Ingenious Toys Part 1
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Last week was the final hot week of an Indian summer that stretched all the way into April. The still, humid air made the school week hell, especially in the un-air-conditioned classrooms of the old wing. You go to a posh private boarding school and you'd think the expensive fees would stretch at least as far as air conditioning, but Mr Gallows (headmaster and ... secret boyfriend?) has been trying to get the Trustees to fund a refurbishment of the old wing for years.
By the time the weekend came, Rupali (roommate and ... secret girlfriend?) and I had had enough. We got day passes from the Boarding House Mistress for Saturday and planned to head to Bondi to cool down and let off some steam. But first we needed to go shopping; I hadn't been to the beach all summer and my only bikini pre-dates the miraculous and belated maturing of my breasts over the Christmas break. The old 6AA bikini top would now barely cover my nipples and my generous new 8C rack would spill out the sides. I suppose it would probably fit right in at Bondi, but it's just not my look.
The shopping trip was a perfect opportunity to test-drive Ike and Mike: an invention of Mr Gallows. Before I can describe Ike and Mike, I need to rewind and explain Earnest and my discovery of Mr Gallows ingenious mad-inventor streak.
If you read my earlier stories, you will remember that I masterminded the fulfilment of Mr Gallows' and Rupali's sexual fantasies. Rupali still doesn't know the owner of the nine inch cock that brought her to her first orgasm with a man ... and I'm going to keep it that way! Those two are way too compatible and I want to keep them both to myself.
On the same occasion I discovered – and fulfilled - my own desire for Rupali and we have been lovers and roommates ever since. Strangely, I don't think of our relationship as lesbian or bi-sexual. We use tongues and strap-on dildos to do to each other the same things men would do, only better in many ways because we know what girls like. In almost every way it seems to me that sex with Rupali is completely hetero-sexual.
The night after that adventure I was alone in our room with a vibrator that I had liberated from the dorm toy box and was disgusted to find that the batteries had died and hadn't been replaced. There's a code of honour covering batteries: 'She who dries em, buys em'. I didn't have spares and was about to march back out to the toy box to pilfer replacements when a text came through from Mr Gallows:
"Owe you a gift for last night. Any requests? In teachers' lounge if you are free."
Super! Who needs a vibrator when there's nine inches of real cock downstairs? Not missing an opportunity for a gift, I rifled through the toy box and pulled out 3 more dead vibrators; Mr Grateful could buy me batteries! Not even bothering to put panties on, I ran downstairs in my nightie and burst into the teachers' lounge. He was standing, so I vaulted from the coffee table into his arms, my own arms and legs locking around his slim, powerful body and planted a long, hungry kiss on his lips while I ground my naked pussy into his six-pack stomach. He was a bit surprised to see me so ready; if his text had come 10 minutes earlier or later then I might have been a little less desperate. He returned my kiss and then prised me loose, lowering my feet gently to the floor.
"What's in your hand?" he asked, looking at the vibes. "Mine not enough for you anymore?"
"Yours is plenty ... when it's around," I pouted. "When it's not I have these, but I need batteries. That can be your payment for fantasies fulfilled."
"Well, I was kind of hoping to pay in services rendered. But if you want batteries more than this," he said with a touch of sarcasm, rubbing a growing bulge in his trousers, "then I am your humble servant."
"Don't be a dick. I want your dick and I want your batteries," I shot back, smiling. "Unless you think a balls-deep sex-with-a-stranger fantasy three-way isn't worth it?"
"Touché," he conceded. "What do we have there?"
I handed over the four dead vibes. Three of them took normal AAA batteries so no problem there. The last one was Earnest, which I grabbed on a whim. Earnest is an ancient gold vibrator that we give to new girls – mostly virgins – who have never used a toy. He is only as thick as a lipstick and takes three little watch batteries. Mr Gallows put the others aside, seemingly uninterested, but was studying Earnest with a curious expression.
"Where did you get this one?" he asked.
"Who knows? It's been in the boarding house longer than I've been alive. It was probably bequeathed by one of those tight old bitches on your Board of Trustees when she was a boarder," I joked.
He smiled briefly and then shuddered at a mental image that I'm glad is in his head and not mine.
"It's just ... very strange... ," he trailed off. He rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a small screw-driver. Removing the screw at the base of the battery compartment, he slid the innards out of the barrel and started mentally cataloguing the parts. "There's no motor in here," he said – hopefully to himself because I have no idea about mechanical gizmos. "But this thing looks like a tiny ... Van de Graaff generator? Are you sure this is a vibrator?"
"Search me. It's a dildo as far as I'm concerned. It's never worked because we've never had batteries. That's where you come in," I hinted.
"May I take it for a few days?" he asked. "I want to do some more research."
"Sure, knock yourself out." I was getting impatient and sat on the coffee table to unbuckle his trousers. He was still staring at it and turning it over in his hands when I took him into my mouth; but I got his attention soon enough.
We met again after lights-out the following week and he presented me with Earnest 2.0. Now there was a thin black wire plugged into the base with a little vinyl and velcro loop at the other end, and Mr Gallows was wearing a big goofy grin as he held it out to me.
"You've given it a ... carry-handle?" I asked, feeling and sounding a bit underwhelmed.
"It's not a carry-handle," he sounded hurt. "It's a pressure-sensitive remote control."
"Huh? Translation?" I asked, one eyebrow raised.
