"Do you know what these are, Xavier?" the Lady asked.

He stared at the box as she opened it; it was like a jewellery box with a dark midnight blue coloured velvet bed with carved out niches into which four separate items were embedded. Two of them, one golden and the other a shiny steel, were about 13 centimetres long while the other two were made of glass and were a little smaller. They all had a thin rounded tip that broadened to a width of six or seven centimetres in the middle and then rounded inwards like the bottom of a wine glass before flaring out into a flange not unlike the base of a goblet. All four objects gleamed as sparkles caught his eye when the light reflected off, or refracted through, them.

Xavier knew what a butt plug was; he had seen pictures on the internet and had even watched an anal porn film where they were used, but he had never seen one in real life before. He looked up at Lady Gayatri's face and nodded his head affirmatively, feeling sheepish and not able to get any words out of his mouth.

"Pick one," she said.

He took his feet off the bed where they were resting and leaned forward to get a closer look at the velvet lined container before deftly extracting the shiny stainless steel looking one. He noticed that the tail of the anal plug was decorated with a studded bluish-green emerald-like precious stone that glimmered in the light. It weighed about 70 grams as he cupped it in the palm of his hand, watching the lady turn back to replace the leather box back into the bedside table drawer. She seemed to be fumbling around inside the bureau, searching for something else; he stared at her perfect bum again, his mind too numb to figure out where he was heading that evening.

He saw her wriggle closer to the far corner of the bed, his eyes riveted on her buttocks and the section where her thighs parted slightly to reveal the swollen pillowy flesh of her outer labia once again, but this time from behind. When the lady finished whatever she was doing with her hands in the furniture drawer, she turned around and sat up in bed. Xavier noticed that she had something in both hands as she sidled along the bedsheet and took her place leaning against the plush pile of pillows behind her.

With her back upright against the heap of down, she bent her knees and pulled her legs up while placing one of the items on the table to her right. Xavier looked at it and saw what looked like a large seven- or eight-inch long syringe but without a needle. It was, in fact, a lubricant applicator with the plunger pulled back and the opaque light-blue coloured cylinder filled with anal lube. He stared, fascinated, first at the lube shooter and then at the lady who had a bottle in her hands and was pouring fluid from it over her fingers. When she twisted herself to place the bottle on the table, he quickly observed a black label on it that said "pjur Light concentrated silicone personal lubricant." He watched, still mesmerised by her actions, as Lady G took her right hand from the side and under her thigh till her fingers touched her anus. She spread the viscous silicone gel around the entrance to her rectum and slid the tip of a finger inside the rim as well.

She wiped her fingers along the back of her thighs and then looked up at Xavier as she turned to pick up the applicator from the bedside table. He had his mouth open slightly, one hand gently fondling and stroking his rigid cock as he stared unabashedly at her. She took the lube shooter under her right thigh again and found her anus with the smooth rounded tip of the cylinder. Pushing it in very gently till she had about two inches of it inside her rectum, the lady paused for a few seconds before pushing the plunger in a steady slow motion with her thumb till half the contents were deposited in her anal orifice. She then extracted the applicator and placed it on the table, simultaneously turning her body around and getting on her knees.

"Put that inside, now, Xavier," she said in a throaty voice as she upended her rump and rested her head on the jumble of soft pillows.

Xavier suddenly realised that he was still holding the gleaming stainless steel sex toy in one hand and felt the weight of it in his palm as he slowly, obediently, got off the chair and climbed on to the bed. He crawled the couple of feet across the bed, the folds of his bathrobe falling apart as he placed his hands on Lady G's rump and looked at the puckered entrance to her arsehole. The lubricant rimming the entrance and the droplets he could see beyond gleamed as he brought the butt plug tentatively to the sphincter. He touched the cool rounded tip against some of the gel, spreading it over the glossy frictionless surface before beginning to push it gently, ever so gently, into her.

