Misguided Nina and Deb - Part 1

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"Nina a former stripper and porn star leaves Vegas to go back to college and becomes a guidance counselor"
These are my recollections, as I've put them down on paper. I'm Nina Mercado, a former stripper and porn actress from Vegas who decided to make a better life for myself. I was born in the southwestern part of Texas and my family migrated north to Dallas where I went to school. I've always been an attractive woman and with my Native American dark hair and brown, smooth skin I was a natural on the strip where I worked for too many years. I've always been athletic and swim as much as I can to stay in good shape. In high school I did excelled in english and history, but my parents didn't have money to send me to college so I left and went to Vegas to work when I graduated.

Then I ran into a girlfriend from my high school days and she coaxed me into doing something for myself I could never have dream of doing. I went back to college, got motivated to get my undergrad degree and followed through to attain my Masters in Psychology and became a guidance counselor in a regional high school in the plains.

Its a non assuming town with good values and a job that could help support me while I decided what to do next. I've had to accept my addictions and found recovery from my crack and marijuana habits, but had never dealt with my overwhelming lust for other sexy women in my life. Not until I met Deb and her mother, Janelle had I ever been so addicted to hot sex. Although I 'm bisexual, I'm rarely attracted to men these days. Instead I seem drawn to older, sultry mature women who want me to dominate them and give me sex as much as I want them to. I wasn't prepared for the surprise of my new life.

IT was so weird, two nights in a row I awoke from the same dream. I found myself saturated in my cum juices and sweat. This high powered, super erotic dream had overtaken my subconscious mind, where I was taking three men on at once. One hot stud was fucking me as I laid on my ass on a huge plush couch while another young hunk was biting and sucking on my plump tits. There's one more guy with his juicy hard cock in his hand, stroking his hot shaft a few inches from mouth while I fondled his stiff balls with my hands. I had just given him some wild head.

I awoke just when the guy was about to shoot his big load all over my tits. I was confused and yet aroused by the guys. I've been only attracted to sultry older women these days. The dream made me think of Lisa, a hot busty porn star I had never worked with, but was always attracted to. As I laid in bed I fingered my wet pussy and got my nipples hard again. I imagined Lisa sucking on my clit as I fingered my thick clit, my blood rushed down and it throbbed in fingers as I felt the warm release of another great orgasm. I knew I couldn't stay in bed that morning, there were too many things to do at work.

I knew I must've had at least one orgasm during that dream and now my labia was totally extended. My large pink clitoris was visible, and I couldn't stop from touching it an fondling my nips. I really had to constrain myself , be mature. I began getting dressed.

These dreams and their psychological roots must have be related to things I haven't resolved. Or, maybe they're just leftover fantasies from my former career. I sat up in bed and began my daily routine of getting ready for another day at a regular job. When I looked down on my brown skinned, firm body, I still felt young and vibrant especially for a woman soon to turn 40.

I make it my business to get to the gym where I love doing aerobics and other exercises and can still swim 50 laps in the pool. Its one reason I get so many compliments on my exceptional hourglass figure, accentuated by my 36DD breasts with silver dollar sized areola, tipped with abundant thick brown nipples. I adore my tits. The surgeon did an amazing job years ago. I had a lovely set of natural 32C's but wanted more. In so many ways it was worth it, but everything has its consequences.

I've dyed my her hair back to its original dark brunette from the platinum blonde I had been in her previous life. Most days I don't miss my former lifestyle, but occasionally I get pangs of lust that won't quit unless I watch a super heated lesbian flick and masturbate to it. I love those ones with the busty babes in it I used to work with just a few years ago. I love seeing is Lisa Leggs work, she was so hot . I've heard she's left the business too and just doing her art, painting nudes or something like that. Lisa and I never did a scene together, but I wish we had, we both have such an affinity for women, it would've been hot!

While I applied my make up, I thought back to all the changes I'd made these last few years. Many things had changed, but my heavy lust for women of all ages had not. It had only grown more and more intense with each passing month.

All the young vibrant students, especially the young women at the school, were causing me to have to dress more carefully. Just the other day one of the more attractive art teachers came up to me and I realized I was getting aroused by her sexy appearance, but luckily I was wearing a flowing blouse with a good bra which hid my stiff nipples. They don't really know me yet, but must think I'm a bit strange with all the conservative dresses I wear compared to their more fashionable, skin tight pant suits and shorter dresses.

And these days I had to be more conservative in my dress or I'd be in real trouble and get fired. Fuck this shit, I thought, I need to own my sexuality today. I chose to wear a more revealing mini skirt today and since there was a bit of a chill still in the air, I was planning on wearing my leopard skin jacket to work today too.

I have to keep a very visible presence in a large office that doesn't allow me much privacy at all. If students wanted to talk to me, I usually use the music department's practice rooms. The music department of the Mid Western High School is situated close by and I we're advised to use the out- of -the way, sound proof rooms for most of the controversial, difficult students who might need some privacy.

It seemed like the average busy day with staff meetings and regular appointments with students needing advice on the next step in their educational process. Around 2pm I got a call from our Vice Prinicipal, Ms Melanie Daniels, who I suspected knew somethings about my prior career. She wanted to meet me outside the school in a store. That was unusual but I knew I had to show up and listen to her in any case.

Melanie was a fast paced woman in her late thirties who considered herself a feminist who believed that women deserved to be not only treated equally, but that we were owed something for all the years of servitude to the male species. For an intellectual type of person, she had a fine figure which she didn't hide one bit. Almost everyday she'd wear revealing clothes that showcased her shapely leg muscles and sometimes even a low cut sweater with a work out bra underneath that made it easier to see her medium sized, firm tits. She was a dark brunette with a pleasant demeanor and was always good to everyone she worked with at the school. We didn't really know one another too well, but I remember that she complimented me on my looks more than once, which I found appealing. She was still one of my superiors and I had to show her the utmost respect no matter where I was.

I entered the high profiled lingerie store and found Melanie Daniels in the rear contemplating some very racy underwear.

"Hi Ms. Daniels," I said, in an affectionate, business like way. We were in the nightie section of the store. "Dear, please call me Mel or Melanie, we're co- workers remember?" "Sorry, Mel, is there something you need help with?"

"Nina, One of the teachers showed me site on the web today and it was a triple X rated site with videos and pictures of a woman who looks a lot like,"

"Yes, that was me," I interrupted her to say. "I quit that job over a year ago and have no control over what they put up. I was paid to do that work and I told Mr Jensen that when he hired me," I said to her in a defensive firm voice. She motioned me into the one of the larger dressing rooms. I thought she was going to fire me, I really did.

