Chapter 5

Felicia was at home getting ready to head over to Blake’s house. She’d messaged him earlier to see if he was free, which he was, of course, and she was very excited to go over.

As Felicia slipped on a pair of thigh-high stockings, she couldn’t help but wonder where all this was going. What started as a simple business exchange had morphed into something more complicated. She liked him, and he liked her, but they weren’t dating or even planning to date. He was much too old for her, plus she’d be heading back to college in a few months. But there was something there, something she couldn’t explain.

It wasn’t just the sexual exploration they were both experiencing. It felt more fulfilling than just the usual screwing. She’d done plenty of that in her life, and it rarely felt like anything more than a fleeting gasp, much like most of the sex itself. She wasn’t sure what it truly was, but she couldn’t wait for more. There was just one complication, her sister Trixie. Since Trixie invited herself to join her and Blake, Felicia was feeling like she was losing out on her playtime. Trixie had snuck over again last time, interrupting their intimate private time. This time would be different, though.

She attached her stockings to her garter belt, stood up, and smoothed out her skirt before looking in the mirror. Damn, she looked good. A full black leather outfit, including a black leather sleeveless shirt and a tight black leather skirt, with black stockings. She looked like she belonged to a biker gang, and her sister’s mouth hung open as she passed her room on the way to the door.

“Damn, Felicia! You look amazing,” Trixie said, knowing her parents weren’t there to hear them.

“Thanks. Now remember, don’t come over for at least a half hour. You owe me this from last time, remember?”

“I know, I know. After that, though?” The younger sibling asked, wondering what they were going to do.

“I honestly don’t know, that’s half the fun. I never know what Blake has in his head to do to me ... or, I guess us, when I go over.”

“Ok, so I’ll see you in a little bit. Have fun!” Trixie said with a knowing smile. Felicia left the house, wondering what perverted ideas Blake had cooked up for them tonight. The thought made her pussy wet, just thinking about what they’d done so far. She’d never met anyone like him before. It brought a few butterflies to her stomach, but she tried to ignore them as she made her way to his house. She climbed the front step and rang the doorbell.

“Holy shit!” Blake said as he opened the door. “How’d you get out of the house wearing that?”

“Parents are out tonight, so I thought it might be dress up time. You like?” she asked, doing a little spin as she walked in and shut the door behind her.

“You’re hot enough to wake the dead, girl,” Blake said, grabbing her around the waist and planting a heavy kiss on her lips.

“Mmmmm ... seems like someone is excited to see me,” she replied, feeling the growing bulge in his pants.

“Of course! I can’t think of anyone I’d rather see at my door wearing black leather. Why don’t we go into the living room, I’ve got a few new toys for you.”

They headed into the living room where a nondescript brown box sat on the coffee table. Felicia was curious about what Blake was up to today and was wet with anticipation. She walked to the couch and sat down, intentionally not crossing her legs.

“Let’s start with a little spanking action,” Blake said, opening the box and pulling out a familiar paddle.

“Oh yes! Spank me, Blake,” Felicia said, turning around and bending over on the couch. Blake moved behind her, lifted up her skirt to reveal her garter and panties, and lightly pulled off her underwear. He pulled the paddle back and smacked her flat across her ass cheeks, making a loud fleshy sound.

“OH OW!” she cried. Blake rubbed her ass where he hit her before striking her again on the other cheek. She cried out again, in both pain and pleasure. Blake spread her legs wider, then struck her inner thighs, one on each side. A tear ran down Felicia’s cheek, but she didn’t tell him to stop. Quite the contrary, she was getting more and more aroused after each paddling.

He struck her several more times, moving from place to place, keeping her from guessing where he might hit next. On his final use of the paddle, he lined up and aimed true, striking her directly on her soaked pussy, causing her to cry out yet again. When he pulled the paddle away, a clear wet mark was visible on the paddle’s surface.

“Did you like that, little girl?” he taunted her.

“God yes. I love everything you do to me,” she said breathlessly.

“Good, cause here’s something else.” He reached into the box and pulled out a couple inch-long plug, rubbed it up and down her pussy to wet it and then stuffed it up her ass.

“Ooof,” she said, as it entered her rectum. She felt it lock into place, and it was a strange feeling. It was different from having a cock in her ass. It didn’t move in or out. It just stayed there, stuck, and teasing her.

“That’s a medium one, to get you used to them. We can move onto bigger ones in the future,” he said, slowly unzipping her skirt. When it was loose enough, he slid it down her legs and off. Soon, her shirt landed on the floor as well. The only clothing she was still wearing were the garter belt and the stockings.

“Now that I’m mostly naked, what are you going to do to me?” she playfully said, wiggling her butt at him.

“Oh, it’s not what I’m going to do. It’s what you’re going to do to yourself,” he said with a grin.

“Oh?” she said questioningly, “do you want me to masturbate in front of you?”

“Kind of, but using this.” Blake pulled out a thick cucumber from the box and handed it to her. She’d never fucked food before, so this would be new. She sat down on the couch and spread her legs wide apart. The girth of this vegetable was thicker than any cock she’d ever had. She couldn’t even fit it in her mouth to get it wet first. She just licked around the bumpy surface before attempting to insert it into her vagina.

