Remodeling Carla Ch. 07

They had walked for a couple blocks and then turned the corner onto a smaller side street. Carla wasn't really paying attention to her surroundings, content to just be with him. They stopped at about mid-block in front of a non-descript storefront door when George said, "Let's go in here, shall we?" Carla looked at him and then looked up at a small sign above the door. It read 'Adult Books, Novelties and Video'.

Now he had her attention. Staring at the blacked-out door, her mind rifled through all the preconceived notions she had of what must be behind that door. She had always envisioned it to be a dark and dirty place, smelling of smoke and sweat and filled with dirty old men trying not to look at one another.

"We can't go in there! "She exclaimed.

"Why not; have you ever been in an adult store before?"

"Well no, but women don't go to places like this. Why are we here anyway? "She asked.

"When you said you didn't own any toys, I thought it might be fun to see if we could find something that interests you," He answered.

"Couldn't we do this on the internet, "she asked, her nervousness building.

"I suppose, but some of the stuff is junk and you really need to see it, feel it, "emphasizing the word 'feel'.

Taking her hand, he opened the door and led her inside. She was quickly taken aback at the interior of the place. It was brightly lit and really had no smell at all; if anything, a sweet smell. The place was actually quite big and she didn't know where to look. The contents of the store were more than she could mentally digest. On her right, the same wall that the door is in was the sales counter. Behind the counter was a young girl with short black hair. She was cute in a butch sort of way and she had more piercings than Carla could count without staring. Her vintage Jethro Tull tee shirt did little to disguise her large breasts.

The other three walls were covered with sex toys. She couldn't comprehend that there could be this many different kinds. The center of the store seemed to be primarily racks of magazines, books and videos.

They began their tour by walking along the wall on their left. Carla was somewhat more at ease as she took in the other patrons. There was another couple; both seemed to be in their early twenties. The guy seemed to be the nervous one as she kept picking up things to show him and he constantly looked around to see if anyone was watching them. When he saw Carla look his way, he turned so red, she thought his head might explode. A little more at ease, she squeezed George's hand a bit tighter. There were a couple of younger guys on their own, checking out the videos. Over in the far corner, there were two young girls. They were looking at toys and talking loud and laughing, having a great time.

Carla turned her attention back to George and the wall of fantasy before her. It seemed that most everything was organized beginning with gender and then the different makes and varieties of the same of toy. I just so happened that this wall was devoted to men and try as he might, he couldn't get Carla to scoot through this section. Now George was certainly no prude, but Carla took delight in trying to get a rise out of him. The more she looked the more fascinated she was with what she saw. She spotted the Fleshlights and asked a little louder than need be, "Is this like the one you have honey? " holding up the box, showing him a cocoa brown asshole.

Not to be outdone, he answered, "No dear, mine's pink." Looking around the store to see if anyone was paying attention, she found the cute clerk looking right at her. It was Carla's turn to blush.

Turning back to the wall, Carla continued her inventory. It really did fascinate her. There were imitation pussies, supposedly cast from the real pussies of porn stars. She picked one up and nearly pushed it into his face. "Eww, this one has hair." Behind her she heard the two girls giggling at Carla's antics.

Finally nearing the end of the men's section, Carla discovered the inflatable dolls. Visible through the clear plastic window in the box was the dolls face. She looked like a cheap Halloween mask with her red lips in the shape of a big 'O'. The purpose was obvious. Carla flipped over the box and read the description on the back. "Oh look," she said, "a three holer." The girls busted up laughing again.

Putting the box back on the shelf, Carla spotted a rack with some brochures in it. Something about the picture caught her eye. She pulled one out of the plexiglass holder. It was an ad for a lifelike doll that you could order. Flipping the brochure over to look at the other pictures, she realized why this seemed familiar. One of the dolls looked just like Becky, the girl who seemed to permanently reside next to the Wurlitzer in the carriage house. Carla turned to ask George about it, but his back was to her as he was looking at something in the women's section. Figuring this could wait till later, she folded the paper up and slipped it in her purse.

