Over the next several weeks we moved back and forth from her place to mine, took trips in the boat. We decided to take a long trip that could be like a honeymoon for us. We took the boat up the lovely Chesapeake Bay to Baltimore and anchored in the Inner Harbor. We toured the shops, the Aquarium, and then went to the sex shops a couple of blocks away. We found one sex boutique that was run by a lovely French lady, with a delightful French accent, who seemed to know that we were lovers. She suggested toys and items we could enjoy together. We bought outrageously sexy leather outfits, and even a couple of small whips, and restraints.
While we talked to the woman, I noticed that when she bent over I could see her nipples when her low-cut blouse fell away. She had her nipples pierced! I was fascinated by it and mentioned it. She laughed, and with her lovely French accent, said she'd had her nipples pierced, as well as her labia. Leading us to the back of the store, she unbuttoned her blouse and proudly showed us her shapely breasts. Her nipples was pierced and a small gold ring hung from each.
Jan reached out and pulled gently on the ring. The women, Jacqui, said that they didn't hurt. When she'd first had it done, her nipples had been a little sore for a few days, but she loved it as did all her lovers, men and women.
"Would you like to see my other ring?" Jacqui asked with a devilish smile. Of course we would. She sat on a low couch, reached down and pulled her dress up, revealing a lovely pair of sheer panties, slipped them off and spread her thighs slowly and sensuously. Her pussy was clean-shaven, and hanging from her pussy lips was a large gold ring. Jan and
I moved closer and Jacqui opened her legs wider. Her pussy was beautiful. The ring went through both lips! She told us that she had diamond studs, a gold bar that went from one lip to the other, and even a gold chain that hooked from one side to the other. With a smile, she slipped her panties on and we went back to the front of the store. We bought some videos, she recommended, of "Ladies Only" tapes.
We went back to the boat and stowed our treasures. We went to a quiet restaurant and had a wonderful seafood dinner, fresh from the sea. Later, we climbed into the spacious bunk, and with the waves gently rocking us, made long slow love. We added spice by using some of the sex toys we had bought.
The next morning as we walked to a restaurant for breakfast, Jan brought me up short.
"I want to back to see Jacqui and find out where I can get my nipples pierced. God that looked sexy as hell. Jeff will go wild. He has a bizarre sense of humor too!" She was almost jumping up and down with excitement.
"It's your body, or should I say, nipples. It was sexy!" I admitted.
We ate and then went to Jacqui's boutique. She seemed genuinely happy to see us again so soon. When Jan told her what she'd decided, Jacqui picked up the phone and called a woman who specialized in piercing. She was a Registered Nurse, and Jacqui said she was very good and ultra careful.
We took a taxi to Kelly's, the nurse, and she turned out to be a tall, suave woman. Her office was small but very neat and spotlessly clean. Her fee was reasonable so Jan took her blouse and bra off and Kelly donned rubber gloves, carefully washed Jan's nipples with first an antiseptic soap, then with alcohol. She took a syringe and gave each nipple a local anesthesia. We talked for a few minutes, then she pinched Jan's nipples gently, and when she didn't feel anything, she took a rather large needle from an autoclave. I couldn't watch, and in a couple of minutes she said she was done.
There was very little blood, and now Jan's beautiful long nipples each sported a gold stud. Kelly instructed Jan on the care, and gave her some antibiotic cream to use for a couple of days. She asked if I'd like my nipples pierced, but I said I'd pass. Jan paid her and we left.
As Jacqui's boutique was close to the marina, we dropped in on her to thank her for her help, and buy a couple of pairs of nipple rings. She insisted on seeing Jan's pierced nipples, and Jan the Exhibitionist, was happy to show her. Her eyes lit up, and she commented on Jan's lovely "tee-tees", and reached over placing a hand under each, gently weighed them in her hands. She turned to me and told me I was a very luck woman, to have such a beautiful lover.
We went to the front of the store and Jacqui, handed Jan a small gift wrapped box, and told her it was a gift to a truly lovely lady. When Jan opened it, it turned out to be a very beautiful tiny gold chain with studs on each end, to wear linked between her breasts. Jacqui told her to wear it on special occasions and to think of her when she did. We were both moved and gave Jacqui a tender kiss.
We gassed up the boat, secured it fore and aft and sailed out of the harbor, bound for home. The trip home was lovely, the weather was warm, the bay calm. The big twin engines throbbed below. We even had a school of porpoise accompany us for an hour or two, playing in the bow wave. We both took our tops off and sunned. The breezes brought our nipples erect and Jan's new studs looked very sexy. I told her I'd have to refrain for a few days from nibbling on her sexy nipples. She said she didn't have that trouble and proceeded to suck and bite gently on my erect nipples. We pretty much had the bay to ourselves, except for an occasional lovely sail boat, or large ship moving north.
