The jade massager
Story by TheFieldmarshall on SoFurry
Every girl needs her beauty tools. Some are rather more... multifunctional than others.
The jade massager
The twin suns were low in the sky as evening drew in on the Black Planet. Sarah wriggled under the bedcovers with her cup of tea on the night stand and a copy of Universal Beauty clutched in her hands. Soft light came from the bathroom where Anar, General of the Kaos Army, hunky aardvark and devoted boyfriend was brushing his teeth ready for bedtime. She stifled a yawn, only half-reading an article about this year’s newest makeup trends; most of it wasn’t even applicable for her as she had pink skin – being human – and the dominant shade for this publication’s readers was green. Raz had passed this on to her after she had finished with it as Raz was the one who was really interested in having the latest look. She reached for her mug and sipped the hot liquid slowly, taking care not to burn her tongue. Movement out of the corner of her blue eyes caught her attention and she paused, mid gulp.
Anar was propped up on the bathroom doorframe, shirtless, his soft grey hair gently brushed forward in his unique style and a wry smile at his lips. In his hand he held up a shiny object; “been having fun without me, eh?” he asked.
Sarah placed down her tea, “that’s my jade massager,” she stated, “put it back.”
“Oh, a massager, Is that what we’re calling them now?”
She sighed, loudly, “yes, dear. It’s a massager. For my face. Keeps the wrinkles at bay.”
He clearly wasn’t buying it; “you don’t have to be shy sweetheart, I know you miss me when I’m away working,” he walked towards the bed, “why don’t you show me how it works? I’d love a demonstration.”
Sarah raised an eyebrow, “you want to see me rub it on my face?”
He climbed on to the bed beside her, spinning the twin stainless steel balls on the end of the tapered jade shaft, “this is obviously for your pretty little pussy. I bet it feels amazing on your clit.”
Sarah went to object, but the sight of his toned chest and the aroma of his cologne stopped her. His dogtags swung around his neck, eager to be pulled as she often did when they kissed, and the thought made her heart flutter.
He pulled the covers from over her lap and she shifted her thighs instinctively; longing to feel his firm body pressed against hers. The look in his eyes was hungry as he moved the beauty tool down to rest above her stomach. His military fatigues were tight at his groin, showing the clear arousal he was experiencing.
“You do it,” she purred, “make me wet and maybe you’ll get what you want.”
Sure enough, his nostrils widened – they always did when he was horny – as he spread her with skilled fingers, exposing her delicate pink folds and the sensitive pearl within. His tongue poked between his lips showing how he wanted to taste her but he resisted, instead pushing the massager balls gently either side of her hood before nudging them up and down, rhythmically.
His other hand roughly pulled down the nightdress from her chest, groping a round breast in his palm while fingers nipped her stiff nipple. His grey eyes locked with hers, watching for the twitches and spasms that resulted in their foreplay, his ears bolt upright on his head, straining to hear her huffs and whines. All it would take was one long, filthy moan and he would be yanking down his fatigues, desperate to mount her.
Sarah exhaled, the cold steel sending tingles through her midriff as the tool brushed both sides of her clitoris. A thigh trembled.
“Thought so,” he growled, lustily, “I know how you fuck, sweetheart, I know how needy you are. You can’t get enough of my fat grey cock in your pussy… how often do you get off while I’m away? Every night I bet. Stuffing yourself with your toy, getting so deliciously wet. Thinking of me as you orgasm. Missing my tongue playing with you. Missing every inch of me. Tell me…” he urged with a playful smile. A damp spot spread as he leaked pre through his shorts, the head of his dick clearly showing as it strained against the fabric of his army trousers.
She gasped, reacting to his teasing just how he wanted, “it’s true,” she replied breathlessly, grinding against the rolling balls, “oh fuck, it’s true. I want you. Every hour of every day. I want you!” Her pussy was sopping, jolts of pleasure rippled within, squeezing and yearning for him. Her clit was hot and hard and buzzing with stimulation.
