‘Mike’
Our beautiful strapless strap on. Pull on the panties with his attachment on, and clip him in place and you have a cock that is ideal for vaginal or anal fucking.
Emily was out at work, and I was at home, horny and bored. Clearly Miss Brain was feeling horny and bored too, because she told me it would be eight hours until Emily came home and so a quick cum now might settle me down.
When I’m going to masturbate, I run through the things I might do to see if one in particular jumps out at me as the way to go. Hmm…definitely not outside…..builders working on the pool today and concrete mixers and assorted hardware coming and going all day. Not that I’d mind being seen of course, but….nope….not today.
A little panty wetting then? Haven’t done that since before Christmas…..nope. Not that either. I know, let’s wander round the cottage naked…maybe someone will glance in through the windows and see me. Yeah…maybe that…still not 100% convinced though. I wriggled out of my clothes, leaving them in a discarded heap on the fireside chair that I’ve claimed as mine.
Always feels good to be naked, and I felt the beginnings of a nice buzz starting. A ‘nice’ buzz….not a big one though. I wandered around the place and found myself in our bedroom and rummaging through our sex toy drawer. Vibrators, handcuffs, silk ropes, blindfolds…even a whip…and ‘Mike’. I felt strongly drawn to Mike and as I pulled the panties on, I knew I’d got it right.
I fitted him he place and took the bottle of lube we use for anal and lay on the bed. Having lubricated him, I wrapped my fingers around him and ‘wanked’ him. Miss Brain clearly approved. Looking down my body, it wasn’t hard to convince myself that Mike was ‘my cock’. Of course, I couldn’t feel my fingers squeezing him, but the attachment did press on my clit as I wanked him.
I felt transported into a hermaphrodite world. A person with a functioning cock and a cunt. As I worked Mike, I felt myself flooding into the panties, and somehow, deep in my head, I simply knew I was going to cum…I also knew the cum would feel different.
I half closed my eyes which really helped, and watched myself wank Mike, and convinced myself it was my cock….Usually when I masturbate, I like my legs wide apart, but this time I clamped my legs together…very firmly! This enhanced the pressure on my clit and I picked up speed.
Fantasy to go with this? Only one though was in my head. I convinced myself that I was going to shoot semen onto my tummy. I allowed myself a brief pause to get the squirt bottle that holds our lube into my left hand. It has a pump-action top and I knew exactly what I was going to do.
By now, my right hand was really going for it and I felt myself about to cum. As the orgasm hit, I squirted three jets of ‘cum’ from the bottle onto my tummy.
It really felt…..weird? Different? Both of those….but whatever, it felt fucking amazing, and is a way of cumming I’ve never even though of before.
The good thing about ’Mike’ is that he never goes down, so I walked around the house with him sticking out proudly in front of me for a short while.
All good things come to an end, and the panties needed washing, so did ‘Mike’, so a quick clean of him, and I put the panties through a hand wash….never know when Emily will want to be bum-fucked….or me, for that matter. ‘Mike’ lives in a state of constant readiness.
I wonder if any other girls have got off like this?
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