Commissioner Reward - Bringing a Toy to Dinner (Patreon)

This story is another chapter in the anthology I started through commissions (Learning From the Best was the first on Patreon). But this time around we've taken a distinctly more alien turn. Read on to find out what that bit of lazy teasing means . . .

Aisha took a deep breath and surveyed herself in the bathroom mirror. Her normally wavy auburn hair had been painstakingly straightened and tied into an elegant bun while her bright hazel eyes had just the barest amount of makeup and a light pink shade of lipstick covered her full lips. The rest of her warm ebony skin was unadorned, the natural glow of her beauty proving more than enough to for her husband and herself. A modest blue dress covered her plump form, hiding all of her perceived flaws and accentuating her perky breasts, wide hips, and shapely ass. A pair of jet black heels covered her feet and she could already feel the edges starting to pinch her toes. All told she was the picture of a perfect house wife about to go out for a lovely dinner with her man. 

Of course there was one last thing she needed to add, something she never imagined she'd include as part of her date night ritual. It was a gift from a mysterious alien benefactor who seemed hell bent on 'broadening her horizons'. At first the strange, green skinned woman had tried to seduce her but when that didn't work she'd gave Aisha a small gift and told her how to properly use it. With another slow inhale to steel herself she grabbed the small sphere shaped item beside her purse and lifted the hem of her dress. Aisha gingerly slid the impossibly smooth, purple object down into her white silk panties. It glided down her perfectly shave womanhood and towards her tight entrance, coming to a stop on the underside of her sex. She knew she wasn't quite done yet and with one hand on the counter she bit her lower lip and pushed the strange little ball into her pussy with one quick motion.

It vanished into her sex with barely a hint of resistance and Aisha had to quickly stifle a moan from the stimulation, “Honey?” Her husband called through the door, “Are you almost ready? Our reservations are at eight!”

“B-be right out!” She gasped.

Somehow the pleasure filling her body was both omnipresent and almost nonexistent, as though the little globe was somehow vibrating inside her pussy. She could already feel her panties starting to stain but thankfully she managed to suppress any outward signs that she'd stuck an alien device inside her own vagina. Her first steps towards the door were a bit shaky but by the time she opened it to greet her husband she was back in control of herself. Almost immediately the lurid thrill of having something other than her husband's penis inside her vagina started to mount. Every time she looked at her man she felt a little rush of shame and excitement. Whenever he spoke her body would imperceptibly tense and the ball would slide a little deeper into her slit. Had she been thinking clearly she might have wondered how on earth she was going to get it back out of her. But the constant thrum of pleasure echoing from her pussy erased such sensible thoughts from her mind. 

In just the time it took to reach the car Aisha was already growing to question her decision. The sensations emanating from her slit were getting stronger and the harder she tried to pretend they weren't there the more they seemed to take over. She was barely able to focus on what her husband was saying or the city around them as they drove to the restaurant. A thin layer of arousal clung to her inner thighs and nearly every centimeter of her panties were drenched. There was no doubt in her mind: the sphere was definitely vibrating now. It was even starting to heat up, the changes subtle enough to be overshadowed by the more immediate pleasure. At first. Of course they were barely out of the car and through the doors of the restaurant before everything started to hit her at once. Aisha did everything in her power to stay composed while the ecstasy mounted. She managed to hiss out a drink order and nod at her husband's story for a few more minutes as her legs trembled more and more violently.

But when their waiter brought the drinks and asked if they were ready to order the real fun began. She was midway through asking for a salad when she felt an unmistakable click inside her pussy. Her heart skipped a beat and she froze as the once smooth edges of the orb started shifting and the entire ball expanded. The rush of pleasure was immediate and all consuming. As both the waiter and her husband stared at her Aisha started to shake and sweat, her eyes shutting tightly before they could roll back in her head. Her strange little sex toy continued to swell until she felt like it was going to split her in two. It stopped the very instant she could no longer handle the growing mass and was about to cry out in pleasure and pain. Aisha gasped out her order for fear of something else happening and waved away her husband's attempts to help her.

With one hand clutching the table hard enough to make the antique wood creak she quickly pressed the other against her stomach, just above where the orb had swelled up inside her. It was still humming and radiating heat within her pussy and the triple sources of pleasure were proving enormously difficult to handle. She was already on precipice of what seemed like the biggest orgasm of her life and the knowledge that it wasn't because of her husband, wasn't even because of another human being, made it a thousand times more thrilling and shameful. She was so distracted by the toe curling sensations she didn't even notice the looks she was getting from everyone around her. The slow, sporadic trickle of juices emerging from her pussy had turned into a steady stream and it was only a matter of time before it started to drip off the chair and soak the carpet. Yet somehow the notion of making a mess was so far down her list of priorities Aisha couldn't even begin to focus on it.

