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These three little butt plug stories, by Molly Mooreoriginally appeared on her website. They are read aloud here as audio by the author herself. All these butt plug stories detail consensual encounters, but the third one contains some elements of consensual non-consent.

The first time I left the house wearing the butt plug was to go to the shops. He grabbed my hand as I went to leave, pulled down my knickers, smeared lube on my arse and pushed the metal bulbous head into me. The intrusion made me yelp and he grabbed a handful of my hair to hold me in place as But plug stories pressed the plug deep into me. My body tried to convince me to fight it but I knew the answer was to relax and just let him do it. Breathe, I thought to myself… and then it was done. He gave my bottom a little spank, like a full-stop to his actions.

The walk to the shop was not far and yet today it felt like it took forever. The first person I walked past gave me a little smile. Just being friendly, and yet I could feel my face flush a hot pink colour as my mind tried to convince me that my secret was written large on me somewhere. It was worse in the shop.

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My juices were leaking from my cunt, making my knickers wet between my legs and my clit felt swollen and achy. I wanted to reach down and touch it, just a few little strokes to try to relieve the ache. In the queue for the checkout I pressed my thighs tightly together and squeezed my pelvic floor muscles tight.

It did nothing to help, in fact it made it But plug stories as it momentarily enhanced the feeling of fullness from the plug. I paid for the shopping. Fairly sure that my face looked flushed, which only made me hotter. The walk home was faster. I needed him to help me finish this. To give me relief. I almost fell through the front door in my rush to get inside. I listen as he climbs the stairs and crosses the landing to our bedroom. He is in there for a couple of minutes and then he is back in the room with me.

There is something in his hand but when I bend to look he hides it behind his back.

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I can tell from his face that he is not to be humoured. A little shiver of apprehension dances through my body. He lifts my skirt. I am knickerless beneath it. He runs his hands slowly over my buttocks. I let out a little sigh at the gentle caress, but as he takes his hand away I brace myself for the spanking I believe I am about to get.

The cool trickle of lube makes my cunt twitch. He pushes the plug into me without ceremony. Heat flushes up through my body in response to the pain or pleasure. The blank white screen sits in front of me. Large, white, empty and daunting. As I sigh I sink down into my chair a little bit more.

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The plug which I thought was firmly in place shifts inside me, sliding in just that tiny bit more as I relax onto it. I close my eyes and concentrate on it, how it feels in me: violating me. And I open my eyes and write. Filth pours from my finger tips of rough hands, coarse rope, restraints, legs spread, a queue of men, a bottle of lube, holes used, tears shed, orgasms that come and come.

One hand wrapped round my neck, the other firmly in my hair as he guides me from behind into the bedroom, stopping in front of the mirror. Desperate for it despite your protests. I bet you are dripping wet. He twists me round and pushes me face down onto the bed in front of him. I scrabble to try and get away from him but he is quick and grabs my legs, dragging me back down the bed.

He puts one knee up on the bed beside me and presses down into the small of my back to hold me in place. I can hear him fumbling with his other hand. As But plug stories cold lube hits my arse I start to struggle underneath him but he is stronger than me and determined. He raises a hand and spanks me: one, two, three, stinging slaps to my backside. All I can do is whimper in return and to my shame I find myself lifting my butt and spreading my legs for him. He laughs as he guides his hard dick into the tight wet heat of my cunt. Fucking himself into me with a grunt and a groan.

Every time he thrusts into me the plug moves, with him fucking me in the arse as he fucks my cunt. His mouth finds the flesh on the back of my neck and then my shoulder, his teeth sink into my skin. My cries fill the room as my orgasm pulses through my cunt. These butt plug stories are written and read by Molly Moore.

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed. Image by the brilliant Stuart F Taylor These three little butt plug stories, by Molly Mooreoriginally appeared on her website. Three little butt plug stories The walk home The first time I left the house wearing the butt plug was to go to the shops. My head is empty. I do as I am told. Somehow it is both. He flips my skirt back down and le me back to my chair and indicates that I should sit.

By the time dinner is ready I have close to a thousand words. He must have But plug stories the plug in his pocket along with the lube. He pushes it into me. Oxyfromsg says:. July 25, at pm.

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