Straight Female / 35
Not The Vacuum Cleaner
Many years ago I was still in college and made a little money on the side by house sitting or pet sitting. It was usually for one of my professors and their spouse while on vacation. I was pretty responsible and didn’t have parties or anything so I got other house-sitting opportunities too.
One time while house-sitting I had accidentally knocked over a small cactus house plant and there was sand everywhere on the carpet. I searched for the vacuum which was not where I expected but instead in an upstairs utility closet near the master bedroom. I cleaned up the sand and when I went to return the vacuum to the closet I noticed something with a blanket dr**ed iver it. Curiosity got the better of me so I peeked under the blanked and was surprised to see what I’ll simply call a sex machine. It was a motorized box with a steel rod stickibg out and a dildo at the end of it.
I’ll admit I was very curious. I’m not a snooper and never looked around their private spaces, but this cat was sort of out of the bag. I put it on the floor in the hallway, plugged it in, and flipped the switch. Sure enough it started very slowly moving back and forth. A dial controlled the speed.
Honestly I had never seen anything like this before and I was intrigued and kind of turned on. I decided what the hell. I pulled down my jeans and panties, got down on all fours, wetted the dildo and myself with some saliva, and flipped the switch. I backed up a bit and the dildo very slowly moved in and out of my pussy and felt very very good. I increased the speed bit by bit and before long found myself moaning with pleasure and extremely wet. It didn’t take long before I got off with a nice orgasm.
I probably used that machine 2-3 times a day for 4 more days till they got home. Honestly, I loved it and couldn’t get enough. Naturally I cleaned it up and put it back as I found it. They returned home as scheduled and I asked about their trip and they asked about the house. Naturally I told them everything was fine and mentioned the cactus since it was obviously missing a fair amout of sand. They said no worries and asked if I found the vacuum in the garage. I hesitated then lied “yes” and they paid me and we said our goodbyes.
Maybe 4 months later they asked me to housesit again when they went away for the weekend. Of course I said yes and was excited. When I arrived they were ready to leave and as they headed out the door the wife (my professor) popped her head back in and whispered without her husband hearing and said “Oh sweetie, by the way, I left the machine in your guest room set on high the way you apparently like it. Have fun”. Then she winked, closed the door and they left. I was so embarrassed!
But naturally I used the machine all weekend and when they came home it was incredibly awkward and embarrassing, but I realized he didn’t know, only she did. From that day forward, she would occasionally invite me over for what she called “fun night”if her husband was out. Fun night meant wine and the sex machine, but she also became the one and only lesbian lover I ever had..….for the rest of my senior year.
One time while house-sitting I had accidentally knocked over a small cactus house plant and there was sand everywhere on the carpet. I searched for the vacuum which was not where I expected but instead in an upstairs utility closet near the master bedroom. I cleaned up the sand and when I went to return the vacuum to the closet I noticed something with a blanket dr**ed iver it. Curiosity got the better of me so I peeked under the blanked and was surprised to see what I’ll simply call a sex machine. It was a motorized box with a steel rod stickibg out and a dildo at the end of it.
I’ll admit I was very curious. I’m not a snooper and never looked around their private spaces, but this cat was sort of out of the bag. I put it on the floor in the hallway, plugged it in, and flipped the switch. Sure enough it started very slowly moving back and forth. A dial controlled the speed.
Honestly I had never seen anything like this before and I was intrigued and kind of turned on. I decided what the hell. I pulled down my jeans and panties, got down on all fours, wetted the dildo and myself with some saliva, and flipped the switch. I backed up a bit and the dildo very slowly moved in and out of my pussy and felt very very good. I increased the speed bit by bit and before long found myself moaning with pleasure and extremely wet. It didn’t take long before I got off with a nice orgasm.
I probably used that machine 2-3 times a day for 4 more days till they got home. Honestly, I loved it and couldn’t get enough. Naturally I cleaned it up and put it back as I found it. They returned home as scheduled and I asked about their trip and they asked about the house. Naturally I told them everything was fine and mentioned the cactus since it was obviously missing a fair amout of sand. They said no worries and asked if I found the vacuum in the garage. I hesitated then lied “yes” and they paid me and we said our goodbyes.
Maybe 4 months later they asked me to housesit again when they went away for the weekend. Of course I said yes and was excited. When I arrived they were ready to leave and as they headed out the door the wife (my professor) popped her head back in and whispered without her husband hearing and said “Oh sweetie, by the way, I left the machine in your guest room set on high the way you apparently like it. Have fun”. Then she winked, closed the door and they left. I was so embarrassed!
But naturally I used the machine all weekend and when they came home it was incredibly awkward and embarrassing, but I realized he didn’t know, only she did. From that day forward, she would occasionally invite me over for what she called “fun night”if her husband was out. Fun night meant wine and the sex machine, but she also became the one and only lesbian lover I ever had..….for the rest of my senior year.
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