Teasing the Newly-Weds
Chapter 7: Erica Learns to Love Anal.
From Chapter 5 ...
I turned to the still naked Erica and said, "You ready to learn how to deep throat a cock?"
Erica merely nodded ...
As she was still naked and in my bedroom, everything I needed was at hand.
Instructing Erica to climb back up on the bed and lie crosswise, on her back, with her head hanging over the edge of the bed, I gathered the items I needed together. I doubled the four lengths of braided silk rope over, fed the ends through the loop created, and placed one each on Erica's wrists and ankles. As I drew the rope through the loop to tighten it onto her, I ensured my fingers were between the rope and Erica's skin.
Silk rope is wonderfully soft, so it is fantastic for bondage, but it does get very hot as it slides across the skin.
Taking the ends, I securely fastened each of her wrists and ankles to the head and footboards of my bed. Pulling them tight, I soon had her at full stretch.
Erica's full breasts were lifted and almost fell upward toward her chin in this position.
Taking a pillow, and much to Erica's surprise by the look on her face, I reached under her and easily lifted almost the entirety of her body off the mattress so I could slip a pillow under her hips. This pushed her freshly shaven pudenda lewdly forward.
Moisture was already gathering on her slit.
Pausing to stroke and tweak her nipples, I slipped the middle finger of my right hand inside Erica's pussy. Pressing the fleshy part of my finger between the second and third knuckle firmly against her clitoris, I hooked the pad on that same finger (the bit they use for fingerprints) up and back a bit.
Quickly finding Erica's Gspot and rubbing my finger across it, I cruelly raked my nails, such as they were, across her nipples simultaneously, placing the thumb of my right hand on her clit, stroking that delicious nub back and forth.
With a surprised grunt, Erica popped immediately over the edge into a shuddering orgasm.
"I never cum that easily!" She told me breathlessly.
"By the time I'm finished with you, you'll be cumming on-demand, as Anna does, my wanton little slut girl," I informed her.
"Do you think I can? Erica asked me almost plaintively.
"I assume you were still a virgin when you married, Harry? I asked her.
"Yes," she said embarrassedly.
"And he hasn't been much good at taking care of your needs? In fact, from what you said earlier, he doesn't seem to like sex at all?
Erica shook her head sadly. "Until today, when he said what he did to you before heading out with Mistress Vicky (MsV) and Anna, I wasn't sure he even loved me. I've led a very sheltered life, and Harry was the first man my mother would accept to show any genuine interest in me.
So I, kind of, married him because there wasn't any other way out. Oh, he's kind to me, not something I'm used to, but our relationship lacks passion. That's why I want you all to show us how! I couldn't stand years of a loveless and sexless marriage!"
"Harry is extremely emotionally and sexually repressed," I told her. "He's terrified he's gay, unbelievable as that is in this day and age, so he suppresses perfectly natural desires, like wanting to crossdress, and mistakes fantasising about sucking cock and being fucked in the ass as being 'gay'."
"Well, straight guys don't fantasise about or do those things, do they?" Erica asked me.
"My girl, the only difference between a 'straight guy' and a bisexual guy is a six-pack of beer, a hot tub, and a reasonably attractive transgirl! Trust me on this one! I've seen it happen way too often. Twenty minutes and four beers later, the straight guy has usually not only had his cock sucked by the Tgirl but is happily sucking hers!
I'll introduce you to my friend Elise one day, and you'll see what I mean. I swear she's been fucked by first time 'straight' guys more than anyone else!" I explained to her.
"The figures say about 70% of crossdressers consider themselves straight, and another large percentage consider themselves 'transbian', only willing to have sex with women and other transgirls or crossdressers," I pointed out. "Harry would never go out on his own to find a cock, or pussy, for that matter, to play with. But he will do so willingly and enthusiastically if a dominant female 'gives him permission'. MsV and Anna will certainly have had him sucking some cock by now!" I told her. I knew of their plan to take Harry to Club X.
"Harry has a need to serve dominant people. Doing that allows him to escape from his religious and social conditioning and freely express his desires and sexuality.
But all of this doesn't matter! It just means us three, MsV, Anna, and I, don't have to undo any bad behaviours you may have otherwise learnt. As far as your sexuality is concerned, you both are a blank page or, more accurately, perhaps, an unwritten book. I, and the other two, will delight in filling those book pages up!"
Erica nodded thoughtfully.
After this rather strange to be having, with Erica being tied helplessly and wantonly over my bed, conversation, I asked her if she was ready to proceed. Erica nodded a yes to me. Out of the top drawer, I took a product specially purchased from Honey Birdette called 'On', a clitoris stimulant of surprising effectiveness, put a drop on the tip of my finger (all you need is a drop), and smeared it on Erica's clitoris. The sudden warmth of this gel on her clit caused a shocked grunt to explode out of Erica's mouth, quickly followed by an up thrusting of her hips.
"Oh, My God! What is that?" She asked.
