Masturbation Erotica
"The Gift," a sex story by Simone
"Got a package for you, ma'am."
The mail carrier startled Celia, who was knee deep in garden mud.
"Sorry, but I'll need a signature on this one."
She removed her gloves and took the clip board he offered her. "Thanks." She signed her name and nervously took the package, hoping that he didn't know what was inside. She felt her cheeks flush.
The mail carrier tipped his hat. "Thank you, Ma'am, and you have yourself a very nice day."
His leer told her that he knew. Celia, you're just being silly, she thought. How could he possibly . . . ?
"Because he delivers hundreds of packages a day," she said out loud, to nobody.
Celia took the package into the house and set it on the kitchen table. Thinking better of the idea, she snatched it back and ran it into her bedroom, locking the door behind her.
"Where should I put you?" She set the box down on her crisply made bed. She didn't want anyone to see its contents. I should have never ordered this, she thought. But since I did, shouldn't I check to see that I got the right one?
Celia pulled at the tape on the side of the carton. It came away easily. Great packaging job. She peeked inside. The bright pink object frightened her and she slammed the top down on the box. Right one alright.
Celia had purchased the vibrator as a gift for her husband, John, for his birthday next week. He was always complaining that Celia wasn't into sex enough and that she was too tame.
Maybe I should check that it works before I give it to him.
She reopened the box and removed the vibrator. It was wrapped in clear cellophane and had a large, white sticker that read: "Requires two double A batteries." She tossed it back into the box, closed the lid and slipped it under her bed. Unlocking the door, Celia slipped down the hallway back to the kitchen to look for batteries. After searching through several junk drawers she came up with the required two and headed back to her room. She re-locked the door and removed the box from its hiding place.
Celia slipped the cellophane off and placed the batteries into the bottom of the phallus-like vibrator. She flicked the switch and the vibrator immediately came to life with a hum. Celia dropped it onto the coverlet of her bed and started to laugh. Feeling silly for being startled by the thing, she lifted it up and watched as the pearls at its base spun and its thin "tail" shook violently. The entire wand was shaking and she felt herself get wet. I wonder... she thought.
Celia touched the wand to her crotch and felt its power through her clothing. Oh my.
She quickly removed it from herself and replaced it into the box it had come in. She hid the box inside her closet and returned to the garden to finish weeding. But once there, she found she no longer had the desire to do it.
"I can always do this tomorrow."
Celia decided to shower and change, and so returned to her bedroom closet to find herself a new outfit. She grabbed a pair of jeans, a top and the package. It's supposed to be waterproof. Let's see.
Celia removed the vibrator from its box and set it on the basin counter. She slipped out of her muddy clothes. Standing naked in front of the bathroom mirror, she could see the vibrator's reflection in the glass. She lifted it up and turned it on. The humming sound it emitted was louder here in the bathroom than it had in her bedroom. I can fix that. She turned the water on for her shower.
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She touched the vibrator to her breast and her nipple became immediately hard. She tapped her other breast with the vibrating wand to even things out and then placed it between her legs. Her senses lit up and goose bumps rippled across her body.
"Oh --"
She felt warm liquid slipping out of her vagina and pushed the gyrating wand deep inside herself. Her knees went weak for a moment and she nearly fell over, but caught herself on the bathroom counter. The vibrator's tail brushed against her clit. Celia closed her eyes and saw stars.
"Oh my God --"
Feeling a bit guilty for her selfish pleasure, Celia removed the vibrator. I'll wait for John.
She set the vibrator on the counter and got into the hot steamy shower and began soaping herself.
But she couldn't stop thinking about her new toy.
Dripping wet, she reached out and grabbed it back into her shaking hand. Might as well finish the job. She giggled.
She thrust the wand back into her soapy hole. She pressed its tail between her lips and then began to ease herself back and forth while bracing herself with one hand up against the tile wall of her shower. If John saw me like this, he'd just die. With that thought she climaxed like she'd never come before. Deep ripples pulsed through her body and she was unable to remove the vibrator for several minutes after switching it off.
She used her new pleasure stick several more times during the following week, and when John's birthday came he was pleasantly surprised with his gift: a quite untame, see-through black nightie and a fishing rod.
Celia decided that giving a used present wasn't appropriate. She'd just have to keep that little gift for herself.
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Copyright February 2005, Simone
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