Friend’s Help Purchasing Sex Toys Changed My Life

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My name is Donald, but most people call me Donny, and my wife, Emma, and I were born and raised in a farming community in Nebraska. We were raised on neighboring farms and had been best, platonic friends since kindergarten. We didn’t start dating and having sex until our senior year in high school, and by then she had already been sexually active with two of my friends, Owen and Wyatt, starting in our junior year.Emma is a pretty girl and had been sought after by many of the boys. She’s five feet and seven inches tall, weighed one hundred and twenty-three pounds in high school. With her dishwater blonde hair and brown eyes, she looks a lot like the sultry actress, Jordana Spiro, who you might know from her character, Rachael, on the Netflix series, ‘Ozark’. But Emma has 32 DD breasts, much larger than the actress’ tits, which was a big attraction for the boys.We went steady for the remainder of high school and got married a year later. I was fortunate that my parents had a successful, twelve-thousand-acre farm, where I had worked since I was a boy, and they were generous enough to help me get started in life farming by leasing me fifteen hundred acres at a bargain price, just high enough to avoid tax issues.After graduation, Emma worked as a sales clerk in a variety store in our small town until our first child was born two years later. Our second child was born a year after that, and Emma became a stay-at-home mother to raise our two kids. I was successful at farming, and over the years I bought the property from my parents, and even expanded by purchasing more acreage from a contiguous farmer. At the time of this story, I had ten thousand acres, some of which was undeveloped hammock land surrounded by wetlands.We were thirty-nine years old when our second child, a daughter, graduated from high school and went to college. Emma went back to work at the variety store when our daughter started high school, so we were living comfortably, although modesty, and were still able to help our daughter pay for college. Our son went into the Army after high school, and we planned on helping him financially to start a farm of his own, when he came home after his military service.Emma and I had a great sex life over the years, and I loved oral sex more than her. She thought I was sick for eating her out even after we fucked but liked me doing it. As we got into our late thirties after our kids moved away from home, I couldn’t help thinking back to our high school days, when I knew that two of my friends were fucking her.I’m not that well-hung, with only a four-and-a-half-inch, cut dick of medium thickness, but knew from seeing my friends in the showers, that they are well-hung. Their uncircumcised, thick, soft cocks appeared to be six inches long, with egg-sized balls hanging low and swinging between their legs. I couldn’t help fantasizing about how big they would be on hard, and what it’d be like to see Emma fucked by those bigger cocks, but I didn’t have the nerve, at least at that time, to ask her what it was like to fuck them.We have an old desktop computer in my farm office in the barn, that I used mostly for farm-related activities, like researching farm supplies, looking up agricultural best practices, and following the weather. And although I had never searched for porn online, one day I was curious and found several porn sites. I had no idea there was so much interest in the world for the homosexual, cuckold, and wife sharing stories I read, and I naively hadn’t even been aware those kinds of things were going on.I logged onto those porn sites during the day when I had breaks from farm work since Emma was at work in town and enjoyed reading the stories, as well as looking at the naked photos and videos of both women and men, and of them having sex. I was impressed with the big cocks fucking the women, and even though I had not previously had any homosexual thoughts, I was surprisingly attracted to some of their genital packages.It wasn’t long before I was masturbating as I watched the videos and read stories, and especially the cuckold and wife lovers’ stories, that helped me visualize what it must have been like when Emma fucked my friends in high school. I wasn’t ready to talk with Emma about my fantasies, but I started thinking about buying some sex toys, like a masturbation sleeve, that I could use to masturbate.It even occurred to me to buy a big dildo that I could hold and stroke and imagine how Emma would feel with it inside her pussy. I was becoming much less homophobic after reading so many cuckold stories, where the husbands sucked the cocks of their wives’ lovers and thought it would be fun to try sucking a dildo, and maybe even one that squirted, just to see what it was like for those husbands.Asking an Old Friend for HelpI decided to buy some of those sex toys and looked online since I found there wasn’t an adult bookstore (ABS) within one hundred miles of our town. And even if there were, I wouldn’t have been comfortable parking my truck in front of a place like that and being embarrassed