Your Secret Femdom Life: Anal Slut Gets Teased and Pleased! – Part 2
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Go ahead, sexy man … tell us what happens next!
My cock was already hard and begging for attention as she climbed onto the bed and immediately filled her mouth with my hardness. She worked me expertly, taking me deep into her throat before repeatedly sliding her tongue back up and over my swollen cockhead. I needed more, so I pumped my hips in an attempt to get her to pick up the pace. She promptly stopped.
“I’m sorry, fuck, please don’t stop!” I begged. She looked me in the eye and smirked before popping my tingling dick from her mouth.
“You didn’t think I was coming over just for this, did you? You still owe me dinner, but before we go …” she let her sentence linger.
“If you’re up for it, I’d like you to try wearing this plug out to dinner. Just the thought of you wearing it while we’re at the restaurant makes me super wet. Please, baby?”
It wasn’t as if I was completely opposed to the idea, but out here, in public? I wasn’t sure about that. For instance, what if it fell out? Or, what if it made me walk differently, and people noticed?
I glanced up at her, then almost wished I hadn’t. Her face was so radiant and expectant that I found myself agreeing before I could dwell on it any longer and talk myself out of it.
“Just take it slow,” I said uncertainly, realizing my first time femdom experience was about to begin. “Please, Angel?”
Although she saw my hesitation, that didn’t stop her from taking out the lube I kept at my bedside and squirting some into her palm before working a generous amount onto the slim but solid-looking jelly plug. With her already-lubricated hand, she started to stroke me. I couldn’t stop myself from groaning softly as she gradually increased the tempo. “Put your legs up for me now,” she commanded.
Her hand felt so good that it took me a moment to register what she’d said. As I obediently lifted my legs, I could feel her begin to push the plug against my tight back hole, working it in little by little. It initially felt foreign and a little painful as she pushed it past my sphincter. Then, I felt it fully settle itself, deep inside my throbbing ass.
Stopping, Angel murmured, “It’s in, baby. Fuck, that’s hot. I wish you could see it! I’ll go dress and get ready, be right back. I can’t wait to take you out.”
Getting up, I walked over to the dresser, realizing I didn’t feel any different. It wasn’t until I bent over to put my boxers on that I felt the weight of the plug give a slight pull inside me. Oh fuck, this was going to get interesting.
“You about ready? I’m starving,” she called from the other room.
I threw on my shirt and jeans and made my way out to her. “Ready, let’s go.”
From the moment we stepped into the restaurant, I felt like everyone was staring at us. However, it didn’t worry me like I thought it would. Ironically, I felt almost unbearably excited.
What would people think if they knew I was walking around with an enormous hardon and my ass filled with this toy? Secret femdom life, here we “cum!”
This first time femdom experience was turning me on so much that part of me was actually terrified I’d cum right there at the table! Halfway through dinner, Angel leaned over and whispered, “Meet me in the ladies’ room,” before getting up from our table. I let a minute pass, looking around to see if anyone was watching before following her down the hall and into the women’s restroom.
Shutting the door behind me, I quickly locked it. Without saying a word, Angel immediately came over to me, undid the fly of my jeans, and released my rigid, aching cock into her warm, eager hands.
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