10 comments/ 56180 views/ 49 favorites Weekend Plaything Wanted Ch. 02 By: SiobhanSaor I was beginning to wonder if I was going down the rabbit hole too fast. In less than 24 hours, I had eaten a woman, a first, had been eaten by two, a double first and been fucked by a man I had just met, another first. Now, I was sitting in a car with a strange woman, wearing a borrowed dress with a box full of sex toys on the back seat, about to get a plug inserted into my virgin ass. Were fantasies supposed to be made into real life? ~~~ "You are very quiet." Cat's voice broke through my reverie. "Just thinking." "Everything ok?" I had a decision to make, be honest with Cat and tell her or hope my concerns went away. There was no point in lying, if my concerns didn't go away it would be obvious and if they were going to, she was the best person to talk to about it. "I was thinking about our conversation this morning." "Oh this is not good." Cat pulled into the side of the road. "Okay, talk." "I meant what I said this morning. This, you, Doug, what happened this morning, are my fantasy come true. I didn't think it would ever happen. But should fantasies come true?" "Do you want them to?" "Oh yes, I already feel more alive in just the past day, than I have ever felt before." "So what is the problem, cause it's obvious there is one." I thought hard, trying to find a way to sort out my own thoughts so I could express them. And suddenly it came to me what the core issue was. "Cat, look at you, you are beautiful, sophisticated, unafraid. You see what you want and you go and get it. You are intelligent, worldly, experienced. How could I possibly hope to hold your attention let alone hold yours and Doug's. I don't want to get used to this and then have the rug pulled out from underneath when you get bored. So maybe it's better not to start." Cat laughed. I had just poured out my thoughts and she laughed. "Come here you silly girl." She pulled me to her, and hugged me. "I am going to drive home, we are going to sit down and talk about this, but for now, please believe me you are far from boring." Twenty minutes later sitting in the living room she asked me to tell her one of my fantasies. "I don't see the point in that!" was my tart reply. "Just humour me." I told her the one about the sex swing. I had seen one on a porn site and it had really got to me. I had gone to sleep many nights, perfecting the fantasy, changing it around. I closed my eyes and began to describe. "I am tied and suspended in a swing, it is a large room. I am blindfolded and surrounded by people, I have a cock in each hand, I have to jerk them until they cum, til I can feel them spurt over my arms and tits. I have another in my pussy and yet another in my mouth balls hitting my eyes, each of them fucking me hard. They don't know me and I don't know them, they are using me just for their pleasure." "A bell sounds and they move around, new cocks stretching and pounding me, new cocks in my hands and now a pussy on my face, if I stop the rhythm of my licking, my tits are slapped." My voice was a whisper, recounting the images from my imagination was making them so vivid. My clit was throbbing. "The bell sounds again and they move, now I am being eaten I think by a woman, my hands are sliding in and out of warm cunts, their juices running down my arms, while I feast on another. I can feel hands on my tits, hands on my clit, splashes of cum hitting my stomach. I am used over and over again, anonymously, hard, til I am caked in cum, it is dripping from my stomach and cunt. My stomach is full from all I have swallowed." My breathing was ragged, the fantasy so real to me, I could feel the ridges on the cocks and the churning in my stomach from the mix of so many loads. "Do you want that?" her voice was a whisper next to me. "Yes." "We can make it happen. A few phone calls and we can have all those cocks and pussy's here, ready and eager to fuck you just like that." "Oh god." "And that my little fuck slut is why we want you and are not getting bored anytime soon. We want to live out your fantasies with you, give you all that you want, down to the last drop." Her hand was on my stomach. "Oh god!" Taking my hand, she put it on her pussy. "See what you have done." She was soaking wet. "Just imagining using you like that is such a fucking turn on. I think you should take care of it don't you?" Her hand on the back of my head pushed me to her glorious pussy. The smell was intoxicating and the taste divine. "I have something she caused too." I only heard Doug, her hand was not letting me move from her pussy. "You were listening?" "Yes, I came in when she was having her tits slapped." I could hear the rasp of his zip and then my knees were swung up onto the couch and his cock was pushing into my dripping pussy. There was no pause to let me get used to his size, no pleasantries, he slammed in, balls deep. As yesterday, he was pushing me further into her heavenly folds. The combination was too much and I came, no slow build up, just kerpow, I gripped his cock tightly and sucked her pussy. "I bet his cock feels better than any fantasy one, doesn't it slut?" I nodded pulling her clit up and down with my mouth. She came in a rush, showering my face. I licked like my life depended on it, her taste was addictive. But she pushed my face away and got off the couch. I collapsed under the onslaught in my pussy and then it happened. He slapped my ass. Not a playful slap, not one just to get my attention, it was hard and stinging. "Stay up you nasty slut." Oh god, I had barely finished one orgasm when another was rolling in. He could feel it on his cock. "Nasty fucking slut does like it rough." He slapped me again, the sting of the slap radiated out, heating my ass. My back was arched, head flung back, my tits swinging, trying to escape the dress as he continued to ram his cock into me. I had to brace myself against the arm of the couch to stay in place. "Turn around and suck my cock slut. Come on, move it." Another stinging slap. I started to get off the couch so I could kneel in from of him, but he grabbed my hair and kept me on the couch telling me keep my ass high, if I didn't suck him right he would need to slap it again. His cock was sticking straight up, hard and fat, I bent over to ease it into my mouth, when he pushed me down onto it. I gagged and tears formed. He took a handful hair and used it to pull me on and off his cock. His other hand found my tits and began to squeeze and pull them like he was milking a cow. He pushed the halter straps apart so my tits were hanging down freely but pushed together. I was overloaded with sensations, my mouth full of fat cock, I could still feel the sting on my ass and it was joining the pain radiating from my nipples as he pinched them. "Cat, get this fucking dress off her, sluts should not be dressed in the house." The straps were undone and my tits swung freely, he grabbed one and squeezed tightly, his other hand in my hair still forcing me up and down on his cock. Cat lifted my legs to get the dress off me, pushing me further down onto his cock, her fingers explored my wetness before she moved off again. "Open your