Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2 - Sex Stories

Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2

... opposite sides of her slim body, from outside her small firm breasts down over her waist, to end flaring out on her hips. Ever so slightly, those small hips rocked back and forth on that very big log. "Or do we begin with my tongue on you?" Both hands lowered. Her fingers stroked down his chest leisurely, delayed on the the moguls of his washboard stomach, obvious through his thin shirt, and stopped on the large knob that appeared from between her legs. She shuddered involuntarily when her thumbs bumped her own swelling sensitive little knob. Since she had discovered the release of the shower head, Candy had found several ways of duplicating the pulsing jets' effect. Many of them centered around this hidden nub, both to torture herself toward the point of unbearability, and to let loose the tension once the spring was wound tight. Recently she had uncovered a way to bypass the clit, and get a similar but somehow deeper release. Curious about the actual 'insert penis in the vagina' process, Candy searched her belongings for a suitable surrogate. Something vaguely cylindrical, and not too big. The handle of a hair brush was her first lover. Naked on her bed, she slipped the handle into her mouth, sucking it. Her first blow job, she giggled to herself. Her saliva added lubrication but it probably wasn't needed. The tension in her belly had reached a frantic state when she'd begun her search. The very act of searching for a faux cock to give herself an orgasm excited her more. ...

... While she'd enjoyed the filling feeling as it entered her, she had to return a hand to the magic button to get the strong release she needed. It had been that release, with the plastic handle still inside, that received the credit for taking her physical maidenhood. The next object she tried, and the first lover to blow her mind, was her toothbrush. The handle was a shaft slightly larger than the brush. It was waterproof and easy to wash. She assumed a real human penis couldn't be much thicker than that. The handle wasn't very long and the end was flat with rounded edges. Even the small button on the side was a streamlined sealed rubber affair on the side. She figured if she wanted to slip it in deeper, she could hold onto the brush part like a handle. Her only concern was the blunt end, thicker than the rounded brush handle had been. She breathed out deeply, blowing the air toward the ceiling above her bed. After slipping tortuous fingers inside her, as she found herself doing more and more recently, and some sucking and licking on her new second lover, she had managed to ease the blunt tip inside. Not far, but enough to need to adjust to the stretched, filled feeling it brought. It was odd to sense her body relaxing around the invader while it continued to tense. She slid it further in. She threw her head back with a whimper as the fullness increased. She concentrated on her breath. Her torment was reaching a peak, the unfamiliar pressure adding to the unbearability, but she ...