Dinner and then Sex

“Dinner?” Ingrid half asked, “I know it was some time between my last meal and my **** and it has only been longer…”

“Yeah, an airport snack pretzel is a rotten last meal too,” Peter shrugged, “Lets see what we have.”

The pair went to the kitchen, Peter checked the cabinets and found a glass jar of elbow pasta, a jar labeled beef and tomato sauce and a pot. The kitchen featured a gas stove and a sink so Peter started making pasta for two. The pair talked while the water boiled and the pasta cooked. Turned out Ingrid grew up on a dairy farm with an older sister and younger brother. She was in the barn playing around with harnesses for the moose, when one of the bulls ran into a support post and she was knocked over but tangled in the harnesses and over the edge of the hay loft and that killed her. Peter opted to change subjects since that was clearly a painful memory for Ingrid. She was a natural dog trainer and had trained multiple guard dogs for the farm. It also seemed that all the castles were surrounded by farming villages, unlike most fantasy depictions that Peter had seen in movies. Also to Peter’s surprise, Ingrid was well accustomed to the rubber coating on the oven mittens he needed when he strained the pasta. Ingrid explained how there were “Gum Trees” up to the artic circle and her people knew how to turn it’s sap into processed rubber. The natural gas stove Losti had provided them with, was a complete novelty and mystery to Ingrid however.

The pair sat next to each other at the table and ate.

“I like this,” Ingrid with a full mouth.

“It is the best I have had,” Peter agreed, “Must be that it is mana from heaven.”

“Well yes, praise be Losti and her gifts, but I mean this is amazing. You called these red vegetable used for the paste ‘tomatoes? I have never had anything like it before,” Ingrid smiled.

Ingrid looked down and her plate and her expression changed.

“Is it possible for a goddess to put messages in your food?” Ingrid asked.

Peter looked at his plate and smiled to himself. Written out in pasta, sauce and meat was the instructions ‘Fuck already.’

“Yes, Yes, she can. How about this, once we finish, I clean up, and Ingrid, you go down stairs, pick out something you want me to wear, and something you want to try and when you come back up we both get changed in our closets and then come out and I show Ingrid that women can enjoy sex?” Peter said aloud for both Ingrid and Losti.

“What should I get?” Ingrid asked.

“I think Lady Losti will guide you…” Peter smiled as he looked at his plate and saw a ‘thumbs up’ in pasta sauce.

*

Peter looked over the contents of the closet, it was clearly meant for him. The drawers had leather jock straps, mens thong underwear, various latex underwear, there were catsuits, leather pants and linen shirts hanging up. It was clear that Lady Losti intended for him to be a rubber pervert. His musings were interrupted by the tap on his shoulder.

“I hope you like my choices,” Ingrid smiled, “Put this on.”

Peter took the small flat box from the elf maiden. He noted that she was very careful and deliberate as she turned around to make sure what she was hiding behind her back stayed out of sight. Peter smiled to himself and went into his closet to change. Inside he found a pair of black rubber booty shorts, but these had a hole in the front for his cock and balls and a detachable cod piece held on with metal snaps. It was clear that remaining dressed while having a “Normalish type” of sex was the intent.

“Well I mean she needs a serious pussy pounding to get her in the mind set,” Peter muttered to himself.

He looked at the selection of sex toys in a drawer and opted to not use any of the them tonight. He did want to try the butt plugs and cock rings with Ingrid another time. Peter was quickly dressed and snapped the cod piece in place. It was harder do to because of the hard-on he had. Peter stepped out and took a deep breath.

“Close your eyes,” Ingrid said trying to sound authoritative, but sounding like a nervous school girl.

“My eyes are closed,” Peter said putting his hand over his eyes.

There was the sounds of a body wrapped in tight latex moving around and coming close to him.

“You look,” Ingrid started, “Wow… How do I look?”

“I don’t know, my eyes are closed,” Peter said with a hint of playful sarcasm.

“Well look,” Ingrid giggled.

“Wow,” was all Peter could muster as he looked at Ingrid.

Ingrid posed with one foot forward with her hands behind her back, she was wearing the black and white latex maid dress from the display down stairs.

“Wow…” Peter repeated, “You are… wow…”

Ingrid came forward and Peter wrapped his arms around her. Her bosom was highlighted by low cut and white ruffled trim, the waist was brought in tight with belt of the white rubber apron and her hips caused the flared skater skirts to stand out. Peter leaned up to kiss her. There was passion as their lips met and quickly Ingrid started to try and explore his mouth with her tongue. Peter kissed her back and started running his hands over her back and waist. Ingrid was doing likewise as well. Ingrid broke the kiss and Peter started kissing her cheek and then down her neck as his left hand came up and started to cup her left tit. As Peter’s left hand closed in on Ingrid’s left nipple, he kissed his way to her right and ran his right hand over her butt while Ingrid moaned and rubbed her hands over his rubber covered butt. Ingrid gasped as Peter found her rock hard nipple in the dress and kissed it. She moaned as he pinched her left nipple.

