High Voltage/Get the Vibrator

From Create Your Own Story

The world was spinning, but there was a brief moment of clarity. My mind thought of that purple vibrator I had seen earlier in the bra drawer. I stood up quickly, steadied myself on my nightstand, then grabbed the vibrator. I took off all my clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor, turned off the lights and then jumped into the bed.

I let my hand wander. I part my legs and feel a slight dampness. I flicked a small switch on the base of the vibrator and it began to hum. I pressed it against my clitoris and I wriggled and smiled. I slowly pushed the toy inside of me. I find a depth that feels really nice and I let go, it stays in place continuing to vibrate. With both hands free, I begin to massage my body, moaning, rubbing my nipples and clit. I'm almost there. I'm about to come. It's driving me insane. I feel it slide in a little deeper and I throw both of my hands to my mouth and start screaming in delight as wave after wave of pleasure rips through me and I writhe on the bed, a smiling sweating mess.

I turn off the vibrator, letting it fall to the floor, and I drifted off to sleep with a great big smile on my face.


Waking up the next morning was rough. It was 10AM and I had already slept through my two classes for the day. "Shit!" I said, when I realized I never set an alarm. I put on a bathrobe and stumbled out into the common area to get some water to drink.

When I returned to my room, I started looking for a new outfit. I soon remembered that I had to work from 1-8, and looked for my work uniform: jeans and a black scoop neck tee shirt. It emphasized my cleavage, but I worked at a sports bar, so it was to be expected.

When I was done getting dressed, Shawn had sent me a new text message, "Come by when you get out of work tonight."

I replied, "Ok," and then I remembered Elianna mentioning how Lauren had thought Shawn was cheating on her. I had a few hours before I needed to go to work. Maybe I could check up on him.


Should I:

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