24th February 2011
Last Friday I was set a Fucktoy Friday task.
“Go to B&Q and buy something to make yourself cum with. Take it back to the car and use it to make yourself cum…. and make sure you take pictures. Oh, and if the pictures don’t please me, you will have to go back next week and take a video”
For my Murrican readers, B&Q is the UK version of your Home Depot.
So off I went, wearing jeans, which was probably not my best plan but it is February and way too cold for a skirt, I did however, leave my panties at home. Now just a slight side note here, I hate B&Q, the place is in general, badly staffed both with, lack of staff and the few staff they do have are usually fairly moronic and in my house at in is usually referred to as Big Q…because that is what you nearly always end up doing, standing in a great big fucking queue (note the Brit spelling here LOL)
Anyway, I was rather delighted to find that Friday lunch time seemed to be a quiet time and so I grabbed a little basket and started to wander. I couldn’t help but pass by the aisle that had all the chains and giving them a little rattle as I went past too. That sound always makes the hairs on my arms do a little wriggle. Eventually I ended up in the tools section, and there was plenty to choose from but I want not going to buy something that was more expensive than the new glass dildo I currently had my eye on, so in the end I plumped for a rather uninspiring Philips head screw driver and headed off to pay.
Of course I was greeted with the aforementioned queue. So I stood, with my little basket, some potted daffodils (well come on now, I had to look like I was buying something other than a dildo shaped screw driver) and waited. That’s when I saw it, hanging right on the end of the shelf by the check out. I am sure my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I have never ever seen anything else that so looked so like a vibe, yet wasn’t one. In an instant the screw driver was cast aside and the torch was in my basket. Moments later with the queue gone, my money given, a bag rejected and a naughty smile on my face, I was out of B&Q and hurrying back to the car with my purchase.
Back in car I had a few moments struggle to release the torch from it’s insane plastic seal package and for a horrible moment I thought I might be back in B&Q buying scissors but then with a minor explosion the package gave way, batteries flew across the dash board and the torch landed neatly in my lap as if knew that that was its ultimate destination.
I thought I had parked in a quiet corner of the car park but as soon as I surveyed the scene around me I realised that the corner I
had chosen was in fact on the path of all the people from the nearby offices who were headed to the snack bar in the car park. I briefly toyed with moving but then the coast became clear and so I undid my belt and jeans and slid them down over my hips, lifting my arse off the seat until they down by my knees.
Instantly I was turned on, I knew I was already wet, I could feel the sticky moisture between my thighs and so using my finger to open up my pussy I slide the torch into my hole, it was perfect, I swear this item was made to fit into someone’s cunt, it just happens to have a handy flash light element to it as well. As I rubbed at my clit I could feel the pressure already building inside me, but it was at this moment that I spotted another passerby heading what seemed to be straight for my car. I froze, but my body didn’t, for some reason the thought of him looking in the window as he passed sent shivers down my spine and gush of fluid into my pussy. The moment he was gone, I reached down and with a few hard and deep thrust of the ‘torch’ I came. Quick and fast and with a rush of moisture that threatened to wet the seat I was sitting on.
Oh don’t worry, I didn’t forget the pictures…..as you can see……and once I got home, showed Him my purchase, told Him my story and shared the pictures he demanded His own private viewing. It was only then that I got my reward…. “Well done my little fucktoy, such a good girl” words that quite frankly made me purr with pleasure.