Anal Fantasy Phone Sex – Chloe Tries Something New On You – part 2

I remove my finger, turn the bullet up a notch or two and bring the tip of it to your anus, leaving it for a few seconds, taking it away, leaving it, taking it away. You moan and your hips push back involuntarily each time I move it. I torment you like this for a few moments, working you into a state of desperation. Your cock is drooling precum on the rug below your belly. I finally decide you are ready and increase the vibrations to maximum and sink it into your hole in one easy stroke. Anal Phone Sex.

A stifled gasp from the cushion. Instead of sliding it in and out of you, I use a few fingers to guide the exposed end of the vibrator in a circle, letting the vibrations do their job. I keep this going for a few minutes, allowing you to enjoy the sensations.

I notice your hand moving down to stroke your cock and pull your wrist away.

“No. Not yet.” I take the small vibrator out of your quivering ass and apply a little more lube. This time I work two fingers into you, slowly but surely. You start to sweat and small grunts come from your throat as the rings of muscle stretch to accommodate them. I cup and squeeze your balls gently while my fingers churn in and out of your expanding asshole.

Quickly I pull out my fingers and replace them with the second vibrator, easing it in carefully as you wail into the cushion and push your hips back against my hand.

I chuckle. “Look at you now, you little butt slut!” I tease, not harshly, turning the ring on the toy to start the vibrations. Your response is a muted whimper. I start working the shaft slowly and deliberately in and out of you, imagining how utterly delectable those bumps and ridges feel as they slip and slide over those most sensitive folds of delicate tissue. My pace increases and I ream you faster, faster, savoring your long low moans as my hand pumps the thing into you wildly.

Again your hand reaches for your cock and I slap it away. I am afraid if I let you touch yourself now you will cum too quickly, despite your earlier activity.

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“Please,” you beg breathlessly, “pleeeease…” I ignore this and keep plunging the vibrator into you a while longer as your pleas turn again to moans, then abruptly withdraw it.

“Noooo!” I hear you wail into the cushion. Your hips buck at the sudden emptiness, your reddened, grasping hole abandoned.

“You want more, don’t you,” I purr, running my fingertip oh-so-lightly up and down along your crack, pausing occasionally to push just the very tip into you and out again. Your response is muffled. “I can’t hear you baby, what was that?”

“Yes.” You turn your head to the side, your face flushed and sweating. “Please, yes, I want more.”

I reach for the dildo and harness. “What is it you want more of?”

You watch me as I slip the dildo into the harness. “You know.”

I smile and pull the glove off, then begin to fasten the harness on myself. “Yes, I do know. But I want to hear you say it.”

“I … I want…” Anal Phone Sex.

The strap that passes between my lags has a shortish but thick built-in shaft that you watch me push up into myself as I secure the strap. I hold the protruding dildo in my hand; its weight and solidity feel good and the small knobs of rubber on the strap pressing against my clit give me a shiver. “Want what?”

“I want…you…to…fuck…my ass,” you finally stammer, very quietly.

I move again to kneel behind you and start smearing a handful of lube on the latex dong. “Say it louder.”

“I want you to fuck my ass,” you say, with much more conviction.

I rest the oiled pole between your cheeks. “Don’t you think you ought to say please?” I push the end down, pressure against your tense and ready hole.

“Oh my god, please, OH!” you gasp as the head suddenly slides in beyond the first ring of muscle, stretching it to its furthest yet.

I pull back out, “Please what?”

“Please oh god,” you beg, “please fuck my ass!”

Well how can I refuse such a polite request?

I press the head back in, stretching you again, feeling it press into the second ring of muscle as you groan and sob. As the second ring yields to the pressure and expands to accommodate the girth, I am sorry that in this position I can’t see the look on your face at this moment, this moment of both agony and ecstasy, piercing pain, pure pleasure that I know you are caught in.

I sink the full length of it into you. It isn’t huge but I know it feels immense to you. Anal Phone Sex.

The rod inside me and the bumps against my clit work me further into a reverie as I slowly pump my hips back and forth, pulling out almost to the tip and then easing back in, listening to the guttural animal noises escaping your throat. I pull back and apply more lube to your asshole as it strains around the dildo and then start slamming into you more aggressively. My hand reaches under you grasp your throbbing cock and you roar. I pump it as I fuck your tight ass, squeezing the base each time the probe pushes into the deepest point.

Your body is shaking and I know you are close to the edge. My cunt is creaming, grinding into you and I feel my own orgasm rising through my body.

Your howls and grunts spur me into it as I thrust into you with all my strength.

I realize that some of the moans are now my own as I cum in delicious, powerful waves. I feel your meat twitching in my hands and listen to your wails and sighs as you spurt thick gobs of cum into my cupped palm, some shooting past it to the carpet below. You cum for what seems like ages. I lean forward, pull your head back gently by the hair with one hand and bring the other cum-filled one to your mouth. You lap at it greedily and suck my fingers clean one by one.

Slowly, slowly, I ease back.

The head of the dildo makes a soft wet popping noise as I tug it gently out past the raw, tight ring. You groan at feeling the emptiness once again and collapse to your side, exhausted. Anal Phone Sex.

I extricate myself from the harness and lay down beside you, smiling at your glazed, dazed, satisfied expression. Playfuly I brush my hand through your hair and you manage to find strength to throw an arm over me, pull me closer to you. I taste your cum in your kiss.

“Thank you,” you murmur gratefully.

“You’re welcome,” I whisper back, kissing you again. I am always happy to please you.

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