15 comments/ 99473 views/ 87 favorites Weekend Plaything Wanted By: Weekend Plaything Wanted "She is so fucking tight." It felt like he pumped a gallon of cum, over and over again he slammed into me and I rode the most incredible orgasm. "Come and get it baby." As he pulled out of me for the last time, Cat swung around and lay underneath us, her mouth open ready to catch his cum from my cunt. It poured out and down into her and when the flow stopped, her mouth went to my hole, sucking it all. The softness of her lips and tongue were in sharp contrast to the hardness of his cock. Doug meanwhile had come to stand by my head and grabbing a handful of my hair, pulled me away from watching the show and fed me his cock to clean. Oh god the taste of myself on him and his salty cum was nectar as I worked my tongue up and down his shaft, and then around the bulbous head. He was still hard but my mouth was happy to stretch to take him in as Cat pulled my pussy lips into her mouth, cleaning me. When he was satisfied with my work, he flopped down on the couch. Cat was still underneath me, meaning her pussy was there in front of me, calling to me, inviting me. Moving her skirt, I again dived in, licking from her clit to her asshole in long slow movements, then pulling every inch of that pussy into my mouth, sucking every drop of moisture from her before pushing my tongue into her hole. I could feel her moaning against my cunt. I moved onto my side slightly so I could use my fingers on her clit, rubbing and circling, feeling it harden. I switched and used my mouth on her clit and my fingers in her. She echoed me, her tongue magically awakening my pounded pussy til I felt yet another orgasm begin to build, it was slower, mellower than the first she had brought me to, but it was made all the sweeter when she came at almost the exact same moment. My mouth was full of her cum, hers was full of mine. I kept licking her until she pushed me away. "Enough little slut, it is only Friday, the weekend is only just beginning." She leaned back, she was still wearing her dress. That made me feel more like a slut than the good fucking I had just received from two almost strangers. I was naked, my pussy throbbing, my face covered in her, him and me and she looked like she had just come in from the garden. "I'll get that champagne, we could probably all use a pick me up." "Isn't she amazing? Most of us are wiped out by cumming, she just gets more energetic. A freak of nature that woman." Laughing on her way out Cat stopped and picked up my underwear then my dress from the hall, "I don't think you will be needing these – I'll put them in the wash." Oh god, I was going to be naked all evening, my head may have screamed at the idea but my pussy certainly liked it. I was still lying prone on the couch, when I went to sit up, Doug stopped me: "No, stay there, you are within easy reach." And demonstrating his meaning, reached over and cupped my tit in his hand. Hazy minutes passed. "Doug, can I ask you something?" "Of course!" "It is a bit embarrassing." He didn't say anything, giving me the time to gather my nerve. "Emm, I suppose what I want to ask is – was that ok?" I rushed on, having asked the question I now wasn't sure that I was ready for the answer. "I don't know if Cat told you but I don't have a lot of experience and certainly none like this." "Yes, she told me. And don't worry, you were fine, more than fine. You have an eager mouth, a tight pussy and an ass I am dying to fuck. You respond nicely and anything you don't know we can teach you." "Thank you." "Now, I would like to ask you a question, if I may." "Please do." "Well it is something that Cat and I are a bit concerned about." "Oh?" "She explained about your husband and the cancer." When Joe had been diagnosed, he had just given up everything: living, working, being a husband. When it had gotten bad, I nursed him at home, 3 long and often lonely years. He died almost 2 years ago. I hadn't been with anyone in a long time. "Well we wondered, given your lack of experience if this was not a bit like jumping in at the deep end. " Just as he finished, Cat came back with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. "Oh you've asked her. I was going to wait til later." "Well she asked if it had been ok for us, so seemed appropriate." Setting the tray down, Cat knelt down beside the couch: "Darling silly slut that was such fun. You are a natural at eating pussy, and you certainly seemed to enjoy his cock in you." I blushed. "And you are so responsive, you explode when you cum, and you cum so often." She licked her lips. I don't know if it was intentional but it certainly brought back a memory of what that mouth, that tongue could do. She smiled her wicked smile. "We want to enjoy you, but we don't want to push you beyond where you are comfortable. This was only supposed to be coffee." "You are not." I rushed in to reassure her. "Yes, this is new to me. Very new to me. But I want to be here." I paused, not quite knowing where to go next. "Would