12 comments/ 84908 views/ 4 favorites Good Vibrations By: Lilin Penn Ed came home from work and crawled into bed. "Jamie?" he whispered. "You still awake?" "I'm awake." Rolling over I smiled at him. "I need to talk to you." "About what?" "Look you know I really don't like sex, so I was thinking...why don't you find yourself a lover?" "You want me to find a lover?" suddenly I was very awake. "Yeah." his blue eyes sparkled mischievously, "That way I won't be bothered by your libido." I began to laugh, bitterness dripping off my words. "So I can go out there and just find me someone to satiate my lust? How very noble of you." "Look I'm offering you something most husbands wouldn't. You get to cheat in the open." I rolled back over laughing harder. "As long as it would clear your conscience why the fuck not." "Great." He leaned over to kiss my cheek then snuggled down to sleep. Part of me wasn't surprised at all by his suggestion; I suppose I'd seen it coming. I wiped a lone tear that escaped away. The problem was my ego took a big hit. The anger didn't hit me until days later when lay upon my sofa, reading a cheesy romance novel, dreaming of how perfect life could be with a handsome hunk of a man that was romantic and thoughtful and couldn't keep his hands off me. As I read the happy ending my head began to move in a slow shake. I closed the book and flung it down the hallway. The pages rattled through the air until the dull thud told me the book's brief flight was over. "That prick! Who does he think he is giving me permission to fuck someone else?" "Who's going to fuck someone else?" Beth, my neighbor and best friend asked walking in my front door. I must have been too caught up in self-pity to notice the door opening. "I am! If I can find someone who wants my fat smelly ass!" Beth sighed and shook her head, then went straight to the refrigerator and began rummaging for a Coke. "Since when is your ass fat or smelly?" "When's the last time you took a good look? I'm about 50 pounds heavier since I married that...that..." "Lying, cheating, no-good mother fucker?" Beth supplied missing words with a smile, snapping open her drink. For a moment time stood still as those words sunk in. "Yeah." my head dropped down and tears fell silently down my cheeks. Beth came over and sat next to me on the couch, "So tell me what happened." "He came home from work a few nights ago and told me I could take on a lover, since he doesn't like sex all that much anyway." "Well isn't that kind of him. At least he's thinking about you for once." "I wasn't shocked by it. I know he's been seeing someone else." "Again." Sighing I agreed with her, "Yes, again. But I thought he was interested in me up until a few weeks ago. Remember that day we worked on the garden?" "Yeah he came home early from work and was being all sickly nice." "Well that didn't last long. I was in the bedroom stripping and in walked dickhead. He kissed my neck grabbed my tits and then pushed me on the bed. I like doggie style so I was all for it." "Doggie's good, go on." "He pumped in and out a few times and then..." "And then what?" "And then he went limp." Beth started laughing, almost spewing Coke out her nose. "Beth!" "What?" she fell over holding her side still laughing. "Thanks a lot." I jumped up and went into the kitchen. To occupy my mind I rummaged through my cabinets looking for something I could throw and destroy. "Jamie," she called after me. "I wasn't laughing at you." "Whatever." I slammed a cabinet door. "Honey, I swear...I wasn't laughing at you." I nodded as I pinched the bridge of my nose, hoping it would stop the tears while I collected my thoughts. "What else happened Jay?" Beth came over and rubbed my back gently. "C'mon let's go sit back down." I let her lead me back to the couch, my voice trembling as I spoke. "He shoved me away and said, 'Damn don't you wash that thing? I can't even stay hard long enough to fuck your fat ass!' And then he went to shower." "Fuck him, Jamie!" "I tried. I'm too fat and smelly." "Bullshit! You know what you need? You need a boyfriend that's always hard." "Don't we all." I laughed half-heartedly. "And that doesn't say shit." "That's a definite! Let's go buy you one." "Buy me one? I don't think I want a gigolo." "No silly! We'll get you a vibrator." I turned that idea over in my mind, met Beth's eager eyes and then hopped up off my couch. "Yeah, let's go." Beth smiled, grabbed my hand. Next thing I new we were off on the quest for the perfect vibrator, or at least my first one. * * * Beth walked over to the display against the back wall. Her aqua eyes lighting up as she turned around calling out. "Jamie, I found it!" I closed the gap between us looking over my shoulders nervously. "Bethy was it necessary to yell?" "What is up with you? We've been here before." She laughed at me. "I know that, but I've never shopped for me before." I closed my eyes and shook my head. "Anyway, this is the one I was telling you about. I got one of the rubbery ones not knowing you have to use tons of lube with it." "It looks so...so...big." "It only looks big because of what you've been making do with." Beth moved to stand behind me her chin touching my shoulder. I lowered my voice almost whispering, "Does something like this really feel good?" "It does, but I bet it would be better if I had someone to just do the work and let me lay there." "Beth! Shhhh!" She smiled through a chuckle. "C'mon. We're in an adult toy store, not Disneyland. No one cares. Too bad the rest of the world isn't like that." I ran my fingers through my cap of mousy brown hair, casting a sideways glance at Beth. "Is this crazy?" Hearing the indecision in my voice she relied gently. "No. This is very sane." I let out a nervous giggle. "Ok, this is the one, but in blue." "Are you sure? The red ones are more powerful." "They are?" Beth smirked. "What do you think?" Rolling my eyes I laughed. "Why do I even listen to you?" "Because I'm your best friend. Let's go." I exchanged the red toy for a blue one and we proceeded to the counter. Beth's smiled broadened as she watched me blush again while the clerk put batteries in it to make sure it worked before ringing up the purchase. "Is that really necessary?" I leaned over the counter, asking quietly. The clerk smirked at me, "Yeah. I gotta make sure it works." "Won't I find that out at home?" "Sure, but since we don't do refunds I gotta test it now." "Terrific" I said defeated lowering my head to hide my embarrassment when the biggest butt plug I'd ever seen caught my eye in the case. "Holy shit. Beth?" I pointed