Adventurous Couple Tries Vibrating Cockring—with Orgasmic Results!

While waiting for a client to call my home office one evening, I decided to browse through the website of my favorite adult-toy store. My husband, Bryan, and I had been looking for new toys to bring to bed with us, and as we’d both been so busy lately, we hadn’t bought anything in months. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to look for something fun to add to our erotic collection.

Clicking on the link that would show me a list of the newest products, I watched as the page loaded and glanced at the different vibrators, dildos, and other assorted toys that graced the screen. And that’s when I saw it: a small, pink rubber cockring with an attached vibrator. Although Bryan and I had tried out more than a few different toys, we had never used cockrings in our sex play. Bryan was always afraid they would be uncomfortable for him, and since sex was all about pleasure, cockrings didn’t seem like the thing for us.

As I looked at the toy, however, I thought about the conversation I’d recently had with my friend Jenna just days before. A sexually adventurous woman, Jenna mentioned having bought a disposable vibrating cockring that had come with a package of condoms. She, too, had been wary of the object at first, but when she and her boyfriend, Alvin, had tried it out, they had been greatly surprised by how much they enjoyed it. “The feeling is amazing,” Jenna told me. “It just blew my mind—and made Alvin blow his load,” she added, laughing.

With that in mind, I looked at the rather nonthreatening silicone ring once more before adding it to my shopping cart. After choosing a few more items, I selected expedited shipping and completed the transaction; my new toy would arrive in three days.

Over the next couple of days, work picked up quite a bit for me, and I was forced into my corporate office numerous times, causing me to forget about the special delivery I had coming. When I got home Thursday night, I kicked off my shoes, put my bag down by the coat closet, and called out a greeting to Bryan, knowing he had to be home.

As I walked farther into the living room, I saw the day’s mail on the coffee table. I sat down on the couch and began looking through the pile of bills, circulars, and magazines. And that’s when it hit me—my newest toy was supposed to arrive that day! Not seeing the telltale unmarked box anywhere, I assumed it hadn’t come yet and went back to sifting through the mail.

I was looking through a new lingerie catalog, picking out some sexy nighties to impress Bryan, when he entered the room. I’d heard his footsteps as he approached, and when I looked up, I saw him smirking at me, his hands hidden behind his back.

“Hey, honey,” I said. “How was your day?”

“Good,” he replied. “A rather interesting package came in the mail this afternoon,” he continued cryptically, his smirk still firmly in place.

“Oh?” I said, not yet connecting the dots.

“Do you know anything about this?” he asked, joining me on the couch and handing me the open box that he had, until that point, concealed behind his back.

Excitedly, I took the box from him and dug inside it. Pulling out the small toy, I studied it carefully, as if examining an ancient fossil. It was a pink silicone ring, with small tabs inside to hold it firmly in place on the penis. It also had a small bulge on one side, another ring that was designed to hold the vibrator. It looked like a raspberry with a large silver bullet piercing it; the pink rubber was covered in bumps that I assumed were there to add friction.

Just looking at the toy was getting my juices flowing, and I sincerely hoped Bryan wouldn’t have any objections to using it. After reading the sexy lingerie catalog and handling the new toy, I was ready to be thoroughly fucked.

When I glanced at my husband again, he had a knowing grin on his face. “You look excited,” he said, his own eyes full of lust. I nodded and then focused my attention back on the toy. Digging back into the box, I pulled out the batteries and went to work. I put them into the vibrator and, after stretching the ring around several fingers, turned it on. Although the vibe wasn’t as strong as the many handheld models we owned, it was more intense than I had expected. I touched the toy to my wrist, and the berry-shaped bulge around the vibrator pulsed gently against the skin there. The sensation was unique, and it felt amazing. I couldn’t wait to try the toy out on more sensitive spots.

No longer bothering with talking, Bryan leaned in and kissed me hotly, his hands moving to my hips in order to pull my body tight against his. We kissed for several long moments before he rose from the couch and, after picking up the cockring that had fallen onto the cushions, reached for my hand and led me to the bedroom.

