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tight,
muscular ring gripped my cock almost painfully. She pushed at my
stomach gently.
    "Start fucking me with just the first inch or so, and
gradually increase." I obeyed. pushing deeper inside until I was
all the way in her, with my balls feeling the heat of her pussy.
She turned to kiss me. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, but then
retreated, wanting to contrast the delicacy of my kiss with the
ferocity with which I was beginning to fuck her arse. I had begun
slowly, but with the encouragement of her pulsing hips, I was soon
slamming into her nether hole as hard as I would fuck a cunt. And
she loved it. She pushed back even harder, pushing my hips back so
that she could reach her clit. As she rubbed herself, her fingers
fluttered against my balls. The plug in my own arse had heated, and
every squeeze felt like a miniature orgasm. I couldn’t hold off any
longer. My cum exploded inside her, seemingly milked out of me by
her own orgasm. I collapsed forward, but had the presence of mind
to pull my weight off her almost at once. Always the
gentleman.
    “ You
have no idea how good that felt.”
    “ I
have a feeling that I soon will.”
    She
chuckled, a sound that seemed to ripple deliciously over my
sensitised body. We snuggled together, after a brief interlude
cleaning up at the small sink installed in the corner. Perhaps it
was weird to feel a sudden glow of gratitude towards my mum and dad
for their bedroom sink obsession, but I did.
    She
opened her cupboard door and revealed a tableau which reminded me
of the postcard Trey sent me from Amsterdam a year or two ago,
featuring a display in a sex shop window. I recognised dildos, butt
plugs, anal beads, whips, but the use of some of the other
implements eluded me. She chuckled at my expression. She took out a
vibrator about the size of an index finger and said “Let’s try
this...”
    I
lay back on my belly with my knees spread. A soft buzzing was
followed by a delicious fluttering around my sensitised hole. She
pushed it firmly against my perineum and reached through to stroke
my dripping cock once more. When she slid her precum-lubed finger
against the frenulum, I squeaked and jerked, at the slightly
too-intense stimulation.
    "You
mentioned that you liked to er, turn the tables." I have no idea
why I said it, but the opportunities that phrase opened were
tantalising.
    "Did
I, now?"
    "Can
I see your cock?"
    "Of
course!" she said with a squeak of joy in her voice. She opened her
cupboard of delights again and began laying dildos out on the bed
for me to peruse. There were five in all, varying in
size.
    "I
think this one. To begin with." It was quite a bit smaller than my
own, both in length, and more importantly girth. In fact, it was
only slightly larger at the base than the steel plug I already had
inside me. I wondered what it might be like to go for a run with it
in. It might be a problem concealing the enormous erection it would
surely give me, not to mention the dampness of precum on my
shorts.
    "I
really like this butt plug."
    "You
can't keep it." she whispered in my ear. She slid her hand along my
arm, to the dildo in my hand. She took it from me and pushed it
through the O-ring in the middle of the harness she wore. I
wondered how many people she'd fucked with it. She was about to
have one more. I bent over and presented my arse to her, mirroring
the posture that she had displayed to me before. I looked round and
lifted my eyebrows a fraction.
    She
took hood of the plug's base and pulled it gently. It slid from me,
slowly. I sighed at the sudden feeling of emptiness. The contrast
was delicious. I heard the sound of the pump mechanism of the lube
bottle, and then squeezed my ass involuntarily at the feeling of
cold lube.
    "Finger my ass first."
    "Don't say ass, dear, it's a ghastly Americanism."
    "Don't be racist." I pouted at her, my voice raising to a
moan as her slim fingers entered me. I felt her gradually increase
the stretch as I had done. I felt incredibly