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Today they had timed the tide perfect as it was on its way in, creating much larger waves than when they had their lesson the other day. Emerging out onto the beach, Anita was full of trepidation. Bob felt braver having surfed the previous day in similar waves. Being early the beach was empty, occupied by a few dog walkers and joggers, but in the waves held more surfers, taking advantage of the tide.
Whilst Bob was encouraging Anita out into the larger waves, back in the apartment Sue was returning to bed. Feeling lonely, she had gotten up, having heard the two leave earlier. Dressed only in her bedtime baggy T-shirt, she was now returning to bed with a cup of tea and her latest romantic storybook loaded onto her phone, just some free download trash.
She still felt weary from so many orgasms the previous day. She had never had or wanted so much sex. She could only count the previous occasions she had multiple orgasms on one hand. Yesterday was apocalyptic in comparison, feeling she had lived her own fantasy romance story. What more could a woman want? She had finally achieved her childhood dream of the love of a beautiful woman and kept her beloved man.
She quietly tried to read her 'Janet and John' style of girl meets boy romance, but felt it sanitized and just wouldn't do today. Her mind drifted back to the early hours of the morning. To be woken in such a way trumped any of her romantic novels. She replayed the previous day through, including her discovery of Anita and her own passion and desire. Her loins awoke and teased her with a desire to repeat the highlights. Eyes closed, her hands drifted down, between her thighs, to her inner self for a little 'Sue' time alone.
Normally, if she had been in that frame of mind, this would have been enough. But now, after this awakening, the means for even greater satisfaction were available. She got up and rummaged through the detritus of the previous evenings passion, finding what she wanted to sample. She then hunted through their discarded shopping bags from the previous day finding an additional toy to sample.
Wrappers cast aside, and batteries inserted. She visited the bathroom and with some sanitising hand fluid cleaned her chosen toys, dried and covered them in lube. Stood in her baggy T-shirt she tried to insert the butt plug Bob had been humiliated by and her first few attempts at insertion had her in giggles. How on earth did Bob get this inside him? When she was about to give up, she spread her legs by cocking her leg onto the toilet seat and it popped in, far further in than before.
It felt strange at first, with her standing in the bathroom. She could feel it up inside her, thankful that it was only a small training plug, but it felt like a Soyuz space rocket. Heaven knows what a big one feels like? She enjoyed walking with it inside her, at first walking bow-legged like a cowboy, until she felt ready to walk normally. All kinds of fireworks were exploding and firing off inside her at each step, making her way back to the bed. Once led back down, she pulled the sheet over her as a security blanket and slipped both hands down to her thighs. Closing her eyes, she tried to drift back to Sue's 'happy place,' meeting Miss Stephens on the way.
Sue’s hands were soon augmenting her fantasy as they sought her erogenous zones. Holding her charged, freshly lubed, new blue silicone toy, she traced her middle finger’s familiar path down to her pleasure button. She teased herself using its soft length, passing it along her soft lips, feeling the soft texture.
Her spare hand palmed her boobs, teasing her fingernail over her aureoles, and tweaked her nipples to offset her pleasure. Her loins were now aching for more as her wetness broke through onto her toy. Her usual tingles of pleasure weren’t enough. Dare she switch it on? Her boob hand slid under the sheet to the blunt end of her toy, just one click, to bring it to its lowest setting first. She held her breath in anticipation, a low buzz and a light vibration built up through her hands.
Sue first massaged her bonnet with her toy. As she acclimatising to this unfamiliar sensation, she ran her toy over the edge to greet her waiting wetness. She shivered with the fireworks that grew inside her as she slid the silicone along her petal lips. Changing her hold on the toy, she inserted the rounded blunt end between her waiting petals and worked it along with her wetness, teasing her pleasure button first, then moving on to her inner entrance.
The vibrator slipped in easier than Sue expected, its shaped head sending vibrations through into her inner core. Her instincts thrust her hips up, highlighting the butt plug filling her insides, causing Sue to squeal. This was new, feeling her back door full whilst she was knocking on the front, but she liked it.
Her fingers slid her toy deeper in. She reached to try the next notch on the volume switch but her nails slipped and she felt 3 notches accidentally click by, as a wave of fireworks replicating a supernova flowed over her. Feeling an orgasm build and wanting to experience both toys to the maximum, she hunted for the remote on the bedside cabinet.
She worked her silicone toy further in, feeling far bigger than it looked. This was like lighting the blue touch paper on your big boomer firework, but being unable to stand back at a safe distance. With one hand on what felt like the space shuttle in her front door and the other on her remote for Soyuz at the back door. Sue stole herself a deep breath, closed her eyes and clicked the button on the butt plug remote.
She felt her insides pulse with pleasure before hearing any buzzing sound. She thrust her hips to clamp her inner muscles around the two invasive vibrating rockets. Wave after wave of orgasm rushed over her as she engaged various muscle groups inside her pelvis, sampling multiple pleasures of self-pleasuring with these toys.
Finally, in one huge spasm of climax, she screamed out loud, "Fuuuuck." Yanking the shuttle out and casting it aside. She hunted frantically for the remote, lost in the sheet, as one last orgasm curled her into a tight foetal position. `Click’, the button brought stillness to the bed. Sue exhaled with relief. She had lost count of orgasms and was exhausted. Only now realising how loud she had been moaning now the room was silent.
Lying still for a while, she realised she needed the loo. Grabbing the shuttle, she rushed to the loo. Squatting over the toilet seat, she cautiously pulled the butt plug out and dropped it into the sink with its partner. Thankful that she hadn’t messed herself, she sat and relieved herself. Sitting there she relaxed, exhausted but also in the satisfaction of enjoying the little bit of Sue time her toys had brought her.
Bob and Anita returned to the apartment later, glowing not just from the physical exertions of surfing, but also the exhilarating cold water and excitement. Anita was pulling her wheelie suitcase with her remaining effects from her holiday apartment, leaving it empty.
They found Sue dressed, feet up on the sofa, dozing in front of daytime TV. A cold cup of coffee on the table and her phone still in her hand, slumped by her side. She had cleaned the apartment, leaving empty drawers and cupboards open for Anita to use. Bob jumped in the shower whilst Anita unpacked, leaving Sue to sleep.
To Be Continued *******
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