A Bedside Drawer

Special thanks to destodes777 and I readily claim the remaining errors. ‎

Author's Note: This little tale assumes you are familiar with the base concept of Toys coming to ‎ life when not being observed. I don't own the concept, I just want to tell you about some of the ‎ toys from an alternate reality whose adventures would have been left on the cutting room floor ‎ of a "G" rated movie. 
The toys are owned by Stacy, an athletic Twenty-Six-year-old blonde with ‎ a super-hot bod. Stacy lived with her husband Sean in a town house just up the road. Her ‎ bedside chest of draws was home to a small community of sex toys. ‎ ‎

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‎"I hate it when G doesn't wash, he stinks." Wee bitched with petulant jealousy, his lack of Stacy ‎ time evident to all. What a change from those early days when Stacy first picked him out, ‎ carrying him everywhere she went, tucked away in her purse and ready to play. Our teasing that ‎ Wee hadn't ever been inside into her velvety pussy may have gone a bit far but he didn't need ‎ to attack G like that.‎

Stacy had played with G last night and he had been dropped back in our drawer lightly coated ‎ with Stacy's delectable juices and wearing a smug smile and wrapped in the lacy thong she had ‎ worn yesterday. G needed a bit more than a casual wipe down, even if he had the bonus of ‎ being wrapped in her lacy underwear. I personally thought the nickers delicate purple shade ‎ clashed with G's blue coloring. Just saying, because they would look better against my light ‎ pink. ‎

I couldn't help wondering why Stacy had skipped her usual cleaning of her toys. Our hygiene ‎ had always seemed important to her. Truth be told, we were already a bit uneasy before this ‎ latest incident, worrying about Silver. ‎

Silver was Stacy's first adult toy. He was so proud that Stacy chose him to take her toy virginity. ‎ Now forgotten, lying in the bottom drawer down under Stacy's comfy nickers and all alone. Soon ‎ he would succumb to the cancer from the leaking batteries that were eating him away; from the ‎ battery compartment out. It was sad that Stacy hadn't played with Silver since she married Sean ‎ six years ago and we all knew, deep down inside, that we would all share the same fate one ‎ day, discarded for something new.‎

The normally upbeat Butts was also bummed out. This was easier to understand as he had ‎ been the first toy to be lifted from our drawer last night. His excitement at the thought of play ‎ time with Stacy had been shattered when the stranger fumbling around in our drawer, with one ‎ quick look had dropped him. The snort spoke loudly about his thoughts of the value of playtime ‎ with such a small butt plug. ‎

I hadn't expected to be picked. A Rabbit might be a girl's best friend but partners rarely used us ‎ right. Despite the risk of upsetting Wee and Butts, I really wanted to know what G knew about ‎ Stacy's new bed partner. ‎

Who was he and where was her hubby Sean?
‎ Did he make her feel good when G got a chance to play with them both? ‎ Did he know what he was doing? ‎

Yeah, asking G about last night needed to happen though the smug look he was giving us told ‎ me he was going to wait to be asked.

‎

‎"Okay G, give."
My request was courteous. ‎

G smiled. ‎

‎"C'mon G, who was he, what happened?" I asked, working hard not to plead.‎

G finally relented and his retelling of the afternoon had us all enthralled.‎

‎"Something new boys."‎

‎"He is a solidly built guy who knows what he wants. He chose me, rubbed me over Stacy's ‎ pussy lips for a while, teasing like and then pushed me in. He used a slow twisting action and ‎ pushed me way too deep for me to hit Stacy's sweet spot. Don't think the bugger knows what a ‎ G Spot is. I could feel him working her clit so he knows that much."‎

‎"His control is a bit sloppy and he is pretty rough. There was no angle control at all. He kept ‎ moving me in circles like he wanted her to loosen up. I tried and tried to help and finally got to ‎ her G Spot but he wouldn't leave me where I needed to be for long enough. Suddenly Stacy ‎ came big time. Really big time. I've never been so wet." ‎

‎"It was good, like it always is, being buried in her twat as she clamps down, but I don't think it ‎ was me that caused her to come" G admitted with a chagrined frown. "I'm guessing, but I think ‎ he was also giving her tits a solid work out. Maybe that's what got her over the top? Sure as hell ‎ something did. Anyway, I was pulled out and got to see him put on a condom, line up and drill ‎ her. No feeling around to find the entrance to her pussy. Just thrust and bury himself in her." ‎

‎"I didn't get a good look at what he is packing but from what I did see, he's a big boy."‎

