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The Toy Shop Seduction

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I had always been a bit of a thrill-seeker, especially when it came to my sexual adventures. So, when the post-Christmas sales began, I knew it was the perfect opportunity to indulge in some retail therapy with a naughty twist. I decided to pay a visit to the sex toy shop at the mall, a place I had always been curious about but never dared to enter. Little did I know that this simple decision would lead me into a whirlwind of erotic pleasure with a stranger.

As I stepped into the store, a wave of excitement washed over me. The shop was dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere, and the shelves were lined with an array of tantalizing toys, each promising a unique kind of delight. I felt a bit nervous, but my curiosity overpowered any hesitation. That’s when I noticed him—the young, handsome shop clerk who would soon become my guide to a world of sensual pleasure.

“Welcome to our little haven,” he greeted me with a warm smile, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. He was tall, probably in his mid-twenties, with dark hair that fell over his forehead and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me. I felt a sudden heat between my thighs as our eyes locked for a moment.

“I’m Kate,” I introduced myself, my voice slightly shaky. “I’ve never been in a place like this before, but I thought I’d take advantage of the sales and treat myself to something… special.”

“Well, you’ve come to the right place, Kate,” he said, his voice smooth as silk. “I’m Alex, and I’d be delighted to help you find the perfect toy. Something that will make your toes curl and your body tremble with pleasure.” His words were like a seductive caress, and I felt my face flush with anticipation.

Alex began showing me around the store, his hand casually brushing against mine as he pointed out different items. He explained the various functions and features of each toy, his voice low and intimate, as if we were sharing a secret. I was captivated by his knowledge and the way he described the sensations each device could provide.

“Have you ever tried a vibrator before, Kate?” he asked, holding up a sleek, pink device. “This one is a favorite among our customers. It has multiple settings and a flexible tip that can hit all the right spots.”

I shook my head, feeling a bit embarrassed. “No, I haven’t. I mean, I’ve always been curious, but I never took the plunge.”

Alex’s smile grew wider, and he leaned closer, his breath tickling my ear. “Then it’s time for your initiation, don’t you think? We have a private room in the back where you can try out the toys before you buy them. That way, you’ll know exactly what you’re getting yourself into.”

My heart raced at the suggestion. The idea of testing these toys in a private room with this gorgeous man was both thrilling and terrifying. But my desire overruled my nerves.

“Okay,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I’d love to try it.”

Alex led me through a discreet door at the back of the store, into a small, cozy room with a plush couch and a large bed covered in satin sheets. The room was dimly lit by scented candles, creating an ambiance that was both romantic and sensual.

“Make yourself comfortable, Kate,” he said, his voice husky. “I’ll just get the toys we discussed, and we can begin your little adventure.”

I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t believe I was about to do this. As I waited, I ran my hands over my body, feeling the soft fabric of my dress against my skin. I was wearing a simple black dress that hugged my curves, accentuating my small breasts and lean frame. I had never felt so exposed and yet so excited.

Alex returned with a tray filled with various toys, each one more intriguing than the last. He set the tray on the bedside table and turned to me, his eyes burning with desire.

“Now, Kate,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “Let’s start with something gentle to ease you into the world of pleasure. This little bullet vibrator is perfect for external stimulation.”

He picked up the small, silver bullet and handed it to me. I held it in my palm, feeling its smooth, cool surface. Alex showed me how to turn it on, and as I did, the device buzzed to life, emitting a soft, enticing hum.

“Place it against your clit, Kate,” he instructed, his voice guiding me. “Let it tease you, build up the anticipation.”

I did as he said, my breath catching in my throat as the vibrator made contact with my sensitive bud. It felt like a thousand tiny butterflies fluttering against my skin. I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation as Alex’s fingers gently brushed my hair away from my face.

“That’s it, Kate,” he whispered. “Let yourself enjoy it. There’s no rush.”

I moaned softly as the vibrations intensified, my body already responding to the stimulation. Alex’s hands moved to my shoulders, massaging them gently as the vibrator continued its magic. I felt my inhibitions melting away, replaced by a growing hunger for more.

“Now, Kate,” Alex said, his voice thick with desire. “Let’s explore a bit further. This vibrator has different attachments for internal pleasure.”

