The Wedding Gift (A Penthouse Gundam fic)

PENTHOUSE GUNDAM
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letter 2


The Wedding Gift
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Dear Penthouse,


It was time for a little revenge and I figured if I was going to be killed, I might as well do it right.

Flipping my braid over my shoulder, I set my resolve, jumped out of the jeep, and crossed the parking lot to the worlds best \'toy\' store. Yeah, this was definitely my kind of place, but how Heero would react to his wedding present coming from an establishment that required patrons to be over eighteen years old to enter, I wasn\'t sure...well, I was, but it\'d be worth a few broken bones just to pull one over on ol\' Yuy.

Oh, Heero\'s changed a lot over the years, he\'s lightened up and even found a slight sense of dry humor since hooking up with Relena, but at times his old stoic self flashed through and he became down right anal. I knew he was going to get really upset with the little package of goodies I was going to buy... but hey, ya only live once, and who am I to pass up the ultimate payback against Mr. Perfect Heero Yuy. He\'d been giving me hell for years...insulting everything from my intelligence to sexual prowess... SO the next day, in front of hundreds of snooty people, I was going to pay him back.

Sabastian\'s was the Super Store of Sex toys. If they didn\'t have it, you didn\'t need it. At least that\'s what the sign said.
The first thing you notice when you walk in the store is the smell. It smells just like Sex and Candy; latex and sweet fruit flavored oils that burn when you blow on \'em. The next thing is the lingerie; ranging from lacy sexy soft and fluffy, to the more hardcore cat suits in leather and shiny pvc complete with zippered easy-access openings in stratigic places. It was heaven, and I always get a semi just walking in the door. Man, with the right woman by my side, I think I could die happy in that store, but I wasn\'t there to fuel my own sex-life, or mourn the lack there of.... no, I was there on a mission.

Moving out of the lingerie, I headed towards the back of the store... passing racks of magazines, movies, anveltvelty items of cutesie sex items made just for pranks and jokes on those soon-to-be-wed, and the blushing virginal. Sure, they fit into both of those catagories, but I wasn\'t going for any of that amature junk in my little masterpiece; I was here for the real things. No wind up bouncing boobs or white chocolate penis suckers were going into this present, only the hard stuff would do. Ha, pun intended... after all, the point I wanted to make was that Heero was going to need a little \'reinforcement\' to keep his woman satisfied!

I was cruising the back aisles, surveying the goods, when SHE appeared. There I was kneeling down, gawking at a massive purple sparkely vibrator on a lower shelf, when two very shiny black platform stiletto boots came to a stop beside me. Following the line of the boots, I looked up and saw they led up to a pair of tight thighs, tits that begged to be bitten, and a compact body encased in a form fitting equally shiney black cat suit. Her black hair fell to her shoulders in a messy tumble, and all together she had to be the most gorgeous women I\'d ever laid eyes on. I know my mouth was hanging open and I was practically drooling as I knelt at her feet staring. She smiled at me, and my heart stopped and I forgot to breathe... I think I was turning blue.

Her purple tinted lips curved up ever so slightly as she bent down and retrieved the vibrator that had dropped from my paralysed fingers. \"May I help you? Are you looking for anything in particular?\"

Of course being the smooth guy that I am, all I did was stutter and look down the clevage exposed as she leaned over me.

Taking pity on the drooling blue guy with the braid, she took my hand and pulled me up off the floor. Even with the high boots on she was a tiny woman only coming up to my chin and this height advantage gave me even more leverage for looking down at her boobs. My mission had been forgotten, and the effect of my non-existant sex-life had just hit me full force, but when she poked me in the stomach and repeated her question, I forced myself to semi-coherently relay my plans.

\"I think we can fix you up with a fine gift for your friend. That was a nice little device you had in your hand... but since you want to insult his manhood, you need to go for one that\'s made specifically for optimum use by a woman.\" She picked up one with a white plastic control handle mounted at a 45* angle to the felxible green \'business\' end of the vibrator. \"This one\'s called \'The Shooter\' and it has multiple speeds and the angle makes all those \'hard to reach\' places easy to get to!\" She looked at me expectantly. It looked like a perverted gun...and it was absolutely perfect for Heero... Let him hide THAT in his shorts!

She stood there holding that big phallas in her tiny hands and my mind clouded with lust. All I really wanted to do was beg her to marry me, and move to a deserted island where she\'d never have need of a vibrator cause I\'d be on top of her 24/7. On top of, underneath, behind.... Damn, I was going nuts, and my Levi\'s were getting so tight they were cutting off the circulation to my brain.

We wandered up and down the aisles, her leading, me following...she recommending, me imagining her giving me a personal demonstration of each item. We filled the wicker basket up with toys, restraints, oils, and even a naughty \'how-to\' guide to creative sex, complete with full-color pictures, and an instructional video. I babbled the whole time, accepting anything she showed me. I know she knew what she was doing to me. It was evident... all she had to do was look at my jeans. I was a fairly big guy, and all I could think about was this tiny woman bouncing ud dod down on my dick while immersed in a vat of strawberry jello...and it showed.

~*~

When our shopping was complete, I crashed onto a barstool at the counter. She told me her name was Hilde and that she owned the place. Sabastian, she informed me was her little pussy cat. Yep, that\'s exactly what she said. damn. Her pussy cat...She was killing me.

Trying to buy myself more time to hang around her, I pointed to the mound of goodies we had accumulated, and asked her if we had all the right stuff. She just smiled and moved around the counter until she was standing between my legs.... so close, but not touching....just teasing me.

