Jan 19, 2011

Don't Dildo & Drive


When I was 20, I had just moved out of my super conservative parents' house & was living on my own for the first time. I had always been mostly well behaved & lived with the morals that my parents instilled in me, but once I moved out, I took a rapid turn toward slutty town.

That summer, I went on vacation by myself to visit friends and family who lived several hundred miles north of me. While I was there, I came across a store in a mall that sold some adult toys & paraphernalia. At the time, it seemed so naughty & shocking, but in my life since then I've discovered that it was actually fairly tame in comparison to many others.

While I was in the store, I decided to buy my best girlfriend back home (she was both my friend and occasionally my girlfriend) her first vibrator. She'd also been raised in a very religious home and was on the same journey that I was toward exploration and freedom and of ourse, eventually pain too. In the store I thought I'd get her this vibrator as a sort of joke since neither one of us had ever masturbated or had an orgasm before. But once I had it in my hand, looking at it & thinking about my friend using it, I knew I would probably want one for myself. and I knew that if she told me that she loved it, I would end up going back to a store & going through the embarrassment of buying one again, so I decided to buy two. I'm sure I was flushed in the face as I took my 2 vibrators up to the counter to pay & I almost ran out when the man at the register asked me if I wanted to buy batteries for them too. Of course I wanted batteries. My new toy would be far less effective if it had no power.

I left the mall immediately afterwards because I couldn't wait to get out to the car & pop the batteries into that badboy and crank it up. It was very low tech; hard plastic, about 10 inches long, twist controller with only one speed. But it seemed to me that it was going to become y very own magic wand. I was afraid to try it out while parked there at the mall, so once I got the batteries installed, I started my car & headed out. Before I could even get out of the parking lot, I had stuck it up my skirt & turned it on. Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I'd never felt anything so intense and amazing in all my life! I was so shocked that I lost control of the steering wheel & hopped up a curb and into a little grassy divider between spaces where my car stalled. I wanted more than anything to stay right there & have my way with that magic wand. Or maybe it would be more accurate to say that I wanted it to have its way with me, but I knew someone was likely to come investigate if I stayed there, so I got back on the road.

I drove back to my host's house very slowly, trying to remember to keep my eyes open and one hand on the steering wheel. I couldn't wait until night fell so that I could really test drive it in the privacy of my room. I hoped that no one would hear it humming through the wall, but it was worth the risk. That little plastic toy was the provider of my first O's and I was very grateful for it.

On the long drive back home, I had about 13 hours to kill, so at one point, I pulled off onto the shoulder of a highway and went around to the trunk to retrieve my new lover from my suitcase. While I was digging in my bag, a cop pulled up behind me and came over to see if I needed any assistance. I told him I was just fine & didn't need any help. He asked me what I was looking for. I hesitated for only a moment before holding up my dildo for him to see and saying that I didn't need any help from him because I could handle my own business.

Then I skipped back into my car & headed on down the highway with a twinkle in my eye and a magic wand up my skirt.






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14 comments:

  1. YES!! I moved from Dallas to Houston and would often drive back home to visit my family. Those drives were long and boring so almost every time I was in the car I masturbated to pass the time. I'm glad that I'm not the only person who has ever done it!

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  2. Oh that is hilarious!!! What a great traveling companion to have!

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  3. hihihihihi... This is so naughty! :)

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  4. Hahaha...I don't even know what to say. How funny is that?

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  5. Seriously? I'm dying to know if the cop part is true!!!
    Thanks for the laugh...you never know what you're going to get when you log on here...

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  6. i have to admit that the cop part is most certainly true. his face, when i was walking away, was priceless! ha, i didn't need any assistance because i was taking matters into my own hands. =)

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  7. Haha!! This is probably the best story ever! Not going to lie, I kind of wish it was a memory of my own! Hehe...

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  8. This is the best story ever! Can't say that I haven't ever thought about it myself!
    I would have paid money to see the cops face when she gave her response! Awesome story!!

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  9. LOL! Twenty years old? No wonder you were so eager. ;)

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  10. So naughty! I love it. (Was the cop part true? If so, Im surprised he didn't ask for your number! Oh, but maybe he was intimidated by your magic wand.)

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  11. omg...lol...this is so incredibly funny. I wish I could have seen the cop's face.

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  12. I've never drove and vibrated before. So on my to do list now!

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  13. sheesh. My to-do list includes getting most of the laundry done in one day. How f*cking boring is that?!?

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