Fantasy Overload
Old Barabus
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Part 3
It has been two weeks of great sex since our last visit to the storage unit. I decided to give Samantha time to digest what had happened and to sort her feelings out, or so I kept telling myself. I was thinking about what Samantha had said and where this might be heading. Now as I looked back on it, it was probably me more than her holding back.I decided nothing ventured nothing gained; it was time to move ahead and see what the future held for us. I started slowly pressing her during foreplay when she was the most excited and likely to talk about what she might feel like doing on the fur-covered table. It was taking more time than I thought getting an idea of what she wanted and was ready for. I could get her so close to telling me and then she would have an orgasm so intense she would almost pass out. Whatever she was thinking and not sharing with me, was what I had to find out. After the 4th time of using this method Samantha looked me in the eye, smiled and said nice try but your going to have to do better than that, she was onto me. Samantha snickered and went to get a shower, Argh, now what dangit. It dawned on me then, this was her game and she had been patiently waiting for me to make the next move. Samantha had told me many times I could be dense when it came to reading her.
I put a hurt look on my face and followed her into the shower acting like I had no idea what she had meant. I worked up a good amount of suds in the body-wash sponge and lathered her up so I could glide my hands along her body. I started kissing her neck and nibbling her ears, as I explained that both of us had used the same method many times during our love making to intensify both our passion and orgasms. While I softly ran my foamy hands over and around her breasts, down along her sides and over her hips, Samantha sighed and leaned back against me, soaking up the attention I was giving her. As I reached her hips I leaned back, drawing a good amount of suds along her ass cheeks at the same time lathering my cock. I then spooned her rubbing my cock in between her ass cheeks, while running one hand up and around her stomach, the other to her breast rolling her nipple between my fingers. Samantha pushed her ass back harder, squeezing her ass cheeks around my cock causing me to loose my train of thought. With my resolve gone, I was loosing it and fast. The approach that had been working well up to this point was now quickly heading for the rocks. I wanted, no, I needed to know what she wanted from me as far as the fur table went. I told Samantha I was going to shoot my load soon if she didn't let up and this just set her off. She squirmed and squeezed her ass cheeks against me and I moved both hands to her breasts alternating between tweaking and rolling her nipples between my thumb and finger. As I shot my load Samantha moaned and came hard, her quivering body turning rubbery and with all the thick soap foam I almost didn't catch her. I lowered us down to where we were kneeling, letting the water rinse us off as our breathing and heartbeats returned to normal. I knelt there holding Samantha close basking in the feelings this woman I loved so much gave to me.
When our senses returned we rinsed off what soap was left between our bodies and climbed out of the shower. While I slowly dried her off, I reminded her that we had shared our thoughts during the day to excite the other and let the other know that the flame we had still burned bright. That it had almost always been a mutually fulfilling experience and now it appeared to be somewhat one sided. Samantha agreed that, that was true. Then Samantha surprised me by saying things had taken a turn ever since we had gone to the storage unit the second time. That she had found something very erotic to her and that she was using it for her own fulfillment, and that until she was convinced I could cope with it, she was not going to tell me. With a WTF-just-happened look on my face, I helped her into her lounger. Samantha asked me what I wanted for lunch as she left the bathroom and all I could say was it didn't matter, and I would be right down as soon as I got dressed. I thought about it while getting dressed and heading downstairs. I decided I wanted more but what was the more she wanted, and could I live with it.
When I came into the kitchen, Samantha looked up at me from where she was preparing our lunch, as if she was considering telling me something. Whatever it was she must have changed her mind because she asked me to make some iced-tea, and went about finishing lunch. When she was done, she asked me to help carry everything outside onto the veranda where she had set the picnic table for our meal. I watched her while she watched me, as we ate our lunch in relative silence, only sharing polite small talk about the weather and our jobs. I had hoped that with what I had told her she might reconsider saying something about it. I was still in shock by what she had said as she left the bathroom and was going to ask her about it just as the phone rang.
Samantha got up and went to answer the phone while I sat there and pondered my next move. I know what I had said hit a nerve, but she had also made it clear that the ball was in my court now. Also making it clear that where we went from here had to be on my say so. But all I could think of was what if what she wanted was not what I wanted or could deal with.
Samantha came out with the phone asking if I minded if Liz and Ted came over tonight for dinner. Ted said he would bring the steaks and salad if we would take care of the wine coolers. I told her it was fine by me if it was ok with her. She told Liz 5:30 would be fine. I asked Samantha if she wanted to go with me to fill the grill propane tank and get the wine coolers. She said no Liz was coming over early to look over some idea's she had about changing our rec room around. I asked if two six-packs of coolers was fine and she said it was cheaper by the case. Ever since Ted and I had finished the setup in the storage unit Liz and Samantha were spending a lot more time visiting each other than they used to. When I asked Samantha about it she would brush it off as nothing special, changing the subject so I had stopped asking.
It had to be one of those days, when I reached for my wallet to pay for the propane refill I found out I had forgotten it at the house. So I rushed back to the house for my wallet. When I got there Samantha wasn't out back so went upstairs to get my wallet and went looking for her so she would know I would be late coming back. I could here her talking so I figured she was on the phone until I heard Liz. When I got closer to the rec room, I could hear what they were talking about. Talk about a shock, Samantha had always been shy and closed mouthed about sex and her past but for some reason that's exactly what she was now doing with Liz.
