They continued their kiss, savouring each other's taste, as they gently worked two fingers inside of each other. Monique squeezed down on his hand with her inner muscles, and giggled inwardly as she felt him do the same. She could feel herself already worked back up from her recent orgasm.

"My God I love your arse", she murmured, reaching above their heads to where she knew the Share dildo lay. He didn't need to be told, and giving her one final kiss, he turned away from her, bringing his knees up, wiggling back against her. Monique reached down between her legs, fitting the pony stub of the dildo inside where his fingers had been only seconds before.

"Spread your arsehole for me pet" she whispered,

He reached back, taking his buttock in his hand and pulling it upward, spreading himself open. She shifted forwards with her hips, finding his hole with the tip of the dildo. Wrapping her arms around him, she pushed gently forwards, and he responded by pressing back against her. He gasped as the thick shaft forced its way past his tight muscles, sliding in to his bowel. She stopped only when she felt the firm globes of his bottom pressing hard against her thighs and belly, the shaft entirely inside him. Kissing the back of his neck tenderly, her hand tracing down his chest to take his sac in her hand, Monique began to rock her hips, expertly opening him up, pleased when the boy began to move with her. She gave his testicles a squeeze, feeling them full and ready to be emptied,

"Masturbate your pretty cock for me beautiful" she purred.

The calm afternoon air perforated only by the sounds of bird-song, and the moans of both Mistress and boy, Monique sighed with pleasure as she moved gently inside him. Paradise.

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They made love for hours each day, punctuated with lazy swims in the pool, or romantic walks through the forest. Monique introduced the young boy to all the pleasures of the flesh, and the advantages that their relationship would bring. Not for them the post-orgasmic collapse, spent. As one of them, rigid shaft tightly enveloped in the other's hot body, came, they simply reversed roles. In every position and in every orifice did Monique and her pet make love. Sometimes hard, sometimes slow, passionate, loving, deep. She taught him all her erogenous zones, and his own, educating him to be the sexual being he was born to be.

One evening, she awoke from a post-coital nap, refreshed, and filled with desire for her boy. They had earlier made love, wrapped in each other's arms, his thick cock thrusting with urgency in and out of her welcoming cunt, her soft furry lips perfectly framing his shaft. He had massaged her clit in time to his thrusts, and as they came together, he had cried out his love for her. Together, they had drifted off to sleep, but now, the bed beside was empty, though still warm.

The door to the veranda was open, and she could see the boy against the railing, standing silently, taking in the splendour of their surroundings, basking in the sun. Monique slipped from the sheets to join him, but paused. A wicked idea formed in her mind and she padded silently over to the dresser where the three Share dildos lay in a line. The smallest had long since been abandoned, but the thickest had yet to be used. It's shaft with a greater circumference than its smaller siblings, it was also ribbed along its length, each designed to force the anus of its receiver wider with each thrust. She picked it up in her hands, running them up and down its length, feeling its girth, its texture. Parting her legs, she brought it up between her thighs, and the the pony stub slipped all too easily in to her cunt. She ran a finger along the edge of her labia, noticing that she was already soaking wet, a drop of her moisture running down her thigh.

She quickly lubed the shaft that pointed up away from her vulva, and tip-toed to the door, spotting her quarry instantly. The boy had not moved, and was standing still, his eyes closed, the sun caressing his face. He did not know she was there until Monique placed her hands upon his hips, and breathed a kiss upon the back of his neck.

She pushed him gently forwards, encouraging him to bend over the veranda railing with one hand, bringing the lubricated shaft of the Share up between his buttocks with the other. With a firm push of her lips, the head slipped easily in to his well used rectum, the tight sphincter stretching out around her shaft. Monique gazed over her boy's back to the valley spread out below them, then glanced down to his anus spread out below her.

"Such a beautiful view" she purred.

She ran her hands down from his hips, over the firm globes of his buttocks, caressing the soft skin. Gently she parted him with her hands, allowing her better access, and stretching his entrance open. Moving her hips forward, she teased the Share in to him until the first ridge pressed against his anus.

