My rock hard cock fought for freedom against my zipper. But it wasn’t his turn yet. Soon, buddy. I swirled my fingers in her wetness and thrust them inside. Her muscles clamped down against me as she tilted her hips up. Fuck. Me. She was primed and ready for the next step and the toy I’d brought.
“I’m going to take you further, Emma. If at any time you feel like it’s too much, you know what to say, and it all stops.”
“Yes. I know.”
“Good girl.”
I pulled my hand from between her legs and retrieved the toy bag. Unzipping it, I wiped my hands clean on the towel inside and removed a smooth length of rope first.
“I want you to lie down on your chest on the seat and put your hands behind your back.”
Emma complied, and the position arched her ass even higher up in the air.
“Beautiful, sweetheart. Fucking beautiful.” I made short work of wrapping the rope in an intricate knot that extended a few inches up her forearms, checked for any pressure points, and grabbed the medic safety sheers out of bag. I clipped them to the handlebars of the ATV in case she panicked and I needed to cut her loose.
“Goddamn, you look gorgeous in my ropes.” I smoothed my hands over her hips, and she shivered. Slipping them up under her shirt, I skimmed along her sides and beneath her bra to cup her breasts. I rolled her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers for only a beat, before sliding one back down to cover her pussy.
“You understand that this pretty little cunt is mine, don’t you?”
I slipped a finger between her pussy lips and teased her clit. I fought the urge to grind my cock into her ass and seek my own relief. Soon, I promised myself. Soon. I teased her until she writhed against my hand, her moans and whimpers not helping my self-control. When she was teetering on the edge of orgasm, I removed my hand.
“Please—”
“Don’t beg, sweetheart. I’ll give you what you need.”
I reached down into the bag and grabbed the lube. Emma stiffened and lifted slightly when the cool, sticky substance trickled down her crack. I lowered my free hand to the small of her back.
“If you don’t want this, you know what to say, Emma. Otherwise, I’m going to play with this sweet little asshole of yours, before I fill it up and fuck you.”
Her hips bucked against the seat of the ATV, and I would’ve given anything to have my cock inside her at that moment because I could guarantee that her pussy muscles would’ve clamped down on it so damn hard. But then again, maybe it was a good thing I wasn’t inside her because I probably would’ve blown my load right then. I circled her tight little pucker and pressed gently.
Emma froze.
“Now don’t do that, sweetheart. You knew this wasn’t off limits, and there’s no way in hell I can keep away from this perfect ass.” I cupped one cheek and stroked it with my thumb. “But don’t worry.” I pressed harder, until the slick ring of muscle gave way to my finger. “My cock is still going in that tight little pussy of yours. You’ll make do with a plug until I get you stretched out enough to take me.” The clench of the muscle tried to keep me out, but I wasn’t about to let it win. “Just relax for me, Emma. I’m getting you nice and ready for your plug. You’ll get used to wearing it until you’re ready to take me.” Her hips began to move again, and I reached around to tease her clit with my other hand. Sure enough, her pussy was still soaked and needy. I spent several moments fucking her ass with my finger while I stroked her clit and once again brought her to the brink. She was begging and pleading to come by the time I stepped away to grab the plug and lubed it up. I pressed it against her ass.
“Press back against it, sweetheart. Show me how good you can be, and then I’ll give you that mind-blowing orgasm I know you want.”
Hesitantly at first, and then with more confidence, Emma pushed against the plug. I added pressure and eased it past the taut ring of muscle until it slipped inside and caught at the flared base.
“Oh my God.” She breathed.
“You feel full, sweetheart?”
“Yes, oh my God,” she repeated.
“You still good?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Give me the word, Emma.”
“Yes. I’m good.”
“Good girl. Because you’re about to feel even more full.” I reached into my pocket, retrieved a condom, and tore it open with my teeth, never removing the thumb of my left hand from the base of the plug. I needed to keep the continuous connection to her while she was in this vulnerable position. I rolled the condom on one-handed and positioned myself at her entrance. Once the head of my cock was notched against the heat of her pussy, I began to slide forward.