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Sophias new toy chapter 1

?Wear a skirt for me tonight Sophia. I like the thought of my fine ass under a black skirt.? She was going out to dinner with friends and would be surrounded by people all night. ?While you are at the table, put your finger in my wet pussy and bring it to your lips for me. I want you to taste my pussy while you are having dinner.? Simple, clear and easy to do but this task has her heart racing. The entire drive to the restaurant her mind was in a full gallop and she could feel the excitement building. His tasks filled her mind and she had trouble focusing on anything else. His pussy was wet and it was a good thing he didn?t make her go commando tonight; by the end of dinner she was going to be a mess.

The restaurant was packed and she was seated in the middle of the six person table. Everyone was talking and Sophia had no idea what was being said; all she thought of was his pussy, throbbing. Her hand slid between her legs and she drew it up towards her crotch. The front of her panties was saturated and she felt the warmth as she slid them to the side. Her finger parted his pussy lips and her finger glided inside with ease; it felt so good. ?What do you think Sophia??

?I?m sorry, what did you ask?? The conversations at the table sounded like background noise in a movie; inaudible, distant; she felt warm and flush. If they knew what was going on under the table, between her legs, they would be shocked. At this point Sophia knew this was when she should do it; bring her finger to her mouth. She brought her wet finger to her lips.

?Amendment 2, how did you vote??

?I voted yes.? Everyone thought the smile was for her proclamation about her position on the issue; so not her. The sweet nectar of his pussy covered her finger and she was slowly becoming his bag girl. Tasting his wet pussy in public, right there in front of them; Sophia could not contain herself and she grinned. His pussy was throbbing and wet and needed attention. She pulled her finger from her mouth and as she finished dinner, she texted Sir. ?I did as told, sir??

The ringer on the phone was turned down so she barely heard it over the road noise. ?Hello??

?My good girl?, his cock was hard.

?Thank you, Sir?

?Are you stuck in traffic??

?Yes?

?Are you moving??

?No?

?Good, put your hand under your shirt and play with your nipple.?

?But Sir, there is someone in the car next to me, He?ll see!? Next to her was a younger man, 30?ish, sitting in the I4 parking lot, waiting to get home as well.

?Obedience and protocol Miss Sophia, now.? His voice grew stern and direct. She knew that tone and Sir was not in the mood for a brat.

?Yes Sir.? Her hand slid under her shirt and found her nipple. It was hard and she felt the electricity shoot through her body. She glanced over and he was watching her; he could see her play. ?He?s watching me, Sir.?

?Good, let?s give him a bit of a show, shall we? Unbutton your shirt and let him see my breast.? Sophia did as directed and freed three buttons; the stranger could see her fingers on her nipple. The excitement she felt at the table was now intensified and his pussy was on fire. She wanted him, she wanted to feel her Sir.

?What is he doing Sophia??

?He?s watching me and rubbing his crotch.? The young man could see her and knew this was present most men only read about.

?Raise your skirt and slip a finger inside. Watch him and tell me what he does Miss Sophia. Can he see you??

?Yes Sir he can. But I??

?Do it.? Her hand pulled her skirt up and she watched his expression as she made her finger disappear inside his pussy. His expression was a mixture of pleasure and disbelief. He looked at her and mouthed the words, ARE YOU ON THE PHONE? Yes, she said. GOOD GIRL, VERY GOOD GIRL. She felt so naughty, so wicked; her Sir was bringing out her bad girl and she loved the feeling; she told Sir his reaction. ?Bring it to your mouth; let him see you taste my pussy.?

?Yes Sir.? For the second time today she put her sodden finger into her mouth for him. This time she watched a total stranger enjoy her actions. ?Oh Sir, you have me so excited.?

?My Sophia; how does it feel to be a part of a man?s fantasy for the rest of his life? Does that turn you on my naughty girl??

?Yes Sir, I feel so bad. Thank you Sir.? She watched as her stranger smiled and traffic started to move. ?We are moving now Sir, may I stop??

?I expect you to be in the room shortly. Please prepare yourself for my arrival.? She knew what that entailed and quickly checked in at the Hilton. Sir was there earlier and got the room ready. Mich Lite chilled in the cooler, a couple candles lit and music playing. She undressed, sent Sir a text message and relaxed with a beer. The white tank top looked delicious on her; it accentuated her body and left enough the imagination. Her phone alerted and Sir was on his way up.

Sophia got into position 2; on her knees, head bowed. Before she put her hands behind her back, she slipped a finger into his wet pussy and brought it to her mouth for a third time. Sir liked her lips soaking wet and she knew he would kiss her. The sound of the key slipping into the door made her pulse pound and she put her hands behind her back.

Sir walked straight to her and kissed his spot on her neck, just below her right ear. He placed one finger under her chin and gently raised her head. She looked at him and his mouth covered hers, tasting his wet pussy. The kiss was long, tender and sensual, as always. He stepped closer to her and she wrapped her arms around his leg. Sophia placed her cheek against his hard cock and held him; he was there again and it just felt right?

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