Glad to be out of the men's section, George was perusing the wide assortment of vibrators. "These are supposed to be really good, "he said, holding up one called the Rabbit.

"Done a lot of research on these, have ya?" she asked jokingly.

"Well, if you spend much time on the internet, you're bound to learn something," he responded.

Carla pulled another one off the rack and looked at it. "How are you supposed to choose? "she asked, "there are so many varieties. "Look, this one has three speeds; this one is curved for your g-spot, and this one is waterproof. There must be fifteen different ones here."

About that time a slender arm reached between them and plucked one off the wall, Carla and George turned toward its owner. "This is our favorite," said the cute blond. Her girlfriend was behind her, smiling at Carla. "We couldn't help overhearing you, so we thought we would offer our opinion," she continued.

"Yeah, "her little red-headed friend chimed in, "That one has a little thing that plays with your butt-hole too," wiggling her finger in imitation. The blonde giggled at her friend, her turn to turn red.

"Thanks," Carla managed to utter as she took the vibrator from the young girl. George could only nod in appreciation.

The girls turned down the aisle toward the checkout as they giggled and poked at each other.

Carla turned to George with a questioning look. George hunched his shoulders and said," Well, I guess with that kind of endorsement, this is the one you should have. George took it from her and placed it in the basket he had picked up near the entrance.

They continued down the aisle and with each item that George threw into the basket, another fantasy sprouted in her mind. He picked up a set of anal beads that got progressively bigger along the length. Then he started looking at butt plugs, holding them up side by side in a size comparison. Carla gasped out loud when he picked on up that was bigger around than his fist. "I really was kidding about the watermelon,' she said, with a bit of panic in her voice. George laughed and put it back, but not before he put a couple of the smaller ones in the basket.

Carla's mind was reeling. Part of her was excited, so excited that she thought she could feel her juices starting to run down the inside of her thighs. The other part of her was a little nervous. She had enjoyed the little bit of butt play they had done, but the butt plugs were a bit disconcerting. Still, George hadn't done her wrong yet, in fact everything he did to and for her just made her love him that much more. This is just one more step in her discovering herself she figured.

Finally through the toy section, Carla turned and started to look at the videos. George quickly ushered her through the gay section; he obviously wasn't interested in some guy sticking his dick up his butt. But he quickly slowed down when they got to the girl-on-girl area. Carla's pussy spasmed as she looked at the covers showing girls with their faces in each other pussies. There were also videos showing two girls and a guy, big orgies and regular hetero videos.

Seeing her interest, he asked her, "See anything you like?"

"Yeah, but it's not just for me. What do you like?"

"Tell you what; let's test each other a little. You pick one out that you think I'll like and I'll pick one out for you."

Carla looked at him with a little smirk and then turned and headed for the gay section.

"Hey, cmon," he laughed, "let's try to be serious here. We'll meet at the checkout when we have made our selections; agreed?"

"Agreed," she answered, still smirky.

George made his selection first and was waiting near the counter when Carla approached, her selection behind her back.

George set the nearly full basket on the counter. The young cashier said, 'So is that it?" all business-like.

"For now," George answered as Carla poked him in the ribs.

The girl began to remove the items one-by one and rang them up. She pulled out the butt plugs and her eyebrows arched slightly. Then the beads and then a lifelike looking cock dildo. "I don't remember that one, "he said.

"I slipped it in when you weren't looking. It reminds me of you," she said huskily.

It's was George's turn to blush and the cashier's to giggle.

Back to the basket, the cashier pulled out the rabbit vibrator and removed it from its box. As she put some batteries in it she explained, "We have to test all the motorized ones before they leave the store so that we know they worked when they were sold and people won't be bringing them back saying they didn't." She proceeded to put the rabbit through its paces. The tip rotated, the internal beads rolled around and the little clit and butt ticklers vibrated. Satisfied that it worked, she slipped it back into the box. "The batteries are on me," she said, winking at Carla. Carla creamed a little more.

The sales girl went on, "Do you need any lube today?"

"Oh yeah, right, "he said, "What do you recommend?"

