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So for three weeks things kept up like this. We were each other's lunch and dinner treat. And I was having some of the best orgasms of my life. But I couldn't help but feel a little more than selfish. I thought that we both were really. She had a fiancee that had been out of town mostly on business trips. It was one thing to do it once maybe, but for a month? Regardless of my supposed guilt, I thought to myself that since I was with a semi-straight girl that maybe now was a good time to try something new. Online I saw this pink strap-on and normally I wouldn't even consider it. I am a bit too femme to consider it normally, since Samantha and I (Yes. That is her name. I am being a little less protective today) have honestly tried a lot so why not this? I wanted to see if I could be any good at it. So I bought it and for about a week I said nothing. Would a woman who has had a real cock be interested in a strap-on? How could I be sure? Would she think that I was trying to imitate a man for her? Or even trying to be butch? She had been the aggressor, she had started this really.

The one that I bought had a clit simulator as an attachment. For a week I tried it on twice and imagined what it would be like to attach myself to something like this, thrusting deep inside of her with my very girlie pink strap-on. Being able to touch her in places that I can't even get to with my fingers. Granted these were not the best thoughts at work. But this is what I thought of near the end of my day when it was slow. I finally decided that I would. I practically ran home. I wanted a shower. she called and asked what I was doing, I told her that ...

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