throat." He emphasised his order by holding me down. I fought past the gag reflex and let him enter my throat. I was rewarded by his hand pinching my clit. "You are so fucking wet slut, I can barely get a grip on your clit." Another orgasm ploughed through me. I was still riding it when I felt something cold on my ass, I didn't have time to resist and a plug was inserted slowly but definitely. I had never felt anything like it. There was a sting, followed by a strange full feeling. She worked it in and out several times. Once the stinging subsided it was the most amazing feeling. "Cat, I am going to cum straight into her stomach." He pulled me up to look at me. "And if you spill a drop, slut, you will pay for it." I was pushed back onto his cock and was doing my best to keep my throat open, breath and to lick his rod, when I felt something being pushed into my cunt. He had stretched me but god it felt huge. She was screwing it into me, turning and twisting. She started to fuck me with it. Wave after wave of orgasms were hitting, I could no longer tell where one finished and another began. My ass was full, my cunt was full, my mouth was full, my tits were being mauled and then he came. I tightened my lips not wanting any to escape and swallowed and swallowed, it was hitting the back of my throat with force. "Good little cum bucket, drink it all down." He kept pumping his cock with my mouth until he was spent. "Roll over onto your back." She had taken over the orders now. "Hold your knees up. I'm thirsty slut, come for me." She held a vibe against my clit combined with pumping the large dildo in and out of my cunt, I was gushing, she passed control of the vibe to Doug, who held it tight to my clit while she drank from me. "More, I want more." Doug adjusted the vibe onto a higher setting , I was bucking crazily, her mouth, the vibe, the plugs. One particularly heavy orgasm caused me to bear down too hard and the anal plug fired out from my ass. It was quickly re-inserted. "Behave slut." She slapped my spread pussy. The mother, father and grandparents of all orgasms hit, a tsunami of an orgasm. It felt like it went on for hours, I thrashed and bucked, pushing my cunt deeper into her mouth anything to keep the sensations coming, or to stop my body didn't know which it wanted more. I was a rag doll in its wake. I guess it was sensation overload as I was hovering somewhere outside myself. Aware of what was happening, but somehow not aware it was happening to me. Cat noticed the change: "She's gone to her happy place." She lay against my thigh trailing a nail slowly down through my cunt. "So pretty, I could stay in here exploring for days." But she contented herself with a few finishing licks before switching off the vibe and taking out the plugs. "Doug, hold her, make sure she is ok." I felt myself scooped up and held in a close hug on his lap. A blanket appeared and was wrapped around me. "I'll run her a bath, give me 10 minutes and then bring her upstairs." He rocked me and talked to me, I have no idea what he said, but I could feel the rumble in his chest against my cheek, it was very comforting. I must have dozed off as the next I knew, I was told to step into the bath, Cat was there, holding my head and washing me with a soft sponge. I was dried and put into a bed of crisp sheets, I recall thinking how fresh they smelt. I was on the cusp of sleep but I could hear them talking. "You sure we are not pushing her too hard?" "No, you heard that fantasy, she wants to be humiliated, she wants to be tied up and fucked anonymously. She is a complete slut and she is offering herself to us. Look at what she has taken after being nigh on celibate for 5 years, imagine when her libido actually wakes up." "Baby, you should have felt her cunt react when I slapped her, I thought a dam had burst and I was going to be pushed out on a tidal wave. The same when you put the plug in her ass. Amazing!" "And she is still fighting it, imagine what she will be like when she accepts it? We are going to need a mountain of little blue pills to keep up with her." Cat paused, "I'll stay with her a while, could you bring me some coffee?" Sleep overtook me. ~~~ "Come on sleepy head, it is time to wake up." I was disorientated and wondered why my alarm clock was speaking to me. Opening my eyes Doug was sitting beside the bed. "Hi!" "Hi you. How are you feeling?" I started to say I was fine, but then I stretched and felt soreness. "My tits hurt a little." "Sorry about that, I may have gotten carried away. Anywhere else hurt?" "No, don't think so." "Good, good. Now I have been sent to fetch you. We are going to have drinks in the garden and then an early dinner. Cat is worried you may fade away, missing dinner last night and lunch to-day." "Oh I had lunch – didn't I?" I couldn't resist teasing him. "What?" I could see him trying to work it out. He laughed: "Oh I guess you did. And I hope you enjoyed it." "Very tasty! " He laughed harder. "Well I suggest unless you want the same for dinner, and nothing else, you get up. Cat has left out some clothes for you. And when you are ready come down." "And if I do want the same for dinner?" "Then I would have to take you over my knee and give you a proper spanking, teach you some manners. A little fuck slut should wait til it is offered." He kissed me lightly on the forehead and whispered: "Maybe dessert could be arranged." Stepping away he continued, "Now get dressed or it will be my ass that gets spanked. Move it." He left as I giggled at the idea of both dessert and him getting his ass spanked. The laughing stopped when I thought about being over his knee. I had read a lot about spankings, they were part of another well visited, well developed fantasy. I freshened up and found the clothes left for me. Another dress, Cat obviously liked her girls to be feminine. It was quite demure, long, with a not too revealing neckline, but the material was so clingy that I may as well have been naked, it clung to every curve, my nipples were obvious and my ass looked like it was being hugged by the dress. "Ah there you are, wow you look wonderful, doesn't she Doug?" Turning from the drinks cabinet Doug smiled and agreed. "You know what? I think we should call her Siren, not Sarah; a beautiful but dangerous woman." "Ha, me dangerous? How am I dangerous?" "Cause every time I see you, I want to rip off your clothes and bury my cock in you." I slipped one of the thin straps off my shoulder: "No need to rip, this is too beautiful to rip." I was beginning to slip the other strap off when Cat shrieked at me to stop. "No, we are not having you miss another meal, we are going to feed you at least once this weekend." "According to Siren, she had a very tasty and filling lunch." "Oh my god, stop it you two or I will be the one ripping clothes and fucking you both. Doug to the kitchen with you and you Siren, temptress, sit your gorgeous ass down in that chair and have a drink." "Yes, Ma'am!" Doug and I chorused. Doug handed me a drink and whispered, "She can be very bossy, can't she?" as he went to the kitchen. "You ok?" She asked. "Yes fine thanks, a few aches but nothing serious." "Good to hear but I was