Makoto Drives With A Plug In

Makoto considered running after Futaba but decided against it. She knew that she should talk to her about what happened at some point but what would she say? She could yell at Futaba and say that what she did was wrong...and it was...But she was also at fault. Makoto could've resisted, tried to convince Futaba to stop, instead she stayed quiet...

Not only that but part of her stayed quiet because she wanted Futaba to continue. She knew that it might take a bit of convincing, but Futaba would've stopped if she asked. She may be a pervert, but she's not that far gone...And yet, Makoto didn't tell her to stop. What was happening, reminded her too much of the sex toy store, of the dick pressed against her without permission...

Even after already having two orgasms in the last hour, she was still getting wet from that memory....

She tried her best to push that thought from her mind. She could deal with Futaba and her own newly awakened kinks later. For now, she had to head to class. She quickly got started walking around her room to gather an outfit to wear and immediately started feeling the effects of the buttplug. With every step she took, she could feel the plug moving too. It was a slight, but unusual, feeling. She tried her best to ignore it as she got dressed in a black skirt with small red stripes and a white long sleeved shirt before heading outside their base and onto her motorcycle.

She almost crashed as she felt her motorcycle cause her plug to vibrate. It wasn't just the fact that it vibrated that took her by surprise but how amazing it felt! She started wondering if she should take the plug out before continuing her drive but decided against it. She needed the full experience of using a buttplug if she wanted to convince Sara not to use one.

After a few deep breaths, she started driving again. The helmet, along with the sounds of the roads around her, helped hide her moans and her erotic face as she got increasingly close to an orgasm. Despite that, she had even more people driving by and flirting with her than usual. A few were even following her.She was terrified that they knew what was going on, that she was using a buttplug and moaning under the helmet. It's fine...They don't know the truth. How would they know? Focus on logic, don't let your emotions control you...

Her fear was starting to fade, but another emotion refused to go away. Lust.