They were talking about a threesome, two women working on one guy. Samantha was telling Liz about a time that she had tried it before she married me. I stopped dead and listened closely. Samantha said that she had asked her older sister, who was still pretty wild when I first met her, to help her with a fantasy she had about driving her old boy friend nuts. What it consisted of was blindfolding and handcuffing him to the headboard. Then one at a time teasing him relentlessly by sucking his cock to the point of almost coming and then running an ice cube up his inner thigh to his balls, wilting him and then starting all over again. Samantha said they did this for about 20 minutes before taking turns climbing on his cock and riding him while holding ice cubes to his nuts. Laughing she said her boyfriend was straining and thrusting up so hard he almost knocked her off him twice. When she decided it was time to finish him off she had her sister sit on his face and told her boyfriend he had to finish her off first before he got his. He got down to licking quickly until a couple minutes later she climbed on top of his cock while her sister was seated on his face. Samantha said he got a shocked look on his face and stopped licking until Samantha told him he better not stop licking that pussy. If he didn't get that pussy off, he could leave and not come back. Later her sister told her he was the best pussy-licker she ever met. His tongue was moving so fast, up, down, around, as well as in and out of her pussy. She had gotten off three or four times before he came in Samantha's juicy sounding pussy. She never told him who had helped her that day. She broke up with him shortly after she had met me. Samantha said she was had been thinking about doing something similar to me or maybe having two guys do her if I ever made up my mind. Liz offered to help her if she did decide to, or maybe Samantha would consider helping her do something similar to Ted. It could be their little secret. I stood there waiting to see what Samantha's answer would be. What Samantha said was a bit of a shock, she said she would think about it, and asked Liz if she had ever done or thought about doing a woman. Liz laughed and said she had once and would consider it again if it were with the right woman.
I snuck back to the back door, and opened and closed it loudly hollering for Samantha asking her if she had seen my wallet. I headed for the rec room where I knew they were. When I got there, they were both flushed. I told Samantha that I had filled the propane tank but when I went to pay for it, my wallet was missing. Samantha said it had fallen on the floor next to the dresser and said she would get it. Liz asked me to make sure I got some of the new Peach wine coolers, as she and Samantha had been drinking those as of late and not the Blackberry ones. Liz asked me if I got excited about what they were talking about. I asked her what she meant, and she pointed out the doorway into the hall. When I acted dumb and moved to where she was and looked out into the hallway, CRAP caught again. I forgot about the mirror hanging on the far wall, which showed right where I was standing when I was eves dropping on their conversation. I heard Samantha coming down the stairs and asked Liz if she would not say anything to Samantha until I talked to her later. She whispered ok as I went to meet Samantha to get my wallet. I thanked Samantha and gave her a kiss as I headed out the door telling her I would be right back.
When I got back to the refill station, I bought an extra tank and had it filled so I wouldn't have to do this again. No more hurried runs. The distributor was on the way back so it didn't take long to get back. Setting the new tank in the corner of the garage out of the way I took the old tank out connecting it to grill and got it started. I put the whole case of wine coolers in the patio fridge, checked the grill making sure it was going good before going to look for Samantha. I found a note on the kitchen counter telling me that she and Liz had run to the grocery for some things and would be back soon.
I grabbed a wine cooler and sat on my hammock thinking about what I had over heard the two of them talking about. I was beginning to come up with a plan for our next step. Now if I could just make it workable with as few ripples as possible and stay inside my comfort zone. I was more interested in doing for Samantha than for me as always. When she got excited because of something I was doing for or to her, it got my juices flowing too. The plan would work if I could get Liz to agree to help me. Liz always acted like she had a good head on her shoulders but this was going to be asking a lot of her, especially coming from me.
Ted came over with the steaks and salad at 5 PM. The girls were still not back yet, so I told him he might as well put everything in the fridge until the girls got back and grab a wine cooler while he was there. Ted said he was curious about something and wanted to ask me if I had noticed that the girls were spending a lot of time together for some time now. When I told him yes and that I had asked Samantha about it, he asked me what she had said I told him that I had been told to more or less mind my own business. He said he had overheard them talking about the fur table in the storage unit a couple of days ago. When I asked him what they had said, his answer was somewhat vague and he hmm and haw'd for a couple of minutes. When I laughed and asked him if it was that bad, he said kinda. He said Liz was asking Samantha why we were leaving the table in a storage unit instead of putting it in our rec room and just closing it off to visitors. That way we would not have to drive over there when we wanted to use it. Since Ted had a vested interest in it, I had never considered that and asked him why he didn't speak up at the time. He said he was eves dropping and not a part of the conversation so he wasn't going to say anything. He also mentioned that Liz was upset with him at the time for something he had mentioned to her and wasn't going to add to his woes at that time.
I told him it sounded like he had put his foot in his mouth in typical guy fashion, nothing new for him. He laughed and said it sure wasn't one of his brightest moments that was for sure. I asked if there was anything else brought up and he said not really. He said that it was short notice but wondered if it was at all possible to use it that weekend. Until I got my plan worked out, we would not be using it. I told him I would let him know before they went home tonight.
