Backdoor Bidness

This man bought me a fucking enema.

My man and I, had been going strong for 4 months . We met at the start of summer break;  approximately the first week of June. I work as a teacher, so it was a break for both me and my students. He was on a break as well, he was in between contracts during that time. Not gonna lie we listen we do not judge. Hear me out, I'm teach 8th grade, I'm stressed most days and I'm in constant need of relief. In the first few weeks, we fucked every day, sometimes twice a day. I'd use his body as a way to release pinned up energy. I'm assuming he was doing the same just by the type of sex we had. The sex was long, rough, and hard. It was giving very much sexual punching bag for us both. We didn't burn ourselves out though, the constant fucking only lasted the first two weeks. After that, we reduced our sexual encounters; we still saw each other a few times a week, but we spent more time talking then hunching;  getting to know each other's personality, backgrounds likes and dislikes occupation etc.

Toward the end of the summer we both went back to work full time. We agreed to maintain seeing each other despite our busy schedules. Thursdays was our day but today was Tuesday. He shot me a text that read "come outside" I put on my robe and my flip flops and went outside to his car. He was standing by the car with his arms wide open smiling ear to ear. He came with gifts; This wasn't the first time he'd brought me a gift with flowers. Over the summer he'd purchased me lingerie and sex toys like the "Rose" he likes for me to model bras and panties and take videos of me masturbating to send to him. He gifted me things from panties with the hole in them, lace teddies , & G-strings one time he got me handcuffs and blindfolds. I was curious to see what was in the long black box, with a gold bow on it. There was a card attached the card read this is for you during our Thursday night escapades. I tear the bow off, as I go to open the box and he stops me and says “please open this inside we will talk Thursday about it”. "But why?" he put his hand over my mouth and said "shh just trust me this once". "Okay" I said. I took the gift box and bouquet and practically ran in the house. In the box were two items; an enema and a metal heart shaped butt plug. I WAS SHOOK.

The fuck does he expect do do with these!!?!?!?!. I had a wide range of emotion that day. I was offended mostly because my man possessed 8 long inches of dick . I was in no way eager to do anal with this man. I wasn't looking forward to Thursday AT ALL. In the box was another note. Thursday morning, I want you to use the enema and wear the butt plug till I get there. He go tear me a new asshole Thursday ain't he? 

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