"Oh, so now everything's MY fault!"

"I didn't say that. Belle, please. Just come back to bed and--"

“Good NIGHT, Matthew," she barked, eyes blazing. Without another word, she stomped over to my bedroom door, went through it, and slammed it behind her.

FUCK.

Dessert --

A stray beam of sunlight woke me up. The curtains had been shut, but there was a half-inch of space between them, and at this very time on this very date, the sun's rays came through at just the right angle to hit me right in the eyes.

The morning air was cold against my right cheek, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing myself against my Lover's back, my bare chest separated from her skin by only a thin layer of cotton.

As my senses came alive, the fingers of my right hand reflexively squeezed the Large breast I was currently palming beneath her nightie.

My left arm snaked beneath her pillow, with the hand dangling off the edge of the bed.

Breathing deeply, I Let my head roll forward to push my nose into her strawberry-blonde hair, smelling her sweet fragrance. Reflexively, I ground my morning wood into her panty-covered ass. My banana-bent prick automatically nestled into her buttcrack, but as I started hot-dogging her buns, I became quite consciously aware of the hard, unyielding bump that impeded my shafts movement.

It's a butt plug.

That information zapped my brain like a lightning bolt, and my eyes flew open. All of a sudden the events of Last night came rushing to the forefront of my memory, and I started to wonder exactly how Belle had managed to magically appear in my bed.

The last time I saw her, she'd bolted through my bedroom door and slammed it shut behind her. I'd fallen asleep alone in my bed, exhausted from the day's extensive sexual exertions, and expected to awaken similarly unaccompanied. Obviously, that did not turn out to be the case.

Part of me wanted to wake her up and demand an explanation for why she'd more or less picked a fight with me and then stormed out.

The greater part didn't really give a shit. Girls could mystify me at times, especially when it came to their emotions, and rather than (A) wake her up sooner than she wanted, or (B) say anything that would potentially upset her, I preferred to simply enjoy her familiar presence in my bed, continue fondling her bare breast, and enjoy the moment for as long as it lasted.

Besides, I still remembered “the plan". Last night, while dressed up as

Morrigan Aensland from Darkstalkers, bat wings and all, the sexy little vixen had told me she wanted to sleep all night with the big butt plug in her teeny Little asshole and then have me replace it with my cock in the morning.

And I really, really wanted to get into that ass.

Explanations could wait.

In the meantime, I had a scantily-clad teenage girl in my bed, and if experience in these anal matters had taught me anything, it was that the easiest way to loosen up a girl's tight rectum was to give her an amazing orgasm first. And... well... I wanted to see how far I could titillate her body before she woke up... just because.

I slid myself away from her, and with my chest no Longer supporting

Belle from behind, she automatically rolled a bit further onto her back so that she was about three-quarters of the way face-up. Pulling my right hand out from beneath her nightie, I pivoted my wrist and ever so slowly slid it beneath the waistband of her panties instead, moving lower until my middle finger found her cleft.

Belle inhaled but did not wake when that middle finger penetrated her nether lips. I didn't have to push very far to find moisture, and after coating my fingertip in her honey, I pulled back far enough to rub that moisture over her clit. She shivered just a little at the touch, but I had already stopped rubbing as I'd gone back to get more juice.

I repeated this motion twice more, and upon finding her hard little clit slick enough, I stayed there and gently maneuvered it like a pointer stick in the middle of a Laptop keyboard between the G, H, and

B keys. My baby Belle started breathing a little more deeply, her lips parting open ever so slightly, but still she did not wake.