"And you won't know until you try one."
We agreed to get together again on the weekend. It was nearly four o'clock when we walked out of the restaurant and toward my apartment. I was glad that we had picked a place close to my home; I could walk, because I certainly couldn't drive after the wine. I hugged Emily as she got into her taxi and I told her I'd see her in two days. The walk was good, the cool fall air felt nice after eating and drinking and I took my time going home. I took an alternate route just so I could enjoy the walk.
The stars must have been lined up that day because about three blocks from home I was standing in front of a new boutique, "Amazing Lace", which had a large sign proclaiming "Open for Business." It was rather a bold step for the store to be located in a rather staid neighborhood in a conservative southern city. But, that is why diversity is wonderful. I opened the door and entered the store.
I wasn't sure what I would find. I've bought my sex toys and lubes online. I may love sex and sensuality, but I'm rather shy in public. I'll suck cock like a porn star and begged to be fucked hard, but outside of my bedroom, I may be mistaken for a prude. The store was a grown up version of Victoria's Secret. There were bras and panties, thongs and g-strings, but all were different, a little more mature, edgier, and not the homogenized lingerie for the masses.
"Can I help you find something? Or just looking?" A tall dark skinned woman, perhaps Latina, maybe Indian, stepped from behind the counter and walked toward me. She welcomed me to the store, as she would her home, and placed me at ease.
I told her what I was looking for and she smiled.
"Getting another sister to join the club! I love it."
She turned and led me to another smaller room and turned on the lights to show a display of dozens of vibrators and another one of dildos. The vibrators ran the spectrum from tiny bullets to thrusting cock shaped devices. The dildos varied from glass pieces of art to rubber cocks with balls attached.
"Oh, my, things have changed." My vibrator is an old style massager with a small round head and a cord. You'll never see one used in a porn video, but it has never failed me.
Siara had told me that she had personally tried every model and had her own rating system. She scored them based on fun, portability, effect, and ease of use. She showed me a chart with her rating system for each one. We talked about Emily and what I wanted to give her. She pointed to her two favorites for my needs. Both were reasonably priced and I purchased one of each. She reached for one of the dildos.
"I think I'm just getting the two vibrators."
"This is my gift to you. For being a good aunt."
I got home and put my purchases n the counter as I unwound from the day. I flitted around the apartment, checking mail, straightening up, feeling edgy and trying to be busy. I didn't feel like sitting down. Then I recognized the feeling. I was horny. The wine, the shop, the new toys were all conspiring to make me really horny.
I took the package and headed to my bedroom. I stripped to my panties and bra and climbed under the covers, the electric blanket had made the space warm and cozy. I closed my eyes and ran my hands under my bra and circled my nipple with one finger, then two, then pinched it, softly at first then harder. An ache started in my breast and made its way to my pussy, where it got harder and hotter. I slipped my other hand in my panties, I pulled it back out and spit on my fingers and replaced them, and nestled tem between my lips. I ran my fingers up and down, brushing against my clit on the up stroke and savoring the sensation. I took the first new vibrator and licked the tip. It was small and shaped like a larger lip stick case, and I turned the base and it started to vibrate. I increased the speed from low to high.
I slid it between my pussy lips and rubbed the shaking cylinder against me, touching my clit, and then pushing away. I eventually rested the tip on my clit and pinched my nipples, first one, then the other, eventually twisting each one between my fingers. The effects were quick. The ache grew in my pussy, deepening, swelling to include my pelvis, my legs got numb and then a shot of warmth rushed through my body, flushing my chest and face and taking my breath away as if I sprinted fifty yards. I slumped into the bed, my muscles weak, the vibrator shaking as it rested against the sheet. I turned it off. And I dozed for a few minutes in a dreamless sleep wrapped in my warm bed.
When I woke, I kept my eyes closed enjoying the feeling or being wrapped in the warmth of my bed. But I had an ache, deep in my pussy, different then when I cum. I wanted to be filled. It had been a while since I had been fucked, too long, and I yearned to be fucked right then, to fill me, to make me cum. I reached in the bag and took out the new dildo, a gift from Siara. I coated it in the lube which smelled and tasted like lime and coconut and chili peppers. I took it and rubbed it against my lips, up and down my hole, slowly pushing it deeper into me with each pass. An inch, then two, my cunt stretching to take it in, my juices mixing with the lube, igniting the warmth of the peppers, another inch, in and out with each pass. After a few glorious minutes, my new toy was in me, filling me up, stretching me wonderfully.
I took the bullet and placed it on my clit, the speed set at low, and I slid the dildo in and out of me, slowly at first, then gradually faster. I closed my eyes, imagining my lover's hands on my hips, lifting me off the bed, I thrusted upwards, pushing the dildo deeper inside, and flicking the speed of the vibrator to high. After a few moments I dropped the vibrator and held the clear dildo with both hands, thrusting my pelvis up against it, my thumb brushing my clit with each push in. I felt my cunt muscles tighten, squeezing the dildo, trying to milk it, trying to push it out. I closed my eyes tight, picturing a cock sliding in and out of my cunt, fast and hard, I started to rub my clit, my fingers a blur against it as I tried to cum, I wanted to cum. It hit me hard, different than in the past, a slow tingle in me feet that felt like a roll of surf, gathering speed and strength as it got to my knees and thighs, pressing against my pussy and then exploding into a giant wave of liquid warmth into my belly chest and neck. I grabbed the dildo with both hands, savoring the sensation in my cunt as the waves of my orgasm subsided. I removed it and closed my eyes and drifted to sleep savoring the warmth deep in my cunt.
Emily was right on time Saturday. She handed me a bouquet of flowers and hugged me as she walked into the foyer. She looked up beat, in better spirits than she had been Thursday. We sat at the dining room table and sipped a nice pinot grigio as we ate our grilled pimento cheese sandwiches. The conversation was light; we talked about our jobs and her baby. When I brought out the cobbler, I slid two small wrapped packages across the table to her. Her eyes danced as she lifted the first and gave it a shake.
"Open it, Silly. You're not guessing on this one."
