Filled

For me, the most satisfying aspect of sex – not play, not scenes, not foreplay but sex – is being filled with cock.  Even if I don’t cum from sex, I don’t mind.  Feeling full intoxicates me, drives me crazy, makes me scream.

With my Sir’s guidance, I filled myself tonight.

I started with my beautiful glass dildo, slowly pushing it into my ass.  When it hurt and I wanted to stop, I was given permission to play with my clit until I came.  As my fingers feverishly stroked my clit, the dildo sank in another inch or so.  My body hummed and throbbed from the pleasure and still new sensations of my filled ass.

“Get the dark knight, pet.”

The dark knight is my favorite toy.  A beautiful black vibrating dildo.  I especially love the pulse setting.

“Get it in my pussy, on the lowest pulse setting.”

I turned it on, rubbed the head against my pussy, and slowly sunk it into my dripping cunt.  Moaning and whimpering, I pressed deeper.  My hand on both dildos, I simultaneously pushed them both deeper.  My back arched; my body shook.

Filled.  Completely filled.  It was delicious.

“Fuck my cunt and my ass, slut,” He growled.

I began to slowly move both dildos.  Shrieks, gasps, cries, moans all spilled out of me, uncontrollably.

My finger slipped and the vibrator went to high.  I screamed, pleasure coursing through my body.

“Cum for me, now, my slut.”

I frantically fucked myself with the dildos.  My pussy pulsed and throbbed.  Juices gushed from my body and covered the dildo buried in my cunt.

I continued to gasp, struggling to regain my composure.

“Breathe, pet.  Just breathe.”

Slowly, my breathing returned to normal.

I began to giggle.

“I can’t stop smiling, Sir.  Thank you, Sir.”

“You’re welcome, pet.  How do you feel?”

“I feel full, Sir.”