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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