Anna followed a particular routine. She would plug in her favorite rabbit vibrator to ensure a full, powerful charge, and then take a bath. After drying off, depending on her mood, she might get right to it, or perhaps she would watch a bit of porn to get herself rev’d up. Sometimes, she would give her ass a little spanking, and her nipples a tweak or two, if she really needed to wake up her senses. But, eventually, she would pull Laska from her black box on the nightstand.
Anna wasn’t sure when she had bestowed a name on her favorite toy. At first, it was just “vibe,” and then it was “rabbit.” Anna had a pet rabbit as a child, so it was a short hop to call the toy by that name: “Laska.” And, with that name, came a female gender.
Laska lay inside her faux-velvet box. With every passing minute, she became more excited. Anna had set the charger over thirty minutes ago. Surely she would release Laska at any moment.
Laska hadn't been with Anna for a few days. She missed her. And she missed Anna's pussy. As comfortable as Laska’s charging box was, nothing was as nice as being in Anna's box. Just when Laska thought she would burst, she felt the rush of fresh air as Anna raised the lid. Anna’s hand wrapped Laska in a warm embrace as she pulled her into bed with her.
Anna was naked, as usual. Laska was proud to serve such a lovely mistress. She was thirty-three; the mother of a beautiful eight-year-old daughter. She was fuller than she had once been. But, men seemed to like her hourglass figure. She had some stretch marks from the baby and sometimes had to pluck gray hair from her otherwise rich dark hair. And when she smiled, small wrinkles appeared at the edges of her big brown eyes. But, men didn’t seem to notice. They still wanted her. And she wanted them. Especially one, in particular. A man who was not her distant husband.
Anna stretched her legs wide and let out a sigh. She dragged Laska back and forth across her thighs, hips, and groin. She then stroked her tummy in slow circles, enjoying the feel of Laska’s super soft silicone “skin” against her own.
Laska‘s excitement grew with the diameter of the circles that Anna drew across her body. It only took a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity to Laska before she finally reached Anna’s breasts. Laska loved Anna’s big, warm pillows, and she especially liked Anna’s large nipples. She liked the feel of them, and she liked how they tightened and stiffened under her touch. This was the point that Anna would usually tap the button and have Laska purr to life. Such was the case today.
“Mmmm,” Anna lightly moaned as her nipples hardened even further under the gentle vibrations. Laska flared with as much pride as her lowest setting allowed. Anna brought Laska’s vibrating tip to her full lips and gave her the lightest possible peck.
“Vronsky,” she whispered as she returned Laska to her breast, stomach, and carefully trimmed mound.
She should turn me off, Laska thought as Anna brought her to her vulva. Indeed, Anna suddenly pulled Laska away, separating from the overly intense vibrations. Slowly, Mistress, slowly.
Anna stopped Laska’s buzzing, and probed anew. She worked the tip against her vulva, oscillating ever so slightly, with the vaguest of pressure, until her lips parted. Laska welcomed the feeling of Anna’s first sign of wetness.
“Yesss,” Anna sighed, as the head pushed through the opening. Not too fast, Love, Laska implored. Either that or get some oil. Anna seemed to listen as she moved the head in micro-motions, working it in and out, opening herself up and coating Laska with her honey. Laska was ecstatic to be bathed in Anna’s juice again.
Anna sent Laska deeper. Laska loved the firm embrace of Anna’s walls. It’s time, my mistress. Anna hit the button once, twice, three times. No, that’s too much! Why is she so hurried? Laska wondered. Anna backed down to level one. That’s it. Let’s hunt around a bit, shall we? Anna circled Laska’s head, exploring.
