Two Balls, No Strikes

With The Bloke STILL out of town, times are getting hard.

I stayed at his place last night; I'd been out of town myself for a day or two and needed to (a) check up on his digs, and (b) erm... who am I kidding? I just wanted to stay there.

So I made my way up to his place last night and was settled in reading when he sent me a text message. I was suprised to hear from him as I'd thought he was out partying with his brothers until the wee hours. But no; for some reason, none of them were into a late night, so he was home, horny, and looking to play over the phone.

One snafu: I'd left my bag of toys at home.

Bugger! I rang him anyway, figuring I'd at least provide him with a sexy voice. And I could always stroke myself sans accoutrements. After all, isn't that why we were blessed with two hands?

But The Bloke loves the idea of me and toys. He was quick to remind me of Ben Wa balls we'd left next to his bed.

I'd never used them before. I'd seen them in headshops and was aware of the general purpose but had never actually stuck them up in me and experienced the subtle, powerful orgasm promised.

Upon The Bloke's egging, I lubed myself up and inserted the first ball. "Am I meant to use both?" I questioned. The Bloke could barely answer as he was in the throes of jerking off, but his guess was yes. So in went the second, and... nothing. I shift my hips, rolled on to my belly and... nothing.

Seeing as I once had a contraceptive sponge stuck in me and had to go to the ER for removal (good times, I can assure you), I was not about to leave to metal balls clanging around in my canal. I squeezed them out as quickly as I could, and in just enough time to hear The Bloke cum powerfully over the phone. I was almost as thrilled, since another trip for removal of foreign object from vagina did not seem on the roster for the evening's activities.

So Ben Wa? Don't get it. Not yet.

Though I'm willing to give it another go upon The Bloke's triumphant return on Sunday. I suspect all stops will be pulled. And I further suspect that trips to the ER will be far, far from my mind...