"It's the cuff from an infant sphygmomanometer and... ," he started. My eyebrow hadn't moved. He got the message and started dumbing it down. "It's the cuff from a blood-pressure machine for babies. It's sensitive to pressure and it can be used to send signals down the wire ... like a remote control."
"Soooo," I began slowly, thinking it through, "if I had a baby I could get it to remotely control my vibrator?"
"The cuff doesn't go on a baby's arm, it goes on me."
"But it's too little for you ... Ohhhhh!" I brightened, suddenly catching up. "It doesn't go on your arm!"
"Very astute," he mocked gently.
"But I still don't get it. If the cuff goes on you ... and you go in me ... where does Earnest go?"
He didn't answer, but looked at me waiting to see if I would work it out. Then the light-bulb went on in my head and I turned on him with feral light in my eyes. "Not on your life! My puckered little back door is strictly one way, buddy." I sounded angry, but there was that little tingle of curiosity as well. A cock deep in my pussy and a vibrator buzzing in my asshole ... what would that feel like? I didn't think I could feel fuller than when his long, hard shaft was buried deep in my vagina, but with a vibrator next door ... it had possibilities. He kept silent, probably watching a bunch of different emotions wash across my face.
"But why a remote control," I said finally. "Wouldn't you just leave it running to vibrate while you fuck?"
"It's not a vibrator," he said cryptically.
"Then what the fuck is it? A stick-blender?"
"Do you want to keep asking questions, or do you want to try it out?" he asked. He reckoned he had me hooked and the big goofy grin was back.
"Will I like it?" I asked.
"Yes," he said unequivocally. I was a bit worried; but now I was lot interested.
I was in. I came over to him and started running my hands over the muscles of his chest. "OK Edison, so what do we do?"
"Well, I need to be hard first... ," he offered.
I slid my hands down over his pecs, his hard stomach, and then on to the growing bulge in his pants. I followed its length through his trousers back to the root and massaged it there with my fingertips. It pulsed and throbbed under my touch; already wood and forging quickly towards iron.
I was wearing my short satin nightie without panties or bra and he put Earnest on the coffee table so that he could explore my body through the slippery, sheer fabric. He stroked the undersides of my breasts, gently applying pressure and feeling their weight; his fingertips moving in circles and working their way up to my nipples.
I loosened his trousers and dropped them around his ankles. His cock was at its full nine inches and tucked down the tight leg of his lycra trunks. I closed my hand around the shaft through the fabric and as I gave him a firm squeeze, his cock strained back against my grip, bulging and resisting the pressure just like it does inside me. I could feel my heart speed up with excitement and anticipation. I always got nervous and fluttery when I felt his cock; he was so big and I could feel my pussy clenching with anticipation as if it knew it was too small to tame this throbbing tool. I reached into is trunks, grabbed a handful at the base and stroked back towards me, his skin flowing like quicksilver over the hard flesh underneath. Wanking his giant shaft up and down with one hand, I dropped his trunks with the other and he kicked them away along with his pants.
He had been pinching and rubbing my nipples to hardness and had them firing off little sparks of pleasure through my breasts, but then he relented for a moment to remove his shirt. He was now completely naked (if you don't count my hand stroking his throbbing cock) and I was still in my nightie; he hadn't tried to remove it yet because I think he likes the mystery of reaching underneath to feel my wetness with his fingers before he can see it with his eyes. I never let him down either; holding and feeling his massive length gets me soaking wet and steaming hot, anticipating the spasms and contractions as I stretch my tiny pussy around his girth.
I also think he likes to cheat himself, stealing peeks at my pussy under the nightie, trying to see whether my inner folds have opened up yet. Usually I stay wet but closed and then open up like a flower at his first touch. If I'm watching his cock I always see it pulse when he watches my pussy open, knowing that it was his touch that made it happen. But if he peeks under my dress and sees my glistening lips wide open and inviting him in, his cock leaps and bucks like a wild animal, as if it knows it's been wasting time when it should have been inside my tight, wet embrace.
Giving him a show, I stood up on the sofa and – holding the back for balance – I spread my legs and slowly bent over, back arched so that my bottom stuck out further, until the hem of my nightie was right at the level of my pussy. I was looking over my shoulder to watch him; he wasn't peeking, he was openly staring at the tips of my outer labia visible under the hem of the nightie. He couldn't yet see how ready I was – and I was! My pussy was gaping wide open and casting out heat like an open furnace door. Watching him closely, I bent lower, raising my bottom just a bit higher. As my steaming entrance moved into his field of view, his cock throbbed and the knob turned an angry purple and doubled in size. I've seen it before, but it always surprises me and I think he is going to cum even though he never does; not until he is deep inside me, at least.
He moved towards me and I hoped he would slide that beautiful shaft into my steaming canal; but instead he knelt down and bought his lips to my entrance. He kissed my labia with an open mouth, using the lightest contact to transfer moisture to his lips where he could taste me without using his tongue directly. I wanted him to go fast and hard but he kept titillating me with his lips, slowly increasing the intensity and sucking my inner folds into his mouth. Still he hadn't used his tongue or touched my clitoris and I was dying for him to do both, moaning with desire and frustration and pushing back against his face.
With a final deep, searching kiss of my pussy he broke contact; but before I could complain he slithered between my legs and sat on the couch with me standing over him. He pulled my nightie over my head and dropped it on the floor. Now I was completely naked, standing over his giant erection, breasts heaving with excitement and bobbing just a few inches from his face. For a moment I thought he was going to shift focus to them and I briefly flirted with the idea of unlocking my knees and impaling myself on his shaft before he had the chance to stop me. Instead he closed his giant hands around my hips and buttocks and lifted me off my feet. I let out a little shriek of fright, thinking I was going to topple over, but he held me so powerfully and firmly that I only needed to keep my hands on the back of the couch to balance my upper body.
