Bluebeard’s wife

“Are you putting yours in, too?” My voice moved toward a whisper, although no one was home. I slipped the tip of it into my pussy, sliding it about halfway in.

“Yeah, right now,” she said. “Mmmm. God, I love feeling it go inside.”

“Me, too.”

“Ok,” she breathed. “Now press it all the way, ’til your little bird rests right against your clit.”

I slid it in further, and the hummingbird’s long slender bill, soft and jelly-like and vibrating furiously, rested right up against my clit. I pushed it in further, and the whole body, the wings spread, covered my clit.

“Ohhhh Kelly!” I moaned, rocking my hips a little. “You do it, too.”

“I am,” she whispered. “You can fuck yourself like this if you want-it feels really good. Just move it in and out.”

I did, sliding the shaft through my wetness, moving the hummingbird over my clit again and again. My whole body felt flushed, and when I closed my eyes, I wondered what Kelly looked like, laying on her bed and fucking her pussy just like me.

“It gets better, though.”

“It can’t,” I breathed, fucking myself a little faster now.

“You can make it go faster or slower, by pushing the buttons,” she explained.

“One controls the vibration. The other rotates the beads.” I had forgotten about the beads. I pressed the other button on, and they began to rotate inside of me, slowly at first, then faster as I kept pushing and pushing the button.

“Oh!” I cried, half in surprise, half in pleasure. They were moving around and around inside, touching me in places I didn’t even know existed.

“Yeah.” Kelly’s breath came even faster. “Do you like it?”

“Oh yes!” I rocked my hips faster now, the vibrator shoved all the way into me.

“You can get really good, and learn to control it with one hand,” Kelly murmured.

“And then you can use your other hand to play with your nipples.”

“Are you?” I imagined Kelly’s full breasts, her pink nipples.

“Yeah,” she said. “Makes it that much better.”

I tried it, shoving the vibrator into me with one hand, and moving my other hand over to tweak my hard nipples. I whimpered into the phone. “Ohhh, I really like that!” Kelly was breathing really fast now, and I could just hear the buzz of her vibrator moving. “Tara,” she whispered.

“Yes.”

“I’m really close,” she panted. “Oh, it’s so fucking good, honey!”

“Me, too.” I ground against the vibrator now, my hips lifting off the couch. “Oh, I’m almost there!”

“Come on,” she murmured. “I want you to come with me.”

“Ohhh, now, now! Kelly, now!” My orgasm took me by surprise, the force of it incredible, each spasm trying to force the vibrator out of me, but I held it in, riding it,

bucking against it. I could hear her coming, too, moaning through the phone, and the sound of it was exciting-strange and familiar all at once.

I dropped the phone for a moment, and it fell between the couch cushions. My ears were ringing, and things looked fuzzy. I don’t think I’d ever come so hard. I turned the vibrator off, my clit and pussy swollen, still feeling thick with it as I pulled it out. It was soaking wet with my juices and I rested it against my belly.

I dug for the phone, finding it and putting it back to my ear. I could hear Kelly still panting. “Oh baby, yeah, I love it hard,” she whispered. I looked at the receiver for a moment. I knew she had come, I was sure of it-so what was she doing now?

“Ohhhh Tara,” she murmured. “Don’t stop. I’m gonna come again.” My face-my whole body-felt like it was on fire listening to her. I could hear her vibrator still, the sound of her voice, her breath, all moving toward climax. Come again?

More than once? I reached down and pressed my hand between my legs, everything there still throbbing with my orgasm. My clit felt too sensitive to touch. Still, it felt good, rubbing my hand over my mound. Maybe-?

“Ohhh fuck!” she moaned. “Oh, honey, I’m coming again for you!”

“Yes,” I whispered into the phone, closing my eyes and imagining her hips thrusting into the air, her hand working the vibrator between her legs, her hand cupping and kneading her breast.

We were quiet for a moment, and I listened to her breathing return to normal, still keeping my hand between my thighs, covering my mound.

“Do you like your new toy?”

I smiled. “I think I’m definitely gonna keep it.”

“God, you were so hot,” she whispered. “I was so turned-on.”

“Me, too,” I opened my eyes. “I can’t wait to show John.” Kelly laughed. “I can’t wait to hear about it!”

“Hey…” I felt shy now, somehow. I knew we’d crossed over some invisible line, but I didn’t know what it meant. Talking about our sex lives was way different than doing what we just did. “Thanks for… um… showing me.”

“My pleasure, sweetie,” Kelly replied. “Anytime.” I wondered what she meant, if that was just a casual remark, but I didn’t get a chance to ask.

“Listen, I have to go get Taylor from preschool. Call me tomorrow and tell me how it all goes?”

“I will.” I We hung up. I picked up the vibrator, which was still glistening with my juices. I couldn’t wait for John to come home.