The Beautiful Kind

Continued from previous post…

Finally we got the butt plug all the way in, and I tried to relax and bask in how kinky I felt with something fully seated in my ass.

“Will it work for you to fuck me with this thing in?” I asked. I wasn’t sure if the base would get in the way.

“I think so,” he said, and he successfully mounted me. I could tell it felt extra good for him, made it tighter for him, and extra full for me. Mmm, double penetration…

“God I can’t wait for you to fuck my ass sometime,” I groaned. “This is prepping me for that.”

“Fifth base,” he grunted.

He flipped me over and we did it that way for a while, and his cock kept hitting my g-spot, causing it to swell. I was so aroused, I felt the need to ejaculate.

I told him I had the urge, but didn’t want to get the bed all messy, so he got up and grabbed a garbage bag and laid a blanket over it.

We took a break from fucking so I could rub my g-spot and send myself over the edge. It didn’t take much and I gushed. And gushed.

I felt like I had more in there, so I asked him to push down on my belly as I frigged myself and goodness it just flowed and flowed…it smelled light and fragrant.

Finally I tapped myself out, and he helped replenish my fluids by making me eat his cum, which really wasn’t that much, given his adventures earlier that day.

We pulled the butt plug out (I squealed) and wrapped it in the blanket with the huge wet spot and tossed it on the floor to deal with later, and passed out.

The whole ordeal was SO intense that we didn’t even have sex the next day.