Pick up the small pink vibrator

I picked the pink vibrator back up and felt like it would be a good start. I walked to my mom’s bed and laid down on it. I flicked it on and gently set it on my slit, just below my mound. Oh god, the vibrations were incredible, flowing through me as I slid slowly up and down myself, wetting the vibrator on my slick juices. I dipped in lightly to my pussy, cooing as the vibrations landed on my pleasure button. My other hand returned to my breasts, grabbing them in huge handfuls, growing rougher with my body, urging my pleasure ever higher.

I curled the vibrator down into myself, finding the resistance of my entrance. The tip soon slipped inside me, followed by the rest of the silky shaft. My breath shuddered in my throat as I sunk the vibrator deeper into my canal. It scratched an itch I didn't even know I had, but the relief was only temporary, my body soon growing needier. I slid the vibrator in and out of myself in a slow, steady rhythm as my other hand plucked at each tit.

My legs flexed and my back arched up as a quick burst of pleasure rocked me, driving a tiny “ooh” from my lips. When I came back down, I was even wetter than before, and I plunged the vibrator back into my body with greater vigor, as excited by the feeling of the vibrating machine inside me as I was at the sight of my mom masturbating for my pleasure.

The warmth inside me grew to an inferno and I clenched my eyes tight, the tension building within me, growing tauter with each stroke of the vibrator until with a sudden explosion I came. My entire body tensed and released as I sighed in a long exhalation. The pleasure was immense, flowing through me, capturing my mind and filling it with the physical lust of my mom's body. I shivered delightfully, crying out as the waves of orgasm crested through me, leaving me weak and warm.

It felt so incredible I did it again, continuing to slide the vibrator in and out of myself. The tension was back in an instant, growing quicker this time, my desire aided by my little moans, the sound of my wetness, the feel of my skin beneath my fingers. With a tremendous moan I came, body quivering around the vibrator, fingers digging into my luscious skin as the orgasm pounded through me harder than the one, I had in the spin class.