Sometimes when you’re away, I sleep on your side of the bed. It’s almost always because I miss you and something about your side of the bed just makes me feel closer to you when you’re gone. Perhaps it’s your pillow, or simply sleeping in the space you usually occupy.
Rarer times, I fall asleep there on your side spent after playing with the toys I usually have no use for because you’re here. They’re kept in the nightstand on your side of the bed.
You’re excited to sleep in your own bed and to surprise me by being home early. You imagine my happy expression in the morning when I awaken and you’re already back. You’ve just gotten home in the late hours of the night after catching a sooner flight, arriving at 1am instead of 3pm.
You quietly entered our bedroom, shoes already off to make as little noise as possible. I don’t stir, deep in sleep in the dead of the night.
You’re shining your phone’s flashlight around to maneuver about without bumping into things, obstructing a generous portion of the light with your finger to not disturb me.
You see me curled up under the covers on your side of the bed. You think it’s cute, endearing even.
You disrobe soundlessly and notice something out of place in your peripheral– a brightly colored dildo sits upright on your nightstand. You shine your flashlight on it more directly, it is sitting erect with a small, open bottle of lubricant next to it.
You smirk to yourself and can’t help but shake your head in the darkness. Your little whore couldn’t hold out for a week.
The thought of me pleasing myself in your absence turns you on. You recognize the dildo, it’s not a new toy. It doesn’t measure up to your cock. It’s a g-spot dildo; there’s a curve to it and it ends in a pronounced and rounded tip.
You laugh to yourself for having thought my sleeping arrangement was endearing. It seems your little kitten played herself to sleep, or at least to a state of exhaustion in which she didn’t even get up after to clean it up and put it and the lube back in the drawer.
You wonder how many nights end this way when you’re away; if I indulge myself nightly or if I just couldn’t hold out one more night.
You’re getting hard thinking about it. About me inserting a firm silicone dildo, sliding it in and out of my lubed up pussy while you weren’t home. Squirming on and against it while you weren’t here to fuck me.
You are now.
You cautiously climb into bed from my side to get behind me. I’m asleep, lying on my side with my body facing the nightstand.
You feel me stir as you bring your body against mine under the covers. You wrap your arms around me, pulling me tight against you to spoon me. Calmly saying before sheer panic can set in from being pulled from sleep unexpectedly, “Hey, babygirl, I’m home early, it’s still really late.”
“Welcome back,” I say in a half-asleep state, wiggling against you since you’re wrapped around me tight and there’s not much else I can do as your locked little spoon.
I feel your hard cock against my ass cheek and am immediately wide awake, suddenly remembering how my night ended a few hours ago. I glance over to the nightstand, making out the dildo’s silhouette in the darkness. Maybe you hadn’t noticed all the evidence of my night is still there. Well… not all of it, I remind myself. There’s a small plug still in my ass. Its silicone ring rests between my cheeks, just a couple inches from where your tip is pushing against my flesh.
You don’t miss a beat, “And what a scene to be welcomed back to,” you say, planting kisses along my shoulder. I flush hot, embarrassed. “Seeing the aftermath of how you spend the nights I’m away.”
I want to hide. From you and your words. “I- I don’t often play while you’re gone,” I say truthfully, a deep blush spreading over me that you can’t see but can feel. “Last night, I just couldn’t wait any longer,” I pout.
Your arms are still wrapped around me tightly, but now your hands are groping my breasts. “What am I gonna do with you?,” you say lightheartedly, but I know it’s a threat.
“Cuddle me back to sleep?,” I say cutesy, knowing there’s little chance of that happening.
You laugh, confirming that’s a negative.
“Perhaps later, but certainly not right now,” you say, your hand trailing down my torso while the other assaults my nipples roughly. “You indulged yourself and I think I will, too.”
I can’t help but whimper. The sound is a culmination of all my thoughts and feelings right now– humiliation from getting caught, dread of when you’ll discover the plug inside me, my formerly satiated arousal striking back up, and a tinge of fear mixed with excitement knowing you aren’t likely to be gentle tonight.
