Sex Toy Smut #5

For most people, erotica and sex toys work in conjunction with each other. Many settle down with a good bit of smut and a trusty sex toy beside them. Others may even read a raunchy story with their partner, before experimenting with a sensual product together. Not only do we bring sex toys and erotica together in our own way, but the authors bring new life to sex toy play, introducing toys to their characters. When reading these excerpts we may find new and adventurous ways to experiment with our own toys – we’re able to bring the realms of fantasy into pleasurable reality.

I will be inviting published erotic authors, on a regular basis, to host a sex toy related excerpt from their work on my blog, for you all to enjoy.

Today we welcome Victoria Blisse with an extract from Scentsual.

Victoria Blisseis a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City.She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.Find out more at http://victoriablisse.co.uk or follow and friend Victoria: Twitter and Facebook 

 

I pulled Rob down a side street.  He looked confused. I kissed the confusion from his lips. I adored the way he gave in to my advances, the way he would instantly forget everything else and throw his whole self into pleasing me. I submerged myself in his kiss. I lost myself in the undulation of his lips on mine and drank in the intimacy of such a moment in the middle of a public space. I heard someone tut as they walked by and it only made me smile. We were not doing anything lewd, I was just beginning to enjoy the intimacy between us. I find it best not to rush such things; a slow start leads to the best sex, in my opinion. 

I pulled away when I began to forget where we were. Right at the moment when the heat got to a level where I wanted to strip naked right in the street and take him on the cobbled pavement. Breath shuddered from our lips as our eyes met and our cheeks flushed. I took his hand and led him further down the street to a sleek, inoffensive looking shop. 

“I need to pick up a few things.” I said and he inclined his head subserviently. I licked my lips; I had not experienced that level of submission for a long time and I was looking forward to using a willing body for my pleasure.

We walked into the small, poky shop. It did not have much room, but what space there was seemed well used. The shop was packed with sexual knick-knacks. I was assaulted by smells of plastic, leather, latex and sex. It was delightfully arousing.

“I’m looking for a good, quality flogger,” I told the man behind the counter as he enquired if we needed any help.  “A paddle, too, actually…and some kind of binding, soft but strong.” The tall, sleek man moved silently from one end of the counter to the other and put down a striking leather whip with many fronds, a rounded, stout paddle and a bundle of red satin ties.

“Anything else, madam?” The shop assistant asked. I pondered for a moment as I looked at Rob, who was blushing a violent shade of red as he looked down at his shoes. I could see his obvious erection pressing to be released from inside his jeans and knew he was turned on, a lot.

“Oh, yes, a butt plug,” I continued, “just a medium-sized one, for now.” I squeezed Rob’s hand and felt his eager fingers squeeze back.

The man brought me three different plugs from which to choose. “That’ll be it.” I said, choosing the middle of the three.  Not big, but intimidating for a man who might never have had anything in his arse before. His eyes widened significantly when he saw the thickness of the plain black base. I could not wait to use my new toy to stretch him open for me. I had my strap-on in my luggage.  I never went anywhere without it.

I paid the gentleman, took the plain white carrier bag and passed it to Rob. He could feel the weight of them in his hand as we walked back to my room, that constant reminder of what I had in store for him.

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