All Chapters of Take me, I am yours: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I can't stop moaning, my mind wondering if I am allowed to cum when the time comes. His fingers start teasing, slowly moving in and out of pussy. He starts with one, the one finger teasing slowly and gently, and slowly adds another finger, and another. His fingers moved quicker, making me scream with pleasure."Remember the peach; you just might need it." He laughs as I feel myself spreading wider than ever before."I wonder how much I can get up my sweet pussy. So far, all fingers, maybe the knuckles next?" He is driving me crazy, his fingers moving faster and harder; each time I feel them go deeper, stretching me more and more. It felt amazing and weird, something I had never felt before. He is moving faster and harder; it felt like his whole hand was inside me. Screaming, I let go as the orgasm rose in my body. He moves his handle and smacks my arse, the wetness making it sting more and more. I can hear him moving; he comes back, and I feel the toy at the entrance of my arse, s

Reluctantly, I make my way to the shower, my body moving like an empty vessel, my soul hovering somewhere between the present and thoughts of Sean. As I return downstairs, I notice a woman, and I glance at Beatrice with confusion."Hi Lisa, I'm Patricia. I brought you food for today," she explains, and I realise I completely forgot about this arrangement, not even considering the woman's visit."Thank you, but there's really no need," I respond, approaching her."I have strict orders; every day, I have to bring food. If you refuse, I have to show you how to cook so then I don't have to come."Typical Sean, I should have expected him to instruct her not to let me talk her out of it."To be honest, I enjoy cooking, so either option works for me. Just let me know what's best for you," I add.She smiles; she is old and looks very kind and warm. I won't argue with her. It wouldn't be right; she has clearly been paid to be here with strict instructions not to let me talk her out of it."I g

She talks to me while fastening it. I turn and look in the mirror, and suddenly, I'm frozen. It feels like I'm on the brink of shock—the dress is stunning, and inexplicably, it resonates with Sean.A connection is instant, and although it feels somewhat peculiar wearing it, I sense that this is a way to have his sister with us at the wedding. Walking out, preparing myself for the reactions, Beatrice gasps, and my stepmom sheds tears. Sean's mom just stares, eyes welling with tears; I hope she truly is okay with me wearing the dress."It's perfect, Lisa," Beatrice exclaims through tears. I stand here, staring at myself in the mirror; it truly is amazing, but something also feels a bit off."If I may make a suggestion?" Martha asks, walking towards me."The bow, I'd see if you can get one to match your colour, so instead of it being the colour of Valerie K.'s wedding, it's your own colour?"It sounds like a great plan. Nodding in agreement, I give her a hug, explaining the colour scheme

"No! Beatrice, Sean knows and encourages it," I quickly interject, preventing her from asking further questions. The knock at the door comes as a timely distraction, and I rush to open it, relieved that Jennifer has arrived just in time to divert Beatrice's enquiries.Welcoming Jennifer in, we start setting everything up, preparing for the cooking session. Jayda descends, dressed and ready to leave. I offer her a warm goodbye hug and watch her depart.As we cook for the next few hours, Beatrice keeps shooting me questioning glances. I am well aware that once Jennifer leaves, I'll be bombarded with enquiries. After we finish, I walk Jennifer to the door and express my gratitude. As soon as the door closes behind her, Beatrice doesn't waste any time."So, what is all that about with you and Jayda?" She asks, her eyes fixed on me, anticipating an explanation. I had hoped she wouldn't enquire, but my optimism was short-lived. Beatrice, though one of my closest friends, has a tendency to b

"You know what I always loved the idea of?" She asks, looking at me."The thought of being dominated by women?" I laugh; that is the only thing I can think of."No, the idea of couples watching." She looks at me watching, waiting to see how I will react. Sitting, I stare back at her."Think about it, Lisa, you there dominating me while others watch. maybe it is just me, but that is a turn-on, knowing people are watching." Thinking about it, maybe it is because I had a drink. I agree? I find Beatrice and thank her for the wonderful night, telling her I was going to my room in the hotel. In fact, I don't plan to even go to the hotel. Jayda and I head for Lustful Surrender. Both slightly tipsy, we walked in. I was greeted like I always was, and I asked for a room. Amanda smiles, asking if I want a private room. Shaking my head, I tell her no and explain what I want. She looks at me shocked but doesn't argue and sorts the room out for me. I walk into the shop here and grab myself a lea