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I blew a bored raspberry. Mom may be able to ground me and take away my phone but... I uh... I stared blankly. Okay, sure. I have no phone, no computer, not even homework... if I had to waste time, I could at least do that. I wonder if anything is on the telly? I stroked my chin. We don’t have many channels... and it’s a bad hour but... beats staring at a wall I guess. I shrugged and rolled out of bed.
I leapt over one of the piles of clothes on the floor. I could probably clean up my room but... I have everything where I want it. Like, geez mom. Why would I make my bed each morning? I’m just gonna wreck it each night anyhow. I rolled my eyes as I headed out of my room. I glanced towards the door leading into my mother's room. I came to a sudden halt as I eyed it over as something clicked.
What are the odds she would have just hidden my stuff in her room? I don’t think she’d lug all that around to her place of work... A smirk spread across my features. Mommy dearest is sooo against locks so~ I grinned as I turned the handle and swung the door open. I’d have plenty of time to search, and play around if I find any of my stuff. Unless she’d literally charged towards her room once she gets home.
I gigglesnorted at the thought... granted, weirder stuff has happened... but I’m willing to take those odds! I snuck inside as I scanned the room. It’s almost sickly tidy... Where does she find the energy? “Ed? You in here?” I called out. Nothing. I moved around the room. If I were to hide my daughter’s phone just to be controlling, where would I put it? My eyes landed on her underwear drawer.
A shiver ran down my spine. Yeah, no. I doubt that... and even if: Ew. NOT worth it. “Hello miss.” I jumped as the mechanical voice called out. I fixated on her alarm clock. “Oh, hi.” I sheepishly replied to the appliance. “You haven’t by any chance seen Ed?” I asked. “Fraid not. I’ve not even seen em’.” The clock replied. Drats... that drastically lowers the chance she hid my stuff in here...
“Why, hello there princess~” a voice sang out. My heart skipped a beat. That tone... even robotic, it gave me a pleasant tingle. “Where... who are you?” I asked. “To find me, you’ll have to do what I do best: Go down~” the enchanting voice called out. Go down? What? The voice had come from the floor, but... what had he meant by that? “Oh, this is gonna be interesting~” the alarm chimed.
I raised a brow, but knelt down and peeked beneath her bed. Huh, a shoebox. I scooted closer and reached in. As I got a grip, I tugged it out and placed it in front of me. What secrets could she be hiding in here? I pulled the top off. “M’lady~” that same, alluring voice greeted me. “What are you? And why are you in a box?” I asked. “Ohoho~” the fancy fuchsia device beckoned her.
“You may call me... Javier Fernando de Montoya.” He proclaimed with flair. Oookay? Most electronics had a like... simple name. “Why did you call me a ‘princess’?” I inquired as I picked it up. “Ah, yes. You see: I normally service my queen: Susan~” he dutifully stated. Service? What is this even? He looks like a mix of an... inhaler and a... sap? Or a really budget sci-fi weapon.
“But, once I heard your voice this close. I figured I may extend my duties, by offering my services to quench your thirst as well m’lady~” he piped up. What? Why does he speak so weirdly? I held him to the side as I rummaged through the rest of the box. “Just a sec.” I murmured as I picked up a slender object. It had a switch at the base. “Fancy avin’ a go eh?” I flinched as the lavender stick spoke up.
“What? No, I’m just... trying to figure out what all this is about!” I blurted out. The clock chuckled. “You’re more innocent than I thought, girlie.” It chimed. Innocent? ... wait a minute... I put the items down along the floor as I went over each one. The weird thing. The stick. Some spheres... more spheres, but on a string? Another sphere, on a string, but connected to a remote? Some various bottles, lotions and wrappers? And another rubber sti- my face went pale as it finally fell into place.
I may not pay much attention in school. But I know enough biology to know what this is supposed to represent... I let out a squeak and dropped the floppy thing. It landed with a soft thud and bounced briefly. “I think she finally connected the dots.” the single string thing affirmed. My entire face scrunched up. Ew... I just TOUCHED those! A gag slipped out as I shuddered all over.
“Don’t worry mon amie~ Your mother is very thorough in disinfecting and cleaning everything you see before, and after use.” The weird toy explained. I could see that but... gross. “These have been INSIDE my mom!” I retorted with a disgusted huff. “So have you~” JFM replied, smooth as butter... Could I call him that? ... why am I even thinking about that? Why am I even still here?
I grimaced as the comment sunk in. They weren’t wrong but... again: Ew. I fidgeted, but managed to scoop everything back into the box... wait, I need to arrange it. I bit my lower lip and rearranged everything to the best of my memory. “No, Jerry goes in the bottom left.” The stick pointed out. I swapped places on it and the balls. I picked up one of the wrappers and raised a brow as I read the text on it.
