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Tonight Ch. 01

By: live2write



Suzanne awoke to a gentle caressing of a hand on her nipple. As she felt it stiffen she snuggled backward into Jim, fond memories of the leisurely lovemaking the night before making her lips curve in a smile. She could feel the heat from his body, the skin of his chest and thighs pressing into hers as he spooned her from behind.

She lay there a moment enjoying his casual caress. She felt his lips lightly touch the top of her ear then move down to nibble her earlobe. A delicious shiver ran through her body as she felt his warm breath, his teeth against the sensitive earlobe.

He whispered, "Tonight, I'm going to fuck your ass." He said it so softly, yet her reaction was immediate. Her heart began to race and her muscles tensed. He felt her surprise and gently began to run his hand up the side of her thigh, over her arm. 

"You know I want to fuck that ass of yours. Do you want it, too baby?"

She hesitated. They'd fantasized about that together before, and she'd certainly enjoyed anal sex in the past, but it was a long, long ago past. Her natural trepidation took precedence over the memories. His hand continued to caress and soothe. She began to relax a little.

"I would like you to answer," he coaxed. "Do you want to feel me fill you from behind?"

"Yes," was her simple reply, her heart racing a little faster. Their fantasies had been so hot, but now that it seemed a reality she didn't know what to expect from such an encounter. And why tell her now? So she could live in anxiety the rest of the day? 

"I know you're nervous, baby. Don't be. You know I wouldn't hurt you. I want to prepare you for this. I want you to love it, to beg me to give it to you in the ass."

His gentle, soft whispering started her body tingling, the feeling concentrated between her thighs. His hand returned to her nipple and pinched and pulled -- intensifying the tingling until a small moan escaped her throat.

"Come on babe, let's get started." Her eyes flew open wide and she turned on her back slightly to look at his face. He couldn't be serious! 

He grinned when he saw the look of surprise. "Yes, I'm going to take all day to get you ready for this. I've planned this awhile."

He shifted away and gently turned her the rest of the way onto her back. He leaned over her and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips, lightly brushing. As her lips parted in response the kiss deepened into a long, passionate embrace. Their tongues tangling, breathing quickly.

He broke the kiss and whispered against her lips, "Open your legs for me." 

Slowly she drew her thighs apart, exposing her sex, giving him the access he was requesting. His hand slid down her stomach, over her mound and cupped her sex, one finger curving slightly to part the labia. "My, my, you're already very wet." His caresses and kiss, his erotic plans for the day had worked their magic. She wanted him to touch her, to drive her crazy until screamed in orgasm. Her hips shifted slightly, pressing into his hand. Willing him to deepen his touch.

"Open them wider." His tone had become more deliberate, more commanding. She obeyed spreading her legs wide for him. He slipped a finger inside and pressed in firmly. She gasped, then moaned with pleasure. He moved his finger around inside her then slowly began to finger fuck her pussy, bringing her quickly to a dripping wetness... and an intolerable ache to have him inside her.

"Oh baby, I love how you respond to me," he said with a slight groan. A glow of pleasure filled her and she arched her hips against his hand. Thrilling to his touch.

He shifted above her and looked down into her eyes, slowly withdrawing his finger, now dripping with her juices. 

He hooked his hands under her knees and pushed her legs up and out until she was entirely exposed to his gaze. 

"Hold your legs just like that," he ordered. Waiting while she complied, grabbing the backs of her thighs to hold them in position. He fingered her again fast and hard, just a few short strokes. She gasped again at the sudden stab of pleasure. Then she felt his moistened finger press against the puckered hole further down. 

Immediately she tensed, knowing his intention. "Relax, don't fight it. You'll love this, I promise. Take a deep breath... come on you can do it... relax now." His finger was tracing around the rim of her tightly clenched hole. She did as instructed and breathed deeply, willing herself to relax. Knowing it was more painful to resist. 

With steady, insistent pressure, he pushed against her, feeling the resistance until the tip of his finger slipped inside. Suzanne let out a low, guttural moan as she felt his finger inexorably penetrating her. Up the first knuckle, then the second, then deeply inside her. She let out her breath in a rush as the deep ache of his invasion swept through her bowels. 