We heard the girls coming and got up to see if they needed help bringing anything in from the car. I had been so busy thinking up a plan that I forgot Ted had already brought over a salad and it was in the fridge. So what had they gone shopping for? Samantha and Liz each had two bags of groceries, which they handed to us to carry in and went back out to the garage for another trip or so I thought. When they didn't come in right away, we headed back out to help. Samantha closed the trunk as we entered the garage and said that the bag she was holding was it. They looked guilty of something for sure but Liz grabbed Ted's hand and said they would meet us on the veranda. I told Liz the coolers were in the fridge out there and asked Samantha if she wanted one. She said sure so I told her I would bring her one in and help put the stuff she bought away as soon as I put the steaks on the grill.
Whatever Ted and Liz were talking about, they stopped when I got there. Ted asked if I wanted him to put the steaks on while I helped Samantha put stuff away. I told Ted to go for it, as I grabbed a wine cooler for Samantha and headed back into the house. This was not adding up but it could have been me. First, Samantha had shared something of her past sexual exploits with Liz, something she never shared with me. Second I had asked Samantha to go with me and she had said no, only to leave shortly after with Liz, leaving me with the impression that it was to get items for the dinner salad. Which if I had been paying attention instead of thinking up a plan on how to use the information I had overheard, I could have asked Ted if he knew anything about where they had gone and for what. It was too late to ask now.
I opened Samantha's wine cooler and handed it to her looking at the groceries she had taken out of the bags. She had done her weekly grocery shopping 3 days early, nothing sitting on the table or counters was needed right now. Sure some things we were low on but not out of, so it made no sense to make the trip today. When I asked her about why she had gone early, Samantha said she just needed to get out of the house for a bit and felt she might as well do the shopping while she was out. I told her ok and asked if she wanted to go out and set the table while I put the stuff away. I told her that Ted had started the steaks and that he had brought a salad and it was in the veranda fridge. I was watching to see what her reaction would be on finding out. She didn't bat an eye. I told her that Ted had also asked if it was possible to use the unit this weekend. She said if I had not made plans for us to use it, she had no problem if they did. Samantha once again looked like she wanted to say something but turned around and headed out. I asked if she still wanted her wine cooler as she had left it sitting on the table. All she said was Oh and grabbed it and out she went.
Once again I was standing there with a WTF-just-happened look on my face. I was going to have to get a plan in motion hoping that during or after I would get some answers. I wondered what answers might be out in her car trunk but dared not look right now. Maybe later after dinner I would be able to sneak a look. I quickly finished putting everything away and went out by everyone. Ted was pulling the steaks off the grill and Samantha and Liz had the table set so we all sat down to enjoy a nice meal together. When we finished dinner, the girls said they would clear everything and to set back and enjoy our wine coolers and the cool breeze that had picked up this evening. I wanted to watch for an opening to catch Liz off by herself to ask her some questions. So far tonight, when I tried to catch her alone Samantha had been quick to show up.
Ted was on his fifth wine cooler and starting to act like he had something to ask me but wasn't ready to spit it out. Things were beginning to get to me after all the weird comings and goings combined with what had been said already today so I figured why not. So I asked him right out blunt as hell, what was he wanting to ask me so badly. It took me three times, at the end almost to the point of being rude and asking him if he had lost his balls somewhere. He was stunned to say the least about my attitude. I had never been so rude to him before in the nine years we had known each other. He said that he was afraid it would offend me and had hoped Liz had brought it up with Samantha so he would not have to ask, but that Liz said it was his question, he had to ask. I said for god's sake man, spit it out. Spit it out he did, and he was right I would be offended by his question. He said he wanted to know if Samantha and I would be open to swinging with him and Liz, and maybe joining a neighborhood swing group they were in, all on the up and up, nothing behind a spouse's back. This man had just said he wanted to fuck my wife to my face and wanted my consent as far as I was concerned. I asked for it and I got it, right between the eyes. I told Ted that as far as I was concerned he should go home and sleep it off, he had to be drunk. Ted looked at me and said yea he probably was and got up and headed home. He wasn't too steady as he went but not bad enough for me to have to help him home. I felt like kicking his ass all the way over to his place. WTF, WTF, WTF, I had to be loosing my mind, that could not have just happened.
I figured I better go inside and tell Liz that Ted had gone home drunk, and to see if she might need some help getting him inside and tucked in. I found the girls out in the garage talking. I told Liz that Ted was feeling drunk and had headed over to their house. I told Liz also that Ted had asked about the storage unit being available that weekend and that it was ok with us. I told Liz that when she got home if she needed help getting Ted into bed that Samantha and I would come over. Liz and Samantha looked at each other for a second and Liz said that Ted would probably be sleeping on the couch when she got there. They must have noticed that I was pissed about something and asked if I was ok. I said sure, that I had never been around Ted when he was drunk before, and that it had surprised me was all. I left them standing there watching me and went to my den to think about all of today's events. I had only had two wine coolers but for some reason, I too was feeling its effects. I could not believe everything that had happened today. So I went and got a shower and told Samantha I was going to bed early tonight. Samantha came up and checked on me, saying sweet dreams as she tucked me in. And dream I did.
Early Saturday morning Samantha left for her hair dresser's, saying she would be a little later than usual as she was getting a perm today. I said ok, I could clean the garage out today while she was gone. I had been working for about twenty minutes when Liz walked in. I asked how Ted was feeling after the other night. She looked at me for a couple minutes and said that Ted was feeling ok, embarrassed but ok. I asked her if she wanted a drink of iced tea since I was going in for a re-fill on mine. She said no but if I had any of the peach wine coolers left, she would like one of those. I know there was some left so I pulled out a lawn chair for her to sit on and then went and got my re-fill and a wine cooler for her. When I got back to the garage I told her Samantha had gone to the hairdressers and would be running late getting back. That way, if she was looking for Samantha, she could come back later. She said no, that she had come over to make sure everything was still OK.
