Lisa replies a few days later suggesting a couple of mail box stores in her area, and she includes her various measurements. Her bio is short -- she's a nerd, she's introverted, and it's hard for her to make friends. Her path was high school to college to a good job, and there wasn't a lot of dating for her in any of the three.
She thinks she's too plain looking, still dates infrequently if at all. The small number of sexual encounters she's had has been with other nerdy types -- they've been furtive, awkward and transitory.
Lisa's known for years she preferred older men, but the ones who have been attracted to her tended to be in her words perv's. Guys who were too obviously looking to have an affair or just a quick hook up.
She had been raised with the attitude that porn was wrong, but curiosity and horniness eventually got the better of her and she recently started consuming it on-line. That's how she stumbled onto the Lit site and then to my stories.
Lisa's reaction on discovering porn was surprising, she really liked it. And it didn't take her long to find BDSM and other, more interesting tastes. She was further amazed to find the more extreme porn just fired her up, got her even hotter.
Not surprisingly she was also brought up with the idea that nice girls didn't play with themselves. She tried it of course, but it was never really satisfying. But once she started consuming porn that changed. It felt like this itch she had to scratch whenever she went on her now daily visits to the various porn sites she had bookmarked.
And while playing with herself felt good, there were all these sex toys people were using. They fascinated her, and she wanted to try some of them for herself. So after thinking, then obsessing about it for a couple of months she got her courage up to go to an adult store a few towns away.
She was captivated with all the things she saw there -- hugely turned on but very nervous. She bought the ball gag she's used in the pictures to us as well as a couple of other items then hurried back home, hornier and more excited than ever before.
During the drive back to her apartment she couldn't stop thinking about the toys she just bought for herself, how she'd be using them. By the time she got home her panties were soaked, a very new and novel experience.
Lisa had no sooner got in the door to her place then she tore open the bag of toys, inserted batteries where needed and rushed with them into her bedroom. Lisa dropped them onto her bed then nearly ripped her clothes off tossing them everywhere. She grabbed her laptop and jumped in amongst her new toys. She used them while reading a couple of my stories that happened to be amongst her favorites -- and after some very satisfying orgasms she decided to write to me, giving feedback.
She was surprised and embarrassed at first when my response was delivered into her email inbox the following day -- she had expected it to be an anonymous comment, so she checked the site again. She felt sheepish that she'd misread the instructions, but by then felt flattered by the attention and was taken by my thanking her for reading.
As our email exchange started Lisa found herself drawn into the snippets and pieces of stories I'd send her. Almost from the start she found herself fantasizing about being my lover, putting herself into the scenarios I'd write about. As my emails concentrated on the themes of both dominance and seduction Lisa realized that she was identifying with the role, and that she had become hopeful my intentions weren't solely in remaining as a pen pal.
When I sent the story snippet about the younger girl brought to a party by her older master to be used sexually by his circle of friends Lisa decided to act. She had a digital camera and figured it was time to take some selfies. That was first picture Lisa sent, and when I shared it with Denise that helped her decide that Lisa might become our pet.
And Lisa really liked that first picture Denise had picked to send to her. Lisa thought I had a nice cock, and then she wrote something that made both of us think she was done nibbling the bait, and was ready to get hooked. Lisa remarked it was obvious I hadn't taken the picture myself, and made the observation that a pair of lips ready to receive the stream of cum would be a wonderfully sexy shot -- she of course was volunteering her lips. Further she was hoping the person taking the picture was another woman, she thought that would make the scene even hotter.
Finished reading Denise turns to me, a grin on her face. "Looks like Lisa wants to play, I think we'll be meeting sooner rather than later. But let's keep it like it's just you answering her for now, I don't want to overplay our hand." I agreed. Besides it was wickedly fun seducing the girl as a husband-wife team.
Lisa included a couple more pictures with her reply, explaining she wanted to show off the toys she had bought. In them she's again wearing her mask and has the ball gag strapped between those full sexy lips of hers. She's also wearing a cheap looking pink dog collar around her neck and has one clothespin apiece clipped to her large yummy looking nipples. Last of all she's using a jack rabbit style vibrator, the first shot she's teasing her clit with the tip and the second she's sliding it between her spread pussy lips.
