Masturbation Monday

Using a Vibrator Instead

Pink BOB vibrator that gave me more than one orgasm

As much as I’d love to sex things up around the clock, that’s just not real life for us.

“Please don’t wake me up in the middle of the night. Or before the sun comes up. Between nine and nine-thirty in the morning is perfect…assuming I’m still in bed.”

His eyebrows flew up. I was only half-joking, and I think he knew that.

I don’t want sex to become a chore, but I also hate feeling like a zombie later because my sleep gets interrupted. Sleep is a precious commodity around here, and I’ve become a bit protective. Maybe too much, if his reaction was any indication.

That night, when we went to bed later than normal, I wondered when we were ever going to have sex again. It felt too late to get our kink on right then, but fucking before sunrise held zero appeal.

John Brownstone had other ideas.

He grabbed my leg and pulled it over his own, spreading my cunt wide. I wish I could say I melted under his touch…but that would be a lie. I pulled away instead.

That wasn’t what I wanted, even as guilt flooded through me at the thought.

“If you want to fuck, we really don’t have to do this part.”

He pulled back into his arms. “But I want to do this part.”

We should all be so lucky to have a partner who wants our pleasure as much as their own. Why, then, could I not just let it happen? What was wrong with me?

“I wouldn’t mind using a vibrator instead. That would be nice.”

My unspoken thought was that it would also be quicker.

“Sure, okay.”

“Wait? Really? Have I hurt your feelings? Are you mad at me? Is this okay?”

It was at this point that he must have thought I’d lost my marbles.

“Yes, babygirl. It’s fine. Play with your vibrator if that’s what you want.”

“You’re sure? This doesn’t make you feel bad, does it? You know I’m not rejecting you, right?!”

“I’m not in competition with your vibrator, babygirl. However you want to get off is fine with me.”

Something about his tone finally knocked the worry out of me. I didn’t have to explain why I preferred the vibrator right now or why I wanted quick orgasms. He didn’t even care about the why of it.

In the dark, I managed to find the button and startle myself with the force of the vibrations…before putting it between my legs.

Once I did, it took almost no time. The first orgasm ripped through my body, and I screamed into the pillow. I clamped my thighs over the wand massager, knowing exactly what it would do, and yearning for the painful pleasure of a forced orgasm. In seconds, I got exactly what I wanted. My scream this time was louder, more guttural.

He pulled me back against him. I sobbed as my clit bumped against the vibrator in a different way. I angled it further down, hoping he’d feel the sensations, too. The way he pistoned in and out of my body told me I’d found a sweet spot.

I was as swollen and sensitive as I’d been in months. Too much pressure, and I wanted to scream, Not enough, though, and I ground against the toy, bearing down to make it hurt so good. Each orgasm shook my entire body, forcing both of us to stop in mid-thrust as my cunt clenched around his cock.

Finally, I tossed the vibrator to the side, unable to take the buzzing another second. He had only just begun. It was his turn to remind me that I had a little more to give.

He pinched my nipples until I shrieked.

He slapped my cheek and my eyes rolled back in my head.

When he pulled my hair, I gave one final cry. A moment later, so did he.

Welcome to Masturbation Monday! I don’t know what’s going on with my sexual desire and libido, but with moments like these, I’m not going to worry about it. If you’re looking for more smut, you know where to go.

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About the author

Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, an opinionated marketer, and speaker. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

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