‎"Stacy was acting weird, well like I've never see her before." He paused to recall the moment.‎

‎"You know how she gives directions; tells Sean what to do and how she wants it?" G continued.‎

‎"Well, this guy just ignored her and she quickly stopped trying to be the director. He just did ‎ what he wanted, when he wanted. He power fucked for seven or eight strokes, then was almost ‎ teasing her, just slowly working the head of his cock in shallow like. Then he would power deep ‎ again. It worked though, I have never seen her come so hard and so long." ‎

We were all in a bit of shock. G's retelling of yesterday afternoon's romp left us confused and ‎ uncomfortable.‎

‎"Let me tell you this, when he was lighting her up and she was really into what he was doing ‎ they made a couple of comments that makes me think this has been building for a while. I ‎ couldn't believe what I was hearing. Stacy had told him about us and he was here tonight to see ‎ us." G's uneasily told us.‎

What did that mean for us? Change was rarely good.‎

‎"What happened then?" Wee anxiously asked.‎

‎"Well they kissed and cuddled for a while and then Stacy lay down with her pert arse raised and ‎ looked over her shoulder at him and asked. See anything you like? and then she giggled. ‎ Honestly, she giggled." ‎

‎"He gave a short laugh, put on a new condom and knee walked up over her legs, then guiding ‎ his prick with one hand, her just steadily pushed into her. Lubrication was not an issue. Stacy's ‎ pussy squelched for the first couple of strokes. Talk about high tide at the swamp. She had ‎ been wet but he must have made her cream herself. He pounded her into the bed and I couldn't ‎ believe it when he put one hand on her lower back and grabbed her pony tail with his other ‎ hand. He pulled her head right back and she let him. No, she enjoyed it." ‎

‎"Stacy's phone must have had an alarm set. When it went off they kissed for a while before he ‎ left and Stacy suddenly started tearing the sheets off." ‎

‎"I was thrown back into the drawer with just a basic wipe on the sheets and wrapped in her G ‎ String. Look, it wasn't what I expected but it was still fun. A fun afternoon was had by all. Well ‎ everyone in her bed." The snigger and glance at Wee were totally out of place. ‎

‎"Wish I had got a bath though, I'm getting itchy. Even a rinse down would have been okay."
‎

‎"What about Sean? Any sign of him?" Butts asked. 
‎

‎"No, they didn't even mention him." Was G's quiet reply as he seemed to finally realise this may ‎ not be good for us. 
‎

We just looked at each other and the silence stretched. Hopefully they were thinking about what ‎ this meant for Sean and Stacy's marriage, not just what it meant for them personally. They ‎ could be a bit self-centered lot.‎ ‎
‎ Sean cared. Maybe it was his training as a Mechanical Engineer to respect tools and machinery ‎ or he may have treated us well because of the pleasure we gave Stacy when we played ‎ together. ‎

Whatever the reason, we liked the way he played with us and always cleaned and looked after ‎ us. Well, except for Silver and I don't think they've ever met. 
‎

The early alarm let us know Sean was up and would soon be out the door. His normal routine ‎ was a two-hour gym workout before heading to work. The surprise was when Stacy grabbed G ‎ on her way to her morning shower. He hadn't been forgotten after all.‎

We were left alone for the next two days, drawer shut and no way to see what was happening. ‎ From what we could hear, the bedroom was quiet each night. ‎

The following night when the drawer was opened I could tell that Stacy was feeling the effects of ‎ more than a few drinks and Sean was in an unusually forceful mood. His well-defined muscles ‎ from his rigorous gym work and a high protein, low fat diet gleamed in the low lighting. I was ‎ used to Sean being gentle and tender as he worshipped Stacy's body. His focus was always on ‎ giving her solid climaxes whist he tried to come with her or just after. ‎ ‎ ‎ Butts was picked up, then Sean also chose me. That was different. Ok, this was a good change. ‎ Butts I had never double teamed on Stacy. Sean had Stacy on her elbows and knees, her face ‎ in a pillow. I saw Sean working two fingers into her backside, getting her ready for Butts. 
‎ ‎"Here it comes you slut." Sean was definitely more aggressive tonight. I had never heard him ‎ use that sort of language let alone say something like that to Stacy. He picked up Butts and ‎ smeared more lube on him. He started to push him into her arse. A steady pressure with no let ‎ up. Stacy must have opened up as Butts suddenly slipped in right up to the jeweled cap. ‎