having people see me there.There were numerous websites where I could buy the sex toys online, but I was concerned they might be delivered when Emma was home on her days off, and she’d either open them or at least ask what I was purchasing. I even thought about having them delivered by mail to general delivery in my name at our contract postal branch in the variety store in town. But with it being a small town, and everyone knowing everyone, somebody there would know what I was buying, and might even tell Emma about it since she worked in the same store.It finally dawned on to ask Jacob, an old friend from high school, if I could use his business address to have the items shipped to. He owns a farm supply store in town, and I didn’t think it would be a big imposition for him to do that for me. My only concern was that he’d know what I was up to since a request like that would imply that I was trying to hide something from Emma, and he’d be curious about it.It would be better, I thought, to explain myself to one person, an old friend, even if he were curious enough to question me, than to have others, and especially Emma, find out about it. As far as I could remember, Jacob hadn’t dated or fucked Emma in high school, although he was friends with Owen and Wyatt too, and it’s possible they could have told him about fucking my future otele gelen escort wife.I knew that was a slow time of year for Jacob’s business, and his staff would be able to handle things with him gone for a while. So, I stopped by his store one day at 11:30 AM, and said, “Hi, Jacob, we haven’t talked in a while, and I thought you might like to join me for lunch. I have something I’d like to discuss with you, and I’m buying.”He said, “Sure, Donny, it’ll be nice to catch up. I’ll let the guys in the back know to watch the front while I’m gone.”We went to a barbeque place with indoor seating as well as picnic tables outside, and I led us outside, so we’d have more privacy. We talked about old times, the weather, and other mundane topics at first, and after our lunch was served, I said, “I’ve got a favor to ask you, old buddy. There are some items I’ve been thinking about ordering online, and I don’t want them to be delivered to the farm. Would you be okay with me using your store address as my shipping address?”Jacob laughed and showed immediate insight, asking, “Whoa, Donny, what kind of kinky shit are you ordering that you don’t want Emma to know about? No offense, man, but from what Wyatt and Owen told me about dating Emma in high school, I don’t think anything would shock her.”I wanted to deflect his question and avoid answering it, and I was also curious what he heard from Wyatt and Owen since he had never brought that up before. So, I asked, “What the hell did those assholes tell you about Emma?”He answered, “I thought you knew that they, uh, let’s just say, uh, they rode Emma hard and broke her in for you in our junior year, and they couldn’t get enough of her big tits. From what I heard, she was a wild fuck, and did all kinds of nasty shit with them.”That’s the first hint I’d heard of that, and said, “Well, yeah, I knew that she had sex with them, because Owen and Wyatt told me that, but they never said anything about nasty shit. What exactly did they tell you?”Jacob likely felt that he had the upper hand since I was asking him to do something sneaky for me, and he wasn’t the least bit reluctant to say, “Again, no offense, old buddy, but they said that she was insatiable, wanted to fuck all the time, and when they weren’t fucking, she loved sucking their cocks and balls and swallowing their cum. None of the other girls were doing that shit back then, and she even rimmed their asses a few times. You married her, man, so you should know what she’s capable of.”I had to challenge his crude comments, and said, “Damn, Jacob, you don’t have to be so fucking obscene about it. She hasn’t had much of a taste for cock and cum with me, although I love eating her out, but she’s never mentioned or tried that rimming stuff you’re talking about.”He continued his insensitive comments, saying, “Maybe she just needs a little more inspiration. I know from the showers in high school that you’re not nearly as well-hung as Wyatt and Owen, or me for that matter, and she might need bigger cocks to get her in the mood.”I had never shown subservience to anyone in my life, but after reading all of those cuckold stories, I realized that I was taking a submissive, cuckold persona, and showing weakness, when I said, “Yeah, I know, but you don’t have to rub it in. I can’t help what I was born with, and Emma has never complained. And besides, I’m guessing that men have different hard-to-soft ratios, and I have no idea how big you guys are on hard.”Jacob must have sensed my humiliation and felt that he had pushed hard enough, and let that conversation drop, saying, “Yeah, whatever, man, but what are you ordering, fuck movies and shit like that? Because if so, you can find plenty of that garbage online for free.”I replied, “I agree, and have just recently discovered that you can get plenty of free fuck videos and naked photos online. But I’ve also been reading some