Tentatively, she placed it at the entrance of her pussy and slowly pushed it in, feeling the size of it stretch her out. She let her body adapt to the invading vegetable before pushing in further. While she was waiting for her box to adjust, she saw Blake start stripping in front of her. His hard cock standing straight out towards her. It gave her a bit of courage to push the rest into her as far as it could go, hitting the back wall of her vagina.

Blake watched the large vegetable stretch Felicia’s pussy to its limits. When she slowly withdrew it, she gaped wide open until she filled it again with her new toy. He could see a mix of pleasure and a little pain on her face. As she gently pumped her hole, her eyes squinted, and her brow furrowed with concentration.

The sight made Blake’s hard cock strain inside his pants, yearning to be freed from their confinement. He obliged, unzipping his fly and dropping them to the ground. Now naked, watching the lewd act in front of him, Blake stroked his own rigid cock. There was something special watching a girl masturbate, he thought to himself. While one hand pushed the cucumber up her twat, the other massaged her breasts or occasionally would drift down and rub her clit, which would elicit a moan.

Felicia’s feet were in the air now, as she had loosened up enough to fuck herself harder with the veggie. They were almost at the height of Blake’s cock, which gave him an idea. He picked up a bottle of lube and rubbed it all over his rod, then poured a little on Felicia’s feet. She looked at him quizzically, her eyes slightly glazed over from her own activities.

Blake took her feet and closed them around his cock, making a tight seal. He started thrusting into the hollow he had made between her arches of the soles of her feet. With the lube, it felt good, and it gave him an up-close view to the entertainment in front of him. He looked down and watched the long, thick cucumber fill her pink hole as she looked at him fucking her feet. This was the sight Trixie walked in on.

“Wow, you two really do some weird shit,” Trixie said, standing in the hallway, her shirt already half unbuttoned.

“You were supposed to give us a half hour,” Felicia said, her orgasm building in her body.

“I did. Even some extra. How long have you two been doing this?” The girl asked, as her bra hit the floor.

“A while, I guess,” Blake answered, thrusting hard against the older sister’s feet. “Since you’re here, wanna help?” he asked.

“Sure, let me just get the rest of my clothes off,” Trixie said, quickly stripping off her jeans and panties and skipping up beside Blake. She watched his cock fuck her sister’s lubed up feet and then her sister fucking herself with what looked like a cucumber. Blake bent sideways and kissed the young girl hello before returning to his task.

“What do you want me to do?” Trixie asked, placing her hand on Blake’s ass.

“I’m gonna cum pretty soon, and I want you to take it in your mouth when I do,” he said, as some sweat dripped down his face.

“Ok, sure but how do I...” Trixie faded off, trying to figure out the best way to get in there without getting hit or kicked in the face. She tried leaning over, but it was too awkward, and she had nothing to hold on to. Bending over and resting her hands on the coffee table didn’t give her a good angle on his cock and her sister’s feet were in the way.

Trixie figured the best way was to simply put one leg over her veggie-fucking sister and bend down with her hands on Blake’s legs. As she moved into position, her pussy was spread slightly open to her sister’s gaze. Trixie took the head of Blake’s cock in her mouth, tasting the strange oily flavor of the lubricant.

For some reason, looking at her younger sister’s pink inner folds turned Felicia on. She’d never been attracted to girls before. She had experimented a bit in school, but it never went further than making out. She hoped it wasn’t just because it was her sister that was the turn on, because that would be fucked up, but it did make her curious. She thrusted that long veggie harder, her legs started to shake, she knew she had to keep her feet together as she came hard.

Trixie heard her sister groan under her and watched her quake. As Blake fucked her sister’s feet, she tried to keep at least the head of his cock in her mouth. She saw him twitching and his body tensing up as he prepared to cum. She steadied herself, waiting for the first spurt to hit her mouth. With a loud groan, the warm salty thick liquid sprayed into her mouth, then again, and again. She didn’t get a chance to swallow before her mouth was full of his cream.

He released Felicia’s feet and looked at Trixie’s face, her cheeks puffed out, and her eyes watered from his sperm. He pulled his meat from her mouth, and a small dribble of cum followed out, running down her chin. It looked like she was having a difficult time with the amount though.

“Are you ok, Trix? Do you want to spit it out?” he asked, but she shook her head no. She swallowed a big gulp and then started coughing, spittle spraying on the table. Blake went to the kitchen and got her a bottle of water to drink. She took a big swig, which caused her to cough some more.

“Well, that was fun,” Felicia said, pulling the cucumber from her pussy and relaxing her legs on the coffee table.

“Yeah, that was definitely new to me,” Blake replied, after handing Felicia a towel to clean her feet. “Thanks for the help, Trixie. You feel better now?”

“Yeah, I think it just was too much at one time. I’ll get better, I promise,” Trixie said, having a seat beside her sister. “Can I ask, why do you two do this weird stuff? Like, I get it turns you on and fetishes and stuff, but like, sex seems fun enough on its own.”

It was a simple question she’d asked, but by the looks in both their eyes she could tell she’d hit on something. Blake sat down in a chair across from the two girls, a stumped look on his face. Felicia looked equally confused, trying to figure out how to explain this to her less experienced sister.