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Opening Ch. 01

By: RedTang



"Open!"

The command hung in the quiet stillness of the room. The girl on the bed looked up with masked trepidation. She was naked, lying on her back, with her legs slightly spread and hanging over the edge of the bed, as if she'd been standing next to the bed and had fallen backward, or been pushed over onto it. The afternoon light filtering through the thin curtains over the hotel windows gave plenty of light to see the rumpled bed covers and comforter pulled to the end of the bed.

"Sir, I don't want to."

"I didn't ask you what you wanted, I told you to open for me. Now." 

Ava looked up at the dark-haired man standing over her, close enough that his thighs almost touched her feet as he stood next to the bed. He was glaring down at her with a slightly annoyed expression on his face. Looking at the steely glint in his eyes, Ava took a deep breath and slowly pulled her legs up, bending her knees and spreading them apart just a bit more. His gaze traveled down her body, pausing at her breasts. Large and round, they were topped by dark pink areolae and nipples the size of small marbles. Leaning over the bed, the man reached out and took one of her nipples and twisted it slightly. Ava gasped. Smirking at her reaction, he reached her other nipple and repeated the motion. 

"You like that, don't you?" he asked in a low voice. The man returned his fingers to the first nipple and squeezed, somewhat more gently this time, grasping her breast and pulling his fingers up over her areola and nipple, rolling her nipple between his thumb and pointer finger. It hardened in response to his attention.

"Yes, sir," Ava murmured. He continued to touch her breasts for a moment, tracing circles around her areolae before taking her nipples between his fingers again. Ava turned her head to the side as he gave a final hard pull.

The man straightened, moving to stand directly between Ava's spread legs. Allowing his gaze to continue down, he took in the sight of Ava's belly and the tattoo on her hip, and then finally focused his gaze on her pussy. Her skin was bare, with not a hair to be seen.

"Ava, are you freshly waxed?"

"Yes sir. Yesterday."

"Good. Very good."

"Do you like the way it looks, sir? I did it for you."

"Yes I do. Good girl." 

The man bent over her. Reaching out, he ran a finger up from her thigh to circle above her mons, and then stroked down. Avoiding her slit, his finger stroked one lip, then the other, feeling her smooth skin. Ava shivered at his touch. He looked up from her pussy into her eyes, seeing her watching him. He smiled slightly. 

Without warning, the man pulled his hand back and gave a small smack at the top of Ava's mons. "Ahh..." a sound emerged from Ava's throat. "Oh, sir, please, no. Not on my pussy." Hearing in her voice what he knew she really wanted, the man shifted to the side. He gave another smack, his hand open, landing on her labia. Ava made a small sound again as she felt the sting of his hand on her lips, and then the warmth spreading from her lips into her pussy.

Her head turned to the side, her eyes closing. Then, once more, she felt his hand, a little harder. This time Ava jumped as she felt the spark on her clit, still hidden in its sheath. She gave a little whimper, but there was no further touch on her pussy. She sensed him move, and opened her eyes to find that he had moved back to stand between her legs and was staring down at her pussy. She could see how hard he was.

"Ava, that was for not listening. I still can't see very well. Open wider."

Ava pulled her legs back more, until her legs were pulled up nearly as far as she could. She could feel the cool air of the room on her pussy, which was reddening from even those few smacks. "Good." 

Reaching out, the man ran his fingers around the edges of her pussy again, touching lightly. Her legs were now spread wide enough for him to run his fingers down the edge between her pussy and thigh without getting close to her slit. As he stroked, he slowly moved his fingers inward, running them over her outer lips. He could almost see them swelling as he stroked, and just the small touch of his finger as he approached her slit was enough to make her lips part slightly. He smiled at the sight. 

After a few moments of stroking, the man straightened and looked at Ava's face, noticing her slight flush. 

"Very smooth. Your waxer did a good job on the outside. Did it feel good when she touched you?"

"It hurt, sir. When she pulled the hair off." 

"And did she touch you on the inside to get to the hairs on the inside?"

"Yes, sir." 

" I need to check that all the hair is removed."

"Oh, sir, no, please. Don't look inside."

"Ava, don't talk back."

"Sir, please don't make me do this. Don't make me show the inside of my pussy to you."

"I didn't ask!" His voice rose at this last. He lightly smacked her again, twice, this time once on her inner thigh just below her pussy, and then once again on her pussy. Ava gave out a little gasp.

"Open your pussy for me. Now."

Ava's hands had been lying clenched by her side. Now she reluctantly moved them to her pussy. Pulling her legs back a little more, she placed her hands on her labia and slowly pulled them open to the man's fixated gaze. As her outer lips opened, her inner lips came fully into view, as well as her clit at the top of her slit. Her hands brushed over it, and she made a small sound. 

"Good. More."

Ava shifted her fingers, reaching to pull her inner lips apart. Her fingers dipped slightly into her pussy as she continued to pull her lips open, revealing her innermost self to him. Her face burning, Ava turned her head to the side as she pulled herself open. She knew he could see into her pussy, could see the hole where she would sometimes put a finger, or a toy...or take a cock. She could feel her pussy getting wetter despite herself. 

The man sat on the bed between her legs, his gaze not leaving her pussy. He leaned in close, her scent hitting him. Leaning closer, he looked carefully at her pussy as she continued to spread herself for him. Her fingers shifted, pushing in a little as she tried to open her lips even wider. He could see the inside of Ava's lips glistening, as well as the walls of her pussy. "Ava... are you wet?"

"Yes, sir."

"Wet from opening for me?"

"Yes," she whispered her response.

"From me looking at your open pussy. Looking into you."

"Yessss," she whispered, gathering the strength to look at him. 

"That's very dirty Ava. To get turned on from showing your pussy." 

Her eyes closed again. "Yes, sir, it is."

"You know I'm seeing the inside of you Ava."



"Yes, sir." She looked back at his face. "Are you angry with me for getting wet?"

"Ava. You know just how dirty you are. You can't help yourself." 

"No, sir. I can't help getting wet for you."

"We'll see if I need to be angry with you later. For now, stay open for me."

The man stood up, reaching for the side table of the bed. Reaching into the drawer, he withdrew a pair of blue medical gloves. Ava's eyes widened a little. "You've opened very nicely. But now I need to inspect you and be sure everything feels OK on the inside, as well as the outside."

"Oh, sir, do you have to?"

"Yes, I do." He pulled the gloves on, holding up his right hand and making an audible snap as he pulled his glove fully on. Ava gasped at the sound. Sitting on the bed between her legs again, the man reached out towards her. He paused, noticing that her thumb had begun rubbing over her clit, even as she continued to hold herself open for him. 

"Enough of that." He reached and stopped her motion. "Stay open for me." He began to probe inside her pussy, the smooth material of the glove quickly getting slick as he ran his finger around the edge of her. After a couple of circles, he began to push his finger deeper, finding that it slid in with no resistance and almost no friction. 

Ava gasped. "Sir, your finger is so smooth. But it's cold."

"Too bad. It will be warm soon." He wiggled his finger, pushing it in until it was all the way in. Pulling out, he pushed in again, a little faster this time. He reached with his left hand and pushed Ava's hands out of the way. Putting his thumb on one side and fingers on other, he took over the task of holding open the lips of the beautiful pussy in front of him. He began working a second finger into her, twisting his fingers around until they were both fully lubricated and moved easily inside her pussy. Ava gave another gasp as she felt his two fingers press deep into her. Turning his hand upward, he crooked his fingers, feeling her pubic bone and probing for her g-spot. 

"Do you feel me in you?"

"Oh, yes, yes, sir. It feels so good."

"Good."

He pulled out his fingers. He could see her juice glistening on the gloves. Seeing that she'd opened her eyes and was watching him, he brought his hand up and he breathed deeply of her aroma. Slowly, he put out his tongue and licked one finger. He leaned over and reached behind her head. Pulling her head up, he brought his fingers in front of her eyes. "Do you see just how wet you are? From having me look at you?" Her eyes fluttered and she nodded. "Now, taste." He held his fingers out in front of her lips. Ava opened her mouth and leaned forward just enough to touch the tips of his two fingers with her tongue. He eased forward, offering her more. She reacted by reaching up and grabbing his hand, pulling it back and sucking both of his fingers into her mouth. He could feel her tongue rubbing over the glove. In a few seconds, she released his hand, letting her head fall back against his hand and swallowing. He lowered her head to the bed. 

"How do you taste?"

"Sir, I taste good." Then she gave a small laugh. "And a little like latex." 

"That's what happens during inspection. But yes, you do taste good. Good girl." He returned his hands to her pussy, again spreading her open with his right hand while the fingers of his left dipped into her pussy. Pulling them out, he rubbed two fingers over her clit. Ava gasped at the slick smoothness of the glove against her flesh, and involuntarily arched, pushing into his hand. He continued rubbing her clit, and slid the two fingers of his right hand back into her pussy. He began to coordinate the movements of his fingers in her pussy with the movement of his fingers on her clit. Wetting his thumb too, he began to roll her clit gently between thumb and forefinger. He continued this, and glancing up, he saw that Ava's eyes were closed again. Her breathing began to get ragged as his massage continued. 

