[F] Wore a butt plug to class | 2016

I recently bought this purple jeweled butt plug and have been having some fun experimenting with it. This morning, I decided to slip my plug in and go to class. I wore navy leggings and a grey wool sweater. As soon as the plug slipped in, my pussy started to drip. My lace thong was already starting to get soaked as I walked to class, the plug stuffing me so good.

As class went on, I was crossing my legs and trying to take notes. This class was pretty chill and easy so my mind was wandering. My soft pussy lips were drenched in my juices as I squirmed around in my seat, my peers completely oblivious to the pleasure I was in. Back and forth I rocked in my seat, subtly so as to not arouse any suspicion. Each time I rocked, the plug sent waves of pleasure through me. Fuck I just wanted to slide it in and out of me and fuck myself. But being on edge like this was a different kind of pleasure. I knew that once I eventually got off it would be too good.

I so desperately wanted to rub my aching clit and get some relief. My swollen pussy was begging to be filled, my mind was cloudy in arousal and no amount of grinding back and forth could relieve this primal need. As class droned on, I was getting more and more wet. My panties were uncomfortably clinging to my pussy lips and I knew I would have to wear them all day.

I could smell how fucking wet I was which made my cheeks flush. There was no turning back now, I needed to cum. I was clenching and releasing around the plug, gripping it so hard, imagining a thick cock was fucking my tight ass.

I crossed by legs together again and squeezed, my clit getting some attention finally. I was going to cum so hard if I didn’t stop. Luckily I knew how to cum quietly and in public without making it obvious. I continue grinding and squeezing my thighs together and feel the familiar build-up of an impending orgasm. It was too late to stop. I bite my lip hard, squeeze harder and go over the edge, pulsing so hard around my plug, squirming as the pleasure became overwhelming.

As my orgasm subsided, I kept on squeezing my thighs together and knew I needed more. It’s a good thing class was almost over.