a punana; carrots

As Sir David instructed, a punana obediently bought a bag of baby carrots from the supermarket at the weekend.

Now, at just before 6 p.m. on Monday, opened the bag, closed its eyes and randomly picked out one of the carrots. a punana was in the kitchen preparing the evening meal for when H would get home from work in about 15 minutes time, it was dressed in a short skirt and T-shirt.

Bending slightly, it reached behind, one hand raising its skirt and pulling aside the narrow strip of material that was the back of its thong. The other hand located the target of a punana’s ass-hole and easily pushed the carrot fully in.

a punana remembered how, at one time, even such a small invader would have been uncomfortable; painful even. But now, after months of training by The Circle, its ass was stretched and ready and eager for H’s cock so this small carrot slipped in with no problem.

Re-arranging its clothing, a punana washed its hands and continued to prepare the food. It was not at all unpleasant having the carrot in its ass; in fact, the feeling was good but it kept a punana constantly aroused and H said several time as W/we ate and later watched television that a punana appeared distracted.

Well yes, a punana was distracted.

Finally, at 9, a punana excused itself, went to the bathroom and pushed the carrot out.

Later, in bed, a punana suggested that H might want to fuck it in the ass but He preferred a blow-job. At least He didn’t want a cuntfuck – that would have meant that a punana couldn’t come. As it was, a punana slid down the bed and gave oral worship to H’s lovely cock while rubbing itself; it came seconds before receiving the gift of H’s delicious spunk. As always now, a punana finished by kissing H’s cock and thanking Him for the gift of His cum.

On Tuesday, H went out with some of His friends and a punana used the time to mark some school work but a punana found it very difficult to concentrate; it needed an ass-fuck, and a punana never believed that would ever happen, it used to hate anal but right then an ass-fucking was all it wanted.

But a punana knows that when H goes out with His friends all He wants when He gets home is to sleep.

On Wednesday, after a punana had pushed out the carrot at 9 p.m. it went and sat on H’s lap and whispered that it was feeling randy. H responded straight away; it could feel His cock harden against its thigh. W/we went up to bed and a punana asked – begged almost – for H to fuck its ass. H has developed a liking for anal and He agreed. So a punana stripped, got on the bed on knees and elbows ready for Him.

As H banged away, a punana reached back and masturbated, cumming just as H shot His load into its ass. a punana went to the bathroom to clean itself, using its finger to wipe up the cum as it trickled out and then sucking its fingers clean. Then it went to clean H’s cock, using tissues – a punana cannot yet bring itself to use its mouth to clean H’s cock after anal. But after cleaning with the tissues, a punana did kiss His cock and remembered to thank Him for a wonderful fuck. 

On Thursday, H was late home from work due to having to travel. a punana obediently had  a carrot in its ass for the required 3 hours and was again aroused and in need of an ass-fuck. However, when H eventually arrived home, He wanted only a glass of wine with His meal and He was ready for bed to sleep, so a punana went to bed feeling frustrated.

Friday evening is usually pub time. So, after eating, W/we set off to walk the short distance with a punana wearing a carrot in its ass. Walking kept the carrot moving just slightly but this meant that it was constantly on a punana’s mind and a punana was fidgety for the next two hours until 9 o’clock when a punana slipped out to the ladies room and pushed out the carrot.

a punana was aroused all evening, especially from the humiliation of having the carrot in while in public, amongst its friends. Back at home, a punana could hardly wait to take out H’s lovely cock and orally worship it while fingering its cunt and it was rewarded with a lovely cum and a mouthful of H’s delicious spunk. Oh, a punana just can’t get enough of His pearly nectar.