"Nina, you are one brave woman! I've never seen such a hot woman with such talent for kids and I'm working with you everyday! I knew about the site along time ago too. I've been subscribing to another site you're also featured on, and masturbating to a steamy video you did with another starlet where you both fucked each other on the beach..." Mel whispered all of this in one breath quickly to me as we stood in the dressing room.

I could see where this was going. Mel apparently had planned to come on to me strong all along. I wanted to fuck her too, but I knew we couldn't do it right there! She was adamant and took off her top and kissed me on the mouth.

"Let me see your luscious tits Nina," Mel asked, but it was more of a command really. "Mel," I pleaded, but she was on fire. I had to satisfy her at all costs and then we'd take it from there.

"Nina, I'm 35 and I can't stand my marriage. I've been a lesbian in the closet for too long, I need some relief!" She was hungry for me like no other woman I'd been with recently, and it aroused me to no end.

She helped me out of my blouse and wanted me to undress, but I demurred.

"Suck my tits, Mel suck on my hard nips babe," I told her.

"Ommnnghhhh," The Vice Principal moaned as she sucked my heaving breasts with one hand under my bra to support them she found my panties and pulled them down and fingered my wetness.

We caressed each other for a few minutes and then I went down on her lovely pussymound. Mel sat in the bench stall as I pulled off her panties and dove my face into her modestly hairy mound. I stroked her warm labia, parting it with my experienced tongue as I massaged her ample breasts too.

She covered her mouth with her hand as she moaned in lust for me to take her to orgasm. I dove my entire mouth into her wetness and she complied by lifting her hips into my wanting mouth. I grabbed her ass and held her close as my tongue lashed at her pussy. She cried a high shriek which had to be heard outside the dressing rooms. She flooded my mouth with her cumjuices as I swallowed them down as fast as I could.

"We'd better buy something too, or else they'll think we were shoplifting or something," I said as we got dressed. "Good idea, I'll buy this nightie and you can get those panties over there," she motioned to a row of colorful thongs. "I'm buying!" "Thanks Mel,"

We kissed and hugged she gave me her private number and I gave her my address and told her to call me later that night. To our amazement the clerks were in the forward part of the store and hadn't hear us.

We left the store separately and headed back to work, but I hadn't come and was very aroused. I went back to the ladies room at school and cleaned myself up for my last few appointments. I realized that I had one the hottest students in the school to see in just a few minutes.

Debbie Wattenford was one of my new cases. Debbie had been caught drinking and having sex in the girls room. Her svelte olive skinned body was exceptionally beautiful and I found myself highly attracted to her, which made my job more challenging. I knew it would be the end of this good job if anyone found out I was even attracted to this woman, never mind having sex with her. I was committed to not getting personally involved at all and to just help this senior student get out of high school.

I knew it was imperative for Debbie to realize how damaging the drinking was to her life. Debbie was scheduled to come in for a 3:30 appointment and was already 15 minutes late. I picked up her file again, and read between the lines about the broken family, constant moving around, the older brother trying to abuse her sexually. All these facts were very common characteristics, which pointed out how dangerous a situation the young sensuous woman was in.

Debbie lived with her mom, who I had the pleasure of meeting at a parent -teacher conference a month ago. I remembered how stunning a woman she was. A very intelligent woman with a great figure too. I had a few dreams about making love to Debbie's hot mom, Jannelle after that first meeting. My mind stop wandering about as Debbie strode in the door of the guidance office towards my desk.

"I'm like, so sorry I forgot about this meeting, my girlfriend reminded me when it was almost too late, so like, what am I here for now?" Debbie said, catching her breath as she sat down in the chair next to my desk.

"Deb, it's almost the end of the day here, and I absolutely have to speak with you. But I really have to head out to get a few supplies and was wondering if you 'd come with me, then we can sit and talk for a bit longer, since your school day is about over isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess. Ms. Mercado, can you give me a ride home?"

"Sure, I just have to run a few errands for the department and then we can grab some food somewhere."

"Sounds cool with me", Deb said as she gathered her books together. As we headed out the door I noticed Deb's eyes on me, she must've noticed my legs in the more revealing mini skirt.

We left the building and headed for my sports car.

"Nice ride, Ms. Mercado," Deb said enviously. We hopped in and again I took notice of her glances at my exposed legs as I shifted the car out of the lot.

I took care of the office business quickly and we found some time to look in the shop windows together. We passed a large lingerie chain store and I couldn't help but fantasized how marvelous it would be to see Deb in one of those hot outfits. This was all new ground for me as I usually attracted to women like Mel, but Deb's body was so appealing it was tough not to think of being with her in a more intimate setting.

"Deb do you have any objections to coming home with me for a while so we can discuss what is going on with your schoolwork?" "Oh no, I think that's great place to talk!" Deb seemed excited to be able to see how I lived.

I was reasonably sure that Deb was not afraid to talk about her experiences and I thought that with a little encouragement, I could help her stay on track and finally graduate. She had already turned 18 a few months ago and was supposed to be in college already.

"This place is so nice, Ms Mercado, " the young woman said as she entered my opulent ranch style house. "Deb, you can call me Nina, especially here," I said as I kicked off my shoes and put down the supplies. "Thanks, Nina, I love your place!" "Oh... do you like it, really?" "Yes, it's very... spacious and sexy too!" "Make yourself at home, while I get things settled," I told Deb, hoping she'd take off that denim jacket, revealing her soft, beautiful arms underneath.

"I love that painting over there," Deb said, alluding to a very erotic piece of art on the wall. It was a graphic portrayal of two women locked in a sexual union on a bed. "Yes a good friend did that for me, years ago, its a hot piece isn't it?"

"It is, I'd love to watch two women go at it," Deb confided.

"We should talk about what the administration wants me to do with you, Deb. You could be looking at some serious problems here, let's talk,"

"Ok, I didn't realize it was that serious, Nina," We sat on my plush couch facing one another. Deb finally shucked her denim jacket and got serious when she saw me review her file.

"Debbie, the Principal has told me that you have been found drinking and having sex in the bathrooms. Personally drinking at your age is not a great idea; it will mess up your intestinal system, your mind and mess with your moods way too much to make it seem worthwhile. But I understand the pressure to drink, believe me. I just want you to think before you take the first drink next time, then come back to me and let's discuss it, Okay?

