1. Anal Exercises


    Date: 4/18/2017, Categories: Anal, Taboo, Author: _Nascosto_, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    for an orgasm, and Dad had no idea! I was already feeling close to it when Dad started kind of bumping into the base of the plug thing with his hips, which jammed it into me. He said it would help if it moved a bit inside me, but he needed both hands form my waist relaxing, so he had to sort of bump it with his pelvis. Every time it bumped, I sort of grunted, but not 'cause it hurt - I loved it! Luckily he started doing it in a rhythm, making the plug kind of push in, then letting it back out, so I was able to time my butt squeezing and my pussy fingering with the movement of the plug inside me and I had the most wonderful explosion of yummy feelings throughout my lower body! I know I gasped or groaned out loud, I was so shaken by the feeling. I thought I might be busted, but Dad wasn't paying attention I think, 'cause he didn't even ask me if I was alright. He did move away from me pretty soon after I had my orgasm, though, and I heard him take a seat on the weight bench and he was breathing hard and making some funny noises for a minute or two before he told me I was done. Wow, just in time! If he'd said I was done a few minutes before, I never would have had that wonderful orgasm feeling! I had never felt anything near as good as it felt when I reached &#034tingliness&#034 with the plug moving around inside me! -o0o- After that, we did just about the same thing every day, and I was able to play with myself every time while still getting my exercises done. For some reason, ...
    the exercise itself made playing with my pussy more fun than it was alone in my bed, and I always reached that tingly thing, my orgasm. I know - and I even knew back then - that it's the pussy that's made for sex with a man, once you're grown up. I was pretty sure the orgasm thing was supposed to happen with sex, like with your husband. I know it sounds weird, though, but when we did that exercise, it was like the exercise was like sex for me, even though that's crazy, 'cause it was my butt, and a piece of exercise equipment, not my pussy and my husband's thing. The other weird thing was that when I'd reach that orgasm, I was always thinking of my Dad, not my fantasy future husband or even any of the cute boys at school. So it wasn't much like sex at all, but I still got the orgasm. Crazy, I know! Dad never caught on, thank God, so he didn't put an end to the workouts. In fact, within two weeks he told me I was ready for the final and most important piece of exercise equipment, what he called the &#034adult rod.&#034 That sounded right - I knew I was ready for grown-up exercise, and the grown-up rear end it would give me! After loosening me up with the finger, and then using rods one, two, three, and four, Dad completely skipped the plug device and pushed the new tool in. It had an odd shape, kind of wide at first and a little skinner further along, then suddenly thinner like an inch from the tip, then it slowly got wide again, along its length. Unlike the plug it didn't get ...
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