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Hand-tastic Masseuse Toy ~ with sucking fingertips

Back in 2018 I was in a ten round fiction writing competition called the Smut Marathon. I was new to writing fiction so was pleased I’d made it through to the fourth round and, even accumulated some points. The specification was to write a tale – one person, one sex-toy. In a short word count.

I am going to share that story with you today. You can read about that round and my thoughts and feedback here. I will say I was trying to think out of the box, so my setting was a futuristic, science fiction toy review. I know, what ever possessed me? It didn’t do too well, but I did make it through to the final despite this entry.

To be honest, I quite liked it. And as it works well for the Erotic Fiction Deluxe meme this week – prompt of hand – I thought I would share it again.

Now don’t get confused – you haven’t just missed the last 8 years – the following is fiction.


Darknet Masseuse Toy Review– 12/07/2029

The ban on sex toys forces companies to market them as an alternative. This is listed as a massage device, but it’s a sex toy. I am posting so others may benefit.

Rating 4.8/5

My girl drove off with the grocery delivery driver. I was emotional for weeks but then my libido kicked in. She left her phone so I recorded the answer message onto cognizant-crystal and repeated for 15 minutes. The little giggle at the end did it for me. Somewhere within that loop I’d spray the sheets, tugging my cock.

But I missed Amy’s fingers – more than her mouth or cunt. Anyone’s manipulation would have done, but since the night-time curfew, and blacklisting of dating sites, it’s near impossible to meet a mate.

The hand-shaped toy’s instructions said:

“Warm, then place on your shoulder for an invigorating massage.”

The toy adapts its touch to the breadth of where it is placed. With fabulous, silky suction points on the fingertips.

I turned on the crystal. Amy’s voice began vibrating through the speakers – she was in the room. Placing the toy on my thigh it began to massage, gently cupping and squeezing my balls. Then stroking the length of my semi-erect cock the fingertips sucked the circumference, as if her lips were repeatedly kissing the now blood-filled head. Extremely realistic – the sexy giggle, a hand clasping my shaft, pre-cum spilling to provide lubrication. For those minutes I was not alone – the aroma of sex was in the air. I began to thrust into it. Long and slow. As the hand tightened its hold, the orgasm rose from my balls, pushing down the phallus. All at once, completely losing myself in an intense climax, juice shot into the air, splattering the toy and my torso.


The writers in the Blogable Fiction Marathon are just finishing their semi-final stories. Please support the competition here…

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