I watched as the young woman lay on the sofa. Her hands gently ran over her body. Her hands cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently. Her fingers pulled on her nipples and then ran circles around them.
It was a while before she got herself up and dressed. Then wiped the Rabbit with a tissue before she packed it away back in the box. But, instead of returning the box to the kitchen cupboard, where it had been. She placed it in a small table cupboard next to the sofa.
She then lay down on the sofa and remained there until it was time to pick up her child.
I was up early Thursday as thoughts of the previous day still ran through my head. With coffee in hand, I sat down at my laptop and waited for the young woman to return.
At around Ten O'clock, she appeared in the kitchen with some shopping. After packing everything away, she made a cuppa and sat on the sofa. I was hesitant to call her as she flicked through a magazine and drank her tea. I knew she was thinking about the previous day as she kept looking at the small table by the sofa where the box was now hiding. Yet resisted getting the box out and resumed reading.
An hour had now passed, and she had finished the tea and washed to cup. She stood in the kitchen motionless for a few moments gazing out of the window, then hurried back to the living room. She grabbed the box from the small table and opened it. She once again held the Rabbit in her hands and examined it closely. Then stood up and removed her jeans and knickers. Laying down on the sofa, she began to run the toy between her legs as she had done the day before.
As I sat and watched her enjoying herself, I thought she only had fun with the Rabbit. I had placed two other toys in there for her enjoyment. It would be a waste to leave them unused.
I picked up my phone and dialled their number. I watched as she stopped pleasuring herself and reached for the phone. Sounding a little out of breath, she finally said, "Hello?".
"Good morning. I hope you haven't started without me." I ask, knowing the truth.
"No.... I mean, why are you calling again?" she asks, sounding flustered.
"I called so we can have some more fun together. Besides, there are two more toys that I would love for you to try. Take the Dildo shape like a penis from the box." I ask.
She hesitates for a moment but leans over and picks up the Didlo before replying, "I have it".
"Good. Put the phone next to your ear when you are laying down. Then I want you to take the Rabbit and pleasure yourself as yesterday. Take the Dildo and lick it as you would a real cock." I commanded.
I looked on as she did as told. I heard the buzz of the Rabbit once again, then a gasp as she placed between her thighs. She then lifted the Dildo to her mouth. Her tongue flicked over the head and then along its shaft.
As I watched and imagined it was my cock her tongue was working on, I became hard instantly. The Dildo looked bigger in her tiny hands than it did in mine.
I can now hear her moaning as she is now enjoying herself. I didn't want her to orgasm just yet. I had plans for her to enjoy the pleasures of the Dildo, and what it could do to her.
"I want you to now suck on the Dildo like you would your husband. Get it nice and wet." I demanded.
I again looked on as she did as told. The Dildo slid into her mouth slowly. Then she moved it in and out, occasionally taking it out to lick the shaft before returning it to her mouth.
My cock twitched like mad in my boxer shorts, so I pulled it out and stroked it slowly. Hearing her stifled groans or pleasure as she sucked on the Dildo sent a wave of excitement through me.
"Have you got that Dildo wet yet?" I ask.
"Yes." came a muffled reply.
"Good. I want you to kneel on the floor with the Dildo." I commanded.
I watched as she rolled off the sofa, leaving the Rabbit behind. She then placed the phone on the coffee table in front of her, then replied, "I'm ready".
"Press the button at the base of the shaft. I want you to straddle it and press it against your pussy, but don't put it inside yourself." I said, eager to see her response to switching on the Dildo.
I heard a whirring sound as she turned the Dildo on. I then watched as she looked at the head as it slowly rotated around. Placing it beneath her, she lowered herself onto it. She had a firm grip on the Dildo to hold it steady. Her head dropped, and she grasped the coffee table to support herself. Low deep groans were coming from the phone, indicating she was obviously enjoying the sensation.
"Are you enjoying this toy?" I ask.
"Yes. Can I put it inside me, I want it inside me." she groaned.
"Go no, fuck it as you were riding a man," I said.
"OH FUCK!" she cried out as she lowered herself down the length of the Dildo. Then she began to rise up and down on it. Her groans of joy slowly got louder.
I reached for a handful of tissues as I knew I couldn't last much longer as I watched her fuck that Dildo and so wanting it to be me she was riding.
It would seem that she couldn't last much longer either by the sounds coming from my phone.
"I'm going to cum." she suddenly screamed.
"No! Not yet." I demanded.
She carried on riding the Dildo for a few more moments before she cried out, "Please! I need to cum".
"Just a little longer," I replied.
"OH FUCK!" she again screamed.
I counted to ten before saying, "Now you can cum".
In an instant, she laid on her back, leaning agianst the sofa, she thrust the Dildo in and out of her pussy. Her body shook from the force she was fucking herself, and then she stopped. Her hand let go of the Dildo, and she grabbed her breasts tightly. Pulling on them hard several times as she groaned through greeted teeth.
Placing the tissue over the head of my cock, I exploded at the same time as she did. I leaned back in my chair as my legs quivered and my hips pulsated as if to thrust upwards.
I looked at my screen as the young woman lay there. The Dildo was visible between her legs, still turning inside her as she tried to compose herself and catch her breath.
I can't say how much time passed before she finally reached down and pulled the Dildo from her pussy. I can say she was weak and barely managed to pull herself off the floor onto the sofa. Grabbing the phone, she laid herself out. Then after a few deep breaths, she placed the phone to her ear.
"Thank you," she murmured, then hung up.
I watched as she lay there, her chest heaving as she took deep breaths. Then after an hour, she got herself dressed and cleared everything away. She looked blissful as she stood making another cuppa. Her fingers ran through her hair, over her neck, then down over her chest.
Returning to the living room she sat back down and sipped on her tea with a smile. Her head slowly fell against the back of the sofa. |
