It’s been very difficult for me to keep steady relationships because of my addiction to sex. I get into too much trouble easily, and men who think they are ready to have open relationships, often have a hard time dealing with jealousy. So to fill the often empty moments of my life, I have pretty large collection of toys to keep me company on those long and lonely nights. I know which ones are best for every kind of “attention” I may need on any given night. A very good friend of mine told me that I know so much about toys I should sell them.She’s more of a business person than I am, so she made a few phone calls, sent some emails out and pretty quickly hooked me up with a company. In no time at all I became an adult toy consultant. My job was to nurture a network of ladies to help me peddle the sex toys in households pretty much the same way that Tupperware, Rena Ware, Amway or Avon did. And I knew so much about the products that I actually started to make a decent extra income from dildos, vibrating eggs and lube.The typical customer tended to be the slightly older woman, she was often divorced, living alone, family had moved out and had friends who would put the party together for her as a fun way to spend an afternoon, and secretly they would all fill out their order forms. I was mostly there to show them how everything worked, and to be honest, to give my opinion.The way I’d figured out to make the biggest sales was to start the night off with some drinks. Wine, margaritas, sangria, anything with a lot of sugar and alcohol. Not too much, didn’t want to make my potential customers puke or pass out, just wanted them buzzed and open to speak openly about what their sexual needs were so I could recommend the best toy for them.I will never forget this one particular time that I was having trouble at a toy party. It was a group of ladies that had called me out of the blue because I had been recommended by a friend of a friend who told them I really knew my stuff and if anyone could figure out how to guarantee orgasms it was me. I remember I blushed the first time I heard that from a lady, and was pretty proud of myself too.I show up and a girl about my age (I was in my early 30’s at the time) opens the door for me. She introduces herself as Florence which is the name of the host of the party. I stammer a bit, “Oh, is your mom also named Florence?”“No,” she answers with a perplexed look on her face, “my mom’s name is Edith. How do you know my mom?”“I’m sorry I thought she was hosting the party,” I answer slowly.Florence laughs and says, “No. I’m hosting the party.”I was taken aback. She was definitely not the age group that I was used to sell to. I started to get a little nervous that all my selling techniques may not work with younger customers. She was young, thin, pretty and to be honest, sexy. I was a a bit dazed and the room started to get uncomfortably warm. I could feel my nervous sweat start. I asked if it would be ok if I removed my jacket. Yes, I was wearing a suit jacket, I was a pro. Even after taking it off I was still nervous and hot.Her guests arrive while I’m still nervously preparing the sample units that I always bring to the my parties, making sure everything is charged and that I have made a nice display of all the different options of lube that the company sells. The women filing in are all young, and pretty. I still didn’t get it. I would’ve though girls my age would have no hang-ups about going to a sex shop to buy our sex toys. But here I was, so I was going to do my best to sell.I do my best to learn the names of the women in the room as they come and sit on the couch of the living room, and try to chitchat a little about and get to know them a little more. To be honest they did not seem to be the soccer moms that I thought they would be. It actually took me too long to understand that they were couples. WHAM! This was going to be my first time selling sex toys to a group of lesbian couples!I think I was ready for a drink. I poured the margaritas I’d prepared and handed them out while chit chatting about where everyone worked and how they all knew each other. I, myself, downed two margaritas in no time, to try and calm my nerves.I nervously and awkwardly started my presentation, and couldn’t help but blush at what can only be described as girls hitting on me. They started complimenting me, my outfit, my features and my figure. The questions were not about the products anymore, they were about if I’m a real redhead or not. Do I have those cute freckles all over? I was quickly sweating again, and undid one more button on my blouse to try and cool off.I had a particular little vibrator with a suction cup attachment that fits right on your clit that creates a fantastic sensation on the user. I was explaining the correct placement of the suction cup and how the sensation could be enhanced with warming lube, when I was interrupted.“Wait. So where exactly does that cup go?” asked Jane. She was a 5’5 brunette with big, natural tits, a little on the full figure side. She was wearing a tight tank top, and jean shorts. Her face was round and she had a smirk on her face as she asked.“It goes right about here,” I gestured the toy close between my leg and placed it right where my clit would be beneath my slacks. “It can be moved up and down your clitoral shaft, but depending on your sensitivity it can be placed right on the tip of your clitoris”.“Won’t it stick to you?”“I’m pretty sure it won’t. Depending on your natural lubrication or the amount of lube you use, it will glide right off and on.”“Show me,” She said quickly and immediately started to undress. Her partner who was siting next to her helping her undress as the other women in the room giggled.I was a little stunned, but decided I was going to be a trooper. Already this party had thrown me for a loop and I was ready to accept whatever curve balls were thrown at me. I looked around to see if I could get another Margarita, to my dismay there were none left.Jane finished undressing, a thick patch of curly pubic hair adorned her pussy. She combed her public hair with her fingertips to either side of her labia to expose her pink clitoral hood. She was dry.“It will be more pleasurable if you were lubed up,” I smiled and went fishing in my bag for a bottle of warming lube, only to be interrupted by Ingrid’s, her partner’s, hand on my wrist.