shaped like a heart, it was a sight to behold, and as I soaped up my aching cock, I thought about what it might be like to fuck it. My imagination went into overdrive as I began to stroke myself. She was bent over my desk, her legs spread. I shoved up her dress, pulled down her panties, and then spread her exquisite plump cheeks. Before my eyes was the most exquisite donut hole I’d ever seen. All pink and puckered. All she needed was a little glaze.
“What are you doing, Owen?” she asked in her sweet little voice.
“Something I’ve never done to any woman but you, my princess.” It was true. I was a virgin when it came to butt fucking. Before Olive, no one’s ass had ever captivated me to the point of wanting to devour it with my cock. Olive was different. I wanted to fuck her every which way I could. Own every part of her.
“Relax, princess,” I said as I released the button of my slacks and unzipped my fly. In one swoop, I slid down my boxer briefs and pants to my ankles, freeing my already erect cock. A bead of pre-cum dotted the crown like a sprinkle, but my princess was going to need more than this to make my cock feel good inside her back entrance. I searched my desk for something to use. I found it immediately.
Donut flavored lubricant. I kid you not. We had a grab bag at our Christmas party last year and everyone was asked to contribute an anonymous gag gift. This is the one I picked. I’m sure it was from Clint. It had sat on my desk for almost six months and now was the time to try it out. All natural and sugar-free, it had actually gotten five-star reviews on Amazon. Let’s see if it really delivered.
I screwed off the cap, and instantly, a delicious aroma wafted to my nose. Jesus. This stuff really did smell like one of our donuts fresh from the fryer. Optimistic, I squirted some on the tip of my middle finger—I liked the consistency, not too watery or thick—and then put the finger to my mouth. I took a lick. Wow. It was fucking delicious! It tasted just like our secret formula glaze. My enterprising mind was working a mile a minute…maybe we should buy out this product and rebrand it as Donut King Lubricant for the biggest, sweetest orgasms you’ll ever have.
“Owen, what smells so good?” asked my sweet Olive, bringing me back to the business at hand.
“You, baby.” I kissed the nape of her neck and then squirted a generous amount of the yummy lube on my cock, making sure my entire shaft was nicely coated.
“Baby, I really need you to relax and trust me.”
“Oh, Owen, I trust with all my heart.”
“Good. This is going to feel uncomfortable at first, but I think you’ll get used to it quickly.”
Without dicking around, I put my well-lubricated cock to her entrance. Her own sweet little donut hole. She jolted a bit. So far, so good.
“Hold on, princess,” I told her as I spread her cheeks as wide as I could. My eager cock twitched in anticipation.
Inhaling, I penetrated her. Sweet Jesus. Her warm pucker felt so fucking good, hugging my wide crown like a suction cup.
She squeaked out a little “oh” as she jolted again.
“You ready?”
She nodded twice, her hands clutching the edge of the desk, her lustrous hair dusting the surface. Fuck. I wish I could see her face.
Steadying her by her hips, I slowly plunged my rigid length into her searing hole inch by hungry inch, and as I felt myself stretch her, she winced.
Concern filled me as I pushed in further. “You okay, princess?”
“Yes,” she breathed out, nodding as she did.
“Does it hurt?”
“No. I-I just feel so full.”
And I felt like I was baking in one of those Easy Bake Ovens. My cock was swelling like a loaf of bread. I can’t begin to tell you how good she felt. Plundering her pussy had been a mind-blowing experience, but this was something else because she was so damn hot and tight. And it was a brand new experience for me. I felt like a conqueror exploring a new land. The King’s empire was expanding one fuck at a time. And I wouldn’t be satisfied until I claimed every ounce of her.
Thanks to the donut-scented lube, I glided smoothly back down her chasm, feeling her muscles relax as