"That's it, baby, you're doing fine. Let me finger your ass a little." With that he began twisting his finger, driving it in deeper. He slowly began to withdraw it and she felt the ache lessen, the sensation of movement became arousing and she breathed in deep again. He slowly fingered her ass for a long time, eventually slipping in two fingers, stretching her open.

"Ohhhhhh, Jim....."she sighed. "That feels so tight!"

"I know, I need to stretch you, relax...." His fingers busily worked inside her. He spread them apart stretching her wider, getting her used to feel of something inside her.

Finally, he pulled his fingers out, watching as her hole slowly relaxed to its natural state. 

"Don't move." He slipped off the bed and she lay there, holding her legs in the air, completely exposed and vulnerable. She heard him at the hotel's bedside table. She couldn't quite tell what he was doing, but he was fumbling with something.

"Let's scoot you down a bit," he said. He grasped her waist and pulled her down the bed until her buttocks were resting on the edge. He stood between her splayed legs and looked at her body, thrilled that she would do this for him. Expose herself, make herself vulnerable.

He showed her what he had in his hand. It was a smallish plug. She recognized it as an anal plug and felt a shiver of nervousness overtake her again.

"We're going to plug this in and then have a great day seeing the sights. After a while you'll hardly know it's there."

She felt him press the hard rubber tip up to her ass and realized it was lubed and ready.

"Take a deep breath," he coaxed. "Don't fight it. It's going to stretch further than I just did, but you can do it. I know you can." He applied steady, forceful pressure until her hole began to stretch around the slippery tip. He had it so well lubed there was nothing she could do to resist its penetration. 

"NNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG," she moaned loudly, in distress. The plug was stretching her painfully. It's widening base forcing her open. She concentrated on not resisting. Jim didn't let up the pressure. He pushed steadily until the narrowed neck of the plug slipped past her sphincter, locking in place. 

"Good girl!" he praised her. "It might hurt for minute. Just relax, get used to it. He gently pulled her hands from her legs and let her lower them over the side of the bed. She rested there a minute, feeling full and painfully stretched.

"Sit up now," he ordered. Taking her hands he helped her into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. She felt slightly dizzy, but already the ache was lessening. She still felt unbearably full, though.

He pulled her to her feet and wrapped his arms around her, giving her a gentle hug. "There now, it just gets better from here."

He led her to the bathroom and told her to shower and dress for the day. He'd chosen her clothes and they were neatly folded on the bathroom counter. She was grateful for the privacy he gave her to adjust and get used to this thing in her ass.

After showering and dressing in the lacy bra and g-string. She put on the clothes he had selected. There was a short skirt, thankfully not too short, and a simple v-neck cotton shirt. It was a deep "V" though and it showed lots of cleavage. She smiled at herself in the mirror. She felt hot and sexy and ready for the day.

When she emerged from the bathroom, Jim simply smiled at her and slipped past for his turn at the shower.

Eventually he emerged, freshly scrubbed, shaved and dressed. He stepped close and pulled her into his arms. Smiling gently, he asked, "How're you doing?"

"Fine," her reply barely audible as she felt a sudden flush of embarrassment. Heaven knew where that came from. They'd certainly shared enough intimacy for there to be no need to feel awkward. But still... there it was.

He chuckled softly and continued to hold her, tightening his arms in a tender hug. His hands glided down her back, then lower to grasp her buttocks. He squeezed for a moment, then pressing hand right over where the plug was situated, he pushed with a steady pressure, reminding her of its presence quite forcefully. She sucked in a breath, gasping at the pressure...and at the erotic thrill it gave her. She felt herself growing aroused again, remembering how he'd fingered her and left her desire at a high pitch.

"Let's go have breakfast and explore," he grinned. Moving ahead of her to the hotel room door, he swept it open and gestured for her to precede him.

At breakfast and for the rest of morning, it was a normal day of sightseeing and exploring the city. They talked and laughed and shopped and walked. Soon after they left the hotel, Suzanne became used to the intruder in her ass and was hardly aware of it. Jim was an excellent conversationalist and had her laughing at his jokes and humorous observations.

