“This is the smallest plug, baby. I’m going to slid it in, all right?”
“Yes, please.” She wiggled her ass at him, and he smiled at her enthusiasm. She gasped delightedly at the slippery invasion of the jelly plug and moaned softly as it slipped inside her ass. The jelly material and the lubricant made it easy to take, and she flexed her hips and moved with him as the plug slid with relative ease into and out of her bottom. He pumped it several times, satisfied that she could move on to the next. He placed it on another towel spread on the dresser next to the bed where he would collect what they’d used to be cleaned later.
“This one is bigger, honey.” He lubricated the tip and smoothed more on her opening. He’d do everything he could to minimize her soreness. The tip slid easily into her well-lubricated opening. He twisted as he pumped it back and forth and listened to her pant as she tried to relax for him.
“How does it feel?”
“It feels good and naughty at the same time.”
“Mmm, are you saying you’re being naughty, Rachel?” Eli asked in a deep dark voice. Her head came up, and her lips parted with a happy sigh.
“I may get much naughtier before we’re through.”
He almost got sidetracked with fantasies about how she might get naughtier and shook his head to clear it then patted her fanny lovingly. “We’ll see about that. Relax, baby, I’m going to slide it all the way in.”
The plug slid easily enough, but there was more resistance this time as the widest part slid in, and she gave another aroused sigh as he pumped it in and out like the other one. So far, so good. He pushed gently on it once it was all the way in and enjoyed the sound of her ecstatic moan. He gently removed it and laid it aside in favor of the next size up.
She handled this well. The playtime last night must have helped her. She did not visibly work to relax to allow for a tighter fit, so he continued to the next one. This one was longer and wider at its thickest point. The jelly was very flexible, which was why he’d chosen these, so she would be able to move comfortably, relatively speaking, while she was at home.
He lubed the tip and length. Before he placed it at her opening, he looked down at Rachel and thought she might like to be in a more relaxed position. He placed his hand on her lower back.
“Rachel, why don’t you relax your arms and legs. Pull your knees under you. Yes, like that, and cross your forearms and rest your forehead on them or the bed. There, now you can relax a little more. I don’t want to rush through this process.”
“Thank you, honey,” she murmured quietly, sounding totally into their play. He stopped to gaze at her appreciatively, enjoying the sheer eroticism of the moment and her sweet, submissive posture. The trust she held for him was obvious in her relaxed, vulnerable position.
He placed the broader tip at her entrance and slowly pressed inside. She breathed out slowly. The tight ring of muscle resisted a little over the intrusion but allowed entry after only a little gentle pumping. She hummed lightly at the sensation then let out a startled gasp as its extra length slid into her ass, and she hissed at the end of the stroke.
“Does that hurt, Rachel?” Eli asked attentively as he pumped it into her ass several more times.
“No,” she said simply.
“Are you sure?”
“No. Eli?”
“Yes, baby?”
“I…”
“Tell me.” He sensed what she was feeling and continued to pump in a steady rhythm with the plug.
“I–Is there another one?” she asked in a shaky voice.
“Yes, one more is the most I’ll give you today.”
“Can I have it, please? Right now? I want it.” His cock responded sympathetically to the tension in her voice, weeping a tear from its slit. The greedy bastard wanted to commiserate, too.
“You can have it, baby.” He released the one inside her, lubed the next, and readied for a trade. This jelly plug was the same length but thicker through its length then tapered again by the handle. If she could grow accustomed to this plug with little discomfort, it wouldn’t take long to be ready for his cock. He didn’t want to rush her through the process. He wanted it to be about her pleasure and not a means to an end. His cock screamed and twitched incessantly, wanting to be useful, too.
She held still for him and waited patiently. He pumped the plug already in her and began the rhythm again that she liked. The larger plug was ready in his hand. Rachel moaned as he slid one out of her, placed it aside, and immediately positioned the tip of the other in her quivering opening. Eli placed his fingertips at her swollen pussy lips. He rubbed gently then stroked upward to her clit. Rachel reacted with a stunned gasp at the added sensation. Eli pressed for entry with the fourth anal plug, and she moaned loudly as the thick part began to crest at her opening.