to the toy. "Damn." she let out a soft whistle. "Who could use something like that?" The clerk chuckled; "You'd be amazed what one can fit up there." he winked at me and turned my new toy on. "Really?" I queried with a naive grin. "And I was wondering if mine would fit." The clerk turned to me and smiled. "Oh, a little lube and it'll fit nice." "Any recommendations?" "Well water soluble is good, but natural lube is best." "Natural lube?" "Yeah," he said, running his tongue out along his upper lip. "Natural lube. I could show you, if you wanted." My cheeks burned at the thought of inviting this stranger back to my place for a "nooner". Beth set her credit card on the counter to pay for my new toy. "It's my treat, Jamie." "Jamie, is it?" the clerk asked leaning over the counter a bit. I smiled, biting my bottom lip nervously. "Yes." "Well Jamie, this toy is multi-speed." "Is that good?" "Sure is, that means you control how soft or hard it vibrates." He reached out taking my hand and placing the tip of the toy in my upturned palm, "Feel this?" he asked, adjusting the power. His fingers began to stroke the back of my hand as he looked back to me. "This is the lowest setting." "Mmmm, not bad." I said quietly. "Now this is high." His hand wrapped around mine holding it around the shaft, "Feel how hard that is? I'm betting you'll like it nice and hard." I nodded not sure I could breathe. "There's different speeds in between, you'll just have to find what works for you." "Seems easy enough." "It is." He shut it off, put it carefully back in the package, rang up the sale, and then wrote something on the bag. "You can call if you have any questions or need any help." The clerk handed me the bag and I grabbed Beth's hand practically dragging her from the store. Once the door was closed behind us, I began laughing. Beth walked ahead to the car and opened the door for me smiling at the blush still staining my chubby cheeks. "You're still blushing!" She laughed before fanning her face "He was a hottie!" Beth licked her lips. I glanced back to the store as I eased myself into the car. "Do you think so?" I peeked in my bag to view my new toy again. "Ok," I began as my friend slid into the driver's seat. "He was kinda cute, but is he romantic and thoughtful like the hunks in the cheesy books?" "Who cares?" She shrugged. I looked down at the bag, noticing a phone number written on it. "Hmmm, maybe I should call him later? After all he gave me his number and Ed told me I could find myself a lover." "He What?!" "He gave me his number, not the store's. Look, it's right here. Dave 76.." "NOT THAT! Jesus, Jamie are you dense?" Beth smacked her hands on the steering wheel. "What the hell did Ed say now?" "Oh, that's what I was telling you earlier. Ed came home a few nights ago, told me he didn't really like sex, so I could find myself a lover." I looked at her curiously, "Hello, you were all for him thinking of me for once..." "You didn't tell me that part!" "I didn't?" I queried, though I was pretty sure I had. "No. He really said that?" I nodded sadly. "Yeah." "What a cocksucker!" "I don't think he's into that. My guess would be he's munching carpet; probably the new secretary's." "Who the fuck cares who he's getting it on with! The man is still dogshit for telling you that!" "Maybe," I began. "But I don't know it might be fun to try and find a man who is romantic and thoughtful and can't keep his hands off me." "Yeah well...." Beth shook her head as she pulled into traffic. She never finished her sentence and didn't say anything else during our brief trip home. I fumbled with my new toy, re-reading the package a half-dozen times. A smile spread across my face as began to imagine how it might feel. The car was barely parked before I was out the door and scurrying toward my flat. "Thanks, Bethy," I said, fumbling with my key. "My pleasure." Her words barely registered. Neither did what I didn't hear, the rattle of her keys. I threw open my door and push it closed just as quickly. Leaving a trail socks and shoes behind me, I made a beeline for my bedroom. Once there, I flipped my toy onto my bed, then pulled my shirt off and tossed it into the hamper. "Two points!" My jaw fell. I spun to see my friend in the entryway, one hand snaking up the doorframe, the other on her hip. "Beth?!" I gasped. "I was just wondering," she began, her voice trembling as she paused, her throat flexing with a swallow. "Does it have to be a man?" My head fell to one side. "Does what have to be a man?" "You know someone to be romantic and thoughtful and can't keep their paws off ya." I just stared at her trying to gauge whether it was a joke, or something more. Several seconds later, I decided to hope for the latter. I took a step toward her. "Did you have someone in mind?" "You know Jamie, that bra looks uncomfortable." Beth chuckled walking over to me. Her hands shook as they traced the swell that was popping out of the top of the lace. My throat was dry and I forced myself to swallow. "It is rather small." Beth smiled sighing softly as she reached behind me to unbutton the snaps. Her eyes grew wide as my breasts pushed forward out of the sadistic tit-sling with a vengeance. They bounced and it felt wonderful to have them free. Beth's hands cupped them before they had settled, giving them a gentle squeeze. "No." I whispered. Her hands stilled, "No what?" Smiling I grabbed her shirt pulling her into my embrace. "It doesn't need to be a man." Beth nodded, then leaned. I wanted to close my eyes but couldn't. I wanted to watch as her lips made contact with mine. A moan escaped right before our skin touched. Her free hand slid along my side, then between our bodies to my bare breast. Her thumb brushed over my nipple sending shivers through me. I gasped, opening my mouth. Her tongue took advantage at once, darting inside. She licked the inside of my mouth, pulled back and then licked my lips. Her thumb began to trace circles around my nipple. Moaning softly, I arched my head toward her, an invitation she accepted at once. I nipped her bottom lip before plunging my tongue into her mouth. It was like kissing a cloud of passion. It was so different from kissing my husband. There was no rough unshaven skin. Her skin was warm, smelled like honeysuckle, and tasted better. I slid my shaking hands under her shirt feeling a rush of excitement and anxiety like a sixteen-year-old virgin. Unsnapping her bra, I ran my nails around from her back causing her skin to pop up in goose bumps. Beth took a step back, pulling her tee shirt off. My breast felt naked without