Ana's Awakening Ch. 01

"Are you serious? You've never masturbated?"

Kayla, Ana's friend from work had blurted out those words loud enough for every single person at the restaurant to hear, or so Ana thought. She could feel her cheeks flush with heat, and worried that her normally caramel-colored skin was turning an obvious hue of red. Kayla was always incredibly forward and direct, a stark contrast to Ana's more reserved nature.

"I mean... I've tried once or twice, I guess. It just didn't do anything for me." Ana took a sip of her water, and tried to give Kayla the most concerned glare she could muster. "And please, why don't you just yell next time you have something embarrassing to say?"

Kayla scoffed and took a sip from her wine glass, her third one already. "Who cares. There's nothing embarrassing about masturbating. Everybody does it." Her eyebrows scrunched up as she gave Ana a skeptical look. "Well... I mean, almost everybody, I guess."

Kayla's black hair was long and flowing, framing her full face and accentuating her deep brown eyes. She wore a matching black dress that Ana could only describe as highly provocative. Her long legs were crossed, and Kayla swayed back and forth atop the high heel of one foot as she considered her next statement. She was a gorgeous woman, and it made Ana feel intensely self-conscious in her modest getup consisting of a t-shirt, slacks, and sneakers.

"You must've at least gotten pretty close? Close enough to be really in the zone, maybe got a little excited."

Ana's fingers wrapped around her glass, and tapped softly as her mind shifted back and forth over whether or not she should let the subject continue. She had known Kayla for about a year, and while the two didn't exactly have much in common, there was something about the girl's boisterous attitude and excitement that she found alluring. Kayla was also Ana's best friend at work, which could go a long way since she wasn't necessarily great at connecting with others. Somehow, though, Ana found herself wanting to confide in Kayla.

"Honestly, I don't even remember what age it was... Just that I was a young girl. It was, like, five years ago? Yeah. Something like that." The words came out before she could stop them. "I had just moved out on my own, and was staying in this friend's apartment she let me borrow. She was going out of town and couldn't find anyone else to house-sit, and I kind of did her a favor, so she let me stay there for pretty cheap."

Kayla's eyes were full of anticipation. "And?"

Ana continued. "And..." She blushed. "I... might have taken her vibrator out of the box she had left in her room."

A triumphant grin spread across Kayla's face. "AHA! I knew you had it in you. Then what?"

Ana coughed nervously, remembering everything that had happened that night. "I put it underneath the blankets and pressed it up against my... well, y'know." She looked up into the other girl's deep, endless, eyes and quickly averted her own. "And nothing really happened, other than a very dull sensation. I turned it up higher, and was putting the thing wherever I thought it could feel good, but I was mostly just bored. And after a while I just gave up." She pushed around some peppers on her plate, and blushed. "I guess... I didn't really see what the big deal was. So I just went to bed."

Kayla leaned back, still beaming with satisfaction, but almost a bit suprised. "So you tried it. You put in some effort. And there was no tingling sensation, no heat gathering between your legs?" Her smile faded, and was replaced with disappointment. "Huh. That's unfortunate. Really unfortunate, if it's true." She narrowed her eyes. "You'd be shocked how much women have to fake in this day and age."

The girl across from Ana tilted her wine glass and poured the remnants down her throat, the tension on her leg increasing, tapping a finger near her ankle, and Ana couldn't help but stare. She did it every time she noticed someone staring at the flawlessly formed calves that crept out of Kayla's heels. A form of entrapment, she called it. Like bait, meant to be stared at, wanted, craved.

"It's no big deal," Ana answered. "I don't really think about it. Once I gave up, well, that was it."

Kayla rolled her eyes and pulled her hair back behind her shoulder. "Nope. That was step one. Ana, you had absolutely no idea what you were doing. Everything about it sounds mechanical, emotionless, cold."

"Hey! You weren't even there. Don't act like you know." Ana stared daggers back at her friend.