Pulling his two fingers out of her pussy, the man brought his ring finger together with the first two, and began again, wanting her to take three fingers today. He wiggled and twisted, gently trying to open her tight pussy up enough to accommodate his digits. Ava pulled her body back as she realized that he was trying to push three fingers into her. 

"Sir, please, I'm very tight; I can't take any more."

"Yes, you can, just relax. I know you can take them."

"Oh, sir, please, no, please...."

He continued to work his fingers around, wetting them with her juices. Pulling his fingers as tightly together as he could and twisting at the entry of her pussy, he slowly worked all three inside, feeling her stretch. "Oh, God..." he heard her moan softly. God, she is tight when I use all three, he thought to himself. He wiggled and rotated his fingers, getting all three fingers coated with Ava's juice. And so wet. Eventually his fingers were in to the second knuckle, and he pushed in a little more, until the palm of his hand was pressing against her. Pulling back, his push back in with all three was rewarded with another small gasp. He continued to rub her clit as he held his hand tight to her body, moving his fingers very slowly in and out, rotating them around. 

After another minute, he spoke again, breaking Ava from her reverie. "There's one more part of your inspection I still need to do." Withdrawing his fingers from her pussy, he ran a finger down, below her pussy. "You know that we need to check your ass too."

"No, sir, I'm sure it's fine."

"I don't know until I check. Just relax. The inspection will be easy." He took her ass cheeks in his hand and pulled her up a little, making her asshole more accessible. He began to rub his index finger over her rosebud, which was already wet from the juices dripping down the crack of her ass. He could feel the ridged skin of her asshole even through the material of the gloves.

"Oh, sir, please. Don't. Please don't touch my ass."

He frowned and shook his head slightly at her protest. Crooking his finger to get the angle right, he felt for the entrance to her ass, and began to push in. Ava gasped as his finger opened her, and he paused at the first knuckle. He could feel her ass pulsing as it tightened and tried to reject him. "Relax, relax." After a moment, he could feel her unclench, and he began to push his finger in a little deeper. He could feel his finger penetrating past the muscular outer rim, pausing with his first knuckle just past it. He could swear he heard Ava almost whimpering. "Good girl," he murmured to her. The feeling with gloves was different, and the smooth latex slid in much more easily than his naked finger. 

Shifting, now holding his index finger still, the man began to push his thumb against the entrance to Ava's pussy, stroking to open her lips, and then pressing it into her. Ava's eyes flew open as she felt his thumb penetrate. Wet quickly with her juice, it slid in easily, and with relentless pressure now, he returned to push both his index finger and thumb into her. Now a whimpering noise did come from Ava as she arched to pull back from him, but then she felt him slide in all the way into her ass as well as pussy. "Ohh.. oh.. umm..." The palm of his hand was now pressed firmly against her pussy, his index finger and thumb both inside her as far as they would go. He could feel the finger in her ass through the wall of her pussy. "Oh, oh, shit..." Ava was muttering. He moved his fingers around, almost pinching them together. 

Sensing her excitement and knowing the double penetration would make her cum soon, the man returned his left hand to Ava's clit. He held her lips closed and rolled them between his fingers, feeling her clit underneath, just as if he was rolling a marble between his fingers. Getting onto his knees, he rocked his hand forward, pushing his thumb into her pussy as far as could, then pulling back as he pushed his forefinger deep into her ass. He leaned over her and began murmuring softly to her. "Do you feel it? Both of your holes are filled. I have my finger in your ass. And another one in your pussy. In both of your holes. Do you feel me in you?"

"I do. Yes." 

"You're full. Both holes."

"Yessss. So full. So good."

The man separated Ava's lips and began to rub her clit directly, faster. 

"Full. And you like it. You slut. You like fingers in both your holes." 

"Yes, sir. I like it when you fill both of my holes." He pulled his fingers out slightly, and then pushed back in, enjoying the sensation of exploring and pushing as deeply into her ass as he could. "Oh, God. I'm your slut, sir."

He continued to talk. "Yes, baby, you're my slut. Ready to come. Ready to come with my fingers in both of your holes. Dirty, baby, so dirty..." Ava began making continuous noises, and her hand clenched the sheet next to her. He felt Ava on the edge of her orgasm, her pussy and ass both starting to clench around his digits. He twisted his fingers around as best he could, then pushed them deep into her again, trying to push her over the edge as he rubbed her clit.

"OH, yes, your fingers, full, OH, oh..." Her hand grasping at the sheets, her body arched, pushing her pussy and clit harder against his hand even as he was pushing against her. 

"OH.. OH, shit... Hank... Sir... Oh, ahhhh, oh, oh... God, oh, ahhhhhhh... Oh Hank, HANK..." Ava's body stiffened, her moans becoming almost a sobbing, continuous sound as she finally came, loudly. Her ass clenched around his finger, and she pushed down to force him in before pulling back, her legs clenching around his fingers and hand. He continued to push into her, slowing his rubbing on her clit. After a second she made a motion to reach down to stop him, and Hank paused, keeping his hand on her pussy, but simply holding her. She pulled her body together, curling into a fetal position, his hand trapped between her thighs. Slowly, he pulled his fingers from her pussy and ass. "Ohhh..." She made a small noise of protest as he withdrew. 

Keeping his hand on her pussy, but just holding it, Hank moved himself from between her legs and lay down next to Ava. "Good girl. Such a good girl," he murmured, kissing her forehead and then resting his head next to hers as she came back to earth. 

"Oh, baby, thank you. Hank. Thank you," Ava murmured. She turned her head towards Hank, presenting her lips. He obliged by kissing her gently. Her head fell back to the bed, her eyes closing.

After a moment, he whispered, "Ava, you were so wet."

"I know, baby. You turn me on so much."

"I'm so glad I can. I knew you could take three fingers."

"Did you?" 

"Yes, these three right here." Hank finally took his hand from between her thighs and held it up. He wiggled his fingers, then reached up and pulled the gloves off each hand. "And with the gloves too."

Ava shivered at the memory. "They're so smooth. Thank you for bringing them." 

"Any time. I bought them just for you. To turn you on." 

"Oh, they do." Ava laughed softly. "You do the stern look so well. And I never need my safe word." 

"You taught me that look, you know. I'll do anything to turn you on Ava." 

"Yes, baby, I know you would. Thank you."

Opening Ch. 02



After a minute, Hank's hand drifted idly to Ava's breast as he lay against her. He cupped it, running her still-erect nipple under his thumb. 

Ava shivered. "Baby, you're going to get me going again."

"Isn't that the idea?"

"Mmm. But what about you?"

"Don't worry. It's still your turn. See." Hank opened his robe, revealing his hard cock. Ava reached down, taking him in her hand.

"Ooh, you got so hard. We can do something about this."

"It gets that way from filling you up. You know I love doing that. And don't worry, we'll do something about it later." Hank pushed up against Ava's hip, rubbing his cock against her. Then he reached down, taking his cock in his own hand and squeezing it up its length to collect his pre-cum on his thumb. "For you."

Ava sucked his thumb into her mouth. "Mmm, just like I like. And so much. Thank you."

"Anytime." Hank continued to rock his cock back and forth against Ava's hip while giving her occasional small kisses. Ava reached down and played with him, stroking his cock and occasionally his balls as she kissed back. Hank moved down to Ava's breasts, as he had earlier, and began to nibble and lick her erect nipples. Ava leaned her breasts into his open mouth and Hank sucked as much of her breast as he could into her mouth for a moment before releasing. Letting his head go, Ava reached for his cock again. But Hank pulled away, getting on his knees next to her. 

"Uh-uh," Hank said. "I'm not done with you."

"You're not?" Ava asked, looking up into Hank's eyes.

Hanks gaze turned a bit harder. "I didn't ask for sass back from you."

Sensing Hank's change of mood, Ava switched into character. "I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to be smart. I was just glad you weren't going to be done yet." 

"Too late Ava; you talked back. And that means it's back to business."

"But sir," she said, "you already inspected me and made me cum. I'm sorry I talked back. Just lie down with me again."

"Ava, it's not your place to tell me what to do. And we didn't finish your inspection."

"We didn't? Sir?"

"No, we didn't. How quickly you forget everything we need to check." Hank shook his head, then got up and stood by the side of the bed. "But first, I want you to come here. Now. On all fours." He pointed at the bed in front of him. Ava rolled over onto her stomach and then got on her hands and knees. Her mouth was almost level with his cock. 

"Open your mouth." Ava did and Hank began to feed her his cock. He reached behind her head, grabbing her hair, and began forcing her head to move up and down. "Good girl, just like that." 

Hank let Ava continue, thrusting into her mouth as she moved. At one point she went to reach for him with her hand, and he stopped her. "No. Only your mouth." She continued to bob up and down, taking Hank as deep into her throat as she could. 

