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"That sounds... interesting."

"Understatement. Anyway..." She pulled me close to her, and
started kissing my neck again. The influx of blood to my crotch
made it feel like it was on fire with flickering fumes rippling
over my flat stomach where she dragged her fingers.

"How's your refractory period?"

"Nonexistent."

"Excellent." I felt the same fear, but now I could deal with
it. And I knew what my reward would be if I pushed through it. She
pulled off my shirt, and pulled her long sleeved t over her own
head. Her tits made my mouth water, full and round and capped with
thick brown nipples. I made bold to take one in my mouth and suck
firmly, sliding my hands down her waist to remove her sweatpants. I
slid my fingers along her slit to moisten them and started rubbing
her clit. With my other hand I clutched the back of her head,
pushing her deeper into my kisses. She had been on my mind all day
and night. I wasn't going to go easy on her, but happily, judging
from the noises she was making, the wetness of her pussy and the
way she was rotating her torso, pulling one nipple out of my eager
mouth only to replace it with the other every few seconds, she was
nothing loath. Her wet nipples on my cheeks felt delicious. The
whole tenor of this evening was different. I wasn't afraid. I was
going to take her up the arse and then after that I didn't give a
fuck.

Soon
she took and held a deep breath, and her little clit began leaping
spasmically against my fingers. She gasped and started shuddering
in my arms. I shifted my attentions from her nipples to her lips
and held her close. We lay like that for a few minutes. Then I
returned my hand to her soaking wet pussy and gently slid my
fingers in. Then, I moved them down to her twitching, puckered
arsehole. I watched her face as I circled round the way she had
done to me, and was rewarded with a grin. I returned it as I slid
the tip of one finger inside.

"That's right. One by one. You'll need more lube than what
I'm making though." She flipped open the door of her cabinet and
handed me a pump bottle. I pumped a generous amount straight onto
her and continued to stretch her slowly. She grabbed my wrist and
squeezed if I was going too fast. Her arse gripped me tighter and
tighter with every finger I added. Finally I had all four inside,
and began fucking her slowly.

"I'm
ready for your cock now, Ed."

"Well, it's ready for you.” I pulled off my boxers and
gripped myself, showing her my precum-moistened cockhead. She
touched her tongue to it, tasting me, a sight that made my balls
bunch into my body.

I
reached into the cabinet for condoms, but just beside them, I saw a
small, steel buttplug. I shrugged and pulled it out.

"I
want you to put it in for me." She made a little chirruping sound
of glee. I hadn't imagined this imposing woman could be kittenishly
cute, but she kept surprising me.

"Lie
on your front." I went one better, bending over on all fours. The
next thing I felt made me gasp: her tongue. Licking all over my
hole and taint as she cupped my balls. Her hand felt cool and
slick; she must have lubed it up. I couldn't do anything but moan
and try to hold my cum and her hand wrapped round my cock and her
tongue speared into my arse. It was followed by cold, lubricated
steel.

"Just concentrate on relaxing."

I
did, and was rewarded by a sudden fullness and heaviness. It felt
weird, but as I straightened up, I decided I liked it. I squeezed
around it and felt it move against my sweet spot.

"Mmm..."

"Mmm
is right. For the amount I spent on the damn thing."

"So
Suki, how much of your budget goes on ass toys?" For the first time
in the 30ish hours I'd known the woman, she looked a little coy. I
grabbed the lube and added a little more to my sheathed cock. "Turn
over." For all she had liked playing the domme before, she sure
flipped over fast, revealing the lovely sight of her vermillion
slit and brownish pinkish hole above. I lined myself up behind her.
I had my eyes on the prize, as it were, but I couldn't resist
sliding my cock into her pussy. Just to add a bit more lubrication.
I thrilled at the way this activity now counted as foreplay for the
main act. It felt sublime around me, but I pulled out and applied
my cock to her arsehole. I clenched around the warming steel inside
me and pushed. And pushed some more. I reached under, pinching her
nipple a little. Then all of a sudden I was inside. Her tight,
muscular ring gripped my cock almost painfully. She pushed at my
stomach gently.

"Start fucking me with just the first inch or so, and
gradually increase." I obeyed. pushing deeper inside until I was
all the way in her, with my balls feeling the heat of her pussy.
She turned to kiss me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, but then
retreated, wanting to contrast the delicacy of my kiss with the
ferocity with which I was beginning to fuck her arse. I had begun
slowly, but with the encouragement of her pulsing hips, I was soon
slamming into her nether hole as hard as I would fuck a cunt. And
she loved it. She pushed back even harder, pushing my hips back so
that she could reach her clit. As she rubbed herself, her fingers
fluttered against my balls. The plug in my own arse had heated, and
every squeeze felt like a miniature orgasm. I couldn’t hold off any
longer. My cum exploded inside her, seemingly milked out of me by
her own orgasm. I collapsed forward, but had the presence of mind
to pull my weight off her almost at once. Always the
gentleman.

“
You
have no idea how good that felt.”

“
I
have a feeling that I soon will.”

