The Stranger Behind My Orgasm

Abigail

I wasn’t sure what was sexier. Finnegan dirty talking while trying to ease a butt plug into my ass, or the tiny little hitches in his breath whenever I teased that sensitive spot on his cock tip.

He would shudder when I did, every single inch of his massive body rippling with pleasure. I was straining my neck to suck his cock, but it was sooo worth it.

Finnegan had me tied up on the large padded platform, wrists secured above my head, my body stretched out and exposed under the red light.

The mirrors on every wall and the ceiling reflected every angle of us, and by the saints, it was so fucking sensual. I was wearing nothing but the gold mask.

My pussy was soaked, aching from how he had just made me cum in the arena, and my body was on fucking fire.

He drew away, and I whined as that beautiful cock grew farther from me with each step he took. Emerald green eyes glinted with mischief as he knelt between my spread thighs and coated the medium-sized butt plug with generous amounts of lube.

The cool, slick tip pressed against my tight little hole, circling slowly, teasing the sensitive rim.

"Relax for me, baby," he murmured. "I want this tight ass nice and ready for me."

I whimpered, hips twitching as he eased the plug in just a little, then drew back, stretching me open inch by inch. The burn was delicious, the fullness making my pussy clench around nothing.

"Fuck... Finn," I moaned, tugging on the silk ropes. "It feels so good..."

He leaned down and licked my clit slowly while working the plug deeper, twisting it gently.

The sensation made my eyes roll back. He drove two thick fingers into my pussy at the same time, curling them perfectly against my G-spot while the plug stretched my ass.

"You’re taking it so well," he praised in a rough voice. "Look at you in the mirror. So, fucking beautiful with my fingers in your cunt and this plug in your ass."

I forced my eyes open and looked up at the ceiling mirror. The sight was obscene and breathtaking; my body arched in pleasure. My tits heaved as Finnegan worked my ass open.

He suddenly eased the plug out, replaced it with two fingers, and started scissoring me open while sucking hard on my clit. I screamed, hips bucking wildly as another orgasm crashed through me.

Before I could recover, he pinned my legs to the back, lifting my hips up so my ass was high in the air.

He drove his thick cock into my pussy in one brutal thrust, making me cry out.

"Fuck!" I screamed, pushing back against him.

He pounded into me hard and fast, hips slapping against my ass, the sound wet and filthy. Every deep stroke hit that perfect spot inside me. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to leave marks as he railed me.

"Yes, yes! Just like that!"

He fucked me like he was punishing me for how much I made him lose control — deep, powerful strokes that made my toes curl and my eyes water with pleasure.

The plug was still in my ass, making me feel so full. I was so close again, trembling on the edge.

Then he pulled out completely. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, but he quickly replaced his cock with the plug in my pussy, working it inside me a few times before drawing it out and pressing it against my ass again.

"Deep breath, baby," he commanded.

I sucked in a breath when he eased the plug into my ass slowly, stretching me wide until it was fully seated. The fullness made me moan loudly, pushing back against it.

Then he lined up his cock and sank into my pussy again, this time slower, savoring every inch. The double penetration — his thick cock in my pussy and the plug in my ass — had me shaking and moaning when he resumed thrusting into me again.

I screamed as I came hard, juices spurting in the air, drenching his lower belly and my thighs with my cum.

He groaned, tore at the rope on my hands, and pulled me up while still impaled on his cock, turning me to face away from him, fucking me while standing.

My arms shot around his neck, hanging on to him while he gripped my thighs and snapped his hips up, bouncing me on his cock hard.

"Look at the mirror," he growled.

The sight was devastatingly hot. My tits bouncing, the plug visible in my ass as his cock disappeared into my pussy over and over.

He eased the plug out, tossed it on the platform, and buried his face in my neck, replacing the plug with the head of his cock.

"Oh, finally," I panted.

"Relax," he whispered, kissing my neck. "Let me in."

"Yes," I breathed through it as he pushed forward, sinking the head of his thick cock into my ass.

The stretch was intense, burning most deliciously. I moaned loudly, pushing back until he was buried halfway.

"Fuck... so tight," he gritted out, digging his fingers into my thighs.

He rocked slowly for a while, gently driving his cock into my tight ass, then deeper, fucking my ass with long strokes.

The pleasure was new and overwhelming. I threw my head back, pushing back to meet every thrust.

"Harder," I begged, my voice hoarse. "Fuck my ass harder, Finnegan."

He growled and gave me what I wanted, pounding into my ass with deep, powerful strokes, his cock disappearing with each thrust, making me gape before the mirror.

I came harder than I ever had before, screaming his name as my entire body convulsed, my ass clenching around his cock.

Finnegan groaned loudly, burying himself to the hilt in my ass as he came, flooding me with thick, hot ropes of cum.

He kept thrusting through it, grinding deep, filling me. We collapsed together on the platform, his cock still buried in my ass, both of us breathing hard and trembling.

He kissed my shoulder tenderly, whispering against my skin, "You’re perfect. So, fucking perfect."

"Mhmm, so are you," I whispered, dazed.

"What do you say we go again?"

"Give a minute, woman," he groaned, hugging me tighter, and a bright peal of laughter left my lips. I could very much get used to this.