Kayla only grinned slyly in response. She paused for an uncomfortable second, seemingly basking in the aggravation and silent humiliation Ana was projecting. "I have something for you," she finally said.

It was unusual for Kayla to get quiet and calm like she did right then. "What?" Ana asked.

Kayla reached into her purse, her nails painted the same black as her hair. She had to fumble around a little, but eventually she produced a silver bullet-shaped vibrator, the most discreet looking one Ana had seen in her life, with a button at the base that likely turned it on. She dropped it unceremoniously onto the table in front of Ana and gave a wicked smile. "Here. You can have it."

Ana started to protest, but stopped at the realization that Kayla wasn't toying with her. Her friend wasn't mocking Ana for the uncomfortable conversation that unfolded. She was doing this to be helpful. To cheer her up, in a twisted sort of way. So she picked up the object, taking it in her hand as if it would explode if she handled it improperly.

"I can't take your vibrator," she tried to argue.

Kayla scoffed, eyes rolling again. "Absolutely you can. You can, and you will. Listen, I've got eight more at home, I think. At least. They make those things fucking indestructible, too. It can handle whatever you throw at it, so don't worry about how rough you get with it, either."

Ana opened her mouth to speak, but could hardly think straight in this moment. She blushed at the thought, and immediately felt dirty. Her mind skipped forward, imagining what that could feel like, and she had to look down just to avert Kayla's watchful, knowing eyes.

"I will give it some thought," Ana said carefully, shoving the little vibrator into her purse and trying to hide any indication that it may have somehow made her feel a little more confident, a little more daring.

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Back in her apartment, Ana flopped down onto her bed with a slight bounce. She had almost forgotten about the toy in her purse until she was kicking off her sneakers, and it rolled out onto the floor. Just the sight of it now made her mind flash back to the restaurant, and to Kayla's confidence. Even just the way she looked, alluring in an almost primal sense. Ana felt an odd sort of need growing inside her now, making her anxious and restless.

She stretched out a leg and poked at the silvery device on the floor with her toe, sending it rolling about. Then, she hesitantly stood up, and walked over to grab the thing. She might as well see what all the fuss was about.

Practically shivering, she put the thing in the palm of her hand, and wrapped her fingers around its curved edges. She pressed the button at the base, and jumped as it buzzed to life in her palm. After the initial shock wore off, though, she could not deny that the sound brought about a slight heat in her stomach.

Like Kayla had said at the restaurant, Ana was first and foremost mechanical in her attempt to pleasure herself. She laid the vibrator on her bed, pulling her shirt up over her chest. Then, the shirt was discarded to the floor, and her bra fell away quickly after. Shuddering at the sudden cold, Ana decided that she mustn't let any clothes remain. Thus, the rest of her body went free, baring all her soft, tanned skin.

Ana was a petite woman, shorter and slimmer than most. Her legs were well-proportioned for her size, standing on a pair of small, dainty feet. Her hips and thighs were the only curves she really had, contrasting with her slender arms and shoulders. Her skin had a deep olive complexion that seemed to shimmer in the light, and her dark hair was often kept up in a tight bun. On her chest was a modest bust, not necessarily large, but supple enough to fit well in a bra, with brownish nipples that betrayed her budding arousal. Ana was the sort of girl that could be very appealing, though her conservative wardrobe and shy nature didn't allow her to show off much skin.

Trembling slightly, she clambered up onto the bed and tossed a pillow under her head for support. The lights were off, leaving only a faint glow of moonlight to shine in through the window. In the dark stillness of her bedroom, Ana reached down with the vibrator in her hand, pressing the cool, rounded tip against the fold of her pussy. She inhaled sharply at the sensation, not sure what to expect from it, but soon pushed against the crevice deeper, finding her clit at the top. The head of the toy vibrated against her clit, making Ana feel flushed in an instant, while the sensations spread throughout her body. She could feel her pulse in her ears as her heart raced, and the space between her legs started to get strangely warm. Ana's breaths were loud, and her hands were shaking. This felt completely different from before.