you mind if we talked about this later? I am not avoiding the question, I just don't really want to talk about it right now." "If you are sure?" "Oh I am very sure. Sure I want to be here, with both of you. And very sure I would really like a glass of champagne." Doug jumped up, "So champagne it shall be for two very beautiful ladies." It was cold and sparkled on my tongue. We talked for a bit, til Doug announced that if he was going to be any use to anyone, he needed some food and headed to the kitchen. "Should I go and help him?" I asked Cat. "No, he loves cooking when he is at home, it is like his hobby." "Okay. May I use the bathroom?" "Of course, come on, I will show you where you will be sleeping." Upstairs she turned left and opened double doors to the master bedroom. It was beautiful with a stunning large four poster bed swathed in soft fabric. She watched as the realisation dawned on me that I would be sleeping with them in their bed. I guess it was logical, but it hadn't occurred to me. She smiled: "We wouldn't want to wake horny and not have our slut at hand." "Oh." Would I be able to live up to what they needed? I became aware again of my stretched pussy and the tingling in my nipples and knew right there and then, I was going to do my absolute best. This was my chance to live the sexy, sex filled life I had dreamt of. Monday to Thursday, I was going to be the nice widow everyone felt sorry for, but at the weekend I was going to be their slut. "The bathroom is over there. Take your time and if you want to have a shower let me know and I will scrub your back for you." She swatted my ass lightly as I walked past. Looking in the mirror, I was shocked that I looked almost the same as I had this morning. My hair was definitely messier and I was naked but wanton slut had not become tattooed on my forehead. Standing there, I replayed the taste of her, the feel of his cock in my mouth and pussy, the feeling of so many hands on my body. I was not in Kansas anymore. While I was certainly tempted to take a shower to see just how Cat would scrub my back, long hair takes forever to dry so I contented myself with washing myself thoroughly. "Aw, no shower?" Cat was sitting at her dressing table when I emerged. She had changed and was wearing a jewel green robe, she looked so beautiful. I could see the curve of her magnificent breasts where the robe closed. I felt my pussy begin moisten again. "Are you up for a little game over dinner?" The old me, the nice girl, would have wanted to know what she was committing to, but this new me, tattoo or not, just nodded. "Good girl. Come here." As I approached she picked something up from the table. "Have you used one of these before?" It was a small oval egg with a string attached to one end. I shook my head. "Wow you really have not been out much, have you?" Her comment stung and my face fell. "Sarah, don't take it that way. I mean it in a good way, it means we get the delight of bringing you so many new experiences; turning you into our perfect slut. It is wonderful." I smiled at her, a little embarrassed that I had been so easy to read yet reassured. "Now spread your legs for me." As she put her hand between my legs, she exclaimed: "Oh you really are a juicy one, wet again for me." She brought her hand to her lips and licked. "Remind me to put a napkin on your chair at dinner or you will slide under the table." She laughed."Oh that might not be such a bad idea: you under the table eating me out while I eat one of Doug's gorgeous meals and then you could suck his cock to say thanks for cooking." She smiled as her fingers slid along my wetness, finding and rubbing my clit. "I think you like that idea too, don't you?" I could barely nod, her fingers were slowing teasing me. Her laugh was joyful. "But back to this." Taking the egg, in one hand and spreading me with the other, she slid it into my hole. "It is a remote control vibrating egg. During dinner, every time I think about how I am going to fuck you, I will turn it on. Like this." She picked up a small remote from the table and turned the dial. At first I didn't feel anything, but when she moved the dial again, I felt it, a buzzing, tickling feel in my pussy. She turned the dial again and it got more intense. Another turn and I had to hold onto her shoulder to stay standing. I could literally feel my juices running out of me, my stomach began to clench and I knew an orgasm was on its way. She turned the dial again and pushed her hand through the river and unerringly found my clit. I screamed and exploded, bright lights flashed in my eyes and it felt like I was going to break into a million pieces. And it kept on going, she was holding me to her with one arm while working at my clit with the other. Rolls and rolls of intensity, I can't describe it better than that. The single most intense orgasm I had ever had. To this day, the smell of her perfume has the power to bring me back to that moment. As I began to float back to earth, she was on her knees, gently licking all my cum. She put my