Pampered by My Pet
written by:
Little tommy D.

Pampered by My Pet

My favorite pet, more commonly known as Linda Echols, and I have been close partners for five years. I was reminded of that fact by Linda last Monday as we prepared to go to work. She hinted of a special present but gave no details and I knew better than to ask. I'm a quick pupil when it comes to what not to ask or say to women. I learned this when I discovered that women who gain a little weight live longer than the men who mention it. I let her comment pass. We dated for two years before she urged me to give up my apartment in the inner city and move to her single home luxury digs in suburbia. A permanent arrangement such as marriage is not on the table yet. There's a compelling reason for that delay and dismissal.

Linda is an Executive Vice President of an International manufacturing complex. Her income is nearly three times what I earn as the Vice President of a Regional Casualty insurance company. My income is nothing to sneeze at, but I'm a pauper when compared to brainy and savvy Linda. We met when I was approached by Linda to take a sizable piece of one of their local outlets for twenty million in Excess fire insurance coverage on the warehouse where inventory is stored prior to shipping. She was pleased with my handling of the request, called me and boldly said, "Kirk Drew, I want to thank you for assisting me on our excess plan. Would you accept an invitation from me to my country club for an evening of dinner and entertainment?" I said yes. We meshed well and our interests were a commonality. She golfed as did I. She was a pilot. Ditto. She owned a condo on Maui. Ditto. She was delighted when she found those common interests and she quickly asked me for a movie date. I again accepted. Fortunately, it wasn't one of the date-night romantic flicks. If you must ask, it was a reissue of "Silence of the Lambs.' She had missed it the first time around.

As our time together multiplied, she began to confess why she was available at the time we met. I had remembered reading of her case in the paper, but she was never named. Her accounting firm had uncovered fraud in her financial accounts. The audits traced it to her fiancée at the time and revealed that he had drained her assets by transferring them to an offshore account in the Cayman Islands. When confronted, he raged against her and nearly beat her to death with his fists and a meat hammer she had hanging on the kitchen rack. I recalled that he received thirty years without parole. She was hospitalized for over forty-five days, transferred to a rehab facility for another forty-five days of recovery and rehab on her eyes, one ear, and both arms. Nothing noticeable now. That's what money will do for you.

She avoided men for two years after that incident. I am a guinea pig she is using to reenter the game of love, sex and a less fearful life and I have no objections to being used. I truly love Linda. Now that the weekend is on us, I began to wonder what she had in mind. We have become adventurous lately taking mountain hikes, .weekend flying trips to beaches, and taking in the Broadway shows in New York City. While at home, I slyly and with trepidation at the start, introduced her to high-class porn flicks that we watch in the theater room of her home. She was hesitant at first and reluctantly let me put 'Deep Throat' in the Blu Ray system on her eighty-inch screen. I sat through the film watching not the movie, but her face and body language. It adapted well. Once a week I would pick a good hot one and we would take our wine and enjoy the film, but the way she reacted after the film ended was my reward. I believe the films gave her the impetus to let her body do the talking and accepting our life together. We even became brave enough to invite her sister and husband over to movie night twice to watch with us. I can't tell you how many times her husband, Ed, has thanked me for stirring the passion in Trish. I was just being a good member of the family and needed no thanks.

With little knowledge of her past other than what she was feeding me slowly, I honestly didn't know whether she was a sophisticated snob about life or if she was one of us, a commoner who cursed, ranted, or truly enjoyed letting her emotions control her body. I suppose that little by little I would learn more as she felt more comfortable with me. I got up Saturday morning with no noticeable differences to the house. No wrapped presents, no new Lexus in the driveway. All normal. After breakfast, Linda told me we were going to the club for lunch, Trish and Ed would join us, and we would be back home before four so that I could catch the evening news. All normal.

It was a pleasant lunch, nothing of note, and the conversation was as common as dirt as it focused on one of their elderly Aunts and ended with an invitation for them to come watch a movie with us on Wednesday. We parted. Linda and I drove to the Wine Shoppe and ordered refills for our favorites in the wine racks located throughout the house. On the ride back home, I was somewhat startled when she initiated a discussion where we were talking about the scenes we most liked from the porn films. Linda indicated that she was intrigued by the women when they were fucked by two men at the same time--one in the pussy and one in the ass. She hinted that while watching, she could almost feel the two dicks meeting inside of her own body and it turned her on quickly. Once I regained my composure from the shock of her language, I confessed that I most liked when two women were eating each other in the sixty-nine position and the top one was being fucked doggy-style by a big dick. She Ohh'ed and said that she also found that those scenes as one of her favorites. She said. "Especially when he pulls out and cum's on the face of the one on the bottom eating the pussy he had been fucking." She giggled and then continued, "Do you ever fantasize about doing something like that when we're fucking?"

