1. We hate clothes - part 05


    Date: 5/8/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Spanking, Teen Female/Teen Female, Written by women, Young, Author: vanessa.evans, Rating: 82.4, Source: sexstories.com

    tried the local Anne Summers shop but that was no use so again we searched the internet and found just what we wanted, but again we don’t have a credit card. We were stuck. Then something cropped up that solved our problem. One of our Grans said that she wanted to give us a gift; something that we wanted but she didn’t know what. Thinking quickly we told her that we’d seen some nice dresses on the internet but couldn’t get them because we needed a credit card to buy them. Gran loves her grandchildren as much as Dad loves his daughters and she said that she’d buy them for us. We talked about it and she let us use her credit card to buy the dresses. You guessed it, we didn’t buy the dresses; we bought the fake IDs and the remote controlled vibrators. Both web sites said that the company name that would appear on the credit card statements would be something that wouldn’t give any indication as to what had been bought. We phoned Gran and told her what the dresses had cost, and thanked her again. The remote control vibes are awesome. They’ve got a variable speed control on them so we can just simmer or really go for it. We tend to use the slow speed quite a lot. The first time that we put them in and switched them on was amazing. We’d both decided to put them in and switch them on at the same time. Okay, I’d got a rough idea of what to expect but bloody hell. The shock hit us both at the same time and we both screamed. Dad heard us and came rushing in to check that we were okay. ...
    Thankfully, we managed to hide the remote controls as our door was opening. They’re amazing. The day after we’d got them we put them in before we went to school and switched them on to low. That proved to be too much for school, we just couldn’t concentrate and we went back to using the Ben Waaaaa balls each day. Where we did wear the vibrators was at home after we’d finished our homework. When we took our homework books back to our bedroom we’d put the vibrators in, set on low, and go back to the sheepskin rug. We started having this little competition between ourselves to see how long we could hold off having an orgasm, and seeing if we could have the inevitable orgasm without Max or his mates realising. Neither of us won and Max and his mates soon realised that we were cumming; but they never found out why. We told them that it just happened and that we couldn’t control it. That prompted a few questions to which we told them a load of rubbish. The daft thing was that they seemed to believe every word. We always took the vibrators out before Dad got home; except for one night and when we asked Dad for our ‘growth massages’ I suddenly had a little panic fearing that he’d be able to feel the vibrations as he massaged our pussies. If he did he never said anything and when we came that night the orgasms were much stronger than normal. We’ve had much more fun wearing those vibrators but I think I’ll keep those stories for some other time. Another thing that we wanted to do was ...
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