13 comments/ 68528 views/ 18 favorites Toys are Us By: TxRad "You are our grand prize winner and as such you have been registered to be on our Toy of the Month Club listing. You will start receiving your toys as of our next shipping date, which is Friday...." There was a short pause. "And you should receive your first shipment no later than Tuesday of next week. Congratulations!" The fast talking voice on the phone said. "Uh.... May I ask what this is going to cost?" Brenda Patterson asked as the voice paused for the second time. "Absolutely nothing, you are the grand prize winner. All I need to do is to verify your shipping address and we're in business." The cheerful voice replied. "Well.... Uh.... I don't remember entering any contest for toys." "According to the card we drew, you were entered by a friend who say's you are in need of all the toys you can get. That you don't have any and have never played with them, so we're going to fix that and put a big smile on your face." "I had some when I was a kid but--." The voice cut her off saying, "That was way to long ago. The address we have is 123 Meadow Lane, is that correct?" "Yes it is but--." She was cut off again. "Good, good, then you'll receive you first toy next Tuesday and a different one every third Tuesday of the month for the next year. Have a good day and again, congratulation!" The voice said and then the line was dead. Brenda laid the phone on the table and sat looking at it for a moment. "I wonder who entered me in a toy contest? It would have to be Rose but...." "Excuse me?" Her husband Ron said, "Were you talking to me dear?" "No, more like myself, someone entered me in a contest and I won," She told him. "Sounds like some kind of phone scam to me. What was the prize you won?" "A new toy each month for a year." "Oh? We don't have kids so why would your friend enter you to receive toys. Sounds kind of cruel to me and whoever it was isn't a very good friend to boot." "He didn't say who the friend was dear so I can't really say. The entry card said they thought I needed toys and didn't have any. It is quite strange but I can always give them to the nieces and nephews for birthdays and such." "Well.... Yes, that is true, you never seem to know what they want anyway or what is popular. Maybe this will give you some good ideas." "Yes, dear." Brenda said and promptly forgot the phone call and conversation as she went to fix supper. ***** Tuesday morning around ten a UPS truck pulled into the Patterson's driveway. When Brenda answered the door, the driver handed her a long thin package, about the same size as the large economy toothpaste came in. He asked her to sign for it and when she did, he told her to have a good day and left. Brenda wondered who could be sending her a package and then she remembered the phone call and the contest. It sure was an odd shape and sized package for toys. Her mind was rummaging the toy shelves from her last shopping trip for her sister's kids but nothing would mentally fit in this package. She read the label but it wasn't much help, all it said was Toys are Us. The name sounded familiar but the label looked all wrong, cupids and hearts all over it. With a shrug she shut the door and laid the package on the counter on her way to the kitchen. She was behind on her housework and hadn't even finished the breakfast dishes. ***** Brenda and Ron had been married for a little over five years and the honeymoon was long over. They had settled into that familiar routine that old married couples do, quite early and quite easily. Ron was an easygoing guy and easy to please. She was much the same way and they had married right out of high school. Many of their friends figured she was pregnant when they got married so fast but that wasn't so. They both had been virgins that first night and it showed as they fumbled their way around each other and the act of love. In many ways it was a comedy of errors but in the end they had worked it out. Maybe not to the extent of other couples but they didn't really know any better so it didn't matter to them. They were happy and that's all they ever asked for. The only person that ever questioned this was Rose, Brenda's best, and dearest friend. She lived across the street and was forever going on about the terrific loving she was always getting from her husband. She bragged about all the orgasms she had in one night and all the different positions they used and how each one was so much better than the missionary one Brenda and Ron used. Brenda blushed through most of it and only believed parts of it. Rose's fascination with sex and the bragging were just the price of having such a good friend. That was the way Brenda looked at it. Ron had these orgasm things Rose was always going on about, but Brenda was a lady and she took care of her husband, nothing else mattered. She did her duty, no more, no less. The one time she had said something like that to Rose, Rose had come unglued and asked her what century she was from. She had gone on and on about women's rights and sexual equality, and other nonsense that Brenda couldn't make heads or tails out of. Brenda had learned about sex from her Christian, upstanding, church-going mother, rest her soul. It had been good enough for her mother to bury two husbands with so it was good enough for her and Rob. If it wasn't then Rob would let her know and they would make adjustments. ***** It was a little after two before the package crossed Brenda's mind again. She had caught up the housework and had the last of the laundry in when she sat down at the counter with her afternoon tea. It was a holdover from her girlhood, something her mother did, a short timeout and rest before getting the evening meal started. Brenda was the middle child of seven kids. She wasn't the oldest, the smartest, or the youngest. She had been quiet and self entertained, she loved to read and disappeared into books. She was just the middle cog in the wheels of her large family. She and Ron both wanted a family but it wasn't happening and probably wouldn't. She had an egg deficiency, whatever that meant. The only part she really understood was the no kid's part and that hurt her deep inside but that's where it stayed. Brenda played with the box and then got up to get a knife to open it with. She neatly sliced the end and then turned it up. She gave it a shake and nothing came out. She gave it a harder shake and she almost screamed when a dick half again as big as Ron's hit the counter top and bounced onto the floor. She sat there with her mouth open, staring at the monstrosity on the floor. What kind of a child's toy was this, she wondered in outrage. Then it dawned on her that maybe it wasn't for a child, that it was an adult toy. She remembered Rose raving about something like this. How she had used it on herself and her husband used it on her. Brenda felt herself blush hotly. She couldn't ever.... Ron would never.... Her mind balked at even finishing the thoughts. But.... Rose's stories and goings on about the one she had flashed through Brenda's mind in more vivid detail than she ever thought possible and she blushed again, deeper and hotter than before. She fanned herself with her hand for a moment and then looked back down at the toy dick on the floor. It looked so real and so.... Big. She had never really looked at Ron's closely but she had seen it and it wasn't this big by a long shot. The head and veining looked the same but that was about all. Brenda closed her eyes and took a long deep breath; she was blushing again. The sudden thoughts about what it would feel like inside her pussy was what had Brenda fluster now. She felt her inner muscles tighten up as they did when she anticipated Ron making love to her. Exactly when was the last time that happened, her mind asked sharply an edge of frustration and anger to the thought. That thought shocked Brenda even deeper than the toy dick had. Not the question so much as the frustration and anger that went along with it. Where had that come from and why? Sex wasn't a real high priority thing with either her or Ron since they found out she couldn't get pregnant. Once a month or so Ron would roll over and start fondling her breasts. That was usually the signal he wanted to make love to her. She would get up, remove her nightgown, and then return to bed. He would kiss and lick her nipples a little while and maybe suck on one of them. That usually had her nice and wet and ready for him to climb on top and fuck her. She blushed at the use of the F word. Rose was rubbing off on her too much she realized. Her husband fucked her here and fucked her there but Brenda considered what she and Ron did, lovemaking. Although some of the things Rose talked about sounded exciting and highly interesting, even to her inexperienced ears. The way Ron would move in and out felt good and he sometimes touched something that felt very good. But it was all over so quickly and then he got off her and went to the bathroom to clean up. She would wait patiently and then do the same. By the time she got back he was asleep. Sometimes she wished there was more. From the way Rose talked there was more, a lot more but Brenda politely ignored her friend more often than not. She had blocked her out when she had talked about a toy like the one on the floor. Maybe she should have paid closer attention. She looked down at the toy and a shiver ran up her spine. She bent over and reached down for the toy but her hand stopped just short of grabbing it. She had never seen a dick other than Ron's and touching one would have been out of the question. She started to sit back up but suddenly felt silly, it was only a toy after all, it wasn't real. Then she wondered where they got the mold to make it. She sat up quickly as the toy was suddenly attached to a man's body in her mind. The blush that hit her then was molten, it burned in her breasts and up into her face before a funny thing happened. It flashed directly to her pussy and caused Brenda to double over as pleasure shot out in all directions. She sat rocking on her chair for several minutes before she could sit up straight and then her head was swimming when she did. What the heck had happened to her she wondered. She had never felt anything like it. Well maybe once a long time ago, back when she was a kid and touched herself in a bad way. Her mother had spanked her for it and told her she was a bad girl and she would go to hell for doing such things. Brenda had never touched herself down there again unless she had to. Brenda's eyes went to the toy and she shivered again as her thighs and buttocks muscles tightened, which caused her pussy to tighten. She could feel the wetness between her legs and nearly panicked, it wasn't that time of the month yet. Not taking any chances, she got up and headed for the bathroom. ***** About ten minutes later, Brenda returned to the kitchen. There hadn't been any blood, just the clear slippery fluid that allowed Ron to make love to her without it hurting. Only there was more of it than she had ever seen. There was almost as much as came out after Ron had his way with her. This had Brenda confused and a little worried. She thought about calling Rose but Rose was gone on vacation to some resort in Mexico and wouldn't be back for a week. That was too long to wait. She considered call her family doctor but the embarrassment of explaining the rubber dick on her kitchen floor stopped her. Speaking of which, she would have to do something about it before Ron came home. Somehow she didn't think Ron would understand although knowing him, he would make some kind of joke abut lost and found. Brenda smiled at that and leaned over to study the toy closer. There was a lot of detail and an awful lot of dick for it to cover. Her hand moved to hover over the rubber penis. She had never touched her husband's so she had no idea what to expect if and when she picked this thing up. Her hand was shaking she noticed. She scolded herself for being childish and wrapped her fingers around the toy. It was cool and heavy as she lifted it off the floor. It felt so strange bending heavily on either side of her hand. Her hand covered maybe a third of it. She mentally compared it to her husband again and shivered. This thing was twice as big as Ron. Well, twice as long anyway. The girth was only half again as large. On their honeymoon Ron had had a hard time getting his thing in her, she was just that tight. That first time hurt like hell and there had been a little blood. After that they had found taking it slow and playing with her tits helped a lot. Brenda's nipples were super sensitive. She had to wear a bra. Sometimes at night, the cotton nightgown rubbing on them as she breathed would wake her up. They would tingle and she would be damp between her legs, never as damp as earlier but noticeable in any case. Sometimes it was hard to go back to sleep and the thought of waking Ron crossed her mind. The only problem was if she woke Ron it wouldn't solve anything. He would do his thing, if she could get the idea that she wanted him to across, and then he would go back to sleep. She would still be.... She searched for a word but frustrated was the only one to come to mind. There was that word and feeling again. Brenda was sudden snapped back to the present by what her hands were doing. One hand held the big toy cock by the base and the other one was stroking it up and down along its length. She dropped it on the counter top like it was hot and just stared at it. What the hell was she doing? She grabbed the box and used a single finger to put the big dick away. That thing was scary. Not from just its size but from the way it made her feel and the thoughts it invoked. Her hands playing with it so readily shocked her and brought some subconscious fantasies toward the light of day. Brenda was blushing and squirming on the chair from the thoughts that surfaced. Her hands started for her breasts, then dropped to the tops of her thighs, and then ended up folded on the counter top. She took a couple of deep breaths and blew them out slowly. Her head was swimming again as fears, thoughts, and fantasies fought with her upbringing. She needed to get rid of that evil, wicked toy, she thought suddenly but what could she do with it. The trash was out. She would never be able to look at the trash men the same for wondering if they had found it. Rose was the answer of course. It was she that had entered Brenda in the contest in the first place. Rose would and could definitely find a use for it but she was gone. Brenda wanted it gone now not next week. She could hide it, maybe that would help. Out of sight, out of mind as the old saying went. Brenda grabbed the box, hurried to her bedroom, and buried it in the back of her underwear drawer. It would be safe there until Rose returned and then she could get rid of it. ***** Friday morning Brenda had had to fix Ron a travel bag and take it down to the office. One of those rare out of town crisis had come up and it was his turn to take care of it. He would be gone the whole weekend and possible all day Monday as well. Brenda dreaded these trips; she hated being home alone. She was home alone every day but it wasn't the days, it was the nights. Without Ron next to her the bed was to big, to empty, and scary. The house seemed strange and every noise woke her up. The nights were long and lonely when he was gone. She had had to wait and then drive him to the airport. By the time she was through and headed home, it was the lunch hour rush. It was hot and sticky stuck in the stop and go traffic for an hour or so. Her car's air conditioner was on the fritz and Ron hadn't gotten around to getting it fixed. She was ringing wet with sweat by the time she got home. ***** Brenda stripped off her clothes in the bedroom and grabbed a clean bra and pair of panties out of her drawer. The lump of the toy in its box in the back corner caught her eye. She hesitated a second and then quickly shut the drawer. Just as quickly she snatched it open and stared at the lump. Her mind was tempting her with all sorts of crazy ideas. She wanted to slam the drawer but her hand went to the back corner and dug among the soft silky panties to unearth the box. Her hand was trembling as she laid it on top of the dresser and closed the drawer. Brenda's laid the clean underwear on the dresser next to the box and took a deep shivering breath. What was she doing? She should be getting in the tub not standing here staring at a box. What was in the box was what her minds eye was seeing. Her shaking hands picked up the package and dumped the big dick out on top of her clean underwear. She dropped the box on the floor and stared at the detailed penis. Her breathing was slightly ragged as her hands came up to her breasts and cupped them. The shiver was back and twice as icy as before. Her breasts were so slick and slippery from her sweat. Her hands moved over her skin lightly and she felt her stomach muscles tighten as they did when Ron touched her breasts. Her fingers grazed her nipples to find them hard and the large dark circles underneath puckered. She gasped softly as a warm tingle spread throughout her chest. She shouldn't be doing this her mind warned her. Why not, they were her breasts after all and anyway her mother was long dead and gone, was her mental reply. Her anger scared her but she sighed deeply as her fingers gently caressed her breasts, the tingling warmth growing stronger. These feelings were deeper and stronger then the ones Ron made her feel. Was the difference because of the light gentle touch she was using or the fact that it was her doing it? Was it the fact that she felt like she was doing something forbidden and dirty. Well not dirty maybe but.... Nothing that felt so good could be dirty could it. She moaned softly as she lightly caressed and drew circles with her nipples on the palms of her hands. Her heart was beating faster and she was short of breath. The warm glow was slowly settling to her belly. She placed her hands on the dresser top and leaned on them, as she suddenly felt weak in the knees. She took a couple of deep breaths and sighed. The strange warm fuzzy glow was still there but it receded slowly as she rested against the dresser. When her knees felt firm again she blew out a deep breath and stood up. She picked up her underwear and turned toward the bathroom. She paused a second, reached back and picked up the toy. She folded it in her panties and then went on. ***** Brenda drew a tub of hot water, and used plenty of bubble bath and scented salts. She settled in for a soak since she would be alone all weekend. She would have plenty of time to catch up on things later. She let her mind drift as the hot water and sweet scents washed the sweat and grime of the day away from her mind and body. Her hands were folded on her belly but after a while they slowly