I gulped, grasp the steering wheel with both hands and replied, "Of course I do! I have a dick and I think about things I see being done to women in porn films. It intensifies my desire to satisfy you, and then me for my own pleasure."

She sat quietly for a moment or two, became serious and responded, "Kirk, I know you have a dick and it's a lovely one at that. What I find most pleasing about it is the fact that you know how to use it to it's, and my, best advantage. I love the seven-inch length, the summer sausage thickness, and the size of your balls." She paused, looked out the window and without looking at me, resumed her statement with a sort of confession by saying, "I haven't been with many men, but those I have been are no comparison to you in any way. Now don't try to compliment my pussy. I have heard the 'turn them upside and they're all alike' phrase and I know it to be true. In the dressing room and sauna at the club, I see all the other pussies and they're exactly alike. Just like mine also. What I don't understand is why you men get all excited by such a nasty gash so close to an asshole. It's a real mystery to me." She put her hand on my arm, squeezed slightly, and then whispered, "But I'm very happy the way you treat my gash and asshole. I can only hope you continue to adore them in the future."

I was breathless when her statement ended. My opinion of her had risen drastically now that I knew how she felt and would act if I made off-handed remarks. I surmised that I could utter comments about fucking, pussy, dicks, assholes, cum, or if I whispered those in her ear while we were in the middle of a cum-stirring fuck session of our own. Can you imagine how that one conversation while driving home eased my tension and gave me insight to how my relationship with Linda had finally progressed to one of trust and full intimacy? It was earth-shaking for me. I only hoped it was for her also.

I pulled into the garage and as I exited the car, she casually remarked, "Why don't you pick out a movie for later this evening while I mix us a drink? I'll bring them to the Den and we can sit there for a while." I nodded, opened the door to the kitchen and I went through to the theater while she stayed in the kitchen. I picked out what I thought would be a good evening treat with one my favored who was at the top of women porn stars. I loaded it in the machine and went to the den. When I went in, there were two other people standing talking to Linda who was gesturing and involved in explaining something which I couldn't hear. When she saw me, she stopped, said, "Kirk, come and meet part of your Anniversary celebration. This is Bridget Duplechain of the Dubridge Salon. She is here to give you a style-cut to match your personality. This gentleman is Jorge Galvez, the tailor of Newcomb-Denby, who will measure you for a new tropical weight all-season wardrobe in colors you will select. So, if you'll sit in the chair Bridget has prepared in the Wet Bar alcove, she'll get started while Jorge will go through the material selections for your new suits and sport coats." I was dumbfounded. The two individuals catered to the truly elite of town. Their names and pictures floated through the society pages and magazines like water flowed over the dam at Lake Storm where we berthed our boat. This afternoon will cost Linda a fortune! But, I won't complain if it makes her happy.

At six, the haircut done and the tailor wrapping up were interrupted by the doorbell. Linda opened the door to a Chef dressed in the traditional white with three assistants standing at his side. The assistants all held large trays in their hands. Linda invited them in and directed them to the kitchen I let the stylist and tailor out, thanking them profusely. I immediately followed in the tracks of Linda and the cooking crew and stood in the doorway, afraid to step into the flurry of pots, pans and knives being shuffled and tossed among the four who paid me no attention as they busied themselves in the preparation of our dinner. Linda pulled me back through the doorway and whispered, "You go get ready for dinner first. When you come out, I'll do my preparation." She kissed my cheek, refilled my wine glass, and patted my butt as I started toward the bedroom. Since we were eating at home, I showered, changed into casual casual with loafers and no socks. I went to the kitchen, waved to Linda and pointed to the bedroom. She went through the dining room, directly to the bedroom, closed the door and I went to the den to get away from the chaos of the kitchen preparations. Linda returned in nearly forty-five minutes, checked the kitchen and saw that the food was ready for serving. She called for me to be seated.

One of the assistants lit the candles, dimmed the lights and stood back from the table as the other two brought in our plates of eye-popping Chateaubriand, lobster tail, roasted asparagus, herbed creamed potatoes and bread beyond compare. The kitchen crew, after pouring the initial wine, retired to the kitchen and left us to our dinner. Linda smiled, picked up her fork and softly urged me to eat. I took my fork in hand, looked at my plate and told her, "It's far too pretty to eat. It should be put in the safe deposit box. I've never seen a dinner look so good."

