Saturday, 9 May 2015

Sexy Saturday: Making a deal with Debbie

Making a deal with Debbie

I'd been seeing Debbie for eighteen months and in that time we had done everything possible together in the bedroom, everything that is except for one thing. Although we'd talked about it, watched adult movies featuring it and spent hours looking at pictures of it we had never had anal sex, because she told me she was too scared to try even though she told me she would love to.
The real reason for her being scared though finally came out one night, whilst we were watching yet another anal porn movie. It was, she told me, because an ex forced her to do it once, telling her she would if she loved him only the experience had hurt her so much she finished with him that night and vowed never to let another man stick his cock in her ass, no matter how much she loved him.
However I had come up with a plan, which I hoped would make her feel a lot more at ease with receiving, a plan which meant that I would also have to bite the bullet and do something I had promised myself I would never let anyone do.
I first brought up the idea whilst we were watching, yet another, adult movie and saw one of the women in the film walk into the bedroom, wearing nothing but a strap-on, as a guy lay back on the bed totally naked, his legs spread and lifted off the bed. For the next twenty minutes neither Debbie or I said a word as we watched the woman slowly push the toy into the man's ass, stroking his cock slowly as she did, until she was buried as deep into him as she could get.
By the time the film finished, the man had come forcefully all over his own body and the woman had eased the toy from his ass, I was harder than I had ever been and judging by the sweet smell that had started to emanate around the room it was a fair to say that Debbie was as turned on as I was.
Turning to face her I had been unsure what to say yet I needn't have worried, it was Debbie that had spoken first.
“Fuck that was hot, babe”
“Bet you'd like to try that someday.”
“Would you really let me? I would let you if you did.”
“Don't be daft, Deb, I would never expect you to let me after what you told me about your ex.”
“Please, baby, you know I really want to let you, we've talked about it enough, I'm just scared. However if you let me fuck you first, are gentle when you're fucking me and you stop if I ask you to, I do want to.”
“Tell you what let's turn everything off, go to bed and sleep on it. See how you feel in the morning.”
“I'm all for going to bed but I'm not ready to sleep not after watching that.”
As she spoke Debbie flicked the TV off, took my hand and led me up to our bedroom before stripping off, laying down on the bed naked and begin stroking her shaved pussy.
“We'll sleep in a bit. Now though I need you to fuck me like you have never fucked me before.”
Hurriedly I tore my clothes off, joined her on the bed and, for the next few hours, we made love; hard the first time but slowly and passionately after that, until we were both too exhausted to continue any more.
“Now we can go to sleep,” Debbie gasped breathlessly, rolling off me, laying by my side and placing her arm across my muscular chest.