crept up to her breasts again. Half of each breast was above the water and coated with suds. Her wet hands were hot as she caressed her breasts. Usually she used a rag to quickly wash her body so this caressing rub was new and highly pleasurable. She wondered idle why she hadn't done this before. It was all rooted back to her mother and the spanking she had gotten for touching herself that one time. Her mother had told her it was wrong and this was the first time she had ever questioned it. Had her mother been wrong? Her hands felt so good as they touched her breasts, and even better on her nipples. The memory of her mom and the spanking brought up the memory of why she got it. One hand wandered off down across her belly as the memory became more vivid. When it touched the thick dark curls on her mound she jerked it back quickly with a loud gasp. The hair wasn't in the memory for one thing and her fear of her mom returned. Toys are Us That shocked her when she admitted it to herself but suddenly she knew it was true. She had loved her mom but there was always fear right below it. It was for her own good she had always told herself but was it really. Was her mother's hard harsh manner really needed? With seven kids a little fear was a helpful thing. Brenda jerked as she realized her fingers were back in the tight curls and her nails were combing it while lightly grazing her skin. She shivered as her stomach muscles tightened. Her other hand was still on her breast and between the two her body was quivering. The warm tingling glow now warmed her from her breasts down to the lower hand. She felt so good and seemed to be floating more than the water should account for. The lower hand moved lower to the thinner hair covering her outer lips. The quiver turned to a shiver quickly. There was a quick little catch in her breathing as a finger slipped in to part her lower lips. Her nail teasingly touched her inner lips. Brenda's mind was floating more than her body. It was awash with the warm fuzzy light from all the mixed feelings drifting through her body. Both of her hands were sending gentle pleasure to different places. Her breasts had been foremost earlier but now that finger between her parting lips was taking precedence. When it bumped into her clit, she gasped loudly and jerked it away. A jolt stronger than anything she remembered shot along her nervous system. It was similar to the better feels that she had occasionally with Ron on top of her and in her. Her hand went back to her sex and the finger gently explored her clit. After that first jolt, touching her clit was pleasurable, very pleasurable as long as she kept the touch light and slow. A tension was building in her lower back and deep inside her pussy. It was itchy and antsy in a very pleasant way but it was building. Brenda wondered where it was going. The one finger on her swelling clit was bliss, a finger on the other hand rolling her nipple the same ways at the same time was heaven. Brenda would sigh and then moan softly. The soft moans were from the pressure inside her building a little to rapidly. It would give off a small spark of deeper delight and then eased up slightly. The pressure was growing though, always growing, slowly but sure it was heading toward a climax the likes of which Brenda had never felt or even imagined. She was totally lost by now on a sea of gentle golden contentment and warm dreamy pleasure. She was beyond the shores of an ocean she had never known. A sea that could have a violent storm of passion erupt at any time. Brenda's breathing was getting shallower and her heart was racing before the wind. She was headed for the rocks of a spectacular crash that would hit her without any warning that she would understand. Her finger smoothly rubbing on her clit stumbled and her nail flicked the bright pink nub. That was all it took, Brenda frozen in panic as every muscle in her body tried to tighten up at once. Her knees came up trapping her hand, as her stomach muscles wanted her to sit up. Her eyes flew wide and her mouth opened silently. Then the storm fell on her, not one of dark clouds and dim thunder, but one of bright starbursts and a deep ringing in her ears. The world went away even farther and her body disintegrated with pent-up energy and passionate fire. Brenda was in the middle of a storm all right and it was her first orgasm in full bloom. ***** Brenda floated on a sea of euphoria and wondered vaguely why she hadn't drowned. She was curled up on her side in the tub and the water was no longer hot but lukewarm. She felt a sense of wonder and wonderful both at the same time. Brenda was very relaxed, content, and sleepy. Her mind in its hazy afterglow wondered if that had been one of those orgasms that Rose had ranted and raved about. If it was then she had ever right to rant and rave. A whole new world of feels had opened to Brenda and she knew her old one would never be the same. She briefly wondered how long she had been in the bath. The temperature was to the point of being chilly. It was time to get out of the tub if she could. As she rolled over on her back she sighed and wished she didn't have to do anything but sleep. She had never been so relaxed, happy, and sleeping in her life. Getting out of the tub was an adventure in its self. Her arms and legs didn't want to work properly and didn't seem to have any strength. She ended up on her hands and knees and crawling over the side of the tub to the floor. The rug there was soft, fuzzy, and so inviting. It took a force of will to climb to her feet and dry her body off. She had to pause when she dried her breasts and again when she dried between her legs. The soft but rough towel caused shocks from her hard nipples and jolts from her clit. Even being careful she was shaking slightly by the time she was dry. Her whole body seemed more sensitive. Just stroking her fingers over her arm made her shiver. The brush of the towel over her thighs was titillating and over her inner thighs, exquisite. Butterflies would jump in her stomach and the muscles there would roll at the oddest touches and caresses. When she tried to dress, the pressure of her bra on her nipples was just too much so she left it off. She picked up her panties and jumped when the toy dick rolled out and fell to the floor. It bounced once and then laid there in all its glory. Brenda felt her sex tighten up with a fluttery feeling. She dropped the panties on top of the bra and bent to pick up the toy. It still felt funny in her hand but not as much as the other day. Something had changed and it seemed to be with her, Brenda thought suddenly. Where she had been afraid of the toy before, she was now very curious and excited by it. With it in her hand she turned, walked into the bedroom, and over to the bed. She laid the toy dick on the nightstand and lay down on the bed. She laid flat on her back, her eyes on the ceiling and the slow turning blades of the ceiling fan. Ever so often her head would turn and she would look at the rubber dick. Her mind was wrestling with the problem of what to do with it. Where she had decided to give it to Rose a few days before, she now had other ideas and they shocked her. Bits and pieces of things Rose had said in the past floated up from her memory. Hand jobs, blowjobs, titty fucks, riding the pony, and anal ended up being quite a list. Most of them Brenda understood at least in principle, although why tit fucking? That was a real unanswered question and anal was mind blowing to even consider. Riding the pony was with the woman on top but again the why was beyond her. She wondered how the man could move in that position and then blushed as she visualized herself bouncing up and down on Ron's dick. Her thighs and stomach muscles tightened, squeezing her pussy at the vision and then she giggled. She would blow Ron's mind if she even attempted anything like that. Anything and everything on that list would blow Ron's mind. It would blow hers also she had to admit. Not that it was ever likely to happen, things as far as sex went were pretty much set in stone. Did it have to be that way? Was there a way to change it? Well, yes, anything was possible give time, patience, and practice. The only problem was explaining to Ron where these thoughts and skills came from. Her mind jumped at the word skills. Was she actually thinking about trying any of those things for real? The answer was a meek but resounding yes. ***** Brenda woke up cold and horny. Her dreams had been filled with all sorts of debauchery, some of which had even startled her in dreamland. Now that she was awake they seemed unreal and impossible, but then again so had touching herself before her bath. The memory of that orgasm made anything possible and even plausible. Brenda pulled the silk comforter over her body and shivered as it rubbed her hard highly sensitive nipples. The cloth felt cool and sensuous as it slid over her body. Her whole body seem overly awake and alive to any and all touches. Her hands were suddenly on her breasts and she moaned deeply as they caressed and teased her nipples so lovingly. They almost seem detached from her, an entity of their own with a mind of their own. She sighed and squirmed as the passion grew along with the tingling itch she remembered so well from before. As it moved down to her belly, so did her hands. Light caressing fingertips that were just firm enough not to tickle made her squirm more. She ran her hands over her stomach, her hips, her thighs, and around her sex without touching it. They moved on down to the tops of her thighs and then inward as she spread her legs. Her nails scarping lightly on the tender sensitive skin of her inner thighs had her groaning loudly. She knew where the hands would go next and wasn't disappointed as one searched out her clit and rolled it lightly. She gasped loudly and lifted her hips. The other hand surprised her by seeking out her wet opening. A fingernail circling it lightly brought a yell to her lips and a jerking in her hips. When the finger dipped inside, she went up in flames as the second ever orgasm of her life washed through her straining body. She faintly realized that only her shoulders and heels were on the bed and her hand was trapped with the finger deeper inside her pussy. She shook as her other finger strummed her clit once, twice, three times. Quick, hard, and sharp, this orgasm wasn't as all out intense or as long and drawn out as the first but it was still hell on Brenda's mind and body. Muscles strained to pull her body apart at one point and the next it was trying to ball up and savor the mass of fiery pleasure shooting out from her depths. ***** Brenda sighed deeply and stretched under the comforter. It rubbed her body sensuously as she raised her arms over her head and twisted the kinks and tight spots out of her body. Her hand bumped into the toy on the nightstand and she grabbed it. She brought it over so her hands were resting on her chest. She looked at it closely and ran her hands over it, feeling the thickness and the veins and bumps on its surface. It seemed to warm up as her hands played over its surface. She wondered what Ron's would feel like if she played with it the same way and how it would feel to him. Would it feel good like her finger on her clit? Would he orgasm like she had? That thought made her shiver but she didn't understand why. She could almost feel him moving inside her as she held the toy with one hand, wrapped her fingers around it, and stroked them up and down. She could feel the ridges and veins as they rubbed her palm. She moaned as she wondered what they would feel like in her pussy. The thought of the size of that thing jerked her back to reality. There was no way it would fit inside her, Ron was a tight fit, and he was a lot smaller. The thought that a baby's head and shoulders came out of there during labor, so that thing shouldn't be a problem, crossed her mind. She wouldn't have a baby so she would never really know. To get her mind away from that line of thinking, Brenda brought the head of the toy up to her mouth and licked it. It tasted like rubber and slightly antiseptic. Rose had talked about sucking and licking on her husband Joe's thing so she was curious as to how it would feel and taste. The taste of this thing was terrible and she wondered about the taste of Ron's. Rose said she like the taste of Joe's so it must taste totally different from this rubber one. Well, duh.... That was a give me, if there ever was one. Then another thought hit her like a bolt of lightning and made her shiver. What did she taste like? She had never thought about it until now. There had been a lot of things she had never thought about she realized. Her hand sliding down across her belly brought the shiver back even harder. A finger gliding down her slit made her whimper loudly and she groaned as the finger slipped into her pussy easily. That brought up another question and a second finger joined the first. Brenda gasped, spread her legs wider, and then raised her knees. The two fingers fit easily and moved even easier. She was very wet and slippery. She could feel the heat of her sex and the way the inner muscles grabbed at the fingers, only to relax and then grab again. This surprised her, as she didn't realize that she was doing it. No wonder Ron came so easily and so quickly. It was exciting her and it was only her fingers in there. Her other hand moved down dragging the rubber dick with it as she worked the two fingers in and out slowly. Her hips would rise as they went in and fall as they came out. Ever so often her wrist grazed her clit and she now understood the intense good feeling ever so often, when Ron fucked her. Uh.... Made love to her. Her mind was getting nasty and she had to stop that now before it got to be a habit. A third finger tried to join the other two and she felt full like she did when Ron was in her. She was breathing hard and rotating her hips to make her clit brush against her wrist. Things were building fast, the tension was in her lower back again, and the antsy feeling was rising. She was having a hard time rotating her hips and flexing them at the same time. She kept losing her place as her fingers pressed deeper and deeper. She was hovering right on the edge but couldn't quite get over it. Her fingers felt so good, the brush on her clit heavenly, but she needed something else. She didn't know what it was but.... She jerked her fingers out of her pussy and stuffed them in her mouth. Why she didn't know, it was a sudden impulse. Her flavor filled her mouth and her aroma filled her nostrils as her free hand jumped to her clit and rubbed it fiercely. She went over the edge and crashed spectacularly into another mind numbing orgasm. Her body jerked and twisted about on the bed, wrapping her tightly in the comforter, her hand locked over her clit. She was sucking wildly on her fingers only it was Ron's dick in her mind. She was well past wild abandon and into new and uncharted space. ***** Brenda woke up on her side with one hand still over her clit and the other near her nose. The smell of her sex was still strong on her fingers and she whimpered softly as she remembered sucking on them greedily. The memory of the orgasm seeped back slowly and she sighed contently. Those things were addictive, she thought with a mental smile as she went back to sleep. ***** The phone by the bed had been ringing for some time Brenda realized as her hand went in search of it. What time was it, she wondered. The clock on the nightstand next to the phone said nine thirty. This gave her a start as she picked up the phone. "Good morning dear," Ron's voice came from the phone. Morning? Brenda sat upright in bed, confused. It was light outside and brighter on the back windows that faced east. "Uh, good morning dear," She replied. "You sound sleepy. Are you sleeping in while I'm away?" "Yes dear. I was really tired from the traffic yesterday and a hot bath just put me out like a light." "I'm glad you're resting, I worry about you when I'm not there." "I know dear but there's nothing to worry about. I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself." Ron chuckled playfully and replied, "Yeah, I know, that's what I'm worried about." Brenda froze for a second. Did he know about what she had been doing? That wasn't possible, he was just teasing her. "I'm waiting until you come home so I'll take care of you and you can take care of me." Brenda said and wondered about the pun in the middle of that sentence. "Promises, promises," Ron said and she could just see his big grin. Then he went on, "I have to get going, I have two meeting this afternoon and a dinner with a district manager tonight. I love you and miss you and I'll call you in the morning." "I love you to dear and have a good day." Brenda said and then Ron hung up. Brenda sat there looking from the phone to the clock and then at the back windows. She wondered just how long she had slept. Then she wondered what time she had had that last orgasm. For some reason, time since she got in the bath yesterday had no meaning. She hung the phone up and rolled over to stretch. She jerked and then jumped as something long and hard slipped between her ass cheeks. How the hell had that got down there she asked herself and then she remembered having it in her hand just before the orgasm hit her. She must have dropped it during the excitement and mind-blowing pleasure. She reached around to move it over out of the way. She ended up with it on her chest between her breasts as she stretched. Some sore and achy muscles were scattered here and there throughout her body. Orgasms seemed to use certain muscles more than others she thought as she relaxed back and sighed deeply. She felt so good and so happy. Usually she was a little depressed in the mornings and it took a while for her body to wake up. This morning she was anything but depressed, she felt energized more than the extra sleep should account for. Extra sleep usually made her logy and groggy. The orgasms were the reason; there was no getting around that. The big dick on her chest once again caught her eye. Smiling she pressed her breasts together around it. She fumbled around trying to hold them that way and to move the toy dick at the same time. She didn't have enough hands she decided with a giggle and anyway the rubber didn't want to slide. Laughing at her own silliness, she tossed the dick to the side and rolled off the bed. It was time to get cleaned up for coffee and a little breakfast. She found more sore muscles as she got to her feet and made her way to the bathroom. She thought about a shower but decided to wait until she finished her housework. ***** It was noon before Brenda even thought about getting dress and that wasn't like her. She always had at least her nightgown and robe on in the morning. Being naked all morning had been interesting and