My Roommate’s Vibrator Changed Everything

So, I'm 19, in collage, and I share this tiny apartment with my roommate. She's super chill, always blasting music and leaving her stuff everywhere. We get along great, but we're not like besties or anything. Anyway, one night I'm in my room, scrolling on my phone, feeling kinda horny. It's been a dry spell, okay? Like, no dick in sight for months. So I'm thinking about rubbing one out, but my fingers just aren't cutting it anymore.

I remember my roommate always bragging about her "toy collection." She's not shy about it—leaves her vibrators on her desk like they're freaking art pieces. I know it's wrong, but I'm desperate, so I sneak into her room when she's out at some party. Her bed's a mess, clothes everywhere, and there it is: this sleek, purple vibrator with a curved tip that looks like it could wreck me in the best way. I grab it, check it's clean (thank god), and sneak back to my room.

I lock my door, strip down to just my tank top, and spread my legs on the bed. I turn on the vibrator, and holy shit, it's like a fucking jackhammer. I press it against my clit, and it's instant—my pussy's throbbing, wet as fuck, and I'm moaning way louder than I should. I slide it inside, and it's stretching me just right, hitting spots I didn't even know I had. I'm grinding against it, imagining some faceless guy pounding me, my ass lifting off the bed as I chase that high. I cum so hard I see stars, my pussy clenching around the toy, juices dripping down my thighs.

I'm lying there, panting, when I hear the front door. Fuck. My roommate's back early. I try to clean up quick, but the vibrator's still buzzing in my hand, and I'm fumbling to turn it off. Before I can hide it, she knocks and just walks in—classic her, never waits for an answer. I'm sitting there, half-naked, legs still shaky, with her vibrator on my bed. My face burns, and I'm like, "uhh, I can explain?"

She just laughs, not even mad. "Girl, you could've asked," she says, eyeing me up and down. Her voice is all husky, and I notice she's kinda flushed, maybe from drinking. She sits on my bed, picks up the vibrator, and goes, "You like this one? It's my favorite for my pussy." I'm mortified but also weirdly turned on by how chill she is. Then she says, "Wanna see how I use it?"

I'm like, what?! But I nod, cause why not? She pulls off her skirt, no panties underneath, and her pussy's already glistening. She spreads her legs right in front of me, turns on the vibrator, and starts rubbing it against her clit, moaning soft and low. I'm frozen, watching her slide it in and out, her hips bucking, her ass clenching. She's so wet it's dripping onto my sheets, and I'm getting wet again just watching.

She catches me staring and smirks. "Your turn," she says, handing me the vibrator. I hesitate, but she grabs my hand, guiding it to my pussy. She's so close I can smell her perfume mixed with her cum. I start fucking myself with the toy again, and she's watching, biting her lip. Then, out of nowhere, she leans in and kisses me, her tongue hot and sloppy in my mouth. I kiss back, hard, and next thing I know, she's pushing me down, spreading my legs wider.

She takes the vibrator, cranks it to max, and works it in and out of my pussy while her fingers rub my clit. I'm screaming, my whole body shaking, cum dripping everywhere. She's whispering dirty shit like, "You love this, don't you? Your pussy's so fucking tight." I cum again, harder, my ass practically lifting off the bed. Then she straddles my face, and I'm staring at her wet, pink pussy. I've never done this before, but I dive in, licking her clit, tasting her sweet cum. She grinds against my face, moaning, and cums so hard she squirts a little, soaking my chin.

We collapse, laughing, sweaty, and a total mess. Now we share that vibrator like it's our damn baby. I'm kinda addicted to her pussy now, and she loves watching me fuck myself with it.