Denise checks the store locations Lisa suggested -- and we're pleasantly surprised she doesn't live that far away. Plus Lisa didn't stint on providing measurements, which is perfect for our next move. Denise makes plans to set up an account with one of the stores, and tells me she'll make sure Lisa is an authorized user.
Then we spend a fun and sexy time excitedly ordering a number things for our Lisa, shipping it all here. Denise wants to package it all as a single gift, wrapping things up in tissue with ribbons and the like. I like the idea as it gives us the chance to make sure price tags and invoices don't get included.
After our shopping is done we send Lisa my reply; first thanking her for the bio, her measurements and most of all for her pictures. Denise has me tell her that from what I see she's doing herself a disservice by saying she's plain looking, that I think she looks lovely and sexy as hell. Oh, and she should expect some packages to arrive over the next week or so - and that I would be sending the address and account information in a few days.
And Denise adds another picture from our collection. This time I had taken the shot -- I was straddling her face, my balls between her lips and her tongue is lapping my sack. She's wearing a leather halter/harness, its straps encircling her bare breasts and there's a pair of chained clamps attached to her erect nipples.
The picture is of my cock pointing towards her cleavage, and I had just shot a nice load over both of her tits. Denise added a caption to the picture before she attached it to the email -- "Looking for a luscious pair of lips".
The next day is Saturday, and it's my turn to be the bottom. We're in the kitchen and I'm naked under the table while Denise is seated in front of me, wearing a clingy, satiny robe that's open, exposing her pussy.
I was woken by Denise wrapping a locking black leather strap around my ball sack. After my morning piss she clipped a leash to it and had me assume the position on the floor, and I followed her at a heel to the kitchen and I took my spot under the table.
Denise had made herself some coffee, and was sipping it after seating herself at the table. She's checking email on her tablet while I'm lightly running the tip of my tongue along her inner thighs, cleaning up the residue from our fucking the night before. "That was quick. Lisa's already responded to us, I'll read it for you since you're busy slut." My wife's pet name for me the days when I'm the bottom.
In the email Lisa's gushing over the picture I had sent her, writing she'd spent the evening playing with herself. She fantasized about wearing the same kind of harness and being in the scene, getting forced to lick my come off the tits in the picture. Lisa adds that she's reveling in taking pictures of herself for my enjoyment, and is asking for hints as to what I bought her.
Denise runs her fingers through my hair, pulling me towards her pussy. "I think we have her hook line and sinker. Slut, after breakfast let's get her package ready." Denise had taken her morning pee before wrapping the collar around my ball sack, and I began running my tongue between her pussy folds. I was enjoying the sour/tangy, slightly salty flavor and the musky aroma of her cunt as I delicately licked the opening to her urethra clean.
Denise puts the tablet down and pushes her chair back, getting up to make a quick breakfast. She has me stay and I kneel under the kitchen table, admiring how the wrap she picked clings to her shapely ass and legs.
She pours some coffee into my special bowel and puts it down, then allows me out of my stay. I amble over like a good doggy and lap it up. It's a nice ceramic dog bowl so the coffee stays hot. I make sure to keep my thighs open and get rewarded with Denise running her toes along my ball sack.
Denise fixes her plate and turns to the table, and I take my spot under it as she starts to sit down. I curl up on the floor, my face at her feet. She taps my mouth impatiently with her foot and I begin licking her toes clean. When she finishes her breakfast she gets up and scrapes the remainder from her plate into another dog bowl, adds some more from what's on the stove and sets it down on the floor next to my coffee. "Okay slut boy, come and get it."
After breakfast Denise has me clean the kitchen while she takes her shower and gets ready for the day, and I do the same after I'm done getting the kitchen spotless. I head back into the kitchen and see Denise standing at the table, a small pile of tissue packages stacked around a medium sized box. "Get the package tape from the drawer would you? Then get dressed, we're going to get this shipped today."