stories, and I want to buy some novelties that I’ve read about. If it’s just the same to you, I’d rather not get into the specifics.”He said, “Yeah, sure, okay, man, you can go ahead and use my store’s address, but I won’t promise not to peek into any damaged packages.”On the way home I couldn’t stop thinking about my conversation with Jacob, and how he described his, Wyatt’s, and Owen’s image of Emma as a wanton, sex-hungry slut. She’d never been that erotic with me, and I had to wonder if it really was because of my smaller cock. Our conversation had also reinforced my fantasies of those bigger cocks and wanting to see her fuck them.Emma was still at work when I got home, and I went to a website to order a thick, eight-inch, UltraSkyn dildo that has a foreskin. I did that because my friends have foreskins, and they were the subjects of some of my fantasies. That dildo was advertised to be realistic in weight and feel to a real, hard cock that size, and it even has good-sized balls at the base. I also ordered a four-inch-long, silicone masturbation sleeve and Astroglide, a water-based lubricant, to use with the sleeve for masturbating. The packaging was supposed to be discreet, and the credit card charge would just show CCBill on my statement.I nervously waited a week before I got a call from Jacob, and he said, “Your toys arrived today, and you can pick them up anytime.”It was disturbing that he called them toys, meaning that he knew there were multiple items, and he might have perused the package, but it was too late then to do anything about it. I went to town that afternoon and he led me to his office and closed the door. He pulled the ripped-open package from his desk drawer, handed it to me, and said, “Sorry, old buddy, but the package was ripped, and I couldn’t resist looking inside.”I didn’t believe him, and as I pulled the dildo, sleeve, and lubricant out, I said, “Yeah, right, Jacob, like the package was really ripped.”The dildo felt realistic, as far as I could tell, just as advertised, and I absent-mindedly rubbed and stroked it, until I remembered that Jacob was watching me. He said, “That’s right, man, stroke that big cock. That thing looks and feels almost exactly like my cock, and it’s turning me on a little watching you. Why did you buy that thing, Donny? Did you take our conversation to heart, and are trying to give Emma something she can really feel in her pussy?”When I didn’t respond, he continued, saying, balgat escort “And damn, buddy, that sleeve thing looks kind of interesting, and I’m guessing that since you got lubricant too, it must be for masturbating.”I was feeling humiliated and ashamed of myself, never having intended for anyone to know about my perversions buying stuff like that, and instead of telling him to ‘get fucked’ like I had done at other times over the years, I felt like I was in a weaker position, with him knowing that about me.So, I replied, “Uh, no, man, Emma doesn’t know anything about this. I was just reading some stories that described men fucking other men’s wives with cocks this big, and other men masturbating this way. I wanted to see what it felt like for myself.”He said, “Oh yeah, I’ve heard a little about men who like to watch their wives with other men. I think they call men like that cuckolds, and it’s interesting to me that those kinds of stories turn you on enough that you wanted to buy this dildo. Shit, man, you must be fantasizing about Emma fucking men who are hung like that and want to jack off to the stories too. Let me know if you decide to take this further, try it out on her, and maybe decide to get someone like me to fuck her with a meaty, flesh-and-blood cock that big.”I know I should have gotten up and walked out of there, but there was something about the submissive vibes I identified within those stories urging me to get him to talk more about his cock, and I said, “Come on, Jacob, I saw you in the showers, along with Wyatt and Owen, and don’t remember you being that well hung, or as hung as them.”Jacob was being a smart ass and acted like he was unfastening his pants, and then stopped, saying, “I can’t show you here, at least not right now, with my office window looking out over the store and the blinds open. But I’m happy to prove it to you, especially since I was imagining you were stroking my cock when you handled and stroked that dildo a few minutes ago.”It sounded like he was offering to let me feel his cock, and I knew it was time to get out of there. I said, “Yeah, well, you best keep that thing in your pants. But thanks for letting me ship it here. I may order some other things in the future.”He said, “Okay, no problem, but I promise the next package will be ripped too. And hey, let me know if you’re willing to share that jack-off sleeve sometime. It looks like it might be fun to try it out.”Emma was still at work when I got home and took my new purchases out to my office in my barn, where I planned on hiding everything. I was like a kid in a candy store with sex toys, and I first felt and stroked the dildo, before being embarrassed for myself when I pushed it into my mouth and began sucking it like I had read about men sucking