Getting One Over

Sophie, who I wrote about in “Best friend’s panties” had ordered herself a vibrator as close as possible to the one she had borrowed off her mate Sally that time. When the package arrived it lay unopened for a couple of days, then one day it had gone. I was gagging to ask her whether she had tried it yet,(I thought she ought to enjoy it on her own before I attempted a replay of our experience of borrowing her friend’s).  Returning from work early one day that week, I found myself home alone. Secretly I was half hoping to catch her experimenting, maybe the tell-tale buzz of the dildo from the bedroom would reveal her guilty pleasure and I could come in just at the right moment. I knew the sound of her approaching orgasm only too well... Actually the idea of this scenario had got me wanting to take care of my own urges and experience what she must have done on her own by now. I went upstairs to our bedroom and changed out of my work suit. As far as my mini trunks. Coincidentally Sophie had bought them for me that Xmas and I had (rather naughtily) bought her a pair very similar to Sally’s red silk ones she had used to get off in my story. Obviously we had had some great sex in them that night both wearing our Xmas specials, but sadly since then they had just been filed away in her drawer for a special occasion (I hoped). I had continued to use the silky black mini trunks whenever I felt like being horny under my suit. I had actually considered borrowing hers (you’d be surprised how many men do, but was too embarrassed at the idea of being caught). Anyway the mini trunks hugged my cock tightly and never failed to make me aroused. I was hoping that my present to her would have a similar effect and it would spice up our sex life. Obviously something was missing from the equation, that was the dildo which Sophie had only ever used that one time at Sally’s. I knew that we were both equally turned on by that experience, and I was keen to try it again. I had suggested to buy her the dildo and she was quite keen, even helping me select from the online store with its bewildering range of choices. Naturally she chose one similar to her friend’s but surprisingly had gone for the 8 inch model... So now it had obviously been used. So where had she put it? Would it be covered in her juices still? She must have tried it out that day (I went to work before her). There could only be one place. I carefully opened her knicker drawer,(shaking a bit in anticipation). Everything had just been thrown in all jumbled up (unusually for her, she was normally very neat). Lifting up a few pairs of work day control panties and rummaging beneath the forgotten thongs, I found her prize. Out of sight out of mind eh?! There were her special red panties with the amazingly large dildo wrapped up in them and poking out of the end. I couldn’t resist this. She shouldn’t be home just yet.. I lay on our bed keeping the mini trunks on (of course, they had been rubbing my cock on and off all day and it was now rock hard in anticipation of what I was about to do). Unwrapping the hastily rolled panties the dildo fell out onto the bed, and I couldn’t help noticing the red silk panties were still damp at the crotch. Saucy minx! She had obviously been having a go. The dildo was still covered in juice, nearly dry now but smelling sweetly of her horny cunt (this was the first thing I did, then I licked it. After all you should keep toys clean I reasoned). The next thing I was turning it on and caressing my balls with it through the thin silky material of my mini trunks. I was tempted to pull her panties on as well but they were already draped over my face and I was sucking the remains of her orgasm from her gusset. This is when she came through the door. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” (Curiously this is exactly her reaction to the time she caught me going through Sally’s drawers..) It was an inopportune moment, the insistent buzzing of the vibrator against my balls and the horny smell and taste of her crotch was just about to bring me off in my trunks and I was lost in the moment. Sophie however softened a little when I confessed that I just wanted to share her pleasure and couldn’t wait for her to show me. I didn’t have to. She slipped off her work skirt leaving her in sheer pale tights, no knickers, oddly, and grabbed her dildo which was by now buzzing uselessly on the duvet. Before I could protest she pushed me back down on the bed and picked up her panties which I had been about to use for my own purposes, and straddled my chest.  “So you want to know about my private pleasure do you” She teased. “You watch. No touching. This does the job just fine” I knew Sophie got really frustrated at work some days and I suspected that she often got herself off in the shower when she got home. Sometimes we would make love just after that and she was already wet and came quickly. This was one of those days... What happened next really intrigued me. Sophie rolled her pantyhose down to the middle of her thighs revealing her neatly trimmed fanny (I could smell her heady scent now and knew that she must already be wet). Taking the still vibrating dildo she wrapped it in her red silk panties that I had bought her for Xmas and inserted it slowly up her cunt. I had only ever seen her do this once before when she lost her self restraint that morning at Sally’s. When it was about halfway up with the rest of her knickers hanging out she proceeded to pull her tights back up, forcing the dildo further in. I was about to exclaim how much this was turning me on when she put her hand firmly over my mouth and positioned the end of the dildo up against my chest. Parting her thighs wide and pressing herself  down I watched the dildo through her nearly transparent tights, wrapped in the red panties, disappear inside her. Sophie bobbed up and down emitting guttural gasps with one hand on my mouth to keep me quiet and the other supporting herself on my shoulder. I’m afraid I couldn’t keep my hands to myself nor could I control my aching cock. I grabbed her bottom with one hand and pulled myself free of my mini trunks. As I did so a great arc of spunk shot out all over her pantyhose. Sophie went over the edge, removing her hand from my mouth allowing me some air, she grabbed the end of the dildo through her hose and rapidly forced it in and out. All 8 inches of it. Her thighs were shaking and I watched fascinated as she came hard in front of me. Pulling down her tights the dildo and panties plopped onto my chest followed by a stream of liquid. (Sophie was usually a bit embarrassed when she flooded herself in orgasm, but not this time). It splashed onto my chest, this was unbelievably exciting, usually it was the sheets that got it. I tried to wriggle forward to lap it up but Sophie simply picked up the fallen panties, wiped her juices off my chest and stuffed them in my mouth. “Now I don’t want to hear another word out of you”. This was her parting shot as she disappeared into the bathroom taking her dildo with her..