Chapter 5 - Possibilities
While in the student building one afternoon with her friends, Sasha noticed some students gathered near a bulletin board with a heading that read "foreign opportunities" in a few different languages.
She walked over and read the various posters on the board: Freiburg, Strasbourg, Exeter, Edinburgh, Madrid, Qatar, Canada, and others. Most were language immersion-type programs, but one of the Canadian ones had some degree building potential.
Sasha was fluent in a few languages and conversant and able to read more. Students could not only take some courses already scheduled for their degrees, but also complete an international diploma that could be transferred almost anywhere. In addition, she could maybe leapfrog into a Masters.
Familiar arms circled her waist, and she leaned back into Rene's embrace as he whispered in her ear. "What's up?"
"Looking at opportunities."
"Anything good?"
"Well, the one in Vancouver looks like I could get to a Masters in Linguistics in a short period of time. My goal is seven languages. I have lived and been schooled all over."
"I'd like to school you in a couple of things."
"Settle down, now, boy." She turned and kissed him.
The two young lovers looked I to each other's eyes.
They were now recognized as a couple by a lot of people at school as they were together all the time. They had even been complimented by strangers on the street and in restaurants.
One elderly woman who had seen them in their favorite French restaurant had paid their bill. She came to their table as they were about to eat their unordered, and unexpected dessert.
"I have seen you here before," she said in Parisian accented French. "You look so beautiful together, and so in love. Je m'appelle Chantelle," she said extending her hand.
René stood and gallantly lifted her hand and kissed it. "Sasha et René
Merci beaucoup. The dinner was too kind."
Chantelle was impressed. She gave him a personal card. "Let me show you both my home some time. It is historical, a heritage property."
Sasha stood and shook her hand and invited her to sit for a moment.
Oh, mais, non. I am going home. Very tired."
Sasha persisted, and their benefactress stayed for a brandy to help her sleep better, she told them.
Chantelle had seen a lot in her many years and the youths were entertained by her vivacity at the age of 90. Both ended up keeping in contact with her for her remaining years.
After classes were over, Sasha and René thought they would visit the sex shop they had seen on a pretty market street a while ago on the day they had first had sex.
The store had a full array of fun sex toys. The young couple browsed and laughed. The saleswoman was helpful, telling them about customers' favorites and the various uses of the toys. They left with a harness with an integrated collar, leather cuffs, a vibrator, a glass dildo, a stroker, his & hers butt plugs, lubes, and a board game titled "Sexual Pursuit". The game was essentially a trivia game with rewards and "punishments" - or so it said on the box.
When they got to Sasha's place, they were relieved to see that Hannah had left a note and would be out until "later". She also included a stern, "PLEASE WIPE DOWN ALL SURFACES AFTER USE" as a postscript. René pointed to a container of disposable wipes on the coffee table.
Sasha grabbed René's collar and pulled him close for a kiss. She never got used to René's strong arms encircling her waist - it always felt new somehow.
As her body melted into his embrace, he did not hesitate. He was soon undressing her - and she him. His cock sprang hard from his boxers and her pussy was wet and ready. She stroked his erection and balls as he rubbed her wet pussy. He started sucking on her nipples as she ran the fingers of one hand through his hair, the other tight on his cock. His hand rubbing her clit was turning her on more and more.
"Wait!" Sasha cried. She pushed the startled René back a bit and put a finger to his lips. " I want to try some of our new toys, too. Not just a quick shag."
"Uh. Okay. Any particular one?"
"Let's open them and look."
They put everything out on the coffee table and decided to use the wipes Hannah had left, and the raised them with soap and hot water.
The butt plugs were small as they had never tried any butt toys before, and each liked a certain amount of anal stimulation. The teardrop-shaped plugs were shiny chrome and each had a short stem and a fake jewel inset on the base. "His" was a shiny black spade, "Hers" a red heart. The stroker was a silicon stretchy tube with soft ribs and textures on the inside.
The glass dildo was purple and had a curve to improve G-spot stimulation. It had a rounded head on either end and textured glass bumps below one head, and ridges below the other. The middle portion was smooth. The woman in the store assured Sasha that the textured areas were "incredibly pleasurable", but to "Go slowly. Glass is hard - but so beautiful. And do try putting it in the fridge for a while."
The vibe had some charge, but they wiped it and began a USB charge. It was neon pink and U-shaped to fit inside a vagina on one end while snugly wrapping around the clitoral area. It was not too large, and the saleswoman had told them how it was for use alone or during sex. It had a remote control to change vibes and intensity, but it could also be paired with their phones. Sasha was particularly looking forward to that one.
René was keen on the collar/harness. It was soft but sturdy leather, and quite simple. He asked Sasha to kneel first, and she dutifully complied. The collar fit around Sasha's long slender neck, and she had to ask him to tighten it to the last notch. A thick strap ran down between her ample breasts to a metal ring. From the ring, straps wrapped around her torso like bra straps, fastening in the back. It framed her 34 C's enticingly, and René could not resist playing with her stiff, button-sized nipples momentarily. His cock at face level, Sasha rewarded him, sucking and licking it.
A metal ring graced the collar. René had Sasha offer her wrists, and he put matching leather cuffs on each. He enjoyed this simple pleasure - her submissive pose provoked his erection which she sucked and licked. On a later date, he would cuff her hands to the collar ring to restrain her hands. A second set went around Sasha' ankles. Sasha's vagina was wet and she was aroused by this dynamic, partly inspired by pics Hannah had sent her. She looked forward to the point where she would give her handsome lover the power to dominate her.
They decided to leave the game for later. Sasha got some water-based lube and they went to her bed with their playthings.
She applied lube to the inside of the stroker, pushed René's foreskin back, exposing the smooth, sensitive head she loved lo lick and suck, her tongue swirling around the bottom and up to the hole. The tube covered his shaft but could be - with lube - maneuvered all over his cock. It could stretch so much, it could be pulled over his balls.
She pushed the tube over his tumescent prick and instructed him to lie on his back. She straddled him so he could eat her hot wet pussy while she tantalized his penis.