“Oh Goddess Yes!” Ingrid gasped as Peter licked her nipple.

Peter lifted up Ingrid’s skirt with his right hand and was pleased to find she wasn’t wearing underwear. He Started by rubbing his palm over her pussy and was pleased to find she was already wet as hell. Ingrid partly jumped as Peter started to thumb her clit.

“Oh, Wow…” Ingrid panted.

“Imagine what I could do with my tongue,” Peter took a pause from licking at the nipple to tease Ingrid.

“Shut up and continue!” Ingrid moaned the command.

Peter continued to play with Ingrid’s left nipple with his hand while sucking the right and started rub her pussy lips with his fore and ring finger, spreading them for him to slide his middle finger into her. He was bringing her close with his dick still tucked away behind it’s rubber flap.

“Please,” Ingrid moaned, “More please, deeper…”

“Get on the bed, on your hands and knees facing the pillows,” Peter instructed.

Ingrid moaned in disappointment as Peter released her and stepped back.

“Rather than starting with Missionary, I am sure Lady Losti would rather I start you with something more active like Doggy Style,” Peter said.

With a pouting frown, Ingrid obeyed the instructions and went to middle of the bed. She kept looking behind her and Peter undid the cod-piece and let his massive hardon out to play. Ingrid’s eye widened when she looked over her shoulder and saw it.

“Doggy style can be both dominant and submissive depending on how it is done,” Peter said as he got onto the bed and came closer, “Even on in your position you can be in charge if you had your partner on a leash and their hands and feet bound behind them…”

“That is an interesting idea,” Ingrid said as she shook her butt for Peter.

“Or you could be gagged, blindfolded, and bound and helpless as your partner used you,” Peter said, “Of course I could be in your position while you used a strapon on me…”

“Ohhh,” Ingrid was clearly getting ideas, “Hmmmm.”

Ingrid smiled as Peter put his hands on her hips and moved to flip up her skirt. Peter bent over and gave Ingrid’s Pussy a kiss and a few quick flicks of the tongue.

“Oh yes…” Ingrid smiled.

Peter stood up straight and came closer on his knees. It took him almost no effort to get the tip of his cock into her sopping wet pussy. Ingrid moaned in pleasure at the penetration. Peter started to pumped out and slightly further in with each stroke. He got to virginial wall.

“This part might hurt, but it is you losing your V card,” Peter said.

“Do it!” Ingrid shouted with a lust addled voice.

Peter thrust in as deep and hard as he could, and Ingrid gasped more in pleasure than pain.

“Fuck me harder!” Ingrid shouted.

Peter got his hands around her waist and pulled her into him and she started to push back into Peter as well. The pair kept it up for a while and Ingrid climaxed multiple times.

“Fill me you magnificent bastard!” Ingrid commanded.

Peter orgasmed at her command. The pair collapsed and Ingrid turned around and kissed Peter.

*

Peter woke with a start to the sound of Ingrid shouting. Peter got up and ran into the bathroom.

“What? What?” Peter shouted.

“There is hot water coming out of the spigot!” Ingrid pointed at the shower head, “There is some form of witch craft at work here!”

“We have been brought back from the dead and put in a magical house to sell kinky sex for our goddess,” Peter started to chuckle, “And you are saying that the hot running water is witch craft inside a magical house provided by a goddess?”

“Oh, right…” Ingrid blushed.

“It’s called indoor plumbing,” Peter stated, “If you want to wrap your mind around how, there should be a water tank on the roof and gravity pushes the water down into the pipes, like the stove in the kitchen there should be a water heater that feeds the hot water into the shower and sinks.”

“This might be common where you are from but this is unheard of to me,” Ingrid said in her defense.

“Well get your shower,” Peter said before going back to bed.

*

Peter finished his shower and went to his closet. He dressed in a jock strap, leather pants and a baggy T-shirt like top. He walked into the kitchen to find Ingrid making breakfast. She looked very pretty. She wore black latex leggings, some low laced on leather booties, a long sleeve t-shirt dress in white linen that went to her knees and a black leather corset around her waist.

“I made breakfast,” Ingrid smiled.

She handed him one of two bowls. Peter looked into the mix.

“What is it?” Peter asked.

“It is cut grains with seal sausages diced and mixed in,” Ingrid smiled, “Give it a try…”

*Reference Point*
The Maid Dress referenced.
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