Toys · Part 2

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her pillow as the man put the first pressure against her asshole. After all the abuse her back hole had endured, this hurt! She tried to strain away from him. He just pushed more forward. The man and woman could see the hole starting to open. The muscle began to give as the dildo head pressed inward. The head was finally lodged inside the sphincter.

The woman continued to hold the white cheeks open so they both could see the cock's progress into the ass. With a steady pressure, he forced six inches into her ass. The skin around her hole stretched and thinned. She could feel the dildo rub against the membrane between her cunt and rectum, touching the other half of itself.

The man drew the strap up between her legs and fitted it over the tiny portion of the two headed monster still outside her body. Then he fed the end through the buckle on the waist strap, and pulled! Every possible part of the two headed cock jammed into her holes. She jumped and moaned again. Tears began to slid down her face as she sobbed in pain. Her husband buckled the strap tightly in place. Cuffs were fitted to her wrists and the silk removed. Then her wrists were fastened to her waist and she was turned onto her back. Her husband mounted her chest and placed his hard, thick cock into her mouth.

The woman stood over her head and pushed her magnificent pussy towards the mans lips. She saw him open his mouth and take the foreign clit into his mouth before she shut her eyes and concentrated on the blow job. The more she thought about the cock in her mouth, the easier it was to have the cocks in her other holes. Both parties above her were moaning close to orgasm… Her husband shot his load into her mouth and the woman above her stiffened and shouted in her own release.

The captive was left to fall asleep as best she could. It was a long night.

IV. Peaceful Womanly Love

She lay on her back looking up at the darkened ceiling. Her tender pussy and ass were filled with the double headed monster her husband and some unknown female had firmly inserted into her body. Her hands were clipped to the leather belt at her waist by rings set in the leather cuffs around her wrists. The vertical strap ran from her belly in front, between her legs, and securely up the crack of her ass to attach to the leather belt at the small of her back. It held the shafts filling her holes firmly in place.

Her body had been thoroughly manipulated into orgasm. She had been used to generate passion in her husband, that was all right, but she had also been used by another woman! That had sounded fun in fantasy, but now she wasn't so sure. Her insecurities were showing. How could her husband do this to her, and still love her?

When she woke, sunlight was streaming into the room through the curtains that were only half drawn. Somehow, in the gently light of morning, what had been fun if unusual, was kinky. She was more conscious than ever of the inserts and attachments to her body. She was also aware of an almost overpowering need to urinate.

The door opened. A woman (THE woman? or another?) entered. She was naked. "It continues..!" flashed through the bound woman's brain. She had hoped (feared?) it was over. She watched the new female with interest. More interest than she could have shown last weekend! The woman was a natural red head. Her furry bush was a deep mahogany, slightly darker than the burnished curls that framed her face. She had a full, sensuous mouth which hinted at pleasures as yet unknown. Her breasts were pale, with full aureola. The nipples were crinkled up, a reaction to the sight on the bed and the air around them. The furry bush hiding her pussy looked soft and set off her long legs to perfection.

Without words, the woman came and sat on the bed. She released the strap from the front of the leather belt and gently grasped the half of the dildo inserted in the woman's asshole. Slowly, she began to pull it out. The rim of the stretched hole followed the progress of the shaft outward. Finally, with at POP! and a sigh, the head was removed from the well-used back chute. Then, never lifting her eyes from the captive cunt before her, the red head began to withdraw the other end. The pussy lips were held wide open by the fake cock crammed into the body on the bed. Drops of oil were visible in the pussy hair. She seemed mesmerized by the sight of the huge pseudo cock disappearing into the pussy before her.

The red head sat staring at the crotch of the bound woman. "please," she whispered, " I have to go to the bathroom…" The seated woman looked up. "In a minute, you may. But first I want to get this dildo out of you." She began to rotate the dildo inserted into the pussy. The captive woman arched her back, bringing her hips off the bed. Her hands, still attached to the belt at her waist, clenched and unclenched in a futile effort to stop the motion. "No more, please, I have to… I need to go to the, oh, stop, please…" the woman had placed her mouth over the clit just above the latex monster inside the pliant female. She began to suck hard!

