Erotica By Bravo. Dighton & Forrest #1 - Asta's Mastas

Erotica By Bravo. Dighton & Forrest #1 - Asta's Mastas

Chapter #1 of 2

Although their last names were Dighton and Forrest, Pete and Sasha had been happily married for a couple of years. But Sasha Forrest had made her fame with her maiden name, and was loathe to give it up.

As Pete drove them toward the theater , where they were to attend the production of a play for which Sasha had designed the costumes, they passed by a sign…a black sign covered with hearts and in red lettering, Fun & Games.

Pete glanced over at his wife. “Hey, Sasha…we’ve got time. Want to go in there?”

“That’s an adult novelty shop!” she told him, with mock severity.

“Yeah…you mean to say you’ve never been in one?”

“I have visited one…not that particular one…to pick up a vibrator. And I don’t deny that I allowed my gaze to wander over the …novelties…on the racks…but I never felt the need to buy any of that stuff.”

“Well, let’s just look around, okay?”

Sasha frowned. She didn’t like where this was heading.

“Pete…you’re not getting…bored…with our sex life, are you?”

“No, not at all,” he said quickly, giving her shoulder a quick rub. “I just want to look around, that’s all.”

They entered the store. It was divided into two halves. One had “furniture,” such as swings, and clothing – sexy nighties. No bondage gear that Sasha could see and for which she was duly grateful. Ever since she and Pete had taken to watching CSI and its spin-offs she’d been introduced to more sexual perversions then she’d ever before known existed.

“Perversion?” Pete had protested, when she’d expressed her opinion of people who liked to dress up as horses and riders, although that had been an episode of Bones, she remembered, not CSI.

“Yes,” she had stated definitely. “Sex is about joy and pleasure. An activity where one party enjoys getting tortured or acting like an animal and the other party enjoys delivering that torture or being master to that animal…that’s not joy or pleasure. They need professional help!”

“It must be a really popular thing if they’re actually doing a whole Bones ep about it,” Pete had observed.

Sasha had shrugged. “What consenting adults do in the privacy of their own homes…or should I say stables?... is their own business, of course. But that…that’s a sad business. There can’t be anything joyful or…innocent..about it.”

“Innocent sex?” Pete had laughed.

“It might not be possible to have “innocent” sex,” said Sasha, struggling to put into words how she felt, “but it should be possible to make love in an “innocent” way. Having sex and making love are two different things, you know.”

Before they could continue that conversation the next episode of Bones had started (for it had been a marathon) and they’d fallen silent as the episode began, and never picked it up again.

Now she followed Pete into the other half of the store, the one that had the toys - vibrators of various shapes and sizes, dildos, anal beads, cock rings as well as lotions and unguents guaranteed to heighten and prolong orgasm. Every single one was in packaging that seemed to have a beautiful blond grinning out lasciviously..dare she say, salaciously, Sasha wondered? No joy there, either, she thought.

Pete picked up a couple of anal beads and looked at them curiously. “Well, what do you think?” he said.

“I think that if you get one of those things stuck up your ass, as I’ve heard can happen, you’ll have a very uncomfortable ride and a very embarrassing half hour with a proctologist.”

“Yeah,” said Pete, putting them back. His eyes fell on a huge dildo and he averted his gaze.

“Look, Pete, we don’t need this stuff. It’s like the diet industry. Companies are making millions selling drugs and stuff to people to lose weight, when all they have to do is practice portion control and ride a bike half an hour a day.”

“You’re saying if we ride a bike half an hour a day it will improve our sex life?”

She poked him with a grin. “No. I’m saying all this stuff to heighten orgasm. Bushwa. I think we can do it without any of this stuff. I’ve got an idea how we can add some spice to our sex life. Let’s talk about it after the play, okay?”

Pete nodded, and took her hand as they walked out of the store. “Okay.”