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Empty Nest: Chapter 89
🕑 Added 2025-04-22 21:48:44 +0000 UTCDespite the load of semen coating the insides of my underwear we spend the rest of the time before the timer goes off for supper with me cuddled up to Heather’s legs with her bare thigh as my pillow. I was still kneeling on the floor and she still had her dress rolled up but we cuddle as close as the position would allow us. With the taste of her cum on my tongue and my belly full of it I softly coo as I watch her giant penis slowly soften and shrink. Heather does Heather things. She plays with my hair and pets my back and says all kinds of lovely things to me.
“Good boy.” She whispers. “My gooood boooooy.”
“Heather?” I whisper then place a tender kiss on her balls.
“Yes, handsome?”
“You’re beautiful.” I say. “Thank you.”
“Mmm.” A finger swirls around and around in my hair. “You are welcome, my love.”
“Hahhhh.” I sigh with utter contentment.
By the time the timer goes off the house is filled with a delectable aromas of Heather’s cooking, which got my mouth watering for a different reason than it had before. Patting my shoulder Heather says. “I gotta get up.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” I kiss her penis one last time, adoring how it felt against my lips flaccid every bit as much as I did when it was erect, then put it away for her and roll down her skirt.
“Is your tushie still feeling okay?”
“Tushie?” I giggle. “Yeah. Better than okay..”
“Oh good.” She pinches my nose. “I’ll get dinner served. You go and clean that little mess you made.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
I get to my feet and help my lady to hers. The smile she gives me tells me my gesture was appreciated, which sure made me feel good. I was learning the secrets to a happy relationship was in the little things. As she heads for the oven I duck into our room to grab myself some new underwear and trousers then zip across to the washroom. Soon I am cleaned up and clad in my new black undies. I was just reaching for my pants when…
BRVVVVVVV!
“HAHHHH!” I let out an almost girlish gasp as suddenly my bowels are hit with a powerful vibration! “OH JESUS CHRI….hnnnnngh!”
“Baby!” Heather calls in a sing-song voice. “Dinner’s ready!”
“Ok-kayy!” I yelp.
“Everything okay in there?” I could hear the playful amusement in her voice. She carried the remote to my plug and knew damn well what was happening in here.
“Uh huh!” I whimper. “Just…ummm…ohhhhhhh!” Grabbing the counter so as not to fall I hunch forward and begin to tremble from head to toe. The strong, steady buzz in my ass was sending tingles up my spine to say nothing as to what it was doing to my prostate! “Ffffuuuuck!” The vibes soon turn my legs to jelly and my cock to iron. “MMMMM!!!” And then suddenly…it was done! “Oh fuck!” I gasp, still reeling from the intensity of the vibrations despite the plug going still. “Holy shit!”
I shake my head to clear it and slip into my pants. When I stroll out into the kitchen Heather looks the cat who swallowed the canary. She is stifling giggles as she asks. “Everything alright?”
“Never better.” I say. “Almost had to change twice though.”
“He he he!” She boops me. “Messy man.”
She turns to the table which was already set and laid out with our plates of fresh, steaming food and waits for me to pull out her chair, which I most gladly do. Once she was set I hurry around to take my seat across from her.
“Ooo!” I hoot and with a little hop as my butt touches hard wood. More gingerly I settle my weight down, pressing the plug deeper.
Heather watches with a smile then raises her glass. “To us.”
“To tonight.” I clink my goblet to hers and we drink.
Supper is a tense affair. Not emotionally tense, but sexually. We talk as we always do and the meal is as delicious as always but just beneath the flames of our shared lust threatened to burn us to cinders. Smoldering looks and illicit laughs punctuate our conversation. We both knew what this plug was inside of me for. We both wanted the same thing tonight. But neither of us wanted to put all of our hopes on it in case it couldn’t happen. But good God were we horny! Despite both of us having cum a short time ago I had no doubt that something else would be happening the moment the dishes were done.
Though the meal isn’t rushed neither do we linger. Soon the hunger our bellies was satiated then with incredible efficiency the table is cleared and the dishes done. As I dry the last of them Heather slips across to hug me from behind. Against my ass I feel her cock returned to its full glory. She kisses my shoulder. “It’s time, lover. I can’t wait any longer.”
“Thank God!” I laugh as I lean back into her. A week ago the thought of receiving anal would have had me running for the exit, especially with a cock like that. Yet here I was a week later desperate to have my cherry popped. I was still a little scared but my desire to get fucked completely overwhelmed any fear I had. What a difference a few days can have.
Heather kisses my cheek. “I’m just going to freshen up a little.”
“Okay, babe.” I say. “I’ll just be a couple minutes.”
“Mmm.” She pinches my butt. “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”
I am feeling on top of the world as I finish putting away the dishes. Closing my eyes I let out long breath and clench down as hard as I could on the plug that been stretching me for the better part of two hours. “Please.” I whisper. “Tonight. Let it be tonight.”
Opening my eyes again I look at my reflection in the window above the sink. Damn…I did look good! Amazing what the love of a good woman could do for a guy.
Just before heading into the room I stop to find my phone. I had one little thing, small but important, to do before bed.
“Elliot!” There is genuine joy in Mia’s sweet voice as she answers my call.
“Hey, Mia.” I say brightly. “How ya doin?”
“I’m doing great, Sir. Really great. I’ve had an amazing day! And…um….how about you?”
“Mia, I am bursting.”
She giggles.
“I was just about to turn in and I thought I’d check in on my Princess.”
“Ohhh. I’m okay. You didn’t have to.”
“Of course I did.”
I don’t know how but I could just tell she was smiling. “You’re going to bed early.”
“WE are going to bed early. Heather and I.”
“Ohhh!” She says, the tone of her voice telling me that she understood the significance of what I was saying by my tone. “That’s…wonderful!”
“Hey.” I say. “If you call tonight I might not be able to answer, okay?”
“I understand, Sir.”
“But if you do have any bad dreams, you know what to do?”
“Send that nasty old demon your way?”
“That’s right. Nobody fucks with my Princess.”
She laughs. “Okay.”
“Seriously, though. If you have another nightmare I want you to call in the morning, okay?”
“Okay.” She says softly.
“Promise?”
“Yes, Sir. I promise.”
“That’s my Princess.” I say warmly. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“I’ll be there.”
“Awesome. Now, I’m going to say good night but after I hang up I want you to blow me a kiss and send the picture.”
“He he he! Really?”
“And when you jerk off tonight, and I know you will, I want you to ruin the first one. And you will thank me for it when you get here tomorrow.”
“PFFT! REALLY!?”
“You heard me. This kind of sass is gonna earn you another spanking if you’re not careful.”
“HE HE HE HE! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!! I’ll be a good girl!”
“I know you will. Good night, Princess.”
“Good night, Sir.”
Mere seconds after ending the call my phone blings with an incoming text. There was Mia in her dorm room dressed in a college hoodie with her hair all bunched up in a topknot blowing me a kiss. It was cool to see her all casual and kicking back like that. I was starting to worry that she went to bed all buttoned up and prim as she was during the day. Even cooler was the sparkle of joy dancing in her big green eyes. I send back a kiss of my own. Setting down my phone I turn to the bedroom, shift my hips just to feel the plug twist, then walk boldly forward.
