CHAPTER THREE – Part 1

"What the hell are you supposed to do with this?" House asks, holding up a package with a double-ended dildo. "Hey, I wish I had one of these!"

"You're sick. They're for lesbians….."

"Oh, me likey!"

"…or they're for a woman and man."

House and Cameron are looking at toys in an adult toy store right before noon on Sunday. House was half expecting her refusal when he mentioned coming the night before. After they had taken a nice, long, hot bath together, they both had dozed off. But House woke up in the tub when he felt Cameron shake against him, as she was leaning up against him. Neither one wanted sex; they went straight to bed and slept.

They both woke up around ten, and they were both still exhausted. Even though he was hard and she was wet, they agreed to wait until after they went to run their errands. They ate breakfast, changed and headed out the door. They went by her place first to get a fresh set of clothes for the regretted day of work the next day.

"Okay, enlighten me on how a man and woman use it," House asks.

"Well, actually," an employee says as she walks toward them. "A woman can insert it vaginally, and it's pliable enough so that she can enter him anally."

"Oh my g…" House mutters, while Cameron grins nervously.

"It can be very pleasurable…"

House has noticed the woman is beautiful, but as he's checking out her breasts pressed against the tight blouse, Cameron elbows him in the ribs.

"Ow…damn…"

"It's okay. It's my job. Is there anything specifically you're looking for?" she asks, ignoring the little jab.

"I'm thinking of getting a butt plug…" Cameron starts to say before she notices House gives her a quick, sharp glance, his eyebrows furrowed and very curious.

"You sure as hell are not putting that in me!"

"Don't worry, stud! It's not for you," Cameron says.

A grin slowly escapes his lips.

"Oh, this way," the employee says, looking at Cameron.

"Can you show me where the porno movies are?" House asks somewhat shyly.

Cameron looks at him and grins. "Get a lesbian one."

House's eyes pop open and his mouth drops. "Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!"

The employee points to the wall where they movies are displayed, Cameron hands House a pair of handcuffs they agreed on then Cameron heads off for her toy.

As House is walking down one particular isle, he notices displays of panties and gets curious about them. He reads the description, and he grins wickedly. He chooses a white lace one, and notices a couple standing close by, giggling over a 12" dildo.

Back at House's apartment, after they'd eaten a nice, hearty lunch, Cameron is eagerly opening the two packages of toys she bought and putting batteries in them. House is watching her the whole time, as he's curious about her non-shyness.

"You're an old pro at that, aren't you?"

"House, I'm not naïve."

"I never said you were! You just seem to know your way around them."

"Well, yeah! Sex is nothing to be embarrassed about, House."

"I'm not saying that, either. It's just…" House is at a loss for words because all the blood is rushing to his slowly growing cock.

"What movie did you get?" she asks, turning on the vibrator. "Good, this is a quiet one."

"Jenna Jamison," he simply answers as he leans back against the couch.

"Oh, she's gorgeous."

"Cameron, have you ever been with a woman, or just curious?"

"Yeah, once, in college, with a frat-mate," she says casually.

"No shit?"

"No shit," she says, putting the two toys on the coffee table in front of the couch. She picks up the movie case and looks at it. "Hmmm, Jenna and Brenna at sea…sounds good."

"Did you like it?"

She leans back against the couch, turning her body a little to face him and rests her head on the cushion. "Yeah, it was fun. I needed a couple of shots of tequila first," she says with a laugh.

"Are you a giver or a receiver?"

She smiles at him, throwing her leg over his. "Both, but I was more aggressive."

"No shit?"

"Wow, House, you need to expand your vocabulary. You can't tell me you've never had two women before?"

"No, I haven't."

"No shit?" she asks and they both laugh.

He turns to face her and puts his hand on her waist. "Cam, I've really had fun this weekend."

House is shocked that he's actually said that, and something churns deep within him. He isn't sure what it is, but it is fairly familiar. The past two days with Cameron have been incredible, and he has exposed so much of himself with her, not just sexually. Although they never had a heavy heart-to-heart talk, he feels as if it is possible he could open up to her.

"Me, too. I'm sorry it's going to end."

He frowns at her. "Um, you mean the weekend is over?"

"No," she says sadly. "We can't keep this up, you know."

