Meanwhile, I was inspired. I took some lube and put it all over my vagina and ventured further down to my other hole. It was uncharted territory. There was an unflattering ring of hair around my butthole. I never noticed it until now. It wasn’t terrible, I suppose my razor just needed to go further than it was.
My vagina felt incredibly relaxed, like it took its own tab of acid and was in a lucid state. The rabbit toy really heightened the erogenous nerves all over my lower area. I felt like I could touch the side of my thigh and it might work me up to an orgasm. It was like I plugged my body into an erotic wall socket and I was one wet vagina from head to toe. That was perfect; it was time. I took the little butt plug and placed it at the entrance to my anus. I pushed, just a little. To my surprise, it slid right in! Krissy glanced over at me and cheered, like she had some kind of Jedi anal super powers, with the ability to know when anyone anywhere was sticking something inside their ass. I enjoyed her encouragement.
It was a neat feeling—with a dildo in my pussy and a butt plug in my ass, I felt stuffed in a wonderful way. They felt like special gifts inside me. My clit, my G-spot, and now the inside of my ass were all being massaged at once, and I felt wonderful. The butt plug fit so nicely inside! It was snug and stayed put while I pampered my pussy.
I looked over at Maya, who had taken possession of the Hitachi all to herself! She still wasn’t confident enough to take her panties off but you could see parts of her pure pussy sticking out from the sides of her panties. I wish I had come to something like this before I had sex for the first time. I would have been so much better at it. I don’t know when the hell I will ever have sex again or who it will be with, but I know it will be entirely new next time it happens. I’m basically a born-again virgin, who recently found dildos and lube instead of god.
Krissy was vigorously using her fingers. She clearly knew what to do. We were all hard at work, touching our own respective pussies in our own ways, and I was getting to understand my ass a bit. Maya looked so doe-eyed. She was getting close, I could tell, but she panicked and took the Hitachi off her clit.
“Don’t stop!” Krissy yelled. “You’re scared! Just keep going, it will feel so good!”
She grabbed the Hitachi and raised it to the highest decibel it could go, placing it back in Maya’s hand. A devious smile appeared on Maya’s face; she had definitely never felt anything like this before. She breathed in and out, and adorable, high-pitched moans came out of her mouth.
Krissy rubbed her own clit with one hand, and used her other hand to stuff a few fingers inside her pussy. I let the rabbit do its job inside and outside of me, while the butt plug filled up my asshole.
It was like the ending of a magical fairytale; we all looked at each other, and motivated each other. Even Lucy woke back up and rubbed her clit, too, for good measure. It was so beautiful. And one, two, three, like someone conducting an orgasm orchestra, one after another, we finished.
I was first, a giant amazing dual orgasm on my inside and out. My pussy loosened while my ass tightened up on the little plug. I looked down and loved the way my decorated ass looked. It was so cool! Like a big crescendo, my body built up and let go. Lucy held my hand as I came.
Then was Krissy’s turn. Her masturbation reminded me of the men I had spied on in here. It’s like she was jerking off, and then came when she felt like cumming. Men asserted a sense of control over their orgasms in a way that women didn’t—except Krissy had this control. She was cumming because she wanted to cum, while for the rest of us the orgasm came when it was ready. It was like she could push a certain button on her clit and let out an orgasm.
She shook her fingers furiously at the top of her clitoris, and shook and shook and let out incredibly glamorous sounds from her mouth. She was truly sexual. She stared at me, she stared at Maya, she continued to climax and her eyes went to the back of her head.
Finally, it was Maya’s turn, the climax of our climaxes! She wasn’t nearly as graceful as the rest of us, but it was just so damn exciting! Her very first orgasm and she was giving it to herself. Such a wonderful, powerful thing was happening before my eyes. The Hitachi vibrated on her so strongly, and she thrust herself against it, pushed herself into the white pulsating ball as hard as she could, and let out a big cry. It was so raw and innocent, she looked like she was in pain and pleasure simultaneously. It continued for several minutes, while we all cheered her on.
“Let it all out!” Krissy said. She was so horny for her innocence. It was incredible.
We came and we came. It was an unforgettable experience of mere strangers coming together. It was like we entered some kind of sweat lodge and were blessed by a shaman, only we were actually in a working-class city forty miles outside of Tampa in a sex shop. But everything is relative. This was my own kind of spiritual awakening.
We laughed and looked at each other. We gathered our clothing, speechless for the moment, all reveling in the power of pleasure we shared.
“Good job, ladies!” I said. We all couldn’t stop smiling. My orgasm summer camp experience turned out better than I expected.
Now it was time to go back out into the “real” world. My real world isn’t quite like everyone else’s—it consisted of lingerie, fluorescent lighting, and sleep during the day time. Everything was pretty surreal at the moment. But regardless, the night turned out to be a success!
15
A few hours later the store was silent. Krissy went home, to meet Jimmy probably, and I’m sure they were doing some kind of uppers and engaging in incredibly acrobatic sex. Lucy reunited with her grumpy husband. Maya went home happy, having purchased two Hitachi wands, along with a porn DVD that caught her eye!
With the seminar/workshop/whatever over, my brain had climaxed. My big project that I had been thinking of for so long was done! Not only that, but it was a roaring success.
So of course, the question started looming in my mind: What do I do next? Start planning the next class? Should this be a monthly thing? I had no idea. My boss hadn’t been around in a while so I didn’t have anyone to pat me on the back, or scold me. I wonder what Dr. Erica would have thought of this class. Would she ever masturbate with her students?
It was 3:30 A.M. I had about five more hours of work left. I began looking through some wholesale catalogs that I took it upon myself to request. I looked at the prices of different products; I now had a vague understanding of which sex toys were worthwhile and which were a rip-off, so it was easier to pick out new items. If I ordered some different products there was a chance that could trickle into different kinds of customers coming into the store. If I had more of these classes, I bet it could lead to more sales for women’s toys. From seeing what products customers spent money on and what prices they had shear panic attacks over, I had a pretty good idea on what price range we could be comfortable with. I realized some of the products in the store were marked up too high from the wholesale price and some products weren’t marked up high enough. Sandy had to be losing money off some of these products—and it was probably just due to mislabeling the prices or forgetting what she paid for them or something. I mean, the “Orgasmic Thrusting 7-Speed Rabbit Vibrator” that just a few hours ago got me off so nicely was being sold here for thirty-four dollars and its wholesale price was thirty-two. That makes no sense! We should be making more than a two-dollar profit when someone wants the option to masturbate at seven different speeds. I took it upon myself to reprice it at sixty-four dollars and ninety-nine cents.