Lexie couldn't believe she had been talked into this. She looked herself over in the mirror; she was definitely ready for a night out with some friends. Her brown hair was softly curled, hanging down to a little past her shoulders. Her blue eyes were lined dark, with just a touch of gold sparkly eyeshadow, her eyelashes long and full. Her lips were covered with a shiny red gloss. She had on a red, low-cut dress that landed mid thigh, and it had blue flowers all over it. To complete the look, she had a classic pair of wedges on. She was a little chubbier than she'd like to be, but her boyfriend didn't seem to mind.
She turned around to give her back view a glance - her butt maybe a touch too wide for the dress, as the hem of her dress was raised a bit more than the front, but it covered what it was supposed to.
And more importantly, it didn't show the butt plug she had inserted deep into her ass. She bit her lip, remembering the conversation she had had with her boyfriend as she was getting ready.
"Baby, please, I think it would be so hot," he had pleaded.
"Jay, I'm just not sure," Lexie had responded. He had come up behind her as she was putting her underwear on and rubbed the plug that was reasonably small, as far as plugs go - only about 1 and 1/25 inch thick, and 5 inches long - against her asshole before she could cover it up. Lexie had closed her eyes at the sensation; she had recently discovered how much she loved anal sex. Jay was a new boyfriend; he was 6'3", black, and nicely toned. She still couldn't believe he was as attracted to her as she was to him. They had only been official for about 2 weeks now, and he had opened her eyes to so many things. Anal sex, dirty talk, edging, BDSM a little bit, exhibitionism. She had grown more sexually in the past 2-3 weeks than she had in the previous 22 years.
He had rubbed the plug against her asshole, and then slowly inserted it into her tight canal; Lexie had moaned when it was fully inserted. "Jay," she had moaned, intending to protest some more.
His hand had come up to hold her throat as he straightened up behind her. "No," he interrupted. "You are my slut now, you promised you'd do whatever I asked within reason. This is within reason. You're going to wear this plug while you're out hanging with your girlfriends, and then when you come back, I'm going to put a bigger plug in while I fuck your tight cunt. And after I've shot my load inside that sweet twat, you're going to get me hard again with that slutty mouth of yours, and I'm going to fuck your ass." He had licked the side of her throat. "And I want you to be so desperate for it the whole night that you're leaking pussy juices by the time you get back." He had moved his hands to cup her bare breasts - she hadn't put on a bra yet - and squeezed and kneaded them. Lexie had arched into his hands, more than ready to be a little late; the play by play of their plans tonight had driven her crazy.
But then he had dropped his hands from her breasts, smacked one of her ass cheeks, and said "Finish getting ready. I'll be here when you get back."
She had pulled her thong up the rest of the way, twitching pleasurably at the sensation of the little butt plug as she moved her hips.
This was going to be an interesting night.
***
The girls had been dancing for almost 2 hours straight. Lexie loved dancing, especially when she was drinking. The strobing lights, the thumping loud music, the crush of bodies.
She loved it.
And she was loving it even more now that a stranger was grinding against her ass, pushing the plug more into her asshole. She moaned, knowing the music would cover any sounds she might make. There was a hand on one of her hips, pulling her harder against the front grinding against her back, the other trying to work its way up the front of her body to try and hold a tit.
Lexie batted it away, knowing the difference between harmless grinding on the dance floor to leading someone on about what they might get off the dance floor. The stranger got the message, and put that hand on the other hip, and continued to work his hips against her as she undulated against him.
Raising her arms above her head, she swiveled her hips and slowly lowered her arms to the beat, rocking and swaying, and then arched her back to rub her ass more obviously into him. Not for his benefit, but for hers; to push that plug into her ass some more. She moaned again as she did it, and didn't think she'd be able to last much longer without being able to come.
She signaled to her friends that she was going to take a break from the dance floor, and headed to their table.
