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“Oh fuck, Annie

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“Oh fuck, Annie“I was thinking about it all the next day while I was away in Belfast,” she continued. “After dinner in the evening, I made an excuse about having a headache, and went back to my hotel room to look at Lush Stories again on my laptop. I read a couple more of your stories, then I looked at some of the other stuff. I found their store, and looked at the stuff they had, and found the Lelo vibrators. And I was so turned on, I thought sod the cost, and ordered one. And they must be really efficient, because it arrived on Monday – I couldn’t believe it!” “Which one did you get?” I asked. “The Gigi. Do you want to see?”For a moment I assumed she was going to show me a picture, but she opened her bag, and pulled it out! She handed it to me.“Don’t worry, I’ve given it a good wipe,” she said. “I don’t mind,” I said. I knew about the Gigi; it had a weird-looking bulging head that was specially designed to stimulate the g-spot. I pushed the “on” buttons, and it leapt to life, buzzing gently just like my Mona. I rubbed it down my arm, then felt bolder, and stroked my neck, then let it slip down the front of my blouse and touch the edge of my bra. Then I thought, let’s go for it, and slid it inside my bra cup, over the smooth bulge of my breast, until it reached my nipple. As soon as the vibrating tip touched the little bud, it sprang to life, going from a soft jelly to a hard pebble in an instant. “Phew,” I sighed, and gave a quick little grin. “It certainly seems to work.”“Let me try,” said Caitlin, and I handed it over, assuming she was going to give herself a little buzz as well. But instead she ran it down my arm as I’d done, and then stroked the side of my leg with it, just below the hem of my skirt, which reached to just above my knees. I gave a little shiver of pleasure. She pulled it away, as if worried that she’d gone too far. “Don’t stop,” I breathed. “It’s nice.”She nodded, and tentatively edged the vibrator under the hem of my skirt and tickled further up my thigh. To help her, I gripped my skirt and pulled it up, exposing more of my bare upper thighs. Caitlin licked her lips, which seemed to have gone dry all of a sudden, and rolled the vibrator across my thigh, then up between my legs. I pulled my skirt higher, right up over my pelvis, exposing a pair of pale yellow Marks and Spencer’s knickers. A few wisps of my neatly trimmed dark bush hung over the top.Caitlin looked at me with a look of concern.“You can’t stop now,” I whispered, leaning back on the table. “You have to show it to me properly now.”She touched the vibrator against my knickers, the purple shaft vivid against the pale yellow, then pressed the head against the bulge of my pudendum. My labia puffed out on either side, and when she pulled it away there was a damp spot where my juices had soaked through. “I guess I’d better take these off,” I said, and carefully pulled them down, revealing the neat triangle of my trimmed bush pointing down to my clitoris and the wet slit below. Caitlin was shaking slightly. I even thought I saw a tear welling up in her eye. “Oh fuck, Annie,” she whispered. We both knew there was no going back now. As I kicked my shoes off, letting my little knickers drop onto the carpet, I sat on the edge of the table and parted my legs. All I could hear was my own breathing and the low steady buzzing, as Caitlin held the vibrator against my bare pussy for the first time. I involuntarily sucked in my breath as it touched the folds of skin round my clitoris. She teasingly circled it güvenilir bahis round my clit for a moment, before letting the head slide down between my labia. The bulging head parted my lips just like the knob of a cock, and with one smooth movement pushing it up inside me. I was so wet that my pussy offered no resistance, and the whole purple shaft disappeared completely. “Whoo, fuck, Annie, you’re soaking,” observed Caitlin. She couldn’t keep her eyes off it as she moved it in and out a few times, the shape of it causing it to throb naturally against my g-spot. Watching all the time, she eased it back out, and I could see how it glistened with my sticky juices. She looked at me, then put it in her mouth and sucked my juices off. Then she put it back against my vulva, teasingly stroking my labia before sliding it back inside. Holding the handle, she began to rotate it round inside my vagina, circling it against my soft internal walls. It felt wonderful, and I began to squirm on the table. Then Caitlin pressed one of the buttons on the handle, and the steady pulse changed to a harder, regular beating throb. “Oh fuck,” I gasped. Caitlin leant over and began to unbutton my