pj's dreams (closed)

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1. Toy Shop

Marc was worse than unemployed. He was an unemployed IT technician. When his cousin Myavi told him she needed an employee for her store, he wondered if hanging himself was anything like retail. When she told him she had a toy store, he wondered wondered if there was a site on the internet that could tell him how to tie a noose. When she told him that he might meet single women, he considered retail.

Arriving at the store he was mortified. These are not the toys you're looking for. Myavi ran up to him and gave him a big hug. "Marc, thanks so *much* for helping me! The store is such a bore on weekdays, and I'll let you work the regular hours. I'll even work during lunch." Marc reconsidered the noose. His days were a blur of setting up the office network, setting up the cash register, and reviewing the internet and product database for the various brands of dildos, vibrators, rings, toys, dolls, pumps, condoms, lotions, lubricants, powders, balls, whips, gags, leather, underwear, and plain unmarked brown packages. The only stronger feeling he had than abject boredom was the bland fear that someone he knew would find him in a place like this.

Whereapon his friend entered the store.

OOC: pj38 will be playing "the friend" in this SRP.


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Sara

Hi, I'm Sara. I met Marc three years ago when he had a contract with the office next door to the store where I work. My store is a import clothing shop I opened with two other women a while back. I had a boyfriend when I met Marc, and we struck up one of those teasing friendships where we laugh a lot but there's absolutely no sexual tension. I don't know why--he's real attractive and so am I--but we just settled into this routine. We've stayed in touch since then, catching a movie together occasionally or just getting together for coffee.

Recently I was going out with this real young guy just out of high school, and Marc would tease me mercilessly about my "stud." So I owed him big time. Anyway, that's over now, two weeks to be exact. So, I had heard for a long time about this adult toy store, one that wasn't too creepy for women, so I thought I'd go have a look.

I was nervous and excited when I got to the store. I walked in, and there were rows and rows of crazy toys, dolls, and movies and stuff. I didn't know where to start. Adjacent to the door was a row of dildos; almost instinctively I walked over and picked one up. It was huge, bigger than any penis I'd seen. I was staring at it, in deep concentration, when a figure suddenly appeared around the end of the display and just about ran into me.

"Oh, excuse...."

A thousand emotions shot through me, most involving total embarrassment. My first instinct was that I had been busted visiting an adult toy store, and Marc would never let me live this down. Then I saw his employee badge and thought, how crazy is this?

Suddenly the whole scene was wildly ridiculous, and I smiled, almost breaking into a laugh. There wasn't anything intelligent I could think of to say, so I just held up the dildo and asked, "Sir, does this come in an extra large?"

 

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Marc was aghast. His first customer, Sara! He'd been teasing her for weeks, and now gave her a reason to do the same back to him! He held the dildo in his hand. Shit -- how could you fit *this* thing in. And she wanted an extra large??

Holding the plastic... thing... in his hand, he walked towards the back room -- and into Myavi. "Uh... do we have this in an extra large?"

"Extra-large?" she hissed. "Do you *think* we have this in an extra-large?" She yanked the dildo out of his hand and bopped him in the head with it. "I don't think she knows what she wants. Damn kids. Make sure she doesn't steal the merchandise."

Marc found some backbone. "She won't steal the merchandise. She's a friend of mine."

He could hear the gears turn in her head. Maybe he made a mistake. "A friend you say.... Hmmmmmm...Okay. Offer to show her our recommendations. You can use one of the private areas. GO!" she said, almost kicking his ass.

Marc caught up with Sara. "Sara, we... don't have this in an extra large. But if you're... new... to this, we have our recommendations. I can show you in the demonstration area."


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Sara

Our teasing could get very serious sometimes, and I had to be alert. I had only been joking about the "extra large" dildo. I didn't know much, but I couldn't imagine such a thing existed. And a "demonstration area"--he couldn't be serious.

I had only come to the store out of curiosity, figuring I would look around and buy something that looked interesting. I'm sure I hoped I wouldn't have to talk with a sales clerk. I'm sure I hoped I wouldn't be headed for the "demonstration area."

"Uh, Marc, I was only kidding," I thought to say, but didn't. If Marc was playing me, there was no point in protesting. He was very smart, and relentless. He wouldn't give in. The only way out of this was to call his bluff.

"No extra large? That's too bad. I've tried the mediums and they just don't do the trick."

Already I wished I hadn't said that. We walked on toward the back of the store, and suddenly I feared he hadn't been kidding at all.

 

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She takes more than a medium??? Marc thought. Oh, man. She must be experienced. I better show her what I know. The "Privacy Area" was towards the back. It had two opposing white couches, and a table between them. The walls were colored a soft blue. It was a simple room, but well-suited to show the products. Myavi supplied him a sampling of the "best sellers", toys which her patrons most enjoyed. He hoped for and pulled out the most innocuous one -- it wasn't.