She smiled and said, "It's a treat, a once in a lifetime treat. I had the crew fly in from one of New York's most famous restaurants because tonight's a very special night for me, Kirk. The celebration has just begun so eat up." I did and couldn't believe the tenderness of both the meat and lobster. It literally melted on my tongue. The vegetables were like none I had ever tasted and I wondered how much this meal set her back. I can't help it, I'm frugal and spending money frivolously has always been against my principles and even though it was a dinner to die for, I thought it was over the edge but I would never tell her my feelings. I was halfway through the dinner when the second wine was poured, totally different than the first, and the first taste told me it was beyond my wallet's contents.

A flaming Dessert of what I was too embarrassed to ask followed and it was also too good to describe without a taste of it to understand. Following the dessert, we were given a glass of Port and ushered to the living room while the crew cleaned the dining room and kitchen. In less than twenty minutes, an assistant poured a small refill of the Port, bowed and told Linda that they were leaving. She let them out the door, left the entry light burning and returned to me. She took my hand, led me to the bedroom and slowly, sexily, undressed me. She sat me on the edge of the bed, lifted my limp dick, kissed the head and went to the bathroom. In two minutes, just two minutes mind you, she was back, naked from head to toe, no bra or panty lines which told me she had worn only the clinging little black dress for dinner. She dimmed the overhead lights, set the fan on low, pushed me backwards and lifted my legs on the bed and sidled in beside me. She put her lips to my ear and whispered, "How has your day been so far.? Did it please you?"

I turned my head, kissed her on the lips and softly replied, "It has been over the top, Pet. Well over the top. I can't thank you enough."

She kissed me back, grinned and whispered, "Maybe you'll find a way to thank me after the next gift I have for you." She had no sooner finished the sentence than I saw the porn star of our favorite movies moving toward the bed, naked, smiling, her hand rubbing the inside of her pussy. I thought I'd pass out when she crawled in on the other side of me and bit my ear lobe before saying, "Hello, Kirk. I am thrilled that you think I'm great in my movies. Linda called and invited me to your Anniversary celebration, so here I am your gift for the next eight hours. I love your hair, by the way. Now you can show me your stuff." My dick had shot straight up and was already throbbing. My balls had actually tightened and pulled upwards as if I was going to cum. Linda was delighted at my reaction and she was rubbing my chest when Kathy took my dick in her hand and said, "Oh my, what a lovely lollypop you have. May I have a lick and a taste?" I almost broke my neck I was nodding my answer so vigorously.

Kathy rose, smiled at me and licked my shaft from my balls to the corona of the head. My heart was trying to get out of my body before it beat itself to a pulp. Kathy wrapped her hand entirely around the shaft, held tightly and took the head in her mouth, tongued the eye and sucked gently while her tongue teased the opening. I was staring at her lips as they puckered around the head when I saw her other hand reached beyond me and land on Linda's hip. Her sucking continued at a slow pace, her hand dropped and enveloped my balls in the palm and she held them tenderly while dropping her head down the shaft of my dick, deep-throating the entire seven think inches without any sign of gag reflex. I saw her reach into the crack of Linda's ass, tilting Linda so that she had access to her asshole and lower pussy lips. I was breathing easier and felt more relaxed as Kathy easily worked on both my dick and Linda's asshole. I turned, took Linda's right tit in my mouth and was sucking the stiff nipple, listening to Linda sigh and groan as she was being stimulated at the top and bottom by two people, not one.

Feeling braver now, I let my left hand wander to Kathy's pussy and felt the dampness she had brought on by her own rubbing on the way to the bed. She didn't object, so I ran my finger through her slit, found the hole and played at the entrance, testing her reaction. When she felt the finger, she thrust her hips forward and my finger went into the soft, warm, wet inside. I worked my finger while thinking that porn stars obviously do have normal reactions when being fingered during foreplay because she was totally wet inside. Her sucking was lulling me and I didn't want to be lulled. I removed my hand from her pussy, rose up and pulled her to me. I mouthed her tit and sucked the aureole and nipple while massaging the other tit. Linda slid down, replaced Kathy on my dick and was sucking while rolling my balls from side to side.

Kathy leaned toward my ear, softly said, "I hear that a female sixty-nine is one of your favorite scenes. Are you prepared for me to take on Linda? And where do you want me, on top or bottom?" I didn't hesitate when I said, 'Top!" She grinned and replied, "So you want to do me doggy-style and cum on Linda?"