her touch. I reached up, cupping them, massaging them gently. It didn't feel anywhere as wonderful as her hands did. I watched as she slid her bra off each arm. When our eyes met, and I caught her smile, I realized she was doing a strip tease for me. My eyes locked on her hands. I licked my lips in anticipation. Beth unbuttoned her jeans, swaying her hips and slid them down. As she turned I saw she was wearing a thong. Reaching out I felt the string between her ass cheeks and gave it a tug. I released my hold giggling as it snapped against her skin. "Aren't thongs uncomfortable?" "Mmmm, it wasn't until you snapped it." She wiggled her ass at me, bent over at the waist and slid the thong off. I gasped as I watched her naked pussy, glistening with dew, open before my eyes. I'd never seen a shaved pussy in person before; and Beth's was more beautiful than I expected, especially naked, ready, almost vulnerable. I breathed once through my open mouth, then caught my tongue teasing my lips. Even inhaling through those lips, I caught a whiff of her. I closed my mouth and wondered for a moment if she could possibly taste as good as she smelled. Beth stood up turning to face me. I trembled realizing it was my turn to strip for her. I took a step back before attempting to unbutton my jeans. My hands shook, and I couldn't seem to get the first button undone. I was taking a second to catch my breath when I felt Beth's fingers comb my hair, pulling it from my eyes. I looked up and swallowed. "Beth, I don't know about this..." My protest was cut short as Beth gave my hair a gentle tug to lean my head back as her lips caught mine taking my breath away. Our breasts were against one another and I could feel her hardened nipples on my skin. Her lips were lush as they suckled my bottom lip in, making their way to the corner of mouth and back. I moaned raising my arms to embrace her. Beth's hands released their hold on my hair only to slide down my arms. She groaned, finally taking hold of my hands. I could feel her trembling and that relaxed me somewhat, knowing she must be feeling some of the same things I was. Slowly she brought my hands up to cup her breasts. They were smaller than mine, but just as soft. She ran my fingertips over her nipples, shivering. Beth broke our kiss by moving her kisses down my neck, to my chest and then taking one of my nipples into her mouth. "Oh. Oh God." I moaned the words out holding onto her breasts to steady myself. Beth released her hold to begin lapping at my wet nipple. Each stroke was tantalizing as the cool air hit it and her warm mouth made it melt. She kissed her way over to my other nipple pausing before giving it the same heavenly treatment. "Don't want to make this one jealous." I almost choked on the breath of air was I was inhaling when her mouth closed over my hardened peak, pinching her nipples in the process. Beth let out a deep groan vibrating my nipple and I felt my knees begin to buckle. "Mmm Bethy..." I moaned squeezing my thighs together. She stepped back, kissing my lips before her able hands unbuttoned my jeans for me. I watched as she slowly dropped to her knees before me taking my jeans with her. Her aqua eyes were alive with passion. She leaned, pressing her face to my crotch taking a deep breath. I felt my shoulders clench against one another as I waited, expecting her face to crinkle with disgust. Instead, she mumbled, "God, that's good," before closing her eyes and breathing again. "Beth," I said, almost in a whimper. "I need to take a shower." "Not yet," She whispered. "But when I'm done you will." With that she pushed her face back to my panty-covered muff. Still breathing, Beth reached up and hooked her thumbs in the waist of my 'granny panties' giving them a tug. She smiled up at me before giving me a gentle push to lie back on the bed. Fear crept in at the edges of my psyche. What if she thought I smelled? I tried to get up and her hands held me firmly down. Wiggling I fought against her grasp. "Beth, please I need to bathe. You don't need to pretend." "No," she insisted in a whisper. "You don't need to." The words were as firm as her grip on my panties. She pulled, dragging the fabric down over my pudgy thighs. "And you're not going to." I watched as she brought my panties to her face to take a deep breath. She moaned and when her eyelids opened there were pools of aqua shimmering with lust. She brought them to my face, pressing them to my nose. "Tell me that smells bad." I tried to turn my head away from what I thought would make my stomach turn. "Beth, stop." "No." She followed my nose. The musky odor filled my nostrils, and I waited to be repulsed. Yet no such repulsion came. It was just me, my smell. Why had I let him convince me it was bad? Beth ran her fingers through my furry muff, tossing my panties into the corner of the room. I began to tense as I felt her lips press tiny kisses on my thighs, up to my pussy. She brought her head closer and moved her fingers so she could nuzzle me with her chin before burying her nose in my wetness. I tensed as I felt her tongue trace my slit; her fingers were working on spreading my lips apart so that her tongue could plunge in. A moan escaped my lips as I felt the stiff member working its way up to my clit before tracing circles around it. "Beth!" Her fingers dug into my thighs, her mouth covering as much of my pussy as she could. Her moan was muffled as she licked and sucked me. My fingers were aching as I clutched the comforter, arching my hips to meet her hungry mouth. "Oh God, Bethy!" I heard a chuckle rumble from her, and she pulled her mouth from my pussy leaving it open and exposed to the cool air. "Nooooo, please don't stop." "I have to, Baby. So I can try out your new toy." Her voice was husky as she reached over, popped open the plastic protecting my new toy and let it whirl to life. I watched with lust as she licked the length of it then twisted her tongue around it. Jealousy raged through me! I wanted that talented tongue on my pussy, not teasing a piece of plastic! Her smile was wicked as she pulled my toy from her mouth and traced it down my neck, over each of my nipples before heading for my waiting pussy. I felt the vibrations as she traced my lips, taking her time before pressing the tip in to rest on my hardened clit. Good Vibrations I jumped feeling an electric shock run though me, instinctively opening my legs to make sure she had enough room. Her breath was warm against my nether lips as her finger slipped inside me. "Mmmm, Jamie. You're so wet and yummy." Her finger slid out and the