asking about your worries earlier. I was trying to help you deal with them and ended up fucking your brains out again." I laughed, "Yes, you did!" I thought for a moment or two. "As for the fears, I have decided to grab onto this chance and just go for it, see what happens." I shrugged. "Even if it only lasts this weekend, at least I have achieved my fantasy." "Oh sweetheart, I am so pleased to hear that. I have such plans for you. I want to hear every one of your delicious fantasies and make each and every one of them come true." "That could take a while, they were all I had for quite some time." "You never thought of taking a lover while Joe was sick?" "I thought about it but it was just another fantasy. Meeting someone in the supermarket aisle and going to a hotel. But I liked my local shop and didn't want to have to find a new one." Cat laughed, "So practical." "Cat, in that situation, it is just about putting one foot in front of the other and surviving through each day. Joe was a good man and he deserved to be taken care of." "And who took care of you?" The question hung in the air. I was saved from having to answer by an announcement from Doug that dinner was served. It was delicious, a rich pumpkin soup followed by a beef roast with baby vegetables and a tiramisu for dessert. As Doug served me dessert, he commented that there were other options available if I preferred. Cat growled at him. He did his best to look innocent: "What? I just meant ice-cream, she might prefer ice-cream!" We sat chatting after dinner, they were fun to talk to, they had strong opinions, opposites on most things and it was interesting to listen to them argue back and forth. When asked for my opinion, I declined to comment, saying I didn't want to get between them. To which Cat replied that she thought that was exactly why I was there. Doug again volunteered to put me over his knee and spank me til I answered. "Now I'm definitely not answering." "Cat, is it just me or does that sound like a challenge?" "A definite challenge. Oh would you look at her, I think she is starting to drool. I take it spanking is something that interests you?" My blush reflex had not caught up with my experiences over the past two days and I felt the heat rising in my face and well as my pussy. I had to clear my throat before I could speak. "I read a story once where an older gentleman had taken a young twenty something as a fuck toy. He had set rules for her to obey. And when she disobeyed them, he spanked her. The first time I read it I wasn't sure that it was sexy, but the second time it was." "What was it about it that turned you on?" I thought for a moment: "I'm not sure. The story went into great detail about how he placed her over his knee, how her ass was stuck up in the air, how he played with her pussy between spanks. The detail was good, but I think what got to me was the way she was held down, not allowed to get up, not able to get up." "Show me." "What?" "You said it went into detail about how she was placed over his knee, show me." He patted his lap. "Okay." Walking over to where he was sitting on the couch, I lay across his legs bracing my weight with my arms. My tits were being squashed against his thigh so I wriggled a bit until they were free to hang down beside his leg. "And how was his arm?" "It said he had his arm going down her back with his elbow at the base of her neck, pressing and keeping her down." Doug mimicked what I had described. Oh god, my pussy began to flow as I felt what the girl in the story must have felt. "Put your hands behind your back." When I did, he held my wrists together. Although my toes were on the floor, it gave a completely different feeling: helplessness. I felt his other hand run over my ass. "It would be better with the dress off." He straightened his legs and I rolled to the floor, it intensified the feeling of helplessness. "Take it off." I clambered to my feet and although I wanted to have the bravado of earlier, I couldn't keep eye contact and stared at the ground sliding one strap off my shoulder and letting it fall. I slid the other strap off, the dress caught on my tits, so putting my hands on my hips I shimmied so the whole thing fell to the floor. Part of me still wanted to try and cover myself from their eyes, but I took a deep breath, lifted my chin and held my arms by my sides. "Nice, now get back into position." Cat was sitting at her end of the sofa, cradling a brandy balloon and smiling, watching. This time I made sure my tits were not squashed, but it meant I was further across his lap and I could barely reach the floor with my toes. "Arms behind your back!" Instead of holding them with his hands, he loosened his tie and wrapped it around my wrists. Part of me knew that I could work my hands free, but I didn't want to, it was a delicious feeling, a mix of fear and excitement with the same helplessness. His elbow went to the base of my neck and his other hand was rubbing my ass again, kneading and separating the cheeks, I could feel the pull on my pussy. "So what were these rules that the girl in the story broke." His tone was conversational. It was hard to concentrate and remember. "She was not allowed to masturbate unless he was watching." Weekend Plaything Wanted Ch. 02 "I like that rule. And when did you last masturbate?" "Friday morning. Before I left to meet you." It felt like a lifetime ago. "Did you orgasm?" "Yes." "How many times?" "Twice." His hand landed on the fleshy part of my right cheek. The sting exploded in my head like fireworks. The second spank landed on my left cheek. The fireworks had reached my pussy. I jerked against his restraining arm but I was firmly held down. His hand delved between my legs and explored my wetness, his thumb plunged in and out of my hole while his fingers played with my clit. "Maybe we should enact that rule. What you think Cat, the slut here is only allowed to masturbate if we are watching?" "It would mean that she arrives here nice and horny on a Friday. I think that is a win/win." "Do I get a say in this?" I tried to look over my shoulder at him. He spanked me again. "Ok, slut you heard her, no more masturbating without one of us watching." He went back to finger fucking me. "So what other rules were there?" It was so hard to concentrate and remember the story. "I can't remember." He spanked me again. "Try harder." "She was not allowed to be with anyone but him." I didn't know if I was happy or sad that I was safe on this one. "And have you been with anyone else?" "Bar you and Cat, no." "When you are over my knee you will call me Sir. So let's try that again. Have you been with anyone else?" "Bar you and Cat, no Sir." "Good girl." His fingers returned to my hole. "Is that quite true slut?" Cat's voice sounded like it was far away. "What about this morning?" His fingers were deep in my cunt and I could feel the orgasm building. My eyes flew open, how could I have forgotten about Dana? The image of her face just before her mouth descended popped into my head. "Oh, but Dana asked if that was ok." "Dana did, but you didn't, did you?" "No Ma'am." "So what happened with Dana?" "She licked my pussy Sir." "This pussy? This