Kay Loves Her Brand-New Butt Plug

Kay’s not shy in the bedroom. I talk dirty to her the whole time we’re fucking, and she gets off on it. So when I said to her that I wanted a toy—that I wanted to play with her and a toy together—she said what she always says, “Whatever you want, baby.”

I made it my mission to find a toy that would get us both off, and in the end, I went with an anal plug.

I was certain she’d balk, completely sure that she’d have an issue with something in her ass. When I’d said toy, I’m sure Kay thought I’d meant a vibrator. But I was eager to see her stuffed full of the stunning blue-marbled glass butt plug I’d chosen. I’d gone with the small one just so I could coax her into using it. I planned on telling her it was way too small to be scary when I presented my argument. Since I assumed I’d have to have one.

You know what they say about assuming. It’s true. Because when I presented the plug to her, nestled in a green velvet box, she squealed. “I love it. Let’s get it in.”

Joy came to me first; arousal came second. I had her naked in about four seconds, and my cock was so hard that I feared for its safety. But that was only a small thought in the back of my mind as my girl writhed on our big bed, parting her legs for me to see the slick, plump lips of her pussy. She was so wet that I could see the enticing shine of her juices on her upper thighs, and I wondered how either of us was going to even make it to the insertion of the butt plug. I was ready to go off just looking at her.

“Come on, baby,” Kay said, moving around impatiently so her long dark hair swirled around her head on the pale pillowcase.

“Coming,” I said, fearing I would.

The lube bottle was loud, and the noise made her giggle, which made me smile. “It always sounds so rude,” she said. Then she rolled her lithe form over onto her belly and pushed her ass up in the air a little.

I stroked my cock. Just once, because if I gave in and did it more than that, I was going to blow, and then we’d have to wait for me to get hard again. I doubted that would take long, given the circumstances, but who wanted to wait? Not me, that’s for sure.

I worked a single finger into her ass first. I slid in up to the very top knuckle, feeling the searing heat in the tight channel of her bum. I added a second finger and thrust deep, using my fingers to fuck her ass.

Kay sighed and arched up and into my touch. Who knew I’d be met with such enthusiasm? I was just happy I didn’t need to plead my case; I simply needed to hold on to my control so I could come at the right time. I wanted the plug in her ass and my dick buried deep inside her cunt before that happened. Then I’d be a happy, happy man.

Slowly, so I could watch it enter her centimeter by centimeter, I pushed the bulbous blue plug into her snug asshole. Kay curled her fingers to the bedding as if she were hanging on. I worried I was hurting her, but when I pushed the fingers of my free hand into her pussy, she was literally soaked and her cunt clenched me greedily. She sighed. “I might come if you keep doing that,” she whispered.

That was my plan.

I slipped the plug in a bit farther and began a slow rhythmic fucking with my free hand, three fingers deep inside, curling against the slick, smooth walls of her cunt. I did that until she came with a loud cry that made me want to come with her.

When her orgasm died down, I kissed the small of her back and pushed the plug in that final bit. It was in all the way, buried in her ass, and I was ready to fuck her.

“Hurry, hurry,” Kay sighed, and pushed her bottom higher. Just the sight of it had me clenching my jaw in concentration.

I positioned her on her knees, and I slipped three fat pillows under her belly before spreading her thighs wide so I could see her nether lips. I gave in and buried my face between her thighs for a moment, tasting the sweet nectar of her pussy as my nose bumped the glass plug. Every time I licked her and my face nudged the glass, she shivered.

Finally, I couldn’t take any more of teasing her, because teasing her was killing me. I tested her cunt with my fingers to find her—as unbelievable as it was—more wet than before. Twisting the plug back and forth a bit to give her a jolt, I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. When she pushed back, opening more to receive me, my mind went blank. I was all about fucking her. She’d never seemed so tight, so wet, as when I slid into her drenched pussy with her ass full of that toy.

I swore I could feel the rigid plug rub against me with each thrust, there being such a small amount of flesh between our toy and my prick. Kay pushed her head into the mattress and moaned. It was a sexy, needy sound that had my stomach tumbling like I was falling.

“Touch yourself, baby,” I whispered. “This first time is going to just blow by. I can tell.” And it was true. The deeper I moved in her, the more I ran my thumb over that glass plug. The more restlessly she moved, the closer I got to climaxing.

Kay reached under herself, and I could see her shoulder jostling as she rubbed her clit. Her arm moved in aggressive jerks and then she came, her pussy spasming around my erection so intensely that I bit my lip hard enough to see stars. My fingers dug into her ass. Just a few more strokes were all I wanted.

I twisted the plug some more, and she moaned. Her fingers started to move once more, and I knew if she managed to get off yet again, I was done for. I couldn’t withstand another squeeze from her cunt.

I twisted the plug again, feeling the press of the glass to my cock through that fragile membrane of flesh inside her. Kay gasped and forced her body back against me, ramming my cock deeper and pressing the butt plug more firmly into her back hole.

I turned the toy again and she hissed. Then she clamped down on me hard, intentionally squeezing me, and I held her steady and thrust deep. She came again and took me with her. My body pressed to hers, my belly wedging that plug in tight.

Kay shuddered once more under me, and when I bowed my head, trying to catch my breath, she turned and said, “So, any other toys you wanted to try, baby?”

You bet there will be.

—Mr. Pete T., Nashville, Tennessee