“I need to come, Lo. Please.”
“Soon. I promise.”
I press more inside until she has the entire toy in her ass. I look at my work and smile. She looks sexy as fuck right now. All I want to do is pull either fucking toy out and fuck her hard and fast. The brain downstairs agrees.
“It’s in, baby. You okay?”
“No, I’m needy as fuck right now, Lo. I’m so fucking horny that a slight breeze would set me off.”
I’m tempted to blow on her to see if it’s the truth, but I don’t want her coming too soon.
“Trust in the process.”
I don’t give her time to respond. I put the vibrator on the lowest setting. She lets out an adorable “oh” in response.
I work the dildo in and out of her as I increase the vibration.
“I feel so full, Lo. Fuck! It feels so fucking good. More. I need more.”
I wrap my hand around my cock and start pumping in rhythm with the pace I set with the dildo. We work in tandem until I’m almost there. I keep pumping myself as I take my hand off the dildo and flip the setting to the anal vibrator all the way up.
“Come now,” I demand.
It only takes a second before she’s screaming out, her body convulsing. I pump two more times; then I’m spewing my own release all over her stomach. I keep jerking until I have nothing left.
“Stop. Please. Too much. Fuck. It feels so fucking good. FUCK! Again! I’m coming again!”
I turn the anal vibrator down as she goes through a second wave of orgasm. Her body’s shaking, and her eyes are closed.
“Are you okay?”
“I think so.” She breathes out. “Fuck, Lo. That was intense.”
She still hasn’t opened her eyes, so I can’t tell where she’s at.
“Look at me, Mia.”
She slowly opens her eyes and lifts her head to look into my eyes.
“I’m fine, Lo. Better than fine. I’m a little dizzy though. And thirsty.”
“Let me get these out of you, and I will clean you up and grab you water.”
She nods and lays her head back down.
I slowly pull out the anal vibrator. She hisses the entire time and even lets out a moan. I use my other hand to pull the dildo out, and take the toys to the bathroom and set them in the sink. I then grab a washcloth and wet it before walking to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. I uncap the bottle and set it on the table.
I lean on the bed as I clean her up. She hasn’t moved since I came back.
“Babe?”
“Hmm.”
“I got you water.”
“Okay.”
She doesn’t move to take it, so I quickly finish cleaning her up and throw the washcloth in the corner before I go to sit by her head.
