Consequences Pt. 02

It struck David, as he sat opposite Mark, listening, that he was a smooth talker, and he could see why Monica would have misgivings about his sales pitch to women; he admired her for having the courage to realise that she needed to call him in. Many men and women would try to tough it out, believing they were immune to a smooth talker. It was clear Mark was a bit miffed, that his sex appeal hadn't won her over, and that this partner had come to assess a second opinion. However, he went through some of his sales patter briefly again, and gave David loads of material to think about.

"Will you be dealing with this from now on?" Mark checked.

"Nope, Monica will manage the process, but we will all be having input on the style and content, and, of course, whether we go with your company," he emphasised.

David stood up and they shook hands, "It was nice to meet you," they agreed.

"We'll be in touch as and when," David indicated, decisively. As he made his way down the stairs, he felt confident that Monica would be able to carry on dealing with Webgenie.

Monica was very reassured with David's assessment, and decided to work on the information required, at her first opportunity. She was slightly disappointed that Mark would probably not be taking her to lunch again in the foreseeable future; he'd stirred up feelings that she'd locked firmly away.

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What's going on back home - Size Queen

A happy David found himself entering the lounge of his home, where he found the two ladies each simply attired in a long T-shirt, one behind the other on the sofa, Olivia in front with a laptop on her lap. They were absorbed, peering at the screen together in fits of laughter, like two people who had been best friends all their lives. He decided to wait a moment, just enjoying watching them have fun, with whatever they were looking at. It was definitely fun because they kept collapsing on each other, in fits of laughter.

Jane pointed at the screen and said, "Wow! Look at that. I love it, gets my juices going."

"You are such a size queen," laughed Olivia, at the oversized dildo in front of her.

"I know," said Jane. "It's Richard's fault, he introduced me to this couple one weekend, and they were keen wife swappers. I tell you that husband was hung like a horse!" she emphasised, lewdly. "He couldn't get it inside me at first, and Richard was perversely disappointed. So being a bit naïve when it came to Richard's ideas, I did my best to get some of it in. By the time I succeeded, I was so frustrated and worked up, I had the greatest orgasm ever; until you guys took my anal virginity, wow!"

And Olivia smirked. "So, you've been fixated ever since?" she suggested.

"I wouldn't say I'm fixated, as much as it's my little fantasy," then in afterthought, she said, "No, I mean 'BIG' fantasy. Fantasies don't have to be real, but they are fun," Jane finished.

Olivia added, "Yep, you're right, but it's great fun trying to play them out. It's become mine and David's thing just recently, and it's hot. I love it, but I need David to keep an eye on me in case I lose myself. And now, I hope you and I are going to be watching out for each other, too." Olivia became slightly serious for a moment. "I have been wondering if you would like to be part of our bond. It's a commitment we made to each other, after our reconciliation. Don't answer now because you have lots to work out, and we've only been sex sisters for what, twenty-four hours?"

"Has it only been that long?" Jane asked. "Feels like I've been here forever, we've done so much together, AND you let David be inside me. There are not many women who aren't out-and-out swappers, which would contemplate their husband touching another woman, let alone what you let me do."

"You're right, Jane, I definitely didn't want to and I'm not in a hurry for you to repeat," she emphasised, "but, my heart knew you had a ghost to banish." She thought for a while, putting words together carefully, "I think you've felt guilty about David for years, and since we've been friends as couples, I've noticed how you look at him. Now, I realise that you needed to have him, if only once, to find out what you missed, or if you'd been right all along. If you are truly honest with yourself, you knew by how happy I was, that he must be good in more ways than just being the wonderful man he is."

Jane agreed, but responded, "I have to admit, you were so flirty at the party, that when I saw someone behind you in my bedroom, I don't know why, but I did wonder if you might not be fulfilled in your sex life. I must admit that I made it an excuse to tell myself that I'd made the right decision all those years ago. I'm afraid I was quite hurtful to David when he brought me home after our alarm went off. He was trying to get me to find out more about Ana and Peter, and I was thinking horribly that it might be his own fault.

