Advanced Anal, Vaginal, and Clitoral Sex via The Butterfly Toy

I love this piece. Some advanced intercourse. It's the next sex toy erotica piece. I'm working on part three of my real-life erotica series, Hair Like A Long Black Curtain. It wont be long now.

Jessica pulled the covers up over her bare shoulders. Laying on her side with me on my back, I remember feeling her smooth inner thigh across my stomach, pulling me into her body-grasp. With just a little thrust, she made sure I knew her vulva was wet as it kissed the space between my hip and my ass. I looked over to her peaceful face, eyes closed with a tiny smile.

"I brought the Butterfly, finally," I said. I felt her head stir on the pillow we were sharing.

"Good. I was gonna smack you if you'd forgotten it again." She smooched my shoulder and traced her fingers through the hair in the center of my chest.

"I think she's ready, down there," I said. Jessica giggled. She was humping my leg ever so gently with her sopping-hot sex. We both loved how wet she could get sometimes.

I pushed the covers off and reached for the Butterfly. When I turned back to face her I remember feeling a forever-moment looking into her crazy-cute face. Jessica moved onto her back with her knees up. I handed her the toy and I helped her put a folded pillow under the small of her back to boost her up a bit. I retrieved the lubricant laying at the foot of the bed. She held out her finger and I squirted out a dollop and watched her coat the little feet and feelers on the vibrating-butterfly part of the toy.

"Try it out first," I said. I put the lube down on the bed next to me.

Jessica switched on the toy, ooo'ed and admired the disco lights inside the shaft, dialed up her favorite shaft-spin speed on then Butterfly, then regulated the vibe as she was used to doing with her Rabbit Habit. All the while I breathed in her sweet scent that was already filling the small bedroom. I remember feeling my penis rise and mouth water from her musk. I watched her push the kaleidoscopic shaft gracefully down into her, then she bit down on her curvy lower lip when the vibe made contact with her erect clitoris.

"Oo, it is stronger. The vibe's right down on me."

I nodded and lubed up the thumb on my right hand while Jessica adjusted the vibe strength. She made an "mmm," sound and relaxed into the sensations, her thighs wide open. I settled in close to her and felt the lust swell in my chest after looking down to the space between her pussy's 6 o'clock and her rosebud. The colored lights from the Butterfly were making her crystal-clear syrup, that had candlewaxed its way down from her vagina, glisten in a brand new way. The cool lubricant on my thumb mixed my slippery with hers. I drifted my thumb down further and with the other hand began a continuous caress up and down along her bum and thigh. I remember Jessica puckered her lips and exhaled slowly. Then I felt her rosebud relax to my slowly circling touch. I consider that place to be in need of massage and love as any other on a woman's body.

"The vibe feels amazing. The lil' different tickles it makes give me more details to feel... oh...."

I felt rosebud flex along with the rest of her owner's strong pelvic floor muscles. I kept kneading and caressing. Jess relaxed her ass once more, her hips jerking up to the combined clitoral and vaginal pleasure she was stirring up. I asked if she wanted me inside. Jess nodded. I went at her bottom's pace and she gradually sucked my thumb down into her satin. I rose to my knees and with all four fingers spread and wrapped around her cheeks, pointing down toward the mattress, I gripped and held her ass from the inside with my thumb and the outside with my fingers. Once on my knees, I could do the next element of touch. I leaned most of my weight down through my locked arm; the one holding her ass like a basketball. The finishing touch was a rhythmic and gradual squeeze and release of my grip. Jessica was pinned down by her ass, simultaneously squeezed outside and in, while she used one hand to hold and slow-fuck herself with the Butterfly. My thumbnail was filed as short as possible, but even so, I paid close attention so as not to scrape her inner anal satin.

"Oh my god... I wish I could do all of this to myself whenever I wanted!"

"You silly," I said. Then you would have to snuggle with yourself, which is the same thing as one hand clapping."

Jess grinned but then her eyes closed, her hips rocked a little faster. I placed my free hand across her tummy just above her triangle and stayed with her all the way through her orgasm. I remember closing my eyes too and concentrating on the sensation of her apple bum's powerful grip that locked my thumb in place. We opened our eyes after the brunt of her come abated. She looked down at the sight of me over her, and in her, and then at her own hand thrusting with her favorite quick, short pussy-pumps. The Butterfly's little shaft-spin motor had bogged down under the strength of her spasms while Jess rode the rest of the big wave on into shore. Her body calmed and she laid still, me sitting back in Indian-style, and with one push, her Butterfly and my thumb slid out of her curvy body. I wiped everything clean with some wet wipes and Jessica held her arms out.