she liked it she decided. Rose always laughed about the fact that she did her housework in the buff. Brenda hadn't believed her then but found the idea interesting now. She straightened the bed and folded the comforter. The toy was lying in the center of the bed and Brenda picked it up as she headed for the bathroom. She dropped the toy in the sink and carried a load of clothes to the laundry room. When she returned she washed the toy with hot soapy water and laid it aside. As she opened the shower door Brenda paused and then went to retrieve the rubber dick. She returned to the show dropped the toy on the shower seat and turned the water on. The hot water cascading over her skin felt so good and when a particularly hard jet caught her nipples just right she would sigh and shiver. Everything felt so different with her body awake, the nerves so sensitive and receptive. Her body scrubber loaded with soap glided so sensuously across her breasts, belly, and thighs. When she ran it up and down between her parted thighs she gave out with a deep hissing breath. Everything seemed to turn her on now. Turning under the hot water her eyes went to the big toy. With just a slight hesitation, she picked it up and rubbed it over her body. It felt odd but good gliding over her skin and nearly took her breath away as she ran it lengthwise down her slit and between her legs. The veins and ridges bumped and massaged her clit so nicely. Brenda spread her legs wider and used one hand to guide the long thick toy dick between her legs and the other hand moved it slowly up and down. It rubbed in her slit and over her opening; she tilted her head back, bit her lower lip, and moaned loudly. She rubbed it lower and felt it bump over the tight pucker of her anus, which drew a deep hissing breath. Toys are Us She massaged herself from her clit to her asshole in short little strokes and slow movements. Her knees grew weak and her legs started to tremble. Her brain was in a foggy haze of glowing light and pure pleasure. She turned to sit down on the shower seat and nearly lost her balance. She dropped the toy and grabbed the ledge on the shower wall. Shaking from fright as well as stimulation she found her way to the seat safely. She sat there breathing hard for a moment and then retrieved the toy from the floor. Her hands were trembling as she applied the massive head to her opening and pressed gently. Nothing happened for a long moment and then she felt the muscles relax and the head filled her with a slightly uncomfortable stretching of the walls. She eased the head out and sighed softly when it was gone. She pressed the head forward and it eased into her vagina quicker and felt a lot better. She sighed again only with a growing pleasure this time. Leaning back in the seat she brought one foot up to the edge of it and slowly rotated the big toy. She felt the bulb like head move inside her easily. She was so wet and slippery that the toy sank in an inch or so. Brenda gasped and flexed her hips against the intruder. It moved deeper and she groaned. With about a third of the dildo in her pussy Brenda felt full, the walls of her sex tight around the big shaft. She tried to stop the slow flexing of her hips but it was more effort than it was worth. Anyway the movement of the rubber dick felt so very good inside her. She slowly fucked herself with little sighs, gasps, and groans until she realized that there was a lot more dick in her than not. She found it hard to believe that it would even fit much less most of it would disappear inside her. She felt so full and so complete somehow. She gave a shivering shake and groaned loudly as she pulled it out until just the head was still inside. The slide of the veins and ridges on her inner skin was heavenly followed by an empty feeling. She took a deep breath and shoved the dick back inside. She made a gasping, not being able to catch your breath sound and froze. She knew she was on the ragged edge of a monster of an orgasm and wasn't nearly ready for it to happen. She sat very still and waited. She was trembling and suddenly felt flushed and hot all over. She rolled her raised knee out farther and lifted the other foot to the seat. She looked down at her wide spread knees and thighs and at her hands holding the rubber dick. A few days ago she would have thought this to be impossible and very vulgar. Now.... Now it was real and beautiful. She watched as she drew the toy out. It's movements and the feelings overlapping into one picture in her mind. She whimpered and jammed the dick back in as her hips lifted and rolled up to meet it. She pulled it back and jammed it home again. The orgasm was there as she heard herself scream. Her body erupted into needle points of light and pin pricks of pure unadulterated pleasure. Her nervous system was one big electrical discharge the blasted her away into that never-never land of pure bliss. She hadn't touched her clit she realized somewhere far away and she found that interesting on some deeper level. ***** The big toy was eye opening for Brenda in so many ways. She didn't dare use it but that once that weekend as she wasn't sure how fast she would shrink after it stretched her so deliciously. She knew Ron would be all over her come Tuesday when he got home. She wanted to be ready, willing, and able when he did. She was unsure of a lot of things but one thing she did know, somehow and some way she was going to change the way she and Ron made love. Her body was awake now and had an appetite that was amazing. She had spent time with her hands and mouth all over that toy and she wanted to try some of it on Ron. Her only worry was what Ron would think and or do. She had to be careful or she would ruin the whole thing but she had two more days to play and to plan. So hopefully she could figure out something. If worse came to worse she could always do her housework in the nude with Ron home. That should get the ball rolling. Her mind jumped ahead to next month as she wondered what toy would show up and what she would do with it. Only time would tell about everything. Toys are Us Ch. 02 It was the third Tuesday of the month and Brenda was antsy and restless. The second toy of twelve was due today and she was as nervous as a new bride. The first toy, a large rubber dildo, had awakened her mind and body to all sorts of pleasures and feelings. She was doing her housework in the nude, a new thing since the toy had arrived. She had her housedress laying on a chair near the door for when the UPS man arrived. The thought of being naked under it when she answered the door made her blush deeply. The thought of answering the door naked flashed like fire through her mind. She took a deep breath and tried to get her mind off the new toy and sex in general, but her mind wasn't cooperating. Her mind kept going back to that first toy and her weekend alone. She had had her first orgasm that weekend Ron was gone and several dozen since then. She had even had several with Ron. Her mind turned to the Monday night that Ron had returned. It had been interesting, to say the least. He had been loving and attentive. He always was when he was gone for a few days. She hadn't expected him until the next day but he had called from the airport. He had grabbed a cab while she started supper. She had rushed to meet him at the door and they had kissed long and hard. His hands had been all over her back and even dipped down to caress and squeeze her butt. She had been whimpering and moaning as their tongues dueled fiercely. Her hands were all over his back also, which was unusual. Normally she just held on to him but tonight her hands wanted to roam. Ron raised his head and looked into her eyes. "God, I've missed you. I hate not being here with you, especially at night. Hotels are the loneliest places." Brenda nodded and smiled shyly. "I've missed you to." She whispered softly. Ron hugged her again and then stepped back. His eyes ran up and down her thin housedress. "Are you naked under that dress?" Brenda blushed and nodded. "My breasts, especially my nipples have been very sensitive and tender. My bra actually hurts when I have it on to long." The truth was, she hadn't had one on since she had returned home from dropping him off at the airport. "What about your panties?" Ron asked in a teasing voice. Brenda felt herself blushing again even deeper as she whispered, "I think of you and I get them wet. Anyway, if I'm not wearing a bra then why should I wear panties?" There was a hissing sound from the direction of the stove. Brenda turned and almost ran over to it. Her spaghetti was trying to boil over. She cut the heat down and waited until it settled down to open the lid and stir it. She gave a little jerk of surprise as Ron's hands slid around her waist and then up to cup her breasts. She gave a shivering shake and felt her pussy get wetter than it had been from their kiss. His hands were lightly stroking her breasts through the thin cloth and her nipples were hard and tingling. She rolled her shoulders back, pressing her breasts tighter against his hands. They had always been sensitive but now she was set on a hair trigger. She moaned as his hands rubbed her nipples. "They are sensitive aren't they?" Ron whispered. Brenda nodded and whimpered softly. Her playing with them all weekend had made them super sensitive, and now with a different set of hands on them she was afraid she'd come right there in the kitchen. She squeezed her thighs and shifted her hips, feeling the wetness getting even more slippery. Ron gave her breasts a little squeeze and she pulled back. "Careful dear they're tender, remember." She whispered with a hissing breath. Ron went back to caressing them lightly. "Much better dear." Brenda told him. He leaned in to nuzzle and kiss her neck. Brenda shivered again, her hands coming up to cover his. She guided his hands in a light caressing circle over the whole of her breasts and then barely brushed his palms over the hard bumps of her nipples. As she did, she moved back against him and rubbed her ass over the hard bulge in the front of his dress pants. "What's gotten into you dear?" Ron whispered in her ear as he kissed and nibbled it. "I don't know for sure but I suddenly want you and want you bad." Brenda whispered back, a breathy catch in her voice. The memory of that big toy dick in her pussy made her moan softly. The way it had rubbed her and made her feel so full was a building itch and ache in her lower belly. "Take me to bed," Brenda heard herself whisper and then didn't believe she had said it. "I've been waiting all weekend for you." She added as she moved his hands down across her stomach and placed one on either side of her sex. "Is my little girl horny?" Ron asked teasing her. Brenda nodded and then arched her back as one of his hands brushed over her mound and the other pushed the cloth of her dress against her sex and between her thighs. She would have to wash the dress her mind flashed and then she moaned as his fingers brushed her clit and she didn't think of the dress again. Her hands were on her breasts as his hands played with her sex. She wanted the dress out of the way, to feel his hands directly on her skin. She hurriedly undid the buttons down the front with shaky fingers. She hadn't felt this way under Ron's hands since very early in their marriage. A flight of butterflies was doing loops and swirls in her belly. A few moments later she shrugged her shoulders and slipped the top of the dress off. Ron's lips left her ear and returned to her neck and shoulder as the dress dropped around her hips. When Ron moved his hands back up to cup her breasts the dress fell to the floor to pool around her feet. His hands on her bare skin made her moan loudly and the thought of standing naked in the kitchen with Ron sent a chill up her spine. Her hands fumbled with the knobs on the stove turning off all the burners. When she had everything off, she turned around and kissed Ron with more passion than she had ever felt before for him. He kissed her back with a growing hunger of his own as his hands caressed and stroked her back and ass. The next thing she knew, Ron had her up in his arms and was headed for the bedroom. Her heart was beating faster and she was on fire with need. Ron laid her on the bed and kissed her hard and deep, his tongue going wild in her mouth. She wondered for a second what that would feel like on the other end of her body and then she moaned loudly. Ron broke the kiss, stood up, and started to undress quickly. Brenda's hands found her breasts and gently teased and caressed them. Ron's eyes hungrily followed her hands. When he took his pants off, Brenda's eyes were on his hard manhood where it stood upright against his lower belly. Right now it looked bigger than she remember it being, not as big as the toy but closer than her mind had told her it was. She whimpered softly as her fingers lightly pinched her nipples. That was something she had found by accident, that and pulling on them gently. Both shot flashes of pure pleasure straight to her pussy. As Ron got on the bed, Brenda had to force her hands to stay where they were; she wanted to grab his dick so much. She wanted to know if it felt like the toy. She wanted to know what it felt like and tasted like in her mouth. She wanted to tease it and herself so very much but she couldn't do any of it without shocking Ron. Ron moved over on top of her and plunged his dick into her pussy in one lunge. She gasped loudly and arched her hips up as he made a second stroke. His pelvic bone brushed across her clit as his dick rammed home. Brenda yelled loudly as she came and came hard, her hips hunching up against Ron as wave after wave washed through her. A few seconds later, Ron made a loud grunting groaning sound and came deep inside her. This just pushed Brenda even farther into her orgasm as the fiery heat bathed her insides. Ron was pressed tightly to her and she was pushing back, as her legs wrapped over his and pulled. ***** As they both slowly came back to earth, Ron started to get up as usual but Brenda's arms and legs held him in place. He relaxed with a sigh and nuzzled her shoulder and neck. Brenda made soft murmuring sounds of happiness and hugged him tightly. "I love you so much," Brenda whispered softly. "I love you to," Ron responded between soft sweet kisses on her neck. Brenda sighed. "I love what you're doing. It feels so good, so much better than you leaving me after we...." Shocked at what she was saying she left the sentence hanging. Ron pushed up and rested his weight on his elbows. "I always though that that was what you wanted. That I was to heavy to stay on top of you." "We could roll onto our sides. I'd just like for you to hold me afterwards, to know that you enjoyed it as much as I did." Ron did just that. With a couple of false starts they ended up on their sides cuddling. Ron's dick had slipped free but it didn't seem to matter. Once they were settled, Ron whispered, "I always enjoy making love to you, you know that." "Yes, I do dear but sometimes I need reassuring." Ron nodded and held her tightly. "You sure seemed to enjoy it tonight. I haven't felt you react like that since our honeymoon. You've seemed different since I came home but I can't put my finger on it." Brenda giggled as she thought about the big toy and then said, "I've missed you and thinking about you made me horny as hell. Like I said, I've wanted you since you left." Brenda paused as she sensed an opportunity to open things up a little. "Uh.... Dear.... Uh.... I have a confession to make." She began but wasn't sure where to go from there. Ron kissed her forehead and chuckled. "Don't tell me you had an affair with the post man." Brenda laughed and hit him on the shoulder. "No! It was the milkman, if you must know." "Dear, we don't have milk delivery." "Oh! Oh, yeah." Brenda replied with a giggle. "Actually, I did something I hadn't done since I was a child. Something my mother beat me for. Something I was told was wrong but it can't be wrong, it feels to good to be wrong." Brenda was close to tears now as she talked about something she never had before put into words. Ron watched his wife closely as he wondered just what the hell she was talking about. "What did your mom beat you for? She was a mean old woman at times but--." "For touching myself!" Brenda blurted out. "Oh!" Ron said as the light dawned. "There's nothing wrong with that, it's a natural thing." "Mother didn't think so, she said I was going to hell for it." Ron laughed and pulled his wife tightly to him. "If that was so, I'd be on fire right now or have very hairy palms." Brenda looked up at Ron with a questioning look on her face. Ron kissed her deeply as he stroked her back lightly. Brenda surrendered to the kiss and moaned softly as Ron's hands explored her ass and then one of them moved down between her legs. His fingers explored the wet mess around her opening and then dipped inside her. She gasped loudly and lifted her top leg up over his hip, allowing him easier access. His fingers made a soft squishing sound as they moved in and out. Brenda shivered and pushed back against his fingers. "Did you do this to yourself?" Ron asked softly. Brenda nodded and then gasped as a third finger joined the first two. "We need to get a shower in a bit and then after supper, I want you to show me what you did." Ron whispered as he continued to finger fuck his wife. Brenda moaned softly at the thought of Ron watching her and a louder one as his fingers moved more forcefully. An orgasm was building and Brenda moved up Ron's body a little ways. She was now partially on top of him and she could feel his dick swelling and getting firmer under her hip. She rubbed her hip against him as she pushed back against his fingers. Ron hadn't touched her like this since their honeymoon and Brenda wondered why that was. Ron's thumb brushed over her anus and she gasped loudly, all questions lost as her orgasm washed through her body. The memory of her own three fingers in her pussy just pushed her higher. ***** Brenda sighed deeply and snuggled against Ron's chest. He had one arm around her waist and his other hand rested wet and sticky on her ass cheek. She giggled and moved her hips from side to side, feeling his hot hard manhood under her hip. She was very happy and content, she realized. Ron kissed her hair and smacked her lightly on the ass. "Okay, it's shower time for us, my messy little wife." Brenda giggled and replied, "It's all your fault I'm so messy." "Uh huh." Ron said with a chuckle as he smacked her ass again. Brenda wiggled at the tingling of her ass cheek and kissed her husband gently. Ron kissed her back and ran his hands over her back and especially her ass. Brenda murmured softly in the pleasure his hands brought to her skin. This was so much better than the quick love making from before his trip, especially the