Playing with a box of toys [FM]

As I mentioned in my last post, Christmas was proving to be a frustrating time for me, with no time to myself compounded with looking in on my sister having a great time which only left me more irritable and horny and looking for a release. No surprise then that I found myself spending a bunch of time browsing Craigslist in the hope that something interesting might emerge to pique my interest… and eventually found something local that very much did that.

So, the following afternoon I headed out to the house “to see a friend” (telling said friend that she was a cover story, and where I was really going), borrowed one of the family cars and headed off onto the motorway. Not too much further down the road, I pulled off – not at a junction, but into a service area with a hotel attached to it. The car park was a nightmare – packed to the rafters – but I managed to find a space after a stressful few minutes and parked up. Pulling out my phone, I sent a text message, and after a brief wait got a room number in response. Sending a message to my friend to let her know I’d arrived, I hopped out of the car, headed into the hotel and into the lift to the second floor. After nearly heading the wrong way down the corridor I got my bearings, arrived at the door and knocked hesitantly on it. Initially there was no response, but as I was about to knock louder the door swung open and a face I recognised met my gaze. He was in his early-40s, balding and tall, with a somewhat stern gaze which cracked with a smile as he saw me.

“Come on it” he said, motioning me to pass him into the hotel room, and as I moved into the room I found the bed neatly laid out with what could have been a display set up by a salesman (a joke I made to him that got no response). On display was a Rampant Rabbit vibrator a Hitachi wand and – the piece de resistance which I gazed at with fascination and a little trepidation – a so-called “fucking machine” with a trio of different sizes attachments. I don’t watch much porn but had seen them in use before online and it was this that made me reply to the ad as something I was curious to try.

Still seemingly oblivious to my previous salesman joke, I then got a demonstration of how the machine worked as he plugged it in, switched it on, and talked me through the dial and the various speeds at which the machine operated as it pumped away at thin air before my eyes. I was still nervous having seen it in operation, but that was increasingly offset by a tingle of anticipation at the same time. This was followed by a far more cursory talk through the other toys at his (and for the afternoon, my) disposal, at which point he asked whether I was ready to get comfortable and what I wanted to do to get started.

Having used one before, I pointed to the Hitachi wand and suggested quietly “maybe this?” He nodded in agreement, and as he started to move the other items off the bed carefully onto the floor to make some room he asked if I wanted to undress here or in the bathroom, adding that I was welcome to keep my underwear on to start with. Telling him I’d be okay undressing in front of him, I pulled off the red sweater I was wearing to reveal a lacy black bra underneath, before sitting on the edge of the bed to struggle out of my skinny jeans, pushing them off my legs and down to the floor. I was now down to my bra, some matching red lacy French knickers, and a pair of short red and white striped socks.

At this point, the bed was clear so he beckoned me to come and lay on the side closest to the room’s power sockets, before picking up the Hitachi wand and plugging it into the mains. Asking me if I wanted to use it on myself or let him do the honours, I offered to let him take control of it. Nodding and smiling, he parted my legs with one hand as he turned on the device to bring forth its loud hum with the other.

After letting the wand touch my inner legs with a jolt from its first touch, he spent a little time letting the wand run against my legs and thighs before moving it to the prize spot between my legs. It felt like an intense jolt of electricity as it first touched my pussy – I arched my back, gasped and gripped the duvet on the bed. He backed off at that point, but was soon moving the wand at varying pressures and angles to test my responses as I grew more accustomed to the vibrating device on my private parts through my underwear. I soon became aware of how badly I’d needed a release, as my orgasm was building like a high-speed train that wouldn’t be stopped. In mere minutes, my ragged breath turned to moaning loudly and twitching as my first orgasm crashed over me, until I had to push away from the wand as the sensation became too much.

“That was quick” he said after a brief pause. “Want to carry on?” Regaining my breath, I nodded, and he suggested I remove my underwear. Pulling off my French knickers, I realised how wet they were and thought to myself I should have removed them sooner – a thought I shrugged off as I laid back and allowed him to get back to work with the wand. I’m not sure if he was being more teasing with the toy now – it didn’t feel like it – but my orgasm came more gradually this time as he worked on varying the pressure and angles of the wand on my clit and pussy. My orgasm did come though – less intense but equally pleasurable as I moaned and thrust my hips against the wand as it got me off for a second time. Again I pushed away from the device as the sensations became too great, and this time he switched off the wand as I did so. “You look very wet… think you’re ready for the machine?” He asked. “Okay” was my simple answer, as I wearily sat up while regaining my breath.

