When it was ready, she shuffled over to her mirror, and hiked up her dress. Her ass was tensed while sitting on her knees; she needed to relax. She bent over and rested on one hand, causing her ass cheeks spread. She painted her cleft with the glistening tip, brushing up and down. It was cold, and gave her little goose bumps over her body. She poked, working up the courage to push harder. She tried rotating it like a cork screw, the pointed tip now budded inside her. It starting warming her up, allowing her to go a little deeper.
“Shit.” She hissed. Mae was only pushing in millimetres, but it felt like inches to her. Her ass was loosening, allowing another few millimetres. A gasp escaped through her sharp and shallow breaths, and she closed her eyes. Gaining some length, she was now able to slide a quarter of it in, and out. It was slick, and the sweet sound as it pushed inside her made her bolder. She pushed harder, and anything she had gone through earlier was nothing compared to the burning sensation now. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Her eyes squinted, but she was determined. She pushed again, as her ass resisted her.
Her heart raced, she knew she had to go harder if she wanted to get it in, but she was terrified. She wished Logan was here to help her. She wondered what he would do. She wondered what he looked like naked. Was his cock bigger than Derrick’s? How badly she wished she got a proper look at it last night. She could only imagine now. And her imagination replaced her toy with Logan’s cock. “Mmmmm.” The thought brought her in tune with her sex. She moved with more rhythm now, in and out, in and out, feeling a little tighter as she progressed deeper.
Mae lay her face into the soft carpet to support her upper body, allowing her other hand to play with her clit. There she was thinking of her brother’s cock, with one hand on her pussy, the other shoving an anal plug in her ass.
“Fuck. Logan.” She wanted her brother’s cock, his loving hands holding her hips. “Fuck me.” She picked up her pace, lost in the moment now, her hole nearly at the toy’s full girth. She pictured his thick cock pounding her, slapping her ass, telling her how –
The toy popped inside her and she dropped to the ground. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” She screamed, her voice filling the house. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” It burned, the whole plug stretching her ass, it was too big. Her eyes squeezed shut, jaw clenched, face wincing, and the burn didn’t stop. “Logan!” She cried out without thinking, “Logan! Help!”
When Logan flung her door open, Mae was splayed out on the ground, tangled in her dress, both hands trying to spread her ass cheeks apart.
“Shit Mae!” He crouched over her writhing body.
“Please! It really hurts!” One hand was clutching her ass and the other on the waist band of her brother’s pants.
A sick thought filled Logan’s mind, a thought he couldn’t avoid with the scene before him. Mae’s ass looked tiny with the large handle of the plug sticking out of her. She kicked and curled and clawed at the ground, a wounded animal trying to escape. He lay a hand on her back with the pretence of calming her, but really he wanted to feel her bare, sweating flesh while she struggled. Really, he wanted to pin her down, mount her himself, and fuck her cunt with the plug still stuck inside her. Of course he did none of these things, but he couldn’t remember a time his cock pulsed as strong as it was in that moment.