Discovering Annora

History of toys

By the time I was in college, all of my friends were sexually active. At one point, my friend Colleen had broken up with her boyfriend, and our friend Ace bought her a vibrator as a joke. I had never seen one, so she showed it to me when she dropped me off one night, surreptitiously pulling it out of the paper bag in her trunk. It looked pretty much as I would have expected it to- what I've come to discover is larger than the average male and had a soft rubber "skin" over the hard plastic motor case, and it was purple. I took one look and knew I had to have one. So I swallowed my shyness and went to the only adult store I had ever seen... located on a main thouroughfare in the city where I went to college- anyone could have seen me go in. But I found it, paid for it, and walked out of the store, all without visibly freaking out. That's not to say I wasn't a wreck mentally and that my heart wasn't beating so fast I thought it would stop... But I had done it. Then I stuffed it into the very bottom of my backpack and went to work- answering phones at my church. The fall had begun...

I got the thing home, and was anxious to try it. The only problem was that at that point, not only was I a virgin, but I had never attempted to insert anything, so trying to insert something larger than the average male was literally a pain. I was quite disappointed, but the vibrations felt nice on my clit so it wasn't a total waste of $18. (and when you're a college student, wasting $18 is a big deal)

I tried a couple more times, with different toys, only to have the same end result- I seemed not cut out for insertion, and seemed doomed to a l ife of clitoral stimulation. Not that that was in any way bad, I just knew there was something I was missing. Mentally going back, I think there were 3 insertables that I wasted my money on before discovering toys designed for clitoral stimulation only, and I bought a couple of those, but they were too strong and that tends to desensitize and again, not fun.

Then I met Fox. There will be other posts about him and I've mentioned him before, so I'm not going to say much now. But he was the first person that ever touched me "that way". And it was good. Oh my God was it good. He is the one who taught me what an orgasm was. I had been having them for years but didn't know that those were orgasms. Don't ask me what I thought they were, but anyway... He would put his fingers inside me. I remember the first time he did that, almost like it was yesterday. I couldn't believe how easily it went in, or the second one, and oh dear god how the hell did he get that third one in there? He and I actually talked about that, and I talked about my toy size dilemmas with him, and he helped me find something that was of a size I could handle. I'm not sure what happened to that one, I think I lost it when I moved.

After he and I broke up, I moved far away for a while- which had nothing to do with him. Me moving was actually why we broke up. And while I lived in that far away place, I had a friend who was saying he'd always wanted to buy a vibrator for someone, but none of his friends would let him. I was like, hell, go ahead and buy me one. I'm broke and can't buy my own. So a couple of weeks later, he came over to my house and dropped a black plastic bag in my lap. I swear, what was in that bag weighed a pound. And I'm not exaggerating. I pulled it out of the bag, and I shit you not, this thing was a good 10 inches long and had a 2-2.5 inch diameter. Now, he knew I was a virgin. I held it up, looked him right in the eye and said "Are you trying to kill me?!" But it turned out the rubber sleeve was removable, and that made it a bit more manageable, though it was still too big to use unless I was *really* turned on (which was why John never had any trouble ;o)

After about 10 months, I moved back to the Bay Area from that far away place, and went back to church and went through a period where I decided I was addicted to masterbation and had to stop. I took my box of toys and erotica and porn and threw it in a dumpster. Which meant when I got over that phase, I had to start from scratch.

To Be Continued....

Posted by Annora at September 24, 2004 04:21 PM