After a little thought, he suggested putting the fucking machine on the floor for stability, and so spent time arranging pillows and towels in front of the machine. He then asked which attachment I wanted – 6 inches, 10 inches or 14 inches. The 14 inch attachment was ridiculous and I felt scared simply inhabiting the same building as it; the 10 inch looked pretty normal but the number still worried me (10 inches is a lot!), so I wimped out and suggested the 6 inch. Smiling and nodding in agreement (again, like a salesman reassuring a customer they’ve made a fine choice), he attached the 6 inch synthetic cock, making the machine look somehow more ridiculous. Before inviting me to lay down where he’d prepared he asked if I’d mind taking off my bra, and once I did he spent a moment admiring my body properly before inviting me to get in place. Getting onto the floor, I shuffled around awkwardly to get my head on the pillow and moved the towel under my backside, until I was finally comfortable… or as comfortable as you can be naked on a carpeted hotel floor.

Moving the machine over a little closer, he paused to find a bag and produce some lube from it, which he opened up and spread liberally over the 6 inch protrusion. Asking me to open my legs and shuffle a little closer, he took the head of the machine’s attachment and rubbed it up and down my pussy lips, causing me to shudder from the slightly cold feeling. He then eased the tip of the synthetic cock inside me, before some more shuffling and moving occurred to get me right where I needed to be and the penis nestled within me.

“Shall I turn it on low for you?” he asked. “Uh-huh”, I responded, glancing across to see him slowly and carefully turning the dial attached to the machine. Then, I felt the dildo slowly sliding almost all of the way back out of me, before slipping easily back into my wetness again. After about 30 seconds of these slow motions that were almost frustratingly teasing, I saw him tweak the dial and the movements became faster – I was now being fucked slowly, almost sensuously, and my arousal and wetness began to build as a result. Breathing more heavily and sighing as the cock moved inside me, it was a couple of minutes before he asked if he should turn it up again. “Okay” I said with a slightly strained voice, and I was soon being fucked more quickly but still with a feeling of restraint.

This pattern continued a couple more times, with him turning up the machine a notch after asking my assent to do so. Now I was being fucked at what I’d call a normal speed, and I was loving it – groping at my boobs or holding the floor as I moaned from the uncannily consistent thrusting of the cock inside me. My legs spread wide and up in the air, I absent-mindedly wondered how the man controlling the machine was enjoying the view, watching this dildo rapidly and noisily penetrating my soaking wet pussy.

Those thoughts were interrupted by a question. “Can you cum from penetration?” I shook my head breathlessly – “Not very often” I panted out to him. “Would you like a hand maybe?” he asked, and without a thought I nodded and murmured that I did. I saw him clamber up from the floor, taking the controller with him to move around the other side of the machine – he placed the control knob by his left hand as he knelt next to me, so that his right reached out and began to firmly rub my clit, bringing an additional moan from me beyond those provided by the machine fucking me. I’m not sure how long we maintained this for – a cock literally pistoning in and out of me while he ever-more rapidly rubbed my clit with his fingers – but eventually I panted “I’m gonna cum… you’re making me cum” until I tensed and moaned loudly and repeatedly, his left-hand slowing down the machine as I came while his fingers continued to stimulate my clit until I was spent.

Eventually the machine and his hand stopped, and while I caught my breath again he asked me how I’d found the experience so far informing me there were still a couple of speeds left untouched as I breathlessly laughed at that information. As I recovered, we talked over what to do next, and he suggested that I might want to try the 10 inch attachment now. Against my better judgement, and still wet and aroused, I agreed, and so after letting the current toy slip out of me went about changing the attachment. The new cock attached to the fucking machine, another liberal application of lube was rubbed onto the toy, and for good measure he dripped and rubbed some around my pussy too, causing me to sigh.

Then came the time to ease this new attachment into me – while it initially slipped into me without any real trouble, I felt uncomfortable and even a little pain as it moved very slowly into me, leading to him stopping and asking if it was okay every step of the way. Eventually it was mostly inside me and I was in the right position for him to comfortably turn the dial to a slow speed and let the lubricated cock start to fuck me slowly. It still felt a little odd, and so to help matters I saw him shifting himself and the controller back to the other side of the machine. I wasn’t too sure what he was doing as he held and them moved my leg, until he ducked under it and placed my leg over his back. With some awkward manoeuvering, I felt his tongue reach out to flick against my clit and all became clear. It was perhaps the oddest oral sex I’ve ever received, with this man having to move his body at strange angles to lick and suck on my clit while a machine fucked me, but somehow he made it work, even pausing to turn the machine up to be a little more rapid as my wetness and desire increased and he focused on getting me off again. It took a while, but I came once again – more quietly, it seemed, but satisfying nonetheless.

