Waving a magic wand (F/M)

I bet you clicked on this thinking it would be about me having sex dressed as a wizard, didn't you? Sorry to disappoint…

As the summer had dragged on and it had been a while since I'd had any excitement to speak of, I found myself browsing around Craigslist not expecting to find anything interesting, and as I expected it all seemed either weird or mundane. Just as I was about to find something else to do, one casual encounter ad caught my eye – a guy offering an opportunity for a girl to use a Hitachi Magic Wand massager in his possession.

To be honest, I've never bought any toys to use myself despite having thought about it on more than a couple of occasions, and having seen these wands used in videos it was something I was at least curious to check out. So, I threw caution to the wind and send off an email, and not too long later I got a reply from the guy politely telling me more about himself and what he was offering as well as asking to know more about me.

We spent some time exchanging e-mails and getting to know one another, leading to me finding out that he was a guy in his early 50s who lived alone, and that he'd supposedly done this once before with some success. He seemed like a really nice, polite and smart guy from his e-mail, and once we got to exchanging pictures it turned out that he looked pretty distinguished too. So, with all of those formalities out of the way (including him explaining the Magic Wand he had and providing a picture as proof in case I doubted him) we started to plan out actually meeting up, which we agreed to do early the next week.

So, a few days later, I found myself getting dressed for a trip out across the city. As it turned out to be a wet today, I switched the dress I had planned on wearing for a t-shirt and jeans over a pair of brightly striped knee-high socks and some pink underwear. Flinging on a jacket over the top and checking I had the guy's address, I headed out and onto public transport for my journey.

It took me around half an hour to reach my destination, leaving me sat with some butterflies floating in my stomach alongside a more pleasant feeling of anticipation of a new experience which made the journey drag a little. Eventually, and after a little detour thanks to a mistake with the map on my phone, I found myself outside a nice-looking house. Ringing the doorbell, I stood back and took a deep breath, and it wasn't too long before the door opened to the man I was expecting – looking his age but wearing it well, and dressed in a casual shirt and trousers. With a big smile and pleasant voice he greeted me and invited me, showing me to the kitchen and taking my coat as he offered me a drink.

Brewing a hot drink, he sat and made me small talk while complementing me on my looks and asking a few questions – first about my student life, and then moving towards the topic at hand, such as whether I'd used toys before, how often I masturbated and so on. It was almost strange hearing these questions coming from a man who almost felt like a school teacher, in a way which both put me at ease and aroused me a little. I'm sure my face was a little flushed as I talked about masturbation with him, and his smile from hearing me talk about it seemed tinged with excitement too.

Having finished our drinks, he stood up and asked if I wanted to get comfortable upstairs. Nodding, I let him lead the way into his big spacious bedroom. Rubbing his hands together, he asked me if I wanted to strip down to my underwear to start with, and I nodded again. I started by pulling off my t-shirt to reveal the pink bra underneath, getting a nod of appreciation from my host, and after taking off my shoes, I then unbuttoned my jeans before sitting on the edge of the bed so that I could ease them off my hips and down my legs.

His smile turned to a grin as he couldn't resist commenting on my garish, striped socks and how they really suited me, also noting my "pretty" underwear before finishing his compliments by telling me that I looked beautiful. I blushed, smiled and thanked him, my heart thudding harder sat on the edge of this stranger's bed.

Telling me to lay back and get comfortable on the bed, he walked past me to the wardrobe, pulled out a box and then removed the reason I was here from it – the magic wand massager. As I settled onto his soft bed, he walked back and plugged the massager into a power socket next to the bed, settling down next to me on his knees on the bed.

"Right then", he said, placing a hand just above my knee, "shall we get started?" I smiled and said "Okay", not really sure where he'd start. Turning the massager to the lower of its two speeds, he gently let it wander around various parts of my body, starting with my legs, then over my hips and stomach. The sensation was pleasant in some places, downright ticklish in others, and I found myself giggling uncontrollably here and there, hearing him chuckle a little himself as I did so.

