Page 57 of Sugarplum

We both laughed but deep inside I knew she was right. It was my ego speaking but that didn’t mean I was wrong either. I really didn’t want to become a liability for Dylan. I didn’t want to just stop working and become a girl he just comes home to for sex. I want to learn how to cook great meals, how to manage a business or at least continue working where I am now. I need to have my own life separate from him, even if just for a little bit, so that I never forget who I really am. Heck, I’d settle for just a simple hobby that I can do on my own.

“Hey!” Matt hollered from downstairs. “Dylan’s here guys, let’s go!”

“We’re fucking coming!” Ysa yelled back. She then turned to me, “Put your shoes on. Let’s go. Oh, and remember: he’s all yours.”

Downstairs, we found Matt in his usual jeans and casual black shirt and Dylan was, surprisingly, not wearing something formal for once. Instead, he had one a pair of Chuck Taylor’s shoes, jeans, and a tight black shirt. He reminded me a bit of Nick.

Now that I think of it, Dylan was like the perfect blend of the good qualities of both Nick and Michael. He was a rock star, he was polite, he was rich, he was genuinely in love with me, he treated me like a princess but at the same time he knew how to be rough, how to dominate me, how to take full control and how to fuck me like he wants me.

Maybe that’s why I didn’t click with either Nick or Michael; they were only half of the man I really wanted.

“There’s our babies,” Matt said as he saw me and Ysa come down.

“There’s my baby,” Dylan said the moment he saw me in particular.

I wanted to impress and I wanted him to feel the burning desire to sleep with me. I wanted him to long for me. To do so, I decided to go with a black sleeveless top and a green mini-skirt. I tied my hair in a bun of sorts, fully exposing my ears and neck. To accentuate, I wore a pair of looped earrings and a beautiful sapphire pendant - which was fake, by the way - so that I could keep his eyes on my tits. To further make my legs look long I decided to go with four-inch high heels that strapped a little above my ankles. Wearing the choker was just a cherry on top.

Ysa, on the other hand, went full-on naughty with her outfit. She decided to go with a black crop-top and a plaid, schoolgirl mini-skirt paired with long white socks. She looked like a schoolgirl ready to fuck on prom night.

The way Matt looked at Ysa was hilarious. It was like he wanted to rip his pants off and fuck her right then and there in our living room. Dylan and I just shrugged it off, laughed, and we all made our way to the theater.

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Surprisingly, Dylan behaved during the movie… or at least, for the majority of it. By the third quarter I was the one getting a little fidgety and he could sense it.

“Baby, you getting a little horny?” he asked me.

I nodded but then remembered how dark it was inside. “Yes daddy. Is there anything I can do to pass the time?”

Even with Ysa and Matt beside us, Dylan had no second thought or worries about unzipping and whipping out his cock. It was too dark for anyone to notice, anyway, I guess. As soon as I was sure he had it out I bent over and gave it a kiss.

Mmm it was damn delicious. Yes, I was becoming addicted to this and I wanted so much more. I slobbered and drooled over his cock while I devoured it, licking it up and down like a lollipop and sucking it in as deep as I could without gagging.

Dylan was going to blow his load but I didn’t want that. For once, I wanted to be the one in charge and without even saying a word he knew what I wanted. He slouched even further into his seat and this gave me enough room to straddle on top, move my panties aside, and ride his cock as the movie continued playing.

As I continued to fuck him he bit down on my nipples and suckled on the one on the right. Fortunately, he had a helping hand this time as Ysa was rubbing and squeezing my other breast. When I looked to the side and squinted hard to see in the darkness I found Matt looking at us, masturbating furiously at the display in front of him.

Dylan finally did cum and he did so inside me. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I stayed on top of him for a while but after a few minutes I knew I had to get back in my seat as the movie was about to end. The lights would come on and we might get in trouble if the public saw us fucking like this.

When I sat back down and we all fixed ourselves up, Dylan leaned in towards me and whispered into my ear, “You’re delicious, baby. You made daddy very happy. I have a special treat for you tonight.”

Ooh, a gift! I wonder what it was. I just found it oddly shocking that he had a gift ready for me the moment I called him.

Dylan then handed me a small box. At first I thought it might be a ring or maybe a necklace of some sorts. However, the box was a little square and so I figured it might contain a sexy outfit or lingerie. I decided to just fucking open it and surprise myself with whatever it was he had in mind to give me --

It was the egg vibrator.

My jaw dropped and I looked at him just as the lights turned on in the theater.

“You like it?” he asked me.

“I’ll wear it with pride,” I answered and hurriedly began getting up so I could run to the bathroom and put it in me. Of course, though, Ysa saw it.

“Hey, that’s kinky,” Ysa said, maybe a little too loudly too because I noticed a few people looking at us. Well, they were either looking because of Ysa’s words and she was too loud or because they might have noticed us having sex right here in the theater.

Dylan smiled and they both high-fived.

Ysa grabbed the vibrator and took a closer look at it. “Wow, it’s five different levels of intensity. That would be really good for going out. You can keep it on low while in a restaurant then turn it up high when in the car.”

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