'Do you trust me?'
She held her gaze.
'Always.'
Serena smiled and stroked her cheek.
'Let's stick with the second setting. I've not tried it like this before.'
Bernie softly urged her on. She was trembling with anticipation at the thought of using it in a different way. Vibrator perched on her clit while been given a bit of missionary with their latest strap-on. Serena was right, it did help. Marcus had been missing out. She was drenched after the tongue lashing she'd just been given and was feeling reckless. Serena coated her finger with the contents of their favoured bottle and tickled a spot a little lower down. There was a slight gasp. Serena teased until she could gradually slip in the tip of her finger. It glided in quicker than anticipated. It didn't feel bad, Bernie thought as it slid out.
'Go on.'
She lay back and relaxed. She knew she could trust her partner.
Serena very slowly stroked a finger in again to check and see if Bernie still wanted it. A groan signalled for her to go ahead. Carefully glazing the rocket in a thick layer of lube, she trailed it down and teased the opening. She took her time easing it in, minutely inching it forward until it was half in. That was enough. It was a short narrow instrument and she had no intention of thrusting it in more than that. She clicked the button and the gentle buzz made Bernie gasp and twitch. Serena stroked two fingers in just above and circled her thumb round her clit, their tried and trusted method. Bernie was gently moaning and trembling and at the click of the button again, cried out and jerked her hips up. The pleasurable pressure building up in her most intimate corners was making her see stars, speeding her towards a satisfying conclusion. The second setting was definitely very useful.
Serena withdraw her fingers, gently popped it out and clicked it into silence. The only thing she could hear now were Bernie's comedown pants, a sound she could never get tired of hearing. She relaxed Bernie's legs together and crawled forward to lay down next to her. Bernie pulled her closer so she could capture her in a kiss. They spoke in whispers, Serena habitually stroking the blonde hair.
'Did you enjoy it?'
Bernie nodded and sighed, too shagged out to speak.
'I didn't know if it was something you wanted to try. But I thought you might...'
'I'd never thought of it before.'
Serena artfully looked at her.
'Do you think I might enjoy it?'
Bernie got the hint. Serena was in the mood to play.
'When I've recovered, let's see.'
'Deal.' Serena snuggled happily into her neck. She knew both of them would have put a stop to it had their ex-husbands suggested it. The idea of struggling to take a girth of unsubtle length rammed up her back passage would not have appealed to either of them. There was something to be said for the pocket rocket, a few inches of perfectly made vibrating bullet, perfect to slip into a cosy nook.
