Date: Thu, 3 Jun 2010 14:09:01 -0700 From: Vivica Talbot Subject: The Shopping Trip -- F/F This story is fictional and the characters are not intended to represent any individual. Contains D/s, bondage and mild watersports. Comments always welcome at vivica.talbot@hotmail.com While Dee was one of my best friends, we mostly just chatted these days. Our schedules never seemed to allow us time together so when she suggested we go shopping I jumped at the chance. She picked me up and when I got in the car I asked where we were going. She said, "I dunno. Where's the best place to get some new sex toys and a pair of fuck-me boots?" I laughed. Then I realized she was still waiting for an answer. "Oh!" I said, "You want my opinion?" "Yes. I do. It's been a long time since I've had sex and the only vibrator I've ever owned, which was a gift, just bit the dust. So please tell me, before I lose my nerve." We decided to check out a newer store that carried both toys and clothing. We went in and were warmly greeted by the well-dressed goth-girl behind the counter, "Just ask if you've got any questions." As we walked around the store, I pointed out models I'd used, how well they worked (or didn't) and why, but my mind was drifting to thoughts of her getting off. "Do these places always make you horny?" she asked "What? Do I sound horny?" I wondered if I was that transparent She laughed, "No! I mean, I'm totally horny, and I wondered if that was normal!" "Oh!" I said, relieved, "Well, yes." After a while she had narrowed it down to three models. We took them to the counter and asked which she would recommend. She was very blunt about one model, "You don't want this one. After 20 minutes the motor starts to get too warm and it smells all plasticky. These two, though, both have their benefits. This little one's waterproof, but not as powerful. This one," she held up the big bumpy purple latex model, "is a personal fave. I can use it to get off in a hurry or take my time and all those bumps," she rubbed her finger up and down the packaging, "they *really* make a difference." We thanked her and said we still had shopping to do. Dee decided on the little waterproof one and put the big purple one back. While she was looking at boots, I picked up the purple one then also grabbed a new pair of nipple clamps (can't have enough sets) and a latex tickle-whip. Dee had put on a pair of over the knee black patent stiletto boots. I nearly came in my pants. "You MUST get those," I said, "In fact, you need to wear those the rest of the day." She blushed, but didn't take them off. I went back to the wall of toys and picked out a big beefy butt plug then I bought everything in my basket. I kept glancing at Dee. The height of her heels made her perfect ass stick out just a little and to compensate, she threw back her shoulders, emphasizing her very nice C-cups. She made her purchase and then I pulled the big purple vibrator out of my bag and added it to hers, "My gift," I said. "Oh, no! It's too expensive! I can't accept that!" "Someone who looks that good in fuck-me boots needs to get off as often as possible," I said, "Heck, I'd pay to see someone with a body like yours get off wearing nothing but those boots." The clerk, still listening, said, "Hell, yeah, girl!" which made us both laugh. We giggled all the way to the car then changed the subject to lunch. She suggested a little bistro in town and we ate lunch without further discussion of anything to do with sex. Until we were sipping our coffee and she said, "You said you'd pay to see 'someone with a body like mine' get off..." she didn't finish the sentence or ask a question, she just looked at me with a very hard-to-read expression. "Well," I offered, "you know I'm bi, and it's no secret you've got an amazing body, but I wouldn't... I mean... I wasn't implying I would actually offer you money..." I couldn't find a way out of the hole I was digging and she was now staring intently at her coffee. "... but would you watch?" she asked, without looking up. Her hands were cupped around her coffee and she seemed so fragile. Before I could stop myself I answered, "Oh, Dee! I would watch or listen or even get you off myself if that's what you want!" I reached out and put my hands around hers, she looked up at me and whispered, "I'd like that." Our little moment was interrupted by the waiter; Dee pulled her hands back and stuttered a thank you as he set down the bill. We walked back to the car in tense silence but once we were inside, she turned and faced me, "I've never, ever masturbated in front of anyone. Not even my husband when we were married. And you know that I've never even kissed another woman on a dare." "I know," I said, "And, I'm not trying to recruit you to Team Bi or suggest that you do anything you're not comfortable doing. But if you want a hand or an audience.... I'm all yours. And I promise I won't get all weird and clingy!" I grinned; she giggled. "I'm more worried about me!" she said, "What if I really like it?" "Well, then I guess we'll both get more sex!" More giggles. "OK. Then it's settled. We're going to my place. Is there anything you need to grab first?" "I can improvise." She went silent again for a few minutes, navigating some left turns through traffic, but there wasn't the same tension. Honestly, I wasn't sure I could keep my promise about not being clingy. It had been a long while since I'd had sex with another woman and I have to say, I was really looking forward to it. A few blocks from her house, she asked, "By the way, what else did you buy this morning?" I told her, and waited for her reaction. It wasn't what I expected, "Ooooh!" she said, "Can we play with your toys, too?" I smiled, "Of course!" Inside, I asked where she wanted to start. "In the shower. I want to see if that new toy really is waterproof. And I just want you to watch and listen." "Can I play with myself while I watch?" I asked. She thought for a moment, "No. I want your attention on me." "Are you sure you didn't have this all planned out ahead of time?" I asked She just smiled. I think she did. She told me to get undressed and said if I wanted, I could put in the butt plug, but I just had to stand in the bathroom, outside the shower, while she had her first orgasm. I was beginning to think her innocent pleas earlier were a sham. I was happy to play the sub girlfriend, though, and Dee watched as I lubed up the butt plug raised one leg, resting it on the tub side, and eased the plug inside. It was a size larger than the one I