The Master Downstairs — Chapter 12
The next night Kristen and I tried to keep it low key and wound up watching a movie. During the movie, there was a fairly quick sex scene which prompted Kristen to pause it right when the man was grabbing the woman. She slid to the floor between my knees and said “you’ve released my inner sex addict, and I love it.” She pulled her robe off her shoulders, baring her chest. I obviously noticed because my prick was tangled in my clothes as it got hard so quickly, forcing me to sit up to re-adjust.
“I loved what I did with Linda, rubbing my pussy on her face, and I really enjoyed yesterday with Jeremy. I never knew how much pleasure I would get out of causing someone else pain, but I guess Jeremy deserved it for what he almost did to us. But what I really love, far above any of them, is you. You’ve become my everything, and yet you keep trying to make sure I benefit from this situation we’ve found ourselves in. I loved you before last week, and even though its different now, I still love you with all of my heart.”
That was quite a statement, and although I had a nagging fear that she might be telling me what I want to hear, it is what I’ve seen her come to accept over the past few days. Anyone who saw her face while she thrust her “penis” into Jeremy’s ass would be convinced she was having the best day ever. Even after that though, she could have deprived Jeremy of any pleasure but she allowed him to climax after his experience.
Her fingernails gently scraping my thighs brought my thoughts back to the here and now. Kristen continued though by talking about what she had been thinking about since last night.
“When Jeremy first had me strung up, before he put the mask on my face, he had ripped my top open as I’m sure you saw. Then he also felt up my ass, telling me he was going to enjoy breaking it in for me. I’ve been thinking about how you and I never did that, and how it might be the right time to correct that oversight.”
While I had occasionally thought about fucking someone in the ass, especially after watching porn that highlighted it, I had never thought Kristen would accept it. I’m realizing now that we never explicitly discussed it, and that we probably should have. It’s never a good idea to assume what someone thinks about that topic.
“Did you ever think about anal sex before last week?”
Kristen’s face flushed red as she answered, “If you had asked me, I would have said I wasn’t interested, but that’s because I thought that was the right answer to give. That my desires weren’t normal. Butts have always excited me whether it was mine, yours or even someone I don’t know with a good looking one. Over the past week, I’ve realized I want to try it with you.”
I knew enough to know that we should go read up on this. Done badly, anal sex would probably be messy, dangerous, and painful. I’d want to avoid any nasty complications due to ignorance.
“Tomorrow, we can go back to that store and see if we can get anything to help do it right. In the meantime, I want to see you face down and ass up, just like that that first day with Brenda, except I’m going to fuck you that way.”
Kristen scrambled to comply. Her robe was still covering her back, but it accentuated her figure. I lifted the hem over her hips, exposing her ass and then sank down behind her. Carefully pulling her cheeks apart, I started licking her pussy from behind, causing her to arch her back. Getting a finger wet with her juices, I slid a finger up and down her ass crack, circling her asshole. Maybe because we had been talking about it, or maybe just because her sexuality had been released, but she started pushing back onto my finger, causing it to go into her asshole. Kristen was grunting at this point and pushing back harder while gripping my finger in a vise. I pulled it out with some difficulty before kneeling behind her and slotting my prick in her pussy.
After I was in her and gently sliding back and forth, I moved her hips and pulled her cheeks apart again so I could see her star winking at me. Using the same finger but flipped around, I gently played it around her asshole and then slid back in. Kristen sounded like she was hyperventilating at this point, so I focused on my cock and how it felt . She was actively fucking into me now, pushing me back onto my heels as she rapidly rocked her hips up and down. It almost felt like my eyesight dimmed as I came, by the time I was more aware again, Kristen had fallen forward off of my cock, and was still having aftershocks from her orgasm. I tiredly picked her up and took her to our master bathroom to clean us both up.
Lube, lube, more lube and patience. That was the advice she got looking things up on the internet. We also went back to the adult store to pick up a few sizes of butt plugs to help train Kristen and the others or at least get them used to it. The anal hook looked scary enough that it was added to the order as well as some other toys, including additional harnesses and attachments. We skipped the post shopping experience behind the warehouse in order for Kristen to start playing with her new toys.
On the drive back, I thought about how Kristen and I had spent so much time planning for how to safely do anal, when she had basically just stuck it in with Jeremy. The difference was size, Jeremy is a much bigger than any of the women, and the vibrator attached to the harness is tiny compared to either of our cocks. It is fascinating though how much more concern I had for Kristen and the other women than for Jeremy. Something to chew on.