cuddling part. Ron's hand smacked her ass again. Brenda broke the kiss and grinned at him. "You better quit that, I'm beginning to like it." She said jokingly. "Oh, is that so?" He said as he popped her a little harder. Brenda gave a little yelp, more startled than hurt and got to her knees. "Well, maybe not." She said as she back toward the edge of the bed. Her head was even with Ron's dick as she paused to study it closely for the first time in their married life. The big toy was bigger in length by several inches and a little thicker but other than that they looked very much alike. The toy had larger, more exaggerated veins but she could see some on Ron's dick. The circumcised head was what fascinated her. It looked like a mushroom with a rounded notch at the bottom and it was exactly like the toy. "Uh, did you find something interesting?" Ron asked. "Well.... Uh.... Yes.... I realized that I had never really looked at you closely. We always go straight to sex. I've never even touched you there." "I'm sure you did on our honeymoon, or at least I think you did." Ron said with a slightly confused look on his face. "That was five years ago dear and I don't remember touching you. Although I may have in the heat of the moment." Brenda replied and then blushed. A vision of her grabbing it and sucking it into her mouth crossed her mind. She could feel the heat rising from her breasts to her face. "It's kind of messy right now." Ron muttered still confused or was it nervousness and excitement she heard in his voice. "Then let's go wash it off in the shower." Brenda heard herself saying as she got off the bed. She was almost holding her breath waiting to see what Ron would say. Ron moved to the side of the bed and looked at her for a second. "Me being gone and you playing with yourself seems to have changed you. You seem more curious, more outgoing and to tell the truth, I like it." Brenda let her breath out slowly and then kissed Ron passionately. Ron was taken by surprise for a moment and then kissed her back with equal passion. After a few minutes, he ended up on his back with his warm squirming wife on top. Her hands were in his hair and his hands were again roaming her back and ass. With her legs spread wide by Ron's thighs, Brenda's wet slippery slit was pressed to his shaft. His dick felt so hot where it touched her. She couldn't moved to well with her feet off the floor but by wiggling from side to side she could feel the head brushing against her clit. She moaned loudly and broke the kiss. Things were going to fast, she needed to do this slowly. To fast on her part and she'd give Ron things to worry about. Why she knew this or how, was beyond her but she had to go with her instincts. She slowly got up off Ron and held out her hands. "Come on, let's get that shower." She whispered softly. Ron looked up at her and then took her hands as he sat up and then stood up. "I love you." He whispered as he hugged her tightly. His mind was on the feel of his wife on top of him. That was something they needed to check out in the near future, he thought as his wife kissed him softly. ***** As Ron adjusted the water temperature, Brenda got them a couple of towels. When she opened the door and slipped into the shower with him, he wondered why they had never done this before. He had thought about it but had never mentioned it to Brenda. Why was that? Fear that she wouldn't go for it? More than likely, that was it. Brenda seemed nervous and giggled as Ron started to soap her body up with his hands. The way his slick hands were moving over her body made her shiver. He had started at her shoulders and worked down her arms only to move back up her arms on the underside. As they reached her body, she raised her arms over her head and relaxed back against the shower wall. Ron's hands went down her sides and then back up to cup and soap her breasts. The slippery feeling was very much like that first time in the tub, the thought of which made her shiver again. After a moment or two she moaned softly and closed her eyes as she pushed her chest out, pressing her breast tighter to Ron's hands. His hands moved down over her sides and belly to her hips and then skipped down to her thighs and legs. When Ron's hands slipped between her thighs and moved upward, Brenda took a step to the side with each foot. Ron's hands moved on up to her upper thigh, one hand brushing her pussy as it moved between her legs. Ron soaped up the other thigh and then used both hands to wash her sex. Brenda was up on her toes by the time he moved on down her legs to her feet. Her breathing was fast and ragged. When he finished her feet he stood up and kissed her. The kiss took Brenda by surprise as she had her eyes closed but a second later she was wrapped around Ron as close and tight as she could get. The slip and slide of her body on his felt wonderful. His hard hot manhood rubbed deliciously back and forth over her belly, sending little sparks to her pussy. Ron broke the kiss and whispered, "Turn around so I can get your back." Brenda turned around and placed her hands on the wall. His hands felt very good as they caressed and massaged her back. As they went lower to her hips and then her ass, she bent over and rested her head on her forearms. Ron's hands were now on her ass, which made her shiver, especially when a finger or two dipped between the cheeks. When Ron used one hand to cup her sex from the rear, she gasped and came up on her toes. Her legs were already wide apart but she moved her feet and spread them even farther. That allowed Ron easier access to her pussy, which he took good advantage of by moving his hand back and forth. As one of his hands worked from the back, the other came around to caress her mound from the front. Ever so often he would dip a finger or two into her pussy from the back as his fingers in the front brushed her clit. Brenda was whimpering and moaning softly, her legs shaking, by the time he stood up. Him entering her from the rear made her gasp and then she was coming her brains out. He felt so much deeper from this direction and so different. The smack of his hips on her ass as he fucked her, just drover her higher and higher. She was so lost in her own orgasm she almost missed his, but the hot jets so deep inside blew her away. ***** Brenda smiled and then sighed happily at the memories. That evening and night were deeply etched in her mind, even more so than her wedding night, it was just to bad it hadn't lasted. Ron had gotten her to bed after the shower and had been gone to work when she woke up the next morning. Their lovemaking was more often now and much more satisfying but still missionary only. Ron cuddled afterwards but still got up to clean up and came back to go to sleep on his side of the bed. It didn't matter as much now as Brenda had learned to move her hips and get her own orgasm by the time he did, most of the time. Toys are Us Ch. 02 He never had asked for her to masturbate for him and she hadn't brought the subject back up. Slow and easy was what she told herself. It would take time and patience. The only problem was that they had slipped back into the old rut over the next few days. This bugged and frustrated her to no end. The ringing of the doorbell made Brenda jump. She hurried to the living room and grabbed her dress. For a moment she just stood there holding it and looking at the front door. The urge to just open the door was strong but her fears made her put the dress on and button it up. She had four or five buttons to go when the bell rang again. Her hand went to the doorknob and turned it. She could feel herself blushing as she opened it. The UPS man's smile sent shivers up her spine as she opened the screen door and took the package. She could feel his eyes on her as she signed the sheet. "Have a good day." He said as he turned and headed down the steps. "I certainly will." She replied as she closed the screen and watched him walk across the yard. He was wearing shorts in the heat and his darkly tanned legs looked outstanding. They were strong and muscular, as were his arms. The rest of him wasn't bad either, she thought as she closed the door. His muscular shoulders and back had strained the sweat stained shirt and his ass had looked tight and powerful under those shorts. Her mind was trying to attach the big toy to him, to find a way of getting him inside the house, to get him out of those shorts and shirt. She leaned back against the cool door and blew out a deep breath as she fought to get her mind off of the fantasy it was trying to build. This was something new and she was shocked by her own thoughts. She shifted her hips and felt the wetness between her legs. Her mind and body were conspiring against her. When her hand slipped inside the top of her dress and caressed her breast, she gasped. Her dress was unbuttoned far lower than she had ever worn it in public. Without her bra she realized that the UPS man had gotten a good look at her naked breast. This made her moan softly and then she took a hissing breath as her fingers pinched and pulled at her hard nipple. The package fell from her hand as it moved to rub her sex through the dress. A vision of his eyes on her breast made her moan again and her fingertip brushing her swollen clit turned the moan into a loud groan. She could come so easily right this second, she thought as her lower hand bunched the dress up trying to get to her bare pussy. Leaning against the cool door brought back memories of the shower and she shivered hard as she took a step to the side with each foot. The dress hem was high enough for her hand to slip underneath. Her fingers explored the slippery folds of her pussy and teased her clit. Brenda felt her hips jerk as she remembered Ron's fingers. With a force of will, she dropped the dress, picked up the package, and headed for the bedroom. She dropped the package on the counter as she passed, her mind on the big toy hidden in her lingerie drawer. The dress fell to the floor of the bedroom as she opened her dresser drawer and retrieved the big toy in its shipping box. She had a new toy, her mind flashed suddenly at the sight of the shipping box. Tossing the big toy on the bed she almost ran to the kitchen. The box was eight inches by six and three inches thick. She wondered briefly what would fill that kind of space. A minute or so with a knife had the wrapping off and the box ready to open. With trembling fingers she opened the flap end of the box and shook the bubble wrapped toy out on the counter. Using the knife again she cut the tape holding the wrap together. As it unfolded she was confused by it's shape, it looked a lot like a cactus with an arm. The main part was like the big toy but smaller, maybe six inches long and a little over an inch wide. Forking off and then running parallel with that was another prong about four inches long and about half as big around as the first. Brenda wondered what the little side finger was for and then blushed as a vision of it sliding into her ass as the main part went into her pussy. Brenda moaned softly as she clenched her thighs and ass cheeks together. She clenched and relaxed like that several times, feeling the wetness and the movement of her lower lips against each other. Her clit was trapped each time she did and a tingle radiated outward. She could feel her inner muscles tightening up, along with the tightening of her anus. With a shiver and a whimper, she picked up the toy and examined it. It was made of a firm rubbery material and had a plastic cap on the base. There was a tiny switch on the end of the cap. She flicked it back and forth with her fingernail but nothing happened. Batteries crossed her mind and she tried to unscrew the end. It came off easily. The compartment looked like it would hold a couple of the small batteries like she used in the wall clock. There were several spares in the kitchen draw, she remembered. Her fingers were fumbling and shaky as she loaded two of the batteries in the compartment and screwed on the cap. She flicked the little switch and nothing happened. She shook the thing and than made a whinny irritated sound as she remembered the batteries had to go in a certain way. Brenda quickly swapped them around and was spooked as the toy started vibrating as she screwed on the cap. She fumbled the switch off and finished tightening the top. She flicked the switch and felt of the main prong; it was vibrating mildly. The little prong on the other hand was vibrating wildly. She clicked the little switch off and glanced at the clock. It was a close to two PM, so she had four hours before Ron got home. She had supper to make, so make that two hours. Her legs shook as she turned and walked toward the bedroom. Her mind was on the little toy and what it would feel like if she got up the nerve to put it somewhere nothing else had ever been. Her mind was trying to talk her out of even trying the new toy but her body wasn't listening as she climbed up on the bed. She laid the new toy on her stomach and shook the big toy out of its box. She hadn't had it out since Ron came home and the sight of it made her whimper as she thought of the orgasms that it had given her that weekend. She licked her lips and then licked the head of the toy dick. In her mind it was Ron's dick. She used her tongue to explore the head, the flare under it, and the notch in that flare. She moaned loudly as she thought of doing that to Ron. She wondered what it would feel like to him and if he would enjoy it. The only problem was how to explain what she was doing and how she had thought of it to Ron. He would probably think she was some kind of a perverted person and then he would wonder who had taught her such nasty things. If she told him that her girl friend Rose, had put the idea in her head, he might believe her but more than likely he would forbid her to see Rose ever again. As it was, he considered Rose a tramp at best, but he did tolerated her for Brenda's sake. Brenda realized suddenly that she had the whole head of the toy dick in her mouth and she was sucking on it. She whimpered softly and with a force of will pulled it out, dropping it next to her. Her hands went to her belly and landed on the new toy. She jerked her hands away like it was hot. This whole toy thing was getting out of control. She jumped up off the bed, re-boxed the big toy, and went to find the box for the new one. In a few minutes she had both of them stored away in her lingerie drawer. Her mind was made up to sneak them over to Rose's house and give them to her. With her mind made up, she went to take a shower. ***** The first and third week of the month, Rose worked at the hospital, so it was late Friday afternoon before Brenda had a chance to talk to her friend. Ron had come home early and was out cutting the yard. On the phone, Brenda invited Rose over, saying that she had a problem and needed to talk about it. "Well, go ahead and spill it, I need a shower before Davy gets home. I'm way behind on my fucking and I'm planning on starting early and finishing late." Rose told her. "I can't talk about it over the phone. It's private, so come over here while Ron's still outside." Brenda pleaded. "Whoa, this sound like it's going to be juicy. Who'd you give it up to, who's the lucky guy?" "Rose, be serious, it's nothing like that." "Yeah, right! I'll be right over." Rose said and then hung up. ***** Rose came in the front door without even knocking and made a beeline for the kitchen. "Okay, spill it." She said as she sat down at the counter. Brenda slid a Wal-Mart sack down to her and said, "You need to take these with you and get rid of them for me." Rose looked at her funny and then opened the sack. A moment later she laughed and shook her head. "Oh wow, you won the contest. You lucky bitch you!" "You can have them and all the rest when they arrive." "Oh no, these are yours, you need them a lot more than I do. Maybe they'll teach you something about sex and pleasure." Brenda shook her head sharply. "No I don't. Those damn things are evil and are going to get me in a lot of trouble. I know all I need to know, thank you very much." With a laugh Rose whispered, "Oh hell yes, you've done tried them out and found out what real sex is about besides that shitty missionary crap you're used to." When Brenda blushed deeply, Rose laughed again, as she knew she had hit it right on the head. "You go girl!" "I only tried the first one and that was bad enough. As it is, I'm thinking about things that would wreck my marriage if Ron found out about them. I don't even want to know about that second one, just looking at it makes me think of even wilder things." "The wilder the better, I always say. You keep them, they're yours, and you won them fair and square. It's like it was meant to be." Rose told her. "Ron wouldn't understand, believe me." Rose laughed and pushed the toys back toward Brenda. "No, you believe me. If there's one thing I know its men. Ron's a man and the only thing that should be on his mind is fucking your sweet little ass off. You give him the right hints and make some accidental moves and he'll go nuts. I'll bet a dollar to that bag of toys that things have already improved." Brenda blushing again, made Rose laugh. "Yeah, I'm right. You even figured out what the big "O" was all about, right" Brenda's blush got even deeper. "You go, you bad girl, get you some! Get you a lot, you're way behind in the game of love and lust." "But what would I tell Ron?" "Tell Ron about what?" Ron asked from the door of the washroom. Brenda whirled around, her eyes and mouth wide open, in shear terror. Rose grabbed the sack with the toys in it and tossed it to Ron. "No!" Brenda yelled as he caught it. "Yes." Rose said softly. Ron looked at the sack and then at the two women. "Would someone like to tell me what's going on?" "Those are the first two toys from that contest." Rose said with a big grin. Ron looked confused and asked, "So?" "That's for you two to have fun figuring out." Rose said standing up. Ron still looked confused and Brenda was alternating between fear and anger, as Rose walked to the front door. At the door she paused and said to Ron, "Just remember, I entered Brenda in that contest for the good of both of you. From what I'd heard, your sex lives sucked and not in a good way. I thought maybe it would help and jump start you two." She paused to grin and then added, "If you have any questions, feel free to call and ask." "What the hell are you talking about?" Ron asked loudly. With a laugh Rose waved and went out the door. Ron looked over at his wife and shook his head. "That woman is nuts, what the hell do a couple of kids toys have to do with our sex lives...." He paused and looked at Brenda sharply. "What the hell does she know about our sex lives?" "Well, uh, well...." Brenda stammered. "We talk some, she talks mostly, but ever so often I did answer a question