I told her that yea everything was cool, and that Ted had just shocked me. He was drunk and I sure wasn't feeling much pain either so yea we were good. Liz was making me nervous just sitting there, watching me work and not saying anything. As I was getting up the nerve to ask her about the conversation she knew I overheard she brought it up. Liz asked me why I didn't want Samantha to know I had heard what they were talking about. I don't know why to this day why I answered but I did.
I explained that while each of us knew the other had had sexual relationships prior to getting married, we had agreed from the start it was not open to discussion. It was in the past and should stay there. As far as I was concerned that was fine. What we did together was all that mattered anyway and we did not discuss what we do or did together with anyone. It was private and should stay that way. Liz was shocked by what I had just told her. She was so stunned that it took a couple of minutes before she said anything.
Liz said, so your telling me that you knew nothing about what she was telling me. I said nope, was all news to me. She took a minute and then asked me, if what you say is true about the past why did you listen in and not say something so she would know I was there and stop. It had been some time since I felt this way, the way you feel when your mom caught you red-handed sneaking a cookie. All you can do is wait, you know it's coming and all you can do is look guilty as all hell. This really made me look bad and I had to tell what was going on and why I did what I did. I told her it was because of my fantasy with the table in the storage unit. If Samantha could trust her, maybe I could too. I asked her if she would keep what I was about to tell her a secret between us only. She said she was the keeper of so many secrets and it would probably get twisted up and remembered as someone else's. So I went on telling her about how we had talked about our fantasies during our love making and that we had decided to leave them as such. Then I had taken one of our fantasies and added it to a session at the storage unit. It had been intense and the after affects had lasted weeks but Samantha had stopped talking about fantasies since the last time we had been there. I told Liz how I knew she had not stopped thinking about them, she had just stopped sharing them with me. I told Liz about all the things I had tried to get her to open to and how none of them was working.
Liz had sat there listening to me run on and on and when I finished she sighed and told me that it was probably her fault. When I asked her how it could be her fault, she said I might as well sit down for this. She told me that right after ours and their first time at the storage shed, Samantha had asked her if she would keep it private between us and them, not to discuss it with her friends. Samantha told her she did not want anyone thinking she was a slut for making love that way. It was new and exciting but at the same time very personnel to her. Liz told her she wished her husband had thought of it years ago. When we got back from the second trip, she and Samantha had discussed many different things between themselves of what they thought might be interesting to try. It was at that time that Liz had brought up what Ted had asked me. She said that Samantha had brought up so many things in their discussions that went with the swinging life style that she had indeed asked Samantha as Ted had asked her too. So she said that it might very well be her fault.
It was now my turn to be stunned. She asked me what my thoughts on it might be now. She was worried that I did not want Ted and her coming around anymore and she would loose a good friend in Samantha. She said that she and Samantha had grown closer than sisters and she was sorry if it had caused a rift in our relationship. I quickly explained that sooner or later this issue would have come up as we were headed for it already. I said that it seemed to be me holding things back and that was not what I wanted. I didn't know where it was going to end up but I wanted Samantha and I at the same place, at the same time. I told her I wanted to do things for and with Samantha but wasn't sure what Samantha would do afterwards. If we would still feel the same about each other when it was all said and done. I could not bear to loose Samantha over a fantasy. It was real life and real people if we went further with it.
She told me that if she could do anything to help to just let her know. I told her that I had an idea on how she might be of help to me. I told her I would tell her basics of what I was thinking of before she committed herself. Liz said that was fine, worst case she would say no. That from what she had heard from both of us it would not be the case. We had peaked her interest and she was all for helping either one or both of us, whichever it turned out to be. Liz pointed out that whatever we decided would be kept between those involved and nobody else. One of the better points of the swinger lifestyle, was that if someone said no, it was no and no hurt feelings. There was always the chance that someone else would say yes in their group. I told her that was something to discuss in the future, that so far I was having enough problems with what was on my plate. So I told Liz what I had come up with so far.
It would include only her and not Ted. I would not, in any way touch her sexually; it would be about pleasuring Samantha only. That while I had not been naked in front of anyone but my wife in some time I think I could I work with it. Samantha would be restrained and blindfolded. I would start off alone, making love to Samantha and after a certain amount of time, would start talking about a third party being there, doing something to her. At which time Liz was to take her place doing what, I had not decided yet. I asked Liz if she meant what she had said about being with another woman. She blushed and said yes, she was interested as long as I did not have a problem with it. I thought to myself that this was going to work out OK. I went on to tell her why I had asked her that. If all went well, Liz would be at one end while I was at the other. That it might be best if Liz was at least naked to the waist so Samantha would not notice when she replaced me between her thighs. I looked at Liz and asked her if there was anything she wanted to ask or say before I continued. Liz said as far as she was concerned so far it was fine with her. I went on to explain the rest of the plan. Samantha would not know in advance of a 3rd party or of what was going to happen. And if for any reason she said to stop we would and Liz was to leave quietly and discreetly, never to say anything about it, no matter what.
