I was on a shopping spree to buy lingerie for the benefit of my husband, hoping to spice up our sex life. I left home feeling particularly wanton and wicked, so much so that I had not worn any bra or underwear. I had just had an earth-shattering encounter with a woman at a café, leaving me feeling on top of the world.

I passed a dead-end lane I hadn’t noticed before on previous shopping trips. I was drawn to the windows at the end that glowed with a warm yellow light. They displayed colourful, lacy lingerie. How lucky — just what I wanted.

I went through the front door and saw racks of lingerie. There were also nurse and maid costumes on adjacent racks. Around the sides were showcases full of dildos and other sex toys.

“Oh,” I exclaimed, not quite what I had in mind. Still, I was here now, so I might as well see what they had. I might get lucky.

A voice came out of nowhere: “How can I help you, love?”

A woman in a silver sequined top, short mini skirt, and black tights stood up, having been hidden behind the counter. She was curvy with full, ample breasts, plenty of personality there.

“Oh,” I exclaimed, for a second time within a few minutes. “I am after something like this,” I said, as I showed her some pictures on my phone of the type of sheer lingerie I had in mind.

“Sure love, over this way,” she said, guiding me to some racks in the corner.

“I’m Gema.”

“Pam,” I replied.

It did not take me long to find something I liked. “Can I try this on?”

“You bet, darrrrling,” she said as she started to remove the packaging.

While she did this, I tentatively examined the various dildos inside the display cases. She noticed me looking and said, “Anything take your fancy, Pet?”

“I have never used one before. I am afraid I don't know much about them.”

Gema was a fountain of knowledge. She explained to me how to use the various dildos and other sex toys.

Sinfully, I thought, why not purchase one for fun? ‘Just to try it out’, of course…from a ‘life’ learning experience point of view.

She was an excellent saleswoman. By the time she finished her spiel, I was so excited that I selected four devices and a ‘stash’ bag, as she called it, to keep them in. I had completely forgotten all about the lingerie.

“As it’s your first time Pet, and it’s quiet in the shop, I could show you how to use them, if you like?”

“Thank you,” I replied, surprised at her offer.

Gema showed me to a private changing room off the showroom floor. Along one side were several large changing cubicles with open showers on the opposite wall. Down the middle were three bench seats about six feet long.

She held up a bag. “This is my ‘stash’ bag.  I keep all my goodies in it,” she said as she prepared to demonstrate some of its contents.

The first was a finger vibrator with a textured surface. She then removed her top, fitting the tiny device to her finger, and turned it on.

Next, she ran the vibrator around her see-through bra where her large areola was showing. We watched as her nipples began to rise and poke through the webbed material of her bra. Just watching made me want to moan, but Gema, however, did.

“Do you mind if I undress? It's easier to demonstrate,” Gema said with a coy smile.

“Ok, fine,” I reluctantly said, eyeing her voluptuous body, wondering where this was going.

She undid her bra and removed her tights. I was not surprised to find she was not in the habit of wearing panties.

As she bent over to place her clothes on the floor, I had a front-row view of her rear. I was astonished at how big her labia were. She was shaved, and I could see into her slit and some of her pink, moist folds hidden within. Absent-mindedly, I ran my tongue over my lips.

“This bag of tricks is just for my use,” she said, bending down to retrieve another pleasure device.

I watched as she inserted a shiny metal, tear-drop-shaped ‘butt plug’ in her arse. “Slow and plenty of lube is best to start with,” she said encouragingly. Don’t forget to warm it first."

Gema pulled on it slowly, so it was slightly out, and then let go. Fascinated, I watched as it slid back into her tight, star-shaped brown arse. I could not help but clench my butt cheeks as I watched, imagining the sensation. She pulled on it to the point I thought it would pop out, stretching her rear wrinkled entrance tightly around the dome, before letting go again. After a few more repetitions, she was moaning softly with pleasure.

Still keeping the butt plug in place, Gema next extracted a very large, black latex dildo from her goodie bag. It was perfectly shaped like a penis with a large, flared knob.

“This one I call ‘Daddy.’” She held it up enthusiastically for me to see.

She put some lube on the base and stuck it near the end of one of the six-foot benches with a loud slap. She then sat with her legs on either side, with ‘Daddy’ proudly standing erect between her legs.

Gema instructed, “It’s better to use lube the first time you use one until you get used to the feeling of having your pussy expanded. Penetrate slowly. Watch that the length is comfortable for you.”

Standing at one end of the bench, I watched keenly as she stood to demonstrate. She hovered, like a Zeppelin, over the towering black shaft and oversized knob, legs on either side of the bench. I could see her vagina was gaping with little stringy drops of nectar hanging down from her open slit. Lowering herself slowly, her labia were pushed aside, swallowing just the fat knob. Gema held the position for a moment, eyes closed, moaning softly with pleasure.

As Gema slid further down the shaft, Daddy slowly disappeared until he was embedded wholly within her wet pussy. She rocked slightly back and forth on the black wet balls, eyes closed, enjoying the feel of ‘Big Black Cock’ within her.

