Let Me Vibe Novels & Stories

Too much and none of it is good. My phone has been vibrating for hours, I've been waiting for them to open the gates so I can get on that fucking plane and get the hell out of here. I almost feel like the air is too much, breathing is too much, my lungs feel like they can't handle it anymore, as if they were about to burst. Even my fucking finger tips were hurting. I don't understand, how come feeling empty hurts so fucking much? I feel numb but at the same time I feel this immense pressure in my chest and I just--

I approached her until my two knees reached her waist, built on each side of her body. “W-What’s that?” She heard the sound of the vibrator when I opened it and turned on its power. I rolled over to her side. “This is called vib.rator, Babe. It will give more satisfaction, bringing you directly to heaven.” In an instant, I glide the vibrator between the cloth I left between her legs. Gliding it up and down, teasing her cl-it. She almost yells when it touches her sensitive part. “Did you like it? I want you to moan loudly, Celestine…”

- It must be because I drank a lot of alcohol yesterday and worked too hard that I was so tired. After saying that, Vidor suddenly felt ashamed, he had never found himself in such a situation, even though he had experienced love, why did he feel so childish, or had never tasted fruit before? Forbidden should be a bit resentful, right?

Bilal he might as well get some work done while he waited. On tapping the screen of his phone he recalled an overdue phone call he had to make, it had slipped his mind completely, his mind had been occupied with strategizing and planning how the meeting would go, no doubts that Ms. Bilal was a smart woman ,one which excelled in a game of manipulation and calculation, one who was his top rival. To get to the top he needed to get close to her, learn how she worked, her strategies, strengths and weaknesses, he needed to know where to strike in other to bring her down, what better way to do all that than to propose a terminal partnership?

“I have a five years old, Char. No one’s asking me to a date.” Charlotte raised one dark brow over her blue eyes. “It might be a good time to turn off the repellent then, boss.” “The what?” “The man repellent that you’ve been putting on for years.” This time, I was truly confused. “What man repellent?” “You know the ‘stay away’ vibe you put on yourself when you don’t want to be bothered. My girls and I put out the vibe too when we’re out and not in the mood for boys.” “I have a vibe?” I put my hand on my chest, surprised that such a thing existed and that I had on. “I have that vibe?!”

It smelled like lust, sweat, spilled vodka, and bad decisions. The moment we stepped inside, bodies writhed under strobes and colored lights. The bass pounded like a heartbeat on a warpath, rattling my ribs. My pupils blew wide. I can’t feel my feet, I sent into the chaos. That’s called vibing, babe. Go. I hesitated near the bar. Then I tilted my head back, breathed in the heat, and stepped into the crowd. The music hit like a tidal wave. My hips swayed, shoulders rolled, hair swinging wild as I spun. My chest ached with the fullness of it—breathless, soundless laughter spilling from me.

Help me and tell the boys to have fun and make sure they don't get too drunk! Krystal, 08:02pm Yes, madam, we will. Miss you, see you tomorrow then!!! Me, 08:03pm (sent a face kiss emoji) See you tomorrow ;) I decide to text a short message to Liam and tell him to have fun celebrating and that I will see him tomorrow. I'm about to switch off my phone and head to bed when my phone rang and I see Zach calling me again. I decline the call and head back to bed to sleep, feeling the tears rolling down my cheeks again.

"Buzzzzz............" The vibrator echoed throughout the whole office. My chair reclined, as i simultaneously grind my hips to the movement of the artificial satisfaction in my hands. "Mmmm...," a slight moan escaped from my lips. Nothing could be better than this moment right now. My body shivered as my orgasm built up. I felt my heart race at a steady pace. This was the long awaited moment. The moment that justifies it all, the moment of ultimate satisfaction which no man could give. I was almost there and i could feel it.

Why am I holding back? Damn. I feel like a virgin again. So scared about my own choices. I'm nervous about all of this, I'm tense, and I can't deny what my own body says. The internal screaming is huge. Besides all the pheromones that filled the room. I push his body, tapping him to get off. We had been making out all afternoon and his dick remained hard as steel, moving against my belly. Our lips were swollen and not subtle at all. We sit back on the couch, panting, he gives me a beautiful smile. His laughter echoes through the room, making me laugh along. He leaves me breathless.

He starts moving again. My body jumps as it begins to vibrate, and my moans of pleasure start again, and then the sting of the whip comes down across my arse. My scream is loud, and the toy constantly vibrates, never giving me a break. His whip swings down faster and harder, each time making me scream, wanting more.