"Come here, yummy."

Jess rolled off the pillow and we snuggled like two hands clapping. She reached down and found my slippery-tipped erection and said,

"I could take a pretty good guess at where he wants to go."

"I'll go as slow as you need. This toy should be amazing for double pen."

Jess turned onto one side and propped her top leg up with the pillow. This made enough room between her, the pillow, and the mattress to slide the Butterfly back into her vulva. She turned up the vibe a little and turned off the shaft. While she adjusted things, I rolled a condom on and coated my hardon with Liquid Silk . I spooned up behind her, pressed my glans against her rosebud at the best angle, and held still while her muscles squeezed and relaxed, over and over again, gradually drawing me in. I could feel the Butterfly shaft on the other side making things tighter. She breathed and I held her, waiting till she said go. I could feel her making tiny pushes with the toy inside her while it also rubbed back and forth over her clit.

"Oh my god, oh fuck...."

"Don't you dare come yet, girl."

I slapped her ass hard to derail her build up, then sweetly rubbed the stinging impact spot. She pushed back carefully onto me and her ass swallowed me all the way up to the hilt. We held still and I gathered a big handful of long hair on the top of her head, pulled it taught and back, exactly the way she liked it, and palmed her ass with my other hand; keeping her cheeks open just far enough for her to know her ass was mine.

As she rocked her hips forward and pushed the Butterfly deep, I drew my cock back, but my glans never left her body; then I thrust forward into her apple as she pushed back onto me and slipped the toy's shaft back. We were speechless, just breathing, savoring our affectionate fuck. My penis could feel the head of the Butterfly moving on the other side. It tickled the underside of my glans with every stroke we made together. That, plus how incredible her ass felt, made me feel the sensation in my groin that meant my load was filling the space inside me between my ass and my balls.

I felt my cock swell to capacity as the semen surged up my shaft. I heard her moan as she felt the same inside her ultra-sensitive anal silk. I remember my hand on her ass gripping into the round flesh like talons and the bicep on my other arm curling hard, the elbow pressing into the center of her back, tightening her captivity. When my orgasm hit me, I let go of her hair and grabbed the back of her neck. Jess pushed firmly back onto me and held still. She reached back and gripped my hip so she could keep me still to feel my penis throbbing, shooting, to a degree that a pussy cant possibly feel compared to the nerve endings in her bottom. Her Butterfly thrusts pumped faster, I could feel them, still tickling me, and as my balls finished emptying into her, my lover's orgasm blindsided her.

I retook control and moved with even strokes. Her gorgeous ass gripped me with a force that I knew, if I pulled too far back in mid-stroke, she would push me right out. I stayed deep and kept the buttery feelings going inside her. Her free hand pulled at the sheets and slapped the mattress like a wrestler signaling her surrender. Her hips suddenly slowed and I held still, letting her move, so that her ass could take as little or as much as she wanted. Her last stroke was one that would have brought her all the way off of me, but before she could, I said quickly,

"Wait sweets, lemmie grab the condom... okay."

I grasped the bottom of the sheath and she let my glans gradually pop the rest of the way out. We laid there still and I heard her flip off the switch on the Butterfly.

"Come on, let's go clean things up."

I always do all I can to keep a woman's vulva safe from coming in contact with bottom-bacteria when we do afterglow-snuggling by taking her to the bathroom, warming up the shower water, letting her in first, removing and discarding the condom, joining her, each of us taking turns lathering the other down below and behind, then rinsing, drying, and returning to bed and falling back down into the sheets, instead of snuggling immediately and having my penis mingling close to her vagina-- having just visited her bottom. Of course, shower-snuggling happens a lot too.

Jess pushed me onto my back and pulled the sheet up over us. We intertwined. Her head was just under my chin and we could feel each other breathing. I lifted her bangs and kissed her forehead slowly, over and over again, and she cupped both hands around my groin and held fast. She looked up and directed the kisses to her lips.

"You're right," she murmured between kisses. "God, it is a massage for my soul."

Afterword: Jessica is very experienced with anal eroticism and intercourse. What will work for her may or may not work for every woman, and as in all things, time, patience and practice makes perfect.

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