vibrator took its place. I could feel it stretching me open. I groaned, loving the way it filled me. My hips had a mind of their own as they began to find a rhythm. All my lover had to do was hold the toy in place. Beth nipped at my clit, using her thumb to rub it as she urged me on. "That's it, sexy. Fuck that cock!" "I wanna taste you." My voice came out as a whine, "Please." Without hesitation or words she swung her body around to straddle my face. "Run your tongue on my slit and then plunge it in." her voice was firm. "I love to have my ass fingered, so don't be shy." I took a deep breath and inhaled the pungent scent of her. Spreading her naked lips I did as she instructed. My tongue ran along her smooth lips all the way up to her ass. "Jay, taste me." she groaned before biting my thigh. All the while, she continued to pump the toy in and out of my aching pussy. I felt bold as I let my tongue lap the outside of her puckered hole. I felt her stiffen and tremble, leaving me with a feeling of power. I grasped her hips and pulled them to my face. I loved her scent, so similar to my own. I loved the way she felt beneath my tongue. I loved her wetness covering my face. I let my hands massage her butt cheeks taking my time in getting closer to her puckered hole, peeking just above my nose. Beth wiggled her hips, pushing on my face so I could plunge my tongue in farther. Her excitement was contagious and I found myself anxious to see what it would feel like to finger her ass. Twisting my head a bit, I nibbled along her outer lips. My right hand smacked her ass playfully before I slipped a finger into her pussy to get it wet. Once it was soaked I made my way back to her ass, tracing the rim before slowly pushing it in. "Oh fuck yeah!" Beth cried out and I felt the wetness on my face increase. Her liquid love burned my eyes, but I was too excited to stop now. I pushed my finger in as far as I could, then began a fast pistoning motion. My left hand held her lower back in place so I could nibble and suck her clit in sync with my hand. "Jay! Oh...God! I'm...oh...gonna cum!" her body trembled with my touch and I felt her shove the vibrator deep in me. Her free hand was furious rubbing my clit and before I could understand what was happening I felt the muscles in my legs tighten, my entire body shook and an orgasm ripped through me! My legs snapped together like the delicate petals of a Venus Flytrap, holding the source of my pleasure in place. Suckling her clit, held my hand steady and let the waves of pleasure take over my body. Beth hit her orgasm a moment later and I felt as if I were going to drown in her juices. I wanted all of it, every bittersweet drop she could give me! I realized I was spent when my body was still enough that I noticed my breathing, loud and erratic. I noticed hers was as well, but I still said nothing; nor did I move until Bethy rolled off of me, pulling my new toy out. "Damn. I need a glass of wine, a long hot bath and you back in my bed later." her husky voice broke the silence we were in. "I've always wanted to use your garden tub." "Got wine?" "Of course." I laughed thinking of the Pinot Grigio that had been chilling in my fridge for months. Beth spun and climbed back over me. Her lips skimmed the tops of mine. "Perfect," she whispered and instant before her lips again meshed with mine. The ends of those lips curled upward as I tasted myself on her. I sighed happily, "Fuck me like that again and you'll never get rid of me!" She popped upward much sooner than I wanted her too. "Let's go sexy," she said. "Grab what you need. Don't forget the wine." She winked at me as she slid Ed's robe on. "I'll go get the water ready." I smiled, finding I had some energy left too. I put on my robe, then thought of my husband. "I better leave a note for Ed." Beth's brows furrowed curiously. "Why?" "Because I should." She shrugged. "Ok. Meet you in the tub." "I should warn you, Bethy. I meant what I said about not getting rid of me." "We can hire movers for the weekend." She smiled slyly at me. "OK, Lover. I'm off to get our bath drawn. Don't be long." I scribbled up the note quickly smiling proudly as I read it aloud to myself. Dear Ed, Thanks for your offer to cheat, I'd be here tonight to let you know all the details but, I'm afraid I'll be too busy with that lover you probably didn't think I could find. I'll accompany some movers this weekend to clear out my things. Thanks so much, Jamie I drop the note on our bed by the used toy and the wet spots then went home to be with my best friend and lover. Good Vibrations All night and this morning I thought about how it should be when we would next get together..... I'd start by teaching you how to finger fuck me like a pro...just how I like it - slowly, thoroughly and very deeply...pushing one finger in my already wet pussy, then another and another. You instinctively ignore my silently begging eyes and not so subtle pushes onto your slick fingers. Slowly pushing your fingers in and out of my hole, really making my pussy work before bringing my juices up to my clit and gently working them over the nub until I'm gently panting...crying out for you to satisfy me further with your already hard tool. I decide I'm good and wet, and over round to sit on your face and ride your tongue so you can taste me. I flip around so you can still lick my pussy, but now I can suck you off too. Licking your tight balls and working my tongue up and down your shaft I finally suck you into my hot mouth and work your cock as deep into my throat as possible. I enjoy sucking you off from this lofty height...I can train my mouth and throat for the lenght of your shaft slowly fucking my own throat - pushing myself to take you into my oral depths a little deeper and for longer each time, covering more of your dick with the the slick juices from my mouth with each decent. I can see your balls working up and down in your skin begging for a release...so I tease you, pulling back and merely licking and blowing on the tip of your rod, sucking only the plum into my mouth, then rapidly plunging down your shaft to bury your cock into my now open throat hole. I my nose is up against your skin, I can smell you and its addictive...Your hips grind down into the bed then sporadically buck upwards in a vain attempt to fuck my mouth...instead I sit up and really press my pussy into your face so your nose is virtually impaled on my pretty butthole. I reach forward to give your thighs a few nasty pinches and that brings you into line, realizing that you'll only have the air to wank you off should