As I turned around checking my nude body out in the floor length mirror, I had to smile. My time in the gym was paying off with visible results. My legs and arms were toned, my belly was flat, my ass nice and tight, my tits firm. I ran my hands over my hips and up my sides to cup my tits as I faced the mirror. I grinned. Nice. I ruffled my hair, loving the new hairstyle. My reddish hair was cut a bit shorter. Not quite shoulder length anymore, but very sassy.
Shopping bags were scattered across the bed. I had spent the day indulging in a new wardrobe to compliment my improved physique. Nothing too sexy or over the top, but items that were clearly more flattering than previous clothing.
I sat back on the edge of the bed facing the mirror while I dug into the only bag that did not contain shoes or clothes. I pulled out the box for my new toy - a Rabbit Vibrator. The actual toy was sitting on my bedside table getting charged, and I was eager to try it out. I glanced quickly over the instructions and determined that it probably carried enough of a charge for a short session.
Unplugging the device, I propped my heels up on the bed, spreading my legs apart as I watched myself in the mirror. I switched on the Rabbit appreciating the hum and vibration of the shaft. Running my left hand along my slit, I dipping into the moisture that was already there and rubbed it slowly around my clit. I sighed as a warm, tingling feeling ran through my body. I traced the vibrator in slow, gentle circles around my clit, groaning as the erotic feelings intensified. Slipping a couple fingers into my pussy, it was clear that I was more than ready for my new toy.
I slowly inserted the vibrator inch by inch into my pussy until the pink "rabbit ears" were snuggled on each side of my clit.
"...Ah fuck..." I moaned as the movement of the soft ears vibrated against my clit. The main shaft of the toy pulsated and rotated slightly inside me. I increased the vibrator's speed, and I gasped as my climax started to build.
The physical sensations the Rabbit created were incredible, but it was the soft vibrating rabbit ears on either side of my clit that were driving me insane.
"...oh god...fuck...god..." I let my head fall head back as my hips bucked against the toy. I increased the speed up another notch. That was enough. An incredibly intense orgasm slammed through my body without mercy.
"AHHHHHH!! FUCK!! OH GOD!!" I howled out my pleasure as the Rabbit continued it's unrelenting assault.
"FUCKKKKKKKK!!" I screamed out again as another orgasmic wave tore through me. My whole body was shuddering and shaking as I ripped the toy out of my pussy and tossed it to the side.
I lay flat on my back with my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. Finally, after all the little aftershocks of my orgasm rippled away, I managed to sit up. I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed. My face was flushed and bright red, and I had that "oh my god" look still on my face. My bodying continued to twitch periodically from little random jots of pleasure.
"Damn" I muttered to myself as I reached over to turn off the still vibrating toy. "Where have YOU been all my life!"
I guess I should break here just for a minute. For anyone not keeping track, I'm Kirsten. I am 25 years old, a true redhead. When I'm not shaved smooth, the carpet does match the drapes - or however the saying goes. My build is somewhat athletic; a respectable 32C up top. I'm about 5'3" and I carry my 133-135 pounds fairly well. I've been told I'm "girl next door attractive" which I guess is good. I've also been told that I'm critically cute which sounds better! Since breaking up a long term relationship, I have been on a journey to explore my sexuality.
I flopped back again on the bed, my breathing less ragged. Turning my head to the side, I jumped straight up realizing that the curtains to my bedroom were wide open. My apartment was on the third floor, so no worry about ground level peeping toms. However, across the parking lot, several of the forth floor balconies had a good view into my room. I know. I can see into the second floor bedrooms from my balcony when the curtains are open. I've never seen anything good, but I would be able to if it something ever did occur.
I could see a man on the balcony of one of the apartments that had a great view of my room. I didn't know if he had seen anything, but if he was paying attention. Well.
I was just startled. Not embarrassed. If you have been following my adventures, you know that showing off is one of my new fetishes along with a growing interest in public sex. Still, I didn't really want to get a reputation in my own apartment complex. I walked over the window and discreetly closed the blinds.
The whole situation made me think about my emerging fetishes. I was still learning, so things didn't always go as planned. Just one example: I had ordered pizza to my hotel room a couple weeks ago with the intention of answering the door naked to give the guy a thrill. I had no intention of seducing him, I was just going to bare my body for a cheap rush. When the knock came on the door, I threw my robe on the bed, took a deep breath, and opened the door to find myself face to face with a startled young woman who really did not know what to say. It was an awkward moment. I just handed her a $20 bill and muttered keep the change as I took the pizza and closed the door. Not that I mind women at all. It was just. Awkward.
Anyway. I had done anything since that time to show off, and I had not had any other public adventures since my time with Peter a few months back. So, while I was was ready to continue exploring, I just didn't really know quite how to more forward.
It was late Saturday afternoon, and I really had no plans other than to take care of some things around the apartment so I pushed my perverted thoughts aside. Sighing, I pulled on a pair of running shorts and a wife beater so I could go do some laundry. My building in the complex didn't have laundry facilities, so I had to go a few buildings over to wash clothes. I hated it, but I kept finding other things to spend money on besides a washer/dryer for the hook-ups provided in my unit. Like my new Rabbit. I shivered and smiled. A good purchase.
It was warm, so I slipped on a pair of sandals, picked up a couple bags of laundry, grabbed my iPad mini, and headed out the door.
As I suspected, the small laundry room was empty, everyone else having better things to do on a beautiful Saturday. I loaded up a couple machines, and sat back in one of the awful plastic chairs while firing up the mini.
I was deep into the weird reaches of the internet (a Google search for "dogging" results in some very interesting results) when the door opened. A guy walked in carrying a couple of overflowing laundry baskets. I looked up and brushed my hair back checking him out.
He smiled as he dropped his baskets to the floor. "Hi."
"Hi." I tore my eyes away and glanced back at my iPad blushing slightly at the thoughts already creeping into my mind.
