Toys for Two - Part II

When I saw his headlights pull into the driveway, I laid down across the couch. The doorbell rang and I waited for him to take the liberty of using his key. His eyes widened as he entered and he smiled. I explained that Santa brought a few unusual toys this year and his smile grew. He asked me how I used them and I gave him a few tantalizing tidbits to work up his mood. He crossed the room and took my hand to lift me off the couch. We embraced with a passionate kiss. Then he leaned back and simply said “show me”.

This prospect both exhilarated and scared the hell out of me. I completely let go of all inhibitions during my solo flight to blissville and the thought of him witnessing me unbridled was wildly intimidating. However, I have never been one to concede to a challenge and my mood more than supported a bit of audacity. With that, the naught grin once more crept onto my face and I led him to my den of iniquity.

I procured my new favorite toys from my unmentionables drawer and placed them on the bed. After sitting on the corner of my bed, he motioned for me to take my position letting me know he was more than ready for the show. I crawled onto the bed on my knees and propped Big Blue up as I had done before. I reached for the lubricant and once again applied a generous amount to my palms and began to work him like I would my man until a jealous smile crossed his face. Taking Slim in my hand I lowered myself on to Big Blue and began my ride while seductively teasing my body with Slim. Letting him find his way to my clit slowly, I closed my eyes and prayed that my spectator enjoyed his view.

As it had during my first go, riding blue from above, though pleasing to the eye and pleasurable enough, was lacking in emotional contact. Somehow sensing my want for human intervention, I suddenly felt his hands on my back from behind me. They guided their way around my waist and around my arms to my breasts. I moaned my satisfaction and lowered my head back to his shoulder. My eyes still closed, I felt his kisses on my neck, trailing down to my shoulder and gentle nibbles back up my neck. I heard a whisper in my ear, “Now show me what really worked.”

I turned to look at him and he kissed me with the fever of a man in love and with a hunger I had felt so often but which in this instant seemed to be magnified beyond measure. I lifted myself enough to allow Blue’s escape and turned toward him to finish the kiss. He leaned away and shook his finger at me. Apparently, I had not given him his money’s worth.

As men are creatures if imagery, I left him where he knelt and, on my knees, inserted Big Blue once again. This time, I leaned back against the bed a bit to allow him the most exclusive view possible. His eyes widened at the sight of me being penetrated by something other than him. Seeing my delicate folds engulfing the mass of it made him almost giddy and I smiled coyly as he tried to contain himself. Slim having fallen on the bed some time during the kiss, I thought it best to touch myself. I ran my hand along my breast and down my stomach and slid my index finger between my lips. I worked circles around my clit and then let my finger drift from side to side sending one glorious jolt after another through my now very hot body.

I looked up at him and noticed his face had shifted from “giddy school boy with his first porno” to “I don’t believe you”. I conceded and shifted positions to flat on my back with knees up and found Slim vibrating quietly against a fold in the sheet. Taking him to my clit again, all the work now rested with my hands, one massaging my clit with Slim and the other swirling and plunging Blue at random. “That’s better”, he said as he laid across the foot of the bed, seemingly the best position to watch me closely and comfortably. I gauged my speed by the looks on his face. The more intensely he stared, the faster I went. When he noticed me watching him I once again got the finger shake.

“This is about you, not me. You’re never gonna cum if you’re worried if I’m happy and I’m not gonna be happy till you cum. So close those gorgeous eyes and pretend I’m not here.”

I had become the novice being tutored in the art of self gratification and wasn’t entirely sure how I felt about it. Nonetheless, I did as I was instructed and rested my head on my pillow with closed eyes. I concentrated on the feeling I had, the rush of blood through my body. I felt that telltale tingle but despite my best efforts couldn’t give him what he wanted. I needed to get into it more. I started to let the music lead me. I moved the toys with the rhythm found myself grinding with the beat. Then another sound crept over the melody. His voice, or more accurately, his moans. I opened my eyes just enough to see he had released himself from his jeans and joined me in my efforts. The sounds his hands produced, surprisingly enough, was exhilarating. Just what I needed.

I closed my eyes again and focused on his breaths. I picked up the pace and he followed. He moaned louder and I let myself go. Oblivious to all but his longing and my pleasure, I twisted and thrust Blue until the tingle turned to contraction. I squeezed myself around it as I went, paying no attention to the sounds I omitted but focusing on him and the utter bliss I fell into. Grinding, twisting, shifting, plunging, I held my breath and absolutely exploded. The intensity was electrifying. Each jolt of my orgasm, nearly violent in strength, rang through me and reverberated as I came back down. I slid Blue out of me and dropped him at my side. My hands and legs went limp and I lay there nearly comatose and extraordinarily pleased. I felt him crawl up the bed and lay beside me. As I curled up to him I finally understood the male need for sleep after sex. He kissed my forehead and brushed the hair from my face.

“I’ve would have spent a lot more money on those if they’d asked me for it. I’ve never enjoyed seeing Christmas toys played with more”, he said before kissing my forehead once more.

“Definitely the best Christmas I’ve ever had” I replied. With this we kissed, with passion yet a sweetness either derived from an intense bond or extreme exhaustion. He then lifted my head with his hand and I looked into his eyes surprised to see his face had changed again. With a deviant grin he said, “Now are you ready to find out what the little one is really for?”

To be continued…

Toys for Two - Part III  (XGC) The finale I couldn't wait until tomorrow to write. #1205916 by Ivy Cain