you carry on like that...I can tall you've settled down concentrating on making me really happy and filling my pussy with your tongue. Once your constant and spirited licking had made me come I get off your wet face and get to my knees between your legs so i can finish you off...sucking on your cock, licking your balls and sliding my tongue into your sweet arsehole. I lube up a finger and slide my wet digit it into your hot tight hole telling you how good it looks and what a dirty perverted fucker you are for loving every minute of it. After calling all the degrading names I can think of...I stop only to carry on working your cock with my mouth until you simply can't take the gentle milking motions anymore. You pull back so you can look directly into my eyes and see your cock-head being cradled on the tip of my tongue...I wink at you, your head falls back, I hear you groan deeply and unceremoniously explode your thick salty load all over my tongue. I selfishly savor, then swallow your cum but crawl up your long frame, straddle your exhausted body and kiss you deeply so we can taste each other, then settle down on you so you can stroke my body and I can relax my aching jaw! ****************************************** Once we've recovered, showered together and toweled each other down you demand we get straight back to bed. I give you such a stinging sobering slap to the face I can see your eyes water and calmly inform you I give the orders today. You look at the ground and meekly ask if there's anything that you can do for me. I instruct you to moisturize my entire body and walk through to the bedroom ahead of you, laying out on your bed so I can fully relax. You labour over my strong thighs, back, shoulders, arse and arms...I'm almost drifting to sleep when I hear you very quietly ask if I'd like to turn over, I do and you quickly return your attentions to the more female aspects of my body. Closing my eyes and I think about all the nasty things I've got planned for you. My body becomes hotter as you pay special attention to the tops of my thighs and my breasts, I feel you hesitate over my nipples and instinctively know you are desperate to pinch them, or slip a curious digit into my quim to see if I'm as excited as you obviously are. I can feel you quivering and take a surreptitious glance at your crotch to see your member painfully erect and slapping against your stomach as you work your way down my shoulders and arms. I look into your eyes and see you begging for the permission to take this erotic act of adoration to the next level. You tongue snakes out of your mouth and licks your parched lips...and I know you are recalling the taste of my pussy. But you can see the unyielding, haughty expression on my face and i see the moment when you resign your hopes to my demands. I'm enjoying being the rubbed down and you know you're not finished till i say you are. After 10 more minutes I'm satisfied and allow you to stop. By the time I look up - feeling comfortable and refreshed - your cock is leaking pre-cum down its shaft in steady rivulets. I look at it...so tempted to put my lips to its purple head and slide the slick dome against my full lips for a taste...my mouth waters but I steel my desires for both our sakes. Instead I sit up slip on my underwear and one of your shirt and stiffly instruct you to put your clothes and shoes on...Your sweet face looks so confused and horrified - believing of course that I'm finishing our session when you're at your most explosive...and perhaps even plan to send you out of your own home...But with a sulky glance and a sexy pout you struggle into your clothes, taking extra care when attempting to shove your still raging member into very tight jeans. I call you over, look up into your eyes and rub my face against your straining groin...enjoying the heat I can feel even through the cloth and thinking about the moist slickness inevitably coating your boxers. I pull you down to eye level and whisper softly into your ear "you've been such a good boi baby...I'm proud of you. But I'm very thirsty and want you to get me a drink before I let you fuck my sweet...tight...hole...and yes...it's wet lover". I know you now have a smile on your face and as I turn your face to mine, and kiss your lips hungrily I have to once again reminding myself, desperately - not to pull you down over me a dry hump your strapped up package until you cum in your trousers. I instruct you to get me my favorite bottle of Cava and some strawberries...and with every ounce of seriousness I can muster, inform you that if you return home without that hard on for me you will receive the spanking of your life. However, if it can be maintained, (despite your shame being reflected in the faces of the public you'll doubtlessly encounter!), I'll allow you to spank me! I can see your relief at knowing that play time isn't over, but again you are clearly concerned and worried by my request. Feeling very pleased with myself i take my cigarettes, walk to the lounge and plonk myself on your sofa, I switch on the TV and place my feet up on the coffee table. As you go to leave I take one more glance at your humbled face, smile and light my cigarette...very satisfied - knowing you'd rather I didn't smoke in your house! ********************* You've been home for 10 minutes, fixed us both drinks and proudly unleashed your still heavily erect cock. I can sense how happy the look of disbelief on my face makes you....You sit down and I ask you to tell me how you kept it in that state for nearly 30 minutes of running errands. "First, while walking I thought about how much I wanted to spank you...and that was enough, then after a while my mind wandered and I realized I was thinking about the match tomorrow...I knew how angry you'd about my being distracted by the rugby...and, that this would only make you spank me all the harder," you give me a naughty smile and said "actually that made me rock hard again! When I got to the shop I walked along the aisles looking for your bottle and took the opportunity to rub my cock in my trousers. I was feeling great!...then I looked up and saw the counter girl looking at me in the mirror above the meat in the back of the shop...The shame of having to then go back and pay for the bottle was humiliating...and to top it all off caused my erection to shrink!" I ask how you solved the problem having clearly returned to me hard. You explain that as you were leaving the shop you saw a bus which runs past your house jumped on it, you went right to the back of the bus and sat by the engine...the