Birthday Spank-Bank

We’re in my office, just me, James, and Nat. It’s the first time the three of us are together and it’s too early in the day to check into a hotel, so we’re counting on the fact that no one is ever in my office building on a Saturday.

James starts to kiss me, and we motion Nat to the comfortable chair in the corner. He says he likes to watch and so we’ve decided to start things out that way. As James is kissing me, he’s starting to unbutton my shirt; to fondle my tits, to put his hands up my skirt and run his fingers along the edge of my thong. It isn’t long before I’m on the floor naked with James laying beside me, his hands caressing my bare breasts. I motion to Nat to join us. He’s being invited into the naked intertwining on the floor and his eyes are wide with anticipation. We begin to kiss and touch and I’m wedged between them both, all tangled legs and hands. He bites my bottom lip as he kisses me and it hurts, but I don’t want him to stop. We just want to devour each other…..

Today is my birthday. It’s a time when I like to indulge myself just a little; to eat favorite foods and drink something bubbly. And if possible, I try to do things that give me pleasure on that day.

I work hard all year, but today is my day and I’m intending to enjoy it to the fullest.

This morning James gave me a couple of thoughtful presents. We don’t go all out for big, expensive gifts. We prefer things that are more unusual or contribute to a new experience. One Mother’s Day he gave me a large, beautifully handcrafted, anatomically correct, glass dildo. It’s a work of art (in more ways than one) and it hits my G-spot just right. We promptly dubbed it Dr. Glass — ’cause it’s the luv doctor! I’m guessing that’s probably not what the other mothers in my neighborhood got, but that’s too bad for them.

This morning I got a lovely art glass bowl and a new toy. It’s called The Satisfyer and although it looks at first glance more like a sleek alien bivalve than a sex toy, James promises me that he’s heard great things about it. He says he can’t wait to get home tonight to help me try it out. But the problem is, it’s my day…I don’t want to wait that long.

Patience has never been my strong suit, particularly when pleasure is involved. I’ve already started reminiscing about some of my favorite real-life sex scenes and I’m not going to last too much longer.

We’re in a hotel with John and Julie. They are our first playmates; half our age but they know we are up for anything. I’m laying on my back but John grabs me firmly by the ankles and yanks me to the edge of the bed. It’s like being carried off by a caveman and I love it. He flips me over and fucks me from behind. Size isn’t everything but he’s got a big, beautiful cock, maybe the biggest I’ve ever seen in person. We get so carried away that we’ve forgotten about a condom for round two, but it’s too late now. “Where do you want me to cum,” he whispers in my ear and I tell him he can cum on my back.

I’ve had the eggplant colored clamshell plugged in since this morning so I know it’s ready to go. I open it up to see a white interior with a recessed opening. That’s the part you put over your clit, I’m going to guess. Yes, the directions specifically state to spread your labia and to place it there. It’s midmorning but I do as instructed — the advantage of working from home. As turned on as I already am, if I don’t give my brain something to chew on when I’m by myself, it will resort to shopping lists and work assignments. Before I push the “+” sign to turn my new toy on, I go back into the mind vaults for another sexy scene.

She’s wearing a short skirt and rows of body chains, which barely conceal her lovely little tits. I want to be alone with her and ask if she wants to find some privacy. We walk across the dance floor to the curtained alcoves and she reaches for my hand as we get close. I sit down on the bench and she straddles me, kissing me deeply and biting at my throat like a tiger. I need to buy a scarf the next day, but in the moment, it’s primal and hot as hell. Her nipples are rubbing against mine and I wonder what her pussy tastes like….

The Satisfyer feels like nothing else I’ve ever experienced. It sucks at my clit methodically, at whatever speed I desire, but most of the sensations are on the inside. The part of the clitoris we are able to see is literally only the tip of the iceberg, with a large array of nerves and tissue inside the body and mine are all getting stimulated, humming along to the consistent rhythm of the toy. I’m aching to be filled up but James won’t be home for many hours so I reach for Dr. Glass instead and slide it in and out of my dripping wet slit with one hand while the other keeps the hummer right on the sweet spot. Lists and chores and projects have no chance of entering my brain now. I am enveloped in the growing crescendo of pleasure that I’m sure will break and wash over me at any second. I like that it’s intense, but also that it lasts. I don’t want this experience to be over too soon.

When the orgasm arrives, it’s like a slow wave with many aftershocks. They keep coming and coming and so do I. The entire pleasure schema is in slow motion and I feel all the waves of it. Rather than one intense spill, it’s more drawn out and I like that. It’s perfect for my day of pleasure so instead of moving The Satisfyer away, I leave it in place, and after a few seconds a second orgasm hits, taking me out to sea with its waves. Mmmmm…..

I’ve got an hour before my friends take me to lunch and already the day is a win. I have a new favorite toy!

This story is part of a collaborative writing project, “Three Stories, One Toy,” on Junkérotique. To read the whole collection, please click on the stories below.

To read a synthesis review of the Satisfyer Pro Traveler, the toy that inspired these stories, please visit Slippery Junk.