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The new feeling of a bigger toy.

— I don’t ever think of myself as a connoisseur of sexual toys, but I know what I like and I know how to use it. —

The name said it all. I just stared at the name of the toy for what seemed forever before I actually even bought it. It produced images of countless orgasms and pure blissful fun. I felt the excitingly nervous tingles between my thighs as I turned the box from hand to hand, just staring at it. Even through the cellophane opening all I really saw was rich flesh colored veins on an relatively large mass. The box itself was over 10 inches long and wider than some of the previous toys I had purchased. I looked around softly, not in embarrassment, just in need to actually ask someone if they’d ever used a toy like this. There was of course glorifying comments on the box, but that meant very little to me, it’s not like they were going to put anything bad on the box.

After a night of teasing, she can’t rest.

I went to bed last night aching and in need, and it was all your fault. I knew I would never be able to rest if I didn’t take care of myself. The husband was already sound asleep, snoring and oblivious. Before sliding into bed I slipped off my panties for easier access. I was already dripping wet and ready after all we talked about, and just the touch of my fingers on my clit made me cum. My whole body shook, my vision went blurry, my juices almost exploded out of me. But I knew once would never be enough. My pussy was still throbbing and wouldn’t let me rest, and I really didn’t want to.

she remembers her Master in the shower.

“When men look at me, I wonder what they see. Do they see the sweet, shy and innocent girl that I’m told I appear? ”

At 5′ 11″ I stand out in any crowd with long brown hair that I normally tie up in bun on the back of my head. Hips, waist and chest, that from the front show a nicely curved hour glace.

“I know I have a bit of stomach, I’m not skinny, and I’m full figured woman. My rack tends to get more attention then I like, having an E cup tends to draw men like flies to honey.”

I turn the facet in the shower on, fold my dark blue towel and lay it over the rack near by. Taking my hair out of the braid from the night and shifting my fingers through loosening the strands. Remove the black leather and silver stars of my collar from my neck, placing it on the back of the pillar sink. The steam from the shower soon begins to circle me, beckoning me. I look at my reflection in the mirror

He has a plan. She has a glass rainbow.

“Thanks to starrkers and drksideofthemoon for reading and helpful feedback.”

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“”Why doesn’t he touch me?”" thought Jasmine. Lying on her side, propped on one elbow, she adored her sleeping husband. It was three in the morning. Six hours earlier, she’d come to bed naked. The lack of a nightgown was supposed to send a clear signal to her husband of eight years. But he had read a book for a while, granted her a chaste little kiss, and turned off the light.

She ran a hand over her lonely breasts. They were swollen and sensitive. Her time was about a week away. She really wanted some conjugal attention from her mate. Yes, he had to go to work in the morning, but maybe …

An old friend helps him and then tries out the chair.

It was strange for him to enter the adult novelty store alone. Typically the redhead would be with him, they always enjoy browsing through all the kinky and erotic items. But this time he was alone. He was looking for a certain item that he intended to surprise her with. Glancing toward the back of the store, he saw Lisa behind the counter. He and the redhead had met Lisa on their first visit to this particular store. During that visit, the three of them had engaged in an impromptu sex session in the changing room [see chapter 5]. Since that first encounter, Lisa had tried out The Chair on two separate occasions [see chapters 7 & 10].

She calls her friend for some fun.

She had just gotten out of her bathtub, in which she had been soaking for almost 45 minutes. She felt very relaxed; all the day’s stress had seeped out and left her very calm and sleepy. She used some scented bath oil to give her whole body the aroma of lavender. As she toweled herself off she ran her hands over her smooth creamy skin, relishing in the tingling sensations. Her entire body felt vibrant and rejuvenated. She hung the towel up to dry, went through her drawers, and found her favorite oversized T- shirt. It ended just below the cheeks of her ass. She enjoyed wearing it; it was very soft and thin. It made her comfortable on those warm summer evenings. She lay down on the bed to flip thru some channels, and found nothing to her liking. She remembered that she had received an e-mail at work from her friend. She had almost forgotten she had it. She retrieved it from her purse and brought it back to her bedroom to read. She enjoyed reading his fantasy stories, which were arousing, and she imagined often that he were there to read them to her or to act them out. This one was especially interesting because it involved a small group. As she read the story she could feel the familiar tinglings beginning down low in her body. She lay back on her bed and slowly began to gently tease her breast and nipple, pinching softly at first, but applying more pressure as she read. The action of the story was just heating up; she moved her hand lower, over her stomach, and into the soft thicket of hair — ever closer to her now-moist sex. She was feeling very warm indeed. The story was heating her up!

Substitute therapist uses handcuffs.

“Copyright 2000 Del Edwards”

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His regular therapist would be vacationing in Europe for two weeks and explained that she wanted him to continue with a substitute therapist because he was doing well and she didn’t want to break the continuity of his progress.

She commented that the substitute was a bit younger and married so there would be some differences in approach but that she was quite good and not be alarmed when she handcuffed him. She had smiled when she said that and added, “Having another woman before you will be the beginning of an ever expanding horizon. Work as hard for her as you do for me and you will benefit.”

It just gets better and better?

While Shelia was recovering from her exhausting show and tell that she had just preformed, I took that time to slip my sweatpants down to my ankles. Looking at Shelia’s still spread legs, the crotch of her panties pulled aside and her very wet pussy, I had no choice but to grab my cock and stroke it.

“Man,” I thought, “My wife would never believe this of me. Not good ole Bill, the family man or Bill, the faithful husband… I’d already seen two women play with themselves right in front of my eyes, and now I was getting ready to fuck the shit out of one of them; my executive assistant, right in my own home. Man, it doesn’t get any better than this!”

Reader is touched by erotic story, all over!

“Italicized portions are from Marcus Aurellius by Paolo Labico. Reprinted with permission.”

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“She begins to squirm now, she knows what he will do to her. Although she can’t understand what they say, it is obvious that he is going to bite her in revenge for earlier…but there!!! These men are animals! She braces herself for the pain… ”

“Thus she is taken completely off guard when he does not bite, but gently licks her helpless womanhood. Her eyes pop opened, she was braced for pain, but this is something altogether different. He continues his assault on her virgin sex. Licking, sucking, probing her tight opening.”

Fun in front of webcam.

I awoke at 11:30 this morning, a typical Saturday morning in the winter. It was too cold to do much outdoors in the way of my typical warm weather fun, so I didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty for having slept in late. That coupled with the fact that I didn’t get home last night until 3:15 am from Tori’s apartment, and after last night, I definitely needed the sleep because you see, Tori and I have quite a tumultuous relationship and last night was just one more glaring example of how crazy it can get.