totse.com | One Friday Night

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We'd talked about it several times. It was something I knew I wanted to experience. What I hadn't told him, though, was that it had been the strongest one of my sexual fantasies for the last 10 or 15 years. After all, it was, for me, the epitome of submissiveness. A lot of mental gymnastics to live up to, but I was confident that he could handle it.

We decided that we'd set aside a weekend to make it happen. Together, we'd both loose our second virginities. Together, we'd experience the unique sensations of anal sex. I was excited and somewhat apprehensive. After all the years of fantasizing, what if reality wasnt as great? But you never know unless your try, right? So I was going for it. I'd got past the hurdle of even mentioning that I wanted to try it. The next step was to make fantasy reality.

Just as we were getting ready to go out to dinner on Friday night, he called me into the bedroom.

"Unbutton and lower your jeans," he said. I looked at him in some confusion. "Do it," he commanded with that no-nonsense look he has. I realized he was starting the scene earlier than I had anticipated.

I obeyed, still somewhat puzzled and earned a slap on the rear for being too slow.

As soon as my jeans formed a band around my knees he said, "Now, bend over, spread your legs as wide as possible, and place your hands on the bed."

Again I obeyed, wondering what he was going to do. First came the tug on my panties, sending them down to join my jeans. I was wide open to him now. Then came the feel of my cheeks being spread and the cool air rushing in to brush against my anus. The cold, lubricated tip of the small butt plug pressed against my anus. I tensed as I realized what he was going to do. Another slap and a terse "relax, damn it."

I took a deep breath and immediately he pushed the plug in deep, forcing me to accept it all on a harsh exhalation of breathe. I felt full, yet excited. He ran his hands along the lips of my cunt and lightly pinched the hood around my clit. Then, grabbing my panties, he yanked them up hard, forcing them to wedge in the crack and hold the plug.

"Pull up your pants," he instructed. Their tight fit further trapped the plug in my bottom.

All through dinner I was aware of the foreign object in my body -- and boy, did it make me hot. The heat must have been pretty obvious, because he smiled at me several time during the meal, asking how I was doing.

I told him, "fine, but I'm sure I'd feel better once we got home again." He told me not to count on that, and gave that evil grin that he does so well.

After dinner, he surprised me again by not taking me directly home but out to a movie we'd been talking about seeing instead. There was a method to his madness, as, sitting in the dark movie theater, he was free to caress the hottest part of my anatomy through my jeans, pinch my nipples, and generally keep my horniness at it's peak.

By the time we got home, I was a quivering mass of raging hormones, begging for release. However, the evening was just getting started.

As we walked in the door, he chuckled and said, "Just so you don't take matters into your own hands," and proceeded to handcuff my wrist behind my back.

He guided me upstairs to the bathroom. I then noticed all the candles scattered throughout the room. He must have been really busy right before we left. He turned on the shower, lit the candles and turned off the lights. He then came over and kissed me very gently.

I smiled up at him. "Fine," I said in awe. "You really listened when I told you about my fantasy, didn't you?" He just smiled in return and proceeded to undress me (removing the handcuffs briefly and then putting them back on again) and himself. Then he slowly pulled the butt plug from between my cheeks, teasing me with a slow withdrawal and then sharp thrust to re-insert it several times before removing it completely.

We stepped into the candlelit shower together, my having to rely on him to steady me since I couldn't use my hands. For the next several minutes, he was everything you could want in a lady's maid -- the way he massaged my scalp as he shampooed my hair, the way he caressed my body ,the way he soaped down my skin-- all made me feel the cherished center of his passion. However, just as I was relaxing dreamily into these attentions, I felt his soapy fingers circling my anus, probing its tightness. That woke me up in a hurry and made me realize just how much my horniness had escalated during his play.

"Just want to make sure you're awake," he chuckled into my ear. We had talked about this before, about how he would help prepare me for himself. My legs threatened to give out and my breathing deepened as he use several soapy fingers to gently clean the inside of my ass. God, how much more of this stimulation could I take without loosing it?