Then Hank stepped away. "Good. Now, something else." Ava looked up at him. "Stay on all fours." He walked around to the other side of the bed, behind her. "Scoot back towards me." Ava did, moving until she was close to the edge, on his side. "Good. Now, head down on the bed." Ava complied, letting her head fall down until her forehead touched the bed. She knew her ass was up in the air and that he was behind her. But she couldn't see Hank and wondered what he was doing. She could sense him moving around behind her.  Then she felt him rub his hand along her calf and then up her thigh. 

"Now, open your cheeks for me." Although she'd been anticipating that he might be looking at her, it was still a shock to hear Hank tell her to open. She flushed.

"Sir, no. I'm embarrassed. What if I'm not clean?"

"We talked about this. You need to be ready all of the time for me.  If you aren't, then you'll be punished." A shiver went through Ava. "Now, open your cheeks and show me your rosebud!"

Ava reluctantly reached back, her head and shoulders pressing against the bed, and slowly pulled apart the cheeks of her ass. She could sense Hank standing behind her and looking at her ass. "Oh God," she moaned softly. She could feel herself getting wet as he looked at her, even as her face burned. She held her position for what felt like the longest minute of her life, staying still as she felt Hank's eyes devour her. Then she felt his hand again, running up her thigh, over her buttock, and then stroking down the left side of her ass along the inner edge of her butt crack. He repeated this on the other side, running his finger down her ass, just skirting the edge of her anus. She could feel his finger touching so close to her ridged skin. He repeated this, getting closer to her center, and she shivered in anticipation. Then Hank paused.

"Ava, do you feel me looking at you?"

"Yes, sir."

"What am I looking at?"

"My ass, sir." 

"Do you think I like what I see?"

"I hope so, sir."

"Well, I do. You did a good job of keeping your ass ready for me."

"Thank you, sir. I tried, sir. But I'm embarrassed."

"Why?"

"Because you're looking at my ass. Because I made it ready for you."

"Don't be embarrassed. You've been a good girl."

"Thank you, sir."

Hank resumed stroking Ava's ass, but this time stroked his finger over her anus with a light touch. She let out a small sound as he touched it. 

"Do you feel me touching your asshole, Ava?" he hissed.

"Yes, sir."

"Does it feel good?"

"Yes, sir."

"Is it dirty, Ava? For me to be looking at your ass? Touching your asshole?" Hank played with her asshole just a little as he said this, focusing his attention on rubbing over it, and up and down, but this time touching her with a little more pressure right on her rosebud.

"Yes, sir."

"And you like it, don't you? 

"Yes, sir."

"Are you a dirty girl, Ava? Do you like showing me your ass?"

"Yes, sir."

"I need to find out just how dirty you are Ava, you know that."

"Yes, sir."

"You may let go now." 

"Thank you, sir." Ava shifted her hands back to get on all fours again.

Hank continued to stroke Ava's asshole, but shifted further down this time, stroking over her pussy lips as well. They were swollen in anticipation. Ava's scent hit him again as he took his fingers and separated her lips. His fingers dipped inside her as he spread her lips open to see her pussy, and then rubbed over her clit further down.

"I'm opening your pussy now, Ava."

"I know, sir."

"And you look wet." Holding Ava's lips fully open, Hank he took a finger and ran it between her lips. He worked to the edge of her pussy and slid in. She wasn't just wet; she was soaking.

"Ava...your pussy is very wet. Did you know that?"

"Yes, sir."

"And so fast. Why are you so wet, Ava?"

"Sir, I'm embarrassed to say."

"I've already told you not to be embarrassed! Now, why are you so wet?"

"Sir, don't make me say it."

"Ava! Tell me."

"Because...because I like it when you look at me." 

"You do, do you? Ava, that's so dirty. You want me to look at your pussy and ass."

"Yes, sir. I know. I know it's dirty, sir. Please, sir, please don't punish me."

"Hmm. We'll see." Hank had continued to play with Ava's pussy, and had slid two fingers inside her as he talked. He withdrew his hand and, leaning over, brought it around to Ava's mouth. "See how wet you are? This is for you." He fed his fingers into her mouth, and she obliged by sucking them. Hank could feel her tongue running all around his fingers.

"That's very good, tasting your pussy for me. You like the way you taste, too, don't you." It was more a statement than question.

Hank withdrew his fingers so she could answer. "Yes, sir, I do."

"Good girl." Hank returned his attention to Ava's ass, shifting back down the bed. "Push your ass up for me." Ava arched her back, pushing her butt upwards towards Hank. "Good." He took his hands and separated her cheeks, staring down at her rosebud, which was darker and pinker than the pale skin of her ass. He studied her lines and folds, pointing toward her center. Now holding her open with just one hand, Hank stroked over her asshole with just one finger briefly, and then leaned down and began planting small kisses on Ava's ass.

He started at the top of her crack, but quickly moved down towards her anus. Ava pushed up even higher in anticipation of his lips. When his first kiss came, she shivered, and then let out a small moan as she felt his tongue touch her. "Oh, sir..." Hank began to lick Ava's anus, first circling it, and then reaching her center. He licked over her with his tongue flat, and then made his tongue hard to try to push in. He alternated circling her and licking right on her center. 

Hank took his right hand and began playing with Ava's pussy again, dipping his fingers into her and sliding down to rub her clit. As he did this, he pointed his tongue and began pushing into her ass harder. He knew Ava's asshole was tight but he persisted. After a minute, he was rewarded by the feeling of her tight ring loosening, and he felt his tongue actually penetrate slightly into her. God, so hot, he thought. 

Hank continued alternately rimming her asshole and pushing in with his tongue. As he pushed in, he could feel Ava forcing herself backwards too, trying to get more of his tongue in her. "Oh, so good. So good," Hank heard her murmuring. She loves this as much as I do.  

Hank let his tongue wander down to Ava's pussy, parting her lips with this tongue and pushing his tongue into her. Her pussy opened easily for his tongue, unlike her ass, and he swirled his tongue around as he tasted her. Ava's walls felt silky smooth as he pushed his tongue as deep as it would go. After a moment, he returned his tongue to her ass, beginning to alternate between licking there and sliding his tongue down through the folds of her pussy.

Hank moved back up the bed to place his face by Ava's, turning her head to him so that he could kiss her. And kiss him she did, with gusto, tasting her juices on his lips and tongue. He broke the kiss after a second and said to her, "I think your ass passes inspection today, Ava. Which means I have something for it." Hank bumped his hard cock into her at this, letting her know his intentions.

"Oh, sir, you can't, it's too big."

"Did you just say I can't?" Hank sat up, raising one eyebrow. "I didn't ask you, Ava. Again. You are not here to argue!"

Ava pulled back, looking fearful. "I'm sorry sir, I won't do it again. I'm just afraid."

"Ava! You persist in not listening. I'm afraid you've earned a punishment."

"Sir, no, please, don...OW!" Hank's hand cracked across Ava's left butt cheek. Then he shifted on the bed, moving down towards her legs, and his hand cracked across her right. He smacked her again on the left, then on the right, and a third time. Hank could see her skin reddening. He got up. Ava felt rather than saw him move some distance away and then he was back around in front of her. 

"Ava, I'm not sure a simple spanking is going to be enough punishment." 

"Sir? I'm afraid, sir. You don't need to punish me."

"We'll see about that. Now. What am I going to do to that beautiful ass of yours?"

"Fuck it. Sir."

"Good, you were paying attention. Maybe I will only have to punish you a little more. But before I do that, I'll get you ready for me." Always prepared, Hank reached into his bathrobe pocket, and took out a long, slim butt plug.

Ava's eyes widened at seeing the plug. "So you know what this is?" Hank asked.

"Yes, sir. It's a butt plug."

"And who do you think this is for?"

"Is it for me, sir?"

"Yes it is. You liked having your asshole licked. Now you need it plugged." 

Ava's eyes closed for a second at Hank's words. "Yes, sir," was all she whispered.

Hank moved to stand behind her. After a few seconds, she felt him open her butt cheeks again, and then felt something drip onto her ass. "Sir, that's cold!"

"Too bad." Hank took his hand off her ass, rubbing lube on the plug as well. "Now just relax." He placed the plug at the puckered entrance to Ava's asshole and slowly began to push it in, turning it as he pushed. Ava gasped, feeling the intrusion, initially with barely any resistance. The first inch went in easily. Hank continued pushing until he felt her muscles start to resist. Ava gasped and tensed.

"Relax, again. Relax." Hank waited until he felt Ava relax again. "That's it." Pulling the plug back out a little, he began to slide it into her again. Stroking in and out, Hank worked the plug into Ava, pausing each time he stretched her a little wider.

Reaching under her, Hank rubbed Ava's clit as he continued to push. As the widest part of the plug began to push against her, Ava pulled forward. "Sir, no, it's too big."

Hank paused again. "It's OK. Relax, just a little more. Such a good girl. I know you can take it." He pulled the plug out a little, and then pushed it in again. He twisted it slightly as he did this, making sure the plug was coated with lube on all sides. But then he pushed again, a little harder this time, eliciting a moan from Ava. "We're almost there. Just relax. Now, push out for me a little. Just a little."