‎"There you go. You like a plug up the arse, don't you?"
asked Sean.
‎ I could see Stacy nodding. ‎

Sean reached for me. No lube required for me as I slid straight in. Okay, that was a bit different ‎ from the last time I got to play. I expected Stacy to be a fair bit tighter, what with Butts taking up ‎ some space and adding a bit of pressure on her pussy.‎ Stacy's pussy lips were wet and I realised Sean had already been licking and chewing her ‎ pussy lips and clit.‎

Sean started me off with gentle slow ins and outs, fairly shallow to start with to give Stacy a ‎ chance to get used to me. Sean quickly got me deeper and deeper as he realised Stacy didn't ‎ seem to need to be loosened up. He paused and the rotator in my main body was switched to ‎ low speed. Sean knew to just hold me in place and let me play. Teamwork. Sean holding me ‎ just so, my nodules rubbing and pressing the delicate nodule on the top wall of her pussy. G ‎ wasn't the only one who could play tunes on that special place just inside her pussy. A flick and ‎ the rabbit tip started vibrating. Sean kept subtlety moving me so I hit and then slipped off her ‎ clit. Ahh, he was teasing her. A few minutes later the internal speed went up a gear. It was ‎ different feeling Butts while I played; different but good. Sean moved the vibe to medium and ‎ now sat it firmly on Stacy's clit. I could feel her starting to tense up, moving her hips as the wave ‎ within her built.
‎

It hit. The big one we were looking for. I felt Butts being pulled out a little bit to put tension on ‎ her arse hole and released to slip back in. Stacy was loving it. ‎

Suddenly I was flipped to the sheets and Sean buried himself in her well-prepared fanny. Lucky ‎ bastard. I was left writhing and vibrating. Forgotten as Sean sought his own release, hammering ‎ her. ‎

Sometime later and the second round had finished. This was a more traditional bout of love ‎ making. Stacy looked magnificent as she swayed and rocked with Sean buried to the hilt. Head ‎ thrown back so far her beautiful long blonde hair hung clear of her back until the tips touched ‎ her just above her tramp stamp tattoo. Sean's hands caressing her large breasts, rolling and ‎ then gently squeezing her full nipples. I could occasionally see the light reflecting from Butts ‎ jeweled head when Stacy lifted for a full-length stroke. ‎

Have to remember to ask Butts what he thought of double teaming with Sean.
‎ Stacy built up to a shuddering climax and collapsed across Sean's chest, her soft moans in ‎ Sean's ear. ‎

Sean started thrusting hard from below, lifting Stacy's hips as he pushed for and then found his ‎ own release.‎

They lay together like that until Sean's prick was too soft to stay inside her. ‎

Sean became aware I was still buzzing away and reached to turn me off. Slipping from the bed ‎ he took me into the bathroom for a nice hot bath with suds before a warm water rinse and a ‎ gentle dry. The lovely man didn't stop there, he even changed my batteries, Energizer's no less. ‎ Lovely, lovely man. ‎

How could Stacy cheat on him? ‎

How could she?

‎

I was returned to the draw but there was no sign of Butts. ‎ Looks like he is pulling an all-nighter. ‎ Lucky bastard!
‎

Things were quiet for the next few days. Butts was a bit of an arsehole, teasing G about the ‎ great time he had and how long he had been inside Stacy. He had to rub it in and go on about ‎ how Sean had carefully washed him before he came home. ‎

Then things changed. ‎

Troy joined us. ‎ Big and black, ten inches long and bloody thick, mentally and physically. ‎ He had news. ‎

Troy was named after the bloke who gave him to Stacy.
‎ It appeared that Stacy's black lover was named Troy.‎ ‎ ‎ I figured that out before he was half way through the Newsflash.
‎

Troy, the dildo, was apparently about the same size as his namesake.
‎ Troy, the owner of the prodigious dick, gave Stacy the other Troy (I decided to call them 1 & 2 ‎ with the toy Troy being number 1 because I think he had the larger intellect. Didn't Troy 2 know ‎ that Sean was an amateur MMA fighter with anger management issues?) ‎

Troy 1 was supposed to get used frequently to help Stacy learn to take Troy 2 without a lot of ‎ preparation. ‎

What about us? ‎

Were we going to even touch the sides? 