He brought me to his mouth with both hands like he was drinking from a sacred chalice. I opened my thighs to him and extended my legs over his shoulders, now holding his head for balance and leaning back to open up my centre to his lips and tongue. He kissed and sucked at my labia like before, this time drawing my clitoris into his mouth and applying deep suction. He released the suction and brought his tongue to the bottom-most point of my vagina right near the anus. He tickled the sensitive skin there, making me squirm; I wanted to push harder into his face but held in the air as I was, I had nothing to brace against. Then with one long lick he ran his tongue up my slit, pressing deeper as he reached my entrance before continuing up to my clit, circling it a few times then sucking it between his lips and flicking it hard with the tip of his tongue.
Moving his tongue back to my entrance he pushed it deep inside my vagina, flicking and licking, tasting and teasing, all the while rubbing my clitoris with the tip of his nose. I crossed my ankles behind his head and dragged him deeper, crushing his face into my pussy, my moans of pleasure joining to a single, extended ululation. He must have run out of breath because he withdrew his tongue and pushed me firmly away from his mouth. Would it be unfair to ask him to get a tracheotomy so he could breathe through a hole in his neck while I came on his face? I don't think that's too much to ask.
He lowered me back down and I unfolded my legs from behind him so I could kneel on the couch, straddling him with the base of his erection pressing against my aching slit. I pumped my hips, sliding my soaking lips along his cock and lubricating his length with my juices. He reached behind me to collect Earnest the gold not-a-vibrator with its umbilical sphygmomanometer pressure-cuff. This bit looked like fun: I took the little pressure cuff and slipped it over the head of his penis, sliding it all the way to the bottom, not missing the opportunity to stroke and squeeze along the way, feeling it flex and throb involuntarily under my touch. He took over and tightened the velco fastener – tighter than I would have – so that his cock bulged around it, the veins now standing out clearly. It only covered the bottom two inches of his cock, but those two inches don't fit in my pussy anyway so I guessed I wouldn't miss them.
He followed the wire to Earnest's narrow shaft and held it in front of me, silently asking for permission to insert it in my virgin asshole.
Now that the moment of truth had arrived I was having misgivings. I could feel nervous tremors in my thighs and tummy; I didn't know what was going to happen and I was frightened.
"What does it do?" I had to know.
"Sure you want to know?" he asked.
I nodded. I could feel tears welling in my eyes now and blinked them back.
"What you gave me was an electrical anal stimulator; a zapper," he said.
"What the fuck?" I blurted. "What kind of perv would zap their asshole?"
"Mostly gay men," he laughed. "But I modified it. I've dropped the voltage and made it release a series of micro shocks rather than one big one."
"Will it hurt?" Please say no please say no please say no.
"Not really," he said, "it just makes all of the local muscles contract until the pulse ends. It's a bit like flexing yourself, but stronger and involuntary." I still looked confused. "Have you seen those gadgets on late night TV ads," he tried, "where you attach electrodes to your stomach and then sit back and relax while it flexes your abs until your flab turns into a six-pack?" I nodded. "Same idea, except this one works."
"What? I stick it up my ass and I get washboard abs?" Now I was even more interested.
"No. It will constrict your muscles, but it won't give you washboard abs. That takes real work." He smiled at me, hoping the Q&A was over.
I looked at him menacingly – or at least as menacingly as a 40kg, 4'11" and three-quarter naked schoolgirl can possibly look – and threatened "If this hurts, I'll ram it up your ass and rip out the cord."
"Deal," he said, then held his cock steady. "Hop on."
It was so long I had to shuffle backwards just to get the tip into my vagina. I seated his knob in my entrance, took a deep breath and then slid forward, impaling myself on the first five inches of his dick. I normally go much slower, but I was so hot and so wet that I couldn't wait. There was an explosion of exquisite pain as my vagina stretched wide to envelop the unyielding hardness of his erection, my muscles spasming in an impossible effort to eject this massive incursion into my tiny hole. I held my ground until the contractions subsided and then experimentally pumped my hips to make sure my vagina would release him enough to slide in and out of my tunnel. My juices were dribbling down his shaft, lubricating the remainder of his cock so I started pumping deeper, taking in more, bit by bit stretching my pussy until finally I was pressed up against the pressure cuff.
Now fully impaled, I could kneel over him again, so I moved in close and rubbed my breasts against his hard chest. My mouth found his and we kissed deeply, our tongues locked together in mortal combat as our lips ground hungrily against each other.
He broke off first and whispered breathlessly in my ear: "Ready?"
I nodded, not game to speak in case he heard the fear in my voice. He dribbled saliva onto his fingers and coated Earnest's shaft. Then with the remaining saliva, he reached behind me and lubricated around the edge of my anus. With his giant cock filling my pussy, the feel of fingers exploring at the entrance of my ass was ticklish but really erotic. I was surprised at how much it was turning me on and was clenching with anticipation.
"Try to relax your muscles," he whispered. Shutting my eyes, I drew a deep breath and let it out slowly, imagining I was blowing out all of the tightness, relaxing my stomach, my vagina, my thighs and finally my anus. His probing fingers felt the change and he pressed more insistently until one fingertip slid tightly into my back door. I clenched down on it involuntarily, but he held it there until I relaxed and then worked it in and out with short movements, lubricating and desensitising me to the foreign touch.
