He presses his front against my back and pulls my hips in tight. Jesus. He’s already hard. I can feel it through my light flimsy skirt, pressing against my ass, trying to find an opening. Good luck soldier. Not to mention that we both still have clothes on, but I’m plugged in both holes, as he very well knows.
It was his idea after all.
“Bend over now sweetheart and I’ll slip these guys in...there now. You’ll be allowed to wear panties for the night, until I take them from you and that’ll help to keep the one up in your pussy. How does that feel?” He was so considerate.
”You know how it feels. It feels fucking amazing...but I really can’t imagine dancing like this. Well, ok I can, but how am I going to keep from coming? God, it’s hard to even walk properly. How am I not supposed to drop down to my knees and start sucking every available cock in the place?”
Damn him anyway! He knew how long it’s been since he’s allowed her to come. Hmmmm... maybe she could slip one by him on the dance floor tonight. Those plugs were already driving her crazy. No, no, be a good sub. But come on, a girl could only take so much! Oh, this was going to be... heaven.
”Those are all good questions...and not my problem. As to the dancing, well, if you can walk, you can dance. So walk your little ass out the door. I feel the need for a little public exercise.”
And so, here we are.