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Toy story Sex toys are fairly common and acceptable these days, particularly on a site such as this one. Those of us that are a bit older can remember when sex toys were not something that one purchased by going on line and waiting 5-8 days for the plain wrapped package to arrive. They were ordered through a catalog or by actually going to the "adult" store for "marital aids". For many ladies there was also a stigma about using toys for self satisfaction. There was the need for "self satisfaction" concept and "I don't want my partner to think he doesn't please me" train of thought as well. I gave this a little thought over the weekend and decided to turn back time and put my thoughts in to words. It was the early 80's, they were an attractive mid 20s couple. They had been together for a while. They lead an active sex life. She was quite conservative. For her sex was something that was rarely spoken of. It was in the bed only, lights off, no noise, take your clothes off while standing on the edge of the bed and then get under the covers quickly. Heaven forbid he would see her naked or she would express pleasure during sex. As you might imagine the actual sex act was pretty much plain vanilla. It was missionary, occasionally her on top or even more rare, doggie style. One Friday night after having had a few drinks she was a bit more chatty and outgoing than normal. During pillow talk she told him about this article she had read in a woman's magazine about a young single lady experiencing a vibrator for the first time. She didn't elaborate much, but just the fact that she brought it up got his mind racing. A couple of weeks later he was out of town attending a training class. Alone overnight he got adventurous and ventured in to the "combat zone" section of Boston where there was just about any type of vice available, including adult stores. He nervously looked around and wandered to the section of the store where the vibrators were located. Unlike today, there were only a few different types available. After a few moments, he picked one out. Who knows why he picked the one he picked. It seemed as good as any. He nervously walked to the counter and paid cash. He picked up his bag from the counter and back to the hotel he ventured. The next day was Friday, class ended and he returned to his home. He unpacked throwing the dirty clothes in the hamper and putting his new purchase in the night stand draw. She came over later that evening. They enjoyed a nice dinner out. He had a very difficult time concentrating as he knew what he had in store for later. She just assumed it was his normal excitement to see her and he was happy to be home. After dinner they walked back to his place. They moved to the living room where they began passionately kissing. He was more excited than normal and she could tell. After only a few minutes she said "come on" and headed to the bedroom. By the time they got to his room, his cock was already fully hard and straining against his jeans. His clothes were off and in a pile on the floor within what seemed like seconds. She stripped down to her panties and climbed under the sheets as well. The kissing and touching was super charged. It was like a new adventure. Their tounges intertwined, legs wrapped around each other. He immediately tugged her panties off and threw them to the floor. His hands cupped and massaged her round succulent breasts. He rolled her to her back and let his fingers begin to work her womanhood. He lightly rubbed her clit from side to side. As she rocked her hips he slid a finger slowly inside of her. She pushed her hips back in to the mattress. When he rolled on top of her, she opened her knees wide to accept him. He looked down in to her eyes and said "I have a surprise for you". She giggled and wrapped her legs tight around him thinking he was referring to his stiff cock that was now pressing against her pussy. He said "No not that. Remember that story you told me about from the magazine". Before she could answer he took the vibrator from the nightstand draw. She didn't know how to respond. Part of her wanted to experience that which she read. Part of her wanted to be a "good girl" and good girls don't do such things. He sat up between her open legs and said "Can I?". He could tell her mind was racing not knowing what to say or do. He touched the cool smooth plastic to her wet swollen clit. It wasn't yet turned on but just the touch of it made her shutter. She never did answer, but he slowly stroked the plastic phallic shaped toy along her wet opening. She relaxed after a minute and he could tell she was enjoying the new experience. Since this was new to both of them he didn't really know what to do next. He slowly turned the cap to start it vibrating. She gasped immediately as he touched it to her waiting clit. "Was that OK he asked?" to which she replied "Yes , its fine it just caught me by surprise" The vibrator hummed loudly as he slid it over her clit. Her juices flowed freely allowing the vibrator to slide all over her waiting pussy. He teased her lips and opening to give her clit a break, then right back to her swollen clit. After what seemed to be just a very short time he could feel her starting to squeeze her thighs together. The pace of her breathing was picking up. Her hips raising up from the bed. He knew she was close. With one had he slid the vibrator in to her waiting pussy while with his other thumb he rubbed her clit firmly. She moaned deeply, something he had never experienced with her. Her hand reached for his cock as she muttered "come in me". He was more than ready to accommodate her wish. The toy still vibrating away was dropped to the floor as he entered her still quivering pussy. He drove it deep and hard in to her and at that moment that's exactly what she wanted. She rolled her knees back to take it deep as he pumped his cum in her she let out another moan. They laid back catching their breath. She later confided in him that she was truly happy that he read between the lines when she told him about that magazine article. |
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