Liz smiled and said Ted would be envious if he knew and she was hurt but ok with me not touching her. Liz said she had wanted to see what I was like in bed ever since Samantha would not discuss me personally making love to her. She discussed all the others and what they did but never me, it was a closed subject. She did ask me which end would be hers at the end. I smiled and said I wanted to end at the top. Liz got a dreamy look on her face and said she had not been offered anything so sweet in some time. I asked her what she was going to do about Ted, because I did not feel right about including him without at least hinting or talking to Samantha about a second male working on her. Liz said she would just let Ted know she was going to be attending a couple in need and he would be fine with that. It was their code to each other, meaning it was a closed topic as to whom, and if the other said no, then it just didn't happen. No hurt feelings--that was the deal. There was to be no sneaking around on the other. It was just sex, nothing more, nothing less. Liz asked about toys and I told her I had all but one and would have it the next day.
I told Liz I would be working on the final plan and would get back to her after the weekend. If all went well, maybe it could be finalized by Tuesday. When I asked her what else she and Samantha had talked about she walked away, saying what kind of secret keeper would she be if she told. And how would I feel if she told Samantha what I had just said to her in confidence. I laughed and said I see your point. She said OK then looked back and asked me if I was looking at her ass. I cracked up laughing and went back to cleaning the garage.
By the time I had finished with the garage, I believe I had a workable plan figured out. Now I just had to get it all in place. I needed to check on latex sensitivity on the net because Samantha had been complaining about becoming tender every time we used the toys now. From what I had found out it is more common than most people believed, and I am glad she only had minor irritation and swelling, some of the other problems would have been really nasty. Silicone, I hoped would be the solution to this problem, until I went looking in the local adult stores. The cost of these toys was high; none of them carried any. They were comparable to high-end cyber skin toys, but nobody carried them locally either. After checking several sites I ordered three different sizes all in different skin tones. It probably would have been easier to just get the marbled bright colored ones but I preferred lifelike colors. I wanted something like the latex accommodator, which I had grown fond of, but it seems nobody made one in silicone form. I placed my order and paid the extra shipping to get it back before the weekend. I was hoping they would make all the difference.
When the order came in on Friday, I checked everything out. The special samples of lube they included were very small but lasted considerably longer. After looking at the smallest penis shaped silicone dildo, I went to the closet and took out the latex accommodator. I compared the sizes and decided to try cutting the phallus off the harness and sliding the silicone one into the hole left the harness. It looked like it would work well enough for now. All that was left was to talk to Liz and explain how I wanted the new toys used.
On Monday, Liz was free for an hour or so right after lunch. Samantha would be at the gym for her workout, and Ted would be playing a round of golf with his boss and some new clients. When Liz arrived, I told her that I wanted to show her the new toys, explaining when and how we would be using them. Liz agreed that the plan should work ok and made only one request. She wanted to try the toys out. I told her that after Tuesday when we were done I would order her in two of her choice, that even though they were dishwasher safe, I did not feel it was a good idea to share them. Liz giggled and said it would be no different than if Ted and I were taking turns switching between her and Samantha. She had a point but not one I wanted to hear. Liz had a firm, shapely body, with a nice set of titties but she wasn't Samantha. I ended up telling her to ask Samantha after we were done. I really wanted this to work and did not want to hurt her feelings.
That night I took Samantha out to dinner and a movie she had wanted to see. On the way home that night I told her I wanted to do something special for her at the storage unit tomorrow night, if that was ok with her. She asked for a prelim but I told her not yet. But, she would be getting her first hint at breakfast the next morning.
I got up early and made breakfast and placed it on a tray so Samantha could have the meal in bed. When I got back upstairs, she was just starting to wake up. I set the tray on her trunk at the foot of the bed so I could give her a kiss good morning, and let her know breakfast would be served to her here in bed today. She sat up and asked me if I would be joining her. I told her I had already eaten while cooking hers, but would be right back, so we could talk some while she ate. While I had set her tray up, I had placed the new toys minus the harness on the other tray, which I went to bring up now. As I sat down next to here placing the other tray between us, I explained that I believed I had found a solution to the discomfort she was having after we had used the toys. I showed her the pages I had downloaded from the net explaining what was probably happening to her. I then uncovered the tray showing her the new toys with the pages showing why silicone was a much better choice. She too, was shocked at some of the reactions people had to latex. Neither of us had ever heard of an allergy to latex before. I told her that I had bookmarked the search page I had done on silicone so she would be able to check what was available as well as looking at the printouts for the items on the tray. If they worked out as well as they were advertised, she should pick out some others that she wanted to use. She said the part about them absorbing body heat might prove interesting, because our old latex toys lost it.
I told her this was the first part of what I had planned for our evening, which would be starting about 6pm Tuesday evening at the storage unit. I asked her where she wanted to go to dinner afterwards and she said a simple home cooked meal would be fine. She asked me what else I had planned for her that night and I replied that she would have to wait for the next clue. She asked if I was going to give any of the toys a test run and I told her I didn't think that would be fair. When she started to ask why, I told her because I thought so. For the next day and a half, Samantha kept asking me for clues. Usually I would smile in reply and walk away, drawing it out. One of the times, I asked what hole she wanted which toy in. Then later I would walk up behind her and gently massage her breast, rub her nipples and ask if she had made up her mind where she wanted them. Monday night during foreplay, she asked me if there was any more clues. I told her that this would be the last clue. I asked her if she could remember all of the fantasies we had shared, and that something out of one or two of them had been combined and modified into one. It was a crappy clue but if it got her wondering about everything we had discussed, it should get her excited enough. Samantha started asking me a lot of questions with me only giving her this in answer. If she felt anything being done to her Monday night was to much, all she had to say was stop. I asked her unfairly if there was anything that we had discussed in any of our fantasies, she did not want to do or have done to her. She had twelve hours to think about it and let me know. Now the ball was in her court and she had to decide where we were not going to be headed.
