Party In the Back

A New Discovery

Photo by IFONNX Toys on Unsplash

The room goes dark as the FaceTime disconnects.

My body is still trembling from the “internet orgasm” we shared together, but I’m not done.

If you were here we’d be playing. Touching. Kissing. Still going… or would it be considered starting again?

Fumbling, I reach into the side table drawer. Our video sex was all fingers and yearning, but now I need tools.

The ache to be with you has manifested in my pussy - or wherever desire lives - and must be addressed.

My hand finds a soft silicone handle, then traces up it’s length to see which one has the privilege of being commissioned.

My rabbit vibrator.

Good choice.

The clit stimulator has a separate button so I can set the vibration speed differently for each.

Perfect.

Still naked, I feel my way around the drawer again to put a dab of lube on each section and find the on switch. Sure, I could turn a light on or grab my phone to illuminate my way, but I’m trying to keep the “high” from our mutual masturbation session a few minutes ago and that would definitely ruin it.

A faint buzz fills my ears as the vibrator comes to life in my hand. A few more tries, and both the shaft and clit stimulator have joined the party.

I’m ready to go.

Closing my eyes, I picture you. Cock in hand. Calling me your Princess. Dirty Girl. Whore. Wrapping the other hand around my neck. Crushing your mouth to mine so hard it takes my breath away.

Licking my lips, I trail the toy down my neck and circle each nipple in turn, before dragging it down my stomach. I don’t stop at the ache between my legs, though.

Instead, I shift it to my knee and tease it up my inner thigh; a cool trail of lube left in its wake.

I’m still wet from cumming, but I know how great the extra moisture feels during solo play. When you’re here I’m soaked, but without you…

My back arches when I find my clit with the tip of the vibrator. The hum runs through me, stalling my inhale.

I roll it over and around my clit, along the sides of my pussy, and tease it before slowly working it inside.

I push it in and out, going deeper with each thrust, relishing in the feel of it.

In.

Out.

In a little further.

Out to the tip for another little rub along my clit, and back down again.

I’m startled when, on another push in, the rabbit ear is facing the wrong direction. Instead of pulsing gently on my clit, it’s slid inside my ass a little.

The rush of heat at that small accident sweeps through me and I’m excited at the discovery of a new use for my toys.

Adjusting slightly, I pull the vibrator out to the tip again and, quicker this time, slide it all the way in.

Both holes tingle as I pulse and rock my toy with one hand and stroking my clit with the other. The new angle and curve of the shaft hits my G-spot with a flat edge and the rabbit in my ass fills me up in a delicious, new way sending lightening bolts through me.

I pulse in and rock it deeper into my ass.

Back out slightly… not all the way.

I pulse in and rock forward, positioning it even farther in my ass and hold it, tightening my cheeks around it and stroking my clit.

The orgasm that had seemed so far away is right at the edge, now.

One last thrust and I’m jumping off the cliff, shuddering and squeezing, moaning so loudly I’m sure the whole neighborhood can hear me.

The aftershock of ecstasy rumbles through me at the same pace as my still vibrating toy. Pleasure seeps into my entire existence simultaneously stopping my heart and quickening it. Ragged breaths and buzzing echoes around the room like music until my pussy is hypersensitive and I have to shut the toy off.

Before I’m fully back to myself, I think, “Well, that was a happy accident.”