With his other hand he brought Earnest around and in one smooth movement he slid his finger out and Earnest in. Earnest was a bit thicker than his finger but my anus quickly stretched to accommodate. Mr Gallows kept working it in and out, deeper and deeper until it was all the way in; now with seven inches of cock in my pussy and five inches of Earnest in my no-longer-virgin asshole, I felt as though someone had slipped a balloon into me and blown it up. I was chockers! I tried experimenting with a contraction; squeezing my pelvic floor and anus together. The feeling was intense; the pressing feel of fullness became explosive and I felt the flutter of orgasmic contractions begin in my thighs. Releasing my hold I puffed out some quick breaths, fanning my breasts with my hands trying to chase the orgasm away. I opened my eyes and saw Mr Gallows biting his lip and taking shallow breaths, trying to forestall his own climax. I relaxed and didn't move a muscle, waiting for him to regain control and praying he wouldn't come.
"Ready?" I asked.
He nodded and reached behind me again. I felt pressure against my anus and heard the click as he flicked the switch on.
"I don't feel anything," I said.
"It's pressure sensitive; it doesn't go off until I flex my dick," he explained.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips up to his ear. "So what are you waiting for?" I breathed.
That was all he needed. For a moment I felt his cock bulge inside me, and then an explosion of pure ecstasy as my loins, pelvic floor, abdominals and asshole clamped down in a vice-like grip, squeezing both shafts like a boa constrictor. It was a fucking remote control orgasm. One moment I was hot and wet but in control; the next I was coming like runaway train. My breath blasted out of me in a high-pitched squeal, right next to his ear. He jumped in fright and tried to pull out of me but I was clamped down so tight he couldn't lift me off. He released the flex of his penis and the orgasmic sensation disappeared as quickly as it arrived.
I dug my nails into his shoulders. "More!" I yelled, shaking him. "Do it again!"
Just for a moment I felt his dick throb and then the orgasm smashed into me again, delivering crushing pressure around his cock. I was out of control; I screamed, back arching and hips thrashing into his stomach. I writhed and ground against him, twisting and pulling and trying to move his cock against the crushing friction I was delivering. The orgasm ripped through me in waves, each one more powerful than the last. I was gasping for breath, tears streaming down my face when the most powerful wave hit me, bucking my hips as the dam burst and I ejaculated all over his cock and balls.
He dug his fingers into my buttocks, straining with the effort to hold the flex of his cock. He grunted as it became too much to hold and my muscles released him when he finally lost the battle. I was floating down from my orgasm, rotating my hips, using his cock to stir my juices deep inside. The friction of this last movement finished him. He thrust his hips and pumped his cock, my muscles clamping down again as his balls tried to pump cum through the constricting grip of my pussy. It increased the pressure of his ejaculation and I felt cum jetting into me, threatening to blast me off his shaft like a bottle rocket. With each pump, my pussy released him and then constricted down again tighter than before, each contraction squirting his cum back out my entrance and washing over his balls to pool with my own juices.
When he was spent and my muscles had released him, I reached back and pulled Earnest out of my ass then fell forwards on his chest, exhausted.
"You created an instant orgasm machine," I marvelled. Did you know it would do that?"
"If I'm truthful," he panted, "it worked a little better than I planned."
"How did you know how to make it? Are you some kind of closet nutty professor?"
"With degrees in Electrical and Mechanical Engineering and an insatiable eighteen year old sex goddess lover, it would be weird if I didn't build sex toys, don't you think?"
I felt a little pride at the sex-goddess reference. "Eighteen? I skipped Grade 3; I'm sixteen," I said. He jumped like a dog bit him on the ass. "Relax. I'm fucking with you," I laughed. "I was eighteen long before you defiled me." He breathed a sigh of relief.
"I didn't know you were an engineer," I said seriously. "Why did you become a teacher?"
"I didn't like serious engineering; I just like tinkering with gadgets," he explained. "Small appliances have the most ingenious little parts that can be combined in ways the manufacturer never dreamed of."
"You've got more ideas?" I asked
"A couple. Why?"
My eyes lit up. "Make me something! A surprise! Call it payment for the three-way stranger fantasy."
"I thought this was payment for the three-way stranger fantasy."
"Don't be stupid. You'll be paying that off for the rest of your life."
"God, I hope so," he smiled.
And that brings us to Ike and Mike. A few weeks after the episode with Earnest 2.0, I was just about to sneak back into the senior girls' dorm after sex with Mr Gallows when he stopped me.
"I have a present for you," he smiled, holding out a wooden box about the size of a book.
"Oooh, goody. Is it like your last present?"
"Different," he said, as if that answered my question. "Open it."
I opened the box. Inside, nestled in red velvet were two flesh coloured sex toys. One was about six inches long and an inch in diameter; the other one was four inches long and a bit narrower. In every other respect they were identical. The business end was bullet-nosed and the widest point in the shaft. From there is tapered gradually to a narrow waist at the base and finished with a saddle shape that looked like it would fit snugly against the vagina entrance. I recognised them as vaginal plugs – you slip them in, put your clothes back on and then go about your business. I could see a touch-sensitive button on the base, so these were probably vibrating plugs.
"Why two?" I asked.
