Not What You Think

I nod grinning.

"After that we will be going to see my therapist."

I looked up surprised.

"Yea. I've been seeing a therapist. For the last year. First to help get me over my marriage. Then all the rest. I should have thought to have her see you months ago. I have an appointment tomorrow and I'm going to call her and give it to you."

"Her?" I ask quietly. I don't think I can talk to a woman.

"Yea her. Now when I see her next week I'm going to ask her about tomorrow. She may not tell me everything but, if I have to I will tell her all of this. You need some help brother."

I nod.

"Now for a bit of sex advice, that mom and dad would never have given you. Next time use this." She reaches into the drawer and pulls out a tube of lubricant. "That's what it's for,"

I take it from her and turn it around in my hand reading the label. When I look back up I see the sympathy in her eyes.

"I love you. We are all each other has now. I will do what I can to help you get through this. Not what you may want me to do, but what I can." She takes my hand and gives it a squeeze.

I look down at her soft fingers.

"Now!"

I look back up at her.

"Get your naked ass out my bed!"

I laugh. Getting up I gather my clothes and leave.

The store was a thing far beyond my experiences. Lace and leather clothes. Plastic clothes. Whips, paddles, fuzzy handcuffs.

And that was just the front of the store. We had to show ID to get to go in the back.

There were two couples in the back already. A guy and a girl, and... two guys.

"Ah just what we were needing." My sister grabs my hand and pulls me over to the two gay guys.

"Excuse me for a moment." She steps up by them.

They turn and smile. I feel uncomfortable when they look at me. Given what I had been doing I couldn't help but, wonder if I might be gay myself.

"How can we help you hun?" asks the taller of the two, the one with the spiked hair.

My sister smiles.

"My friend ... has recently taken an interest in anal play. I was wondering if you could recommend a toy that a guy would like. Something I would get might not be right for a man. I understand the anatomy is a bit different."

They chuckled.

"Just a bit." Says the smaller of the two. His voice is a deeper, more masculine baritone.

"Well I know women like to be filled but, not penetrated deep. And I can't stand anything that vibrates back there." She looks at the wall of toys.

The taller one looks over the selection for a bit, then takes down two boxes. He shows them to his partner who nods at his selection.

He hands them to me.

"One to begin with... one for later." He says smiling.

The one for later makes me want to cringe.

He takes a card from his pocket. I can see, from the card, he's an electrician. I was expecting a florist or, a hairdresser.

"Feel free to give me a call if you have questions." He says with a smile that's all white teeth.

I just nod. They grin at me a bit, then go back to shopping.

I have to pay for the toys. My sister says she absolutely couldn't have it in her mind that she had brought them for me.

I have to admit the therapy helped. It got me to stop some of the really insane shit. I came to feel a lot better about what I was doing that wasn't 'normal'.

The toys? Well they were a pain in the butt.

I never did get comfortable using the larger one. It always hurt.

Sometimes... I wanted that though.

My sister had all the doorknobs in the house changed. The new ones close and stay closed. They also lock.

She said me having seen her and her me the once was enough.

I silently disagree.

I was twenty when I met Melissa. She was wonderful to me. We went everywhere, did everything together. In fact I was giving serious thought to asking her to marry me.

Then being nosey one day she found the toys. She left and wouldn't return my calls. When I finally found her she called me a disgusting pervert. She said if I ever came near her again she that she would tell everyone that I was gay.

I left her and went almost straight back to the therapist.

When I was twenty one my sister's marriage bait finally caught one.

So of course she asked me to move out.

Oh well by that time I was close to sick of her anyway. She wouldn't have sex with her brother, but that didn't stop her from being a twisted little cock tease. Knowing I couldn't help but hear her she would moan, scream, cry out for cocks in her ass.

Sister or not, if not for my therapist, the drugs she prescribed and those damn door locks she came very close to finding her teasing 'Ass' raped.

I got an apartment in town. I was working construction by then. Repairing my sister's place had given me a taste for it. I was in training to be a general contractor when I met Carol.

She was a welder, steelworker. She was older than me by a few years. Maybe closer to my sister's age. She didn't pay much attention to me at first.

I can't say the same about her.

Watching her light a cigar with a cutting torch had first caught my attention. I would see her on first one job, then another over the course of a few months. Then I didn't see her for awhile.

