Is That A BUTTPLUG??

Nicole and Penny have been playing this pantsing game for years. Penny always wins. She distracts Nicole with stupid tricks and yanks her pants down before Nicole can react, and the rules say Nicole can’t get her back until the next day. Penny’s good at it. Too good. Nicole’s on the phone when Penny creeps up behind her. She grabs the waistband and pulls. Nothing. Nicole’s still talking, calm as ever. Then she turns around with that look and lifts the sweater. She’s wearing overalls. The call was fake. Penny freezes. She bolts, but Nicole’s faster. She hooks her fingers in Penny’s waistband and rips her pants down. No panties. Just bare skin and a black butt plug sitting snug between her cheeks. Nicole stares for a second, then laughs low in her throat. She’s turned on. She steps closer and asks if maybe they should call it even in a different way. Penny hesitates, eyes wide. But Nicole’s already touching her. Already pulling her in. The butt plug catches the light when Nicole tugs it, just a little. Penny gasps. Then moans. Nicole drops to her knees, tongue hot and greedy, and starts to play.