A dildo and lube

It's the most beautiful thing you've ever seen, your eyes have tears in them. Something is deeply wrong, or maybe right with your emotions. The parts of your self that might have reasoned or doubted or resisted are being flooded, drowned and saturated with the most **** positive emotions vibrating in tune with the wonderful music coming from the walls. When you look at the dildo you experience love; actual, genuine, resplendent love. You kneel down and gently lift it out of the box as if you were handling a newborn so precious was it to you.

The music shifted, the drums rise up and with them your lust once again takes the driver's seat. You don't have to think, you know what to do, the videos showed you and are still showing you. You kneel down awkwardly, you had the instructions but not the practice. The motion for the first time brings the sway of your false breasts to your attention as well as the tantalizing swish of your scandalously short skirt. Your panties hold your locked clitty tight to your groin but even then the bulge peaks out under the revealing fabric.

You realize too late your panties are in your way and try to slide them down while still kneeling. They get caught on your thighs and you fall over in a fit of nervous but joyous laughter. You're back up on your knees this time your panties are around your ankles and out of the way. You pop open the bottle of lube and squirt a bit on your finger. You reach around to your back side and try to massage some onto your opening. You need to lean back in an awkward angle to reach it. Porn stars made this all seem so natural and easy but now that you're trying it you are finding the mechanics more difficult in practice.

You give up on going around your back while kneeling and sit back, spreading your legs and giving yourself a clear view of your hairless locked genitals and back entrance framed by your pink skirt. You can now easily access your eager hole.