The Sex shop (revisited)   added 6 years ago    

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Months later, sitting at work, the email came through. You will want to see this, log on as normal.

By now I had become one of Sally’s top clients. I must have bought pretty much every toy she sells for males and several for females as she was prepared to demonstrate those on herself if I was prepared to buy them. Eve had become a fairly permanent fixture at these events too, and whilst no actual sex took place, there wasn’t much left that we hadn’t done to each other as long as it only involved Sally’s merchandise.

Anyway, the email arrived and I logged on to the website immediately. This too had become a fairly frequent occurrence. After a couple of months, I had been through every masturbation device, had every butt plug, or Thai beads used on me. They had picked me well, once those surgical gloves were on, wrapped around my hard dick, I was putty in their hands. No suggestion seemed too bizarre, I was up for anything they wanted, and they seemed to want to push the boundaries to see how far they could go.

This particular day had started as normal. Me naked in front of the large screen TV , an orgy going on in some foreign ancient city apparently, Sally’s hands wrapped around my bulging cock, massaging my full erection, another cock ring applied to the base of my prick, forcing the head to swell immensely, she judges the moment perfectly.

“I think you are ready for the next stage,” and with this Eve walked in, carrying not her usual array of vibrators, but one large dildo with a harness attached. She stripped quickly, and donned the strap-on. Kneeling between my legs, she lubed him up, and placed the tip against my anus.

“You know once you have accepted this, you will be our bitch for good.” I nodded afraid, but too turned on to refuse,

“ I think we passed that moment ages ago.”

As she pushed her knob into me I could feel it was a lot bigger than anything else they had tried, but just when I thought I couldn’t go ahead, Sally bent over and slipped her hot, moist mouth over the end of my knob. However great all her masturbation devices had been, they still weren’t a patch on the real thing. Her lubed hand slid up and down my shaft, whilst her lips clamped around his head, her tongue dancing over the glans doing wonderful things that I could only guess at. Every so often she would suck him in, and lick him with harder, driving me wild with excitement.

So totally involved was I with this unexpected sensation that I didn’t notice that Eve had shoved her cock’s head inside me and was continuing to push the rest of him up me too. My eyes flicked to the screen to see the same happening to some tiny thing, the cock in her ass pounding away whilst she sucked his mate off. I realised if she could take it so could I.

Before long Eve had settled into a rhythm sliding him in and out until I actually started to enjoy it, certainly along with the expert sucking I was getting, and I soon noticed the tell tale throbbing in my own knob, the swelling up that accompanies the feeling of spunk rising, until just as it reaches the top my knob contracts and then suddenly explodes shooting my semen straight into Sally’s eager mouth.

She continued licking and sucking, as I continued spurting my seed, each shot an ecstasy until that point when he becomes too sensitive. Sally didn’t stop then, neither did Eve, driving past the pleasure into a land where the pleasure was too much to take, the nerve endings too raw. I had always wanted to see what that was like, and now I found the conflict to be exquisite. All too soon though they stopped, and things began to calm down.

It was around this time that they told me of the web cams, one in the screen, one in the ceiling and one in each of the side walls. There was a secret website only known to those who passed this test or similar, and whenever the room was being used an email was sent to all of us to watch..

It was one of those invitations that I now received. I inputted my password. A choice of camera angles awaited and I chose the one on the TV as this was normally best to start with.

This time it was a woman, sat in front of the screen. Attractive with long black hair wearing a short dress, black pantyhose, long black boots and no knickers! I knew this last bit as I knew her very well, it was Anne, my wife. What the hell she was doing there I didn’t know, but she was definitely watching something on the screen, and judging by the absent minded way her fingers were lightly running up and down her thighs, she was enjoying what she was seeing.

Totally fascinated by the scene in front of me, I watched as the door opened and in walked Sally carrying a selection of boxes, containing vibros, dildos and I thought I caught a glimpse of a harness. Surely not for a first timer.

I saw Sally remove a vibrator from its box and show it to Anne. She inserted some batteries, turned it on and rested it on one of her thighs. Circling, slowly but surely she started to work her way up Anne’s thighs, following the line where they met, up to where her dress stopped and down again to her knees. Each time it seemed to go a little further, each time Anne’s thighs seemed to part, just a little bit at first, then more noticeably. It took a while but eventually gained Anne’s confidence until her legs were far apart enough for Sally to reach all the way up. Anne’s dress was rucked up now by her hips, covering nothing, her pelvis had thrust forward and the vibrator had reached all the way up between her legs.

I love the way her long legs look in pantyhose, it makes them seem even longer than in stockings, and I love the thrill of almost seeing everything but not quite. I switched to the ceiling cam, which was focused just right to see Sally manoeuvre the toy, buzzing Anne’s clit through her tights. Moving it up and down her slit, then back to her clit was obviously doing it for Anne, as she leant forward and pulled her dress off all in one motion, before laying back more to allow Sally full access.

It wasn’t long after that before her hips were bucking, her body tensing and I knew she was only moments away. I switched again to a side camera, as I knew what Anne coming look like and didn’t want to miss a bit. Her face screwed up in ecstasy, her body stiff as a board, her hands grasping her breasts, gripping them so tightly I was always sure she was going to pull them off, and then over the edge, relaxing into it, spasms hitting her again and again for well over a minute.

I knew she would want more and was not wrong, as soon as she was calm, I saw her point to the other boxes and pick out the biggest, one I knew to be called the Lex, after the black porn star on whom it was based.

Sally withdrew this huge black dildo from the box, Anne stood up took her boots and tights off and lay back, this time holding her knees to her chest. Her bare quim was exposed to the world, and I switched camera again, just in time to see Sally ease the first inch between her eager lubed lips. My own dick, hard all this time, finally became too much to bear. I unzipped him, let him out gratefully and whilst I watched my wife take this enormous dildo, wanked him hard and fast.

Sally just kept on pushing it in, every inch or so pulling him out but then pushing again still further, until it was buried deep inside her. With the other vibrator back on Anne’s clit, Sally fucked my wife in front of the cameras, slowly at first then building up speed until it looked like a large black piston raping her cunt. I flicked angles again, holding back my own orgasm, until that last second when I watched her arch her back, push hard down on that cock and launch into her second full cumming.

My cock spat at that same moment, pulsating relief at last for him and me, almost as long as Anne’s.

I stopped watching then to go and clean off, and by the time I came back “Lex” had been hooked up to the harness and Sally clad in just bra, panties and the strap on was riding my wife, driving her to orgasm after orgasm. I was still transfixed for the whole time, until finally she could take no more. They dressed and left the room, no doubt to pay for all the toys Anne had just bought.

When I got home, it was as if nothing had occurred. I couldn’t mention it obviously, and she chose not too I suppose. It turned out that she had noticed my credit card bills all to this one place, and had gone down there to find out what the hell I was spending all our money on. And now it turned out my bills were about to double!



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bikerjohnny    (2009-03-25 05:24:37)    Flag as inappropiate
bikerjohnny Glad to hear it, really gets me off turning other people on, will be working on a further episode, gone much further in my mind, just getting the guts to put it out there:-)
easypeasy    (2009-03-14 14:42:56)    Flag as inappropiate
Also really excellent, and now I'm incredibly turned on. I'd love to read more of this series! I like how you associate "manhood" with being able to take a cock--I like that and find it very sexy. :)


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