Female Masturbating with Vibrator


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I didn’t remember ordering anything online lately, but the box was clearly addressed to me. When I tore off the packing tape, I was greeted by a note in my boyfriend’s scrawl:

I miss you, babe! And I’m really sorry we broke your favorite toy. Okay, not sorry. It was kinda hot. Anyway, I thought you might like an upgrade.

He was writing about last weekend. We were fooling around on the phone together, talking about what we wanted to do to each other. We used headsets so we had our hands free. I was using my favorite vibrator, pushing it in all the way and pulling it all the way out. I made myself wait a second, like he did when we were together, before I pushed it back inside me. Then I rolled my thumb over my clit before I started it all again. Pulling out, waiting, pushing fast all the way in, and teasing my clit.

When I was close to climaxing, my breathing got loud and fast. He whispered, “I want to feel you cum under me.” I twisted the dial at the bottom of my vibrator as high as it could go, and I was so ready to let go. But there was a tiny click, and instead of harder vibrations, the dial broke off in my hand! I groaned and told him what happened, and he laughed. I yelled at him playfully and told him it was really not funny.

“Aw, babe, come on, it’s totally funny! Your vibrator got off before you could. Ha ha,” and I had to admit that was a little funny, But super disappointing. Men really don’t get how incredibly disappointing that feels, to get so close and then, Nothing.

“You better never do that to me when you get back here!” I warned him. “Don’t forget—I always get off first!” I couldn’t wait to see him in six weeks when he finished his job training. Until then… I would be putting this new vibrator to good use.

I dug in the box and pushed aside the packing material. Inside clear plastic shell case was a pink… something… It didn’t look like the hard plastic of my old vibrator. I tugged open the package and felt smooth, textured silicone against my fingertips. Wow. My toys were never this nice. This felt like soft, warm skin.

And it wasn’t like my old one, a six-inch plastic dildo with two settings, Low and High. The dial on the base had loads of settings and…it wasn’t a straight, plain dildo.  I believe they call this a “rabbit vibrator.”  In addition to the long shaft, it had an extra little arm coming off the side. I’d never used one like this before, but I could immediately imagine what it would feel like shuddering against my clit while I was grinding against the shaft.

I shook my head out of that thought to see if my boyfriend was online. I wasn’t sure about using this by myself and I wanted to hear his voice, hear him tell me when to put it inside me and when to turn the vibes up all the way. But before I could do that (or give my new toy a test drive), my best friend called, reminding me I was supposed to have dinner with her that night. So I locked up my place and set across town.

All that evening, my thoughts strayed back to my new vibrator. I wondered if I’d know how to to use it, because the dual shaft and clit stimulation was new for me. In fact, it had been tricky enough just coaxing my boyfriend to pay attention to my clit when we were together! Maybe it wasn’t as easy as I thought…

When I got back home, hours later, I was exhausted and only wanted to sleep. But before I undressed, my eyes fell on the vibrator, looking friendly and playful on the bed. I thought for a moment and then decided, YES.

I popped in a couple new batteries and sat on a chair in my living room, just holding it. The silicone was warming up in my hands and it felt more and more like real skin. I licked it up and down and felt the smooth warm tip. I sucked on the extra part, the part that was going to take care of my clit. My pussy started to feel warmer too, and when I reached down under my dress I was already getting wet. I pulled my hand away and a long trail of pussy juices stretched from my fingers.

It was time to find out if this vibrator would take good enough care of me for the next six weeks while my boyfriend was gone. I stood, took a long, deep breath, and slipped my dress above my hips and over my head, in one long swift movement. I’ve never thought of myself as superhot but suddenly I felt bold and sexy, trying this intense new toy all by myself. I felt the way my boyfriend always told me I was—gorgeous, passionate, incredible.

Standing in my living room, I held the vibrator by the shaft in one hand and touched myself with the other hand. My nipples were already alert and getting tender, and I tugged at them gently, one by one, making them get hard. My eyes slipped closed and I imagined my boyfriend with me. I grabbed a breast hard and firm, the way he does when we’re particularly worked up. It would almost hurt except it feels so good. I grabbed the other breast then and massaged it, hard. My body rocked back and forth with the rhythm.

My eyes were still closed when I relaxed to the floor. I like having sex on the floor—it feels so primal and intense. I wanted to feel my boyfriend fucking me, even if it was just a vibrator. In my mind, it was him. I arched my back and imagined he was on his knees, straddling me.

My fingers brushed over my neck, my nipples, down the side of my body, to where my torso became my leg, just how he touches me. I ripped my lace thong underwear off and grabbed hard at my clit. It was starting to swell and aching to be touched. I only rubbed my clit for a moment before pushing my fingers inside me.

I was wetter than I’ve been in a long time, so I didn’t add any lube to the vibrator before I started rubbing it gently against my wet lips. It was heavy, heavier than I was used to in a toy. But that made it even better, like it was a real cock and a real man was there, getting ready to fuck me.