"That's it, just tell you how it goes next time and we'll discuss it?"

"That's right, I am going to tell the Principal that we had this chat and you will not be drinking in school any longer, Okay." "Okay, but..." "No, you're not off the hook that easily," I mused. "Oh, ummnn," Deb's mind raced back to what happened last week.

"Now, you were having sex with Tom in the teacher's ladie's room. First, how did you ever get in there? And you'll have to elaborate on why and how you thought this was an acceptable behavior for school?" I said, waiting for a juicy answer.

"Well, first the room was wide open, so we went in. Second, Tom has this terrific large thick cock and he tempts me with dirty talk."

"Give me an example of how he 'tempts you'?" I asked, with touch of sarcasm.

"He'll give me a kiss and a hug g'bye before we go to class and sometimes he makes me feel how hard he is right in the hallway! Then if we think no one is around he'll grab my ass and fondle me before he leaves, it turns me on alot! Sometimes he'll tell me he loves to lick my pussy until I come in his mouth."

"That's how he tempts you? I'm no virgin Deb, you can tell me what really happened in there. You'll have to do better than that Debbie," I said. I needed to hear her retell the sticky details of how she was fucked by her hot boyfriend.

"Well he says it differently, Nina!"

"So tell me HOW he tempts you so I understand, and tell me what he looks like, in your mind. How does Tom make you get all aroused that you let him into the ladies room on the second floor of the building for sex during the class change time?" I stared at her and demanded to be told all the salacious details.

Deb thought for a few seconds, and finally looked at me as she sat cross-legged on the plush couch, her firm calf and thigh muscles exposed.

I admit, I must've been a bit impatient; but my pussy was very aroused by seeing Deb's tits bobbing in that cotton halter-top, the outline of her nipples was a very alluring image.

"Come on Nina, Tom is really hung! He's a varsity football player with a great hard body and he has this very thick, 9 inch cock, and a crown which is so freekin' big! It feels so good in my mouth too! I just love it when he shoots his big load down my throat. I love the way he tastes too!" Deb said in her raspy voice. I sensed her arousal, and it was easily confirmed by her stiff nipples which pierced through her thin top.

"Ummnnn, sounds good to me too! Okay, so maybe now I can see how he tempted you that day," I said smiling at Deb. We both laughed a bit at the obvious mutual attraction to the image of a man's well endowed member. But I also wondered what it would be to get Tom and Deb together for a great threesome. That would have to wait for another day!

"Have you ever sucked him off at school before, or was this just a first time?" I asked, hoping for more embellishment by my prize sex addicted student. "Nina, are you serious? We've been fucking and sucking in the men's room and the girl's room for months now. The only reason we've got caught was that someone ratted on us!"

I tried hard, without avail, to get the focus back on my school job for the moment. But instead I accidently hiked up my skirt a bit higher, and let Deb see the curves of my inner thighs as she sat near me. Deb could probably see my dark thong too.

"The Principal is really upset with you, and I told him I would help straighten you out on this matter today. He thinks you have a drinking problem."

"I don't drink that much!" The student insisted.

"So what did Tom do to finally get you into that ladies room?"

"He tried to put his finger right down my pants and finger my pussy in front of everyone as he kissed me and told me he'd lick and suck on my pussy until I came in his mouth," Deb said, with not an ounce of shame or guilt in her voice. "Is Tom really good at licking you, does he really make you come?" I really wanted to know. "Yeah, he's a pro. He does me so good most of the time, I can't hold back when he gets me go'in."

"And is that what you two did that day, when Mrs. Lewis discovered you?

"Not exactly. Mrs. Lewis found me with Elisa Torino." Deb admitted to me. Deb watched my response to her admission of her lesbian affair carefully. I wasn't really shocked, but I was confused.

"Oh, I am confused a bit here, the report is not that clear," I said, as I glanced down at her forms.

"And what were you doing with Elisa?" Now I really wanted the details on this, but knew I had to be patient with her.

"She's that really prissy honor's student, isn't she?" I interjected. I thought I knew the girl, a person who could be very difficult.

"Yes, she came onto me in the girls room too."

"Is that ALL that happened, she came onto you, tell me the truth Debbie!" I had to uncover all the delicious details.

"A few days before in gym, Elisa came up to me, and says she's always had a crush on me and she'd like to help me with my term paper, so we agreed to hang out. We began seeing one another secretly, because her Mom would shit if she saw her hangin' out with me."

"And then we met by chance in the girls room and she starts masturbating and that's when Mrs. Lewis must've seen me sucking and licking on her clit. Elisa shaves her pussy and its really nice to lick her, then we rubbed against each other in the stall until we're both all hot and then I went down on her for a second time. And I know Ms. Lewis was watching us for more than a few minutes before she stopped us."

"Is that why she also told me that you were touching yourself in her class the next day?" I still had to tell Deb about the note Mrs. Lewis sent to me, but she didn't make a reference to how long they were in the bathroom.

"Tell me Deb, do you like to touch yourself in front of others?" I knew I was skirting a very careful line here, but I also wanted to get her total confidence and trust.

"Sometimes, I do. I like, just fondling my breast or rubbing my clit, yes is that SO bad?" "Sort of, Mrs. Lewis says you were almost masturbating in the front row of her class last week." But in truth, I wanted so desperately to see Deb stroke her clit and massage her swollen breasts in front of me. I could feel my wetness fill my thong as she told me all this stuff.

"Nina, Mrs. Lewis is HOT! She marches around in a extra short mini and fish nets a lot, and sometimes with no underwear!"

"Really!" "Fuckin hey! Really." Deb folded her arms in front of her tits that made them seem more prominent. I immediately thought about trying to meet up with this instructor to see if that was truly the case. That would have to wait for another day too!

"So, wait, who caught you with Tom?" "Another teacher. Miss Maxwell," Deb frowned.

"And how was that resolved? By now I was really aroused by taking Deb through this discussion of her past sexual exploits in the school. I'm sure Deb picked up on my aroused state but she was not going to say anything.

"She told Tom to go to her room and I think she gave him a blow job, but she didn't ask anything of me, but she obviously reported me to the Principal." "I'll have a talk with Mrs Stacy Lewis and Mona Maxwell when I can about all this, and we'll straighten it out before it gets any messier."