“XXL, extra strength dental dam...” I read quietly to myself. Why... why would a dental dam need to be ‘extra strength’? Why are there even different sizes? I’m impressed I even know what this is, but still. After a few tries and some more advice, I managed to place everything back as I found it. Only JFM wasn’t in his rightful place. How does she even use this? It has buttons, a protruding part, an opening...
I just placed it atop the rest as I found it and let out a sigh of relief as I shook my head. “Are you sure you don't want to take me for a spin my dear? I’m your mother's favourite after all~” the space gun offered. The other toys muttered in agreement. What was so special about this one? Not gonna lie: I AM curious but... again: MY MOM has used these. Super icky. Granted... she does clean them...
And it’s not like we don’t re-use our clothes, plates and all that... but something just feels... wrong about these... then again: She has wronged me by grounding me in the first place... am I even in the mood? ... not like I have anything better to do... I idly ran a hand up my thigh before I shook my head. I bit into my lip... okay, HOW horny am I, really? ... to be fair: I AM a teen. So, I can go off on anything, really.
“Having some performance anxiety, do you, miss Vandom?” the amber orb asked. “No!” I blurted out without thinking, my cheeks flared up. “I’m just... weighing my options...” I murmured. I’m still mad she ruined my experimentation with my astral drop... come to think of it: I haven’t had a proper jilling since then... and that one I never got to finish... screw it! She owes me an O!
I steeled myself and took a deep breath. “Okay, fine! Let’s do this!” I exclaimed. Now... where would be relatively secluded from anything with a current? Bar JFM. I picked him up and walked outside. As I closed the door, cold sweat ran down my back. Was... was I really doing this? I mean... it serves mom right for all she puts me through. Though... it is a bit weird to use her toys...
I squeezed the toy. I think my pettiness overpowers my discomfort with this. Not quite sure what I’d ‘get back at her’ for... but: I am doing this now! If I regret this later: That’ll be future Will’s problem! What would one more mistake due to my libido be? I tapped my chin in contemplation. Where could I go? My room isn’t super private, but works... the bathroom has nothing in there that can comment on me.
... granted, this guy will be with me regardless... When did my masturbation turn into voyeurism sessions? Bathroom isn’t super comfy. Granted, I don’t know what this even does. It goes inside me, but that’s about all I can guess. And I don’t have a defunct hymen so... that should be fine. It doesn’t look super big either. “Say, princess~ I couldn’t help but notice you didn’t bring the lube.” The sex toy pointed out.
Lube? Why would it nee- ... Does this go in the butt? “Why?” I asked hesitantly. “My queen prefers to use some, makes it go in smoother.” He explained. “Why? Is she... dry?” I inquired. “Nothing like that m’lady. There’s nothing wrong for a woman to want a little extra lubrication. It helps one enjoy themselves.” Javier elaborated. “Yeah but... I already do that. I get slick when horny. That’s how they work.” I countered.
“Indeed madame~ But not everyone has good natural lubrication. And even if you do: Having extra eloquent moisture doesn’t hurt~” he shot back. “No resistance, just sliding in, smooth as butter~” he cooed. Okay... that does sound kinda nice. I’m not a huge fan of that slight resistance... still, it feels a bit... embarrassing if I can’t do it by myself. Then again... A smile crept its way across my face.
If there’s anything I’ve learned over these past weeks, is that I can’t do everything myself. And it’s okay to ask for help. Even if I don’t really need it. Heck! I should treat myself. All the shit I have to put up with. Sure, I get cool powers. But this guardian gig doesn’t pay. The pleasant throbbing began to spread out from my nether region. Yeah, screw it. I’m gonna spoil myself!
Giddy with excitement, I turned back around, then deadpanned. “Wait, so where is this stuff anyhow?” I blurted out as I had no clue what to even look for. “Oho! It be in the lavatory~” I scrunched my nose. Lavatory... oh wait, that was just a fancy word for bathroom. I spun back around and walked over there, as I slipped in through the door. “You shall find what you seek in the cabinet, top left.” JFM chimed.
I slid the door open and scanned the various products. I picked down the bottle. Water based... yadda yadda... moisturising... suitable for both vaginal and anal insertion?! My eyes bulged out. This... just looked like perfume, salve or some hand sanitiser! I don’t pay close attention to what she got in here, but sheesh! It says a lot that she just... keeps it here instead of like, her secret sex box.