He was very conscious of the width of the toy and wondered how it would be possible to shove the entire plug into what looked like such a tiny orifice. He felt the lady resist as he slowly pushed and the wider section of the anal insertion approached the point of entry. He paused, not knowing whether he was causing her any pain because he could not see the expression on her face which was almost buried in the pillows. He placed his free hand on her buttocks and caressed the smooth roundness in a strangely warm-hearted caring gesture before continuing to apply pressure on the jewelled flange. He kept stroking her arse gently and, after a few seconds, actually felt her gluteal muscles relax when she managed to loosen up her inner sphincter.

Lady Gayatri felt the initial chill of lube and stainless steel enter her slowly and her instinctive reaction was a contraction of her rectal muscles. But the familiar sensations soon overtook her and she gave herself to the sensuous wanton feeling of this penetration. When Xavier touched her naked arse, she brought one hand from under her pillows to her breasts and pulled at a nipple, twisting the hard protrusion lightly as the butt plug began to fill her up. She had used these toys before but never inserted by another man, although she had had vaginal sex with a vibrating plug in her arsehole once. But this experience with a strapping young hunk of primal masculinity, and the confusing emotions that ran through her, was as carnal as anything she could have hoped for.

When Xavier had pushed the entire mass of shiny metal into her, with just the wide radius of the bejewelled base visible from outside, Lady Gayatri took a moment to enjoy the excitement and smutty wantonness of the dilation in her rectum. Once she got accustomed to the comfortable feeling of fullness in her bowels, she drew up her knees and turned around to rest her back against the pillows and her head low on the headrest of the bed.

She looked at Xavier kneeling on the bed to her side and saw his erect phallus with the violent red tip of the glans pointed towards her. She stretched out one arm and said, "Come to me, Xavier," as he timidly placed his hand in her palm. His torso towered over her body as he dragged his knees along the bed till he was next to her chest. She reached for the belt around his bathrobe and undid it, pushing the flaps aside as he shrugged off the garment from his shoulders and let it slide down to the bed. She took his hand again and placed it over one of her breasts and then reached out for his cock, wrapping her fingers and making a fist around the palpating thickness.

Xavier had come a long away from his days of innocent celibacy; Bai-Ma had taught him much about sex and making love even before he lost his virginity to her, but he was not prepared for any of the events that had unfolded since he came to the Lady's mansion that evening. His hormones were raging; his body was like a boiling cauldron of sexually charged energy and when the Lady took his throbbing shaft in her hand, he feared that he may explode and spew out voluminous loads of his thick hot semen all over her. He tried to empty his mind of all thought and focus only on his pelvic floor muscles to prevent ejaculation, like he had learnt from his Kegel exercises. But the sight of Lady Gayatri's voluptuous body next to him, the feel of her perfectly shaped and well-endowed bosom under his hand, the back-and-forth stroke of her grip on his cock, were all conspiring against him.

But, like Rati the all-knowing Hindu goddess of love, carnal desire, lust, passion and sexual pleasure, Lady G once again sensed Xavier's impending explosion so she stopped stroking his penis and stilled all movement of her hands for a second. She then gripped the corona of his cock head where the glans meets the shaft and squeezed gently but firmly till she deemed his looming climax to have retreated for the moment. She held up the weight of his meaty phallus by keeping the length of her palm on the underside of his erection, letting her fingernails scrape lightly against the taut skin of his scrotum. She could hear his heavy breathing as he pulled back from the precipice, his ramrod rigidity losing some, only a little, of its rigour.

She cupped his testicles and tenderly caressed them as she slipped down the bed, bringing her head lower to the edge of her pillows and twisting a little to the side. She used one hand to place over Xavier's and moved it away from her breasts, along her stomach and down between her thighs. She took his fingers in her palm and guided them to her cunt, rubbing over the viscid folds of her sodden pussy lips. Despite his virile strength, Xavier's touch was gentle and loving as he took control of his own hand.

His fingers parted the folds of the Lady's inner labia and furrowed through the petals, gliding smoothly across the muculent viscosity from the lower end near her perineum, up along the length of her vulva vestibule. He looked at her clitoris at the top of her slit as the tip of his index finger touched the smooth hard protruding surface; fully engorged, it had taken on a dark pink colour that glistened through the dew. Her juices seeped out in a seemingly unending flow, invisible but effectively drenching the gateway to her innermost sanctum. He pressed over the clitoral hood and felt the stiffness of the concealed erectile tissue as the lady moaned; her eyes were shut and her hands were tugging at her long protruding nipples.

