It was about 1 PM when the girl got to the store. It was new in town, kind of like a thrift shop. She heard they had 'everything', so she decided to check it out. She brushed her brown hair behind her shoulders and opened the door. A cool wave of AC hit her in the face, but it wasn't unwelcome in the unusual heat outside. It was early June, but it felt like late July.
The clerk, an older man of maybe around 45, greeted her kindly and told her to feel free to browse around. Walking away, she looked back to see him staring at her. He averted his gaze quickly, and began shuffling with some boxes. The girl, Jessica, wandered up and down the isles, seeing things from toy guns, to make-up and discount jeans. After about hitting up maybe half the shelves, she saw an open door, leading to some boxes and shelves. Quickly looking around, the owner not in sight, she went in.
In the boxes were more useless stuff, knick-knacks and the works. However, in a box towards the very back of the room, she spied something. She peered inside and gasped. There were exotic pornographic magazines, oddly shaped vibrators, the largest dildos and strap-ons she had heard of, thick butt plugs, lubricants, liquid latex, nipple clamps, anal beads, clit stimulators and cock rings, blow-up dolls, fake vaginas and other odd arrangements of kinky sex toys. She started to dig through the box, when the sound of footsteps caught her attention. Scrambling quickly, she stuck her hand in the box, grabbed something, and ran into an isle quickly.
She dropped it in her purse, and left in a hurry. She ran home as fast as she could.
She had 3 messages on her answering machine, so she tossed her purse on her bed and went to call her friends. After all, what's an attractive 18 year old brown-eyed brunette supposed to do?
At around 11 PM, she got back from the movie theatre depressed. She didn't see any hot guys and it didn't help that the movie also sucked. So, sighing, she went into her room and locked the door. Peeling off her shirt and tossing it on the floor, she plopped onto her bed. Seeing the purse, she was about to throw it at her door, when the memory of the store earlier that day caught her attention. Scrambling to open her purse, she gasped as she pulled out the stolen object.
In her hand, she held an 8" black vibrator. She had tried one of her friends out before, but hadn't really tried it.
"Ah, what the hell? Why not?" She said as she turned the vibrator over in her hand. She found the switch to turn it on, and hit it. It thrummed to live in her hand, making a sweet humming sound that could only mean pleasure. So gingerly, she took it and started to rub her vagina through her jeans. It didn't feel that bad! Getting up, she unbuttoned her pants and let them fall to the floor.
Jessica sat down onto her bed, pink bra and thong her only clothing. She lay back against her pillow, and move the vibrator to her nipples. The cloth vibrated back and forth, making her nipples stand out. A flash went through her body, and she curled up, moving the vibrator down between her legs. An intense wave of pleasure rang through, touching nipples and pussy alike. Within seconds, bra and thong were forgotten, lying in a cute pile beside her bed.
The vibrator went into her trimmed pussy, a feeling of ecstasy floating around her body. Then, it happened. The tip of the vibrator found her clit and a moan escaped her lips. She began to thrust against the vibrator, wanting more and more. Her pussy was wet, and still she kept trying to hump the vibrator. Then, in an intense spasm of pleasure, she orgasmed. Trying to catch her breath, she was hit with another, and her head started to swim. Again, and again they hit her. Teeth clenching, nipples erect beyond belief. Toes curled and hips thrusting, she lost control. As a final, raging orgasm hit her, her pussy clenched around the vibrator, and she blacked out.
A floating sensation, like in a dream. She was hovering in a room, dimly lit. Her eyes adjusted slowly, but she could hear noises from below. She slowly lowered her self.
A girl, blonde hair and big of breast, no more than 20, was sitting in a chair. She was surrounded by another blonde girl, perhaps older, and a man. A wave of Déjà Vu hit her, along with a jolt of recognition. The man she was staring at, though she could only see his back, was the owner of that new store she just visited.
"Hey, what's going on?" She cried out in an ethereal voice. The three didn't hear her. She tried again a few more times, but again to no avail. She submitted and watched the scene unfold before her eyes.
The blonde in the chair appeared to be sitting uncomfortably, and was shaking her head as if disagreeing with something. Words drifted up to were Jessica was floating.
"No, I won't do it. I'm not going over there!"
"But you must!" The man's voice.
"Come on... You don't want to have me make you, do you baby?" Said another girl's voice.
"No! Nohhh... God..." Said the first voice, sounding like it was feeling intense pleasure.