Again, the machine was stopped while I recovered briefly, which gave him time for another suggestion. “Do you want to try doggy with this one?” I was flagging a little now but having become more accustomed to this larger toy I was still turned on enough to give it a try, and so I picked myself up and shifted onto all fours for him while he topped up the lube on the attachment. This was even more awkward to get into position, as I had to get my head and hips in the right place while he adjusted the machine accordingly too. Once this was figured out everything was far easier – by this point the synthetic cock slid straight into me as he slowly let the machine push it inside me, and with a little more movement I was ready.

We moved through the speeds far more quickly this time, and I was soon being fucked vigorously from behind by the machine – from this position and angle, coupled with its length, it was even more pleasurable, and I was moaning happily as the sound of the machine itself faded into the background compared to the wet sound of my pussy being penetrated.

While I was getting lost in this I heard noise and movement from behind, before the man moved with his controller around in front of me still on all fours – his trousers and pants were gone, and the bulge I’d spotted in them previously was now hanging fully erect as he knelt before me. “Would you be able to do me a favour?” he asked – I knew what the favour was, and a mere nod and opening my mouth was the signal for him to take his decently sized erection in his hand and move it towards my mouth so that I could wrap my lips around it.

Now I was being fucked well from behind, while my tongue circled around the head of his cock and I moaned with my mouth full as I sucked him. He moaned loudly himself as I sucked and used my tongue on him, and after a while of working on him as best I could with the distraction of my pussy being penetrated with mechanical regularity. In the midst of this arousal, without me seeing he turned up the machine another notch – now I was being fucked really hard, so much so that his cock dropped out of my mouth as I moaned louder still.

Perhaps a little alarmed by my response he hurriedly asked “Sorry… is that okay?” I could barely muster a “Yeh” – the big, artificial cock was hitting the spot and giving me what I wanted, and I was being swallowed up in a sea of my own pleasure. Bracing myself against the machine thrusting inside me, I missed the hands on my hips but otherwise was getting everything stimulated I needed. My memories are a little hazy here, but I remember him giving up on my mouth and instead moving back behind me to watch me getting fucked hard and fast as the machine pounded my pussy. I also remember moaning that I was getting close, and hearing him urging me to cum, and to imagine that he was the one fucking my pussy right now. It was a thought that pushed me over the edge I think, as I remember shouting that I was cumming multiple times far too loud for a hotel room before moaning equally loudly through my orgasm and beyond until he finally slowed and stopped the machine before I collapsed in as sweaty heap on the floor of the room, gasping for breath.

After making it to sitting on the bed to recover and some more chatter about the experience I’d just had, he asked whether I was ready to finish the job I’d started. I knew what he meant, and I was soon on my knees on the floor in front of him, coaxing his penis to hardness before taking it in my mouth. Having had so many intense orgasms my focus was to give him some of that in return, so rather than prolonging the experience I blew him vigorous, using my mouth and tongue as best I could. Not five minutes later it was his turn to moan loudly, tensing up before doing so and I felt his cum squirting deep into my mouth. I managed to swallow it all down with a little effort, sucking until I felt him soften and letting my lips slip away from his penis.

While he got his breath back I told him I should probably go, which brought plenty of disappointment from him – he had the hotel room booked for the night and was hoping I could stay, and was almost worryingly insistent for a while before I finally convinced him I needed to get back as I’d promised my family, and that I was feeling sore now anyway (which was true, otherwise I might have stayed to compare the real thing to the machine).

Following an awkward naked hug I found my discarded underwear, and put it on followed by my sweater, jeans and trainers before saying goodbye – with a promise to visit again if I wanted another go with his toys – and returning to my car feeling a little discomfort but a lot more satisfaction after what seemed like so long with no real pleasure at all.

BONUS: For anyone curious, the guy sent me this picture of the machine from the hotel room as I was getting ready to leave and drive to him – https://www.erome.com/a/IR5AfENX

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7mxe3c/playing_with_a_box_of_toys_fm