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We found ourselves cozied up in the living room, drawn to the glow of the television screen as the evening unfolded. Nestled upon your lap, I relished in the serenity and the delicious warmth of your thighs against my dewy skin, a reminder of the refreshing shower I had taken just a short while ago.
In a blissful moment, you momentarily closed your eyes and pressed your nose gently against the velvety softness of my shoulder. The intoxicating scent of my freshly cleansed skin beckoned to you, and you couldn’t withstand the temptation. Your lips met my shoulder in a tender kiss, radiating a yearning that resonated within us both. As you leaned back, a subtle hardness brushed against your thigh, contrasting with the supple contours of my body. Curiosity piqued, your hand diligently traced the path between my derriere and your thigh until you discovered it – a mysterious object, yielding to the touch yet undeniably resilient. Was it made of exquisite silicone?
As the room heated up, a sharp intake of breath escaped my lips, an involuntary response to the electrifying sensations coursing through my body. In a futile attempt to disengage, I tried to wriggle myself free from your embrace, but it was too late. You had unveiled my secret. Nestled within me was a captivating anal plug, evoking intoxicating pleasure at every movement.
Desiring to keep me firmly in your lap, your arm effortlessly encircled me, refusing to release me from your embrace. Your fingers expertly found their way to the plug, their touch circling and caressing it, causing it to gyrate and amplify the sensations coursing through me.
“What’s this?” you playfully inquired, relishing in the tease of the moment.
Embarrassment tinted my cheeks a rosy hue, unsure whether to meet your gaze or avert my eyes. Stammering, I managed to mutter, “It’s… um, my toy.”
Your fingers instinctively curled around the flared base of the plug, gently tugging on it, causing the bulbous end to press tantalizingly against my willing entrance. The pleasure cascaded through me, making my toes curl in ecstasy. You emitted a satisfied hum as you tugged even harder, the vibrant pink of the bulb teasingly visible. The intensity built, and soon I found myself breathless with desire. My moans urged you to continue, providing you with undeniable proof of my insatiable yearning. With one final tug, the precipice surrendered, and the plug was liberated from its place within me.
Your warm breath danced against my ear as you murmured, “What a seductive toy, my enchanting baby girl.”
A surge of fiery lust engulfed me, and I couldn’t help but emphasize, “I’m no longer a little baby.” Your laughter filled the room as you playfully pinched my cheeks together, causing my lips to pout like a mesmerizing fish in the sea. Before I could react, you deftly inserted the plug into my mouth, its dazzling jewel facing outward, effectively transforming it into an alluring gag.
Strong fingers slid up the back of my scalp, seizing my hair firmly as you guided me to stand beside the arm of the sofa. Swiftly, you pushed my face into the cushion, parting my delicate derriere cheeks with a tsk of disapproval. “Soon enough, my darling,” you assured me, preparing to claim my tender, rosy entrance and mold it to your desires.
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