Hank felt Ava take a deep breath and then relax her body. Watching her ass, he saw and felt her ass push back. He gave the plug one final push as he rubbed hard on her clit.  "Ohhhh..." Ava muttered. Then the plug made it past the point of constriction and popped into her the whole way. "AHHH!  Oh, shit. Oh. Oh, sir. It's in. It's in." She shuddered, then shuddered again.

"I know, Ava." Hank leaned over her, putting his face close to hers. "Oh, you good girl. You took the plug. How do you feel?"

"Oh, I feel full sir. It hurt a little." 

"I'm sorry it hurt baby, but you're a good girl. You took it in. And now you should feel full." Hank rubbed her pussy with one hand, letting her adjust to the plug. The plug was big enough and with enough shape that it stayed in with ease even without him holding it. It was so hot to look at Ava's bottom with the base of the plug nestled between her cheeks. Hank stroked her ass around the base of the plug, and played with the base a little, giving it a little tug, and then pushing on it again. She gasped again as he pushed it harder. "Very good girl." He leaned over and gently kissed each of her cheeks in turn, and then kissed right up to where the plug entered her ass. 

Hank got on his knees next to Ava. " Sit up." He reached down and grabbed Ava's hair, pulling her up so that she was on her knees with her upper body upright. Her eyes widened as the plug adjusted inside her. Hank pulled her face to his and kissed her, their bodies pressing together. She could feel his cock, hard again under his bathrobe, and she reached between them to stroke it. For his part, Hank reached around under Ava's ass to feel the plug under his fingers. He began whispering to her again. "Do you feel that plug in you? Filling you up?"

"Oh, yes, I feel it."

"Your ass opened up so nicely for me, baby."

"Yes, sir, it did. It always opens up for you."

"Good. Do you like to be full for me?"

"Yes, I do, you know I do."

"Yes, I know it too." Hank stopped Ava's hands on his cock and got off the bed. Standing, he stretched, his cock standing straight out from his body. " Get up." 

"Sir? With the plug in?"

"Yes, with the plug in. Stand up." Gingerly, Ava stood up on the opposite side of the bed from Hank. "It won't fall out. Now, walk around the room for me." Ava began walking, awkwardly at first as she adjusted to the feeling of the plug in her ass. She walked over to Hank. "Good, now turn and walk over there," he pointed across the room, "and then back to me. Twice." 

Hank sat down in a chair and watched Ava as she walked away from him. She gained more confidence with each step as she got used to the sensations. He could see the plug base nestled between her cheeks, and could feel the precum flowing from his cock, knowing that the rest of the plug was inside her and knowing that he had put it in her ass. As Ava came back toward him, Hank took off his robe completely. " Come here baby. Did that feel good?"

"Yes, sir. Sir, you're so hard!" 

"Yes I am. From playing with your ass." Hank sat forward and reached out for Ava's pussy as she stood in front of him. Stroking inside her lips, he discovered that she was again soaked. "And you're so wet." He played with her for a moment and her eyes closed as he slid a finger into her.  

"Now, Ava, this is for you." Hank took Ava's hand and pulled her down towards his cock. She dropped to her knees, taking him in her mouth and putting both hands on him.

She looked up at him. "Oh, so much pre-cum. Is that for me?"

"I think it is." Hank leaned back in the chair as Ava returned her mouth to his cock and began to suck him. As she sucked, one hand began to work his shaft. She reached up with the other to rub her hand over his chest, rubbing his nipples and gliding over his belly, eventually down over his thigh, and underneath him to his balls. She played with them gently, holding them in her hand. She kissed down the underside of his shaft, applying her tongue to his balls, and taking one of them into her mouth briefly before releasing it and returning her mouth to his cock. She continued to rub his balls as she sucked him, moving up and down with both her mouth and hand.

Hank reached and grabbed Ava's hair again, pulling her off his cock. He pulled her up to him and kissed her, then stood. "You're doing a good job. But I don't want to come in your mouth."

"But I want to make you come, sir."

"I'll come when and where I choose! It's not your choice today. Is it?"

"No, sir. You may come whenever you want, sir."

"Good. Now, since you forgot, it's time to resume your punishment."

Ava wasn't expecting that. "Sir, you already spanked me. Sir, I haven't been that bad. Please, no, sir."

"Get back on the bed! All fours! Now!"

Ava complied, but looked nervous. Hank walked over the dresser and picked up her hair brush. Ava's eyes tracked him and widened when she saw what he had. "Do you remember this brush, Ava?"

"Yes, sir."

"What do I do when I have this brush?"

"You paddle me with it, sir."

"You're right. I do." He brought the brush over to her, showing it to her. Without warning, he smacked the pillow with it. She gasped in surprise, a surge of adrenaline shooting through her. Smirking at her, Hank moved back down towards her ass. He caressed her cheeks and tugged on the plug before pushing on it again to be sure it was fully in her. She gasped again. And then he pulled his arm back, and smacked her with the brush. 

"Ow!" 

"This is for being so wet from being plugged. Only dirty girls get so wet from having all this attention paid to their ass." He smacked her again.

"Yes, sir, I'm a dirty girl. I'll be better. Please don't – " Smack. Smack. One cheek, then the other. And again. Her skin was starting to redden again. "Oh, sir, it hurts." 

Hank leaned down to her to whisper very softly, "You OK?" She nodded, and whispered back, "God, yes. More."

Hank obliged, smacking her with the brush three times more on each side, harder each time. He paused, sliding his fingers between her lips to feel that she was still wet. He caressed her wet flesh, and rubbed over her clit.

Then, withdrawing his fingers, he paddled her again, twice on each side. Ava moaned into her pillow. He leaned down again, bringing the brush in front of her. "The brush hurts, doesn't it?" She nodded jerkily. "You know what else it can do?" She shook her head. He turned it around, showing her the handle. "Girls who are wet can also be fucked with it." Ava shook her head, eyes wide, but didn't say anything. Hank returned to her ass, taking the brush and rubbing the handle up and down her slit. Then he turned it and began working it into her pussy.




Opening Ch. 02



"Oh, god," he heard Ava murmur into the pillow. He pushed the brush in and out shallowly, then slid it all the way home, as far in as he could. "Oh, shit."

Holding the brush and slowly moving it in and out, Hank leaned down to Ava one more time. "You like that? Having an object in your pussy?" She nodded. "Having your ass and your pussy full? Together? You're so dirty."

"Yes, sir, I am." 

"You are my slut, Ava." Hank gave her four more spanks with his open hand. She moaned again. Ava was pushing back against the brush as he began moving it in her pussy again.

She turned and looked up him. "Oh, sir. Please. I want you to fuck me. Now. Please."

Sensing the real want in her voice now, Hank bent down to kiss her and just said, "OK." 

Moving behind her, he took the brush from her pussy and dropped it to the bed covered in her juices. He got on one knee and one foot, positioning the head of his cock at her pussy and rubbing up and down her slit, getting the head wet. Slowly he pressed in, knowing that she'd be very tight and feeling very full from having both his cock and the plug. He worked in, feeling his head go over her pubic bone. "Ohhhh..." he heard from Ava. He pulled back, and pushed in, back, and in, until he was buried to his balls. When she felt him all the way in he paused and Ava murmured, "Oh, so full." Hank began to stroke in and out. He reached between them and stroked Ava's clit as he pushed in and out.

Ava was making continual small noises as Hank thrust into her. "So good, so good," she murmured. After a moment, Hank took his hand from between them and took her hips in his hands, beginning to thrust deeper. Each deep push elicited a small grunt, and Ava continued to be pushed forward as he thrust. Hank could see the plug in front of him, and he took a hand from her hip to play with it as he pushed into her. She moaned as he pulled it out slightly then pushed it back in.

Then Hank took her hips and pressed down towards the bed, putting his weight on top of her ass. Now he could feel his cock in her pussy, so tight from having the plug filling her ass, and he could feel the plug pressed against his pubic bone. With each deep thrust he was pushing the plug into her along with his cock. He ground down against her alternately putting more weight behind the thrust of his cock and the pressure on the plug. 

"Oh, no. Oh, so deep. So full. Oh, Hank... Oh." Ava was verbalizing every thrust now, pushing back when he pushed down trying to take him deeper and deeper. Hank knew this meant she was close to cumming. 

Hank began to pump faster into Ava. He could see her grasping the sheets with her hand, clenching them as he drove her down into the bed, pushing down, grinding her pussy into the bed as he thrust into her. Hank began to feel his own orgasm approaching, and he reached up and pulled Ava's hair back one more time. "I want you to cum, baby, I want you to cum with a plug in your ass and my cock in your pussy. I want you to cum with both your holes full, the way you like it."

"Yessss. Both holes. Yes." Ava panted. 

"My dirty girl. So dirty. Cumming with your holes full."

