Dinner and a show

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We got to the work dinner party a little late. Both bounding into the room, gleaming for this night out. Soon after we split up as you undoubtedly went for a whisky and cigar toast with the boys.

I found a couple of ladies to chat with. I had seen them exactly one year ago at the last annual party.

It was very droll, the chatter. The only thing getting me through was the flush of my cheeks and my belly stirring.

Before we left the house you told me you’d like for me to wear my pretty pink diamond encrusted butt plug inside of me all night.

You bent me over and sunk it into me with some body safe oil we had. I didn’t expect it but I was getting more and more aroused as I kept the secret from your company.

I had tall black pumps on that made my butt look like it had been lifted. Thigh high black stockings that didn’t necessarily meet the hemline of the mini dress I wore. And red red lipstick.

I saw that you were coming to save me after your toast and I felt your hand quickly caress the plug as you approached me. Your finger dipped the plug in deeper with a squeeze. You made me roll onto to my tippy toes for split second and my knees trembled on the way down.

Standing, we found our way into the corner of the wall and I felt your hand kütahya escort guide it’s way back to my bottom once again. I widened my stance while we kept conversations with the table but tried to keep a low profile. Laughing when the group laughed, making bouncing eye contact.

Your hand squeezed my bum carefully. Playfully at first. Then you started to pinch up the fabric slightly. Further exposing my thighs up to the crease of my cheeks. I felt the cool air contact the metal gaping object.

Feeling flirty from sipping champagne, I started to sway my hips to the music. Making your hand work harder to keep in contact with my ass.

Keeping my stance open and my back against the wall your fingers had finally found their way under the back of my dress. Your middle finger slid in-between my lips and stayed in place while I wiggled and danced on it for a few moments. I could feel your fingers tap my button in rhythm and play with my lips.

After a while of this without suspicion, you started to grasp at the flat but protruding surface half inside me. You at first held it in place as I drew my hips in small circles. I could feel the smooth bulb shape massage my insides.

You eventually had enough of me taking advantage manisa escort of your hand in this moment. With me glued to your side, you then wedged two fingers in-between my hole and the stopper like you threatened to pull it out. I stopped swaying my hips.

Just then the evening entertainment came out and all eyes turned to the stage. I couldn’t pay much attention but it definitely pulled attention off of us. Some people innocently left our table and returned to their seats. Only a few on the far side of the table remained now.

You teased me and wiggled it around a few times then started pulling the plug out. You pulled and pulled but I was tensing so hard it wasn’t budging. The sensation it gave me was making my legs shake and head dip to the table.

Thankfully the room darkened and shrouded us in its protection. My dress was fully hiked up and so you pulled me in front of you. You tugged and tugged at the plug trying to pop it out of my hole. The pressure of this motion was driving me mad. Like someone pulling at a pleasurable leash embedded in my ass. I felt very vulnerable and exposed.

You leaned over my shoulder and whispered in my ear that there was only one way to relieve the pressure.

I suddenly felt your mardin escort cock pierce my entrance and ram into my cervix. Without too much motion your cock kept sliding deeply into my vagina, filling me with every repeated thrust. I tried not to let my body bounce far away from you so as to not draw attention.

I had a glance around and could have sworn one or two of the help started to notice our form. It was very exhilarating to know they could out our position.

You gave a few more wiggles to the plug you then moved your attention to my clit. Drawing circles around it, this sent shivers all over my body. I felt my back arch and asshole contract open and closed right near your deep dick. With the quickening pace, the fullness of the plug and your thickness pumping away I came expletively, gripping onto the table.

A few seconds into the orgasm you pulled out the plug with ease, wrapped it into a napkin and tucked it into your coat pocket. I felt my asshole empty and gripping for it once again.

Then your cock popped out of my hole and you quickly zip it away.

As I straightened up slowly, you pulled my dress down. You gave my ass one final last squeeze and said “what a dirty girl you are getting off in public! What were you thinking??” I went flush.

You then looked down and noticed a small stain on your trousers. We couldn’t be too sure it wouldn’t go unnoticed the rest of the night so we snuck out immediately.

On the way out you grimaced “Honey, it’s my turn now. I want your mouth on my cock the whole way home.”