leg up onto the chair for better access and sucked. "Maybe I will be the one under the table, eating out this gorgeous pussy instead of food." She was looking up at me, her face glistening. I couldn't resist, I leaned down and started to lick her lips, she laughed but didn't stop me. I felt bolder and kneeling down began to kiss her. Her hands locked me to her and she took over the kiss, sharing the taste of me. I could feel her breasts pressing into mine, the need to touch them overwhelmed all caution. I brought my hands up, feeling their weight, their softness, their fullness. She moved back allowing me greater access. I found her nipples, rock hard and poking through the fabric, I rolled them between my fingers, but it wasn't enough I had to feel the skin. Pulling the robe aside, I got my wish. They were soft, full and warm, much larger than mine and spilled over my hands. Her hard nipples felt really long, I had to see them, so breaking the kiss, I feasted my eyes on the orbs, she had large areoles, soft pink but at the centre the nipples were like small soldiers standing to attention. They begged for my mouth and I obliged. Does everyone remember the first time they took a woman's nipple in their mouth with the same clarity I do? The texture of the skin, how it responds, the softness of the surrounding flesh pushing to get into your mouth? Switching between them, I tried on her what she had done to me, pushing the nipple against my teeth and brushing it with my tongue, she moaned, I pressed a little harder and she moaned louder. Pushing my luck I bit down gently holding the elongated nipple between my teeth and circled the captured soldier with my tongue. She gasped but didn't stop me, in fact if anything, I would say her hands pushed me harder onto her. Switching again, I did the same to the left, but kept working the right with my nails. She was breathing heavily but in my enthusiasm I went too far as she suddenly said:"You will pay for that slut." A moment of panic, what had I done? I found myself pushed back onto the floor and her pussy descended on my mouth. If this was punishment brig it on. She rode my face, smearing herself marking her territory. I hardened my tongue and let her set the pace of what she wanted. It was my dream, I was being smothered by and drowning in pussy. Bringing my hands up, I started to knead her ass. I was thinking about touching her rose bud when I felt Doug beside me. He pushed two fingers deep into my quivering cunt and then when I spread Cat's cheeks, I felt his fingers pushing into her asshole. She let out a long sigh of pleasure before leaning forward, supporting herself on her arms and giving Doug better access, it also changed the access for me, I could feel her hard clit and greedily sucked it. Doug was finger fucking his wife's ass while I ate her and she was loving it. She was moaning, grunting and working hard riding his fingers and my face. The egg came alive, it was too much and within a minute, I was cumming hard, screaming around her pussy. Cat came, it spurted out of her like a drink can that had been shaken. I drank deeply and began to quench a thirst I never knew I had. She collapsed forward, almost smothering me before rolling off to the side. I lay there face smeared, a puddle of my own cum under me, covered in sweat, hers and mine and I can honestly say I had never been happier. "You ladies do put on a good show. Just as well I only made a salad." I broke out laughing. "Doug, would you mind turning off this egg or I am going to cum again and I'm not sure I'll survive it." From behind me on the floor, Cat answered: "It stays on. I said it would be on whenever I thought about fucking you, and slut, right now, I am thinking about just how many ways I am going to fuck you." She moved closer to me. "I am going to fuck that pussy with my mouth, my fingers, my fist and my strap on." Her voice was low and her words deliberate. "I am going to fuck that mouth with my pussy every chance I get." Oh shit, my stomach was clenching, my cunt was pulsing, throbbing with the images of her words. She reached down and bent one of my knees finding my asshole. "And don't think this is going to escape. Baby, once I have opened you up, I am going to double fuck you, I am going to push my cocks so deep inside you, your cum will have to come out your mouth." Just her finger circling, was enough to push me over the edge and another orgasm so intense it was almost painful cracked me wide open. She was leaning down whispering in my ear. "And when I have finished with you, he is going to start and do it all again. His fat cock in your mouth, cunt and in your ass, you want that don't you?" There was a mouth on my cunt, sucking on clit, I flew higher, I needed to move to ease the intensity, but I was being held in place. "And when he is finished, then we will both do you. Him in your ass, me in your cunt, do you understand?" She paused but I was incapable of speaking. "You are our little fuck toy. Your holes are ours." I know I screamed, I could hear