Accidental Buzz

Me: ‘Hannah. I think your phone is ringing.’
Hannah: ‘Really? Help me see who is calling.’

I reached into her handbag I was carrying for her and at the source of the vibration, I felt something long and smooth.

Me (whispering): ‘Hannah. It’s your vibrator.’
Hannah: ‘Shit. My phone is in my pocket. Is it off?’

She took her bag from me after the accident happened and we left the shoe shop. Walking a few steps ahead of me, I could tell she was embarrassed, and no matter how she explained herself about the toy, there was no hiding from the fact that she brought her vibrator out. On the bus to her place from Bugis (I sent her home first), we had some privacy on the upper deck and she took her toy out, a purple vibrator that was shaped like a dildo.

Me: ‘Eh! Let me see it first!’

I snatched the toy away from her before she could remove the batteries and clicked the button on the rear end, cycling through the different modes.

Me: ‘Do you get turned on hearing the buzz?’
Hannah: ‘A little?’
Me: ‘Let me us it on you leh.’
Hannah: ‘Siao ah?!’

As she stuck her hand out towards the vibrator, I caught her arm and sent the toy right between her shorts, still buzzing in one of its many modes. Her legs shut themselves on my hand but I managed to push it hard against her groin, making her hug my arm in shyness.

Hannah (whispering): ‘Be gentle can?’
Me: ‘And you are the one clamping me so hard.. ‘

Her thighs relaxed and I moved the tip into one of the two openings, angling it on her clit. The denim shorts she wore wasn’t exactly that tight, so she could still enjoy the full power of that little toy.

After a few minutes of teasing, she finally gave in to her dark side and roamed over to my jeans, unzipping to reach my bulge. The salty scent of my cock filled our tiny space and the next thing she did was to bent over my lap. Covering my throbbing cock with her mouth, the obvious scent of dick was gone and she proceeded to coat it with her saliva, in generous amounts and an ample number of up-down strokes.

I was done with her mouth after a while and all she did was to look around once her head was up. Seeing that we had most of the backseats to ourselves, she stood up and stripped her shorts and panties off, only to wear her shorts back on in a flash.

Hannah: ‘Now you can put it in.’

Holding the base of the 5 inch toy, I pushed it into her pussy and turned off the vibration. Thrusting it in and out, we did not take long to wet it completely with moans whispering into my ears. Her hand never left my cock as I tortured her with the curved toy, tickling her G-spot till she came in my hand. Somehow, she did not get any wetter and that kept her shorts clean for more fun!

For most of the ride home, she was just clenching my arm as orgasms took her breaths away, to the fast jerking hand I was groaning to. With our stop nearing by the minutes, I pumped the toy even faster and her back kept arching up and down. Her hand movement got random with the bombardment of orgasms, driving me to my limits in the most abrupt manner ever.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m gonna cum!’
Hannah (whispering): ‘Now?! But where.. ‘

The moment my first load sprayed into the air and over her fingers, she slammed her head down on my dick and sucked all that’s worth of me. Her lips stayed around the pink ring of death under my little head and it just kept me squirting hot cum into her mouth.

When my last squeeze came and only a drop oozed from the tip, she knew I was done and went on to suck me one last stroke down. Triggering another wave of cum, she emptied my rod and picked her head up, wiping her mouth while staring out of the window.

Hannah: ‘See la. We missed the stop. You walk me back ah!’

We sloppily cleaned our hands and mouth, before dashing down the stairs to alight at the next stop. Throughout the walk home, she focused on cleaning her cum-stained fingers while I continued to tease her. At last, we reached her void deck and I handed over the toy I was in charge of cleaning (since I used it most?)

Hannah: ‘Eh. Don’t tell anyone hor. If not we can’t do it anymore.’
Me: ‘You still want somemore ah?!’
Hannah: ‘Fuck la. I mean go out together.. and do it again?’
Me: ‘Cunning asshole.’

We parted ways after saying our goodbyes and my trip home was filled with her describing how crazy it was for us have did that, while we were attached to different partners. Well, we have Murphy’s law to thank for that right?

What can happen, will happen.

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