There was a time long, long ago, when we could play freely and without fretting. This is about that time.


True Story About Vibrators


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Once upon a time, in the early 90s, I was a submissive to a Dominant man I met on the ancient Internet who flew me from Orlando to San Francisco to serve him for a week.


Yes. Me. A Lesbian. A Dominant Mistress Lesbian.


Besides sending for me, he also had another “real” life. So this Dom set me up in a ritzy hotel and paid to have a computer brought in, modem and everything.


Oh, he also gave me a ton of spending money. (See how a lesbian could be a submissive to a man for a week! How could I refuse?)


Because the Dom had this real life he had to attend to, I was going to spend my free time with another Internet friend named Joyous. I never learned her real name, but Joyous she was. We had a blast together. Great food. Wonderful wine. We even “snuggled” a bit.


But that isn’t what this story is about.


Sex Shop Hunting


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Joyous and I went on a scavenger hunt to find sex shops, sex toy stores, leather stores, and, and, and. We were running around that city like we owned it!


We freely spent this Dom’s money on quality floggers, on cute tulle miniskirts, on ball gags and blindfolds, lingerie out the wazoo, slutty dresses… and I haven’t even gotten to the sex toys yet!. When I flew home a week later, I had a new suitcase filled with kinky and sexy goodies.

The Vibrator Room


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Joyous and I found this sex store owned and operated by women. Cool! We already had several bags in our hands from shopping and the people who worked there took them to hold them behind the counter. We loved it because it freed us up to collect more goodies.


Quickly, we heard moaning sounds. We looked at each other and waggled our eyebrows.


We spied a room with a curtain over the door as someone walked into it. We glimpsed purple shag carpet on the floor and a U-shaped bench with several women sitting on it. We had to go in and see what that was all about.


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When we went in, our eyes had to adjust to the dim light, but as soon as they did, we welcomed the sight of several women on the bench seating, using vibrators – on their clits.


And on each others’ clits.


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Public Mutual Masturbation with Vibrators


True stuff.


Eight women, give or take as women orgasmed and took their leave, the scene was a dizzying hummmm of vibrators in women’s hands. While some were masturbating themselves, others were using the vibes on each other.


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I told Joyous to take a seat; this one was on me.


I grabbed an Hitachi Magic Wand as Joyous removed her jeans and panties (there were hooks on the walls for our clothes) and she sat on the wooden bench, spread her legs and I brought her to several orgasms over the next 30 minutes.


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As women were leaving through the curtain, I saw a line of women waiting to come into the room.


I wasn’t leaving without an orgasm, so wiped down the one I had been using on Joyous and she sat next to me playing with my nipples as I pushed the vibrator under my skirt, cumming quickly because, for real, can you imagine the sounds of eight moaning women as they orgasmed over and over again? The vision of these women masturbating, right in front of you?


Patronizing the Store


The purpose of the Vibrator Room was to Try-Before-You-Buy. Oh, we bought. And bought. And bought.


I still have the plain brown bag my own Hitachi Magic Wand came in.


heavy sigh of remembrance 


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