Page 116 of Wicked Little Secret
I can only remain in position as, slowly, Professor Theron begins moving it in and out of me. The plug slips deeper inside my snug channel before it retreats like it’s about to be pulled out. Then it’s returning, deep and weighty, spreading and stretching me all over again.
“You’re doing so well, Miss Oliver,” he praises as I moan. “Is your greedy little pussy jealous?”
The blindfold’s thrown off my spatial orientation whiletoo many sensations envelop my body. I can barely figure out how to nod my headyes.
He laughs as I do and almost drop the vibrator.
“Keep the vibrator against your clit. It feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes!” I pant. “So good.”
“And the plug?”
I groan in answer and he laughs, giving it another thrust deeper.
“Do you want my cock instead?” he asks.
“I want to come.”
He swats at my ass. “What have I said, Miss Oliver? In due time. You have to earn it first.”
He twists it in and out of me in rough, circular motions that have me thrashing. I can barely remember to keep the vibrator against my pussy as the aching stretch in my ass holds my attention.
The intrusion that’s been a pain in the ass—literally—has begun to awaken a pulse of pleasure deep inside me.
As Professor Adler screws the plug in and out of my tight rear channel, I find myself moaning for more. My thrashes of protest become thrashes of pleasure as my elbow gives out and I crash down on the bed. I lay on my stomach, my arm under me so I can position the vibrator right where I want it, and I hike my hips up to offer him myself.
My ass hanging in the air as my throaty whines beg him to continue.
He plays with me some more, twisting the plug and then reaching under me to push two fingers into my pussy.
Stars shoot before my closed eyes and I erupt without even thinking. My first orgasm of the night blows through me so violently, I’m left panting and spasming.
It takes me several seconds to come down and realize Professor Adler’s carefully pulling the plug out of me.
“Suck,” he says.
I part my lips to taste the bulbous toy that was entrenched in my ass seconds ago. Pineapple flavor explodes on my tongue, revealing the flavored lube that’s been used.
“Do you taste good?”
“Mhmmm.”
“Are you ready for my cock?” he asks, fondling my dripping pussy lips.
“I need it… I want it… put it in!” I moan.
“Your pussy… or your ass?” he asks, and I can practically hear the triumph in his voice.
“My ass!” I call out. “Put it in my ass, Professor Adler! Please!”
“Spread.”
The direct manner in which he speaks never fails to make me shudder.
Now is one of those times as I hurriedly spread myself wider. My juices slide from my pussy, down the inside of my thighs.
Rustling noises behind me reveal Professor Adler’s stripping down himself. The bed shifts with his added weight again.