Never Judge a Book by Its Cover Ch. 03

My arrangement with Marie has now been going on for a number of weeks. I don't think either of us consider it to be a relationship. We are certainly fond of one another. From her perspective, she has been there, done that and got the T shirt and has no intention of becoming that involved again. I could actually see a relationship developing but respect her wishes. I'm not sure that my parents would view it in a positive light. Even less so, if they ever found out, what we had been up to, so far!

For both of us, the sex was progressing, presumably egged on by the advances we were each making. Marie showed me a new DVD. Her hand trembled as she slid it into the TV. She sat next to me, grinning like a Cheshire cat, as the action showed her fisting herself, with her left hand, followed a while later by fully inserting her largest butt plug. I asked what it felt like. She said, that getting to her previous limit wasn't a problem but there was a slight twinge of pain as she went beyond that. However, that eased as the neck of the plug settled in to place. She felt a wave of relief, having finally achieved one of her goals. Not only had she got it in but masturbating with it in place had resulted in a massive orgasm, during which she squirted for the first and so far, only time in her life.

For my part, I continued to use the butt plug Marie had bought me. I'd occasionally wear it to work. When she visited the coffee shop, we would surreptitiously wink at each other, if we had a plug in. I'd used some of my wages, to purchase a prostate specific vibrator and an 8 inch anal dildo, the next size up to the one Marie used on me. Although I didn't use these as frequently as Marie, they were certainly regular aspects of my masturbation time. As a result, I had improved my ability to hold off my orgasm. Not only that, I found that despite needing some rest, I could definitely cum a couple of more times in a day. As you will imagine, this pleased Marie. It meant that breaks in our longer sessions were less frequent and that when I was with her, she needed to masturbate less.

On the social side of things, life hadn't changed at all for me. The friends I had prior to university, had like me, graduated but none had returned to our home town. I kept in touch but anything face to face was out of the question. I think that my parents believed my Wednesday and Sunday absences were due to me meeting my friends. I did nothing to dissuade them from this view. Marie on the other hand was making some progress. She had spent some time getting to know the only other woman in her office.

Lisa was a lady in her late fifties, stockily built, with dyed blond hair. She was married and had been, to the same man for over 30 years. They would from time to time, stop off at a bar, for a couple of drinks, on the way home from work. Lisa lived not far from the office, so the opposite side of town to us. On one of these bar sessions, Lisa said, how would you fancy coming to a ladies only party on Sunday? Marie was curious. One of Lisa's neighbours had invited her to a sex toy party, run by one of the big supply companies. Marie grinned, if only she knew! Lisa said she was a bit nervous about going but had an idea of spicing up her love life. This had become a bit routine over the 30 years. I'll think about it, was Marie's response. Initially, she wasn't particularly interested. What could she order, which she didn't already have. Also, it meant missing one of our sessions. When she mentioned it, I said she should go. It will be good for you to meet some other people.

The following Wednesday, I got the full story. Marie had arrived at Lisa's a few minutes early. They crossed the street to her neighbours house, a large detached property with a long driveway in the front. They were welcomed by a tall blonde, perhaps in her mid to late 30s, with an impressive pair of breasts. Lisa introduced Marie to Debbie and they went in to an impressive lounge, maybe twice the size of Marie's. Although they arrived at the stated time, it appeared that the rest of the guests had been early. There were about twenty women, ranging from about 30 to 60 years old.

Lisa pointed out a couple of women she knew from the area but had no idea who most of them were. They presumed that they were Debbie's friends or relatives. A large dining table was set at one end of the room, awash with bottles of wine and glasses, not to mention a substantial buffet. Debbie directed them to help themselves. After selecting a glass of red, they found seats, which had been arranged around a large rug, in the centre of the floor. Kneeling on the floor, surrounded by cases, was the company representative. Debbie introduced her as Michaela. She began by distributing order forms to everyone, assuring them that any order made would be made discretely and delivered in a plain package.

