PliableInhibitions

by Zenobia Renquist

  “Just hold on a second. I’m not finished.” Lucas slipped his hands around her waist, hooked his fingers around the edge of the dress, and tugged it.

  Her breasts popped free. Emily should be freaking out and trying to cover herself. Joseph was staring with open fascination at her hard nipples, not acting the least bit embarrassed. His intent gaze made her pussy wetter. She wanted him to look at her, to want her.

  She smiled as Lucas tweaked her nipples and laid a kiss on her neck. He asked in a low voice, “What’s got you all excited? I know it wasn’t me. Is it the dress?”

  “I do like it.”

  “You’ll like this too.” He reached behind him and grabbed a charm dangling from a loop. “Option A.” He put the loop around her right nipple and tightened it enough so it wouldn’t fall off. “And Option B.”

  Her left nipple got a starburst shield that clamped onto her, squeezing a happy mewl from her lips.

  Lucas teased the tips of his fingers over her nipples and smiled into the mirror at her fast breathing. “Which do you like better?”

  She shouldn’t let him play with her nipples in full view of an audience but she loved it and didn’t want it to stop. The jewelry made her nipples more sensitive. Tingles of desire tickled down to her pussy, which dripped her moisture along the insides of her thighs.

  “Can’t decide?”

  She made a negative sound as she leaned against Lucas and rolled her ass against the bulge in his pants.

  “What do you think, Joseph? Left or right?”

  Joseph moved closer and peered at Emily’s reflection. “How about you attach the chains? That might help.”

  “Good point.” Lucas stopped rubbing Emily’s nipples so he could attach the two loops hanging from her necklace, attaching them to the nipple jewelry—one for the right and one for the left.

  Now the chains made sense. With her breasts covered, people would see the bauble hanging from her neck and the two chains disappearing beneath the fabric. Most anyone would be able to figure out the chains were connected to her nipples. The risqué aspect of her dress increased exponentially just from that.

  Lucas tugged at the chains, making the jewelry squeeze her nipples. “Now which do you like?”

  Her left was more sensitive but the right looked prettier.

  Joseph said, “As much as I hate to suggest it, you should put the dress right again. The best choice is the one that doesn’t stick out once covered.”

  Lucas said, “You’re right. I hadn’t thought of that.”

  Emily pouted but nodded.

  Lucas pulled the edges of the dress over her breasts. “You’re right. The right one sticks through the fabric. Guess we go with the shields.” He freed her breasts once more, removed the charm and replaced it with a shield. “What do you think, Em?”

  “I love it.” She waited for Lucas to resume rubbing her nipples.

  He went to the basket instead.

  Joseph said, “Those you can’t try on. Once they come out of the package, you have to buy them.”

  “I figured.” Lucas held up two pairs of earrings. “Hoops or clips?”

  Emily looked at the earrings with disinterest. “Hoops, except you know my ears aren’t pierced.”

  “These aren’t earrings and hoops it is.” He tossed the clips into a basket off the side that held other merchandise that probably needed to be returned to the store displays. “Like the nipple rings, if you’re going to flash someone you should give them something to look at. Thus labia clips.” He grinned as he crooked his finger at her.

  Emily turned toward him as he stepped on the viewing platform with her. She split her attention between him and mirror over his shoulder, fascinated by her expression of lust yet confused why she felt so apart from it.

  She gasped when Lucas reached between her legs and stroked her lower lips. Why wasn’t she wearing panties? She’d been wearing panties when she’d left the house and she wouldn’t have tried on this dress without them, not with this high split in the front. And yet Lucas was touching her pussy without any cloth impeding him. What was going on?

  “You’re soaked, Em. This dress has really got you excited. Or is it Joseph?”

  “A little of both,” she said in a breathy voice.

  “I knew he was your type.” He grinned over her shoulder. “Em was eyeing you from the moment we came in.”

  Joseph said, “I take it you’re the type who likes to share.”