She hunched over the table like she was experiencing cramps and let out a pent up breath in a weak and futile attempt to alleviate some of the pleasure. Her husband watched her in confusion while the people around looked on with irritation and judgement. After nearly a minute of staring at her he finally mentioned something about needing to use the restroom. Aisha nodded at his words and waved him away, grateful to have one less pair of eyes on her. As he walked by her husband laid a tender hand on her shoulder and softly kissed her cheek, an act that usually made her smile but this time only made her tremble in shame and pleasure. Her body tightened at his touch and the orb buried in her cunt throbbed harder than ever. It was almost like it knew what was going on because the instant her husband disappeared into the bathroom the ball went into overdrive. It started vibrating so hard and so fast Aisha's voice momentarily failed her and she stiffened in shock.

Her surprise only grew as, without any warning, nearly a dozen small tendrils emerged from the orb at the same time. Aisha's eyes widened in shock at her breath caught in her throat, the surge of pleasure and adrenaline filling her body was more than she could possibly handle. The tentacles instantly started to writhe and sway within her pussy, brushing against every inch of her inner walls while she was left in complete and utter disarray. They found her g spot within seconds and wasted no time pressing against it with strangely skillful movements. Her husband returned just as they started to push against her cervix and Aisha couldn't even pretend she wasn't totally overcome by the pleasure. She just barely managed to nod at him as he sat down across from her, the smile plastered on her face totally unrelated to his presence. Though her shame and embarrassment continued unabated the ecstasy filling her body so thoroughly eclipsed them both she didn't even notice them anymore.

Nearly every thought still bouncing around inside her fragmented brain was focused on the almost overwhelming pleasure flooding her body every second. She felt one in particular begin to swell, the slick tendril growing larger and longer with every passing second. In a flash it was emerging from her pussy to wriggle around inside her panties like some sort of horror movie. It brushed against her asshole and for a moment Aisha feared it might try it's luck inside her second hole. Thankfully she was spared the surreality of losing her anal virginity to an alien sex toy when the tendril merely rubbed her tight little backdoor for a moment before bringing it's attention back to her pussy. It caressed and massaged her puffy outer lips in a way no man had ever managed while the others pressed against every sensitive spot within her cunt. Aisha once again had to stifle a moan, the many tentacles buried inside her were far far too good at working together!

She didn't even notice it working a slow but steady path up her slit until it finally found it's mark. A bolt of pure ecstasy lanced through her body the instant the tendril found her clit, Aisha's control finally failing her and a delighted whimper escaping her lips. She couldn't hear a word her husband was saying, the pleasure of the small tentacle coiling around, rubbing, and pinching her hypersensitive nub drowning out the rest of the world. In the blink of an eye a full body, mind shattering orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Aisha flattened herself against the back of her chair and spread her legs as wide as they could go beneath the table. Thick spurts of pussy juice gushed out of her pulsing hole, each one splashing wetly against her stretched and ruined panties and dripping down her ruined legs. Wave after crashing wave of unfiltered bliss coursed through her, the harder her body shook the more her strange little sex aid pushed back. If she'd had any reservations about the usefulness of her new toy at that point they would have been erased as surely as her sexual frustrations.

By the time her orgasm finally started to fade and the world around her began to return Aisha noticed her husband sitting beside her and cupping one of her hands. She watched uncomprehendingly as her husband's lips moved and his eyes darted up and down her sweaty body. He looked more worried than she'd ever seen him but in her post climax euphoria she couldn't care less. The tentacles were still hard at work on her pussy, though their ministrations had slowed considerably and they seemed almost gentle in their movements now. She couldn't even imagine how much of a mess she had to be sitting half slumped in her chair in the middle of the restaurant. Her green skinned friend definitely deserved a thank you for giving her such an amazing gift and Aisha's newly liberated mind knew exactly what to get her.

“Honey? Are you alright? What's going on? Do we need to go to the hospital?!”

“Mmhmmm . . .” Aisha sighed. The creature inside her pussy had let up for a moment, it's movements growing sluggish and allowing her a chance to recover, “O-of course not darling! I've never—” She tensed suddenly as one of it's tentacles brushed against her clit and a little spasm of pleasure arced through her, “I've n-never been better?”

“Are you sure?” His tone and expression indicated he didn't believe her for a second, “You don't seem well . . .”

“Trust me sweetheart! This night out was exactly what I needed!”