"Come on, Kelly. It will only take a couple minutes for us to pick a good one and then we will leave. It's not as if you are going to meet anyone you know in there." Kelly was quite hesitant to go into the adult video store for several reasons, but one of them was not because she might meet someone she knew in there. Without thinking about it, she was convinced that no one she knew would ever be found in a porn shop. Except for Kim and Bobby. She is such a slut that she might come here. Hell, she and Bobby might watch porn every night. God knows that she talks about sex with him so much that she might be up for anything. And Sarah. She was adventurous enough to watch a porn video with her husband, and maybe even adventurous enough come here and pick one out. Kelly let her mental conversation about her friends continue for several minutes as she realized that more of them would be open to porn than she had ever realized.
She had never been to an adult video store and she had always been convinced that only creeps and perverts would be found there. Her skin crawled just thinking about standing near one of them. She might be standing next to her husband, bent slightly at the waist looking at a particular video, and one of those perverts would caress her ass as he walked by. Or even worse, might brush against her, poking his boner against her ass. Or even worse yet, one of them might suggest that she let him fuck her. And then others would join with him, asking her to give blowjobs to everyone there. And the disgusting possibilities rolling through her mind were endless.
So she did not want to go inside an adult video store tonight. Yet, she had to admit that maybe some porn would be good for them. Her husband seemed to think there were benefits to watching porn together. Staring off into the night, she tried to remember what had happened to their marriage that they would consider going to a porn shop to rent a porn video.
Josh and Kelly had been married for twelve years, just long enough for things to be growing stale. They were still in love and neither one of them would consider leaving the relationship, but they were both more than a little bored in the relationship.
For the first couple of years, Kelly thought she was in heaven. She had a man who she loved and who loved her, and she took good care of him. She cooked and cleaned the house and did the laundry and let Josh fuck her, just like a good wife was supposed to.
She was a virgin when they were married, so her honeymoon was a new and exciting and even incredible experience. Over the first couple of years, Kelly learned that she liked sex. In fact, she loved sex. But most of all, she loved giving head. She loved giving her man pleasure. She loved feeling him penetrate her mouth, which she saw as a way of confirming her vulnerability and his power. And she really liked his cum. She loved watching his cum squirt onto her tits and her pussy, which she saw as a way to share in his power and even dominance. And she loved the feeling of the thick, gooey liquid in her mouth, where she could swirl it around and let it drool out of her mouth and onto her tits. But she especially liked to swallow it. There was something about swallowing it that shed her vulnerability and gave her the power.
But several years into their marriage, it had become less exciting and less adventurous. Who had the power became less important than who had the energy. It happened slowly but they were both aware of it. Their typical weekday evening was comprised of enjoying dinner fresh from the freezer into the microwave and onto the table, while they talked about their stressful days just earning a living. Next, they would settle on the couch to watch TV shows that bored them or news that frustrated them. Then they would shower, separately, and go to bed. To sleep. They almost never fucked during the week and when they did, it was the proverbial "wham, bam, thank you, ma'am," and then they rolled over and went to sleep.
Weekends were better. Kelly felt like she had more time to spend with Josh, and more energy to share with him.
And that meant they had sex. In fact, they usually had sex Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. She had read a survey in some magazine that claimed the average American couple had sex 2.7 times a week. And to Kelly, three times a week meant they had a better than average marriage.
And then there was the day where Josh said that things were not as good as they could be.
They had talked about some of their fantasies and watching porn together was one of his favorite, right up there with a dozen others. But Kelly claimed that she had no real fantasies. She had grown up in a very religious home and sexual fantasies were just not part of her daily life. Her view of love and marriage was right up there with Cinderella.
Over the years, she had learned a lot about sex from Josh as she allowed him to corrupt her, as she had jokingly described it. But she had to admit that the more she learned from him, the more she liked it. For example, the first time he had asked her to go down on him, she was disgusted by the idea. Now, twelve years later, she admitted to loving it, and she went down on him several times a week, and often more than once a day.
So Kelly was aware that the values which constrained her during the early years of her marriage were no longer her values as she considered her marriage today. In fact, she realized that she was willing to dump her values completely if it meant she could salvage her marriage. Just like she saw it her duty early in the marriage to let him fuck her whenever he wanted, she saw it her duty now to try anything to save that marriage.
