My second attempt at writing erotica, which (like my first attempt) is written in collaboration with Sheets of San Francisco. I hope you enjoy!
Sarah was excited to finally have the house to herself. After the guests left from the party, she had made plans to really enjoy her evening solo. Though everyone at the party was delightful, she had drunk too much wine, and her two primary partners both agreed to leave for the night instead of coercing her into sex.
She thought about which toys she was planning to use, as she looked at the various options. Of course, the sheets were already over the bed because she had decided a long time ago to use the Pure Wand and really squirt this evening. She briefly considered using another dildo just to extend the session, but decided against it. With just the Pure Wand, she would be able to play for at least half an hour. That was enough time for her, as tipsy as she was.
She pulled out a small vibrator and the Pure Wand and settled onto the towel she had laid on top of the waterproof sheet. The sheet was nice for preventing seepage to the mattress and comforter, but the towel helped absorb some of the sweat which was going to happen. Sexy is squirting a whole bunch. Hot is the feeling of sweat pooling under your back onto a waterproof sheet.
She started with just the vibrator, pushing it up against her clit. Since she wasn’t quite turned on yet, she used more force than normal, exploring the head and the hood before moving down to the legs of her clit. Just between the head and the vaginal entrance, she placed a little less pressure and rubbed the vibrator up and down. She could feel herself beginning to get aroused.
Her hand wandered to the dildo and slipped it in. Thanks to her natural lubrication, it slipped in with ease and she began to gently wiggle it. While she moved, she imagined her partners, both great men and so different.
She imagined Mac’s body so thin and sleek, laying across her bed. His hair messed up from when she pulled his face into her vulva. She was able to be more dominant with Mac, and she often used his hair to guide him. She felt her body tense a little as she remembered the sex they had, and revisited every sensation. His lips on hers, and the feeling her him as she placed her fingers into his vagina. The taste of his dick as she sucked until he came. He doesn’t squirt as often as he used to, but she loves the taste when he does.
She almost came from that thought alone, as the dildo thrust a little bit more, making her moan and her g-spot swell. She took the vibrator away from her clit, and stopped the motion of the dildo. It was too good to tease herself. She needed to put off the orgasm. Despite her efforts, a very small orgasm persisted, and she placed the vibrator against herself again, ramping it up just a little bit. It was a little weak from her attempt to tease herself, and she sighed, knowing that she lost a good orgasm because of her own greediness.
But if she couldn’t tease herself, she could force herself to orgasm more.
She removed the dildo, and let it rest on her thigh. The weight felt good in the nook where her thigh met her groin. The handle was cold, while the part that had been inserted was warm. She took the vibrator and eased it up and down her thighs, quietly letting herself get aroused again. When she felt her vulva begin to swell, she placed the vibrator gently on the outer lips and teased it up and down, lingering on the flesh that covered her clit. It was so sensitive that it didn’t need the pressure it normally wanted. Well, it didn’t need it…yet.
She let her mind wander away from Mac and onto Chris. They were physically opposites. Where Marc was short and sleek, Chris was huge, almost 6’5″ and built like a brick wall. She delighted in his hugs when she was feeling submissive because they made her feel small.
In bed, they were opposites as well. Marc enjoyed being a bottom, and often wanted her to do unspeakable things to him. Chris was the opposite. He had tried receiving some things, but found it unfulfilling and really thrived on making her squirm.
Sarah revisited the memory from earlier in the evening. She and Chris were making some platters and he placed a piece of cheese on her shoulder, right at the sweet spot where it was about to curve upward and gently started at her ear with his tongue, and licked down the curve to where the cheese was. He bit it off of her shoulder, letting his teeth scrape into her skin just a little.
She felt herself getting wetter at this thought. Chris was so dominant, and that’s what she wanted right now. As she pushed the dildo deeper into her g-spot, she felt there was more liquid than before. She knew she would squirt with this orgasm. At that thought, she realized that the fantasies and replays were more for background noise. What was really driving this orgasm was the thought of her own juices running over the sheet. She pictured how hot and red her vulva must be.
The vibrator was deep into her clit, using more pressure than many people would enjoy. She placed even more pressure on it, feeling how it moved her clit back and forth. She briefly imagined Chris’s face over hers, telling her to orgasm now, before the vibrator was taken away.
Then it started, she felt the orgasm swell and explode. She curled her toes and turned her head into the pillow, moaning as loud as she could without disturbing the neighbors. She felt her hand thrust the dildo faster, almost of it’s own volition. As the orgasm got longer, she could feel the drops of ejaculate on her thighs and knees.
Finally, the pleasure eased up, and she could pull the vibrator away from her clit. She removed the dildo and felt her own cum run down her ass onto the bed. After taking a moment to breathe deeply and relax all her muscles, she stood up and examined the puddle. It was huge. She took a quick picture and sent it to both her partners.
“Thoughts of you in physical form. ;)”
