Try looking for your mom's treasure chest again

My eyes scanned the room, the bed was neatly made, the curtains drawn back to let in the sunlight from earlier in the day. I knew my mom’s stache had to be somewhere, hell I even went out myself and added to the collection. I checked the nightstand and under the bed again, there was nothing. I then turned my head and saw a shoebox on the top of shelf in the walk-in closet. I curiously walk over and use the makeup counter’s chair as a ladder to retrieve the box.

As I lifted the box, I knew I hit the jackpot, the shoe box had a bit of weight to it and as I lifted it, I could feel the weight shift. I quickly set it down and opened it up to see what I was working with, and boy was I surprised.

Aside from the purple rose shaped vibrator, the clear sparkly suction dildo, and that sleek wearable vibrator the same shape as the letter U, one side was thick and short the other long and slender, and was meant for public use, there were a few more toys in the box. I first picked up a pink oblong slender vibrator which was around the length of my hand with a little upturned tip at one end. I pressed the button on the end as it jolted to life. I closed my hand around it feeling the vibrations ripple halfway up my arm. I shut it off and picked up two small steel balls and swirled them in my hand, unsure of their purpose other than some sort of sexual toy. My attention was then drawn to the bottom of the shoe box, there was a large realistic dildo that nearly went the length of the shoe box. As I picked it up, I realized the dildo was thick than my grip.

“What the fuck?” I thought,

“My mom is either **** for some cock or is a closet slut”

As I stared at the realistic veiny dildo, I got intimidated and dropped back in the box with a thud.