Then again... I’ve learnt a thing or six about ‘hiding in plain sight’... why are so many of my life experiences able to be connected to sex? Or is that how sex works? Ugh! I wanna get laid so bad... smooching only gets me harder! The bottle squeaked as I realised I had been squeezing it a tad bit hard. Don’t get worked up Will... it’s not worth it. Or well, in the anger sense. I plan to get worked up in the other sense~
“Something on your mind?” the toy inquired. “No. Or well, yes. But none of your business.” I huffed. “Well, do let me know, since I do plan to be all up in your ‘business’ soon enough, cutie~” he smoothly noted. My cheeks flared up. This is honestly good practice for when I score later. It’s a lot less embarrassing to talk to a... AI? Well, whatever they are, they are easier to talk to than an actual boy.
... is that like, rude? I mean, they’re like astral drops, right? No soul. No feelings. No free will. Granted, they have a personality based on what appliance they are. But they’re not people. They’re tools. A bit like pets. But not alive. I tapped the bottle and began to head out. Still not quite sure how to get my rocks off, but I have a decent idea. I think I’ll go for my bed, ol’ reliable. I still remember my first time~
Ah... I’ll never see that plushie the same ever again. It was an interesting shift. Not AS interesting as finding out I have superpowers. But, suddenly having a sex drive was... a change. Granted, superpowers are a lot cooler than bleeding and hating the very fabric of existence... Ugh... why does having to be alive suck so hard sometimes? At least when Phobos is a dick, I have someone to be mad at.
It's a bit harder to be mad at my body just cuz evolution screwed me over. I like being a girl but like: Could it suck a bit less ass? Please? “Senorita, why the glum face?” I jumped as JFM piped up. “Oh, uh... teenage stuff...” I muttered. “Well, mon’ami: I can promise you that one of such ailments I will be able to alleviate~” he purred. A tingle went down my spine. I can’t tell if he turns me on, or freaks me out...
Maybe a bit of both? Still: He does seem confident. And if he can get me there, and pleasantly... I’m willing to try. I’ve never used toys before, so worth a shot. They wouldn’t sell if they weren't effective, no? Ugh, I'm trailing off again. I need to stop procrastinating. Doing chores is sooo boring though... like, gee mom. I know where my stuff is. They’re in that pile on the floor. I huffed.
I scurried to my room and closed the door behind me. I then paused and opened it. While I feel safer jilling it with the door closed, I need to know if mom randomly shows up. Besides, when I’m home alone, it’s just a psychological thing. I can handle it. I plopped down on the bed and exhaled. I shot a hesitant glance towards the door. Dammit brain. Knock that off. It’s all just in my head.
I exhaled deeply and put the toy beside me before I slid my pants down. I shoved them off the bed as I picked up JFM with a firm grip. “May I recommend going au naturale madame?” Javier piped up. Naturele? What was that now again? It sounds like ‘natural’ which would be ... did this toy want to see me nude? I scrunched my nose. “Why? I don’t need to remove anything else.” I countered.
“True, princess. But without being hampered by fabric thou might be able to enjoy yourself at an elevated level.” He retorted. “Plus: Your aroused state won’t leave your clothes stained with perspiration~” he added. Per-? Wait, I can figure this out... masturbating while clothed... ah! Got it: Sweat. I smirked to myself. I broke off into a frown. The toy was right with that said... and I’m not trying to be Blunk...
I begrudgingly pulled off my socks and chucked them next to my pants before I tossed my shirt off as well. Hm, I might should look into wearing bras on a more regular basis. They hurt a little when I do too much acrobatics. At least when I’m on the rag. They’re sensitive to the jiggles then... where am I going with this? I shook my head. I glanced down at my small lumps of fat. Never quite saw the appeal in these...
I shrugged and shuffled off the rest of my clothes into a neat pile... a pile. I stretched and yawned. I was even a bit tired. Not that surprising. I got undressed in bed after all. Plus, thinking about my mom is just sooo draining. Sometimes I wish I could just curl up on the floor and drift off. But there’s always chores, school or some monster attacking Meridian. Really kills the sex drive.
Like, I want to rub one out. And sometimes, that adrenaline rush really does the job if I can get home in time. But most of the time I’m just left really unnerved about almost dying, again. I’m so tired and stressed... can't evil just give me a break? It’s like it’s specifically trying to clam jam me... and my friends. Endangering us, our family or the boys we got a crush on. I bit my lower lip.
Oh... why can’t it be like in the fanfics? Thank you for saving us! May I suckle your delicate pearl as a sign of gratitude? - Why yes, yes you may! I sighed wistfully as I did the voices in my head. I know it’s just a toy, but it’s unsettling talking to myself when the gadgets can hear me. Still, some of the boys we’ve run into are really hot... or cute... or both. Sure, most are rather... insta-dry. But there’s a lot out there.