"Unless I'm mistaken, you and your roommate seem to share more than just a room," he replied, smiling at the recollection of Rupali blindfolded and tonguing my pussy while he fucked her doggy-style to her first orgasm with a man.
Hmmm. Hers-and-hers vaginal plugs, we could wear them at school – might make it harder to concentrate on the teacher, but I was game if Rupali was.
I picked up the little one – presumably mine – and studied it; it looked completely normal. I looked up at him. "So what did you do to them?" I was almost afraid to ask.
"Switch it on." He was teasing me, drawing out the discovery.
I touched the switch and it buzzed in my hand – almost completely silent – then tapered off. Five seconds later it gave another small buzz; obviously this was a low setting. I touched the button again and the vibration was a little stronger; but then it died away to almost nothing before building back up. Medium, I guessed. I was expecting a high setting next and I wasn't disappointed. I touched the button again and the vibrations went through my hand and buzzed all the way up to my elbow. I almost dropped it in surprise. It was powerful, but no more so than some of the new vibrators in the dorm toy box. It was much quieter though, as a plug should be if you take it out in public; they were obviously top quality and probably very expensive. I tapped it again and it switched off.
I looked back up at Mr Gallows, he was smiling cryptically. I must have missed something because I couldn't see any modifications at all. "Feels like a normal vibe," I said. "It's a nice one; don't get me wrong – I'm very grateful. Did you modify it?"
"Maybe it's broken, try the other one." He moved his hand over his mouth in a vain attempt to hide a big grin. He was fucking with me and I knew it.
I was wary. "Is the other one the same? It's not going to electric shock me or anything?"
"Exactly the same," he said, emphasising the first word.
I picked up the larger one and touched the switch. "Holy crap!" I squeaked in surprise as BOTH of them started on low setting in my hand. I thought I must have touched both buttons accidentally; I swapped the small one to my left hand and touched the button on the larger one. Both of them changed up to medium. My eyes boggled, I couldn't believe it. I touched the button on the small one this time and both flipped to high; another touch and they both switched off.
"Jesus Christ!" I stared at him in amazement. "Psychic vibrators!"
He cracked up laughing. "Not actually psychic, just linked by RF transmitters."
"Huh?"
"You know those luggage tags you use at the airport and if anyone tries to make off with your bag then an alarm goes off on your key ring?" he asked. I nodded. "I wired in the chips from two of them so that when you trigger #1 it also sends out a signal to trigger #2 and vice versa."
"Incredible," I marvelled, still cycling through the settings and feeling both change in my hands. I held them at arm's length and they still worked. "How close do they need to be?"
"Operating range is about three metres," he said.
I gave him the small one and walked across the room with the big one. Suddenly it came on in my hand. "Did you do that?"
"No, it's a glitch," he explained. "Because I used the anti-theft luggage tags, when they get separated they both send out a radio blast and switch each other to the next setting."
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“Oh, Shit!” I heard my boyfriend Brian shouting in the other room. “My COVID test result is positive. I have to quarantine for 14 days!” “You better move to a hotel or something. I don’t want your bug!” I shouted. In an hour, he was all packed and leaving for his family’s summer home, fortunately, unoccupied at this time of year. I put on a mask, cleaned up all surfaces, and took a home-based COVID test, which was negative, and I was vaccinated too, so I was relieved a bit. Brian called me,...
Hello again, i have another true tale for you and this one is one of my very 1st sexual experiences hehe. now i was torn between telling you about the first time i discovered the pleasures of masturbating or my 1st use of sex toys. but with age etc to consider i decided to do the later. if you want to hear about the first time i masturbated I'm more than happy to chat privately about that.This particular event, a pretty big event in my sexual awakening if you ask me happened a couple of month...
I practically bounded up her front steps. Sunday afternoon was always play-time, and the bag of toys in my hand was going to make today extra fun.My red-haired slut met me at the door, wearing one of her trademark loose blouses and drawstring trousers. That meant she was eager to give me access to her fine soft skin and finer pussy. During the week, she usually wore stretch pants, and I loved peeling those down to her ankles for a quickie. On our Friday nights, I liked her to meet me pantiless,...
Straight SexThe Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping he'd decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black...
Introduction: Family Guy part 1 The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Griffin The Unexpected Consequenses Of Being Bound Together Testing The Toys Part 1 Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone...
For the first time in months, Stacie was breaking her tradition. Her computer was open, but her eyes did not linger on it, despite it being past 8:50 pm already. She was waiting for her master to log on, as she had for months, but today- tonight- was a little different. The first thing that was different was that she was no longer a sixteen year old sex slave, as she had been since she had met her master. Her birthday had been today, complete with a party. Friends, cake, presents, and...
I had just finished eating my lunch and was walking from the cafeteria to my office when my cell phone buzzed. I was pretty sure it was a text from my girlfriend Ann, since I knew she was on her lunch break too. Having my hands full with my lunch bag and my drink, I figured I could wait until I got back to my office to see what she had to say. After only a couple more steps, it buzzed again. Now this was somewhat unique and I decided I should see what was up. The first message was a text...
My wife was constantly doing this, maintaining her pleasure and her pleasure only, god knows how long it had been since I had been inside her; but I thought to myself that will be coming true tonight. Anyways her pleasure to me was always more important and I loved seeing her moan. We both had showered together and not once did she touch my dick, it was simply hands on her and make sure she is satisfied. After showering we dried off and moisturised and then I laid down on the bed and...