Soon, he moved the massager to focus on my breasts, running it in circles over my nipples through my bra. I gasped and almost jerked away at first under the feeling of vibration against them, but soon settled down again as I got used to the sensation. This continued for a minute or so, until he asked if I'd like to remove my bra. I sat up, unclipping the bra and letting it drop to reveal my naked breasts before putting the bra to one side.

The massager was soon buzzing over my boobs and nipples again, bringing the nipples to a full erection as he alternated between them while I smiled at the enjoyable sensation. Occasionally he'd nudge the wrong spot or press a little too hard, and a yelp or giggle would escape my lips, and at one point I just couldn't stop giggling, much to his amusement.

Realising that perhaps my nipples were a little too sensitive now, he suddenly switched to let the massager move downward to my crotch for the first time, skirting around the general area before finally teasingly letting it brush over my clit. I heard myself gasp and felt myself clench the first time that contact was made through my underwear, and as he continued to move the wand up and down my knicker-clad pussy any remaining giggles subsided and turned to heavier breathing. I felt a hand firmly holding and stroking my thigh to further excite me as the wand moved up and down, and after a while that hand moved to pull at the waistband of knickers to push the wand under them. The first naked contact of the wand on my pussy brought a louder moan, and I gripped the bed and involuntary moved my hips at the contact. The wand remained there for a little while before I heard a quiet, insistent voice. "I'm going to need more access" it said, and knowing what it meant I sat up again, lifting my hips to peel off my knickers and place them next to my discarded bra.

Now naked but for those bright knee-high socks, I laid back again, feeling his hand spreading my legs a little wider and the massager teasingly dance around my thighs and pussy without making and direct contact. It edged closer and closer until eventually it reached the area of my clit, at which point he began a rhythmic, circular motion over and around it with the wand. This brought a heavy sigh from me as I gripped the bed again, enjoying the sensation as he occasionally moved the wand up and down the edges of my lips then back towards my clit, his free hand again rubbing my leg and then inside of my thigh.

Eyes closed and increasingly aroused, I felt his hand move from over the top of my leg to under it, again rubbing my thigh but this time edging closer until the feeling of the wand's vibration was accompanied by the more familiar feel of fingers tracing the opening to my pussy. One of those fingers would soon slowly making its way inside me, exploring and moving in and out as the massager continued its circular motion around my clit and my moans growing louder. This carried on for about five minutes – his hand caressing my leg one moment and a finger exploring or pressing into my pussy the next, with the massager doing its work all the while. I knew my arousal was building but when the pressure on the wand against my pussy increased it crashed over into an orgasm so quickly that it surprised even me, moaning long and loud as my hips jerked and back arched.

Having cum, I instinctively reached out and pushed the wand away as the sensation became too much. Once I took my hand away however, the wand soon found its way back to my pussy and began the process again, his hand massaging my ass as he worked it over my pussy some more. The massager and his finger inside me slowly built up my excitement again, and this time around he'd figured out just the right spots and pressure to have me moaning over and over as I spread my legs wider eagerly. He then switched hands to hold the massager in one while his other began to fondle and squeeze my breasts, and a couple of minutes later I came a second time with more intensity than the first as the wand now pressed directly onto my clit in its new position.

After another brief period with the wand removed from my pussy, I heard a click and the tone of buzzing change, and when it was reapplied at this new, higher speed the feeling was electric. To be honest it was simply too much to take – I pushed away, but with his free hand still stroking my body he persisted and tried to introduce the wand to my pussy at this speed again. Trying to ride the feelings it provoked I was torn – it felt amazing, but at the same time it was far too much for me, and as I tried to process how I was feeling I flipped back and forth between moans, sweearing and pleas for him to stop. Asking if I really wanted to stop, I continued a little longer, but eventually said simply "It's too much", and with a gentle smile he removed the massager, turning it off. After a long sigh I started laughing, and so did he, his hand still resting on and gently toying with one of my breasts.