"This... This is the G-Twist." Trying to recall the product information, he continued, "It has a G-spot curve, substantial-yet-subtle texture along the shaft, a strategically placed... clit ridge, water-resistant design and a top-quality, velvety smooth silicone body. It has a reliable, quiet motor and a convenient ergonomic dial at the base to control the variable-speed vibrations." He showed to her the pastel thing, a curving vaguely penis-shaped ridged object. It had a base at the bottom with a dial. He twisted the dial, and it began to quietly vibrate.

"Well," a little curious himself, "What do you think about it?"


http://www.goodvibes.com/cgi-bin/sg...102703145062&UREQA=5&UREQB=4&UREQC=3&TRAN85=N

http://www.goodvibes.com/cgi-bin/sg...005102703145062&HTNAME=store/bestsellers.html


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Sara

I was relieved to be in a private area where I could talk to Marc. I was also impressed with what he knew and intrigued about the "G-Twist." But I just had to make sense of this crazy scene. I've known Marc for a long time, and seeing him here selling dildos just doesn't fit with what I know about him.

"Look, Marc, I was just kidding about the 'extra large'--I was just making a joke because I was nervous and embarrassed. I had the day off and came here to look around. But what are you doing here?"

Marc had handed me the G-twist, and suddenly I was aware of the gentle whirring and the tingling in my fingers. I guess I knew they made vibrators in different shapes, but I'd never thought about how they would look.

"Do they really let you try these out here?"

I was hoping he'd answer both questions.

 

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"But what are you doing here?"

"What am I doing here? Well, my cousin Myavi is managing this store, and she said she could use a little help. I told her I was looking for a job, and she said she worked in retail."

"Do they really let you try these out here?"

"Yes, yes they do." Marc let his eyes look at Sara. He then said, "Look, you can turn the dial and increase or decrease the vibrations." THe took Sara's hand and helped her adjust the speed. The little creature squirmed in her hand, at first faster, then slower as they turned the dial together. They slowly began to touch the rest of the soft ribbed toy, their fingers together wandering over the pastel plastic G-Twist. Marc became a little harder, and a little jealous of the toy.



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Sara

Marc moved my hand around over the soft ribs of the toy. I felt the gentle vibrations ripple through my fingers, and I felt his hand touching me, a lingering touch like we had never shared before.

Then suddenly everything became overwhelming. I took a deep sobering breath and sat down, dazed at the myriad of possibilities that had emerged since I walked into the store. Marc was not teasing me, I realized. He was standing there, above me, waiting patiently while I thought. The vibrator continued its hypnotic whirring in my hands. I thought about the rows and rows of toys in the store. My last thought was of my relationship with Marc--we had not been intimate, but every risk I had ever taken with him had been rewarding. Now he was again urging me toward some risk--why not go there?

I wasn't sure how the "demonstration area" worked. Was this room really private? How long was Marc going to stay in here?

"Uh...yea. I...I guess I'd like to try this. Is this room...I mean...what do I do if I want to try something out here?"

 

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Marc lightly held Sara's hand. "Yes," he smiled. "This room is entirely private. I can let you alone, but..." He touched her hand and picked up the vibrator. Its low vibrations felt relaxing. He stroked the toy along her hand, then her forearm. Its quiet purring massaged her muscles, as he slowly rubbed it against her upper arm. Its curved tip felt less like a toy than a firm hand, humming onto her shoulder. "See? Our products are not just sexual. Sometimes a massager can *really* be used as a massager." He too, took a risk, as his fingers lightly caressed her cheek and touched her lips.


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Sara

This was definitely not the Marc I had known before, but something was telling me to let go, to let this go wherever it would go. Marc was being very tender and subtle with the toy and with his fingers. To tell the truth, I began to wonder why our relationship hadn't gone here before. It all seemed so natural.

The vibrator gently made its way up my arm, and I began to feel mellow and receptive to him. His touch on my cheek was sweet and sensuous.

 

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Marc touched her lips and found her receptive. He leaned over to give her a kiss and kissed. He felt her soft lips against his and their tongues tasted each other. He then moved the curved vibrator down her chest, aside one of her breasts. It vibrated lovingly against her, sending smooth buzzings through her blouse and bra. He then cupped one of her breasts and slowly massaged it. Whispering into her ear he said, "Feel the ribbed texture of the shaft along your breast. How does it feel compared to my hands?" Marc again kissed her before receiving her answer.


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Sara

When the vibrator brushed across my nipple, a jolt of pleasure shot through me. I closed my eyes and surrendered to all that Marc was doing to me. Then I felt his lips touch mine, then his tongue in my mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm....Marc, why haven't you ever done this before?"

My mouth responded eagerly, exploring him with my tongue. I was starting to get aroused, and wondered where all this would lead.

 

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Marc breathed, "Perhaps had I known sooner. But I know now..." His tongue danced with hers, sharing the taste of their mouths. He held the vibrator in his hand and slowly travelled it down her stomach, then below her skirt. He touched it against the space between her legs, rubbing it against her moistening panties. He turned the vibrator on to its next level, it's penis-like head shivering against her slit.