  “Sometimes. Depends on the circumstances and Em’s mood.” He pulled his hand free and lifted it so Joseph could see how wet his fingers were. “Based on this, I can already tell Em’s in the mood. But first…”

  Lucas reached between Emily’s legs again and clipped the hoops to her lower lips, pulling a needy whimper from her. The hoops pinched her in just the right way—that thin line between pain and pleasure.

  “Let’s see how it looks.” Lucas stepped back.

  Emily faced the middle mirror, widened her stance, and then dropped to a crouch with her knees open. The split of the dress ended at the tops of her thighs, so this position put her pussy on full display. The two hoops were connected with three chains that draped in a graduated pattern. She couldn’t believe she was showing a complete stranger something so intimate without the least bit of reservation. Equally surprising was her sudden urge to spread her slit so Joseph’s intent gaze could see more.

  Joseph gripped the bulge in his pants as he stared. “Looks damn good. Guaranteed anyone she flashes will want to get a second and third look.”

  “Let’s see how it looks when she sits.” Lucas walked over and grabbed the bench situated across from the mirrors. “Help me move this closer. I want Em to be able to see.”

  Joseph and Lucas moved the cushioned bench closer. Emily straightened and then stepped off the platform so she could sit on the edge of the bench facing the mirrors. She spread her thighs wide without prompting and admired the labia clips. Coupled with the nipple ring necklace, it gave the dress a kind of symmetry she liked.

  She said, “You’re right, Lucas. I really like this dress. Thanks for talking me into it.”

  “You’re welcome. We’re not done yet. You have one more choice to make before we can tally up the damage and let poor Joseph head home.”

  Emily stroked her left nipple as she slid her gaze over to Joseph’s crotch. “He doesn’t look poor to me.”

  Joseph squeezed the healthy bulge straining the front of his pants. “Not in the least. I’m good to stick around for as long as you need.”

  Lucas said, “That’s good because I only want to buy one of these but we really need to know which one goes with the dress best.” He held up two packaged vibrators. One was a beaded rabbit and the other was a triple stimulator. “I figure since we wore out one of your vibrators, we should get a replacement. You can either get a triple and save us the trouble of using a bullet with the dual, or go for a rabbit.”

  Emily slipped her fingers down to her clit and rubbed it in small circles. “Can we try both?”

  What the hell? She shouldn’t want to try either. How did Lucas know about her vibrator? Had he found her toy box? And what did he mean they’d worn it out? They? As in him and her? She’d never used it with him though. She would remember that for sure. Even if she had somehow forgotten, it shouldn’t have worn out that fast. It was practically new since she didn’t get to use it often and had bought it less than three months ago.

  This whole situation had to be some kind of weird, vivid dream or in-depth hallucination brought on by fatigue. There was no way Emily would act like this at home, let alone in public.

  Mirrors didn’t lie. She stared at the reflected version of herself that played with her left nipple while teasing her clit. Her knees shook with her desire, making the chains attached to her labia sway and twinkle.

  Lucas faced Joseph and waved the packages. “What do you say, Joseph? Maybe write one off as a demo?”

  Joseph laughed. “If I didn’t know a
ny better, I would think you just set me up. But what the hell. Give me a good show and I’ll think about giving you a two-fer.”

  “Deal.” Lucas faced Emily. “Which one do you want to try first?”

  She looked at the triple stimulator but pointed at the rabbit. She wanted the triple and knew it would get her off fast and hard. She hadn’t had a rabbit since college. She had fond memories of the rabbit run. Owning one meant they might be able to recreate that little event at home.

  What the hell was she thinking? She tried to stop herself from taking the rabbit once Lucas loaded the batteries. Again the feeling of being outside her body returned. She couldn’t control her movements or deny how much she wanted to do it.

  She dialed the rabbit up to the highest setting. A smile curved her lips as she watched the tip make quick circles in the air. She had to grip the vibe to keep it from jumping out of her hand. “Energetic little bunny, isn’t it?”

  Lucas and Joseph chuckled.