or two." "Uh huh!" Ron said as he tossed the sack on the counter. Brenda's eyes followed the sack and she had the urge to grab it and run. But she had nowhere to run and even if she did, she'd have to explain when she got back. She changed tactics quickly as fear of losing Ron overpowered her natural shyness and general fear. "These aren't kids toys." She whispered as she pulled the sack over in front of her. Ron looked confused and asked, "Then what kind of toys are they?" "Sex toys." was her almost inaudible response. Ron looked at her sharply as his mouth dropped open. Then his eyes drifted to the sack and then back to his wife. "So this is why you've changed? I believed that story about your mom beating you for playing with yourself." "That was true dear and I only played with one of the toys. I opened the second one but didn't use it. I tried to give them both to Rose but she said I, uh, we needed them more." Brenda said in a pleading rush. Ron looked at his wife with a mixture of expressions flying across his face. Anger came first and then fear, followed by uncertainty and fear again. Then anger reappeared and then he sighed and looked away. He took his time getting a stool at the counter pulled out and himself seated on it. His eyes went to the sack and he opened his mouth to speak and then shut it. Brenda was waiting for him to start yelling at her. She was surprised when he asked softly, "Does my making love to you satisfy you? I mean completely satisfy you?" Brenda thought how best to answer the question and then sighed as she decided the truth was best. "It didn't at one point but what I learned from that first toy and from playing with myself has help it a lot. I've learned what an orgasm is really like and how to get one with you. I love that we cuddle afterwards now and I loved that shower we took together. Most of all I love you." She said slowly. Ron looked at his wife for nearly a minute and then asked, "What did Rose say was wrong with our lovemaking?" Again the truth was what she used as she replied, "That our sex life was to bland and that there was a lot more to sex than just the missionary position. She's very active with her husband and figured everyone should be just as active in their marriage. She said the toys would spice things up and they did until I got scared." "What scared you?" "I worried about some of the things I had started thinking about. About how you might react to them and what you would think of me for even having those thoughts much less putting them into action. I was afraid of hurting you or worse, losing your love for me." Brenda confessed. Ron's hand moved to cover his wife's. "I could never stop loving you." He told her. "Are you sure? I've had some very raunchy fantasies as of late." "Do they all involve me?" Ron asked softly and a little shyly. Brenda lied and whispered, "Yes, all of them." "Then how could I be mad about that? I know you love me and I know that we don't do a lot of things sexually that other couples do but...." Ron paused and then didn't go on. "But what, dear?" Brenda prompted. Ron looked at her and then smiled. "We were both young and virgins when we got married. We didn't know much about anything and sex was high on that list. Since then I've learned things from buddies and just listening in on conversations. Things that I wanted to try with you but had no idea how to open a dialog without you thinking I had been with someone else." Brenda giggled and then said, "That's the way I was feeling. I would figure something out or have this idea and then I'd wonder what you would think of it. Then I'd wonder how I would explain how I learned it to you." Ron laughed and picked up the sack. He stood up and pulled his wife to her feet. As he led her toward the bedroom, he said, "I think I'll be calling in sick on Monday and maybe the next day. We have a lot to explore, if I don't miss my guess." "No dear, you're right on with it. I have a dozen or so things on my mind right now that will take most of that time to figure out." Brenda said with a big grin and a silent thank you to Rose. Toys are Us Ch. 03 Brenda and Ron got a shower together. They spent a lot time soaping each other up. Ron teased Brenda's breasts, sex, and asshole and Brenda explored Ron's body, especially his dick, which she felt stiffen and get hard in her hands for the first time. She marveled at its hardness and how hot it was. She liked the way Ron groaned and shivered when she ran her hand up and down the shaft for to long of a time. She used her hand to caress the spongy head, which made him groan even louder. With one hand she cupped his ball and rolled them gently. They were heavier and bigger than she had imagined. Ron's slippery soapy hands on her breasts made her shiver, as did his hands on her sex. When he brushed her clit, she moaned and when a finger touched her asshole she came up on her toes with a loud groan. Their exploration ended rather suddenly when the hot water ran out. They were laughing like school kids as they hurriedly rinsed soap off and got out to dry each other off. This ended with them kissing deeply and passionately. Ron finally broke the kiss, scooped his wife up in his arms, and carried her to bed. As he deposited her on the bed, he asked, "Well, where do we begin?" "We already have in the shower. I got to touch and feel of your dick and you had me on the ragged edge of an orgasm with your fingers on my ass, breasts, and sex." Brenda whispered. "Ok, then where to now?" He asked climbing on the bed with her. Brenda's hand jumped to his hard dick and she whispered shyly with a blush, "What would you say, if I said, I wanted to kiss, lick and maybe even suck on this?" She gave his hard shaft a gentle squeeze for emphasis. "I'd, uh...." Ron stammered and then he took a deep breath. "I'd love for you to." He got out and then blushed deeply. Brenda had never seen him do that and smiled as she slid down in the bed until her face was right in front of his manhood. "I tried this on the toy but I have no idea if the same things I liked to do to it will feel good to you. So you're going to have to tell me what you like and what you don't like." Ron nodded quickly and then took a deep breath before he said, "I've often dreamed of you doing this, but I was afraid to ask about it." "Have you ever thought about doing it to me?" Brenda asked in a low whisper. Ron nodded and she shivered heavily. "I was hoping you would say that." She added a little louder, just before her tongue flicked out and brushed over the spongy head of Ron's dick. Ron groaned deeply as his hips jerked forward, bumping the head against Brenda's soft lips. She kissed it and then swirled her tongue around the flange. Ron groaned even louder and trembled heavily. "Oh God, that feel so good." He whispered in a strained voice. Reassured by what he said, Brenda swirled her tongue again and then tickled the notch on the bottom side of the flange with the tip of her tongue. Ron gave out with a barking yelp as she felt the shaft of his manhood swell. Then he was coming for all he was worth, his cum flying out in strong jets that carried it high in the air. Most of his cum landed on his belly as he jerked and twitched through his orgasm but some of it landed in Brenda's hair. At the moment she really didn't care. She felt like the sexiest and most powerful woman in the world. She had gotten her husband off faster than she could ever remember it happening. She grinned broadly and then sucked the spongy head into her mouth and ran her tongue all over and around it. Ron gave another yell and lifted his hips high off the bed. This thrust forward caught her by surprise and half his dick went into her mouth. Brenda sucked on it and fluttered her tongue over the large vein on the bottom of the shaft. Her mind was more on the salty, musky taste that filled her mouth with such a different flavor. It was the flavor of her husband and she was savoring it. She just wished she hadn't missed the start, but then again.... Her mind tried to shy away from the question of did she really want that in her mouth and then what would she do with it. The simplest thing would be to swallow but was that wise. She filed it away for later as something to ask Rose about. She continued to suck and swirl her tongue around as Ron's hips slowly lowered back to the bed. When his dick came out of her mouth, she sighed deeply, licked her lips like a kitten after eating cream, and then smiled lovingly down at her husband. Ron was lying perfectly still, his eyes were closed, and he was breathing raggedly. Brenda looked at the globs of creamy stuff on his belly and used a fingertip to stir it around. It was slippery, very slippery she found as she rubbed two fingers together. Without letting herself think about it, she raised the fingers to her lips and sucked on them. She shivered as Ron's musky tangy flavor once again filled her mouth. It was a flavor that made her thighs and pussy clench up tightly. She thought that was an odd reaction but then she giggled as she thought about her orgasms as he had come deep inside her. Her pussy should know the taste rather well and probably wanted some now. She giggled again as she dipped her finger again and licked it off. She was sucking on her finger when she noticed that Ron's eyes were open and he was grinning up at her. She pulled her finger out of her mouth and whispered, "You taste yummy. Its no wonder my little pussy likes it so much." She ended with another giggle. Then she blushed deeply as she realized what she had said. Ron reached up and pulled her down for a smoking hot kiss. By the time it ended, Brenda was breathing as hard as Ron had been earlier. His mouth, his lips, his tongue, and his hands had consumed her with passion. She was so turned on that she never knew when they rolled over. The first she realized, Ron was sucking and nibbling on her nipples and licking her breasts like ice cream cones. She shivered and moaned loudly. His mouth, lips, teeth, and tongue were shooting lightening bolts straight to her pussy. It was like her pinching and pulling on her own nipples but magnified a hundred times. His teeth were the worst, she wanted to yell out each time he nipped her nipples. Her hips would jerk uncontrollable and her pussy would clench up tightly. She suddenly wondered if she could come from him biting her nipples. Her hands went to his head and held him in place as he nibbled her left nipple. When he nipped it again, she did yell. He moved his head over the other nipple and bit it gently. Brenda yelled again as her hips jerked even harder than before. Ron went to bite it again, but this time he raised his hand and pinched her other nipple as he bit. Brenda came unglued, thrashing around on the bed as she came with nothing or nobody touching her pussy. Part of her thought it odd but another part said the hell with it as her orgasm rolled on. Ron was alternating between nipples, nipping and pinching at random. Brenda kept on coming and coming. Somewhere Brenda had swatted at Ron's head and hands and rolled over to curl up on her side. She had reached a limit and couldn't take any more. Ron curled up behind her and held her tightly as she shivered and shook, her breathing coming in sobs and gasps. She was aware of him behind her, his arms around her, his lips on her neck, his hard hot dick pressed against the crack of her ass. That last made her shiver and shake harder as she thought of him fucking her in this position. ***** Brenda's eyes snapped open and she took a ragged deep breath as a chill ran up and down her spine. That dream had been so real and.... She shifted her hips and felt Ron's hot hard dick still pressed between her ass cheeks. She shivered, it wasn't a dream, she realized suddenly. Memories of the shower, her sucking Ron's dick and him coming, of him sucking and biting her nipples and the orgasm she had had filed past and got organized. She definitely owed Rose big time, especially if this was just the start. She shifted her hips experimentally and then wiggled back tighter against his dick. It was so very hot pressed between her ass cheeks. Visions of the new toy with its extra arm floated before her eyes and she shivered. Thoughts of it in her ass and pussy at the same time made her moan softly. As her ass flexed against Ron's hot hard dick, she shivered and sighed. Ron's voice scared her as he asked, "What are thinking about?" Brenda quickly though about how she should answer and then replied, "I was thinking how hard and hot your dick was pressed against my ass." She flexed her hips again and then added, "I was thinking of the new toy that has an extra arm on it. It vibrates." "Maybe it's time I saw those toys." Ron whispered. There was a short silence and then he added, "And how you play with them." With a shiver at the thought of using the toys in front of Ron, she whispered, "I don't know if I could show you. You know, let you watch me. I don't think I'd have the nerve." "You could start by playing with yourself. You were going to do that for me when I came home that night, remember." Brenda nodded as another shiver ran up her spine. Visions of her playing with her pussy while he watched made her antsy and an itchy feeling was starting deep in her sex. "I could do that." She whispered quickly, more quickly than she had meant to. Ron shifted his hips back and forth, moving his manhood up and down in the cleft of her ass. Brenda whimpered and moved her hips in counterpoint. Ron's hand came up and cupped her breast for a moment before he teased her nipple and pinched it lightly. Brenda moaned softly. "I'm not mad about the toys or anything." He reassured her. "In fact I'm grateful to them. They've already taught us both so much and opened our sex life up." Brenda nodded and whispered, "I didn't know a woman could come from having her nipples bit and pinched. I didn't know you would shot off from me licking your dick. I didn't know how hot you got when you were hard. That's just what I've learned since we came to bed." Ron chuckled and stopped moving his hips. "You're going to find out how hot my cum is in the crack of your ass in a minute if we don't be still." Brenda stopped moving and then giggled. "What if that's something I want to learn about?" She asked shyly. "I know a much better way to let you feel it than this." Ron said with a little hesitation in his voice. "Oh!" Brenda said and then she asked in a low whisper, "Would you like to show me?" "I'd love to." Ron whispered. "Roll over on your belly." Brenda rolled over and laid out flat. She was wondering what he had in mind. "Get up on your hands and knees." Ron whispered. His voice held a soft quiver of emotion. Brenda rose up on her hands and knees as Ron moved to the end of the bed and came up behind her. Brenda's mind was working overtime as a dozen things flashed around in her head, most of them centered on the sensitive ring of her anus. "Spread your knees a little and relax." Ron told her as his hands caressed her ass. "I've heard about having sex in this position and I've always wanted to try it." Brenda gasped loudly at the thought and then moaned as his hands rubbed along her back and he pressed his hot hard member back into the crack of her ass. His heavy balls bumped her opening and she gasped loudly again. In this position, she could feel his dick rubbing directly on the tight ring of her anus and brushing the edge of her wet opening. She shivered and moaned as he flexed his hips back and forth. She dropped to her elbows and he was rubbing her opening even more. He was moving easier as her slippery juices coated the underside of his shaft. She moved her arms and laid her head on the bed. Now his balls brushed her clit. She gasped loudly and pushed back against him. "I take it you like what I'm doing?" Ron asked. Brenda groaned loudly as his dick and balls rubbed across her low-slung clit. "Oh yes!" She almost yelled as her clit was rubbed firmly again. "It feels good to me to." Ron whispered as he moved his hips more forcefully. Brenda was moaning loudly and shaking by the time Ron stopped moving. She made a whimpering sound of frustration, as she was right on the edge of a big orgasm. When the head of his dick touched her opening and slipped inside her vagina, she went off like there was no tomorrow. She yelled loudly and rammed her hips back hard. His dick went in all the way and her ass cheeks slapped against his hips. Brenda felt like she had the big toy in her, only it was hot and pulsing with life. She went up in smoke with an even louder yell that continued as Ron started to fuck her with full firm strokes. His hands on her hips held her in place as he fucked her even harder. Brenda was in another world. A world of cascading orgasms as her pussy filled and emptied to the movement of his dick. She could hear her own yell going up the scale and getting louder at the same time. Ron's hips slapping her ass was a loud clapping in counterpoint to her yell. Suddenly Ron was coming deep inside her pussy. Deeper and hotter than he had ever been before, she realized. Her orgasm shot up to a whole new plane as she went quiet and pushed her ass back against him hard. She ground her ass against his hip and tried to force him even deeper. She was suddenly so happy that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. ***** Ron's weight on her ass and back was the first thing she was aware of as she came down from wherever she had been. She was blissfully at peace with the cosmos and his weight was an annoyance. Brenda slowly slid forward onto her belly and then tried to get Ron to roll over. It took a couple of tries and then he got the idea and rolled over on his side, taking her with him. The both sighed as they cuddled up spoon fashion. They were both breathing hard and fast. Brenda could feel Ron's dick rubbing along the walls on her sex and especially over the skin at the opening. She shivered as she realized he was still fairly hard. She marveled at this. He was normally flaccid rather quickly. Ron mumbled and muttered as he kissed and licked the back of her neck. He paused to take several deep breaths and then blew the last one out slowly. He kissed her neck again and then sighed deeply. "I'm sorry dear." He whispered hoarsely. "What for?" She asked in the same type whisper. "I was going to pull out and shot in the crack of your ass but I got carried away." Brenda started to laugh and then moaned as her sex clamped down on Ron's dick tightly. After a moment she relaxed and whispered, "It's quite alright dear, I'm very happy with where you did shoot off. We can always try it again later." Ron chuckled softly and asked, "That position or cumming on your ass?" "Both!" Brenda whispered. "Especially that position. I loved it. You were so deep and so hot inside me." "I loved it also." Ron said sleepily. "I love looking at your ass and seeing