"Uhmmm. Oh. Oh, yes sir. Mphh.  OH. Hank. Hank. OHH, HANK, HANK, COMING, NOW, Oh, oh..." Her voice rose as she cried out. Hank pushed hard into her and her vocals triggered his own orgasm. He thrust deep into her, swelling, and then freezing as he ejaculated deep into her pussy. After the first shot he resumed thrusting, Ava writhing under him and moaning as she felt him cum, spurting twice, three, four times. Gradually, they both slowed, Ava nearly sobbing from the force of her orgasm. Hank tried to push up to take some weight off her but his cock remained in her still spasming inside her, but less frequently.

"It's OK, baby, just lie on me." She said. He collapsed on her again gasping, still feeling the plug in her ass as she lay underneath him.

After a minute, as his cock began to soften, Hank rolled off of Ava. She rolled the other way and lay facing him on the bed. 

"Thank you, baby," she whispered, kissing him. "Thank you for fucking me with the plug in." Even when she wasn't having sex, Ava was very verbal about her toys. 

"Oh Ava, you came hard."

"Oh baby I did. I came hard for you. And I felt you cum inside me."

"Yes I did. You turn me on baby."

"Mmmm."

They lay together on the bed, kissing softly, holding each other. Hank's cock, now soft, was pressed against Ava's hip as they held their bodies close together. Hank's hands wandered over her body, stroking her breast, sliding back down to her hip, and then reaching around to touch the plug. He gave it a playful tug and Ava gasped. "Oh baby, leave it for now. I want it in still." Hank knew that meant Ava would want another orgasm; her second and third orgasms followed easily after the first, and she was rarely content with one... or two. Hank satisfied his urge to play by just rubbing his hand on her ass, something else she liked. He paid special attention to the spots she'd been paddled. He knew she could still feel the plug; her ass completely adjusted to it now but still full.

After a few minutes, Hank ran his hand over Ava's hip to the front of her body, pushing her hips back enough that he could reach her soaked pussy. Hank knew how wet she would be with their combined juices. It was so easy to make her slippery all over, and he started to slowly slide his hand up and down all over her slit, over her lips, his whole hand rubbing her clit and his fingers dipping into her pussy and spreading the wetness he found there.

Starting with just very gentle rubbing, Hank gradually began to exert a bit more pressure as Ava's eyes closed. When Hank took her lips between his fingers and began moving them up and down over her clit, really just rubbing it within its sheathe, she gasped and then settled in to enjoy the feeling. She reached over and stroked his soft cock briefly but then moved her hand up to her breast and started playing with that instead. Hank leaned down and licked her nipple through her fingers, sucking it into his mouth and then letting her continue to play with it once it was wet.

After a minute, Hank reached up and took Ava's hand in his own wet one, guiding it down to her pussy. "I want you to help me." 

"Oh you do? You bad boy."

"Yes. And you know you want to." Ava loved to masturbate and Hank loved to watch her. When they first met they couldn't be together on a regular basis and they had gradually escalated from texting while they came separately, to cumming together over the phone, to video chat where she would open herself fully to him and he could watch to his heart's content. They inevitably ended up masturbating together until the early hours of the morning and Hank had discovered that he could survive on much less sleep than before. Ava loved watching him cum on camera for her too, sometimes with his own plug in. 

Ava began to play with her clit as Hank reached under to finger her pussy. Her fingers joined him and they both pushed into her kissing hard as they did this. They both continued to play in her folds sometimes working together, sometimes one inserting a finger or two into her while the other worked on her clit.

Ava brought her hand up to her mouth and licked her fingers. "I love the way we taste."

"You're still dirty, aren't you?" 

She laughed. "Yes I am baby and you love me for it."

"I do."

Ava returned her hand to her pussy, dipping into her pussy again. But when she brought her hand back up again, she offered it to Hank. "Come on baby, taste with me?" Hank rolled his eyes, but tentatively licked at her fingers before taking one into his mouth. Ava shivered, watching hungrily, knowing that Hank was tasting his cum along with her juices. She always wanted him to do this, but he rarely would. He'd lick her pussy and ass and would taste his own pre-cum, but he didn't like to taste his own fluids after he came. "Not too bad," he muttered, but then took her hand and placed it back on her pussy. "But this is better." Despite his apparent lack of interest, Ava noticed that Hank's cock had perked up when she brought up her fingers. 

As Hank continued to finger her pussy, Ava's hand began to work more insistently on her clit and her breathing become faster. Hank moved down a bit and nibbled each nipple, eliciting a gasp. Then he whispered in her ear, "I want to watch you come. Will you come for me while I'm watching?" Ava nodded, her eyes opening and closing. 

Hank turned himself around on the bed, moving his head down towards Ava's pussy. He pushed her fully onto her back and pulled her leg to him, putting his head on her thigh so he could see her pussy. Hank now had a close-up view of her naked lips and her fingers playing over her clit. 

"Baby... I want you to open for me again." 

Ava moaned softly and brought both hands down to her pussy, pulling apart her lips for him again. Then Ava's hand resumed rubbing her clit. "Again. Deeper." This time Ava pulled apart her lips but then also dipped into her pussy, putting two fingers on each side and opening it to his gaze. "Good girl. Showing me your wet pussy." Hank reached up and slid two fingers into her while she held it open. Ava's eyes flew open at his touch but as he began to move his fingers in and out she returned one hand to her clit and her eyes closed again.

"Good, baby, keep going. I know you're going to cum for me. With me looking at your pussy." Ava's hand on her clit was again pushing harder and faster. God, how did I find this wonderful girl who loves this talk? "I'm watching you, baby. Watching you touch yourself. For me. You're so wet. So turned on. You know you want to cum. But you know it's dirty. Touching yourself for me. And with your plug in you still. You dirty girl. Your plug in your ass. And my fingers in your pussy. Come on, Ava. You know you want to cum. Cum for me." 

Ava's hand was working frantically on her clit. Her moans became louder until suddenly she stiffened and cried out "HANK... OH, Hank, Hank..." Her body rose as if it was seeking someone on top of her then fell back to the bed. Ava slowed her motions but then sped up again as a second wave of orgasm hit her. Hank grasped the plug and pushed it up into her, hard, and she cried out a third time, pulling up away from him, then pushing back down on it. "Oh, OH, Oh..." she gasped. Finally her hand slowed again now moving to cover and hold her whole pussy as she clenched her legs together, forcing Hank's head out from between her legs. "Oh... oh..." She pulled her hand from between her legs and lay on her back, out of breath. Hank gave her small kisses on her thigh, moving to give her just one more on her pussy, then he lay next to her, head still resting on her thigh. 

"So awesome," Hank murmured, still looking at Ava's pussy while he watched her catch her breath. 

"Oh baby, it was one with waves. Thank you for helping me." Hank kissed her again lightly on the top of her pussy, rubbing her thigh with his hand.

Ava reached out, finding Hank's cock, which was back at a full erection. Still trying just to breathe normally, Ava stroked it idly, running her fingers lightly up and down the sides and over Hank's balls. She loved the way he trimmed his hair for her, not fully shaven, but enough to just be a little bit fuzzy. Hank jumped a little as she used her whole hand to cup his balls, feeling their weight as they hung loosely beneath him, and she smiled. "I knew you liked watching." Hank chuckled in response.

Ava leaned over towards his cock and took him in her mouth again. She ran her tongue over his head, dipping into his small hole on top and swirling around underneath. She had good access to him this time as he lay on his side and she pushed his upper leg up to open him to her. She reached under to play with his balls again, and then reached behind them stroking the ridge of flesh that ran from his balls back. She followed that line nearly to his ass then brought her finger to her mouth to wet it before putting it on his asshole. Taking his cock fully in her mouth, she pressed inward, feeling his ring tighten, trying to keep her out, but then loosening as Hank consciously relaxed. "Oh baby, gently, gently," Hank murmured and she slowed, not stopping, but at least giving him time to relax. "Oh, that's it." 

Hank had had Ava's finger in him enough times to know how to relax and he gradually did, allowing her to work in as she sucked him. Soon she was in to the second knuckle and he could feel her wiggle her finger, causing him to gasp. Keeping one finger in his ass, Ava used the other hand to hold the base of his cock as she worked her mouth on him. Hank began to move slowly in her mouth. "Mmm." 

As she played with Hank and recovered from her own orgasm, Ava's legs gradually fell open again. Unable to resist, Hank reached up and began stroking her again, just lightly, running his fingers up and down over her lips. Just as he had when she stroked him, Ava shivered at his gentle touch. Hank began to dip between her folds, finding her still moist and warm, and soon had his finger sliding back in her pussy. He could feel the plug through the wall of her vagina and he pressed down against it. "What are you doing?" Ava asked as she removed his cock from her mouth for a second. 

"Just playing."

"Mmmm. OK." Hank continued to play with her pussy although he was mainly concentrating on the sensations Ava was creating in his cock. 

After a minute Hank pulled away. Turning around, he pushed Ava onto her back. "Baby, I want you." Ava just grabbed Hank's head and kissed him as she pulled him on top of her. Working his body between her legs, Hank lined up his cock as Ava pulled her legs back. She gasped as he thrust into her, not needing to take his time because he knew how wet she was. 

