Part 4
After finding out he can deep throat an eight in cock and giving his anal cherry to Joe, Ian is fully into bi sex.
I made the trip to visit Joe and Julia several times over the next few weeks. I couldn't get enough of Joe's cock in my mouth and ass, and when I wasn't filling Joe with cum, I was spraying it on Julia's tits, face and pussy. We learned all the places Julia likes to have licked, sucked and caressed and we'd tag team her until she was a rag doll each time.
Julia came to pick me up for my latest visit. As we came up on a highway exit seemingly in the middle of nowhere, she signaled that she was getting off and steered towards the exit ramp.
I asked, "Do you need a restroom? I didn't see a sign for anyplace that might have one at this exit."
Julia said, "No. I wanted to do some shopping."
Thinking back, I remembered seeing signs along the highway for one of those adult toy mega-marts, and as we reached the top of the exit ramp Julia turned in that direction.
We pulled into the parking lot, and it looked pretty busy. There were twenty or thirty sedans, pickups, SUVs and minivans parked in front of the store, and a couple of semis parked along the edge of the lot.
We had to show proof that we were over 18 at the front counter as we entered. When we turned around, it looked like a moderately large department store, but the displays held every imaginable kind of adult toy and the clothes on the rack went from sexy to kinky to scary. There were signs hanging from the ceiling marking the dildo department the bondage department, etc. Off to one side there was a small section that still had books, magazines and DVDs. There was a sign above a door on the far wall that said, "Viewing Rooms."
Julia walked over to the nearest display, which was full of dildos in every shape, size and color. Some were in plastic packages hanging on hooks while others were in boxes on the shelves. Julia started looking through them as I gave her a questioning look.
She saw the face I was making and said, "I talked to my sex therapist about what we've been doing, and she asked if we'd tried to have intercourse. I told her I can relax and enjoy you fingering me, but I still tense up if you do more than rub your cock over my pussy. She suggested that I get a dildo and practice putting it in my vagina, trying to work up to where I can masturbate with it. She said when I'm comfortable with that, the next step would be to let you and Joe use it on me."
"She also said I should start with a small one, maybe the size of two fingers, and work up step by step to one as big as your cocks."
I let her shop, offering an opinion every now and then when she asked. I started looking over the merchandise, but then I started noticing the other shoppers. There was a businessman in a suit who had "suburban dad" written all over him looking through the butt plugs right next to a guy who looked like he had probably driven up in one of the semis parked in the lot. A guy who was about six foot four and ripped, wearing a hard hat and construction vest, was looking at strokers. A nerdy looking couple was looking at massage oils. A couple who looked old enough to be my grandparents walked by with a riding crop, bondage straps and a serious looking set of nipple clips.
I saw a petite blonde soccer mom examining an impressive looking vibrator. A biker chick who looked like a Valkyrie was standing nearby. She leaned over and whispered something in soccer mom's ear with a sexy grin on her face. Soccer mom looked shocked at first, but then made a reply while flashing her own seductive grin. Biker chick made a lewd gesture with the double ended dildo she was holding, mimicking how they might use it together, which elicited a blushing giggle from the soccer mom. It was kind of hot watching them flirt for a bit before going their separate way. As she walked away, soccer mom looked back for a moment and licked her lips.
Julia ended up picking two dildos, six inches and seven and a half inches long, both natural looking with balls, and two vibrators, one four inches long and one five inches. Then she moved to a nearby rack and started trying on strap on harnesses over her leggings.
I asked her what that was for. She showed me that the two dildos she'd selected had bases that could lock onto a harness. She said, "I watch you two guys fuck each other, and I wonder what that feels like. My therapist said it would be good for me to explore that, not just as a new experience, but because it puts me in control. Penetrating you might make me more comfortable being penetrated."
The last things she bought were two sheer jockstraps for Joe and me and one of those outfits that was all straps for herself. The picture on the jockstrap package showed that they were designed to show off a man's assets, with a pouch that made the model's balls stand out and a sheath for the shaft. Her explanation was, "I saw them in one of those bisexual videos you and Joe like to watch and thought they looked sexy."
As Julia was checking out, I grabbed a bottle of massage oil and a tube of flavored lube off the rack by the counter. I checked out after Julia, and we got back on the road.
When we got to school, Joe told us we were invited to a party at his friends' house that night. He said the party wouldn't get going until later, so he suggested we get some dinner and then figure out how to kill some time. Julia showed him her new toys and suggested we include them in our planning.
Julia had apparently been thinking about her new toys and was eager to try them. She suggested we try a fuck train. In one of the bi-sex videos Joe and I had showed her, one of the guys was fucking the girl in the standing position and the other guy came in to join. They spit roasted the girl for a bit before the second guy started fucking the first guy. Julia thought the shot from below showing the guys' swinging balls and cocks ramming into tight holes was hot.
Joe and I were game to try it, but we started arguing over who would be in the middle. Julia tried to point out that the guy in front would have a hot, pulsing cock filling their bowels with cum, which we both claimed to love. We pointed out that the front man would have his cock just hanging out, and the best they'd get is a reach around. At that point Julia threw up her hands and said, "Instead of arguing, just go with rock-paper-scissors."
We looked at each other and said sure, then proceeded to throw the same thing four times in a row, which Julia found highly amusing. Finally, Joe's scissors cut my paper, so he was the lucky swing man.
