Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 82829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82829 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
“Good boy.” He circles it with his finger, then bends down and swipes at my rim with his tongue.
“Yes!” I call out because is there anything better in the world than having your ass eaten?
He licks me again, tongue rasping and probing at my ass, his scruff rough against my cheeks in all the right ways, and I swear, I fucking purr like a cat. My hands fist in the blanket as I push back, wanting more.
Sir eases away.
“That’s not fair. I like that.”
He chuckles. “Are you under the impression you’re the boss here?”
The last thing I want is to be the boss here, so I say, “No, Sir. I’m sorry. It just feels really good.”
He gives me another chuckle, this one sounding more sinister. He leans down again, but instead of licking me, he spits on my hole, then rubs it in with his finger and pushes inside.
My eyes roll back, limbs shaking, because much like being eaten out, is there anything in the world better than being penetrated? I just love it all.
Sir slides his finger in and out, spitting again on it, which is both humiliating and one of the hottest things ever.
He pushes a second in, stretching me a bit more. It’s tight without lube but not too painful.
“Your hungry little ass is pushing back against me. You’re a needy little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m your needy little slut.” The truth is, I already feel like I belong to Marshall, like I was meant to belong to him, and that’s dangerous thinking.
“Yes, you are. Mine to do with as I please.”
He reaches for the lube, squirts some on his fingers, then pushes three inside me.
He fucks me with them, and I absolutely do push back, fucking myself on them too. It’s not something I’ve ever thought about, something I’ve ever wanted, but I would let him stick his whole fist inside me if he wished it. I would enjoy it, love it, because it’s him and something he’s giving me, and that I’m giving him, and there is so much beauty in that—in the give-and-take, and the sating of each other’s needs. I’m not sure there’s much more that’s as special as that.
This is the first time he’s penetrated me, and it’s glorious. I’ve never used that word for anything before, but it is absolutely needed here.
I cry out when he smacks my ass, spanking me with one hand while finger-fucking me with the other. All the sensations make me dizzy with need for him, with pleasure and fulfillment, and also with this sort of peace that settles over me when Marshall and I have a scene together. It’s the most like me I ever feel.
He pulls his fingers out.
“Sir!” I whine.
“You’re gaping for me. Don’t worry. I’m not done with your holes yet. I’m going to use both of them and make us lose ourselves to the pleasure.”
I mean, how can I complain about that?
Marshall grabs the lube and the dildo. “Come.”
We go to the en suite. It’s bigger than my bedroom at home, with a deep tub on one side and a large two-headed shower on the other.
Marshall goes straight for the shower, wets the dildo, and sticks it to the glass wall.
“Come here and kneel. Let’s make sure it’s the right height for you.”
I’ve made myself come with a dildo more times than I can count, but I’ve never done it in front of anyone before. Part of me is disappointed because I want Sir’s dick inside me, but he also said he’ll be using both of my holes, and I trust him to bring me the best kind of pleasure.
He has to restick it once, but then gets it right. He lubes up the toy and my hole again before holding the base of the dildo and having me back up to it.
Sir watches as it penetrates me, making me feel deliciously full, but there’s also that moment of discomfort in the beginning. I love that part of it too.
“Keep going. Let’s feed that hungry hole what it wants. Take it all for me like a good boy so you can get fucked while I take your mouth.”
My dick jerks because yes, I like the sound of that.
I take it slowly, filling myself until my ass is against the glass and the dildo has disappeared inside me.
Sir moves in front of me and paints my lips with his precum, using his cock like a ChapStick. “I’m not going to go easy on you. I’m going to fuck your hole of a mouth until I spill my load down your throat. At the same time, you’re going to ride that dildo and show me what you can do…show me how well you’re going to take my cock when I choose to give it to you. Whenever you need to come, you can. If you need to safe word and can’t, raise your arm.”