When a friend suddenly turned out to be...
*** We were sitting in our apartment, drinking... Me, my husband Dima, and his friend Igor. We were telling our funny stories, a movie was playing on the computer... Igor, as usual, in the chair in front of the computer, me and my husband cuddled on the sofa. Dima started to "switch off" from fatigue and alcohol. I moved closer to Igor, we started talking quieter. The joke turned to the topic of anal sex.
-By the way, how do you feel about it yourself? Many girls like it, some absolutely can't stand it.
The alcohol relaxed me and loosened my tongue. And we always communicated easily enough, so such questions didn't surprise me much. In principle, I loved discussing something a bit naughty.
/> -Not bad. Honestly, it didn't happen very often, but when it did, I enjoyed it. Just shh... Not a word to him. To be honest, with Dimka, we haven't had it. He's modest, not into chasing experiments.-So you haven't even tried a vibrator egg? — Igor was surprised — The one with the remote control.
-No. Specifically with him, we haven't tried anything like that. I experimented a bit before our relationship, but that's long-forgotten past. Now I'm with him, and well, that's how it is. Do you have a lot of experience?
-Yeah, I have some experience. What about toys in general?
-You know, talking about it now. I left all that in the past and got stuck in family life. Well, I mean not stuck, but I'm in it — I caught myself, saying it somehow wrong and even laughed.
*** I went to the hallway to my bag while she was sitting on the sofa, stretching her legs. I approach her and place a pink curved object on her legs, right near her pussy.
-Would you like to try? I understand you're married. Just feel it.
*** I was taken aback, pulled my legs in and looked at the object for a long time, not daring to pick it up.
-What is this? Why? Where did you even get this and why?
-It's a vibrator egg. For games — perfect. Come on, take it in your hands. It's just cool. Damn, Dima's right here. You understand you're completely safe. By the way, you wouldn't talk so loudly about your adventures in front of him. Okay, I understand you, but why should he know extra stuff.
Silence. I cautiously took the object in my hands, slowly ran my fingers over it, feeling the material.
-Feels nice.
My husband woke up. I quickly hid the little thing under my butt.
*** I pour another round of alcohol into the glasses. Hand it to my friend.
-Dimon, at least stay with us, have a drink.
He drinks sleepily. We chat. Shooting on the computer. I took the vibrator remote out of my pocket. I pretend to be focused on talking with Dima, but glance at Olya.
*** It vibrated under my butt. I jumped in place from surprise, jerked.
-What the...?
-What happened, honey? — asks my husband.
-Everything's fine. My back twinged. How are you? Really tired?
-Yeah, I'll finish the glass and go to bed.
-It's still early, friend. Sure? — asked Igor.
-I understand, but I'm terribly sleepy. You two will be okay without me? — he asked both of us.
-Well, I came to see you two, but if you're really "crashing," go. I'll be heading home soon too. We'll just finish the movie.
Igor and I exchanged glances, a spark flashed between us. Dima finished his drink and got up from the sofa.
-Well then. I'm off. Enjoy the movie.
-Go, rest, honey. We won't be long.
I myself couldn't get up from the sofa without giving myself away. He left. We were left alone. I took the toy out from under my butt, looking reproachfully at Igor.
-Well... — he says in a whisper — Woke up at the wrong time. Should've, damn, slipped a sleeping pill in his glass.
I hand him the pink thing.
-Put it away out of sight.
-Calm down. It doesn't bite. You liked it yourself. Well, unexpectedly, yes, but admit it was pleasant...
-I am calm. Yes, it's an interesting thing, I agree. It vibrates, but completely silently. Cool.
-See. You even enjoyed it just now. Only Dima's unclear if he's asleep or not. If we knew for sure he was asleep... If he fell asleep more soundly... If we add something to his alcohol, he'll sleep till morning — shows some powder.
I looked warily towards the bedroom.
-Put it away!
-Okay.
-Are you hitting on me or something?
-Ol, drop your worries. Didn't you like it just now? The only thing I want is to hear your reaction to the toy. Don't look at me like that. I'm not saying right here. I'll go out on the balcony now, you go to the bathroom, and just send a voice message during the "tasting" and that's it.
-If you insist so much on me getting acquainted with this toy, then fine. Sit here, I'll be back.
I took the toy from his hands and went to the bathroom. Locked the door. Looked at the pink object for a long time. Buttons. Pressed. It vibrates. Brought it to my panties and pressed it against my clit. Pleasant. Even very. Damn, forgot my phone. Inserted the toy in off mode and came out.
-Forgot my phone.
*** I was sitting in the chair. Then she comes out and looks for her phone. I take the remote and press the button again, causing the toy to vibrate. She almost moaned, clenched her legs.
-Okay, so as not to embarrass you, I'll go to the balcony.
-You can stay.
-Dima won't wake up? Just in case...
-Generally, he sleeps soundly. Who did you use this with, tell me?
-With no one. Just tried how it vibrates. It's cool.
-Yeah, it's cool.
Pressed the "off" button on the remote. We sit and chat. The topic of intimacy always turns me on, and here's a toy inside her too.
-Does this amuse you? — she asks.
-I like your reaction to what's happening. And Dima is definitely sleeping soundly? Just thought of something. Don't be afraid. I won't pester you.
-What are you planning?
-Well, nothing much really. I bought one device for a girl. You know what a device is? Of course. Well, here... Anyway... I don't know if it will suit her. It's not something to insert inside, why are you reacting like that? I want to see how it will go with black.
