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Chapter 28 by dirtykentman

What does he want?

"You mentioned a vibrator."

He smiles as he speaks, clearly enjoying the look of shock and surprise on her face as he reminds her of her confession whilst they were walking. "I think it's time you showed me just how you use it then isn't it. Let's call that your punishment."

"But... but..." she tries to think of something to say, to stop herself from having to do what he has suggested. "But you can fuck me" she finally finds some sort of argument as she stares at him.

"Well, I could, yes" but by his tone it's clear he isn't going to alter what he has already asked her to do. "Afterwards, if you are good" he adds as if an explanation. He looks at her for a moment before continuing. "Now, you mentioned being on the bed, knickers around your knees?"

She realises his words weren't just a question or comment, but almost a command as his eyes look from her to the bed, almost directing her to move. Her embarrassment at what she knows he wants to see is so high, but not enough that it stops her taking the few steps to the bed. As she sits down on the edge, she reaches down to the small drawer of her bedside cabinet, opening it and reaching under what's on top and quickly finds the vibrator hidden deep at the back. She pulls it free, holding it up for a moment as if to show him. It was a present from one of her best friends for her 18th birthday, realistically shaped like a cock, even with balls where the controls are.

Grasping the vibrator, she eases herself onto the bed, giving him one last look, hoping he will change his mind, for some reason the thought of doing this in front of him so difficult even though moments before she was ready to strip and let him fuck her. He simply looks at her, nodding for her to continue. She lays back onto her bed, her pillows piled up as she settles into them. She pulls her knees up, opening them wide, then reaches for her skirt, pulling it up and to her hips. As she lays there she knows this gives him a perfect view of the little thong beneath it.

She can't look at him as she flicks the on switch of her vibrator, the soft buzzing signalling its working. Instead she looks down her own body, reaching one hand to pull her thong aside, uncovering her smooth pussy, and as she bites her lip, she brings the vibrator between her thighs, letting the tip touch her wet lips, making her let out a little gasp, knowing how aroused she haa made herself already.

Does she carry on, is she fast, slow?

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