myself sliding in and out." Brenda smiled and snuggled back tighter against him. She was happy in so many ways. That orgasm would always be special to her. It was her first one that wasn't in the missionary position. ***** Brenda woke up and rolled over on her back. She wondered at sleeping on her side, she normally slept on her belly or back. Then she remembered Ron fucking her from behind and them falling asleep cuddled up like two spoons with his dick still inside her. She shivered and sat up. She was instantly aware of two things. One was sore muscles in odd places and the other was how sticky she felt between her legs and on her inner thighs. She grinned as she scooted over and got out of bed. She looked at the sheets and frowned. She would have to change them. But that was for later, right now, she needed a hot shower. Ron was in the bathroom shaving as she came in. "Good morning sweetheart." He said cheerfully as he grabbed her and kissed her deeply. He smelled of soap and tasted of toothpaste. He had been up a while she thought as she melted into his kiss. This was a great way to start the day. He hadn't kissed her this way in the mornings or even at night in a long time. She loved it. The kiss broke slowly and Brenda smiled at her husband as she whispered, "I love you. I love you so much." Ron smiled back at her and whispered, "I love you to." "I know last night was real but it feels like a dream," she whispered shyly. "It wasn't a dream believe me. I have some sore muscles to prove it." Ron said and then chuckled. "Not to mention the sticky mess all over me." Brenda felt herself blush as she told him about her sore muscles and stickiness. He hugged her tightly and whispered, "Get in the shower and get all clean so I can get you messy again in a little while." "Promise?" She asked as he released his grip on her. He nodded and then looked down between them. Brenda dropped her eyes and grinned as she saw his manhood standing tall and proud. She reached out and brushed her fingers over it for a second before wrapping her fingers around it. "Hey now, you need a shower." Ron said. "I'll fix us some breakfast while you do. Something light so you can show me how you play with yourself. I still want to see. Who knows, I might just learn something." He ended with a deep chuckle. Brenda sighed and released her grip on his dick. Looking up into his eyes, she whispered, "We've both already learned a lot and not all of it is about sex directly." Ron looked at her quizzically for a second and then grinned as he realized what she was talking about. "Oh you mean the kiss and you touching me like you were. And even my offering to make breakfast. Yes, we're learning and I'm loving it." Brenda came up on her toes and kissed him gently. When she dropped down, she whispered, "Me to, now I'm going to shower, and don't make to big a mess in the kitchen." She added with a grin. "I've already got to change the sheets on the bed." "Hey, I had a lot of help with that mess." Ron said jokingly to her back as she walked towards the shower stall. Brenda looked at him over her shoulder and grinned as she swayed her hips provocatively. "Yes, you did as a matter of fact." She whispered as she paused to open the shower door. ***** Brenda had time to change the bed before breakfast was ready. Seeing Ron naked in the kitchen had made her heart flutter. Walking around and changing the sheets naked with him home made her wet and wanton. When he smeared jam on her nipple and then licked it off, she damned near jumped him on the kitchen floor. She had started to put something on to eat in, but he had shook his head and said, "Nope, we're staying naked unless someone shows up at the door. I like to look at you as you move around. You are such a sensuous, beautiful, and sexy woman. I want to look at you and have you look at me." Instead of sitting across from each other as was their norm; they sat next to each other as they ate. Ron would pause eating ever so often to caress her shoulder, or to run his hand up and down her thigh. Brenda felt like she was sitting in a puddle by the end of the meal. Ron hadn't made much of a mess in the kitchen and she told him it was her job to clean up since he cooked. He helped her clean up and then stood back as she made the dishwater in the sink. A few minutes after she started washing the dishes, he slipped up behind her. His hands sliding around her waist was her first clue he was behind her. He moved up behind her close enough that she could feel his hot dick touching her ass. She pushed her ass back against him more firmly and his hands came up to caress her breasts. When she fumbled a pan for the second time, she leaned back against him and whispered, "I'm gong to break all the dishes if you keep this up and I already need another shower." Toys are Us Ch. 03 His hand slid down across her belly and cupped her sex. She could feel how slippery she was as his hand moved between her thighs. She moaned softly and took a small step to the side, allowing him easier access to her secrets. His hand felt wonderful, even if it was moving randomly and irregularly, as if he wasn't sure what to do. She dropped her hand on top of his and guided it until his middle finger dipped between the folds of her sex. She took a deep hissing breath as his finger rubbed her slit and bumped over her clit. Her hips moved her back against his hot dick and forward against the finger. Brenda suddenly realized that she was whimpering and moaning softly as an orgasm was rising rather quickly. She wondered what it would feel like to come in the kitchen and then she giggled at the absurdity of the idea. "What's funny dear?" Ron asked in a low whisper and she told him. He chuckled and nodded against her shoulder. "Do you want to go back to bed and show me what I'm supposed to be doing here? I don't have any idea really." Brenda gave a shiver and whispered; "With only a little help you've got me right on the edge." His hand on her breast pinched her nipple sharply and she jerked. His fingertip rolled her clit around as she had shown him and she burst into flames right there in front of the sink. With a soft yell she was coming. Her hips bounced jerkily back and forth between his dick and his finger. She grabbed onto the counter for support, as her knees got weak from the surging pleasure between her legs. Sparks and fire shoot out along her nerve endings and made her jerk and twitch all over. Ron ended up holding her up. He had had to move both his hands to get a good grip on her and now he was hugging her tightly from behind. Brenda laid her head back against his shoulder and rubbed her ass against the long hot presence of his dick. How long they stood there, Brenda wasn't sure. Her body was down to trembling and tingling by the time she could take some of her weight off Ron and her arms. "Washing dishes will never be the same." She whispered softly in a trembling voice. Ron kissed her hair and chuckled. "I don't think anything is ever going to be the same around here again." "I hope you mean that in a good way." Brenda said. "With a wonderful sexy wife like you, how could it? Especially now that we've found out that both of us love sex and I don't mean the boring way we were going about it." Brenda stood up and turned around. She smiled up at Ron as she whispered, "It takes a sexy husband to make a sexy wife." Ron laughed and then kissed her deeply. When he broke the kiss, he swept her up in his arms. "Then I guess you had better teach your husband how to please his sexy wife, so he can be the sexy husband he's supposed to be." ***** Brenda expected to be carried to the bedroom and was surprised when Ron deposited her in the overstuffed chair in the living room. "I'll be back in a second." He told her as he headed for the bedroom. He returned a few minutes later with a towel and the bag of toys. "Stand up so I can spread this towel under you. As messy as we seem to get, I'd hate to ruin your favorite chair." Brenda giggled and blushed deeply as she stood up. "I.... Uh... I'm.... Uh...." She stammered as she realized he wanted her to play with herself here in the living room. Ron kissed her softly and then sat her down in the chair. "I want to be able to see all of you and see everything you do. Think of it as educating a dummy." "But the living room? I'm not sure I could, uh, you know, in here." Brenda whispered. Just sitting there in front of Ron naked, had her antsy and fidgety. How she could feel that way after that monster of an orgasm in the kitchen was beyond her wildest dreams. Then she remembered what Rose had said about being horny all the time. Was this what she had meant? Brenda shivered at the thought. Ron opened the sack and took both boxes out. "Which one should I open?" With a quiver in her voice, Brenda replied, "I've only played with the long one." Ron grinned as he opened the wide flat box. He took the double-pronged vibrator out and looked it over. He held it next to his hard dick and chuckled. "It's shorter than me but wider at the base. What's this short little arm for?" "I.... Uh.... I don't, uh, really know. I have some ideas but like I said, I never got around to playing with it." "Why not? And for that matter, why were you trying to give them away to Rose?" Brenda blushed deeply and stammered, "Some of the thoughts I was having scared me and I got to worrying about giving you some wrong ideas." Ron smiled, knelt down, and leaned in to give Brenda a soft gentle kiss. When he leaned back he said, "You should have hit me up side the head with a skillet a long time ago for being such a idiot. I knew there was more to sex but I didn't know how to open my mouth and mention it to you. I had worries of my own and for the same reasons." Brenda nodded and whispered, "I guess we both wanted more but didn't know how to say so. We were scared of what the other would think." Ron nodded and then grinned as he reached out and pushed her back in the chair. "I can fix that!" He said as he hooked his hands under her knees, lifting and spreading them. She ended up with a leg over each arm of the chair. Brenda gasped as Ron lifted and spread her legs so wantonly. When he hooked her knees over the chair arms she blushed and then trembled as she realized he was looking at her openly displayed sex. He was kneeling only a foot or so from the chair. When Ron licked his lips, Brenda whimpered at the thought of that tongue on her clit. Her hands were on her breasts before she could stop them. Ron's eyes flicked up to her hands. Brenda could see the lust and love in his eyes and that empowered her. With more confidence, she caressed her breasts and teased her nipples with her fingernails. Flicking the tip of her nail against her super sensitive nipples, shot little jolts of pleasure straight to her wet pussy. Ron's eyes made her even wetter as they followed her every move. Brenda dropped her eyes and stared at Ron's hard dick sticking up against his lower belly. There was a clear drop of fluid on the very tip. She licked her lips and moaned at the thought of licking it off. The orgasms from licking and sucking the big dildo while she had played with herself that first weekend came to her mind. On impulse she whispered, "Hand me the toy." Ron didn't respond for a second and then he held it out to her. She continued to tease her breast and nipple with one hand, while she raised the new toy to her lips and licked it like she had Ron's dick. Ron's eyes flicked up to the toy and he groaned softly as she sucked the head into her mouth. This toy was made of a soft jelly like plastic and it tasted bad. Brenda pulled it out of her mouth and made a face. "Give me the other toy, this one tastes terrible." Ron stood up and moved to the side of the chair. "Here, try this one." He whispered as he held his dick down, pointing it at her mouth. She laid the toy in her lap and made a soft whimpering sound as she leaned sideways and sucked the head of Ron's dick in her mouth. They both groaned loudly and Ron flexed his hips forward pushing more of his shaft into her mouth. Brenda wasn't surprised this time and continued to suck and flutter her tongue wildly around. His taste was wonderful but not as strong as before. She moved her head back and swirled her tongue around the flare below the head. Ron groaned loudly and trembled. After a minute or so, Ron moved his hips back, pulling his dick out of her mouth. Brenda had had both hands on her breasts and made a whining sound as he did. She looked up at him questioningly. "I'm very close to coming and I don't want to this soon." He whispered breathily. Brenda smiled up at him and licked her lips. "I can wait. This time I want it all, not just a taste afterwards." When Ron shivered, her smile turned into a grin. "You like that idea I take it." Ron nodded and moved to kneel in front of her again. He caressed her thighs and then picked up the toy. "How does this thing work?" "There's a little switch on the end. That makes it vibrate." Brenda explained. Ron flicked the little switch and the toy began to hum. He felt of the big shaft and then the little one. "Very interesting," he whispered as he rubbed the toy along Brenda's inner thigh. When she jerked and gasped, he rubbed it along the other one with the same reaction. He ran the head of the big prong along her puffy outer lips for a second. Brenda's gasp was even louder and the jerk much harder. "Does that feel good?" He asked as he continued to caress her pussy lightly. Brenda nodded and sighed. "Yes, in an itchy, tingly way." When he brushed the head along her slit, she took a hissing breath and then jerked as it touched her clit. The sudden jolt of pure pleasure to her center made her jerk and give out with a sharp little yelp. Ron jerked the toy away and asked hastily, "Did I hurt you?" Brenda took a deep shuddery breath and shook her head. "Oh no, believe me, you didn't hurt me at all." "Maybe you need to take this thing before I do hurt you with it." Ron told her. "You're doing just fine dear. I don't know any more than you do. You just have to be careful around my clit." "Your what?" Ron asked. Brenda smiled and used two fingers to pull up on each side of her slit and then spread it a little wider. Her clit popped into view and the hood was pulled all the way back. "The bump you were rubbing when we were at the sink. The one that made me go boom big time." Ron leaned closer until his face was just a few inches above Brenda's sex. "You mean that little pink button between your fingers?" He asked. Brenda could feel his breath on her sex and clit as he spoke. She bit her lip and moaned softly as her hips trembled. Suddenly, something hot, wet, and slippery slid across her clit. She was so surprised that she didn't make a sound. Her body wasn't though and it made her sit halfway up as muscles in her stomach contracted. Ron licked her clit again and Brenda gasped loudly this time as her stomach muscles jerked and quivered. On the third lick, her hand found his head and tangled in his hair, pulling him forward as she lifted her hips. Ron's hot mouth and nimble tongue were all over her sex. Brenda wanted to scream but nothing would come out. Her orgasm was like a monster waiting in the dark, ready to jump out and consume her but in it's own time. That hot slippery tongue made her breath in without breathing out. If she ever caught her breath, she would explode. When Ron's tongue circled her sopping wet opening and then slipped inside, she sat straight up, grabbed his head with both hands, and tried to shove his tongue in even deeper. It felt so different from his dick, a toy, or even a finger. It was like an electric wire shoved up inside, one that lit the final fuse on the biggest explosion of her life. Brenda's hands pulling on Ron's head just spurred him on to explore the sweet, musky depths of his wife's pussy. Her smell and taste made him moan softly and her reactions to his tongue made him feel alive and powerful. He suddenly realized that his tongue was now the very center of her world as her orgasm crashed down on her. The world ended in blinding light and pinwheels of fireworks, as far as Brenda was concerned. There was nothing but the feel of Ron's hot tongue wiggling and squirming in her vagina and pure liquid fire running up and down her body. She couldn't breath in or out; her body was frozen. Finally she took a great big gasping breath and let out a long wailing moan. The world started to move again. Ron's hot tongue was still inside her and now she could feel her hips moving back and forth as she fucked herself on that marvelous thing. Ron was helping by moving his head back and forth rapidly. Brenda's orgasm was starting to taper off slightly and the movement of her hips slowed. Ron pulled his head back and suddenly there was a cold sensation against her opening. Slowly that coldness entered her. Her eyes popped open and she looked down. The new toy was in Ron's hands and slowly it was sinking into her vagina. Brenda moaned loudly and flexed her hips forward, cramming more of the toy in. The thicker base spread her open and filled her. Her mind went to the big toy and how it had stretched and filled her so completely. Ron flipped the little switch on the base of the toy and Brenda froze. The small little circles and twitches that her hips had been making stopped instantly. Ron looked up at his wife's face. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open in a silent O. He continued to hold the toy still except for the vibrations. Brenda's mind was frozen again. The vibrations in her vagina were bad enough but the end of the little arm was pressing against her clit. The monster was back in the shadows and this time it had a club. She wanted to make Ron move the toy away from her clit but her body wouldn't respond. She couldn't breath again, much less speak, and her hands and arms didn't want to work in the least. The monster was approaching quickly and Brenda was suddenly scared. Ron pulled the toy out almost all the way and slowly pushed it back in. Brenda gasped loudly and then yelled as the toy stopped where it had been before, only now her hips were jerking and jumping. The tip of the little buzzing finger was working back and forth over her clit and the monster was beating her body with the club. Ron was surprised by his wife's reaction. He knew she was having an orgasm but this was a beauty by what he had observed in the past. He also noticed the little finger rubbing her clit. He pulled back on the toy slightly and then pushed forward again. Brenda arched up, her ass coming completely up off the chair as she yelled. Her ass moving so quickly rammed the toy even deeper and suddenly the orgasm was on a totally different plan as something inside her vagina kicked in. The thick vibrating base was rubbing something that took her breath again. The vibrator moved out and then back in. Brenda took a gasping breath and flexed her hips rapidly. Between the finger on her clit and the vibrations on whatever it was inside, she was about to die. Her body was a mass of surging pleasure and electrical tingles. Her mind was flashing pinwheels of light and cascading pleasure. Her orgasm would level off or start to drop and Ron would move the toy. The orgasm would jump back up and Brenda would yell again. This went on until Brenda finally slumped and slipped down in the chair, her head lolling to the side. Ron had watched his wife with a look of awe on his face. He knew that woman's orgasms were different from men's and that they could have more than one at a go but this was something beyond his imagination. He marveled at his sexy wife and the look on her face, a mask of almost pain that was pure pleasure. When she slumped, he got worried. When he called her name and she didn't move, he got scared. He pulled the toy out of her and shut it off. He came up on his knees and felt of his wife's neck and then he sighed with relief as he felt a pulse. She had only passed out. With a grin, he straightened her legs and lifted her out of the chair. She was dead weight as he carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the freshly made bed. He pulled the bedspread over her and kissed her gently on the forehead. Brenda murmured softly and then sighed deeply. A moment later she was snoring softly, fast asleep. Ron was smiling as he went to finish washing the breakfast dishes. He replayed the memories of his hot sexy wife as he did. They were right; nothing would ever be the same around this house ever again. Especially the boring sex part. Toys are Us Ch. 04 Brenda awoke with a slightly fuzzy mind but feeling wonderful. She rolled over on her back and stretched her arms high over her head, with her legs straight and her toes pointed tightly at the foot of the bed. Twisting her back from side to side, she sighed as muscles eased and several joints in her lower back popped. She sat up in bed, the fuzziness was fading, and she smiled for no other reason except she felt so good. She sat there for a moment as memories of the living room chair and Ron slowly floated up in her mind. She felt herself blush as she remembered Ron lifting and spreading her legs. And then she was scrambling off the bed and looking for her husband. Memories of Ron licking her clit and shoving the new toy in her pussy made her almost miss a step as she ran into the kitchen. Ron naked, sitting at the breakfast table drew her up short. That and the memories of the monster from the dark and the orgasms he had brought. "Well, hello there gorgeous, welcome back to the world of the living." Ron said with a big smile. "How.... Uh...." Brenda started to say and then she was trying to figure out how she had gotten in bed. The last she remembered she had been in the chair. "I put you to bed after you passed out on me." Ron said as though he had read her mind. "Oh, ok." Brenda whispered as an embarrassed flush climbed her chest to her face. "You sacred the heck out of me. I thought I had killed you with that toy, there for a few seconds." Brenda took two quick steps and was in Ron's lap kissing him passionately. After a second of surprise, Ron was kissing her back equally as passionately. Brenda broke the kiss, looked deep into Ron's eyes, and then went back to kissing him. The phone ringing broke the kiss. They both were grinning and looking deep into each other's eyes. "I'd better answer that." Brenda whispered. Ron nodded and she laughed as she jumped up to run across the living room and scoop up the phone. "Hello." She said with mirth still in her voice. "You sound happy, so I guess things are all right over there." Rose said from the receiver. "Things are wonderful!" Brenda replied happily. "And I have you to thank for it." A sigh of relief came from the phone and Rose said, "Thank God, I've been worried. I thought I did the right thing but you never know." "Hey, how about me? Don't I get any thanks?" Ron asked loudly from the breakfast table. "You did good also, except for knocking me out." Brenda replied with a laugh. "He knocked you out?" Rose asked sharply. Brenda laughed again at Rose's tone. "Not that way silly, with a big O or two or three and one with a big club. The orgasm, not Ron, I passed out." Rose laughed and yelled, "You go girl!" "Go? I went! I ended up asleep in bed, that is." "Poor, poor baby." Rose replied with a chuckle. "I love the one's that knock my socks off. They are just so yummy." "I'm not sure yummy is the word I'd use but they sure are mind blowing." Brenda confessed. Rose laughed. "You'll get used to them in time and they only get better. Speaking of which, you've made me horny, so I'm off to find hubby and rape him. Why don't you do the same?" "I just might, only I'll look for my hubby instead of yours." Brenda said turning to look at Ron over her shoulder. "Have fun." She called out as she hung up the phone. "You might what?" Ron asked as she walked toward him swiveling her hips suggestively. She walked up and looked down at his hard manhood. She grinned and knelt down beside his chair. Her hand lifted his shaft away from his belly and she licked her lips. She looked up into his eyes and licked her lips again. "I might just rape my husband." She whispered. Ron chuckled and said, "You can't rape the willing." And then he groaned loudly as Brenda's hot mouth descended over the head of his dick. Brenda swirled her tongue around the spongy head and flicked the groove in the under part of the flange. Ron groaned loudly and stiffened up. She quickly took him out of her mouth and looked up at his face. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open, a look of pure bliss on his face. Brenda wondered if that was how her face looked when she was deep in and orgasm. She asked Ron about it. He opened his eyes and smiled down at her. "You look beautiful when you're having an orgasm. You have this almost pained look on your face but the pleasure shines through. Not to mention the way your hips move and your stomach muscles twitch and jerk. It's an awesome sight." Ron whispered slowly and sincerely. "I love the look you had on your face when I looked up from sucking on you. It was... I don't know... blissful was the first word that came to my mind." "It sure felt good, that's for sure." Ron whispered and then placed his hand on the back of her head and guided it back to the head of his dick. Brenda giggled and whispered, "I think you liked what I was doing." "Whatever gave you that idea?" He asked and then groaned as her tongue swirled over the sensitive head. "That groan for one thing and the clear little drop of fluid on the tip that tastes so yummy." Brenda replied. Ron's hand pressed a little harder as he said, "Don't talk with your mouth full." Brenda giggled and sucked the head back into her mouth, fluttering her tongue madly over it. Ron groaned and then sighed deeply. "Oh yes!" He said loudly flexing his hips, as much as he could in a sitting position. Brenda tried to grin but couldn't so she dropped her head and sucked most of his manhood into her mouth, fluttering her tongue along the shaft as she did. She sucked in and raised her head slowly, her tongue still working over the bottom of his shaft. Ron gave a loud yell and came with a rush and a gush. Brenda had her first full taste of him, which made her groan and tense up her thighs and sex as his flavor flooded her mouth. She bobbed her head down and back up again as she swallowed without thought. She could sense an orgasm of her own just out of reach. Brenda moaned loudly around Ron's dick and sucked even more of him in as her head went down again. Ron groaned and then gasped as her nose touched his pubic hair and he realized she had swallowed him completely. Her whimpering moan around the head of his dick was almost painful but her tongue around the base of his shaft felt exquisite. Brenda began to bob her head up and down along his full shaft and Ron groaned loudly. He should have been soft by now but that wasn't happening. Brenda had his whole manhood in her mouth and that excited her almost as much as his taste. The brush of his hair on her nose had made her moan and clench up her sex even harder. Her own orgasm was so close. With abandon, she fucked him with her mouth. She wanted to stand up and straddle him, to impale herself on his manhood but she couldn't wait and didn't want to let him go. Her body shook with frustration and the nearness of her orgasm. Her mind was filled with his taste, his smell, the feel of his dick in her mouth as her head bobbed up and down. Suddenly the flavor intensified and just as suddenly her orgasm washed over her. She gave a muffled yell as her hips jerked and she swallowed Ron whole to the base. His taste was strong and somewhere in the back of her mind she marveled that he was coming again. Ron was moaning and flexing his hips as visions of his beautiful wife's face full of his dick floated before his eyes. He had never loved her more than he did right at that moment. He remembered her coming as his tongue licked her and he groaned even louder. ***** Ron sat with his head on his arms on the table and Brenda was sitting on the floor with her head against Ron's thigh. Neither of them had the energy to move, much less get up. Ron felt completely drained but incredibly happy. Brenda whimpered softly and then groaned. "Are we dead yet?" She asked in a hoarse whisper. "I don't think so." Ron answered slowly. "But we should be, or at least I should be." Brenda giggled and nodded. "You went boom twice. I went boom big time when you did the second time." "Well, that's two new things, I just learned. A man can come twice and a woman can come from sucking a dick." Ron whispered and then chuckled. Brenda nodded her head and sighed deeply. "Education is so much fun." She said with a short sharp giggle. "Isn't it though?" Ron replied sitting upright and yawning. "Now I'm the one that needs a nap." "I'd join you but then I wouldn't sleep tonight." Ron laughed and whispered, "Who said I was going to let you sleep tonight. I still haven't seen that first toy or you playing with yourself. I still have a lot to learn." Brenda giggled and whispered, "Your education is likely to kill me." "Funny, I've never seen orgasms listed as a cause of death in the obituaries." They both laughed as Ron stood and then helped his wife to her feet. Once on her feet, Brenda said, "Well, I might be the first." And then she yawned. "Come on and we'll tuck each other in." ***** Brenda woke up and had to go pee really bad. As she slipped off the bed her stomach growled. She looked at the clock and was startled to find it was five in the evening. She had slept most of the day away. It was for a very good reason, she thought with a grin as she padded across the room. ***** Ron came into the bathroom as Brenda was stepping out of the shower. He grinned as he swept her wet naked body into his arms and planted a kiss on her that had her whimpering quickly. He let his hands roam as he explored her wet silky slick back and ass. Her husband's lips and hands could become very addictive, Brenda thought as she kissed him back with a growing passion. Her passion wasn't the only thing growing, she realized as his hot dick hardened and slipped up between their bellies. She rubbed against it for a second and then broke the kiss and stepped back. "Hold on now, you need a shower and I need some food." She said with a big grin. Here she was, the frustrated one, turning down sex. How different a couple of months and a couple of toys could make. Ron laughed and said, "You just swallowed a sausage whole only a few hours ago. Repeatedly, if I'm not mistaken." Brenda laughed and stepped forward to hug her husband tightly. "Yes and I got a wonderful creamy drink from it also." She replied licking her lips in memory. Ron's stomach growled and a second later, Brenda's did the same. Ron stepped back and grinned at his wife. "Ok, I can take a hint, it's feeding time at this zoo. You head for the kitchen and I'll get a quick shower and then join you." "Take your time dear, I have nothing thawed and no idea what I want to fix." Brenda said, as she started for the door of the bathroom. Ron reached out and smacked her on the bare butt. "We could go out for supper." He suggested. "Could we? It's been quite some time since we've gone out to eat." Brenda said happily. "Sure. Let me get my shower and we'll go anyplace you want." Ron replied as he watched his wife's face light up. "Anyplace at all." ***** Brenda was getting dressed as Ron came out of the bathroom. She had her hair done and her makeup on. She had on panty hose, a dark blue knee length skirt, and was slipping into a light blue long sleeved blouse. Ron paused and looked at her closely. "Is there a problem dear?" Brenda asked at the slight frown on his face. "After spending time with you naked, I just realized how drab and old fashioned you dress." He replied hesitantly. Brenda laughed and then giggled. "I can't go out naked." Ron grinned at her and then walked over to her closet and rummaged around. A moment later he turned with a pale blue sundress in his hand. It was one that Brenda used around the house or out in the yard on hot days. "Here, try this." He told her. "I can't wear that out in public." "Why not, it covers everything decently." "It's to short for one thing and the top is cut to low. Half my boobs would be hanging out." Brenda protested. "Try it on and let me be the judge of that." Ron told her. Brenda looked into his eyes for a moment and then slipped the blouse back off and slipped out of the skirt. She put the dress on over her head and buttoned it up. There was quite a bit of cleavage showing, she thought as she looked down. And the skirt ended a good four inches above her knees. "Those panty hose have to go." Ron said, as he looked her up and down. "Dear, I always...." Brenda started to say and then hiked up the skirt and wiggled out of the panty hose. "Much better." Ron whispered. He studied her for a moment and then grinned. "Take off your panties and bra." Brenda got a shocked look on her face. "I will not!" Ron laughed and then said, "I had to try." Brenda cocked her head to the side and looked at her grinning husband. "You.... Uh.... You wouldn't...." She stammered in disbelief. "Would I let you go out without your panties and bra? Possible, I'd have to see how you looked without them first." Ron answered her unasked question. "I'd die of embarrassment." Brenda whispered but suddenly memories of wanting to open the door for the UPS man naked, floated through her mind and she whimpered softly. "So you have thought about it?" Ron asked, just above a whisper. Brenda blushed and then nodded slowly, embarrassed that it was that obvious. She should have been embarrassed at the opening the door part but she realized she wasn't. She found that odd, but one was fantasy and one was real. "Look at yourself in the mirror and then take them off and look again. Let's see what the difference is, visually." Ron coxed. Brenda stepped over to the full-length mirror on the bathroom door and looked herself over. The dress was cute and it really didn't show much more of her legs than normal. It would only be a problem sitting down and getting in and out of the car. There wasn't nearly as much cleavage as she had thought from looking down. Of course seated it would be a whole other story. The scooped neckline did look good on her and the short sleeves would be cooler as would the flared skirt. She looked over at Ron and he smiled. "You look good in that dress. You look like the sexy wife I've come to love and appreciate." She smiled shyly but her mind was on taking the underwear off. She quickly hiked the skirt up and slipped her panties down off her hips quickly. She didn't want to think about it, just to do it quickly before she could think. As they hit the floor, she kicked them to Ron. He laughed as he caught them. Then Brenda whimpered softly as he brought them to his nose and took a long deep breath and sighed. "I love your smell." He whispered huskily. Brenda made a sound halfway between a moan and a sigh as she remembered his tongue on her clit. She hurriedly unbuttoned the top of the dress and took off her bra. She tossed it on the bed and then shivered as she buttoned the dress up. Thoughts of the UPS man seeing her bare breasts ran through her mind. She was blushing fiery red as she stepped back in front of the mirror. The dress seemed very much the same. There was even less cleavage showing she realized. And then she saw the little tents her hard nipples were making in the soft fabric. She hadn't even thought about that before. Brenda moaned loudly as her hands came up and cupped her breasts, her hard nipples tingling. Her nipples had been hard enough to hurt that day when she opened the door. No wonder the UPS man had such a big grin on his face. She moaned loudly as she rubbed her palms over the fabric covering her nipples. She shivered and dropped her hands. The little tents were even larger. She whimpered and then groaned as she said, "Ron, I couldn't.... I wouldn't... dare. I'd die of embarrassment. Everyone can see my nipples, for God's sakes." Ron moved up to hug her to his naked body. He kissed her softly and stroked her back. After a moment or two, he broke the kiss and just held her tightly. Brenda sighed and laid her head on his shoulder as she hugged him back. Was she being silly, she asked herself? No one ever noticed her before, why should they start now. Because your nipples are sticking out like... like... She couldn't find a word to fit. She sighed and lifted her head. She asked Ron if he thought she was being silly. "No dear, you're funny at times but never silly." He reassured her. "Put you bra back on, if you want. Or another one that's a little more sexy maybe." Brenda giggled and kissed Ron deeply. All her bras were the same heavy white cotton ones she had always worn since she was a kid. Maybe it was time to change that. She had looked at some fancy and frilly ones at the store, the last time she was in town. When she broke the kiss, she whispered, "The only thing even close to a different type of bra I have is that bikini thing I sometimes sunbathe in. It won't work though, its flowered and the design would show through." "Ok then, put your regular bra on, but next week when you go to the store, I want you to buy you some new bras and I don't mean those white monsters either." Ron told her with a smile that turned into a grin. "Yes dear, I had already planned on it." She told him as she went to get her bra off the bed. "You need to get dressed." She added with a grin of her own as she sat down on the side of the bed and watched him closely. Ron chuckled, went to the dresser, and opened the top draw. He took out a pair of boxer shorts and then folded them back, and