She has more than one hole to satisfy!

Now that she had all of the instruments of perversion at hand, could she really limit herself to just one? She picked up the smallest plug with trepidation, but knew plenty of men and women used them frequently with little problem. Why should she be any different? Her nimble fingers untied the straps holding the jumper secure behind her neck and let the front tumble down as she pulled her arms from the sleeves, revealing the black VS push-up bra that made a masterpiece out of her hefty 34Ds that always seemed so much larger on her petite frame. Pushing it down past her wasp waist to form a puddle on the floor, she stepped out of it, threw the jumper on top of the hamper and settled onto the bed, shedding her matching, bikini-cut panties at the same time. Laying on the deep blue satin sheets in nothing but a bra, crotchless black hose, and her Mary Jane's, she knew she was the object of so many fantasies. She loved it. It gave her a sense of power, of control even. When men saw her she controlled how they perceived her and what form their erotic dreams would take. They'd never have her, but that made the power she held over them even stronger as long as they believed they had a chance.

She lubed up the flared head before applying a generous dollop to her own waxed-smooth brown eye. Spreading her legs wide over her head one the bed, she couldn't help but blow herself a kiss as she caught sight of herself in the full-length mirror across from the Queen-sized mattress. The lube was cold, but that was thrilling on its own, and in no time she was pressing the tip against her asshole. She pushed it in and pushed back against it, feeling it slowly become swallowed by her virginal hole. The sensation was more than she'd expected. She felt full in a way she'd never experienced before, and she loved it. There was a constant sense of penetration, but not the fumbling, unreliable actions of a man. She was doing this to herself.

Taking the black with gold trim wand in hand, she pressed the button to turn it on. The low hum brought a smile to the tart's face as Jenny lowered the buzzing end to her clit. The second the tool touched down her legs folded up and pulled together around her wrist, a surprised moan of ecstasy escaped those pouty teen-aged lips, followed by long, happy cooing noises as she rubbed the toy across her labia. Her asshole was clenching and gripping the plug while she experienced the hitachi on its lowest setting, she knew this would only get better, but could she take it?