Once inside, I quickly helped him shed all of his clothing, unbuttoning his shirt while he kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt. Then, as soon as he was stripped naked, we were kissing passionately once again.

I got lost in Bryan’s kiss, and before I knew it, we were on the bed and my clothing was strewn across the floor. Bryan moved over me, his lips burning a trail along my jaw and down my neck toward my breasts. As he suckled hungrily at my bounteous tits, I reached down between us and rubbed his stiff cock. We had barely gotten started and he was as hard as a rock.

I had just begun stroking his shaft when I felt one of Bryan’s fingers penetrate my already-wet pussy. He wiggled his digit around inside me, thrusting it in and out while he used his thumb to lightly stimulate my clit. As his able fingers moved around inside me, I started moaning, pleasure shooting through my body immediately.

My first orgasm came hard and fast, shaking me to the core. The anticipation of what was still to come was the driving force of my release, and the minute the pleasure began to ebb, I was ready to start working toward my next climax.

Not wanting to waste more perfectly good fucking time, I fumbled around on the nightstand, trying to reach the cockring, while Bryan loomed above me, still fondling my tits. As soon as I had the toy in my hands, I pushed hard on my husband’s chest, effectively flipping us over and putting me in the dominant position.

While he had been busy pleasuring me, I had been jerking Bryan’s dick, making him nice and hard and preparing him for his newest accessory. Now his tool stood at attention before me, bobbing back and forth with every little movement. Smiling, I leaned over and kissed the mushroom-shaped head before stretching the ring over him and settling it into place at the base of his shaft.

Turning the knob on the bottom of the vibrator, I started the toy buzzing, finally ready to experience all the pleasure I was sure it would provide.

Returning us to the missionary position, Bryan moved between my legs and aimed his cock straight for my pussy. Leaning in to me, he whispered in my ear, “It feels pretty great already, so fucking you will only make it better,” and then proceeded to enter me.

He thrust in deeply, and I felt the textured bulge come in contact with my clit. The instant it touched me, I let out a yelp. Even though I knew the vibe was there, the ripples of pleasure that shot through me at the toy’s first touch astounded me. The vibrator alone would have surely done the job, but the added bonus of the berry-shaped cluster was what really did me in. I couldn’t imagine how I’d ever had enjoyable sex without the little silicone toy.

Each time Bryan pulled out, the toy moved away from me, making me groan at the loss of contact. But with each inward thrust, the vibrating berry returned to its proper place against my throbbing clit. Every thrust brought me closer to the edge, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I reached my climax.

I wasn’t the only one enjoying the new toy, however. Bryan was moaning louder and more frequently than ever before.

When I felt my orgasm steadily approaching, I pushed Bryan off me and onto his back. Not giving him a chance to protest, I quickly straddled him and impaled myself on his turgid pole. The vibrator was now hitting me from a slightly different angle, and though I couldn’t feel the vibrations as intensely, the sensation was no less extraordinary. I knew that I was only a few thrusts away from complete ecstasy, and I could tell Bryan was close as well. My husband bucked his hips up from the bed, meeting each of my downward thrusts and successfully pushing me over the edge.

As I moaned loudly, the pleasure overtaking me, I felt my husband release his load into me, his own orgasm shooting through his body. We writhed together for several moments, letting the waves of ecstasy wash over us, before I collapsed against him, both of us panting hard. It was several moments before Bryan finally pulled out of me, and when he did, the toy was still buzzing away against his now-softening cock. Reaching down, I turned off the tiny vibe and slipped the ring off of his penis.

I was once again holding the small silicone ring in my hand, unable to believe such a flimsy little toy could bring us so much pleasure. “Amazing, don’t you think?” Bryan said, sharing in my wonderment. I kissed him before placing the pink cockring back on the bedside table and cuddling up to my husband.

Since then, we’ve discovered an array of similar toys, and we’ve made it our mission to try each and every style of vibrating cockring. With so many toys available, our quest for the ultimate pleasure is sure to never get boring!

—Ms. Belinda E., Fargo, North Dakota