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The next chapter for my story. also a true event. please let me know what you all think of it as all feed back is greatly appricatied. thank you.
Our Secret 2
Sometime near Christmas an idea came to me. A couple of times we used dildos in our lovemaking and sex. The feel, vibration, drives her wild. She made a comment that she would like to have her own a few weeks ago. I drove out to the city with the intention to buy some Christmas presents for the family and see what was available. It turns out that we ended up going out together and I had an idea on making her wish come true. After a bit of shopping, which I hate doing at all, we stopped off at a sex shop. I told her I wanted to get her something and headed into the store alone.
“Hi, I am looking for a vibrator for my lady, small framed but she likes decent sizes. What do you have?”
The store clerk smiled at my directness. I can see she is use to much more discretion from her clients. The place is classy, nice racks, tasteful displays with the more obvious items located toward the back wall out of the immediate view of the street. Likewise the clerks are tasteful in their attire. Still, it’s a sex shop and these women are experienced.
We talk a bit about my lady. She asks about her tastes and capacity. My answers make her blush, again, I can hear her thinking how odd it is to deal with a direct customer she does not have to worm answers out of. After a few questions about the size of my penis, her vagina, and the types of sex we have done before we get down to business. I answer directly, keeping most of the details to myself. Something’s are just private but I know she is trying to plan a toy to suit our types. I end up purchasing a decent sized, thick purple dildo vibrator complete with batteries. The lady tells me that after the holidays they will be offering Valentines Day specials with new stock. Though the areas located around the shop are prudish about their desires, they have a hard time keeping certain things in stock. I can tell she is a bit jealous of my lady. She flirts with me a few more times and I use this to get sizeable discount on the toy.
I make my way back to the truck where my lady is waiting. Her face is flushed, thinking about what I bought her. I hand over the package as I start the rig.
She busts out laughing when she opens it, “Holy shit this thing is huge!” We have already proven that she can take a large dick several, several times. I hear the plots, plans and lust building within her mind as we pull out of the parking lot. Her hands shake a bit. She owns a dildo. No more fingering herself. She wonders if I will use it on her too.
“How much did it cost?” she asks me. She knows money is a bit tight at the moment for me. I can hear her, I hope it did not cost that much, I bet it did though.
“Got lucky, the clerk was sweet on me, gave me an employee discount. Normally it would be about 60. Got it for 40 instead.” Mixed emotions hit her. SHE was sweet on you? I can hear that thought ricochet around her head like an echo. Anger flares up within her but she puts it down. Stupid bitch, but he’s with me. I get the toy AND him.
“You should not have bought it. That’s too much for me.” The anger dies out as she begins to feels sadness well up in her. No one has bought anything like this for her before. No one has really bought her a Christmas present before worth more than a couple of dollars.
“I suppose I could have bought you some flimsy cheapo you would have wore out in a couple of days. However, I wanted to get you something that would last and satisfy you when you feel the urge. Besides, I thought you would like it.”
She is quiet for some time as I fight my way through traffic lights. Though she says no word I can still hear her. Thoughts rapidly pulse through her mind. She feels guilty that it cost so much, gratitude for the gift, and growing more and more, excitement on what it will feel like. Eventually this grows stronger than the other thoughts, she has been soooo horny lately, it’s been weeks since she seen me last. Opening the package she giggles embarrassingly as she grips the hard plastic with soft coating vibrator. Again the blush.. I can almost smell her wetness through her denim pants. She routs in the bag for the batteries and places them in the toy. Once she gets it closed she accidentally pushes the button that activates the toy and the air is filled with the buzzing sound of the vibrator. She busts out laughing as it vibrates in her hand, not from humor but embarrassment to mask the fact she almost came in her pants from the sensation.
“You should try it.” I dart my eyes over to her to see how she takes this. Sitting in the cab of a truck puts us up in the air a bit, and we were still traveling through town slowly making our way to the highway.
She blushes a new shade of red as the thought takes hold in her. She gives an embarrassed giggle again. Broad daylight, in the truck, and traveling down the road. She would have to remove her pants to her ankles to get enough room to spread her legs to insert it. She wants to. I can hear her, she wants me to use it on her the first time. She hoped once we got to her place I would use it there, however her house has all sorts of complications, and there was really no where she could think of we could go. Her sexual urges began taking hold of her warring with the thought of someone other than me seeing her naked below the waist and her desire for me to play with her pussy.
All of these thoughts flash through her mind in a heartbeat. “What if someone sees?” I can hear her need for reassurance. I give it to her. “We are in a truck that sits high up. The only people who will be able to see are truckers, and if you slide up next to me, they won’t see much.” I smile.
“Besides, isn’t that all part of the thrill?” I wait…
She does not think long. He wants me to, I can do this. Feeling dirty she begins unbuttoning her pants and slowly slides them down her long legs. Despite her feelings of indecency her panties are soaked with her juices. The smell that strikes the truck as she slides her pants down is pungent, fragrant in her most private scent. She hooks her thumbs in her G-string and slides her soaked panties down her thighs. The cool air causes goose bumps to rise down her legs. Unable to resist I slide my hand up and down her thigh. She slouches down and spreads her legs wide for me as we are almost at the highway and traffic gets thicker. To save her pride and what is left of her decency, I reach down and grab my jacket to cover her nakedness. She smiles appreciative at me and never sees the trucker next to us almost lose it when he glances down into the cab as we turn off onto the highway.
