Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
“Okay.”
“To which part?”
“All of it.”
He shivered with excitement as I reached for the lube and asked, “Which butt plug do you want inside you, Tima?”
It surprised me when he reached for the biggest plug in his display. I sat up and told him, “Lay across my lap, so we can get you ready to take that.”
He launched himself into position so quickly and enthusiastically that it made me chuckle. I slid a lubed finger into his tight little ass, and he bucked when I found his prostate. Then I took my time working him open while he moaned and wiggled on my lap.
When I lubed up the plug and started to push it into him, it was a tight fit. He mewled as the bulb stretched his hole, then drew a sharp breath when it slid inside him. Only the base remained visible, and as I caressed his butt cheek, I asked, “How does that feel, Tima?”
He murmured, “So good. I feel so full.”
“Are you ready for a nice, long spanking?”
“Yes! Fuck, yes. Please.”
He started rubbing his cock against my lap, and I said, “I won’t spank you until you hold still, luchik.”
“I forgot what that word means.”
“The literal translation is sunbeam. It’s my way of calling you the light of my life.”
He smiled at me over his shoulder before settling into place. I took a moment to admire his gorgeous ass, perfectly outlined by the straps of that jockstrap. Then I began to deliver a series of quick slaps to his cheeks.
Any concerns about causing him pain were cancelled out by his reaction. He didn’t just sort of like this. Instead, it drove him completely wild. I didn’t fully understand why it did so much for him, but I didn’t really have to. He was a grown man, and he knew what he liked and wanted. Being spanked was clearly at the top of his list, and now that I saw how much he enjoyed it, I felt bad about making him wait.
To make up for that, I kept going until his pretty little ass was nice and red. He was panting and grasping the blanket beneath us with both hands by the time I finished. Throughout it all, his erection kept digging into my thigh, a constant reminder of how much he was enjoying it.
I massaged his red cheeks, and as I spread them and tapped the base of the butt plug, I decided to build some anticipation. “I’m going to fuck you now, Tima. After I pull that plug from your ass, I’ll put you face-down on the bed and sink into you up to my balls. I’m going to pound your hole, and with every thrust my hips will slap against your sore little ass. It’ll feel like you’re getting spanked all over again.”
He moaned, and I continued, “While I’m fucking you, I’m going to grab a handful of your pretty curls, pull your head back, and whisper dirty things in your ear. Then when I’m ready, I’m going to fill you with my cum. You can come at the same time, or afterwards, but not before I do. If you have a problem with any of that, now’s your chance to speak up.”
He rasped, “Fuck yes. Now, please. All of that.” Then he scrambled off my lap and grabbed a pillow, which he shoved under his hips before getting into position for me. Apparently my little preview had worked as intended. His body was literally vibrating, and when I slid my hand underneath him, I discovered his hard cock was stretching the jockstrap and soaking it with precome.
I knelt between his legs and twisted the butt plug before pulling it out of his ass. When the bulbous part popped out, the sound he made was as much a yell as a moan. I set aside the plug and lubed my cock, and as I slid into his butt, he sighed with pleasure.
He was so responsive, so vocal, so right there in the moment, and it was a huge turn-on. I had to hold still for a few seconds, to stop myself from coming way too fast. My senses were flooded by pleasure and sensation as I watched my sweet, beautiful Tima bucking underneath me, trying to fuck himself with my cock. He was so horny and eager that it made me smile.
Finally, I started thrusting into him, ramping up quickly until I was slamming into his ass. He moaned and started rocking his hips to meet each thrust, driving me even deeper into him. I leaned forward and tangled my fingers in his hair. Then I pulled his head back—not hard, but enough so he’d know who was in charge.
That was like an aphrodisiac to him. As soon as he was pinned beneath me and realized I was firmly in control, the most uninhibited, primal yell I could ever imagine tore from his lips. I leaned in and nipped his earlobe, and told him in Russian that he was sweet and beautiful and amazing. Then I said, in English, emphasizing my words with hard thrusts into his hole, “Look at you, such a dirty little fuck toy. You love having my cock in your ass, using your hole for my pleasure. Don’t you?”