He demonstrated how to attach a slender, curved extension to the vibrator, and then he gently guided my hand down to my pussy. I felt a rush of excitement as his fingers brushed against my inner thigh.

“Slide it inside, Kate,” he urged, his breath hot against my ear. “Feel how it fills you, how it teases your sweet walls.”

I positioned the vibrator at my entrance, feeling the cool tip against my hot, wet folds. With a gentle push, I slid it inside, gasping at the sensation of fullness. Alex’s hand moved to my hip, holding me steady as the vibrator buzzed within me, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

“That’s it, Kate,” he whispered, his lips brushing my neck. “Let it fill you, let it bring you closer to the edge.”

I moaned, my body trembling as the vibrator’s vibrations intensified. Alex’s touch was electric, his hands moving to my breasts, cupping them gently through the fabric of my dress. I arched my back, pushing my chest into his hands, craving more of his touch.

“You’re so responsive, Kate,” he murmured, his lips finding my ear. “Let me show you how good it can feel.”

With that, he began to kiss and suck on my neck, his hands skillfully unbuttoning my dress, exposing my small, pert breasts. I gasped as his warm mouth closed around my nipple, sucking gently, his tongue teasing the sensitive peak.

“Oh, Alex,” I moaned, my hands gripping the sheets. “That feels incredible.”

He continued to lavish attention on my breasts, his fingers pinching and rolling my nipples as the vibrator continued its relentless assault on my pussy. I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body on fire with desire.

“Now, Kate,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with need. “Let’s see how close we can bring you to the edge. This toy has a special function.”

He adjusted the settings on the vibrator, and suddenly, it began to pulsate and rotate within me, hitting all the right spots. I cried out, my body convulsing as an intense orgasm ripped through me. Alex’s mouth captured my cries, his tongue dancing with mine as he held me through the waves of pleasure.

As my orgasm subsided, I lay breathless on the bed, my body sated yet still craving more. Alex smiled down at me, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

“That was just a taste, Kate,” he said, his voice filled with promise. “There’s so much more we can explore. But for now, I think you’ve experienced enough for one day.”

I sat up, my eyes locking with his, a mix of embarrassment and desire flashing across my face. I had never experienced such intense pleasure, and I wanted more.

“I… I think I need to go,” I stammered, my voice hoarse. “But I’ll definitely be back for more.”

Alex laughed softly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “I look forward to it, Kate. And remember, the pleasure is just a toy away.”

I left the store, my body still buzzing with the aftereffects of the intense orgasm. I knew I would be back, eager to explore more of the erotic delights that Alex had teased me with. As I walked out into the mall, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation for my next encounter with the handsome shop clerk and the world of pleasure he had introduced me to.

Little did I know that this was just the beginning of a steamy adventure, one that would push the boundaries of my sexual exploration and leave me craving more of Alex’s expert touch.

The Sensual Surprise

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Meredith stood at her front door, a slight frown creasing her pretty face. She’d been eagerly awaiting a package from her favorite online store, a new dress she’d splashed out on for an upcoming date. But when she opened the door, expecting to sign for her delivery, she found a large, unmarked box sitting on her doorstep. Confused, she picked it up, noting its weight. It was heavier than she’d anticipated for a simple dress. Curiosity getting the better of her, she decided to bring the package inside.

The blonde-haired woman moved gracefully through her living room, her mature figure exuding a subtle sexiness that belied her 53 years. She placed the box on the coffee table and, with a quick glance around to ensure her privacy, tore open the packaging. As she unfolded the layers of bubble wrap, her blue eyes widened in surprise. This wasn’t her dress. Instead, an array of colorful, phallic-shaped objects greeted her. Vibrators, dildos, and various other sex toys filled the box, each one more intriguing than the last.

“Oh my,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing with heat. She recognized some of the toys from her occasional browsing of online adult stores, but she’d never dared to purchase any. Meredith was a woman who enjoyed her sexuality, but she’d always been a little shy about exploring it fully. Now, it seemed, fate had delivered a box of delights right to her doorstep.

