To say I was a little sexually frustrated was the understatement of the year. I had just broken up with my cheating boyfriend after catching him for a second time with another woman. With no current prospects on my radar to fulfill my growing needs, I fell into a daily routine of self-pleasure. For a while, this was enough. Masturbating took the edge off, but I needed more. I had never introduced any toys into my routines...

My new vibrator was in a sack next to me, a gift from my new friend, Nicci. I was now following her to her house in my car. What had started out as just a quick shopping trip to get a new toy to relieve my sexual tension was now turning into something much more. I had just experienced my first bisexual encounter, and I was now heading willingly to her house for more. "What has come over me?" I thought to myself. "And what...

I awoke with the morning light starting to stream through the small bedroom window. I was a little disoriented at first by my unfamiliar surroundings before remembering what had transpired the evening before. Nicci was pressed against my body, snoring softly as she still slept beside me. Smiling to myself, I recalled how quickly things had progressed between my initial shopping trip for a new toy to tide me over between b...