Page 30 of Silver Foxed

I huff into the towel, frustrated.

He chuckles. “Just relax, Alex. I’m going to make you feel good.”

I want to tell him that he’s already made me feel good then order him to get on with sticking his cock in me because I’m desperate for him, but I don’t. And I’ll admit, I’m curious about what he’s planning. I hear the wet wipes opening, and I turn my head again to watch Elijah clean his hands and cock of sunscreen residue then do the same between the crease of my ass. I shiver at the cold wipe, my pussy getting wetter. Then he picks up the vibrator and cleans it off for good measure before turning it on.

He notices me watching him and holds up the buzzing bullet. “If anything gets to be too much or you want me to stop, tell me, understand?”

I nod my agreement. “What are you going to do?”

He moves so he’s no longer on top of me but kneeling next to me. “Get on your forearms with your ass up,” he commands.

More curious now, I do what he says. A warm breeze meets my wet pussy, making me press back in hopes that he’ll touch me if I reach him. Instead, he puts the tip of the vibrator at the top of my ass then runs it down the seam until goosebumps break out over my skin.

“I’m going to get you ready to take my cock in your ass, Alex.”

I let out a desperate sound at the dominance in his tone as he separates my cheeks with his hands and spits on the tight ring of muscles.

“Elijah!”

He presses his thumb against my hole like he did in the shower then replaces it with the tip of the vibrator.

“Oh god,” I cry into the towel. My muscles push back against the intrusion and onslaught of sensations.

“Relax into the feeling,” he says, running his free hand down the length of my back. “And remember to breathe.”

“Okay,” I whimper as he pushes the toy further in, dropping some lubricant alongside his spit to make it more slippery. “Oh, fuck,” I cry as the wider part of the toy slips in. When I try to push it out, Elijah stops the forward movement and instead spins it around.

“You look so sexy like this, Alex, letting me use your body however I want.” When I take a breath, he pushes it further in and ups the vibrations to the highest setting.

I groan as I absorb the feeling into my body. Elijah’s hand is still stroking my ass and back, talking me through it.

“How does it feel?”

I let out a low hum. “It’s different.”

“Good or bad different?”

“Good. Or at least I think so.”

He moves the toy in and out again, twisting it in a circle so that it feels like he’s stretching me. It burns a little, but it doesn’t feel bad. I kind of like it.

“Let me know if you need me to stop,” he says, but I know I won’t need to.

Once he has another verbal yes from me, Elijah continues playing. He teases me, using more pressure to stretch me wider, then he pushes the toy back in, messing with the vibration settings. He continues to do this for I-don’t-know-how-long, but with the gentle sound of the lake lapping at the shore and the birds chirping, I’m lulled into an almost meditative state.

My eyes close, and I breathe into the new feelings then start to imagine what it’s going to feel like to take his cock there instead of the toy. I’ll feel every ridge and vein of his length as I come around him, squeezing him.

I let out a low moan as Elijah palms my ass cheek, spreading me for him as he still plays. When I get to the point I’m relaxed and ready for him to get to the next part, the even more fun part, he drags a finger through my arousal, teasing the entrance to my vagina as he keeps moving the toy.

“Alex,” he says, low and raspy as he fingers me. “Do you think this beautiful ass of yours can hold the toy in?”

I lick my lips, wondering why he wants me to keep it inside me. “I don’t know.”

“Will you try for me?”

I want to say I’d do anything for him, but instead, I nod and exhale a quiet “Yes.”

“Good girl,” he praises. “I’m going to let go now.” When he does, I tighten my muscles, holding it. He molds both his palms to the globes of my ass then bites down on one of the cheeks like it’s an apple.

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