"I know now," she continued, "that I was way off the mark, and I feel so bad about it. So, when you let me slide down on him, and then you both let me selfishly pleasure myself - I was astonished. I felt I didn't deserve it.

"He's got a lovely penis by the way. If I were you, I wouldn't swap it for anything else, no matter how big," she laughed. And they both burst into laughter.

"You are definitely not wrong," agreed Olivia, "but I like teasing him with the idea that I might want to play with another nice hard one. Then, if the opportunity comes up, I'll try to play out the fantasy," she repeated from earlier. "But only when he's there to watch over and save me. It makes him really hot, and when he gets me alone later, he's insatiable."

"That does sound like fun, but it's risqué," Jane agreed.

"Maybe we can find ways to tease him together?" Olivia suggested.

"I'd love that," said Jane. She really was feeling good at the moment. David and Olivia had successfully taken her mind off her problems, and she felt sure that this intensity of physical attention was partly to distract and relax her for a while. 'Surely that's not what it's like every day in this house,' she thought.

"Anyway, back to the toys," said Olivia, roguishly, "we haven't bought anything yet, and we need some stuff to tease David with. He gets really hot, watching girl-on-girl, and we, sex sisters, have got to keep him at full mast, as well as have a lot of orgasms along the way."

Jane delighted in the sheer fun that Olivia exuded and was fast falling for this pixie who had called Jane hers. She looked back at the screen and asked, "So what sizes, don't we have?"

"You mean what big ones, don't we have?" Olivia teased.

"Well that, too," Jane agreed, smilingly.

So, Olivia pointed at the screen and said, "I think we have that size and that size, but just as important, is what's at the other end," she noted. "We also have to take into consideration thickness."

"Ooh, I love a nice thick one," Jane responded, once more falling into a fit of giggles.

For the next few minutes, they discussed the good and bad elements of the items available to buy. David was highly amused by this jostling and jesting between the pair, as they tried to find a happy medium. In the end, they decided on a range of girth and sizes and David wondered ruefully if he was going to become redundant. But, he thought, a lot of this was just Olivia distracting Jane.

He decided though, that they were going to have to tone it down a bit by tomorrow, when they need to visit Jane's house. He knew from various conversations, that the house belonged to Jane, or possibly her family, so Richard was probably skating on thin ice. He wondered whether Jane would throw him out. If what she said was anything to go by, she was probably feeling like she didn't want to live in the same house again, as it would trigger so many memories, good and bad.

While he was musing, he watched as Jane almost idly reached around Olivia and began to stroke and play with her nipples. Obviously, Jane was becoming aroused by something she was looking at. He watched as Olivia began to enjoy Jane's attention and he smiled to himself and thought, 'These two are definitely one huge turn-on.' After a while, Olivia began to rub her butt against Jane behind her. Then David's manhood was given a shock of lust, as Olivia raised her lovely derriere, showing a large dildo, strapped to Jane, and lying against her tummy. David didn't like to estimate the size, but it was very thick and long, and definitely one that Jane would have chosen. Olivia must have been rubbing herself against it, as she then raised herself up and Jane took hold of her hips. Olivia lowered herself slowly to the tip of the fake penis, with Jane guiding her. As the head touched her lips, Jane moved her fingers to gently ease Olivia's lips open. Then, as the thickness pushed her vulva open, she held for a moment, to relax her body. At this, she then turned her head and looked straight at David, gave him a huge smile, winked, and blew him a kiss, then a questioning look. She was asking his permission to fuck that huge thing, then he realised in that same moment in time, that she had known he was there all along. That Pixie! He swore she must have magic; how could she know he was there.

David gulped at the size of the thing but realised that what made his heart sing the most, was making her really happy. He wanted to join them, let Jane have the big cock thing, but then realised there was plenty of time for that, and gave his approval with a smile, followed by a nod that indicated he was going through to the kitchen area. She acknowledged disappointedly having hoped he would join them. But her eyes stayed on his, mesmerising him to stay a while longer, as she began to lower herself past the knob. Through her eyes and her mouth, she tried to transmit to him the feelings she had, of not just lust and need, but also deep gratitude she had for him, allowing her to be whole again. Her eyes lit up with such overwhelming need for pleasure, that it occurred to both of them in a single knowing look, that she was becoming addicted, not for the first time in her life.

