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Orgasm She Could Not Control: Part One

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Orgasm She Could Not Control: Part One by J.B. MastTraci Lewis made a fatal error on a business trip to Los Angeles last July. The interior design firm she owned in Boston was well known for creatingdistinctive residential and commercial installations for upscale residentialand corporate clients in the Cambridge area and she traveled to LA frequentlyto supervise her suppliers custom manufacturing work she needed for herprojects. It was a routine trip for her. She had flown to L.A. from the Logan Airportin Boston as usual, took a cab to the studios of Creative Weavers, Inc. inEncino and inspected their work in progress on some unique wall hangings sheddesigned. The work was going perfectly and they assured delivery in Boston onschedule in three weeks. It had been a long flight; and she was tired so she decided to check into herhotel--The Century Plaza--and refresh herself with a long, hot bath and haveroom service deliver her dinner. The room was nicely decorated, she observed, for a large hotel catering tosuch a diverse clientele. The thought of calling her husband crossed her mindbut she decided to do that later. She undressed and while the tub filled withsteaming water, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Youre stillattractive, she smiled to her reflection. She liked her new hair style. Her long, full-bodied red hair was cut shoulderlength in soft curls. Her red hair was not auburn, it was fiery Irish Red.Natural. She tossed her head, admiring the way her curls moved around herhead. She took pride in never having colored her hair. She liked the natural match with her pubic hair. Her bush was full andnatural. She had shaved it only once, a few years ago and had decided themore hair she had on her mound the better she liked it. Tracis body was tall and slender. She stood five feet eight inches high.Her waist was small; her stomach muscles kept taut by a dedicated regimen ofexercise at the club. She cupped her breasts with both hands, enjoying the experience of watchingherself in the mirror. She loved her breasts. At age 38, they were stillfirm and full, measuring a perfect 36 inches. She touched her rose-brownnipples with the tips of her fingers, caressing them. They began to respond.The idea of moving her hands to her vagina occurred to her about the time thetub filled with warm, soothing water. She slipped into it and flicked on the water jet control to release an aquabody massage. The water jets were so soothing, so relaxing. She loweredherself in the water, raising her long legs up onto the side of the tub,positioning herself so that her Venus mound was just an inch away from thehot, foaming, bubbling gush of water. She widened her legs, allowing the fullwater jet to shoot through the open lips of her labia into her hot vagina.She squeezed her nipples with her fingers. Even though she was totallyimmersed in water she could feel her vagina moistening, lubricating. She lifted her pelvis out of the water to admire her pussy, to touch it. Shewas excited by the look of her hot, wetted pubic hair as it raised from thebubbling water. Traci couldnt resist. She began petting it, tracing onelong finger around her outer lips, spread out before her like a delicateflower. She realized she couldnt stop now.She inserted one finger deep inside her pulsating quiver, moving it slowly ina small circular strokes. She used her other hand to gently stretch her pussyopen even wider, exposing her clitoris. It was erect , extended out fromunder its hood. Erotic waves of sex began to move within her. She touchedthe tip of her little clitty very lightly at first, just brushing it with theback of her fingers. Little shivers ran through her body. Her brain askedTerri for more, more. It was at that point, she remembered she had tucked her vibrator inside hersuitcase as she packed in Boston so early that morning. As she inserted thesecond finger in her pussy, Traci thought how wonderful her Travel Matevibrator made her orgasms, often much more intense than she was able toachieve with her hands alone. She decided she had to have it. Quickly, she got up from the tub and moved toward the bedroom without dryingherself. She kept one hand on her woman thing, cupping it as she walked andremoved it only when she needed both hands to unzip her luggage in thebedroom. She took the big, black rubber vibrator from its case and turned itto high as she lay down on the bed and spread her legs. She was breathingfast and heavy in anticipation of the sexual pleasure her vibrator was aboutto deliver. The buzzing noise made her sex juices flow freely, mingling with the hot bathwater running down her thighs. It was ten inches long for deep penetration,and for even greater pleasure, it had a small clitoris stimulator built intoits base. Traci knew exactly how to use it. She turned her body around facing the largemirror and watched herself spread her pussy wide. Just before she insertedthe vibrator, she sunk two fingers inside her vagina and put them into hermouth. She loved to taste her own honey. The vibrator buzzed. Her mentalstimulation was at its peak Her brain silently screamed for the vibrator. Almost the very moment she began fucking herself with it, she heard a keyclick the lock and open the door of her room. A man walked in. (I encourage you to follow this story to the next chapter. The surprises haveonly just begun. Tney go far beyond female masturbation, I assure you.)

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