Sizing You Up

Finally done for the day. I did not feel like working, but I needed to finish that last batch of lesson planning before next week. It made me slightly more productive knowing I’d get to see you at the end of the day. Now I can rest. Or rather, play.

I love this apartment building. The bare brick walls have such a good texture. Sometimes I run my fingers along the brick as I walk down the hall.

Maybe I’ll move here next spring, when my lease is up. Then I wouldn’t have to fight traffic every time I want to see you. On the other hand, the anticipation makes seeing you that much sweeter.

Mmm, is it dinner time already? Something smells rich and savory. I always look forward to our time together. Today, though, I’m a little extra excited. I bought a new toy yesterday. And I’m hoping you’ll help me use it...

“Hey, babe.”

“Hi, you.”

Mmm, you’re so handsome. Even in a plain white button-up and jeans, I can’t get enough of looking at you.

I kick my shoes off and let my feet sink into your freshly-vacuumed carpet. Your apartment is so cozy and inviting, with comfortable chairs and colorful paintings on the walls.

“Mm, what are you cooking? That smells amazing. It’s savory and spicy, but I think I also smell...chocolate?”

The table’s already set for two, and you’ve made one of my favorite meals...but my mind is on other things. Luckily, the chili will only improve with time.

“Actually, I had a late lunch.”

“Want some help working up an appetite?”

Your eyes meet mine, dark and intense. I bite my lip, thinking of the surprise tucked into my purse.

“I brought something.”

“Oh? What kind of something?”

I pull out the small black box and lay it on the table. I slide the top off and push it towards you.

“Is that…? Oh, this looks like fun.”

You pull the butt plug out of the box and gently caress its smooth firmness. I bite my lip, watching your hands.

“After last time, when you let me try one of yours, I just had to have one of my own.”

You turn the toy over in your hands. It looks larger now than it did in the store. The flared base is inlaid with a sparkly purple gem, and you trace your finger around its outline.

“I like the purple. This is going to look so good in your ass, babe. Have you tried it yet?”

I shake my head, feeling a blush rising in my cheeks.

“I think maybe…I got carried away at the store? It’s so big.”

“I thought that too when I got mine. Don’t worry.”

You pull me into your lap. I trail my hands up your arms, feeling your flexing strength as you draw me closer. Then, your mouth meets mine. Mmm, you taste so good. Your arms are around me. Your hands on the small of my back, holding me up.

“I think I know just the thing.”

You pick up the plug again. I never get tired of watching your hands move.

“Do you want to try your new toy?”

I’m nervous, but…it felt so good last time you played with my asshole. I nod.

“Yeah. I trust you -- oh!”

Your eyes sparkle at me and you stand up, scooping me more firmly in your arms.

“Let’s take this to bed, then.”

“Yeah, okay.”

I love the way you grip my ass, holding me close to you. You carry me into your room and we fall into your bed.

I reach for you, running my fingers through your short hair. I love messing it up after you comb it. I rub behind your ears, and you lean into my touch. I pull your head down, and your lips meet mine again…but too soon you’re breaking the kiss, moving down my body. Not that I want to complain, because you’ve slipped one hand under my shirt...

I love the ways you touch me: caressing my breasts, squeezing my nipples just the way I like. My legs fall open.

“Here, let’s get this off you.”

I lift my hips, so you can take off the lace panties I was wearing. Now I’m bare, stretched out on your bed in front of you. Goosebumps coat my skin.

“Mm, I love seeing you spread out on my bed like this.”

I reach for the buttons on your shirt, but you catch my wrist in your hands.

“Uh-uh, I just want to look at you right now, baby.”

“Oh, okay. Will you tell me what to do?”

“Hmm. Put your hands behind your head.”

I tuck my hands behind my head. I secretly love when you get a little bossy. You push my shirt up, and lean in for quick kisses on my nipples.

“Stay right there.”

