“What are these metal bead-things inside for, again?” Kelly groaned. “Oh, Tara, they feel so good! They rotate. Turn it on, you’ll see.”
“I have to put in the batteries,” I told her. “Hang on.” I set the phone down and dug in the box. Batteries included-how convenient! They were easy to slide in, and I
pressed both of the “on” buttons. The metal beads rotated under the see-through shaft, and the little bird, well-hummed. You could keep pushing the buttons to make it vibrate and rotate faster.
“Kelly?” I picked up the phone.
“Mmm! I can hear it,” she said. “God, just the sound makes me wet.”
“Kelly!” I flushed, the vibrator trembling in my hand. I turned the controls up as high as they would go. It was kind of loud.
“Want me to get mine?” She lowered her voice. “We can play together.”
“Kelly!” I felt my cheeks grow even hotter. I wiggled on the couch, feeling the seam of my jeans rubbing between my legs. It felt really good.
“Oh, come on,” she said. “Wouldn’t it be more fun to share it?” I touched the pink, bulbous tip to the seam of my jeans and shivered. “Ok.”
“Hang on.”
I slid my jeans and panties down off my hips while I waited for her to come back to the phone, getting comfortable on the couch, still crooking the phone. The vibrator seemed to still be going strong. I lifted my shirt, and pulled down the cup of my bra, touching the pink tip to my dark-colored nipple. The shaft vibrated a little, but the hummingbird was the thing that really got going. I pressed that to my nipple and moaned out loud.
“Hey, don’t start without me.” Kelly sounded out of breath.
“Where are you?” I rubbed the hummingbird over my other nipple now, my eyes closing at the sensation.
“My bedroom,” Kelly said. “Taylor’s in preschool today.”
“So—” I held the vibrator up. “Yours looks like mine?”
“Yep, except it’s blue and has a rabbit instead of a hummingbird.”
“So, how do you-?”
“I’m gonna tell you,” she said. “Let me get my panties off.” I’d seen Kelly with her panties off a million times, but I hadn’t ever really thought about her taking her panties off to…well, to do what we were about to do.
“Are you undressed?” she asked. “You should have your panties all the way off.”
“Yeah,” I snuck the little hummingbird down my belly and pressing it against my clit. Oh, God! I’d only ever owned one vibrator, and it was the old white kind with the screw-top bottom, and it had been sitting dead in my drawer for two years. I remembered now how good vibrators really were!
“Ok, what I like to do,” Kelly started. “Is to tease my clit with the little rabbit.
Hummingbird for you.”
“Yeah,” I breathed. “I am.”
“Mmmmm. Doesn’t that feel good?”
“Yes… oh, yes.” I could feel my pussy lips swelling, my juices flowing.
“I know.”
I could hear her breathing a little faster. I couldn’t help remembering what her pussy looked like-her naturally red hair trimmed and shaved into a neat strip above her bare lips. What did her little blue rabbit look like, sliding between them? I looked down between my own legs, rubbing the pink hummingbird between the dark hair of my slit.
Kelly kept telling me I should shave there, but I never had.
“Ok…” Kelly sounded breathless. “Now… you should be wet enough to slide it inside… are you?”
“Oh, yeah!” I tilted the vibrator and aimed the tip towards my pussy. “Are… are you?”
I heard her smile. “God, yes.”
“Are you putting yours in, too?” My voice moved toward a whisper, although no one was home. I slipped the tip of it into my pussy, sliding it about halfway in.
“Yeah, right now,” she said. “Mmmm. God, I love feeling it go inside.”
“Me, too.”
“Ok,” she breathed. “Now press it all the way, ’til your little bird rests right against your clit.”
I slid it in further, and the hummingbird’s long slender bill, soft and jelly-like and vibrating furiously, rested right up against my clit. I pushed it in further, and the whole body, the wings spread, covered my clit.
“Ohhhh Kelly!” I moaned, rocking my hips a little. “You do it, too.”
“I am,” she whispered. “You can fuck yourself like this if you want-it feels really good. Just move it in and out.”
I did, sliding the shaft through my wetness, moving the hummingbird over my clit again and again. My whole body felt flushed, and when I closed my eyes, I wondered what Kelly looked like, laying on her bed and fucking her pussy just like me.
“It gets better, though.”
“It can’t,” I breathed, fucking myself a little faster now.
“You can make it go faster or slower, by pushing the buttons,” she explained.
“One controls the vibration. The other rotates the beads.” I had forgotten about the beads. I pressed the other button on, and they began to rotate inside of me, slowly at first, then faster as I kept pushing and pushing the button.
“Oh!” I cried, half in surprise, half in pleasure. They were moving around and around inside, touching me in places I didn’t even know existed.
“Yeah.” Kelly’s breath came even faster. “Do you like it?”
“Oh yes!” I rocked my hips faster now, the vibrator shoved all the way into me.
“You can get really good, and learn to control it with one hand,” Kelly murmured.
“And then you can use your other hand to play with your nipples.”
“Are you?” I imagined Kelly’s full breasts, her pink nipples.
“Yeah,” she said. “Makes it that much better.”
I tried it, shoving the vibrator into me with one hand, and moving my other hand over to tweak my hard nipples. I whimpered into the phone. “Ohhh, I really like that!” Kelly was breathing really fast now, and I could just hear the buzz of her vibrator moving. “Tara,” she whispered.
“Yes.”
“I’m really close,” she panted. “Oh, it’s so fucking good, honey!”
“Me, too.” I ground against the vibrator now, my hips lifting off the couch. “Oh, I’m almost there!”
“Come on,” she murmured. “I want you to come with me.”
“Ohhh, now, now! Kelly, now!” My orgasm took me by surprise, the force of it incredible, each spasm trying to force the vibrator out of me, but I held it in, riding it,
bucking against it. I could hear her coming, too, moaning through the phone, and the sound of it was exciting—strange and familiar all at once.
I dropped the phone for a moment, and it fell between the couch cushions. My ears were ringing, and things looked fuzzy. I don’t think I’d ever come so hard. I turned the vibrator off, my clit and pussy swollen, still feeling thick with it as I pulled it out. It was soaking wet with my juices and I rested it against my belly.
I dug for the phone, finding it and putting it back to my ear. I could hear Kelly still panting. “Oh baby, yeah, I love it hard,” she whispered. I looked at the receiver for a moment. I knew she had come, I was sure of it—so what was she doing now?
“Ohhhh Tara,” she murmured. “Don’t stop. I’m gonna come again.” My face-my whole body-felt like it was on fire listening to her. I could hear her vibrator still, the sound of her voice, her breath, all moving toward climax. Come again?
More than once? I reached down and pressed my hand between my legs, everything there still throbbing with my orgasm. My clit felt too sensitive to touch. Still, it felt good, rubbing my hand over my mound. Maybe-?
“Ohhh fuck!” she moaned. “Oh, honey, I’m coming again for you!”