In fact the next time I saw her was at a strip club. The guys had talked me into going with them one Friday after work.

She was there, still in her work clothes. Smelling of metal and cigar smoke I'm sure. I watched her stuffing bills into a strippers g-string for half the night. I saw her at one point go into one of the side rooms for a lap dance.

I was outside letting my buzz settle down, about to leave when she came walking out. She saw me and grinned. Coming over to me she flipped out her zippo and lit the stub of her cigar.

No makeup, short hair, rough hands, and arms like a wrestler. Smelling like rusted metal and cigar.

Not what I was looking for in a woman.

But yet?

"I didn't see you inside." She told me with a grin, coming up to stand in front of me.

She does have a pretty face.

"I wasn't in a g-string." I tell her with a smile.

She laughs.

"Well you should have got one on and got your ass up on stage. I would have hung some bills off you." She was grinning at me around the glowing stub of her cigar.

"Didn't think you were into guys?" I look over her shoulder at the neon lights of the club.

"Oh didn't you?" the smile dropped off her face. "So because I weld for a living, smoke cigars," she takes a step forward and blows smoke at me. "And stuff my check into a strippers ass crack, I'm some sort of raging bull dike? Is that it?"

For a second I begin to seriously wonder if I'm about to get my ass kicked by a girl.

Then she grins.

"Well your half right. I'm like a saloon door. I swing both ways. Girls get me hot guys leave me wet." She elbows my chest; I can smell the whisky on her. I'm sure she can smell the same on me.

I chuckled with her.

"How about a beer?" she asked me as she sent the cigar to the asphalt. She ground it out under her leather boots.

"Sure."

"Follow me." She walked over to a dirty truck. It fired up with a deep rumble.

As I pulled up behind her, I saw a bumper sticker on her rear bumper. It read 'Real women hunt meat!'

"Ok" I said to myself shaking my head.

I followed her about five miles to a house up in the hills over looking the city. It was a beautiful place. All stone, wood, and white plaster. She pulled up in front of the garage and shut down the truck. I pulled in beside her. There was plenty of room in this driveway.

"Nice place." I told her looking around. "And it's quite up here."

"Yep Dad bought this place back when I was a kid. We fixed it up together then he left it to me when he passed a few years ago." She shrugged and headed for the door. I saw a old pair of men's boots sitting by the back door. They looked like they hadn't been moved in years.

I followed her in through the side door and into a very nice kitchen. It was done the way I would have done one. All hand made wood cabinets and black and white tile. The ceiling was copper panels.

Very nice. I looked around nodding.

She walked over to the fridge and pulled out two bottles of beer. Ice cold.

She sat down on a kitchen stool by the backdoor and started undoing her leather boots. With a groan and a moan Carol left them by the backdoor and on socks walked out the kitchen. I followed.

"Grab a seat. I'll be back." She told me as we entered into a large room.

"Sure"

I watched her go down the hallway at the other side of the den, family room, living room, whatever you want to call it. I called it beautiful. Hard wood, stone. A big fireplace that would burn real wood, not gas logs. Over it there were dozens of pairs of antlers on little shields. Some were impressive.

There was a TV in front of the couch that could have been seen from space!

As I sat down on a suede leather couch I heard a shower running. It stopped after just a few minutes.

When she came back into the room she was in a T-shirt, sweat pants and bare foot drying her short hair with a towel. She shook her head when she saw me.

"Turn on the TV you twit."

She climbed over the back of the couch and dropped down so she was sitting cross-legged. She took a long pull on her beer, then started flipping channels. We ended up watching the new 'Predator' movie.

I very quickly forgot that she was a girl. She was like hanging out with one of the guys. She would talk to the screen, knew more about the guns they were using than the actors probably did. When my beer ran dry she told me to bring her another as well. When those were gone she got up and came back with a big bowl full of chips and some dip. Plus two more beers.

The next movie we got to watching was the 'Watchmen'. At one point she went all zombie like looking at the screen.

"Big blue penis, big blue penis."

I about spewed beer out my nose!

We watched the huge TV like we were at a theater. When the chips ran out she placed the empty dip bowl into the big bowl and set it to the side.

