Mine is Bigger than yours

So there is something that I truly enjoy when it comes to play time. I by nature am a "giver". I love to please, there is something so wonderful about hearing the whimpers and sharp breaths being sucked through lips and teeth. They asked, with either words or eyes, you give, they receive and damn if their heads don't roll back and a smile curls up on the corner of my lips, like the cat who caught the cannery. Got ya. ;)

Now being a said giver, I like to make fantasy come alive for a lover. What ever it is that tickles their pickle and puts that goofy ass smile on their face, I am more than happy to comply. One request that has become a bit more popular over a year or so. "I want to watch you." It's such a intimidating, scary, sexy, hot and ego boosting request. Perform for your lover become a full on live action porn to turn them on, make them want to fuck like the a ravenous beast in need of flesh, (umm yes please). Once in a while, just once in a while, there is one more lil twist that is thrown into the mix something that sounds so innocent, but truly is so very fucking loaded... "Do you have any toys?" Oh Darlin, do I have any toys... Does the pope have a million fabulous hats?

I don't know if guys really know what they may be getting themselves into when they ask this question. I mean it's the heat of the moment and all you can think of is lust, what could be hotter, what would crank it to that extra level, really put it over the edge? I understand these things oh yes, but when in the those moments we do not think it all the way though, we just want and want now. With this being said, I can't speak for all women BUT when it comes to my toys, I tend to only use them where there isn't a playmate to be had. So lets just say that my toys are a bit "more" to help ease my need. So requests are made and I, like the very thoughtful and giving lover I am, I bring out the toys. Hot sticky messes are made, sighs of satisfaction are had and yep there is that grin again. Then tick tick there is a moment, "ummmm" he says. You roll on your side prop our head up in your hand, "yesss?", you see the eyes dart back and forth across the ceiling looking for the word.s Tick tick and then it slowly trickles out. "am I big enough for you?" Oh sweet baby jeebus here it is, Pandora's box has been opened and there is no unseeing the things that just happened, honestly you don't really want to unsee because to be honest that was hot as shit but still, ya the toy is a bit on the bigger side, not huge or monstrous mind you, but ya a bit... bigger.

Okay boys listen up cause I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Yes mine is bigger than yours, BUT!!! Mine does't have hands with nibble and hungry fingers to touch and tease my skin, mine doesn't have lips to kiss, mine doesn't have little surprise moves that make me squeak and squirm, mine can't whisper naughty nothings in my ear making the hair stand up on the back of my neck. You see boys, with out all those lovely extra appendages in the mix with your oh so very lovey manhood's, a girl sometimes needs a little something extra to make up for the lack of fingers, lips, hips and all the other yummy things that make you, you. Fair trade I'd say, but please do be careful what you ask for. ;)