had at home, so it was a tight squeeze at first, but my ass soon relaxed. "Wow," she said, "I'm impressed." She had undressed, too, and taken off the boots (after promising to put them back on later); I noticed she shaved her pussy. She noticed that I was looking. She reached down and rubbed her bald cunt, "Kinkier than you were expecting? Mmm. That's just the beginning. Now you stand there, hands behind your back, and I'll be out in a few. She stepped into the shower, pulled across the clear curtain and turned on the water. Steam filled the room. I heard her turn on the vibrator and could see her pinching and rubbing one breast as she nudged the toy between her cunt lips. She slowly moved it up and down along her crack then thrust it inside. She moved it in and out and in and out for several minutes then she upped the vibration speed. She moaned. I really wanted to be in there with her, but I stood outside feeling like a complete perv even as my own cunt was dripping wet. She continued exploring the limits of the new toy. Boosting the speed to high, she pulled it out of her cunt and just touched it to her clit and then she screamed out, "OH! OH! OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!" and turned it off. She stayed in the shower a few minutes longer before turning off the water. She set the toy on the edge of the tub and stepped out. She stood right in front of me then leaned forward, looking me in the eyes. I thought she was going to kiss me but instead reached around me to grab a towel, brushing her breast against my shoulder in the process. She stood back and dried herself off. She looked radiant. I was barely able to hold my tongue or keep my hands to myself so I kept them clasped tightly behind my back. "I feel better, thanks" she said, "I want to try that purple one on you. May I?" "Of course," I replied. I wondered at what point she had become the dom but I realized she'd been calling all the shots all day -- from picking me up to the destinations, she was definitely in control. I didn't mind, though. "Can I tie you up? I've always wanted to tie someone to my bed." I was surprised, but tried not to show it, "Dee, how about you just do what you want to do. I'll just play along. If I need you to stop I'll say 'hamburger' OK?" She smiled, "Ahhhh, a safe word. OK. This should be fun. Lie on your back and spread your arms and legs." I did what she asked and she skillfully bound me to her headboard and footboard. This was not the first time she had played the top. Once I was immobilized, she rested the purple vibrator between my legs and turned it on low then she left the room. I glanced at the clock beside her bed; it was 3:14. The low vibrations were making me crazy and I had very little room to move -- besides, she hadn't given me permission. At 3:29 she returned. With the boots on, carrying a camera. "Oh, hey, Dee, I don't know about that." "Do you want to cum, my little prisoner? If you do, you'll let me take some photos for my collection." My mind was racing. A collection? How many had she lured here? Why didn't I know this about her? Aghhhh! "OK, fine! OK. But just for you." "No promises," she said as the shutter clicked. She pulled my nipple clamps out of my bag and pinned them in place. "Do they hurt?" She asked. "Yes," I answered, "in a good way though." She smiled, then she lifted the vibrator away from my cunt. She reached down and removed the plug from my ass -- I moaned -- then she shoved the vibrator in as deep as it would fit, turning it up a notch. "OoooHHHH!" I was so close to an orgasm but she was good. She didn't touch me for several minutes, she just looked at me from all angles, taking photos here and there. Then she left the room again. "Fuck." I thought. I looked at the clock. 3:55. She returned with a zucchini and the little blue vibrator she'd used earlier. She nudged the squash against the opening of my cunt and started to slide it inside. She inched it in slowly, allowing my cunt to adapt to the size. Once it was in about as far as it could go, she pulled it out again, slowly, then pushed it back forcefully enough that I grunted. She did that again and again until the widest part of the zucchini had stretched me wide open and the vibrator in my ass was humming alongside the squash. My cunt ached. "God, I love the look of a stretched cunt, don't you?" I had to agree. "Yes." "If only you could see what you look like," she said. "Oh, but wait, you can." She took a photo then walked over to me and showed me the photo on the view screen. I moaned. "Yes. Definitely a keeper." She set the camera down and picked up the small vibrator. She climbed on the bed and knelt so that her knee held the squash in place. "I'm going to let you cum now. I don't want you to hold anything back, OK?" I nodded. She turned the little vibrator on low and touched my clit. Almost immediately I could feel the waves roll over me. She moved the toy ever so subtly and let the zucchini slip out just a little, then pushed it back in and I came. I came violently, screaming obscenities and thrashing as far as the ropes would let me but she didn't let up. Still holding the vibrator on my clit, she pulled out the squash and slipped her hand inside my sloppy cunt. She made a fist inside me and started pumping. I came again. With tears rolling down my cheek I could not stop myself from peeing. "I'm sorry!" I said. "Don't you worry," she said, "You just keep on pissing, I don't mind." "Oh! God! OH! FUCK!" I lost it. Piss streamed down around her arm, pooling under my ass as I came a third time. She lifted away the little vibrator then reached around and turned off the one in my ass. She slowly pulled it out. Last, she unfolded her fist and slowly slid out her hand and climbed off the bed. She wiped her hand off on a towel then removed the nipple clamps. I sighed. "That was fun," I said. "I agree," she said, "I've been wanting to do that to you for a long time now. But we've only just started, sweetheart. I have a drawer full of toys and no intention of untying you." "Dee, don't be silly. This was fun and all, but I have other plans." "No. You don't. I'm going to let you rest for a while. I suggest you get some sleep because you won't have another chance for a while once I wake you." "Dee. No. Hamburger?" She laughed. "You know, safe-words are so quaint. Don't worry so much. I promise you'll enjoy this." She covered me in a blanket but it was clear she was not going to untie me, "Now get some rest while I think of a name for my new slave."