Discovery, Chapter 12

by Sandi

Terry and I walked back to her house. When we arrived, Terry's mom was pacing the kitchen while talking on the phone. She hung up and turned to us. She told us that my mom was coming to pick us up and she had to leave for something very important. She said my mom would be there in about forty-five minutes and we should stay inside the house until she got there. Then she left. We wondered what could be so important, but had no clue what it could be. Terry looked out the window, and sure her mom was gone, she turned and said she wanted to show me something.

I followed her through the house toward her mom's bedroom. Terry's mom and dad were divorced, so the bedroom was decorated for a woman. I didn't have time to notice much because I was watching Terry. She was digging in the back of the top drawer of her mom's dresser. "Check this out," she said finally, holding something out in her hand. "I found this when I was looking for a pair of socks to borrow."

She was holding a cream colored plastic cylinder. "Bet you never seen one of these before," she teased. Then she turned the flat base of the thing and it hummed in her hand. I had an idea what it was. It reminded me of the aluminum tube I had at home.

"Want to try it out," she asked.

"It's too big," I said, revealing that I knew what it was. "That would split us wide open."

"No, silly," she said, almost laughing. "It won't fit in us, but it's still fun. You rub it on the outside." She touched the buzzing thing to my hand and I got the idea.

"We have to hurry," she said. "Do you want to go first?"

"I don't know," I answered. "I don't know how it works."

"I'll show you," she said and shut it off. I followed her out into the living room. She turned away from me and slid her shorts down her legs. Then she sat in a large recliner, leaned it back and opened her legs. She wet her finger in her mouth and transferred the saliva to her pussy. Then she turned the plastic thing back on. "You rub it on your clit," she told me. She started sliding the buzzing rod up and down her slit, then focused on her clit area. Within minutes she was biting her lip and squirming in the chair. I could see her stomach ripple and her knees seemed to open and close on their own. Suddenly she sighed loudly, and her head went back, the tendons in her neck tight. She breathed out hard and clapped her legs closed, then opened them again. She moved the vibrator from her pussy, then looked up smiling. "It works pretty fast," she said. "Now, you try it."

I took her place in the chair and hung my legs over the arms. Like her, I wet my clit with saliva, then turned the vibrator on. It hummed and tickled my hand as I slid it down over my pussy. The sensations were intense. I had to move it around to get the feeling just right. Terry was right. It would be fast. I could hear myself making mewling noises and my free hand was moving over my stomach on it's own. Terry giggled, "I told you. Isn't that great?" I couldn't answer. A few seconds later, I felt the urge. It starts almost like I have to pee, then turns my insides to jelly. I arched my back and felt the contractions take me. "Oh, God!" I heard myself moan, and suddenly I couldn't take the feeling anymore. I pulled the vibrator away and closed my legs.

Terry was laughing. "I wonder how often my mom uses that," she asked aloud. "Everyday, I bet," I replied and we both laughed. Terry wiped the vibrator off with a paper towel from the kitchen and returned it to the hiding place. By then I had my pants back on.

We watched T.V. until my mom arrived. Our small talk was about how good the vibrator felt. We wondered if Terry's mom put it inside herself. We both thought she did. Terry asked if I thought my mom had one. I didn't know, but planned to look. Finally my mom showed up and took Terry and I to my house.

The sky was turning gray like it might rain by the time we got home. Terry and I just headed to my room to watch T.V. or play video games. After a little while, I decided to show her my secret. I went into my closet and brought out the aluminum cigar tube. At first she wasn't sure what it was for, but quickly realized it was a smaller version of her mom's vibrator without the vibrations. "What do you do with it?" she asked. "Do you just rub with it?"

"You can," I said, "but it feels better going inside."

"Does it fit?" She sounded skeptical. I realized she was thinking it went into the pussy.

"Not there," I said, "It goes in the back." Terry looked surprised.

"Eww," she said. "Where you go number two?"

I rolled my eyes. "Yes. It's okay. It feels pretty good."

"I don't know," she started, then looked up at me. "Have you tried it?"

I nodded.

"Does it, you know, make it better?" She seemed to be coming around.

"Oh, yeah," I laughed. She took it from my hand and rolled it over, studying it.

"Show me how," she finally said. I stood up and dropped my shorts. "Listen for my mom," I told her.

Quickly I was back in the classic position, on my back with my legs apart. I applied saliva to my clit and the tube and reached down to put it in place. "It slips out on its own," I told her, "So I wedge it in a wrinkle in the blanket to hold it." Then I started rubbing my clit. The tube felt good, but I think I was more turned on by Terry watching. She was leaning over my lower half looking between my legs. "Cool," I heard her say, "I can see where it goes in." I imagined Terry holding the tube and thrusting with it the way Heather had done and that was enough for me to cum. I scooted a little and the tube slid out. "Want to try it?" I asked.

"Okay," she said. "It doesn't hurt?"

"No," I told her, "Just be careful and not put too much in at once."

We changed placed and she fumbled with the tube trying to get it in the proper place. She had trouble finding the right angle and getting the tube to stay in place. Finally I reached down. "I'll hold it for you," I offered. Terry just shut her eyes and didn't say anything.

I nudged her butt hole with the rounded end of the tube and slowly twisted left and right. She sighed and I knew I could do more. I pressed harder and the tube began to enter her. I couldn't see much. Her legs were open and down on the bed, so her butt hole was out of sight. But Terry seemed to be getting into having her tight little butt penetrated. After a moment I told her to move her legs. She didn't understand at first, so I took her ankle in my free hand and pushed it up until her heel was near her butt. She got the idea and moved her other leg as well. Now I had a better view and better access. Her clit had grown fatter from the massage she was giving it, and I resisted the urge to touch it. I focused on her back hole. I eased the tube in and out about an inch. Sometimes I allowed it to slip all the way out so she could feel the stretch as I pushed it back in. She was breathing harder. I had a strange inspiration and wobbled the tube around. She groaned and I felt her bear down on it. Then I moved my hand the way Heather taught me. About two inched of the tube extended beyond my fist, and I began to fuck Terry's little crinkle in earnest. She was gasping and rolling her head from side to side as I picked up the pace. Suddenly her free hand shot down and clamped on my wrist, holding the tube still. She arched her back and gasped as she started to cum. Her hand was pulling my wrist, so I slid the tube in a little deeper. As her orgasm ended, she seemed to convulse and moan a few extra times. I allowed the tube to slip out of her. Terry lay with her eyes closed for a few minutes. "Wow," she finally said. I laughed. Sliding up closer to her ear, I whispered something that would make Heather proud.

"You love having something sliding in and out of your butt, don't you?"