I go to the bag, take out the needed item, approach her.
-Can you try it on? — I'm holding a purple collar in my hands.
-Just thought about what colors of lingerie it would go with. Please stand up — he spoke quietly, even with a hoarseness.
*** His tone of voice and persuasiveness aroused curiosity in me. I silently nodded, moved my medium-length chestnut hair aside, holding it. He gently throws the collar around my neck. Fastens it. The collar sits loosely.
-Can I tighten it? — he asks and tightens it more.
I catch my breath. His hand takes the ring on the collar, where the leash attaches, presses down a bit. Leads me to the mirror in the hallway.
-Look how it suits you.
Positions me sideways to the mirror and pulls down on the little ring.
-It really suits you. See, nothing scary happened.
I was silent for a long time, admiring myself in the mirror. A sly smile appeared on my face.
-I like it.
Put my hand on the collar, looked at Igor through the mirror.
-Let's go have a drink to relax — leads me by the collar to the sofa.
-Listen, have you ever had a thought about MMF? I'll be honest, I have.
-I had MMF once, but everything happened somehow, apparently, not very well, I wasn't particularly impressed. Why?
-Yeah, that's because you need to try with the right mindset. The girl needs to enjoy it. Apparently, the guys were only thinking about themselves. You definitely tried this before marriage, right?
-What are you hinting at?
*** -Mmm... — I thought.
I go to my bag and take out a toy... A dildo with balls on a suction cup.
Place it on the table next to her elbow. It stuck.
-And? Did I understand correctly? — she asks confused, even with fear.
-Well, what's stopping you from playing with it a little? — I offer.
-Are you even normal? Doesn't anything embarrass you?
She says reasonable things, but there was excitement sparkling in her eyes.
-Damn, it's as simple as that. What's so bad about it? — I persuade.
In front of her, I take out the remote and turn on the vibrator egg mode. She sighs languidly and crosses her legs. Decided to push her into action. Leaned over the head of the dildo, stick out my tongue, look at her and smile. Switch the mode on the remote, and the toy vibrates more intensely.
*** I can barely hold back from moaning.
-This is madness — I exhale — This can't be done.
I try to take the collar off myself, but it doesn't work.
-Help.
-Why? It really suits you.
I start to freak out, almost tearing the collar off myself.
-Okay. Let me help.
I carefully take the toy out from under my dress right in front of him and hand it over, not thinking that it's all covered in my juices.
-You liked it. Calm down.
He licks the egg right in front of me after my pussy.
"What the hell is he doing."
-Here, look...
He leans over the dildo and licks its head.
-What's so scary about it?
This idea interested me. I get down on the floor, squat next to him, carefully take the head of the dildo in my mouth, suck.
-Good girl. Now stick out your tongue. More. Take it deeper.
I take it deeper, as I can. Take it out and swallow it again. I get into the groove. Closed my eyes. At one point, the head of the dildo touches the inside of my cheek, and Igor kisses me right on that bulge. This didn't embarrass me, and I took the dildo out of my mouth and reached for a kiss. I completely stopped thinking, as if disconnected from reality. We kissed, and then our tongues intertwined on the dildo as we licked it simultaneously. I didn't look away, I really liked what was happening. I even forgot that my husband was in the next room.
-Like it? Would you like that with a real one?
-It would be interesting to try.
Igor lightly takes my hair and presses my head down to take it deeper. The dildo is all covered in my saliva. After that, Igor kisses the head of the dildo, takes it a bit in his mouth. I like watching. I'm very aroused. With my hand, I reached for my crotch, stroked my pussy with my fingers. Sighed.
-Would you like to control me a bit?
-How? I don't know how. Can you lend me the toy again? And do you have anything else?
-Maybe there is something... So, which toy to lend? You didn't specify. -Show me what else you have. I'm interested.
-Aren't you afraid Dima will wake up?
*** I brought the bag into the room, opened it completely in front of her, and there was a whole arsenal... Butt plugs with vibration mode, simple vibrators, handcuffs, clamps. She looks at all this with wide eyes. I closed the bag so Dima wouldn't accidentally see.
-What is all this for and for whom?
-Ol, are you seriously not into such things? This is an insane variety. Not meant for anyone yet, all new.
-Besides a real man, I haven't had anything like that inside me. I'm honestly in shock right now. Why did you buy all this for yourself? And brought it to us...
-I was carrying it with me, hadn't gotten home yet. What's stopping you from trying now? Or did the actions with the dildo not add trust? — I pretended her words offended me.
-Sorry. Let's do this... You choose something yourself then that I can get acquainted with.
-Look... Are your nipples sensitive?
-Sensitive. Why?
-There are clamps. Try them. I'll say right away, at first it's not clear, but after about 10 minutes, if you take them off... A light flick of the fingers can give pleasure.
-What?! I need to undress?
-What??? You're at home. You have a bathroom. You can go there. I'm not saying to undress.
"Look at that... She's already ready to undress? So... Get a grip! Need to behave more than decently, as much as I can."
-Phew... Sorry. I misunderstood.
Olya headed towards the bathroom with the clamps in her hands.
*** I stumbled over the threshold from excitement. "Damn, what am I saying... Undress... What? Phew... Dodged a bullet."
-Sorry — I repeat.
Quickly ran into the bathroom and locked the door. My heart was beating loudly. Calmed down. Took off my dress and bra. Massaged my nipples to make them hard. Carefully attached one clamp first, then the second. At first, the sensations aren't great. A knock on the door.
-You forgot the egg.
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