The plugging
“I’m ready” she called from the bedroom as I made my way down the hallway. “I just need your finishing touches”
I smiled as I saw her standing nervously at the foot of the bed. It was tradition for our wedding anniversary to go out to a fancy restaurant for dinner. This time, our third together, would just have a little added tension.
“You look amazing” I cooed, staring her up and down. She did too, her big brown eyes sparkling and her brown curly hair pulled over her right shoulder. Her shiny white smile revealed a nervous energy within her, though well masked by her makeup and calm demeanour.
A figure hugging black dress exposed her gym earned curvature, blue sequins adorning the silky fabric. The low cut shape highlighted her double d breasts and her toned legs were clad in black stockings, heels capping off her outfit.
“There is just one thing missing…” she nodded, her head directing me towards the small wooden box on our marital bed. “Could you help me with it?”
I took her hand, guiding her to the bed and she automatically crawled forward onto her hands and knees, wiggling her backside at me seductively. Her dress rode up slightly, revealing the black lace of the tops of her stockings, garter belt straps snaking up into her dress.
Wasting little time, I slid my hands up her thighs and folded the back of her dress up, exposing her perfect, round derrière. It was a sight to behold, pantyless and naturally exposed to reveal her already slick slit and perfect asshole.
I parted her cheeks with my fingers, my tongue swirling around her sacred hole, waxed smooth yesterday along with her pussy. Her desperate moans were instantaneous and filled with gratitude as i probed inside her with the tip.
Stepping back to admire the view, my fingers invaded her cunt, slick with juices and desire. She twisted back over her shoulder to look at me, fire in her eyes.
“I don’t think you are even going to need lube tonight…” she groaned. She wasn’t wrong, and I slipped my fingers from her, her slick slime glinting in the light.
I traced my index finger up to her ass, gently pressing against it to feel her tightness. Usually she would take a while to warm up to my invasion, but tonight she was having none of it, pressing back against me until my index finger was absorbed into her inner sanctum.
She didn’t need any warming up, she was ready.
“Please don’t stop….” she begged desperately. I could feel her pulse pounding within her before she continued. “…cancel the Uber, please I can’t take it, just fuck my ass right now!”
I slid from her and ignored her pleas, flicking open the box, the lid sitting up on its hinges. Inside, the 3 inch stainless steel butt plug was glowing, it’s rainbows jewel in the base glistening as I took it between my fingers.
I brought it to her cunt lips, smearing it up and down her slit to collect juices before sliding it inside. Retrieving it, I placed it up at her anus, gently pushing against the restriction.
I gently pulsed against it, allowing her time to resist and then relax before another small push, each iteration seeing tiny increments of progress inside her. On the fourth or fifth cycle she gasped, allowing the intrusion inside her as her asshole absorbed the plug with a slight pop and then sealed around the small shaft of the toy.
She gasped and groaned, swaying slightly as she got used to the feeling. My phone beeped in my pocket and there was a toot in the driveway.
“Perfect timing” I said, scooting her dress down to cover all evidence of the crime in progress as she let out a frustrated groan. “Uber is here”
“Tonight’s going to be one hell of a night…” she said intensely as she stood, adjusting herself carefully with a dark and deep grin. Before we made for the door she did one last, unexpected act.
Taking my wrist in her hand, she guided it upwards, her eyes looking deeply into mine. She parted her lips, taking the finger that had just been inside her between them, licking and sucking all the juices clean.
“Tonight’s going to be one hell of a night…” she repeated.