"I nodded and answered, "That's the way I prefer to start. We still have nearly eight hours left to change the order?" She bit my lobe again and laughingly said, "In eight hours, we can have all kinds of order and a little disorder also."

She rolled away from me, lifted Linda's head from my dick and kissed her. After the kiss she guided Linda to the center of the bed, kissed her again and then reversed herself and threw her right leg over Linda, lowered her body and kissed Linda's pussy, burying her head in the fuzzy hair. I noticed Linda jerk when she felt Kathy at her pussy's door opening. Linda grabbed Kathy's ass and pulled her down to her face. Linda looked toward me and I nodded. I saw her tongue come out and she gave Kathy the last tug and I watched her tongue enter Kathy's cleanly shaved pussy. That impelled Kathy to enter Linda and I was enthralled to observe two women eagerly eating each other's pussy in my own bed. I gave them about a five minute head start. When I knew they were fully engrossed in the job of clit-licking, I got to my knees, went to Kathy's ass that was humping over Linda's head, kissed her ass, running my finger in the hole and feeling her tighten her anus around my finger. I spread my legs, took hold of Kathy's hips to steady them and put my dick at heaven's gate.

I pulled her back slightly and rammed the entire seven inches in as far as it would go. Her movements from Linda' tongue on her clit and my dick inside was all that I needed to start my own slow in and out of her snatch. I slid my right hand over and as I fucked, I had my thumb inside her asshole and my face looking toward the ceiling fan casting shadows on our bodies as the three of us became a fucking machine of rapid movement, gasping noises, and glistening skin. While I was fucking Kathy, Linda reached up and held my balls in her palm, finger stretching upwards toward the base of my dick. At that moment, I had never felt as good in my life and silently thanked Linda for her thoughtfulness. My thoughts were stopped short when Linda began lifting her ass from the bed and mumbling through her clit chewing. With no warning, Linda screamed, nearly jerked my balls off and had her ass making circles in the air as Kathy clamped down on her clit and wouldn't turn loose.

Kathy's movement with Linda was having an effect on me and since Linda wouldn't free my balls, the pipe was filling and within seconds, I withdrew pulled my dick downwards and sprayed Linda's face, hair, and ears with my colossal initial spurts of cum. She didn't react to the cum spraying her, Kathy had her full attention as she sucked and chewed Linda's clit relentlessly as would be expected of a professional porn star. I'm certain that neither Linda nor I fucking her had any effect on Kathy because she gave no signs of being near to an orgasm. Hers was merely a job that used her mouth, tits, ass, and pussy. But I can attest that she had equal untold effect on Linda and me as I was a witness and beneficiary to the effect.

We didn't stir for several minutes. Kathy smiled and gave me thumbs up. Linda was still recovering and lay still while gathering her senses and breath. Linda finally opened her eyes, grinned and asked, "Am I still alive? For about five minutes there I thought I was an Angel in Heaven I felt so divine. Kathy, you were better than any film we've ever watched." Kathy took her hand, held it while saying, "Linda, in films there is no passion or love. It's a job to be done with other professionals. It's all staged, rehearsed, and done rotely to entertain the masses. Tonight, it was real, especially for the two of you. I was just the hired hand to make it happen. Now, rest while I get a damp washcloth to clean your face. Kirk did an admirable job of acting out his part, believe me. I watched the entire thing."

She ran to the bathroom for the damp cloth. Linda kissed me, cum stickiness and all, and asked, "Was it as great for you as it was for me? Did you enjoy the present?" I beamed when I answered, "You were marvelous and yes, I did enjoy the present more than I can ever say. Thank you so much." She kissed me again and said, "I'm glad. Now, go get us some wine while we wait to choose our next fantasy."

I went to the Wet Bar, poured three glasses; put them on a tray and when I came back to the bedroom. Kathy was sitting on the edge of the bed near Linda wiping her face. When she was satisfied, she left to put the cloth in the tub to be washed. Linda took a sip of the wine, slid her hand under the pillow, took something out, dropped to her knees and said, "Kirk Drew, will you marry me? She held a ring in her hand."

Kathy was in the doorway watching and when I said yes, she began applauding. I pulled Linda to her feet, kissed her deeply with my hands around her ass and my dick between her legs. I broke the kiss and whispered, "I thought you'd never ask!"

We spent the balance of the seven hours allowing Kathy to perform her professional magic on our bodies as her present to our Anniversary engagement celebration.

And that's the God's honest truth!