She felt him tense, suddenly aware of what is must be that nestled between his buttocks. Monique responded by giving his bottom a gentle squeeze, and whispering lustily,

"Yes, darling, you know what this is don't you? Oh sweetness, it's going to stretch you wider than you've ever known baby. Your whole world is going to become your peachy little bottom. If you think I've been filling your tight boy-pussy up before, you'll know different when this is inside you. And because you're a good boy, you're going to take it all, every inch, inside your sweet little cunt. You're going to make mummy happy, give her orgasm after orgasm with your greedy hot arse, then you're going to beg me for more."

Placing her hands on back his hips, she encouraged him to rock against her, meeting each of her thrusts, eliciting deep groans from the boy as she opened up his bottom. As each ridge passed in to him, forcing his anus wider, he moaned loudly, then the same again she she slid back out. Patiently, she worked more inside him, until at last with each thrust every inch of the Share dildo was sliding between his firm young buttocks and in to him. Each thrust of her hips pressed her boy's prostate, causing him to give a deep moan. Reaching beneath him, she found him hard, and his thick length pulsed in her hand as she gripped him. Monique began to masturbate her pet in perfect sync with her own thrusts in to him. With the duel stimulation of her hand around his shaft, and the Share filling his rectum, it was only minutes before the boy began to pant with the approach of orgasm. Leaning forward, her weight on his back, Monique lowered her lips to whisper in his ear,

"Call me mummy."

Returning to her full height, Monique began to fuck his young behind furiously, continuing to wank his thick cock in time with her deep thrusts. Almost immediately she felt him spasm in her hand, saw the stretched ring of his anus tighten around her shaft, as he cried out with abandon,

"Oh mummy, oh mummy! Oh God mummy, fuck your boy, fuck your good little boy!"

She purred with pleasure, and her own orgasm rippled through her. Thrusting forward one last time she buried the dildo deep inside his arse, rocking her hips as the ridged shaft sent waves of climatic pleasure through her clit.

"Oh yes my baby boy, oh you've made mummy so happy. Mummy loves to cum in your pretty little boy cunt my darling."

She held him tight until they had both regained their breath, before stepping back, watching as the glistening shaft slowly slid out of his bottom, leaving his anus open, as if his body was in its natural state only when filled by her. Which it would be under her she reflected. As if agreeing with her thoughts, her boy gave a soft whimper as he felt himself become empty. Squatting, Monique leaned forward, parting his buttocks with her hands and planting a tender kiss upon his hole.

"Don't worry my pet, we'll soon have you filled back up. We can't have mummy's favourite boy-pussy going hungry can we?" she giggled.

"No mummy," the boy gasped, as her tongue shot out and probed at his rear, his usually sensitive behind even more so after such a thorough fucking. He collapsed his weight on to his shoulders, resting on the railing as his Mistress masterfully rimmed him, her tongue alternating between teasing his rim and perineum, and probing in to his still open anus. He could feel himself becoming hard again already, only minutes after his own powerful orgasm.

Abruptly, he felt her hot mouth disappear, to be replaced by the feel of the cool evening air on his backside. Turning a little unsteadily, he saw his Mistress had lain back on the floor of the veranda, propping herself up on her elbows. Between her legs, the shaft of the Share dildo pointed straight up in to the night sky, glistening an invitation.

Monique nodded down her body towards the strap-on, her desire explicit. Her boy stepped towards her, his own cock pointing out ahead of him, and stood with his legs either side of her. Squatting, he lowered himself until the tip of the Share pressed against his anus, before sinking slowly down on to it, the head easily slipping past his relaxed and lubricated sphincter.

As he began to slowly move up and down on her, Monique watched with delight, her gaze fixed on his anus. The tight muscle stretching out over each ridge, as if reluctant to let go.

"Harder darling, ride me faster, I want you to feel this for days to come," she urged him. "Good boy, use the entire length, don't waste an inch. Masturbate your beautiful cock as you ride me."

Back arched, head thrown back, the boy furiously pumped at his cock, breathless, his anus on fire as it stretched beyond anything it had experienced, the dildo penetrating deeper in to his rectum than anything ever had. As he approached orgasm, he knew he could not go back to life without this woman, his Mistress, and as he felt her hand cup and squeeze his scrotum as his body spasmed, claiming him, he knew without doubt that he was hers. Body, and soul.