Page 49 of Empty Heat
I took a dark green one into my hand. It looked like a very thin cock, soft and pliable. “This one goes in easy and inflates slowly. It can be controlled by you. Or by me.”
“Oh.” He sounded a little scared.
I took another from the box. “This one is called the tentacle.” It was pink and blue and I held it up for him to inspect. It had tiny bulbs on the sides, to create more pleasure to the sensitive areas inside an omega. “See? It’s very tiny at the end. It gets bigger. You can take as little or as much as you wish.”
He took a huge breath. “My body is on fire. Looking at these is both exciting and scary.”
“No need to be scared. They can be used or not and come out in an instant.”
“They’ll stretch inside me, right?”
“Yes. Your hole will be stretched. But that does not cure the problem of having a pronounced smaller canal. That’s why I like the smaller toys for you, and the ones with tiny ends that can go in and stop if you wish.”
“But I want you to knot me.”
“Knots are something we will work toward.”
“But is there a toy with a knot?”
“Yes. This one.” I held out a thin, inflatable toy. “There is a secondary bulb at the base that can inflate when you’re ready.”
He frowned. “If it goes all the way in.”
I set it aside and leaned forward. “We don’t have to use any of them.” I kissed his nose.
“Can’t you just use a numbing agent?”
“Never. You must feel it. It’s all about feeling. If there is pain, that’s enough. We stop. But if you can’t feel it, it could cause serious damage.”
He moaned and fell back. His cock was very rigid against his abdomen. His hips arched up a few inches and he spread his legs and bent his knees.
“I want to watch.” He propped some pillows behind him. He’d gone from shy to openly asking now. His heat was in full swing.
“Which toy first?”
“The smallest. The one you first showed me. If it doesn’t hurt, I’ll know I can try the others.”
“You’re already holding it.” I pointed to his hand still gripping the first toy I’d shown him.
He uncurled his hand and held the little pink dildo out to me. I took it and some lube. He was slick, but the toy needed to be greased up well. I refused to cut any corners.
I sat between his legs. “All right if I touch you?”
“Yes.” His eyes were wide. He looked at me with total trust.
A feeling like a wind inside me swept up and into my lungs, pushing the air out of me. He was gorgeous, spread for me, his firm thighs bunched, his stomach rippled. His cock and balls were stretched tightly from arousal swelling.
“I’m going to put a pillow under your lower back.”
He handed me a pillow before I could reach for one and lifted his lips. His cock bounced right in front of me.
I quickly positioned the pillow beneath him and began to pet his cock.
He groaned and lifted himself above the pillow. I saw his crease spread as I massaged his cock and balls. It showed his tiny hole, pink and glistening.
The tiny hole moved. He wanted this. His body was responding to the heat, needing to be opened, but how far could I go?
We would find out together.