"Oh, Hank..." He began stroking her, rubbing against her clit on the downstrokes. Having cum once already he could take his time, and he did, enjoying the smoothness of her pussy as he slid in and out. Ava could feel the plug pushing into her as he thrust, the sensations in both her pussy and ass making her moan. 

Hank continued to kiss Ava as he fucked her. But after a few minutes, he leaned down to her ear. "Baby, I want your ass. It's ready for me. I know it. 

She whispered back, "Oh God, yes, it's ready. Do you want to cum in my ass? Are you going to cum in it today?"

"I will. Are you ready?" 

"Yes baby. Please, now."

Hank pulled out of Ava and got up on his knees, his hard cock glistening with her juices. He rolled Ava over onto her hands and knees exposing her plug. Hank reached for it. "OK baby, I'm going to take this out, just relax, it'll come out easily." Hank twisted the plug as he pulled on it, feeling the resistance as the widest part hit her muscular ring. Ava gave a moan as he kept pulling and then it popped out. He could see her dark pink asshole flex as it closed and he knew she was ready for him. 

Grabbing the lube again, Hank rubbed a little bit around her asshole and then put the head of his cock against her rear entrance. "Ready baby? Just relax."

Hank leaned forward, pushing, feeling her ass open for the head of his cock. Ava had loosened enough that entering her was easy. Hank slid the head of his cock in with almost no resistance, still marveling at the tightness of her entrance this way. Ava didn't even flinch as his cock entered her, just moaning a little as he pushed in. He began to push forward, continuously this time, and he slid in halfway without trouble. Pulling out slightly, Hank pushed in again, this time all the way, so that his hips were pressed fully against her. Ava moaned louder the deeper he pushed. 

Hank began moving in and out of Ava's ass. As his thrusts became harder, Ava became more excited. "Oh, yes baby, harder, harder!" She began to moan again. Ava was the only woman Hank had ever known who could really have purely anal orgasms and as he pushed he thought she might be close to one. As he thrust harder and deeper, Hanks' thrusts pushed Ava hips down to the bed. "Oh, baby, yes, harder, push... Oh, gonna, gonna, OH HANK, cum, going to cum, Oh, Hank, Hank..." Ava went frantic under him, moaning and spasming, pushing back against him hard as he thrust down. Finally she went limp. Hank just lay on her for a minute, moving very slowly in and out of her. He leaned and kissed the back of her neck and Ava shivered.

After a minute, Ava turned her head to the side to kiss Hank. 

"Baby, you didn't cum. It's your turn. I'm yours. Please."  She went back up to all fours. Hank began pushing faster, this time concentrating on the sensations in his cock, knowing that he was close too. As his weight hit her, he began to push Ava back down to the bed again, finding he could thrust into her better and moving his whole lower body against her ass. He began grinding against Ava's ass as he pushed in. His excitement grew as he pushed harder and faster, thrusting deeply into her ass. Finding the right spot for his cock inside her, Hank could feel the sensation from the head of his cock shooting through him. He could feel his orgasm building deep in his balls, feeling the familiar spasms build as he felt his cock sliding inside her warm, tight ass. "Oh, baby, I'm close, close... " Ava just moaned, pushing back against him as she felt him deep inside.

"Oh shit.. shi..." Hank felt his orgasm start, not just in his balls, but in his belly. He gave a guttural "Ohhhhh" and exploded, thrusting and thrusting even deeper into Ava's ass, if that were possible, holding himself deep in, then pulling back and thrusting again, feeling himself shoot 4, 5, 6 times into her. "Oh God," he almost shrieked as he came in her ass. "Oh, oh, God, Ava. Oh." He held himself still and then collapsed. He lay on top of her, panting, his cock still hard, still moving slowly in her ass. She moved her ass back against him encouraging his slow movements.

Hank nuzzled the back of her neck, murmuring in her hair, "Ava, thank you, thank you." 

"Oh baby, you came hard."

"I did. Oh, God, that was good." Ava started to roll over, forcing Hank to pull out. He lay next to her again, his now-softening cock laying between them. She kissed him.

"You like my ass, don't you baby?"

"I do, oh I do."

"Don't forget it baby, don't ever forget how much you love my ass."

"Ava, I won't. I can't. How could I?"

"You can't. I love having you in my ass. You're so good at getting it ready. So good, baby, so good."

Hank tried to hold Ava, but after a minute, looking uncomfortable, she said, "Be right back," and ran to the bathroom. He could hear water running and he took a minute to get cleaned up himself. When she returned, they lay down together, resting her head on his chest. "Sorry baby, I need a quick clean up whenever you cum in my ass." 

He laughed. "I know. It's OK. It's worth it."

"Mmmm." She lay on his chest for a while. "Baby, I came four times for you this afternoon." 

"I know. Good girl. Maybe next time we'll go for five."

Ava laughed. "You know it."



Opening Ch. 03



The next day, Ava and Hank slept in, then went out for a late breakfast. The day was quite warm - it was Fort Lauderdale in May, after all - and they walked around the city for two hours, finding the waterfront, watching the boats and marveling at some of the beautiful architecture (and some not so beautiful too). Along the way, they passed a couple of adult toy stores and after laughing at some of them they decided to stop in one to peruse some goodies together.  

Ava and Hank took their time browsing. They looked at vibrators for each of them to use when they were on Skype together. They studied the strap-ons, and Ava pointed out what she might get for Hank. They paused at the bondage area and looked at the cuffs and ropes. Finally, as they were ready to go, they saw a small medical play section with nurses' hats, stethoscopes, bandages and lab coats.

"Not very advanced," Hank remarked. "No real medical equipment."

"Remember, most people aren't into...you know. But wouldn't you like to see me in a cute little nurse uniform?"

"I'd rather see you out of it." Hank laughed as Ava mock punched him. Then he leaned in close to her. "We both know that the uniform isn't what you like about the doctor's office."

"No, it isn't." Ava took a deep breath. "Baby, are we really going to do this?"

"We are. I'm all ready. I don't need anything from here. Are you ready to get started?"

"Yes... but I'm a little nervous."

Hank's voice changed a little as he started to get into character. "You need a medical visit to be sure everything is OK. And I've arranged for the doctor to come visit you." 

She squeezed his arm. "Yes. I need an inspection. From the right doctor."

"Good, I'm glad you agree. Now, tell me why you need an exam again?"

"Sir, it's because I get excited and my pussy gets very wet sometimes. I want to be sure everything is OK."

"Uh huh. And what's the best way to know that?"

Ava's voice dropped. "To let the doctor inspect me."

"An internal inspection? A medical exam?"

"Yes."

"One where the doctor is going to have to open you? Check everything out?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl. I'm sure he'll be very thorough, and then you'll know everything is all right. Let's go."





By the time they'd walked back to the hotel in the heat, Ava and Hank were both sweaty. In the shower, they washed each other thoroughly from head to toe, including each other's most sensitive areas. When they were done, Hank kissed Ava and sent her into the bedroom of their suite. "Go get comfy. I'm sure the doctor will arrive soon." 

In the outer room, Hank got together everything that he would need. He'd ordered a special toy for Ava just for this. She was quite an exhibitionist, in private, and he knew she wanted to show him her innermost parts. Once again Hank wondered how this wonderful woman had come into his life. Their sexuality matched perfectly, in the most remarkable ways, and the trust they had developed to explore the kinkier side of their personalities and voice any of their desires had led to sex being a safe place. God, it's just remarkable, Hank thought as he studied the stainless steel toy he was going to use on Ava. What is it about her, he wondered. And is it just her? Because I like it too. I never would have thought it. 

With everything ready in his bag, Hank knocked on the door to the bedroom. He heard, "Come in." When he entered he found Ava sitting on the side of the bed in the hotel robe. 

"Hi, Ava, I'm the doctor on call today, and I'm here for your exam." He shook Ava's hand. Hank always felt a little silly with the opening lines when they roleplayed, but he had found it was an entrée to doing some things that Ava really liked, and that he liked doing with her. And it never took long to get into the scene. Hank sat on the edge of the bed doing his best to look professional. 

"I understand that you're here because of some sexual concerns. Can you tell me about them?"

"Yes, Doctor. I get very wet when I'm excited."

"Is that a problem?"

"I just want to be sure everything is OK. It can happen very fast."

"So you go from not being excited to being very turned on, very fast?"

"Yes."

"Well, that could be perfectly normal, but we'll want to check your sexual responses and make sure everything is working OK. Anything else?"

"Yes, well, I do have something. But it's a little embarrassing."

"It's OK, I'm a doctor. Everything you say is completely confidential. If I'm going to make sure there's not a problem, you need to confide in me. So trust me. It's fine."

"OK. Well, um...I get turned on by, uh, objects."

"Objects? Tell me a little more. What do you mean by 'objects,' and how do they turn you on?"

Ava looked away, embarrassed. "Well, I, uh, just like to have things in my, um, you know..." She stopped, looking down.

"Your vagina?" He said. Ava nodded. "Or if you're more comfortable, we can call it your pussy."

"Yes, Doctor. My... my pussy. I like to have things in it."