I thought about Deb's honesty with me, and the mixed up way the account was written down by someone in the office. I wanted to delve deeper into Deb's sexuality if she'd let me. My guess was she'd be very into it!

"I'm not sure you have a drinking problem, Deb. You may be using sex as a way to suppress feelings of hate and distrust for your family," I told her. "Will you consider taking some suggestions about your sexual adventures?"

"I don't think I have a problem with sex, I love fucking both women and men." Deb said, in a very definitive way. She surely felt comfortable being a young bisexual woman, which was in itself very refreshing.

But Debbie still looked confused and sullen. I picked up on her change in mood and asked her if everything was all right. "I feel so weird 'cause I discovered some things about YOU this weekend." Deb said, looking right into my eyes.

"Me?" I asked pensively, as I crossed her arms in front of my chest.

"Yes, Nina. this's been on my mind all week since I discovered this DVD over the weekend. Tom brought over a disc for us to watch and you were the star in it! Tom loves women with large tits and especially men with large thick cocks, and I enjoyed it too. We fucked all night while the video played on in my bedroom," Deb told her, finally relieved to get her secret out.

"Okay, so now you know about my life as Nina Medina, the porn star!" I said, smirking but I was very worried about the implications.

I've thought it too many times. I wondered how many other students, especially the horny guys in the school, would be beating off to images of me taking cum all over my body.

"We found a few more of your triple x rated shows last week and they're so fuckin' outrageous! You have one of the hottest bodies I have ever seen and I cannot fuckin' believe you are my guidance counselor!" Deb said to me.

"Well, Yes, so now you know that I have been a porn star before this. But what does it matter what I did for a living before coming here? What REALLY matters is that we all care about you and you may be using your beautiful body to squash your feeling about your family issues."

"So who cares, my Mom?" "She doesn't care if I get drunk after school or before, she doesn't care who I fuck or when I masturbate, all she cares about is her job," Deb said, almost in tears.

"Listen to me Deb, I care about you. Your friends care about you and your Mom cares about you also,"

"You care?"

"Yes, why is that so unusual?" I was lost in my lust for this beautiful student and I didn't know what I was doing.

"How do I know you care... ?" Deb asked, as her tears ran down the sides of her beautiful face. She was surprised to hear that I even thought about her at all.

"I am going to show you how I care right now."

"You will?" Deb asked. "But first I want you to listen to me carefully,"

"Okay," Deb sat back in the couch and brushed back her luxurious hair. "Now that you know I've been a porn star, and by the way, that's really not a great job you know. I liked it when I was doing it, but its not a good way to make money really. I was wise enough to go back to school and really develop myself further. I got trained to recognize different addictions. I want you to trust me and let me ask you some very personal questions and see how you respond," Lisa said as she moved herself closer to Deb on the couch.

"Ok, Lisa what do you want me to do?"

"First I want you to close your eyes and take a few deep breaths," I made sure her eyes were closed and advised her to take a few more breaths. Deep down inside me I felt my tummy quiver, my body was almost trembling with lust for this woman, but I knew I had to gain her trust.

"Okay, I want you to see yourself on a journey. Imagine yourself at a cross roads of sorts, a fork in the road of life, for a minute. A beautiful man is in front of you and you know him, he's a good friend already, and he wants to make love to you. The other path has a beautiful woman and she is very friendly to you all the time and wants to make love to you also... You have to make a definitive choice. I want you to keep your eyes closed and keep breathing deep like you are, you're doing fine. Now, which one do you choose?"

"Oh that's easy for me, Nina. I'll always choose the woman. I always know a women can please me. I've always been more attracted to women but a really hung guy still gets me aroused too, and it can be very confusing at times," Deb said with her eyes still closed.

"You can open your eyes now."

Deb looked right into my eyes with her beautiful dirty blond hair falling over her bare shoulders. The student had not worn a bra and her firm abundant breasts were hidden behind only a thick cotton halter-top. It was all too noticeable to me how aroused Deb was before she even asked her about sex. Her stiff nipples pierced the soft fabric of the shirt and stood out, burgeoning my desire to fondle those lovely orbs and suck on her sweet hard nips.

"Deb, I think you have problems with your sexuality. It could be related to your upbringing or the stresses that are on you at school.

I wanted Deb to understand the importance of the issue, but I was too involved with my own feelings of lust for the beautiful young woman to be even remotely objective. I had crossed the line and was unaware that this behavior could cost me so much if someone found out.

"I think it would help me a good deal to see you masturbate yourself, to let me see you play with that nice pussy you've got. Do you think you could do that for me?" I asked pensively.

"Okay, Nina but will you let me see your lovely body also? Can't you see I'm dying to touch those lovely tits of yours already?"

"I know, Deb. I'll let you touch them all you want after I see you finger your wet pussy for me,"

"Promise me,"

"I promise you Deb, now take off your pants and let me see you lovely body," Deb stood up and gently pulled off her pants and panties in one motion. She looked at me , staring deep into my eyes the entire time.

Deb always kept her pussy hair short. She like it when she could easily see her own clit and loved it when another hot woman licked her pussy. "Okay now Deb, do what you like to do with your own fingers, show me how you get yourself off,"

Deb complied easily and spread her wondrous legs for me and let me smell her lovely flowered womanhood. I watched eagerly as she parted her dark pink labia and found her moist clit and gave it a good rubbing for me. "Do you get aroused easily when you see an attractive woman?" I asked her. "Yes, especially you with your huge set of lovely breasts, I want to fondle them now!"

I took off my top, allowing my huge melons to be seen at last. Deb couldn't restrain herself and sucked on my right nipple instantly. My hand cradled her head as we kissed passionately. Our tongues intertwined and we hugged each other firmly at last.

"I love your body Deb, I am very VERY attracted to you, I can see you like me too,"

"Oh my God Nina, your tits are absolutely magnificent!!"

"Your tits are SO suckable," she said as she flicked her tongue at my stiff nipples.

"Ommmnnnngghh, yes dear, suck them. Make them harder", I pleaded. "Nina you've got such a HOT body, I've been thinking about you for weeks now,"

"Oh thank you Debbie,"

"We can go into my bedroom now, and make love,"

"Yes Nina, I want you to take me!"

END part 1


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I sat next to Debs on the plane. We left our wedding reception a few hours ago, and we're now on our long haul flight to paradise. Hell, life with Debs would always be paradise, but the local I'm sure would help. We'd chosen a remote part of the world where we could loose ourselves in each other.

