Very Good Vibes: Adult Toys and Temptation

Very Good Vibes: Adult Toys and Temptation

Hello, naughty ones. It’s time for another one of my very naughty confessions. And I’ll call this one Very Good Vibes: Adult Toys and Temptation.

Divorce left me feeling like I was at a crossroads in my life for quite some time. Part of me knew it was time to start exploring new horizons – especially my nether parts. However, my emotional self was a little hesitant to get back out there. Nevertheless, I eventually decided to take a leap of faith and embark on my journey of self-discovery. Part of that journey included a visit to an adult toy store.

Very Good Vibes with Stanley

I wasn’t seeing anyone at the time. However, I still had needs that had gone unmet far too long for my liking. So I decided that I would make do with a battery-operated version of Mr. Right until our paths crossed. And yes, I felt a little embarrassed at first. I mean, as a middle-aged, divorced woman, wasn’t I supposed to be more reserved about these things? That’s what I told myself at first. But deep down, I knew it was time to embrace my desires and celebrate my newfound independence.

I couldn’t help but feel a rush of nerves when I walked into what appeared to be a quaint little shop. The shelves were filled with all sorts of intriguing toys – some of which were more than a little intimidating to a novice like me at the time. Still, I tried to keep my cool as I glanced around although my heart was racing.

As I hesitated in front of a diverse array of sex toys, Stanley, the owner, I learned, introduced himself. His warm, non-judgmental approach quickly put me at ease. He also had an innate ability to make shopping for adult toys an enchanting experience. And he seemed to know everything about every toy he showed me. His knowledge was impressive, and his warm smile only added to his charm.

The longer Stanley and I talked, the more it became increasingly clear that there was more to our connection.

But what made this moment – our very good vibes – unforgettable was when Stanley, with a twinkle in his eye, motioned for me to follow him to a separate room in the shop. Curiosity and a hint of nervous excitement gripped me as I followed him through the door, unsure of what to expect.

Once we were alone in this cozy hideaway, Stanley didn’t waste any time. He leaned in and kissed me. And in that moment, I realized that it was okay to embrace the unexpected and let myself be drawn to the sweet moments that life had to offer.

Stanley backed me against a table next to a shelf lined with an assortment of dildos and vibrators, kissing my lips and neck. I wrapped my legs around his back as he lifted me up, then lowered me onto the table pressing his body against mine. And I heard myself moaning softly when I felt his erection against the damp crotch of my panties.

“I think you’ll really enjoy this one,” he said, holding up a thick, veiny dildo. “Touch it.”

I noticed Stanley’s erection as I wrapped my hand around the toy.

“How big is it?” I asked, feeling my pussy throb.

“Eight inches,” Stanley said. His voice was as thick as the dildo I was caressing. “As am I.”

He quickly slid my panties off and tossed them to the side. Then he spread my legs, and I gasped when he began to tease my pussy lips with the dildo.

“As you can see, it vibrates,” he said with a sly grin. And I moaned in response to all the very good vibes I was experiencing at once.

My clit was growing harder and more sensitive by the second as the naughty toy pulsed against it at different speeds, thanks to Stanley, making my pussy even wetter. Then Stanley pulled my tits out and began lapping at my hard nipples until I almost came.

“Not yet,” he teased, dropping his pants and exposing a rock-hard cock. Then he took my shoes off and pulled one foot up to his mouth and began to explore it with his tongue. I instinctively pressed my other foot against his cock, teasing the bulbous head with my toes.

Stanley moaned and continued to suck my toes hungrily and more suggestively.

Then he started fucking me with the dildo. And it didn’t take long before I felt my pussy contracting and squirting all over the delicious thickness of the buzzing toy.

Still buzzing from the good vibrations of afterglow, I sat up on my elbows and slowly pumped Stanley’s thick cock between my feet until he came all over them. And after he composed himself, he began to bathe my sticky feet with his tongue.

As I left the store with a bag of carefully selected toys a few hours later, I couldn’t help but smile. That day was a pivotal moment in my post-divorce journey. The very good vibes Stanley and I shared that day, literally and figuratively speaking, taught me that there’s no shame in embracing my own desires.

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