it, but my whole world had shrunk down to my exploding cunt. ~~~ I woke, it was dark, it was warm, I tried to move but there was a weight across my stomach. It took a moment but I finally worked out that I was in bed between them with Doug's arm lying across me. My pillow was her amazing tits. "Go back to sleep, we will talk in the morning." She whispered and squeezed me tighter to me. I woke to sunshine and Doug's cock hard against my ass. He must have sensed I was awake as he lifted my leg slightly and wet the head of his cock along my pussy. I never woke horny but this was no normal morning, and just the feel of his cock set me off. Reaching down I guided him into my hole. He rocked gently easing his fat cock into me. I was a little sore, but it was so gentle and such a perfect start to the day. I moved my leg up and back laying it on his hip, while he moved down further allowing more of his gorgeous meat to slide in. The gentle rocking, silent fucking continued for a while and he gradually moved lower and lower until he was able to slide his entire length into me. Reaching around he began to play with my clit. It too was aware it had been used the day before, but the wonderful sensations soon overcame any soreness. He kept up a steady rhythm with both his cock and his fingers. Not a word had been spoken until he whispered in my ear: "Cum with me." His pace picked up and I soon felt the tell tale clenching and need to bear down on him. "That's it little cum bucket, show the cock how much you like it." The bed moved and Cat was awake. "Oh starting without me?" "You don't like cock first thing in the morning. This one loves it." He punctuated each word with a thrust into my pussy so that it sounded like: You, slap, don't, slap, like, slap. When he finished speaking I could feel him so deep inside me. Everyone should wake up to a good fucking. "I'll go for my shower then, when you are finished with her, send her into me." "Up onto your knees." I moved quickly, face buried in the bed, my ass high and legs spread. With his hands on my hips he slammed me on and off his cock, knocking the air out of me each time, my tits swayed rubbing against the sheet making the nipples hard. He pounded my cunt hard. "Finger your clit and cum you little slut, cum all over my meat." It didn't need much and I came as he dumped his load in me again. Just like yesterday, it felt like a gallon, a hot jet of jizz filling me and spilling over. His pace slowed and eventually stopped with his cock still inside me. I felt his finger at my asshole. "Fucking this is going to be so special." He rolled off and out of me, "but right now you need to go to her." "You don't want me to clean you?" I couldn't keep the note of disappointment out of my voice. "Next time, right now, I am going to have a little snooze. Go on, she will have run you a bath and we don't want it to get cold." His spunk ran down my legs as I walked to the half open bathroom door. He was right, she had run a bath and was sitting in it, her hair piled high on her head, just the tops of her breasts visible above the bubbles. "Ah there you are. Clean yourself up and then come and join me." As I did as I was told, she continued to talk: "I do like a bath in the morning, so much more relaxing than a shower." As I stepped into the bath, I went to lie at the opposite end when she stopped me: "No, lie back against me." Her tits once again became my pillow. "Is your pussy sore?" "A little, but it is okay." "Now, Sarah, the truth please. I will ask again – is your pussy sore?" "Honestly, only a little, it knows it has been used more than being sore." "And your tits?" Her hands cupped them gently. "No and especially not when you are holding them." "Ahhh you sweet girl." She kissed the top of my head. "Before I go on, I want you to know that we both thoroughly enjoyed you yesterday. Such a responsive body and you learn so quickly." I bit my lip, it sounded like there was going to be a "but" coming. And there it was, I held my breath waiting to hear what she was going to say next. "But Doug and I have very healthy appetites, and we are a little worried if it would be too much for you." My temper flared to make up for the sense of disappointment. "Look, Catriona, it's okay. You don't think I can keep up with you. It's okay." I can't tell you the disappointment that flooded through me, I started to get out of the bath but she held me back. "Stop right where you are. We want you, we want to fuck your brains out, just as I described last night." She sighed. "I have explained it badly. Let me start again. Okay? Weekend Plaything Wanted "Okay." "I wanted you from that time on the phone, the noises you made, so sensual. Last night after we put you to bed Doug and I talked. We want you, your body is heavenly to use. What we don't want is for you to go home tomorrow evening and regret what you have done, what we have done to you." I started to speak but she told me to let her finish. "Remember this is only the beginning. Doug and I like to push the boundaries, we