warm seat with its intense vibration at every stop on the way home was enough to return the blood flow to your semi hard member! I was impressed...you are such a clever boi...I tell you so and lead you back to the bed room. I tell you for the next 10 minutes you're in charge and can treat and speak to me however you wish with no fear of reprisals. You smile and pull me in to kiss you - for once I'm pliant and receive your kisses tenderly, just as the passion builds between us, you slide your hand into my hair roughly and pull my head away. Walking me over to the bed you push my face into the mattress so my legs are straight and my knickered arse is 100% in the air and accessible, I turn my head to the side - you can see the look of pure shock on my face and you give me a sinister smile. Shock...turns to worry. You come to my left side, grab my right arm and twist it into the small of my back...reaching further down you glide your hand over my arse, feeling the expanse of my cheeks and dipping your finger into my pussy - which is and has been dripping since my you left the house. Abruptly you then begin smacking my arse with practiced ease. Each powerful stoke has me crying out, wiggling and writhing but I maintain my position as my arm is almost painfully trapped by your other hand. After 20 intense smacks punctuated by soft stokes you stop, get down on your knees and gently lap at my arsehole. I'm mewing with pleasure when I feel you your palms heavily reconnect with my arsecheek once again first the left then the right, you never take your face away from my arse and I soon succumb to an avalanche of sensations. My cunt spews cream down my thighs and you gently lay me down on your bed and lick me clean. Once you've finish, I inform you your time is over and hope you enjoyed yourself. Now you look very satisfied with yourself and comment the humiliation was totally worth while. I pull you onto the bed and straddle you removing the last of our clothing and underwear. When we are naked I lie on you pressing my tits into your chest and rubbing my clit over your hard shaft as we kiss. I slowly push your cock into my very tight but extremely wet hole. Your size stretches me but I love the fullness...the pressure in my abdomen feels totally complete, I work down slowly one inch at a time and realize my sensitive pussy will forever be cuming for your prick. That's when I look down and see a look of pure bliss on your face and know that the pussy trap - set for centuries by women just like me - has shut once again...and you're in deep! I begin to ride you until you are crying out, begging me to fuck you harder so you can cum. At this point I know we are both getting close...I pull up and turn over, poke my arse in your direction and tell you to take the reigns on your first fuck of my pussy. You slowly enter me from behind...getting deeper and deeper with every thrust, pounding my pussy harder and harder. You lean forward grab my tits and pinch my nipples, then hold me tightly. Your fucking slows down, you kiss me deeply...really feeling the whole length of your cock sliding in and out of my tight hole, I reach down to rub my clit and your balls, giving myself one last flick, I cum...drenching your cock and clamping down on your rock hard tool with my spasming pussy muscles. This pushes you over the edge and with one last hard thrust you pull out and shot your cum over my arse. Good Vibrations Steph had worked at the same ambulance company for several years. She liked the work, the different kinds of calls, the people and her co-workers were, overall, pretty great people. Though she was an Emergency Medical Technician-Basic, and normally worked a truck, she had been rotated into dispatch for a couple of months. It was actually a blessing since winter was here and working outside, especially having to lug people around in the cold and on ice was a bit much. She welcomed the chance to just go to work and stay in a nice warm dispatch office. The way the company headquarters were set up with simple enough. The office area was on the second floor and fairly spacious with the company owner' office being in one corner and various other offices surrounding an open area in the middle. Almost directly across from the dispatch room was the accounting/billing department where Sue worked. Sue was a bit older than Steph, about 60 or so, but she was attractive and carried her age very well. She had a wonderful sense of humor and personality. She worked usually three days and two evenings a week which gave her the chance to get caught up with no interruptions. Now and then she'd saunter over to dispatch and just chat with whoever was in there that night, lately, Steph. Dispatch wasn't a BIG room, but it was adequate for up to three dispatchers but it was rare to have more than one on any given night or evening. Days was different, lots of transfers, chair car calls and the like in addition to the emergency runs. There was a large window which looked into the office area. From time to time Steph and Sue would catch site of each other and wave. It became a running joke for them. It was nice having someone around since the crews were often satelliting hospitals or if in the 'barn', down stairs trying to catch some sleep or watching TV. One evening Sue came over to dispatch and she and Steph started talking about all sorts of things. Of course, as luck would have it, sex came up. "I'm beginning to feel like either Dr. Joyce Brothers or Emmanuelle," Steph thought, but she was getting a kick out of the conversation and just how open and frank this 60 year old was being. "I have a challenge for you," said Sue. "You said you have a remote control vibrator? Me too." "Ok, that's nice," said Steph with just a tad of nervousness. "What are you suggesting?" " We bring in our vibrators and trade remotes." "Why would we do that?" asked the now very curious Steph. "I bet it would be a real hoot to mess with each other." The discussion went on like that for about five minutes before Steph reluctantly agreed. The following night both brought in their toys and exchanged remotes. "I'm not sure this makes any sense," declared Steph. "Just tell me you have your toy on, or in, or whatever yours does," said Sue. "Yes, it is. Sheesh. I don't really get this, but hell, whatever. Gotta pass the time, right?" replied Steph. "And honestly," She continued, "This only seems like a win for you, not me, or hell anyone for that matter." "Don't be a party pooper." And off went Sue to her office. Steph just sat there for a few minutes. Then, not knowing what