Emma sat up, unzipped her hood and pulled it off. She shook out her hair and looked like a fashion model. It was mussed a bit but it framed her face perfectly. It was that easy for her. She motioned for me to sit up. Derek helped me and I turned my head so she could untie my hood. She delicately pulled the material from under the leather collar and loosened the back ties. She slowly lifted it off. I turned to Emma. There we were; the real us. She leaned in and kissed me. It wasn't two faceless people anymore. It was me and my best friend. It felt so naughty and I loved every tingly bit of it. Emma tasted exquisite and her lips and tongue felt beautiful.
As our tongues darted in and out and probed each other, Derek's hands slid around my body and squeezed my tits. His wonderful hands felt great as he mashed my tits and pulled on my nipples. His hard cock poked me nicely in the back reminding of the wonderful fucking he'd given me. Emma broke our kiss and crawled off the bed and then she and Derek helped me up and into the bathroom. Emma got out a wash cloth and a towel, "Join us in the kitchen when you're ready." She leaned in and gave me a very sensual kiss.
I took my time as I cleaned up enjoying the afterglow from god knows how many orgasms. When I looked in the mirror I smiled. My hair had that just fucked look and my make-up was smeared. I radiated that warm, well fucked slut feeling. I was happy. I had no regrets at all and surprisingly there was something very reassuring about the leather collar that was still locked around my neck. I gently fingered the little gold lock that held it securely in place. I knew that Emma left it around my neck on purpose. That thought made a shiver run down my spine and my pussy tingled. I really never thought of myself as a sub type person, but I had to admit, I really enjoyed the bondage thing. Who knew? I was definitely learning quite a lot today.
I ran my fingers through my hair. I decided it was good enough and went back to the bedroom. Emma had laid out several things for me to wear. I decided on the sheer white baby-doll with black polka dots. It was playful and matched my mood. I gazed at myself in the mirror. The leather bra was one of the sexiest pieces of lingerie I'd ever worn, but it wouldn't go with the baby-doll. Plus, braless would look so much sexier. I squeezed my exposed nipples one last time before I reluctantly unhooked the bra and let it slide off my tits.
I picked up the slinky baby doll and slid it over my head and let it drop into place. My tits filled the empire top nicely. A lot of cleavage was on display. I kept my stockings and garter belt on, and found my heels. It was like I was wearing a very short, very sheer club dress. The look was hot. I re-did my eyes with some of Emma's make-up and at the last minute put my hair up in two little pig tails. They were fun and with the collar, they made me look extra slutty. I smiled at myself and headed for the kitchen.
My body was still buzzing from the adrenalin and excitement of the afternoon and evening. I walked slowly down the hall like a fashion model exaggerating each step making my tits sway back and forth against the flimsy material. My sensitive nipples hardened as they continually brushed the silky fabric. As I entered the kitchen my heels made tiny clicking noises on the ceramic tile. Derek and Emma broke their kiss and turned in my direction and smiled. He was seated at the high top kitchen table and Emma was standing between his legs.
Emma was wearing bright red, sheer boy shorts and a matching halter and white heels. The top barely contained her mammoth jugs. The halter tied between her tits and her nipples were as visible as mine were. Derek was still naked; fucking nice, the man was gorgeous. She had one arm around his neck and reached the other one out to me. I did my best cat-walk toward them. Their eyes focused on my swaying tits the entire way. I felt slutty and apparently looked it. They definitely enjoyed watching me. My pussy was throbbing and ready again.
Emma shifted slightly so that I could step between them. They each put an arm around me and hugged me. Emma pulled me toward her and after staring into my eyes for a long second, lowered her face and kissed me passionately. Our tongues darted in and out as we dueled with each other. Derek's hand massaged my ass for a bit and then his fingers migrated down the crack of my ass. I lifted my leg slightly so that he had easy access. He understood and pressed a finger against the puckered ring where he'd just deposited his load until it slowly gave way. There was still plenty of lube in my ass and his finger wormed its way easily into my recently cum filled ass. He moved the tip of his finger around in my ass and it was magic.
As Emma and I continued kissing, I moved my hand into Derek's lap and found his hardening cock. Damn even after having it my ass I forgot how big it was. It filled my tiny hand. Emma slowed our kissing and gave me a quick last kiss before separating. She looked at me a long time like she was trying to figure something out. Then she started tentatively, "Amy, one hell of a lot happened so far today. As for me, I couldn't be happier, but I want to check where you are."
I knew what she was thinking because I'd already covered those thoughts while I was in the bathroom. I smiled at her and then quickly at Derek. I touched her face softly and squeezed Derek's cock before I started, "Emma, I couldn't be in a better place, mentally or physically." Just as I was about to continue Derek buried the rest of his finger in my butt. He got my immediate attention as the second joint of his finger slid passed the wrinkled opening. His finger was far smaller than his cock but I shuddered involuntarily anyway. Damn, what a wonderful sensation. The man was good.
I wasn't expecting Derek's little surprise and the shock made me gasp. I gulped a big breathe of air before I continued. I gazed into Emma's eyes, "I don't know if you can tell or not, but right now one of Derek's big fat fingers is deep in my ass and it feels great. Not only does Derek have a finger in my ass, but his wonderfully large cock is in my hand, and my other arm is around you. Can it really get better than that?" I was on a roll and talking fast and smiling at Emma. I hoped I was making some kind of sense. I took a breath and continued, "I can't believe that it took me all these years to find out who I am. I'm still a little fuzzy I have to admit, and I know that our relationship has changed and will probably continue to change, but I look forward to that. I love this. I love being nasty and slutty and being used. It's exciting and I feel alive for the first time in a long, long time."
