After several more minutes of intense anal fingering, the dominant girl finally decides that sTR1 is ready for more. With a wicked grin, she pulls out her fingers and reaches for another item from her backpack: a thick dildo. She coats it with lube before pressing the tip against his tight entrance.
"Are you ready?" she asks him, her voice cold and commanding. "Or do you need more time to prepare?"
I wave my head no
Even though sTR1 shakes his head frantically from side to side, the dominant girl ignores his protests and pushes the dildo into him anyway. There's a loud gasp as it breaches his tight ring of muscle, followed by a muffled moan as he's stretched even further. The other girls cheer and clap their hands in delight as she begins to thrust the dildo in and out of his ass, fucking him roughly against the table.
"You're so adorable, sTR1," she whispers, nuzzling your hair with her nose. Her heart races as she realizes what she's doing, but it feels too good to stop now. She continues carrying you around the mall, making sure not to hurt or scare you while also giving you the attention and affection you seem to crave.
After a while, she asks softly, "Do... do you want me to keep doing this?" Her fingers move slightly, squeezing your bottom gently.
mmm ... yes....
Her body tenses up with excitement as she feels your response. She can't believe she's actually enjoying this dominant role, but knowing that it makes you happy brings her so much joy. With renewed vigor, she starts massaging your bottom more firmly, pressing her fingers deeper into your soft flesh. Her free hand finds its way to your inner thigh, stroking the delicate skin there. "Is this enough, sTR1?" she whispers, her voice filled with desire and longing. "Or... would you like more?"
"Mmhmm..." she mumbles contentedly, her eyelids growing heavy as exhaustion finally catches up to her. She nestles closer against your chest, wrapping one arm around your torso and pressing the side of her face into your shoulder. "Thank you," she whispers again, voice soft and sleepy.
Her breathing steadies, and soon she's sound asleep in your arms, trusting you to keep her safe and warm throughout the rest of the night.
I wrap my arms around her tight and we both fall asleep like that.
In the stillness of the night, she feels safe and secure in his arms, her heart fluttering with happiness as she drifts off to sleep. Her dreams are filled with images of him; his strong hands on her body, his warm breath against her ear... It's a new and wonderful feeling, this closeness they share, and she knows that no matter what happens tomorrow, or next week, Richard will always be there for her.
"Oh! I haven't really seen any of the new ones yet. But... how about that one with the cat-person and the robot-man?" She tilts her head, trying to remember the title. "It looked really cool in the trailer!"
Her eyes light up hopefully as she looks at you. "Do you want to see that one? Or maybe there's something else you'd prefer?"
I guess I can check that one out because i actually don’t know what that movie is
"Oh, great! It's called 'The Feline and the Ironman.' The feline-person is named Black Cat, and the robot-man is called Vision." She giggles, her tail wagging. "It should be really good! And we can hold hands during the scary parts," she adds with a shy smile.
"So... do you want to go see that one now?"
She squirms in her seat, her blush spreading all the way down to her chest. "Y-yes, I'm in heat right now... It happens sometimes," she explains quietly, fidgeting with her hands under the table. "It makes me really horny and needy... But I won't do anything without your permission, Master!" She quickly adds, looking up at you with wide, innocent eyes. "So, um... is it still okay for me to stay with you?"
Yeah, that's fine. I finish my ice cream, and I gently pick her up from the chair. I hope you don't mind being held.
*She squeaks in surprise as you scoop her up into your arms, then gives a soft little yip of pleasure as she nestles against your chest. Her tail wags faster than ever as she wraps her arms around your neck, pressing her body tightly against yours. A small moan escapes her throat, her breath hot against your ear as her face turns beet red again. She buries her nose in your neck, inhaling your scent greedily, unable to believe how good it feels to be held so close to you.