Page 59 of Nailed at Home Plate

With a subtle nod, I let his hand take over with the dildo. He distracted me with a fierce kiss as hishand adjusted its grip. Gently, he found his rhythm. He groaned at the ease with which the toy moved within me. This was the first time a partner had ever used toys on me. It was so fucking mind-blowing.

He took his time, listening for cues and watching my body language. It was difficult to figure out what angle or speed worked when you weren’t on the same receiving end as the pleasure being administered. His gaze was intense as he watched. Each little flicker of his pupil drank in the erotic sight before him. I could feel myself melting quickly from his attentions.

“Yes, yes… Jamie,right there…”

It was too much. Between staring at Jamie devouring me with his gaze alone, to him thrusting the sex toy in and out of me, the fluster of it all bundled into one huge hot ball of desire in my abdomen. With one inhale I let out a shuddering breath as his mouth slipped over mine and joined forces with his thrusting hand to get closer to sending me over the edge.

“Oh my god, don’t stop! More…more…!” I whined as I begged against his kissing lips. My body arched off the bed as my free hand reached out to tangle in the sheets. Strangling the cotton fibers in my fierce grasp, I cried out. The orgasm came on hot and heavy. A certifiable tidal wave of delights coming from all angles.

“Ohfuck, Cady… Such a good girl. Such afuckinggood girl.” The animalistic growl of his words shoved me back off the sheer cliff all over again. My body spasmed with each incredible wave as Jamie continued his thrusting of the toy. The buzzing one in my hand didn’t waver, only enhanced each jolt of my orgasm.

Myscreaming slowly turned to breathless whimpers. I could only see stars in my eyes as Jamie eased back on his thrusts, drawing out the lingering delights. My cunt still reflexed of its own accord every so often, even though the more intense waves had fizzled out. That was the most intense toy orgasm I had in quite some time.

My breathing slowly returned to normal as I was finally able to refocus. Thumbing the control on the vibrating wand, I held it in to turn it off. Jamie took the cue and slowed the dildo to a stop. He slid the toy out of me when I gave him the nod to do so. The whimper that escaped me was a reflex at the loss of feeling so delightfully full.

Reaching down, my fingers graced the edge of the gem of the butt plug to pull it out, but Jamie stopped me, “Leave it.” My eyes met his, finding something sultry and pleading there in the endless seas. “That is if you’re okay? I’m…curious.”

Biting on my lower lip, I gave him a nod of consent. The thought made my heart race, but I realized that I’d always wanted to try it. There was a rustle in the condom box before he turned back to me with a sinful little grin.

The talented man juggled kissing me, ripping open the condom, put on said condom, all while slipping himself between my legs. It was an exciting flip of the switch. I went directly from the old-school method to the method I’d always fantasized about. Having sex with Jamie’sactualbody. With a very willing and excited Jamie.

He never made me feel silly or shamed me for what I desired. Hell, everything that turned me on turned him on even more. Sex like this was supposedto be carefree and fun. To feel comfortable enough with a partner that they would be happy to use sex toys and other fun stuff on you. With consent of course.

I welcomed back the heady feel of the weight of his body above mine. A warm cocoon covered me as he wedged his hips between my thighs. I relished in the closeness of his hips, cradled by my legs, while his arms caged me in from both sides. The glorious vision of his smile as he hovered over me was so damn delicious.

Caressing my fingers along his jawline, his lips smiled against mine. The man was the most level-headed person I’d ever met. How could he stay so calm and collected after that? He had to be ready to explode from the sheer pent-up arousal, yet he took time to be tender with me.

The moment he slipped inside me had us both moaning. Goosebumps prickled across my body from the sensation of his cock deep within me as the butt plug flexed along with my cunt. Oh, my fucking hell. How was I going to survive this session? Surely, I was going to combust. Disintegrate into a pile of hot, smoldering, ash.

I was so lost in the fluster of the new sensations that I didn’t notice Jamie adjusting his body until his forehead touched mine. My eyes flashed open and met with the most intense crisp blue. His hand lingered along the corner of my jaw, reassuring me. Holding me.

How the hell did something so utterly filthy turn into something that was so intensely intimate? It was honestly overwhelming.

I wasdrowning in the sensations, overheating me and yet making me feel at ease. His entire cock made its way deep inside me. He held it there, gently guiding me into this new experience. And what a delicious endeavor it was.

Not that I would shove a plug up my ass every sex session, but it was definitely worth a semi-regular rotation. Especially if the plug was joined with Jamie’s incredibly talented cock.

He was slow, but deep and deliberate, as he started to thrust in and out of me. My mouth cracked open in wonderment as breathy little noises of delight slipped forth, encouraging him on.

“You okay?”

“Fuck yes.” I huffed out with an arch of my hips up into his for emphasis. It earned me a delicious little groan from the depths of his throat.

“Good.” Jamie sighed out. “Fuck, Cady. You’re an incredible woman.”

My eyes flickered up to watch his face. His eyes were closed with his head tipped back. I could see the deep rhythm of his pulse in his neck. My god he was beautiful.

“Are you Team Butt Plug now?” I teased, leaning up to nip at the flutter of his pulse.

“Can’t say I’ve ever had a partner use toys with me before.” His hips slowed a bit as his face turned sheepish. Glancing down, he gave me a breathless kiss.

“Ever?” I asked, surprised. “Not even an ex had them or something?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Well, that you know of.” He gave me a huff of a breath in response. “You’ve been in that drawer how many times?”

“I was a littlepreoccupiedevery time I was digging for condoms.”

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