blouse, revealing my little flowery bra. I reached up and pulled my blouse off my shoulders, wanting to take it off. As Caitlin pushed my bra up off my tits, I managed to unclip the strap, and between us we managed to drag both bra and blouse off, so I was topless. I felt so naked in front of her. Was it really Caitlin from the office, looking at my bare breasts, holding a throbbing vibrator inside my vagina? Even without being touched, my nipples were rock hard. I could feel my vaginal juices bubbling up inside me and running out down my thighs. “Oh shit, Annie, you don’t know how long I spent looking at your photo on Lush Stories, wanting to move your hands so I could see your little tits properly. And now I can see them for real. They’re fucking perfect. Can I…?” Unable to speak, I just nodded. Without any more hesitation, Caitlin reached out a hand and stroking my right breast, circling her finger round my pink nipple. Then she leant over and took it in her mouth and sucked on it, while her free hand cupped my other breast and kneaded it roughly. I was breathing harder now, getting more aroused. Wanting to get her as bare as I was, I pulled her blouse out of her skirt and began to drag it up her back. Briefly leaving the Gigi still throbbing inside me, Caitlin quickly undid a couple of buttons, then pulled her blouse over her head. Her breasts were much larger than mine, and she was wearing a plain white bra that nevertheless pressed them together to create an impressive cleavage. She heaved up her skirt, revealing her own knickers, which were black with purple trim. I put out my hand and stroked the front, feeling her pudenda underneath. “They’re nice,” I said.“I wore them specially,” she said, and then looked embarrassed. “I just thought…”“I’m glad you did,” I said. I pulled down the front of them, and saw that, unlike me, her public mound was totally hairless. It looked very smooth, as if it had been newly waxed for the occasion. “Let me get them right off,” Caitlin smiled. There was a short pause while we both stripped off our remaining clothing. I only had my skirt to remove, so I was able to admire Caitlin’s body as she took off her bra, skirt and knickers. I slid the Gigi out of my pussy, and stood up as Caitlin pulled her knickers off. Still holding the toy, I put my arms around her and stretched türkçe bahis my head up to kiss her; she was a good six inches taller than me, so I had to go up on tiptoe. As our mouths met and I felt the warmth of her lips on mine, I stroked the Gigi against her neck, rubbing it around the side and onto her throat. She let out a whimper of pleasure, and pushed her tongue into my welcoming mouth. I pulled her down onto the carpet, and for a few moments we just lay there, our naked bodies entwined, her big boobs squashed against my little ones, her legs clasping me in a strong grip so I couldn’t escape; not that I wanted to. Small as I was, I somehow ended up on top, my legs clasping one of her thighs, my wet pussy smearing her body with my sticky juices. Her large breasts were heaving as she lay there on her back, gazing up at me. With the Gigi still in my hand, I pushed her thighs apart so her smooth, bare pussy opened in front of me. Her labia were already prominent, and I could see her own lubricating liquid glistening along her slit. “Now it’s your turn,” I said, and placed the Gigi against her slit. She opened her mouth and gasped as the pulsing head stimulated her vulva. Rotating the head slowly, I pushed it between her lips and into her cunt. She let out a high-pitched squeal, which she cut off with a squeak when she remembered where she was; it would never do if someone walking past heard us. I angled the shaft so the head pressed against where I judged her g-spot to be. “Up a bit, just a bit, oh fuck yes, that’s it, right there.” I was almost worried at how aroused she was getting. I altered the setting of the Gigi to a regular pulse, and moved it around her soft, spongy interior. A little circle, followed by gentle pressure, then another push. “Oh fuck me sweet Jesus,” she managed to gasp out. “Come here Annie, let me take it, but I want to do you too. Lie down next to me.”She took the Gigi from me, and pressed it into her harder than I’d have dared. I lay down and raised one of my legs so she could see my labia and wet slit. Then she licked two of her fingers, and gently inserted them into my tight little vagina. I threw my head back as her fingers curved up inside me, finding my own g-spot and stroking against it. I put my hand on my clitoris and began to rub against it, a steady rhythm. Oh fuck, I was going to come soon, I could tell. I gasped again as I felt Caitlin slide a third finger into me, pushing a little deeper. She began to finger-fuck me, and I began