Seeing no sign of me getting up or moving away, he continued to do this, and I felt his other hand reach down between my legs without the massager in the way. Stroking the entrance to my pussy and letting a finger dip inside, he told me how wet I was, and my giggle emboldened him to carry on exploring. After rubbing my clit for a while, he then slipped two fingers inside me to finger me properly, and eventually those fingers were moving in and out of me while his other hand played with my clit. It seems he had no needs for toys as he was wonderful with his hands, and although it must have taken nearly 10 minutes he persevered slowly but surely bringing me off as I came again from his ministrations.

"Do you mind if I have a taste?" he asked as I remained laid back on the bed, to which I told him to go ahead. I assumed that meant he wanted to go down on me, but instead he simply scooped up some of my wetness onto his fingers and tasted them instead. With a smile, I told him he could have a proper taste if he'd rather, and after assuring him that I was sure I was okay with it, I saw his excited grin as he moved from beside me and instead positioned himself at the end of the bed, lowering his head down between my legs.

After a little kissing and exploring my thighs, he soon pressed his tongue into my wetness, tasting me properly as I'd offered before moving to focus his tongue and lips on my clit. Just like with his fingers, the build-up was slow and patient as he licked and sucked on my pussy, occasionally using his fingers as I simply laid back and enjoyed the pleasure and the different sensation compared to the intensity of the wand he'd used on me. It was probably another ten or 15 minutes before his licking brought me over the edge to a softer, moaning orgasm with his lips clamped around my clit until I pushed him away with my legs.

Getting up, he asked how the experience was. "That was amazing" I replied, absent-mindedly remarking "I feel like I should return the favour now!" Unsure what to make of my comment but with his eyes giving away his hope that I wasn't joking, he assured me that I didn't need to do anything – that wasn't part of the deal, I was only here to try out the magic wand and nothing more was expected of me. Although I'd cum four times and was plenty satisfied, something was still nibbling away at the back of my head that I wanted more, and so I told him that I really didn't mind and would like to do something in return.

"What do you want to do precisely?" he asked, to which I asked him what he'd like in return. His brow furrowing slightly, he told me that he was sure I could think of a couple of things he'd enjoy. Smirking, I asked "why not both?" to which he responded "at my age, I can really only manage one I think".

After a period of silent, it was him who broke the quiet – "As much as I'd love to have sex with you, right now I think I'd really enjoy having you suck on me if you'd like to do that?" I told him that I'd love to, and with that he quickly unzipped his trousers and pulled out his erection from within them, proving his arousal at everything he'd just seen and done. I sat up a little as he moved to kneel on the bed next to me, quickly taking his cock in my hand before slowly engulfing it with my mouth. He sighed deeply at this with a quiver in his voice as he did so, but after closing his eyes for a while they were soon open again, looking down on me as I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft. At one point I glanced up at him, pausing and moving my mouth away to ask if this was really all he wanted. He replied that he'd only last about 10 seconds at this point, and despite telling him I didn't mind that he admitted that he was really enjoying the vision and feeling of me sucking on him. Nodding in acceptance, I went back to sucking and rolling my tongue around his penis, and within a couple of minutes he called out that he was going to cum. I quickened my pace all the more, and his cock soon throbbed and filled my mouth with his cum, which I swallowed down as fast as I could before letting his penis slip from my mouth once he was spent.

With that grin appearing again, he thanked me for an amazing experience, and I told him likewise. He talked some more about whether I'd want to do this again and the like as I put my underwear back on, followed by my t-shirt and jeans and finally my shoes. I replied honestly that I'd think about it, and after excusing myself to use his bathroom to freshen up my face and rinse my mouth, I said goodbye while putting on my jacket and headed off on my journey home a few orgasms better off than I left it. I've since been mulling over buying a wand for myself, but in a shared house the noise is problematic… besides, it seemed a lot more enjoyable having someone else using it on me than doing it myself.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kp30n/waving_a_magic_wand_fm