... plus, I’m pretty sure Corny and Irma have used their powers to have a deluxe wank. Not sure if the others can do anything. I’ve used a shower faucet to know what water can do. Tentacles are pretty... self-explanatory. But like... what do you do with fire? Or air? I can at least get a budget date by closing my eyes and pretending I’m actually with someone... speaking of which... I snapped back to reality.
I eyed over JFM. “So... what exactly do I do with you?” I inquired. “Ah, m’lady is appropriately excited?” he replied cheekily. “Close enough.” I said with a shrug. “Oh, no, no no. That shall not do. You need to be fully engorged to arrive at your apex.” Fernando interjected. “Yeah, no. I don’t have time to flop around for an hour.” I sternly shot back. I placed the toy against my thigh as I grabbed the lube.
“Please, madam: You haven’t even reached soft arousal.” he pleaded. I rolled my eyes. Why does he talk so weird? “Fiiine.” I groaned. I guess a sex toy if anything would be able to notice I’m not erect. But I’m like, halfway there... sheesh. I planned to get there by oiling myself up. I’m there mentally at least... I bet Matt is good with his hands~ I bit my lower lip as I half-lit my eyes.
I’d let him play with my organ~ I’m sure he could have me make some noise. I trailed off daydreaming as I applied some of the gunk on the toy. It became a lot smoother to the touch. I added a splotch to my junk and grimaced in response. Cold... maybe I should have warmed it up in my palm first... I shrugged it off and exhaled. I gave a few quick strokes along my length. Dang... I’m soaked.
I fidgeted a little, then slid a finger inside. It slid in with ease. I could see and feel myself swell up. I absentmindedly tried to push a few more fingers in, only to accidentally get my entire fist inside. Oh... wow. That’s... Did not know I had the girth for that. Not sure if it's the lube, or if I’m just extra horny tonight... granted, I’ve never tried to shove something that big inside before.
Maybe they’re just that stretchy? ... not like I’d ask any of the girls. Boy, that’d be one heck of a weird conversation. Hey girls! How big are your vajayjays? I gigglesnorted and cracked a smile. Maybe sometime in the future after we bond a bit more. Right now it’d be... just weird. I’ve barely seen them naked during PE. Not that I’ve really tried to pay attention. Aside from pubertal self-doubt.
You learn an awful lot about someone’s grooming schedule from a quick glance. Or if they've even hit puberty. I'm not sure if it helps with body image issues to see so many different types of junk. But at least it establishes that there's no 'normal' look. Where was I again? Oh, right. I was gonna get off. I shook my head and bashfully slipped out my first. That had felt funny.
Vaginal is kinda nice, but never more than a pleasant buzz. It’s not where the good stuff is... which feels really counterproductive. Like, the penis goes in there... shouldn’t it be more pleasant? I tapped my chin. Then again: Our bodies are pretty freaking stupid. Like: Hey. You have pain inside that you can’t affect in any way. I just thought I’d let you know 24/7. I rolled my eyes, then recalled I am holding a toy.
My body may be dumb, but it does have some fun stuff to utilise too~ I grinned and fiddled with the toy. My face then fell. What do I do with it? It has a lot of buttons... “Uh... so how do you work?” I hesitantly asked. “Ah, señorita~ You insert the shaft inside of your love canal. And apply the suction tip over your family jewel~” he replied coyly. I raised my brow. “Suction cup?” I inquired sceptically.
“Indeed. What you see there as the small opening; is intended to be a seal over your precious pearl. It creates a vacuum, and stimulates you clitorally. All without risking applying too much pressure or friction. Perfect for those with sensitive beads.” JFM chimed. Mine isn’t that sensitive... also, aren't vacuums bad? Not sure I want that close to my boner... sounds like that would hurt...
“I can see you’re hesitant, princess. But let me assure you: It’s perfectly safe. The suction is far too weak to be harmful. Tis’ only pleasant~” he piped up. I’m not hesitant I’m just... weighing my options. I only have one of these... then again: If my mom uses it, it can’t be that bad, right? “If I may be so bold as to ask: But have you ever been ‘sucked off’? As the youth is now calling it~” the toy asked.
Sucked... off? I quirked my brow incredulously. “Isn’t that just for boys?” I retorted. “Ohohoh~ Only if you have a very limited imagination my dear. Yes, it is colloquially more commonly used for oral sex upon a man. But thou can perform it on a woman as well.” He declared huskily. “The act is roughly the same, just on a smaller scale. But by no means any less important!” the toy elaborated.
