Unexpected Weekend

Short one tonight, sorry guys. Please read and review, let me know what you guys think. 

      Felicia decided on a jean skirt a little shorter than the one she had on earlier, with a very low cut shirt, again with no bra or panties. I asked her if she was concerned about people seeing the plug, to which she simply replied, “Why do you think I chose a shorter skirt? Let them see.” I started getting hard from the thought of other guys drooling over her, knowing that I was the one bringing her home. The drive to the restaurant was interesting as well, because Felicia had never had a butt plug in her before, much less sat down in a moving, bouncing vehicle. She was squeezing her legs together for most of the ride, and when we got there, there was damp spot on the back of her skirt. We had a nice steak dinner, got to laugh and joke. She had a couple of beers, but not me since I was driving. The waiter kept giving her weird looks because she was shifting in her seat almost constantly. “Don't leave their seat too wet, my dear,” I said wryly. “I'm not doing it on purpose,” she said, “But somebody has me a little worked up.” “Don't you mean something,” I said with a wink. She lightly slapped my hand before going back to her meal.

          After dinner we went to the theater. I honestly don't remember what we saw, because neither of us were paying very much attention to it anyway. The theater we went to had the seats with a movable armrest in the middle, so you can be close to your date. Well we definitely took advantage of that feature, choosing a pair of seats at the very back of the theater. She was leaning on me and I had my arm around her, hanging down her side. She was still wiggling in her seat, which I chuckled at. She silenced me by pulling one of her tits out of her shirt and putting my hand on it. I silently complied and started slowly rubbing my fingers around her nipple and nibbling on her earlobe. She moaned softly, moving closer to me and sitting up so that her neck was in biting reach. “Don't be too loud, honey,” I whispered right before I bit down. She gasped rather loudly, but it was overshadowed by the volume of the movie, and then started biting her lip and moaning in her throat. I pinched her nipple and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger as I sucked on her neck. She grabbed my cock through my pants and started squeezing it gently. With her other hand, she pulled up her skirt a little and started rubbing her pussy. Every so often she would reach further down for a second or two, before going back to her clit and lips. “Are you playing with your plug,” I whisper. She nods her head and moans. “I need more,” she whispers desperately.

            I unzip my pants and pull out my throbbing cock. “Is this what you want?” She doesn't answer, only gets up, straddles my lap, and sinks her soaked pussy down on my cock. “I'm already close, Justin,” she whispers in my ear. “Play with the plug, please?” I reach behind her and start pushing on the plug as she gyrates on my dick. True to her word, it doesn't take her long before she clamps her teeth down on my neck, moans into me, and goes limp. She pants into my ear for a minute before she can move again. “I'm not paying any attention to the movie,” she says, “Are you?” “It's kind of hard to pay attention to anything besides the woman wanting her brains fucked out.” “Then lets go home and finish the job,” she said. “We can go home if you want, but you're not getting anything else until tomorrow. I can't handle anything else tonight, I'm sorry.” “Okay,” she said somewhat sadly, “To be honest, I was getting a little sore as well. Let's just go to bed, then.” I had no objection to that, so we went back to the house to get some much needed sleep.