Dare To Be Wild (6 page)

Okay. It was obvious she had misjudged the entire adult toy industry on the basis of days gone by when sex shops were sleazy stores peddling to pervs and predators. The whole ambiance of Tickle Me Pink bubbled with feminine pleasure.

“So, where do you want to start?” Jasi inquired with an amused bend to her lips.

Livia shrugged her shoulders while taking a quick check of the inventory. Vibrators and dildos in one corner. Handcuffs, crops, feather dusters and other bondage and fetish toys in another. Anal play, water play items in one section. Candles, oils, body paints
and lubricants to get you in the mood, were shelved in another. There was something on these shelves for every appetite.

“What's a Clone-a-Willie?” Livia asked.

“It's a kit for you to make the perfect copy of your man's penis,” the store clerk, who'd suddenly appeared at her side, informed them. “It comes in white and brown. Would you like to see how it works?”

“No thanks,” Livia replied, not wanting to reveal that she didn't have a dick at home to clone and even if she did, she'd yet to find a willie pretty enough to duplicate forever. “I'll just look around for a bit.”

From the corner of her eye, Liv saw Jasi mouth the words, ‘first time' to the clerk as she walked by. Apparently, Livia decided, embarrassing her in front of every stranger they encountered was Jasi's mission for the day.

“It's been a month since your party. I gotta give it to you. I didn't think you'd actually go through with making that list,” Jasi said.

“Oh, I made the list that very same night,” Livia admitted. “It's just taken me this long to act on it. But I promised, so here I am.”

Livia walked over to one of the two, tall, glass display cases. It was well-lit to showcase a bevy of glass dildos and other high-end sex toys inside. A sparkle caught her eye. Were those jewels? People actually blinged out their vibrator?

“Are those real diamonds?”

“Yep. Twenty-eight round cut VS1 diamonds. Well over half a carat. It's available in both pure platinum or 24K gold,” the salesgirl said, unlocking the case and putting it in Livi's hands.

It had a nice heft to it and Livia couldn't help sliding her hand up and down its smooth shaft before handing over to Jasi.

“It's called the JimmyJane Eternity.”

Jasi laughed.

“What?” Livia asked, amused by her amusement.

“The name—Jimmy, Jane. It's like they wanted to make sure they'd covered both bases.”

“It's completely waterproof and the motor is replaceable, thus the name eternity. It's the ultimate hybrid of luxury and decadence.”

“And how much does this ultimate hybrid cost?” Jasi asked the question Livia had been thinking.

“The gold is two thousand seven hundred and fifty and the platinum is three thousand two hundred and fifty.”

“Dollars? For a vibrator?” The shock in Livia's voice matched the look of disbelief on her face. Wow! The adult toy industry was a lot more lucrative than she'd imagined.

“It will last you forever, plus it's pretty enough to display if you wanted to. Kate Moss and Mary-Louise Parker each have one.”

“Well, it sounds like a real star fucker, but this is her first toy; let's make sure she likes it before we bring out the big guns, “Jasi declared, handing the JimmyJane back. “Let's say we start her off in the rabbit hutch.”

Livia followed the two of them over to the shelves designated to the rabbit vibrators. Even though she didn't own one, she'd heard about the Rabbit and knew it was popular, information gleaned both from conversations with her friends and also seeing it on reruns of
Sex and the City.
How sad is it when you're still getting your sex education from a television show at nearly fifty?

“I got this,” Jasi said, dismissing the sales girl as she pulled a purple dick off the shelf and handed it to her friend. The slightly curved shaft, with its helmet looking head, resembled a penis and was textured and grooved, but that's where the lookalike qualities ended. Below the head, the shaft was filled with pearls, and jutting out below the beads was this odd-looking, double-tipped probe
(thus the rabbit). It looked more like the clone of some alien's willie, and unlike the simple dick-and-balls dildos on the next shelf. With the attached control box sporting multiple sets of buttons and flashing indicators, this was a pretty complicated piece of apparatus. And heavy, too. With this thing, Liv could definitely multitask—work on her biceps as well as her orgasms.

“Lots going on here,” was all Livia managed to say.