She reached into the box, her fingers brushing against the smooth, cold surface of a bright pink vibrator. It was shaped like a small, curved torpedo, with a rounded tip and a series of buttons along its shaft. Meredith couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like against her skin, how it would vibrate and buzz as it brought her pleasure. She switched it on, and the soft, low hum sent a shiver down her spine.

The thought of her neighbor, a young woman in her late twenties, using these toys made Meredith’s mind wander. She imagined her neighbor’s moans of pleasure as she experimented with each toy, her body writhing in ecstasy. But the idea of confronting her about the mistaken delivery was too embarrassing to contemplate. Instead, she decided to keep the box, a little guilty pleasure that she could explore in private.

As the afternoon sun began to set, casting a warm glow through her living room, Meredith poured herself a glass of wine and settled onto her plush couch. She took a sip, letting the rich, fruity flavor linger on her tongue, as her fingers toyed with the vibrator she’d taken from the box. The soft hum of the toy filled the room, a sensual soundtrack to her evening of self-discovery.

She ran her free hand over her body, caressing her soft skin, feeling the goosebumps rise as her touch sent shivers of anticipation through her. Her fingers traced the curves of her breasts, circling her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks. With a soft moan, she cupped her B-cup breasts, squeezing gently as she teased her nipples with her thumbs.

The vibrator lay heavy in her other hand, its smooth surface a contrast to the warmth of her skin. She brought it closer, letting the tip brush against her thigh, then slowly up towards her center. The vibrations tickled her sensitive skin, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Meredith guided the toy between her legs, feeling the soft, damp heat of her pussy as she teased her entrance. She was already wet, her body responding eagerly to the sensations. With a gentle push, she slid the vibrator inside herself, gasping at the sudden fullness.

The toy filled her, its curved shape hitting all the right spots as it vibrated against her sensitive walls. She moaned, her eyes fluttering shut as she imagined her neighbor, legs spread wide, using this very toy. The thought of being watched, of someone seeing her like this, was both thrilling and embarrassing, but it only added to her arousal.

She moved the vibrator slowly at first, getting used to the sensations, then faster, harder, as her need for release grew. Her fingers worked her clit, rubbing in time with the toy’s movements, sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

“Oh God,” she whispered, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes, yes…”

Her body tensed, every muscle tightening as she approached the brink of orgasm. The vibrator buzzed relentlessly, its relentless rhythm pushing her over the edge. With a cry, she came, her pussy clenching around the toy as waves of pleasure washed over her.

As the orgasm subsided, Meredith lay back against the couch, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She switched off the vibrator, letting it slip from her body, and smiled to herself. This was just the beginning, she thought, her eyes drifting back to the box of toys. There was so much more to explore, and she had the entire evening to herself.

With a mischievous glint in her eye, Meredith reached for another toy, a sleek, black dildo with a realistic shape. She ran her fingers along its length, feeling the ridges and veins that mimicked a real cock. This one, she decided, would feel incredible inside her.

As she prepared to indulge in another round of self-pleasure, the thought of her neighbor’s reaction if she ever found out crossed her mind. But the prospect of being caught only added to the thrill, and Meredith couldn’t wait to see what other delights the box had in store for her.

Little did she know, this was just the first chapter in a series of steamy encounters with her new collection of sex toys, each one more satisfying than the last. And all the while, her neighbor remained blissfully unaware of the pleasure her mistaken delivery had brought.

Watching Me Masturbate

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Being more mature does not mean having no sex drive. Sometimes it means having to work harder for that orgasm that came so effortlessly in our younger days, but many women that are older now have the time to explore their bodies like never before. I’ve always enjoyed masturbating in many different ways. With my fingers, with the water massager in the shower, with a vibrator, pool jets in swimming pools. There’s so many different ways. Fingers always seemed the most natural way, but as we get older, some of us may lubricate a bit less than before, and a good lube to keep things slick is a must.

Many times callers will confess they will wake up in the middle of the night and masturbate and then go back to bed. That does happen. In the morning, it can almost seem dreamlike and surreal. I have my bottle of lube on the bedside table, easy to access at any time. To reach over in the dark and make my fingertips all slippery and then start to caress my already excited clit feels wonderful. Masturbating on your back can be the most comfortable for some, it is for me, but sometimes laying on your side and just bucking against your own hand can be very arousing as well.