Her head was bent over on my shoulder and I could feel her soft breathing. A twitching in my pants let me know that even after doing it in the cramped back room of the village hall as we changed to leave, doing it a grimy loo at the airport, and doing it just a half hour ago giggling in the airplane loo, she still could turn me on. It could wait though, let her sleep.

Debbie and I were what you would call childhood sweethearts. We'd known each other since we were kids, had started dating shortly after we both realised there really was something different about our bodies, had sex the first time by 15 and hadn't stopped since.

She was great, up for anything my warped little mind came up with, and believe me there was very few tricks left untried. With the help of a rubbished copy of the Karma Sutra found in a charity shop and various of the fashion mags she loved and lads mags I enjoyed, we knew and tried it all.

We were the same height; just under six foot, and fit each other perfectly. People often joked that we were twins, but there was no blood relationship that we knew of, not that it would have stopped us if it had.

So now we were finally married. We'd kept together through school, through uni, and now with both of us having jobs in the city in our pockets the world was our oyster. Content thinking about how good life was I drifted down into sleep beside her.

I came too in a panic, hurting. I felt groggy, like after a bad nights sleep. Suddenly I realised I was on my feet, being held up. I jerked fully awake to find my mouth held closed by some tape. I was firmly held on either side by two big bruisers. Opposite me Debs was being held the same way. She didn't seem hurt, but was nude, and her eyes shot fear.

A woman spoke, "Good, you're both awake." I turned all my attention to her. "We need to perform a little test to see if the two of you are suitable. First, you will feel cuffs around your neck. I suddenly noticed a weight, and looking a Debbie, saw a thin metal collar around her neck. "These are temporary assuming you work out. The cuffs provide obedience. Let me demonstrate." She pointed a remote control at Debbie, and suddenly my poor darling dear was spasmed in what looked like intense pain. I struggled, tried to get to her, but was held firm. I could barely move let alone fight these two.

Debbie went limp, but was still conscious. "And now you." She pointed the remote at me and suddenly my whole body felt like it was on fire, inside and out. It was easily the most intense pain I had ever felt in my entire life. It went on and on, but was probably only seconds, until it was just as suddenly gone.

I caught my breath. "You both needed to experience the pain to understand. Do you understand?" Debbie nodded, but I just looked at her dumbly. She just pointed the remote at Debs and shocked her for a couple seconds. Now I understood, and tried to say, to nod to convey my understanding with every inch of my body. She relented and let Debbie alone.

"Good. That is your first lesson. If you obey, life is easy and good. Indeed I think you will even find great pleasure in your servitude. If you disobey, the one you love will be punished. It is that simple. Do you understand."

We both looked at each other, but both immediately nodded. I would die for Debbie, watching her in pain was worse than feeling it myself. Far worse. If I had to walk through fire for her, I would. It sounded trite, but it was true. I loved her.

"Now, understand this. You now have no choices, must do as your told, not matter what. You are here on a whim to be trained as nice little fuck toys, that's all you need to know. Behave and life will be good, misbehave and there will be pain."

"We shall do the real tests now. You." She pointed to Debbie. "These two nice gentlemen are going to fuck you now. Relax and enjoy it or your husband will pay." She went stiff, and looked at me, then I saw that resolve on her face. Very little would stand in the way of my girl making a decision. She turned, and let her body relax. The men let her go, gently took the tape from her mouth. She didn't run, but then there was nowhere to run.

"Bobby, I love you. I'm doing this for y…"

My body jerked as a spike of pain was rammed down my back. Debbie stopped, horrified.

"No talking."

The woman walked over and slid a soft set of eye shades over Debs head. One of the men put a hand to her fine pert breast and slowly massaged it. The other came up behind and ran a hand down over her hip. Debbie shuddered, but didn't protest. I tried to struggle again, to get away and protect her, but I couldn't.

All I could do is watch in horror as the two men began to use their hands, then their mouths, then… God it was horrible, they fucked her. This woman whom I loved, who was the only one I'd ever had sex with and was sure had only had sex with me, let them. I know she did it to spare me pain, know we had no options, but it killed me. She also enjoyed it. I knew her completely, could tell she responded to their touch. Then, when one of the men gently bent her over, moved his cock up behind her, and entered her I could tell she came.

She was a rocket my girl, it was one of the many things I loved about her, she loved sex. I suppose what was so very awful was that it wasn't physically forced. They were gentle, were clearly trying to bring her on.

It nearly killed me.

The went on for a long time, taking turns with her pussy, her mouth. I knew how good her blow jobs where and she gave them good ones. I know, they said. The worst was a moment when the woman came over and lifted my hard cock.

It was like a punch to the stomach. I hadn't noticed, but I was hard. How could I be hard watching two men rape my wife? "This is an excellent sign. Your husband is hard. He enjoys your pleasure. This will make your new life so much better." The woman turned and left me to my shame.

Then it was over, they were done.

Debs, limp, was lifted, the eye shades taken off. We looked at each other, and she blushed deeply, turning away. I longed to tell her it was all right, that I understood, that I loved her, but my mouth was covered.

"Now, your turn. Do you love your wife?" I nodded, eagerly. "Would you do anything for her?" I nodded again, puzzled and worried. "Then go to your knees and give either of these men a blow job."

I stopped, stunned and my arms where let go. I stood motionless, staring at her, until she lifted the remote towards Debbie.

With a muffled shout I held up my hand to stop her, and was grabbed again hard as she punished my poor dear girl. It stopped and I went limp. A feeling of complete helplessness filled me. I would walk through fire for her, would fight for her, but I'd never thought I'd have to be a fag for her.

I dropped to my knees with a sob, and twitched when the tape was so gently removed from my mouth. I couldn't look at any one, only had a long black cock centred in my sight. I could barely control my trembling as I lifted my hands. Barely believing what was happening I touched another man's cock for the first time, lifted it, and… blackness

I dreamed dreams of pain and fear and love

"Baby? Baby are you awake?"

I was having a pleasant dream of Debs and I having dinner on a beach. For a second I couldn't be entirely sure which was the dream and which reality, but with a groan I opened my eyes.

I started a bit to see a face close by that I didn't recognise. Then the woman spoke with Debs voice and the face clicked into focus. It was Debbie, but changed. The eye brows were thinned, her eyes exotically made up, the nose looked smaller, smoother. My Debs has a bump from a break when she fell off her bike on a trip in our teens. I loved that bump. Her lips were plump and sensual, her chin shaped a bit different. Yet it was my Debbie. I knew from the eyes, she could have a completely different face and I'd know her from her eyes.

