I almost ran up the steps toward the apartment, followed closely by my girlfriend Trisha. The whole time I was at the play, this was all I’d been thinking about. It wasn’t a bad show; I just couldn’t focus. I just sat there next to my girlfriend for two hours, with my hard member stretching against my jeans, thinking about what would happen when we got home.
As soon as we got inside, we locked the door, turned on some gentle mood lighting, and pulled some beers out of the fridge. We popped the tabs and drank, and then we crawled into the bed. We kissed. Not a slow, gentle, shallow kiss, but aggressively, exploring each other’s mouths with our tongues, occasionally biting. I was already rock-hard. I had been ever since we’d stepped into the apartment.
I slip my hand under her shirt, over the curves of her hip and back, and undid her bra with one quick motion. I felt her lips curve into a smile, and I moved my hand to the front, cupping one of her breasts. Her nipples were hard already, but I played with the breast a little first, squeezing, teasing. I lifted her up, and pulled off her shirt. As I moved downward, aligning my mouth with her nipples instead of her lips, she pulled mine off as well. I bit down, gently, and started flicking my tongue past her nipple. Her breathing pattern changed, just a little, and I knew she was ready for more.
I unzipped her pants, and cupped her smooth mound. I moved my hand, gently, teasing, before I slipped my fingers in between the lips and began moving in gentle circles over her clit. She moaned, quietly, but then moved away.
She only moved to get her pants off, and then took mine as well, adding it to the pile on the floor. I kept touching her, like I had been – my fingers playing with her clit, and my tongue gently massaging her nipples. I shuddered as she slid a hand between my legs. She moved it slowly up my thigh, cupped my balls in a brief hello, and then moved back to my hole. Her finger’s caress on my sensitive skin sent a little jolt of electricity running through my body, and it continued as she massaged gently.
“Are you ready?” she asked.
I took my mouth off of her nipple and nodded. She got up, and gently pushed my head down onto the bed, leaving me on my knees with my ass in the air. She spanked me, harder than usual. She knew I liked it. I closed my eyes, focused on the sensation. Suddenly, I felt her breath, and then her wet tongue gently caressing my hole. I moaned, and did my best to relax. I felt some of the tension dissipate as she licked, over and over, and then gently begin sliding her tongue in an out.
Then, she stopped, and I saw her reach for the bottle of lube next to the bed. I spread my legs a little wider, preparing, and then I felt the cool tip of a glass buttplug make contact. I relaxed as much as I could, and eased back onto the toy, letting it gradually spread me wider. I practiced this relatively frequently, and I didn’t feel any discomfort until the widest part. I moaned as it slid in, its cool weight pressing gently into my prostate.
She pushed me gently out of the way and then laid down, spreading her legs.
“My turn first,” she said.
I crawled to the space between her legs and leaned in, inhaling her scent. I kissed around her soft lips, teasing, and then spread the lips with my fingers. I started low, near the opening, and worked my way up to the clit, savoring the taste. She was holding her breath, waiting. I closed in with my mouth, pressing my tongue into her, blanketing her wet clit with my tongue, and then I started moving. Up and down, slowly, then faster.
I slid a finger inside her and curled it toward me, moving in circles. She moaned. I pressed myself into her, holding her tightly with my free arm. I was so aroused, I felt like I was in danger of cumming just from the way my dick rubbed slightly against the bed. Trisha’s body tightened, tried to jerk away, as she moaned louder, but I kept her where she was, kept moving. Her moaned grew louder until finally they became a scream of pleasure. She spasmed in the throes of her orgasm, and then became still.
I laid down next to her. Usually, she took time to recover afterwards, but this time I could tell she already wanted more. Her eyes were still hungry. She propped herself up on one arm, above me, and ran a hand over my side, like I sometimes did to her. I quivered in anticipation of the coming pleasure.
“Tell me what you’re going to do,” I breathed.
She leaned in close, so I could feel her warm breath as she whispered into my ear. “I’m going to make you mine. I’m going to take you. Slow, at first, and then faster, harder. And I’m going to make you cum with me inside you.”
I shuddered. I was ready to be hers. She stepped off of the bed and slipped a harness on. I watched her tighten the straps that held her blue penis in place. It was almost exactly the same size as my own, and it looked great on her. I turned and got into position, on my hands and knees, and she got behind me.
“Spread your legs wider,” she commanded. I’m not to flexible, but I complied.
Trisha grabbed the plug and slowly pulled. Once again, it stretched on the way out at the thickest point, but it felt noticeably looser. I could feel that once it was out, it didn’t quite close all the way. I felt Trisha put a hand on my back, while the other hand guided her penis into me. It felt much longer than it really was as all six inches slid into me. She placed both hands on my hips, just like I did to her when we did it doggy-style.
I moaned as she slid out, and then back in. It was slow and gentle, just like she’d said it would be, but the sensation was already extremely intense. I could feel the tip of her penis massaging my prostate, and it felt deep. She started speeding up, fucking me harder and faster, and I moaned even louder. I felt like a girl, sometimes, but I don’t care. She makes me feel good.
Trisha’s hips slapped against my butt cheeks as she pounded me, sliding the entire length of her penis in and out of my ass, and her hands gripped tighter. I was almost screaming. Suddenly she stopped, and pulled out.
“Lie on your back,” she said.
Once I had changed positions, she slid it in again, the full length. I moaned. It was so intense, my entire body felt weak. My ass tightened involuntarily around Trisha’s penis as she wrapped a lubed hand around my dick. She started moving the hand, as well, and my body became a mass of electricity. I felt her deep inside me, still moving, while her hand slid up and down my cock. I couldn’t last long, this way.
“Make me cum on myself,” I heard myself gasp, as the feeling became too intense to hold in.
My entire body spasmed as I came, like I was a girl in a porno, but none of this was faked. Fireworks went off in my entire body, and I think I went blind for a few seconds. I felt hot droplets of my own semen splatter across my chest and my neck, and I loved it. I was hers.
Trisha pulled out, and I spasmed. I was so sensitive, every movement felt like electricity. She undid her straps, and the dildo fell to the floor. All I could do when she laid down in the bed next to me was lay there, staring at the ceiling, my mind still scrambling to reconnect with my body after the best orgasm of my life had ripped it apart. I was hers.