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Goodbye Tupperware
Nicole Best © 2005
“Ladies.” Marlene spoke over the excited chatter of the small group of women. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Marlene Dunn, your Eve-nings Gift Consultant.”
Marlene stood before them, proud and confident in her black floor length skirt and black Victorian inspired corset. The straps hugged against her caramel skin creating a subtle contrast. Tiny embroidered monochromatic flowers danced down the bodice, accentuating her slender waist.
“Before I begin, I’d like to take a moment to thank our hostess, Holly Martin, for allowing me the opportunity to share some exciting products and offers with you.”
Marlene paused for the ladies to applaud Holly. Holly’s face brightened and she made an awkward bow from her seated position.
She projected the air of gracious hostess by feigning her embarrassment. Holly Martin was the area’s maven of entertaining. If she had an ounce of backing, and more importantly, the desire, she could possibly topple the reigning experts on modern hosting.
Instead, she was happy being the one-two-punch that was Mr. And Mrs. Martin. She had supported her husband’s career by flawlessly throwing intimate dinner parties and holiday get-togethers to numerous suited gentlemen and their spouses. Many, she’s sure, gained her husband the fast ascent to the prestigious position at his firm.
Tonight was a casual affair, a night for herself and her closets girlfriends. Despite this she was unable to turn off the Mr. Martin’s well-practiced responses. She turned her attention to Marlene.
“Eve-ning’s Gift’s summer line of products are so exciting and so innovative, they are on the cutting edge of the industry. You’ll never find products like these in your local retail shops. Only consultants like myself will be able to share at exclusive gatherings such as this one.”
Holly winked at her friends. They were a tight group. A common thread bound their varying backgrounds together.
Debra Hofstrum, one of the city’s highest paid female CEO’s sat sharply dressed in her dark green pantsuit. She kept her chestnut hair expertly styled by one of those salons that scheduled appointments six months out. Debra ran a manicured hand through it then smiled back at Holly.
Holly caught sight of Debra’s knee brush slightly against Kit Simmon’s bare one. Kit’s legs were tone and strong from the foot route she took delivering the mail. Five days a week in the sun kept her skin hued, warm and golden. With her sun kissed blonde hair, she was the perfect California girl conveniently displaced in the suburbs of the Midwest.
Kit shared a laughing smile with Janelle Drake. Janelle was seated in the twin wing back chair opposite Holly. Her Emerald Isle green eyes sparkled with impish sweetness. The local high school teacher was smartly dressed in a sweater, blouse and knee length skirt. It was a look that gained her respect from parents and students alike. She flicked a long curled lock of her fiery red hair away from her neck then turned her attention to Marlene.
Marlene’s eyes passed from one giddy face to the other.
“Holly, would you mind helping me by passing around Even-ning’s Gift’s latest brochure?” Marlene handed Holly the stake of brochures. The glossy surfaces caught under their hands with a squeak as they left one hand and passed between them.
Each woman laid her trembling fingers on the slick shining pages. Before long the room filled with quiet oh’s and ah’s and girlish laughter. Marlene examined the women in the group closely, watching their transformations. Their mature conservative exoskeletons slowly allowed their youthful wonderment to emerge as they delved into the pages, rich with naughty temptations.
Kit Simmons stared wide-eyed at the first page for a long moment before turning to whisper to Debra Hofstrum. Debra had almost made it to the last page but flipped back to where Kit was. They pointed at the high quality photo and then broke into a shoulder-shaking giggle.
Marlene tossed her long mane of raven hair to one side showing a black inked tattoo snaking from her hairline onto the top of her left shoulder. Marlene felt four sets of eyes fall upon her at once. The looks moved over her with a heat, along the exposed tops of her breast, up to her neck to the tattoo that each woman knew continued down the center of her back in an intricate ivy and floral pattern.
Marlene, the consummate performer prolonged the exchange, soaking up their appreciation and anticipation until the moment rose the hairs on her arms. Pleased, she moved on with her presentation.
“Now,” Marlene spoke, her voice seasoned with drama. “Holly has been so good to inform me that each of you are already proud owners of our Level One line of products.” Marlene looked into each woman’s face and they acknowledged the fact with a small nod.
“Very good. You’ll be pleased to know Eve-nings Gift’s R&D department has expanded those products. Not only will they be wonderful to use on their own, but they can also be used with our expansion line.”
The women’s smiles broadened. Marlene continued. “As many of you have already taken note, the expansion products begin on page 7.” The women flipped to the page in unison. “There are two options for this expansion.”
Marlene turned to a small table. The corner of her mouth turned up in a half smile. She waved her hand in a motion that would have made a Barker’s Beauty proud then snatched off a black cloth to reveal a full range of Eve-ning’s Gift’s top selling products.
Eve-ning’s Gift’s products appeared on the table; standing proud in their life-like skins, each hued in colors ranging from the deepest blues and purples to neon pinks and yellow. They were sized for every taste and possible use. A few of them were small enough to be carried discretely in one’s purse. Others were mouth wateringly long and fully detailed to mimic the organs they were fashioned after.