“Instead of fellating the tip of a penis, you would lingate the tip of the clitoris~” he added. “Suckling upon your need. Swirling thine tongue around it~” Javier teased. That... does sound really hot... but he doesn’t have a tongue... though: If it IS simulated... maybe I’ll give this a shot after all. I can just smack him if it hurts... or actually: I probably shouldn’t hit something directly attached to my nerve cluster...
I am distracting myself. Again. I rolled my eyes. Still, I should give this a shot. It looks very fancy after all. I need to be more selfish. I do more than enough for other people as it is. This is Will time. I let out a long exhale. Is it really this difficult to get laid? I know I’m young but... I’d like even just a handjob... is it really that much to ask? Of what little I overhear about it, boys only want it to be about them.
Heck, sex ed is exclusively about them. I’m more than an incubator. I’m a gosh darn guardian of the galaxy... or something. I don’t know how many worlds there are. All I know is that I’d love to get ‘blown’, as they put it. Once every time I save a world would be a nice perk... even if it can be difficult to get it up sometimes after... Well, at least I’ll get an idea how that feels like. Even if artificial.
I huffed. Seriously, when will I stop monologing about stuff I want to do? And actually go and do them? It can be really frustrating to try and get recognition when you have to be a secret superhero... I know I deserve praise. And it’s not helping that all this work takes away from my free time. Or heck: Even schoolwork. Sorry, teach! I was fighting a 20 foot snake monster the other week!
Pfft, yeah. That’s totally a plausible story for why I didn’t finish my maths homework. Sometimes I wanna tell my mom. But, she wouldn’t understand. And bet she’d be even more unbearable... maybe I should tell her... I mean; I’d like to see her try to ground me after finding out. Ugh... see, this is why it’s hard for me to... get hard. It’s really difficult to relax. On any moment's notice: Shit can hit the fan.
And then I have to excuse myself from whatever I am doing, drop everything and come to the rescue! ... I swear to- IF that happens when I’m scoring... “Princess? Miss Vandem? You are working yourself up, and not in the fuzzy way~” JFM interrupted. I snapped back to reality. I took a deep breath before eyeing the toy. Maybe I should just shelf all of that for now. Take five minutes to just enjoy myself.
It’s a really good way to get rid of excess adrenaline after all... like, really good... if I can get in the mood after a fight then: Woah... dang do I feel good afterwards. I idly bit my lower lip as I tightened my grip. “Yeah, you’re right... just getting a bit side-tracked by the week’s events...” I murmured. “You are clearly stressed in a widely different way than your queen m’lady~” Fernando noted. I quirked a brow.
"What do you mean?" I inquired. "Ah, little señorita. Let me elaborate: Your mother is mainly worried, frustrated. You on the other hand: You are angry, frustrated. Very sexually frustrated. Jealous. Responsibility weighs you down. You feel overwhelmed. Resentment towards others, that you feel guilt over.” He replied matter of factly. I scrunched my nose. Well, that was rude...
That’s not true, is it? I fidgeted. How would he even know that?! Do all tech in this house gossip? I know phones talk to each other but... I can’t even softly weep into my pillow at night without the alarm knowing about it. Sometimes I do wonder if these powers are more hassle than they’re worth. There’s always a price for everything... even if the whole ‘protecting the universe’ is a pretty huge deal to begin with.
Stopping time would be nice... I mean, technically I can use my astral drop to be in two places at once. But she is also me, so she wouldn’t study all that well if I asked. I rolled my eyes. Even when I have a magical solution to my problems, I am my own worst enemy it seems. I squeezed the toy and let out a deep exhale. Well, might as well get this going. Either it will work, or it won’t.
Bit surprised he didn’t interrupt my inner monologue this time. Well, I already got this far. I closed my eyes and shakily inserted the toy. It slid in with ease. Penetration felt okay. Not sure why it's so hyped up when the good stuff is on the outside... like, you need to reach down to actually get somewhere. Then again: I don’t know how sex is done... but feels like there’s something missing there.
All I’ve been taught so far is that ‘penis goes in, then sperm’. Like... feels like a huge part is being glossed over here. Am I considered too young to learn the rest, or what gives? I was jolted fully awake by a powerful buzz inside of me. “What the f-” I cut myself off as I inhaled. “You like, yes?” JFM chimed. I swallowed the awkward lump in my throat as I tried to comprehend what just happened.
“What was that?!” I barked. “Mon ami, that would be my ‘vibrate setting’~” he said coyly. My walls were all tingly as something ran down the core of my shaft. I kinda... liked it! “C-Can I have more?” I asked eagerly. “Certainly princess~ Just do know prolonged exposure is not recommended.” He added cautiously. “Define ‘prolonged’...” I inquired and let out a shaky breath.