She
chuckled, a sound that seemed to ripple deliciously over my
sensitised body. We snuggled together, after a brief interlude
cleaning up at the small sink installed in the corner. Perhaps it
was weird to feel a sudden glow of gratitude towards my mum and dad
for their bedroom sink obsession, but I did.

She
opened her cupboard door and revealed a tableau which reminded me
of the postcard Trey sent me from Amsterdam a year or two ago,
featuring a display in a sex shop window. I recognised dildos, butt
plugs, anal beads, whips, but the use of some of the other
implements eluded me. She chuckled at my expression. She took out a
vibrator about the size of an index finger and said “Let’s try
this...”

I
lay back on my belly with my knees spread. A soft buzzing was
followed by a delicious fluttering around my sensitised hole. She
pushed it firmly against my perineum and reached through to stroke
my dripping cock once more. When she slid her precum-lubed finger
against the frenulum, I squeaked and jerked, at the slightly
too-intense stimulation.

"You
mentioned that you liked to er, turn the tables." I have no idea
why I said it, but the opportunities that phrase opened were
tantalising.

"Did
I, now?"

"Can
I see your cock?"

"Of
course!" she said with a squeak of joy in her voice. She opened her
cupboard of delights again and began laying dildos out on the bed
for me to peruse. There were five in all, varying in
size.

"I
think this one. To begin with." It was quite a bit smaller than my
own, both in length, and more importantly girth. In fact, it was
only slightly larger at the base than the steel plug I already had
inside me. I wondered what it might be like to go for a run with it
in. It might be a problem concealing the enormous erection it would
surely give me, not to mention the dampness of precum on my
shorts.

"I
really like this butt plug."

"You
can't keep it." she whispered in my ear. She slid her hand along my
arm, to the dildo in my hand. She took it from me and pushed it
through the O-ring in the middle of the harness she wore. I
wondered how many people she'd fucked with it. She was about to
have one more. I bent over and presented my arse to her, mirroring
the posture that she had displayed to me before. I looked round and
lifted my eyebrows a fraction.

She
took hood of the plug's base and pulled it gently. It slid from me,
slowly. I sighed at the sudden feeling of emptiness. The contrast
was delicious. I heard the sound of the pump mechanism of the lube
bottle, and then squeezed my ass involuntarily at the feeling of
cold lube.

"Finger my ass first."

"Don't say ass, dear, it's a ghastly Americanism."

"Don't be racist." I pouted at her, my voice raising to a
moan as her slim fingers entered me. I felt her gradually increase
the stretch as I had done. I felt incredibly vulnerable. It was
weird to be on the receiving end after fucking her in this manner
less than an hour before. I had a new found respect for Suki as
well as the women I'd fucked before her. Usually sex is a time when
I feel less conscious than usual. I'm so focused on the presence of
a hot naked girl, her soft skin and hot cunt or mouth around my
dick, the sound of her moaning and the taste of her cunt. I wasn't
used to having epiphanies in these situations. But, as she said,
there's a first time for everything.

The
tip of her dildo pushed inside. I could have put her hand against
her as she had done to me, but I was determined to experience this
all the way, fully surrendering to her and whatever she wanted to
do, contrasting with my fearfulness of the night before. The dildo
was a soft jelly material and tapered to the tip, so she didn't
bother with the graduated process she had coached me through;
slowly, she pushed her whole length into me. As she penetrated me,
I savoured the delicious sensation of her tits brushing against my
back as my arse gradually filled.

"Just concentrate on relaxing as much as you can. How is
it?"

"Wow... I'm glad I chose the little one."

"Too
much?"

"No,
it's good. Really good.” She started thrusting a little faster,
little fluttery movements barely withdrawing an inch from the hilt
and then back again.

Before long she was fucking me for real. She wrapped my
fingers round my forearms and kissed my neck as she moved inside
me. Then she pulled out. I nearly whined like a dog at the
emptiness.

"Don't worry. Come over here and straddle me." she said,
sitting back on the bed. The harness and dildo were an ornament to
her pale skin. I shuffled over, and impaled myself on her. This
position was quite a bit more comfortable, and I felt gloriously
wanton bouncing on her cock. She wrapped her hand round my dick,
and leaned forward a little to take me in her mouth. I slowed down
a bit then, trying to prolong the moment as long as
possible.

Her
cock in my arse.

My
cock in her mouth.

I
tried to verbalise how I was about to come but all that came out of
my mouth was incoherent gasps. She seemed to understand, judging by
how she stared into my eyes and intensified the vacuum in her
mouth.

I
seemed to float for a long moment on a knife-edge of pleasure,
before exploding in a gasping, shuddering orgasm.

I
collapsed in her arms. She bore my weight for a long minute, then
shifted. Her dildo pulled out, the emptiness now feeling welcome
rather than intolerable. She slipped off the harness and slid under
the bed covers, lifting them up to invite me in. I slid in,
savouring her body heat on my skin. At first I had intended to slip
back to my brother's room, to avoid any questions in the morning,
but found now that I couldn't care less.

We
fell asleep like that.