As Xavier continued to excite her pudendum, Lady Gayatri was losing herself in the depths of a deep dark erotic chasm, her mind drifting in a starry vacuum as the nerve endings in her body sparked with every slight movement of his fingers.

"Ahhhhh! Xavier," she whispered in a guttural undertone, waving her right hand in search of his phallus. "Ohhhh!" she gasped, her palm finding his thick rod hovering somewhere above her chest. She slithered further down the bed, turning more to her side while she yanked his cock towards her face.

Xavier, still on his knees, lowered his haunches so that his cock came closer to her face as his fingers continued to navigate along the length of her smooth dripping gash. Bending her left knee, she parted her thighs as wide apart as she could in that position of repose as he pushed a finger into her vagina. He shoved it in deep as it slid through the slick walls of her hole, bent his fingers and rubbed along the anterior vaginal wall in search of the Lady's G-spot. When he located the slightly raised and bumpy surface inside, he pressed against it while using his thumb to buss her clitoris.

"Ahhhhh!" Lady Gayatri groaned loudly, her thighs now clamped against Xavier's probing hand as she writhed under his hedonistic intrusion. She tried to hold back the sounds but her moans only grew louder as she thrashed on the bed, wanting to reach for his penis but unable to do so because of the uncontrollable ecstasy her body was experiencing. Xavier, excited by the Lady's lustful abandon, was being urged by a subliminal force inside him to take control of her; for the first time, he felt that he had a power that could subdue the docility he always felt in her presence.

"Oh God! Xavier, Xavier.... mmmmmh!" she mumbled, her hand suddenly gripping his wrist but not wrenching it away from her cunt; she wrapped her vise-like fingers in a tight handgrip and held his hand steady as she thrashed against it. In a rapid-fire sequence of thrusts, her hips spasmed while Xavier's fingers continued to thrill her insides and the swollen nub of her clit. The butt plug in her anus had constricted her vaginal wall from the posterior and the multiple sensations in her rectum, her vagina, and her clitoris led to the most overwhelming orgasm she had experienced in a long time, possibly ever.

Xavier stared at Lady G's face; she looked almost possessed with her eyes scrunched shut, her mouth open, a slight sheen of perspiration across her brow, the corded vein on her neck as her head was thrown backwards into the heap of pillows. In those final moments of her climax, the look on her face was like a cry for help as she gripped his hand and clamped her thighs around his wrist. He had a strange desire to bend down and bring his face against her, to kiss her gently while she was in the throes of her orgasm, but he stayed kneeling next to her, mesmerised by what he saw. Beautiful agony.

After a long, cascading orgasm, during which Lady Gayatri continued to have strong rhythmic pelvic contractions till she finally juddered to a stop almost a minute later. Her body seemed to collapse, fold into itself like a puppet when its strings are cut, as she fell back on to the pillows. Xavier slipped his hand out of her and saw that his fingers and palm were dripping and sodden; he brought it up to his mouth and sucked the nectar from the tips of his fingers, feeling as though he was drinking from the fountain of a goddess. Raw emotions, pleasant and deep, had overtaken him the moment he had brought his Lady to a climax. He took his moistened hand to his rigid cock and wrapped his drenched palm around it, stroking and lubricating the huge phallus with her vaginal secretions as he looked at the woman's face.

He was staring at her breasts, the nipples having subsided somewhat but still prominent in the centre of the dark areolas; her bosom rose and fell as her quick breathing gradually subsided. He wasn't aware of how long he was gazing at the voluptuous body but he was startled when she suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at him. She turned lazily and stretched out her arm till she could fold it around his waist; then with a suggestive pressure of her palm on his back, she pulled him closer to her.

Xavier was in an awkward position, still on his haunches, and to prevent his torso from falling on her chest he leaned sideways so that his chest rested on the pillows and his head on the headrest of the bed. He stretched his legs down the length of the bed and lay on his side, facing the lady although she had sidled down so that her face was in front of his groin.

