The Hitachi Magic Wand was widely considered to be an instant orgasm in toy form. The most powerful masturbator on the market. But even I was surprised when I turned it on and teased its head down my body, starting between the valley of my breasts and heading down…down…down…
“Oh!”
The first vibrations between my legs caught me by surprise. It was intense on my skin, but on my pussy, I felt ready to burst immediately. No good. I wanted this orgasm to be worth the hour of foreplay I’d accidentally endured.
I withdrew and turned my attention to the dildo, which stood at attention on the shower wall.
Positioning myself in front of it, I presented my ass and slowly—oh my God, that’s so fucking big—sank my pussy back onto it.
“Yes,” I hissed, relishing the sensation.
I let myself linger, not rocking the cock inside me orreturning the vibrator to my clit. Its girth completed me, pressing against every button in my depths.
I wonder if Hudson is this big.
The thought came out of nowhere. My eyes snapped open.
No. No, this could not be happening. I could not be having a sexual awakening to my coworker.
Returning one hand to my nipples, I focused on that pleasure instead. But with every touch and every tease, I imagined his hands exploring me.
Slowly, I rode my dildo. Surelythatwould keep him out of my mind.
I whimpered as my clit throbbed, begging for contact, begging to deepen the fantastic tingles already stirring in me from penetration alone.
You could teach him so much about sex. Can you imagine if he saw you like this, fucking yourself to the thought of him?
Fuck, fuck. This wasn’t working. No matter the parameters of my experiment, my thoughts kept circling straight back to him.
No amount of fucking myself was going to get Hudson out of my head.
Arching back against my dildo in earnest now, I lowered the wand to my clit.
“Ah!”
I shuddered around the cock. The vibrations were so strong, so good, so highly directed. It wouldn’t be long until I came.
But he kept popping up in my head. His groans intermingling with mine. His hand toying with my clit as he thrust deep inside me. Him breathing praise as he delighted in every inch of me.
With each errant thought, I raised the vibrations a little bit, giving me enough blinding pleasure to erase him—at least for a second or two.
But then, as I ran out of breath, I also ran out of vibration speeds. My moans wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t hold it back…
Screw it. I wanted to cum, and I wanted the orgasm to be delicious.
I embraced the fantasy, picturing Hudson’s hands firmly on my hips, rocking me back onto his big, thick cock as the vibrations on my toy reached a fever pitch. I climbed higher and higher. My own moans echoed off the marble walls.
This was it. I was going to cum. I was going to cum for him…
Before I could stop myself, I screamed—
“Hudson!”
My orgasm shattered over me, and my entire body racked around the cock buried in my cunt. Riding the waves, I clung to it until my trembling stilled and my heart slowed to a normal pace.
The effort exhausted me. I slumped back, more satisfied than I could remember being in a long,longtime.
“Holy shit,” I muttered, turning off the shower and letting the cold air of the bathroom bring me back to reality.