Right now they were filled with worry, and love, and something I didn't quite recognize.

Her finger touched my lips, "Shhh, you're not allowed to talk. I'll be able to tell you more soon, but first I have to… introduce you to your body. They've changed you Candy."

"Shhh!" She looked stern. I knew that look, it didn't brook argument. "Remember what happened!" It all came flooding back, the punishment, her rape, my… shame. "Your name is Candy now. Right now you need to relax, and to be quiet. This is both to let you know what changed and to, well, test things out. She wants to know how much training you'll need. It won't be bad, I promise, but… Oh… just relax." She stroked a cheek and briefly kissed me. Then her beloved face disappeared.

My head was strapped down and there was some sort of board around my neck so I couldn't see down. I felt some movement, then a wet soft lick to a nipple.

It sent a soft wave through my body, making me shiver. It was a shock on multiple levels. My nipples had never been particularly sensitive. Debbie liked playing with them, but it never did much for me, and frankly was a little off putting. Nipples on a guy had always seems a bit weird to me, redundant. Gays played with each other's nipples not a man and his girl.

She licked again, and I struggled to understand the sensation. It felt good, but wrong, different. It was like it was in the wrong place and swollen or something. Then she softly sucked and I heard the breath leave my body. For a while that's all she did, lick then suck, first one, then the other. I tried to figure it out, but it was a bit hard to think.

Finally one of her hands touched me, low on my ribs. Slowly she trailed her fingers and nails upwards. Nails? Debbie didn't like long nails, she said they got in the way. Well, she had them now. My mind kind of disconnected then, not understanding the sensations. Her fingers should have kept going flat, but they cupped.

"Fuck, I've got…"

"Ahhhh." Her face appears, she grimaced in a rictus of pain. "Harry, don't…"

A bolt of pain seared through my body. I felt myself arch, every fibre of my body on fire. Then it was gone, and Debs relaxed as well. "See?" I did, if I needed a reminder of that horrible couple of hours, that slammed it home. "I'm sorry darling, I have to gag you if you can't be quiet. Please just…" Her hands lifted something that made my eyes goggle.

In her soft delicate hand, long nails painted a bright red, was a thing that for a moment I didn't quite understand. It looked like a short thick cock, but had a oval on one end and straps. "Open your mouth baby. No! Don't say anything." I went still and thought fast, but what could I do?

Deeply ashamed at having my wife put such a thing in my mouth I opened up. Somehow I would figure out how to get back in control, but right now there where no options. She slowly inserted the awful thing in my mouth. It tasted of cherry, but that didn't help the horrid thought of having a rubber cock fill my mouth. Debs quickly strapped the thing down, then stroked my cheek. I lay there, still tingling from the aftershock of pain, confused.

She disappeared again, and I felt her hands softly cup my chest. What the hell was going on? Why did I have breasts? What sort of weird freak thought of putting tits on a guy? Then she squeezed gently and I felt a bolt of electric pleasure hit me. I didn't understand it at all, but heard a groan and realised it was me.

Debbie kept at it, using her hands and mouth on my new chest. I writhed in my bonds, trying to make sense of the feelings, but failed. It was so foreign, I had no reference for the sensation of these things on my chest being handled, yet I couldn't deny the sensations flooding through me. Sometimes she was gentle, sometimes rough.

She kept on and on for what felt like hours. I started crying, sobbing, wanting to beg her to stop or maybe beg her to continue. It felt so good, but it was torture, like needing to cum, but not being able to. Then she just stopped and her head re- appeared.

"Have you cum?" I shook my head. "She said you probably wouldn't. I wish you had, because it means you'll need to be trained. The training is… hard." Her face looked haunted, but also longing. What had happened to her? It also made me wonder how long I'd been out.

"Relax again, I won't hurt you, but this is going to be… weird." I lost her again, then felt nails trail down my belly. Fingers encircled my cock and relief flooded through me. I was stroked and it felt wonderful. Her other hands joined, then slid downwards. I liked it when she played with my balls. Was I going to get a blow job?

But… when her hand should have met the soft sacks bellow, then was nothing. I began to panic, then my mind kind of disconnected. Her fingers probed then parted folds of skin. She started slowly massaging something that made my body buck, then a finger pushed…

God, what had they done to me? I felt her move between my legs, her hips brushing my inner thigh. Her fingers pulled those folds apart, then something cold and hard pushed up against me. It… moved inside.

I was sobbing, crying desperate to talk, but gagged. I felt her hips move forward and something… push deep inside me. "Oh baby, this is so good. I've got a dildo inside me too, and... Oh god, eveyr move I make… oh… fucks us both."

The board around my neck was pulled away, and Debbie, lay down on top of me. She was gorgeous, her tits huge. They pressed down on the mounds on my own chest as her hips ground against me. I didn't understand any of this. The sensations were overwhelming. It built and built as Debbie kissed and licked my face, until…

I lay on the soft mattress, wide awake. Debs was curled up behind me, softly breathing into my neck. I felt the soft clinging fabric of the bra and knickers caressing my body and sobbed, just once. More wasn't allowed.

My… cock… was carefully pushed up into my body. When retracted like that my… pussy… just looked like it had bigger puffier lips. My breasts where huge, "E" cups though that made little sense to me. Debs where the same size, in fact our two bodies where somehow sculpted to the same shape in all dimensions.

Debbie had slowly and carefully told me what had been done. She's been awake for longer than me, her changes being less than mine. I could tell it had been a hard lonely time, though she brushed it off. It had mostly been spent learning girly things she had never paid much attention to like make up and cloths. She said she would have to teach me everything she learned.

I was a girl. It kept hammering inside my brain. I was a girl yet I wasn't. I didn't feel like one inside my brain, yet if I looked in one of the many big mirrors an incredibly sexy body looked back at me. Bruised, and a bit angular, but so sexy. What had they done?

"No! Move your feet one in front of the other. How many times do I have to tell you?"

I wanted to break down in tears, but dare not. We'd been practicing all morning, had been practicing for days. I think I was getting worse. Poor Debbie had been punished twice already and I could feel the fear and irritation in her voice. I stopped, took a deep breath and started walking again.