sopping wet greedy pussy? " "Yes, Sir." "And how many times did she lick it?" His fingers had left me, so I knew it was coming. "Twice, Sir." "And you enjoy it slut? Did you cum all over her face?" Cat must have told him. "Yes Sir, I enjoyed it and came over her face." He spanked me hard and then rubbed where he had spanked. I thought he had finished, but just as the tension left my body, he spanked me again. The stinging paid should have been horrible, but it wasn't. There was something about being over his knee, naked, confessing that felt so good. For the third spank he again waited until I relaxed and then delivered the hardest of them all. My reward was his fingers returning to my cunt and he fingered me til I came. It was not a long wait. "Now slut, you will learn how to say thank you for a spanking." His legs straightened and again I was in a heap on the floor. He stood over me and slowly opened his belt and then his trousers. I was salivating at the thought of his cock pounding my pussy again. But after he undressed he sat back down. "In front of me now slut and say thank you." It was hard to get into kneeling position with my hands tied. I looked for Cat to help me but she had left. "Now slut." His voice commanded me as he pointed to the floor between his legs. I shuffle crawled and began to lick from his balls up the length of his cock. I circled his fat head with my tongue before taking it into my mouth for a moment. Then back to the base all the way up to the head. I explored its ridges and holes with my tongue. Kneeling taller I lowered my mouth taking as much of him in my mouth as I could, it was difficult to do without my arms to balance so I began to twist my wrists to free them. I was stopped by Cat. I knew they were Cat's hands, as Doug had buried his in my hair, keeping me focussed on his cock. Cat was tying something around my wrists. "Stand up." I was locked onto his cock by his hands so she helped but spread my legs wide forcing my head lower and more of his cock into my mouth. I was trying to ease back up, to take a breather and lick the sides but he was having none of it. He was hitting the back of my throat, tears were streaming down my face, I was drooling badly, when I felt something pushing at my cunt. I thought it was the dildo from earlier but as he allowed me back up to take some air and it pushed deeper into me, I could feel the heat of Cat's body against my spank warmed ass. My cunt was well and truly stuffed with her strap-on. "That's it slut, take my cock. You like his so much let's see what you think of mine." She started to pump into me, her hips thrusting, only withdrawing it an inch or two before pushing it back in. I swear I felt it in my stomach. I must have lost my rhythm with his cock as a slap landed on the side of my tit. "Pay attention slut." She withdrew til only the tip of her cock was left in me then pushed deep driving me onto him, I was gagged on cock. The orgasms started and kept on going. My arms tied behind my back meant I was at their mercy and truly was their fuck slut, it just felt so right. I upped the pace of my slurping of his cock and spread myself wider for hers. It was perfect; my body being slammed at both ends. A slut's paradise. Another slap to my tits encouraged me to do even better. A switch went off in my brain. I had to make fucking their slut the most enjoyable thing on the earth for them. So I helped her to fuck me harder, slamming myself back onto her cock, rocking with her to make sure that it went as deep into my cunt as possible. When she was truly buried, I could feel the straps against my clit, which sent me tumbling into a new set of climaxes. For him, I consciously released my throat and allowed him deeper, swallowing around him to help him enjoy fucking my mouth. I had this image of their two cocks meeting somewhere inside me. "That's it slut now you are showing the cocks some love." She was panting behind me. "One hole left to fill." They both slowed their rhythm and I felt her smear some of my own juices on my ass. Just her touching my ass made me shiver as I gulped for air, allowed to lavish some attention on the head of his cock. I could taste the pre-cum, salty and delicious. I was lapping at it from source as I felt her press something into my ass. It was small and slipped in easily but it was soon followed by something bigger and then bigger again. The fourth bead was even bigger and she had to push harder, it stung but I reminded myself I was their slut, to take whatever they wanted to give. The last bead was the biggest and made me moan around his cock but it passed into my ass. "Time to fuck this slut." She turned on the beads and they began to hum in my ass. The largest bead was sitting just inside my ring, the sensation was strongest there and was sending shivers radiating out from my hole. It was like the last thread of control I had was cut. He pushed me down onto his cock, it passed into my throat, one fat mass of cock skewering me. She pulled out completely and then slammed back in. I had the most out of this world orgasm and squirted, I could feel it gushing. "Fuck yeah, slut that is it. Two cocks this weekend, next weekend three. You want that don't you?" To say it was intense would be an understatement. It was sublime. When he began to squirt his load into my throat, I came hard and long as I gulped him down. She kept pounding at me while I cleaned him. When he pushed me away, she told me to turn around and clean her. Her cock slipped out of my cunt and straight into my mouth. I was right, it was huge, longer and even fatter than Doug and covered with the product of my cunt. I licked along its length and its realistic head. I was systematic, making sure it was completely clean. Looking up at her from this angle I could appreciate just how beautiful her tits were, her cock got the licking I wanted to give them. "And now me, slut." She opened the straps to reveal a plug covered in her juices. As she pushed into me, it would have been forced into her. The humming in my ass continued and as I licked her plug clean and then her pussy, another orgasm washed over me. It was nowhere as intense as the ones earlier, but it was his load, my own juices from her cock, all washed down with a chaser of the taste of her, it was so near to my fantasy of a belly full of cum. I was exhausted but so happy. ~~~ Recovery took a while for all of us. I was on the floor not sure I would be able to sit on my still smarting ass, Doug on the sofa and Cat on the chair. The beads were still humming away and my body twitched as I had a succession of small orgasms. "So much for giving her a rest this evening." "I know. Maybe tomorrow we will be able to resist the Siren." "I hope not!" was my contribution. "Siren, we were going to try on your corsets and later make you watch as I fucked her, but your talk of spanking means my wife is going unfucked." "Douglas Michael Watkins, I am telling you now, this pussy is going to be fucked this evening or you will find yourself in the divorce courts on Monday morning." "You only call me Douglas when you are threatening to divorce me. Catriona, darling, love of my life, have a