Thursday late evening I managed to run away from the office as soon as my Boss left the building; just like Elvis used to do.I hurried in my car to get home; I was a bit tired but horny at the same time. I wanted to tie my sensual Ana naked at the bed…I found my sexy babe kneading on the floor, looking inside the basket where she kept her sex toys… our sex toys…Anita was wearing just a tight tank top and black stilettos. I noticed she had shaven clean her sweet mound. I also could see her pussy...
Testing the ToysWe met, quite by accident, at the DVD section about femdom and male submission in one of those adult bookstores that no longer really sell books. The guy I shall call Jacob spoke first, asking if this kind of video was what turned me on. With my response being yes, he inquired whether I was submissive or dominant, as he had seen me earlier looking at various devices to use on the male in bondage situations. When I indicated that I now was pretty much restricted to the submissive...
For this story theme, sex toys come to life. They have only one goal and that is to fulfill the purpose they were made for, and that is to fuck humans. As to how this happens and whether or not humans consent of course is up to the writer. As with most of my stories I leave this open to whatever the writers want to do as long as the theme is "Sex Toys Coming to Life". As far as what can be used as sex toys, I'm limiting it to things that are actually made to be sex toys "dildos, pocket pussies,...
FantasyEddie opened the door and I stopped in my tracks, a puddle of rain water gathering below me. "I've never been to one of these." I whispered as quietly as I could. "Can't say that anymore." Eddie sound rather loudly, drawing attention our way. The store was a sex store. It had sex everywhere. In front of me were aisles of DVD's that were all triple X. There were racks of magazines that were only nudes. I didn't know that made that many. Sure everyone had heard of the the money...
I've performed as a sex toy for a dominant woman this past year. It was never my fantasy to be a sex toy, but here's what happened. One day, I searched through the website profiles in my area, looking for someone that shared my smoking and orgasm control fetishes. This particular time, I found four profiles that were close to what I was looking for. I typed up an introductory message, and sent the message to the four women. One replied rather quickly, saying that I lacked experience in orgasm...
The school week went on with little fanfare as it was report card week, so both Gwen and I were bombarded with work. Writing down comments for 60 kids in every category of learning is exhausting and brain-numbing. So on Friday, Gwen and I went out for drinks, to celebrate another ending of report card reporting; Rob was out of town as was often the case. After a couple drinks we left, Gwen saying she was exhausted and needed some sleep. I laughed and said it was only 7, but I too was pretty...
The phone rings , it is you on the other end asking me when we are going to get together again. I ask when is a good time for you and you say you have no plans for tomorrow. I agree and ask where we will meet,you say you are going to rent a hotel room for the night . I tell you to call me tomorrow with all the details and hang up. I sit down and pour myself a glass of wine thinking about the preperations I am going to need to do before tomorrow night,thinking to myself I am going to have a few...
Erotici received the email on a wednesday afternoon at 5pm. All it said was be my house friday night at 7:30 pm sharp! Do not dare be late. It does not matter what you wear as long as you wear a thong under your clothes and your 6" heels. The moment you arrive at the house you will strip and the rest of the directions will be given to you then. As i sat an read it i could feel my pussy already throbbing and getting wet. i knew Sir just got some new toys and wondered what they were and if He was going...
Peter Griffin was relaxing at home. His daughter Meg had gone out to the mall to do some shopping and his wife Lois had gone to town to do the same. Since like most men he was no fan of shopping hed decided to stay and relax by watching some of his old porn videos on their new 60 inch flat screen TV. His wife had been gone about 3 hours before she returned home. Lois was wearing a short black skirt and short white cotton top that showed off her well endowed breasts. To go with this she wore...
(Can be read alone but is part of the series, "Daddy's Desires") My daughter and I have been having sex regularly for the past month. It was dangerous, because it was always so spontaneous. Neither of us stopped to grab a condom, or even think about the existence of such items. We just went for it, we did what we desired, we followed instincts that neither of us previously knew we had. We made love. We had sex. We took it rough, we did it slow. We simply could not stop. My adorable princess...
Incest(Can be read as a stand alone but is part of the series "Daddy's Desires") Mydaughter and I have been having sex regularly for the past month. It was dangerous, because it was always so spontaneous. Neither of us stopped to grab a condom, or even think about the existence of such items. We just went for it, we did what we desired, we followed instincts that neither of us previously knew we had. We made love. We had sex. We took it rough, we did it slow. We simply could not stop. My adorable...
IncestDave sits at his desk, mountains of work piled up around him. There are files on his desk, files in stacks on the floor and more files stacked up on the chairs reserved for his clients. He looks up from his work and surveys the insurmountable pile of work around him.The window behind him is dark. It's well past sundown and he knows he won't be going home for hours. So is the life he has chosen. He grabs his pen and points his weary eyes down to the papers in front of him.Just as he's settling...
BDSMI never was into toys. My first was a gag present after my first c***d was born. A black vibrator - nothing special. It was fun occasionally, but no big deal.Playing on here really made me think I wanted to try something else. I bought a dildo online (was pretty scared someone else would get the mail). It was more fun. It felt more real - at least in helping out some fantasies. I played with it for a while, sometimes while talking to people here.One day online I met someone who said she could...
This is the fourth installment of the Geezer series. It can be read as a stand-alone but it will make more sense if you have read the first three parts as there are references to what happened earlier. If you take the time to read it, please take a few seconds to vote and comment. It’s the only way I know what you think. Chapter 1 I woke early and checked the clock—6:17. In other times I would have reached for my cock and started stroking in the hope of getting off. But I hadn’t jerked off in...