"Why not?"

"House, come on. We both know it won't work; you're my boss."

"I can fire you."

She laughs. "Not funny."

"I know."

"Let's just have this weekend as something to remember, okay? Trust me, it's something that I'll never forget."

Cameron raises her hand to his cheek and softly holds it. She looks over the creases in his face, the laugh lines, more frown lines, and she looks into his eyes intensely.

House leans in and presses his cheek against hers. She closes her eyes at his touch and rubs his other cheek with her thumb, her fingers pressing against the back of his neck. Chills run through her as she feels his breath on her ear, and she tightens her leg grip on his. His hand slides to her thigh, and pulls her closer.

When their lips meet, House closes his eyes. Their embrace is gentle, loving even. Their lips slowly brush against the other – no hunger, thirst – just feeling the lines of the others' lips. Even their hands explore the other tenderly, a soft, delicate touch that sends a different sense of excitement through them.

House sighs softly and breaks the kiss. "I don't want this to end," he whispers, looking into her gorgeous brown eyes.

Cameron freezes and tries to avoid his stare. It was the same with Chase, but with him it was just unbridled sex, no want for him as she does with House. House never said he wanted more from her as Chase did; he simply said he didn't want it to end.

"I can't make any promises."

House smiles at her and says, "That's all I'm asking. Now put the tape in, will ya?"

She smiles at him and stands, House giving her a pat on the ass as she bends over and picks up the tape.

"Pervert," she laughs as she walks to the TV, inserts the tape and leaves for the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" he hollers out to her.

"Changing into something more comfortable."

"Awwwsome!" House whispers to himself.

He watches the screen waiting for the prompt to start the movie when he sees movement out of the corner of his eye and turns to look at Cameron, standing in the doorway. She's wearing a low-cut, black, lace negligee that falls just above her upper thighs. The lace is wide, and shows little specks of flesh here and there. He instantly feels his dick harden and smiles at her.

She walks toward him and says, "I knew you'd like it."

She stands in front of him and bends over, giving him a quick, heavy, passionate kiss. His hands reach up and cups her breasts, tweaking her nipples.

"Hmmm-hmmm," she grunts in his mouth and maneuvers herself beside him. "Not til after the movie."

"Hun, I ain't gonna make it through the whole movie," he says with a grin.

"You'll manage."

House grunts at hits 'play' on the remote and the movie starts.

Jenna is lying on the back of a boat, sunbathing in a revealing pink bikini. There's a rock song playing in the background, with the sounds of the sea water lapping at the hull of the boat. A woman, Brenna, walks up beside her – a brunette with a small chest for a porn star – and hands her a glass of lemonade. She takes a sip and lays it on the water cooler.

Brenna lies down on the blanket beside Jenna, her eyes closed. In the next scene a water drop falls on Brenna's chest and it heaves in protest of the cold ice cube. She opens her eyes and sees Jenna sitting beside her, the ice cube held up to allow more drips to fall.

Brenna smiles at Jenna and she leans down and kisses Brenna.

"Yeah! That's it!" House says to the TV.

Cameron laughs and says, "Geez! It doesn't take much for you, does it?"

"No," he laughs back. "Now shut up!"

Jenna stops kissing Brenna and moves down to her breast, sucking her nipple through the bikini material. Brenna reaches up and clutches her breast, pinching her nipples. Jenna leans up and removes her top, throwing it to the side. Brenna unties her top and pulls the string out from under her.

Cameron feels herself growing wet, remember her own expression sucking a woman's breast. House reaches down to his crotch and rearranges his pecker, which has grown during the scene. He looks over at Cameron and she's got a shit-eating grin on her face. House returns his attention back to the TV.

Jenna is kneeling between Brenna's knees, eating her out. Brenna is watching Jenna as she's doing so, moaning her approval. The next shot shows Jenna fingering Jenna, running her finger over her clit…

House reaches his left hand over to Cameron's right upper thigh and slowly runs his finger underneath the thin thong to its goal: her pussy.

"Damn, Cam, you're freaking soaked!"

She turns to look at him with mischief in her eyes. "Don't you dare move your hand."

"Oh, yes, ma'am! I wasn't planning on it." They both look back at the TV.

