His Dirty Secret

Isobel hiccupped, tears falling freely down her face again. She didn’t think that she’d ever felt so desperate before.

“I want you to try to breathe calmly, okay?” Tyler had moved to behind her now. “I’m going to go slowly, but it might still feel uncomfortable at first.”

She nodded as though she understood, but in all honesty she had no idea what he was about to do. And she really didn’t care so long as it involved him doing something, anything, to alleviate the fire.

With her legs still in the spreader bar, Tyler didn’t have to tell her to open them, and he had a clear view of where he wanted to be. Her beautifully swollen sex was on display, her pussy lips glistening with her juices and her clit looked so inviting that his tongue itched to swirl around it.

But that wasn’t what his aim was right now. Now he wanted to break her ass in so that he could enjoy sinking his cock into it at a later time. He knew he was too large for her to be able to accommodate him inside it right now, but with a little coaxing and patience she would be able to one day.

Isobel felt the warmth of his fingers as he slid them between her lips, finding her clit and making her moan in response. He gently rolled a finger over the hood, sending shockwaves of pure pleasure racing through Isobel’s body before he plunged it deep inside her waiting slit, pulling it back out and then plunging it deeper.

Isobel almost forgot to breathe as he massaged her inner walls for what felt like an indeterminable length of time, bringing her orgasm closer with each finger thrust and flick of her clit. “Does that feel good, Isobel?”

She moaned in response, her body pushing against him in another silent plea. Tyler laughed softly and gave her a gentle swat on the rump. “Patience, darlin’, patience.” He slid the tip of his finger over her sensitive asshole, and pushed softly once more. “You are so ready, aren’t you, Isobel?”

She didn’t even try to pretend that she didn’t know what he was talking about, and she gave a small kitten-like mewl of assent and pushed back against his hand again.

Tyler reached for an object he had placed on the floor along with a few other items. As Isobel felt him push it against her slick pussy, she thought that it might be a vibrator, and she moaned again, willing him to hurry up and put it in her. She couldn’t remember a time when she’d ever felt so desperate to be fucked, and she really didn’t care if it was by a cock, a finger or a dildo.

She almost screamed with frustration when he pulled the object away from her instead of inserting it. “Please, Tyler!” She was panting, needing release but not being allowed it. “Please!”

She was about to plead again when she felt the cool hardness of the longed for item touch her ass. Was he going to…? Her thoughts trailed off as it became very apparent that he was going to when he applied even more pressure and she felt her ass give a little. “You said you weren’t going to…”

“I know what I said, Isobel, but you are so ready for this and I want to see how you cope with both your cunt and your ass being fucked.” Tyler was so hard he hurt, and he wanted nothing more than to slam his cock inside her and fuck her mercilessly. But, he knew that this was the perfect opportunity for him to test her limits a little, and he really did want to see how she handled it.

He pushed the butt plug in a little further, giving Isobel’s ass time to adjust to the invasion as he rotated it slightly. His large hand was steady and calming on the small of her back, and he slowly inched the plug into her. Isobel groaned at the burning sensation she experienced as the plug was pushed into her until the thickest part filled her, and then the burning eased as her body became accustomed to the intrusion.

From her position on all fours, she squirmed and pushed back into Tyler as his hand roamed down her sweat-slickened back, gasping and moaning and already panting with desire at the feeling of being filled in such a taboo way.

He rubbed his palm over her buttocks, caressing the already fading red marks that his spanking had left on her creamy skin. “Absolutely beautiful,” he murmured as though to himself, and Isobel wasn’t sure if he was talking about her or the marks he had given her. He smacked her ass, making her yelp in surprise and pain even as a moan escaped her when the plug that was so firmly ensconced in her ass moved deliciously deeper.