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“No sandals, or flip flops. Put your hair in a ponytail.” Was all that he would say when she asked about what to wear. She was told by her friend who had set them up that “He is weird, but worth it” so she wore Chuck’s with her miniskirt.
She put on the miniskirt to make herself feel sexy, she had been on blind dates before and knew how badly this one would go. So she wore the miniskirt so she could get a night of feeling sexy.
She looked at her dresser drawer and wiggled. She thought of her “best friend” inside the drawer and decided that she would get some fun tonight, even if it was alone. She grabbed the plug from the drawer, lubed it up. Sliding it home, she sighed. Some thong panties to cover it and she was ready.
A few minutes before he was due to arrive she heard the motorcycle pull up in front of her house. Looking out the window she smiled. Although she had always wanted to be on one, she never had the chance. When the hard faced rider climbed off almanbahis şikayet the bike she gasped. He was walking to her door!
She was so excited that she did not say hello, she ran to the bike and grabbed the helmet that he held out to her. They climbed on and when the motorcycle started she realized that she had made a mistake.
The vibration of the engine caught the plug and sent it through her body. 4,000 revolutions a minute traveled through the metal of the plug, up her spine to her brain, and then ricocheted back down to her clit. She didn’t know it but she yelled into his ear “Don’t stop!”
He thought that she was talking to him, so he shifted to second gear and gave it some gas. At 5,000 RPMs her brain turned back on and began yelling at her not to orgasm on a stranger’s back.
The miles turned into eternity and then into oblivion as she used self-control that she didn’t know that she had listening to the voice that said “Don’t cum”.
She almanbahis canlı casino felt the motorcycle pull over but the vibration kept ringing through her, she didn’t feel the engine turn off or her date climb off. She did not know that she laid down across the machine, resting her head on the gas tank.
Her date watched her and saw the tiny smile she wore. He wondered if he was on a date with a madwoman. He began circling the bike and saw the jeweled plug peeking out from behind the cloth. His face gained its first expression since the ride began. A smile that took 30 years from his age.
He knew that he shouldn’t, but God gives opportunities like this one only once. He reached over and tapped the plug. She have a small whimper. He said in a voice of cheap whisky and unfiltered cigarettes “That must be excruciating.”
“Ye… Y… …”
“So does me doing this help” he started tugging on the plug, not enough to pull it free. Enough almanbahis casino to torture her. She wanted to come but the voice was still screaming at her not to.
She felt him get on the bike behind her, she whimpered again as he pulled the plug completely out. The sound of his zipper made her smile wider, the weight of his cock slapping her back made her eyes snap open.
The lube let him push in. She would tell friends later that she felt him in her lungs when his balls touched her pussy lips. He was slow, knowing that she was already on the edge. She needed a push. Him filling her normally would have been what she needed, but the voice was still screaming. Then his voice was louder, “Come. Now.”
She screamed as she felt him throb inside of her. And then she went black.
He looked down at her as he pulled himself out. He watched the cum leaking from her and slid the plug back in place trapping it.
It was a slow, careful ride taking her home. He had to carry her inside and lay her on the couch. Looking down at the smile on her face, he knew that he couldn’t leave her like that.
So he took a marker from her desk and wrote his phone number on the inside of one of her thighs, and “Call me” on the other.
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