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I choke on the sweetness I was eating, not sure I’d heard her correctly. “Come again?” I stammer. “A sex toy company” she repeats. “Think about it. Sex toys have become increasingly popular and I bet you seventy percent of women have it, whether one is single or not. Even men have began embracing it as a way to spice things up in the bedroom” I stare at her, my mouth hanging wide open. “What’s got Ava shocked?” Letty asks, joining us. I didn't even hear her joining us. That's how shocked I was.

I trailed behind him. He moved straight to another door inside the room and opened it, revealing a dimly lit space with red, purple, and pink lights that danced on the walls. My brain froze. My legs weakened instantly. Something inside me screamed loud and deep, and my pussy hissed loudly. I stepped closer to the doorway, and what I saw inside made my heart stop. Sex toys lined the shelves. There were handcuffs in every color. Whips, blindfolds, ropes and Gags. Things I didn’t even know the name of. The air smelled like heat and lust and secrets.

I needed to be taken. My eyes scanned the room, landing on the small, velvet-lined box on my bedside table. Inside lay a collection of toys, gifts from a previous Luna, a woman who understood the unique torment of an Alpha’s wife. My still slick fingers, reached for the box, fumbling with the latch. It clicked open, revealing a vibrant array of silicone and glass. My gaze settled on a long, thick dildo, veined and realistic, designed to mimic a powerful cock. It felt heavy in my hand, cool and smooth against my skin.

The toy chest is at the back of the room so I continue in to the darkness, flipping the light switch on as I go. I crouch down and put my almost empty glass on the soft, white carpet next to me. With both hands I unclasp the strong metal lock and fling the heavy wooden lid open. My eyes roam over the assortment of toys and bondage paraphernalia I’ve collected over the years. My hand runs over the hard cold metals and hard bumpy leathers that spread out over the bottom of the huge container. I select a paddle board and some handcuffs. Then I scan the various vibrators and dildos that are position neatly along the sides of the big, wooden chest on little shelves I custom made. It’s been a whil

Syd consoled and held her until the shaking stopped, kissing her deeply and massaging one small sprout of a breast until she had her jag under control. All at once Syd realized she could use this, use Alice’s loss to her own advantage, get her to try things she normally might never consider in this dazed, vulnerable state. The special bureau drawer, filled with sex toys and lubes, awaited in their bedroom, didn’t it? Maybe, figured Syd, petite little Alice might just go for the strap-on tonight—not a standard size model but the big boy—a favorite of Syd’s to use on her tiny younger partners, especially after oral when they were good and primed and ready for it. If they could take it, that is

Janet calls out. We play three more rounds before Linda The Sex Toy Goddess thinks we're sufficiently warmed up to move on to talking about the sex toys. For the next two hours, we pass around samples of every sex toy imaginable, including some I didn't even realize existed. "Is this what I think it is?" I ask, holding a cylindrical object with what looks like a mouth in an "O" position on the end. "That's in case you get sick of giving Dorian blow jobs," Bailey says loudly.

I imagined myself licking the pre-come from its swollen head. I fought back a soft moan. I was so close to coming. “I’ve begun using sex toys and imagining they’re him.” I thought I heard Father Michaels gasp. Just then I came; the evidence of my sin dripping from my slick, wanting hole. “What kinds of sexual toys?” Father Michaels asked. My eyes went wide. I hadn’t expected he’d want those kinds of details. My face flushed red, but this only excited me more. I was almost too shy to say.

Cheyanne My brain short-circuited. I stared at the plush velvety interior, my mouth agape. Lying on the silk was a collection of high end sex toys. Silicon wands in different sizes, things with literal remotes, a pair of fur-lined pink handcuffs that looked fluffy for a man as rigid as Ronan, along with several others whose purposes I had no intention of figuring out. In the corner was a small pastel pink note. To keep the spark alive

Jackson threw at them as he pulled into the driveway of their regular Sex Toy Store. Carnal Sex Toy store is a popular yet exclusive store. They had upper-class sex toys, and most of their toys were outstanding and invaluable. Besides the Sex Toy Store, there was another store but it was a large and multi-million convenience store, it was predominantly shopped by wealthy and influential individuals, like rappers, some bloodshot drug dealers, footballers, 5-star club owners, rich businessmen, and many more which added to the market value of each toy from Carnal Sex Toy store.

Look under the newspaper. Stacey looked at the slim black box, tied up with red ribbon. It would be chocolates, or a nightie, she thought, trying not to show her disappointment. But when she parted the layers of black tissue paper, she blinked in surprise. The pink rubber object was obviously some kind of sex toy. Slim straps were attached to the sturdy phallus and there was a strange appendage sticking out at a right-angle from the base of the shaft. She touched the oddly shaped wand. It was flat along one side and flexible..