heart woman, the Siren's mouth could suck the marrow out of bones at twenty paces." He collapsed back into the couch. "Oh but I call dibs, I get her in the divorce settlement." "Fine, then I call dibs on the Le Creuset." "Low blow woman, coming between a man and his cookware. I'll have to think it over." He paused for a moment as if thinking. "What do you think, Siren, are you worth a set of the finest pots and pans?" "I refuse to comment on the grounds I may incriminate myself." "Ohhh failing to comment, isn't that where all of this started?" "Want me to get over your knee again?" "I am surrounded by cruel and heartless women, one wants to take the secret to my renowned Coq au Vin and the other offers me a heart shaped ass to spank when I don't have the energy to lift a finger." "You have a hard life husband mine. Just make sure you have a hard cock too." "Come on slut, take me to my bed and harden my cock for my demanding, rapacious wife." "Before you surrender to your terrible fate, does anyone else hear a buzzing sound?" I laughed. "Yes, sorry it is my ass." "Your ass buzzes? Have you seen a doctor?" A cushion sailed through the air from Cat's chair in Doug's direction. "The beads are still turned on." "Oh lordy, I totally forgot about them. Take them out girl." "I would if I could but I can't," I rolled over so she could see that my hands were still bound. "Doug, do the honours will you?" "Only if you promise I get her in the divorce settlement." He undid what turned out to be cuffs and then removed the beads. "I am going to the kitchen to wash these and hide my pots, I may be gone some time." "Ok Mr Oates, we'll miss you." After snagging the cushion missile, I lay back rubbing my wrists where they had been bound. I had never worn cuffs before, could you have guessed? I liked how they felt and picking them up from the floor, I inspected them. "Do you like them? They are from our BDSM phase." "I've heard about those books." "Unfortunately so have a lot of people. Now girl, come on, earn your keep, drag me out of this chair and get me to my bed so my poor put upon husband can fuck me." "He could always fuck you where you are," was my helpful suggestion. I wasn't sure I had the energy to move either. "Now that is an excellent suggestion. I could just curl up here and as long as my pussy is available, it's a win, win." She paused. "Ah but then I wouldn't be able to cuddle you when you sleep. So come on, Sherpa, gather the equipment, the great mountain called the stairs awaits us." Cat was just discovering how ticklish I was when Doug arrived in the bedroom bearing a bottle of champagne, in a La Creuset pot full of ice. "All hail the hunter gatherer, I return bearing gifts." Cat nudged me and we got to our knees on the bed, bowing with outstretched arms, as she called out "All hail, all hail!" "Excellent, does a man's soul good to be hailed every now and then." "Darling, did you know, that this little slut here, does not like her feet to be touched." She lunged for them, but I scampered to the other side, out of reach. "Really, well I guess that rules out bastinado then." I looked to Cat for an explanation, she shook her head saying: "You do not want to know." To Doug she carried on: "Totally off the table, I'm afraid. But we could turn it to our advantage, the power of a threat you know. Do it or the feet will be touched!" She rubber her hand together and let out a witchy cackle. "Cat!" I shrieked, "you sound positively evil." "I am, I am, if I had a moustache I would be twirling it." She accepted a glass of wine from Doug. "Now get to work girl, while I sip champagne, get my husband's cock nice and hard for me." As Doug settled himself back against the pillows, also with glass of wine in hand he remarked what a hard life he had. Remembering Cat's comment, I piped up that he didn't as yet, but give me a few minutes. I set about my task, taking his semi hard cock gently in my hand and stroking it lightly, it was nice feeling it come alive. I circled it with a semi hard tongue, working my way from base to head, licking the sides, making sure all of his gorgeous cock was licked and appreciated. Cat had curled up at his side and they were watching me with small smiles. "Take his balls gently in your mouth, and suck lightly." It was not something I had done before and had a moment of panic about what to do but holding his cock in one hand I cupped his balls and gingerly took one in my mouth. It felt odd, but the moan from Doug told me I was on the right track. "I take it back, she could suck marrow from thirty paces." Wine glasses clinked in a toast. I explored gently with my tongue, feeling the weight and texture of his sac and the ball inside. I was gaining in confidence so moved to the other and took it in my mouth, feeling the slight differences and enjoying the musky scent that was filling my nostrils. "Try both, but really gently, watch your teeth." Oh god a mouth full of balls is lovely, soft yet hard, feeling them move and fill their sac. I bathed them with my tongue as much as I could, there was not much room to move. I could feel his cock hardening and growing. Lips suddenly touched the side of my hand, Cat was taking his cock in her mouth. I began to take my hand away, but she laid hers over mine and together we pumped him, her mouth rising and falling in unison. I let his balls fall from my mouth before sucking them in again. "Ladies, that is just perfect." We stayed like that for a couple of minutes, til she touched my shoulder, indicating I should join her. Following her lead, we both licked his balls, then along his shaft our tongues meeting and dancing on the soft smoothness of the head. A small bead of pre-cum was just peeking out and we had a battle of the tongues to get to it. Cat won. "I am not sure how much of this I can take. Cat, if you want to get yourself fucked, slide that gorgeous pussy on over here now." She straddled him and I watched intently as she guided him to and into her hole. She lowered herself slowly down onto him. It was erotic and sensual, watching her glistening pussy take his full length. I watched as she pulled herself back off him, her pussy lips being pulled out along his shaft, almost as if they didn't want him to leave. I swear she did almost a purr as she took him back into her. I had no part in this erotic dance bar that of voyeur, but as they began to fuck each other, watching her tits bounce, how his hands held and squeezed them, watching her face contort was enough to send one hand to my clit and the other to my own tits, tweaking the nipples. I had watched people fucking on internet sites, I had read about people fucking, but it was nothing like this. These were people I knew, I knew what his cock felt like inside me, I knew the taste and feel of her pussy, I knew how her clit felt when it was fat and full, I knew how her pussy twitched when it was about to cum. This was so much better than watching strangers pretend to fuck. I had not seen her face when she came before, I had not seen her face scrunch and relax as the crescendo broke. Seeing her pussy cream on his cock, oh god I wanted to dive in between them and taste it. Taste them