“Ogodogodogodogodogod,” she murmured but kept it at a low level.
She didn’t sound like she was in pain, so he continued to press it inside her a bit more until about one-third of the length was inside her. He reached beneath the towel and removed the silver egg. Still warm, he gently placed it over her wet pussy lips so she would know something was about to happen.
“Wh–what is that?” she asked after shuddering again.
“It’s a little gift. One of my surprises for you.”
“Wh–what are you going to do with it?”
“For now, I’ll hold it against your clit, but later I may place it deeper inside you. It’s a small vibrator, and I’m turning it on now.”
It was the perfect size to hold between her lips and over her clit. He turned it on with the remote and held the egg to her damp pussy as she began to quiver and cry out. He began pumping the anal plug again as she writhed, returning to her hands and knees. Her juices seeped through his fingertips, and he felt her thighs tremble hard as she whimpered.
Finally, he was plunging all seven inches into her ass, glad he’d used extra lubricant as he pushed the plug to the hilt and it slid into place with the handle against her opening. He released it and parted his robe and shrugged it from his shoulders.
“Do you like the little egg?”
“Yes! Oh, Eli, yes! I love it, but will you please fuck me now?”
“Would you like me to remove the plug first?”
“Oh! No! Leave it, please, Eli. Leave it and slide that big cock in me now, please! I’m going to come. I can’t hold it off any longer! Oh, god, Eli, please!” she wailed.
He positioned his steely cock thrust home with one gentle stroke into her tight, hot cunt. She let loose a high-pitched wail as she began to buck under him. He fucked her with his answering thrusts as her orgasm rushed over her. He loved the tightness of her pussy as she rode his cock to another tumultuous orgasm on the heels of the first and showed no signs of stopping or slowing down.
“Ooooh! Eli! Fuck me hard! Oh, yes! Harder! Oh, fuck, yes that’s perfect! Ah! Don’t stop!”
He continued to thrust into her, giving her exactly what she asked for, pleased with her wild abandon. He chuckled. “My baby feels like talking dirty. You sure are being naughty, Rachel. I guess I’m going to have to see about disciplining my naughty little girl. What do you think?” Eli grinned as her breathing turned into raspy cries and fresh honey flowed over his cock, which confirmed what she thought of that idea.
“I think you definitely need to deal with naughty behavior. It could get worse, out of hand. Oh, Eli, what you do to me! I’m so wet just thinking about it.”
Pumping continuously into her pussy, he asked, “The plug feel okay?”
“Oh, hell, yes! I feel so full, so tight. I feel like I’m on fire!”
“Where is the fire, baby? Can you tell me?” He slid a finger into the handle of the plug, ready to show her something new. His cock throbbed, aching for release.
“My–my ass and…”
“Where, baby?” he asked softly and slowed the pumping of his hips a bit. She groaned in frustration as he slowed down. “Where?”
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��My ass and my pussy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes!” she howled. “Eli! I’m so close. Don’t stop now!” She wailed in dissatisfaction as he slowed further.
“Don’t worry, you’re going to come hard for me.”
She swallowed convulsively and whimpered, “What are you going to do?”
He slid almost the entire length of the anal plug from her ass, leaving only the tip inside her. As he slid it out, he slid his cock back in to the hilt then reversed and gave her every inch of the plug as he pulled his cock out until only the head remained inside her. He continued the seesawing rhythm as she moaned softly and grasped a handful of the comforter in each hand. Her hips began to softly undulate with his movements, finding her place in the rhythm. Her back arched, and she glanced back at him over her shoulder.
“How’s that feel?”
“Amazing! So naughty. Like being fucked in both places at once. I love it!” She howled as her movements became more forceful.