The relief in her voice spoke volumes, "Better…"

I lay in the box, unable to move, unable to feel, unable to hear. The damn thing was built in a soft fabric and foam, exactly fitted to the shape of my body. Heated to body temperature it was an isolation box, leaving me no sensation. I don't know how long I'd been suspended this time, long enough that my mind felt like it was about to crack.

Then there was a soft wash of air against my breasts. Relief flooded through me, I was going to get another chance. Though I know it was warped I was desperate. I took slow deep breaths as the little biofeedback gauge lit up.

"OK baby, just relax and let it grow." Debs mouth encircled a nipple as her hand clasped the other breast. Oh, to have any sensation was amazing, to have this was heaven. I relaxed and just let it washed over me. She wasn't gentle, her fingers grasped and pinched, but I felt it build.

I cleared my mind, let it wash over me, let it build. Then, oh god, my body tensed and I felt an orgasm blast through me. It wasn't like a cum from my cock, but god was it good.

"Oh darling! Oh baby, well done! I'm so proud of you!" Proud? I just had an orgasm from my tits. As the sensation leaked from me, the depression settled back in. It was nothing to be proud about. "Now again…"

"Try her again."

The woman's voice, our trainer, our demon, filled the room. I quickly finished doing up the clasp of the suspenders and hurried over to Debbie's training box. She's been in there for hours, and I felt deeply for her, knowing what it was like. I also felt the echo of pain from her last failure. I had to make this work for her for both our sakes.

I carefully oiled the dildo, and stopped for a second. Here I was oiling and stroking a long thick cock shape, and I had been thinking about how better to do up my suspenders. Damn them, I felt my mind changing. Not long ago at all I would never have dreamed of touching such a realistic dildo, and suspenders?

Sighing I flipped open the hatch of her box. Debs perfect derriere showed. "OK dear, just relax." I carefully spread her cheeks and moved the dildo forward. I had to admit the sight of the cock head pushing against her ass, opening it, and sliding it was a bit of a turn on. I'd much rather it was my own cock, but I wasn't allowed to penetrate her. Yet a light tingle grew in my tits, my groin felt warm, moist as different flesh engorged and puffed up.

Slowly I began to fuck the thing in and out of her ass. I watched the biofeedback monitor to see how I could optimise the sensations for her, and was hopeful as I saw an orgasm build. Would she cum from this ass fuck this time?

I was kneeling in front of Debs, she was naked bar the dildo knickers. The obscene thing jutted out in front of her. I was in a tight black dress, my hands cuffed behind my back. "Lets try again shall we?"

She ran her hands through my hair, now grown back out to shoulder length, and I opened my lips. I hated this, hated it with a passion, but… I felt the length slide down my tongue, starting to fill my throat. Using every bit of training I relaxed my throat and prayed I wouldn't gag. It slid deeper, then deeper, until Debbie's crotch brushed against my nose.

"Oh darling, well done! What a star." She slid it out a few inches, then back in. "Oh yes…" I heard the lust in her voice. I didn't always understand how things like this turned her on, but they did. I'd been afraid to ask.

In the darkened room, trance music booming I looked over at Debbie. She was dressed in a white bra and white micro mini. Dancing with her wrists crossed above her head, eyes closed, my body tingled with lust. I loved clubbing with her, and looking at her just then, the enhanced Debs, I thought she was the most beautiful thing in the world.

Right then there was nothing I could do about it. So I closed my eyes and tried to loose myself in the music like she did. It wasn't easy, I still had to concentrate on my moves. They were different from what I used to do. Yet somewhere along the line I did. I just danced.

Eventually I opened my eyes to see Debbie watching me. Her face had this mix of amazement and lust. My mouth went dry and I felt my face heat in embarrassment. How could she want me like this? All my feelings of freakishness and self disgust bubbled up.

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Booking Genuine Escorts in Mumbai: The Process

When it comes to experiencing the vibrant nightlife and diverse culture of Mumbai, many individuals seek the companionship of genuine escorts. Booking an escort can enhance your overall experience, whether you’re traveling for business or pleasure. However, the process of booking an escort can be daunting if you’re unsure about where to start. In this blog, we’ll walk you through the step-by-step process of booking genuine escorts in Mumbai, ensuring that your experience is enjoyable, safe, and tailored to your preferences.

Understanding the Escort Industry

Before diving into the process of booking, it’s crucial to understand the escort industry in Mumbai. The market is vast, with a range of services and options available.

  • Types of Escorts:
    • Independent Escorts: These ladies operate independently, providing personalized services without an agency’s influence.
    • Agency Escorts: These escorts work through a service agency, which can offer more security and variety in selection.
    • High-Profile or Celebrity Escorts: These individuals may have a higher charge due to their status and experience.
  • Purpose of Booking:
    • Companionship for social events
    • A discreet partner for intimate encounters
    • Full-service luxury experiences

Understanding these basics will guide you in making informed choices when booking an escort.

Step-by-Step Guide to Booking Genuine Escorts in Mumbai

Step 1: Identify Your Preferences

The first step in booking a genuine escort is understanding your personal preferences. Consider the following:

  • Look for Compatibility: Think about the physical attributes and personality traits that appeal to you. This includes hair color, body type, and interests.
  • Define Your Expectations: Determine whether you’re looking for a casual fling, a dinner companion, or an immersive experience.
  • Set a Budget: Having a clear idea of how much you’re willing to spend will help narrow down your choices while avoiding unexpected costs.

Step 2: Research Reputable Agencies or Independent Escorts

Once you know what you’re looking for, it’s time to research. Look for:

  • Reputable Escort Services: Start by searching for reputable escort agencies like Muskangirlsdwarka.in that offer a variety of choices in Mumbai. Look for customer feedback on their website to gauge reliability.
  • Independent Escorts: If you prefer hiring independent escorts, browse through classified ads or escort directories, ensuring to check reviews and testimonials to verify legitimacy.

Step 3: Reach Out

When you’re ready to make contact, the next logical step is to reach out. Consider the following when making your inquiry:

  • Be Polite and Professional: Introduce yourself politely and express your interest in their services. Always maintain a respectful tone.
  • Ask Your Questions: Don’t hesitate to ask any questions regarding services offered, availability, and rates. Clear communication at this stage can avoid misunderstandings later.

Step 4: Understand the Booking Process

Each service may have a unique booking process. Generally, you can expect:

  • Information Required: Most services will require basic information such as:
    • Your name
    • Contact information
    • Desired date, time, and location of service
    • Specific preferences regarding the escort (if any)
  • Confidentiality Assurance: Discuss privacy and confidentiality. Reputable agencies will guarantee discretion in all interactions.