“The first option would be to combine any of these products with item number 562.” Marlene pulled a velvet box from underneath the table.
The women inched to the edge of their seats. Slowly, Marlene released the tiny gold clasp. The metal hinges gave a low creek when Marlene opened the lid. Nestled within the thick lining of the box’s interior rested a tangle of black leather adorned with silver rivets.
Marlene walked slowly towards the women holding the box close to her chest, removing it momentarily from their view. The women stretched their necks to see more of the box’s contents. She stopped in front of the coffee table near to where the women sat. Ceremoniously, Marlene sank down to her knees before the coffee table, her long skirt pooling around her body like an oil spill on the faux Oriental carpet. Marlene placed the box on the coffee table’s surface with such care it barely made a sound as she slid her hands from underneath the final corner.
“If God had been a woman, men would have a penis growing from their chins. Right ladies?”
The women laughed openly in agreement.
“We’ve taken the liberty of fixing that tiny little inconvenience.” Laughter rang in Marlene’s words as she removed the object from the box. “The Facial Pleasure Bud Harness is constructed with durable leather for hours of play. The straps are fully adjustable for maximum comfort.” Marlene grasped the harness in her tiny hands. The sharp attention of the woman drew the walls of the small living room in close as Marlene turned the harness over and over in her soft hands. The rivets gleamed under the low light. In turn, each woman was able to see it in full view.
“The toy of your choosing would be placed securely here.” Marlene’s manicured fingers followed a smooth opening, caressing the surface with an intentional seductive attention, and then she continued with the explanation.
“The entire harness positions the toy at your lovers chin giving you that added level of pleasure.”
“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Holly exclaimed.
“Is it hot in here all of the sudden?” Janelle shook herself out of the cream sweater she wore over a business style button down blouse.
The other women laughed at her seemingly attempt at a joke. Kit leaned over to Debra to whisper. Debra glanced in Janelle’s direction then quickly averted her eyes.
Janelle did not appear to be joking. The fair skin of her cheeks was brightly hued with color. She was tugging at her shirt sending puffs of air up into her hair.
“It certainly sends your mind working at the possibilities doesn’t it?” Marlene directed her question at the group, but kept her eye on Janelle who had accidentally unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse in her fervent attempts to cool herself. Each expansion of the fabric flashed the white lacey top of her bra.
“I wished I’d thought of it.” Kit said.
“I know that it’s hard to imagine the way this would work, seeing it in this state. Perhaps, it would be helpful to see it at work.” Marlene’s smile spread large and mischievous across her pretty face. “The best things about these events is that my guests get to sample the products before they buy. I’d hate for any of you to make the investment without having at least tried it.”
“Goodie. My favorite part.” Debra said then playfully bit into her lower lip.
“It’s certainly mine as well.” Marlene stated.
Marlene had worked hard over the last few years to reach the level of success with Eve-ning’s Gift. She had earned every tattooed ivy leaf and bloom as recognition of her sales-womanship. She had seen many events like the one tonight and enjoyed every single one immensely.
The trick to gaining huge sales and repeat customers was to drill into the sexpot in each woman with whatever toy it took. These were Level Two women she was dealing with tonight. These women had seen many wonderful toys, lotions and potions, but they needed to see something spectacular in order for Marlene to get into their minds as well as their wallets.
“I have something that I know will really put this particular item into perspective. It’ll be the perfect demonstration for how well this item will work for you. While I’m out getting this “little surprise”, why don’t each of you pick an item from the table to examine a little closer.”
Marlene maneuvered to her feet with the same effortless elegance she used when she knelt. Before she left the room she passed the table.
“Might I suggest ebony number 2444?” Marlene pointed it out with her small slender finger. She traced over the large bulbous tip and then down over a prominent vein. She swallowed down her chuckle.
When Marlene left the room the questions started like the low rumbled of thunder before a storm. They queried Holly.
“What is she off to get Holly?” Kit asked.
“I haven’t the slightest idea.” Holly reached for her beverage.
“Uh-huh.” Janelle murmured skeptically.
“Maybe she’ll bring in some of these alluring fragrances and body powders. It says here they have pheromone enhancing properties.” Debra said.
“Well, she did say that there were two options on how to use the product.” Kit analyzed. “Maybe it’s product number 572? It’s simply gorgeous.”
“I’ll say. ‘Six feet, 2 inches of cyberskin sexiness.’ ” Holly read from the brochure. “That’s all I need.”
“But isn’t it just a doll? If I wanted to hump a hunk of lifeless flesh I’d fuck my husband.” Debra remarked.
The other ladies gave a sorrowful groan for Debra’s husband and then broke into loud boisterous laughter. Debra simply shrugged as if to solidify that her comment wasn’t meant to provide humor. She walked over to the table and picked up Marlene’s suggestion for examination.
“I mean, if my darling husband was like this,” she held the phallic shaped toy down around her pelvic area. It flopped around heavily with her movements. “He could just lay there and I’d get off for sure.”
