Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 2.1

For days and weeks, this is how it went, I would masturbate to keep my desires at ease and when that wasn’t enough, I would push my exhibitionist side, playing with my fear of getting caught and the orgasms I would have were more than enough to help me not fall over the edge. Every morning like brushing my teeth, I would wake up and start rubbing my needy little pussy to its heart desire and orgasm before washing off the evidence in the shower before having breakfast with my parents. At night I would get in the bath and position myself under the faucet spreading my lips to let the water pleasure me over and over again till I finally was relaxed enough to sleep.

One night, I just couldn’t take it and needed a “special session” as I was calling them. My push it over the limit, public, trying not to get caught task that would give me such a mind shattering orgasm, that both my fulfillment and fear would keep me in check for a time. With the money I had gotten from the strip club, I had snuck away to buy some toys without my parents knowing. One of which was a chastity belt that had two vibrators with a wireless remote. One vibrator for my overly active pussy and another for my still somewhat innocent ass. I tried it once, but felt it was somewhat hard to walk around feeling so filled and with the vibrators even at their lowest was more intense to anything I was used to with the way they rubbed up together inside of me, amplifying the vibrations.

Tonight, was the night that I was going to wear it in public. A part of me knew that I may not be able to handle it, keep a poker face if I ran into anyone and more so, if my legs gave out from the overwhelming orgasms and having to crawl home or get help from someone. But deep down I didn’t care, I needed this, I wanted the release and this was the safest of the ways I was going to get it. I prepared myself with a long hot shower, shaving my legs and pubes off, leaving me smooth and bare. I lubed up the dildos the best I could and then turned the lube onto myself. My pussy didn’t need it though as it was already dripping at the thoughts of what was about to happen. My ass on the other hand, needed all the help it could get since it hadn’t had anything inserted into it for some time now.

I practically felt like an anal virgin once again as the tip touched my anus and I pressed down to it spreading me, my skin almost and butt slightly burning as it felt like it was trying to push the intruder out, but I pushed harder forcing it in. The burning quickly subsiding as the largest part made its way in and the lather of the belt felt cool on my ass and lower back. The next step was the front now, although this was something I was more accustomed to, something that was far more pleasurable as I took my time inserting this phallic shaped plug into my pussy. In contrast to filling my ass, this felt like silk compared to rubber, pleasure instead of pain, the desire to take it all in rather than force it out.

“Mmmm,” I bit my lip, my eyes closed as I forced all of my senses into one area and once inserted deep enough, I felt the familiar feeling of when I first tried this belt as the two dildos touched inside of me, almost rubbing together as they both fully penetrated me.

I brought the strap going up my crotch together with the belt and locked it all together with the lock that came with the set and left the key on my desk. I could turn back now, but once I left and walked outside, this was all going to be locked into place until I returned. I took some old running shorts and t-shirt I would go jogging with in the morning. Something I really wouldn’t mind losing, not sure why I thought that but as I got dressed and grabbed the remote, I put on the running shoes I used to use as well and stepped out.

“Going for a late-night jog sweetie?” my mom called out, startling me from behind.

“Yeah mom! Just too much energy to sleep yet.”

Living in such a small, safe town, I doubt my mom would have really worried no matter what time I decided to go running. Although she would have worried if she had known what I was planning, or what I had strapped deep inside of me.

In the past, when I was on the cross-country team, I had pushed myself through colds, cramps, nights I couldn’t get sleep and anxiety from being overwhelmed at school and none of that compared to how I felt now. The arousal, the fullness, the fear of what my dirty mind secretly had planned for me as I walked to the mailbox and pressed a button turning the vibrators inside of me on and setting the remote in the box for safe keeping until I returned home. I spun around, decided to go in the first direction I stopped in and thankfully it was still on the sidewalk heading away from my neighbor’s house. The last thing I wanted was for them to know what I was doing and have dirt over me once again.

“Let’s go for a jog,” I told myself as my feed started to carry me, mindlessly away from the safe haven of my home.

It was my usual pace, but a bad pace to start at that although the belt felt skin tight, there was just enough room to feel like the dildos were fucking me with every step I took.