She wasn’t sure about the part where she thanked him. The sensation was strange. It didn’t hurt, but she wasn’t sure it was pleasure either. It was unnerving, and she felt a bit on edge as he pressed into her.
“Not sure, yet? You will be. I’ll make sure you’re ready for me. I can’t wait to fuck this tight asshole. I’m going to ram my cock into you. You’ll whimper a little, but by the time I’m done, you’ll writhe under me. You’ll cry out and beg me to fuck your ass.” His finger disappeared, and then she felt something stiff tickling at her anus. She couldn’t help it. She clenched her muscles, instinctively trying to keep the foreign object out.
A crack whipped through the room as Stef’s hand came down on her ass. Heat and a sharp pain singed her.
“Don’t you try to keep me out. This belongs to me. You belong to me. Now relax and open up.” He pressed the plug against her again.
His voice became softer and more cajoling. “Let me in, Jennifer. I want to come in. I promise you won’t regret it.” The hand on her back soothed her as he pressed the plug to her anus.
“Breathe out, love. Breathe out, and flatten your back.” Jen tried to relax. She filled her lungs and let the breath go while she pressed back against Stef’s hand. She groaned a little as the plug breached her hole.
“Now that is a beautiful sight. You’re doing so well.” Jen forced her ass back and felt the plug slide home. Jen’s hands shook at the almost unbearable fullness in her ass. Stef kept her cheeks open.
“Do you have any idea what this does to me? I want to know you’re walking around with this little piece of plastic shoved up your rectum because you’re preparing yourself for me. You’re getting ready to take my cock.”
Without warning, his fingers slid into her pussy.
Jen bit her lip to keep from crying out.
“See, the plug makes your already tight cunt even tighter. I don’t have to share you with some other man to fill you up.” He pressed a single finger deep inside her. “You are so wet for me, Jennifer.
Someone liked having her ass plugged. Someone likes being a nasty girl.”
She liked being his nasty girl. Somehow Stef made all the dirty stuff seem loving. His hands caressed her sweetly even as he whispered filth into her ear. He worshipped her even as he played the big, bad Dom.
“How are you going to take care of your Master, little sub? You put him through hell today. He deserves a little stress relief. Can you think of any way to make it up to him?” She felt the heat of his body as he pressed against her. His fingers teased her soaking flesh as he nudged her insistently with his hard cock. Oh, she wanted him to take out that big dick and thrust it into her. Nothing else could possibly satisfy her, but more than that, she wanted to please him. This was what it meant to play with Stef, and she wanted to play her part.
“Let me please you, Stefan.”
He chuckled and ran his free hand through her hair. “How are you going to do that, love?”
Stef liked dirty talk, so she searched her brain for the right words.
“Let me suck you. Let me lick you. Give me your cum, Stefan. I want to taste you so badly.”
His cock seemed to swell against her, and he pulled his hand out of her hair. Before she could move, he was hauling her up. He turned her around, and his face was ferocious with desire. His breath came out in short pants. “Yes. That will do. I’m going to teach you how to suck my cock, sub. I’m going to teach you how to please your Master.”
He pressed his lips against hers in an oddly innocent kiss. He brushed her mouth, barely a touch, but she felt it deep inside her body. He released her and sat down in his big-backed chair, slouching down slightly so his cock was up and easily accessible. “Get on your knees, but hold those cheeks together. Don’t lose the plug. Hold your knees wide, as wide as you can, and clench that rosy little ass.” Jen did as he asked. It was hard, but she held the plug tight as she gingerly dropped to her knees in front of him.
“Open my jeans.”
Jen put her shaky hands on the fly of his jeans. She’d dreamed about this. She’d fantasized about the moment when she would hold him in her hands and blow his mind, but it was different. Her fantasies had been about proving to him that she was his match. Now, as she slid her hands into his jeans, all she could think about was how much she wanted to taste him. She wanted to run her tongue all over him and listen to him moan, and beyond anything, she wanted that moment when they connected, when he flowed into her. Before, she’d wanted power over him. Now, she simply wanted to be with him.
“I’m crazy about you.” Stef’s voice was quiet in the room, but there was no way she could miss his husky declaration.
Her heart filled as he looked down at her. She was crazy about him, too. She loved him. She wouldn’t ever love anyone the way she loved Stefan Talbot. Saying he was crazy about her wasn’t exactly a declaration of love, but she was closer than she had been.
“Kiss my cock, love.”
She leaned forward and placed a small kiss on the silky head of his dick. His cock was truly a thing of beauty. Thick and long, Stef’s cock rose from between his powerfully muscled legs. The head was a deep, rich plum. She kissed the lovely V on his dick, letting her tongue come out to trace the edges. A drop of pearly fluid pulsed out.
She licked it up, his taste a salty intoxication.
“That’s right,” he encouraged her. His hand came out to cup her hair. “That feels perfect. Suck me in, just a little at a time.” She would have to take him a bit at a time. He was large, and he would fill her mouth in no time. She gently sucked the head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around, gathering his cream. She groaned as she took him in, inch by inch by inch. All the while, as she sucked and loved him with a worshipping tongue, she imagined the big cock in her mouth plundering her pussy. She never felt closer to another human being than she did when Stef slid in and out of her body.
“I don’t have to tell you anything, do I, love? You know what I need. Make me come.”
He threaded his hands in her hair and thrust his cock up. She opened her jaw wide, taking in more and more of him. She was patient, licking gently on the way down and sucking with strength as she made her way back up. She let her hand run down to cup his heavy balls.
Stef groaned. His breath was ragged, rattling out of his chest.
“Yes, love. Harder. Suck me hard. Pull the cum out of my balls.” Jen gave up on subtleties. She sucked, drawing the cock into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. She drew on him over and over, all the while aware of how he surrounded her. She could taste the masculine salt of his cum, smell his clean, musky scent. Though he was only touching her hair, she felt him everywhere. She felt the clamps on her breasts, and the plug in her ass, all signs of his possession. Her body felt hot, as though she was the one about to come. His cock swelled in her mouth. He whispered her name over and over, like a mantra. Jen took him as far as she could and swallowed around him as he came.
Hot, salty spurts coated her tongue. Jen groaned as she licked it all up.
When she looked at him, Stef’s head was thrown back. His hands stroked her hair, but his eyes were closed as he caught his breath. His cock was still big even after he’d given her all the cum he’d had.
Relaxed, he was still an impressive specimen. Jen couldn’t help but kiss him again, her mouth playing over the head. His cock twitched and seemed to come back to life.
It was perfect, because Jen needed to play. The ache in her body was becoming unbearable. She needed him so badly. A deliciously wicked feeling came over her. She would suck him back to life, and then he would fuck her hard until she screamed out his name.