“Why?”
“It’s not that comfortable.”
“You won’t get used to it if we take it out and it will be more uncomfortable for you tonight if you don’t wear it. I am going to take your ass tonight and you do want the plug to stretch you. You’ll forget about it soon enough. If we don’t get going we won’t have time to get to the lake and back. Come on.”
Taking a deep breath, Theresa vowed to take the plug out first chance she got alone and quickly dressed for the hike.
Alan led her out the back of the cabin, the area was beautiful. He held her hand as they walked and he carried a back pack. The ground was rough and the path steep, Theresa was glad of Alan’s hand as she slipped more than once.
It didn’t seem very long and they were at a beautiful lake. It was quiet and serene and Theresa loved it. Alan sent Theresa to explore, telling her not to go out of his sight and stay back from the edge of the lake while he laid out the blanket and things for the picnic and got a fishing pole.
Watching her explore was like watching a small child first discovering things. She laughed in delight at the chipmunks and jumped when she saw a bear from a distance.
Soon she wandered back to where he was leaning against a rock and crawled into his lap. “Thank you, this is beautiful. Just what I needed to get away. I hope we can come here often.” She smiled at him.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself. If you really like maybe we will look for a place of our own,” he told her, handing her a sandwich and bottle of water.
They ate quietly enjoying the sounds of nature and the lapping water. When they finished the meal, Alan packed everything away and stretched his legs out, pulling Theresa to lie between them, and pillowing her head on his chest. He patted her back and rubbed her hair, telling her about his life, family and time in the army. Soon his words had the desired effect and she was sleeping soundly. Alan didn’t normally sleep during the day, but he also closed his eyes and relaxed listening to her breathing and the sounds of nature.
Chapter Twenty-Three
That evening, Alan grilled steaks for the two of them out on the deck. Once dinner was done and cleaned up, Alan took Theresa’s hand. Time to play out one of his favorite fantasies. Cowboy and Indian maiden. He suspended Theresa from the trees and flogged her to several orgasms, torturing his little Indian maiden. When he didn’t think she could come any more, he carried her back to the hot tub and crawled in beside her.
Letting her rest for a while, he looked forward to the rest of the evening. He had plenty of lube and several condoms. He kept his promises. He had made her wear the large plug most of the late afternoon and while he was playing with her, taking it out before he put her in the hot tub. It wasn’t as large as he was, but it would do a good job of stretching her for him.
He lay there in the warm water and enjoyed his surroundings. Was anyone else on the planet as lucky as he was? He had a beautiful, submissive woman who would do anything for him, good friends and all the money he needed. He couldn’t think of anything else he could want or need.
Time to get the rest of the evening underway. Laying Theresa’s head on the pad designed into the side of the tub, he made sure she was supported and would not fall into the water. He didn’t want her to drown while he was fucking her.
Lifting her hands, he slipped the ropes he had prepared earlier over her wrists, making sure they weren’t too tight. Moving the supports that had been built into the tub, he adjusted them under her, positioning her as he wanted her.
Time to wake his girl. Straddling her hips, he leaned down and cupping her face in his hands, kissed her awake.
Theresa woke to Alan kissing her and running his hands over her body. She tried to stretch only to find her hands fastened above her head and her legs spread wide and attached to supports in the tub, so that she was floating , her head the only thing above water. He kissed and licked and sucked his way down her body, using his hands and mouth on her, gently lifting her up from the water.
When he got to the apex of her legs, he lifted her and kissed and licked, using his mouth and tongue over her folds, from her clit to her back hole. Concentrating on her rear hole, he licked and sucked, rimming her. Slowly he inserted his tongue gently inside her rear hole, fucking it in and out in the same manner he planned to use his cock soon.
Working his way back up her body, he positioned himself over her. “I’m going to take your ass tonight. Use your safe word if it becomes too much.”
“Yes, Sir, red to stop if it’s too much,” she answered him.
Alan grabbed the lube and holding her up out of the water with one hand liberally lubed her ass, reaming one, then two, then three fingers inside her, stretching her for him.
“Ohh, that feels so good, I never knew it would feel like that.” Theresa had never really thought too much about anal sex. She had read about it in some of her books, but it didn’t sound like something she would like. The experience of it was different, as was everything with Alan. He made everything different. He was a kind and considerate lover and becoming a very good friend. She didn’t know what her life would be like without him in it. She couldn’t imagine a future without Alan.
He was slowly fucking his fingers in and out of her ass. She had never felt anything like it. Each time he went in, he spread them wider and wider. The feelings were incredible and Theresa’s body was responding in ways she never though she could. Every time Alan pulled back she instinctively reached out for him, wanting more. Her pussy was contracting, also wanting attention, and her poor little clit was throbbing.
“Ohh, more, I need more, take me, now, please.” She pleaded, wanting more, wanting him inside her. She needed to be filled, needed more than his fingers.
“Yes, you’re close, aren’t you, baby, just relax and when I say take a deep breath and hold it. It’s going to sting for a minute, but I want you to breathe through it and just feel,” he told her as he leaned down to kiss her again.
Working more lube into her and liberally applying it to himself, Alan fitted himself to her. “Take a deep breath, now,” he told her as he slowly began to push in.
She was so tight, it was going to be torture to move slow enough not to hurt her, but he was determined to go slow and easy with her. He wanted to make the experience good for her and didn’t want to hurt her.
She was wiggling her little ass and making the most exotic sounds, he knew she was enjoying this as much as he was. Slowly he continued to push in, inch by inch, until he was fully inside her. Holding himself, he gave her a minute to adjust.
“How are you doing, are you okay?” he asked her, but could tell by her movements and sounds she was enjoying this.