“No need for that, D,” she said as she knelt in front of her partner and proceeded to lick her parter’s pussy in front of the crowd of attentive lesbians. The whole room was quiet except for Jane’s heavy breathing and short, barely audible whimpers. Ingrid produced the most satisfying and alluring sounds I’d heard a person produce while eating a pussy. It was a very moist, slurping sound. Her head bobbed up and down Jane’s lap and you could hear the change in the sound as the pussy was overrun with her natural moisture.I had to undo one more button on my blouse because I was red faced and sweating from my own arousal. The other women were holding each others’ hands now, they’re being very touchy-feely with each other, caressing each others arms, while taking in the unabashed display of cunnilingus in front of them. I could not help but wonder if all their parties were like this.Ingrid slowly stood up licking her lips and turned to me. Her cheeks still glistening from Jane’s fragrant moisture. “I think she’s well lubed up now,” she said as she and smiled and picked a curly pubic hair from her tongue with her thumb and index finger.“It would certainly look so,” I said and knelt in the same spot Ingrid had just been, between Jane’s legs. I adjusted my tight skirt up so that my knees were on the floor. I swallowed hard as I turned to face the dripping vulva in front of me. It was very pretty, pink and glistening. The labia were meaty but not large or unsightly by any means. The clitoral hood was still very wet from Ingrid’s licking. I spread her outer labia open more for her friends to see. And slowly placed the suction cup on the top part of the hood, and started the vibrator on the slowest setting.“How does that feel?” I asked.“It’s nice,” Jane replied as I started to slide the suction cup down the hood slowly. She moaned and her breathing quickened. I slid it down to the tip of her clitoris, which was already peeking out due to Ingrid’s tongue work. She gasped loudly, “Fuck!”.“Is that too much?” I asked.“No. It’s really good,” she replied quickly.“I know,” I said, smiling and turned the setting up one more level.She grabbed my wrist. “Oh yes!”I continued to talk about the product while kneeling in front of her and how it could very quickly help you reach orgasm, the trick was to not leave it on the tip too long but move it around. I was obliviously still doing my sales pitch for the benefit of my potential customers in the room. I suggested that for women who like internal stimulation as well as external, there is a line of vibrators designed to stimulate the clitoris as well as inside the vagina. I turned to reach for one of the other models and was surprised to find a bunch of lesbians masturbating each other.I was so focused on pleasuring Jane on the couch I hadn’t noticed the rest of the women had undone their pants and skirts and had their hands all over each other’s vulvae. Everyone had somebody else’s hand on their pussy. It was almost as if it was choreographed. I swallowed hard and felt my heart race and my pussy tingle.This is not at all what I had in mind my day was gong to be like. My mind raced, what do I do? I imagined my friend who got me this job, what would she do? Then it hit me! I was there to sell! I asked Ingrid to take my place moving the vibrator over her lover’s clit and quickly made my way to the table where all the other toys were laid out. Grabbing one at a time I went around the room handing out vibrators and showing each couple the best way to use it. Then I would move to another couple and start them off on how to use vibrating eggs by inserting an egg into their pussy and massaging their labia.Pretty soon the whole room was filled with the sounds of the low hum of the vibrators and the heavy breathing and moans of my potential customers. Some of the women took the rest of their clothes off and were completely naked eating their partner’s pussy while a vibrating egg was inside. Others would be sucking on their partner’s nipples while a wand was firmly placed on their clits. There was even a pair that had decided to share a vibrator between their pussies while they embraced and kissed.I was so happy with myself, but also so horny as well. The sounds of women reaching orgasms all around me was hypnotic. The slurping, kissing, moaning; it was all making me uncomfortably horny. I think Florence may have noticed this because soon she asked me if I could help her with her toy.I navigated through the maze of squirming bodies till I reached her. She was also naked, and as soon as I knelt down next to her on the couch her hands were all over me. One hand was immediately inside my blouse caressing my breasts, her other hand undoing the last of my buttons. I was so horny I had neither the energy nor the will to protest. I let my inhibitions go, and started to undress as well. Pretty soon we were all naked. Florence kissed me while her hand and fingers expertly tended to my aching pussy. It felt like a godsend, I was so in need of attention I felt my orgasm building fast and furiously. My hips rocked into her fingers as she rubbed my bean perfectly. I returned the favor by fucking her with the vibrator she had chosen, my fingers working her clit as I thrust the purple vibrator in and out of her aromatic pussy.I shimmied down between Florence’s legs and continued to fuck her with the vibrating dildo. My index finger caressing her anus and my mouth firmly planted on her clitoris. I darted my tongue left and right over her very hard love button and started thrusting the vibrator in and out quickly. I could feel her breath quicken and her hips jump up and down as her orgasm took over. She began to whimper loudly as I continued to lick and thrust at a steady pace to let her ride out the orgasm to the maximum length. Finally her body twitched away from mouth as her clitoris became too sensitive for the attention I was giving it. I removed the vibrator and placed a few soothing kisses on her labia, her perfume covering my my lips made me even hornier.I let Florence rest and moved to the next couple beside us, giving them tips on placement of the vibrator and how to work the speeds, sure enough pretty soon they were cumming themselves. I moved on to the next couple. I continued working my way around the room adjusting toys, caressing breasts, encouraging couples to reach orgasm. Soon the room was filled with loud moans as they all started reaching their orgasms one after another. Most continued, going for second or third orgasms. Some decided to just bask in the afterglow and make out.I, myself, was rewarded by a group of three women who kissed me and took me to the sofa. I was guided onto the sofa, one of the girls between my legs eating my pussy, one other kissing my mouth and the third swirling her tongue over my nipples. I was so ready to cum! I had one after another orgasms quickly on that couch. The women took turns eating and finger fucking my sloppy pussy.We continued the orgy till way into the night. Pleasing women and being pleased myself. I think that was the most fun I’d ever had at a toy party. Also I was able to make a few sales that night and I’m glad I was able to teach them “hands-on” how to make the most of their new toys.