My new plug-in vibrator gives me my best-ever orgasm!
My lover was in California for a business trip recently, and we spent one evening talking on video cam. After much discussion and laughing about our day, our thoughts naturally turned to more carnal activities, if you know what I mean.
I brought out my new plug-in vibrator, the one that has driven me absolutely crazy the few times I've played with it. I took my clothes off and reclined on the living room carpet, leaning back against the sofa. John stroked his cock as I flipped the 'on' button and pressed the vibrator against my bare, shaved pussy.
Oh, what an incredible sensation! Having a mechanical device give that kind of pleasure is different than using my fingers, partly because it feels a little out of my control, and adds to the excitement.
As the weight of the vibrating head rested on my clit, I could only shudder and groan. I threw my head back onto the cushion and was unable to think about anything. It began to feel almost too good! Have you ever felt such intense pleasure that it almost hurt?
'Oh fuck Babe,' I managed to gasp, almost forgetting that John was watching me on camera. I was so wrapped up in the exquisite near-agony of that incessant, glorious vibrating device that I nearly missed seeing John's first spurt of cum as it flew up into the air and fell back on his hand, still stroking his hard dick.
I forced myself to slow down, intent on watching him coax every drop of that beautiful, oozing liquid from his member, and then I closed my eyes and began to orgasm as well. His sexy moans and shooting cum was too much, and I cried out as I came, arching my back and convulsing with waves of pleasure/pain unlike I'd ever remembered having before.
'Imagine coming like that with me inside you,' John's sultry voice encouraged.
Well, that pushed me even higher! If there's one thing better than having an orgasm, it's having one with a hard cock thrust deep inside my pussy. It went on and on; I wanted to remove the vibrator from my tender clit but for some reason I didn't. I just came and came, my pussy juice dripping from inside me as I thrashed about.
At length, I began to relax and felt the spasms slow, and at last I removed the vibrator from my still-throbbing and sensitive clitoris. My body collapsed, exhausted from the sweet torture, and I could feel the wetness dripping down to my ass and onto the carpet.
My clit was still sore the next morning, but that just made me smile, remembering the incredible orgasm I'd had the night before. In fact, I'm smiling right now, thinking about it. My eyes are turning toward the end table next to the sofa where that vibrator sits, still plugged in.
If you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to be um, otherwise occupied for a little while!