As Marie expected, by her standards, most of the goods on offer were pretty tame. Although it was interesting, watching the reactions of some of the women. Some appeared shocked others more appreciative. As time passed and more wine was consumed, the atmosphere became more raucous. Some of the women were obviously less inhibited than other, with comments like, oh, I'm having that, that won't fit anywhere and he's not using that on me. Marie could see Lisa, red faced, filling in a number of details on her sheet, although she wasn't sat close enough to see what she was choosing. She was clearly intent on adding a lot of spice to her love life. I wonder if her husband was up for it? Marie's only order was a black figure of eight silicone contraption. A cock ring with a loop for the balls, which she hoped I'd like. The main thing Marie got from the party was the time spent talking to Jen, the younger lady sat on her right.

Jen was quite petite, maybe 5 feet tall, very slim, with short blonde hair. She was 32 years old and like Marie, divorced. It transpired that she had been married to Debbie's brother. Despite the divorce they remained on good terms. Jen was pretty open about herself, perhaps because of the quantity of wine flowing. She said that her marriage broke down, because of almost continual arguments. Marie asked what she was doing now. I'm living alone, in a small flat in town, for the moment I'm happy with that. No boyfriends? No, I'm not even looking. Marie asked why are you here. I'm just here for the socialising, Jen replied. Debbie holds these parties fairly regularly and I've already got everything I need. I know what you mean, said Marie. Want to get a snack said Jen, Marie nodded and they left the circle. After adding a few snacks to their plates, they settled on a couple of dining chairs away from the group.

Did you mean what you said about the products, Marie asked, Jen nodded. Care to share? why not Jen responded. It transpired that Jen had been divorced for about 9 months. During her marriage, the sex had been good, it just wasn't a good relationship. She and her husband used dildos and vibrators on a fairly regular basis. Nothing too extreme, like some of the items on display at the party. Jen admitted that she was quite tight and anything beyond a normal penis size became uncomfortable rather than enjoyable. After the divorce, she had kept the toy collection, adding the odd item at Debbie's parties. She let slip that Debbie had varied sexual tastes. She's had affairs with both men and women, supplemented by numerous complementary items she received for hosting the parties. Marie shot Debbie a glance and wondered how extreme her tastes were.

At the moment, I'm happy taking care of myself, Jen added, how about you? Marie hesitated, unsure how much to divulge, to someone she had only just met. However, Jen had been pretty open. Marie explained about the divorce and her own reliance on masturbation. She took a large mouthful of wine, paused and began to explain where her self pleasure had led. My god, said Jen, you really put things that big in your ass? Yep, Marie replied. I had anal once, with my husband, said Jen, I thought I was going to die, the pain was so intense. Thankfully, he came in about twenty seconds. I bet he just shoved it in, said Marie. That's not good, you have to take your time. You've obviously had more experience than me said Jen. As the party wound down, they exchanged numbers and agreed to meet up soon.

Lisa asked Marie, if she had enjoyed the party, they thanked Debbie and walked a little unsteadily down the drive. A sudden blast of fresh air after so much wine wasn't the best mixture. Want to come in for a coffee, she said. Marie agreed, sobering up a little before heading off was a good idea. Lisa made a couple of large mugs of coffee and they settled down on the sofa. It was clear that Lisa was extremely drunk, probably, her nervousness about the party had pushed her to drink more than normal. Marie asked if she knew Debbie well. Not really, we are only on passing acquaintance terms, it is the first time I've been invited to a party. Although, I know that she holds them from time to time. Lisa continued, it is well known in the area, that she gets it on with all sorts of people. I found out recently, that her husband knows and from time to time joins in. I can't imagine that at all, said Lisa, I've only been with my husband in all the time we've been married.

Marie decided, it was worth risking some questions, presuming Lisa's drunkenness would elicit some interesting answers. What did you order? Lisa paused, quite a lot, I think I got a bit carried away. I only have an old, pink, plastic vibrator which Malcolm bought me years ago. Seeing all of those modern things, got me thinking about what I had been missing out on. Sex with Malcolm is good, we do it a couple of times a week but it tends to be the same thing each time. I suck him, he licks me, then fucks me, whilst rubbing my clit. It always gets me off, particularly as he has a huge cock. Marie's eyes widened, really, she said, My ex husband was only average and I've never seen anything much bigger than 7 inches. Lisa was obviously emboldened and keen to boast. That's nothing, he's 11 inches when fully hard. My fingers don't meet round his bell end.

