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watered her plants, I would have the opportunity to daydream about her, here amongst her possessions.
Realizing the lateness of the hour and remembering that Doug promised to call at 10:30, I left her bed and began to dress. Louise asked me if my clit was still tender and gave my ring a flick. I swear it felt like shed touched my clit with a cattle prod, the way I jumped. It didnt really hurt but the earring sure did make my little clitoris hyper. Louise told me hers healed completely in a couple of days. I foolishly believed her when she promised everything would be back to normal by the weekend. Little did I know!
By Friday afternoon when I picked up Doug at the airport, all the pain had indeed disappeared but the hyper-ness persisted. Every time I got my little car up to highway speed, the vibrations through my seat would buzz my clit hard as a rock. I tried moving the seat and changing my speed but as long as my right foot was on the gas, I couldnt concentrate on anything other than that infernal earring buzzing away at me. Its a wonder I wasnt killed on that drive. Thankfully, Doug drove home so I was able to bet some relief from the vibrations.
Wouldnt you know it, the first thing Doug did after getting into bed was to wrap his hand around me and grope my pussy! So tired as we both were, I still had to explain how that earring got on my clitoris while he was away for just those four days. I tried to convince him it was a welcome-home present but he knew better. He flicked at it a few times, half-heartedly but was breathing heavily and fell asleep within a minute, leaving me wide awake with a hyper-aroused clitoris.
Thoroughly miffed at my being deserted by both of my lovers, I vowed to take things into my own hands, literally and began to play with my little present from Louise. I flicked it, wiggled it back and forth but quickly found the best sensation was from pulling lightly up on it, then giving it a little shake. I gave it six good shakes and had two good orgasms just like that! Oh, what a night!
The next Monday, after Doug went to work, I went over to Louises to water her plants and check for the e-mails she promised to send to her own computer so Doug couldnt pry into our affairs. There was nothing yet but when I accidentally clicked her address bar down, I saw all the web sites shed been browsing. Many of them had sexy-sounding names and I noticed she visited some of them several times so I clicked on one of them. It showed all kinds of nude womens pictures on the web page so I just kept clicking whenever it said to. All of a sudden, a close-up photo of a womans pussy with a lit candle
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inserted, dripped hot wax down her clitoris in front of me. "Sorta been there!" I chuckled to myself.
I clicked on and on, Browsing through scores of pictures of women being tied up, having their nipples tortured, pussies filled with everything imaginable. In spite of their predicaments, I thought it inspiring that they were all still managing carnal smiles for the camera. In awe of these images, I shut down the computer and let my mind imagine how many more perversions we could experiment with.
Like a link in a computer, my mind clicked onto Louises toy drawer. With trembling hands, I pulled out her drawer and thoroughly examined each naughty little item. It was so arousing to touch each toy, knowing that they all had either been attached to her tender bits or stuffed up her pussy. No matter how objective I tried to remain while examining her collection, my curiosity was continuously drawn to the gold vibrator. In the back of the drawer, I found a pamphlet that explained all of its features. After digesting everything, I realized it had yet another function. If you pulled out on the control switch, not only would it vibrate in timed pulses, it would also automatically swell larger with each pulse.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I lubed it up with KY, pushed it all the way into my vulva and set it for full automatic function after plugging it in. The vibrations were strong and really shook my vulva. Just when it began to drive me crazy, it would click off, swell up a little more then begin to shake again. After about ten minutes of this ever-escalating cycle, my pussy felt rubbery enough to take on a zucchini. I reached down and found that my clitoris stood up just like Louises each time the vibrator bloated up. I also found that pushing my clit down slightly so it touched against the vibrator, shook my clitoris into three ecstatic orgasms in such rapid succession, I was unable to stand or walk for nearly an hour!
I looked around Louises empty bedroom, peeked in her clothes drawers and found a heavy little 14 carat gold, heart-shaped locket and chain with her picture inside, tucked away in a corner of her underwear drawer. On a notion, I clipped the locket onto my clit ring and with my legs spread wide apart, gave it a swing. To my clit, it felt simply glorious but it was too much for my poor quivering legs right then. I pulled my panties up tight to keep it still, put away her toys and returned home. Hoping it might be a good luck charm if I combined it with Louises present, I vowed to wear them both to remind me of her.
After having a shower, the phone rang. As I trotted, still naked, to grab the phone, Louises locket vigorously swung back and forth from my clit ring, delivering the most delicious of sensations. After I hung
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