Andy's Ringed Cock - 3 - Sex Stories

Andy's Ringed Cock - 3

... will she be getting all three? I could take her without any lube, but that would be too painful – not to mention the bruising of Sir Cock.” He paused for a moment to reflect on his choices. His slave was hoping it would not be the former. Master broke into her thoughts when he continued. “So lube it will be.” “Oh thank you, Master.” Came a muffled response from the bed.” Andy got the ½ litre tapered-neck plastic squeeze bottle from the drawer and knelt on the bed as he approached his slave’s backside. “Hold them open.” He ordered her. Slave grabbed hold of her arse-cheeks eagerly, pulling them apart. Master saw the glistening pussy-rings were quivering. Was she nervous, afraid of the unknown, or excited at what was to happen? He knew. The bottle neck was 3” long and he pushed all of it into her anus. Jacki didn’t move; she had become used to the pre-fuck ritual but still tingled when the cold fluid greased her insides. Andy must have pumped a considerable amount into her. Better too much than too little they both thought. Squirting some on to his prick Andy replaced the bottle, and partly cleaned his hands by spreading the residue over his reddening anxious prick. The remainder he pushed up into slave’s anus and felt little protest. Two fingers went in and slave squirmed a little but uttered not a sound. That’s enough, he thought and started to push three. slave let out a sharp nasal grunt to signify that it was hurting. Retreating to two finger Master worked away, his slave ...

... remained still lest she get a hard hand strike her searing buttocks. Having 2 fingers up her arse was accepted as normal now whereas a few years ago it was all new and confusing. Back then it was a question of “whether to or not.” When that Rubicon was crossed, and Andy occasionally arse-fucked her, she wondered [morally or not] why she had waited so long. It had to be the strict parents with their religious damnations. Her mother would die if she knew that her daughter’s precious bottom was being cruelly raped by that “good-for-nothing husband of her’s”. slave was pushing back against Master’s thrusts and He found her arse had relaxed with the frigging. Removing his fingers he pulled her rump back, closer to the edge of the bed. She still held on to her arse cheeks , holding them apart. She could feel his left hand flat on the centre of her back. WHAM! Andy heard his wife’s muffle, but high-pitched, scream into the mattress as she attempted to choke her outcry. He had not allowed her to take time to experience the inevitable gradually but had rammed his cock into her vitals in one swift strike. With all the oil he had injected into her there was no protest or obstruction as thick cock and 3 rings disappeared up to the hilt. “Is slave okay? He asked her. The reply was came back with a sad tone. “Yes Master. Thank you Master. slave would have liked some time to get used to it but she must accept whatever her Master wants. slave is happy to please her Master always.” Andy was ...