How I Became A Sex Guru : 6

 

     Work tended to be a bit tedious at times. But having a writer for a girlfriend was a great way to beat the ennui. Jane was working on her first novel: a high fantasy about a young power-hungry wizard. She also wrote smu... er... erotica on the side. She sexted me at work whenever she wanted some inspiration or just some fun. The thought that everyone around me was oblivious to the things going on around inside my head was such a turn on. I often had to hide a raging hard-on by strapping my erect dick to my abs with the elastic of my underwear. 

     One day Jane went a step further and asked me conceal something more tangible than thought. She presented me with a smooth polished steel butt-plug. The egg shaped dome lodged itself pretty snug inside me.

     

     The ride on the bus felt good with all the vibrations, although, I must admit that I was really worried about bumps on the road. The morning went well enough - I was sequestered at my desk doing a bit of paper work for a consignment. But around noon things got a bit uncomfortable. The plug made me feel like I was at the verge and I had to skip lunch. And then post noon, I had to endure the sensation that it was about to slip out; it made me anxious. 

     I was so lost in my world that I didn't consider that I might be acting weird. There was a meeting to attend later on and I definitely needed to get it out of my butt. So I waddled to the privacy of restroom. Just as I was about to get in, an older colleague caught up with me.

'How long?' His tone was sympathetic.

'Er...'

'Nothin' to be shy about.'

'Since..um ..this morning. Was it that obvious?' I was mildly surprised that he took it calmly.

'Been there.'

'Oh...wow! Really? I would have never guessed.'

'Yup. The stress gets ta you after a while. Here take this.'

'What's this? Lube?'

'Nah. It's a local anesthetic gel. What do ya need a lube for?'

'What's the local for?'

'The hemorrhoids of course.'

'Um... Yeah.. The hemorrhoids.. Yes...Thank you.'

'Anytime. And visit a doctor before it develops inta piles. Nasty thing.'

'Sure. Will do.' And that was the last time I went to work with a butt plug. Cock rings were a different matter though. 

(to be continued..) 

That Instant

He slid into her, stretching her walls, filling her up. It felt good, way too good.

He leaned forward on top of her, fully lodged inside her as he was; his pubic bone came to rest on top of her sensitive clitoris and at that instant she truly felt him.



Power Play

Down on my knees

Between your thighs;

My desire to please

And to feed off your sighs.

I suckle your thumb

And give you a taste.

Your mind goes numb

As I proceed without haste.

I seek out the prize, 

Inching ever closer, 

And look into your eyes;

Your breathing ever faster.

A caress, a breath, a lick; 

Gasps escape your throat.

Deeper 'n tighter into the slick;

In delirium you float.

A change of power -

What a heady rush!

The cycle of pleasure -

Now, my sweet - Hush!

Pleasure Highway

Up close, it was chaos
Step back and it's art;

A truly deviant design 

Conceived by your mind; 

A highway of pleasure - that :

Snaked around the hills,

Flowed with the curves,

Interlaced at intervals,

Knotted above the nub,

Plunged into the valley.

Marking every territory,

Not an inch left untouched 

Even my soul immortal.