I could tell Samantha was getting nervous as soon as she got up Monday morning. I looked at her and asked if she had thought of anything off limits for tonight. Anyone looking at her could see she was thinking hard but still not saying anything. I told her I was heading over to the unit, that she should stay home to consider what, if anything, she did not want to experience for herself tonight.
When I left for the storage unit I called Liz to make sure tonight was still on. She said it was a go on her end and I told her I was headed over to set the unit up for tonight. I asked her if she wanted to come by while I was there to go over everything again. She said she would meet me there in half an hour. While I was waiting for Liz to show I sterilized the drawers and put the new toys away. My thoughts of what I would soon be doing to Samantha while I installed all the coverings and placed the restraints where I wanted them had given me a very painful hard-on. I was wondering to myself why I had not done this tonight with Samantha sitting on the couch watching me set it up for her. I think it would have excited her just as much or more so knowing she would soon be lying here, experiencing something new.
Just as I started pulling it all off and putting it away, Liz walked in. She was puzzled when she saw what I was doing and asked me why I was tearing it down. It had looked like I was done setting up. I explained to her why and she looked down at my crotch and said I might have a point there. Liz said it looked like I might be in pain and wanted to know if I needed relief any time soon. I told her tonight would be soon enough.
I asked her what she remembered of our conversation. While she repeated what we had discussed, I pulled the accommodator harness out and showed her what I had done to it. When she asked me why I had modified it, I explained why I had done it. When I finished telling her, she asked me if I could give her the site so she could look it over. She said she had been having problems for some time whenever she had used condoms. Now it made perfect sense to. She had always thought it had been from the lube on them but it didn't make any difference when she had used the non lubed ones. Then she had blamed the talc on the dry ones. I told her that I had given the printouts to Samantha and maybe she could ask her for them. I asked Liz if she minded if I adjusted the harness to fit her now rather than having to do it later tonight. She asked me which item I wanted in it. I told her the smaller of the three to start with. Liz said that since she was the finishing act, unless she was sticking it in Samantha's ass she would use the biggest of the three, as she would be well lubed and ready for anything by that time. What she said made sense but I told her for the first time to use the middle one. Liz was amused but inserted the middle one into the harness turning her back to me and placed it on her chin. I was glad Liz's hair was in a ponytail so her hair was not in the way or getting tangled in the buckles as I was making the adjustments that were needed. As I noticed how uneven her breathing was getting she pushed her ass against me and rubbed it up and down against my aching woody. I told her that as nice as the offer was she better wait till she got home and have Ted put that fire out. She sighed taking the harness off telling me that I was the one giving her the problem, not Ted. All I could do was tell her I was very sorry about that but she had said she would help me not do me. We both started laughing and I told her it would take me maybe 15 minutes to set the table up another 10 to 15 till it would be time for her to come inside. Liz thought about it and said it would probably be better if she came inside after waiting 25 minutes. That way she could take off her clothes and adjust to the temperature inside, and strap the harness on and be ready to go when I gave her the signal. I asked her if she was sure she was ok with what we had discussed. Liz asked for my hand and thinking nothing of it as she got close. She used both hands on mine, spread her legs and placed my palm on her clothed pussy then asked if I could feel the heat through her pants. Red faced I pulled my hand away from her crotch and told her that my cock had felt the heat coming off her pussy through both hers and my pants. In my selfish need to get help with my plan, I had crossed a line I had had no intention of ever crossing.
The bad thing was I didn't care as long as what I had planned for my loving wife tonight went as planned. I asked Liz if she had their key to the door. She showed it to me and asked if I thought she could fit under the couch. I told her it would be too chilly on the cement floor, but we could move it back a little closing up the space behind it, so that she could hide behind it if she wanted to. Liz asked me to help her move it so she could see how much room was left for her. After we moved it she crawled behind it and peeked out both ends to see which end was best. Liz said she wanted to watch as much of the action as possible before coming out to join us.
The fridge was stocked, twelve fresh cut red tea roses were in each of the four vases I had brought with me, and Liz had wanted the potted rose bushes in her yard. They were almost to strong when they went into full bloom in here anyway. I told Liz that it seemed like a last minute detail but I had told Samantha that she could rule anything out before coming here tonight. I told Liz if Samantha had any misgivings I would call her on my cell phone. It was time to go back and see if Samantha had indeed decided if there was something she would say no to. As we walked out the door, I reminded Liz there was to be no talking on her part during the time we were in the unit tonight, unless asked to by me.
When I arrived home, I found Samantha with her eyes closed, soaking in a bubble bath. I walked up and knelt behind her whispering in her ear, had she thought of anything she didn't want. She didn't say anything until my hands cupped her breasts. While I thought she was just relaxing, she was either so into what she was thinking about or she had fallen asleep, because it had startled her. I asked her if she was ok and she stated that she had just been into a fantasy and didn't hear me come in. I asked her if she had heard me ask her if she had thought of anything, she said no and no. I told her it must have been some whopper of a fantasy to block out hearing me whisper in her ear. She blushed and giggled telling me that if I played my cards right, she just might tell me someday soon.
