Page 48 of Right Number, Wrong Man
I won’t tell him, but I’m a little scared. Scared and tremendously aroused.
Scaroused, so to speak.
This whole situation is more than I bargained for. I feel like a cheap whore pleasuring myself in a public bathroom. It’s endlessly humiliating and undeniably sexy.
My empty cunt clenches, but with Jax, an orgasm is a reward I have to earn by being his good girl. I want to show him that I’m worthy of being his submissive.
I take out the lube and the plug before I lay my bag on the toilet lid and my phone on top, pointing the camera upward. After a few tries, I get the angle right. I’ll need both hands for the next part.
I squirt a dollop of raspberry lube on my fingers. It smells delicious, but shivers break over my skin when I spread it around my asshole. It’s cold at first, warming up quickly to my body temperature.
I slather the plug in a generous layer of lube, too. My stomach pulls tight as I admire the size. It’s smooth and not impossibly big, but the middle is thick.
I put one foot on the toilet lid, careful not to disturb my unstable filming setup. If we do this more often, I shouldbuy a portable tripod. My hand trembles as I press record and look at the image on the screen.
Between my spread legs shines my glistening pussy. I watch it pulse as I pull my butt cheeks apart with one hand, the other bringing the plug to my tightly clenched rear entrance.
I push the elongated tip against my asshole.
It feels like ice as it slips inside and I shudder at the new sensation. The stretch isn’t that bad, yet. It’s pretty nice, actually. I hold back a moan as I twist the plug in deeper, but my breath catches at a searing pain.
I pause. Okay, I just have to take it slow. But that’s easier said than done with toilets flushing and women chattering, reminding me how risky this is.
I try again. My inner muscles clench as the plug splits my asshole, but despite the burn my clit throbs harder.
As my gaze flicks to the phone, a shot of terror coils through me.
It’s not even halfway in!
My cheeks flame as I see my ass straining around the silver plug. I didn’t think that tiny hole could stretch so wide, but it’s still not enough.
Gritting my teeth, I drive the plug further inside. A muffled groan dies in my throat when the thickest part slips past my rim and my ass swallows the toy. Dizzy, I admire myself on the screen.
Damn, that looks sexy.
My asshole puckers tightly around the stem of the plug, the flat base shining in the light. I still can’t believe I managed to fit that thing inside me.
Moments after I send the clip to Jax, the plug starts vibrating.
I cry out faster than I can slap a hand acrossmy mouth and the conversations by the sink stop before a knock rattles my stall door.
“Are you alright in there?” a concerned voice asks.
No, I want to drown myself in toilet water.
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HAILEY
“I’m fine.M-my period cramps are just especially bad this month,” I bite out, trying to ignore the earthquake of pleasure in my ass.
“You need a tampon or something? Some painkillers?” the woman asks.
She bought that lame excuse? Maybe there’s hope yet for my career as a super spy.
I give a forced laugh, the vibrations making lights dance in my vision. “N-no, thanks. I’m good.”
“Alright,” the woman says. Her steps recede before she continues the conversation with her friend.
