The World Is Her Oyster - Sex Stories

The World Is Her Oyster

Did you buy it?

Yes

There were no pockets in her Sunday skirt, but that never stopped Olivia from sneaking her phone in church and texting her boyfriend without her mom noticing. She wanted to tell him all about the embarrassing experience of buying a Quantum Wand at the store and managing to throw away the packaging just before getting picked up (did they really have to put a picture of the pocket pussy Josh had bought on the box?). But the key to texting in church was restraint, discretion, and short messages.

Let’s do it.

Can’t now.

Didnt jack off all week 4 dis. WHy send me nude if ur not rdy 2 go.

K

Olivia smiled to herself while randomly mumbling her participation in the congregation’s chants. She did send him a tasteful open-shirt selfie with her perky tits exposed this morning, and she was still riding that high. Her mom never let her see her boyfriend, so the little games they played stoked the fire of her bottled-up lust. Getting an oral creampie in church... that would be the craziest thing she’d ever done.

The Quantum Fleshlight™ marketed itself as a way for people in long-distance relationships to share intimate moments, but it became a best-selling sex toy because the disappearing jizz meant no shameful cleaning of your masturbation instruments after use. Josh had bought the actual fleshlight, some obscene tube with one end shaped like a vagina, and she had purchased the companion wand that told the fleshlight where to send the seeds. ...

... Without a paired wand, some speculated that the cum was cast into the vast emptiness of outer space.

Olivia held, hidden in the palm of her hand, the thin black rod crowned with a black marble that looked like some futuristic, reusable cotton swab. Along the rod were tiny buttons labeled 1 to 4 and a bigger one, backlit by a blue LED. Olivia didn’t get a chance to look at the instructions before throwing them away but it seemed simple enough.

Pairing code?

Whatever 1234

The giddy girl was about to suggest something more secure when her mom snapped at her: “Olivia, put your phone away, for Christ’s sake.” That woman always had perfect timing when it came to giving her daughter that extra push she needed to misbehave. With her phone now confiscated, Olivia had made up her mind; her mom wouldn’t control every aspect of her life, like whether or not she was allowed to dip the communion wafer in her boyfriend’s semen before eating it.

In the secrecy of her palm, Olivia pressed the four buttons in succession: 1-2-3-4, then pretended to pray with the wand between her hands and her hands to her mouth. She made a little nest for the ball in the middle of her tongue and pressed the blue button. For a few seconds, she could catch the flashing glow of a wand computing its quantum magic between her fingers, then the blue light turned ON steady, and she knew her secret boyfriend’s fleshlight was one with her mouth, at least until she pressed the blue button ag.... “You’re ...