This was going far beyond instructional, I thought. Should I stop her here and say I got the idea?  Normally, I would have, but the encounter with the sexy woman in the café earlier made me want to press on and see where it led.

I could feel the heat of my pussy spreading as it reacted to Gema’s demonstration, feeling the wetness of my precum seeping out of me. Parting my legs, I grabbed my needy mound under my dress, stroking it in harmony as I watched Gema. Fuck, why did this spectacle turn me on?

My other hand rubbed and squeezed my breasts and nipples through my thin dress, causing me to moan too. I synced with Gema’s rhythmic moaning as our mutual pleasure intensified.

Up and down, Gema bounced on Daddy’s thick black shaft, all the while groaning louder and louder. Her breasts were doing circular loop-de-loops. Daddy never left her body; just as his knob appeared, it was quickly swallowed again. The slurping noise made as her vagina slid down over the stiff, slippery shaft intensified. Gema was so wet that it was running in globs down Daddy’s shaft.

She watched me keenly as I pulled up my sundress and sat facing her on the other end of the bench, a leg on either side, too. My body shuddered with pleasure as I inserted a finger into my wet pussy and rocked gently back and forth, at times grinding my pussy with a circular motion into my fingers and the bench.

We watched each other, groaning continuously, as we both strove to be first for the ultimate prize.

Gema had established a cracking rhythm now as the dripping ‘Daddy’ cock came almost out, only to be swallowed like Jonah and the whale. Her slippery vagina completely engulfed the waiting, erect Daddy, balls and all.

I was transfixed as I watched the cock make slick wet noises as it slid in and out, faster and faster. She suddenly froze, trembling, causing me to look up.

Gema was no longer watching me. She now had her head thrown back and mouth wide open, puffing in and out in short, rasping gasps.

“Ah…fuck,” she screamed as she gave an enormous jerk on Daddy’s shaft.

She was still now, as was I.

“Arh,” she cried loudly, giving a series of smaller jerks on Daddy. Gema shuddered and, a few seconds later, looked at me and said, “That was…so...so fucking good.

“Thank you for being there for me,” she said, as a huge smile spread across her face. “I love my job,” she said with enthusiasm. There was a pop as Gema rose, leaving a very cum-coated Daddy behind.

As I stood, my finger slipped out of my vagina. I was now, unfortunately, uptight and feeling a sense of loss with nothing between my legs and no climax of my own.

“Remember, it’s better to start with something small and work upwards. Most of the time, bigger does not equate to more pleasure,” Gema said, pulling up her tights and miniskirt. We headed back into the shop.

I had selected a small vibrating finger dildo and a glass spirally ribbed dildo with a penis head at the top. I was also particularly taken with the big black penis-shaped dildo, similar to Gema’s, that I had chosen.

After I paid her, Gema said, “Pam, you are welcome to try them out if you want to.” She pointed me to the change room again. Delighted, I took my newly acquired ‘stash’ bag with me.

“Honey, no need to be quiet. You can scream your head off here, and no one will be offended,” Gema called after me as I closed the change room door.

My face no longer turned red as it once would have; instead, I relished the newfound euphoria caused by my sinful state of mind. The change rooms were large with big mirrors across one wall and the adjacent walls. It had another of the bench seats I had seen before. I dropped my bag and the purchases on the seat.

Quickly disrobing, I found the three mirrors gave a great all-around view of myself as I turned first one way, then the other.

I gasped as I touched my nipples, each already standing rigidly to attention. My pussy was dripping down each leg following the frolic with Gema. The tightness I felt throughout my body remained unresolved, needing only a spark to ignite me.

I looked at my ‘stash” now. I pulled out the mini vibrator and slid it onto my finger, switching it onto low, as I had been shown. Running it over my fat brown nipples caused a shudder throughout my body. In the mirrors, my nipples pointed back at me like spears. I rubbed it over my body, enjoying the sensation, ever so slowly working towards my crotch.

Bending over, I did the inside of my long, slender legs, running it back under to my firm bum cheeks and tight arse. It sent a tingling sensation up and down my body.

I urgently wanted release, utter detonation, and the sweet euphoria that came with it.

Next, I lightly touched my wet, swollen clit with the device as I watched in the mirrors.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had hit me. My legs quickly clamped together, and I bent double and groaned with what felt almost like pain.

“Oh… woah,” I exclaimed loudly. Need more practice with that one, I thought as I turned it off and put it on the bench.

My eye was drawn to the thick transparent glass cock. What would it feel like, I wondered? I stuck a finger in my pussy and groaned. I smiled at myself in the mirror as I desperately finger-fucked myself up to a frenzy. However, when I saw the plastic dildo sitting in my bag, its knob pointing upwards directly at me, I knew what I wanted next.

Grabbing it, I took one hand, eagerly scooped up some of my nectar, and wiped it over its base. I slapped it against one mirror with a satisfying splat.  Lubricant was applied liberally, just in case.