He bent his neck down and saw the top of her head just as she took hold of his penis in her left hand and caressed it; a soft mewling sound resonated from her throat, followed by the tonal fluttering of a purr. Xavier's cock was like a flagpole at a 45-degree angle, standing rigid and proud as she raised her head and rubbed a cheek along the length of his staff. He placed one hand on her back and let his fingers play along the rear of her neck where the short hairs were like soft wisps of dandelion flowers. He felt her fingers trace imaginary lines along the length of his cock at the same time as her warm breath enfolded it like a cloud. He reached across her back with his fingers, along her spine, lightly as though a drop of water was trickling along the curvature. He reached her buttocks and splayed his hand across them, remembering she still had the anal plug in her rectum.

Lady Gayatri had Xavier's cock in her palm, her fingers wrapped around its heavy girth as she stroked it. Her lips were a few centimetres away from the scarlet tip as her eyes took in the maleness of the full-blooded enormity in her hand. She parted her lips, snuck out the tip of her tongue and licked the pearly pre-cum that had oozed out of the tiny opening. She then pushed her mouth forward and took in the fiery glans, her tongue running around the ridge of its corona; her hand continued tugging at the steely rod.

"Ahhh! Ma... Ma'am!" Xavier sighed as he brought his hand up from the base of her spine and her buttocks to the top of her head. The sudden warm wetness of her mouth around his penis sent shivers along the entire length of his body and his muscles tensed in reaction to the pulsing ripples that emanated from his groin. He manoeuvred his body so that his phallus was angled in a way that Lady G could take him into her mouth with ease; the fingers of his hand were now entangled in her hair although he applied no pressure to the back of her head despite a strong urge to do so.

She bobbed her head, taking an incremental amount of his shaft into her mouth with each back and forth move till she had about five inches of his cock past her lips. Xavier had inadvertently begun to apply a little pressure with his hand on her head, urging her to swallow more of his erection but he was careful not to force the Lady beyond her level of comfort. However, he was losing cognitive control over his body as his arousal and desire skyrocketed, his natural instincts coming into play.

Xavier, feeling his throbbing penis embedded half way into Lady G's mouth, was unable to control himself when he pushed himself off the pillows and raised his torso off the bed. In one smooth motion, with his cock still between her lips, he lifted his right leg and straddled her chest, his buttocks over her breasts. She still had his manhood in her hand, gripping the base of his shaft as she turned to lie on her back. Xavier grabbed a couple of down pillows from the heap with his right hand, lifted her head gently with his left and slipped them underneath. That action forced his penis deeper into her mouth, almost to the hilt, before he straightened up and cradled her face between his palms.

Her hair was only a little mussed as his fingers drove over the sides of her head, palms still gripping her as he began to thrust his hips forward and back in tandem with the tugging pulls of her fist. The lady's lips were drawn tight across the six- or seven-centimetre girth of his penis as it went in and out of her mouth while she gripped the base in a tight circular ring. He took his right hand away from her hair and reached behind him, searching for her vulva. His fingers touched the moist pussy lips and he began to stroke along her clunge, dipping into her cunt as far as he could.

Xavier's hard-on was turgid and pulsating as the warmth of Lady Gayatri's mouth enfolded almost its entire length. She had relaxed her muscles and brought her pharyngeal reflex under control so that she didn't gag every time his thrusts resulted in the tip of his cock touching the back of her throat. She took her hands away from his genitalia and placed them behind him, her fingers digging into his buttocks as she pulled him towards herself. She was also moving her head, synchronising the bobbing motion with the steady but small jabs of his cock into her mouth.

After a few minutes, Xavier was once again trying to distract himself by concentrating his thoughts on his fingers playing in the Lady's cunt. He focussed on her clitoris, now hard and protruding from within its hood as he pressed the pad of a finger over it, hoping to take her to yet another orgiastic climax. But she was tugging rhythmically and fast at his colossally thick organ, wrenching him into her mouth as she sucked hard on the steely rod. Xavier groaned loudly as he removed his hand from her pubic region and placed his hands on top of the bed's headrest, leaning into her. He started ramming her mouth with his engorged cock, face-fucking her with little control over the piston-like movement of his hips.

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