High School Nerd - Wednesday - Sex Stories

High School Nerd - Wednesday

... scheming about how I might seduce him tomorrow at school, but I can't wait that long for some relief from the tension that I feel. I turn in for bed early, securely locking my bedroom door.

Crawling into bed, I turn the lights down low and open the bottom drawer of my nightstand. Reaching in, I pull out my magic wand. No, I'm not a witch. It's not that kind of magic wand. You girls will know what I'm talking about. I spent the extra money and got the good, cordless one. It has variable speed and all the settings. Placing the head of the vibrator against my pubic bone. I have it set to deliver slow, soft vibes. The low frequency penetrates through my bones and makes my entire pelvic region thrum. I have been building Henry up so much in my mind, that now he just oozes sexuality. I still wonder if it was really panties that he was showing off? Could it have been Sandra's?

I imagine him begging to be with me. I imagine him taking my panties off. In my head, I see Henry eating me out, splitting my little peach of a pussy with his tongue, lapping up all of my peach juice. Flicking my clit with his tongue.

Now that my engine is started, it's time to bump up both the speed and intensity of the vibrator, a couple notches. Guiding the Vibrator down lower, I apply pressure around my opening. Now I imagine Henry inserting a finger, no, two fingers. He is doing a come hither movement that hits my G-Spot. After a couple minutes of that it's time to turn the speed up a couple ...

... more notches. I reach back into my bottom nightstand drawer and find my soft, anatomically correct rubber dildo. Inserting it adds a feeling of fullness. The head of the vibrator migrates back up, teasing my clit, then runs back down, connecting with the dildo. Then back to my clit again. The vibrator causes the entire dildo to vibrate, deep inside of me. The tingling is felt all the way to my foundation, and it makes my toes curl. With my left hand, I play with my nipples, rolling them between thumb and forefinger and tugging on them. The sensation reaches a fever pitch and I feel myself fall over the edge of the precipice. My body bucks and spasms three times, involuntarily. Now I can't stand for the vibrator to touch me, and hit the button to power it down. I imagine French kissing Henry in post coital bliss.

Putting my magic wand back in the drawer, I make a run to the bathroom. I look in the mirror at my face. I love the way my face looks, right after cumming. My face and chest are flushed and engorged. My lips are full and swollen, making them look pouty. Observing myself in the mirror, I purse my lips and imagine kissing Henry with my soft, full lips. Looking down from the mirror, I close my eyes, take a slow deep breath and splash cold water on my face. I got to quit this and get some sleep. Cheerleaders need their beauty rest, after all. The cold water is bracing and refreshing. I feel sassy and satisfied. I clean up and wash my face. Crawling back in bed, I spoon ...