Do you care if someone sees your sex toys?

I don't. I'm extreeeemely pro-masturbation and have a strong conviction that it's absolutely nothing to be embarrassed about and that it should be spoke of, enjoyed and taught openly and often. I have eight sex toys: five wand vibrators, two anal massagers and a so-called "pocket pussy."

I live alone and tend to just leave them out because I know I'll be using them again sooner than later. Hence, it's not all that rare that someone comes over unexpectedly, such as the building maintenance or a friend, and in my haste to let them in I don't think to put them away. Or I just plum forget they're out in plain view.

The most hilarious instance was when I went to meet a friend for dinner. I'd been playing with myself all afternoon and lost track of time. Suddenly I realized I was going to be late. I made myself presentable and rushed out of my apartment. After dinner, my friend asked if I wanted to keep hanging out and suggested we go back to my place. I said sure, having completely forgotten that most of my vibrators were scattered about the floor of my one room apartment that tells no lies.

When we walked into my place, I saw them immediately and stopped her from walking in any further. I said something like, "Oh... Uhhhh... I have 'personal items' [I actually made finger quotes when I said this to her] out in plain view. I don't personally give a fuck but if you want, I can put them away quickly." She said she didn't care and sat at my desk, while I plopped onto my bed and lit a cigarette. We crack a couple beers and continue catching up.

She's mid-sentence when her eye catches my giant plug-in-the-wall Hitachi Wand lying on the floor alongside my bed. She points at it with emphasis and says, "What... is... THAT???" I looked down to see the Hitachi and jokingly told her, "Hmmm, I'm pretty sure you know what that is..." [Implying that as a woman, she'd be no stranger to the wonders of the Hitachi Magic Wand.]

She said, "I mean, yeah! But why do you have it?" I said, "The same reason you have whatever you have," which led to a rousing conversation about the merits of owning a vibrator. A gospel I am more than happy to sing from the rooftops whenever appropriate.

All that said, I am always careful to do a solid sweep of my room before getting on a Zoom call. That would not be ideal.

 

I don't care...sometimes I even show them off. Sometimes I even ask if the person wants to share or help me play with them.

 

If the friend I was talking about didn't have a husband, I absolutely would have asked if she wanted to see how I use it.

 

I left my dildo with a suction cup on it in plain sight in my bathroom. I hadn’t thought about it, didn’t realize anyone would be going in there, just plain forgot.

The guy who saw it had come to my place for a blowjob. He came out carrying it, big smile on his face. I went red, apologized for leaving it out. He said, it’s fine, relax.

So he ended up coming around for more than a blowjob.

 

Hahaha. The most recent slip up was a couple months ago when I was awoken at 5:30 a.m. by my super and a whole team of firefighters. My sink had backedup and overflowed overnight and was leaking downstairs into someone else's apt. I let in the super, four fucking firefighters. And then a whole team of plumbers who spent all day working on my sink. After everyone had left. I noticed two anal vibrators were on my desk. Oops ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

 

I too am highly pro-masturbation, as anyone visiting my place would glean from the framed Masturbate-a-thon poster hanging in the hall.

How and whether I stash my collection of masturbation tools is really a matter of who is coming over. I have a few close friends who know all about how I spend my leisure time, and there might be a stray Fleshlight drying out in kitchen or bathroom when they visit. For the benefit of the less enlightened, I will put things away and out of plain sight.