"I haven't been your sister for long, and I don't know you that well. But what I do know is as a neurosurgeon I am trained in the psychology of the mind and you're so sexually frustrated it's killing me. Think of it as a gift from my brother."
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Amelia had given it to her for her birthday, in a sleek blue box. It now sat on her desk, unopened. Meredith sighed, licking her lips. She had dealt with the need for sex during her recent pregnancy with her trusty thumb and index fingers. She knew what was in the box, she knew what it would remind her of. Was she ready to remember? At least her fingers brought her to a climax, where she could forget everyone and thing existing but pleasure.
She decided to bite the bullet, walking to her desk, snatching it off the top. Her slender hands slid off the ribbon, opening it up. There it sat. It was flesh colored, with a little tag that said 'I vibrate too!'. Meredith let the wrapping fall to the floor as she ran her fingers along the grooves, and indents of it. It was cold, but that didn't both her. Meredith sat back in bed, turning the toy on, hearing the faint buzzing. She turned pink, her right hand pinching, rolling her nipples between her thumb and index finger, getting herself to a state of arousal. She let it wash over herself, the memories she didn't want before. All in all Meredith found herself sad, knowing the vibrator wouldn't match up to what she was used to. Then it hit.
Derek. The way his lips sucked on hers, pulling her lower lip down to bite on it. His hands trailing across her bare body, teasing her dripping wetness. Her mind went to how soaking wet she used to get near him. When he would lean into her ear, ask if she wanted to be fucked before thrusting deep. Derek could go deep, hitting every nerve in her core. Meredith knew he was a bit more endowed than the average man, judged by the vibrator she now held. He was thick, but also tall, filling.
Slowly Meredith found herself panting, an incredible urge to be filled rising. Her hands pulled down her soaked panties, the arousal obvious.
Her mind briefly wandered to the last time Derek went down on her. His tongue swirling around her pink folds, tasting her sweetness. He had done it so well, her fingers tugging his hair as he made her reach climax twice. His calloused fingers, sliding inside, her walls squeezing him tight. He added a second finger, curling to find her g-spot. Meredith let out a whimper, she had never been able to stimulate her g-spot the way Derek did. His head thrown back with sweat glistening down his temple, his blue eyes meeting hers with dark desire.
Meredith slid the hard cock into herself, slowly, feeling it fill her. She gasped, surprised at the sensation. It had been far too long. Her hands gripped the vibrator tighter, starting to pull in and out. The vibrations startled her, causing her to cry out in surprise.
She laughed at herself, thinking of Derek. He had the best cock, tall, and thick; and he certainly knew how to use it. Meredith moaned, pushing the toy in, a finger on her clit, rubbing softly as it vibrated. She could feel herself growing tense, the slapping of the skin and plastic echoing in her room. She whimpered, closing her eyes, focusing on the idea of Derek's hot cock filling her. She thought of him, of how he tensed up, squeezing her hands in a death grip before coming. He would release with a groan, his breath hot on her neck. She would come after, squeezing him, and shaking, moaning. Derek liked to kiss her mid orgasm, muffling her moans. She had no hand to muffle herself this time, loudly swearing as she came close. Sweat dropped from her brow, the need so strong. Finally, Meredith came, feeling the pressure burst. Her toes curled, her back arching. She could remember the feeling of Derek's hand on the small of her back, pulling her up close to ride it out with him. Her body seizing, her jaw unhinging with profanity, "Fuck me Derek! Yeah, harder, harder, faster," among other things said.
She pulled it out gently, missing Derek with every stroke. Meredith came down from her high, turning the toy off. She could feel the come spilling out of herself, down her thighs, and the sheets. Her eyes crinkled with pure joy. She hadn't felt herself that aroused, since the last time she and Derek had sex. He truly had some sort of magnet for her, making her drip any moment he wanted to. God she loved her birthday present.
