Starting Over Ch 02 9

Starting Over

Chapter Two

He dragged me into his bedroom and into the bathroom. He set the shower and pulled me in with him, where he put some liquid soap on his hand and started to wash my back and shoulders with it. But then he put more soap on his hand and pulled me backwards and up against him, with his hand sliding up and cupping my boobs.

He started to wash them very aggressively and to make sure my nipples were good and clean. With him doing this my nipples turned very hard and erect, as he so called washed them.

"I think they are clean now," I said to him.

"I know they are but I like playing with them. You don't like this?"

"Oh, I think you can tell I like the feeling."

He stopped and soaped up one hand heavily and slid it down to my inner thigh and pussy. He soaped them both up good, then started to wash and rub the area, while his other hand still held my boob.

It didn't take long for me to start to get horny with all this playing around, so I just let him keep washing and playing with me. Small moans and gasps slipped out of my mouth during all of this and I could feel his cock stirring behind me as he worked.

"So, did your boyfriend help you clean up like this?"

That caused me to laugh as I replied, "No."

"Sounds like he didn't treat you very good."

"I'm starting to learn that."

He shut the water off, pulled me out of the shower, and without drying off, he pulled me into the bedroom pushing me back so I was sitting on the edge of the bed.

He slowly knelt and smiled at me, "You did a lot of wild and crazy things for him and he never ate your pussy or made you cum? So why were you doing all that stuff for him?"

"I think your wife talks too much. I just wanted to keep him happy and do what he wanted me to do."

"But he didn't treat you good, didn't eat you, or make you cum, plus, he slapped you around. He just made you his slutty toy for his pleasure."

As he was talking, he pushed my legs apart some and ran a finger over my pussy, which is still turned on from the shower.

"So, why do all that stuff for him?"

"Just wanted to keep him happy."

He leaned down now and started to lick up my leg close to my pussy. I'm getting excited because I feel he is going to eat me again and I sure did like that.

His tongue ran across my pussy lips, as he looked look up at me, "Well, you're all done with him and now I'm going to treat you good by eating your pussy, fucking you, and making you cum for the first time. Will that allow me to take his place?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you do stuff that I want you to do, like you did for him, and I get to make you cum and fuck you good!"

"Oh, I don't know if I should be doing that stuff anymore."

He stopped licking me, leaned back, and pushed my legs together.

This caused me to moan as I asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, if you're not going to be nice for me, as you were for him, why should I treat you good?"

"Sorry, I didn't think of it that way. I guess I should rethink this!

"You do that and let me know," he said to me as he started to get up.

'Wow, he's serious!' I thought.

I looked at his hard cock, as it bounced about, and I slowly spread my legs back apart, as I said to him, "I guess you're taking his place. I'll do anything for you and let you take care of me."

He smiled as he knelt back down and ran his finger over my pussy again. "I think we will leave your pussy as it is for now. The hair's not that heavy and kinda looks hot!"

He leaned forward and started to lick my pussy, putting a smile on my face.

"So, now this pussy is mine and you're MY SLUTTY TOY! Just like you were for him."

"Yes," I moan out, "I'm your SLUTTY Toy, just as I was for him!"

He grabbed my hips, pulling my pussy to his face, and started to work my pussy with his tongue. I squirmed about as he ate me, but he had a tight grip on me. It didn't take long and I came again as I slammed my pussy onto his face.

He stopped eating me and started to move up on top of me, as I said, "I think it's time to fuck my pussy again!" I felt his cock finding my pussy lips and I screamed, "Yes, fuck me and fuck your pussy again!"

He didn't waste time sliding it home and started to pound my pussy, as he whispered to me, "Wrap your legs around me and hold on."

As I wrapped my legs around him, he started to pound me harder and longer, almost bouncing me off the bed, and then he slammed me back down on it. I've never been fucked so hard and I was loving it.

Between my gasps and moans I could hear myself screaming, "Fuck! Make me your slut!"

