Vibrator Collection
I love my collection of vibrators and dildos. It’s great to have a selection. When I want a mad, intensely overwhelming orgasm, there’s my big black one with the studs-and-coiled-rope latex details, the clit tickler, rotating head and swirling beads.
If I want a more languorous experience I can reach for my plain vibrator, which I then push in by hand, and push back out with internal muscles, for a gentle orgasm that builds and builds till it sweeps me away.
My glass dildo, for the smoothest, most slick experience, either hot or cold, and so slippery it makes me shudder with delight as it stretches me.
There’s my G-spot vibrator that sits sneakily inside me, pressing into me as I use my fingers on my clit, for that hip-bucking orgasm that creeps up on me and takes me by surprise.
Or the ordinary dildo – in various sizes, depending on my mood – which my boyfriend can use as he goes down on me, sliding it in and out so the added sensation sends me into one orgasm after another.
Why would any sane woman restrict herself to one? Monogamy is for boyfriends or husbands. Not for sex toys!