Step 5: Confirm the Booking

After you’ve ironed out the details, follow these steps:

  • Receive Confirmation: Once all details are discussed, ask for confirmation. It can range from a confirmation email to a text message that reconfirms the date and time of your booking.
  • Payment Arrangements: Discuss payment methods and ensure that the process is secure. Most agencies offer payment options such as cash on arrival, bank transfers, or cryptocurrency.

Step 6: Prepare for the Encounter

Preparation is crucial:

  • Clear Expectations: Before meeting, clarify what you expect from the encounter. This communication ensures that both parties understand the boundaries and level of service.
  • Clean and Secure Environment: If meeting at your home or hotel, ensure the space is clean, safe, and comfortable for both of you.

Step 7: Meet and Enjoy

Finally, the big day arrives!

  • Be On Time: Punctuality reflects respect for the escort’s time and enhances the experience.
  • Respect and Enjoy the Interaction: Treat the escort with dignity and respect. Enjoy the experience, engage in pleasant conversation, and remember, mutual respect ensures a better experience for both parties.

Safety and Privacy Considerations

  • Prioritize Safety: As a client, always check for safety protocols. Ensure that the agency or individual you are hiring conducts background checks and employs safety measures.
  • Stay Discreet: Protect your privacy and that of your escort. Do not disclose personal information that could compromise either party.

Booking genuine escorts in Mumbai can significantly enhance your experience in the city if approached with caution and respect. By following this comprehensive guide, you can navigate the process seamlessly, ensuring you find the right companion for your needs. Whether you choose to work with a reputable agency or find an independent escort, ensure you prioritize safety, respect, and clear communication.

For exquisite companionship experiences and dedicated service, consider engaging through Muskangirlsdwarka.in, where world-class ladies of pleasure await to make your moments unforgettable. Enjoy your time in Mumbai, and happy booking!


 Basix long boy review by Sleeping Dreamer

Basix long boy by Pipedream - review by Nashville

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Light As a Feather, Not Quite as Stiff As a Board

This is a dildo that will whet any Size Queen's appetite! The Long Boy has an extreme length and an airy feel which translates into a toy with an unstable core and a floppy nature- however, it isn't too burdensome to use and will not leave you feeling sore or stretched.
Lightweight, filling, phthalates-free.
Floppy, unstable core, obnoxious odor.
Rating by reviewer:
useful review
The BASIX Rubber Works 10" Long Boy by Pipedream is made out of American made latex-free, phthalates-free, nontoxic rubber.

This huge pink cock is roughly 10" long and has a 5 1/2" circumference (according to my measuring tape). Despite it's awkward size, it isn't heavy and has an almost "airy" or "buoyant" feel because of how light it is. This dildo is very floppy because of it's extreme length but that also means that this is a toy that has the ability to move and be bent in varying directions to appease the user. Unfortunately, due to how floppy the Long Boy is, it can at times, be too unwieldy to use. However, placing the Long Boy in a harness or holding onto it mid-shaft help to combat it's wobbly nature and stabilize it enough for penetration.

Situated at the base of the Long Boy are two semi-squishy balls with a flat backing that help the dildo to stand up when used on a smooth surface. The base of the toy has been scooped out for a hollow appeal which helps to create a suction when using it on something like a slick, wooden chair or a shower floor. Rubber is waterproof and compatible with silicone lubricants, so this would make a wonderful playmate in the bath or shower. Rubber is also semi-porous making it hard to clean so condoms are recommended, fortunately though, it is dirt resistant and has exceptional wear-resistance which in turn, help to create a product that has a long lifetime when cared for properly.

As far as realistic properties go; the sulcus is too flat and the frenulum is nonexistent. The texture of the dildo showcases raised veins and wrinkles but the squishy internal structure of the toy, the sticky surface, and the floppy nature of the Long Boy detract from its ability to serve as a true penile substitute. The thickness of the toy, however, is incredibly desirable and the fact it's so lightweight make this something that doesn't leave you feeling sore or stretched.

A downside to this dildo is that it has an overwhelming "sweet" smell that is incredibly offensive to a sensitive nose. I also have a feeling that overtime, the pink will wear away and the dildo will turn a translucent clear color as another toy I own of the exact material composite has done.

All in all, the Long Boy is lightweight, filling, phthalates-free, and fairly cheap. This is a toy with an incredible amount of promise for the right person.
Follow-up commentary
I'm sad to report that the smell associated with the Long Boy has not worn off. It's still present and obnoxious as hell. Even after repeated cleaning with both strong antibacterial soaps and toy cleaners, this toy still stinks. It’s had plenty of chances to air dry, but has decided to stay a smelly toy.
This product was provided free of charge to the reviewer. This review is in compliance with the FTC guidelines.
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    Too bad about the smell - otherwise this looks nice.
    Good review!
    I wonder if there is a toy spray of some sort that you can use to minimalize the smell....If there isn't one, they should definitely make one.

    Pretty bitchin review!
    Sammi, thank you!
    Perish, some antibacterial sprays help to curb the smell but not totally abolish it... and yes, they certainly should because my sense of smell is 50% of sex for me! Smile
    Big smile Rocking review!! Nice to see someone else who's sense of smell drives a lot of their sex drive. Don't smell nice? You ain't got no dice! Way to go with this review and thanks for the follow up!
    We have the Basix 7.5" suction cup model - doesn't sound like much - but the head is nearly 2" - making it a challenge to get inside. Once inside though - it hits all the right places - my wife always thanks me after a session with our 'Basix Monster'.

    Your right the smell is really bad - it might be phtalate free - but just what have they used to replace it - based on the smell it could be just as bad! Just in case - we always put a condom on the dildo.
    Chassy, thanks for reading!
    Gunsmoke, I tried the condom route but I found myself throwing this out last week- not because it's a bad toy but just because of the smell.. I couldn't stand the stink any longer! Sad face
    I wonder what is causing the smell, it has to be some type of chemical I would assume...?
    Just remember #1 rule, If it smells and you can smell it on your hands, toss it immediately in the garbage. If you wash it and it still smells, it has very bad chemicals that are leaching out. This company tries to come off as producing quality safe products, but this product is not good for your health. Even if you put a condom over it, I still would not use this. The chemicals could leach through the condoms. I'm still trying to get the smell off my hands.
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