Page 57 of Daddy Next Door

As if sensing my thoughts, Ethan's movements became more soothing, more rhythmic. "The plug I've chosen is perfect for beginners—tapered tip, not too large. And the sensation when it's in while I fuck you . . ." His voice dropped even lower. "There's nothing else like it, little one. Trust me."

His words, combined with his skilled fingers in both my openings, had me relaxing into the new sensations. The burn of stretching had faded, replaced by a strange, deep pleasure I'd never experienced before.

"I think you're ready," Ethan said after several more minutes of careful preparation. I heard the snap as he removed the glove, then the sound of more lubricant being dispensed. "Look at this, Lily. This is what you're going to take for me."

He moved to where I could see him, holding a smooth black silicone plug. It was smaller than I'd feared – tapered at the tip, widening to a bulb before narrowing again to a flared base. The sight of it sent a confusing mixture of apprehension and arousal through me.

"It's going to feel intense at first," Ethan explained, coating the plug generously with clear lubricant. "The widest part is the challenge, but once it's past, your body will hold it naturally." He returned to his position behind me. "Ready?"

I nodded, then remembered his preference. "Yes, Daddy. I'm ready."

The cool, blunt tip of the plug pressed against my prepared entrance. Unlike his fingers, it was unyielding, though the silicone had some give. Ethan applied steady, gentle pressure, allowing my body to accept the intrusion at its own pace.

"Breathe," he reminded me as the plug widened, stretching me further than his fingers had. "Relax into it."

I focused on my breathing, on the strange pleasure-pain of the stretching, on the persistent arousal that still hummed through my body from all our previous activities. The pressure increased as the plug reached its widest point, a burning stretch that made me gasp.

"Almost there," Ethan encouraged. "You're doing so well, little one."

With one final push, the widest part slipped past the tight ring of muscle, and my body swallowed the rest of the plug naturally, the base coming to rest snugly against me. The sudden fullness was overwhelming – not painful, but intensely present, impossible to ignore.

"Oh!" I gasped, my internal muscles clenching reflexively around the intrusion, which only intensified the sensation of fullness.

"Perfect," Ethan murmured, his fingers tracing the edge where the base of the plug met my skin. "How does it feel?"

"Full," I managed, still adjusting to the novel sensation. "So full, Daddy."

"Good." His hand smoothed over my still-sensitive ass, the skin warm and slightly tender from the earlier spanking. "Now comes the best part."

The blunt head of his cock nudged against my entrance, slipping easily through my abundant wetness. "So ready for me."

He pushed forward slowly, entering me with exquisite care. The sensation was unlike anything I'd experienced before—his cock filling my pussy while the plug occupied my ass created a fullness so complete it bordered on too much. The thin wall of tissue separating the two intrusions seemed to amplify every sensation, making me acutely aware of both his cock and the plug.

"Oh god," I moaned as he seated himself fully inside me, his hips pressed against my tender ass.

I felt his chest press against my back as he leaned forward, his lips finding my ear. "You feel incredible," he whispered. "So tight around me with that plug filling your ass. I can feel it through the wall, pressing against my cock."

The graphic description made me clench involuntarily around both intrusions, drawing matching groans from both of us.

"I'm going to move now," Ethan warned, straightening up again. "Tell me if anything hurts."

He withdrew slowly, the drag of his cock creating friction against the plug through the thin membrane separating them. The dual sensation was overwhelming, making me gasp with each small movement. When just the head of his cock remained inside me, he pushed forward again with deliberate slowness.

"Fuck," he swore softly. "The way you tighten around me when I move . . . I can feel everything, Lily."

I could only moan in response, words beyond me as my body adjusted to this new form of pleasure. Each thrust moved the plug slightly, creating a feedback loop of sensation that built upon itself with every movement.

Ethan established a rhythm, careful and measured at first, giving me time to acclimate to the intense stimulation. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady as he moved within me. The position—bent over the spanking bench, exposed and filled—heightened the feeling of submission, of being completely his to use and pleasure.

"More," I begged as my body fully adapted to the dual penetration. "Please, Daddy, harder."

"Such a greedy girl," Ethan teased, but his hips snapped forward with more force, driving his cock deeper into me. The increased tempo jostled the plug, intensifying the sensation of fullness to an almost unbearable degree.

Every thrust pushed me closer to the edge. The persistent pressure of the plug combined with the friction of his cock created a unique stimulation that seemed to reach deeper than anything I'd experienced before. My earlier orgasms had sensitized me rather than satisfied, making every nerve ending hyper-responsive to his movements.

"Touch yourself," Ethan commanded, his rhythm becoming less controlled as his own pleasure built. "I want to feel you come around my cock while that plug fills your tight little ass."

I reached beneath me, finding my swollen clit with clumsy fingers. It took only the lightest touch to send pulses of pleasure radiating outward. Between the dual penetration and the direct stimulation of my most sensitive spot, I rocketed toward orgasm with dizzying speed.

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