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Our sex life had pretty much returned to our regular routine, except for the addition of anal sex, when I was aroused enough to ask for it explicitly. Then one night I again awoke to the feeling of massage oil being rubbed around my entry hole and a finger slipping in and out of my ass.
I smiled sleepily waiting to feel my husband press up against me. Instead he moved away a bit and I felt something cool pressing against my ass. The pressure continued until slowly he started to work the item inside of me. As it slid in I could feel my ass stretching and I groaned with pleasure as my ass gaped wider and wider as the thing slid deeper and deeper. Suddenly it slimmed down and my asshole closed around the neck of the thing. I felt its fullness inside of me, while my asshole was being held open by a tapered neck attached to a rectangle wedged against my cheeks. My husband had inserted a butt plug inside of me! The second step of my training had begun.
Reaching past the plug he inserted two fingers in my pussy. I shuddered with pleasure when he brought his fingers out dripping wet and slid them in again.
“Roll over,” he said.
I rolled on to my back.
“You’re a bad girl. So you have to canlı bahis keep that plug in your ass until I tell you to remove it.”
He reached over and grabbed the outer rectangle of the plug and wiggled it around. I could feel it stretching my ass. He seated the rectangle firmly between my cheeks then ran his thumb over my clit back and forth, dipping his fingers into my dripping pussy. Then he leaned down and flicked his tongue across my clit. I exploded almost instantly into a powerful orgasm and while I was spasming he sucked on my clit and rammed his fingers in and out of my pussy. Then he slid his dick into my pussy and fucked me, with the plug still in my ass, until I spasmed again. Then kissing me tenderly he removed the plug from my butt and I drifted off to sleep exhausted and feeling wonderful.
The next time we had sex, my husband brought me to the brink of orgasm but wouldn’t let me go over. The second step of my training had begun in earnest!
When it comes to sex, I’m a non-verbal kind of person, so that night, on the 2nd time of bringing me to the brink and leaving me hanging, I let out a pitiful whimper, and tried to wiggle him back into position. By the 4th time, I realized he was bahis siteleri after more. I had already asked him to fuck me in the ass, and he had obligingly done so…up till I was ready to come. So, the magic words “please fuck me in the ass” weren’t the key this time around. I was stumped!
Finally, he took pity on me. I felt him reach over and open the night table drawer. I smelt peppermint again, and then a moment later felt a cool damp pressure against my ass, and was certain it wasn’t his dick. My body went instantly into alert mode, ready to roll right over that magic plateau with just the slightest encouragement.
“Umm.” I couldn’t help myself, the moan slipped out. My husband heard it, and pushed just a tiny bit harder…just enough to start my ass opening.
“Tell me you want it,” he said.
“Ummmmm,” I repeated, slightly louder this time.
“Uh unh,” he said. “You can do better than that. Tell me you want it.”
Burying my face in his chest I whispered “I want it,” and felt the beginnings of a spasm starting as he slid the butt plug past the first tight sphincter ring. “Oh” I groaned into his chest, but he stopped.
“You’re a bad girl, aren’t you? You want this butt bahis şirketleri plug all the way inside of you.”
“Yes” I breathed into his chest, and felt it move deeper.
Oh but he was slow! Sliding it deeper a millimeter at a time, he was careful not to touch my pussy or rush me over the edge I so desperately wanted to reach. Finally, the butt plug was all the way in and I was hot and panting and trying to pull him to me.
“Not so fast,” he said. “The bad girl has to keep the butt plug in now.” And with that, he got up and left the room! Step 2 of the training program was in progress…
It must have been at least an hour before I finally cooled down enough to start drifting off to sleep…butt plug still in place.
Some time later, I awoke to the feel of a tongue sliding around the edges of the butt plug handle. My husbands’ fingers found my clit and wham! that was it. I convulsed in one long orgasm, the spasms shaking my body and my ass clenching on the stem of the plug.
“Please fuck me” I whispered, and he plunged his dick into my pussy and brought me over the edge a second time, with just the first few strokes.
I was blissfully drifting off to sleep when I felt a soft pop as my husband removed the butt plug. In the blink of an eye I was in spasms again, as the third orgasm of the night rocked me.
Little did I know that this was just the beginning of the second phase of my training…
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