As they're watching the movie, House is running his finger from her pussy to her clit, and when he hits it she gasps in a heavy breath. She reaches out and seizes his now-hard cock and grins back at him, not letting go.

She massages his dick as he rubs her clit, and she's now pinned her back as hard on the back of the cushion as she can, moaning her approval. Neither one of them are watching the movie anymore, but looking into the others' eyes.

The sounds of the moans from the two women in the movie, along with the amplified swishing of the juices emitting from Brenna's juices, bring both House and Cameron to the brink.

"Oooooh…don't make me…cum yet…" Cameron sighs, closing her eyes.

He presses her clit harder and says, "Don't you dare close your eyes." Her eyes fly open.

"Bu'…it feels sooo goo…"

"I don't care! Look at me, Cameron. Don't close your eyes."

He continues to play with her clit, as she searches for the button of his jeans. House knows what she wants. With his right hand he unhooks the snap, unzips it and lifts his hips up to push down the jeans enough to free his dick.

Cameron immediately takes it in her hand and does not close her eyes. House smiles at her and they concentrate on the other. She feels his pre-cum on her thumb as she traces it over his head. She slides her hand down to the base of his shaft and slowly moves it up, tightening her grip occasionally.

Cameron lifts her ass up for House to gain easier access, and his finger immediately enters her pussy. She closes for eyes for just a brief second. House instantly removes his finger but leaves his hand where it is.

"No…no…keep it there…" she whines.

"I told you not to close your eyes."

She shakes her head and opens her eyes again, looking into his. "Sssssorry," she responds, but tightens her grip on her dick even harder. House inhales deeply through his teeth, but manages not to open his eyes.

The moans from the two women grow louder and more frenzied, and so do House and Cameron's. He slips his finger back into Cameron's pussy, and this time she obeys. Their breathing is heavy, shallow; full of longing in their whines of pure bliss.

House sits up and grabs one of her toys, and she follows his face. She smiles when she sees him reach for the clit stimulator. He leans back into the couch and turns a little on his side, to allow his finger to remain in her pussy but also to allow the stimulator (referred to as "stim") access to her clit.

He removes his hand, and she knows what it is he wants. She slides the thongs down over hips, knees then to the floor. He smiles his consent and returns his finger to her pussy. He turns on the stim, crosses his arms so the stim is on her clit, and gets comfortable.

"Don't close your eyes," he repeats, flicking his finger in her pussy as a warning.

"No…no, I won't."

He brushes the stim barely on her clit that sends her back into the cushion with a fevered scream, but she never loses his eye contact. He brings it back to her clit, fluid from her juices used as lubricant.

The stim has a nob on one side, and on the other and indention that is used to cover the clit, but for now he uses the nob. The stim vibrates in three modes: slow shocks, fast shocks, and one steady one.

Cameron moans softly at the sensation. He rests it firmly on her clit, sending her into unbelievable ecstasy. As it switches from slow to fast, her thighs tense and shake, her breath becomes more shallow and she runs her hands up and down his dick, pumping in the same speed as the stim. As it changes to steady speed, she squeezes his dick again and doesn't let go.

"Hmmm, easy, Cam. I don't want you to break it off by accident."

"Ooohhhh, neither do….iiiiiiiiiii"

Cameron arches her back and thrusts her ass out, begging for more, but House won't give it to her. The stim reverts to the slow speed, and she relaxes a little, but nervously anticipating what's to come. It changes to fast speed, and she wildly bucks her hips, still looking into his eyes, which are staring back at her with such…hunger. It's now at steady speed, and she pushes her head back into the pillow, her breathing hard and fast.

She feels an orgasm coming, but he senses it, also. He pulls back on the stim from her clit and lets her calm down a bit.

"Shiiiit, what the ffffffffff…"

"I don't want you to cum, yet."

"Oh, god, pleeeeeease."

The stim is now at slow speed and the desperation and longing in her eyes turns him on even more, his dick pulses in her hand.

"Cameron, I want you to tell me, on a scale from one to ten, where you are to orgasm."

"I…I can't…oh, just make me…" She groans again; she can hear the stim change to fast mode and longs for the sensation to return to her clit. She still feels his fingers flicking inside her, and she's slowly losing control.