don't limit ourselves to what the rest of society deem is right and proper. We like to think we are adventurers. But we have always been that way, it is how we found each other in the first place. But you, you are different. You said yourself you had a sheltered upbringing, you are not very experienced with" she paused "with adventure, shall we say. I don't think I realised just how inexperienced you were." "Yesterday, was glorious, it was fun, it was sexy and you definitely have the potential to be the slut we want. Remember a slut to us is a treasure. But if we continue to meet, we are going to take you so far outside your comfort zone." She made a gesture like a plane taking off. "I am not looking for an answer now, we are going to indulge ourselves with you as much as we possibly can to-day and tomorrow. But when you do go home, you need to think whether this weekend was a one off for you, something to look back on and wonder that you were ever so daring. Or if you want to take that ride with us." I turned around to look at her making the water slosh dangerously close to the edge. I wanted her to see my face. "I want a first class seat on that ride." When she went to interrupt me, I turned the tables on her and asked her to let me finish. "Joe was a good man, but he was a boring lover. I used to fantasise when he was fucking me. I fantasised about other men, women, groups of men, groups of men and women, being used and fucked so hard that I couldn't walk for a week." I paused thinking of the total frustration of a husband who loves and adores you, but treats you like a fragile thing when all you want is to be treated like a slut. "When he got sick and our sex life was nonexistent, I lay in bed at night working up detailed dreams, I'll tell you some of them sometime. In the morning, I would wake soaking wet needing to be fucked exactly the way Doug just did. Hard, fast and demanding." "Joe dying when he did made me realise just how short life is. And I refuse to go quietly into the night. I want to wring every piece of fun and pleasure from it. I want to fuck you, I want to fuck Doug and be fucked by both of you in tandem and by whomever else you want to invite along. For however long as we are all happy with the arrangement. As I said to you before, there are only a few things I will not try, but everything else show me, teach me. Make me into as much an adventurer as you and Doug. Please Cat, please. I want this more than you know." I sank back into the cooling water. I had never spoken so honestly about my fantasies and it was oddly draining to let it all out but exhilarating as well. Cat stared at me intently, as if she was trying to work out if I was telling the truth or just saying what she wanted to hear. Then she smiled: "Okay then I guess that covers that. We don't need to talk of it again." She paused, "Groups eh? I definitely want to hear about those dreams. We might even be able to make one or two come true." "Cat, you already have." "I am glad dear. Now I am going to get out of here, you shower, take your time. Come downstairs when you are ready, you must be starving." I hadn't noticed until she said it but my stomach growled at the thought of breakfast. Wrapping a large towel around herself she left and I could hear her talking to Doug in the bedroom. The water was too cool to stay in the bath for long, so I took a long hot shower. After wrapping my hair in a towel, I headed down to the kitchen. I took it as a measure of how right all of this was that I had not even considered wrapping my body in a towel. Doug jumped off his stool and wrapped me in a bear hug. "She told me. I am so glad." He was beaming down at me. "But now unfortunately, I have some work to do. I should be back after lunch. I understand you ladies are heading out shopping, so enjoy yourselves and I will fuck you later." He kissed Cat and walked out waving. "He is off to play golf, he says it is networking and so counts as work." Cat laughed. "Now I wasn't sure what you liked for breakfast, so I have done some French toast, bacon and there are plenty of cereals. Help yourself." "Thanks, it looks great." I was working my way through my second piece of French toast, when something occurred to me. Cat was sipping coffee and reading the paper opposite me. "Cat, I am going to need my dress and underwear if we are going out." "Your dress is still in the washer, I forgot to turn it on last night. You can borrow something of Nora's, you are about the same size." "Nora?" "Nora is our daughter, she's at college, she won't mind if you borrow something." "I didn't know you had kids." Odd I knew how she liked her pussy licked but not that she had kids. "Yes, three. Luke is the eldest, he's 23, he lives in the city. Nora is in the middle, she is 20. She's doing her Masters in English lit, wants to teach. And then my baby Matt, he's 19 and doing business studies. I think. He changes his mind so often it is hard to keep up." "You sound very proud of them." "I am – they are good kids – but doesn't every