“You've got in your hand the best-selling and most popular vibrator sold. It twists and turns, and these little vibrating ears, whoo, girl, will become your clit's BFF! Trust me, there's a reason bunnies are always screwing!”

“What's up with the beads?”

“They spin to stimulate the vaginal walls,” Jasi said, pushing a few buttons and setting the thing off in a noisy frenzy of shakes, shimmies and swirls.

“What else do they have?” Livi asked, not sure if even Quincy was ready for such an assault.

They spent the next twenty minutes checking out the Tinkle Me Pink inventory. Jasi showed Livia everything from vibrating ben wa balls to strap-ons to G-spot stimulators. Liv was feeling confused and rapidly getting bored with the whole sex toy escapade. Jasi's tastes were too out there for a beginner like herself. The term ‘simple pleasure' seemed an apt description for her needs. By the time they ventured into a small side room full of lingerie and other small novelty toys, Livia knew what she didn't want, but was no closer to knowing what she did. She might have been less adventurous and reluctant to explore her sexual side than her friends, but Livi did know a thing or two about her body. If it came down to clit stimulation or penile penetration, the clit won every time. In fact, she'd never even experienced a vaginal orgasm, so Jasi's suggestions didn't appeal to her.

Jasi's phone rang, and based on the tone of her “hello” and her quiet departure from the room, this was a private conversation. As soon as she left, Livia beckoned over the sales girl, all the while hoping that Jasi would be on the phone long enough for her to make some kind of promise-keeping purchase and beat a hasty retreat.

“I'm really looking for something kind of simple and discreet. All of this is new territory. I need to start slowly.”

“Absolutely,” she said, moving toward a nearby shelf and pulling from it several items that looked nothing like the weird sea creature-shaped vibrators and huge pearl-stuffed dicks Jasi had been throwing Livi's way. The clerk put on the glass counter in front of her a silver tube of lipstick, an egg, a fig leaf and a pair of lace panties. “Most newbies start with vibrators.”

“These are vibrators?”

“Yep.” She removed the top from the lipstick, twisted the bottom and placed the top of the red “lipstick” into Liv's palm. She could feel the vibrations in her hand and through her arm.

“It's pretty strong,” Livia commented.

“Yep, feels great when properly applied,” she quipped. “Very discreet and folks would never suspect.”

“I like that.” Suddenly a rush of naughty ran through her. This was a dirty little secret she could handle. “This one is definitely going home.”

“You might also like this as well,” the clerk said, putting the fuchsia fig leaf in her hand. “It's extremely discreet, and you can use it with the bullet inside or not. She lightly caressed the back of Livia's hand with the velvety textured leaf. “You can also put it in your panties or stimulate your nipples. It's great with a partner for an erotic massage, and you can use it with any kind of oils. Very versatile.”

As the clerk rubbed this nontraditional toy up Livia's arm, she
could feel the vibrations throughout the entire leaf and imagined what it would feel like in her underpants. The idea alone got her feeling all tingly down there.

“Okay. I'll take that as well,” Livia announced, suddenly on a spree and getting excited over her new toys. “And what's this?”

“These are remote control panties. Really lovely, black lace bikini, with a little gusset in the crotch that holds a bullet vibrator.”

“And the remote?”

“Well, you can use it to activate it yourself or give it to your lover to get your attention with a little illicit buzz.”

“Oh, sounds fun but, uh…I don't have a lover—”

“At the moment,” Jasi returned to finish her sentence. “These sound fun. You should get a pair.”

“They're expensive, ninety bucks to be exact. They'll just sit in my drawer. It's a waste of money.”

“Consider them my gift to you. We'll take them,” she told the clerk. “And some batteries, please.”

“And use them with whom?”

“Well, later, when you start going down your list, these might come in handy,” Jasi said. Livia could see the light of another crazy idea shining through her eyes.

“Right now, we might as well give you a kick start on whittling down that list. Is there a place she can put them on?” Jasi asked the sales girl.

“Jasi, what the hell?”

“Oh come on, let's go hit a bar and have some fun before we go.”