So many callers will say they edge themselves for hours, days or weeks even. Teasing themselves and not allowing themselves to come to orgasm. In the knowledge that when they do finally allow themselves to cum, it will be a blockbuster. All the frustration of bringing yourself to the brink and back again. Many callers ask if I’ve masturbated in front of my man, since most men love to see a woman pleasure themselves. Yes, I honestly think it’s quite educational for the man to watch that. Men don’t know how to read our minds, if they see how you like to be touched by watching you do it yourself, then they will be better able to please you.

Years ago a boyfriend of mine asked rather sheepishly if he could maybe watch me masturbate. It was so cute how he asked, I could see him blushing as he did. I knew he wanted to, but he didn’t want to seem like some kind of pervert. His timid nature was cute at times. I told him yes, he was free to watch as I made myself cum. I didn’t want a spotlight or anything, but there was soft lighting and candles. He pulled a chair in my bedroom closer to the bed. I laid back and raised my knees a bit, my feet on the bed. I caressed the outside of my pussy before opening my lips. I have long nails, and it feels nice to lightly run the nails all over the pubic area.

Slowly teasing myself, I opened my cunt lips. They were already getting moist. I spread myself wide and I could feel his eyes on me. I could hear him breathing a bit heavily. My performance was obviously arousing him. I dipped my fingertips into my pussy, scooping up some wetness to smear it on my clit. It felt so good. I began to slowly buck my hips up and down as I ground my fingers into my clit. My nipples were hard, my breasts shaking a bit as I bucked back and forth. The squeaking of the bed as I rocked back and forth on it made it all the more real as he watched me with rapt interest.

I alternated between making tiny circles and up and down motions on my pussy. I glanced over at him and smiled as I saw he’d taken out his cock and was stroking it up and down in his hand as he watched me masturbate. He was getting close to cumming as I myself was approaching my own orgasm. I love masturbating, but with someone so intently staring at my crotch is a bit nerve wracking. I did understand however he was learning how I enjoyed being touched, and this little educational show and tell would pay off for me later, when it was his turn to touch me and he knew exactly how I liked to be touched. I came and cried out. So did he. It was enough excitement for one night for us both. I do look forward to the next time we get together and I can see how much he learned from our little lesson.

A Visit to the Spa

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Now that my husband had given me his permission to play with anyone I’d like, I feel as though a great gift has been given to me. I can just be natural and free and see where experiences take me. On the recommendation of a girlfriend, I booked a massage at a new spa in town. I hadn’t had many massages, but if she raved about it so much, I figured I should try it as well. I got undressed and hopped up onto the table. The room was dimly lit with lovely, fragrant candles lit and soft New Age type music playing with pan flutes and chimes and no particular melody. There was a lovely atmosphere here and I was happy to just relax and enjoy myself for the day getting pampered. My husband peter made a great living and we were well off, so days at the spa were no worry whatsoever.

I was laying face down and heard the door close. A man that introduced himself as Sven. He pulled down the sheet that was partially covering me, leaving only my buttocks covered and I heard him opening a snap top bottle of oil and then rubbing his hands together before rubbing it all over my back and shoulders. It felt wonderful, just divine. I was relaxing so well and so thoroughly, I thought I might fall asleep. I had my eyes closed and was just enjoying the sensations. He worked my back, shoulders, legs and feet before having me flip over. I lay there and he asked if I was modest and cared about the sheet, as it was just as easy if it was out of the way. I didn’t care, so he tossed it aside. He worked those strong hands all over my body. He asked if it was ok to do my breasts, not all women are ok with that, so he wanted to check first. I said it was fine.

He massaged them and oiled them and my body was soon betraying me and my nipples were getting hard. He toyed with them a bit and when I didn’t stop him, he continued to go further than perhaps some women would want. He massaged my belly and my upper thighs and hips and he lightly grazed my pussy lips with his hand, as if by accident. He didn’t come right out and ask, but my parting my legs to give him easy access gave him the go ahead he needed to proceed. It’s not just men that get happy endings to their massages.

