My first vibe

I always thought that adult sex toys were taboo. My boyfriend and I were going away for the weekend and he suprised me with my first vibrator.

It was blue - baby blue, silky and smooth. I know now that it was a standard toy, contemporary or 'classic' they called it, just like the one in this pic. Nothing compared to the toys that have graced my box since. Two double-a batteries and it whired more like an electric toothbrush would than something that was intended to bring me pleasure. But was I wrong!

Nervous at first, (as every good girl should be) I needed a little wine . . . ok, perhaps a lot of wine . . . to put my mind at ease. I found it hard to relax, knowing that this certainly didn't gel with the 'good girl' image I'd worked so hard to perfect.

Once I had calmed, and not without a significant amount of suggestion from my partner, I allowed the noisy little object to caress me. Slowly but surely, the vibrator slid in me suprisingly easily. My whole body twitched as it buzzed deep inside me - I never thought such a small toy could bring so much pleasure!

Luckily, we were staying at a cabin in the woods, as my shreaks of glee were intense to say the least. I passed out from the experience, leaving my boyfriend delighted . . . and all alone!

My love affair with things that go 'buzz' in the night hasn't subsided, moving from one challenging toy to the next. I guess I am addicted, but is that a bad thing?

I don't think so . . . 80)