After yet another steamy shower, I tan back to my place to get changed for the evening. Ashley told me to dress casually and that this was another one of those “local” spots that not many knew about.
I made fairly quick work of it back at my place. Freshened up, enjoyed a beer on the deck, and then dressed myself for the evening. 4:45 PM. I’m a bit early. She said we could head out from her place around six. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind the early company, I reasoned.
Back at her place, she answers the door wearing a thin bathrobe. I wasn’t really sure if it’s function, because there’s no way that little of fabric would dry your body or keep you warm, and there’s no way that as thin as it was, you’re keeping curious minds from wondering what’s underneath. It was all null and void as we walked back up to her bedroom and she let the robe fall to the floor. Walking slowly away from me, making sure my view was a good one, she said, “relax on the bed if you’d like; I’m almost finished getting ready.” She said.
As I sat back on the bed, I couldn’t help but notice her in the bathroom. Her round ass swaying back and forth in front of the mirror as she put on her makeup left me in a trance. I sat and watched and lost myself in her body. That is until she snapped me out of it with a playful, “are you enjoying the show?”
“What man wouldn’t enjoy that ass in their face? I know I certainly did.” I snap back at her.
“Speaking of, I’ve found myself wet every time I thought about you doing that, eating out my ass. That’s been a fantasy of mine for some time now; it almost like you knew. I just haven’t met a partner I felt comfortable with to that or anything else.” Ashley tells me.
“Anything else?” I return.
“Well, yeah, I may be interested in more ass play…I’m just, nervous,” she says as quite as I’ve heard her yet.
“Well, I truly enjoyed eating you out, I hope to get desert tonight, after all,” I play. “What else would you be interested in, Ashley?”
She pauses as she sets down her makeup. Slowly making her way to the bed, she sits down next to me, her tan nude body sinking into the duvet. “I really want to get fucked in the ass. But, in an intimate kind of way, if that makes sense.” She says.
“It does,” I ensure her, “actually, it’s one of those more intimate types of sex, in my opinion. The level of trust and care are much greater for each partner.”
“Exactly! You get it!” She says with excitement. “Okay, confession…”
“Yes?” I inquire.
“Open that nights as drawer, and don’t judge…” she says.
“Why would I jud…oh my!” I say with a playful sense of shock. “What a collection you have, Ashley.”
“Yeah yeah, I told you, I haven’t been with a man in over a year; but, I’m not a nun,” she says with quickness. “Back left corner…”
Pulling the drawer out further I pass over wands, bullets, clamps, dildos, and a particularly fun looking vibrator until I found what she was hinting at. In the corner was a modestly sized heart shaped butt plug with an scarlet jewel. Removing it from its place I say, “hmm, still in its box.”
“Yes, well, I haven’t found that time or person to experience this with. You know?”
Ashley says with a hint of sadness to her voice.
I stand, bringing the plug with me, I walk to her spot on the bed. Leaning over her, I kiss Ashley deep. Lingering. Passionately. I feel her melt under me as she tugs on my shirt on her way back onto the bed.
“No ma’am,” I pause, “turn over.”
Without a word spoke, Ashley turns over onto her stomach and looks back at me, eager for the next command.
“Up.”
At that, she raises her ass high for me, her cheeks spreading as she pushes back towards me. With one hot and wet stroke, I flatten my tongue across Ashley’s pretty asshole.
She moans.
Another.
Moans.
Another. Bringing my thumb to her clit.
She whimpers.
More.
I continue to lick and stroke and eat Ashley’s ass until I can feel her squirming in need of release.
Standing once more, I remove the plug from its box. “Do you have lube, Ashley?”
“I do, it should be in the nightstand as well,” she says nervously.
As I prep the toy for Ashley’s ass, I continue to give kisses to her pretty little hole. With some heavy petting to her fleshy cheeks I ask, “are you ready, Ashley?”
“Y-yes sir,” she says.
Slowly, I work the plug around her asshole. Making sure to lube her well and to make this as memorable as possible for her, though, I can think how she could ever forget. Holding the small of her back, I gently pull her towards me as I put pressure into her ass with the plug. As I watch Ashley open, stretching around the peak of the plug, I hear her let out a slow, hissing moan. A bit further and it is in. Beautiful. A true woman of art bending before me with her scarlet jewel on display.
“How does that feel, Ashley?” I ask.
“It feels like a dream,” she moans.
“Well, you look absolutely gorgeous wearing it; it is the perfect accessory to your outfit, tonight,” I say confidently.
“Wait, what?” She says quickly.
“You got to choose where we go for dinner, I’m going to choose what you wear. And that pretty plug that’s deep in your asshole is the first article of my choosing.” I whisper in her ear.
“Yes sir,” she said in the most beautiful voice I have heard.
As I walked beside her, hands together, I couldn’t help but feel empowered. But, not the kind of power that one steals from another’s lack of power, no. What I felt was the power of a man who has a strong woman by his side, willing to give anything to make him happy. That is exactly what Ashley was giving me. Just seeing her, her pretty tan feet strapped in those leather sandals, her white dress flowing with a beauty from ancient Greece, her breasts loose behind the soft fabric, giving me flighting glimpses of her nipples. This woman was a goddess. And now, I have her at my side, holding to my words, and currently walking into the restaurant of her choosing, this time unlike any time before, as this time her beautiful tight asshole was plugged.
This, was going to be a night to remember.
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