"Well," she said, starting her pitch, " for the anal products, I would recommend a silicone base because it won't dry out as fast, but for the other toys, a water base is probably better because it won't break down the plastics."

She set a couple of each on the counter. Seeing the young girl set a bottle of Aqualube on the counter, Carla quickly blurted out, "Oh, we have that one already!" Just as she said it, she realized her mistake. She was hiding the fact that she had snooped around and found George's toy drawer. She sheepishly glanced up at him and he just smiled at her. "Damn it!" she said to herself.

Continuing, the girl also said," we also have a wide selection of edible lubes. Coconut and peach are my favorites, "she said, with a sparkle in her eye.

"We'll take both, "he said.

"Anything else? "she asked.

"Oh yeah," they said simultaneously.

Slowly, they each brought their video selections from behind their backs and set them on the counter. George had selected a lesbian video for Carla. She caught her breath a bit as she looked at the cover and then looked up at the cashier who was smiling at her. Looking down in embarrassment, she couldn't help but notice the young girl's nipples straining to tear through the 30 year-old shirt. Carla's pussy noticed too. She could definitely feel her excitement running down the insides of her thighs.

Carla had selected a compilation of anal scenes for George. Looking at him, she just grinned and then looked down at his crotch. His erection was obvious and she wished the cashier could look over the counter and see. Carla was quite proud of her effect on him.

George tried to remain cool as he handed over his credit card. The cashier gave him a little smile and a wink this time. As George checked out the artwork on her tee, he imagined her little nubbins pulsed as he checked her out, like two little waves 'Hello'. George's dick waved back, unbeknownst to the young girl; Carla on the other hand took in the entire exchange and found it excited her even more.

Finally, putting their purchases in a discreet black bag, the young girl ran her tongue over her bright red-coated lips and said, "Thank you for shopping and I hope to see you again soon."

Carla reached for the bag just as the little rocker cashier was doing the same. Their hands touched, and lingered on the bag. A brief staring contest set Carla's pussy to gush slightly and the Jethro Tull tee shirt definitely got tighter. It was George's turn to be the observer. Breaking their stare, both girls glanced at George. There was that knowing smile again.

George finally took possession of the bag and thanked her for all her help. Stepping out into the cool evening air, George put his arm around her and pulled her in tight. Her head lay against his chest as they walked back to the car. Walking silently, she reflected, her emotions were all over the board. She was in awe of this man. Everything he did or did for her was perfect. So perfect, it was almost worrisome. She kept telling herself that she was over thinking it.

And then there was the effect that the girls in the store had on her. Maybe it was just the atmosphere, surrounded by all sex toys. But it was the girls that got her juices flowing. She couldn't even tell you what the guys looked like, except maybe the red-faced guy. But of course, she told herself, she had George with her, and who else could she ever need. But wait, she thought again, he got me a lesbian video. How did he know that's what I would have chosen?

As she was trying to convince herself to just go with the flow and that it was all meant to be, George was unlocking the car door for her. Getting in, her skirt slid up her legs and George saw a glistening on the inside of her left thigh. He handed her the bag and closed her door and went around to the driver side. Sliding in, he found her in her spot, her knees straddling the shifter. As he was putting the key in the ignition, she placed her hand on his arm to stop him. George turned to look at her and he could see the glistening in her eyes, near tears. "What's up, "he asked.

Drawing him closer, she placed her left hand behind his head and said, "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" Carla pulled him to her, her lips searching desperately for his.

If a kiss can be hug-like, this was one of those, full of love and reassurance; one of those that you never want to end.

Finally releasing him, the look in her eyes had changed. The dampness turned to fire. Carla reached over to the ignition and turned the key. Facing him again, she kissed him again with passion, her tongue searching for his as her right hand wandered the length of his growing erection. Breaking the kiss, she licked his lips with her hot tongue, and with her forehead pressed to his, she looked him in the eyes and whispered, "Take me home, I need fucked!"

The drive home was quick, at least it seemed that way since George couldn't remember anything between Point A and Point B. Carla sat twisted in her seat, her right hand constantly running up and down his rigid member, her tongue playing with his ear, whispering nasty things to him.

