I had been shopping in a sex boutique in Manhatthan, when I came upon one of the strangest looking items I had ever seen.I had been shopping in a sex boutique in Manhatthan, when I came upon one of the strangest looking items I had ever seen. Inside a plastic-covered, plain box were six solid glass see-through tubes, elongated and tapered from their tips, each about eight inches long, increasing in circumference from the left one to right one. Their purpose was obvious--to increase the size of anal or vaginal penetration by degrees. The one on the far left, the thinnest one, was hardly more round than a normal sized index finger; the one on the far right, of much greater proportion than the first, was at least two inches in circumference. It didn't seem likely that I could ever work it into my cunt, much less my smaller, nether hole. But anything was worth a try, and these looked really different. The clerk laughed, and then blushed, when I asked if I could have them gift-wrapped. She knew what they were for, but seemed too demure to care about them. So I gift-wrapped them myself for Danielle. I couldn't wait until I got them home to give to her. "What is it?" she asked from her prone position on the sofa as I walked in the room and handed her the ornately wrapped gift. I smiled. "Open it." I sat down at the far end of the sofa, near her feet. As I sat, Danielle moved her legs out of my way. In raising her knees, and opening them slightly, I could see right down her skirt, all the way to her panty-covered crotch, the pure white of the satiny material contrasting so nicely with the creamy color of her legs. |