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The Dinner
by Suki
suki@fish.com
At last minute, my friend had invited me to join her at the annual
Police Officers Association Dinner & Dance. I accepted, and then spent the
day trying to figure out what to wear. I had asked my SO if he minded,
since I was somewhat canceling out on plans with him and his comment was,
"What, me mind? Mind you going to a dinner with more testosterone in one
place than you've been around all year? Oh, of course not." He was just
kidding, but the comment stuck in my mind, exciting me. I decided to
indulge that night, and carry out a private fantasy.
After a nice hot shower I located the specific teddy I was looking
for. I had come to determine that this teddy was really 'mine'. Since I
used it more for self-play than for show to my SO. It was tight and
black, and hugged firmly down my front and in between my cheeks in the
back. Using a little bit of oil, and a little bit of tiger balm I
carefully inserted a small plug in the back, and a vibrator in the front,
securing them firmly under the teddy so they could not slip. I turned the
vibrator on and continued getting ready.
It took me an hour and a half to get ready. I don't think it's ever
taken me that long. But I was distracted. Every movement reminded me of
the invasions. My muscles were constricting and relaxing in the nicest
way. It was a tease. A self tease. The vibrator was not enough to make
me cum, but it was enough to keep me excited. I kept finding extra reasons
to cross the room, too.
When it was almost time to go I turned the vibrator off. I had
selected my black dress leather pants, and a maroon silk shirt that night,
with silver dangle jewelery. I was a little worried, because it felt like
I was so wet that I was dampening the inside lining of the pants, and I
did not want to stain them. But I decided it would be ok if they were a
little damp. I could always have them cleaned.
With the toys still inserted I left the house to pick up my friend.
Driving was sweet torture. First of all, just sitting down was pleasureable,
because it changed the pressure in my backside. And when I started the
car, the vibrations of the engine added to the pleasure. It was like turning
into a giant vibrator. It's a good thing I have a lot of self-control or
I probably would have had an accident that night.
Anyway, I safely arrived at my friends house, and went inside.
Standing up out of the car distracted me again. Shift in pressure, of
course. I picked her up and we went on to the dinner. Amazingly, there
was parking right in front. Thank Goodness...I don't know if I would have
been able to walk straight at all.
Dinner turned out to be pretty boring. We were a little late, so
we did not get first choice of tables, and macho attitudes never turned me
on much. So we sat down (gingerly I might add, at least for me) and ate
dinner. Every once in a while I would wiggle a little, trying to shift
the position of the toys. I was excited, as much by the toys themselves
as by the fact that I was in a room with 300 people, looking normal, but
filled deeply under my clothing. It made me feel wicked, and sinful
(in a pleasurable way).
The after dinner speechs lasted 45 min. during which I not only
wiggled a lot in my chair, but I was also highly distracted. With each
wiggled it felt like they went further and further into me. Finally, the
last speech was over and gratefully I stood up. A brief period of socializing
followed after which I dragged my friend out before the dancing could begin.
That would have been serious sensory overload.
Safely at home, I masturbated myself to orgasm, reveling in the
tightness of my clenching muscles.
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Lessons I learned that night.
1. After a period of time anal plugs become uncomfortable.
2. Exhibitionism does not have to be in full view to work.
:)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>Suki<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<
Bi, switch, tease, but mostly uppity bottom.
One ring to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them.
suki@flying.fish.com
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The Dinner
by Suki
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