cocks in the cuckold stories.My dick got hard instantly, and I squirted some of the lubricant into the hole of the masturbation sleeve and began jerking off with one hand, while I brought the dildo back to my mouth with the other. I was glad no one saw me there, sucking that fake cock, while masturbating, and fantasizing about the cuckold stories where the husbands suck cocks, and watch their wives fucking well-hung men.It didn’t take me long to ejaculate, and even though the sleeve is slightly shorter than my dick, I pulled it halfway out, and it was arousing watching my cum shooting out of the end of the sleeve, almost like I had a bigger cock, as it splashed on the floor. I couldn’t help thinking how it would have been erotic to take the cum into my mouth, like I had been sucking the sleeve like a cock.The sight of the cum shooting out of the sleeve reminded me of a dildo I saw online about the size of the one I just bought, except it’s a squirting dildo. The dildo is filled by squeezing the balls and then releasing them, after sticking the head of the dildo into a cup of any one of a variety of simulated cum fluids. The fluid is sucked up into the balls, and when you squeeze them, it comes shooting out like an ejaculation.I was a little concerned about having that delivered to Jacob’s store, after all the shit he gave me about my other purchases, but that didn’t stop me from ordering the squirting dildo. As I look back, I didn’t fully comprehend at the time that the submissive part of me was looking forward to him shaming me about it.Two of the many brands of simulated cum fluids are called, ‘Bust It’ and ‘Splooge Juice’, but I didn’t buy them since they’re not edible, and I wanted to experience the feeling of the cum spraying into my mouth. But I did look up several recipes online to make my own edible cum, which were said to simulate the look, feel, and taste of cum. Some of the various ingredients include corn starch, yogurt, egg, water, salt, icing sugar, and coconut oil, and the recipes included cooking instructions.During the week I waited for the squirting dildo to arrive, I sucked the dildo and used the sleeve to masturbate every day. I used up all the Astroglide and learned that my saliva worked as a lubricant in the sleeve, but it had to be refreshed frequently. And using saliva, which is obviously edible, allowed me to pull the sleeve further out just before I ejaculated, and then pinch the end, to keep my cum in the sleeve. Then I took it off and sucked on the sleeve like it was a cock, and ate my own cum. That bolstered my fantasies of sucking a real cock to completion.The Second Package ArrivedI went to see Jacob in his office after he called to let me know the second package arrived, and he said, “The combination of handling that other dildo and jerking off with the sleeve seems to have inspired you to merge your fantasies, and now you’ve gotten a dildo that squirts. Let me know if you want me to provide some cock juice for that thing.”My face felt flushed and red with embarrassment, when I said, “This is embarrassing for me, Jacob, and we need to keep this between us.”He said, “Well, it’s a little late for that. I’ve already told Owen and Wyatt about your previous purchases, and they’ll get a kick out of this one. But why’d you get this? Are you planning on filling it with fluid of some kind and then squirting it into your mouth?”I lied, replying, “No, man, I just wanted to see what it’s like for a big cock like this to squirt, and I found a few recipes that, uh, you know, recipes that simulate a, uh, a real elvankent escort ejaculation.”Jacob laughed, and said, “I can’t understand why you’re so interested in seeing a big cock squirt after all these years unless you want to fantasize about it squirting into Emma or your mouth, but my offer still stands, old buddy. I’ll provide some juice for the dildo, or even better, you can even watch me squirt, which would be better than trying to simulate it with a squirting dildo. Hell, I’ll even come out to your place and use that sleeve to pump you a load.”I was becoming interested in taking Jacob up on his offer, but I didn’t want to seem too eager. I didn’t think he would really do it, anyway, when I mockingly said, “It’s really nice how you’re willing to help a friend and jerk off for me. But you can come out and try the sleeve if you want to. It would just be a little weird watching you, though.”He said, “Okay, I’ll follow you home, after we stop for lunch at that barbeque place again, and I’ll buy this time.”At lunch, Jacob, wanted to talk more about my interest in the items I purchased, and he said, “After I saw the stuff you were buying and we talked last week, I became curious about why you’re interested in this shit. So, I went online to read some of those cuckold stories and think I might have at least some understanding of your motivation.”I didn’t say anything, and he continued, “When I read those stories, I immediately see myself in the role of the men fucking other men’s wives, and all I’m thinking about is fucking pussy. It would never occur to me to think about other men’s bigger cocks, and I’d rather just be on the hunt