The sign above a doorway that read “Adult Novelties.” Inside we found racks of books and magazines, but a counter at the end of one isle caught Deb’s attention. She grabbed my hand and pulled me straight to it.
“My god! My God!” was all she could say. Then finally she said, “My god, Bill. Look at this one. It’s just like the one the guy in the movie used on his wife.”
Deb was pointing at a huge purple dildo, every bit as large as the one in the movie. “You like it? Shall I buy it for you?” I teased.
“Are you kidding? No way!” she exclaimed her hands drawn up over her mouth. “That thing would rip me in two.”
“Oh, my god!” she exclaimed again. “Why does this one have two… two….”
“Dicks?” I helped.
“Yeah!”
“Well the big one inserts into your vagina. Once the tip is in place, then you swing the shorter, smaller one into your bottom.” I explained.
“You mean up your ass hole!” She burst out.
“No. Up your ass.” I chuckled.
“No way! I’ve heard of doing that. But, not this girl.” She affirmed, “Only sluts do things like that.”
“Don’t knock something until you’ve tried.”
“Nope. No thank you. No way.”
I left it at that and we looked around a little while longer. She stopped to look at some of the more hard-core magazines and was amazed to find naked men as well as women. They were sealed in cellophane so she couldn’t see much, so I bought a couple for her to peruse.
After leaving the Adult shop we returned to the snack bar. We had finished our drinks while in the novelties shop, so I asked Deb to get two more while I went to the bathroom again. When I ducked around the corner, I slipped back into the Adult shop instead of the bathroom. I was tempted to buy the two-headed anal penetrator, but discretion being the better part of valor, I settled on a twelve-inch latex look alike that was somewhat thicker than myself. After paying, I put it in the bottom of the bag with the magazines and returned to the snack bar just in time to catch Deb coming out of the line.
Upon returning to the car, even before I had the car door shut, Deb shouted, “Well, get them out! What are you waiting for?” she joked, but was really excited about looking through the pictures.
I put the bag on the floor. As I pulled the magazines out, I carefully pushed the bag under the seat with my foot so she wouldn’t see the other surprise. I was saving that for later. She took one of the magazines out of the wrapper; cuddled up under my arm and opened up to the first page to find a big-breasted blond sucking a good sized cock. The guy had his head back, eyes closed in apparent ecstasy, while the gal was looking up with an apparent smile on her face.
“Doesn’t she look proud of herself?” Deb commented sarcastically.
“Wouldn’t you, if you had a big cock like that in your mouth and had him so obviously satisfied?” I asked.
She didn’t comment verbally, but probably rolled her eyes. She flipped through a few more pages without comment, until she got to a page with a very muscular guy holding a girl by her hair as she sucked him off and she said, “Nice chest.”
“Yeah. She sure has.” I returned, knowing what she really meant.
“I’m talking about the guy, silly.” She came back.
“I know.” I admitted. “But if I had said that about the girl, you would have had something to say about my comment.”
“Of course. It’s alright for me to do that, but not you.” She said with a smile.
“That’s not fair.” I whined.
“So! Who said things had to be fair?” She kidded.
“Speaking of things not being fair. How come we can share a mag like this - that’s far more pornographic and is almost entirely pictures, with no redeeming literature - but you don’t like me to read Penthouse?” I inquired, half jokingly and half serious.
“Well, first of all, this is probably a one time event. It’s something for me to experience once and I’ll probably never want to see one again. It looks to me like once you’ve seen one of these, all the rest are probably just about the same. You know, different faces, same poses.” Deb spoke casually, thumbing through the pages slowly.
“Second, the nude modeling in the Penthouse type magazines is demeaning to all women.”
“And this isn’t?” I interrupted.
“That’s my third point. At least here it is equally demeaning to both sexes, although more so to females, because they are almost always depicted in the subservient role. Yuck. Another cum shot?” and she thumbed quickly to the next page.
“So, you’re saying the girl should always be on top.” I suggested.
“Yeah, that would be a good start. And finally, you said it, we are sharing this. You normally read – look at the Penthouse by yourself.” She concluded.
“Well, from now on we will always share the Penthouse.” I suggested. “Alright?”
“Yeah, right.” She gave me an off-hand comment and continued flipping.
“Oh, my god! She exclaimed, looking at a girl on all fours, taking a really thick cock up the back door. “How could she possibly be taking that? That’s got to be killing her!”
The girl was looking over her shoulder and smiling back at her man, so I commented, “Well, it can’t be too bad, she’s smiling.”
“I think that’s a grimace.”
“Well you will never know for sure unless you try.” I sort of recommended.
“You’re probably right. Maybe some day, but certainly not tonight.” And to show that conversation was over, she started flipping through the pages again.
A few pages later, there it was. Another large breasted brunette had her ass in the air and was being rammed in both openings with a double dildo. Deb just looked, almost awe struck. The dildo was almost all the way in. After several quiet seconds she finally said in a whisper of total amazement, “So, that’s how it’s used.”
I started to say something, but one hand came up and covered my mouth, while the other one started flipping pages again. Her next stop, a few pages later, was a three way. Large breasts hung down from a brunette, who was on all fours. One male kneeled in front of her with his cock in her mouth, while the other took her from behind. The later was bent over her far enough to reach and hold on to her breasts.
Deb didn’t say anything, just sat there looking at it. Finally I asked, “That getting to you?”
“Yeah.” She whispered. “I’m not sure why. But that is really… really… I don’t know….”
“Hot?” I ventured.
“Yeah.” She whispered again slowly. “And I really don’t know why. But, as soon as I saw it I felt something stir deep inside and between my legs.”
“Should always follow your intuitions, you know.” I advised. “Kind of like always going with your first answer on a test.”
“Yeah, but it’s, ‘only go with your first answer when you’re unsure.’ ” She argued. However, I noticed that her hand had dipped under the hem of her skirt. “And change it if you know it is wrong.”
Before I could come up with a counter, she moved on to the next page. Same girl and guys, only now she is riding one and the other is just starting to penetrate her back door. On the next page they are both inserted to the hilt.
“Well, what do you think of this action?” I asked tentatively and reached under the hem of her skirt as well. “Let me do that.”
“No way!” She protested and I quickly withdrew my hand. She grabbed it and pulled it back between her legs and continued, “Not you. Her! That has got to hurt. There can’t be any pleasure in that at all. Besides, doing it with someone other than your mate is bad enough, but with two guys, that’s… that’s just… just… slutty, I guess.”
“I don’t know. If she gets a lot of enjoyment out it and it is okay with the mate. Why not?” I contended.
“Well, then why don’t they show her smiling, then?” Deb argued back. The girl was facing away from the camera in both pictures.
“Maybe she is. Turn the page. Maybe they have a different camera angle.”
Sure enough, head on. Her head is back with her hair flying as if she had just thrown her head back. She is biting her lower lip and looks like she is in the throws of an orgasm. The guy that was behind her has pulled out and is cumming all over her back, while the guy underneath has his head up, sucking on her breast.