Late Night Movies (chapter 5) - Sex Stories

Late Night Movies (chapter 5)

I was so excited I was about to burst. Mom and Dad were out at least until after midnight and Chris had just left on a date, doubtful to return any time soon. A little silver key in my hand with nothing stopping me from finding out just what Daddy kept in the cabinet the TV sat on. I took a deep breath, held it and turned the key. When the latch clicked both doors opened with no resistance and I sat there taking in the curious site… The first thing that caught my eye was a giant penis, fully erect and complete with a set of balls below it standing straight up on a suction cup base. It was so large I was unable to notice anything else in the cupboard for some time. The realism of it was intriguing, veins running up the shaft toward a swollen mushroom head. I reached out and touched it with the tip of my finger and it was surprisingly smooth and kind of slimy. Then I noticed there were others like it but smaller. One was smooth, hard plastic with a cone tip slightly upturned. I picked it up and noticed the ridges on the ring around the base. I turned it slightly… It started to hum and vibrate which caught me by surprise and it slipped out of my fingers and fell onto the carpet. The muffled hum immediately made me think back to the other night when I was hiding under the hide-a-bed. The peculiar buzz of was without doubt what I had heard while Daddy watched his movie. I turned it more and it vibrated more fiercely. I hastefully turned it off, a part of me worried picturing ...

... the thing not being able to turn off and my parents coming home to a dead giveaway… a telling rattle against the wooden floor of the cabinet. When the vibrating did in fact stop a sighed with relief and then laughed to myself. I took each of the toy penises out of the cabinet, one by one, careful to keep them in the same order they were in as I lay them on the carpet. There were seven all in all, varying in size and texture. Once I got them out my attention was drawn to an old M&M can, faded and dingy looking. I picked it up and could hear and feel several items clanging and sliding about inside. The lip on the lid was tiny so I struggled to open it without rearranging its contents too much. When the top was finally popped off of the can the smell took me right away. It was oddly obtrusive, almost in a stinging fashion. A unique scent that I didn’t have any frame of reference to compare it to. Half burnt cigarettes littered the container leaving black and grey crumbs only they lacked the trademark orange filter. There were two small pipes, both with burned black contents in their bowls. There was a blue lighter and a box of little pieces of paper that came out like tissues. There were a couple tiny screwdrivers with black ends and a tiny pocket knife, the end of it also blackened. I smelled the contents once more and shook my head laughing before carefully putting the lid back on and setting it aside. There were various little bottles of oils, some smelled good, others not so ...