  Emily turned it off so she could put it in. She watched her reflection as she inserted the thick toy, not recognizing the lustful expression on her face. The woman staring back at her wasn’t one she knew. She vaguely remembered wearing a similar expression in college and a few times during the early years of her marriage to Lucas, but not recently.

  She couldn’t waste time wondering what happened. The woman in the mirror turned the rabbit to medium. All thought left Emily as the tip of the vibe stirred her inside, the beads massaged her entrance, the rabbit ear tickler hummed against her clit.

  Her high, happy cries of enjoyment filled the store. She didn’t need to move the vibe but did—short in and out thrusts so the tip churned her channel.

  She felt everything and knew it was her in the mirror but she still couldn’t believe the woman was her. Emily slipped off the edge of the bench, putting her weight on her thighs so she could rock. Her reflection rode the vibe with a roll of her hips and tugged at the chain dangling between her breasts.

  Her nipples bobbed with her movements and her hold on the chain. She loved the shields that helped her play both her nipples at once even though she only had one hand free. Lucas could help her out, except he was pumping his dick. He and Joseph jerked off while watching her reflection, getting off on the woman there the same as Emily.

  This had to be a dream. A vivid dream from her repressed libido. Why else would she be masturbating in an adult toy store with Lucas and Joseph watching her? Why else would it seem normal? But it felt so incredibly real.

  Real and amazing and delicious.

  “Coming.” Emily let her head fall back as her orgasm hit her. She pressed the vibe deep so it rubbed her core, heightening her climax to the point that she moaned loudly.

  A hot hand covered hers. She opened her eyes when the owner of the hand dialed the vibe to off. Lucas was crouched beside her, urging her to remove the vibe with a pleased smile. “Feel good?”

  She purred her affirmative.

  “How did it look with the dress?”

  “Great,” she rasped.

  Lucas held up the triple stimulator. “You think this one will look better?”

  Her pussy clenched, readying for another round when she hadn’t fully recovered from the first yet. She reached for it.

  Lucas pulled it away. “Up on the bench first.”

  Emily struggled to stand up straight. Her thighs protested the change in position but she managed to get on the bench.

  “Knees or back?”

  She started to answer but Lucas was looking over her head when he asked that question. She glanced at Joseph, who continued stroking his erection as he stared at her.

  Joseph said, “Knees.”

  Lucas looked at Emily. “You heard the man.”

  Emily shifted to her knees, lengthwise on the bench with her side facing the mirror. She shivered in anticipation when Lucas gathered the long skirt of her dress at her waist, baring her ass.

  “Would you like to do the honors?”

  She glanced over her shoulder in time to see Lucas give the triple stimulator to Joseph. Her breath caught. Lucas was letting Joseph… Her mind tripped over the thought. This most definitely had to be a dream. Absolutely had to be. There was no way she would happily let some store clerk—owner or not—use a toy on her.

  She was happy. Eager. Drenching her inner thighs and wiggling her ass with the need to feel the triple.

  Joseph said, “She’s almost begging for it.”

  “Keep it from her a little longer and she will.”

  “Tempting but no.” Joseph drizzled some lube over the anal wand. “I’ve had a lot of customers ask about this thing. It’ll be nice to get some hands-on experience with it.” He tapped the start button a few times until all three stimulators hummed.

  Emily swallowed. The anal wand had a ribbed shaft that extended past the dildo to a tapered tip. The dildo didn’t have beads and spin like the rabbit but it didn’t need it thanks to the vibrating tip. Last was the clit tickler that promised to send her already sensitive nub into a blissful spiral.

  Joseph placed his palm on Emily’s ass and smiled at her. “Ready?”

  She’d barely nodded her head before Joseph nudged the wand into her asshole. Emily dropped her elbows to the bench and pushed up to meet the intrusion. She whimpered and keened as the dildo stretched her channel entrance.

  The vibrations of both penetrations helped to usher them deeper. She accepted both without any resistance. When the tickler touched her clit, she couldn’t help the passionate scream that left her lips.

  “Look at the mirror, Em.” Lucas’ words cut through the fog of her euphoria.