both. He flipped her onto her back and drove deep into her, her mouth making a perfect O as he bottomed out, his look of concentration keeping the rhythm, the smell of them. I came myself, just from watching. He lifted her legs to his shoulders and pumped hard into her, she moaned loudly. I felt a hand in my hair as she pulled me to her tits, her nipples like little soldiers again. I sucked deeply on the one nearer to me, and played with the other, so grateful to be included. Her tits shook as he fucked her. I felt her body tense as she came again. And still he kept up the rhythm. When he told her to get on her knees, I got out of the way, but then burrowed underneath her and sucked on her tits as they hung down and rocked. My mouth was anchoring her nipples and it was a gorgeous sensation feeling the mass of them move above me. I could see her fingers work her own clit, it was a huge turn on, I tried to watch how she did it to file away but her tits kept blocking my view. "Fuck my ass baby. And you," she prodded me, "my cunt now!" I moved to my task with relish, a little too fast for Doug as his cock hit my head as he pulled from her. I wished I had been faster, I would have been able to lick his length as he withdrew. He already had at least one finger in her ass, stretching her. As I licked, I watched as he lined up his sodden cock with her asshole and slowly guided the head into her, she moaned deeply and her head dropped meeting my thighs, I could feel her warm breath on my cunt. "That's it baby, feed me that gorgeous cock." I clenched my ass around the beads and wondered what it would feel like to have something that fat stretching and filling and fucking. He was gently rocking back and forth, easing more and more of his cock into her ass. I couldn't believe he was going to get it all in. My face was covered in her, she was so wet, I wanted to feed on her clit, but then I would not have been able to watch. It was a catch 22. She cried out loudly and I could see all of his cock was finally in her ass, his gorgeous balls were almost resting on my forehead. "Oh that's it, baby." Her deep sigh tickled the inside of my thighs. He seesawed his cock in and out, she shuddered and showered me with more of her cum. I concentrated now on her pussy, driving my tongue into her, but her clit was still calling to me so I replaced my tongue with my fingers and sucked her delicious clit. He was picking up speed in fucking her and as her body moved it was hard to keep it in my mouth so I tightened my lips capturing it, not letting it escape. She came again. "I am going to fill your ass baby, here it comes." He pumped into her, I couldn't imagine how it would feel to have that explosion in your ass, even trying had me moaning. I could however feel his jizz dropping out of her ass and onto my forehead and hair. Her body shuddered again and her cunt held my fingers in a vice, her juices running down my arm. His pumping slowed and eventually stopped. He rolled the two of them to one side, his cock still inside her ass. I watched as they both panted regaining the breath as I licked my face and fingers. "Come and clean me girl." The mood shattered for me, ass to mouth was one of my taboos, things I wouldn't do. I was torn between wanting to be their slut, being everything they wanted me to be and my own fears. Weekend Plaything Wanted Ch. 02 "Come on girl, move it." He eased his cock out of her. Cat came to my rescue, in a small tired voice she told him to stop. "A-t-m is on her no go list." "Oh okay, sorry. Heat of the moment and all that." All I heard was disappointment. I felt like a complete failure. It was like a bucket of cold water. I needed to escape, to get away from disappointing them. I offered to go to the bathroom and get a cloth to clean him. "Thank you Sarah, that would be good." She had called me Sarah, not slut, not Siren; Sarah. "I'll be back in a moment." I hid in the bathroom, I rationalised that it was giving them time to recuperate but it was hiding. I berated my reflection in the mirror: coward, prude, up-tight-bitch. I had been given such an opportunity and I had fucked it up by being so prudish. I tried to persuade myself that I could do it, I could just march back out there and take his cock in my mouth but I knew I couldn't. A soft knock on the door interrupted my rant at myself. "You ok?" "Yeah, I'll be out in a moment. I am just running you a bath." She knew it was a lie, there was no water running. "That would be lovely, thank you." I turned on the taps as I heard their hushed voices on the other side of the door. I did not want to hear their disappointment. I put some scented oils in the bath and wished they didn't have such good water pressure as the bath filled quickly, too quickly for my liking. I laid out towels, I lit some candles I found in the cupboard but eventually ran out of excuses and taking a deep breath went out the door. When I saw them, her sitting at her dressing table, him still on the bed, I felt selfish. I had ruined their afterglow with my stupid behaviour. "Sorry." I couldn't think what else to say. "Whatever for? Dear girl, it was my mistake and I am the one who should be sorry." I suddenly remembered why I went to the bathroom in the first place. "Oh sorry, I forgot to get your towel." "Enough with the sorry's both of you." Cat sounded exasperated. "Sarah, Doug is a greedy bastard who in the heat of the moment forgot that we honour the taboos of our partners." She glared at him and he looked sheepish. "And you, well you have nothing to be sorry for. So for the love of all that is holy, kiss and make up and then let's see if we can fit three in the bathtub." Doug climbed off the bed and wrapped me in a bear hug. He whispered "Sorry" in my ear, "But don't tell her I said it!" Then he lifted me off my feet and carried me back into the bathroom to the sound of Cat telling us "I heard that." ~~~ We just about all fit in the bath, no mean feat with over 6 foot of him, 5' 9" of her, those gorgeous breasts and me. We cleaned each other with sponges, and hands, the oils in the water adding a slip slide feel to skin. There were giggles and tender explorations. We knelt either side of Doug and washed him, making sure tits were in contact with skin. He said he felt like a big cock tit fucking the two of us. I also spent my time in the middle and again the four hands exploring was deliciously sensual. The crisp white sheets may not have been so crisp anymore, but I was asleep before my head even hit the pillow. I slept soundly, occasionally drifting to almost awake but feeling so warm and safe between them that I may have been dreaming. ~~~ I drifted awake to tingles running through my body. This morning, it was not Doug's cock that drew me from dreamland, but her soft tongue between my legs. As I stirred I met her eyes over my mound and whispered "Good Morning." She crawled up my body, dragging her tongue over my stomach, delivering light kisses to my waist. She rubbed her mound against mine, the movement dragging my labia with her and awakening my clit. She alternated starting lower so that I could feel her against the hardening. Then starting high and moving