David then had a new worry inside him that he would lose Olivia to Jane and a huge dildo. But despite his knowing fear, he was transfixed by her sexuality as she savoured the pleasure she felt from the dildo stretching and rubbing her, she leaned forward slightly to get extra friction on the sensitive front of her virginal walls, and as it hit the spot, she bit her bottom lip and smiled in that sexy way that stirred David every time. Slowly and considerately, Jane aided Olivia to take the dildo deep inside her, and watched it slide in. Then she took Olivia's hand and directed it to her own clitoris, which soon led to Olivia letting out a deep moan.

David could see however that soon the size started to make Olivia uncomfortable and she lifted herself, he decided then to go through to the kitchen, he needed coffee badly, or something stronger. He casually dropped his jacket over the back of a bar stool, took out his phone and popped it on the counter automatically. Turning to the coffee machine, he spotted that the ladies had moved, they were swapping places. He checked that the beans were topped up, and there was plenty of water before setting it to heat up. Turning again to the fridge for milk, he saw that Olivia was now wearing the strap-on with a different, even bigger toy, and was lying back along the sofa, probably to give David the best possible view.

Moments later, as he closed the fridge door, Olivia was holding the fake cock straight up, and Jane was kneeling facing Olivia, trying with some difficulty to throw a leg over, but couldn't raise her leg high enough. Putting the milk to warm in the microwave, David glanced again towards them, and noted that Olivia had had to lean the thing towards her a bit. Stopping just long enough, David watched as Jane, with Olivia's help, began to work it inside her. As she moved down on it, her expression was one of pure delight, as she was living out her basest fantasy, something she knew was degrading and risky, but she'd had to try it, if only once.

As the microwave dinged, he took the milk and waited for the coffee to finish pouring. Unable to take his eyes away, he watched Jane's own eyes widen and widen, as she was filled and stretched. 'It must hurt soon,' he thought. He heard her deep moans and groans, as he tried to interpret how she was feeling. He really didn't want her to damage herself, for this mad need she had. 'I guess it can't be much different from giving birth, and just think how that must hurt,' he decided.

She let out a high-pitched noise, like a shriek, then said, "My god, it is so, so, so big." Then she uttered, "I think it's deep enough now." Taking a deep breath, she held it, and then started to slowly move up and down, making her body accept it, the same way she had accepted the intrusion into her anus. As her strokes grew in number, she found she could move faster, feeling the friction on her nerves. Olivia was watching her face intently; like David, worried that she didn't damage herself. She became aware that Jane was beginning to build up to a climax, but it was taking its time, as she adjusted to the mix of discomfort and pleasure, and the sense of sheer devilment she had.

Olivia caught her eye and said, "David's watching," and this somehow brought about a total transformation in her.

She looked about. "Where is he?" she uttered.

"He is in the kitchen and has a grandstand view," she smiled.

The idea of David watching her debasement, brought her to a different plane, she wanted him to see her as the dirty slut she felt she was, to see the disgust in his eyes, as he must have felt when he'd seen her all those years ago. In her mind, she could visualise David watching her being ploughed into by Richard. Having realised that it was degrading and meaningless, she could only recall back then that she'd thought it was so grown up. Jane thought it so empowering that she could twist a man round her finger, could make a man lust after her, to have him take her and fuck her hard; she had decided that David couldn't, and he hadn't even tried.

David couldn't watch anymore, the way Jane was behaving at that moment, saddened him. It was no longer about sex and fun. It looked like something different, and he remembered that same feeling from years ago. A sadness creeped over him, a tear started to form, and then Jane turned to look at him. He thought, 'What is that look on her face? There's so much there - disgust, is it? Emptiness? A touch of hatred? Not for me. For her? For Richard maybe?'