\"Don\'t you think they\'ll enjoy these? You know, that guy might be embarassed and mad when he opens them in front of people, but you can bet that he and his chick will be partying hard with them later on.\" She fiddled with the zipper that had slipped further down her torso and exposed more of her plump creamy breasts. \"Well, I suppose we could always give them a test run to make sure they get the job done.\" She hopped up on the glass topped counter, draping a leg on either side of me.

She pulled the zipper down and two perfectly perky rose tipped breasts sprang out right in front of my face. She was hot, and a thin film of sweat coated her chest as she pinched her nipples into two very hard tight peaks.

She leaned forward until one tight nub rubbed against mye, ae, and I reached up and caught it with my teeth. She felt velvety in my mouth and had the faint flavor of cherries; I sucked harder, and wanted more, but when I reached up to grasp her other firm mass with my hand, she pulled back. \"Don\'t you want to see the goodies you\'re buying?\"

At that time, I couldn\'t have cared less about latex cocks, and ben wa balls... I just wanted to pull that zipper the rest of the way down aury ury my face in her heat. But of course, being a woman in control, she put me off so she could see me become a mindless pile of mush at her feet. Did I protest? No. I just sat there with my hand on my dick, making my jeans even tigher, and trying my damndest to give myself a friction burn.

She pulled her legs up on the counter and got on her knees right in front of me, then she shook her finger, warning me that I could look, but not touch. Did I say this place was heaven? I must have been out of my mind; I don\'t think I could get closer to hell.

Up on her knees, she pulled the zipper under her breasts down futher, going past her little belly button, and down her abdomen to her mons where she paused to see my reaction. My hand was unconsciously moving faster across the heavy hard-on in my jeans, and my anticipation was almost palpable. I couldn\'t believe she\'d stopped there...and she was showing no indication of putting me out of my misery any time soon. So I did what any real man would do in that situation...I begged.

\"Please Hilde!\" beads of sweat ran down my face and I eagarly awaited the final unvailing. She looked as though she were still going to make me wait, but then in an act of mercy, she slowly slid the zipper all the way down to her crotch, exposing a miniscule scrap of black lace so fine you could see through it. Not giving me time for more than a quick glance, she turned sideways and sat down as she worked the zippers on the legs of the cat suit, exposing the creamy flesh of her thighs not covered by the boots. Once free, she slid the pvc off her arms and tossed the whole thing on the floor.

Reaching under the counter she pulled out a hot pink plastic box. Turning towards me once more, and proping her booted feet on my thighs, she pulled out a bottle of red, hot cherry flavored oil which she dripped all over her nipples and across her stomach. Rubbing it in with one hand, she grabbed a big green vibrator, just like the one I\'d got for the gift. She put it to her luscious lips and licked the head before sucking it into her mouth, blowing it as the hand rubbing across her stomach delved into the diminutive panties to rub her already wet clit before slipping a finger inside. Her hips moved on her finger, and she sucked on the phallus as if she were going to eat it up. Her nipples were pointed and painfully red.... begging to bitten and eaten like the ripe fruit they resembled. I leaned forward to take a bit, but was stopped when she placed her foot on cock....the heel exerting a minute amount of pressure on my balls... only when I had set back down did she move her boot back to my thigh.

Taking the toy out of her mouth, she raised her hips up off the counter, \"Take my panties off!\" She wiggled her hips in front of my face and I reached out and ran my fingers over the thin thong bisecting her plump lips, noticing for the first time that she was completely shaved. Before I could stop myself, I yanked the panties off, ripping the black ribbons on the sides. I unzipped my jeans and set my buddy free, and before she could even think about using that vibrator in her hand, I was embedded inside her in one hard thrust.

She met me stroke for stroke, each one harder and faster than the one before. She was so tight and wet, it felt like every time I pulled out, she sucked me back in. When I looked down and saw the red swollen clit and the smooth wet nether lips stretched around my cock, I lost it. I crushed her lips and swallowed her high pitched moans as I pinched her clit. I shoved in deep and filled her full as she clinched around me, milking me dry.

~*~


After Hilde licked me clean, she took me upstairs to her apartment where she did eventually demonstrate all the toys. As it turned out, she knew me as a regular customer. I have a thing about...umm...erotic art flims, and tend to frequent the store at least twice a week. I\'d never seen Hilde in there, but she\'d been watching me with the video camera\'s placed around the store. When she saw me come in that morning, she\'d quickly dismissed her regular sales girl and closed up the shop. She was definitely one hell of a woman.

We\'re engaged now, and happily living in her spacious apartment above the store, where we personally test out a product before deciding whether or not to stock it in the store. Needless to say, our toy boxes are full and our sex life is varied! I\'m a satisfied man.

What?

Oh yeah, Heero.
How did he like his present?
It\'s been eight weeks, and I just got a thank you letter from Relena. She says that she caught Heero in the bathroom with the Creative Sex Guide, and he found the \"Shooter\" hidden in her underwear drawer along with a large bottle of cherry flavored Wet. She said it\'s been a blast ever since, and they\'ve gotten quite creative...they now have a game they play called, \"omae o koruso\". She even apologized for \"the incident\".
Well, that\'s what Hilde told me tetteetter said anyway. The doctor said my vision should clear up in another month or so, and the cast comes off my arm in another week. I can\'t wait to get both arms on Hilde, and I swear to never give Heero sex toys in public again! (Although I\'m dying to ask him where he puts \"The Shooter\" when he sticks it in his spandex!)


Gotta run, a new \'shipment\' just came in that needs a test run!


Duo Maxwell

Vice President of Quality Control,
Sabastian\'s Super Store of Sex Toys
-If we don\'t have it, you don\'t need it!