Sex Shop Slut
My name is Zara.
I was 18 when this happened to me. A virgin, very holy girl when everything changed.
I had long, straight blonde hair that fell down my back. I was a slim girl, I was a vegetarian and ate very healthy. I also went to the gym most days of the week which helped with my slim figure. The only thing I never could be bothered training was my core, I just found it so boring and as long as I had toned legs, bum and arms I was happy.
I also had D cup breasts, which on my skinny frame just looked bigger.
I was a very pale 18 year old, my entire body was like one big tan line. Which I didn't mind, I wasn't one of those girls to go on the sunbeds every week.
When I was 18 I lived with my mum and dad, both of them were very enthusiastic Catholics. We went to church every Sunday and we were a big part in the community.
My boyfriend, Douglas, was a member of the community as well. He was a really nice boy, just as devoted to religion as I was.
The only problem was, after we turned 18 and our hormones kicked in we started to find it really hard to keep our hands off of each other. When we hung out at the others house, even though we had to keep the door open we would make out a lot!
I couldn't seem to control myself, I was horny all the time. Sure, I made myself cum but that just wasn't enough. However, I wasn't going to break my vow and I knew I wanted to wait until Douglas and I were married.
One day, after church, Douglas and I had been making out for nearly half an hour when I had to stop. I didn't know if I could control myself because my soaking wet pussy underneath my skirt was begging for attention.
"Is everything okay?" He asked me.
Douglas was a polite gentleman. He never even tried to touch my boobs or my arse, whether out of politeness of because of his faith I wasn't sure. It was so frustrating! I didn't want to have sex, but I needed something more than just my fingers.
"Yeah all good, I just said I would meet up with Emily." I told him, which was true. In fact, I was actually twenty minutes late to seeing her.
"No problem, call me when you're done?" He asked and kissed me one last time.
I could easily see his hard cock in his church trousers, what I would've done to just take it out, but no, I couldn't.
"Will do, see you." I said and ran out the door.
As normal I was dressed in my proper clothing. I had on a grey skirt that fell to my knees, I had black socks that I pulled up to just above my knees, I had on a white blouse and a grey cardigan. My dad never liked me showing too much skin.
I went round to Emily's house where she was dressed more casually. Emily wasn't as religious as me. Sure, she technically was a Catholic, but she barely went to church or prayed or anything. However, we had been friends since kids and I wasn't one to judge.
"Hey, where've you been?" She asked me when she answered the door.
"Sorry, I was with Douglas." I told her.
"Ah I see," She said with a knowing laugh, "come in."
I followed Emily to her room where we both sat on the bed.
"So, you still haven't fucked Douglas yet?" She asked and I almost choked! She was a lot more comfortable than me talking about sex and her language was atrocious.
"No, I told you, I won't be making love to Douglas until we are married." I told her in the most respectful way possible.
"Are you not horny all the time?" She asked. Emily often told me about men she had slept with.
Again, I'm not one to judge and there is nothing wrong with it, but Emily was a slut.
"Well, I mean..." I stuttered out, I didn't want to lie but I didn't want to answer the question either.
"That's a yes!" Emily laughed and tapped my arm, "please tell me you at least have a toy to help you out?"
"What?!" I said in shock again, way too loudly, "no, of course not."
"I don't know how you do it," Emily said to me, "you should get one and thank me later."
That stuck with me for the rest of our time hanging out. I had thought of a sex toy before, but I would die if my mum or dad ever found it! Either out of embarrassment or they would kill me!
"Where... erm, where would I get a sex toy?" I nervously asked and Emily gave me a smirk.
"Well, you could have one delivered." She told me.
"No way! Too risky of it getting found!" I told her.
"Or, there's this great shop, it's a few miles away so you won't bump into anyone you know and it has everything!" She told me.
The fact it was far away is what sold me the most, if there was any risk of someone from the church seeing me going into a sex shop I knew I couldn't go.
"W-what's it called?" I asked, again, nervously. However, I was excited as well.
"Sherry's toys." She told me, I was surprised by the name, I expected something dirtier. Although I doubted they could call it a sex shop without getting into trouble.
For the next week I was a horny mess, Douglas and I were constantly making out but nothing more and by Wednesday I had enough. I was halfway through masturbating when I made up my mind. I needed to at least try a sex toy and see if it will keep my urges at bay.
