battery operated friends.”
“Yeah, maybe
I should just give up waiting and get a vibrator.”
“What?!”
Erica shrieked, sitting up suddenly, “ you don’t own a
vibrator?”
“Never have,”
Sara admitted. “I always kinda wanted to try it, but I felt
weird buying one. I know you can order them online and stuff, but
then the postman might see it…”
“Oh Sara, you
are a crazy person. You seriously don’t know what you’re
missing. But today is your lucky day buddy, come on!” Erica got
to her feet, giggling and a little unsteady, and dragged Sara to her
bedroom. Holding on to her dresser for support, she rifled through
one of the drawers. Sara slumped down on Erica’s double bed,
feeling suddenly way too drunk. Erica soon joined her, triumphantly
brandishing a small, pink box.
“Here we go.
Matt bought me this for Valentine’s Day, but I already owned
the same model. He knows me so well! I never even took it out of the
box, so it’s yours if you want it.”
Sara examined the
vibrator through the cellophane window. It looked slightly
terrifying, covered in bumps and grooves, with a control panel that
boasted several different settings.
“Those little
bits sticking out are to stimulate your clitoris,” Erica
pointed out, “and boy oh boy does it do the trick. I don’t
think I’ve ever come so hard in my life.”
“Sounds
awesome…if I manage to switch the damn thing on. There’s
more buttons than on my computer.”
Eric rolled her
eyes playfully, and set about extricating the vibrator from it’s
packaging.
“So this
one’s the ON button,” she demonstrated, and the device
began to emit a low hum. She held it against Sara’s palm so she
could feel the vibrations. “Then there’s a bunch of
different settings. These buttons control the speed of the vibrations
on your clit. I like it on about a 7…feel how strong that is?”
Erica trailed the vibrator up Sara’s arm, the movement sending
shivers through her. It felt pretty good already, so she could only
imagine what it might do to her most sensitive places. “This
dial here moves the part that goes inside you. See how these little
balls rotate? That’s the bit that’s meant to hit your
g-spot.”
“I’m
not sure I have one of those.”
“Oh, you do
honey,” Erica said softly, “it’s just a question of
finding it. Man, I bet I could teach you a few things.”
Sara looked up into
her best friends eyes. Erica still had the vibrator in her hand, her
other arm looped around Sara’s waist. Their faces were inches
apart, and Sara could see the color in her friend’s cheeks and
hear the depth of her breathing. But it was still a shock when
Erica’s full, wine stained lips were lowered onto her own. Sara
couldn’t help but respond as Erica kissed her deeply, her soft
lips parting as she eased her tongue into her mouth. Sara had never
kissed another woman before. She had no idea it could feel this good.
They fell back onto the bed, Erica’s hands sliding under Sara’s
pajama top to gently stroke her breasts. Sara felt a rush of moisture
flood her pussy as her clitoris swelled, desperate to be touched.
Nervously, she began to return Erica’s caresses, rubbing the
hard points of her nipples through the fabric of her nightgown, until
Erica pulled it off and sat before her, naked except for her skimpy
lace panties. Erica took Sara’s hand and guided it to her
breasts, moaning softly as she squeezed the full orbs. They had seen
each other naked a hundred times before, but it had never felt like
this. Erica moved Sara’s hand lower, sliding it beneath her
underwear, and Sara gasped as she felt the wetness of her friend’s
shaved pussy. Her fingers slid over Erica’s clitoris, causing
her friend to moan with desire, and Sara rubbed it in slow, firm
circles, the way she herself liked it. With her other hand she
continued to stroke Erica’s nipples, intent now on giving her
friend as much pleasure as possible. Erica was
“Yeah, maybe
I should just give up waiting and get a vibrator.”
“What?!”
Erica shrieked, sitting up suddenly, “ you don’t own a
vibrator?”
“Never have,”
Sara admitted. “I always kinda wanted to try it, but I felt
weird buying one. I know you can order them online and stuff, but
then the postman might see it…”
“Oh Sara, you
are a crazy person. You seriously don’t know what you’re
missing. But today is your lucky day buddy, come on!” Erica got
to her feet, giggling and a little unsteady, and dragged Sara to her
bedroom. Holding on to her dresser for support, she rifled through
one of the drawers. Sara slumped down on Erica’s double bed,
feeling suddenly way too drunk. Erica soon joined her, triumphantly
brandishing a small, pink box.
“Here we go.
Matt bought me this for Valentine’s Day, but I already owned
the same model. He knows me so well! I never even took it out of the
box, so it’s yours if you want it.”
Sara examined the
vibrator through the cellophane window. It looked slightly
terrifying, covered in bumps and grooves, with a control panel that
boasted several different settings.
“Those little
bits sticking out are to stimulate your clitoris,” Erica
pointed out, “and boy oh boy does it do the trick. I don’t
think I’ve ever come so hard in my life.”
“Sounds
awesome…if I manage to switch the damn thing on. There’s
more buttons than on my computer.”
Eric rolled her
eyes playfully, and set about extricating the vibrator from it’s
packaging.
“So this
one’s the ON button,” she demonstrated, and the device
began to emit a low hum. She held it against Sara’s palm so she
could feel the vibrations. “Then there’s a bunch of
different settings. These buttons control the speed of the vibrations
on your clit. I like it on about a 7…feel how strong that is?”
Erica trailed the vibrator up Sara’s arm, the movement sending
shivers through her. It felt pretty good already, so she could only
imagine what it might do to her most sensitive places. “This
dial here moves the part that goes inside you. See how these little
balls rotate? That’s the bit that’s meant to hit your
g-spot.”
“I’m
not sure I have one of those.”
“Oh, you do
honey,” Erica said softly, “it’s just a question of
finding it. Man, I bet I could teach you a few things.”
Sara looked up into
her best friends eyes. Erica still had the vibrator in her hand, her
other arm looped around Sara’s waist. Their faces were inches
apart, and Sara could see the color in her friend’s cheeks and
hear the depth of her breathing. But it was still a shock when
Erica’s full, wine stained lips were lowered onto her own. Sara
couldn’t help but respond as Erica kissed her deeply, her soft
lips parting as she eased her tongue into her mouth. Sara had never
kissed another woman before. She had no idea it could feel this good.
They fell back onto the bed, Erica’s hands sliding under Sara’s
pajama top to gently stroke her breasts. Sara felt a rush of moisture
flood her pussy as her clitoris swelled, desperate to be touched.
Nervously, she began to return Erica’s caresses, rubbing the
hard points of her nipples through the fabric of her nightgown, until
Erica pulled it off and sat before her, naked except for her skimpy
lace panties. Erica took Sara’s hand and guided it to her
breasts, moaning softly as she squeezed the full orbs. They had seen
each other naked a hundred times before, but it had never felt like
this. Erica moved Sara’s hand lower, sliding it beneath her
underwear, and Sara gasped as she felt the wetness of her friend’s
shaved pussy. Her fingers slid over Erica’s clitoris, causing
her friend to moan with desire, and Sara rubbed it in slow, firm
circles, the way she herself liked it. With her other hand she
continued to stroke Erica’s nipples, intent now on giving her
friend as much pleasure as possible. Erica was
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