Without warning, with one smooth motion she quickly extracted the fake cock from the captive cunt. Again the bound female's hips tried to follow the cock as it withdrew from her pleasure ravaged body. Then she was helped to her feet and guided to the toilet. She gingerly lowered herself onto the porcelain throne and with relief felt the rush of liquid into the bowl. She closed her eyes and sighed with the release of tension. Her eyes snapped open as the red head leaned close and with some soft toilet paper gently dried her pussy. The a commercial douche box was removed from underneath the sink. She could see that it had a musk scent to it.

The redhead opened the box and removed the disposable douche still in it's plastic wrapper. The plastic crackled and snapped as she opened it and removed the bottle. She firmly took the nozzle in her left hand and pulled it open. Then she leaned over and played the nozzle over the pussy lips and clit of the woman on the pot. Carefully the spout was inserted and she watched as the other woman squeezed the liquid out of the bottle and into her vagina. The solution was cold! It was a strange feeling to watch another woman give her a douche. Always before it had been a perfunctory task prior to sex with her husband. She had never realized how g-o-o-d it could feel!

After her morning ablutions(!), she was taken back to the bedroom. Her wrists were released and the leather strap at her waist removed. A short robe was handed to her. She put it on, and immediately started tugging at the hem! The edge of the robe just covered her pubic area. The lower part of her ass cheeks were visible and flashed enticingly as she walked. She hadn't felt so free in ten years.

The redhead directed her to the kitchen with a smile. "I will join you in a moment." She entered the kitchen and saw the table already set for a breakfast for two. Coffee was dripping and the sun poured into the corner of the room used for eating. All in all it was a pleasant morning scene. Two? where was her husband? She jumped as the woman came up behind her and placed a hand on one naked globe under the robe. "Come eat, or should I say eat and come?" The redhead grinned, and she allowed a faint smile in appreciation of the pun. "It is all ready. You have been such a good sport, your husband and I have planned a special day for you. My name is Robin. Why don't you sit down?"

The woman sat down at the table, and Robin placed a large steaming mug of coffee in front of her. It was black, just as she liked it. Her husband had been doing some talking. "Did he tell you my name?" she asked a little hesitantly. "No, last night we were both strangers. Equals, so to speak. Would you like to tell me your name?"

"My name, my name is Joanna. I've never played games like that before. I have fantasized about playing them, to be honest even WANTED to, but I never got up the courage to ask him to play. Where is he?"

"Gone. He won't be back until dark. We have the entire day to ourselves. We are going to have fun today. Have you ever made love woman to woman?" Robin asked.

"No," Joanna's answer was short, and the slight frown spoke volumes. Robin could see that a slow and careful introduction was in order. It was one thing to have it done to her when Joanna was bound, but Robin wanted Joanna to crave a woman's touch almost as much as Joanna craved a man's touch. Robin set the plates down on the table, sat down and began to eat. Joanna looked at the food on her plate and pushed it around listlessly with her fork.

"How does my husband know you? Robin, are you having an affair with him?"

"No, but I'd like to have one with you! The only time your husband and I have touched, has been in your presence, we were both touching you at the time! I approached him, because I wanted you. Believe me, he is secondary to this. I want to be your friend and lover, and this seems to be his fantasy. Will you let me?" Robin turned on the charm. She really was looking forward to introducing this woman to the delights of sexual play from a woman's point of view. It was also true that she had approached the husband in hopes of "getting the girl".

"Maybe." Joanna finished her coffee and stood up. "I am going to get dressed."

"Why? We aren't going anywhere. I'll come with you." Robin rose and followed Joanna back to the bedroom. On entering the room, Robin closed the door behind her and rested with her back against it. Joanna stood in the center of the room and looked at the bed. Robin dropped her robe and walked over to stand just behind Joanna. Robin placed her hands on Joanna's shoulders and gently started to rub in a circular motion.

Joanna jumped, and then closed her eyes as she willed herself to relax. She had fantasized about this, now was her chance. She would deny this woman nothing. If, after today, she chose not to repeat the experience, at least she had tried it. "If you take your robe off, I can rub your back and legs with lotion, " Robin's breath was warm in her ear. "lie down on the bed. I'll be right back."

Joanna moved to the bed and took off her robe. She laid the robe at the foot of the bed and stretched out face down. She lay with her head pillowed on her crossed arms and her face towards the bathroom door. She could see Robin looking over the various lotions she kept on the vanity. Robin selected a jasmine scented lotion and returned to the bedroom. She warmed some in her hands and began to smooth it on Joanna's back.

