Page 61 of Possessing Paisley

I pop the cap to the lube, rub some on my fingers, then bring them to her pussy. She startles but quickly relaxes when I begin playing with her clit. With my other hand, I squirt some lubeonto her asshole and rub my thumb around the tight ring. As soon as I stroke over the hole, she tenses.

“Shh. Relax, baby. We’ll go slow.”

It’s going to take superhuman strength not to rush this, but I want her to enjoy it.

As I keep playing with her pussy, she moans and starts to move her hips against my touch. When she pushes her hips back slightly, I press the tip of my index finger into her ass, watching as her hole stretches around me.

“Oh, it burns, Daddy. It burns.”

“I know, baby. Breathe through it. That sensation will go away, and it will start to feel good.”

With each tiny thrust, her asshole relaxes, letting me in a little deeper until I’m up to my second knuckle.

“You’re doing so well, baby. Your ass is so tight. I’m going to add a second finger to stretch you some more.”

She whimpers but nods, so I add my middle finger, groaning as I watch. Fuck. In a minute, it’s going to be my cock in there.

“Oh, ohhhh,” she moans. “That feels good.”

I stroke her clit several times while continuing to play with her ass. “Such a good girl. Daddy’s good girl. I love you, baby. I’m so proud of you.”

My words of praise are all it takes for her to relax enough for both of my fingers to slide all the way into her ass before she starts moving in sync with my thrusts.

“I…” she pants. “I want you. Please. I want you inside me.”

She doesn’t have to ask me twice. Slowly, I pull out of her and clean my fingers one on of the towels.

“Deep breath in, baby, then let it out slowly.”

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PAISLEY

Should I be ashamed of how good this feels? I never expected my most intimate hole being played with would be so hot. So sensitive. I also didn’t realize how submissive it would make me feel to let the man I love touch me there.

He’s in complete control, and I’m giving him this piece of me I never thought I’d allow anyone to have.

He rubs my lower back as he nudges the head of his cock against the tight ring of muscle. I’m supposed to take a breath, but I can’t seem to find one.

“Baby, you have to relax, or it’s going to hurt.”

I’m trying. It’s not that I’m scared; I just don’t know what to expect. His fingers were one thing, but his cock is another. It’s thick and long, and I’m not so sure I’ll be able to take the entire thing. I want to make him proud. I want to please him. I want to be owned by him completely. But I don’t know if I can relax.

Then, he leans over me and kisses the back of my neck, his short beard tickling me, and whispers, “I love you, baby girl. So fucking much.”

And I melt for him, letting him in, letting him stretch me to the max.

“Daddy,” I cry out.

The burn is back, but he distracts me by playing with my clit while he slowly inches in.

“That’s my girl. Daddy’s got you, baby. Such a good fucking girl.”

His voice is harsh, like he’s barely hanging on. I love that I do this to him. That I make him come apart like he does to me. It’s a powerful thing.

“Please,” I murmur, gripping the bedding beneath me. “I need more.”

He gives it to me, thrumming my clit faster and harder until I’m pent up with the need to explode. His cock strokes something inside my body that feels so fucking good, and I start to meet his thrusts. He slams his hips against my ass. I’m so full, yet I want more. More of him. I want everything.

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