The last thing I remembered before I fell asleep was gazing at Derek's wonderful heavy cock and enjoying Emma's finger tips caressing one of my nipples. I slept like a rock. When I finally awoke, the sun was streaming through the windows and the room was bright and inviting. I blinked my eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them and looked around. I was alone in the room wrapped in a blanket that some wonderful person had covered me with. As I sat up I began to smell the magnificent aroma of fresh brewed coffee wafting into the room.
I raised my arms above my head to stretch and I felt the collar push against my jaw. I lowered my hands and caressed the soft leather collar and tiny padlock. The wonderful memories of the night before flooded into my brain causing me to smile. A tiny shiver made me aware of my nipples getting hard as I felt that now familiar tingle in my pussy. Fuck, what I slut I'd become. My smile got bigger just at the thought of that.
I was just about to go find some of that coffee when Emma padded into the room carrying a serving tray. She was barefoot wearing a super thin white robe tied loosely at her waist. The robe hid nothing and her huge hard nipples poked out noticeably against the thin material. I liked the way the morning was starting. She smiled as she walked toward me and put the tray with coffee and mugs on the table in front of me. When she bent forward, her robe separated and her huge tits plopped out. Damn, they were fucking awesome; just a slight upturn and two huge swollen nipples. She smiled mischievously and handed me the robe that she had draped over her arm, "This will probably be more comfortable than your blanket. I know it's definitely more stylish." Then she filled both mugs with steaming hot coffee, stood and calmly tucked her puppies back inside her robe.
She moved back to the other couch, plopping down lazily into it causing her robe to open and create the most delicious view of her beautiful pussy and further up her big tasty titties. She was showing off for me, so I took my time staring blatantly at her gorgeous body. After ogling her lasciviously I finally thanked her for the robe and stood to put it on. It was my turn to show off so I let the blanket slowly slide off my body. It dawned on me that I was still wearing the garter belt and hose from last night. I blushed. I felt "overdressed" and a little silly and I almost covered back up, but then I thought what the fuck, I can play this game too. I had a good teacher.
I stood there naked except for the garter belt and hose, and I made a big show of folding the blanket before sliding my arms in the robe. Damn, another light bulb went on. I truly liked being naked and I really liked showing off, particularly for Emma. Once I had the tiny black robe on I took forever to arrange the garters and stockings before I closed and tied the sash. I looked for my heels to finish my look. Emma smiled impishly, reached down beside the couch and brought my shoes up. She dangled them in front of her.
I stepped around the table and took them from her and slid them on my feet. They were the perfect final touch. It looked like I was wearing an incredibly short dress and was ready to go out partying. My stocking tops just showed below the edge of the robe. That's when I realized something else. Emma's choice of robe was not accidental. Damn, she even had my heels ready. She wanted me looking like a slut and she got exactly what she wanted. I liked this game, and I was definitely going to have to study hard if I was ever going to be at Emma's level. She looked coyly at me and licked her lips, "You look pretty fucking awesome in early morning chic." Then she snickered and added, "Gonna fuck somebody this morning?"
She kept smiling and I smiled back. Damn, she knew how to push my buttons. I sat down and picked up my coffee. We both gazed at each other over our cups as we sipped the steaming coffee. It was wonderful. It was just what I needed. The coffee was delicious and it allowed me the time to think and just enjoy the gorgeous beauty sitting across from me. I hoped she was enjoying looking at me as much as I was looking at her. Neither of us said anything. We both just enjoyed our coffee. I shifted so that my robe opened like hers and I crossed and uncrossed my legs so that she could see my pussy. I liked this game.
Emma leaned forward, "Care for a refill?" She didn't bother to cover her tits as she picked up the coffee pot. I leaned forward and extended my cup. Both of my tits fell out of my tiny robe when I did. Emma stared at them for a long second and then sat back in the couch. She seemed to have something on her mind and was trying to figure out how to start. She held her mug near her mouth like she was thinking. Final she lowered the mug and rested it on her thigh.
She looked directly into my eyes, "Amy, I need to talk about last night. I took a lot of liberties with you, and your body last night. At the time it felt right, but in the light of day, I have some doubts whether I should have done what I did." I started to respond, but she cut me off. "I didn't have the right to restrain you or let Derek fuck you or take all those pictures without your consent. I'm afraid I crossed the line and I'm sorry."
My emotions were upside down and I had to get Emma to understand, "Damn Emma, nothing could be farther from reality. Remember what I said last night? I still feel the same way." I tried to keep my emotions in check because I really wanted her to know how I felt. "Yeah, for a bit there I wasn't sure about the whole scene, but you were patient and caring and soft and sexy and slutty, everything that I'd never experienced, but I learned quickly that I loved. I had more orgasms last night than in my whole life to date. And at first Derek being involved scared the shit out of me, but he was unbelievable. He was patient and caring and gorgeous and so fucking big." I stopped to take a breath. Emma just stared at me as I continued, "I've never had anyone that big, ever. And, to have him in my ass, that was an experience that I want to have again. Jesus, just talking about it is making my pussy wet. Emma, you gave me something last night that I'd never ever do on my own. It was without doubt the most wonderful night of my life." I was nearly out of breath and almost crying when I was done. I wanted her to want me so much.
I took another huge breath and a sip of coffee and remembered the pictures. "Ah, I did forget about the pictures though, and at some point I want to see them and I think they should be mine. I can't wait to see how I looked dressed in your gear and tied up with my pussy and ass on display. As I talked about everything during the evening made me hornier than I already was. My pussy needed attention. One of my hands had found its way to my crotch and I was running my fingers up and down my very wet, hairless slit. My sex was soaked and toying with the sensitive flesh felt awesome. The tell tale sloshy sound radiating from between my legs was getting louder and louder as I moved my fingers in and out of my soaked cunt.
Emma smiled as she played with her own nipples, "I was pretty sure that you really got into things last night, particularly when I came back to the living room and you had Derek down your throat. I guess I just didn't realize just how much. I just needed to know for sure that you were okay with everything we did last night." Emma watched me for a while and then smiled knowingly, "Spread you're legs Amy. I want to watch you finger your hot little pussy."
Holy shit, Emma was ready to play again. The new me wanted her to take charge and make me do things. I couldn't believe it. It seemed perfect. I wanted her to tell her slut what to do. I spread my legs and pulled the robe completely open. I reached down and slowly spread my pussy lips with my fingers. She stared into my opened pussy. I was totally on display for her. I started finger fucking myself with two fingers. She smiled, "You have become quite the little slut. Put your other two fingers in your pussy as deep as you can get them."
I pulled my fingers out and added the other two fingers and slid them back in. My pussy was slick and they went in easily. I sawed my fingers in and out of my sopping pussy making as much pussy noise as I could. I pinched my nipples with my other hand. I loved being on display. Emma slumped down into the couch and her hand went between her legs.
