Anal Beads and Tongue

As I sat down on my girlfriend's lap, I brought my toy of choice for the night up to her eyes. A set of five weighted black balls attached one after another on a long white string. On one end of the string was a white metal ring just big enough for a finger or two to hold onto. Amanda had informed me when we bought them, they were called anal beads and how they worked. She claimed she was eager to use them with me but I think she deserves a test ride on them before turning her attentions to me. As I voiced my intention to Amanda, she could only smile and nod in agreement.

"Clean yourself up and get some lube," I asked. "I'll get these nice and ready for you sweetie," I finished. Amanda followed my wishes and started getting herself ready for anal while I took each of the five metal balls into my mouth. I knew it was impossible to take all five at once, so I took my time and put on a show for my very horny girlfriend while she watched. Once she was sufficiently cleaned and lubed, and the beads were slathered in my saliva, we finally got down to business.

"Come here," I instructed as I laid down on her bed and held a finger to my mouth. Amanda readily obeyed and climbed over the top of me to align her hips to my lips. Under the guidance of my eager hands, she lowered herself on top of me, pressing her excited nethers into my face. I happily licked, sucked, lapped and kissed at her sodden box and thighs while my hands handled the toy behind her.

"Ready baby?" I asked as I was able to pull myself off of her delectable pussy before I placed the first ball at her anal entrance.

"Oh God, yes please," she begged, as she took her hands and spread her cheeks wide to give me easy access to her ass.

The sound of my beautiful girlfriend being putty in hands while I worked over her sex was music to my ears and I didn't need her to tell me twice. I pressed my thumb onto the weighted bead at her back door with mounting pressure until finally her sphincter gave way to my will and the bead rolled into her anal canal. The sound Amanda made as the bead finally entered her was magical. Like a siren's song or an angel's gospel; I felt warm and fuzzy all over thinking how I was pleasing her so well. I redoubled my efforts into her pussy and rhythmically pushed bead after bead into her butt. Once all five were inside her, I began working them back and forth, in and out, eliciting slutty, needy moans from my lover's lips. Those moans grew and grew into a crescendo as her legs spasmed, signalling her approaching orgasm. I had given her many orgasms throughout our first week together, but this was something else. This was magical and beautiful and a moment I would remember for the rest of my life. Finally Amanda climaxed, her body clenching and seizing in powerful contractions as her orgasm ripped through her. This mind boggling orgasm lasted and lasted as I continued to pleasure and tease her, insistent on giving her the best, longest orgasm of her life, until finally it passed. With a heavy sigh, Amanda's climax finished and I crawled out from under her soaked thighs laid down next to her, face to face.

"I am sooo.... going to pay you back for that," she promised with a shaky breath and kissed my nose.

"I look forward to it sweetie," I replied. "But for now, you need to rest a little bit," I finished, getting up from the bed. Amanda's confused eyes questioned me as I retreated from her side. Her unasked question was answered as I dug into one of today's shopping bags and pulled out a bottle of massage oil and creams and returned to her side.

"You are so amazing," was her answer as realization dawned on her face. I climbed back into bed and straddled her thighs, looking down at the backside of my exhausted lover.

"I know," I responded with a giggle. "Now, let me take care of you for a while," I finished and set about showing off my masseuse skills. Amanda nodded her head and relaxed her tired body into the bed. I removed the one last remaining anal bead from her bottom and placed it into an empty bag, reminding myself to washing it when we were done. Once that was taken care of, we spent the next half hour or so rubbing and easing her sex worn out muscles while whispering sweet nothings into my lover's ear. She informed me that I was "the best" at least a dozen times before I was done and each one made me feel like I was the luckiest girl in the whole world. When I had finished my massaging, I relayed that feeling to Amanda.

"Oh, well then, you're about to feel even more lucky," she countered, to which I could only offer a quizzical look in response.

"Don't you dare think that you're going to get away with giving me the best orgasm ever AND a massage without me returning the favor," she elaborated. "I'm going to make you feel better than ever before," she promised.

"Are you sure?" I inquired. "You looked pretty spent just a minute or two ago," I continued. She answered by kissing me on the forehead before meeting my eyes.

"You had your fun," she teased. "But now it's my turn to show you just how good I am," she told me with clear resolve. This girl is going to fuck my brains out and I want every last bit of it.