As we were driving over to the unit, I explained that I had decided not to set the table up yet. That I wanted her to watch me set it up for her while she sat and relaxed with a wine cooler. She asked me why it wasn't done already as she was so excited already and didn't really want to wait any longer. I explained to her how excited I got setting it up while thinking of what I was going to be doing to her that it had dawned on me that it might do it for her also. So I took it down and put it all away and she could watch me do it while wondering what I was going to do to her.
Samantha walked over to the fridge, got out a wine cooler and set it down on the end table. She then took off her blouse and skirt, revealing a very lacy peach-colored bra and panty set. She sat down, grabbed her wine cooler, looked at me and asked why I was waiting so long to set the table up. It took me a minute or two after seeing her get down to her bra and panties so fast to understand just how excited she was. I walked over to her and took a long pull from her wine cooler telling her I might have made a mistake by not leaving the table set up. Samantha said it was my bad and I should get moving. I could look at her all I wanted but no touching until her bed was ready for her. I quickly stripped and went to go set it up, but Samantha grabbed me by the short hairs and pulled my hard cock over to her mouth. She gave it a lick and a suck and said hurry, pushing me toward the table. I had almost lost it when she had sucked my cock into her mouth. How was I going to last long enough to see this through? I started taking long calming breaths as I worked but every time I would look over at her in that lacy peach underwear my cock would bounce back to attention.
When I finished with the table Samantha jumped up and came over and sat at the end of the table reaching to unclasp the front of her bra. My turn I said and moved her hands away running my hands over her bra-covered nipples. I thought they were extended before but they got bigger. She asked me to hurry; she felt like she was going to explode. I told her as I bent over to remove those lacy panties that she had almost had a load in her mouth when she had sucked my cock into her mouth earlier. She told me to back up then dropped to her knees enveloping my cock before I knew what was what.
Within moments of feeling her warm mouth, my toes curled and I shot a huge load. She finished cleaning me up and jumped up on the table saying I had fired the first shot of the night. I laughed and moved up to put the blind fold on her and restrain her hands. I placed her legs in the stirrups and secured her ankles. Taking my seat at the bottom of the table, I slid her bottom over the edge and moved the stirrups out so her thighs were spread as wide as I could and still leave her comfortable. I took a deep breath dropping down to within an inch of her pussy and exhaled on her waiting pussy saying and so it begins.
I glanced over at the couch to see if Liz was watching. She was sitting on the arm of the couch intently watching what was going on.
I bent and started paying homage to my wife's pussy. When I glanced down, I could see she was oozing fluid down the crack of her ass, a sure sign she was excited. Breathing in her scent deeply I slid my tongue into her pussy and up to her clit, swirling around it as she came hard, pulling at the restraints. It seems that both of us were totally aroused at the beginning. I pushed my tongue back into her pussy lapping up as much as I could. I was missing quite a bit as I heard it start to hit the catch pan under her. I moved back to her clit and inserted a finger in her pussy, working it in and out, quickly going to two then three fingers. She was that loose and lubed up. She was squirting juice like a river. I told her from the signs she was giving me I was going to need help putting the fire out. She said I just might, after all the teasing I had done to her since our last time here.
I went to motion Liz over to us and found her standing right beside me completely naked except for the harness she had on. I told Samantha I was going to get some help as I stood up. Before I could move away Samantha asked me if I had a load ready to help put the fire out. I looked to see if that would be a problem and Liz grabbed my cock. She pulled me up to Samantha, sliding it up and down her slit a couple times before placing it at the opening and pushing on my ass, sliding my cock into Samantha. I was still way too excited, as I hammered my cock into her causing Samantha to gasp and grab hold of the sides of the table with her hands, bearing down on me mercilessly with the muscles of her pussy. It took only three or four minutes and I was blasting a lode up inside her. Samantha moaned that she had come twice but had been on the brink of a third one as I bathed her pussy with my cum. I told her not to worry because she would be having a lot more before we were done tonight.
When Liz moved into my spot and started licking up our combined juices, Samantha moaned again saying yes, yes, yes. She said she had wanted to ask if I would do that to her sometime.
When Samantha was cleaned up Liz inserted the Silicone cock on the harness, pushing it in slowly half way, then pulling it out an inch or so, and then back in until she could reach Samantha's pussy with her tongue.
Liz was working Samantha's clit without letup, at the same time working her chin with the harness. I watched the dildo work an inch and a half, sometimes as much as two inches in and out of Samantha's pussy each time Liz would lick her. I moved above the head of the table and started to roll Samantha's nipples between my figures. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, asking if she was OK. She gasped that she was coming again, moaning and flexing against the restraints. I started nibbling on her earlobe while lightly pinching and pulling on her nipples. She really started thrusting her hips franticly against Liz's face.
Watching how Samantha was reacting to someone else eating her pussy, had given me another huge woody. I asked Samantha if she wanted a cock to suck any time soon. She asked me where it was. I slid her shoulders over so she could reach me.