My hands are pressed behind my head. My shirt is pushed out of the way, exposing my breasts. My skirt is flipped up around my waist. My legs are open. You’re still dressed, just looking at me with that lazy grin on your face. Slowly, you roll up your sleeves.

I just want you to touch me. But clearly, you’re enjoying this moment of anticipation

“You’re so beautiful. I love just looking at you.”

You scatter kisses down my body: lips, neck, breasts, belly...thighs. Kissing your way lower and lower.

“Touch your breasts for me, love?”

“Yes, please.”

I cup my breasts in my palms, squeezing roughly. Then, I gently graze my fingertips along the edges of my nipples. You spread my pussy with your fingers and plant a barely-there kiss on my clit.

I arch into you, wanting more. You finally slide your tongue across me and your hands grip my thighs. Yes. Your mouth feels so good on my pussy. I roll my nipples between my fingers as you devour me. Your mouth is warm and sweet and electric, sending little thrills up and down my body.

I almost forget the butt plug, until you move even lower. Your strong hands are on my ass, spreading me apart and lifting me to your mouth.

“Is this okay? I want to taste you.”

I nod. We’ve only done this a couple times. I’m always nervous, but…you’re the one offering.

“Baby? You gotta tell me if you want it.”

I close my eyes so I can focus on the words I want. You’re running the lightest fingertip around my asshole, and the touch sends shivers up my spine.

“Please?”

“Please what, baby?”

“Yes, please yes, taste me. I want your mouth all over me.”

You turn your head to drop a kiss on my thigh.

“Mm. What else do you want, babe?”

“I want you to open me up. Spread me open...I want you to help me take my new toy.”

You kiss and nibble on my inner thigh and I squirm even more.

“Please, I need your mouth on me.”

I push my hips up desperately, and there you are...sucking at my clit again, licking my pussy in long, delicious strokes. Then, yes, yes, dipping lower, circling the sensitive ring of my asshole...

“How are you so good with your tongue?”

You kiss the tight ring of muscles until I feel myself melting in your hands. I open my eyes when you stop.

“Shh, I’m coming right back.”

You push your sleeves up again, and reach for the gloves and lube on the nightstand. A strand of hair falls in your eyes as you concentrate. I love watching you.

You pull one glove on, then drizzle lube across your hand, swirling it around to coat your fingers. Then you look up, your eyes catching mine and holding me still.

“Lie back for me?”

“Okay.”

“Hands behind your head again, baby. I want all your attention on me.”

You know just what I need. The pressure of my head holding my hands down grounds me. It’s like you’re holding me in place without even touching me...just your dark eyes watching me.

“Open up for me, okay?”

Your fingers are cool against my opening. I breathe deep and focus on letting each muscle relax.

“There you go...that’s it.”

You press the tip of one finger into me, and it’s enormous. What was I thinking, buying that big plug? I’ll never get it in!

“Yes.”

You’re leaning forward, reaching your free hand toward me, one finger still just barely inside me. I pull my hands out from behind my head and grab onto your hand.

“It’s okay, we’re only going to do things if they feel good. There’s no timeline here. Just tell me what you’re feeling.”

I focus on the sensations.

“I feel you inside me, just a little bit.”

“That’s right.”

“I want more. Can you go deeper? Slow?”

“Deep breath, babe.”

I fill my lungs just as you slip deeper inside me. Oh, that feels good. Your eyes on mine. Your finger inside me. I feel you spreading me open. You lean forward to kiss me, and I reach up to meet you. Your tongue slides into my mouth, taking me over. Your finger is twisting inside me, slipping in and out, working me open.

“That’s right, baby, let me in.”

I barely notice you adding a second finger. The sense of fullness in my ass increases as you stretch me open, but you have me thoroughly distracted with kisses. I don’t know how you can do everything at once. You’re nipping at my lower lip, making sparks shoot straight to my pussy. But at the same time you’re fucking my ass with your fingers…

I feel so full of your fingers… even though there’s nothing in my pussy. I want you to fill me everywhere.