When the Owl and the Silk specter rescued the people from the fire I saw her get quite. We watched them strip out of their costumes and make love on the owl ship.

I felt myself getting a bit aroused watching the slow motion sex. I looked over at her.

I saw Carol take a sip of her beer and slowly lick her lips.

"You know that's a hell of an idea." I heard her softly say to herself.

I looked over at her to see if she had been talking to me. My head was a bit buzzed. She turned and looked me in the eye for a second then gave a slight nod.

She sat down her beer and caught the bottom of her T-shirt. It was over her head in a second. Then she was crawling across the couch on top of me.

I swear, it took me a few seconds to catch onto the idea.

Suddenly I was being kissed. Her mouth tasted of beer, potato chips, and cigars. I could smell a vanilla like scent for her shampoo in her hair.

My hands were all over her back, from bra strap to the top of her sweats. Then out over her ass giving it a squeeze.

She pulled my shirt off me and started kissing my chest.

"Hiss!'

She bit hard at one nipple. Lashing it with her tongue she made me squirm for a second then let me go. She sat up astride me looking down into my eyes. She reached behind her and unlocked her bra.

I saw a metal shine from her nipple for a second then she was back down on my chest. Her lips hot against mine.

I kissed her hard, my hands digging into the muscles of her back and ass. I slipped both hands down her back. My fingers went under her sweat pants across a thong and then I was holding her ass in both hands.

She ground herself against my crotch. I was as hard as the steel she welds.

Carol stood up quickly. I lay looking up at her watching as she slowly slid down her sweats. I saw a black thong go with them.

I was right. I saw metal studs at both nipples; she also had her bellybutton pierced. Looking down I saw a small ring at the top of her, clean shaven, pussy.

"You like?" she asked looking down at me.

"Oh yea." I brought my eyes up to meet hers.

"Show me." She said grinning.

I got to my feet and kicked off my shoes. I dropped my pants and underwear to the floor.

I was standing tall and hard.

"Oh yea, that'll do." She walked past me and knelt down on the couch. She leaned over the back of the couch and stuck her ass up in the air. She looked back over her shoulder at me and winked.

I did not waste time.

Stepping up behind her I ran the head of my cock across the wet lips of her pussy.

"Don't you fucking tease me!" she pushed back engulfing the head between her lips. I grabbed her hips and drove myself into her.

"Ohh, uhh,onh!"

She pushed back as I thrust inside. Soon she was rocking back as hard as I was pushing forward. We would meet with a smack of skin.

My thumbs dug into her hips as I pushed into her hard. I was panting now, so was she. I looked down and saw he ass starting to shine with a coating of sweat from her back and from my stomach.

I saw her asshole like a wrinkled rose, winking at me with every thrust. I ran my hand from her hip across her ass. I moved my thumb down the crack of her ass.

She gasped when I pushed against her asshole with my thumb.

"Oh and he knows how to push my button too. Oh yes!"

She started fucking back even hard than before.

I slowly sank the tip of my thumb into the warm heat of her ass. With every thrust back she made it go a little deeper.

She was now pounding back against me almost painfully hard.

"Yes. Yes. YES. YES!"

Her ass clung to my thumb as she clinched her cheeks hard together. I felt ripples of sensation down the whole length of me

I buried myself to the hilt and screaming, I filled her with cum till I felt it come running back out.

Panting we both fell to the couch. Our sweat covered bodies hot against one another.

"Whew. Oh that felt good. Mmm." she wiggled around till she kissed me again. Her lips softer now. "I'm not done by a long shot how about you?"

Her hand wrapped around my still hard cock and started to pump.

"Oh yea I can work with this."

She slid her fingers over my cock. Her fingers were strong and tight around me. I was slick with her juices and my cum.

"You don't talk much?" she said giving me a hard squeeze.

"Sorry I'm still a little winded. I also don't know if I'm awake or dreaming."

She chuckled.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because stuff like this doesn't normally happen when I'm awake." I ran my hand down her damp back to her ass.

"Well here, nibble on these till you wake up."

Sitting up a bit she put her nipple right in front of my mouth. I saw the silver barbell going through it. Leaning forward I took her into my mouth. I ran my teeth across till I hit the piercing.

Strange sensation. Like taking a bite out of the most tender steak you ever put into your mouth and biting into the fork.

