Toyland babes: Telling sex stories 1/2

After taking a deep breath, she slapped the laptop shut, and then got up to get out of bed. She quickly opened the laptop again and cleared all her browsing history. She wasn't what people expected.

Girl on girl porn was all that she could see, but she couldn't figure out why. Although she had attempted to kiss girls before, she was afraid of them. She was embarrassed by every failed attempt.

She was not attracted to porn. After washing her face with morning dew, she went to the bathroom and ran her fingers across her slim body.

She knew she wanted a sugar daddy. Amelia had tried dating websites, but the mediocre men that she attracted might as well have included her getting some money. Two months had passed before she was allowed to go to bed with her previous boyfriend. She later discovered that he was a complete shittag and he drove her into every possible direction.

She had worked hard to help him improve his movements, but not all people are open to learning. She advised her friends to "Try before buying!"

She pulled her hair back in a ponytail and realised she had not cut her bangs. She sighed, pushed the door open, and returned to her boring job at the bookshop.

Later, she was lazily flipping through a magazine that she wasn't supposed to read, when her friend called.

"So, any luck?"

"Em hi babe? What does it mean to have any luck?

She said, "You know what it means," as she traced her fingers across the bookshelf. She uttered in a drone, "DADDIES!"

"Not even the dirty old man wants me ..." she laughed.

Amelia shook her head and left the house, pretending to tidy up the books. She thought about the idea that she would meet a shy, nice nerd who wouldn't expect her to shave off her hair or dress like a playboy model.

Claire stated, "Speaking of that, I have a fucking story for you,"

She pushed, "Old dirty people?"

"Well, so... I'm at work on the last day. As I was closing ...", a dirty smile crossed her face. "I went to the toilets and when I returned to my cubicle, he was staring at me."

"No way. "What did you do?"

"I dunno. I have always had a thing about men in power. It doesn't really matter how old or ugly they are.

Claire said, "He only owns one pub!" They laughed and walked around the area laughing.

"So...?"

He just glanced at me and said, "You" and traced his finger along my chest. He just pushed me back using one finger and didn't take his eyes from mine for a second. Amelia felt her heart beat faster when he reached for me by my neck and kissed. She was horny because she couldn't believe what he did to her.

"He spun me about, kissing my neck until it felt like I was being bent over the cubicle. He tore my pants and ...".

Amelia's phone rang just then. It was the horse man. She felt excited and a little nervous at the thought about this man and his lack of personality. She giggled to herself and returned to the conversation.

Claire asked, "Who's it?"

"Actually, there is only one man. "He lives here and trains racehorses!"

"A daddy?"

She smiled. She nodded.

"He wants to take me to a Sex PARTY!"

She looked slightly stunned at her friend and burst into laughter.

Her friend exclaimed, "WHAT?" It was shocking that she even thought about being a sugarbaby, let alone going to a sex-party. She was inexperienced at best and an inexperienced prude at the worst.

Claire felt jealousy and excited to find out more. This thought sent blood to her pussy, and it gently throbbed.

"Well, I dunno. I'm so curious, but I don't really know. This is a lot, especially since I haven’t met anyone on the site in person yet.

"How does it all work?"

"He told me that this was an exclusive area and many celebrities visit it so I must do a boudoir shot to get in."

The friend opened her mouth and said, "It's led by women, so no pervs forcing their way on me, I hope."

Claire attempted to clarify her confusion.

"Pretty much! "Pretty much! He is also a bit of an idiot."

Claire laughed with laughter. "I don't think you want to be murdered and dumped in a mountain."

"I am worried about the way he speaks about women, but I like that he also wants to go."

Her friend encouraged her to do it. "Who is going to do the photoshoot?" It would be incredible, right? It's impossible to imagine doing something like this!"

She refused to be angered by the insinuation and exclaimed, “Babe!”

"Boss is back, I gotta get back to work!"

"Aw, man, don’t leave me hanging like this!" Keep me updated, okay?"

The beginning of Amelia's sexy party story

She opened the envelope later that week and was struck by the image of a person she didn't recognize, lying on a leather chaise lounge. For her confidence, she chose a traditional style of lingerie in an electric blue colour. She wasn't ready for the crotchless whips and pantless panties that she saw people wearing at the party.

She spent the rest of her afternoon masturbating after the photoshoot. Her vibrator was fat and pink, and her ears buzzed with excitement.

John had provided all the details and she was able to help her overcome the awkwardness of the Skype conversation. She was disgusted at him and wet her eyes.

She imagined him fucking her on the couch. She laughed to herself. She thought to herself, "That would show his boss who's boss." She downloaded the images to her computer and attached them to the email she was sent. Then, she tried to forget all about it for the rest.

About a week later, she got an email stating that she was beautiful enough. Don't panic.

Holy sh*t!

John was told by her. He said, "Good girl," as he made arrangements for them to meet on the central island. Friday morning arrived. Like a peasant, she got on the coach and made arrangements to meet him at a hotel. She was aware of all the possible outcomes, but her fear was still there.

Fuck! It was a shock! She ran to the on-board bathroom, unable to contain her shock. Although it was not ideal, the coach had a pleasant vibration.

She reached for her knickers and put her hand in hers. Two went into her moist pussy, one to the outside. This allowed her to switch between clit or nipple. The awkward situation made her frustrated, but she was getting closer to escaping the chaos. She found a new way to have sex with her friends by cumming in a coach toilet.