"Is that when you're masturbating? You do masturbate, don't you?"

"Yes Doctor, I do."

"How often?"

"Almost every day. Sometimes more than once. It depends on the time of the month."

"Ah, yes, hormones can make your body go crazy. You notice a big difference?"

"Well, before I get my period my breasts get swollen and I get very horny."

"I see. And is that when you want to use these objects in your pussy?"

"Yes, it is."

"When you say objects what do you mean, exactly?"

"Well, sometimes I use things from my kitchen." Ava glanced up at him from under her hair.

"OK, be specific. Like... what?"

"Well, one time I used the handle of a whisk. And another time I used the handle of an ice cream scoop."

"And did you get turned out when you were doing that?"

"I did. I got very turned on."

"And did it feel good?"

"Yes it did. And I like them because I can make them cold or warm. And they are generally very hard and I can push them very far back in my pussy.." Hank noticed that Ava's hand was pressing down on her robe at her crotch as she talked about her fetish for objects. He doubted she even knew she was doing it. 

"Anything else that you like about them?" 

"Well...sometimes they stretch me open."

"And does that feel good too?"

"Yes, it does."

"So what do you see as the problem?"

"Well...I feel dirty about it. And sometimes I'm embarrassed that I want to use them." Ava looked down again.

"Ah, I see. Hmm. Well, let me ask this to give you some perspective...Do you sometimes use a vibrator?"

"Yes, I do. The rabbit is my favorite."

"Excellent. That's very typical. Well, your vibrator is just a different kind of object. So really, there's nothing wrong with using something else, as long as you don't hurt yourself with it. And you need to attend to hygiene. You haven't ever hurt yourself, have you?"

"No, I'm careful about what I use."

"Good, so no bottles or anything like that."

"No, nothing like that. But...sometimes I like things that will be deep in me. That will hit me really deep inside."

"I see."

"Sometimes I like something deep enough to feel it bump my cervix."

"Hmm. Most women don't like that. But you do?"

"Yes, Doctor. I do."

"Well, there's no harm in a little contact as long as it isn't too hard or as long as you aren't forcing objects into the opening of your cervix."

Hank paused, thinking. "So far, I don't think there's a problem. It sounds like you have pretty natural, healthy sexual reactions to things. It may just be that you have a high sex drive." A small smile played around Hank's lips before he made himself look serious again. "But maybe I should proceed to your exam next, to be sure. Please lie down on the exam table and we'll get started."

Hank arranged a set of pillows in the middle of the bed and guided Ava to lie back on them, her legs pointing towards the edge of the bed. He pulled up the desk chair that they had brought in just for this reason, positioning it next to the bed between her legs. "Good. Let me just open your robe here." He lifted her bathrobe above her abdomen, pushing it open and to the sides. "And tell me if you get too cold." 

Ava's legs were still together, and Hank gently took her left leg and began pushing it outward. "Ok, now, Ava, I'm going to need you to bend your knees and pull your legs up a bit."

"Doctor... I'm a little embarrassed to have you look at me." 

"Ava, there won't be anything I haven't seen before. And you have to cooperate or we won't be able to do this. Now, open!" Hank's voice took a bit firmer of a tone. As Ava reluctantly pulled her legs up, he pushed her knees apart. "Ok, now slide down towards me just a little bit, so that you're near the edge of the exam table. Good. OK, I think we're ready." 

Hank sat down in the chair between Ava's legs. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a pair of vinyl gloves and made a show of putting them on. Ava was propped up on the pillows, watching him closely, and he could see her stomach rising and falling rapidly as she breathed. 

Looking up at Ava from between her legs, Hank said, "OK, we're ready." Ava bit her lip a little as Hank took his hands and placed them on her knees, then slowly spread them further until they were fully apart. He ran his hands slowly up her thighs. Reaching the edge of her pussy, he paused, just stroking down the sides of her outer lips. Ava shivered.

Hank could see Ava's inner lips peeking out. "OK, we're going to start by opening you up for a visual inspection." Hank placed his fingers on Ava's labia and began to pull them to the side. Ava's eyes fluttered as he touched her. Her inner lips came fully into view and her clit above them. Hank began to massage her lips, bringing them together then pulling them apart. Holding them apart with both hands, he brought his face closer, studying her folds. He then moved his fingers to her inner lips, pulling them apart as well so that he could see the opening of her vagina. He could see that she was glistening wet already. He ran a finger around the edge of her opening getting just a little moisture on it. He held it up.

"Ava, you seem very well lubricated already."

"Yes, Doctor."

"Did that happen just from talking about some of your sexual interests?" 

"Yes, Doctor... And I was a little excited before that too."

"Why is that?"

" I was thinking about the exam and it made me a little excited to know you would be looking at me."

"Ah. So Ava, you like knowing that I'm looking at you?"

"Yes, Doctor."

"It excites you?"

"Yes." 

"It sounds like you have something of an exhibitionist in you. Not that there's anything wrong with that! Now let me continue with my inspection." Hank continued to hold open Ava's lips, moving his fingers to different places to pull her open. When he used his fingers to grasp Ava's inner lips, pulling them up and out, Ava made a small noise. Looking up, he saw that her eyes were closed. "We need to separate these so that we can see all the way in." Ava nodded, looking a little flushed. 

Hank put two fingers to each side of Ava's vagina and began to stretch her open. Ava felt herself being stretched and felt a rush of heat. 

"Ah, good. Ava, I can see inside you. Everything looks fine so far."

Hank took his right index finger and ran it around the inside of Ava's pussy, spiraling in deeper. Taking his finger out he rubbed along the side of her inner lips making them wet as well. He continued for a minute dipping in, getting Ava's moisture on his finger, then rubbing it over her lips. Then Hank ran his wet finger up over the top of her lips and to her clit. "Now, we've started testing your sexual response too. Does this feel good?" Hank ran his gloved finger back and forth across her clit. Ava's eyes were closed again as she whispered yes. 

"Good." Hank took his left hand and pulled back the sheath covering Ava's clit a bit more. Dipping his right index finger in Ava's pussy again for moisture, he brought it up and rubbed it directly over her exposed clit. Ava jumped at the sensation. Hank did it again. 

"Oh! Doctor, that's... intense."

"It should be." Hank agreed. Letting her sheath partly cover her clit again, Hank continued to run his smooth, gloved finger over it. "OK. I'll move on to something else.

Hank again returned his fingers to the sides of Ava's vagina. Holding her open with his left hand, he slid one finger smoothly in and began to work it around, turning his hand so that he could press everywhere within her pussy. When he reached the top of her vagina, he crooked his finger, feeling for her g-spot. He began to rub her clit while continuing to move his hand around. 

"Now, that's one finger, we're going to see how two fingers feel in you, OK?"

"Yes, doctor. "

"You're very tight, but I'm sure you can fit two." Hank slid his index and middle finger together into her. They slipped in without any trouble and Hank again began moving, twisting his wrist. Hank kept his left hand on Ava's clit, rubbing occasionally. "There that's two fingers and they fit just fine. That's very normal."

"Yes, Doctor, thank you."

Hank continued probing for a bit, really just giving Ava an internal and external massage, then withdrew his fingers. "OK, Ava, now, it's time to check your response on something different. Would you say that felt good so far?"

"Yes, Doctor."

"Good. Now, you said you liked having objects, things out of the ordinary, in your pussy. Is that right?"

"Yes."

"OK. And that turns you on?"

"Yes, it does."

"OK. Well, let's try something." Hank reached into his bag, pulling out a thick-handled plastic cooking spoon. "Now, let's take a look at this. Long. Smooth. From the kitchen. You do like kitchen objects, don't you, Ava?"

"Yes," she whispered, watching him turn the spoon over in his hands. The plastic handle of the spoon was about an inch across at its widest and probably twelve inches long before it opened into the spoon. 

"Then let's see how you react to this." Hank took the handle of the spoon and brought it to Ava's pussy. She sighed as he pressed it against her entrance, working it around in a circle, just inside her pussy. As he did this, he began sliding it in. Ava was so wet that the spoon slipped in one motion, and Hank stopped only when he felt it hit her inside. "Do you feel that Ava? Do you feel how deep this spoon is?"

"Yesss..." she whispered again. 

"Good. Now we're going to use this spoon in you to see what you like." Hank began moving the spoon in and out slowly, but changing the angle and pressure so that he was pushing down in her pussy, then pulling to the side, then pulling upward. In each new spot, he moved the spoon in and out a few times, using it to probe every corner of her vagina, rubbing against her walls on all sides. 

"Does this turn you on, Ava? Knowing you have a big spoon in your pussy?"

"Yes, Doctor, it does." She spoke very quietly, her eyes closed.

"And how does it feel?"

"It's fine, Doctor."

"No pain, no discomfort?"

"No, Doctor."

"Good." Hank resumed his probing. After a minute he spoke again. "OK, I think that went very well. We have just a little bit of our inspection left. You're doing great, just a little bit longer."

"Thank you, Doctor. But...there's more left?" Ava opened her eyes and looked at Hank. 