Oh my god, what have I said, exclaimed Lisa. Don't worry, I'm not going to tell anyone, besides I don't really know anyone around here other than you. I'm certainly not going to spread it around at work. Lisa looked relieved, I got carried away. It is a standing joke in his family. Apparently all of the men are well endowed. I'd guessed as much, soon after I met him. His brother always wore tight jeans and you could see his cock down the thigh of his trousers. I know I shouldn't have been staring but I couldn't help it. Marie giggled.

So, if you don't mind me asking, how far did you get carried away and what have you ordered. Lisa thought for a while, obviously trying to recall, through an alcoholic haze. As, I said, I've had one vibrator for years, I enjoy it but find the surface a bit hard. Seeing all of those soft rubbery things, I just had to get one. I went for a good sized rabbit. All of the functions seemed interesting, my current one is either on or off. Sometimes, the vibrations are just too intense on my clit. Marie said, I already have one, you will love it. Lisa continued, I also picked a large pink dildo, It reminded me of Malcolm, about the same size. I've got used to that, so it seemed like a good choice.

I occasionally need some relief when Malcolm is on a business trip. Mostly, I just use my fingers. They are usually good for a couple of orgasms, to keep me going, until he gets back. Feeling more confident and relaxed, she continued. I love it when Malcolm goes down on me. He can normally get me off a couple of times, before we fuck. Sometimes, he will brush my asshole with his fingers, which feels nice. If I'm really wet, he will sometimes stick in his finger or thumb. That is normally enough to tip me over the edge. He has clearly twigged that this got me exited.

A number of times, over the years, he's suggested fucking my ass. I've always refused. The thought of taking his huge cock up there, frightened me. I think I could possibly manage his shaft but the thought of his huge bell end forcing my hole scared me. So, one of the things I ordered, was an anal training kit and some lube. The one with three butt plugs of increasing sizes. Does that shock you, coming from an old woman, Lisa asked, not many women my age are open to discussing stuff like this. Not at all replied Marie, I'm sure people have been having anal sex for centuries, even though it used to be illegal. In fact I class myself as somewhat of an aficionado.

I use a plug about double the size of the largest one Michaela was showing you. Lisa's eyes bulged and her jaw dropped. God, you can get that inside yourself. Yes, but it takes time. Start small and work up to it. Even when I'm using the big boy, I work up to it very gradually. What does it feel like, Lisa urged, keen for more. It's great, there are plenty of nerve endings in your anus. A combination of that, a vibrator in my vagina and rubbing my clit, is amazing. You do all of that, at the same time, Lisa questioned. Marie nodded. You can feel the vibrations transferring through the walls of the vagina and hitting the plug. Although Lisa had been penetrated with fingers and thumbs, she'd never had both holes filled at the same time. Get Malcolm to help you, Marie said, I'm sure it will turn him on. Start with the smallest plug, while he fucks you, you won't regret it.

Lisa continued to sip her coffee and stayed quiet for a while, obviously trying to process the information her younger colleague had imparted. Also, that she had given such an explicit description of her sex life. Something she wouldn't have dreamed of, without half a dozen glasses of wine. Marie broke the silence, is that the lot? If so, you have a long way to go, to catch me up, she grinned. Lisa thought for a minute, as far as I remember, just one other thing, a cock ring for Malcolm. Although he fucks me hard and lasts pretty well, a lot better than when he was younger, it isn't always enough. He will nearly always fall asleep shortly after he cums. Even though he will probably have got me off a couple of times with his tongue and again while we fuck. I sometimes feel the need for more. I frequently rub my clit, using his cum to lubricate it, to get off. Marie said, yes, it can be difficult.

Men are usually one and done but lots of women are multi orgasmic. Personally, I can knock out loads in a day. Lisa wondered about the cock ring, I hope it is big enough. Michaela said that it helps delay orgasm and retains the blood in a man's dick. Hopefully, it will mean that Malcolm will be able to fuck me to two or three orgasms as I much prefer those. He's a lucky man said Marie, I hope he appreciates it. Marie continued, strangely enough, that was the only item I ordered today. I have a friend who may appreciate it. Let me know how you get on, unless you think that it is a bit weird. Based on what we have shared today, I don't think anything is going to be weird, Lisa replied, I'll think about it.