“Well, in my humble opinion: Longer than 20 minutes per session. And no more than twice a week. That would be my ‘being absolutely sure’ benchmarks.” he chimed. I chortled. As if I could last that long... and some weeks I’m happy I can get it up even once... “Yeah, that won’t be a problem~” I scoffed playfully. “So I’ve heard, Miss Vandom.” JFM pointed out. I shifted into a frown.
It has to be that damn clock! But... how is he getting the information out of my room? The toaster doesn’t know what my PC does. Does mom’s cell phone blather with my stuff while she’s in here when I’m at school? Not sure how else it could get out... mother has no clue about my sex life... aside from that one time...
My cheeks flared up. At least she started to always knock after that time... so that’s a positive. The pleasant buzz picked up again before I could continue. I gasped and steadied myself on my palms. Yupp. Still feels way better when I’m not doing it. “You’re tense señorita~ Lay back and let me... ‘take care’ of your worries.” he cooed with confidence. I have many conflicting feelings right now.
Sure, it’s just a sex toy... but it feels more... intimate than when I quite literally had intercourse with myself... the toy fidgeted as it kept vibrating against something inside of me. No idea what it was going after, but it felt really good. I vaguely recall Javier talking about some spot I think? I grunted as it latched onto my family jewel. I was about to speak as my world exploded into bliss.
I gripped my sheet tight as a whimper escaped my throat. An invisible force tugged at my pleasure button. My limbs shook as immense pleasure danced across my nerve endings. It lacks the warmth of human touch, but it was so... serene. Nothing was touching my lil’ girl yet... it was so intense. I involuntarily kicked with one of my legs. T-This was great... I’m just so bubbly inside. Homework was a distant whisper...
I can get why mom does this~ ... the momentary flashing mental image of my mother in my position deterred me for but a second before I leaned back into the euphoric suckles. No work. No family. No... ‘work’. This was Will time. My jaw trembled as a smile slowly crept up. There was a shiver on my thighs and shoulder blades. For the first time in weeks, I felt my body just... relax.
Even if momentary, I wanted this feeling to last. A new, exciting sensation... I wonder if I could get my own one of these? ... I’d probably use it until it loses its appeal. I grit my teeth. No! Focus Will! No negative thoughts. Let JFM take me where I need to go... I can’t remember the last time I just let someone else take the reins... or well, it’s just a machine but... I know what I meant.
Always having to make all the calls is really draining. I really wish Matt could ‘take care’ of me whenever I wanted... but that’s selfish. Not even sure I’d have the energy to... do whatever now boys want back. I’m just... so tired. I grunted and scooted back against the bed frame for support. I hoisted up and hugged a pillow close as my nethers finally did something useful. This feels awesome. I want more of this.
“Miss?” I snapped out of my daze. “Bwuh?” I blurted out. “I merely asked if you’d like to further enhance this experience.” Fernando offered. I stared blankly... is he telling me this could be even better?! Have I been masturbating wrong all this time, or what is going on? ... actually: That would not surprise me. I’m awkwardly self-taught. Why can’t there be like, a class for that? That’d be a subject I’m invested in.
I steadied myself as the stimulation died down. “Uh... sure?” I replied in a murmur. “Magnifique~” he buzzed. “Take the base of your palm, and press it against the top of your mons, a smidge to the left of your pubis.” He instructed. “My... pubes?” I questioned. “No Miss: Your pubis~” he elaborated. “Though, it is close to your majestic pubes m’lady~” he chimed eloquently. T-They’re nothing special...
I don’t even cut them. I’m too busy for that. My cheeks heated up regardless. I fiddled around near my red carpet. “Here?” I asked and prodded around the area. I think this is like... my pubic bone? Somewhere around the pelvis? “Around there, yes. Just press down and move around until you find ‘the spot’. Trust me: You’ll know when, princess~” he explained. I’m not sure how, but I could sense him smirk.
I gave a light shrug, wishing he’d pick the suckling back up. I pushed down with my palm. I scrunched my nose. Nothing really happened... I shifted a bit and pressed down again. Still nothing. I scooted my hand around pushing on seemingly random spots to the left of my little bush. As I tried the fifth spot, something surged throughout my body. Oh! Hello... It’s a bit like... when I crack my back.
Except the sensation is constant. I withdrew my palm and the feeling stopped. I pressed back down and the tingling began again. “Feels good, yes?” JFM cheekily asked. “Y-Yeah... What is that even?” I exclaimed. “Just one of your many erogenous zones Miss~” he replied elegantly. No clue what that is... but an educated guess would be an area of my body that makes me feel nice...