He loomed over her now, his tags resting on her full breasts as her chest heaved, his legs either side of her, poised and ready for action. “Let’s try the other end now, shall we?” and he flipped the massager round, poking the handle at her slick entrance, teasing at it until her whole body shook. “Say it!” he barked, bossily, as though she were one of his soldiers on the battlefield.
She rolled her hips, pushing herself against the jade shaft, trying to get it inside her, “fuck me!” she moaned, “fuck me, Anar!”
He slid it inside her effortlessly, pressing his mouth to hers in passionate embrace as his hand came away from her breast and the sound of his belt being unbuckled filled the air. The coolness of the jade was a sharp contrast to her inner heat and she whined as it penetrated her fully, bringing deep waves of ecstasy that animated her; she wrapped herself around his now bare buttocks and grasped his waist and the back of his neck tight. His tongue filled her mouth, twisting with her own, his grunts muffled as he wriggled the massager’s shaft rapidly, waiting to make his move like the well-disciplined man he was.
Sarah’s nails clawed at his grey skin as Anar pleasured her until she had to break off the kiss and cry out, loudly, throwing her head back against the pillows, mouth open, eyes shut tight as filthy wails escaped her lips.
In a moment the massager was withdrawn and Anar’s body thudded into hers as the whole of his cock was buried inside her, deep down to the hilt, pushing her into the mattress with a triumphant growl. His mouth enveloped hers, greedy fast kisses matched with the rapid slamming of his balls against her slick skin as he pile-drived himself into her depths again and again, his hard breathing filling her ears, his thick, rigid cock stretching her out.
Sarah’s grip tightened around him, her heart hammering as her excitement peaked, high-pitched whining squeaked from her lips as they kissed. Her body was full of tingles and throbs as she felt herself orgasm; a shudder of euphoria that washed over her, causing her back to arch and her legs to drop as she lost all control, succumbing to him, claimed by him.
His tongue pulled back and he snorted; her tight, inner climactic squeezes milking him for all he was worth as he held himself fully inside of her, his seed spilling as his cock twitched and spasmed, each pulse a flood. His hair was damp, his muscular shoulders shook while he came, hard, grunting in satisfaction. Sweat sprung at his brow. His breaths slowed to long sighs. He gazed at her, lovingly and she tenderly stroked his strong chest, tugging at his metal dogtags, bringing him back in for sweeter, more gentle kisses as dribbles of hot cum spilled out from her crammed hole, down into her buttcrack. They murmured to each other in low tones, purrs of adoration and declarations of a love both fierce and true.
“I saved myself all week for you,” he whispered.
“I can tell,” she smiled in return. “I didn’t masturbate, neither. That’s why I came so quick.”
“Ah fuck, it’s good when I can do you like that. Hearing those noises you make… the way you kiss me. I never thought I’d feel anything like this. I don’t mind if you use your toy while I’m away, it’s pretty hot, actually.”
Sarah gave a small laugh; “it’s not a toy! I don’t have any toys, nothing could give me what you do.”
He dropped a long ear, “really? I do.”
She blinked. “I… didn’t know that.”
“My hand gets pretty boring after a while,” he shrugged, “not that I use my pocket pussy much these days, not with a hottie like you in my bed. Plus, you come with added extras,” he waggled his eyebrows and gave her nipples a tweak.
“You daft sod!” she squeaked.
“Ah, you love me really.”
Her gaze softened; “I do; so, so much. We could visit a million different galaxies and I’d never meet another guy quite like you, Anar. Which either means I’m the luckiest girl in the universe or I was destined to suffer.”
“Oi!”
“And my tea’s gone cold.”
He rolled off of her, sighing, “ok, ok, I’ll make you a fresh one. Anything else I can get you, Your Highness?”
“A towel would be helpful, yes,” she winked.
He took her mug and strutted off into the kitchen area of his spacious officer’s quarters, sniffing his disgruntlement.
“Love youuuuuu,” she cooed, picking up the magazine that had fallen to the floor and putting it away in her drawer along with the rather sticky facial roller. A towel landed on her head.
“Bloody good job, too! Now clean yourself up and get ready for bed, I’m doing you again in the morning.”
She snapped a smart salute, grinning widely, “sir, yes, sir!”