Something felt different, not in a bad way, just different.
Cam started his day just like any other, oats and coffee for breakfast, a couple of hours on the work laptop before heading out for some client presentations. On his way home he stopped by the liquor store to restock after the weekends party. He recalled how it had been quite a while since their friends, Alex & Ida, Chris & Suzy and Luigi & Ellen had all been round. They shared all brought some food and shared a mixed buffet. Alex was always one to push the boundaries with some hot chilli challenge and this time was no different. A mix of red and green bird chilli, habanero, and jalapeno, with seeds, all mixed into the cheese coleslaw. Chis & Suzy would never rise to the taste test, always telling everyone how they are counting their macros but then proceeded to drink like fish all night. Cam on the other hand was usually first in, never backing down to a challenge and even though his lips might swell, eyes stream like a he's peeled onions for an army and no amount of milk will help him recover anytime soon. Everyone would roll around with splitting sides by his reactions, sitting and standing, standing and sitting, in and out of the fridge for more ice, running all the way around the garden as if, this time, he will find the answer to stop the volcano building in his mouth, dribbling while shouting how he will be easier next time because it’s not as bad as last time.
It was not far of the journey back, so Cam decided to detour via the liquor store. The shelves were full and ready for the flood of customers coming their way after the weekend, so Cam grabbed a cart and followed his usual trail around the store. Always knowing that it would be Sambuca, Vodka, Run then Brandy that lined up in his trolley. Bacardi and Tequila also required after some tragic losses in a game of Never Have I Ever, the less said about that the better maybe.
Cashier paid, car loaded and it’s time for home. He pulled up at the house, gathered the bags and entered the house.
"Hi honey “he shouted. He always shouted with a pleasant greeting on entry to the house. There was no response. "Babes I'm home" he shouts again. Still a silence. All the drinks put away he wondered all around downstairs to find it void of anyone. Cam checks his phone to see if he is missed a call or message to explain why no one was home. No missed calls, no missed messages, the light from the screen highlights on his bewildered face. He was only around for dinner on a Sunday before he would return home to his apartment. Where was everyone? What has he missed? or probably more to the point, what had he forgotten? He deduces that everyone had gone out somewhere and simply does not recall for what or why.
It was obvious there was no dinner to be eaten so Cam quickly grabbed a chocolate chunk from the fridge before heading upstairs to grab his weekend bag. He runs upstairs with a spring in his step enjoying the flavour of his sweet treat. As he turns the corner of the top stair he begins to lower as to grab his bag but stops, his eyes catch sight of three black rubber objects on the pillow. You need to know that the bed was set, every morning with pillows perfectly positioned and scatters placed on their corners like a brochure photo for a boutique retreat hotel. Cam rises and walks over slowly to the bed. Looking at the objects on the pillow and glancing around the room he still feels the silence and an eery emptiness. After a second glance around the room, as if he were a child about to put his hand in the sweetie jar Cam reaches and grabs one of the mysterious black objects on the pillow.
BANG!
The door slams. Startled and shocks Cam jumps, his eyes widen as he finds her gaze.
"You didn’t think the kids were out for nothing did you?"
She stood there, a corset pulling her waist in so tight her ample bosom sat proudly on top of a quarter cup support. Cams eyes almost popping from their sockets and his mouth so gradually opening in awe. "Don't say anything!" she orders. Cam remains motionless still holding the black rubber toy he had grabbed from the pillow. "Now you know you’re not alone, but before you do know anything else, put that down and go get shower"
As Cam walks past, his gaze ran up and down the sexy figure before him. Still puzzled as to what is going, he remained silent and di as he was told. A few minutes later he returns from the bathroom with a robe to dry his dampened body.
"Darling" he pauses "What's happening, I mean you look beautiful and this is one hell of a surprise but what"
"Shhhhhhh! No talking.............do you remember on Friday, just after everyone left you had that photo on your phone? You tried to hide it but I saw it"
“No, what photo? What are you on about”?
" It doesn't matter, you've intimated it to me more than once before anyway and tonight your training will begin, it will begin with this"
"Yes, it’s an Anal training kit"
Looking very nonchalant he says "Right, Ok, You know I've never backed away from a challenge so bring it on, don't know why you have three sizes, let’s work with the big boy"
Almost awkwardly they both kinda stare directly at each other before she says "Are you sure? Earlier when you grabbed this one, was it cold, warm, dry, wet, slippery or course?"
"What do you mean? “he asks.
"Earlier, before you showered, how did this one feel when you held it?"
"Warm I guess and yes kinda slippery, why" he asks with a frowned expression still stood at the bathroom door in his robe.