‎

Okay, Butts and G were still in the game.‎ I couldn't imagine Troy 1 or 2 ever going into Butt's playground and G didn't need a snug pussy. ‎

All right all ready, Wee Vibe was still in play too. ‎ Who would have thought not being inserted into that wonderful pussy could be a good thing?‎ ‎ ‎ What about me? ‎

If she gets stretched out of shape, would I be joining Silver at the bottom of a drawer, only to get ‎ a flash of daylight when Stacy's needed her comfy nickers?
‎

Time to fight back.
‎

Now everybody knows the rules. ‎ Get back to your positions when humans are around. ‎ Do nothing to attract attention. ‎

Yeah, well this was an emergency.

‎

The draw was being opened, Sean was reaching in and Troy 1 was accidentally (cough) pushed ‎ into his hand. ‎

Whoops. ‎

Well, shit happens, just ask Butts.
‎

Sean slowly pulled Troy 1 from the draw.

‎

‎"What the fuck is this." Sean's jealousy evident in his voice.‎

‎"Umm Sean, that's a thick black dildo, I think that's pretty obvious. How many hits to head have ‎ you had lately?" I muttered under my breath.‎ ‎
‎ The drawer was left open and I risked a look. ‎ Stacy looked a bit uncomfortable but then I was used to seeing her horny and that's a ‎ completely different look.
‎

‎"I wanted a new Toy."
she softly replied.‎

‎"Where did you get it and why so bloody big. Aren't you happy with me?" The hurt on Sean's ‎ voice, the way he twisted away from facing her, all showed the pain and insecurities he was ‎ feeling.‎

All reasonable questions in my mind.
‎

‎"I bought it online but I haven't used it yet." Whispered Stacy.
‎

‎"And you won't. Not if you want to keep me happy." Was Sean's angry retort.‎

And Lordy, Lordy, that's a surprise, Sean carried Troy 1 out of the bedroom and I heard the ‎ garbage bin being used. ‎

Aww, sorry Troy 1. ‎ Nice knowing you, goodbye. ‎

I slipped back out of sight with a mission accomplished feeling. ‎

I heard Stacy leave the bedroom. ‎

Bugger, would have liked to hear how the rest of that conversation went. 

‎

Things returned to normal for a couple of weeks except Stacy didn't play with us by herself at ‎ all. ‎

Strange. ‎

Then one day, Stacy slipped a handful of extra-large condoms into the drawer, pushing them ‎ down the back of the drawer and making sure they were covered by her sexy panties. ‎ Curiouser and curiouser I thought. 
‎

The condoms were steadily being used. Two one day and three another. Looks like they were ‎ here today and gone tomorrow. This can't be good news. I decided to help Sean out, the lovely ‎ man.‎ ‎
‎ A day came, well actually it was night-time but whatever, and Sean reached in for a Toy. ‎

He accidentally, okay, so sue me, picked up an extra-large condom. ‎ Don't blame me, it was sitting there, waiting to be used.

‎

‎"What the fuck are extra-large condoms doing in your bedside chest of drawers."
Sean sounded ‎ pissed off.‎

‎"You bitch, who are you fucking around with Stacy?"
‎

‎"Is it that bastard Troy? I'll fucking kill him."
‎

Stacy covered her face with a pillow and just wept. Okay already, yes, I was peeking out of the ‎ drawer but no one saw me.

‎

A couple of weeks later Stacy moved. Poor Silver was left behind, we never saw him again, or ‎ Sean either. Stacy started playing with us again, well me mostly, so all's well that ends well.
‎ Life was good, great actually. ‎

Stacy and I spent lots of time together and this created some tensions with Butts, Wee and G. ‎ It's not my fault Stacy preferred me. When we played, I could make her sigh and moan. We ‎ were BFF. 
‎

Living by herself, Stacy had got in the habit of leaving the drawer open and we all loved the ‎ greater freedom.
Stacy was in a really good mood. We realised it was almost Christmas and ‎ knew Stacy would want to play. It was Wee's, G's and my Anniversary. We all met Stacy at ‎ Christmas. Butts was the odd one out. He had joined us on Sean's Birthday. 
‎

You have to love Christmas. This was going to be so good.‎

Christmas Eve, Stacy came into the bedroom, giggling and excited. We waited for Stacy to ‎ choose which one of us she was going to play with. As the minutes passed, the tension got too ‎ much for G, he peeked. 
‎

‎"Stacy's unwrapping a new present. Shouldn't she wait for Christmas morning?"
‎

‎"Ok, she's reading the instructions. It has a cord but it's also rechargeable." ‎

‎"There are at least four attachments. Rabbit, G-Tip, Tri-Gasm and Triple Pleasure."
‎

‎"Oh no, she's holding a Hitachi Wand."‎