Page 39 of Warped

“Does that feel good?” I ask.

“M-hm,” she moans.

“Then this should feel even better.”

With the tip of my middle finger, I swirl the lubrication all around the rim of her anus until I can see her starting to loosen. Then, very carefully, I slide my fingertip inside.

“Oh my God!” Binx cries. “Rek, you’re inside me!”

The way she says it makes my cock swell up like a balloon that’s ready to bust. I should probably take it out of my pants before I hurt myself, but not until I’ve probed her a little more deeply. I push my finger into her as far as it will go.

“Oh my God! Oh myGod…”

“Do you like that, sweetheart? Does it feel good?”

“Yes! Oh my God, yes! I love the way you feel inside me.”

“And how about this?”

I slowly slide in and out of her, fucking her ass with my finger. She trembles and moans with pleasure. Her pussy is so wet that it’s literally dripping on the sheets, and the raw scent of her arousal almost sends me into a frenzy. I have to remind myself to be gentle and take it slow.

I work my finger in and out of her for another minute or more, making sure every inch of her canal is fully lubricated. Then I pull my finger out of her, and Binx whimpers at the sudden deprivation.

“Don’t worry,” I tell her. “Your ass won’t be empty for long. It’s time to try some toys.”

Binx doesn’t answer. She just lies face down on the bed panting and sweating with her ass lifted high.

I open the bottle and drizzle more lubrication over the business end of the smallest plug, slowly turning it with my fingers to make sure every side of the toy gets some. Then I press the plug sideways against Binx’s open cleft, and I gently slide it up and down, spreading the slippery fluid around until every inch of both the toy and her ass has a nice even coating. Once I’m convinced she’s ready, I center the tip of the plug against her anus and start to push.

I only manage to get it partway inside before Binx whimpers, as if in pain. As soon as I hear that sound, I pause what I’m doing and check in with her.

“Are you alright, Binx? I’m not hurting you, am I?”

“No,” she answers, though the tremble in her voice tells me she’s lying.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No!” she almost shouts, her voice suddenly desperate with need. “I want you to keep going.Please…”

“Alright, sweetheart. I’ll keep going, but you’re gonna have to relax a little. Can you do that for me?”

“I’m trying, but… it… it’s so big.”

Is she talking about this anal plug? ’Cause it really isn’t very big at all. It’s only a little thicker than one of my fingers, and it’s a hell of a lot smaller than my cock.

Behind me, Traven chuckles softly.

“Told you she was tight back there,” he says.

I turn and give him a look. He’s standing off to one side, watching the proceedings with folded arms. At some point, he decided to take off the sweatpants he was wearing, and now his big dick is jutting proudly and leaking precum.

“Are you just going to stand there and be smug?” I ask him. “Or are you going to help Binx relax so I can get this plug inside her?”

He quirks a brow.

“What do you want me to do?” he asks. “Whisper sweet nothings in her ear?”

“Perhaps you could use your mouth in a more profitable fashion.”

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