Fiona Flask: Anal: Three-Book Anal Erotica Bundle

“Hey, princess. How was that for a Valentine’s Day present? Beats dinner, doesn’t it?” I reached up over my head and behind my shoulder to play with his hair.

“Oh, god yes. That was, for lack of a better word, fucking amazing. I felt more alive tonight than I have in a long time. When the both of you were inside me it felt so great I wanted to come over and over again. I just wish we would have done that sooner.”

“Oh really? It was that good, huh?” I nodded at him as he cuddled me from behind. “Well maybe the next time I bring company home for us I’ll bring two guys so we can stuff that pretty mouth of yours full. Would you like that?” An image of me on my knees with a cock in every hole filled my mind and a delicious shiver ran through me.

“Oh yes. That would be wonderful. I can’t wait for that. What other nasty ideas do you have, honey?” I was completely perked up now to any ideas John had because this one had been such a success.

“So, now someone’s interested in the kinky shit, huh?” I nodded again, eager to hear what he had in mind. “Well, what about a strap on? Do you want to be the one to fuck my ass?” I turned my head so I could kiss him. “I’ll take that as a yes. Maybe we could try an orgy or a train on you. Some handcuffs or maybe some rope…” He put his hand under his chin to make it look like he was thinking hard.

“You’re getting me wet already just thinking about it.” He chuckled in my ear.

“Is that so? Why don’t you prove it?” I reached behind me and found his hand and guided it to my dripping pussy.

“Proof enough, cowboy?” Instead of answering me, he shoved his fingers in as far as they would go and started pumping them hard. My body may have been tired, but my pussy was open for business. I arched a leg to give him better access. He slipped his cock in where his hand had been moments ago and fucked me for all he was worth. I screamed as I came again and felt the delicious aftershocks of my orgasm radiating throughout my entire body. I curled up against him, think we would go to sleep now, since the clock on the nightstand said one in the morning, but he had other plans. His cock was still rock hard, and it wasn’t going to go away until he came again. He shoved it in my ass, and I gasped. Not from pain, but from the sheer bliss of feeling his thick meat in there again. I moaned and started grinding on his rod. He laughed in my ear.

“I think I’ve created a monster. Pretty soon you’ll be telling me I can only fuck you in your ass.”

“Not at all,” I gasped. “As long as you bring someone else to fill it while you fuck my pussy.” My talking dirty to him usually turned him on more so he had a thought. We have a box of toys under the bed so I can take care of myself when he’s not around. He pulled out of me for just a minute, telling me to close my eyes. I was anticipating the next surprise, so I obeyed. I could hear him rummage around for a second or two, then I felt him stuff his dick back in my asshole. It fit easier each time he did it, so maybe he was right about the no pain after a few fucks part. I moaned in ecstasy when he was in all the way. He pulled my leg back up the way I’d had it, and took one of my vibrators out of the box. It was long and thick and it had the rabbit ears for my clit. He switched it on and shoved the dick part into my pussy, pumping it in and out of me. My body started to shake, I could feel a huge orgasm building. Every thrust of the vibrator brought the rabbit ears to my clit and the pressure and vibration combined was winding me up tight, getting me ready for a volcanic explosion.

“Now, open your mouth and do what I tell you.” He pulled a dildo out of the box and stuck it in my mouth. “I want you to suck that dick like your life depended on it. I took the end of the dildo in one hand and started fucking my mouth with it, showing myself no mercy. He synchronized with the vibrator and the combined pounding pushed me over the edge. My screams were muffled by the dildo in my mouth. He gripped my hips hard, again, and came with me. The two of us collapsed on the bed. I couldn’t even move. John took the blankets and covered me up as oblivion took me.

The sun was shining, I didn’t have to go to work, and I was well satisfied from last night. When I moved, I could feel our combined juices, dried on my thighs. I turned around and woke John up with a kiss.

“Good morning, handsome. How about joining me in the shower?” He yawned and looked at me. Then he grinned.

“You don’t want me to join you in the shower, you want me to help you walk over there, admit it.” My cheeks flamed as he guessed the truth.

“I have no problem with you joining me, I was just hoping for a little help in getting there. I would actually prefer that you come with me.” He laughed at my backpedalling.

“And you need someone to hold you up while you shower, huh?” I looked away from him. “I knew it.” He was teasing me. “Come on, princess. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom. He sat me down on the edge of the tub while he got the water good and hot. When he turned around to help me up, I was staring at him.

“What’s that look for?” I smiled at him.

“Nothing. I just wanted to tell you I love you.” He smiled and his inquisitiveness went away.

“I love you, too, princess. Now let’s get you all cleaned up.” He helped me wash myself and get all the dried juices off of me. He held me while the warm water cascaded over my body, and it felt like I was being enveloped in pure love. The physical heat and the emotional heat blended together to make a cocoon around me that I never wanted to metamorph out of. When we were finished, he let me go back to bed while he disappeared downstairs. I guess I must have dozed off a little, because the next thing I knew, he was sitting on the bed next to me with a tray. The smell of bacon and eggs reached my nose before I could even sit up enough to see what was on the plate. When I did, tears came to my eyes. He’d not only made breakfast, he’d cut the food into letters to spell out, ‘I LOVE YOU’ on the plate. He set the tray down on the nightstand for me and I threw my arms around him.

“I love you too, honey.” He held me for a while, but the food smelled too good not to be eaten, so I was forced to let him go long enough to eat. It was the best day of my life, and he was still adding to it. The weekend was a glorious escape to us because I didn’t have to go to work, and we could spend time with each other for a full forty-eight hours. We finished eating, and I was kind enough to share, and then we snuggled for a bit. Being lazy on a weekend when there’s nowhere to go and no one to see is one of the finest things in life to me. We lay together, just holding each other, and that’s something that means more to me than all the sex in the world. The fact that he’s willing to snuggle with me without wanting anything else, means he loves me and doesn’t want to be anywhere else.

Around noon, he finally got up and started putting on some clothes. I was curious, but I decided to wait and see what was going through his head. I watched as John went over to the closet and took out my favourite pair of jeans, and a V-neck hoodie that I’m very fond of. He put them down on the foot of the bed, then went over to the dresser and pulled out socks, panties and a bra for me. Adding them to the pile, he sat down and waited expectantly.

“Is that a hint that you want me to get up and get dressed?” I asked playfully.

“Well, if you do then I get to take you somewhere we’ve been wanting to go for a while now.”

“You do know Valentine’s Day is over, right? You don’t have to get me any more presents.” I pulled the blanket off and started dressing myself.