down, so I could feel the warmth and wetness of her pussy against my skin dragging her clit down to meet mine. I tilted my hips, and brought my knees up, opening my pussy to her, knowing she was being smeared by the already free flowing juices. Her mouth reached my breasts, she licked the underside and then around the soft mounds in ever decreasing circles til her tongue was matching my areoles, my nipples springing to life and tightening to invite her mouth to explore them. She teased by flattening her tongue and allowing it to slide over them, my back arched trying to tempt her to do more, but she had her own agenda and moved higher, her tongue gliding along my neck, she got to my ear and nipping the lobe between her teeth, whispered: "Good morning." I could feel her nipples brushing mine, her breath hot in my ear as she swung her chest to maximise the teasing of her own and my breasts. It meant she had to stop grinding against my pussy, but I had a feeling it would start again, when she wanted it to. "Put your arms above your head." My tits stood a little higher and made a little more contact, it was such a simple touch, but erotic. Placing one of her hands on my wrists and pinning them lightly, she began a slow exploration of my mouth. She outlined my lips with her tongue, so, so slowly it was agonising. She took the lower in her mouth and sucked and nipped lightly with her teeth. I felt the blood rushing to it and my pussy lips. She released and repeated several times. Her free hand cupped and held my breast, her thumb lightly grazing over the nipple. It was the epitome of sensual. Her tongue worked its way into my mouth, and intertwined with mine, a lazy kiss to suit a lazy Sunday morning. The bed moved and I felt Doug's hand massage her breast in much the same way she was doing to mine. He used her nipple to tease mine, both puckering harder for the battle. I felt him take over the holding of my wrists and she began to work her way slowly down my body again. Doug also took over paying attention to my tits. His touch not quite so soft, he squeezed a little harder, he sucked a little deeper and his morning stubble scratched in a spiky but not unpleasant way. To be honest my attention was more on her and where she was going. She put a pillow under my hips, raising my pussy and then lay against my thigh, I could feel her breath against my pussy as her fingers gently explored each fold, each piece of skin. Occasionally she would touch against my clit and I would jump slightly. But this was not about fucking and reaching climaxes, it was about sensations and teasing. And she was good at it, very good, gold star good. She pulled my outer lip into her mouth, her tongue exploring the line between the moist interior and the outside. Oh who am I kidding, I was well past moist. She did the same with the other side, meaning her chin was against my hole, the motions of her sucking rubbing against it. Delicious torture. I felt her pull back the hood over my clit and she just breathed on it. I twitched and heard a slight chuckle. She played peek-a-boo with it for what felt like an hour of pulsating hell and heaven. Instinctively I tried to close my legs, to hold her hand in position, after she tired of pushing it back, she held me open by putting it under Doug's leg. I could feel his hard cock against my hip. She knelt between my legs, circling my clit with her tongue and my hole with her finger. She pushed in slightly, just the tip of her finger, circling and circling. A little deeper and she made contact with my highly sensitised clit, I bucked and felt her teeth and her finger slipped in all the way, still making slow circles. I clenched down on her to stop the torture but she waited me out and kept doing exactly what she wanted. Doug moved behind her and with a hand on her back, pushed her body to lie along mine. He put another pillow under my hips, tilting my pussy upwards and laying side on, dipped his cock into my hole easing just the head into me. Cat on top of me was supporting herself with her arms and grinding against me, her tits swinging invitingly. Taking the weight of one in my hand, I sucked. Doug slid his cock out and I guessed judging from the change in his position and the large sigh she let out, he had just dipped his cock into her. I could almost hear him, a little for you, now a little for her. It was all just enough to get me to the edge of an orgasm, right there on the precipice, but not enough to spill over. In any other circumstances, it would frustrate me, not being able to reach, but here, it was wonderful. All senses heightened, watching her face, tasting her nipple, feeling her weight and his cock as it slipped back into my hole, hearing low moans, and the smell of sex permeating the room. We switched and I was now in the middle. Her legs inside mine, knees raised, spreading me wide. I was grinding against her, admiring just how beautiful she looked with her hair splayed out over the pillow and her eyes clouded with passion. Doug knelt up and buried his cock in my cunt. I guess I got it as she was not a fan of cock in the morning, though obviously was a fan of pussy. My pussy was definitely a fan of hers. When he pulled back, I slipped my hand between us and spreading her lips made contact with her clit, rubbing it with my mound as he pushed in and my fingers when he wasn't. His strokes were sure and deep, and I felt every inch of him as he kept a deliberate rhythm. It was when his finger started to push into my ass, that I clenched hard on his cock and I heard him groan from his boots. "So tight, her cunt is strangling me. I am going to cum." A three way orgasm is a wonderful thing, bodies connected in one shudder of pleasure. Mine was a long, flowering of an orgasm. Gentle it may have been, but I could still feel it running out of me when he pulled back against my clenching cunt. His was a powerful rush of cum deep in my cunt. I wondered if I would ever get tired of feeling that whoosh of hot liquid; maybe in a hundred years. Hers was an arching of her back, pushing against the weight on top of her, that same contortion of face and ragged breathing. With a last deep thrust, Doug finished and began to withdraw. I moved forward a bit, so anything that fell out of my cunt would splash onto hers. She smiled, knowing what I was doing and sure enough it flowed out of me in a river. I half expected Cat to swing around or swing me around and begin to lap up the fruits of his labours, but instead she just held me tightly to her. And yet I still felt a tongue. Oh god, Doug was licking from my asshole, down along my cunt, to hers and back up again, lathering his tongue with the mix of all of us. As he licked he stuck his fingers between our bodies and caught my clit, judging how her face changed he caught hers too. He worked his tongue and his fingers, dipping in and out of my hole and then down to Cat's, but it is when he was circling my ass with his tongue that I imploded. This was no gentle flowering, this was a weed, not there one moment and exploding everywhere the next. And his tongue kept working until I felt its hard softness in my ass. What a delicious feeling, it made