Pulling my head over to him, I put out my tongue and licked his big cock. Warm and smooth, it felt lovely under my tongue. Sven’s natural scent and flavor filled my senses.
“No,” he said, grabbing my hand as I moved to hold his cock.
So that I didn’t do it again, he took both my hands and lay them flat against the cushion. My head action continued in earnest as I greedily gulped his magnificent member. At his encouragement, I went a little deeper, the head of his cock pressing against the back of my throat.
Not pushing it right away, he pulled back, letting me recover, before forging ahead. The gagging wasn’t too bad. It hurt a little at first but soon subsided as my gag reflex gave in, allowing his cock to continue far down my throat. Not all the way but damn close.
Pulling out so I could breathe easier, he massaged my neck as I coughed, wiping away my tears with a tissue.
“Good girl,” he cooed. “You took my cock like a champ. Now I’ll reward you.”
It was like nothing. Sven lifted me easily despite my weight, laying me against his chest. The head of his cock pressing enticingly against me, he stretched me again. My moans were muffled by his mouth as he kissed me.
Dipping a hand down, between my thighs, he felt my pussy. He felt how insanely wet I was, every fiber of me yearning for him. As though sensing this with some kind of dom-sense, he stood, my arms and waist going around him as he carried me effortlessly into his bedroom.
Face down on the bed, I wondered what was next. Likely more with my ass, which I really did like, but the question was what?
The answer came soon enough. Not with a verbal explanation but instead with the sound of a drawer, followed by the snap of a plastic cap.
“Oh!” I gasped, as the cool lube flowed down over my ass and pussy.
I’d heard the buzz before, from my roommate at college who was best friends with her vibrator. This one was different though— quieter.
It wasn’t until it was most of the way in that I recognized the shape. It was a rabbit vibrator, angled just right to hit my clit, and hard.
Leaving that toy vibrating inside me, Sven prepared the next one. It almost felt like a shock when he broke contact. I’d gotten so used to his hands on me that I was already starting to miss them as soon as he’d taken them off me.
It wasn’t a long wait. The cool lubed tip of the next toy was pressing up against my little virgin ass before long. A butt plug of the smaller type was easing inside, with Sven stroking my lower back to ease the way as he worked it in, inch by inch.
“That’s a good pet,” he told me. “Let me open up your little ass hole so I can do whatever I want to it.”
Now that I was basically double penetrated, Sven took hold of both bases and made it official, working the two toys gently inside me. It was hitting all the right spots, making me close to ecstasy within mere minutes.
I wasn’t sure how long it would take for me to orgasm. Even masturbation wasn’t something I’d really indulged in, Sven being the first to really break down my barriers and admit what I wanted.
Part of why I was so willing to be with him was that he was the only one who could do that. The fact that he had me coming over and over only served as further evidence.
They hit me all at once, orgasms like anvils from both my clit and my ass. I let go and watched my pussy juices squirt all over the bed as I moaned while experiencing the deepest pleasure I’d ever felt in my life.
“Very good,” Sven praised me. “Just let your tight little virgin pussy hole open up all the way and cum for me, just like that. There you go. Let go so your Master can take control. Yeah, just like that, pet. Good girl.”
Gently removing the toys, he replaced the vibrator with his fingers, getting me right to the edge before pulling back. He did it again and again, until I was near tears, begging him to please let me cum.
His attention felt wonderful, but the drop offs were starting to almost hurt. He took pity on me and bowed his head. His tongue lapped my pussy lips and then the lips of his mouth sucked my clit as I came again, harder than ever, screaming out his name.
“You’re staying here tonight,” he said, it in no way sounding like a request.
The question tugged inside me, begging to be asked. I was curious to know if it meant I did well and whether he wanted to take my virginity soon. That was certainly the implication of him telling me to sleep with him in his bed, but it would still be nice to hear.