Butt Plug Adventures: Kinky Girlfriend Fun

Dean gripped the plug with his other hand in his hands as if was an alien. He was red from the top of his ears all the way to the neck's base.

Helen was forced to suppress the urge to make fun of her boyfriend.

"Do you want to make use of this?" She asked instead.

Dean took his eyes off the sexual toy and glanced at her.

"I do, however, are you really ready for the same thing?" he asked, taking a breath nervously.

He appeared at least innocent at the time But she knew there was a darker, unexplored side. She was hoping to be there as he released his fears.

Helen moved until they were just inches apart. She then held her hands over his back until her thighs were resting on his chest.

Ah, how muscular. She was fascinated by watching his gorgeous physique reacting to her touch.

"I am looking for you to be my friend,"she reassured him, "and I am sure you'll enjoy this small thing. I guarantee it."

He kissed her tenderly by stroking their lips using his tongue , then gently kissing the lips of her until she closed her mouth.

His tongue was encircling her, slowly

Helen felt his neck becoming stiffer, and she put her head back to give him access to her neck.

He pecked her sensitive skin with pecs and opened the mouth to try her.

Disappointed with the way his hands were not moving, Helen grabbed his shoulders then jumped and swiftly tied her arms around him.

"Ah You're a teasing," he complained, walking until she was wedged by the wall.

He could be feeling his firmness and then through her shorts and pantyhose.

Helen was shivering at the sight of the wetness accumulating in her legs. He squeezed her stomach and gave her just enough tension to cause her to go mad.

He walked away and placed her upon the floor. Helen removed her shirt and skirt. As his mouth landed on hers and she snatched his shirt and placed it on his head.

They were touching each other , like teens

She was looking for more.

She was hoping he would fuck her up, and with his buttplug giving her an additional satisfaction.

He was slow and cautious and was devoted to the girl in a manner no one has ever before.

"I enjoy it when you make me laugh," he confessed, his mouth dangling downwards, extending her thighs.

He worked it gently while watching in fascination as the nipple became taut within his fingertips.

Then He gave it a brief but firm lick. She was rewarded by squirming and then burying her nails in his shoulder.

He kissed her on the nupple, but did not put it out of his mouth, rubbing the other in between his thumb and index finger.

Helen was unsure of the amount of satisfaction these tiny movements could provide her. She was shocked as his mouth swung around her delicate buds.

He sucked lightly and then brushed the girl with his teeth. Helen was shivering as her thighs squeezed over his waist.

"And you'd like to call mea tease?'' `` the woman bragged.

He smiled and was attentive to her other nipple kissing her underboob with his teeth, and then flirting with her with just a blink of the tongue.

Don't forget the butt plug

The butt plug was still in her mind, Helen sat back up.

"Turn the other way," she ordered, "I swear that I'll do everything I can to make it right for you."

He did, stretching over her legs; his gorgeous back towards her.

Helen was able to straddle him and massage her hands. She began with a gentle and soothing massage to work on his neck and shoulders.

Her hands continued to move downwards, down his spine, massaged around the butt, rubbing it every now and then. He was tense and relaxed under her gentle touch, grunting and sighs flew out of his mouth.

Finally, when she got to his butts, he appeared at ease under her fingers.

She massaged his cheeks, pressing on the muscles that were there. Then, her fingers spotted the hole in his thigh. She touched it lightly and he was shaken.

"Do you enjoy it?"

Dean chewed his lips, closing his eyes.

"Do the same thing again?" He asked.

She circled it once more but this time using two fingers. He continued to respond to her touch, pressing his head against the bed sheets.

"Poor baby,"" she told her, "you don't know what to do Do you?"

He shrugged his head and she lubricated him and pressed his entrance using two fingers.

"Do you really want to have the butt plug in you, Dean?" She asked with a smile.

"Please Please" he could barely get his words across.

The hands were resting on the bed sheets , and he was covered in a deep red.

She laughed and slowly put the buttplug in. He cursed and shivered however, he did it with pleasure.

Then, he turned around, and was pushing her on the mattress. Any traces of shyness had disappeared from his eyes.

However, instead, she was confronted by a pair of sparkling blue eyes.

Regaining control

"Sit on my back right now," he ordered

Helen was squealing and climbed her on.

She turned her back to him then lowered her legs slowly and could not help screaming as his tongue finally moved over her body.

The woman tried moving her legs but the man held her legs in place using an iron grasp. Helen placed her hand around her dick before doing a hand-job.

Her thumb brushed against the edges of his shaft as she swung and turned slightly. The hips of her husband bucked against her hands and she smiled at herself.

As she felt her tongue enter her and her hand was squeezing, it was as if the rhythm disappeared. He took in her taste and grunted at her tummy.

Then, he pushed her to raise her arms and , when she did, she was on all fours.

"You are an amazing Baby," he assured her.

He sank into the midst of her. The force of the friction caused the two of them to gasp.

Helen felt him more in her body and was aware that her butt plug could be enhancing his sensitivity .

He began to push quickly and hard and his feet slamming into her with dry sounds. Helen was crying out his name and felt an orgasm forming within her middle.

Joys of a Butt Plug

"The sexual plaything... Fantastically good ..." He spoke, and was barely coherent.

The pace accelerated more.

Helen felt him in her body warm and hot, and perfect in her body when her vision burst into fireworks.

His hands sunk deep into her legs. Her cock was turning within her.

"Cum in my name, Please," she begged.

"Yes Yes, yes,"fuck yeah!" ..." He gave her the one, two and and three more smacks before spilling himself into her faeces.

She fell down on the mattress and was exhausted beyond description.

After a brief time at the toilet, he went to bed and sat with her.

"I would like to do it over again," he whispered to her ear. "All all the time."