Sexy Toy Factory Novels & Stories

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."

However, she had not felt Marble's energy for a long time. — After returning home, Clara immediately looked up all the information of Omen's publisher on the internet. She gasped when she found out that the CEO was him. This publisher has only been established for two years but is extremely popular. The comic books of this company are selling very well. Clara is overjoyed to see that the company is recruiting. Her luck came again. "I will become an employee of his company!" Clara spoke to Dove in a determined tone. She will infiltrate his company and get Marble back.

Lucas didn't expect this shy girl to be so wild when she was horny. So Lucas chose to take things slow. Squeezing Luna's boobs again, the difference is that now he really enjoys her elasticity of the boobs while his eyes don't blink. Luna Lee's boobs may not look as big as adult film actresses, but as soon as Lucas tried to touch it with his palms, it was so full that it barely fit in Lucas's grip. "Your boobs are beautiful, Baby," Lucas praised, "and quite big," he said, squeezing gently. “Baby,” Luna Lee groaned, tilting her head, “a bit loud…”

White walls, bright lights, a single padded platform in the center with the machine mounted on top. The Sybian. I've seen videos, read reviews, watched women lose their minds on this thing. It looks deceptively innocent — a curved saddle-shaped device you straddle like a horse, with a textured silicone attachment that rises from the center. You lower yourself onto it, letting the attachment slide inside you while the curved surface presses against your clit. Then the machine does the rest. Vibration. Rotation. Pulsation. All controlled remotely, all designed to wring orgasms from your body whether you want them or not. It's been called the most intense sex toy ever invented. Women have been

Chapter 2 He unzipped the red sack and started pulling things out like he had packed an entire sex shop. Thick black leather belt with heavy silver jingle bells that rang when he shook it. Velvet cuffs lined with white fur, a bottle of lube the size of my forearm. A string of shiny silver anal beads that got gradually bigger, a thick red silicone cock with a suction cup base. My pussy clenched so hard just looking at it all that another trickle of wetness slid down my thigh.

“I know exactly what you need. Come.” Chloe followed her down the aisle, every step making her legs weaker. Her body thrummed as if Valerius’s shadow hovered just behind her, watching, approving. “This one,” the clerk said, picking up a flesh-toned toy from the shelf. It was molded in careful detail, from the gentle curve of the shaft to the subtle veining along its length, no hum, no motor, just smooth, body-safe silicone made to feel as close to the real thing as possible. She handed it to Chloe, letting her feel the firmness that gave way to just a little give under pressure. “It’s built for realism,” the clerk explained, “so the texture and shape do most of the work. No vibration just a

“Boys, you can follow me.” When the boys disappeared in the back, I glanced around the shop, my gaze landing on the seat behind the counter, where Shandling must’ve been sitting. A huge ten-inch-long dildo was suction-cupped to the leather chair, covered in a thick layer of juices. “So, this is a sex shop?” I asked, arching a brow. Shadling giggled. “No! We sell trinkets and gadgets. Nothing like that.” I eyed the dildo. “Right …”

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.

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.