At last they were starving for lunch. Jim suggested they go back to the hotel to freshen up, then find a nice sidewalk café and relax over a light meal and a bottle of wine. They had their arms companionably around each other as the entered the hotel and rode the elevator up to their room. Arms laden with shopping bags, Suzanne headed straight for the bed to dump them and sort through what she'd bought.

As she leaned over the bags, Jim stepped up close behind her and placed both hands squarely on her butt cheeks. Suzanne gave a start then relaxed into the feel of his hands on her. She loved it when he did this. Suddenly she was acutely aware of the plug still nestled inside her as he again applied a steady rhythmic pressure. Suzanne feel forward slightly, now leaning on the bed braced with her arms. 

"You like this, don't you baby?" Jim whispered as he continued pressing into the plug and then releasing. Suzanne's reply was a low, sustained moan as she concentrated on the sensations coursing through her body. She was used to the plug now, but having it moving inside her kindled all the desire that had been banked that morning. 

"Tell me you like it," he commanded gently.

"Yes, Jim, I love it. It feels... so... goooooood!" The end of her sentence came out on a rising crescendo as Jim pressed hard into the plug driving it deeper, shifting it's position to one her body hadn't gotten used to.

"Let's take it out now," he said. "Are you still nervous about having your ass fucked tonight, baby?" "No," she moaned, "I want you to fuck my ass now!" Suzanne was surprised at the depth and intensity of the desire that swept over her. Jim had had her aroused almost to the peak this morning, then stopped. Now, with barely any effort at all, she was there again, aching for him. 

"Oh no, it's going to be tonight, remember?" He teased. He reached into the drawer of the nightstand and took something out. She couldn't imagine what. He then raised the short skirt and draped it over her hips, exposing the round globes of her ass accentuated by the thong he'd chosen that morning. She felt him draw the thin strip of material to the side.

"This might feel a bit cold." She jumped slightly as the cool lube hit her skin. He began to spread the lube all round the base of the plug, making sure its extraction would be easy. While she was grateful for his thoughtfulness, it only delayed the inevitable. She tensed with expectation.

"Relax, this won't be bad at all." She could hear the smile in his voice, then gasped as he began to firmly twist the plug and apply a steady pull. The gasp turned into a loud moan as her sphincter stretched around the wide part of the plug. It felt like he was pulling her insides straight out of her. At last it was free and she felt her muscles spasm as they slowly contracted. She felt slightly dizzy and just leaned there panting for a moment.

Then she felt Jim's hands on her ass again. Slowly caressing, stroking, soothing.

"You did just fine, my Suzanne. I knew you'd love this." She felt his hands move the back of her thighs, then his warm breath as he leaned down to kiss each cheek. His hands slid to her inner thighs and gently pushed.

"Open up for me, Suzanne," he commanded. She shifted her feet wider apart as one hand slid up and she felt a probing finger spreading her lips apart.

"Mmmmmm, you really did like that plug, didn't you? You're dripping wet." The finger slid up and pressed hard against her clit. She cried out and her arms buckled for a moment in surprise at the almost painful stab of pleasure that rippled through her.

"You want to come, don't you Suzanne?"

"Yes!" she gasped. "Please, I want to come!"

"Please, Sir, make me come." His voice demanded her compliance in repeating it.

"Yes! Please, Sir, make me come!" she wailed.

"That's my good girl." With that he slipped his thumb inside her and redoubled his pressure on her clit. Stroke, pressing, fingering her urgently. With all the pent up tension, desire and emotion, it didn't take long before she cried out loudly as a wave of ecstasy coursed through her body and she came intensely, body rocking against his hand, moaning, panting, gasping.

"That's it, baby, come for me. Keep it coming, don't hold back." Wave after wave washed over her as he continued to finger her and stroke her sensitive flesh, not letting up, actually intensifying the assault. She was so sensitive, again it was almost painful. 

Just when she thought she couldn't take it any more and was going to ask him to stop, another thunderous orgasm wracked her body. It took her breath away. Her arms collapsed beneath her and fell to the bed. Tears coursed down her cheeks as the orgasm exploded through her. 

