Feeling A Little Buzzed (MF)

My first post here! I write a lot of smutty fanfic on Archive Of Our Own for a few different game fandoms, and am in the process of writing a Reverse Harem Urban Fantasy/Erotica trilogy. It’s been suggested by several humans I know well, to share the smutty words here :-*

I sat in the chair at the restaurant, body awash in goosebumps. I wore the long dress he has asked me to wear, and the special panties that held the bane of my existence at the moment. He had come home a few hours ago with a box in his hands and a wicked glint in his dark eyes. 

Earlier That Evening

“I have an idea.” He said it with a hint of a smile, taking my hand and leading me to the bedroom. He reached into the closet and pulled out the long royal teal sundress. “You should wear this, and your silver sandals. Oh and these,” after reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small bag. Inside were black lace panties with a little pocket. 

“What did you do?” I asked. He laughed softly. 

“I won the bet. Remember?”

I nodded slowly, heat trickling into my belly. 

“I get to choose a game to play. Any game, anywhere.”

I nodded again. He handed me the little box. Inside sat a little oblong egg shaped .. shiny teal thing? Next to it was a little remote.

He reached out for the remote, pressing a button. The little thing in the box began to vibrate, sliding across the satin in the box. 

I stared at it. 

“We’re going out for dinner.” He started to slowly circle around me. “This will be snug up against you, and I’ll control it entirely.” He pressed the button again. “The catch is no one can know you’re going to cum.” 

His breath on my neck nearly made me fall over. “Ever,” he whispered in my ear. I shivered. He kissed the top of my head and left the room whistling. 
—–Now—–
*Bzzzzzz bzzzzzz bzbzbzbz*

I twitched in my chair, eyes narrowing as the vibrating egg went off again. He watched me, leaning back in his chair, one hand in his pocket, the other fiddling with his drink.

Dark eyes intense and studiously watching me so very closely. 

“Ma’am?” A voice startled me.

“Yes?” My voice was husky.

“I asked if you’d like more wine?” the perplexed waiter asked. I nodded and he poured me more of the sweet red wine. 

*Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

I gasped, barely but it slipped out. Between my legs ached, throbbed. He leaned forward and grasped my hand on the table, drawing it to his lips. “You look a little peaked, love. You alright?” he asked. I lifted my glass with my other hand and took a quick swallow. 

*Bzzzzzbzzzzzbzzzzzbzzzzzzzzzzz*

I gripped his hand as my third orgasm of the night ripped through me. Pulse after pulse rocketed through me. I was proud, as I came back to earth. Not a sound was made as I went off in the middle of a restaurant. My head dropped to my arm and I bit my cheek as the vibrator finally stilled.

I squirmed on the chair for a moment before stilling. 

*Bzz Bzz bzzzzz*

I nearly fell out of my seat. He grinned. I squinted. Then excused myself to go to the restroom. He chuckled as I walked past. I hurried and was beyond relieved when I found the bathroom vacant. I flipped the lock on the door and nearly collapsed when the vibrator went off again.

*BZZZZZBZZZZZBZZZZZBZZZZZBZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

A few seconds later there was a knock at the door. “Love, let me in,” I heard. I marched to the door, “But …” I said as I let him in and he shook his head. “You’re having an asthma attack and needed help. Don’t you remember?” 

I squinted as he relocked the door.

Then his hands were pulling me close, his lips claiming mine. He was lifting me onto the edge of the counter, his hands raising my dress. I was unbuckling his belt as he pulled my underwear off. His lips broke free and he watched my face as his hand found my sex, wet and so ready. I bit my lip as he slid a finger inside me, then two. I popped the button on his slacks, unzipping them slowly to reveal why he had followed me. My fingers wrapped around his very hard cock and his barely swallowed groan nearly did me in. 

His hips thrust it further into my grip as I slowly stroked him. 

“Watching your face all night has been brutal,” he murmured. I shrugged, “It’s your own fault,” I accused with a grin. He raised an eyebrow.

His hands removed mine, and he pulled me to the edge of the counter. Then.. finally… he was filling me. Every glorious inch, making me tense and cover my own mouth to quiet myself. 

He moved then, gripping my hips to steady us both. Hard long thrusts, my body desperate for his. I pulled his mouth back to mine, and let him steer us towards bliss as I kissed him, tongues and teeth. 

It took mere moments, before his mouth was smothering my groan as I came again, muscles clenching on his still moving cock. I was shaking on the countertop as he thrust again.. then twice more. His hard gasp as he followed me into bliss was as satisfying as his shaking arms. He ground his hips into me as his body took his orgasm. 

“Shit, ” he muttered, standing there shaking as hard as I was. I kissed him one more time.

“We need to do this again!” I declared. 

“Which part?”

“All of it…”

We righted our clothes, with him keeping the vibrator and my panties in his pocket. And his muttered excuses to the waiter as we returned to our table were adorable. “She’s feeling much better now, thanks for the concern,” he said, watching my face again. I coughed, and he smirked. We finished our meal in relative peace, and soon headed home for him to take me again, against the wall, as waiting felt like an eternity.

This was a perfect evening out. And then some.

AND STUFF!
I love writing about sex, it’s one of those weird things I always wonder about when I do it, but peeps tell me it’s not bad at all (aren’t we all our own worst critics??)
Let me know if you like! I have a lot more hiding around here somewhere, hehe.

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