Going from nipple to nipple with her holding onto the back of my head and my cock I soon had her moaning non-stop. I was beginning to think her tight fingers would soon have me cumming again when she stopped.

She pulled away getting to her feet. She grabbed up the remote and clicked off the TV.

"Come on."

She leads me to a large bedroom. It had a massive California king-size bed. She pulled back the sheet and crawled out onto the middle.

"Lay down." She told me sternly.

I climbed onto the bed and stretch out onto my back. She looked me in the eye and gave me a slight grin.

I watched her lean down, then groaned when her hot mouth engulfed me. She went to the base in one long slow movement. I moaned as she sank her teeth into me and raked back up to the tip. Her teeth caught on the head and she lashed the tip with her tongue.

After a minute she popped off me leaving my cock shiny wet. The cool air of the room sent a shiver up me. Maybe it was lust? She walked on her knees to the side of the bed. She leaned down and opened a drawer on the nightstand. Then stopped and looked back at me.

"I promise you the wildest night you have ever had. I'll do or try to do anything you ask for. In exchange for that It's anything goes. What ever I want to do is just what we do. You ok with that?"

"Sure."

She took something from the drawer, but didn't show me what. She leaned down over me and places a gentle kiss on my lips. I tried to kiss her back but, she pulled away.

"If it gets to be too much just say 'I'm a wimp'"

I chuckled. I was starting to feel a little nervous inside but, lust was winning this night by a big margin.

She took my hand and pulled it to the top of the bed. I heard the clink of metal then I felt the hard cold cuff close on my wrist. She caught my other hand and made it go up beside the other. I'm not sure I could have stopped her even if I had wanted to.

Unable to move my hands I could only watch as she went back to my cock.

Her mouth was like being attacked by teeth and tongues. I was very quickly just moaning and hanging on for the ride. I knew that I couldn't take a lot more of this or, I was going to cum again.

I felt her slip something around the end of my cock and down to the base. She did something I couldn't see and then I suddenly felt a tight strap around my balls. She pulled it up even tighter.

"Good. Now you don't get to cum till I tell you to. Here make yourself useful."

She swung around, her leg going over my head. Her pussy slammed into my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and it was quickly awash with a mixture of her juices and my own from earlier. She moaned and sat up astride my face.

From inside her came a slick ooze, like thick honey. Her movement soon had it smeared all over my face. I realize it was mostly my own cum. My mouth was soon flooded with it. Her juices mixed into it made it tasted like nothing I had ever tasted before. Like no girl I had ever gone down on before.

Then I felt her lean forward. Her mouth was back on my cock. Sucking hard at me. As she pulled on my cock with her mouth I soon was licking her at a furious rate. The taste at first strange had become a turn on to me. Something about how naughty and nasty it was maybe. Plus her mouth was driving me insane!

Then I felt her hands at my ass. Her fingers spread the ass cheeks open; something hard was pushed up against my asshole.

The toy was small compared to mine. Hardly bigger than a finger really. I wasn't expecting it though and there wasn't any lubricate except sweat.

I screamed into her cunt as she pushed it into me. She was not gentle!

"Take it. Oh yes your gonna take it!" then she had me back in her mouth.

I was gasping for breath and her wet cunt against my face was sucking away what little air I could get. Then she stared to cum and my face was awash.

Fuck! I felt like I was being waterboarded with pussy!

And I Needed To CUM!

No matter how hard she sucked or, how hard she drove the toy into me I couldn't. The tight strap was keeping me from that.

I cried out as she sunk the toy to the hilt in me. I heard her screams as I sucked on her clit. The little metal ring resting on my nose the whole time. She legs first twitched then thrashed above me. Finally she shuddered to a panting weight pressing down on top of me.

After several minutes of feeling her head lying against my thigh. Her hot breath against my balls I felt her start to move. She sat up. I had to turn my head to the side as this closed off what little air I was getting. Then she leaned back forward. I felt her fingers at my ass. She pulled the toy from me with a yank!

"Oh my god!"

"Who's a little bitch?" she asked softly. I felt her fingers at my cock. She undid the strap on me and I felt a release almost like cumming but, I didn't get soft or cum.

She turned around on the big bed and kissed my wet face. She reached up and undid the handcuffs. I saw then they opened with a button, not a key.