Dating During Lockdown - Love Under Lockdown

“Yes, is that okay, sir? I haven’t used it since I met you.”

“I want you to go get it.”

“Yes, sir!” she exclaimed, nearly saluting.

A few moments of audible rummaging later, she returned with an impressively large, soft silicone dildo. She had also found a bottle of lube, which I certainly understood.

“Got it!”

“Good girl. Use some of that lube on your puss,” I ordered.

Without hesitation, Brigid popped the cap, squirting a healthy portion into her hand. Then she stroked it into her pussy, pushing three fingers most of the way into herself to really work it in and get herself ready for what was to come.

“Spread your legs, love. Wide.”

“Yes, sir,” Brigid whispered, her voice thick with desire.

She did indeed open her legs wide, moving so her knees were bent over the arms. Her pretty pink pussy was open and glistening.

“I am stroking the head of my cock against your pussy,” I intoned, as though whispering into her ear.

Reacting instantly, Brigid lovingly stroked the head of the dildo against her pussy, moaning in gentle ecstasy as she did so.

“Now, I am pushing slowly inside you.”

Taking a sharp breath in, Brigid started slowly pushing the dildo in between her delicate folds.

“Moan for me, honey.”

Brigid let go, moaning long and loud, letting me know exactly how good it felt having such a big thing inside her. Eventually she got the great whale of a dildo halfway into her pussy. This all was giving me a good idea of how much she would be able to take after the lockdown was finally lifted.

Gradually, following my instructions, Brigid worked up to pounding the dildo inside herself, singing hymns to the heavens as she peaked with a massive, shuddering, g-spot orgasm.

It was amazing to see her pussy spasm and quiver as she came hard for me. So amazing it made me say something I never thought would escape my lips so soon.

“I love you, my pet,” I said, overcome with warm emotion.

“I love you, too, sir.”

Chapter Seven

Brigid

It was like heaven. My rational mind knew it wasn’t the same but I didn’t care. It was as close to Leif actually fucking me as I was able to get right then and I loved every second of it. I had never orgasmed so hard.

“Turn around, pet.”

I barely heard his words but obeyed him nonetheless, not even thinking about what it was he might have had in mind.

“Good girl. I want you to lube your asshole.”

As though on autopilot, I put the dildo down in front of me on the chair, figuring I would need it later, and got the bottle of lube. I had never done anal stuff before, but was thrilled to try if it was with him.

The lube was cold, but that was the worst of it. Aside from the initial shock, it felt really good on my asshole. Tentatively, I started massaging it in, rubbing around the outside ring, then pushing in. I let out a short moan as my fingers filled my bum, the muscles stretching in their wake.

“You okay, honey?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Now I am gently cleaning your hands with the wet wipes.”

I did so, not thinking about how he knew I had those. I just figured they must have shown up on my camera. I really didn’t know how to configure it outside of turning it on.

“Lube me up,” Leif directed.

“Yes, sir.”

I did as I was told. Getting the dildo nicely lubed, I replaced the bottle on the desk and waited for further instructions.

“I am sliding it in slowly.”

It wasn’t bad at first. Aside from the chill of the lube, it actually felt really good, easing the head of the dildo up my virgin asshole. Imagining it was Leif’s beautiful cock. I got it nearly halfway up its long shaft before I had to stop from the pain.

“Ready, honey?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I am fucking you gently.”

Taking him at his word, I moved the dildo in my tight little hole, moaning softly with each small movement.

“I’m going a bit harder.”

I started moving with more force, building up to a regular, moderated rhythm, waves of intense pleasure washing over me.

“I am reaching around and stroking your pussy.”

I gently stroked my pussy as I fucked my asshole, the pleasure getting even stronger than before. No one had ever made me feel this way.

I thought I might pass out from sheer joy as I came. Instead, I just collapsed on the chair, my face pressed up against the cool leather, panting as I tried to recover.

“I am slowly pulling out,” Leif prompted me, the game still on.

Pulling myself together, I gradually withdrew the dildo from my ass. I shuddered with every passing inch. Without much left to talk about, we logged off after saying our goodbyes, and I crawled into bed, body wracked but soul singing.

The next day was the same ritual. Meegan at work. Polly fed and dressed. The two of us rolling through the park like tourists on a safari. Leif was sat under our tree, bike beside him, reading a book. Looking stoic and beautiful.