This is the fourth installment of the Geezer series. It can be read as a stand-alone but it will make more sense if you have read the first three parts as there are references to what happened earlier. If you take the time to read it, please take a few seconds to vote and comment. It’s the only way I know what you think. Chapter 1 I woke early and checked the clock—6:17. In other times I would have reached for my cock and started stroking in the hope of getting off. But I hadn’t jerked off...
NovelsI was shopping for something sexy to buy my new girlfriend. Christmas was coming soon and I knew I wanted to be cumming too. (pun intended) I looked at silky gowns and wondered over to the toy section. I saw the strap on selection and thought, I wonder if there is anything in the to get the girl off other than just the thought of doing her man ? I ended up picking out a double dong and a small butt plug. I had a few experiences with other men and while I had chances to, I avoided having...
Chapter Ten: Big Sis Plays with Her Toys By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Cheryl Elliston “Hi, Mom,” my eldest daughter said, her face pale, her posture stiffening. “About what?” Zoey thought she was in trouble. And why not? It was after 3 AM, and she was just now getting home from her work at Dairy Queen. What had she been up to after her shift ended? I had fallen asleep waiting for her to get home and begin her seduction into Clint's harem. I sat in my bathrobe, naked beneath,...
My introduction to the world of toys!! It was another boring day in Portland. That kind of grey silvery sky that just makes you want to do anything other then what you are doing now which, was in my case getting ready for my half day at high school. I was an 18 year old senior I only needed 1 more credit to graduate so my school life consisted mainly of study hall and one science class. It was a wednsday and I didn’t feel like going. I jumped on trusty scooter and headed toward town. I...
It was just a usual day, Jack was watching TV at home after work. He was single although there way endless girl he’d like to fuck but he just never really had a chance, he wasn’t that much of a romantic guy and his relationships never went well. So he was sitting there alone as suddenly he hear a loud bang from downstairs. „Shit, on of the boxes fell down again…“ he thought and went down. But it wasn’t the boxes making this noise, it was something different. There was a huge red circle on the...
Mind ControlJessica stood at 6 foot with perfect C breast and a sexual appetite that could make a nympho blush. She stepped out of the shower the water beading all over her body. She towelled herself off slowly she loved the feel of her fluffy towel on her skin. She loved the feel of the towel on her shaved pussy more; she was excited for what was going to be happening in a couple of minutes. Her pussy dripping and excited needed to orgasm there and then, she took the towel and rubbed her clit and her slit...
Group SexMy sister came to live with me about a year ago. I hadn’t planned for it nor did I especially want her to move in. It was just one of those things. When I was 18 years old, four years younger than my sister, I got my first job sacking groceries. I worked in the evening after school and I hated it. It was a terrible job with a boss who was a tyrant. I vowed then and there that I would work as hard as I could and retire as early as I could. And so, I worked until I was 36. I built up a small,...
Introduction: Older sister satisfies brothers curiosity Lucy stared down at her brother sitting at the kitchen table and pouring a steady stream of maple syrup over the pancakes in front of him. She was always amazed how such a scrawny boy was able to eat so much and not gain any weight. Are you even tasting that, Sammy? He looked up at her, cheeks full like a squirrel, and nodded. She couldnt help but smile. It was times like this that she had to remind herself that he wasnt her baby brother...
Join the CHYOA Fan Server and discuss this story and many more with the community: https://discord.gg/DQn3bVH If you want to support me and my work, please check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/redragonlite This is the first and last chapter out of context. Here the premise will be explained, and all characters you may choose from are listed, each with a reference picture and a description! Premise: A new website by the name analfucktoys.vip. On it users may buy and sell anal fuck...
FetishShuffling down the sidewalk, you past several stores and shops that blended to together to reach you car. "Why is this place so dead." you commented on your city's downtown, switching the bags in your hands for your keys. Not feeling them in your jacket pocket, you that a full stop to check the other. Still not feeling them, you put down your bags of food, and dish soap to check your pants with both hands. Giving yourself a quick pat down, you finally feel them in you back right pocket....
FetishThe city I live in, like any other large city, has a number of sex stores. One of them, my favourite, is a female-exclusive store that is aimed at giving women a relaxed and protected atmosphere when shopping for toys, since we tend to be shy and embarrassed around men when it comes to our intimate desires. I love visiting there on occasion, because I'm always curious to experiment with new and different toys, find some stimulating "material", and also because it's the place where I get...
Mindy was a very good looking 18 year old in high school, she had 36c breasts she was slim and tanned with no tan lines, blond, blue eyes, and she loved sex. All the boys fantasized about her and she enjoyed teasing them all. She was however already with someone named Nick. Nick was a 19-year-old guy he was slim but muscular brown hair and green eyes.Mindy liked sex so much in fact that all she couldn’t think about all day was Nick who wasn’t in any of her classes. One day she couldn’t stand it...
Mr. Ronald came by the burger joint I worked at and asked me if I wanted to work my part time job that evening. I was glad that he put it that way so my coworkers would not know what I was doing after I left work. When my shift ended Mr. Ronald was waiting in the parking lot. I went to his car and slid into the passenger seat, Mr. Ronald told me 'there's no party tonight, I want you and me to have some fun. I've got some new toys and I think you will like them.' I asked him 'if it's just you...