Joanna relaxed as she felt the wonderful sensations emanating from Robin's practiced hands. She could feel the fingers working the muscles and finding knots Joanna didn't even know she had. Robin's hands gently brushed the sides of her breasts and stopped just short of her exposed derriere. As Robin worked on her, Joanna allowed her eyes to close. Robin shifted and started the process on Joanna's legs. Working close to Joanna's bush, but never actually touching the soft hair or the folds it enclosed. Robin patiently worked each leg thoroughly, and massaged Joanna's feet and toes. She poured more lotion into her hands and began to work her way back to the top of Joanna's thighs.

Robin watched Joanna closely for her reaction to the hands rubbing to enticingly close to her ass and pussy. Robin had yet to touch the most sensitive places on her. As her hands got closer and her fingertips brushed the fold where the pale white ass joined Joanna's leg, Joanna murmured and shifted her legs wider. Robin lightened her touch and began stroking softly along the crease at the top of each thigh.

Joanna felt her pussy juices start as Robin expertly relaxed her muscles. This felt WONDERFUL. She allowed herself to totally forget that this was a woman. It just felt good. As Robin worked on her, a slow heat began to spread itself out from her pussy. She wanted to feel Robin touch her moist wetness. She wanted to feel fingers in her snatch, and tickling at her asshole. She wanted to feel a tongue invade her pussy and tease her nether lips. Joanna murmured again and spread her legs a little more. She felt Robin move to position herself in the vee of her opened legs. Fingertips gently pulled her outer cuntlips apart and traced the outline of the more delicate, inner lips.

Long, feminine nails lightly scratched the soft skin between her anus and pussy. Fingers gently massaged the area around her pussy entrance, spreading the juices that were starting to leak from her hot hole. Softly they traced up and down over the few stray hairs. Then the fingers gently, so gently, opened her inner cuntlips. She felt Robin's breath as the other woman blew softly on the sensitive moist, inner parts. Joanna felt a tongue lightly lick around the outside of her sheath. Then the tongue laved the area between her inner and outer lips. Her hips were starting to wriggle. She wanted that tongue inside her pussy. She wanted to come! Robin stopped.

"Turn over, Joanna. Let me do your front now." she said. "Oh, no, don't stop now, Robin, please, not now!"

"Turn over, Joanna." Implacable.

Joanna turned to expose her breasts, belly and pussy to Robin. Robin hadn't moved and she was forced to spread her legs or lie in an uncomfortable position. She watched as Robin poured an oil into the palm of her hand. After warming it, Robin began to spread it on her belly and work her way up to Joanna's breasts. She rubbed it around each breast never actually advancing onto the breast. Finally when almost all the oil had been worked into the supple skin, Robin dragged her fingertip across first one nipple and then the other. Joanna felt the flick on each tit. Then she felt the skin around her nipples lightly pinched. Her pale globes were cupped by moist, warm palms.

Joanna looked up into Robin's eyes. Passion simmered in their green depths. She looked back down and followed Robin's motions as she felt the crinkly skin around her nipples. Her breasts were kneaded and rubbed in ever widening circles until the whole breast had been worked. Robin took the tip of each nipple between thumb and forefinger and stretched her tits away from her chest. Joanna felt sparks start to flicker in her nipples. Her breasts had never been very sensitive, except when she was pregnant. The prolonged attention was building a matching need for attention between her legs. She could feel Robin's amused gaze as she gasped with delight when her left tit was allowed to snap back.

The right was released and her hips jerked. Robin grinned and said, "I think I should hold you down! If you buck for that, it'll be a wild ride when I start to lick and suck your tits!"

Joanna grinned back. "Whatever you feel you need to do, Robin. Anything you want!"

Robin pressed her tits between Joanna's legs and took one nipple into her mouth. Her left fingers rolled the free nipple and stretched and pinched it. Electric sparks shot through Joanna as Robin's teeth grazed the tit tip in her mouth. The mouth on her tit started sucking hard, pulling her nipple deep into the other's mouth. The other tongue laved the crinkly aureola and pushed at the nipple. Then the process was reversed. Robin's mouth came down on the other nipple and her hand worked on the one still wet where her mouth had been fastened. Joanna could feel Robin's tits pressed tight into the vee of her crotch. She spread her thighs a little wider and pressed lightly upward. Then she started a fucking motion to rub Robin's breasts with her pussy mound. As good as that felt to Robin, Joanna got the best of it. Her motions stimulated her clit and soon she was gasping with delight.

