Vanity
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2025 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: A rather ordinary piece of furniture has sexual implications. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
Hey Andrew, I’m at Gracely’s in the furniture department. There’s this vanity I’m thinking of getting.
Cool.
Yeah, it comes with a cushiony chair—more of a stool I guess. I’m sitting on it now. Feels good on my bum.
Sounds good.
Yeah, and there are a few drawers. The wood is, I don’t know, interesting. It sort of reminds me of your cock.
Hmm. In what way?
I don’t know. The color and texture I guess. I’m kind of smoothing my hand over it right now. Wouldn’t it be cool if you could feel my hand as I caressed the wood?
It would.
If you wanted, you could touch yourself and pretend it’s my hand.
I’d rather it were your hand, Jamie. Or your mouth. Or your—
Don’t say it.
Cunt.
Drew, I told you not to say it.
I’m sorry.
You’re not sorry. So just for that I’m not touching the wood anymore.
Aw.
Just teasing you. I like when you say cunt. As long as you’re talking about my cunt.
Cunt. Cunt. Cunt.
Drew, you’re going to make me wet.
Cunt. Cunt. Cunt.
Okay, that’s enough. For now.
Any other features of this vanity thing I should know about besides the hardon wood?
There’s the mirror. It’s pretty ordinary. Shows me me.
I’m imagining I’m the mirror now, seeing you.
Yeah? Tell me more.
You’re wearing a pretty lace nightgown. It feels good against your skin. Against your nipples. They’re getting erect. You can’t help it. You have to loosen the top. You have to touch your nipples. Oh Jamie, you have such beautiful breasts.
Thank you. I might prefer it if you loosened my top and touched my nipples.
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