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Plug 'n Play
🕑 Added 2024-10-07 18:45:00 +0000 UTCRecently, I met a beautiful girl at a café named Lina, and now I was playing "rock, paper, scissors" with her on the couch in her apartment. My thoughts, of course, were only on one thing. After losing, Lina looked at me with her big blue eyes, full of challenge and embarrassment.
"Your punishment is to go with me to the shopping center with an anal plug in your butt," I said, trying to keep a straight face.
Lina blushed to the roots of her hair but nodded, accepting the terms. We went into the bedroom where she, shyly, slightly lowered her jeans and bent over, showing me her smooth, round butt. I could see her trembling with anticipation and nervousness. As I approached, I gently inserted the lubricated plug, feeling her body tense up and then relax as it accepted it. Lina let out a small moan when the plug was fully in, her cheeks burning with shame and arousal.
At the shopping center, Lina looked unusually tense. Her cheeks remained red, and her steps were becoming more uncertain. Finally, unable to bear it, she pulled me towards the nearest fitting room.
"What's wrong?" I asked, though I had an inkling.
Blushing once more, she unzipped her jeans, revealing a wet spot on her panties, which were oddly bulging. Slowly, she pulled them down, exposing her erect penis to me. It was smooth, with a droplet of precum at the tip, average in size, but looked like it might explode at the slightest touch.
"I need... you to help me with this," she whispered, pointing at her penis, her voice trembling with shame and desire.
I couldn't refuse, not after seeing her in that state. Kneeling down, I gently took her penis into my mouth, feeling its warmth and throb. My lips moved up and down, my tongue played with the head, and my hands softly massaged her buttocks, feeling the firmness from the plug inside her.
Lina moaned, her hands buried in my hair, guiding me. The atmosphere in the changing room grew hotter by the second. I worked with my mouth and hands, trying to give her the maximum pleasure, feeling her body shake on the verge of orgasm. Finally, with a muffled moan, she came in my mouth, her taste was salty-sweet, and I took it all. When it was over, she leaned weakly against the wall of the changing room, her breathing heavy, her eyes closed from pleasure and relief.
"That was the craziest challenge," she said once she could speak, with a mischievous smile.