"Yes, there is. I've gotten a good look at the outside of you. But I need to check you on the inside, too." Hank took the spoon out of Ava, putting it to one side. 

"Doctor, you looked at me already."

"Yes, but I didn't see deep enough. I need to do a thorough exam. Now just relax." 

Hank reached over to the bedside table where he'd previously put an ice bucket filled with cold water. Reaching inside, he took out something shiny and silver metal and dried it on his robe. He held it up for Ava to see. She gasped. 

"Ava, do you know what this is?"

"It's a speculum, Doctor."

"Right. I'm going to use this to open you up Ava. So I can see inside." Ava's eyes fluttered closed as he spoke, then opened again. "Let me show you how it works." He demonstrated, starting with it closed, and showing how when he squeezed one part, the sides would pry apart. "It opens very wide, Ava. Think about how much this could open you up." Then he showed how he could open the other end and lock it into place with an adjustment screw. "With this, and my light, I'll be able to be sure that everything is OK internally."

Hank spread some lube over the prongs of the speculum. "Now, this is going to be cold, but I know you can take it. Are you ready, Ava?"

"Doctor, I'm nervous."

"Ava, you have to take this. You have to be opened in order for me to perform a full exam. You know that, don't you?"

Ava's eyes were squeezed tight together. "Yes, doctor, I do."

Hank moved closer to Ava's pussy again. With his left hand, he again separated Ava's lips. Then he put the speculum at the entrance to her pussy. As he began sliding it in, Ava gasped and tried to pull away. "OH Shit, that's cold!" 

"Now Ava, you know you have to take it. Just be still!" He continued to slide the speculum in. Ava was muttering, "oh, cold, cold... oh." Hank began to rub his finger over her clit again, and Ava responded by pushing up against his hand. 

"It will warm up soon, Ava, just relax. I need to finish your exam." Moving his head down so that he could see, Hank turned on his light and played it over the speculum in Ava's pussy. "OK, now time to take a look." He slowly started squeezing the handle of the speculum, slowly stretching the walls of Ava's pussy. As he watched Ava open up to the speculum, he glanced up to see that now she was staring at him intently, her mouth open slightly. He smiled momentarily, knowing that this intimate act was an enormous turn-on for her. He felt a rush of blood to his own cock, again marveling that Ava would let him - no, would want him - to do this. 

"OK? Too wide for you yet?" Ava shook her head, and Hank continued to open the speculum until he had a good view inside. He locked the blades in place with the thumbscrew and then shone his light into her. He began rubbing Ava's clit again as he did this. "Everything looks fine, Ava. Just fine. You're very pink and moist. I'd say you have no problems with arousal and it's all normal." Hank released the speculum then moved it around to open it at another angle. Again looking up, Hank saw that now Ava's eyes were closed and one hand had moved to her breast. He could see her playing with her hard nipple. Her breathing was harder and he released and then rotated the speculum again. 

As he opened up Ava's pussy again, the pretense of the doctor was almost gone. Ava's pussy lay completely open in front of him as he rubbed her clit. "Ava." He said. Her eyes opened and their gazes locked. "You know I'm looking inside you, don't you?" She nodded. "You know I opened you wide. So I could see." She nodded again. "Good girl. You're doing a good job. I'm going to look at you some more." Hank deliberately moved his eyes from Ava's face to the speculum, leaning over again so she would know what he was looking at. Hank applied more pressure to her clit, and was rewarded with a sound from Ava.

After a moment, Hank asked, "Would you like to see too, Ava?" 

Ava gasped, and said, "Oh yes."

Hank produced a hand-held mirror from his bag and held it up to her opened pussy. Ava leaned forward and looked at the speculum opening her pink pussy. She had never seen that deeply inside herself before. 

Hank put the mirror down. There was one thing more that they had talked about for her doctor visit. Holding the speculum in her with his left hand, he took his well-lubricated right index finger and began probing under her, at her anus. Finding it, Hank began to press in. Ava's body reacted by pulling back.




Opening Ch. 03



"Oh, Doctor, what are you doing?"

"In order to perform a thorough exam I need to examine your anus. Do you find you get turned out when someone touches your ass, Ava?

"Yes, Doctor."

"Do you like having something in your ass, Ava?"

"Yes." 

"Do you like to be full Ava? Like you feel now with the speculum?"

"Yes."

"Relax." Ava did, allowing her ass to fall back to the bed. With that, Hank pushed harder, and his gloved finger slid smoothly into her anus. 

"Ohhh..." Ava reacted, throwing her head back, first pulling back to get away from his finger, but then accepting the intrusion and sinking back to the bed. Hank's finger was in to his second knuckle. Keeping his finger in her anus, and shifting to keep the speculum in with part of his hand, Hank returned his left hand to Ava's clit, stroking just a little bit along the sides. 

"Ava, you've been a very good patient today. I'm pretty sure that everything works OK. You just have a very strong sexual response. And a lovely pussy, if I may say so."

"Thank you, Doctor."

Hank began to rub her clit with more pressure. "So did this visit turn you on, Ava?"

"Yes, Doctor, it did."

"Did it make you aroused that I was looking at you, Ava?"

"Yes, it did." Ava's eyes were half closed as she looked down at him, watching his hand move across the top of her clit.

"And that I was fingering your pussy?"

"Yes."

"And that I used an object in you." Ava's breathing was speeding up, and her voice was getting husky.

"Yes."

Hank was rubbing Ava's clit harder now. He knew she liked continuous pressure as she built up to her orgasm, and he gave it to her, working at an even pace, not slackening, trying to keep her just on the edge. His finger had worked deeper into her ass, and he could feel the hard speculum through her internal walls. 

"And did you like it that I opened you with a speculum? So I could see inside you."

"Oh, yes. Yes."

"Doesn't that make you a dirty girl, Ava? That you want to be looked at?"

"OH, god, yes, I'm your dirty girl, only for you."

"I looked at your pussy Ava. I looked at it a lot. And I opened you. A lot."

"Yes, yes, you did, oh, oh...."

"And looked in you? And touched you everywhere?"

"Oh, yes, yes... OH GOD OH HANK, HANK..." Ava's orgasm hit her full force. She continued to cry out for almost a full minute as Hank coaxed her through her first orgasm, and then through a second wave that hit within seconds. Ava turned her head to the side, panting into the pillow, pulling her legs together. 

Hank pulled his finger out of Ava's ass and pulled the speculum out of her, placing it to the side and stripping off his gloves before he climbed up onto the bed next to her. "That's my good girl. Good, good girl. So open. So dirty." He stroked her hair. Her forehead was wet with sweat. Hank's cock was as hard as it had ever been from watching her, and she could certainly feel it pressed against her as he kissed her. Almost without warning, Ava reached over to Hank and pulled him on top of her. "Doctor, I want to fuck you. Please, doctor, fuck me." She reached down to rub his hard cock that was straining against his robe. 

Hank quickly stripped and Ava guided his hard cock to her entrance as she looked in his eyes. "Please, make love to me."

Hank pushed his cock into Ava, finding her completely wet and open to him. He began to move his hips, trying to be slow but also feeling some urgency, knowing that he might not last long after the erection he'd been experiencing as he played with Ava for the past hour. Ava began to moan under him, approaching a third orgasm as he pressed against her clit. Hank began pushing as deep as he could, pushing hard. Ava didn't usually come just from intercourse in this position, but he knew she could this time. Trying desperately to keep a rhythm, Hank pulled back and thrust, pulled back and thrust, pressing his pubic bone hard against her and driving her into the bed. He could feel his cum building up at the base of his cock, the pressure becoming relentless as he tried to hold back. "Ava, I'm going to cum. It's coming, oh, can't, stop..."

Hank thrust deep into Ava a final time and began cumming, feeling the hot backsplash of his cum as it hit her deep inside. Ava suddenly started moaning and spasming again too, and Hank could feel her pussy contract as he continued to thrust, feeling himself shoot again and again inside her, and she continued to spasm under him, pushing her hips up against him. Finally, they collapsed, Hank with his head buried in Ava's hair against her shoulder with Ava still pulling him tight against her. 

Gradually their breathing slowed and Hank rolled off Ava, pulling her tight to him. They lay together on the bed, relaxing. After they came down, Hank asked, "You like your silver toy, I take it?"

"Oh, I do. You were really good with it."

"Mmm, good. We can use it other times, too, not just during the whole scenario."

"I'd like that. Thank you baby, for playing with it with me."

"You're so kinky. I like that." Ava giggled.

"I know you do, baby. I know." 

Ava and Hank dozed together on the bed. With the afternoon over, it was almost time to head back to their separate lives. The silver toy needed both of them for playing, so it would go home with Ava and into her collection of tricks until they could arrange another time. They never felt closer to each other than when revealing and acting on their kinkiest fantasies and the time apart was always hard. But they knew no one else would be at the receiving end of the Doctor's equipment. 

"Baby, soon again, I hope?"

"As soon as we can. Not too long."

"It's always too long."

"We'll get there. Just keep this warm for me, OK?"

"You know I will."