parent think that. Anyway, Nora's room: turn right at the top and it is the once facing you at the end of the hall. She leaves stuff here so she doesn't have to carry it back and forth." I started to clear the table so she went on: "Oh leave that Tanya will be in soon, she'll tidy up. Go on. I'll follow you up, I just need to make a quick call." ~~~ Nora's room was very feminine and smelt of flowers with one wall was lined with wardrobes. I felt a little like an intruder and catching my naked reflection in the mirror didn't help; naked in another woman's bedroom, I was definitely out of my comfort zone, but yet it didn't feel wrong to be naked here in their house. Opening one wardrobe, it was about half full of skirts and dresses some of them very formal and dressy. Cat was right: we were the same dress size. The next wardrobe was also half full this time of trousers, jeans and workout clothes. The final section was drawers with underwear, tops and shirts. The sun was beaming in the window, so a skirt and top was probably a good option, I was looking through the rack when Cat joined me. "Oh I think another dress would be nice, I know the one I would like to see you in." She started flicking through the selection. "Ah here it is." It was a floral halter neck dress with a full skirt, it reminded me of the 1950's for some reason. "Here try it on." Nora must have been a bit taller than me, as the halter straps were very loose and my tits were more uncovered than covered. As I started to adjust the length, Cat spread the fabric, very deliberately holding, squeezing and arousing my tits, my nipples hardened. "Beautiful!" "I think my bra straps will show and ruin the line of it. I suppose I could wear a cardigan." "Simple then, no bra." I stared at her, my tits may not be as large as hers at only a 36C, hers had to be at least a D, but I had not gone out in public without a bra since I was 12 when the local kids made fun of my budding breasts bouncing when I ran. But this was a new day, a new me and I have to admit, it did cause a frisson of something delicious to run through my pussy. "And knickers?" I asked with a wry smile, knowing the answer before she gave it. "Entirely up to you!" Her eyes twinkled, I kid you not, they twinkled. She added nonchalantly: "But I often get hungry when shopping, and may need to snack on something, quick and easy." "Oh!" I had tried playing her at her own game and lost. My pussy had been fucked before breakfast and now I was to be a lunch time snack. "Nice try!" She laughed as the blush on my face deepened. Turning me to the mirror she whispered: "Look. Look and see what I see: A beautiful woman, with the most gorgeous breasts and I know a wet and glorious pussy is under there waiting for me." She lifted the skirt and slid her hand between my legs. "See I was right." A pause. "But much as I want to fuck you again right now, we have shopping to do, come on." ~~~ "Dana, you gorgeous girl how are you?" "Cat, where have you been, I have missed seeing you." "I know, I know." From the outside the shop looked like an upmarket lingerie boutique, but the girl behind the counter was not like any of the lingerie assistants I had ever encountered. She was tall, taller than Cat, jet black hair, dressed in a short plaid mini skirt and a top that stopped just under her tits, revealing a tattooed stomach, more tattoos graced her arms. A beautiful goth running a lingerie boutique may not be unusual, but it was something I had never encountered before. And I couldn't work out why we would be in a lingerie store in the first place. Cat had just told me not to wear underwear, so why buy any? My attention was dragged back: "Dana, I want you to meet Sarah." A look passed between them, an arched eyebrow from Dana followed by a slight nod from Cat. "Sarah, welcome, it is very nice to meet you." I smiled: "Thank you, nice to meet you as well." "So Cat what can I help you with this morning." "I need a couple of things. First a starter anal pack – some plugs, small and soft to start and then I guess about 4 in increasing thicknesses and lengths. Oh maybe one with a jewel finish. That would be pretty. Sarah here is an anal virgin and we need to get her ready to take Doug." I was blushing and wanted the ground to swallow me up. "Oh you lucky thing, Doug filling your ass, you are in for a hell of a ride." "Dana, please, she is a little skittish at times." "Opps sorry, my bad." She didn't look sorry at all. "So I also need some new strap-ons. One vaginal, reasonably big, she takes Doug no problem, so something a little bigger. Do you still have those glass ones? I do like them. And an anal, again a few sizes so I can really stretch her. Oh some beads as well, vibrating would be good." Grinning at me she added: "She likes vibrating things." "Oh we are going to have fun, let me put the closed sign up. Cora is late again – she was at a party at Terry's last night." "Then she will be very late. Oh and a corset, I am thinking under bust or quarter cup, maybe one of each?" My head was