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She rises on shaking legs. I guide her to the bed and position her on her hands and knees.

I grip the plug and twist it slowly. She moans and pushes back against my hand.

“I love what a needy little wife you are.” I pull the plug out inch by inch. She gasps as it stretches her wider before finally releasing. “Look at this greedy hole. Already stretched and ready for me.”

I set the plug aside and strip off my clothes. When I’m naked, I grab the lube from the nightstand and pour it over my fingers.

I work the lube into her ass. First one finger, and then a second. Stretching her even more. Preparing her even though the plug had been doing that work for hours.

She pants, pushing back against my hand.

“Please, Dane. I’m ready. Please just fuck me.”

“Come here.”

She shifts on her knees so she’s facing me. I resist the urge to grip her hair and fuck her throat.

“Hold up your hand, kitten.”

Whitney does as she’s told, and I pour lube into her hand.

“Get my dick ready.”

She cups her hand around my cock and strokes me, applying the lube along my length. I can’t help myself and sink my fingers into her hair and move her mouth where I want it. “That’s such a good girl. Suck my balls while you do that.”

Her hand doesn’t stop working my dick as her mouth seals around one of my balls.

I can hardly stand still from the urge to fuck her. I pick her up and turn her so her ass is where I need it, then push her down so her chest is on the bed. She’s pinned there, so she can’t move.

I position myself behind her. The head of my cock presses against her stretched opening.

I push inside slowly. She’s so fucking tight even after hours of the plug stretching her.

“Fuck.” I pull out and then work myself back in. “This ass was made for my cock.”

I give her time to adjust. Let her feel every inch as I sink deeper. When I’m fully seated inside her, we both go still.

“How does that feel, kitten?”

“Full.” She gasps the word. “So full. It’s breathtaking.”

I start to move. Slow, deliberate thrusts that make her moan with each one. This is different from fucking her pussy. And I won’t be able to go this slowly for much longer.

“Do you like me using your ass?”

“Yes.” She pushes back to meet my thrusts. “Fuck yes.”

I fuck her harder. My hands grip her hips hard enough to bruise. The sounds she makes are desperate and needy. I’ll never get enough of her.

I stop moving, and she cries out in frustration. Then, she rocks her hips and fucks herself with my dick.

“Goddamnit, Whitney. Look at yourself. Look at my horny little slut of a wife.” I spank her ass while she fucks my cock.

I let her have her fun for a few minutes, then I grip the back of her neck and pin her to the mattress.

She whimpers before I slam into her ass with a brutal thrust. “But I think my kitten would rather be used and fucked.”

Her cheeks are wet with tears, but she begs me not to stop.