While his left hand assumed driving duties, George's right one wedged it's way between her thighs and fought it's way, slipping and sliding, until it found panties so wet you could wring out her juices. Carla squirmed to impede his advances because she knew that one touch of his talented digits would send her over the top.

George pulled up in front of the house and Carla was out of the car and in through the front door before he could turn off the ignition. Following a trail of clothes and shoes, he found her on the bed, spread eagle, one hand playing with her pussy, the other pulling on her nipples.

"That store made me so fuckin' horny, you may wish you hadn't taken me there," she groaned, two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy.

Taking her lead, George quickly stripped his clothes off and stood at the side of the bed, stroking his hard cock. "I thought you might like that. You seemed to like the attention you got from the girls too." Carla pulled her legs together, squeezing her hand at the mention of the three girls.

"You'd like to have that cute little rocker between your legs, licking your cunt right now, wouldn't you?" Her nostrils flared and she dug her hand harder into her pussy. George continued to slowly stroke himself, never breaking eye contact with her.

"She'd lick your pussy till you were at her mercy. Then she'd turn around and sit on your face; make you eat her pussy. I'll bet she has that pierced too. She'd make you eat her while she ate your pussy and fucked your asshole with that fake cock you bought tonight."

Carla was beyond turned on by George's filthy talk, and again, he was doing everything right. The dirty talk was driving her mad and she did find herself turned on by the young girl. The mention of being fucked up the ass was the last straw. Carla's hands were a blur. Three fingers of one hand probed deep inside her pussy while her other hand reached around underneath, one finger sliding in and out of her ass. Carla screamed through her climax, her body rigid and her eyes rolled back in her head. Never before had she cum that hard just using her own fingers.

Carla collapsed from exhaustion and she laid on her side in a fetal position. Her body continued to quake, little after-shocks of her climax. She felt George crawl onto the bed behind her, pulling a sheet over her. She wanted to roll over and reach for him, but she couldn't as he lay behind her. Still shaking, she felt his touch as he gently straightened her disheveled hair, lightly kissing her neck and shoulders. Wanting to feel her next to him, George carefully tried to spoon her, but his still rigid cock impeded his progress. Carla let out a soft sigh and managed to lift her right leg slightly, inviting him between her legs. When she felt him fully against her back and butt, she relaxed and drifted off to sleep. Captured, George could do nothing but pull her tighter to him, his right hand resting on her breast, his nose against the nape of her neck. He was quickly lost to dreamland.

***** George awoke to a red glow on the horizon; another warm day ahead. On his back, he turned his head and looked toward his feet. "A guy should wake up like this every morning," he told himself. "Good morning, "he said to the gorgeous brunette with her mouth full of his dick.

Carla winked at him as she continued to slobber on his cock, sucking on the head and running her hand up and down his length. He reached for her and she swatted his hand away. "Unh, Unh, Unh, "she admonished him, with her mouth full.

Giving in, George turned to get a couple pillows to prop himself up so that he could enjoy the show. Turning back, he gasped at the sight. Carla's right hand continued to stroke him, but in her left hand she held one of his Fleshlights. Looking him in the eye, Carla proceeded to lick the simulated lips, her tongue flicking at the make-believe clit. George throbbed at the sight and she squeezed him, smiling as she drove her tongue into the toy, fucking it in rhythm with her stroking hand.

Sitting up on her knees, she positioned herself between his legs, spreading them as he had spread her in the past. Leaning over his throbbing cock, Carla gathered up as much saliva as she could and let it drip from her mouth to the tip of his cock. His cock throbbed again as she brought the pink plastic lips to his tip. "Are you ready to get fucked? "She asked.

Not uttering a word, he nodded as he watched her slowly work the counterfeit cunt down his length. They alternated, watching each other, watching the action. "Oh, that looks so fucking good baby, "she said under her breath.

Switching to her little girl persona, she batted her eyes and asked, "Do you like fucking me Daddy? Is my little pussy nice and tight? My little pussy loves your big cock Daddy!" as she kept stroking him, twisting it slightly as went.