"I'd like to see some of your dildos” I told the man standing around lazily in the corner of the adult toy store.
"Dildos, huh? You want it to vibe?" he asked. His voice was sexy as hell. He had a slight Latino accent. His skin was tanned. He was slightly overweight. His body looked strong, yet soft and gentle. His arms looked perfect for cuddling as well as pinning me down on the floor. I watched him zero in on my tits. Thankfully, they were still full and firm and were not even on the verge of sagging yet.
"Yeah. I want the works"
"Ok,” he said smiling, “let's go look at what we have."
He took me to another corner of the store where dildos of all varieties, shapes, and sizes lined the wall from floor to ceiling. He pulled a small purple jelly one off the rack.
I shook my head immediately.
"I want something a little larger" I informed him, pointing at some of the thickest dildos I saw on the wall. He half coughed, half laughed and commented on my small stature.
“But you’re such a small woman!”
"Just because I’m a small woman doesn’t mean I don’t need a big cock in me every now and then."
He looked taken aback by my frankness and winked at me. I was a little shocked myself at me statement and I felt a little silly for being so bold. He licked his bottom lip and adjusted his package right in front of me. My eyes drifted toward his crotch, since I couldn’t help myself. He was popping a chub talking to me, and he did not seem embarrassed by it at all.
I certainly didn’t think it was weird. I thought it was perfectly normal for a man to get hard on when a hot girl turns them on. Sad thing about my husband, Hank is that even when he does no one would ever know it. My husband has an extremely small penis, and most of the time he can’t even get it up. We’ve been married for five years, but our sex life died out a long time ago, and now we hardly ever had sex. I was horny all the time now, and I was desperate to feel fulfilled. I was flattered that this clerk had a boner for me. There is something ultra sexy about seeing a man get a hard on over you, it’s a real boost to the self esteem, especially when your husband barely touches you. I’d bet that he can satisfy pretty well with that piece of meat he was packing. No dildo buying for his ladies, I was sure of that.
"Well come on you're a hot girl, surely you could get the real thing….A guy with a big dick-- if you wanted to."
"No, I really can’t. Not anymore. I am married and my husband has the dick of prepubescent little boy."
“Oh Shit!” he cried, chortling. “You did not just say that about your man.” I laughed.
“Don’t feel bad for him. He can have it any time he wants, he just chooses not to. That is what I am here for today.”
He nodded. “Oh, I see…,” and continued to undressed me with his eyes.
I pointed to another dildo high up on the wall and as I reached for it I casually rubbed my thigh against him. As we touched, electrifying zaps exploded in my belly. It had been ages since I had felt so aroused and excited. His cock grew fully erect against the side of my thigh and my knees weakened. It was enough to flood my panties with dampness. He coughed softly and his hand grazed my ass. I felt his fingers slid across my ass cheeks. He held me there and grinded his pelvis into me, a low pleasurable sigh emitting from is mouth.
"It’s a shame you’re married, a damn shame. I could give you a cock you deserve and desire. I bet you’re an excellent wife." He said, backing away from our awkward embrace.
He reached the dildo that I couldn’t and told me “This is one of our best sellers. This one is bound to do you some justice. It will get you what you want. I will even throw in a pack of batteries. They’re on me.”
He took me to the register and rung me up. He handed me a small business card from the store with my change and grasped my fingers tightly. The card had his name and number on it. Sergio. He was the owner of the store.
“If you ever get lonely, you just give me a call. That is, if the new toy doesn’t do the trick for you.”
I smiled at him and held the card tightly in my hand. “I might take you up on that offer. I’m Jill, by the way.”
“I seriously hope you do. It was a pleasure to meet you, Jill. You know, you may be married, but you’re not dead. Remember that.” I nodded and then backed out of the store, clutching the card and the bag with my purchase.
My encounter with Sergio had really gotten me horny. I tore into the box as I ran up the stairs to the bedroom. I wanted to masturbate while I could still smell his delicious musky scent. I carefully removed it from the boxing and slipped out of my clothes. I lay down on the bed and softly began jerking the dildo, seeing how my fingers stretched around its girth. It amazed me, it was nothing like jerking Hank’s little pin dick. I rubbed my tingling pussy, trying to recall the feeling of that big cock brushing my thigh. My smooth, hairless pussy was sticky and wet. My fingers slid between my moist lips and gravitated toward my warm hole. I turned the vibrator on and it buzzed happily on my clit. I imagined Sergio standing over me watching me get off on the dildo he sold me. The thought of him admiring my pristine pussy made me even hornier and it wasn’t long before the dildo drenched and slippery. I turned up the speed on the dildo and began teasing my clit with the head of the large head.
Chills ran up and down my spine as I anticipated the cock filling up my tight pussy. I teased my wet hole for a little bit, just dipping the head in slowly. I twisted my nipple and groped my tits. Gradually, I worked the dildo in deeper and deeper as it continued to vibrate within the walls of my wet pussy. I moaned with pleasure at the feeling of expansion like I had never felt before. When I finally had it in as far as it could go, only the dial was still visible. I had no idea my cunt could stretch that far. I began to screw myself fiercely with the dildo. Perspiration dripped of my cheeks. I dropped my hand back to my clit and rubbed it in sync with my gyrating hips. I imagined Sergio pinning me down. I moaned and in seconds I was christening my brand new toy.
The pulsating of the dildo continued several minutes after my mind blowing orgasm had subsided, and I slowly pulled the dildo out and turned it off, relishing the feeling of such a large cock. In the bathroom, I took a damp towel and wiped it down. Then I carefully tucked it into an empty suitcase in the closet. I’m not sure that Hank would care very much if he found it, but just thinking of it as a secret was really thrilling.