Helping Amanda and Tessa with their electrical nee - Sex Stories

Helping Amanda and Tessa with their electrical nee

... that the girls had just come down. Entering the back bedroom, I realized two things. First, this was Amanda’s bedroom and second I was physically aroused for the second time that morning and really beginning to need some relief. I pushed both thoughts out of my head though as I surveyed the room and saw exactly what Amanda was talking about. She had plugged a two to six outlet converter into the wall and then run an 8 foot power strip to the other side of the bed. EVERY outlet in each was filled!! For those of you who are not familiar with electricity, this is BAD! So I started looking around behind dressers, chests, nightstands just hoping there was another outlet already in the room that I could move. No luck. At least not as far as finding an outlet goes. Behind the nightstand on the far side of the bed where the 6 plug power strip sat, there was something that had fallen between the wall and the furniture. I tipped the stand forward and felt the drawer slide forward against my thigh as I reached down and pulled up a tube of “Anal-Ease” personal lubricant! I was studying the tube and only barely paying attention to what I was doing in setting the nightstand upright when Amanda entered the room and was saying something and stopped dead in her tracks, and in mid word. I dropped the lube and turned and looked at her as her eyes went from my face to the drawer to my face. There was a look of complete mortification etched into her features and as I looked down into the drawer I ...

... realized why. There were probably more than a dozen different sex toys of every size, shape, color and description just sitting there in the drawer that was opened against my leg! That was when I panicked, I admit it. I tried to slam the drawer shut, but a big purple cock head popped up and stopped the drawer. I pulled the drawer open, grabbed hold of the rubber cock and pushed it down just as I realized where it had probably last been. I started to shut the drawer only to hear the buzzing and whirring of a toy kicking into action. I stared in horror at the jumble of toys at a complete loss as to what to do. That was when I heard the snicker become a laugh and I turned to see Amanda walking around the end of the bed to the narrow space that was just wide enough to accommodate the bedside table. I tried to step to the side to let her around me to her toys, but she put her hand on my shoulder and I about jumped out of my skin. Through her barely contained laughter she finally said, “I’m sorry. But if you want to get away from my toys would you first give me that one, it is one of my favorites.” Completely confused, I looked at the flashlight in my right hand only to realize that I had set the flashlight down on the stand top and I was holding a narrow silver missile that was barely bigger around than one of those old school kindergarten pencils. I looked at it, clenched firmly in my fist and at the tube of lube and immediately put two and two together before tossing the toy on ...