No. 23 Butt stuff #2
Bea’s hands clench in the longer strands of my hair, trying to pull me closer, silently asking for more, harder, faster, but I don’t give it to her.
Instead, I pull away and rest on my outstretched hands planted either side of her hips.
I lick my lips and grin wickedly at her as she glares back at me utterly unimpressed with my stopping.
“On your stomach,” I command and after only a brief moment of confusion, she complies, flipping to lie on her front so I’m presented with the pale globes of her behind. I give one a sharp tap because I absolutely cannot resist, and she yelps. “Can you reach my bag, sunshine?”
She reaches out and grabs the handle of my backpack, dragging it closer. “Yeah.”
“There’s some supplies in the front pocket, grab them for me?
” While she does that, I manoeuvre her until her legs are bent under her so she’s on her knees, chest to the blanket and arse to the summer sky.
She lets out a nervous laugh at the new position and then freezes when she sees what supplies I brought.
“Um.”
“You want to give it a go?” I ask gently as she holds the plastic packaged butt plug and lube in her hand. “We don’t have to.”
“I uh…I don’t know. Will it hurt?” She looks at me over her shoulder, and I smile in a way I hope is more reassuring than devilishly excited.
“I’ll get you nice and ready for it, and don’t forget you can stop at any time.”
“Okay,” she breathes, her face taking on that steely determination she always gets just before she does something that scares her.
I lean forward and kiss the path of her spine from where her shirt is rucked up down to where her flesh splits, stroking my tongue over her crack.
She gasps, lurching forward and I chuckle darkly as I dip lower and resume eating her pussy like I promised.
I bury my face in her heat, tonguing at her entrance and going lower to suck on her clit.
I can feel her arousal coating my lips and chin and I growl into her flesh because I am high on the feel of her.
Bea is moaning and groaning, rolling her hips so she can guide me where she wants me.
I slip two fingers inside her and the noise she makes is more animal than sunshine.
Curling and stroking my fingers, I work her from the inside as my mouth works its way up.
When my tongue slides over her puckered hole, she squeals and jerks away from my mouth.
“What are you doing?” she asks in panic, like I’d accidentally lost my way.
“Rimming you,” I answer casually.
“What...Why?” She’s turned to look at me over her shoulder again and her eyes are incredulous.
“Because it’ll feel good, and it’ll open you up to take the plug.” I arch a brow at her amused.
“Oh.” She blinks. “Um…is that, I mean, have you…uh, done that before?”
I shrug a shoulder. “No, but I want to do it with you.”
“Isn’t it kind of…gross?” She scrunches her face and I bark out a laugh.
“I don’t think it is, but if you don’t like it, I can stop.” This whole conversation has happened with my fingers still buried in her cunt, and I wiggle them a little, making her eyes roll back as her lids fall close. “But you don’t want me to stop, do you, sunshine?”
“No,” she moans, resting her cheek on the blanket. “I don’t want you to stop.”
I am painfully hard; my dick is trying to burst free of my jeans and I need to give it room before I do myself damage.
With my mouth still sucking, licking, and mouthing at Bea’s twitching hole, one hand fucking her pussy with two thick fingers, I use my free hand to reach down and free myself from my jeans, pushing my boxers down below my balls.
I have to give myself a couple of firm, controlled strokes because I just can’t ignore the throbbing anymore.
When I stiffen my tongue and push it to her opening, she whimpers at the breach but opens enough for me to press in.
Asking Eli about rimming may have been an uncomfortable time in our friendship for both of us, especially as I blurted it out just after he’d taken a sip of Diet Coke, which he ended up nearly choking on and most of it spurted out of his nose.
But in this moment, with Bea’s legs starting to shake beneath her and her making some of the sexiest noises I’ve ever heard, I am definitely glad I did.
“Oh my god, I’m going to come,” she shrieks, and I double down, crooking my fingers and stroking over the spongey spot inside her that makes her quake and fucking her roughly with my tongue. “August,” she pants my name in her lust filled voice, making me too close to nutting for comfort.
