6. Chapter Six #2
I can only laugh. “Just tell me, Sienna. Tell me you want more. I won’t judge. Isn’t pleasure better than pain?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
I lean over her body, pressing my head to hers. This forces her to look at me. “I have an idea. I want to fuck you so much right now but I promised to not touch you. But I need to see your pussy filled. I need to get rid of your pesky virginity.”
“What do you mean?” she asks as I stand up and walk over to my wall of sex toys. I grab a life-like looking dildo off the wall. It’s not the biggest one I have but I know Sienna won’t be able to take more. I wish it was my cock instead but this will have to do for now.
“Do you want to know what it feels like to be filled all the way up?” I sit back down on the bench, bringing the dildo to her inner thigh.
Her swallow is visible. “I don’t know. I… I never thought about it before.”
“Of course you didn’t. My sweet, innocent Sienna. Since I can’t fuck you, I’ll resort to this. I’m going to place this dildo inside of you. I think you’ll like it.”
“But… I’m waiting for my wedding night.”
“Since this isn’t an actual cock, you won’t be upsetting God or your parents. You can still call yourself a virgin after this. You won’t be a virgin once my real cock claims you. Until then, this will have to do. So there’s no shame in it. Nothing wrong with it.”
Her eyes flick to the dildo and back to mine. “I’m nervous.”
“Do you want it? Aren’t you curious what it feels like?”
“I don’t know.”
“You liked when I used the vibrator on you.”
“I did,” she admits.
“Then I think you’ll like this too. Your body is relaxed from your orgasm. Now let me fuck you with this dildo and make you come again.”
Sienna
Dante’s words set me on fire. I don’t understand any of this. I’m lost in a confusion of pleasure and pain. Fear and worry mixed with desire and want.
I want to feel pleasure again but I’m also scared of what all this means. Will I really be forgiven if the dildo isn’t a real penis? And why do I want Dante to use it on me?
I should want to be far away from him – and I do – but… I also want to experience all of this. My stomach is tingling for more.
My… pussy, as he calls it, is tingling for more.
“Don’t you want to come again?” he asks. “Have another orgasm? It will feel good.”
“I do want that,” I whisper.
“Then open up wider, my bad girl.”
“I’m not a bad girl.”
He presses his lips to my ear. “But you are and I think deep down you like being one.”
I shudder. How can Dante be so right and so wrong about something? None of this makes sense. All I know is that I want to feel pleasure again.
“What do you say?” he asks, bringing the dildo to my entrance.
“I… I can’t. Make it for me.”
“So you can feel better about yourself? So you can see me as the bad guy? Fine. I like being the bad guy. And I can tell you want this.”
Slowly, he pushes the dildo inside of me. It slides right in. No pain. In fact, it feels… good. Really good.
He brings it all the way inside of me until he can’t push any more in. Never have I felt this full. He was right about that.
Dante smirks and it makes me blush. “Do you like this inside of you?”
“Am I really still a virgin?”
“Yes. It’s not a real cock. You’re not actually having sex.”
That thought makes me relax and Dante notices. His smile deepens and darkens.
He brings the dildo all the way out of me before inserting it back in. I gasp from the sensation. It’s deep and pleasurable mixed with just the tiniest bit of ache.
I bite my lip to keep myself from crying out as he moves the dildo in and out of me.
“You can moan,” he says. “Fuck.” His eyes are glued right to the dildo. I wonder what it looks like. Me being filled with it. “Your pussy is taking this so well. I’m glad. It means you’ll be able to take my cock. And I’m much bigger than this.”
I can’t hold back my moan this time. The darkness and confusing feelings Dante has stirred up in me are overwhelming. I feel like I might die while at the same time, I’m being reborn.
“Fuck, Sienna,” Dante breathes out. He turns his wrist, twisting the dildo inside of me. It presses new spots I didn’t know it could reach. “You look so good with a cock inside of you. Too bad it’s not a real one.”
“Oh,” I softly moan and part my legs wider. I never knew I needed any of this. It’s all so wrong and taboo. I’m probably going to hell but right now, I just want to get lost in the pleasure he’s showing me. This confusing, aching pleasure.
He thrusts the dildo in harder. It makes me wince but it also sends another burst of pleasure through me. He presses the dildo right along the same spot the vibrator did inside of me. It sends spike after spike of warm, tingling feelings all over my body.
My hips have a mind of their own as I arch my body into the sex toy. I need this. I need this. I need this.
Dante must sense my franticness because he increases the pace. The dildo thrusts in and out of me faster.
With his eyes locked on mine, I find my second release. It’s even more powerful than the vibrator. My gasps mingle with my moans as I catch my breath.
Dante rolls the dildo around inside of me before pulling it out. “You really are a bad girl. Look.” He holds the dildo up. A tiny bit of red covers it. “You bled for me.”
It feels like a claim. Dante is making me his.