Good Vibrations

• Posted on April 1, 2009 at 12:46 am

Eden Fantasys
Life According To Candice

There is a moment in every woman’s life that will change her forever. A moment when a new door is opened and suddenly, the world looks a little brighter. I am referring, of course, to the moment when a woman gets her first dildo.

Even though I used my mom’s “neck massager” from the time I was 8 years old pretty much until middle school (when it finally broke) I didn’t actually have a vibrator of my own until college. I received it as a “Secret Santa” present from my friend/co-worker, Molly. And yes, I was at work when she gave it to me. I’ll never forget unwrapping it as I was standing at the fragrance counter in the department store where we worked. The counter was surrounded by customers when I pulled out this giant purple faux cock. Molly was even thoughtful enough to have pre-inserted the batteries for me. She must have sensed I was going to use it IMMEDIATLEY when I got home.

My purple cock eventually earned the nickname “Grimace” after the big purple McDonald’s character. Over the years, my friends have given me different presents as a homage to Grimace. I have a small stuffed Grimace toy (that came with a Happy Meal) and a very phallic-looking purple vase. Grimace died a few years ago, but his spirit lives on. I now have a flesh-colored vibe and a pink one, too. But a girl never forgets her first BOB (battery operated boyfriend).

Grimace took me to amazing and wondrous places in my own body that I didn’t even know existed. He was powerful, yet tender. Demanding, yet gentle. Oh, and he made me cum like a porn star in under 5 minutes, which was the real reason I used and abused him. Boyfriends would get jealous, but I would let them know that my heart was big enough for two men in my life. They either had to get onboard or get the fuck off (no pun intended).

When it was finally time to lay Grimace to rest, I said a silent vow to never try and replace him with another purple cock and to this day I’ve kept my promise. Fleshy and Pinky just aren’t the same, but I will always cherish the memories of Grimace and myself, writhing in an ecstasy filled romp.

Author’s Note:
This post was inspired by a contest on one of my new favorite blogs, “Life According To Candice.” And no, this is not my good friend Candice L., this is another very funny Candice who lives in Dallas, TX. If you love my blog, I PROMISE you will love her’s, too. She shares my “no social filter” approach to blogging. Check her blog out at the link above. Also, check out Eden Fantasys if you’re feeling frisky and need a new “toy.”

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