“Jessebelle's is right on the corner,” the sales girl offered before going to ring up their purchase.

“Perfect. We'll go there and have a drink. I'll buzz you a few times, get you good and horny and you can go home and play with your new toys. Come on; it will be fun.”

“You are damn crazy, girl. Your twists are apparently way too tight.” Livia looked at Jasi in total disbelief. To be one of the tiniest of women she knew, barely five feet and one hundred pounds, Jasi Westfield had the audacity and boldness of a gladiator three times her size.

“What's the big deal? You said that number one on your fuck-it list was to buy and play with toys. Well, we've done the buying; now let's get on with the playing. Jeezus, Liv. You're not getting naked. Not screwing anyone. You're not doing anything but revving up your coochie and having a little fun. Lighten up. New lease on life, remember?”

Livia took a deep breath and didn't even bother to ask the question. She knew what Quincy would do, so she grabbed the panties and headed to the dressing room. Ready or not, Quincy was about to make her debut.

L
ivia and Jas departed Tickle Me Pink and walked up half a block toward the bar. Snug in its cotton pocket, Livia could feel the hard, cylindrical pocket vibrator pressing up against her lower lips. She tried to keep her stride looking as normal as possible, but Liv felt like she was walking with a tube of lipstick jammed down her underpants.

“I've really been meaning to go see that play,” Jasi commented, as they waited for the light to change and a yellow cab advertising
Sister Act
zipped past them. “Lena and Aleesa want to see it, too. We should go for your birthday.”

“Sounds like a plaaaan…” Livia replied, her voice rising in pitch, as what could only be compared to an electrical jolt buzzed her pussy lips. The shock and awe of it all caused Livi's body to stiffen and jump slightly while she tried to don an extremely unconvincing poker face.

Jasi attempted to swallow her laughter as she pushed the remote again. This time, Livia sucked in her breath, trying to internalize the pleasurable vibrations with no external indication. She took a quick peek around her, convinced that, despite the city noises going on all around them, everyone could hear the buzzing sound coming from under her skirt. She cut her eyes in Jasi's direction, only to be met by the teasing laughter of her mischievous friend.

The light changed and the humming stopped, so Livia stepped off the curb and followed the crowd of tourists and New Yorkers
into the street. She'd taken only a few steps when her knees slightly buckled, weakened by the delicious, nonstop assault to her vagina. Livia heard Jasi giggle behind her as she kept her finger steady on the trigger.

“Keep it movin', lady,” the guy behind her grumbled, after nearly colliding with Livia.

“Omigod,” Livia offered her breathless apology with a slight chuckle. “I'm so…so sorry.”

Jasi momentarily let up from the remote, allowing Livia to take another couple of steps before blissfully battering her crotch again. She continued chuckling as Livi tried to navigate the crosswalk without stopping or bumping into anyone again. Walking had slightly shifted the bullet and each stride shook her rapidly swelling clit and sent a pleasurable vibration across her pelvis and lower extremities.

Once Livia stepped up on the opposite curve, Jasi stopped the torment and witnessed her release a tense exhale. Jas stepped beside her friend and smiled as Livia punched her playfully in the arm.

“I can't believe you did that!”

“Who are you trying to kid? You loved it. I thought you were going to get off right there in the middle of the street.”

Livia's response came in the form of an exaggerated eye roll followed by a toothy grin. She hadn't told Jasi about her alter ego, and she would never admit it out loud, but just like she had following Naomi's cake delivery, Livi was feeling rather bold and scandalous. And much to her surprise, she, aka Quincy, liked it. “You're crazy,” was all she offered.

“Yeah, well you know what Jimi Hendrix said: ‘Craziness is like heaven.'”

It was a minute or two past four-thirty when they walked through
the doors of Jessebelle's. It was small, but its high, vaulted ceiling made it feel open and airy. Booths built for four lined either side of the horseshoe-shaped bar. Everything, from the walls to the barstools, was covered in burgundy leather, lending a dark, decadent sex appeal to the place. Seating options were plentiful, as the after work crowd had yet to descend, so Livia headed over to a prime booth, one where they could witness the comings and goings around them.