Toys for Two - Part III

I furrowed my brow, both in confusion and at the prospect of attempting another tryst in my current state of exhaustion.

“Huh?”, was the only word I could manage.
“You weren’t using the little one right. Don’t get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed what you did, but it was meant for something else.”
“Something else?”
“Yup. You ready?”

I hesitated for an instant thinking about how wonderful sleep would be. Then I realized while he had enjoyed himself while watching me in action, he hadn’t enough action himself to be satisfied. There was no way I was going to have that much fun by myself in one night and leave him wanting. “Always” I smiled.

Understanding that I may need a bit of motivation, he lifted me to my knees on the bed. I raised his shirt above his head and we commenced the foreplay which was better late than forgotten. The passion remained in our kisses and the heat returned suddenly as the music picked up. He made his way to the edge of the bed and stood up beside me. Pulling my knees outward he sat me upright on the bed and placed Slim and Big Blue on either side of me. He brought his mouth to mine again and lowered me back onto the bed. His kisses trailed down my neck and to my breasts where he focused on my nipples. With his hand on one, mouth on the other, he needed, sucked and nibbled me back to life.

He worked his way from my breasts down my stomach. Taking a cheek in each hand, he lifted my butt off the sheets and pulled me to where my hips barely remained on the bed. He knelt on the ground and I sat my feet on his shoulders for support. This was one of my favorite positions for oral. I smiled in anticipation.

Spending little time to tease me, he quickly got to the point. My back arched at the sensation his tongue brought as it passed over and flicked my clit. He took my clit between his tongue and teeth and sucked me into a frenzy. Then I felt his tongue move down around my inner folds, back up to my clit and then down the middle again until it settled somewhere deep in the center of me. He rose back up to my clit and slipped Slim into the spot he had just tasted. If I thought too much about his reasoning behind this I don’t remember. His moves were slow and gentle and had me relaxed to the point of sedation. Feeling his tongue sucking on my clit and Slim vibrating within me was euphoric and grand. He eased Slim back into the candlelight and leaned back to get a clear view as he moved it up to my clit and back down again. It slid effortlessly in the moisture I had created.

Then something happened that I didn’t expect and certainly wasn’t prepared for. Slim slid down my body, stopped a little south of where he had previously been inserted and began to create a bit of pressure elsewhere. Startled, I raised to confront his wielder. He had expected this and kissed me as soon as I was on my elbows.

“Relax baby,” he said in a calming tone. “Trust me on this one ok.”
“Trust me? Aren’t those the last words people hear before meeting an untimely death or at the very least succumbing to a very unpleasant experience?”
He laughed at the accusation. “Yes… trust me. If you thought dual-sensation orgasms were fun, wait till you feel this. But you have to relax. If you don’t enjoy yourself just let me know and I’ll move on to something else.
“Do I get to try it on you later then?” I asked, hoping this would give him second thoughts.
He grinned, winked and said “Maybe.”

I rolled my eyes and he kissed me again. He hadn’t led me astray thus far, I felt obligated to at least attempt what he was suggesting. Up to that point, I held a strict no back-door policy but tonight was a night of experimentation and I felt no need to stop short. I laid back onto the bed and took a deep breath. His lips met my clit again and the tension once again left my body. He leaned back and Slim resumed his position just outside what I had deemed “for exit only”. The pressure returned and no longer needing to see to find his way, he began to further relax me orally. I felt Slim twist back and forth a bit and then pop into place. The pressure faded to slight discomfort which then gave way to slight pleasure. He did not thrust it into me as I had expected. He merely inserted it enough to allow me to feel the vibrating bullet within it and let it rest there.

His mouth remained at my clit for the duration, for clearance purposes I’m assuming, which was more than enough to make me wonder why the hell I hadn’t tried this before. The tingle crept back into body. Just when I thought I might climax for the third time, I was once again shocked into a semi-upright position when Big Blue had found his way into the mix. This time, no kiss awaited me. My surprise was greeted by a lusty smile and I smiled back. The sensation was amazing, almost too much to recount. I watched him for a bit, getting hotter by the second. He moved Big Blue just as I had and feasted on me, careful not to jostle Slim much.

The sight of him at work was thrilling. I threw my head back in ecstasy and cried out for him to take me. He refused and instead quickened his pace. My legs were quaking at his shoulders and a violent heat was building within me. The slight pleasure Slim brought turned immense. My heat turned to contractions, to spasms, to convulsions and I erupted in a fit of pleasure unsurpassed and unimaginable. I dropped to the bed to collect myself but instead of being satiated, I was starving. I needed him. I had to make him feel like I did. I had to make him cum as hard as I did.

He had the toys removed and beside the bed before I knew it. I stood to meet him and kissed him, letting him feel my hunger and he returned it. Tasting myself still on his lips, I yearned for him more. I turned him around and pushed him to the bed. Out of my nightstand drawer, I grabbed my bullet vibrator and twisted it to its maximum. Straddling him, I placed the vibe just under his balls touching his perineum. He brought his legs together to hold it in place. I took his shaft in both hands and slid my lips over his head before rotating my hands in opposite directions and taking his head fully in my mouth. My tongue swirled around him as I sucked, holding him firmly at the base and twisting the other hand around him. I dropped my hands to his hips and ran my fingernails up to his chest. I took him entirely into my mouth down to his base and lifted again, sucking as I went with all the pressure I could muster.

“Enough” he shouted and I agreed. I raised to position myself, holding him firmly and guided him inside me. The initial entry took our breath away. We found it again quickly as I rocked myself against him. Hearing nothing more than the moans we emitted, I rode him. My pelvis grinding in with each upward motion and back with each downward thrust, I sped up with each breath we took. His hands found my hips and I knew he was close. I reached back to ensure that the bullet was still in place and I cupped it and his balls to press it strong against him. He called my name and I cried for God. Heaven was on its way. I thought nothing about my inhibitions. Each shout of his name made him pull me harder. I rode faster and more forcefully until we were slamming into each other. We spoke in incoherent grunts and two-word phrases. I clenched my muscles as tight as I could. He squeezed my hips and exploded inside me. I let the bullet drop and slowed to a halt above him.

Exhausted and drenched in sweat we folded into each other. I rested myself onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. Neither of us spoke. The world no longer existed that night and there were no words for the experience we shared. Never before had a masturbation session left me feeling so connected with another soul that our love was a palpable electricity and words were moot. I cannot say how long we stayed there, engulfed in that feeling. When we finally caught our breath, we kissed once more and rolled onto our sides, completely entwined. We drifted to sleep and the world came again with the sunrise… and we came again in the shower.