March 2021 (continued)

The Sex Toy Party

I wasn't the kind of woman who would go to a sex toy party. Nothing against sex toys; I had a vibrator. But I'd never understood the appeal of sitting around in a circle in some strange person's home while we awkwardly passed around a box of dildos. No thank you. And I said as much one day in the semi-crowded employee break room.

When I went back to my desk, I was startled to find Janet following me. Tall, busty, cool, unapproachable, brilliant, multiple job levels above me Janet, perfectly tailored in a white blouse and tight pencil skirt, both of which showed off her incredible figure. "Ashley, right?"

"Y—uh-huh." I nodded. I could barely speak. How did Janet (whom I may have had a little crush on) know my name?

"I'm Janet. I heard what you said. Totally agree with your view on standard sex toy parties." She leaned in. "But just want you to know—there are sex toy parties that are very worth attending."

She smelled like lilac perfume and I could just see down her blouse. I fought to keep my eyes up. "Oh, yeah?"

"There's one at my house this weekend, actually. You free at 3 o'clock on Saturday? You should come. Don't worry, you don't have to buy anything. And I know other home party people say that, but I swear. All you need to bring is you. It's going to be a lot of fun."

I don't remember if I managed to say any actual words in response. A party? And Janet would be there? Yes, please.

"Great!" She clapped her hands together. "I'll send you the address."

When Janet answered the door on my arrival at her place, I was astonished by her outfit, and her cleavage in said outfit. Her dress was very tight, low-cut, and had to have a built-in corset because her breasts were pushed up and threatening to spill out. "Ashley! You came." She hugged me.

I could've stayed in that hug. "Hi. Thanks for inviting me." I wore a simple green blouse and blue jeans. "Am I underdressed?"

"No, don't be silly. We'll all be underdressed soon."

What did that mean? I meant to ask, but Janet grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

Eventually there were eight women in her tiny apartment and surrounded by an array of sex toys. Janet was a real pro. She was funny and obviously enjoyed her side hustle. I'm told that the secret of being a good salesperson is really enjoying the product yourself, and her enthusiasm became infectious. Janet kept us all plied with plenty of wine, which helped a lot as she pulled product after product out and let us experiment with them. There was the hum of vibrators all around the circle. A lot of them were out of sight and I couldn't keep from blushing when I realized some of them were tucked away between some of the women's legs. But no one else seemed bothered by this at all, and after a few minutes I realized I wasn't really either.

Janet had a whole line of sexy nightwear—teddies, open-crotched panties, robes, and stockings. One by one, we went off into the bedroom to change into her samples and we then modeled for each other.

One woman, Edith, came back in silk panties and a silk robe. The woman she'd been sitting with on the couch asked her what she thought of a silver vibrator. Edith smiled and took the vibrator. She then selected a bottle of lubricant, opened it, and applied it all over the vibrator. The room fell quiet as she pulled her legs up onto the sofa and opened her knees. The panties she was wearing were crotchless. She placed the vibrator between her legs, tilted her head back and closed her eyes. A relaxed smile of pure pleasure spread across her face as she pressed the vibrator slowly inside her.

Her lips parted and she let out a low moan. The room was completely silent except for the muffled sound of the vibrator inside her. No one moved or said a word and we all watched in complete fascination as her face began to tense up. Her moans became louder and then she caught her breath and let out a sharp cry. She hunched forward, her hair hanging down between her legs and her shoulders shaking. The woman next to her put an arm around her and held her tightly as one orgasm followed another. Finally she was still. Janet reached down and slowly removed the vibrator from between her legs.

"Well," Janet remarked to break the silence, "I think this one's a winner." Everyone laughed and began talking and playing with the toys again. Even though I still felt shy, the women seemed totally comfortable with me, a virtual stranger, seeing them in the throes of ecstasy and near undress. I had to squeeze my thighs together, but I couldn't quite bring myself to join in.

Janet then went into the bedroom and each of us went in one at a time to give our orders in private. We could order any of the toys, lubes, or lingerie and it'd be sent to us discreetly. I wondered about the secrecy, seeing as the party had been pretty open so far. I was last in line, and most of the other women had either already gone home or were lingering on the porch talking. A couple of them waved goodbye to me and finally I found myself alone with Janet. She smiled. "Did you have fun?" she asked.

I must've blushed pure crimson.

"I hope so," she said as she sat down on the sofa next to me. "Do you mind if I loosen up? Since it's just us left." She reached behind her, unzipped the zipper, and suddenly her incredible breasts popped right out of the top of the low-cut number. Her lacy bra did almost nothing to hide her beautiful peach nipples. "You haven't seen this bra yet, have you?"

I shook my head.

"You better get a good look." Reaching her hand behind my neck, she pulled me forward so that my face became lost in her mounds. Her perfume had an orange blossom scent, and soon the bra came off and she guided me to suck on her nipples. I became lost for I don't know how long with my face in her breasts, while she had her hand between her legs and played with herself.

We both got out of our clothes and admired each other's bodies. I loved the softness of her breasts, the swell of her incredible hips. We pressed against each other, her large breasts against mine. She ran her fingers through my hair while I felt the curve of her back and squeezed her sexy ass. "Let me show you one more toy," Janet suggested.

We separated and she got out a webbing of black straps and a generously sized pink dildo. In a moment I recognized it. She helped me step into the harness and adjusted the buckles to strap me in. The dildo jutted from my strap-on harness like it was like the real thing. Janet had lube on hand, too (of course) and she knelt before me, rubbing it all over the dildo.

I felt giddy with arousal and she got down on all fours. "Please," she begged.

I wouldn't make her wait. I put a little of the lube on my fingers, just to be careful, and I found that she was already sopping wet and ready for me. She shook as I fed her two fingers, then three, then four. "More," she called.

When she was fully open and relaxed inside, I brought the tip of the dildo to her opening. It rested there for a moment and then I began to press into her. The dildo was quite large, but bit by bit it slid inside, gained ground until finally it was all the way in! I paused so that she could catch her breath, and I rested my hands on her buttocks. I could feel the spasms in her body and before I knew it, I was shaking, too, with the effort of not moving.

Once she said the word, I slid out and back in. I started very slowly, almost as a rocking motion, but then I began to pick up speed. She caught my rhythm and began to pant and moan as I moved in and out of her.

She had been very much in charge during the party, but now I was in charge. My in and out strokes picked up speed and became more and more vigorous, spurred on by her moans until I was using all of my strength. The harder I went, the more she wanted.

"More! More!" she cried out. "Harder! Harder!" I complied, almost going into a frenzy as she bucked back to meet me.

"Oooh, God, Ashley, I love it. Yes, I love it!" she moaned.

I looked down and watched the dildo slide in and out of Janet. And with every stroke, the dildo's base rubbed up against me. I could feel myself getting very close to orgasm and I was hoping I could hold back long enough. Janet must have read my mind because all of a sudden she moaned a low, sexy growl and started her climax. As her body spasmed around the dildo, I felt my orgasm hit me like a wave and I dropped onto her back. I held her breasts and squeezed them tightly as we rode out our mutual climaxes.

We collapsed together on the carpet, entwined in each other's arms. "Great party," I said.

We fell asleep right there, naked on the rug, holding each other.