Winning Her Heart

“Would you like to try something a bit different?” he asked.

“Sure,” I enthused, willing to let him do anything he wanted.

Spreading my legs, Jayden stroked the head of his cock against my pussy, getting me ready for action, before slipping almost all the way in. Getting his hands under my ass, he lifted me up, so we were face to face. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. A repeat of how we had made out back at the ball. When he made sure I was comfortable, Jayden began to slide me up and down his cock, grinding right up against my clit, making me moan. It was the best sex I’d ever had because we could look each other in the eye and kiss while he fucked me, working his monster cock deep in my pussy until I felt like I was going to burst.

Jayden held fast, kissing me softly as I started to cum, my whole body shaking against him.

I felt the mattress come back up under me as he laid me down, pulling out of my pussy and making me feel every inch. Before he could get any other ideas, I got a hold of his shaft and started to stroke, buying time until I could get my mouth down there, half swallowing his cock. Jayden gently stroked my hair as I gulped his cock, his moans mixing with the small sucking sounds I was making. Nursing a massive load up out of his balls and into my mouth, swallowing it all down.

“Good girl,” he beamed, stroking my cheek.

“Thanks, baby,” I whispered.

“Would you like to try something else?”

“Yes, honey, anything you want.”

Keeping his hand on my cheek, he opened a drawer in the nearest night table and took out a nicely wrapped gift.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“Open it and see,” Jayden teased.

I untied the ribbon, trembling with excitement as I lifted the lid on the box. The bottle of lube I recognized well enough, the other thing not so much.

“It’s called a butt plug, sweetheart,” he said, no doubt noticing my confusion, “it makes anal sex easier, as does the lube.”

“You want to put it in my ass?” I asked, making sure I understood correctly.

“Only if you think you can handle it.”

My cheeks burned, but even so, I wasn’t opposed to the idea. “I’ll certainly try.”

“Turn over, sweetheart.”

Turning over onto all fours, I could feel Jayden shifting me slightly getting me into just the right position. The familiar snap of a plastic cap was followed by a cool dribble of lube against my spread asshole. This was followed by the tip of the butt plug pressing gently against me.

“Try to relax, baby,” he said, stroking the small of my back.

“Okay.”

It must have worked because the plug eased right into me as Jayden stroked my pussy with his other hand. I knew it as soon as the plug was in place. The edges of the flared base brushed lightly against my ass cheeks.

As we waited for the plug to do its work, Jayden took me from behind, holding me by the hips and driving into me deep. It felt a little different with the plug in my ass, but I liked it, and by the sounds he was making, Jayden was enjoying it, too.

Jayden placed his hand on the small of my back again and withdrew the butt plug, leaving my asshole stretched and ready. He added more lube to me, as well as to his cock, and pressed the head into my stretched, open asshole.

“Let me know if it hurts,” he said, easing into me.

“O-okay,” I gasped, taking better than I thought I might.

Getting about a third of the way in, Jayden reached around and stroked my pussy as he started to softly pump. My new husband took my anal virginity in our marriage bed. Filling up my asshole as he’d just done with my pussy, my orgasm exploded in a beautiful supernova of pure pleasure.

He came not long after, filling me with the heat of a massive load before collapsing beside me in a breathless tangle. Exhausted and spent, I snuggled into his arms, and comforted by the warmth of my new husband’s body, I quickly drifted off to sleep.

Epilogue - Krystal

Steel gray clouds hung overhead as we trudged the field, not yet muddy, though the threat was there. I tried to listen to the surrounding conversation as we went. Not to eavesdrop so much as to get used to the local dialect.

While the Scots were reputed to speak English as a first language, it was still difficult for my ear to pick up on it. Particularly when they would mix in non-English words and expressions like ‘ken’ instead of surprise and ‘jings’ in place of ‘wow.’

Jayden had done most of the talking with the Uber driver as we’d traversed the Scottish countryside to the fair site, which was only a few miles from the castle Emma had rented for us as a wedding gift.