Message from author: I know it's been a long time since the last chapter of this series was posted, and I apologize for that. It was unavoidable. This story pushes the edges of many envelopes, especially in this chapter. If you haven't read the previous chapters, you might not understand some of things going on in this chapter.
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I looked into Julie's eyes and reached out to take the 'Fuck-Me-Panties' from her. Yes, I heard her warning β I heard it loud and clear. Yes, I knew that if I put them on, both she and Cathy were going to have a turn at me with the strap-on. Yes, I firmly understood that there was something more to all of it β something symbolic and powerful. I accepted all of this as I took the 'Fuck-Me-Panties' in my hand. By putting them on, I knew the destination of my journey tonight would end up with my ass being fucked by one, and maybe both of them. "Fine by me," I though.
I took a step back from the bed to put the panties on, but, Cathy moved to my side and took the panties away from me. "Here," Cathy said, "let me help you." In a way, her offer made me feel submissive to her, a feeling I was beginning to enjoy and cherish.
As she had done already once this evening, she knelt in front of me to help me put on my panties. Cathy held the 'Fuck-Me-Panties' open for me to step into..... first one leg, and then the other followed by Cathy pulling the soft and stretchy panties up my legs, stopping at mid-thigh. I wondered why she had stopped but when I saw her look at Julie and then nod, I realized there was something symbolic about not pulling my panties all the way up my legs.
Cathy got up from her kneeling position and moved back to stand side by side with Julie, who had moved to the middle of the room. "Greg," Julie said, "tonight is kind of a 'Rite Of Passage' night for you. But, when it's over, I don't want you to feel like you were tricked or forced into anything. If you want to continue, you'll need to pull those up yourself. We'll consider that to be your voluntary permission to continue with what we have planned. So, pull them up and stick your cock through the front hole if you're ready."
I didn't need to think about it. Why the hell would I hesitate now? Through the proceeding weeks and all the things we had done, Julie had never hurt, disappointed or disrespected me. She had never led me to a dangerous place and always seemed to be one step ahead of my own realization of my feelings. I had trusted her up to this point..... so, why shouldn't I trust her now? After all, she's my wife..... she wasn't going to hurt me and she had never let me down. I wasn't going to second guess any of it now, that's for sure. I proudly pulled the 'Fuck-Me-Panties' up and stuck my hard cock through the hole cut in the front of the silky material. It WAS symbolic, my actions were, I mean..... putting that specific pair of panties on meant I wanted to have my ass fucked and was willing to let them do whatever they wanted to do to me. Once they were on, I felt a sense of freedom, release and desire the likes I haven't felt in a long time.
Julie came to hug and kiss me. She didn't say anything, but, the way she hooked her hand behind my neck and pulled me down to her told me she was happy, hot, horny and overdue for some action. "I love you, Greg," she said, "more than anything in the world. I've worked for weeks to bring you to this point..... I hope you enjoy and get into all of this. But if you want to stop, just say so."
Taking me by the hand, she led me over to the side of the bed and told me to bend down over it. As I did, I knew my ass would be in the exact position that it was in the first time she took my ass with her strap-on.
When I was in the position she desired, she patted my back and told me to stay like that. Turning away from me, she walked toward her closet and opened the door and motioned for Cathy to join her. Julie reached in and took out a large bag from the adult store we visit and handed it to Cathy.
With the bag in her hand, Cathy came over next to me and dumped the contents out on the bed. There was another strap-on harness, similar to the one Julie and I used. There were two dildos, which, I assumed were for the strap-ons. I went through a momentary panic noticing they were much larger than the one Julie had used on me before. There was a butt plug, some anal lubricant and a pink blindfold. The last item was a life size life like dildo, with a spongy covering.
Shortly, Cathy was joined by Julie who had our normal collection of toys which included her own strap-on harness and the regular dildo she used to make love to my ass.
"These," Julie said, holding up the two larger dildos, "are for Cathy and I to use on each other." The momentary panic I went through when I first saw them was instantly relieved, happy now that they wouldn't be pushing their way up my ass, but instead pushing their way into each other's vaginas.
"The butt plug is for you.... and this," holding up the life like dildo, "is for you, too. But, don't worry, it's not going in your bottom, Honey. It's for you to suck on later. If you're going to experience sex as a woman, you'll need to sharpen up your cock sucking skills. It's all part of being a woman, Dear."
Julie pulled Cathy behind me and I felt her lower my panties down below my ass. The feel of her pulling them down and exposing my ass to them gave me a terrific thrill. My mind started to prepare myself for a fucking and I wiggled my ass out to them and spread my legs a little to make their access easier. To my dismay, they didn't fuck me.
"Open that anal lube, would you?" Julie said to Cathy. Cathy reached over to pick up the anal lube from the bed, looked down at me and smiled teasingly.
"Now," Julie said, "put some of that on your finger and run it around his hole first. Gradually use more and more while you put your finger in him a little at a time and once you have him nice and slippery, ease the butt plug in. But, don't rush it β take as much time as you want. Tease him a little if you want to...... believe me, he won't complain. Make him anticipate your fingers... he loves that. Try to get the feel of his butt so you can judge how tense he is and when he finally relaxes."