I let a passionate grunt as the cock slid into my wet pussy, as deep as I could let it. The cock hovered for a moment, then began lightly thrusting into me, in and out.
The feeling was exquisite. I had not had a cock inside of me for...ages. And this was so different.
I should back up a little bit.
Shelly and I have been dating for a few months now. As I have already let you know, the sex was fantastic. We both loved each other a lot.
As summer turned into Autumn, we grew closer. Nothing like a chill in the air to bring out the cuddles. I was spending so much time at her home, we both agreed it was silly for me to keep my apartment, so I moved in with her. Naturally, this increased the amount of sex we had.
Sure, there were some dry spells. Being a healthy woman in her early twenties and she in her late 20s, we both had cycles. Contrary to widespread belief, our patterns did not catch up and meet each other.
We had both agreed long ago that we would allow ourselves to explore. A brand-new door had been opened for both of us. We both wanted to explore the worlds within.
After a half marathon, I had made out very briefly with another runner named Tina. She left me lusting for a lot more. Shelly, meanwhile, had made out with her mother, Beth. Shelly, of course, had been lusting for more herself.
In accordance with Murphy's Law, the mother and daughter were out of town the next weekend.
This gave Shelly and I an opportunity to try something new.
You might remember, early on we had visited a sex shop and bough a strap on. We had both flirted with the cashier, with spectacular failure. I am not sure if it was nervousness from using the toy, frustration with the cashier, the newfound lust to explore each other or all three, but once we got home the toy went into her closet and was promptly forgotten.
Until, during a burst of energy, Shelly cleaned out her closet. Some of it was pent up frustration for want of Beth and Tina, but a lot of it was to make room for my stuff. I have a lot of stuff. She has a lot of stuff. We needed to get our stuff organized so it was not so stuffed, and so that we could find our stuff when we needed stuff.
That is when she found the strap on.
I was in the bathroom, putting some of my stuff in the medicine cabinet when she called me. She was holding the toy up, sans box.
"Remember this?" she asked chipperly.
I nodded, walking to her to inspect it. "I forgot about this," I said.
"Yeah," she said. "Me too." She pressed a button on the side. "Battery's dead, though. Has a USB charge." With a smile, she went to her charger station, switched some cables, and charged the toy while both of us went back to working on our stuff, the anticipation of what would take place building within.
That night, we had a lovely meal together with plenty of wine, then proceeded to the bed to make out.
"We need to try the toy out tonight," Shelly said in the middle of a shower of kisses. I nodded in agreement.
It had fully recharged.
Though it came in many colors, the sky blue was the most to our liking. And though the shop had many strap ons to choose from, this one caught our eyes. Not only did it vibrate on both ends, but it had both ends. There was not only a shaft for the fuckee, but a little vibrating shaft for the fucker. Both were ribbed and slightly curved. Aside from the pressable on/off button and the plugin for the USB, there were no other buttons or anything. The speed of the toy could be controlled by a paired phone. Shelly had connected her phone with the strap on.
She put it around her waist and secured it, so it was tight. "Not too bad," she said, inspecting the belt. She inspected the shaft. "Not too bad at all. Rubbery. Not too big. Not too big at all."
I nodded. My fingers reached towards the smaller shaft on the inside of the strap on. It was lying under her pussy. I moved it around a little, positioning it over her opening. "Already wet," I said, nodding in approval.
She grinned. "Anything for you, dear." She let out a small gasp as I slid down the shaft inside of her. "Oh, that feels very nice!" she said.
I grabbed her phone. "Let's see how this works, then."
I fiddled with the settings for a couple of moments before settling on a slow, easy buzz. She sat on the bed on her knees, eyes closed, taking in the sensation. "Feels nice," she breathed. "Perfect for right now." She looked at me, biting her lower lip. "Now it is time for me to mount my fine lady!"
With a laugh, we fell to the bed, kissing passionately. We both still had our t-shirts on, but I could still feel her hardening nipples inside the cloth.
She felt between my legs. "Also very wet," she said with a smile.
I nodded.
She slid inside of me. It was as if every nerve ending centered around my pussy. The curve reached a perfect place, the dimples in the toy feeling perfect as they moved along my walls. My walls gripped her as she thrust into me slowly, my arms wrapped around her neck, my legs wrapped around her waist.
Shelly supported herself on her forearms, her fingers playing in my hair. Her head was buried in the pillow next to my head as she fucked me, little grunts coming from her with each thrust. I answered with the same.
I reached for her phone, changing the setting. Just a little bit faster.
Shelly answered by fucking me a little bit faster.
My arms and legs wrapped around her tighter.
Our grunts grew louder.
