Lux Zakari - Secretly More

“I would never. What would be the point?”

“Paul seriously makes you come every time you guys have sex?” Kimber couldn’t imagine her sister’s awkward, slightly nebbish fiancé pulling off something Dane fell admittedly far short of.

“Don’t throw yourself off a bridge or anything, but yeah-it’s like a ninety-five percent success rate.” Ferney paused in front of a cherry-stained wooden shelf where a rainbow of dildos stood proudly erect, a faraway, mysterious smile on her face. “What he does to me-I could never explain it. I’ve never had anyone so attuned to me and my body before. I didn’t even believe such synchronicity existed. But Paul… It’s like he knows me so completely, and I can tell that he’s not satisfied until I’m satisfied, and he’ll do anything to make that happen, which makes the whole thing that much hotter.”

Kimber listened, stunned. Her sister had just described an experience she thought happened only in people’s idyllic hopes for the best and resembled nothing of her own reality. A knot formed in her throat as panic worked its way through her circulation. What was she doing, living her life and never feeling anything close to that remarkable? Could she actually call it living her life at all?

Ferney turned to her sister, a look of genuine concern in her eyes. “You really never felt anything like that with Dane?”

“Of course I have.” Kimber cleared her throat, trying to shake the latest bit of anxiety rising inside her. “Now please-can we stop talking about this?”

“Fine.” Ferney selected a big, black dildo, complete with a mushroom tip and veins that looked like a highway map. Kimber guesstimated they were about the size of an interstate at that. Ferney held it toward her sister, the dildo wobbling back and forth. “What about this?”

“If my vagina was the size of a moon crater, maybe. Put the harpoon back.”

“This dinky thing? Psh. If you think this is big, you should see Paul’s.”

“Let’s get talking about those boundaries again.” Kimber tried to smile, but her insides twisted. Her relationship with Dane seemed more pointless and frustrating than ever. She was twenty-six years old, fresh from a six-year dating disaster, and horrified to learn that she may have never had an orgasm before. All of a sudden, the clock was ticking. There was a lot of lost time to make up for. Aside from the vibrator, where else would she start?

That night, Kimber tossed and turned, listening to the neighbors bounce between a crime scene investigation show and “The Nanny.” The sound kept her awake and dwelling on the fact that twenty-four hours had passed without hearing from Jay. They’d always carved out time to contact each other at least once a day, even if it was just a text message, but it didn’t look like he was going to be resuming that tradition any time soon. Aside from here and there at the casino, maybe she’d never see him again. After all, if she were him, she wouldn’t exactly be excited to hang out after what had happened. The memory turned her stomach. It was just as bad as what happened with Dane, and she felt totally alone.

In an effort to improve her mood, Kimber reached for the vibrator her sister bought her earlier: a glitter-flecked My First Vibe in vibrant magenta with multiple speeds. It was five inches long and two inches around, and she eyed it with trepidation. She was on the brink of foreign territory. The thought made her give a bitter laugh. How could she have gone so long without total satisfaction? Earth-shattering orgasms shouldn’t be unfamiliar at her age, and the promise of impending pleasure made her kick off her pajama pants, leaving her nude from the waist down.

Kimber gave the vibrator’s base a twist and the phallic object buzzed to life. She settled back against her pillow, steepled her knees, and parted her legs. Then she touched the tip of the vibrator to her clit and immediately shuddered at the sensation. This was already amazing. Maybe Ferney really was onto something.

She closed her eyes and traced her clit and her opening with the vibrator, letting the pleasure ripple through her. She couldn’t help but whimper, and the sound of her own desire turned her on even more. The vibrator teased her entrance and her hips twitched, but she didn’t slide it inside herself. She wanted to savor this.

Her desire dimmed as her thoughts drifted to Dane. How was this toy already closer to bringing her off than he had ever come? Was that a fair assessment of his skills, considering she was already so jaded toward him? She shook her head. No, she refused to spend her time with My First Vibe thinking of her ex-boyfriend.

Kimber pressed the vibrator to her clit again as the memory of Jay’s lips on hers sprang unbidden to her mind. She hadn’t granted herself permission to even think of it since it happened, but suddenly she couldn’t think of anything else. In a flash of honesty, she had to admit that although it had been short and sweet, it was easily the best kiss she’d ever had, one she was ashamed to admit she’d felt in her clit. If Jay hadn’t been her oldest and best friend, she could easily picture the situation having escalated.

A sharp crack against her bedroom wall shocked Kimber from her reverie, and she shrieked, dropping the vibrator and covering her lower half with her unmade sheets. She rocketed to a sitting position and looked around the room, wondering what the hell she would do about being partially naked if a burglar broke in. However, the moans and gasps on the other side of the wall registered in her brain, and she recognized one of the voices as belonging to her new neighbor, Taryn.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Brad, like that.” Taryn moaned, clear as day through the paper-thin walls. “Fuck… Oh, fuck, yes. Lick my pussy just like that.”

The neighbors were definitely done watching TV. Kimber’s first instinct was to laugh at the discomfited position she was in, but a more primal need overrode her amused embarrassment. Her clit throbbed in response to the needy, desperate quality in Taryn’s commands, and she lay against her pillow once again, rolling the tip of the vibrator over her now dripping cunt. Her breath came faster as she imagined herself in Taryn’s position with a man’s head between her legs, lapping at her with a talented tongue, hell bent on making her come.

Another crack sounded, and Kimber placed it as her neighbors’ headboard whacking against the wall from a sudden force. Then came Taryn’s long, drawn-out ooh of pure bliss, and a man’s muffled groan. Kimber could only assume Brad had transitioned from eating Taryn out to sliding his cock inside her, and their vocalized passion confirmed this as Taryn shrieked for him to fuck her harder and the headboard crashed against the wall with a new intensity.

Kimber mirrored their assumed actions, pushing the vibrator inside her cunt and stifling a moan. She withdrew the toy then pushed it home again, pretending she was the one being fucked with abandon and reaching the sexual ecstasy Ferney had sworn she deserved.

Taryn and Brad’s moans increased in frequency and volume and Kimber’s hand moved faster as her juices slid along the length of the vibrator to meet her fingers. She couldn’t remember ever being so wet before. She chewed her lip and arched toward the ceiling as her neighbors screamed with pleasure next door; she felt much like doing the same. A powerful sensation crept through her body, like a ribbon of pleasure unfurling toward her clit. Her legs trembled, and she choked on a moan and squeezed her eyes shut as she felt like a firework exploded inside her, sending pleasure zipping through her bloodstream. Kimber shuddered, the muscles in her cunt gripping at the slick vibrator, and a wave of calm fell over her as she went limp, her mind and body numb to everything else except what had just happened. My First Vibe resulted in Her First Real Climax.