Sexy Toy Factory の小説・ストーリー

Torture. Back to the stream. I arch, cut falling open completely, breasts spilling free. “Who wants to see me come for you?” I purr, grabbing the toy from the nightstand, which I hadn't realised he had taken back. I drag it along my slit, teasing, then push it inside with a gasp. The vibration kicks on low when I hit the button. BigDaddy69: $25 – scream for me DarkHorseX: $30 – use both holes

I'd used this beast in more scenes than I could count: solo vids where I'd ride it to screaming climaxes, girl-on-girl clips where I'd press it against a partner's clit until she begged, even a few gangbangs where it'd kept me going while cocks filled every hole. "This," I said, holding it up so he could see the gleam under the dressing room lights, "is my secret weapon. Call her 'The Devastator.' Powerful as fuck, with ten vibration settings that go from teasing buzz to full-on earthquake. She's gotten me off on camera more times than any dick— present company excluded, of course." I winked, watching his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard. Jax leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes fi

I cum too soon and release myself in my hand, a good orgasm at least. I wait another few weeks before the urge to buy another thing for Sara rushes over me. I go back on the sex site and look again for the perfect toy. I find a nine-inch, thick dildo that vibrates. It has stellar reviews, and women talk about how it really opens them up. This will be perfect. I order and send it to Sara, just like before. I also include a pair of lacey black see-through panties, I hope the size is correct. Before I hit submit, I see I can include a message with the delivery.

That kind of sex is addictive, and my body recovers quickly. The maid was up there organising all my things while I ate, despite my protests and now I’m trying to pass away the hours while trying not to be pissed at the fact the shithead has moved everything I own here, even down to BOB. The maid opened the first case and there he was in all his purple glory. Nice Mico. Thanks for touching and packing my ten-inch sex toy. I can now never put it anywhere near my vagina knowing that his hands have been on it as it will be like cheating on Lexi. Weird too, considering it’s Mico. Ugh.

"Now, I want you to get your favorite toy. The big one. The one that makes you whimper." I crawled over to my toy chest and pulled out the dildo he was talking about. It was thick and long, made of a realistic-looking silicone. It was my biggest, my favorite, my most challenging. "I want you to suck it," he said. "Get it nice and wet for me. Show me how you'd suck Daddy's cock."

His forehead rested against mine, eyes black with lust and something far deeper. “Trust me, baby,” he murmured, voice low and commanding. “I’m going to make you feel so good on the way there. But you have to be quiet for me. Can you do that?” I nodded, dazed, my body already aching for him. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small, sleek black toy—smooth silicone, curved, with a flared base and a tiny remote in his other hand. My eyes widened, a fresh wave of heat and embarrassment crashing over me.

The first thing I see is an entire wall crammed with sex toys—dildos, vibrators, straps, and cuffs—along with shelf after shelf of things I can't even identify, all in every size, color, and shape imaginable. The surrounding walls are draped with lingerie so sheer it seems to exist purely on a technicality, while posters of half-naked models smile down at us, posing with gadgets I can't even begin to guess the purpose of. What the actual fuck? Tyler gives my hand another tug, pulling me farther into the shop. "Let's find something for you." I don't argue this time. Not because I suddenly think this is a good idea, but because I've run out of energy to fight him.

“I was made for you. For your fingers. For your cock. Please, Sylas… fuck me with them. Make me come.” Sylas smiled and introduced the first enchanted toy… a smooth, glowing crystal dildo that vibrated with magical energy calibrated to Elyndor’s body. He worked it slowly into Elyndor’s hole, the vibrations sending intense sparks of pleasure through his entire body. Elyndor cried out, pushing back against the toy as Sylas stroked his cock with one hand and twisted the dildo with the other, angling it perfectly against his prostate.

Sloane groaned, though she arched her back, pressing her ass against Tatum’s thighs. Tatum chuckled, a dark, triumphant sound. She reached under the hem of her dress, revealing a discreet, powerful vibrating toy she had strapped to herself. Without warning, Tatum shifted her position, lifting Sloane’s dress and guiding the toy directly against Sloane’s drenched slit. Sloane let out a strangled cry, her hands gripping the edges of the sink so hard her knuckles turned white. Tatum didn't stop there. She pushed the toy deeper, using it to fuck Sloane from behind with a relentless, buzzing rhythm.

I'd joked about a blow-up boyfriend before, but Bella proved they actually existed! We decided on a masturbator called a stroker which was billed as ultra discreet in addition to being reversible with two distinct textures to try out. It was supposed to be one size fits all since it was stretchable; I really appreciated how it was packaged in a completely boring box which also came with silicone lubricant and an antibacterial toy cleaner for a full kit. "Shut up! Nate is going to hear you!"