Tessa's Escape to Athena's Ground(82)

                “You’ve already met this guy,” he said, lubing up Tessa’s butt plug.

                Russell took his time. He massaged her hole and nibbled her earlobe until her muscles relaxed and he was able to fully insert the little plug with no discomfort. “Don’t ever let your lover rush you on this,” he whispered into her ear. “It should never hurt, and if it does, it’s not being done right or you’re not in the mood for it.”

                “Umm, it’s making the vibe inside feel bigger. More powerful.”

                “That’s the plan. And when I turn up the speed…” Russell moved the vibrator to mid-strength with pulse.



                             “Ooh.” Tessa touched her mound, in search of her clit, which was still tingling from the gel. “I need to go.”

                “To the bathroom?”

                “No. Here!” She tapped the top of her mound. “Help me.”

                Russell chuckled. “Not so fast. You’ve got to give what you can to your lover.” Russell pulled Tessa’s hand off her mound and placed it on his throbbing penis. He reached for the tube of lubricant and squirted some in Tessa’s hand. “Rub me. I’ll tell you how fast by changing the speed of your vibe. Let’s see who comes first.”

                Russell lowered the vibe speed and Tessa groaned, but matched her hand speed to the vibrator’s. “Firmer grip,” he said, and when Tessa complied he turned her vibe one setting higher. They matched each other; as Russell became more excited he excited Tessa by cranking up her vibrator. When they got to the vibrator’s highest setting, Tessa was begging for relief. The vibe and gel had stimulated her, but her clit needed direct pressure.

                Just as Tessa was sure she would die of frustration, Russell took her swollen clit in his fingers. He worked it faster and firmer while Tessa did the same with Russell’s shaft. When Tessa screamed and jerked, Russell squirted his seed onto her mound. He caught his breath, dipped his finger into the milky liquid on her pubic mound, and massaged her slit with his semen.

                “I’m finished, for the moment, but you’re not,” he said.

                Russell pulled the vibrator out and inserted one, two and then three of his fingers inside. With the butt plug and three of Russell’s fingers in her, Tessa felt full. She was still twitching from her orgasm, but Russell refused to let her wiggle out of his grasp.

                “There’s no reason you can’t come again. As long as you’re wet, or lubed, have your lover insert as many fingers as comfortable and curl them up like he’s scratching an itch up here.” He pressed a spot inside Tessa and she felt sparks. “That’s your G Spot. It’s not mythical. And if you talk dirty to me, I’ll make you come again.” He scratched her itch again, and Tessa moaned.

                “Since when is a moan a dirty word? Come on, give what you can to get what you need. I want to hear some dirty bedroom talk. It excites me.”

                Tessa wanted another orgasm more than she wanted a clean mouth. The problem was, she had a pretty limited, and boring, vocabulary. She gave it a try.

                Russell moved his fingers in and out, teasing the G Spot without providing enough stimulation to bring Tessa to climax. He said, “Really? ‘Please fuck me’ is the best dirty talk you’ve got?” He found her spot and began to work it again, watched as she neared another orgasm, and then moved his fingers from the target. “Try again, Tessa.”

                “If I still had your dick in my hand I’d strangle it! Make me come or I’ll find it and show you I mean it.”