2. Post-Divorce Exploration

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Turns out, being single isn't so bad after all. Ethan renewed my confidence the other night and got me past my initial wave of fear. The fact that I can press a few buttons and have men come over to my house and fuck me feels absolutely insane.

It also somehow makes total sense. Why wouldn't men wanna fuck me? I'm confident, smart, and sexy.

Now, let's see. Michael. I normally roll my eyes at a shirtless photo being front and center of a dating profile, but in this case, I'll make an exception.

Ooh, he's got a hell of a body. And while he doesn't look to be as tall as Ethan, he makes up for it with his straightforward bio. Just looking to have some fun.

Love to use toys, either yours or mine. Hit me up. I'm intrigued.

Upon further inspection, I realize that I recognize Michael's face. I send a screenshot of his profile to my friend, Audrey, and she's quick to respond. I used to share an office with him.

I actually think you've met. He's great and so hot. That's right.

I'd sometimes have lunch at Audrey's office and make small talk with him. I doubt he remembers me, though. This was years ago.

Knowing he's not a complete stranger, I'm excited to message him. I open the Tinder app again and begin typing. Hey, cutie.

Hmm, what should I say next? Get right to the point? Well, his bio is pretty straightforward, so I have nothing to lose.

I've got some toys of my own over here. Wanna come play? A typing bubble appears after a few seconds and my heart begins to pound with anticipation.

Hey, babe. How's your evening? Hmm, what toys do you have? I'm getting giddy as I take an inventory of everything I have in my bedside drawer.

Let's see. A Hitachi wand, a glass dildo, a butt plug, lots of lube, of course, a smaller clip vibrator, some cuffs, plenty. I send a picture of the things in my drawer and wait for his response.

I can work with that. I'd love to use those cuffs and the Hitachi on you. I'm listening.

I'd put my hands all over your body, cup your breasts firmly. Go on. And then I'd take your panties off with my teeth and slide my fingers deep inside your pussy and keep them there.

And? I'd keep them there while I circle your clit with my thumb slowly until you begged me to fuck you. But I won't, not yet.

We're only getting started. I can feel my pussy begin to throb. I'm so horny that I interrupt our sexting by sending him my address before he even asked for it.

It only takes him about 20 minutes to turn up. I decide to spare us the small talk when he walks in the door and take his hand, leading him straight to the bedroom where I've laid out my wand and handcuffs. We discuss our consent and boundaries and agree on a safe word.

Then we ease into the scene. He pushes me down onto the bed and starts kissing my neck. I'm a sucker for that every single time.

And I moan in appreciation as he nibbles my ear. Fuck. My eyes are closed and I feel him lift one of my wrists up and rest it against the bedpost.

I hear a metallic sound as he opens up one of the cuffs. It's cold steel against my hot flesh sends a shiver down my spine as he fastens my arm in place. He repeats the process for the other wrist and proceeds to kiss me.

Oh yeah. He starts at my collarbone, working his way down to my sternum. When he reaches my breasts, he handles them with extra attention and care, making sure to cover every inch of them from the soft underside curve to my nipple.

I can already feel myself getting wet. But before he works his way down to my pussy, I hear that telltale buzzing sound of my Hitachi wand. Oh, oh, oh, fuck.

Mm, that feels so good. Yeah. Oh, mm, yeah, right there.

He lightly traces it over my spread thighs, not applying any pressure, just letting me know it's there. Then he increases the pressure just a little bit at a time, still working on my inner thighs. The strong pulses travel to my cunt and I don't know how I'm going to resist coming when he finally touches it with the wand.

Fuck. Mm, that feels so good. Mm.

Slowly, he makes his way up my thighs. Mm. And at last, touches the vibrator to my pussy.

He doesn't go right for my clit at first, no. He takes his time, tracing the wand up and down my bikini line and my labia. Every time he brushes up against a particularly sensitive spot, I wiggle and moan with delight, but bound by the handcuffs, I'm powerless to take control.

This turns me on. Just when I think I can't get any more stimulated, I hear him open my nightstand drawer and take out my glass dildo. Then I feel him push it deep inside me.

Even with my eyes closed, I know exactly which toy it is, and the shock of the cold, smooth glass makes me yelp. He holds it there, deep inside me, making contact with my G-spot, and the vibrations of the wand travel through it, only heightening my sensation. Oh.

Oh. Oh. I'm getting close.

I can feel it. He keeps teasing me with the wand with light pressure, slowly fucking me with the glass dildo. Please, please, I can't take the teasing anymore.

Just let me feel the vibrations on my clit. Not yet, baby. Take some deep breaths.

Oh my God. I'll make you come. You just have to deserve it first.

He pushes the glass dildo deeper inside me, filling me all the way up, making me wimper. Baby, I'm shaking. I need to feel the vibrations on my clit.

I can't take the teasing anymore. Just let me feel the vibrations on my clit. I'll make you come.

You just have to deserve it first. Finally, he places the Hitachi right on my clit, and I can feel my pussy's walls gripping the dildo tighter and tighter, threatening to thrust it out of me. But he keeps pushing it deeper, and keeps pressing the Hitachi harder against me.

Oh. Fuck. Oh.

I'm starting to get a little sensitive as he keeps pressing, and I can tell I'm going to come again. I never come twice in a row with a partner, but this feels too good. I squirm.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh my God.

I come again, so quickly after the first time, it barely felt like a heartbeat in between. I go limp, and Michael pulls the vibrator away. You okay? I assure him I am, and breathlessly thank him for the best orgasms of my life.

He undoes my cuffs, and tells me how much that turned him on. This one definitely deserves a blowjob, I think, and tie back my hair to get to work.