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up in the morning with a cup of hot coffee.'
    It didn't take much to convince him.
    As soon as we fell into bed, Scott began kissing me and reaching towards my pussy. His long fingers probed inside me. Then he moved down the bed and put his head between my legs and began to eat me out. His tongue was insistent and confident. I moaned with delight, and moved my legs onto his shoulders, spreading my legs apart.
    Scott put his fingers inside me while his tongue continued its exploration of my clit.
    'Turn over,' he said.
    I did as instructed. Then he told me to get on all fours. Thinking that he might fuck me from behind, I opened the bedside drawer containing my sex toys and condoms. I pulled out some anal beads and a condom.
    'These look interesting,' he said, picking up the anal beads.
    'Yes, they're a favourite of mine. Wanna have a go?' I said.
    Scott was intrigued. Gradually he pushed all twelve inches of the toy up my bottom, leaving just the ring at the end hanging out of my ass. His fingers continued to work my pussy. I felt myself opening up to him. First one finger went in, then a second. Each addition made me wetter. Scott was a lot naughtier than I'd expected him to be, and he was dominant. I'm liking Scott's World, I thought.
    'Open up to me,' he said.
    He inserted a third finger. I felt my pussy give way. It felt like his whole hand was inside me, working its way up and down my pussy. It felt so good I screamed, so loudly I thought I might wake up the newborn baby next door.
    'What else do you have in that drawer?' Scott asked when I calmed down.
    'There's a strap-on . . .'
    'Really?' he said. 'Ever use it?'
    'Sure, a couple of times. Want to try it?'
    'That might be interesting,' he said. 'I've never been fucked before.'
    I thought that for a straight guy, he wasn't acting so straight. I'd only met two guys in my life who'd gone for strap-on action.
    I buckled the strap-on around my waist. Instantly, it gave me a sense of power and control. So much for being an alpha male, I thought as I started lubing Scott's ass and telling him what to do.
    'Get on all fours,' I said.
    He got on his knees, but I could see his height was going to be a problem. I couldn't reach his anus.
    'Sorry,' I said. 'That's not going to work. Try getting on your back and lifting your legs. You're too tall for me.'
    He turned over and put his long legs in the air. I squatted down and aimed the tip of the dildo at his ass, slowly trying to ease it in the hole. It was not the most comfortable position.
    'Go on, baby,' I said. 'Give it up to me. I'm going to fuck you.' I tried to sound authoritative, dominant, even if it came out forced. 'Come on,' I continued. 'Open up.' I pushed the dildo in a little more. 'I'm going to fuck you real good.'
    I pushed in a little farther. Part of me enjoyed the domination, but the other part felt it wasn't really my character.
    But Scott moaned, so it seemed to be working.
    Squatting down more, I carried on pushing and talking like a top. 'I'm going to fuck your ass. Give it up for me.'
    I gave one more thrust and Scott screamed. He shot up on the bed. 'Fuck!' he said. 'That really hurt. I mean really hurt.'
    That brought me back to earth. 'I'm so sorry, Scott. I didn't mean to hurt you. I guess the position was really awkward. You're so big, it's hard to find the right position, you know?'
    'I'm never going to do that again. Fuck!'
    After a few minutes his pain subsided. Then, apparently back to normal, Scott began to wank. Five minutes later, he came all over my face.
    Drunk and exhausted, we went to sleep. Or tried to. Shortly after Scott rolled over to one side of the bed, his breathing changed and I knew he was asleep. I knew, because Scott became a noise machine. It wasn't gentle snoozing, but snoring and grunting and sniffling. That'll teach me, I thought. I hadn't been with a sleep-killer since my partner Daniel had died three years earlier, and I'd forgotten what a price it was to pay for company in