"Well, before you came back and before I dressed like this, I laid on this bed, grabbed this small one, lubbed it up and gave it a maiden voyage" As she spoke she actioned each and every instruction simultaneously and slowly began to lay back into the pillows and stretch out her legs. She continued to slowly narrate and demonstrate her motions. "Like I said, I lubbed it up and decided to try it in here" She pushed it against and into her glistening love box. She received no resistance; her mind had been thinking about this for more than 48 hours and it was obvious she had not finished creating her own story before his began. She moved it slowly in and out, rubbing the wings up and down then back inside. The small black anal training toy was visibly sticky and Can remained motionless, thinking, should I stay here, should I go over, what should I do........
“Huuuummmmmmmmmmmm” she moaned to herself.
"This is so much better with you watching and who said you could rub yourself"
"Sorry" he responded, like some child being told to stand outside the head mistresses office. Why did I just say that he thought and again, why am I just stood here. He knew why really, he was watching a show, a show he had never seen before and he wanted to see where it was going to go. The black toy was removed from her wetness, lubbed and dripping with her juice she lifted her butt and reached further round, stretching a little to the press this toy against her starfish. Her eyes closed again as she pushed with a little more force and then, pop, it was engulfed inside, swallowed whole. “Come here and show me what you do best when you’re not talking".
Quickly Cam rushed onto the bed and filled his face with here juices.
"I want you to move that around in me as you lick me inside out baby" She pushed herself deep into the pillows moved her legs a little wider and simply allowed herself to float away. This was times ten of the experience she had earlier when she practiced.
"Did you....... think......... they were....... for... you?" She finally managed to say. He did not talk, his lips, his tongue, his hands and fingers all busy making sure his beautiful, sexy, and fucking naughty angel was being pleased, as he continued, he felt something on the side of his cheek, jabbing him. It was the medium sized anal toy. "Push that in me, I want it in me" Cam grabbed the toy and never stopped teasing her clit with his tongue, he reached around and slowly pushed the toy inside her. Her back arched and she moaned in pleasure.
"STOP!"
"Why what have I done?" he asked thinking he had hurt her. "Pass me that here" Cam had the anal toy in his hand that he had been pushing into her quivering mound of love. "Lay down and stick your arse in the air, I was teasing you earlier into thinking these were just for me, now it’s all wet, it’s going in you" She grabbed some lube and pressed in into his rear pleasure centre. He remained motionless thinking and wondering what is to come. They had both played enough together to know he liked being touched back and had received a sneaky finger once or twice. This however is closer to the real thing, three or four times wider. She pushed it against him, this was not as easy as the smaller one was when she demonstrated, which remained tightly in place. She teased his hole and then instructed him "Push back against it, you’re not leaving until this is in you. Tonight, you will know what it’s like to be penetrated" she said clearly.
His eyes closed as he pushed back against the toy. However, this was happening he knew he had fantasised about this before and wanted to truly feel how it is to have another object inside for pure sexual please. "arrghh" he blurted at the widest part of this plug moved past his tight hole. It was in, it was nice and the initial pain was now a simple memory as his body filled with a pleasure had not felt before, it’s different, it somehow feels deeper and in a way they had suddenly connected on a slightly deeper level.
"This isn’t about just your pleasure now baby, you’ve not finished with me"
He shuffled around to continue licking. "No" she says "Fuck me baby, fuck me whist we are both anally fucked by our new toys".
Cam did not feel the need to be told twice. He positioned himself above her and began to thrust in and out. He could feel himself pushing against the toy that remained tightly in her and on each thrust forward it would almost feel like the same was happening to him from behind. They both enjoyed this new excitement and as their hearts began to beat faster, the panting became louder and faster. In between she cries “Don’t stop”. He keeps his rhythm intime with her moans, steady and long, their bodies tighten and simultaneously they each let out some short, orgasmic burst of pleasure, decreasing in volume and length as they expel a most pleasurable and unexpected amount of stickiness.
Cam falls onto her and she grasps him tight. He whispers, “That was amazing”. In between the heavy breathing she finds time to reply. “was, past tense? No, no, no, no, no, no. You’ve not finished”
“Now go grab a towel and clean up” Cam leaves the bed to go to the bathroom. Ooh, he is reminded of the plug he has in him as he takes each step. A wry grin appears in his face and his cock twinges with each step. He is enjoying this newfound pleasure but remains silent. Returning with a fresh warm towel from the bathroom heater he wipes and cleans any mess he can see. “All done?” she asks. “I think so”.
“Right I want you to massage me, remove this corset and massage me please” She had decided as he had performed so well and helped her to a whole new level of pleasure, he deserved some pleasantry. Cam grabbed the massage oil from the side table, it was not the first time theyd done this, slowly he grabbed each hook and removed it from the eyelet it was so tightly secured into. There, the last one unclipped and the corset fell to either side. She did not move so he did not try to drag it from under her. Warming his hands before putting in the oil he prepared to begin.