swirling at her list: glass dildos, anal beads, plugs. Oh god. "Why don't you go and get comfortable and I will find what you need." Cat led me to a changing room, it too more suited to a high end lingerie boutique than a place to shop for a strap-on. "Panicking?" "A little." There was no point in denying it, she probably could see it on my face. "I could distract you." "Yes you could, very easily." "Oh sweetheart, you tempt me so much." She was stroking the side of my breast where the halter top didn't quite cover. "Look at how far you have already come. Yesterday afraid to get out of the cab, and now sitting here with tits hanging out, your pussy excited and probably soaking my daughter's dress." I was about to answer when Dana opened the door, she was pushing a sort of serving trolley. "I thought we would deal with toys first, I've brought you a selection. So here we have a set of plugs, as you can see, graded upwards. Wasn't sure how large you wanted to go. I don't have any jewels in stock at the moment, but I thought you might like to see this one. I just got it in." She held up a metal thing, it was kind of shaped like the others. Cat seemed intrigued. Dana turned the base, exclaiming "Et voila" as the top of the plug opened out like flower petals. "Ohhhh nice!" "Yup, once inserted it opens out creating a nice sensation, but here is the best bit." Turning it upside down, there was a small hasp." You put a small padlock or I suppose you could use a plastic tie and it cannot be collapsed and so has to stay in. Ingenious, don't you think?" Taking it from her, Cat turned it over in her hands, "A nice weight too. Oh I definitely want. Does it work vaginally as well?" "You know I don't know, I only got delivery yesterday and have not had a chance to experiment." "Shall we try it out?" "Great idea. I'll get you a fresh one and some lube." "Oh she won't need lube". Dana broke into a loud laugh. "Fabulous." I know I was a little shocked at the assortment Dana had brought in, but it still took me a few minutes to work out that they were talking about trying it out on me. When she came back Cat asked: "So I just insert and twist?" "Yup, you may need to push it a little, it can be stiff." "Oh why don't you show me?" Dana was going to insert it? My brain screamed but as always my body betrayed me and I was definitely staining Nora's dress. Dana was pulling on some gloves as Cat pulled up my skirt. "Scooch forward a bit, put your heels on the side of the couch. Knees nice and wide apart, my gorgeous slut." It did not occur to me not to do as told and soon Dana was on her knees in front of me with my dripping pussy inches from her face. "It might me a little cold." She ran her fingers up and down my crack saying she needed to make sure I was wet enough, but did she have to flick my clit? Cat was laughing watching. I felt the metal at my hole, it was cold. She pushed it forward and I felt every inch of it slide in, the cold base rested against my over heated pussy. She twisted it around a few times, her eyes laughing at me. "How does that feel?" "Emm nice." I managed to croak out. "So let's open it up. Oh hold on I have an idea!" And she pushed the entire toy into my cunt, her fingers following it in. "I wonder if I can open it now." Looking up at me, she asked "You don't mind do you? In the interest of market research." I couldn't answer, Cat had begun to idly play with my clit, idly for her, but I was melting against her. Dana's fingers were trying to turn the base of the plug. "It is so hard to get a grip, she is gushing." Leaning forward she licked, forcing her tongue into my hole. Oh god, a woman I had met less than an hour ago was licking my cunt and I was loving it. "There we go." I felt the toy bloom in my pussy, it felt like it was everywhere. I came, I couldn't stop it, the whole situation, two women playing with me in a changing room, Cat's fingers on my clit, a strange woman licking me and working her fingers inside. Fantasies were made of this. It was a hard and fast punch of an orgasm. "Oh how nice. You don't mind do you Cat?" "Be my guest." Dana began slurping at my pussy, her tongue darting, licking, the strange feeling of that thing inside me, another orgasm built and exploded on her face. "Oh she is a quick multi, you have struck gold Cat." "Indeed I have." For the next few minutes all the sounds in the room were Dana's slurps, my moans and Cat's low growl as she kissed me deeply. When Dana had sated her appetite for my pussy, she leaned back smiling, another cat who had feasted on my pussy cream. She told me to stand up and move around, she needed to see if the metal thing would stay put. Was she joking? I was a wreck, my legs were quivering from the onslaught of her mouth and having been in position for so long. But again, I did as I was told. I could feel it drop down, it felt quite heavy but then it stopped and as I shakily moved around, it stayed inside me making me feel incredibly full and aware. "Wonderful, I'll definitely take a few of those." A few? Why on earth