Her, definitely. With any luck, me.
“Wy,” she breathes into the kiss. “Please.”
Removing my hand from between her legs, I break the kiss, bringing my finger to her lips. Greedily she sucks it in, tongue swirling around the tip, licking herself off.
“That’s my girl. Look at you, so fucking hungry. Get on the bed. Give me that ass.”
I step away to give her space to get on the mattress, and she wastes no time putting her ass in the air, shoulder down, head turned to watch. It’s a fucking sight, and as I pull out a bottle of lube from her chest of toys, I admire that glistening pussy and the streaks of moisture along her thighs.
“I know you like when I squeeze your ass, baby, but do you like to be spanked?” I ask her, voice gruff. “Tell me out loud. I’m busy admiring this flawless ass and can’t look at you right now.”
She’s gasping as she pushes her ass towards me. “Yes. Please. Do it.”
Forcing myself not to groan, or come, I do as she wants, giving her a light spank just to test things out. She rears forward with a moan of pleasure, her skin turning rosy, but I smooth my palm over it, soothing the bite.
“Wy…”
Not answering her because I know she’s watching, I squeeze some lube onto her tight asshole. Her head drops forward, ass even higher in the air now, and I have to take some measured breaths as I slide a finger through the slippery liquid before slowly pushing inside of her.
This time it isn’t a moan. It’s a cry for more. A begging. A plea.
She’s so damn tight. The resistance is insane. Not that I’ve gotexperience with it, because this is my first time, and fuck me hard, it’s making me want to nut right now.
Pushing in further, she whimpers, reaching around to pull her ass cheek to the side, and I slowly withdraw, then do it again, and Bryn is a mess of moans, my name, and a whole lot of yesses.
“More,” she demands after a few moments. “The plug. Wy, the plug. And then fuck me. I need you to fuck me.”
Well, that makes two of us. At some point I grabbed hold of my cock, moving my hand up and down the length, coating my palm in precum with each swipe over the head. I’ve got to make her come because there’s no chance I’m lasting when I get inside of her.
Pulling out of her, I grab the bottle of lube again, coating the butt plug and adding a bit more to her asshole before I position it at the tight hole. She’s panting as I push it in as slowly as I can, watching the lavender head disappear little by little.
“Wy,” she gasps. “Wy, oh my god. Yes. Oh god, please, more. Until it’s in. I can take it. I just need it in.”
I can take it.
I. Can. Take. It.
She can fucking take it.
My head is about to explode. This woman is more than I can comprehend. She is everything. The air I’ll forever breathe, the ground I’ll forever walk on, the water I’ll forever need to survive.
On that thought, I push the plug all the way in until just the base and gem shine up at me, and Bryn is reduced to a whimpering mess. It takes everything not to shove my cock into her tight pussy and fuck her senseless until we’re both seeing stars, but I truly fear that I’m going to last thirty seconds right now, and I need her sated before that happens.
Dragging my other hand between her legs, she bucksbackward, my fingers moving along her slit until they find her clit. Bryn cries out my name, already so turned on that all it takes is one grind against my hand to wring an orgasm out of her.
I get the second one when I bury my face between her legs and thrust my tongue into her center, my finger still toying with her clit. She floods me, coating my lips and chin with her delicious orgasm.
“Wyatt,” she cries, hair flipping as she looks over her shoulder at me, eyes burning with a fire so intense I don’t know that I’ve ever seen the likes of it. “Fuck. Me. Now.”
With her on the bed and me standing beside it, she’s at the perfect height when I push her legs wider apart and step up to her, my cock lining up with her entrance. I stop for a moment, admiring the sight of the purple gem, her soaked cunt, and my cock right there, ready to enter. Just before I do, I give her ass a firm smack. She rears forward, not expecting it, but I grab her hips and pull her backward, my cock sinking into her pussy.
It has us both gasping, moans filling the bedroom.
“Don’t wait, just go,” she pleads. “Fuck me.”
The way she begs for the things she wants reminds me of the constant little “Ohs!” that pop out of her mouth when she realizes something. For a woman with such an innocence about her, she knows what she wants and likes.
I’m happy to oblige.