“Here goes,” I said to my reflection in the mirrors, turning so I could back onto the rearing cock.

It took me a couple of tries before I got the height just right.

I could watch my ‘Daddy’ in the mirror as his fat knob parted my lips and disappeared into me like it did with Gema. I pushed harder back, and the whole shaft amazingly disappeared, too. It took a minute to get used to the hardness of the new shaft and the extra length that now felt like it was splitting me in two. I held my breath as I increased my tempo, repeatedly thrusting down onto Daddy.

I could also see it between my legs as I pounded it when bent double. Even better, I found I could feel the shaft and my clit with one hand as Daddy slid in and out of my pussy. I rubbed my protruding clit urgently and gasped. It would not take much for me to peak.

Before long, I had a strong squelching rhythm going. The mirror was splattered around Daddy’s balls with my thick, honey precum. It was running messily down the mirror, but I was past caring as I moaned loudly.

I forgot all this as I pounded that slippery man-cock into the mirror. I could feel Daddy’s knob deeply penetrating my inner sanctum. Adjusting the angle of my body's thrusting, I got Daddy frantically rubbing my G-spot with every thrust. The enormous veins of Daddy sliding against my wet walls were too much.

“Now, Daddy… now…I want you right now.” I screamed, “NOW!”

Faster still, I gyrated. Then, smaller jerks as pleasure started to radiate out from between my legs.

“OH FUUUCK,” I cried. “Fuck me…that’s it…harder baby…oooh you feel so good, Daddy.” I felt myself climaxing.

The wet cock was slipping down the wall and suddenly came off, leaving it impaled within me.

“Fuck... oh fuck!”

I desperately grabbed Daddy’s balls just as my pussy squeezed, causing Daddy to start to slip out. Bent double, I tried to relax, then pushed him back in.

Too far gone now, I began squeezing his balls. I thrust him in and out in a frenzy, desperately wanting to climax.

“Oh, my God.”

Bent double, I watched in the mirrors as Daddy appeared to be sticking out between my bum cheeks.

Fuck, I needed to cum, I could feel my body tensing, ready to explode. I was so…so…so close.

“Arh…Oh...My GOD!” I exploded; lubricant combined with my sex juices, splashing out all over my hand. I fumbled and lost my grip and stood up, trembling. Big Daddy was left sticking out, rigid in my pussy. My breathing was laboured as I desperately sucked in air.

I yelled, “arh…fuck...me…arh,” as I came again.

I straightened up. “Come on, Daddy…I need your cum…I want to feel your hot spurts up into me…now...now Daddy...NOW,” I yelled. “Cum into me…I want you in me…FLOOD me…DADDY,” I screamed.

My pelvis jerked forward, almost ejecting Daddy, before I grabbed him and pushed him back in.

“Fuck...oh…DADDY…flood me.” I convulsed, bringing my legs together, bending over, unable to straighten.

I jerked helplessly as ecstasy powered through me. My brain was no longer aware of thought; only the orgasmic space existed. There was nothing else that mattered. Small convulsive ripples permeated my body, slowly easing until I was spent.

I do not know when I ‘came back’ to the real world or how long I had been gone.

It had felt so DAMN GOOD!

I looked with pleasure in the mirror as I extracted my naughty Daddy. It came out with a loud plop. Air continued to escape with smaller pops as my honey juices, mixed with lubricant, continued to flow out and down my legs. Reaching down with one hand, I felt the warm, sensuous liquid, letting it ooze between my fingers, as I cupped my mound.

Daddy was also liberally coated with thick sticky cum, and with my eyes closed, I could not resist licking him clean of all his imaginary hot cum.

“Oh…fuck.” I suddenly came again, trembling all over, taken by surprise.

As I finished, Gema knocked on the door. “Oh boy, girly. What a good set of lungs you have. Here are some tissues to help, and a towel if you want to take a shower.”

“Thanks,” I said, opening the door and wondering how long she had been at the door. Looking at her now, naked again with tell-tale drips running down her legs, I would say she had not missed much of my performance.

I did not feel embarrassed as I took the tissue, holding it against my pussy as I stepped cautiously over to a shower, legs a little wobbly.

Gema watched as I took a shower, clad just in her bra. Gema had a gleam in her eye; if I were not so exhausted, I might have taken her up on her naughty thoughts.

I dried myself, then dressed. Carefully, I repacked my ‘stash’ bag.

She gave me a card with her details and said with a wink, “This is my direct line, and it will also give you a discount here.” I looked at Gema smiling and thought a shower with her in the future might be on the cards.

“Thank you, Gema,” I replied. I promised myself to contact her soon.

I was still in an impish mood, but my body told me, as I left the shop, that a rest was more than needed after today's shopping spree.

Alas, no lingerie. Perhaps I would have to go shopping again tomorrow. I smiled at the thought.

I had gained two new friends today, Gema and another, this morning. It was an amazing day, especially when you included finding my new Daddy.

Greedily, I wondered if Daddy would let me rest tonight.

I walked contentedly down the lane, hips swinging, singing.