Robin slid down Joanna's body, never lifting her fingers from contact with Joanna's skin. Her fingers played through the curls of the brunette bush covering the pussy she had every intention of tasting. Joanna felt fingers push her hair aside from the folds of her outer lips. She felt wet, and empty! She felt lips fasten onto her clit and begin to suck. The hard little button quivered as teeth grazed it and a tongue pressed it back into her pubic bone. The tongue swirled around the clit and flicked at it playfully. Fingers gently parted the outer pussylips and massaged the inner ones. One finger dipped into the dripping wet hole in the center and spread the moisture among the inner folds.

Then a second time, and the wetness was spread around her brown rosette. Her asshole started to bloom with the attention. A third time, this time the wetness on Robin's finger was thrust into Joanna's open mouth. Joanna sucked a little tentatively. She had never tasted her own juice before. Again, and this time when it was offered, Joanna tasted eagerly.

Satisfied with her progress, Robin turned her attention more closely to the pussy and clit under her mouth. She inserted her middle and index fingers into Joanna's pussy and sucked hard on the darling little clit in her mouth. Joanna felt the invasion of the two fingers and started to rotate her hips. She wanted more! She wanted to be filled, she wanted to come! The mouth on her clit was exciting her more and more. It sent pulsing waves through her pelvis and radiating into her ass. Robin worked her fourth fingertip until it was against the puckered rosette that was Joanna's anus. Gently she pressed against the hole that had been so stretched and abused last night.

Her fingertip met little resistance. Joanna felt the tip slide into her anus. Then pressure, as a little more of Robin's finger entered her puckered hole. She couldn't concentrate. Robin's tongue and fingers in her pussy, a finger in her ass. Joanna closed her eyes. The tongue on her clit was replaced with the thumb of her other hand, and Robin began to taste the juices dripping from Joanna's pussy. She withdrew her fingers and stuck her tongue as far into Joanna's cunt as possible. Making a point, she rubbed the sheath walls with the tiny little cock that was her tongue. Joanna gasped and wriggled with pleased surprise. "Oh! That's so, ummmmmm, good!

Deeper!" Robin responded by pressing her face into Joanna's cunt and sticking her tongue as far as it would go into the quivering depths of pussy. Then she began to push it in and out in imitation of a tiny cock. Joanna felt pressure on her sphincter. Then a second finger joined the one working it's way into her ass. Pressure as they were pressed deeply in, stretching as they were pulled slowly out. In, out, in, out, in, out, in, out, in rythm with the tongue in her cunt. She felt her orgasm building, filling her with the need to cascade over the edge and follow wherever the sensations took her. Her thighs quivered and shook. Her belly rippled with the effects of the thumb on her clit.

The fingers were removed from her ass.

A small round object was pressed against her asshole. Pressure, and then it slipped inside. A string trailed out her hole. Another small round object, slightly larger than the first held against her anus. Pressure, and then it also entered her anal passage. More string. Again, this smooth object a bit larger than the second. This one took more pressure, but the tongue inside her cunt encouraged cooperation, and it too went in with no problem. A fourth one, and then a fifth. A tug on the string snugged that last ball inside her rectum against the sphincter. The tongue in her pussy kept moving and licking. Teeth came down around her pussy just her orgasm finally exploded.

Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her muscles. Timed perfectly, just as she started coming, Robin began pulling the beads out of her ass. Each one came out with a popping sound, increasing the intensity of Joanna's pleasure.

Spent, Joanna looked at Robin with new eyes. "Teach me to do that to you," she whispered.

V. Loving the Other Woman

"Teach me," Joanna whispered. Beads of sweat glistened between her breasts adding a luminescent sheen to her sun bathed skin. Robin knelt between her splayed legs and smiled down at her. "Oh I will! Believe me, you WILL be taught, but I think your husband wants to watch that part. Besides, just do to me what I do to you! It's easy."

"Come on, Jo, let's get a shower."

The two women headed for the large glassed in shower in the master bath. Soon, only shapes were visible in the fog generated by the hot water. The steam covered the mirrors and swirled under the closed bathroom door. The glass enclosing the tiled shower was opaque except where drops of water clung to it and traced outlines as they rolled down the shielding surface.

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