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Sara

I was sitting on the white couch, eyes closed, feeling Marc's sweet lips against mine. I had no idea what kind of "demonstration" was allowed in the store, or how far Marc would take this.

Marc gently moved the vibrator around my breast, tracing a gentle path that I could feel through the fabric of my blouse and bra. Then, slowly, he moved toward my belly, then above my pussy, pressing it gently between my legs. Then he went down my thigh, finding the bare skin beneath my skirt.

Pausing there, he moved under my skirt tracing the delicate path toward my pussy. I held my breath in anticipation of what was to come. Then he fumbled with the controls, and I heard the whirring raise its pitch just before it pressed into the cloth of my panties.

"Ooooooooooooh!" I gasped, as it sent a shock of pleasure into my pussy. My legs moved apart, and I held Marc tightly as he pressed into the fabric.

 

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Marc felt himself pulled to Sara. He closed his eyes as their tongues met each other, licking and sharing the taste of their mouths. She tasted like pure water... Pressing the shaft of the G-Twist against her pussy, its cockhead pointed downward, against the bottom of her slit. The base of the dildo vibrated through her panties on her hard clitty. He then slammed her legs together on the buzzing toy, and fished a new one out of the box. Breaking the kiss, he pulled out the Laya. It was shaped less like a dildo than a tongue. He slid the device under her bra, and it cupped her breast like a small hand. He pulled up her shirt and bra, and began sucking and licking her nipples. He then slid her down a little, and turned up the G-Twist setting. Spreading her legs, he then pressed himself into her. The dildo vibrated against his cock in his pants and her slit under her panties. He began to thrust up and down against the vibrating toy, pressing against her pussy.


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Sara

Suddenly Marc got out another toy, something that fit over my breast and vibrated. He had that buzzing over one tit while he licked and carressed the other. Then, with the G-twist against my pussy, he leaned in and pressed his cock against me. I just lay back and let all this happen.

 

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Marc pulled back. As he removed the Laya from Sara's breast, he gasped, "The Laya can cup the entre vulva... you can feel it on your mound... your clit... you're lips... all at once..." He slid the buzzing Laya under her panties, as it covered her wet pussy all at once. He placed Sara's hand on the vibrator, as he resumed licking and sucking her breasts. He took the G-Twist and raised it to her mouth, the hard tip of the plastic penis lightly vibrating against her lips.

There were more toys to come...


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Sara

When Marc mentioned more gadgets, I almost laughed. This was beginning to feel more like surgery than sex. Still, it was nice being catered to, and everything felt very good.

The Laya pulsed its message of pleasure into me while Marc moved the G-twist onto my mouth. I felt its texture on my lips.

 

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Marc joined Sara with the G-Twist. Their lips kissed with the vibrating toy, their tongues felt soft wetness and hard plastic. His tongue slid along hers, pressing it into the roundness of the dildo's head. His hands now guided the Laya as a circle, moving around her delicious clit, buzzing against the wetness of her slit. He guided her hand to his shaft, all hard and hot and wanting.

OOC: Up for starting the Movie Theatre too?


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Sara

I was in the grip of all the toys until suddenly Marc guided my hand to his pants. His cock was hard as steel, straining for release. Suddenly, feeling his hardness with my hand, my arousal grew stronger.

I pulled down his zipper and undid the button on his pants. Then I reached into his underwear, gasping as his monstrous cock practically jumped into my hand. I squeezed and kneaded it, feeling it tense and jerk in response.

"Oh, Marc. This is what I want. This is better than all the toys."

 

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Marc gasped as Sara touched his cock. She could feel her hand wrap around his thick hard shaft. He lightly gasped, as the toys fell to the couch. All he could now feel, all he could now think, was her hand, squeezing his cock, precome oozing out of his bulbous purple head. He began to involuntarily thrust into her hand. He let out a low moan. "Ohhhhhh... mmmm... I... I think you'll like this one very much... try it..." His moans became a little louder, as he felt her hand gripping him a little harder.


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Sara

Marc was thrusting his cock into my hand, moaning as I rubbed my fingers over the sensitive head. I leaned over and took him in my mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmm, you taste good." I licked and sucked as he moaned in pleasure.

 

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Marc arched as Sara began licking his cock. The clear precome was oozing out, entering Sara's lips as soon as it left Marc's head. His back was now on the table, as he moaned. "Sara.... uhhhh... ohhhhh..." He lifted his head to watch her, her head bobbing up and down his red thickening shaft. His hands gripped the table, as she continued to suck his cock.


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Sara

Marc's face was contorted in pleasure as he gripped the table. He was very expressive, Sara thought, in feeling the sensations Sara was giving him.

Sara liked guys who could express themselves.

She worked ever harder on his cock, delighted at all that lay in store for her with Marc.

 

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Marc's fingers dug into the table, as his hips bucked to Sara's tender, wet, administrations. His cock was red and huge now, as his purple head continued to deliver sweet salty precome to Sara's lips. "Oh god... Sara... fuck me... fuck me with your mouth..." Marc began to thrust his cock into Sara's oral fuckhole.


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