I tell you what, I don't know how people save themselves until marriage, it was horrible!
In my normal clothing, the skirt, above knee socks, white blouse and grey cardigan I headed out downstairs and prepared to go.
"I'm heading out." I called out to my parents.
"Oh, where are you off to?" My dad asked me, coming into the hallway.
"Just to Emily's, is that okay?" I asked, I hated lying but I couldn't tell them what I was actually doing.
"It's a little late isn't it?" He asked me, my dad was always one to worry about me.
"I know, please Daddy?" I asked, putting on my best puppy dog eyes for him.
"Fine, but text me when you're on the way back." He said and gave me a hug.
"I will do Daddy, love you." I said and ran out the door.
It was already 7pm and dark, even though the shop was far away, I wanted to make it as less likely as possible for anyone to see me!
The entire bus ride I was a nervous wreck. Every time it stopped I was tempted to get off and just go back home, but something stopped me, probably my desperate pussy.
The longer I sat on the bus the hornier I got. I knew nothing about sex toys but I was excited to get one and try it out. I loved masturbating, so if a sex toy made it better I couldn't wait.
Then, I finally got there, it was a small shopping centre but thankfully this "Sherry's toys" was online so the map on my phone took me right to it.
From the outside you wouldn't have any idea it was a sex shop, it looked almost like a regular store.
I took a few deep breathes, plucked up my courage and stepped in. There was a turning and then it opened up and my jaw nearly hit the floor.
It was wall to wall sex toys. Things I had never seen or even heard of before.
As I slowly walked through I saw all manner of items. Hand cuffs, dildos that go up to crazy sizes, butt plugs, whips, edible lube! It was insane.
I actually couldn't believe things like that existed.
"Hello, can I help?" I suddenly heard a woman's voice ask.
I must've looked like a deer in headlights in that shop because she actually looked concerned when she stared at me.
From the uniform she wore I assumed she worked there, she had dyed red hair and red lipstick. She was quite pretty actually.
"I erm, I want to... to buy a toy." I whispered, even though we were the only two people in the store.
She went to answer but the phone to the shop started to ring.
"Have a look around," She said, "I'll be right with you."
I watched her go and answer the phone as I slowly walked around the shop. It was surreal, as though I had stepped into a different world. All I wanted was a small vibrator, but this shopped seemed to sell everything.
"Right, where were we?" I heard her voice call out and I almost jumped out of my skin.
"Oh erm... a toy." I whispered again, almost embarrassed.
"Right, yes," She asked, she replied, "do you know what you're looking for?"
"Erm, I'm not sure." I replied back nervously. My cheeks must've been burning red with embarrassment.
"That's not a problem," She said with a comforting smile, "any thoughts at all? Dildo, anal stuff, vibrators, BDSM?" She asked.
Everything she listed off made me blush harder and harder.
"Oh erm, I.. I don't really know." I replied back to her.
"No problem, we are open until midnight so take your time, come find me when you know what you want, my names Grace." She told me.
"Thanks." I said and carried on walking round the store.
I don't know how long I was looking around the shop for, but the longer I looked at the toys the hornier I seemed to get. I wanted to just get one and try it and cum already. I could feel how wet my panties had gotten between my legs just with excitement.
After looking at pretty much every toy, I eventually ended up at the back of the store. I found a strange, black door and above it hung a sign that said "BDSM Room - Open 9pm onwards".
BDSM? That was what the Grace said before, I had absolutely no idea what it meant.
I looked at my watch and saw it was five minutes to 9pm and I was kind of intrigued to see what was on the other side.
"Can I go in there?" I asked Grace who was behind the till.
"Really?" She asked with a smirk on her face, "You religious girls are always the kinky ones."
She started to walk over to me with a key in her hand.
"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion as she walked over to me.
"Sorry, no offense, I assumed by the clothes that you're religious?" She said, actually very apologetically.
"It's okay." I replied, although truthfully my question was to why me wanting to go into this room was kinky. However, I was too embarrassed to ask again.
Grace went to put a key in the door but stopped and looked at me.
"You are over 18 right?" She asked me and I blushed again.
"Yes, I turned 18 a few months ago, I just look younger." I told her and showed her my ID as proof.
"Great, just had to check, don't want anything illegal going on in there." Grace said and carried on unlocking the door.
