Continued from my last story on 11th March 2026.

After he left, I didn’t waste any time in following Nigel’s instructions and immediately went to the bathroom to use the douche kit. Once clean, I spent the rest of the evening having some erotic fun with the butt plugs, dildo and some lube. I loved riding the dildo, which was 6” and a manageable girth. I spent several hours exploring the fun with it, until the small hours of the morning and it was time to sleep, when i inserted a buttplug and drifted off to sleep. On waking in the morning and see the dildo next to the bed, I remembered the pleasure I’d experienced the night before and set about spending another couple of hours playing with my new toys. I continued to douche and practice most days, eventually realising that I was keen for the real thing in my virgin hole.

I kept Nigel up to date with my progress and he seemed pleased with my efforts. We arranged another Friday night meeting at my house, when my housemates weren’t there. When the day approached, I dutifully douched in the hope that Nigel would take things further.

Nigel had told me to be completely naked when he arrived, with my arse lubed and a buttplug inserted. I was equally excited and apprehensive about the approaching meeting. I didn’t want to let Nigel down, so I was nervous about trying something new. Eventually, Nigel knocked on the door, which I opened and stepped back so neighbours couldn’t see my nudity. Nigel stepped in and I closed the door and felt his hand on my buttocks. I turned to face him and put my arms around his neck to start our first passionate kiss of the night. I told him that I’d been desperate to meet him and was looking forward to the evening. He smiled and guided me through to the sitting room. Once in there, he completely stripped, which made my cock harden. When he was naked, we embraced again, as I began to stroke his cock. I stared into his eyes and then fell to my knees to give him some oral attention. He was producing huge amounts of precum and I lapped it up, enjoying the taste and texture. When he’d had enough encouragement, he told me to stand. As I got to my feet, he put his arms around me and kissed me again, letting his soft hands slip down to my buttocks, with the fingers of one of them reaching round to probe my butt plug. He told me I was a ‘good slut’ for inserting it and getting myself ready for him, then said it was time to go to my bedroom. I wasted no time in heading for the stairs and he followed close behind with a small plastic bag that he’d taken from his jacket pocket.

Once in my room, I closed the door and he placed the bag on the bedside table, then told me to get the lube. I’d been using the dildo that much that I’d bought extra, so I handed him the new tube. He grabbed my cock and rubbed it against his then told me to get on all fours on the bed. I was feeling really nervous now, but up for the challenge. I assumed the requested position, then felt the butt plug be removed followed by the warm sensation of his breath on my anus before he probed it with his tongue. I was rock hard now and felt completely submissive as his tongue worked away at my hole, only to then feel it being prised open with one, then two fingers. I instinctively started to rock against his digits and felt his other hand reach round and stroke my solid cock. When he was satisfied I had been loosened, I felt lube on my tight hole and looked to see him lubing his cock. He looked at me and told me we wouldn’t use condoms as he knew I was a virgin and he only fucks his wife these days, so he felt sure we were both clean and disease free. I was shocked, but completely enthralled by him so I didn’t protest. He went on to tell me that he was going to seed me and claim me as his slut. I was really turned on by that idea.

He knelt behind me and told me to get ready, I braced myself as I felt the tip of his magnificent cock probe my well lubed hole. It was bliss knowing that I was going to feel his meat inside me with a climax of his cum marking his territory. He gently probed and eased in slightly. It wasn’t as painful as I anticipated it would be, so my practice must have paid off. He buried himself deep, which took my breath away, but I still began to push back to see if it would go deeper. He took that as a sign to commence proceedings and he started to thrust in and out of me, telling me I was his obedient slut. I didn’t object, I was enjoying my role. He pumped away, then abruptly pulled out telling me to get on my back as he told me he wanted to see my face as he bred me. I lay down and opened my legs after putting a pillow under my hips, then felt him slowly slide in and begin his attack. He occasionally leant forwards to kiss with tongues, and was looking into my eyes. He eventually groaned, called me his slut and gushed his seed into my virgin arse to claim my cherry and mark me as his property. It felt wonderful as his cum spurted into me. I loved the warm sensation. When he’d finished he pulled out and told me to clean his cock. That was the first time I’d feast on cock after it had been in my tight arse, but it was a taste I’d get used to and enjoy.

He lay next to me and told me to put my plug in to stop his sperm from escaping. We talked about what had just happened and I said I wanted lots more of it. He smiled and told me there would be loads more of it. I rested my head on his chest and stroked his limp cock, which eventually started to become firm again. At this point he handed me his bag on the bedside table and told me to put them on. I looked inside to find a pair of black, sheer hold up stockings. He told me he’d pinched them from his wife’s underwear drawer, as she seldom used them, so I would have to wear them now that I’d been marked as his personal slut.

Again, I did as I was told and slipped them on, then got on the bed and lay next to Nigel. He stroked my nylon covered legs and told me I was a good sissy, then kissed me with even more passion. I stroked his ever hardening cock and enjoyed the kissing, as I was being swept along on an erotic cloud with this attentive married man. He ended the kiss and told me to go and get his phone from downstairs. I walked out of the room in just the stockings and when I returned I passed him his phone. He told me to stay where I was as he took photos of me standing up, then on all fours and on my back, telling me he would use those photos for his ‘wank bank’ in between our meetings.

We started kissing and stroking each other and, before long, I was on my back, butt plug removed, pillow under my hips and Nigel’s reenergised solid member forcing its way into my tender anus, as my stocking covered legs rested on his shoulders. Using his earlier cum as lubricant, he mindlessly fucked me, really shoving himself forcefully and deep, before I felt him let himself go and ejaculate his sperm inside me. I loved the feeling of being wanted and being marked by his seed. He softened slightly, then crawled up the bed for me to lick and suck his cock clean and passed me the plug to reinsert. We settled down again, chatting and stroking each other and before long, he remarked that it was almost 11pm and he’d have to get home. I did what any slut would do and gave him a departing blow job, swallowing his cum and smiling contently. As he went to get dressed, I stroked my hard cock for a minute, then joined him downstairs. Reaching in his jacket pocket, Nigel pulled out a pick satin thong and threw it at me, telling me to wear it with my stockings next time we met. He also told me to buy more stockings in different colours. I agreed and told him I’d do whatever he wished.

We kissed and he left and I returned upstairs to relieve my raging hard on, cumming on my stockings smearing it into the fabric. I drifted off into a blissful sleep, waking the next morning feeling fulfilled by the events of the previous evening, knowing I had been well and truly bred by my lover Nigel

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