Suddenly, the vibrator slid down just a fraction of an inch, and pressed up between her inner labia. With this, Ana instinctively arched her back, almost doubling over. She grabbed the metal toy desperately, having had the life momentarily sucked out of her as it brushed by her entrance, the same place she used to prod fruitlessly when she gave the thing a try so long ago. Perhaps Kayla was right, after all. Maybe she hadn't known what she was doing, because something entirely new was happening to Ana right then and there.

A low groan spilled out of her mouth, and her breathing came fast and shallow. She was tingling, starting to tremble all over, as though heat was filling up her entire body. She panted in anticipation for what might happen next. In the heat of the moment, Ana couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if Kayla were the one on top of her now, pushing that vibrator in and out, urging her to let loose, lose control. She wanted so badly to submit herself to the her friend's expertise, to feel the warm, soft hands of a woman on her naked body. She wanted that dark, deliciously sinful mouth trailing kisses across her breasts, sucking on her nipples, tickling her neck. Kayla's deep, throaty voice whispering in her ear, egging her on.

Ana's hand was dripping with sweat, gripping the vibrator so tightly she thought she might crush it. She felt a tinge of guilt and shame about her fantasies, but the building sensation of heat between her legs overwhelmed the negative feelings. Kayla could make her forget about these worries, Ana was sure. The negative feelings disappeared completely as they were replaced with raw, base arousal and desire.

It was no longer enough to keep the metal device gently waving about inside of her, occasionally brushing against her clit. So, Ana imagined Kayla whispering encouragements in her ear. She plunged the toy all the way in, her greedy little pussy hungry to gobble up every last inch, until only a small bit of the vibrator was still poking out.

Her muscles squeezed all around the toy, and her spine went rigid as she arched upward, thrusting the vibrator in as far as it could possibly go. Ana's legs wrapped up into the blankets, and her whole body stiffened for a moment, before going completely rigid. Her cunt tightened around the little tool buried in her insides, sending ripples of pleasure out across her entire body.

As she fucked herself faster and harder, she could feel the toy hitting a certain spot, that nearly sent Ana flying off the bed, mind reeling, floating in a sea of foggy sensations and unbearable bliss. It hit her hard, a heavy buildup that finally cascaded out from her groin, sending a trembling, shuddering orgasm shooting throughout Ana's body. Before she could realize what was happening, her mind spun out into nothingness, a dizzying haze of ecstasy clouding her thoughts and judgments.

A throaty moan, long and hoarse, was followed by a near-sob as the shaking girl writhed and contorted her way through the intense climax. Her pussy was contracting rhythmically, drenching the vibrator and her inner thighs as a thin, clear fluid spurted from her groin. She had no real experience to gauge whether this was normal or not, but the feeling was simply incredible. It came out of her urethra in streams, the warm fluid covering her nethers, and turning the bed sheets soaking wet. The sensation was similar to peeing, but far more powerful, and accompanied by what she definitely knew was a full-blown orgasm, and not a dull ache like the ones she usually experienced from self-pleasuring.

At this point, the sudden, unexpected expulsion of fluids seemed to culminate in a slow, controlled release, a heavenly seepage rather than a violent burst. Ana bucked and writhed under her own touch, whimpering like an injured puppy at the unbelievable rush of euphoria rippling through her little body.

The whole spectacle lasted no longer than a minute, but the first powerful orgasm in her life still left her exhausted, soaked in her own juices and quaking from head to toe as aftershocks tore through her body. Never in her life could she have imagined something so intensely satisfying. Never had she felt so good as she did right then, gasping for breath and dripping in her own fluids.

In the afterglow of her discovery, Ana smiled, a tear of joy streaming down her cheek, knowing that she would have to tell Kayla everything. Kayla, who had come to her rescue and brought her a secret weapon to pleasure her little pussy, who had encouraged her and motivated her to go further than she ever had before. She could already imagine Kayla's reaction, coy and sultry, with that triumphant smile on her face, and in that moment, Ana knew that her life would never be the same again.