He drizzled some oil down my slit and then began to slowly and careful massage my pussy lips from the outside. I was in heaven. He worked his skillful hands all over me and then finally dipped his fingers into my wetness. He smeared the wetness from my pussy and the oil together and caressed my clit up and down until I was breathing nice and heavy. I knew he was not going to start moving quickly, nor did I want him to. He went slow and easy and alternated the pressure of how he touched me, firmly then gently, almost to a tickle like touch and then firm again. He found out which sort of touch I best responded to and then he repeated it over and over and I was practically writhing there on the table as he rubbed me to orgasm. I knew I had to remain quiet, since I didn’t want other spa clients hearing me cum, that wouldn’t have exactly been appropriate, but in all likelihood they too were having their own happy ending massages, but we all had to be discreet about it and just bite our lips and enjoy the sensations.

I loved it, and he made me feel so good, needless to say I gave him a generous tip and would be sure to return there and recommend the spa to all my friends. I then slipped into the adjoining bathroom and had a long, hot shower and left there feeling like a million bucks. I practically purred as I drove myself home. I was sure to tell my husband Peter al about my spa adventures when I got home and I know he loved hearing every sinful detail of my visit.

Amusement Park Antics

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I remember years ago seeing a hot movie, it was called “Fear” with Mark Wahlberg and Reese Witherspoon and the boyfriend is a sexy psycho in the movie. There was a very hot scene in the movie on a rollercoaster, some of you may have seen it or recalled it if you’ve seen the movie. I’ll link the clip on Youtube at the end of this post, it’s one of the hottest movie scenes I’ve ever seen. I told my boyfriend at the time I wanted to try it after seeing the movie. Needless to say, real life didn’t go quite as smoothly as the scene in the movie.

He was nervous about getting caught and getting in trouble if we did. I was so excited to live out for real what I’d watched several times on the screen and gotten excited by. We went to an amusement park and got on the rollercoaster. I decided it would be easier if I didn’t wear panties under my mini skirt. So the ride starts and he slips his hand onto my thigh and it creeps up my thigh and finds my pussy. I was already semi wet from the anticipation of the moment. He was looking around to see if anyone was watching us, it didn’t seem anyone was paying attention to us. So I enjoy his fingers.

I could feel the tips of his fingers start to encircle my clit and he was moving them pretty fast. I grabbed his wrist and was really grinding his hand between my legs. Unlike in the movie though, I did not cum just as the ride was cresting the first drop, so I was still wriggling around frantically trying to cum as the coaster jerked us this way and that. It was hit, yet funny at the same time. I was trying so hard to cum before the end of the ride and he was doing his best with his fingers to help me. I swear to God there was likely less than thirty seconds left of the ride when I finally came and he got his hand out from under my skirt just as the ride was coming to a stop. We didn’t get caught.

It was not the easiest orgasm, and certainly not like in the movie. What ever is like in the movies? I thanked him for going along with my kind of ridiculous idea of trying to act out the scene in the movie. I wanted to make it up to him, so I led him to a pendulum ride that was shaped like a pirate ship. He was beginning to wonder what I had up my sleeve, but I didn’t want anything that was going to spin, or turn us upside down, back and forth was tame enough. So the ride starts and I slip my hand into his pants and start jerking him off. I rubbed the head of his cock with the pad of my thumb, smearing his precum around as I jerked him, to have the maximum hand job effect. The poor guy, he must have thought I lost my mind with all these crazy antics at the amusement park.

I tugged on his cock hard, stroking him up and down quickly to be finished by the time the ride ended. I knew if I really worked it, I’d get him to blow his load and he did. I have to admit, these amusement park orgasms for us both were certainly not the highest quality orgasms we ever had, but we both came, the job got done. Trying to cum while you’re being tossed about this way and that is not very easy, I assure you! That time I think someone might have seen us. I noticed when we got off the ride the girl in front of us was staring at us and whispering to her friend as we walked away. Maybe she’d looked back and seen me frantically tugging on his cock. I shouldn’t do such risky things, but sometimes the desire to do something overrides your common sense and you just do it and hope for the best. I think it might be awhile before he offers to take me to another amusement park again, unless I promise to be a good girl that is.

I can’t embed this, since it’s age restricted on Youtube, but it’s one of the hottest movie scenes I’ve ever seen, it’s only two and a half minutes long. You won’t be disappointed.