I spread my lips open and pressed one hand against my clit. Inside, I contracted once, hard and fast. I gasped with surprise and pleasure. I began to push the shaft inside me. At first, it was just barely inside, then a little more, but I was so wet and ready that all six inches slid in. Somebody moaned, and I guess it was me, loving how the silicone caressed me even while I was ready to be fucked, hard.

I looked down and loved seeing my hips pushing up against the shaft. Usually when I saw that, there was my boyfriend there and I looked at him. But now I was able to focus on me—my hips, my lips, my clit, my thighs. I licked my fingers and I tasted good.

I turned the vibrator inside of me to line up the extra part with my clit. And as it turned, the contours on the shaft massaged me inside, finding intense and sensitive spots that usually got overlooked. When the soft warm silicone touched my clit, I jumped close to orgasm and released a long moan.

What are you waiting for? said a voice in my head, and I let go. I moved my toy inside me, hard and fast. The weight of it thudded inside me while the outside part was grinding fiercely against my clit. Suddenly I flushed and I was there, surprised at the heat flooding my body like it was my first orgasm. I gasped and called out my boyfriend’s name, almost feeling him inside me.

Then as soon as it came, it went. My hips fell back down to the floor. I realized that my other hand was gripping my right breast tightly. I released my fingers and saw tiny half moons where my fingernails dug in when I came.

Slowly, I eased the vibrator out of my body and my clit pulsed again a few times, taking my breath away.

I started laughing while the hormones of climaxing warmed my body. It occurred to me, “This vibrator made you feel that good, and you haven’t even used the actual vibrator yet!” I gazed at the ceiling above me—“So it can feel even better than this!”

All my shyness or concerns about using this new toy were gone. It was time to try it, for real.

After my body started to cool down and feel back to normal, I got up from the floor. I winced a little at a tender spot on my lower back that I must have been pressing hard against the carpet. Wow, it had been a while since I had sex-rugburn!

For round two, I made myself comfortable and got everything I needed ready. First, I washed the toy in the bathroom. When the silicone was hot and soapy it felt even more incredibly real. I started thinking about showering with my boyfriend—how we’d get sweating and sticky when we screwed really hard. Then we liked to shower down together and wash each other. It was so intimate, feeling his cock in my hands, soapy and wet.

The water started to bead off the silicone, drying quickly. I poured myself a glass of water in the kitchen and gulped it down, surprised how thirsty I was all of the sudden. I looked down over my naked body and noticed a rosy glow, as if I’d been at the beach that day. The marks from my fingernails were still visible on my breast. I cupped my breast again, and started to caress myself gently. I was still so aroused that my nipple started to tighten under this light touch. I held both my breasts, then, firmly, like my boyfriend liked to do sometimes from behind when I was getting dressed in the morning. I moved my hands like his, starting with my breasts, then sliding down the sides of my body to my hips.

I took a deep breath and thought, “Being in my kitchen has never been so sexy…” Something special was happening inside, more than the afterglow of an orgasm I’d been needing for days. How long had it been since I really explored my body on my own? I would have had my boyfriend with me in a second if I could, but it was exciting to try something new by myself. It made me feel strong and sexually charged.

I poured a glass of my favorite wine into one of the good glasses and took a drink. When I returned to the bathroom to get the vibrator, I took a long look at myself in the mirror and I liked what I saw. I was sexy and exciting, and it turned me on.

I leaned forward over the sink and loved the feeling of my breasts swinging underneath me. I admired the curve of my hips and even the smooth, feminine slope of my stomach. I spread my legs apart and leaned forward all the way, resting my breasts on the countertop.

My hands continued exploring from where I’d stopped—moving from my hips back around my ass, and back to the front. I let myself fall against the counter and braced myself. I grabbed my clit hard with one hand, slipping two fingers inside me with the other hand. A groan escaped my lips, and in under a minute, I was wet again, dripping down the inside of my legs.

My eyes must have closed and I opened them again, seeing my toothpaste and lotion on the countertop nearby. Next to them, the vibrator. It was time to see what this thing could really do. It was coming into the bedroom with me, where I could take my time and be comfortable, without getting anymore rugburn!

I threw back the glass of wine, grabbed the toy, and marched myself to the bedroom. My walk was determined and my breasts bounced hard, like when I’m rocking against my boyfriend when he thrusts inside of me. I smiled. I missed him, sure, but right now I was missing him a teeny tiny bit less. Besides, he gave me this amazing toy, so it was sort of as if he was with me.

I grabbed a tiny, lacy bodysuit negligee from my dresser. My boyfriend gave this skimpy lingerie to me for our first Valentine’s Day together. It was made of lace and black silk, and it was so short it barely covered my butt! I always felt sexier when I put it on, and the neckline was cut in a deep v so I could easily play with my breasts. I slipped it on and thought, “I wish my boyfriend could see me because, damn, I am hot tonight!”