would she need more than one? Then I realised, she planned on one in my ass and one in my cunt. "Pet, why don't you sit down and have a rest while I look at the rest of these wonderful toys?" I sank into the couch and watched through a haze as Cat assessed the length, girth and weight of various things on the tray. She seemed to know exactly what she wanted and set aside a number of items. Knowing that she was planning on using all of them on me at some point in the future was both scary and exciting. For some reason the image of Alice falling down the rabbit hole popped into my head and I laughed. "You ok?" Cat raised a quizzical eyebrow. I nodded and she turned back to the trolley. A knock on the door and a small pixie face peeked around. "Hi Dana, sorry I'm late." Then a screech: "Cat, oh god how wonderful to see you. I've missed you so much." She was in the door and hugging Cat before I could even blink. "Hi Cora." Cat's voice was a little cold. She was not returning the hug. Dana stepped in, "About time Cora, please go and open up, I closed to take care of Cat." "But I can do that, I know what Cat likes. Don't I?" Cat ignored the comment and held out her hand to me. "Cora this is Sarah." The pixie watched me as I took Cat's hand, she had red hair, that alabaster skin that comes with it and she was definitely not pleased to see someone else there. The atmosphere in the room had completely changed. "Hi Cora." I tried to make my voice as friendly as possible. "Oh. Hi." She was definitely not pleased to see me. "Cora, please go and open up." "Okay, keep your cool, I'm going." When the door closed, Dana apologised, Cat waved it off and suggested that it was time to look at corsets. Dana said she would be right back with a selection. I didn't ask, but Cat volunteered: "Cora wanted your position. We spent one night with her, about 6 months ago and have regretted it ever since." "Why?" "I told you, Doug and I are a couple, we are a team. We may have fun separately, but we are always a team. Cora couldn't accept that. She wanted me and not Doug. That was not going to happen." "Oh I see." "I am sorry, I called ahead to make sure she wasn't here and I thought we would be out of here before she arrived. I'm sorry." "Cat, you have history, I know that. It's fine." "Thank you for saying that but it is not fine – we were having fun. It was so delicious watching Dana and you. I wanted to push you on the floor again and ride your face while she ate you, but I would have missed seeing your expressions." "Oh hold on, you rang ahead? So Dana knew you were bringing me in? And you knew she would ...?" I let the question hang. "Guilty as charged!" Her smirk turned to a concerned look. "You are not angry are you?" "No, no, how could I be angry when you have made another fantasy, real. " She hugged me tight and I whispered: "Let's see if we can bring back that fun. Wait right there." I found Dana, got what I needed and went back. Cat was standing pretty much where I had left her. Going to the trolley I chose the small butt plug, flicked open the lube and handed both to her before bending over the arm of the couch. "Please begin stretching my ass, so I can take your cock and your husband's." Looking over my shoulder I could see Cat was smiling broadly. "That would be my absolute pleasure my gorgeous slut. But first shopping has made me kind of hungry." Kneeling down behind me she began to lap at my cunt. Moving around with the metal plug still buried inside me had started my juices flowing again. As she licked and sucked, two things happened at once. I heard the door open and I felt her finger pressing at my hole. I had read about anal and so tried to relax as much as possible, not easy with a tongue dancing around my clit and knowing we were being watched. "Oh you ladies are busy, I can come back later." Cat raised her head. "No Dana, wait. This beautiful woman has just made me an offer that I want to get her home and take her up on, as soon as possible. Can you pack up the things I set aside? The corset fitting will have to wait." Weekend Plaything Wanted "Sure Cat. Why don't I pack up some of the corsets and you can try them on at home?" "Thanks Dana, that is very kind of you." She put the lube and the small plug back on the trolley. "We will be out in just a few minutes." "Sit down sweetheart, we need to get that plug out of you." After much poking and prodding, a few expletives and licks, Cat managed to remove it. "Now, let's go and start stretching that ass. At the rate you are going, you will be ready for Doug by dinner." ~~~ The ride home was quiet, my head was full of thoughts. Despite my certainty when talking to Cat this morning, I began to wonder if I was going down the rabbit hole too fast. So much had happened in less than 24 hours, I had eaten a woman, had been eaten by two, been fucked by a man I had just met. There was going with the flow and then there was being reckless. 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? Maybe they should remain just in the imagination. ~~~