When I again looked to see how Liz was doing, I got concerned. Her hair was soaked with sweat, her face covered in pussy juice and her eyes were glazed. When I motioned that I would take over she shook her head no and pointed at the other silicone dildos. I picked up both and offered them to her, not sure which she wanted. She pulled her head away from Samantha's pussy and pulled the dildo out of the harness, replacing it with the bigger one that had all the added bumps and swirls to it. She then placed it against Samantha's pussy and shoved the whole thing in at one time pressing her tongue flat against her clit and started lapping like a dog that had gone all day without water.
When I reached for the other two dildos to put them back, Liz grabbed the one that had been in Samantha's pussy and shoved it into hers, working it in and out like crazy. Was she a screamer when she came, I had no idea.
My wife was panting hard and trying to hold her pussy fast against Liz's face. I moved back up by Samantha's head and placed my cock against her cheek. When she tried to suck on it, she could only get about three inches in her mouth. Stuttering she said it wasn't going to work this way and asked me to release her hands so she could lean over and suck on my cock the way she wanted to. I told her no way was I letting her loose to see who was munching on her pussy. Samantha told me to climb on top of her and fuck her mouth then. Now damn it, she demanded, wanting to suck on my cock now! So up I climbed and stuck my cock in her mouth going slowly in and out. She moaned loudly and started moving her head franticly onto my cock. Samantha's body was bouncing around a lot when all of a sudden she started moaning real loud and clamped down on my dick scaring the shit out of me. I thought she just might bite it off.
On the first try at pulling out, she just bit down more and stiffened. I turned around to see what Liz was doing that might be causing this. I could see both of her hands moving. She still had the one dildo working in and out of her own pussy, but the other was below her chin. At first I thought she was shoving her finger or fingers up Samantha's ass, but looking harder she had either put the smaller dildo along side the bigger one in her pussy or she had worked it into Samantha's ass. Either way Samantha was coming like I had never seen.
Samantha was working her tongue around the head of my cock still locked between her teeth. As I came once again from watching, Samantha released me. I went back to pinching her nipples harder this time and sucked on her ear. Within a minute, she was once again coming hard working her pussy like a jackhammer against the dildos in her pussy and the tongue on her clit. She started a moan from way down in her gut this time then pulled against all the restraints and passed out.
I looked at Liz and all she did was smile as she pulled the dildos out of Samantha. She took the harness off and dropped it in the overnight bag I used to bring everything. I handed her some wipes to clean her face, neck and breasts.
Samantha was breathing evenly just like when she was sleeping. Her color was back to normal so she was OK. I gave Samantha a kiss as I whispered a thank you and hoped she enjoyed it as much as I had.
Liz was standing there watching me when I turned back to her and started dressing. She walked up and whispered in my ear that I had forgotten something. I was wondering what when she said unless I was going to lick her pussy clean she needed more wipes. I was hoping to get her out of here before Samantha woke up. Liz said she was going to have to talk to my wife about my manners. She said a gentleman would have at least licked her clean after all the help she had given. I thanked her for helping me, and gave her the print outs on latex. I told her I was sorry, but I had told her from the beginning that I would not touch her in any sexual way. I gave her a peck on the forehead and walked her to the door. As she walked to her car, I told her she did have a nice wiggle.
I closed and locked the door wondering if we would be spending the night here. Samantha was sound asleep. As I released the restraints she moaned and opened her eyes, looking around the room. When she didn't see anyone she went to sit up then cringed and lay back. I asked her if she had strained some muscles. She said it felt like all of them. She asked me if she had hurt me when she bit down and I told her she had put some pressure but not enough to hurt me, it did scare the hell out of me when she did. For a minute there, I had thought I was going to be dickless.
I opened the douche I had brought for after we finished, rinsed her out and cleaned her up. Dried her off and offered to help her up so she could get dressed to go home.
I asked her what she thought about the activities tonight. Samantha said she was shocked about some of it but enjoyed herself way too much, then asked me if I was going to tell her who had helped me tonight. I told her I would have to tell her sometime but not right now, maybe after dinner. Samantha said we could order pizza for dinner, and when we got home, she wanted to look at my bite marks. As I grabbed our bags and we walked to the car, I told her she knew where the bite marks were and that she could look when she was ready.
While we were waiting for the pizza to be delivered, I asked her if everything had been what she thought it would be. She said she had some questions about some of it. When I asked her what things did she have questions about, she said that the biggest thing was when her pussy was cleaned up after I had shot what felt like a cup of cum in her. I told her that while I had considered doing it a time or two, it had not been me. I told her to think about it while I put the silicone dildos in the dishwasher and turned it on.
The pizza kid finally showed up, so we sat down to eat. I asked her if she remembered the question she asked Liz right before I came in looking for my wallet. She asked me which one and I told her the one about if she had ever considered doing another woman. She got upset and asked me how much I had overheard that day. I told her that I had heard something about ice cubes but it didn't make any sense. She was watching me closely and it made me nervous. I asked her why she was upset about it. Now I was wondering what I had missed. I asked her if she was upset about having Liz help me tonight as I did not know anyone else I could trust to do what I wanted done. She asked me if Liz and I had done anything without her. I told her that I had told Liz in the beginning I would not touch her and Liz had agreed. I also told her that Liz said she was going to complain that I was not a gentleman because I refused to clean her up after we were done. Samantha said she would be waiting for that one. I told Samantha that I felt it would be wrong to do something like that without her telling me it was OK.