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I Dare You (part 4)

Date: 4/22/2017, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: digger66, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

drove to the crafts show. Ten hours at the booth can be boring. By the end of the day, I was happy to leave. On the way home, Cynthia said to me from the passenger seat, “Sorry about walking in on you last night. I wasn’t trying to peep.” “It’s okay,” I explained, “you’d already seen me naked, so it was not a biggie. I hope I didn’t embarrass you. I got to thinking about Ken, and, well, my hormones took over.” Cynthia blushed a little, but said, “I’m sorry I interrupted your fun.” “Don’t worry about it. I used my little friend to help me out.” “Little friend?” she asked. “Yeah. My mini-vibrator.” While I kept my eyes on the road, I pulled out my purse and started to rummage in it. Upon finding the vibrator, I pulled it out and held it up where she could see it. Her eyes seemed to lock on to it. “It looks like an egg with a string.” “It’s my little friend!” I laughed. “He has never failed me.” I turned it on and dropped it in her lap. She jumped, but quickly picked it up and felt it vibrating in her hand. “I thought all vibrators were in the shapes of dicks,” she said. “They come in all sizes, and shapes,” I explained. “Don’t you have one?” I glanced at her and saw that her face was bright red. “No, why would I? Marc takes care of me.” “Yes, but do you take care of yourself?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, when you masturbate, what do you do?” I could hear her breath quicken as she announced, “I don’t do such things.” “Liar! You’re a big liar!” “It’s true! I swear! Only sluts ... masturbate.” “Liar!” “Why don’t you believe me?” “Because, Cynthia, I saw you doing it?” “W-w-w-what?” “That night we rented pornos. I saw you masturbating to the movie.” She was caught and she knew it. I was worried that she was going to cry. “You can’t tell Marc,” she said weakly. “He’ll think I’m a freak. He’ll think he can’t satisfy me. It’ll hurt him.” She sniffled a little. “Cyn… it’s okay. We all do it. I won’t tell Marc, I swear.” She was dried her eyes. “Now tell the truth, how often do you do it.” “You won’t tell anyone?” she asked. “I swear.” “About every other day.” I was stunned that Miss Prissypants masturbates every other day. “Is that a lot?” she asked innocently. “No,” I lied. “Do you think it is a lot?” “I guess not. I have never asked anyone about it. How often do you do it?” “I was doing about twice a week until Ken got me this new vibrator; now I do it every night.” “With that little thing?” “No. It is a big one that twists and winds. You should get one.” There was a long pause. “Where would I get such a thing? Sears won’t carry it.” “I know a place. Let’s go get you one now! Think of it as a special treat for yourself while Marc is away.” After a long pause, she said, “Okay.” I steered the car along the interstate and eventually exited when I saw the signs for the porn store. I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the motor. “We can’t go in there,” Cynthia protested. “Why not?” “Someone might see us.” “Like who?” “I don’t know…my minister.” “Well ...