for pussy, than to jerk off while fantasizing about it. But you seem to be identifying with the cuckold husbands. What’s that all about, man?”Jacob was hitting on the core issue, and I answered, “Well, you said yourself that you noticed in the showers that I’m not as well-hung as you guys, and it would be hard for me to equate my situation with the big-cocked men in those stories.”He said, “Yeah, that’s kind of what I thought. But how far are you willing to take your desires. Have you been fantasizing about other men fucking Emma, or even you sucking cocks like in those stories?”I lied and responded, “That’s pretty fucking sick, man, and I could never do something like that. But I must admit that I have been visualizing it, which is why I bought these dildos.”Jacob said, “There’s not much difference, if any, between fantasizing and visualizing, and I’m getting the feeling that you really relate to the cuckold husbands in those stories. But I guess we’ll see, and I’ll push your buttons a little to find out.”I acted indifferent, saying, “Yeah, well, I think you might just have to be happy trying out that sleeve, and I won’t be paying that much attention.”He followed me to my farm, and since Emma was at work, I didn’t have to explain why Jacob and I were going to our barn. It’s a simple office, and my desk was made from an old, solid door mounted on legs at a level where I had two stools to sit on in front of it. There’s also an old leather couch that I moved to the office after replacing it with a new one in our home.We sat next to each other on the stools, and I pulled the masturbation sleeve out of a box on the desk, even though I usually kept it at the back of the bottom drawer in an old, three-drawer filing cabinet. I watched but tried to act like I wasn’t watching, as Jacob nonchalantly stood up, unfastened, and pushed down his pants and underwear, before kicking them off and sitting back on the stool. His thick, soft, uncircumcised cock appeared to be six inches long, and it was hanging between his legs and over the edge of the stool, along with his plum-sized balls.He started stroking his cock to get it hard for the sleeve, and said, “If you don’t mind, old buddy, I’m going to be thinking of Emma and all the stories Owen and Wyatt told me about her, to help get my meat hard. Where’s that lubricant you got with this thing?”I said, “Sure, think of Emma if you want, but sorry, Jacob, I’m a little embarrassed to say that I used up all that lube, and I’ve been using my spit for lube. It works okay, but you have to keep refreshing it since it’s not as slick as the lube, and it dries up quicker.”Jacob said, “Damn, buddy, you’ve really been beating your meat.”His cock was hard in less than a minute, and it appeared to be a little over eight inches long and even thicker than the dildo. He spit into the hole in the sleeve and pushed his saliva in with his tongue, and pushed his mushroom cock head against the hole. He pushed hard to get it started, and as the head slipped in, he said, “It doesn’t feel like you’ve stretched this thing out at all with your little dick, even with using it so much, and it’s going to be nice and tight on me. It’s not that long either but should still do the job.”My dick just barely pushed out the other end of the four-inch sleeve, and it was so arousing seeing his big cock head and half of the shaft disappear and reappear as he stroked himself. He said, “This is nice and tight and feels almost as good as a pussy, but you’re right about the spit drying up pretty quickly. You said earlier that you wouldn’t be paying much attention, but you’re sure focused on it. Do me a favor and spit on my cock when it pokes through, so I don’t have to take the sleeve off and lose my hard-on.”I was so fascinated watching him and wanted to get closer to his cock anyway, so it didn’t seem like a big deal to help him out. He smiled as I got on my knees between his legs, and on the next thrust, when his cock head and shaft appeared, I spit on them. It felt strange but was arousing, being only a couple of inches from his cock, and when I started to get up, he said, “No, stay there, buddy, since I’ll need you to do that a few more times before I get off. Anyway, I like seeing you on your knees like that.”He was probably surprised that I didn’t move farther away, but stayed in front of him, while he stroked his cock only inches from my face. He had me spit on the over four inches of his cock sticking out the end of the sleeve two more times, before saying, “Since you’re down there anyway, old buddy, go ahead and hold the sleeve for me so I can fuck it without using my hands. That’ll allow me to concentrate on fucking Emma while I’m thinking of creaming her married pussy for you.I held the sleeve, and Jacob put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself as he slid off the stool to stand in front of me. Then he held me in place as he thrusted into the sleeve, and I loved the feeling of his, heavy, thick cock moving in my hand, and being in front of him when he was aroused and in breeding mode. I didn’t resist as he pushed closer to my face.

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