She felt Jim's fingers slow their touch, now lightly stroking. Bringing her down. She lay there for several long moments, trying to recover from the most intense sexual experience she'd ever had. And all he did was finger her!

She felt him move the thong back into place and lower her skirt. Murmuring soothing words. Watching her breathing slowly come back to normal.

"Now, you can have the bathroom first to freshen up. Then you can come back and help me."

She barely registered his words as she slowly rose and walked trancelike to the bathroom. She wasn't sure what he meant, and she was sure she didn't care. She had some recovering to do.

Tonight Ch. 02



I hear you lift the lid of our toy box and I hold my breath in anticipation. There are so many things to choose from, and I can only imagine what you must have in mind. I test the restraints again and try to be patient as you take your time. I hear you musing, picking up one toy, putting it back, picking up the next. 

My clit is still throbbing from your amazing tongue, and I am aching to feel you inside of me. I know that you are not ready though. You always take your time. You wait, tease, pleasure me, torture me and then when I can take no more, then you thrust into me. I am waiting...impatiently and I hear you close the lid to the box. I lick my lips. I want to taste you again. I want to taste your lips, or better yet, I want to feel your cock on my lips.

Feel your soft tip as it enters into my lips. I almost groan in the frustration of having to wait. Then I hear the dresser drawer open. Finally. I know it must be one of my favorite toys. We keep the lube in the dresser, and for you to be in there you must be planning to play with my ass. "Mmm," I moan softly as I feel your weight on the bed again. You pull one of the pillows from the headboard and place it under my waiting hips. 

You chuckle softly as I struggle against the restraints again. I want you, and you know it. I hear as you open the jar of lube and then moan again as I feel you applying the cold gel to my asshole. "Oh yes," I say softly as you circle my hole. You chuckle again and softly slap my pussy. 

"Be patient," you say, almost reproachfully. I know the rules. No talking, I have to wait. I have to be at your mercy. That's fine. I bite my lip as I push my hips against your circling digit. I feel one of your fingers enter my pussy as you push the other one gently against my asshole. It pushes in, Finally! I want to move against you, but I have to be patient. I feel the fingers inside of me, they are touching as you begin to move slowly in and out of me. You push two into my pussy and work the lube deep into my rectum. 

I feel something else now, different. You have removed your fingers from my pussy and you are now dripping oil down between my labia lips. I feel the cool oil dance over my still aching clit and drip slowly into my hole. Then you pour some directly into my hole. You put your two fingers back in, and then a third. You are stretching me. I feel you put more lube on my asshole as you put a second finger in there as well. 

I begin to pump my hips in response to your caresses. You push into my pussy and I push forward, you pull out of my ass and I pull back. I want to keep going, but you finish and reach across my body for something you have laid on the bed.

I feel the coolness of the rubber as you push my fat anal beads into my ass. I lick my lips in anticipation. I love it when you fuck me with the beads. They are solid, not the string, but rather connected by plastic. I push against you as the beads get bigger and bigger. They are tight now. You are down to the last bead, and it feels almost as if you might not get it in. I take a deep breath and push even harder.

Finally. They are all in. I feel so full, but you are not done. "Hold those there," you say softly as you reach across me again. Now I feel you at my pussy. You move my large vibrator over my clit and turn it on to its lowest setting. I moan and push my hips up, I want to feel more. Please, oh please, I want to beg. I don't have to though, now you are pushing it inside of me.

I have never been this full before. Between the vibrator and the large beads I feel tight, stretched and unbelievably aroused. You start to move the vibrator in and out of my pussy slowly. I feel it grinding against the beads. Then I feel something else, I feel a second body on the bed.

"I invited a guest," you say softly as I gasp. No! Someone else! No! I'm yours, I want to say, only yours. I feel as this second person pulls one of my nipples into their mouth. I feel a hairy chest move against my own and I can't help but moan. I don't care about the second man anymore, you are moving faster. 

The other mans lips move to my other nipple and suck it in. He bites down and sucks it further into his mouth. You are now pulling the beads out slowly and I can feel them pop. Everything is so tight, "OHH!" I moan louder as you push them back into me quickly. Then you are back to the vibrator again, pumping into me. I am pumping my hips, bucking while the other man is now straddling me and rubbing my tender breasts. 