Seriously: WHY haven’t I been taught about these? It’s like... I can feel my vulva on a deeper level. Yet, all I’ve been forced to learn is the name of crusty old presidents? And all manners of... UGH! I pressed deeper as the sensation intensified. Before I had time to react, I saw double. My eyes crossed as I let out a guttural noise as the suction picked back up. Fuuuck... I-I don’t think I can withstand this for long...
Is that... good or bad? I don’t want this to end but also: I DO want to cum. I want those chemicals... I don’t think I can be impatient with this, can I? Ugh... I wish I could talk to someone about these things. I curled my toes and grit my teeth. I guess I could vent here? I mean... only I can talk to machines. So it would be safe. It doesn’t feel like the right time though. Or place.
I closed my eyes and reclined. I pressed down with a shaky hand atop my pubis. My clit was gently tugged on. It’s freaky how there’s no contact... I wonder if this is how Corny’s telekinesis feels like? I wiped my brow with my spare arm. Huh. I was working up quite the sweat. I eyed over the smear on my wrist as I bucked my hips. Whatever was going on in there, it was really doing wonders.
“Whatever you’re touching in there: I like it...” I murmured as I clenched my other fist. “Thank you, m’lady. It’s not entirely clear, but many believe it is still your clitoris.” JFM explained. I opened my eyes and blinked. “But, that’s outside.” I retorted. His robotic chuckle cut through my ragged breathing. “Oh, my dear Will: The average clitoris is estimated to be roughly 60-70 % the length of a penis.” He noted.
I narrowed my eyes sceptically. “I may not have seen one in person, but pretty sure they are bigger than my nails...” I dryly pointed out. Ngh... can’t he stop working on me while we talk? The tug and tap is really distracting. Not like I’m helping with pressing down. I wiped my brow again as my mouth became dry. “It is inside of you. What do you think it is that’s ‘becoming erect’ when you become aroused?” he chimed.
I paused, an exhale lodged in my throat. Wait... it resumes inside of me? ... that explained the swelling... sorta. Does it like... loop de loop around my vagina? ... wait: If he can reach it by going deeper inside me... what is the shape of this thing? Or do I have multiple erectile tissue that is not only my clit? I might just go search for an anatomy book in school tomorrow, and hope it includes one.
I let out a light chuckle as I shivered. I seem to learn more from random supernatural escapades than I do in school. I’m getting anatomy lessons by a sex toy while it’s mashing me closer to climax. Not sure how it knows so much like... yes, it’s a sex toy. But still. The TV mostly knows TV stuff... and the news. I inhaled sharply as my knees began to quiver. It’s swirling really hard inside...
Something feels... off. Like, I’m about to cum soon, but: Also... more than just cum. I clenched my jaw to keep it from shuddering. “Ah~ Getting ready to release are we? You clench up just like your mother~” Javier said in a sultry tone. W-What? Like my... no! Abort! Abort! I dug my heels in as I arched my back. Welp. So much for trying. I hissed as the floodgates opened.
There were no fireworks, but for once that would have been appropriate. I couldn’t stop it even if I wanted to. My walls clamped down like a vice as euphoria surged through my bead... or shaft, I guess? I could definitely feel it go deeper now. I just thought that was my vagina... How am I even lucid enough to think? I’m still even pressing down on that amazing location. My third contraction tore through me as I just held firm.
As it began to die down, I got ready to just go limp. But a spark surged through me, my eyes shooting wide open. The bubbling in my stomach came back with a vengeance. I yelped and stretched out my legs, but I was hurled off the edge once more before I had time to react. I cried out and bucked my hips as my eyes rolled back. W-What is going on? I already came? I-It should stop!
My contractions squeezed my insides as I strained to keep focused. This is both amazing, yet a little painful. My muscles were starting to cramp. This hasn't been a good week for my body. I think I sprained my ankle in that fight Wednesday. These spasms are certainly not helping. It hurts so good... Mostly since it doesn't really hurt. Thinking is hard right now. Walls tight. I want it to stop, but also for it to continue.
I dragged my feet along the sheets as my back arched. My second row of orgasm finally started to die down. As I began to let out sigh of relief, my stomach curled up again. What the f- I swiftly removed my palm as I trembled. TOO MUCH! Way too much... I withdrew my arms to hug myself. The second I let go off the spot, the build-up just let go. Like an engine that just had the cord cut.
I gripped my sheets tight. Why is he still sucking? I tried to object, but I only wheezed. Falling asleep wouldn't be so bad right now. The afterglow milking suddenly stopped. "Miss? Are you okay?" he asked. I whimpered softly. My limbs betrayed me. A pleasant buzz throbbed in my head. I'm just... gonna lie here for a while. "Were the multiple orgasms a bit much, Miss Vandom?" he asked again.
