"Oh," she gasped, at the first touch of the tool against her stomach skin. It was cold and it gave her the chills as it moved wildly over her flesh.
Teri stroked it along her flat stomach, slowly inching it down towards her crotch, but delaying it as much as she could so that when it finally did touch her where she wanted it, she would be really hot.
She kind of poked the head of the vibrator into her belly-button, and it sent strange tingles into her navel and to the pit of her stomach. She felt her cunt getting hotter and hotter and she could no longer delay the contact she so desperately needed.
Her hand jumped to her crotch, and she placed the tip, of the tool against one of her tender inner thighs, just where it touched her crotch, and she jumped an inch into the air as she did so.
The spot was so sensitive, so hidden, that she was hardly able to endure the contact of the vibrator, so she only applied the plastic tool for a second at a time, and then drew it away, catching her breath and preparing for the next touch.
In this manner, she rubbed the vibrator along both of the spots, making her cunt even wetter than it already was. There was no controlling her actions now, and she slid the sleek, plastic rod over her bushy pubic mound.
The plastic head pressed gently into the soft bulge, and instantly sent out waves of lusting pleasure. They were hot splashes of passion that originated from the head of the vibrator and moved outward along her entire cunt and ended up concentrated in her hot clit.
She kept pressing it along her mound, rubbing it gently up and down, thrilling to the pleasure it brought her, and making her pant and gasp wildly. She began to press it between her moist cunt lips, just along the outside, spreading them apart and slowly exposing her clitoris to the shivering plastic head.
She did not make direct contact with the hot bud, but kept the tool moving around the nub, touching the wet folds of skin with the rod and making the clit vibrate indirectly as she did so.
It was hot now, intense, as the vibrator was so near her clit and yet so far, making it spasm and swell and making her gasp for air like a fish out of water. Her mouth was dry, and she gulped rapidly trying to wet her throat, but the rush of air as she gasped made it impossible to keep wet. Then she moved the tip of the rod down even further, edging it to the warm cavern of her cunt hole, pushing the protective lips aside to allow the head of the monster into her hole.
The vibrator was really moving into her slot now, sending those fantastic shivering sensations into her cunt and deep inside her passage, even though the tool was barely in the twat.
"Oh, God," she grunted in a heavy moan, and she sent the vibrator flying into her quivering orifice.
She sunk it into her cunt up to her fingers and her entire body began to shake wildly on the couch, as though she were now a part of the plastic rocket. The springs of the couch were creaking and she was jumping wildly about as the vibrator sat inside her.
From his vantage point on top of the stairs, Gary could see everything. He could not believe his eyes, but there was his wife, on the couch with a shiny vibrator shoved up her cunt.
She was really enjoying it, too. He could see that clearly enough. Her head was thrown back, her mouth open and panting and her back arched stiffly. Her legs were wide open, and he could not even see the tool, it was stuck so deeply in her cunt.
Her body was shaking and wriggling like it never did with him, and there was a layer of sweat all over her body. As he watched, he felt depressed, thinking that his wife had just run from fucking with him, to fuck with a plastic tool, and the tool seemed to be giving her more pleasure.
It was in her long enough now, and Teri pulled the tool out. There was a sucking noise as she did so, for her cunt was so wet now, and the muscles of her twat were wrapped tightly about the rod.
She drew it all the way out, and then slipped it back in about half-way, giving herself another rush of pleasure. Then she began the steady pumping of the vibrator in and out of her cunt. It was unlike any other sensation she had ever felt. It was much better than Gary's cock, for it seemed to fill her completely, even though it was so small, and sent shock-waves of pleasure into her body.
Back and forth her hand flew, driving the quivering tool in and out of her cunt at a terrific pace. She would rub it round and round in a small circle as well, making the hard tip rub against her swollen walls.
Gary could literally see the juices running out of her cunt and onto the pillow of the sofa. He could not believe she was that wet, and she hadn't even come yet. Her cunt lips were bright red from the blood rushing under her skin, and they were glistening.
"Uh, uh," groaned Teri, "Oh, yessss. God!"
And as Gary watched his wife please herself with the plastic tool, coming out with passionate cries and groans, he felt his limp cock growing hard. It started slowly at first, and by the time he noticed it, it was half its swollen size already.
He reached down and grabbed his tool, and his fingers felt terrific around it, and he began stroking and pulling on his pecker as he watched his wife writhe on the couch. He imagined that he was fucking her again, and it was his dick that was making her so hot and bothered, instead of the vibrator.
Teri was really frantic now, with the vibrator whipping in and out of her pussy, the shivering sensations moving up into her clit and making her box hot with desire. She could feel her orgasm growing, pulsing with each movement of the tool and she stuffed it in further and faster with each passing second.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, completely unaware that her husband was watching her and beating his meat to her wildly jerking body.
Gary beat his meat in a frenzy as he watched the blonde's jugs bounce and toss on her chest as she writhed in pleasure. Her body looked more beautiful than ever, with her long legs spread so wide, her chest up-thrust and her face a mask of animal lust.
His fist was flying up and down his shaft, and he felt the scum burning in his balls, getting nearer and nearer to shooting out of his dick as he beat himself off.
Teri was very near also, and she angled the tool so that the smooth, plastic handle was lying against her clitoris, sending the wild vibrations though it also. She felt as if she would not be able to endure the pleasure the tool was bringing her as it tickled her clit, but she held her hand steady and let it do its work.
"OH GOD!" she screamed as she came. Her body literally jumped off the sofa and dropped back onto the wet spot between her legs.
As she came, so did her husband. He felt his dick grow rock hard and then the sperm came shooting up the shaft and gushing out the tip. He did not even try to stop it as it fired over the railing and splattered onto the rug in the living room.
Faster and faster he pumped, feeling the scum bursting forth wildly from his dick and watching the cunt juices spill out of his wife's convulsing cunt.
They ran out of her wet hole as she held the vibrator firmly in place, running over the slick plastic pole and pouring over her legs. She could feel herself wetting the sofa, but she did not care. And finally, it was done.
She pulled the tool from her twat and clicked it off, then relaxed on the couch, her ass sitting in the cool puddle of her own juices. Her eyes were closed and she wondered if any man could ever make her feel as good as she felt now.
Gary let the last few drops of scum drip off his dick, and looked down at the clear globs on the floor. He was glad that Teri had not seen him, for he could not face her now.
He finally realized just how little pleasure he gave her and he felt terrible. He was not even as satisfying as a plastic tool. In dejection, he climbed back upstairs and went to bed.
The next morning, not much was said between the two people, and Teri was wondering what was the matter. But she did not think about it for long, for she began thinking about her come on the couch.