"Get out the glass dildo, fiona." he commands as we lay in bed. As he had mentioned it earlier in the evening, I had it laying conveniently in the night stand so it would be ready if by chance he asked.
He laid me on my back, put my knees in a butterfly position, put my hands above my head and began to rub the cold tip of the dildo on my outer folds. The glass is so cold. It is smooth and so hard...but it glides so smoothly against my lower lips. I quickly have enough moisture that it is seeping out past my lips and the head slips inside my folds. Now it's on my clit and feels cold and electrifying. He gets the tip good and lubricated and ready to enter my hot inner sanctum.
So the glass dildo has these amazing ridges on it. They don't look like much but I can really feel them...every one. He slides the dildo in and I relax. It feels...mmmmmmm. He begins to move it -slowly at first - then picking up steam. He tilts it just ever so slightly to my right and AHHHH...I
come cum apart! He stops, leaves the dildo inside of me and lays his hand on my thigh. I catch my breath as my body shudders and my pussy clenches. I move one of my legs and he quickly tells me to stay still. "Do not move, fiona. Do you understand me?" "Yessss, sir," I quickly retort.
After a few minutes, he starts the process over again, masterbating me with the glass dildo. This time I am quicker to cum. It's not immediate, but it is quicker than last time. Like last time, he stops, keeps the dildo inside, lays his hand on my thigh. Like last time, I begin to move my legs as I catch my breath - body still twitching - and he tells me to be still. "Yesssss, sir."
|Isn't it beautiful...sparkling in the light|
with the amazing blue ridges!
He removes his hand from my thigh to play with my nipples, pulling, twisting, flicking. I can feel my pussy clench over and over from his delicious torment of my breasts. And the dance begins again. He brings me to cum, over and over, until at last I am begging for him to stop. I am pleading, "No, no, not again, no more." He pulls yet more out of me and I am lost. I am pulling at the sheets and no longer even pretending to be quiet - screams of pleasure turning to silent screams of bliss. My oral noises replaced by the slippery sloshing of my pussy juices smacking and sucking with the movement of the dildo.
When he is done, he tells me to catch my breath while playing with my nipples. He tells me to clean the dildo, put it away and come back to bed. I unlock the door as I put away the dildo and come back to bed. He looks at me, smiles his wicked, ya-I-just-fucked-your-pussy-silly-but-am-not-done-with-you-yet evil grin and smoothly says, "Get me the bamboo and flogger, lock my door, and lay down for your spanking. I am thinking you need a couple hundred."
Oh, what a lucky, lucky, lucky girl I am!