You shove my stacked thighs apart; your fingers waste no time roaming between my lips. They immediately find it soaked from the orgasm I had earlier and what you’re doing to me mentally and physically.
“Oh, baby,” you tut chastisingly. “You played hard, huh?”
“I-,” your fingers relieve my abused nipples and slip into my mouth, shutting me up. I suck them hard, happy to not need to finish trying to find words to answer you.
“Mm good girl,” you whisper, adjusting your hips preparing to enter me from behind in this spooning position.
You line your cock up with my crack and stop dead as you slide your cock forward, anticipating slipping inside me yet you’re met by the thin silicone ring protruding from my ass instead.
“What a needy little slut; you really did play hard” you say, tugging harshly on the ring. The plug remains tightly in my ass. It is tapered with three bulbs that increase in size, and after being inside me for awhile, my asshole isn’t ready to let the largest bulb pass back out without some slow stretching first.
I wince a response and you push against it roughly so it’s inched a little deeper inside me.
“This is all gonna be for me,” you say smugly. It is without a doubt a warning and a threat.
You shift me slightly, lining yourself up to my pussy and thrusting inside me hard.
You aren’t gentle. You pound me hard. Filling my pussy more fully than the dildo ever could, the plug on the other side making the space you occupy even tighter.
Your fingers leave my mouth, wrapping your wet hand around my throat possessively. Not cutting off my air, but certainly impeding some if it.
You take me.
Fucking me hard and deep, every thrust and movement at a pace and depth that suits what you want, whatever feels best for you. This is for your pleasure alone.
You pound me roughly for a few minutes. Only pulling out once my pussy is thoroughly sore.
Your fingers tug on the plug again, this time gently. You very slowly work it out of me one bulb at a time, then push them back inside me. My asshole stretching around them tightly before swallowing them one by one.
“My turn,” you growl, your grip on me letting go. “Hands and knees. Now.”
I don’t dare protest tonight. I position myself with my ass up for you. You remove the plug in one aggressive pull.
I cry out more in shock than pain. As with the dildo, you are far wider and longer than the plug. You grab the bottle of lube and drip it over my hole. I’m buzzing with anticipation as I hear you stroke the slick liquid over your cock.
“Down,” you command. I drop from my hands to my elbows, my face lowers sideways into the mattress.
“Such a good little whore,” you say, rubbing my cheeks and positioning your tip against my tight asshole.
I moan, too lost to form a coherent response.
“Open up for me, baby,” you coax as you start to press inside me. I wince trying to will my body to accept the size of your hard length.
“Thats it, c’mon, baby girl,” you persuade. I melt as you plunge deep inside me. Exhaling slowly as I feel your balls finally rest against my ass cheeks.
I feel you twitch inside me. Your cock adoring the tight pressure squeezing around it. “Fuck, baby,” you say approvingly as I clench around you.
After a moment of letting me get somewhat acclimated to you, you begin you slowly pull out and push your way back into me.
After a minute, you’re thrusting hard into my ass. Fucking me as I slide deeper into subspace with each plunge of your cock. My body is yours, and you are more than claiming it.
After a few minutes, your grip on my hips changes, tightening harder. I can tell you’re close to coming.
I was working so hard to stay relaxed, to offer little or no resistance. But now I start squeezing around you, offering added pressure and tightness to an already impeccably tight space.
You groan in appreciation and slam into me a dozen more times before cumming hard.
I feel your cock spasm deep within me, spurting hot cum into my ass.
You lean against my bent figure, both of us spent. After a moment you slowly withdraw from me, leaving my holes more stretched and sore than they’ve been in a long time. I smile, satisfied by your use of me.
You collapse, pulling me back with you til we’re lying down again, spooning. “Now you’re deserving of being cuddled back to sleep,” you say kissing the back of my head.
I smile in the darkness. “Mmm I’m glad you’re home,” I whisper sleepily before we both pass out.
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