Not wanting to tear my mouth from her delicious arse for one second to command her to come, I just growl against her, and it seems to be her undoing.
She screams out, being far too loud but neither of us giving a flying fuck about it, her legs giving way, so she collapses in a heap on the blanket.
I follow her down, catching myself on my outstretched arms so I don’t squash her.
My head is swirling; my heart pounding and my cock is so stiff it’s bordering on painful.
“I need to come, sunshine. Can I fuck you?”
“Yes,” she sobs.
“I want to put the plug in you and fuck your pussy,” I breath, stroking my cock over the crack of her cheeks. “That okay?”
“Mmhmm,” she nods, still out of it, but lucid enough to push back to her knees, presenting me with that beautiful behind, all of her earlier reservations flushed away by the wave of her orgasm.
I take the plug and the lube and remove the packaging.
I can only assume this was a gift from Cas because the base of the plug is a silicone yellow rose.
It’s pretty and reminds me more of Bea than a butt plug should.
I coat the long-tapered silver with a generous smear of lube and push it to her rim.
Despite how desperate I am to get my dick in her, I’m prepared to take as much time as she needs to take the plug.
But I needn’t worry, she’s relaxed and open for me, the plug slipping in with barely any resistance, and she grunts as her hole closes over the end of the bulb.
“That feel good?” I ask, taking a moment to admire the view.
“So good,” she whines, nothing but a sobbing mess below me.
“I’ve got to fuck you now, sunshine. I can’t wait anymore.”
“Yes, fuck me.” Her eyes are closed, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she were drooling onto the blanket with how liquid she is right now.
I resist the urge to laugh as I reach into my bag to retrieve a condom.
I’m suited up a moment later and sliding my length into the tightest, wettest heat I’ve ever known.
I brought the smallest of the plugs Bea had in her bedside drawer but even that is enough for me to feel her tighter around me.
She is perfection. My balls are throbbing, my dick pulsing, pre-come squirting into the condom and I know it won’t be long before I’m coming hard.
I don’t need to pound her hard and fast, every movement squeezes me, strokes me just right.
I lean over, wanting to be closer to her as I roll my hips slowly but purposefully, stroking myself in and out of her cunt in a way that lights up every nerve ending in my body.
I think I’m hitting her just right too because she’s whimpering and begging me for more.
My hands find hers where they’re lying flat on the blanket either side of her head and I entwine my fingers with hers. “You’ve done so well, Bea,” I breathe into her ear, and she shivers. “Taken all I had to give, didn’t you? Such a good fucking girl for me, sunshine. Such a good girl.”
She opens her eyes and we lock gazes; the trust she has for me in this moment shining through in azure blue.
I curl over her to snatch a kiss from her lips, it’s awkward and sloppy but it steals the world from around us, everything narrowing down until nothing exists but the two of us and the exchange of pleasure happening between us.
“Give me another one,” I murmur against her kiss. “Come for me, sunshine. Please,” I beg for her orgasm, and she delivers without protest, crying against my mouth and clenching around my cock.
“Fuck, Bea, I’m going to come,” I grunt, my hips pistoning forward, hips slapping against the skin at the back of her thighs.
“Come,” she sighs. “Come inside me.”
My movement stutters, my balls draw up as the base of my spine tingles with the build of pressure and pleasure until I pump forward, burying myself deep and coming hard.
I fill the condom, wishing it wasn’t there, wishing there was no barrier between us but knowing this wasn’t the time to do that.
I collapse, trying my best not to crush her as I cover her body with mine.
“You were perfect,” I tell her, kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear. “Absolutely perfect.”
“That was amazing,” she breathes. “I think you’ve altered my brain chemistry.
” She lets out a surprised little laugh and I follow, burying my nose in her neck and wanting to stay here forever but the sun has dipped low, casting us in shades of orange and pink and leaving the air much cooler.
Bea shivers and I know we need to get back.
“Come on, let’s get cleaned up.”