My Fleshlight Vibro Story

Sliding my Fleshlight Vibro up and down my throbbing cock I imagined being inside Cindy as I gazed at her photo. I imagined what it was like to peel off her pink t-shirt and see her perfect, perky tits naked. I’d pinch her pretty little nipples and tweak them in between my finger some and make her moan. Cindy had joined the company a year prior. I got a crush on her instantly, watching her each time she passed by my cubicle or flipped her long, auburn hair during meetings. One day, we’d both been eager to try the new Japanese restaurant near work and decided to go together. She wore a tight white t-shirt that hugged her tits, a short black skirt that accentuated her curvy, petite frame and a pair of black high heels. Undetected, I’d snapped a quick photo of her on my phone as she’d returned from a visit to the wash room. Feeling the vibrating sensation of my Fleshlight Vibro as I slid it up and down my rock hard shaft, I felt my cock grow harder. I loved the feel of the rigged texture and the vibrating sensation heightened my arousal. I had another lunch date planned with Cindy tomorrow and I excited at the thought of being close to her again, smelling her sweet scent and eyeing her perfect, petite frame. Setting my phone down on the bed, I stood, bending and pumping the Fleshlight Vibro in a steady rhythm along my meaty shaft.  I placed my finger at the point the hem of her skirt ended, imagining myself lifting and exposing her pussy. I imagined her petite hand reaching for my cock as she turned and bent over, spreading her juicy cunt for me and begging me to slide it inside of her and fuck her. Feeling the Fleshlight Vibro texture stroke and massage my cock as the vibrating sensation brought me to orgasmic heights, I released my load, spurting a thick, creamy wad deep inside, imagining the entire time I was filling my beautiful Cindy with my milk. The next day, working up my nerve at lunch, I invited Cindy over to my apartment. She had mentioned her love of Indian food, a cuisine we lacked near nearby the company building and, knowing my way around a good curry, said I’d be happy to teach her how to make a great Indian dish at home. We had a fun time, chatting and cooking in my kitchen, and sharing a bottle of red wine. After dinner, on my couch, we sat...