After what seemed like hours to y heightened senses, he was finally satisfied with the condition of my anus and rectum. He rinsed me out and turned off the shower. Grabbing the fluffy towel, he dried my hair and then gently teased my skin, slowly wiping off the water droplets. He then dried himself before leading me into the bedroom. I noticed that he'd brought one of the kitchen chairs upstairs at some point.

Sitting me on the bed, he got out the blindfold and darkness descended on my world.

"There's a little matter of your slow reaction to my commands earlier," he said. "How many do you think you deserve?"

Gulp, I hadn't really been expecting this after the warmth he'd shown me in the shower.

"In the spirit of the evening, I'll be lenient, slave. Only fifteen for tonight. But next time......" he left the threat hanging.

He pulled me off the bed and over to the chair, sat down and drew me face down across his lap "Count for me."

"Two." His hand slid down and massaged my cunt and clit. I jumped and almost came from the unexpected caress.

Again his hand made a brief foray between my legs. Then I felt something hard and cold pressing against my anus. I thought it was the small butt plug again, put as it slowly slid in, I realized he had switched and was inserting the larger sized plug. I groaned in arousal and pain. The sensation was incredible, full and hot, so close to the edge yet not being able to go over it.

As my sphincter muscles closed around the grove at the bottom of the plug, he again rubbed a finger along my clit. I sobbed at the sensation, so close yet so far.

"We'll have to work on that slave. You need to learn better muscle control back here," he told me as he again pushed the plug back in to me, grinding it against the sensitive flesh.

Then he helped me up and led me back to the bed. The click, snap as the handcuffs were removed echoed in my head. I was gently pushed down onto the bed and turned over onto my stomach. I felt the restraints wrap around my wrists and ankles. The ropes then pulled my arms and legs into an X. A pillow was shoved under my belly, elevating my very sensitive ass and making it even more vulnerable.

I felt him kneel between my spread legs. His hands began rubbing my cunt and clit. My breathing deepened even more as I came ever closer to climaxing. Then he withdrew completely. After a minute or two (it seemed like hours) heard the rip/tear and realized he was opening up a condom package. My heart started beating faster. Was it finally time to take that last step?

The bed sagged under his weight as he again knelt between my legs. I felt him reach around and undo the ankle restraints, spreading my legs even further apart. Then came the pressure of him against my cunt, the slow glide and thrust as he penetrated me there.

"Ahhhhh, god," I cried. To be filled at last. But still there was some question in my mind..... wasn't the whole purpose of the evening for him to take me back there? What was going on? I almost asked, but at that particular moment, he gave a vigorous thrust and all thoughts rushed out of my head. I few more like that and I'd be coming like crazy.

Just at that point, though, he withdrew and sat back. His hands caressed my back and moved over my still heated cheeks. Slowly he parted the cheeks and removed the butt plug..

He leaned back over me, again pulling my legs up so he could have better access.

I felt the tip of him press against my anus. More pressure as I tried to relax for him. After all that it had been through, there wasn't much resistance left, and my anus slowly parted and let the head of his cock in. My breath rushed out of me.

Slowly he fed his entire length into my ass. My breath was coming in gasps now. It was happening. Little twinges of fullness/almost pain shivered up and down my spine.

God, I couldn't believe it was happening. My fantasy was coming true.... I was loosing my anal virginity.

Finally, he was completely in me, his stomach pressing up against my pink buns. "Ok?" he asked (he's such a considerate master!) I nodded yes, being beyond words.

And then he began to move, slowly pulling back out and thrusting back in. The pressure began to mount in me.. I urged him on with cries of "faster, harder, oh god, deeper." He picked up the pace to where he was really fucking me, slamming into me again and again. I was plunging back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust.

He reached his right hand around and rubbed his fingers against my clit. I exploded, light flashed before my eyes, electricity shot through my body. I shook and gasped and came as I'd never come before. Dimly I heard his shout of release as my orgasm triggered his. My body went limp.

When I next checked in to see what was happening, he was cuddling me, a concerned look on his face. The restraints and blindfold were gone.

I thought about it, checked out the sensations in my body and smiled. My ass was a little sore, but the high from the orgasm was still pulsing through my body.

"Wonderful," I replied as I curled up against him and slowly drifted off to sleep.