I made myself comfortable laying in bed and played with the buttons on the vibrator for a minute. It jumped to life when I pressed the on-button, and I could increase the speed and intensity of the vibes that way, too. The sound of the vibrations got a little louder on the higher settings, which excited me for some reason.

There was another button to control the vibration rhythms. With some of the rhythms, the shaft and the clit-stimulator vibed together, or some of them had the two parts vibing opposite each other, back and forth. Another rhythm seemed almost random. I got more and more excited imagining how each of them would feel inside me.

For this first try, I decided to select the first, simplest setting, when the two vibes were synced together. I started it on the lowest intensity and relaxed my body deep into the mattress. The silk of the negligee shifted, feeling like kisses on my skin.

Slowly, with the vibrator humming in one hand, I reached down with my other hand and gently shifted the lingerie to expose my cunt. My body was so eager for what was coming that my breathing started to speed up in small little gasps. Faster and faster until I let the vibrating shaft fall on my clit and all my breath came out in a little squeal.

The vibrations shot down my thighs and across my hips.

 “Oooohh, yee-ee-eesss,” I moaned. Instinctively, my free hand clutched for my breast and squeezed. I was still tender from before, but that little bit of pain heightened the pleasure. I grabbed my other breast, harder, and a shudder of pleasure passed through my torso down to my groin. A taste of what would come.

I started to push the vibrating shaft inside me. I was still wet but also tighter and a little swollen from climaxing just a little while earlier. I started to work the toy inside of me slowly, pushing in a little bit farther each time, just how my boyfriend does it to me.

The toy flexed and bent a little inside me, reaching places I didn’t know I wanted touched. Every vibration made me hotter than the next, like electricity itself was rippling through my body. My free hand moved faster and faster over my skin, reaching under the negligee to grab my breasts, then sliding up to caress my neck when I arched my back.

I couldn’t stand it any longer and thrust the toy hard inside me once, twice, three times until it was all the way in. My hips churned in circles, grinding on the shaft and pressing hard against the outside part.

I’ve had a vibrator on my clit before, and inside me, but having both at the same time was putting me out of my mind. It felt like someone else was there, doing things to my body. I pinched my nipples but behind my closed eyelids it was my boyfriend doing this, just the way he knows I like.

Still thrusting again and again inside myself, I was building toward a climax, a big one. I slowed down for a moment to enjoy the pleasure swelling inside me. I took my left hand off the vibrator and enjoying feeling myself. My skin was slightly tacky with sweat and radiating heat.

I sucked on the fingers that were inside me earlier, and the taste of myself transported me somewhere else. My hips bounced up and down on the mattress while the tightness of my pussy held the vibrator inside. Each landing back on the mattress knocked the outside part of the toy harder against my clit—thud, aaaannnd Thud, aaannnnnd THUD.

The orgasm was building close to that point of no return, where I must use it or lose it! This was the same moment from the other night, when I was ready and wanted to cum and that dumb old vibrator broke. My new improved model could take everything I gave it.

I grabbed it again and pulled it all the way out, so the head of the shaft was just barely parting my lips. And pushed it in, almost agonizingly slowly while I released my breath in a long groan. Then gasped, as my clit quivered under its own vibrator. My hips shuddered.

Again. Pulling out so slowly, the vibes touching a thousand sensitive centers of pleasure inside me. And pushing in, gradually, like I wasn’t in control at all. The toy was in charge, doing exactly what I needed without me asking. When the outside vibrator reached my clit, my hips reached up, grinding hard, begging for release.

One final time. Slow, slow pull out, and pushing back in, something like a chill but not cold shot through my body from my toes to my ears, out to each fingertip and beyond. My free arm pushed against the headboard, bracing for what was next.

“Aaahhhhaaayyyyy!” a scream started from deep inside me and I was going to cum. The toy crashed inside me, faster and faster, always keeping contact with my clit while my body stretched and arched and fell and bucked hard down against the toy. It felt like it was fucking every inch of my body. The hard contractions of my climax continued, and they got harder and bigger. My pleasure felt endless and I didn’t even know where I was anymore until I couldn’t bear another shudder. I released a final scream and let my pussy tighten around the shaft.

I lay there, letting the vibes keep running through me for a second longer until pressing the button to turn off the toy.

And I laid there a while longer, while heat and sex and pleasure so good it was scary flooded my mind. I didn’t have any thoughts. Except, “this is incredible.”

The next afternoon, when I was finally about to talk with my boyfriend again, he noticed I was in a particularly good mood.

“So, you liked my present?” he asked innocently.

I waited a second to let him wonder before I said, “Let’s just say, I’m glad we broke the old one, because the upgrade is totally worth it.”



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