HOW I’VE BECOME A SLAVE TO MY TOYSIt’s been a while since I have written a short story about things I like to do. It has been a long time since my wife and I have had anything to do with each other as far as sex is concerned. Basically she stays in one end of the house and I the other, this is good for me in a way. There are many nights that I like to stay up late and search the internet for ways of playing with one ’s self. I am into bondage and always want to be punished hard; I like to go...
My wife finds new ways to explore with toysMy journey into the wonderful world of open and exhilarating sex started out very slowly. Like most men, I seem to be constantly aroused and ready. This unfortunately is not quite the same for all the women I know. My wife and I initially had some great and almost regular sex. Like most cases though, this started to wane and almost became non existent. There were times when we did not have any intimate contact for up to 3 months. I know because I...
He gad been with her for 2 years, at the start of our first semesterSimon had become my school buddy, we always did our university courses together and even if we didnt saw each other alot out of campus living 30 minutes aways each on one side of the cityHe was cuban. a bit taller than me and a bit bigger, i was better in fasy space spot and he was better in strenght one so we made quite the pairIt happened at his party at the end of semesterWe partied hard and were smoking weed outside when...
-this story contains some rather hard femdom, you are warned. -be honest in your comments but be fair please. I just woke up and I heard my girlfriend getting out the room when i realised that i was still tied to the bed. I was lying on my belly with my hand bound wide open, kind of like a cross. I even think i still had some anal beads in me but i wasn't sure because she literally had fucked me senseless. We went shopping yesterday and our last stop was a sex shop. She bought a...
PERSIAN STYLE VENGEACE ??????????????????????????????????????????????? TEACHER HAS NEW TOYS By Sonya Esperanto ([email protected]) These are Mr X?s characters, a non profit story and for people above 18. Synopsis: About some superheroines who fall under blackmail and become the bdsm slave of a high school teacher who really hates their popularity. (This story takes place in an alternate world similar to DC Comics? Vertigo title ?Y the Last Man?, where a virus had been...
Hours later, slowly moving, Robin awoke, noticing that everyone was still asleep, even though it felt like it was getting late. Turning, moving to get up, needing to pee, she saw her brother’s naked body lying against her and changed plans. Moving down, her head laying against his thigh, she slowly opened her mouth and slid the head of his soft prick into her mouth, beginning to suckle on it like a baby animal. She longed to make him happy with her, and with this one thing, she knew that he...
I was waiting in the living room when you came through the door. "Hello my Pet." I said.You immediately recognize my greeting as a master calling on his submissive, and obediently knelt to the floor with your legs tucked under you and your back straight, posed proper waiting for your commands.I come up to you and begin lightly stroking your hair as you begin to purr."I have a surprise for you my pet. Come with me to the playroom."Your eyes sparkle with the excitement bubbling inside you, but...
BDSMMom had so much fun with the toys that Brian had bought for me, that she had went down to the sex shop. It's the same shop that dad has been buying his videos. Mom is looking around and sees all these huge dildos.Mom picks up one, looks at it, asks the girl if she could hold the real thing in her hand. The girl opens it, puts in some batteries. She turns it on for mom, explains the different speeds and explains the different ways to use it.Mom is getting thrilled. She asks about the...
As I sit at the conference, I realise I haven’t heard a word the last speaker has said. My thoughts keep constantly drifting back to last night and Joanne, the hotel receptionist kneeling between my legs as she used her tongue to bring me off. The smile and sparkle in her eyes when she told me she would be working for the next few nights signalled that she didn't want last night to be a one-off.As the afternoon session draws to a close, I decline the offer to join a few of the delegates for a...
ToysEditing thanks to techsan and jazzygrirlinNC mistakes are my fault Fourteen years ago. I am in our family living room. My head hurts from where my mother hit it with a table lamp. My father is lying on the floor, gasping for air. My mother walks over to the fireplace and picks up the poker. Mother says, ‘You two have held me back long enough. That ends today.’ Mother walks over by me toward my father. I am scared but I unfold my pocketknife, and when I have my mother’s back I stab her on the...
It was such a warm evening Suk and I decided to sit out on the patio and have our tea out there. We had been there about ten minutes when Wes, her neighbor and one of the guys in our group, yelled over the fence at us. We had found out that before my hubby met him with the intent of introducing him to Suk, he had been spying on us for a while. Most of the time she and I would be completely naked. Tonight, in our panties, we invited him over to share some tea with us. Aside from our weekly...
*********************************** Note from the autor: first thing first, you may have guessed, I'm French, so I apologize for my poor english. secondary: contributors are welcome, I just want this story to grow (he he) and be surprising for me as well. *********************************** It was a cold and rainy Saturday morning, but they didn't care. Having left the children at their grandparents' house for the holidays, the couple enjoyed the upcoming weekend. Taking a lazy breakfast,...
It was such a warm evening Suk and I decided to sit out on the patio and have our tea out there. We had been there about ten minutes when Wes, her neighbor and one of the guys in our group, yelled over the fence at us. We had found out that before my hubby met him with the intent of introducing him to Suk, he had been spying on us for a while. Most of the time she and I would be completely naked. Tonight, in our panties, we invited him over to share some tea with us. Aside from our weekly...
You called and said you had some free time this afternoon and wondered if I would be available for some afternoon delight. I love sex any time of day and jumped at the chance to have some hot wet fun with you. I mention I need to go to the grocery store for a few things and you offer to come by, pick me up and take me to the store. Perfect!! I had just the plan in mind for a luscious afternoon. I say I will be ready in 30 minutes and you said you will see me then.I go upstairs undressing...