I wheezed once more, as I failed to catch my breath. I slumped back down and just rested. "Moment..." I murmured. Breathing slowly really helped. Time rolled by as I all but marinated in my own sweat. It soaked well into the bed. As my pulse normalised, the words finally hit me. “I can cum TWICE?!” I blurted out and failed to sit upright. “Many more than that princess~ As long as you keep it up.” he shot back.
I... what? I can barely move my body... and I could have more? ... is this like... some endurance thing? Like, like in PE, if I run enough, I can run more? Do I have to cum more the more experienced I am? "How? Why?" I exclaimed. "Many ladies enjoy taking advantage of being able to have multiple orgasms." He replied. "But, judging by your... less than enthusiastic reaction. I suppose you were not a fan, princess?" he chimed.
"I... I don't know..." I murmured. "It was a bit too much." I added quietly. "It was still... Nice." I exhaled. "What was the whole thing with my palm about?" I inquired. “Ah, yes: It applies more even, and direct pressure to your pubis. Allowing for you to achieve the apex of your pleasure repeatedly.” He explained. “Wait, that’s what caused that... weird relapse thing?!” I blurted out.
“Indeed, Miss Vandom.” He confirmed. So wait... I have some weird... multi-orgasm button on my pubic area? A hidden pleasure spot inside me? What else is my body hiding?! And here I thought having magical powers was gonna be weird. Yet, for some reason: I just ‘know’ how to use my powers. Or learn new ones. But: Somehow I don’t even intuitively know how to rub one out?
I dunno... feels like that should be instinctive. “My apologies princess. I just assumed you were into that too, considering how you mo-” I clenched my sheets firmly. “I’m NOT my mom!” I snapped. Oh wow, all pumped up on pleasure juices really makes me feel confident, in charge... I still feel a bit bad. Great, now I feel bad for yelling at a sex toy... I know he’s not ‘real’ real but... still.
I deflated. “Sorry, I’m just...” I mumbled. With a pop, my clit was released. I flinched in response. That was still on there?! “It’s okay m’lady. I should have asked. I hope your experience was enjoyable regardless of my blunder.” JFM stated apologetically. “You did climax a formidable amount~” he chimed coly. I quirked a brow, then deflated. “It’s okay... you don’t have to patronise me.” I sighed.
I think that was the term? “I only came twice. And that wasn’t a lot judging by your tone...” I huffed with crossed arms. “I was talking about the quantity of your orgasms. Not the number of them~” he clarified. Wait, what? Did I... clench extra hard or what? I sat up to slide the toy out of me. My eyes widened as I finally realised what he meant. The lower half of my bedsheets were just... coated.
Something... translucent was just... splattered EVERYWHERE! “WHAT IS THAT?!” I shrieked in a panic. Mommy’s gonna kill me! “It’s... your ejaculate, Miss?” he replied hesitantly. My what? I can do what? How? HOW?! And here I was shocked I can shoot lighting. But now you’re telling me I can just naturally shoot... fluids? I thought that was the boys job! What is anything anymore?!
I slid the toy out with a squelch as I just stared at the mess. That explains whatever that ‘extra’ I felt with each contraction... maybe I could lie about it? I cautiously leaned in for a whiff. Nope. That smells like sex. I placed JFM atop of the lid. I’ll wash that later... I need to lie down more... “Well... thanks. I needed that.” I murmured with a flush. “I could feel that, princess~” he shot back huskily.
Well... this has been an enlightening day. Apparently zits aren’t the only new body fluid I can produce. Thanks body. I’m impressed yet grossed out by your functions at the same time. I let out a long groan. What in the blazes am I gonna do with these sheets? If all girls can do this, and mom does it... she’ll definitely know what it is. Ugh... I need a drink. I’m all lightheaded... something about staying hydrated...
Wait a minute... a grin crept across my face. I’ll just spill juice on the sheets. Problem solved. Then I can chuck it in the basket with a ‘Sorry mom... I won’t drink in bed again.’ excuse, she’ll be mad for a bit, then get over it. I exhaled contently. I reached over and fiddled with the clock. Two hours. Should give me enough time to rest. “You could have just asked, yanno?” the clock noted.
I hushed it softly. Now it was Will time... though... “Could you turn off the lights please?” the bulb dimmed itself out as I was left in a cozy, dark room. I haven’t felt safe without light for a while. But, this was just... the right time. I might even eat something later. I still gotta clear up but... that’s future Will’s problem. I smirked. Something tells me she’ll be more inclined mood wise to deal with it~