“This is as close as we’ll ever get to a threesome, baby. I could never share you, but you can have this anytime you want.” He increased the pumping rhythm, pleased she enjoyed it so much.
“I only want you, Eli. Only you. Give it to me hard!” she pleaded. She laughed as he growled in reply.
He gently pushed the plug back in to the hilt and released it. He grasped her softly curved hips in his hands and pistoned hard into her soft heat. The sound of damp flesh smacking together filled the quiet of his bedroom.
“Come for me, Rachel. Oh, yes, yes! You’re so tight and hot.”
His hand left her hip and returned the little silver egg to her clit. Three seconds later, she let loose with an earsplitting howl he was certain that Kelly would hear even with the bedroom door closed on the other side of the duplex.
Her hips thrust back against him as her pussy clamped down on his cock and squeezed him like a fist, taking him along with her. His head fell back as a shivering tingle radiated hotly down his spine. He shouted his release as it poured from him. Her breath came in ragged sobs as she collapsed under him.
Still inside her, he kissed her back and her shoulders. He pulled the tie on the blindfold loose, smoothed her hair back from her face and listened as her breathing gradually returned to normal. She remained motionless.
“Damn, baby. Are you all right?” he asked, concerned for her.
“Yes, I can’t move. I think I’m dead.”
He pulled out slowly and helped her crawl up to her pillow to lie down. He removed the towel from the sheet and covered her with the turned-down sheet and blanket. He left the plug in place for now and gathered everything else in the other towel to wash and put away. He sat down on the edge of the bed facing her, and she drowsily opened her eyes and gazed up at him from deep pools of blissful blue. He smiled tenderly and stroked her cheek.
“Go to sleep, baby. I’m going to wash all of this and put it away, and then I’ll lay down with you. Do you feel all right with the plug in place, or should I remove it?”
“How long should I wear it each day?”
“Only for an hour, maybe two. We’ll remove it before we go eat.”
“I can handle that. Hurry back,” she murmured sleepily.
He sat there, watching her for a moment as she fell asleep. Her cheeks were rosy from her orgasmic blush, and he marveled at her stamina. He stroked a lock of her hair, which was spread out in wild disarray on his pillows. He couldn’t wait to come back to bed and rest his cheek on the silken strands and breathe her scent in as he drifted off for a nap.
Chapter Twenty-One
The scent of jasmine evoked memories of their play earlier that afternoon as Rachel pulled back the covers on Eli’s bed. The scent rose in the air, and Rachel smiled, not surprised by the warm thrill that raced through her body. Knowing she had work to do out in the garage, she’d decided to stay home that night and thanked Eli for the invitation, and he’d understood completely.
The main hurdle for the evening was the one she’d dreaded a little.
She walked out into the garage and opened the automatic door. The enclosed space reeked of smoke. What was left of her old life filled a stack of boxes the size of a small car. Having laid Matthew down for the night, Kelly followed her out into the garage.
“Want some company?”
“Sure.” Rachel could have put this off for a few days, but she felt driven to put the whole experience with the fire behind her as quickly as possible. It was late, but she’d had a nap earlier and didn’t feel sleepy.
Rachel noticed that Kelly had a roll of paper towels and a bottle of spray cleanser and a three-gallon bucket full of sudsy water. “If you find any clothes worth saving, they can soak overnight in this.”
“Thank you,” she said quietly as she lifted the lid on her cedar chest. Lifting the tissue-wrapped tablecloth and christening dress and several other similarly wrapped bundles from the chest, she handed them all to Kelly, who took them inside the duplex for safekeeping. She re-covered the cedar chest with the old blanket to protect it and carefully moved it out of the way.
Pulling the Dumpster over to the stack of boxes, she opened the first box. The sharp, acrid odor hit her in the face and transported her back to the moment when she realized she had to grab what she could and run.
She grimaced and said, “Would you mind getting that box of trash bags from the kitchen, Kelly?”
