True Sex Stories: Redlining With The New Toy

What fragments can I piece together? I am serious girl goo today. I came and came and came: then he pressed the accelerator and made me come hard…

After last week's eye- popping intro to the Fairy Wand, today was a more serious test drive to prepare for our upcoming Moregasm Challenge. Even before we started I was physically sore and my brain was fried after an intense week of meetings. There was a little bit of brat in me, but not much. Besides, he had been very specific about having me tied up on the Bug Board rather than cuffed and chained – so there was literally no wiggle room.

He slowly built up the revs. I could see him observing me closely, watching my body's responses. I noticed myself resisting to begin with: that was the bit of brat showing. I think I called him a "fucker" when he started revving the speed up and down. It was really quite a mean thing to do: there wasn't any pleasure in it for me because I was constantly having to readjust.

With more steady revs, though, it didn't take me long to get a light film of sweat as my orgasm started to build. Little waves of mini-orgasms lapped at me and I knew that my body was getting ready to come hard. When he began to rock the wand against my cunt it timed in with the electrical waves from our Erostek and pushed me over the edge. I felt my body go rigid, my head pushing back into the pillow, and something came howling out of my throat.

Did he stop then? Nup. That was when he revved it up and kept going. My orgasm was huge and then there was more: fresh waves of orgasms coming in at this new level. Eventually they petered out, but I didn't know if he was going to take a break or just keep going. This time he paused.

"I'm getting hard."

"Why?"

"Because you are coming."

He flicked my clit. Flick, flick, flick with his big fingers straight onto my tenderised clit. There was nowhere to go. While I hate having my clit flicked like that, the contrast in sensation is brilliant and he knows it.

The vibrator went back on clit and he said "Come for me good girl."

I can't seem to help myself; that sort of encouragement works for me. It made me want to come. So off we went on another set…

I can't remember all the details of what happened in the next set, but I do know that it didn't take long to hit the mind-blowing orgasms. He kept them coming until I started to cry. I was thinking What the hell? Where did that come from? It took me a moment to realise that this was just tapping the pent-up stress from my intense week. The tears weren't sad or angry – they were overflow.

He paused to comfort me, hold me, wipe my tears and give me a drink of water.

The third set is also hazy. Again I cried at the end, but not as much. For some reason there was a prickly sensation, which was a bit distracting, but the orgasms were incredible anyway. More cuddles, another drink. He looked at me and recognised that spacey look on my face; it was time to go further into orbit.

The fourth set is indecipherable. Apparently he took it up to 100% power at some point so no wonder I can't remember properly. Screaming orgasms were the go. My body was quivering and shaking: I was held in place only by the restraints. I tried to talk but it came out as gibberish.

Another wee break, waiting for my breathing to slow a bit. His hands touched various parts of my body, reconnecting.

"I can feel your heart."

I recognised the expression on his face as he got ready to start the next set: calm, focussed, intense, slightly predatory in an exciting way. I told him I loved his expression. His face lit up with a smile that stretched from his eyes to his mouth. How much fun can one have? We were both having a wonderful time.

The fifth set started on the edge for me. My body was already slick with sweat and my clit was sensitive as hell. James readjusted the Erostek to a new level and then magnified the sensation by adding the Fairy Wand again. If I thought he had blown my mind before, this time I learned a new lesson in intensity.

He leaned forward so he could grab my waist with his left hand as he pushed the 100% power vibrator onto my already orgasming cunt. Even now my body remembers the acceleration with an audible sigh. This wasn't a small taste of the power: this was body shuddering, throat opening, ongoing intensity. My scream went silent. I felt my body begin to shut down. He had pushed hard to find the edge, and he had found it.

He turned off the vibrator. Previously my vocal response had died when he turned it off, but this time it was like the sensations still echoed so my whimpers did too.

"Good girl. Very good girl. You were amazing."

What a ride! James knows how to pull every possible orgasm out of me. This was the intensity test, the ‘see how everything performs under stress' test. What happens when he redlines it? I come hard and continuously until my body starts to overload, and then I begin to shut down. But I wonder… What would happen if we had a big change in sensation at that point?

Rinsing off in the shower together was refreshing but we both needed a bit of a lie down afterwards. Cuddles quickly turned into cock stroking, which turned into cock sucking, which turned into fucking. I've been missing these particular intimacies. I was reminded again how gorgeous his cock is: the length, the girth and the taste.

"Is your cunt wet?" he asked.

"After all those orgasms," I assured him, "it must be dry as a bone. There couldn't possibly be any moisture left."

I shivered in anticipation as I positioned my pussy above his cock. A slight hesitation as I started to move down because I knew he would fill me, and I knew he would pull me down hard. Damn, I have been missing this. We've had lots of sexy fun recently, but not so much penetrative sex.

He rubbed the head of his cock against my cervix, using my body as a fuck-toy, and the way our bodies met it also rubbed my clit and my g-spot. I'd thought that I was orgasmed out after the previous scene, but no, I came again from this new set of sensations.

I heard and felt and sensed his arousal. He grabbed my body and bit my neck. Hot became hotter as he switched sided and took a really good chomp; I was suspended between the sensations of his teeth in my neck and his cock in my cunt. He used a fistful of my hair and his hand on my hip to roughly force my cervix against his cock. It was rawr!

He doesn't always come inside me, but today I could tell that he was going to. He fucked and fucked and fucked me. I loved hearing his breath become ragged. I loved it when he finally released himself into me: the shudder that ran through him was both physical and emotional.

Happily spent, we towelled off and crashed.

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