I stopped by the friendly adult toys store Alexia told me about. Normally I wouldn’t stop in one of those places-not that I’m prejudice, just a bit conservative-but hey, I’m a big girl now.  I can do it. Sure, huge dark sunglasses help, but once I was in there, I didn’t feel a bit out of place. The store was lovely, full of pretty flowers by the window sills. The pink velvet couch by the doorway was plushy and inviting and right above it beholds a beautiful sparkling chandelier. I felt more in a living room of an heiress than an adult toys store. Once I took off my shield of shame, the pink walls filled with rainbow color dildos and vibrators stunned me. I couldn’t believe that there could be so many different kinds of toys out there just for the enhancement of sex. Goodness, besides penis rings, there were cock and ball devices, fake vaginas, ben wa balls and breast pumps! Dazzled by the odd shapes and pastel colors, I need to concentrate on my primary purpose-I need to find something that could enhance the effect of my penis ring.

Remember, I need to enhance or shall I say prolong the effect of the pleasure my penis ring gave us. The vibrations was so close to my clitoris, I couldn’t stop the orgasm. Not that I don’t enjoy cumming, but I want to enjoy the journey to it a bit longer. I mean, who doesn’t. I see more people coming in, quick, I need help.

A pretty lady in all black and red pumps encountered me. Hmm, where have I seen this? Interesting. I told her my issue and she immediately smiled and led me to this aisle of bottles and tubes. There were so many selections: warming, silicone based and anal. The pretty lady recommended this prolonging tube that has worked for her and her boyfriend. Hey, if it works for her, I might as well try it. It’s not as though I have any opinion about which is good for me or not. Good, tonight shall be the night.

Right after our shower, I rubbed the lotion on his penis. He tells me it’s a bit tingling and warming. I suppose it is the desensitizing ingredient in it. I could swear that his penis got bigger. We guessed it’s the swelling. Who is to complain? I sure didn’t the whole hour thru. Wonderful! Sure, the lotion is like a mini Viagra, my boyfriend didn’t feel more pleasure, but I sure did. But in the long run, he ended up enjoying my being pleasured and that made his orgasm better. It’s a win-win situation.

Not really, so he says. Now he is curious about my little trip to the friendly adult toys store. Fake vaginas, he questioned. Well, if a threesome could NEVER be in question, I suppose a little cyberskin vagina could be in the fantasy. The only requirement is that I get to pick out whose vagina. If he has to visualize the vagina of a porn star, I want to pick it. isn’t that right, girls?

What is this? Goodness, I didn’t know that they make things like this. It looks like a rubber ring with a little bullet attached to it. I wonder how it will do. Thanks, Alexia, sweetie. I can’t imagine anything she hasn’t tried. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the one hosting the swinger party down the street. Hmm. Anyway, I took the little gift home with minimal hope. This will be the first out of my eventually extensive exploration into love toys.

I never know how to bring it up to my boyfriend about spicing things up in the bedroom. Darling, I’m bored. Baby, you are not enough. Or should I just wack him over the head and stomp on his manhood? Would that be better than suggesting that we need something extra in the sack? Hmm… that’s a toughie.

Then again. I am bored. What’s a girl to do?

It’s primping time; I bathe myself in my favorite pink grapefruit infused oil. I took out the La Perla black lacy slip he got me for last year’s valentine day and curled my hair. Oh, yeah, let’s not forget the red pumps. People sometimes underestimate the power of high heels—men love them, at least mine does.

Mine also loves it when I go down on him. I think it’s something about the submission of it or the feeling of wetness and tightness or both. I will never grasp the fascination of it. I find oral sex over-rated. It never does anything for me. Penetration works much better. If the penis and vagina were made to fit accordingly, why bother fighting the concept? And I thought we use our mouth to eat. Hmp. Don’t be wise.

Now is the perfect time. He’s enjoying the moment. I’m taking advice from the wise, ‘don’t say, just do’. I slipped the rubber ring thru his erect penis. Making it wet first prevents the rubber ring from pulling at his skin. I also made sure that the bullet is placed facing up—facing me once he’s in. It’s not his butthole that I want feeling good. That can be another story.

Relax, baby. This will feel good. Imagine your penis on a vibrating chair, I said. I pushed the little button next to the bullet attached to the the penis ring, and pow, it’s like a little engine that could. Last step. I slowly place myself onto him and wow. Fully in, I could feel the vibration tingling on my clit. It’s like a million tiny hands massaging my clit at high speed. I’m feeling high. He’s feeling high. My ecstatic moans are making him feel higher. Nothing makes a man more in the mood than a woman in pleasure. This is great. This is great. This is great!

The only downside I see in this extraordinary petite toy is that it made me cum too fast. Let’s not mention that he also couldn’t hold it any longer. At least we could come together. Maybe next time, we could try some prolonging lube.