By the time I woke the next morning Debbie was already dressed, and just finishing applying her make-up.
“Come on, sleepyhead, we've got shopping to do,” she said with a smile, as she saw me sit up in her mirror.
“What time is it?”
“Ten. Now come on, get up and get dressed.”
“What's the rush?” I asked swinging my legs off the bed and standing up.
“The rush is I haven't changed my mind. In fact I want what we spoke about even more now than I did last night.”
Walking in to our en-suite bathroom I showered quickly and wandered back into the bedroom, where Debbie had already got me fresh boxers, socks, jeans and a t-shirt out and laid them out on the bed.
As I dressed Debbie continued to watch me in her mirror and I could see, from the way she looked at me, that she was serious about what she wanted. Eventually I was dressed and, following her downstairs, I grabbed my wallet, mobile phone and keys from the hallway table, opened the front door and followed her outside.
The day was clear so we decided to walk, instead of taking the car. Slipping my fingers into hers we began the walk towards town, holding hands like a couple of lovestruck teenagers, eventually arriving at the shop we wanted thirty minutes later.
As we stood outside staring at the blacked-out window, the only indication of what type of shop it was the warning on the door, we looked at each other.
“Are you sure you really want to do this?” I asked putting my arm around her waist, pulling her close and kissing her lightly on the lips.
“I'm sure. Now come on, let's just get inside, before anyone we know sees us,” Debbie replied, taking my hand and pushing the door open.
Stepping inside I was stunned at how bright it was. I don't know why, stereotype I suppose but I was expecting a dark, dingy, slightly seedy place with a scruffy older male behind the counter. Instead, to my total shock, we were greeted by a cheerful hi from two twenty-something year old women, both wearing skin-tight black leather trousers and tight black t-shirts, with the shop logo emblazoned in the center.
“Would you like some help?” One of the women, a blonde, asked as the two of us made our way nervously passed shelf after shelf of toys of all different, sizes, shapes and colors.
“N-N-No, thank you,” I stammered quietly.
“I'm guessing it's your first time in a shop like this,” the other woman, this one brunette, said.
“It is, yes,” Debbie chipped in, surprisingly cheerfully, her eyes sparkling as she scanned the shelves, looking for what we wanted.
“Well if you need anything don't be afraid to call out, we won't bite.”
Debbie smiled at the woman's response, before suddenly gripping my hand and dragging me towards the far corner of the shop.
“Here we go, just what we are looking for.”
I stared at the shelves and swallowed hard, there were that many strap on devices, of varying different lengths, thicknesses and colors and felt my ass tighten in fear at the thought of Debbie easing one into me.
“Fuck me. Who the fuck would be able to take this?” Debbie suddenly bellowed out, causing the two women behind the counter to look in our direction, as she picked up a large black toy at least twelve inches long and as thick as my firearm.
“Put that down, Deb, there's no way we're having that one.”
“Oh, spoilsport,” Debbie giggled, placing the toy back on the shelf, before picking up another.
This time she chose a flesh colored one, roughly the same size and thickness as my cock but still I wondered how the fuck she was supposed to get it inside me, without me screaming in agony. Still a promise was a promise and, if wanted her to let me fuck her ass, I was going to have to let her do me first.
“Okay that one will do, but you better stock up on lubrication as well,” I told her. “There's no way your fucking me without plenty of that.”
Taking the toy, as well as a harness to attach it to, we made our way back to the counter picking up three bottlers of lube, an anal douche, for hygiene reasons and a twelve-pack of condoms.
Placing everything on the counter I saw the blonde look at me, before turning her attention to Debbie, a knowing smile forming on her lips.
“Is that everything?” The blonde asked scanning each item and dropping them into a plain white carrier bag.
“No, that's it, thanks,” Debbie replied as I fumbled in my back pocket for my wallet.
“That will be £85.94 please.”
Taking out my credit card I handed it across and waited, until the woman had taken the payment, then took it back and slipped it back in to my wallet.
“Thank you,” I mumbled, before taking Debbie's hand and turning towards the door.
“Hope to see you both again soon.”


