32.The art of exploring her obvious obsession of bdsm?

I pulled myself fully out. Put my hands on my dick. Forced him into Summer's pussy lips without penetrating her until my dick head was pressed against Summer's clit. And with quick movement jiggled my dick side to side masturbating Summer's clit with my dick head.

Summer in turn moaned loudly.

Then I stopped and backed away. I moved sat down next to Summer and simply smiled at her.

She looked at me with fire in her eyes but after a moment it faded only to be replaced with a sly smile, "Kudos."

I tipped my head to her though now my dick and balls were fucking pissed at me.

I spoke, "So note that dinner is obviously over. What's the plan?"

Summer smiled, "I'm glad you asked that."

She turned her attention to Kel, "We continue with your training."

Kel looked at us as her arm stopped moving obviously stopped masturbating to me teasing Summer.

Kel blinked then nodded, "Fine though I think I'm good."

Summer laughed, "Yeah right. You didn't last long when Gabe was fucking you before you almost passed out."

Kel responded, "That's because you teased me for a good hour. I was done by the time Gabe fucked me."

Summer smiled, "Well stop rubbing yourself and we'll move on."

She looked at me, "Do you mind round 2?"

I shrugged, "Already did round 1. Round 2 shouldn't be too bad."

She smiled at us both, "Alright up to Kel's room we go."

Kel spoke, "Wait why my room?"

Summer looked at Kel, "Because I'm sleeping in Gabe's room and I refuse to sleep in a wet spot."

Kel huffed, "And what makes you think I'd want to sleep in a wet spot."

Summer smiled, "Ok fine we can do this in your parent's room and you can explain why there's a wet spot on their bed."

Kel grumbled, "Fine. My room."

I laughed seeing where she was going.

We could fuck in any room of the house but if we didn't use OUR room whatever damage we did we would have to clean up.

I wonder if the girls cleaned up the entertainment room after our little romp especially Kel's squirting incident.

I made a mental note to check the entertainment room tomorrow and clean up anything residue left behind and maybe febreze the shit out of the room if it still smells like ass pussy and sex. Probably now stale ass, pussy, and sex.

We left our mess on the kitchen island and head all the way up to the attic where our rooms were located taking a right into Kelly's room.

When I got into Kelly's room it looked like tornado Summer hit. A significant portion of Kelly's hidden items were laid out on her bed and her floor.

The sure magnitude of Kelly's items made me feel vanilla or ordinary compared to her closet fetishes laid out in plain view.

A lot of the items I saw were the first time I saw them compared to when Summer showed me Kelly's hidden compartments. Of course when Summer showed me she only focused on the items Summer wanted to use at that time.

Now there was full leather bdsm outfits, which I semi knew about thanks to the rude awakening a few nights back when I was kicked out of bed to find Kelly in a full leather outfit that I had never seen before.

But that outfit was just the tip of the iceberg.

There was full on leather masks both with openings for only the nostrils and or mouth. Some had zippers. Both his and hers leather masks.

There was bdsm outfits that usually is worn by what I would think is worn by dom females. And some that I think are worn by sub females.

There was leather straps and cuffs.

A couple of rolls what looked like tape for whatever reason that was.

There was lace strips for the more romantic type of bondage I guessed.

There was multiple toys ranging from a wand typically used for massages to internal vibrators, metal balls for some odd reason, and also plugs of various types. Some of the plugs I instantly recognized as butt plugs. The ones that baffled me were the small long plugs.

There was lotions and lubes on display.

There were bottles of supplements much like what I have.

I looked around the room and then at Kelly who blushed a deep crimson as if her closet freak was on full display.

I was guessing there was more but couldn't confirm. But if there was this much 'FREAK' out on display there had to be more.....a lot more.

You don't have this much if you weren't a freak even a closet freak without having a metric fuck ton more crap.

I smiled at Kelly who smiled back at through a deep crimson face as if thanking me for not saying a word. I was secretly thanking Kelly for making my collection look normal in comparison.