How Often Do You Touch Yourself? (Batteries Not Included)

WORDS BY THICKE©

The worn cardboard box had definitely seen better days. Zoe smiled quietly at the ragged edges and the old shipping label on the side. It’s been five years since I got this, she said to herself.

As she sat the box on the nightstand and opened the flap, he seemed to smile at her. Zoe reached in to pick him up and unraveled the chord. It had been a while since she'd used "Big Daddy," as she liked to call him. She only pulled him out when times got rough.

This was definitely one of those times.

Zoe had finally turned in the rewrite of her novel to her agent and she needed to de-stress. This was not a job for her fingers…or her shower head. She needed penetration in the worse kind of way and with no significant other at her disposal Big Daddy was all the man she needed.

She smiled at the scalloped black rod in her hand. She liked to sweet talk to it to make sure he felt needed. She still remembered the first time with her B.O.B. She ordered him online and was happy to find a plug-in version because in the past, the battery operated ones never did the trick.

She needed more time.

More power.

Big Daddy damn near turned her out when she came the first time. The ripples and spasms lasted off and on for almost three hours. Her crazy ass couldn't wait to do it again.

Zoe had a weekly date with Big Daddy for six months after that—candles and cherry flavored lube included. She gave her Daddy a well-deserved tongue bath unabashedly after a stellar performance quite a few times. She figured it was the best way to keep in practice for whenever she got a piece of the real thing.

Big Daddy was loyal, unselfish and always available, tucked away in the brown shipping box in the back of her closet he was always just within reach. Still, Zoe didn't want to get used to a super-large vibrator and have her stuff all stretched out the frame where even kegal exercises couldn't help. She needed something that was average looking and lifelike so when she had an occasional romp with a man, she wouldn't be too disappointed.

“I know it’s been a long time, Daddy, I'm sorry," she began, initiating her role-playing. "But look at it this way, I came to you to help me celebrate. I got us a glass of wine and if you're real good to me I’ll let you see what it tastes like on my lips.”

Zoe chuckled to herself as she placed Big Daddy on the pillow. She slipped off her robe and slid under the covers, before picking up her glass of Saracco and taking a sip.

Her favorite wine and her favorite dick…this would be a great night.

The sound of Will Downing’s voice filled the air from her iPod mini stereo as Zoe turned her Daddy on. He hummed in response and she let him slide down her chest and across her nipples.

“You know me so well.”

She twirled him across her erect nipples and then teased herself with her fingers as they brushed across her belly. Zoe moaned and guided the vibrator south to the promised land. She let it slide across her outer lips and she tingled from the combination of anticipation and the incessant humming reverberating across her skin.

As if having a mind of his own, Big Daddy slipped his way inside her lips for a quick sample of her wetness. She brought the magic stick into her view and smiled.

“Make it good, Big Daddy.”

Zoe submerged his tip into her mouth a few times and moaned. She loved the taste of her own juices and couldn’t wait until Big Daddy was coated with her liquid candy.

She slid her lips open once more and ran the vibrator across her clit, letting it sit there for a moment as the ripples traveled up her body.

“You are always so good to me.”

She pressed the vibrator down toward her pinkness and let it tease her. She noticed how slick she had become just from the anticipation of another guaranteed orgasmic filled night. She pressed the vibration button again to cease the rhythmic hum and quickly pressed the second button for the pump-action and held it up to see it in action.

“You look so good, Big Daddy. Oh, so good!”

Zoe placed her toy right at the opening of her core and let the tip tease her as it tried to find its way inside. He seemed to hum like he was happy to be home inside her slick walls. She pressed the machine closer and felt her body slowly fill as Big Daddy pumped and finally slid his way in.

She moaned out loud.

Her moans continued to fill the air as he continued his thrusting twirling pump. Zoe pressed the button once more to increase the speed to medium. The feeling of the scalloped edges of the vibrator slid against her walls and she instinctively lifted and rotated her hips to match his power.

She was in a zone!

It was time to play their little speed game and she was more than ready. She boosted Big Daddy to high and braced her head against the headboard so she wouldn't give herself a concussion.

“Beat it up, Daddy! Shit!”

Big Daddy pumped her like he was a jack hammer.

Before it could get too good, she took him back down to the low-speed quickly. She couldn't take his high for too long, just in spurts.

But she wanted more.

Zoe pressed the button back up to high and braced herself.

“Ohhhh, shit!”

Big Daddy pumped vigorously and Zoe’s pussy sloshed with wetness. After 20 power-filled pumps she switched back to medium speed and resumed her hip rotations.

“Big Daddy, is it good to you,” she whispered.

Caught up in the rapture, Zoe didn't notice the change in his humming at first until Big Daddy's pumping motion seemed to stall. She pressed the low button and Big Daddy resumed as if nothing was wrong. She smiled and tilted her head back against the headboard to finish their encounter.

As Big Daddy slowly pumped his way back in, she switched the speed back up to medium. Zoe moaned in pleasure and relief. She figured Big Daddy could make her cum by stimulating her G spot while the vibrating rabbit slapped her clitoris to climax. A double back to back climax would make her celebration complete and oh so perfect.

The thought alone drove her wild and Zoe sank Big Daddy in deeper so he could touch her G spot.

“Ohhh, yeah... Baby, right there. Oh, my God, I'm gonna suck you dry if…”

Suddenly, Big Daddy shifted into an ultra high gear. Zoe was in the middle of a scary and rippling orgasm as the black cock continued to pump her wildly.

Then…

Nothing.

He just...

Stopped.

She pressed the slow speed.

Nothing.

She pressed the high.

Still, nothing.

She pressed the buttons back and forth.

"Oh, hell no! Big Daddy died."

Fin!

Ladies, do you have a Battery Operated Boyfriend (BOB) for when "times get rough?" What's your favorite model? When did you first decide to try out a sex toy? Or, do you prefer a hands on approach to pleasing yourself? Does a sex toy make an adequate substitute for the real thing when not in a relationship? Would you ever use one while in a relationship in order to spice things up? Fellas, would you feel threatened if your lady wanted to use toys in the bedroom, or would you welcome the change of pace? Would you let her use one on you? What did you think of ThickE's Wet Wednesdays contribution?

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