dropped them back in the draw. With a grin, he walked naked to the closet and got out a pair of dark slacks. "You're not!" Brenda said and then giggled as he slipped the slacks on and zipped them up. "You are!" she exclaimed and then whimpered softly as he did the snap and stood there modeling the pants. His manhood was outlined in the soft material and it was pulled up in the crack of his ass much more pronouncedly than normal. "I'm.... Uh... You.... I...." Brenda started and then took a deep breath. "I'm not sure I want you to go out that way. There's a whole lot of you showing, if you know what I mean." Ron walked over and looked in the mirror. His semi hard dick was outlined in the left pant leg. "Maybe you're right." He told her. "These pants feel totally different without underwear. They're creeping up in the crack of my ass and my dick is free and rubbing around. I'll never get soft wearing them this way." Brenda shivered as she looked at his slowly hardening manhood as it made a tent in the leg of the trousers. She remembered such tents under his pants when they had started dating but they weren't that big or in the same place. "Put briefs on like you used to wear." Brenda heard herself saying. Ron grinned as he took off the pants and went to find a pair of white brief in his drawer. His dick was hard and standing up right as he slipped them on. There was a bulge in the middle with the top two inches of his dick sticking out the waistband. He pushed his dick to the side and tucked it in. There was the bulge and ridge that Brenda remembered from dating. She moaned softly and then stood up to walk over and knell down in front of her husband. Her hand lightly traced the outline and she whimpered softly. If only she had known about sucking on it back then. What a difference it would have made in the last five or six years. She leaned forward and nibbled at the tightly stretched cloth. Ron moaned and then whispered, "If you keep that up you're not going to get supper, you'll end up with that sausage and creamy drink again." "Why can't I have both?" Brenda asked in a breathy whisper as she continued to nibble. "Why didn't I do this back in high school?" She asked softly as she sucked on the side of his shaft, her tongue flicking back and forth on the slowly damping material. Toys are Us Ch. 04 Ron groaned even louder and whispered, "You were a good girl." "Yeah, to damned good for my own good." Brenda said as she sucked, nibbled, and licked up and down his whole length. Ron put a hand on her shoulder and then the other on the back of her head. His knees were trembling and he marveled at his wife's sudden aggressiveness. She had always been so passive and submissive. It shocked him in a way and thrilled him in another. This was twice she had initiated things. Her breath, mouth, and tongue were driving her husband crazy she realized. Her right hand was rubbing and rolling his balls around and the other one was rubbing and caressing his hard tight ass. She could feel his knees shaking and the weight he put on her head and shoulder for support. That feeling of power and control returned that she had felt before. Only now she knew what it was and where it came from. She literally had her husband in the palm of her hand, not to mention her mouth. She had the power and the control, he was hers any way she wanted him at this very moment. She moaned softly as her pussy clenched up tightly. She would make a mess if she continued what she was doing and she didn't want to have to take another shower before they went out. With a sigh she took her mouth away from Ron's dick and looked at the wet translucent material where her mouth had been. There were traces of lipstick smeared all along it. There was another clear wet spot up at the top of the head. Ron had moaned softly when she had moved away and now he was looking at her with confusion in his eyes as she got to her feet. She smiled and kissed him lightly and quickly. "It's time for supper and I'm hungry for food. Anyway, I think I'll save this for desert on the way home. That should give you something to think about during supper." She told him and then didn't believe that she had said it. A vision of her sucking Ron's dick as they drove home floated across her mind and she moaned softly. Ron just stared at her and took several deep breaths. Brenda smiled and told him, "Put on your pants dear and then finish dressing. I need to touch up my lipstick." Grinning, she turned and went to fix her makeup. She could feel Ron's eyes following her and the wet slippery slid of her thighs and pussy lips as she walked. The power was still flowing in the anticipation she felt at sucking him off in the car. ***** Brenda felt sexy and wicked as she walked out to Ron's car and got in. Ron held the door for her, which was something he hadn't done in a long time. His eyes flicked back and forth between the top of her dress and the hem. She toyed with the idea of flashing him but couldn't bring herself to do it. Speaking of toys, she had slipped the new one in her purse before they left. Why she didn't know but she had. There was a fantasy or two floating around in the back of her mind but she held them there for the moment. The bulge was still very prominent in the front of Ron's slacks as they drove toward the Lake Club. Brenda had to restrain herself from reaching over and running her hand up and down over it. Just the sight of it was making her hotter and wetter. She wondered what he was going to do when they got to the restaurant. The restaurant was by the lake and partially overhung it. Ron had un-tucked his shirt and let the tail cover his hard on. He had Brenda lead the way as farther protection. Brenda grinned as she led the way out onto the deck and over to a deserted corner. At least now Ron had the table and the tablecloth to hide behind. She found it faintly funny but exciting at the same time. She knew she was the reason for that hard on. That thought alone was enough. That coupled with the fact that she wasn't wearing panties or a bra under the dress and being like that in public for the first time, had her close to an orgasm. Brenda was almost as glad for the cover of the table as Ron. She was also in a hurry to get supper over. Thoughts of desert and her fantasies were not helping matters in the least. "How are you doing dear?" Ron asked as they got seated side by side behind the table. Brenda nodded and then shivered. "It's not quite as bad as I imagined. I'm not embarrassed but my God am I horny. I think I must have been squishing as I walked, I'm so wet." Ron chuckled and then nodded. "I know what you mean. I keep thinking about you being naked up that dress and my dick just stays harder than a rock. I don't think it's ever going to go down." "Maybe food and few drinks will help." Brenda said as she picked up the menu and scanned it. Ron's hand on her thigh made her jerk. He had rubbed her naked thigh during breakfast but here in public it felt much more wicked and sensuous through the thin dress. The tablecloth was hiding more sins every minute. She wanted to drop her hand to his thigh but didn't have the nerve. Ron's hand was just egging her orgasm on and when the waitress arrived to take their order she nearly came from her being so close. As it was she held on by a thread and got her order out. Her voice sounded odd even to her own ear and she almost moaned when Ron moved his hand over between her thighs. Ron was grinning like an idiot as the waitress walked off. Brenda turned to tell him to quit but that never happened as his hand slid up and rubbed her outer lips. Ron's hand on her pussy melted her and unleashed her orgasm. She clamped a hand over her own mouth as her hips jerked and twitched against his hands. She was in that other land and in public took boot. Her mind kept feeding on that and her orgasm rolled on and on. Ron's hand left her lap and Brenda found herself leaning on her elbows on the table. She removed her hand from over her mouth and looked over at Ron. She couldn't believe he had actual done that to her. What if she had screamed or yelled? What if she had passed out and fell out of her chair? She blushed a bright crimson. When Ron leaned over to kiss her, she jerked her head back. "Asshole!" she whispered angrily. Ron grinned and asked, "You didn't like that orgasm? I didn't think you could eat and enjoy it sitting there on a hair trigger." Brenda looked at him like he was crazy and then giggled as the absurdity of it hit her. "Yes I enjoyed it but you're still an asshole. It was your damned idea that I come out to supper without my underwear. Do you know how much trouble we could get in?" Ron laughed and looked around. "No one is paying us the least amount of attention. Even if someone did notice, it would only give him a hard on or her wet panties, if she were wearing any in the first place. This happens far more often than you might think from what I've heard from other men." Brenda got a shocked look. She thought she was doing something really daring and now she found out that it went on all the time. "I.... Uh.... We...." She sputtered and then said, "This happens all the time? Well not to me it doesn't. I thought I was being wild and crazy, I thought I was being very naughty." "For us, you are dear. We're new to the games people play but we're far behind." Ron reassured her. Brenda looked around and then sat back in her chair. She studied the people around the room and then moved her hand over to rub the front of Ron's slacks. The hot bulge of his manhood was still there. With her other hand, she slowly gathered the skirt up on her thigh. When she felt the hem drag up along the top of her thigh she whimpered softly. Her hand was up near her hip and she could feel the cool air wash over her wet sex. She shivered as she moved her hand even higher. Looking down, she saw her very wet pussy exposed between her slightly parted thighs. She spread them a little wider and then looked around hastily. Ron's eyes were glued to her lap and he licked his lips. That made Brenda groan. "See what a mess you made." She said in a barely audible whisper. Ron licked his lips again and then reached over and ran a fingertip up and down in her slit. Brenda slammed her thighs together and moaned loudly. She hadn't expected him to do that. When he raised his hand and sucked on the finger she moaned even louder. "A very fine appetizer, if I do say so myself." Ron whispered to her as he leaned over for a quick kiss. Brenda tasted herself on his lips and tongue. She moaned into the kiss and kissed him harder. Ron's hand returned but it rested on her bare inner thigh just below her sex. Brenda felt the rise of another orgasm and broke the kiss. "Behave!" Brenda whispered as she pulled the dress down. Maybe she should have heeded her own advice, she thought as she covered Ron's hand. The hand moved slowly down between her slippery thighs and then up against her outer lips. Brenda shivered and rubbed her hand against Ron's dick slowly as she once again spread her thighs a little ways. Ron turned his hand and wiggled his fingertips slowly against her pussy. With a whimper, Brenda spread her knees a little more. "What if I'm coming when the waitress shows back up." Brenda asked suddenly in a breathy whisper. "I'll keep an eye out for her." Ron whispered back softly. After a few moments Brenda was squirming in her chair as Ron's fingers teased her unmercifully. She didn't even realize that she had slipped down in her chair as her legs spread wider. One finger was running slowly up and down her slit, brushing her clit at the top, and teasing her opening at the bottom. "Here comes the waitress." Ron whispered. Brenda gave a jerk and closed her legs, tightly trapping his hand. She groaned and tried to straighten up in her chair as Ron tried to get his hand free. It was a comedy of errors there for a few seconds but they got untangled by the time the waitress got to the table. Ron and Brenda both felt like two kids nearly caught necking as they watched their food getting delivered. Neither of them could look at the waitress, much less try to eat. The waitress gave them an odd look when they didn't move right away. "Ya'll enjoy your meal and I'll be back later to check on you two." The woman said before she turned to leave. As she did, Brenda caught the start of a big grin on the woman's face and blushed bright red. As the waitress walked away Ron brought the hand that had been between his wife's legs up and sucked on his fingers one by one. Brenda looked at him with her mouth open, not believing what he was doing. With a grin Ron said, "I'm having a taste of my dessert first, is there a problem with that." Brenda shook her head and blushed. "Good because there is a roadside park between here and home...." He let the sentence trail off. Brenda shivered and picked up her fork as visions of Ron laid over in the car seat with his head between her legs floated before her eyes. ***** Ron had his arm around Brenda's waist as they left the restaurant. The farther they walked the lower his hand slipped. By the time they reached the car his hand was cupping her ass cheek. At the car door he turned and pulled her to him for a deep hungry kiss, his hand massaging her ass and the other running up and down her back. Brenda was well aware of his hand but was taken by surprise by the kiss. She stiffened and then melted into his arms. Ron didn't show affection in public often and a kiss like this was totally new. The hard on rubbing against her belly made her moan loudly as her tongue dueled fiercely with her husbands. The headlights of a car pulling into the parking lot broke them apart. Ron grinned at his wife as he opened the car door. Brenda sat down in her seat but paused a second before she swung her leg inside. Her mind fought with her. She wanted to flash him but she didn't have the nerve again. As Ron closed the door and walked around the car, Brenda berated herself for being such a coward. Turning in her seat quickly, she put one foot up on the dash and the other as far back between the seats as she could. As he opened the door, she pulled the skirt up around her waist. The dome light wasn't all that bright but Brenda felt like it was a spotlight on her wet shiny sex. Ron paused a second with a huge grin on his face and then he licked his lips. "It's to bad there are so many people in this parking lot. Otherwise, I'd have dessert right here and right now." Brenda whimpered and shifted her hips as memories of his hot tongue flashed through her brain. "How far is that park?" She heard herself asking in a breathy whisper. "Not far at all." Ron replied as he got into the car. He paused with the door still slightly open and openly looked at his wife's pussy. He licked his lips again and shivered as he pulled the door closed and fumbled with his keys. Brenda couldn't believe she had really done it. She had found the nerve by not thinking about it, just doing it. It scared the hell out of her and excited her both at the same time. As Ron started to back up, she started to lower the dress. "No!" Ron said sharply. "Stay that way. I want to play with you as I drive to the park." Brenda moaned at the thought of his fingers in her pussy and staying exposed. Her mind jumped to the toy in her purse. Her hand was digging it out before she even thought about it. She whimpered as she held it out toward Ron, her hand was shaking. Ron looked at the toy and then shook his head. "No, you use it while I watch. Just please don't come until we are at the park at least." With a louder moan, Brenda slipped down in the seat farther. Her hand was shaking even more as she brushed the end of the toy over her swollen clit. Even without it vibrating her hips jerked. Her finger found the little switch and flipped it to the on position. The soft buzz of the toy sounded loud in the quiet confined space of the car. Her hips jerked and twitched when she again touched the toy to her clit. She would come quickly if she did that very much at all, she knew, so she slowly slipped it into her vagina. The buzz muted the deeper it went. The higher Brenda arched her hips up, the deeper it went. When the little prong touched her clit, she jerked and gasped loudly. That prong was even worse than the main part in rushing her orgasm to completion. She pulled the toy out, turned it over and shoved it back in. The main shaft made her moan loud and long as it went in and then the little prong ran over her asshole. She gasped again and flexed her hips wildly. The toy moved in and out of her pussy quickly and the tip of the prong teased and rubbed against the tight ring of sensitive skin guarding her ass. Ron drove and watched his wife with quick back and forth glances. He knew about the little prong and her clit from earlier but the sight of it rubbing his wife's anus and her reaction was new information. Information he found very intriguing. He almost missed the turn into the park. Brenda was in a world of her own as she fucked herself on the toy and he was distracted by it to say the least. Her moans and whimpers were turning him on almost as much as the sights before him. When he stopped at the back of the park near the lake, Brenda paused a second and looked around. Ron turned on overhead map light on her side, which spotlighted her hands and the toy. With a loud moan, Brenda shoved the vibrator deep into her sex and flexed her hips. Ron reached for the toy to keep his wife from coming so soon but he was to late by the time his hand moved. Brenda arched up with a yell, her stomach muscles jerking and twitching as her hips bucked and jerked. The orgasm was an explosion of pleasure that coursed throughout her body. With a look of awe on his face, Ron leaned over in the seat, his face inches from the end of the toy. His hands cupped his wife's ass and massaged the firm muscles. Brenda gasp at his touch and jerked the toy out of her pussy. Ron buried his face in her sex the instant they toy got out of the way. Brenda froze, her mind, her body, even her orgasm. Ron's hot tongue was deep in her pussy, his nose rubbing her clit. Suddenly the orgasm rushed back even bigger and stronger than before. Brenda let out a yell and gave herself to the orgasm and her husbands probing tongue. What Ron might have lacked in knowledge and finesse at eating pussy, he more than made up for with enthusiasm. He rubbed his face in it, his nose moving back and forth over her clit, his tongue deep in her vagina. The wilder he got, the louder his usually quiet wife yelled and the more she thrashed around. ***** As Ron lowered his wife's limp body to the car seat, he wondered what would have happened had he done this when they were dating all those years ago. He wondered how much better their lives would have been. With a big grin he sat up and wiped at his face. They were making up for lost time as fast as they could.