“Sure.” Kelly hopped up and returned quickly with them.
Rachel looked in the box that was full of her clothing, now coated in a layer of smoky soot. Kelly opened a trash bag and held it while Rachel made quick work of sorting the contents of the box into the trash bag or into the bucket of hot, soapy water. She sorted all the boxes of clothing first, most of which went into the Dumpster, she noted with a disgusted sigh.
Rachel removed photographs from frames and tossed the grimy, soot-smeared frames in the trash. The knickknacks and collectibles that were cleanable Kelly worked on with the paper towels and spray. Kelly handled each item with care, taking them inside to wash in a sink of soapy warm water after removing most of the soot out in the garage. The last thing Rachel needed was for her new home to begin to smell like smoke, and so she was choosy with what she attempted to salvage.
It was eleven when she stopped for the evening. Kelly said goodnight and took Matthew back to her place to get some sleep. She’d be leaving in the morning to return to Abilene. Rachel hugged her and thanked her for all the help, glad for this chance to have gotten to know a member of Eli’s family. Rachel took her shower then smoothed on a little of the jasmine-scented lotion Eli had purchased for her.
* * * *
“Thanks, Ethan. I appreciate your advice,” Eli said as they left Ethan’s office at The Dancing Pony. It was after closing time, and the evening had been slow, which gave Eli the opportunity to talk to Ethan privately. He’d broached the subject of Rachel’s earlier statement as delicately as he could, knowing that Ethan would not want it widely known that he knew much about the topic of erotic spanking.
“I hope that helps, Eli. Remember, if you put her needs first, you’re both going to be satisfied with the outcome. Take small steps and let her responses be your guide. It’s very considerate of you to look into this for her,” Ethan said, dropping his keys in his pocket.
“I felt awkward asking you because I didn’t want to take a chance on offending you.” Eli looked him in the eye as Ethan stopped and turned to him in the dimly lit hallway.
Ethan grinned and shook his head, reassuring Eli. “I know. Grace and Rachel are close. If Gracie feels all right talking to her about it, then I should feel equally comfortable talking with you about it. My door is always open. I appreciate your discretion, though. You heading home?” he asked.
“When all the ladies are in their cars safely, yeah. I’ll be headed home. Kelly is going back to Abilene tomorrow.”
“Wish I could have met her. Maybe next time. Has Rachel been staying with you?” Ethan a
sked.
“Yeah.”
“How’s that working out?”
Eli couldn’t fight the sappy grin that spread on his face. “It’s been great having her there, but she’ll be over at her place after tonight. Kelly’s been staying there the last few nights.”
“Rachel’s independent.”
“That she is. I came home today to find she had landscaped and was working on my lawnmower.”
Ethan chuckled. “Sounds about right. She’s independent in a good way, which comes from being on her own for a few years. So you like having her over there?”
“It’s like coming home, where before it was just a place I rented.” Eli imagined Rachel asleep at that moment, soft and warm in his bed. The caveman in him growled softly.
“Word of advice?” Ethan asked. At receptive Eli’s nod, he continued. “Give her whatever space she needs, but let her know you want her with you. If she’s anything like Grace, don’t expect a permanent arrangement unless you plan to make it official.”
“Gotcha, boss. I’m already on it.” Eli grinned broadly.
* * * *
Eli didn’t just inhabit her dreams, now he tucked himself in behind her and pulled her against his warm, muscular chest as if she were weightless. Rachel shifted and turned to him, opened her legs, and wrapped her thigh and calf around his hip. She was already warm and wet from her dream as she snuggled deeper into him. She rubbed her nose and cheek against his pectoral muscles. Smiling contentedly, she slid her hand over his forearm and biceps. Her thigh slid over his hip, and when it registered in her mind that it was bare, she pressed her hips to his and felt the heat of his erection. He hissed softly as she did that, and his big, warm hand slid down the curve of her back over her derriere and pressed her to him with a yearning groan.
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