Jan slipped below and came back with one of the vibrators we'd bought from Jacqui. She lay on the deck in front of me, a vision of wanton beautiful and proceeded to fuck herself with it. I watched her beautiful breasts sway and jiggle as she thrust the vibrator in her spread pussy.
After she had climaxed, she came over slipped my bottom off, and slipped the vibrator, still wet with her juices, into my aroused pussy. I half lay back in the captain's chair, one eye out for other boats, and let her bring me off. The vibrator in my pussy, and her lips on my clit quickly aroused me, and she played with me for a long while before she brought me to a wonderful climax.
Tired from our long trip, but very relaxed, we spent the night in our respective apartments. Late that night Dan called. The line he used was an open radio link, so I subtly reminded him of what he'd said about Jan, and my 'condition'. Even long distance, I could hear him gasp. I told him we'd been visiting back and forth, and about our trip to Baltimore on the boat.
He got my message, and said he was glad we weren't too lonely, and had a good way to pass the time. To anyone listening it was just idle, normal husband and wife talk. I'd have bet a bundle, that he had a raging hard-on. He said for Jan and I to take very good care of "Lucy" and give her plenty of loving care, lots of exercise, and to stroke her for him. We said good-bye and I laughed for a long time. "Lucy" is his pet name for my pussy. He'd early on named her "Juicy Lucy" because I get really wet when I get aroused. I got out some of the love lotion we'd bought, one of the vibrators, called Jan and while we talked, I fucked myself. This got her hot and she got a vibrator and joined me on the phone. We both had a very nice climax.
We visited back and forth and slept together. We had a wonderful time trying out all our new toys. Jan dressed up in the leather outfits and I even took Polaroid photos of her trussed up. By now her nipples were well, and she looked stunning in the leather outfits, a gold chain running from nipple to nipple. We used the double dildos, and the strap-ons on each other. She took pictures as I used a large vibrator in my pussy and a smaller one in my ass. We were really making the most of our new found love life.
"Pat, how would you like to go to the Barbados for a couple of weeks? Free!" Jan gushed excitedly one evening as she bounced in the door. "Libby, 'Aunt Libby', just called. Her husband won a two-week all expense trip to Barbados for four. It includes a house on an old sugar plantation, right on the beach. The time was set, and at the last moment Mike got tied up for a week.
"Libby is going down for the whole two weeks and wants us to join her. We'll have a week just to ourselves, and then her husband joins us. We can stay the whole time, or just the first week. It's supposed to be a really plush house, private beach, a boat, car, maid service, and the works. You'll really love Libby. She's a doll. I've told her about us and she really wants to meet you. She thinks it's wonderful. What do you say?" She asked eyes bright and dancing.
I grabbed her and kissed her hard. "When do we leave, Love?"
A week later we landed in Atlanta, met Libby, then hopped on the jet for Barbados. I'd been curious about what my feelings would be toward Libby. Jan and I had been constant lovers for a couple of months now. I'm not the jealous type, but I'd never had a lover quite like Jan. Libby set my mind at ease. She sat between Jan and I on the trip down, and she seemed genuinely interested in knowing me better.
A tall svelte blonde, Libby could easily grace the cover of Vogue. She told me how much Jan thought of me, and she almost thought of Jan as a sister, 'almost', she emphasized, reaching over and squeezing my arm. I leaned close and whispered that I wasn't the jealous type, and that Jan had told me all about their sex life together. I kissed her cheek, and told her I was looking forward to knowing her much better. Her face glowed as she returned my kiss, on my cheek. She turned to Jan and they whispered for several minutes. Jan leaned forward, looked at me and winked. I knew that this was going to be one really fun trip.
A representative met the plane, and smoothly guided us through customs. There was a cute female customs agent, who opened my bags for a cursory inspection. She asked the reason for my visit. I replied "Pleasure." A moment later she moved my frilly underwear and there lay a large assortment of vibrators, dildos, and other sex toys. It was all she could do to contain herself. She couldn't hold back a broad grin, and a slight giggle, and looking at the three of us, told us to enjoy ourselves.
A limo whisked us in style, drinks supplied, to the hacienda located on a small cliff overlooking the ocean. The house was large, Spanish, sprawling, and very elegant. The view was breathtaking. Flowers grew everywhere, and their scent mixed with the warm ocean breeze was intoxicating. We each had a large bedroom with an ocean view.