to purr in my throat as I felt my orgasm start to build. I could hear the schlup, schlup, schlup as her fingers pumped in and out, drowning out the soft buzz of the Gigi, almost inaudible inside her pussy. “Oh Caitlin, I’m going to come,” I moaned, as my fingers flew across my clit. With one last frenzied rub, my orgasm flooded through me, and I shook all over as Caitlin’s fingers clenched inside me. “Oh shi-i-i-ite,” I gasped out, as my orgasm subsided, and Caitlin withdrew her fingers. My naked body was covered in a sheen of perspiration, and I was struggling to get my breathing back under control. Meanwhile, Caitlin was still fucking herself with the Gigi, and as I watched, she sat up and concentrated all her efforts on holding it inside her, pressing at her spot.“Oh shit, it’s coming, it’s coming,” she grunted under her breath. “It’s coming; oh cunting fuck.”All of a sudden, she pulled out the Gigi, and I gasped as a great arc of liquid squirted out of her vagina. She seemed to have lost all control of güvenilir bahis siteleri her body; her legs kicking, her torso writhing, her tits bouncing, as another fountain of liquid shot out all over the carpet. Just in time, I put my hand out and caught some of the last squirt, as Caitlin subsided in a helpless heap on the floor. I licked the almost clear liquid; it tasted a bit like my own juices, only much thinner and slightly sweeter in taste. She looked at me and smiled. “Well, that’s my party trick,” she gasped. “I’d not done it with the Gigi yet, but I thought I could.” “I had a friend at Uni who could do it,” I said, “but I only saw her do it once. She said it only happened when she was really turned on.” “Same with me,” said Caitlin, still breathing heavily. “And today I was, really turned on. Jesus Christ, Annie.” We both looked at the stream of liquid that was now soaking slowly into the meeting room carpet. “I don’t think it leaves much of a stain,” mused Caitlin, “though I usually just take the sheets off and put them straight in the wash, and wipe down the wall if it goes that far.” We both began to get dressed again, pulling up our skirts and putting our bras and blouses back on. We were only just in time as it turned out, as suddenly there was a rattle on the door, and we heard a voice outside.“Bloody hell, I had the room booked from three. They can’t still be in there. What in God’s name are they doing?” Quickly, Caitlin gathered up the dirty coffee cups onto a tray and opened the door. There was a small group of five or six men there, looking a bit fed up. They’d probably been hoping the door would stay locked, so they could go back to their desks and get on with some proper work. “I’m so sorry,” she said, with her sweetest smile. “We over-ran, and then Annie here knocked over a water jug, so we were trying to clear it up. I’m afraid we hadn’t quite finished, so there’s still a bit of a damp patch on the carpet, over there behind the table. I’ll sort it out with the kitchen if you like.” The man who seemed to be in charge smiled a not-very-amused smile, and muttered something about “bloody women”, but he let Caitlin and I squeeze past and scuttle off down the corridor with our tray of dirty cups. We dumped them in the tea-bay, and slipped into the loo to freshen up. Caitlin discreetly rinsed the Gigi under the hot tap, washing off the evidence. “It’s waterproof too,” she observed. “I’ve tried it in the shower already.”She looked at me. “Damn, Annie, I’m not really a lesbian, but that was bloody good fun. That’s all your fault, you and your Lush Stories.” I smiled. “Well, you were the one who splashed out on the Gigi,” I said. Caitlin giggled. “Yeah, splashed out is right.” She leant over and kissed me on the lips. “Thanks, that was ace. You’re not the first person I’ve fucked in that room, but you were definitely the best.” I raised an eyebrow, and she giggled. “Yeah, I know I shouldn’t, but it’s better than working. And you need to have some fun in this place.”She looked at me.“I want to read some more of your stories,” she said. “I saw there were some about peeing, and I wasn’t sure that was my thing, but now I feel adventurous. I think I might give one of them a go.”“Send me a friend request,” I said. “When you’re a friend, you can see some pictures of me; a bit more explicit.” Her eyes lit up. “Any more than I’ve seen today?”“Well, probably not, no, and they’re a bit old, but you might like them.”One more thing occurred to me as we went back to the office. “Do you think they’ll realise that there wasn’t any water in the meeting room in the first place?” I mused. “They won’t, believe me,” said Caitlin confidently. “They were all men, didn’t you see? And men never notice things like that.”

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