  She turned her head so she could see the mirror. The woman that was her but at the same time wasn’t her had returned. Emily still didn’t recognize her. She bounced against the toy Joseph held. All he did was hold it. The deep thrusts were her doing.

  Emily snaked her body and pushed back hard so she took the toy to the base with each stroke. The vibrations filled her and resonated with each other, building her gratification to a height she couldn’t wait to fall from.

  Lucas stooped beside her, smiling at her in the mirror. He placed a kiss on her shoulder. “You’re beautiful, Em. I say it no matter what you wear because that fact never changes. You’re sexy as hell right now. Every time you wear this dress, this is what I’m going to remember.”

  He massaged her right breast. Emily arched into his hand. She wanted to kiss him but she didn’t want to lose sight of the woman in the mirror. She didn’t want to lose touch with this ecstasy.

  Lucas didn’t seem to mind. He fondled her breast and whispered encouragement in her ear while dropping light kisses along her neck and shoulders.

  Joseph said, “You have no idea how much I want to stick it in right now. Your wife is fucking hot as hell.”

  “Em, you want Joseph?”

  What? What the hell type of question was that? And why was she nodding? “Yes. Yes. Fuck me. I don’t want this toy. I want you. Please.” She rode the toy harder, even as she begged for Joseph’s dick.

  Lucas said to Joseph, “You heard the lady. Grab a condom.”

  “Done.” Joseph reached for the nearest box of condoms. He kept hold of the toy so he had to rip open the box with his teeth. Condoms spilled out of the package. He managed to snag one before it hit the floor. “Looks like you get some free condoms with your purchase.”

  Lucas said, “Good deal.”

  Opening the wrapper and putting on the condom was a two-handed affair. Joseph let go of the toy but Lucas took over, allowing Emily to continue her pleasure without interruption. When Joseph was ready, Lucas pulled the toy free with a swift jerk.

  Emily didn’t have time to miss it. Joseph framed her hips and drove his dick into her channel. She swore her elated cry echoed off the walls. The strength left her arms. She let her breasts drop to the bench. Joseph wasn’t a toy. He didn’t need her to ride him. He pounded her pussy without any help from her.

>   Joseph got some help from Lucas instead. Lucas reached under Emily and rubbed her clit in rapid back-and-forth flicks.

  Emily dug her fingers into the bench cushion. “So good! So fucking good!”

  “Yes, you are. I thought those toys would loosen you up but you are tight.” Joseph hooked his thumb inside her asshole. “Here too.”

  He wiggled his thumb.

  “Co-coming.” Emily orgasmed hard, moaning and pushing against him.

  Joseph grunted before thrusting forward and gave his thumb one last wiggle. “Ahhhhhh. Damn good.”

  He backed out of her and then got off the bench. The condom tip was so full Emily might have drowned if he’d released that load inside her. Seeing his physical reaction to her aroused her anew.

  Lucas held his hand out to her, the hand he’d used to rub her clit, the hand with wet fingers she wanted to lick clean. She let him pull her to her feet. To Joseph, he said, “We’ll see you up front.”

  “Sure thing. Take your time.” Joseph walked to his counter.

  Emily stared at her reflection. She appeared drugged—heavy lids, slack expression, disheveled clothing, and wobbly on her feet. It was strange to see herself this way and yet feel apart from it.

  Lucas traced the back of one finger over her cheek. “You okay, Em?”

  “Mm-hmm.”

  “Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

  She nodded and proceeded to help Lucas fix her dress. He put her ponytail right. He even wiped down the insides of her legs with some tissues he got from Joseph.

  “There you go.” Lucas stood behind her with his chest pressed to her back. “Remember the nipple shields and necklace but forget about the labia clamps. You don’t feel them or see them. We’ll have fun with those later.”

  What did he mean? How would she forget the labia clamps? They were kind of hard to forget since they were pinching her. Not painfully but she was aware they were there.

  “Also, come out with your shirt off but you’ll think it’s on. Bring it with you with the dress.”

  There was no way in hell she would do that. Lucas had to be on something to say that and think she would blindly obey. What game was he playing?