She was driven by a need for redemption, somehow, but it was not there to be had. His sadness overcame him, and he had to look away. She interpreted that as rejection, and she began to sob, her body shaking in an unbound sense of hopelessness, regret, and sadness - all wrapped up in one. Olivia pulled her down to her, hugging, and trying to console her. Then David was there, lifting her, hugging her, their tears mingled, and Olivia was looking on, her own tears coming, as she looked upon the sadness that these two people were sharing.

"It's okay," he whispered into Jane's ear. "I forgive you totally and utterly. Don't cry Janie, share your sadness with us, and let us help you heal. We're here for you." Olivia had lost her harness, and she was now joined in a group hug.

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Help arrives -- Jane takes up the narrative

About half an hour into our chores, I got a call from Charlotte, "The young men are on the way," she said, "shouldn't be long."

"Ohh great I said, there's more to do than I expected."

"Keep them busy," she said, and rang off.

When the guys arrived, we weren't too far ahead with the boxing up, so I sent them straight upstairs to help David sort out Richard's things; that way he could concentrate on the boxing. I wandered into the kitchen to see how Olivia was doing, she's beavering away at the moment washing up.

"Let me help," I offered, grabbing a drying cloth. "The boys have arrived, I know they must be twenty or twenty-one, but they look about twenty-four and eighteen," I said, smiling.

She looked questioning at me.

"Well, one of them is dark and is built like a wrestler," I laughed, "the other is the complete opposite--young looking for his age, know what I mean?"

She nodded sagely, showing a little more interest.

"Anyway, where his friend is covered in hair, the other has skin as smooth as a baby's bottom. They both look fit though, so what more can I say."

Olivia nodded her understanding and we discussed how long we thought it'll take to get everything done. "If the guys are up for it, maybe we might need them for two days," I wondered, then continued, "especially as you and David will probably have other things to catch up on at work soon." Olivia nodded sagely.

Having finished the washing up and mulling over what we discussed, I made my way back upstairs. Time flied and the darker boy, Ethan, was sent off to take a look at the garage and tidy up.

David said, "Can you make sure that all the tools are in a logical toolbox, check the drawers, put any obvious stuff away and anything left over, box up. Take a couple of boxes with you to be on the safe side."

"No problem, I know my way around a workshop, leave it to me," and off he went with such enthusiasm, that I wondered if he'd come back any time soon.

I turned to the other boy, Daniel, and asked if he was Charlotte's son.

"No," he said, "Ethan is. We used to be good pals back in school, then he went off to do mechanical engineering, and I'm doing design and architecture; graduate this year."

I could see David subconsciously taking note.

"Where do you live, lad?" he asked Daniel. "Do I know your folks?"

"I live with my Mum, on the other side of town from the school. Her name is Liz, but she doesn't like me calling her that to other people, her name is really Elizabeth."

"Doesn't ring any bells," David said, and looked at me, "how about you, Jane? You've got a wider group of friends than me."

"Let me think about it," I said, "I may have an idea."

We three make decent progress, the main aim was to get Richard's stuff boxed up and downstairs. As the day wore on, it got very hot and the boys stripped off their tops, which I had absolutely no objections to. Comparing the bodies of man and 'boy' was a nice distraction from my other thoughts and worries. I also noticed David glancing down my top from time to time, when I was leaning forward, and I accidentally let the zip slide just a little as the day went on.

Eventually, David said to Daniel, "Why don't you pop downstairs and see if Olivia can find us all something to drink? What do you have, Jane?"

"There should be some sodas in the fridge, but I don't know if Richard has left any beers. A soda would be fine for me; what about you, David?"

"Yes, I'd prefer no alcohol while we are working. Check with Ethan, too."

Daniel disappeared off and we soldiered on. David wandered up behind me, and I could feel his body press against mine, his hands were hovering close to my top. I felt his fingers walking down my skin, and I was willing them to keep going, but with one eye on the door.

Daniel was gone a while, but I lost track of time. David's hands had finally found their way inside my top and were fondling my breasts, my nipples were hard, begging to be sucked. Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore, "Suck them or leave them, David," I said, and I was pleased when his hands went to the zip, thankfully heading downward. He took his time proving just how sensitive I was, as I orgasmed simply from his attention to my nipples.