to do at this point, went back to her crossword puzzle. Almost an hour passed and Steph thought, "She's done nothing. I don't get it. Then again, neither have I.' She hit the button and from across the office area she heard a "WOOOOO!" It was on. The radio came to life, "Ambulance 5 to Radio, we'll be going off for a dinner break, location 10-2." Steph leaned forward and keyed the mic, "Ok A-5, I have you WOOOOOOOOO, uh, 10-2." "Everything OK in there?" came the befuddled response. "Roger that. All is well. Thought I saw a mouse." Steph began to laugh and looked over at Sue who was laughing even harder. Steph hit the button and held it on high for about a minute. She watched as Sue just sort of shivered. Steph was on the phone with a routine transfer call from one hospital to another. She looked over at Sue, glared and keyed up the mic again. "A-2, please head to Mt. Ida Hospital, floor 5 in the Clemson wing for a transfer to Fineburg House Psych unit." "A-2 Roger." She got through that one. "A-5, we're clearing our break." "Ro-WOOOOOOOOO-ger." "A-5 to Radio, should A-2 swing by and pick you up on the way to Fineburg?" "Negative. Mouse." Steph was trying hard not to laugh. She wanted to be angry, but it WAS funny. Again, she hit the button on HIGH, then she shifted gears and hit the alternate speed button (nice addition, she thought) and kept it going for about 2 minutes. Sue was beginning to make lots of noise. Then Steph shut it off abruptly. "hee hee hee," she giggled to herself. "Radio, this is Ambulance 3, we've FINALLY cleared the Leonard Shelter and it was a patient refusal after all that." "Ro..." she hestitated and looked over at Sue who seemed too stunned to do anything. "...ger that. I have you clear at 2137." Just as she released the transmission button, Sue hit the button and kept it at high for what seemed like forever. In the meantime.... "A-8, we've just been flagged down at Morton Ave. and Sunset Road. We've got someone vomiting. We'll advise." "Uh, yeah, do that, uh......oh" this time Sue had almost gone too far. Lives could be at stake here and Steph was a bit too dizzy to do her job correctly. She turned Sue's on and just set it aside on LOW. After a bit, A-8 cleared (someone ate something on a dare and it didn't work out), and everyone else was clear and available. Sue was nearly passed out in her office, as Steph could clearly see. She marched in and grabbed her own remote from Sue's hand. "Ok lady," She growled, "That's enough for now. YOU can get off, I'VE got pay attention or people DIE!" and stormed out of the office nearly tripping over a chair, bouncing off a file cabinet and knocking over a floor lamp. Damn, she had hit the button as she took the remote and it was on high. The end of the shift came and as the overnight dispatcher came in; Steph went in and woke Sue up. Sue had collapsed and fallen asleep; Steph had "forgotten" to turn off Sue's vibrator. It had only stopped when the batteries died. Both of them began to laugh as they left and Steph called out to the new dispatcher, "Watch out, there might be a mouse in there!" The overnight dispatcher just looked around, shrugged and said, "Whatever." Good Vibrations When we were in our mid-fifties, my wife, Kathy and I were always looking for ways to spice up our sex life. One night we were watching a late night TV show called "Real Sex" and they had a segment featuring a remote controlled vibrator that piqued my wife's interest. The woman in the segment described how she used it to have orgasms in public and how getting off while everyone around you has no idea what you are doing was a major rush. The woman described how her partner using the remote at unexpected times, heightened her pleasure since she never knew where or when it was going to happen. Kathy searched the internet and found one that looked like the one depicted on the show and ordered it. The unit was supposed to provide the silver bullet remote unit with some feedback so you could tell what it was doing. The thought of using the vibrator in public was really on her mind; the package could not have arrived soon enough. Once the vibrator arrived, she promptly put it all together, and we gave it a test. Oh, by the way, it had five different modes, each with a different vibration pattern. The only problem was the remote did not give any feedback, so you had to keep track of the clicks. After experimenting so much, the battery died. Of course it was not a common drug store battery, so we had to mail order extra replacements. After putting in new a battery, we were ready for operation. We planned to go out to dinner with our widowed friend Art, so I suggested that this would be a good public test run. Kathy was hesitant, but agreed, but said, "You have to stop it if we are discovered." She didn't want to cause a scene in front of Art but on the other hand, she was excited about the prospect of having a public orgasm. She expected to act naturally with Art and not let on that she was having an orgasm. This was going to be a hard trick, having an orgasm while sitting next to Art without letting him know what was happening, but that was part of her fantasy. I had to admit that the prospect of remotely controlling her orgasm in public was quite a turn on, probably more so with Art being with us. I was wondering how she was going to keep herself under control while her pussy vibrated, I looked forward to an interesting evening. Kathy selected her new teal sleeveless knot front dress; the top design shows ample cleavage of her braless breasts and the short skirt displays her tanned legs. She put on her crotch less panties and carefully inserted the vibrator and was ready for the evening's action. We picked up Art at his house and left for the restaurant with Art in the back seat and Kathy in the front. On the drive to the restaurant, Kathy was exchanging pleasantries with Art then I gave the remote a few test tries to check the operation, Kathy gave me the "look" and I had to stop the vibrator. We opted to set in a dimly lit back booth. Art and Kathy are on one side and I am on the other so I can watch Kathy's expressions. Art being a former football player, dwarf's Kathy's petite five foot frame as she sat beside him. You almost can't see her from the side as Art's giant body hid her from view. We were having a few pre dinner drinks and some interesting conversation when I put my hand in my pocket and gave the remote a test. Kathy eyes get wider and I can see she was under the influence of some good vibrations. I had to look at Kathy facial expressions to see when