Spring Break and Sex Toys Go Hand in Hand for Two Cute Coeds

Last year my best friend and I went to Mexico for spring break. Stacy and I were both seniors and single, and hoping to meet some hot guys. But as I was packing, I realized that if we didn’t get any action, I still needed to get off—I needed some relief from my insane workload. So I packed two of my favorite sex toys, a dildo and a vibrator, and told Stacy to do the same.

We kept our choices a secret from each other, and I really had no intention of finding out what she used to pleasure herself. I had high hopes of finding hunks to take back to our room as our own live sex toys, but as luck would have it, the beach was swarming with girls, and the guys pretty much had their pick of hot women. We got in some flirting, and I made out with one muscular guy after we spent the afternoon swimming together, but that was it.

After two nights of luckless beachcombing, we decided to bring out our toys. We were on vacation, after all, and I was getting horny from seeing so many hot guys and girls all over. “You don’t mind if I use this, do you?” I asked Stacy, indicating my fat purple dildo and tiny pocket rocket clitoral vibrator. The combination of the two always sends me into overdrive, and I was so wet I knew the large plastic cock would slide easily inside me.

“Go right ahead. I think I’ll do the same,” she said. At first it felt a little strange to be masturbating with my best friend in the bed next to mine, but then I got over it and simply exulted in the feel of my two toys working together to get me off. Stacy was starting to make moaning noises, but I tuned them out as the toys took over my senses. I spread my legs wide, letting my knees fall open as I pushed the dildo deep inside. I was wet, and I thought about the hunky guy I’d seen on the beach, imagining him on top of me with his cock—rather than the plastic one I held in my hand—sliding inside my cunt.

As I twisted the dildo inside me, I used my other hand to turn on the pink external vibe. The toy is incredibly powerful, but combined with the cock that was stretching my pussy, it felt even more spectacular. I maneuvered against both toys, consciously squeezing my vaginal muscles against the invader and thrusting against the vibe to get the most pleasure possible. While the toys do most of the work, I’ve found that the more I put into my sex-toy play, the more I get out of it. Soon I was shaking involuntarily as the powerful sensations took over. I flopped back against the bed and vaguely heard Stacy making moaning noises, but I let myself get swept away.

I began moaning out loud. “Fuck me, yeah,” I said. “That’s right. Shove your big, fat cock into me as hard as you can.” I was talking as if the toy were a person. I figured if I was naked and splayed out in full view of my best friend, she might as well hear me at my raunchiest. Plus, the idea of her getting excited by what I’d said aroused me. Before long I was coming, my body seeming to spin in circles, even though I was in exactly the same position. I felt like I was orbiting off the bed and wouldn’t have been surprised if I’d toppled over onto the floor. When my climax ended, I turned off the vibe and eased the dildo out of my satisfied pussy.

I looked over at Stacy, who was grinding down against a massive dildo. I had no idea how she’d gotten it inside herself, but her brow was furrowed as her fingers rubbed her clit hard. Suddenly, I was overcome with the urge to touch my best friend. “Want some help?” I asked in a sultry voice. Looking at her in such a wanton pose made me realize, not for the first time, how hot my friend was. Both of us were into guys but had dabbled in bisexual play a few times. I knew she wouldn’t be opposed to a little girl-on-girl action to help fulfill our mission for vacation fun.

“Get over here,” she said, laughing as she made room for me on the bed. I slithered onto my stomach, lying in a way that I could suck on her clit while she continued jamming the monster cock between her pussy lips. I was amazed at her dedication—and her responsiveness. “Oh, Julia, don’t stop,” she moaned as she began bouncing her hips, her clit crashing against my outstretched tongue. After a few more minutes of these movements, she pulled out the toy and let me taste her nectar. I plunged my tongue into her hole and stroked her clit with my fingers to make her come.

That wasn’t the end of our sapphic adventures that weekend. Stacy had apparently hoped something like this might happen, and she sure had a surprise in store for me! While I’d pictured us sharing double dates—and double fucks in our hotel room—I guess she had anticipated that we might find ourselves stranded on spring break with nobody to fuck but each other and had planned accordingly. As I sat next to her on the bed one night, she said, “Close your eyes,” and then teased me by brushing her lips against mine. I obeyed and heard her moving around, and when she finally said I could open my eyes, I saw that she was holding a large purple double-ended dildo. It wasn’t like the ones I’d seen in stores that attempted to look real and were symmetrical. This one had a shorter, bulbous end and a longer, dildo-like end. It almost looked like a work of art, but usually art doesn’t make my pussy wet.

I recovered from my tiredness immediately and let her pick which side of the dual dong she wanted. She opted for the shorter end, leaving me with the bigger part of the cock. We laughed as she penetrated herself, and then I got on, easing myself down onto the toy and bringing our pussies close together but not quite touching. Every move I made as I shifted or rocked my hips had a corresponding effect on her, and I loved watching her face as she absorbed the effects of my gyrations. “You are so sexy,” I told her, leaning forward to give her a lusty kiss. My hand wandered between her legs, and I pressed my thumb hard against her clit to provoke her further.

“Yes,” she hissed, and I rubbed her nub in a circle as the purple toy slammed inside me. We both began rocking, kind of like a seesaw, and I knew the shorter end was pushing against her G-spot from the way her breathing got ragged.

“I like fucking you like this, Stacy,” I said, and hearing me say “fucking” made her even wetter; I could tell because her juices were dripping down onto the middle of the toy. “I want to see you come again, you dirty girl,” I encouraged her. I wanted her to go first, and I kept moving until she cried out, reaching for my shoulders to steady herself as she rode out her climax. Then it was my turn, and I took the entire end of the dildo inside me until my pussy felt fuller than it ever had. My side of the dong was so long that it met my back wall. Soon I was the one desperately clutching my friend as I trembled with passion, coating the gleaming purple toy with my juices.

The lesson I learned on this trip is: Who needs boys when you’ve got a hot best friend and some sex toys to keep you company?

—Ms. Julia D., Ann Arbor, Michigan