Bedroom Bliss – Night Eight: Dorcel Thrust Blow Masturbator – Hands-Free Happiness
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Night Eight: Dorcel Thrust Blow Masturbator – Hands-Free Happiness
She didn’t give him a warning this time.
He walked into the bedroom post-shower, towel slung low on his hips, still toweling off his hair, and there it was—sitting neatly at the foot of the bed like some sort of futuristic centerpiece: the Dorcel Thrust Blow Masturbator.
It looked… industrial. Mechanical. Slightly terrifying.
“What is that?”
She turned from her spot on the bed, legs crossed, grinning like a Cheshire cat. “That,” she said, “is tonight’s entertainment.”
He eyed the machine, a blend of sleek black design and aggressive motorized curves. “You’re sure it won’t send me into orbit?”
“No promises,” she said, patting the bed beside her. “Sit down. We’re reading the manual together. It’s called foreplay.”
He shook his head but smiled as he sat down. “You’re lucky I trust you.”
She kissed his cheek. “You’re lucky you do, because this thing? It’s wild. Hands-free. Thrusting. Suction. I had to test it earlier to make sure it didn’t drill a hole in the mattress.”
He blinked. “You tested it yourself?”
“Well… I may have dry-run it. I respect my toys, okay?”
She flipped the box around and read in a sultry voice. “Dual-motion mechanism, realistic oral sleeve, multiple speeds and patterns, rechargeable, and designed for hands-free pleasure.”
He whistled. “That sounds like the Lexus of strokers.”
“This is luxury sex tech, babe,” she said, already applying a generous amount of ID Millennium Silicone-Based Lubricant ($9.99) to the soft sleeve. “And you’re the lucky test subject.”
He lay back, naked now, still unsure. “I don’t know. This thing looks like it should come with a seatbelt.”
“Just breathe,” she whispered, guiding the toy over him. The mouth-like opening gripped the tip of his shaft with shocking realism. She turned it on, and the toy gave a soft mechanical hum, followed by a sudden, slow thrust.
He gasped.
“See?” she whispered. “Not so scary now, is it?”
“No,” he exhaled. “But holy shit.”
She played with the settings like a DJ tweaking a favorite track—speed, stroke length, suction. He let out a ragged breath, hips twitching as the toy found a rhythm that melted his muscles. He didn’t have to do anything. The Thrust Blow did the work, mimicking the sensation of deep, controlled oral with every motion.
Her voice stayed close to his ear. “Is it too much?”
He shook his head quickly. “No. It’s... I don’t even have a word for this.”
“Good,” she said, kissing his shoulder. “Because we’re doing something different tonight.”
He turned his head slightly. “Different how?”
“I want to talk. Fantasies. Stories. You know how you asked me what my dream roleplay would be?”
His eyes fluttered. “Yeah…”
“Well, tell me yours first. While this baby does its thing.”
He blinked in disbelief. “You want me to share while this is going on?”
Her grin was wicked. “Exactly. Let’s make the ultimate distraction test.”
He started slow, voice shaky at first as the Thrust Blow worked him into warm waves of bliss.
“Okay,” he said, breath hitching between words. “I always imagined… being in a library. Like, private study room. You walk in with glasses, pencil skirt, and this attitude like I’ve really been messing around too loud.”
She arched a brow. “And I reprimand you?”
“Oh yeah,” he said, groaning as the toy adjusted its thrust pattern again. “You slam a book on the desk. Tell me to be quiet... then shut the door behind you.”
She giggled. “Go on, scholar-boy.”
His body jerked as the sleeve built up speed. “You tell me I need to be... disciplined. And you sit on the edge of the table, thighs spread, and say if I want to pass the class…”
“You’d better study up on anatomy?” she finished.
“Exactly.”
They both laughed as the room filled with the soft mechanical rhythm of the toy and their shared daydreams.
When she finally turned the Thrust Blow off—after he climaxed with a long, drawn-out groan—they lay together in the lazy afterglow.
“That was next-level,” he mumbled. “It felt like I was being worshipped by a robot. In the best way.”
She rolled over and kissed his neck. “And we got to build a scene together. I’m telling you, this toy is underrated for couples.”
He smirked. “It’s definitely a great listener.”
She grinned. “Your turn to run the show?”
“Oh, I’ve been waiting for this.”
She reclined against the pillows as he took out the Bodywand Mini Massager ($29.95)—her favorite backup dancer—and slowly ran it up her thigh.
“You ready?” he asked.
“Always,” she whispered.
He kept the wand’s low hum steady, circling her clit while kissing her ribs, hips, and everything in between. The wand wasn’t hands-free like his toy, but his free hand explored everywhere else—her waist, her nipples, her mouth.
“Now it’s your turn,” he whispered. “Tell me a story.”
She gasped as the wand found the right spot.
“Okay,” she said. “I’m in a fitting room. You’re outside waiting, and I call you in to ‘zip me up.’ But I’m not wearing anything. Just heels and perfume.”
“Oh yeah,” he said, licking along her hip.
“You kneel behind me... unzip me again... and decide to ‘take some measurements’ of your own.”
He smirked. “I like your imagination.”
“I like your tongue,” she shot back.
She came with a gasp that echoed off the walls, legs clenching around the wand as he whispered sweet nothings into her skin.
They collapsed together, dazed and laughing.
“So… hands-free and hands-on,” she said.
“Why not both?” he grinned.
Later that night...
She reached for the Thrust Blow again. “Round two?”
He laughed, grabbing a couple of AfterGlow Toy Wipes ($4.95) from the drawer. “Only if we’re filming it next time.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Oh really?”
He leaned in, voice low. “We’re learning so much about each other. Why not document it?”
“Because I don’t need blackmail material floating around,” she teased.
“We’ll keep it on a locked drive. Label it ‘Tax Forms.’”
She snorted. “I love you.”
He held her close. “I love this journey we’re on.”
End Scene
🔥 Toy Recap from Night Eight:
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Dorcel Thrust Blow Masturbator ($187.44) – Premium hands-free thrusting stroker. Realistic, powerful, and ideal for solo or shared play.
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ID Millennium Silicone-Based Lubricant ($9.99) – Long-lasting, ideal for silicone sleeves and intensive sessions.
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Bodywand Mini Massager ($29.95) – Compact but mighty, for pinpoint clitoral pleasure and versatile teasing.
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AfterGlow Toy Wipes ($4.95) – Safe, convenient post-play cleanup to keep things fresh and fun.