She sighs as my fingers begin ghosting up her legs and down into her inner thighs. A moan escapes her lips as my fingers lightly touch her clit. She begins bucking her hips almost immediately to relive the orgasm that has been building in her since we stopped in the parking lot of the sex shop. Hiking up her legs a bit she begins whispering to fuck her with my fingers. I can’t hear her over the wind whistling through the old truck but I can hear it in her mind. I build her up a bit more before I slowly removed my soaking fingers from her pussy. She moans loud in disappointment and suprising me, grabs my fingers and sucks her own juices from them. The act sends her over the edge as her body rocks to the orgasms with my fingers sliding in and out of her mouth, her tongue stroking and sucking my fingers tasting her own cum.
Once she releases my fingers from her mouth I slowly reach down to grab the dildo and set it to one of the pulsing settings. I raise an eyebrow in surprise as it really does have a bit of a kick to it. A smile grows on my lips, she is really going to enjoy this. I dare a look at her. She is crouched down low, her legs spread as wide as they can be with her pants and panties around her ankles. Her shirt has rode up her chest to expose the lower parts of her bra, which has been pushed down to expose her breasts to the air, her nipples are hard. My eyes crawl up to her face, eyes open a bit, staring at the dildo in my hand vibrating. She licks her lips in desire. I can see that it no longer matters that we are traveling down the highway and her inhibitions have been lost to her desire.
I take the head of the plastic vibrating cock and lightly touch her clit. Her eyes snap open as the sensations burns through her. Her hands claw at the seat of the truck as the feelings the toy has inspired within her take hold of her body. She is so wet with her own cum that it slides in easy an inch or two. Her orgasm peaks and begins to run through her body, over and over. Hips bucking forcing the dildo in and out of her, rubbing against her clit, that silent scream takes hold of her as pure pleasure rocks her body. Heavy panting, gasping for breath, her body rocking to the orgasms playing over her body as if she was a violin at concert. Counter pointed by the muffled sound of the vibrator, the wind, and the sound of the occasional fast moving vehicle speeding past us. Her mind loses all thought but for the moment. Pleasure, pure pleasure burns her mind away. The jacket has long since fallen to the floor of the cab. Her shirt crumbled around her neck, with her bra unsnapped and tossed aside. Beautifully naked and exposed to the sun, world, and occasionally the passing traffic. She does not care at this time, only the pleasure exists. From time to time when her orgasms recede enough for her mind to form a thought I can hear her, Screaming in joy and pleasure that I am the one slamming this toy deep into her womanhood, pleasing her in a new and exciting way. These thoughts flash and are lost like a leaf in a maelstrom as each new orgasm takes her. The smell of her fills the truck and makes me harder than I have known. Still, pushing my needs aside I drive the truck and plunge her new toy deeper into her until her mind is filled with prior sessions of our past lovemaking and her mind begins to lose touch with reality and all that exists is the pleasure of the moment.
Our moment, in reality was close to 40 minutes drive time, finally passes and I tell her we are almost to her house. Slowly I remove the toy from her drenched pussy. She lies there for some time before her mind begins registering that we are passing into areas she is well known. As quick as she can considering her shaky condition, she pulls up her panties and pants. Stuffing her bra into her bag and lowering her shirt only just in time as we pass one of her neighbors house and he waves. I of course wave back. Thinking nothing of it as I always do when people wave at me. I hear her giggling beside me. When I look at her, her face is flushed deep red.
“Your hand is covered in my cum….”
Looking down at it I notice that it is. I laugh with her, partially in embarrassment, partly in amusement. Its been a memorial drive.
“I wish we had more time, you have not been taken care of. I feel bad.” Of course she is referring to my swollen dick.
I notice for the first time how uncomfortable it is. I force it down soft with my mind. No use in letting it get carried away. This was about her, I can wait.
“Don’t worry sexy. When you come down this weekend we can see what we can do about it.” I chuckle.
“I still feel bad. Tell you what, this weekend we will see what I can do for you. I want this weekend to be all about you. I plan on using this to see if I can get past my gag reflex. I want to please you like you did for me.” Her eyes are full. She means it. Gratitude for my taking care of her, buying her this present she wanted, and not asking for anything overwhelms her. I know about her gag reflex. I know she does not like sucking on me for that reason. She gets embarrassed and truthfully, she just cant expect to get more then a few inches of me in her mouth before it causes her to react. I can see in her eyes she means to do whatever I want. No matter what. Painful memories of what she could possibly be committing herself to, the possibilities she wont like it, all fall to the wayside of her desire to do all the things I want her to do.
“We will see sexy. We will see.”
I claim a passionate kiss from her before she opens the door and walks to her front door. I smile as I watch her walk, legs jello like from our time in the truck. As I drive away I think of the weekend. No, not all about me.
“Looks like its going to be an interesting weekend…..” I whisper to myself as I drive away.

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