by Oceania

"As I slide it in…
Oh,
A vibrator with Cyberskin…
Yes!
It's what every girl needs!"

It's the tune I sing for an online adult toy store, but is it true?

I went with a friend to woman-friendly adult store in Knoxville. Now, Tennessee is not the hotbed of the world, so I didn't expect to find much beyond the staples, you know, sexy underthings, videos, maybe a dildo or two. But, much to my surprise and delight the salesgirl was unpacking a treasure trove of cyberskin products.

"Hey!" she exclaimed as we came through the door, treating us like old friends, "you have to feel this!"

I looked over at my friend and smiled,
She handed us a box.
There was a hole in the packaging.
"Feel it", she giggled.
My friend grabbed the box and put her finger inside the hole and rubbed
"Ohhhhhhh yummm," she smiled.
"I need one of these."

I tried the box too.
She was right.
It was so smooth,
Soft,
Delicious.
I need one too!

But I wanted one that had not been fingered? Unfortunately, all the boxes looked violated so I passed. My friend, not as particular, laughed at my loss and paid for her toy.

Several days later I received an in-depth email from her proclaiming the joys of her new cyberskin boyfriend.

The thing I love about an erection is that it is hard and soft at the same time. she wrote.
And "this" feels so real
like a real dick.
It is so soft like skin.
Supple yet hard -– unyielding -– powerful.

That's as far as I got.
I reached for the phone, dialed and waited.
On the 5th ring she answered.
"Tell me more," I begged.

Seductively, as only a southern girl can tease she answered, "When I close my eyes I swear it's the real thing. It's my favorite boyfriend."

"Too hot", I cried, "too damn hot, tell me more."

Not being the least bit shy, she continued, "I love to suck cock," she started, "and when I eat this it's very arousing, it doesn't smell like rubber or plastic, and it has this tiny slit at the top, in the nob, where I can run my tongue and practice my oral techniques."

I sighed.

"Sometimes," she went on, "when I am being made love to, I press it past my lips up against my clit and rub. All that play really juices me up. And my lover likes it too! He'll lick it and suck it and play with it. Turning me on with it before fucking me."

"Shit," I whispered, my breathing a little labored.

"Of course inside me -– well it could be anything -– a cucumber, a cock rubber, plaster, metal real, I am so wet that it doesn't matter…but in my mouth Against skin with my eyes closed -– it is the real thing!"

"Well," I choked out, "how does it clean up do you have to do anything special?"

She giggled at my radical change of subject and then matter of factly stated "I use dial liquid soap. It has an anti-bacterial agent in it." "Uh huh," I commented

"So is it easy to clean?
Do you feel like it would rip or tear?"

I could hear the smile in her voice
"It is easy to clean

Cleaning the sleeve is like cleaning pantyhose -– it's limp -– lifeless.

I let it dry over night and when it is dry I sprinkle it with talcum powder and put it back in a zip lock bag."

So there you have it, a product testimonial.
Easy to clean, life like, high on the pleasure scale, a definite 10!

And as for me, I am going out to buy one for myself.