Chapter 1

Tracy’s first trip to the adult toy store.

My name is Tracy but my friends call me T, and I am a married woman and 28-years-old. I am 5’8” tall, size 10, with long blonde hair and my looks, to be honest my face, can bring a lot of attention. My husband Max is the sweetest, most loving, and handsome man a woman could hope for. He is 36, and in the Royal Navy in charge of his branch onboard. He’s 6’0” tall and weighed around 13 stone with short dark blonde hair. We haven’t had any children and at this point in our story.

We’ve been married several years, and everything seemed to be going great. While I love Max with all my heart, his latest promotion takes him to sea a lot, travelling across to Europe and Asia. I’ve never been unfaithful, and I never even thought about it. Max is the only man I’ve ever wanted to be with sexually.

My problem began about six months ago when Max was visiting France and Germany. He’d been gone for about three weeks and, to be honest, my colleagues had been flirting more than usual and I was getting a little sexually frustrated. I was having a drink with a friend after work one Friday and we were just talking about various things when the topic of sex came up. Beth was single and claimed she intended to stay that way. I surprised myself when I blurted out,

“But Beth, how do you survive in between boyfriends. I have trouble being alone for three or four weeks at a time”.

“Toys”, she laughed. “You have to have a supply of good toys”.

“OMG I gasped” and we both began to giggle. I guess the drinks were getting to us. “But where do you even find them? I wouldn’t know where to start”.

“I didn’t either, yes there is the internet but seeing them first is better to decide but then I found this adult store I noticed in the city”, she said. “They seemed to have everything you could want and the guy who owns it is very knowledgeable and understanding. Tell him it’s you’re first time and he’ll help you out, no problem,” she said.

We chatted for a while more over one more drink and decided to call it a night. As we got up, she passed me a piece of paper with an address on it and said,

“Here, do yourself and a favour go down there and ask for Jake.”

I stood by my car and watched her saunter to her car wondering what I should do. I decided a nice hot bubble bath was in order, so I climbed into my car and headed home.

I was lying in the tub, the steam raising up and fogging up the mirror, as I thought about what Beth had said. I didn’t know if I had the nerve to visit a store like that. What did she mean, do yourself a favour? God, I wouldn’t even know what to buy or what to do with them. I was feeling quite naïve but very, very horny.

Suddenly I stood up, the water rushing down my body.

“Okay Tracy, time to stop being such a chicken,” I said out loud.

I began drying off knowing full well I was going to go into the city tonight and get something to relieve this itch. I stood looking at myself in the mirror as I dried my hair. My 34B breast standing out firmly, my nipples beginning to swell as I thought about what I was going to do. I had shaved and waxed my pussy the day before, leaving only a thin landing strip above my clit.

I walked over to the dresser and opened my knicker drawer and pulled out a pair of black bikini panties and a matching bra. I love the feel of lace it makes me feel good and confident, so all my underwear consisted of matching sets. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a simple T shirt top over my bra. A little make up, some lipstick and my sandals and I was ready to go. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I looked rather good for my age. Then a quick check on the internet told me it was open til late It was only 8pm so I climbed into my car and headed into the city.

It seemed darker than usual that night as I entered the city limits. My satnav was taking me to the address Beth had given me, but it seemed like a seedy section of town. The buildings were old, and half the streetlights were out so it was fairly dark. It was around 9pm when I turned a corner and was confronted with this small building that was lit up with neon lights. THE LIONS DEN, they shouted in the dark, adult products to fulfil all your needs 18 and over only.

My nerves were getting to me, and I almost turned the car around and headed back home, but I decided I had come this far, I should at least peek inside. The store front windows were covered and there was a big sign in the window “Clearance Sale.”

I’m a sucker for a sale so I gathered up my courage and got out of the car, walking towards the front door. I opened it and stepped inside and was greeted with a checkout counter with a big man sitting behind it and rows and rows of fake cocks. I learned quickly they were called dildos. I stuttered a little as I asked to speak to the owner, Jake. The guy behind the counter said he wasn’t in tonight and I almost turned and bolted out the door. But before I could move, the guy said,”Hi I’m James. I would be happy to help you find whatever you’re looking for,” he said in a soft, calming voice.

My feet felt like lead as I looked at him shyly and told him I really didn’t know what I wanted. I told him that my friend Beth had sent me down and said the owner would help me since it was my first time in a store like this He just smiled and said “NO problem Miss,” as he stared at my breasts. I was so embarrassed I thought I was going to die. That’s when I notice that there were ten or so other guys in the store staring at me too.

James stood and motioned me over to the counter. My god he was big, at least 6’ 6” tall and well built. His hands were the biggest I had ever seen. The guy was massive. I stared into the counter at all kinds of vibrators and the wall was covered with dildos: big ones, small ones, black and white ones. There was even a red one, white and blue, and a rainbow one shaped like a cone with bobbles lol.

“I ... I ... I don’t even know where to start,” I blurted out nervously “That’s okay ma’am, I can help you. I see you’re married, how big is your husband,” he asked without hesitation.

“Umm, how big.” I repeated.

“You now, how big is his penis.”

I’m sure my face was bright red as I said, “maybe 7inches long”.

“Is that big enough for you?”

“I beg your pardon”, I said.

“Is that big enough”, he repeated, “or would you prefer a bigger cock inside you?”

“I ... I don’t know. I’ve only ever had my husband’s, what about girth?.i don’t know!

He looked across the room and motioned for his friend Gary to come over.

“Gary, watch the front desk for a few minutes, will you?” he asked.