"Don't you worry, you're my slut now," he declared as he pounded me harder. Before he blew his load I came two more times on his cock. I've never felt this good or wanted to be fucked so badly! I could feel him filing me again and I couldn't believe how much he seemed to be pumping into me.

When we were done, he gave me a strong tongue kiss and slapped my bare ass, "Time for you to get out of here and I'll clean up this mess." I smiled all the way home.

I stayed away for a couple of days because Sue was around and I didn't know how to act. But on the third day, I was in the backyard and he came out, "Where have we been, Girl?"

"Just staying out of trouble."

"What are you doing now?"

"Just tanning."

"Come with me! I'm going to go do some shopping and you can help me."

I got up and headed out with him. He drove into the city and as he drove, he would rub my boobs or my legs playfully.

Then he pulled into a store that looked like an adult store. He jumped out, opened my door, and helped me out.

Looking at him I asked, "What are we doing here?"

"Clothes shopping," was all he said without looking at me.

"For who?"

"You," he said as he pulled me inside.

There was a whole section with women's clothes, well, if you can call them that. Most of it was micro mini dresses and skirts, low cut tops, and some were even a bit see thru.

"I'm supposed to pick out of this stuff?" I asked him.

"No, I'm picking out for you."

He put a micro mini skirt and dress in the cart, fancy stockings, and some garter belts. Then, he added some short sleave nighties.

"I don't know about those dresses and skirts. They are rather short and the tops are low cut. People are going to see my bra and panties with those!"

"No, they won't see them," and then with a dirty smile on his face he added, "they can't see what you're not wearing."

"What? They are going to see more than you think!"

"I know what they will see, that's why I'm buying these!"

Then he rolled over to the leather part and he picked out a half-cup leather bra and leather harness type outfits.

"Wearing any of this stuff will not cover my boobs or my pussy," I screamed at him, he just kept smiling.

We went up and paid for the stuff and then he looked at the male clerk, "Now that it's all paid for, can she change in the dressing room?"

"For sure," he said to us with a wicked smile on his face.

He led me back to the dressing room and pulled out a pair of fancy stockings and a garter belt, along with one of the mini dresses.  "Go change! Remember, these outfits are worn with no bra or panties," he said to me as he pushed me inside.

I peeled off my clothes and started to slip on the new stuff. When I was done, I looked in the mirror, and saw my boobs were almost falling out and as short as the dress was, I couldn't believe my pussy was covered.

When I came out, he smiled at me, reached out, and squeezed my boobs, as he ran his hand up my leg to find my bare pussy. He smiled bigger, "Just checking to make sure you dressed correctly!"

He led me out of the store and as we walked past the clerk, she smiled at us, "Great choice, Sir. The bring the best out of her."

"He smiled as he said, "I think so too."

"Come back anytime, and if you need any help, let me know."

"I'll put you down on my list," he replied to her.

"Thank you, Sir."

We got out to the car and I had to ask him, "What list are you talking about?"

"Oh, just some things to do or try."

"What's on this list?"

"Oh, you will know the whole list for sure, shortly," he said and then he started laughing.

I got in the car and as I sat down, I could almost see my nipple peeking out and my dress was so short that I could see hair from my pussy.

He looked at me, "Maybe the dress was too long!"

We took off, but he headed deeper into the city, and as he drove, his finger found my pussy, so I let him play with me.

"Yes, I do think you're going to be fun to play with."

"Well, as you said, now I'm your slut."

"Yes, you are!" and after saying that pulled into a small dark looking bar, where he got out, and opened the door.

"What are we doing here? I'm not old enough!"

"Girl, in this outfit, no bartender is going to say no," he told me as he pulled me out of the car.

We walked in and there was a small crowd inside, but almost all men. A couple of ladies but none dressed like me. Everyone turned and looked at us, as he led me up to the bar and onto a stool. I had to look and see if my pussy was out.

The bartender came over and asked, "What are you drinking, he asked, causing him to smile at him, as he ordered, "Give me a beer and the lady will take a screwdriver."

He smiled at me, "I should've been able to guess that," and then he got us our drinks.

"See, now you're in my world and you better get used to getting fucked and cumming a lot!"