As we walked back towards home, I clenched the bag tightly in one hand and held Debbie's hand with the other.
“Did you see the way the blonde kept looking at you, then whispering to the other woman?” I asked.
“No, why?”
“My guess is she fancied the fuck out of you, that's why.”
“Fuck off, babe, she didn't. She more than likely just knew what we wanted the toys for.”
“I'm telling you, she was hot for you.”
“Pack it in, babe, you're embarrassing me.”
“I'm just saying that's all,” I told her, gripping her hand a little tighter. “But, just out of interest, would you?”
“Would I what?”
“You know what.”
“No, I don't, you tell me.”
“Stop fucking about, Deb.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
“Would you fuck her? There I said it.”
“No, not now, besides it's a few years since I had sex with another woman.”
“You what! You never told me that.”
“Well you never asked.”
Dumbstruck by her admission I didn't say another word for the rest of the walk home, instead just picturing Deb and another woman, writhing about naked, making each other come multiple times.
By the time we arrived back at ours the throbbing inside my trousers was so bad it was uncomfortable, yet I just couldn't shift the image of Debbie, her head between another woman's thighs, eating pussy and I unlocked the door, hurried her inside and straight up the stairs.
“Somebody is eager,” Debbie said as I slammed the bedroom door and pushed her back on to the bed.
“It's your fault for telling me about your secret lesbian past on the way home.”
“It wasn't a lesbian past it was nothing more than a six month fling, whilst I was at uni.”
“Still the thought of you with another woman has given me a hard problem, which needs solving.” As I spoke I undid my trousers and eased them and my boxers down, to reveal my rock hard cock to her as she slipped her jeans and panties down and off one leg.
Seeing her laying there, her smooth pussy exposed and glistening, I dropped to my knees and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Slowly I started to kiss from her heel all the way up her legs, before lightly kissing her wetness. Debbie gasped as my lips touched her and that was all I needed to hear, With two fingers I gently parted her lips and began running my tongue over the full length of her opening, stopping only to flick my tongue over her swollen clit.
“Fuck babe, just fuck me,” Debbie gasped as she placed her hands against my head and pushed her pussy against my mouth.
I didn't need telling twice and I moved up, to between her legs. Stroking my hardness I moved forward, slowly pushing the swollen head of my cock, easily, into her tight,wet, pussy. Once I was buried deep inside her Debbie wrapped her legs around my back, crossing her ankles as she did, as I began to thrust back and forth slowly.
I knew that, as horny as we both were, neither of us would take long to come yet that didn't matter, there was plenty of time to make it last later. Quickening my thrusts Debbie's groans became louder and more erratic as she neared her orgasm and as she screamed out in ecstasy I felt my balls tighten, before my cock twitched and I began to fill her with my seed.
Once I was completely drained, and with both our bodies dripping with sweat, I eased my cock from Debbie's pussy and rolled on to my back.
“Fuck I didn't expect that the minute we got home,” Debbie gasped breathlessly as the two of us just lay there.
“Told you, it's your fault.”
“Yeah right, babe, but I think we ought to go and get showered, then it's my turn.”
With that Debbie got up, stripped the rest of her clothes off and headed into the bathroom.


Whilst Debbie filled the bath I finished undressing and then tipped the bag we had come home with on to the bed. As I stared at the strap-on my ass tightened yet again and I began to get nervous at the thought of Debbie coming towards me, with it jutting out from her crotch like some sort of medieval torture device.
“Bath's ready, babe, and don't forget to bring that douche with you,” Debbie finally called out from the bathroom.
Picking up the packet with what she had asked for in I headed into the bathroom to find Debbie already laying back in the water, the swell of her breasts just visible through all the bubbles.
“Here you go,” I said handing her the packet and stepping in to the bath with her.
Easing myself down in to the water I watched Debbie's face as she read the back of the packet, the smile forming on her lips telling me she liked the idea of using the douche on my ass. But suddenly she put the packet down.
“That can wait,” she whispered as she reached under the water, encircled my cock with her fingers and began to stroke me back to full hardness.
Gasping as she traced one of her nails lightly along the slit in the end of my cock I closed my eyes, and immediately pictured Debbie with the woman from the sex shop, making passionate love, whilst I was strapped to a chair and forced to watch yet unable to join the two of them.
As I continued to dream of the images in my head I felt Debbie's hand increase it's speed and quickly felt my balls tighten, my legs tremble violently and my cock start to twitch, as I began to come for the second time in less than an hour.
Debbie finally released my cock, once I was completely drained once again and reached over the edge of the bath for the packet she had dropped before stroking me to orgasm.
“Right time to get you ready, babe,” she purred as she tore the packet open and removed the douche. “I think though that this will be easier if you get on your knees and I step out of the bath to give you more room.”
Placing the douche in the bath she filled it before climbing out and waiting for me to get in position. As soon as I was in position with my ass in the air Debbie eased the thin end of the douche into me and squeezed the water-filled bulb she was gripping.
“Clench your ass tight for a few seconds before relaxing and releasing the water, baby,” she said as she filled the douche for the second time.
Doing as she said I counted to five, in my head and then relaxed, the water leaking from my ass as I did so. Only as soon as I felt empty I could feel Debbie parting my cheeks and inserting the douche for a second time.
Fifteen minutes, and half a dozen full asses of water later, Debbie slapped my ass.
“That should do, now get dried and get in that bedroom, fetch me the strap-on and then go back and wait for me” she said, with an air of authority in her voice I'd never heard before.


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