Dirty White Candy, The Beginning, Book 1 Read Free

appreciate what you’re trying to do for me Stacy but I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed.”   I fanned my face in an attempt to get rid of the blushing that had been nonstop for the last ten minutes.
    “It’s okay, Candy.   This is just education.   No one expects you to use all this stuff.”   She rubbed my shoulder.   “It’s just the three of us and after what you just saw here an hour ago, this is a cake walk.”
    I nodded.
    Babs continued.   “Everything on the far end of the table is for anal play, bondage or S&M, so we’ll cover that some other time.   In the middle of the table, we have strap-on dildos.   This is for play with other women, or in some cases with a man who likes to receive anal penetration.   One woman puts the harness on with a dildo made to fit inside.    You see this disk here?”
    I gulped and nodded as she pointed at a round flat part on the end of a dildo.
    “This rubs against the clitoris of the woman wearing the harness so that she gets pleasured while she’s fucking the other woman, or man in some cases.”   Before I could fall off my chair, she stood up and handed me a bag.   “Your friend Stacy has regular parties for me and has really built up the host credits.   So she put them toward a gift bag for you.   The only thing you have to do is pick out the dildo that’s right for you and toss it in the bag.”
    My mouth fell slack as I gazed at Stacy.
    “What are girlfriends for?”   Her eyebrows were scrunched in the most hopeful and supportive way.   She forced a grin.   “If I can give you one piece of advice, get a model slightly larger than What’s-his-face.”
    A nervous smile was all I could muster, drunken state starting to set in.   Figuring that she knew more than me, I grabbed a package containing a dildo that was the next size up from my ex and tossed it in the bag.
    “I’ve had enough for one night.”
    Babs started packing her toys in suitcases.
    Stacy and I retreated to the patio for a smoke.
    “Are you sure you’re okay, Candy?”   Stacy asked as she put her arm around my shoulder.   “I know it is a lot to take in.”
    “It’s okay.   I sort of asked for it.   I guess I have a lot to learn.   Holy shit though!   Do all women do that sort of thing at a toy party?”   I took a long drag off the cigarette, offering the silence Stacy needed to answer.
    I watched Stacy’s silky black hair whip over her shoulder as she laughed.   “I’m so sorry.   I should have warned you that my friends are very sexually evolved.”   She patted my leg.
    She’d been doing that a lot that night – touching me.   She kept patting me, like her lap dog .   I wonder what that’s about?
    “Evolved doesn’t begin to describe what I saw tonight.”   I shook my head and waved off my comment.   “Really, I know the shock on my face was hard to hide, but thank you for inviting me tonight.   I’m still timid, I’ll admit.   But at least now I’m curious and willing to learn.”
    Babs walked out onto the terrace.   There was no way she was done packing already.
    “Here you go, darlin’.   This is a sex therapist friend of mine.   Give her a call.   Your first appointment is on the house.”   Babs didn’t wait for me to react.   She simply shoved the card in my hand, went back in the house, grabbing her suitcases on the way out the door.
    “Funny.   She’s all business.   It’s just that her business is orgasms.”  
    Stacy’s look of admiration for the woman threw me a little.   I forced a smile through my drunken and shocked state.
    “Look Candy, there’s a whole world out there.   There are people who   would line up to fuck you, but you really have to open yourself up and be comfortable with yourself first.   The more comfortable you become with yourself sexually, the easier it is to enjoy yourself with others.”
    “I don’t understand.”   I sipped at my drink, knowing I’d already had too much.   My mind