“Ready to try three fingers?”

“Yes, I--oh!”

You tease the edges of my asshole again, coaxing your way in.

“Try to push me out, baby.”

Obediently, I bear down, and feel your fingers entering me.

“It’s so much!”

“I know, I know. But you’re taking it. I know you can do it.”

I cling to your free hand, squeezing my eyes shut. Your fingers are gentle as they slip slowly into me. It’s so much more than we tried last time...I’ve never been this full. Then you start to move again, fucking me with three fingers...oh my god.

“Just breathe, baby. Just breathe.”

In and out. In..and out. I breathe as you fuck my ass.

“You’re so open for me. I love the way your hole sucks my fingers in.”

“I think you’re ready to try your new toy now.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

You slow your movements, watching my every twitch as your fingers still. Then you’re sliding out of me, leaving me open and longing. Empty.

“Here we go.”

With my eyes half-closed, the plug doesn’t look as big as it did before. You lube it up, and lean down to position it at my asshole. I tilt my hips up for you, and there it is: cool, firm, smooth. Sliding possessively into me. You’ve stretched me open until it can slide in easily. Even the thickest part of its bulge feels just right. My muscles grab onto the silicone and hold it in place.

“Oh, my god, that feels so good.”

“Mm, Look at you just taking that right in.”

You tap on the base of the toy, sending little jolts through me. Each tiny movement of the plug feels expansive. Like it fills my whole body and demands my full attention. I shift my hips, feeling at once both stuffed full and achingly empty. Despite the insistent pressure of the toy inside me, I still want more.

“Please…fuck me?”

You set your glove aside, watching me squirm as I try to get the relief I want. There’s a half-smile playing across your face as you watch me.

“Feels good?”

“Stop teasing and fuck me!”

Then you’re sliding your fingers into my pussy.

“Oh!”

“You’re so wet for me, baby.”

I grind against you, feeling impossibly full and open...wanting it all.

“Yes, please yes!”

I don’t know what to do with my hands, so I shove them behind my head again. I just want to focus on the sensations you’re giving me, the way you’re deep inside me, touching me in places I didn’t even know had nerve endings.

Each motion of your fingers inside me presses against the plug in my ass, and every movement of my hips pushes the plug back against your fingers. You shift your weight for better leverage, and then you’re moving your arm faster now, ramming into me harder and harder.

“Please, please, please, please!”

“Please what, baby?”

I don’t even know what I’m asking for, except more, more, please more. You understand, though. You lean down, and you don’t stop fucking me but your free hand spreads me open. Then, oh…yes.

My ass is so full of my new plug, my pussy is full of you, your fingers curling into me in the way that makes me fall apart, and your mouth. Your mouth is on my clit, and everything is hot wet warm soft sweet. Yes, yes, yes!

“Kiss me?”

“God, that was...God, you’re still inside me, oh!”

You twitch your fingers inside me, and I shudder all over again.

“Too much?”

“Maybe? God, I came so hard.”

“Deep breath, love.”

You slide out of me. Your fingers jostle the plug where it still sits, cradled by the snug ring of muscles in my ass.

“Do you want me to take this out?”

I shake my head, feeling wonderfully fuzzy in my post-orgasm haze. I don’t want to lose this lovely fullness, the pressure I feel every time I move, every time I shift my weight.

“No, not yet. I want to keep it in for now. But cuddle me?”

“Of course, baby. Of course.”

My eyes are drifting closed as you lie down next to me and pull me close. I burrow my face into your shoulder, lifting one hand to stroke your face. Your skin is damp with sweat. Some of your hair has stuck to your forehead.

“Did you say you made brownies?”

Your arms are around me, and I feel held and safe. Also very, very fucked.

“Mmm-hm. Chili and brownies.”

“You’re wonderful.”

“So are you, baby.”