the orgasm go on and on. But cumming had drained him and I said goodbye to his tongue in my ass and he crawled up the bed, grinning at us. "Don't know about you ladies, but I just had a lovely breakfast." We dozed for a while and when I woke I was again between them. The thought that I was the filling in a slut sandwich made me giggle and that woke Cat. She was about to speak when the phone rang and that woke Doug who stretched his long frame. "Hi honey, how are you?" She mouthed over to Doug: "Nora" A pause: "Oh just having a lazy morning in bed." She grinned at us still lying in the bed. Another pause: "Okay so we will see you about 7." "Love you too honey, see you later." She climbed back into bed. "We have a family dinner on Sunday evenings." She offered by way of explanation. It was somehow odd to think of them doing normal family things, and when I realised that by then I would be back in my too quiet house, alone, it brought me to reality quickly. "I suppose I should get going then." "Oh no you don't." She pinned me down and started tickling me. She truly was evil. "When you ladies are quite finished, what is the plan for the day? I vote brunch. I fancy some waffles and bacon." "Oh sweetheart, that sounds good. That little place on the corner near the market. They do the most divine eggs Benedict. Sound good to you slut? Worked up an appetite have you?" I grinned: "Maybe." "Oh but we have corsets to try on first. Slut to the bathroom and shower, husband to the kitchen for coffee and I will go get the corsets." "There she goes being all bossy again." I luxuriated in the hot water, letting it run and tickle my skin. I was surprised that I wasn't sorer, a twinge here and there, but for someone who had been so thoroughly fucked over 48 hours, had been spanked and had my ass stretching started, I was in remarkably good shape. When I got out they were sitting cross legged on the bed drinking coffee and munching on toast. Doug waved a half eaten piece at me. "Just a snack to keep the energy levels up." Across the end of the bed were an array of corsets in different colours and styles. They looked so beautiful, I ran my hand along the row. I had looked at some in catalogues and even in a shop once, but when the sales assistant approached me, I stammered something stupid and got out as fast as I could. "Any you particularly like?" "Ladies trying on clothes; my cue to have my shower." Doug got off the bed and headed to the bathroom. "They are all gorgeous. I have never tried one on." I told her the shop story. "You will love them, they just make you feel so sexy. Choose one, I can't wait to see what your tits look like." I chose an emerald green one to start, green always looks good with my hair. She wrapped it around me and began hooking the front while delivering a lesson on what makes a good corset. She was talking about spiral steel boning as she began to lace up the back giving me the long strings to hold as she moved top to middle and bottom to middle. I have to admit much of what she was saying was going right over my head as I felt the fabric get tighter and tighter. I ran my hands down my sides, my waist was so defined, and my tits were almost hitting my chin. She stood in front admiring it and pushed her hand down the front to scoop my tits even higher. "It looks good on you, go check it out." I could not believe my shape in the mirror. It was a little hard to breath and any breath I took made my tits come up even higher, so I was amazed when she said it needed tightening. She tugged the laces it added to the curve from my waist to my hips. Then stood back to admire her handiwork: "Nice but it is a little modest, I was thinking something a little more revealing." She held up a red leather one. It was half the size of the one I was wearing. "Now this is more like it. Dana knows I have a weakness for girls in leather. There is something about the smell, the noises it makes, yum." Rather than covering them, it sat just under my tits and while it didn't push them up like the earlier one, it did make them look even fuller and my enclosed waist even smaller. "Oh yeah, that's the one. You look wonderful." Doug came out of the bathroom while we were on a sort of copper coloured one with a half cup that held my tits like they were on a platter. "Wow." In the end Cat choose three, the green one I liked, the leather she liked and the copper that Doug was insisting I wear to brunch. I was transfixed by the image in the mirror, sexy and so curvy. "If you can drag yourself away sexy Siren, come here, I want to see how this works." In his hand, he had the metal plug from yesterday and a tube of lube. He bent me over the bed and I felt him squirt some onto my ass, he gently rubbed it all around and then began to slip a finger inside me. It stung as his knuckle passed into me but he kept working it in and out, and I could begin to feel myself loosen up. He put a second finger in and repeated the process adding more lube. The shivers of excitement were going straight to my pussy as he finger fucked my ass. I heard him open the tube of lube again and this time he smeared the plug. I was nervous, it was so much bigger than the plug from yesterday or the beads from last night. "If you resist it, it hurts, but just relax, breath and know I am not going to push past where you can go. Okay? Trust me girl." His voice was comforting and I took a deep breath and took my head back to last night when I had sworn to myself that I was going to make their pleasure the top priority, if he wanted this thing in my ass, it was going in. He worked it slowly, a little at a time, backing off when he met too much resistance. A little more each time. The sting was there, but it wasn't an in your face sting, more like a background. What was in the foreground was a growing feeling of excitement. "Good girl, nearly there." Cat came out of the bathroom at that point and stood with him watching. Suddenly I felt my ass stretch wider than ever and it was in. "Well done, slut." He was rubbing my lower back. "Just let it rest a moment and then we will open it." Cat pulled my face to the side and kissed me deeply. "You are one sexy wonderful slut." Her voice was a growl. Her kiss distracted me for a moment and Doug took the opportunity to open it. Oh god, it was fair to say that I had never felt anything like it. I felt so completely full, a bit uncomfortable, but I couldn't deny the effect it was having on my pussy. I felt the tip of his cock at my hole. He leant over and whispered: "I so want to fuck you right now. Slide my cock inside that tight cunt, stretch you, give you a taste of what it will be like when we both have our cocks buried in you." I think I whimpered, the image in my head of the slut sandwich was so powerful. I was about to move back onto his cock but Cat arrived back carrying my dress from Friday. "Do I have time for a quick fuck of our slut?" "Of course you do sweetheart, all next weekend. You can fuck her every which way you want, for however long you want. But right now I need food." He slipped a little more of his cock inside me then withdrawing knelt down and kissed my pussy. "Until next weekend juicy."