Marie had been careful to avoid divulging too much about our arrangements. Lisa was now aware that there was someone but not who it was and what the circumstances were. During our next session, Marie carefully fitted the new device. I'm nothing like Malcolm's size, just over 6 inches. She slowly slid one part down my erect shaft until it reached my pubic bone. Then cupping my balls, eased the other part up my scrotum. The constriction felt strange but not unpleasant. It certainly had the desired result, my hard on lasted until the pressure was released. Marie was delighted with the purchase, the increase in duration meant a whole slew or orgasms for her.

A couple of weeks after the party, Marie and Lisa were enjoying one of their after work drinks sessions. After a couple of drinks, Lisa asked if they could go somewhere to talk in private. No problem said Marie, come to my place. They paid the tab and took a short taxi ride. Marie gestured for Lisa to take a seat and poured them a couple of drinks. Is something wrong she asked. Quite the opposite, Lisa said. She took a large sip of her drink, possibly unsure where to start. Most of my friends are my age or older, we grew up in an age when sex wasn't discussed, certainly not openly. You are the only person, I've shared anything with. Go ahead, Marie urged, I won't judge you and I'm not going to make anything you say public. After what appeared to be a large gulp of her brandy, Lisa began. Well, my order from Debbie's party arrived about a week ago. When Malcolm got home, I revealed my purchases. I wasn't sure how he would react. Would he think I could get by without him, or would he be enthusiastic. His eyes lit up. Wow he said, can we have a go now. I was taken aback, it was only 6pm and we hadn't even started dinner. Normally, sex is a bedtime thing, after 10. I could see him adjusting his cock, evidently hardening in his trousers. Lisa paused, go on said Marie, did you agree.

Lisa clearly needed some Dutch courage to continue. She drained her glass. Marie took it and poured her another. She began to unfold the events of the evening. We took the box upstairs to the bedroom and unwrapped everything, laying it out on the bed, for inspection. Malcolm said, come on, my cock is straining at the leash. I don't think either of us had felt like this in years. We virtually ripped our clothes off. He had been right, his cock was at full extension. His circumcision meant that the head stood out proudly, glistening. Usually, we would just get under the covers and get on with it. Today was different.

Malcolm picked up the dildo and held it against himself, snap, he quipped. I had to agree, pretty similar, although I'm guessing the dildo was slightly longer but with a less prominent bell end. I knelt down and took his knob in my mouth, it is a bit of a stretch. He was obviously turned on as liquid was oozing from the tip, even before my lips touched it. Not wanting him to get too exited, I only did this for a couple of minutes. I moved on to the bed, perching my ass on the side, my legs hanging over the side. He leant down and ran his tongue up and down my slit. I was so turned on, I came as soon as his lips brushed my clit. The quickest I'd cum in years. He kept on, knowing that I'd be happy if he did this for hours. After a couple more orgasms, he said, want to try some of these gadgets? OK, I agreed. He picked up the dildo, how about this in your ass, he said. I scowled and said don't even think about it. Just joking, he said, how about we start with this little plug? I nodded. He rubbed some lube on it, then some more, on my ass. I felt the plug rubbing my hole, it gradually entered until it popped in fully.

Not uncomfortable and not much bigger than Malcolm's thumb, which had been in there on numerous occasions. Cool he said, that looks great. I must admit to feeling a bit self conscious. Although he regularly fingered it, he didn't normally stare at my anus, so intently. I need to cum, he said, I'm fit to bust. Are you OK, if I fuck you with the plug in? Go ahead. He eased his knob into me. He knows he is big, so takes his time for me to adjust. Like you said, the feeling of having both holes filled is amazing. He began to fuck me, he was really turned on as pounding me hard. I reached over and grabbed the rabbit, switched it on, I've no idea what setting and placed it on my clit. This was too much for both of us. Malcolm grunted, pushed his dick in, as far as it would go and shot what felt like a huge load into me. I'm not normally loud in bed but I screamed, this seemed to please Malcolm. I clamped my muscles round his cock, wanting to prolong my own orgasm as long as possible. My clit was throbbing and I could feel my ass twitching on the plug. I have to say, that it was the best sex I've ever had and I had to wait until I'm almost 60.

Marie smiled, I said you'd love it. Clearly, Malcolm does too.