"Where are you now?"

"Howwww, I can't…do this."

"Yes, you can, Cam. I know you can. Just look at me and tell me where you are."

She moans softly and says, "three."

"Great, good girl. Okay, every time it goes into steady mode, I want you to tell me where you are, okay? Can you do that for me?"

She nods her head and tells him yes. He leans in and gives her a soft kiss. He puts the stim back on her clit and she catches her breath; it's the steady mode, but House relents and waits for the next.

Jenna and Brenna are now moaning loudly, and House glances at the screen to see what they're doing. They're in a 69 position now; the camera showing a close up of Brenna flicking Jenna's clit. His dick throbs at the scene.

Cameron's still looking at his face as he watches, not turning her eyes to the screen. She felt his dick pulsate in her hand. "Good scene, huh?"

He turns and looks at her and only nods his head. With the stim vibrating in his hand, he feels it changing to steady. He looks into her eyes and smiles, waiting for the end of the cycle for her to tell him where she is.

"Cammmm, tell meeee…"

Her hips are bucking and she barely gets out a 'seven.'

This cycle continues for another few rounds, until at the steady beat she screams out, "Eleven!" Her body is shaking, her left arm is over her head gripping the cushion as the waves of the orgasm begin to wash over her, but she never lets go of her grip of his dick.

Suddenly, and cruelly, in one swift movement, he removes the stim from her clit, throws it to the carpet still vibrating, removes his finger, pulls down her thong and plunges his mouth onto her pussy. He sucks her clit fervently until she clenches the hair on the back of his head, pushing it further against her pussy.

"Howw…oooohhhh, dooaaan…"

Cameron lets loose a powerful orgasm, her entire body quakes as she thrusts her hips out to him. He groans as he sucks her clit, feeling her juices escape her and runs along his chin hair. She's holding her breath, afraid that if she breathes the orgasm will end too soon.

He lifts his head from her crotch and leans up, kissing his way through the lace of the negligee, as her breathing slows. He is met by her licking her cum from his chin, and he lets her. He plants his lips on her and she laps up her cum from his lips and tongue.

"Geeezzz…I don't think I've ever cum…that hard before," she whispers, still trying to catch her breath.

"Lie down," he orders, and at first she's not sure what he means. House looks at the other end of the couch, and she slides from one end to the other. "Nuh-uh…take that off, first."

She pulls and slides it over her head, gladly freeing her aching, erect nipples. House reaches down and pushes her right leg out, while she pulls her knee up and against the cushion. He grabs her waist and throws his right leg on the couch, leaving enough room for him to have access to her heavenly space.

"Keep your eyes on me, baby, okay?"

"Yesss, yess."

Without a word, he rams his hard, swollen, throbbing cock into her pussy and she gasps at the sudden invasion, pleasurable, nonetheless. He thrusts his cock hungrily into her, keeping his eyes glued onto hers, grinding his hips into hers. She meets him halfway as she tightens her muscles around his dick.

"Don't let go, Cam…"

She shakes her head and puts her hands on his shoulders. She lifts her left leg over his waist and revels in how fucking good he feels inside her. She groans at every thrust, her pussy tingling and begging for an orgasm. House's face contorts at the sensations surging through him, and he only fucks her harder.

"Howww…cummm…hmmmm…inside me…I want to…aaagghhhh…feel you cum inside me."

He pumps her a few more times and she screams she's cumming, which makes him pump faster, his own orgasm building up inside of him. Suddenly, she closes her eyes, throws her head back and lets loose another loud, savage scream.

House leans down and kisses her to shut her up, but she's still breathing heavily into his mouth.

"Jesus, Cam…keep it…"

Before he can't finish his sentence because his own orgasm comes and although he tries not to, he shoots his load inside her. She's whispering his name as they both endure their intense orgasm, grunting and breathing heavily against the other.

House collapses on top of her. "Allison…you are…incredible," he whispers in her ear as she wraps her arms around his neck.

She moves her legs so his back is against the couch and he settles in, his dick still inside her. As their breathing return to normal, she grabs the blanket on the back of the couch and covers them.

He gets a good hold of her and gives her a small squeeze, and she returns it. The two fell asleep within minutes, both in complete and ravished heaven.