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The pleasure of waiting. [f] | 2016
Something caught my eye while I was browsing online and I ended up spending hours scrolling through luscious looking corsets and corset dresses. I was chatting with Lucas via instant messenger and sending him links to the ones I particularly liked. He jokingly shamed me for making him hard at work, which only encouraged me to tease him more. After two hours of letting my imagination run wild, and Lucas telling me all the ways he’d like to see me in those corsets, I clicked around and ended up in the adult toy section. I swear I have no idea how it happened…
I told him I’d been thinking of buying myself something new, but I just wasn’t sure what I was looking for. I sent him a few more links, but I ultimately decided I wanted a sturdy suction cup-mounted dildo since I had never owned one before. I placed the order without telling him my choice and waited as patiently as I could for the mail. He told me he knew I’d make a good choice and he was excited to see the results.
It finally came in. A lovely silicone, 7” model in a candy color. I waited as long as I could for my friends to leave the house and prepped the toy to make sure it was clean and ready. I grabbed a towel and laid it across the floor, then secured the toy to the floor. I was soaking wet, so I kept the lube as a “just in case,” but I didn’t need it. All I could think about was Lucas and how turned on it made him just to hear that I’d be using a toy on myself and he couldn’t be here to watch.
I rested the nicely sculpted head against my labia and let my weight drop me down slowly at first, then all at once it was buried inside of me. I released a breathy gasp and ground my hips, my ass brushing the heels of my feet as I kneeled. I pulled my shirt up above my waist and stroked my clit, already slick and slippery, and I moaned. I dimly remembered Lucas asking for a few choice pictures and being as shy as I was at that point, I hesitated. I was simply overcome with horniness and my brain said “Just do it.”
I grabbed my favorite little point-and-shoot camera and set it on a timer with rapid burst photos. I slid back onto my new favorite toy and bounced up and down as hard as I could while the flash went off and the shutter snapped away. I wasn’t being quiet since I was all alone, so the smacking sounds became quite loud and I moaned and gasped wildly. I checked the previews of the shots and got even more excited. I ground my hips again, hitting a couple choice spots, and decided to get a short video of the action. This was more for me than Lucas, because I was terrified to send anything to him; the raciest I’d been with what is now knowns as “sexting,” was an up-skirt photo of me in boy shorts!
After teasing myself close to orgasm a few times, I rolled onto my back and yanked the dildo off the floor. I fucked myself hard until my arm ached, then I moved it to press against my clit. It was so nice and warm, and so slick against me that my legs pulled together. I started rubbing it slowly against me, quickly picking up speed and cumming hard as that veiny texture sent me right over. My lower back lifted high off the floor and I slid it back inside to ride out the spasms of my orgasm, then dropped panting to the floor.
I reached over to the camera again as everything came back into focus, and slid it into my mouth. First just my lips (snap), then as far into my mouth as I could get it without gagging (snap), and back (snap). I tasted a little sour and a little sweet. It was lovely. I laid there until I felt I could stand up without my legs wobbling, and uploaded the photos to an album I kept for the more racy things I liked to photograph. I ended up only sending the lip photos until a year or so later… when the shy girl showed up less and less around Lucas. I happily reenacted the photos with Lucas playing the role of Sex Toy while I was on my knees. I think about those days any time I reach for my new and improved candy colored toy that I keep just in memory of him.
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