I hear his breathing get quicker as he turns around and watches you begin to pump the beads and the vibrator in and out of me simultaneously. Then I feel it, his fingers on my clit...



Tonight Ch. 03



First, his finger caresses over my throbbing clit. I feel your breath as you blow on my wetness. Cool. Hot. Both of you move in unison. The stranger straddles my chest; I can feel his dick against my belly. But his fingers part me, and one of them now circles my clit.

Between the two of you, I am completely lost in sensation. You, pushing the dildo in and out of my pussy. Alternating between the dildo and the beads. Then pulling the beads out all together before fucking them back into me.

Him, circling my clit, as if he had all the time in the world. I want to buck my hips against what the two of you are doing to me, but I can't move. You have secured me against the bed, and I have no way to move. I am the captive in your game. I want to speak, to cry, to beg for more, or beg for less, but I can not. I know the rules.

As the final waves of orgasm pass over me one last time, I hear you talking to him. "Do you want to go first, or me?" you ask.

I feel utter panic. Go first? I didn't agree to this! I agreed to you. My lover, my cherished one. This man is not mine. Just you.

He speaks. His voice sounds familiar, but I can not place it. He'll go first.

My face burns as you both move away from my body, step away from the bed.

"You still with me?" you ask. I can feel you leaning down now, close to my ear. Your finger circles my nipple, lazy circles. Unhurried circles. 

I nod slightly, even though I want to scream that No! I'm not okay. But all I do is nod. Tears have come to my eyes. The idea of a strange man looking at my nakedness. And that you are allowing this. I feel hurt.

You seem to sense it. "Be still love," you say to me. I feel your lips as they caress mine. Your mouth as it closes over mine. Your tongue, darting in and out.

Then he's back. A warm, wet cloth moves over my mound. I buck at the new sensation. "I'm just washing you," he tells me.

I don't care. I want him gone.

But I lie quietly and try to focus on the sensation. That's what you always tell me to do. Just focus on how I feel. Not what I think, or what I want to change, but how does it feel.

And this feels nice.

I hear the cloth dip into a bowl he has brought with him. I hear the splashes of water as he wrings the excess water from the cloth. Then I feel as the hot cloth moves over my lower body. His finger dips between my lips, the roughness of the cloth moving against my clit. He moves it to my waiting hole and twists it as he pushes it in. "She's shaved, I like that," I hear him tell you. 

My face grows hot. Most of the time, you don't want me shaved. But two weeks ago you decided to bare all. You had me lie on the bathroom floor and hold my legs wide as you shaved me. I felt electricity as the cool razor dragged against my hot pussy. And then it was gone. And I was bare.

His cloth dipped lower now. Wiped up the lubricant and cream from my ass. "I should clean her out," he tells you.

I feel panic. I don't know what he intends, but I did everything I'd been told to do before you came home tonight. And that included cleaning myself out thoroughly.

"No, she's clean," you tell him. Thank you, I want to say. But as you lightly place your lips against mine again, I realize you know what I'm thinking. It's one thing to "clean myself" while I'm alone. Something entirely different to do in front of someone.

You've punished me like that before. You brought me into the bathroom and had me lie over your knees. First you spanked me, then you pushed the enema nozzel inside of me. You filled me completely with soapy water and then you made me hold it before I had to empty myself in front of you. The humiliation is something I still have not forgotten.

One last dip of the cloth and one last swipe over all of my genitals and he seems done.

"I'm going to examine you now," he says to me.

He wouldn't. You and I have played doctor before, but that's not something you'd allow someone else to do to me, would you? We even bought a speculum, and an anal probe, but that's just for the two of us, right?

But even as I think this, I can feel you move from the bed. "Let me adjust her feet higher," you say. I feel you loosen the restraints on my feet and then pull them up higher on the four poster bed. First one side, then the other. 

I'm now spread wide open. The cool air from the ceiling fan brushes against my completely exposed clit. I feel the air on my hole. My lips no longer hide me; my legs are too spread for that to happen. I moan. I've seen myself in this position before. When we played doctor. We have a mirror above the bed, and I could see everything you did to me that day.

So I know what's coming next...