Josh pulled into the parking lot of the porn shop and Kelly looked at the building for a couple of minutes. Josh said nothing and did nothing, having learned that letting her work through things was usually more productive than telling her what to do. And Kelly let her mind wander as she sat there. She saw a man caress her ass as she bent over, looking at various videos. She felt another man press his hard cock against her ass. She heard the men ask for blowjobs. And she felt her pussy ooze some juices.
Immediately, she shook her head as if to clear it from her thoughts. But she noticed that clearing the thoughts away did nothing to her pussy, which seemed to still be leaking. Finally, she grabbed the handle and opened the door.
The first thing that Kelly noticed when she walked into the video store was the clean and orderly atmosphere. It wasn't the dingy, gross store she expected. The second thing she noticed was the fact that there were several couples among the customers. Yes, there were mostly individual men there, but there were three couples and one woman who seemed to be by herself. The third thing she noticed was that there was for more than just videos on display.
There was an entire wall that contained clothes. Of course, as soon as she noticed the clothes, she saw that there was nothing that she would wear. Seriously, everything she could see left much for everyone else to see. There was an entire display of what seemed to be sleepwear, but looking more closely at them, she was sure there would be very little sleeping for the women who wore the outfits she saw.
She grinned at herself as she walked over to one of the racks, wondering what would happen if she wore one of those outfits to bed. And then she corrected herself, because she knew exactly what would happen f she wore one of those outfits to bed. Josh would merely ravish her body as they enjoyed some serious sex. She had to grin at the thought. Open crotches seemed to be the dominant theme, with transparent material the norm.
Then she wandered over to a second wall which offered dozens of dildos and vibrators in many sizes, huge being the typical size. She grinned at Josh as she took one off the wall and showed him, realizing that she doubted her pussy could stretch enough to allow it to penetrate. It was at least twelve inches long and much thicker than her wrist at its widest. But as much as she recoiled from the products on the wall, she had to admit that her pussy secreted even more juices as she thought about trying to fuck herself with some of them.
"Doesn't your pussy just tingle when you think about using one of these?" Kelly jumped at the voice behind her, not aware of the woman walking up behind her. She moaned at the question, almost embarrassed at the fact that her fascination had been noticed. Kelly turned to the woman and grinned.
"Maybe, but I don't think it is a good tingle." Kelly chuckled at her words, but was surprised at the woman's response.
"Ah, but any tingle is better than no tingle, don't you think?" And suddenly Kelly's mind seemed to explode.
That was it! My pussy hasn't tingled in months!
Her mind couldn't let that go. That mental comment echoed again and again, affecting her in several unexpected ways. But mostly, she saw herself trying to use that huge Black dildo, her pussy tingling constantly. The woman saw Kelly's mind go into overdrive and she tried to stoke the fires that she had ignited.
"There is a video where the woman is using that very dildo. Would you like me to put it on for you?" Kelly looked at the woman in surprise, and only then noticed that there were several TVs around the store showing a video. After a couple seconds to consider the suggestion, she looked at the woman and nodded, excitement obvious in her eyes.
The woman smiled at Kelly and hurried over to the sales counter. Bending over, the woman disappeared for several seconds. Kelly saw the TVs go blank for a moment and then a new video lit up the blank screens. The picture distorted for a few seconds, presumably as the woman forwarded the video to the proper scene. Then Kelly was mesmerized by what she saw.
A beautiful woman with large breasts was laying on her back in bed, her legs spread wide. And in her hands was the huge dildo that Kelly held in her hands. She watched as the woman took several seconds to spread lubrication all over it. And then she looked down at her shaved pussy and placed the tip of the toy against her lips.
The woman looked directly into the camera and pushed a couple of inches of the huge rubber dick into her pussy. She paused and then slid another couple inches inside. She paused again, and this time twisted the toy in one direction and then back in the other direction. Then she pushed another couple inches inside. Still looking in the camera, she smiled widely and pushed it in a little further. Then she slid the rubber dick out a few inches and then pushed it back in.
She settled into a rhythm and dropped her head back on a pillow. She started moaning as she twisted it and jerked it from side to side as she moved it in and out. She increased the speed, causing her to increase her moans. Kelly was embarrassed to hear herself moan in response to what she was watching, and even more embarrassed at how tightly she was holding the same huge Black dildo. And she was almost startled when the woman spoke to her.
"Now tell me the tingles are bad." Kelly looked at the woman and they shared grins. Kelly became aware that her pussy was tingling non-stop and she welcomed the sensations. She was sure that her expression gave it away so she had to comment.
