Page 62 of 'Tis the season of Wicked Deeds

However, I can’t deny the thrill coursing down my spine.

It mixes with a little apprehension when I gape at the size of the plug I chose. I was in such a hurry that I grabbed the biggest one in the shape of an egg with a wide base.

Driven by the submissive need to please Kingston, I lift the skirt of my dress and bunch it around my waist. Dragging my thong and stockings down, I spread my legs and bend, supporting myself against the wall.

I’m so fucking wet, I use it to lube up the plug before slowly pressing it against my asshole. Loose from playing with it earlier, I thrust the plug relentlessly against the muscles until finally, the toy slips in.

I bite my lip to stop my whimper from escaping when it’s seated to the hilt inside. It takes two breaths before I adjust to the feel of it.

The fullness so weird yet pleasing.

I’m still bent over when the curtain to the room is pulled aside and Kingston steps inside. His large, towering frame takes up all the space as he does so. I don’t move and it pleases him from the way his eyes flare.

Slowly trailing his fingers up the back of my thigh, he asks hoarsely, “Is it inside you?”

I nod, right as his fingers reach between the crack of my ass. I shudder violently when he presses against the flat base, pushing the toy deeper. My head drops, hair falling in a curtain, and I moan low, “King.”

He tugs it out an inch and thrusts hard again. Standing behind me, he forces my legs wider with his feet and tilts my hips up. Roughly shoving my dress higher up my back, he rotates the toy until it’s pressing against every nerve ending in my channel.

Thrust.

I moan.

Thrust.

I tremble.

Thrust.

I grind and cry out, “Kingston!”

“Did I say you can be loud, you brat?”

I shut my mouth. The second, I feel his hot breath blow on my pussy. I’ve been so fucking stimulated since this morning, that I flinch when his fingers touch my slit. Wet noises fill theair when he massages the dripping arousal all over my clit to the back of my asshole.

“Don’t move,” he warns.

Something cold and rubbery and slippery presses against my entrance. Oh fuck. Another toy? It feels so big that my pussy fights it.

“Kingston… I-I can’t.”

“Relax for me, darling.” His tongue replaces the toy to lick my slit. Opening me with his fingers, he shoves his tongue inside, ruthlessly fucking me.

I can’t help riding his face.

He groans appreciatively against my core, sending vibrations up my spine. I’m certain he loves eating pussy. I’ve lost count of how many times he spread me open and worshipped my pussy like I’m a meal.

When he rips his mouth away, I whine, chasing his tongue by pushing back.

“Open for your master, Twinkle,” he sharply orders, aiming the toy at my hole and forcing it in with steady and relentless pressure. “Take every fucking inch like you’ll take my fat cock tonight.”

Under his filthy words, my body listens and I let him push the head of the dildo inside me. Once my walls lock around it, Kingston drives it deeper, stretching my pussy like it’s his little fucktoy.

At his mercy, I can do nothing but take and take.

The butt plug moves with the thrusts in my other hole, sending sparks of ecstasy through my system. Tears leak from my eyes when Kingston shoves the dildo home.

“Now, I can’t wait to fill your mouth.”

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