it stopped. So its five clicks to get it to stop, when it stops, I got a nod from Kathy. After we finished the main course and a few more drinks I tested the remote again, I have lost count of where I am in the pattern, Kathy is not saying anything but has a pleasured look on her face, so it must be still working. I pulled out the remote to check it and Art asked what I am clicking away. I must have clicked the remote enough times to complete the cycle, because Kathy sighed "Whew." Art had a puzzled look as I started to explain the remote control vibrator story to him, Kathy motions to me to give her the remote. I feel like the little kid whose mom took his toy away. She placed it on the table beside her plate, so now the silver bullet is now prominently on display. Art surprised me as he took the remote as if he was going to inspect it, then started clicking away, "I have to try this." Kathy shocked by the sudden start of one of the vibration patterns said, "Oh yea." then Art clicked again. Feeling nothing from the remote, he was perplexed and said, "It doesn't seem to be doing anything." Kathy initially was concerned about the buzzing sound coming from her pussy, but the restaurant background noise provides the perfect camouflage for the vibrations. Neither Art nor I could hear any hint of noise. Art not hearing any buzzing or feeling any feedback in the remote asked Kathy, "Is it working." She smiles and said, "It sure is," but Art was not satisfied with her answer. He asked again, "Is it working ... How I can tell? ... I don't hear anything, you sure it's working?" Kathy took Arts hand, put it in her crotch, and said, "Can you feel that?" Art said, "No, I can't feel anything." He clicked the remote again putting the vibrator in a pulsing mode, Kathy started squirming as her pleasure mounted. She moved Art's hand under her skirt to her panty-covered pussy and said, "Feel it now?" Art said, "Yes, barely." and clicked the remote again. This was the final cycle and the vibrator quit. Art said, "Did it stop?" "Yes, it finished the fifth cycle," Sounding as if she was referring to a washing machine. Art placed the remote back in front of Kathy. Now the waiter comes and asks if we want desert, at first we all declined, but then Kathy asked Art if he would share a piece of cheesecake with her. Art agreed to the cheesecake and I decided to have a coffee. After the desert came, Art asked Kathy, "Are you enjoying the vibrator?" "Yes," then she goes on to explain that this is the first outside the house public test and it seems to be working as advertised. "It's knowing I am having an orgasm sort of in public, that's the turn on for me," adding "it helps that you are here with me." Art said he wished they had one of these years ago for him and his wife to try. With that, Art picked up the remote control and clicks it, then he put his hand back on Kathy's pussy, which is now completely wet. She didn't object to Art's hand, maybe it was the effect of the alcohol or the sexual tension building in her. He declared to Kathy, "I can feel it," As if that would make his hand being there all right. I didn't know if he was referring to her pussy or the vibrations. He said, "Five cycles, so this must be number 1" Kathy nods yes. He left it there for about a minute and said, "Let's try number 2" and clicked the remote again. Kathy nodded yes. Then Art said he can't really feel anything anymore and inserted his finger partway into Kathy's wet pussy. She almost looked like she was going to object, but Art said, "Now I can feel it." Kathy's face was starting to sweat and she was holding back sounds of pleasure, trying to look like nothing was happening. After about a minute of this, Kathy was really starting to squirm in her seat, each time moving Art's finger in her pussy. Art said, "Let's go for number 3" Kathy can't answer, as Art did one more click on the remote. Kathy looked like she was ready to orgasm at any moment; she kept squirming in her seat and started a rhythmic rocking movement, which was really forcing Arts finger in and out of her pussy. I was really enjoying the facial expression of the both of them, Kathy was looking like she was ready to pop any moment and Art looked as if he was having the time of his life. While this was going on, the waiter came over to leave the cheesecake, coffee and our bill. Kathy and Art were too absorbed in their pleasure to notice and I was focused on watching their expressions. The waiter just smiled and walked away. He whispered and motioned to a few of his fellow waiters and they were looking over and chuckling. Art clicked for number 4, figuring this was going to end it for Kathy, she was taking it like a trooper and was riding Arts finger. Art slides his finger out and started playing with her clit, she let out a loud "wow" that I was sure everyone in the restaurant heard. Several people were starting to stare at us to see what was going on. Between click number 5 and the clit rubbing Kathy finally orgasmed, with a loud sigh of relief. Art finished the last click, saying," Isn't technology great." I was waiting for a round of applause from the other patrons or at least the wait staff at Kathy's performance. Kathy said, "Art, this was the best yet, knowing that you are all focused on me having an orgasm was mind blowing." They finished sharing their cheesecake and we all decided it's time to leave. I put the appropriate amount of cash, including a generous tip on the bill and motioned to the waiter, when came over he asked Kathy with a wink, "Was everything to your pleasure." She just grinned at the waiter and said, "Yes, it certainly was." Once the waiter left, Art told Kathy that this whole adventure really got to him, takes her hand, and put it on his crotch, so she can feel that he has a hard-on. She said, "I'm not going to do anything here since everyone now is focused on us." Once we got to the car, Kathy got into the back seat with Art and said, "Now let's work on your problem." She asked Art if he enjoyed playing with her pussy, Art licks his finger and said, "Yes, and I liked watching you get off in the restaurant. We're going to do that again some time, I know just the place." Kathy was rubbing Arts cock through his pants and finally she told Art to take it out so she can finish him off. All I heard was Art panting and what sounds like she is jacking Art off. Art let out a moan and slumps back into the seat satisfied. We dropped Art off for the evening and as we started driving back home, I started humming the "Beach Boys" song, "I'm picking' up good vibrations".