“A lot of women would kill to orgasm like you do. Seriously, do you know the statistics of women and orgasms? Not all of them can do it regularly. For some, it’s extremely difficult. For others, it’s nonexistent.”
Margot paused for a moment. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“Not only can you orgasm, but your orgasms must be heavenly. Women who squirt feel a heightened sense of pleasure.”
“You think so?”
“Let me ask you this,” Katie said. “What’s the difference between your orgasms when you squirt, and when you don’t squirt.”
“Squirting is all I know.”
Katie leaned back and eyed her friend, taking this revelation in, looking so pleased yet envious. “You’ve been blessed.”
“No I haven’t. I cum like any other girl. Just wetter. Much wetter. It can be a real chore too. You don’t know what it’s like. Obviously you’re not a squirter.”
“I wish I was.”
“Since you’re not a squirter, you can’t possibly judge my experience as a sexual being.”
Katie shook her head. “You’re like a rich person who hates being rich. Sure, there are burdens of being rich, but people would kill for those burdens. Literally. People commit murders everyday for the sake of being rich.”
“No one is going to kill to squirt like me.”
“Maybe not. But there are millions of envious women in this world who would gladly have your wet problem, if it meant experiencing the blissful pleasure of the human body. God has given you a special gift. Embrace it, Margot.”
The truth was, this was exactly what Margot needed to hear. She did know that she was gifted in some ways. Her orgasms always felt good. Actually, better than good. Amazing! If she could bring herself to a climax her days would always become better, her mood uplifted, and her outlook on life much brighter.
But like most college girls, she had insecurities of her own body. She was already awkward enough being a dork (though not as dorky as her high school years). In college, she made a concerted effort to become a normal human being. For the most part, she succeeded. She found her confidence. With that, she made more friends, was asked on more dates, and was overall less geeky.
Not that there’s anything wrong with being a geek. Geeks are sexy in their special way. But it was a question of confidence for Margot.
The whole squirting thing did put a damper on Margot’s overall body confidence and self-esteem. How could she fully be a sexual being in an adult relationship if she’d always have to change the bed sheets after sex? She could never fuck in a car or else she’d ruin the seat.
Could millions of women be envious of Margot’s bodily function? Probably. Most likely. Yes. Margot knew she could cum like no other, and it was time to appreciate that blessing.
Her eyes shifted to the laptop again, towards the self-assured woman on the screen, as the clip was still paused. The woman looked so happy to cum like that. Happy with her body, happy with life. Best of all, she had a partner (the camera person) who loved her for it. A partner who loved her so much that he or she was willing to share that pleasure with the world, on this public porn site.
Maybe it was time for Margot to feel the same way about her body? She decided she was finally ready for the next step in her evolution.
“I know, sometimes I can be hard on myself,” Margot admitted.
“Acknowledgment is the first step.”
First step!? Margot was puzzled and her eyebrow arched.
“First step toward what?”
“I’m putting together a team,” Katie said seriously. “Something is happening and we need to prepare. We need members with exceptional skills and abilities. A league of women who together, can solve California’s drought problem.”
“Jesus, are we talking about masturbation? Or is this a plot for a horrible new comic book movie?”
“It was a joke. Sort of.”
“Oh my god, you’re such a flipping dork!”
Katie smiled, “On a serious note, I’m going to buy you a vibrator.”
“What!? Dear god, no. Please don’t.”
“Why not?”
“If I wanted a vibrator, I’d buy it myself. I don’t need you buying sex toys for me.”
“Who cares,” Katie replied. “We share panties.”
“Actually, we don’t share panties. You steal mine. Especially the good ones.”
“Either way, our pussies have touched the same cloth. That practically makes us sisters.”
Margot pondered for a moment. “That kind of makes sense. We’re pussy sisters, if such a thing exists. Sisters of the Same Panties.”
“Sisters of the Same Panties? Who’s being the dork now? Go back to your room and listen to your new Depeche Mode album. Let me handle the rest.”
Margot sighed, “I wish I could live with my parents again.”
Then she left, back to her room, back to Depeche Mode. She closed the door to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed, putting her earphones on. She played the upbeat track “So Much Love.”
I can’t lie / I can’t fake / I can’t act / My hands shake / This disclosure / I must make / There is so much love in me
As she hummed the chorus, she realized the blatant irony of the lyrics and switched to a different song.
***
The next day arrived and Margot was pleasantly surprised that her roommate hadn’t mentioned the whole squirting thing again, but she was certain the subject would come up again.
She saw her roommate in the morning and still no mention. Maybe it will be a good day.
When she returned from a 4 hour block of college classes, Margot realized that the idea was too good to be true. There was a plastic bag on the table with something inside. She didn’t have to be a rocket scientist to figure out what it was. Sure enough, the roommate popped into their small living room wearing a casual sundress, having recently returned home as well.
“Please don’t tell me,” Margot sighed, taking her shoes off.
“It’s a sex toy.”
“Not this again.”
The mystery came to an end when Katie removed the bag’s contents. Turns out, it was no mystery at all. Katie held up a new box with a vibrator inside.
“Behold,” Katie smiled. “My gift to you.”
“A vibrator?”
“Not just any vibrator. It’s a rabbit vibrator.”
“Is that supposed to make a difference?” Margot inquired.
“Here, let’s have a look.”
Katie tore open the package and used scissors to cut the tough plastic part. She tossed the box onto the table and held up the advanced-looking sex device. It was long, thick, and had an extension in the shape of bunny ears to stimulate the clit.
With the batteries inside, Katie activated the vibrator on a low setting, causing the tip to rotate in circles and the extension to vibrate, which would certainly provide tons of pleasure to a woman’s clit and pussy.
“Yikes,” Margot said, mesmerized by the sight.
“I know, right? The best part is that it’s waterproof.”
Margot’s face turned red. “That’s important I guess.”
“Very important for what’s ahead of us.”
“Us?”
Katie nodded. “Yes, us. You and me. This is going to be a team effort.”
“Ummm… says who?”
“Says the girl who went inside of a sex shop for the very first time to buy this expensive toy.”
“Touché.”
“Look, I’ll be honest,” Katie said. “I’m completely and utterly jealous of your bodily attributes. It’s often difficult for me to cum, that’s why I envy you. And to be honest, I’m dying to see it happen in real life. It’s long been a fetish of mine, hence my porn viewing habits.”
“You want to watch me masturbate and squirt? So… you can get off to it?”
Katie nodded.
“Are you kidding right now?” Margot questioned in disbelief.
There was a long awkward pause between them and they both looked like they had bitten into sour candy. Katie tensed and put a hand over her mouth, as if she were gasping in horror.
“Did I just ruin our friendship? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to. I’m such an idiot when I think about sex stuff sometimes.”
Margot shook her head. “No, no. You just caught me off guard, that’s all. I mean, we’ve known each other forever. And we’ll still be living together for the next few years.”
“That doesn’t bother me. If anything, it’ll bring us closer together.”
“True, in an odd way.”
“Let’s not forget the most important thing,” Katie began to explain. “Your whole body image matters. We both know what an insecure beaver you are. Even though you have such an attractive package, you never let yourself believe that. Remember high school prom? You went on and on about how goofy and awkward you felt, even though you looked gorgeous.”
Margot blushed furiously, “Keep going.”
“How do you expect to blossom into a full grown sexual being if you can’t even be comfortable around your best friend?”
Striking words which struck Margot right in the core. It was exactly what she needed to hear. Exactly what she wanted. And exactly what would convince her to do a thing like this.
Her facial expressions showed that she was beginning to waffle and wave. Katie sensed the momentum change and seized the opportunity.