“It’s so big you could get off from across the room.” Holly said. “How big is that thing?”
Debra stroked her hand down over the shaft as if the motion would assist her in calculating the exact length. “Hard to tell. I need a point of reference. Come here Janelle.”
Janelle went to stand before Debra. Debra brought the licorice colored-jellied surface up to Janelle’s face. From the base where Debra clenched it tightly to the very tip it extended well into Janelle’s shiny red hair.
“A good 9, 9 ½ inches.”
“Yikes!” Kit exclaimed.
“Could you even get something like this in your mouth?” Debra said, allowing her voice to relay part question and part dare.
“If it were real I’d try it.” Janelle shrugged.
“Well it’s not.” Holly said. She had moved from the armchair to the couch for a better look. “Picture some hot chocolate Hollywood stud on the other end and just do it.”
“Yeah, you wouldn’t open that pretty little mouth for someone like say… Morris Chestnut?” Debra asked stroking her fingers up and down over the large head.
Janelle scrunched up her nose. “You guys know I’m not much into movies. I can hardly even picture him in my mind.”
“Football players.” Kit called out from her seated position on the floor.
“Okay. Football players. Hell, they’re all over 6 feet tall. They are bound to be hung.”
At that Janelle smiled obviously picturing her pick. “Gimmie that.” She attempted to snatch it from Debra’s hand but Debra jerked it away before she got her hand on it.
“No, sirie. I’ll hold it.” Debra said with a gleam in her eye.
“Fine.” Janelle licked her lips quickly. She widened her mouth slightly in wait for Debra to bring it to her prepared mouth.
“Oh you are going to have to open your mouth wider than that!” Holly laughed.
Janelle had a hard time opening her mouth any wider around her smile.
“That’s better.” Debra praised.
Carefully she guided the head of the dildo up against Janelle’s lips. Her lips adjusted slightly to get around the girth. Debra pressed in further and felt a little resistance.
“Uh-oh. No teeth.”
Janelle formed her rebuttal around a quickly filing mouth. “I’m-ph tr-wring womph to.”
The other women giggled at her predicament, but Debra remained straight faced and focused on pressing every black, veined inch into Janelle’s mouth. She couldn’t help but take note of the enticing contrast of the dark rod against Janelle pale ivory skin tone.
Debra’s mouth moved slightly as she watched Janelle’s attempt. It was as if by moving her own mouth she could aid Janelle in taking it deeper and deeper. She heard Janelle make a slurping noise. She knew what that meant. The head was pushing far enough into her mouth to make it water. A warm, sexy rush flooded between her legs. The sound, the sight, the knowledge excited her. It drove her to push the end of the dildo in just that bit more. Debra wanted to create tears in Janelle’s eyes. A wry perversion kept her fist tight around the base of the meaty black dong. Debra pulsed it in and out of her mouth. Janelle responded by sucking loudly, eagerly. She enjoyed it and locked her eyes on Debra’s.
“That’s a girl.” Debra whispered.
Janelle gave a barely audible whimper and that made Debra press that much harder on the end of the dildo, but that was all Janelle could take. In an instant her eyes welled up and tears broke over the rim of her lids.
Debra wanted to see more. She wanted to hear more of Janelle’s lustful slurping and she made one more shallow thrust against the back of Janelle’s throat. Janelle retreated back from Debra and her monster cock, coughing in hopes of catching her breath.
“Brava Janelle.” Kit praised.
“Well done Ms. Drake.” Holly winked.
Janelle smiled over to them, checking for escaping mascara under her eyes.
“Yes. Well done.” Debra said softly. She looked down at her hand and hadn’t realized that she’d been stroking the length of the toy. Janelle’s saliva lubricated it well. Her mind sped over the many scenarios that could occur with a well-lubricated toy like this one. Debra felt the need to lick the length of the shaft, taste the inside of Janelle’s mouth. She was regretful for not taking a hold of the back of Janelle’s head and forcing her to take more of that perfectly hard dick, letting her up only to catch her breath as she needed and then to make her take more.
Debra stopped herself by placing the dildo back on the table as if letting it go would release her from her fantasy.
“Toss me that teeny tiny red one over there Debra.” Holly requested.
Debra made an expert toss to Holly. It was Holly that made an awful reception. The toy bounced off her chest and landed in her lap. The collision set off the toys tiny on switch and it began to vibrate immediately against Holly’s crossed thighs.
There was a brief moment of surprise in Holly’s face then it relaxed and morphed into a quizzical look. That look softened more into a tranquil expression, one only pleasure could bring.
“Oh my.” Holly said breathlessly. “For something so small,” her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips. “it sure packs a wallop.”
“Let me see.” Kit reached up from the floor to grab the tiny vibe away from Holly’s lap. Holly caught Kit’s wrist just as her hand closed around the vibrator. They stared into each other’s eyes at first willing the other to surrender. As the vibrations shot through Holly’s crotch and up into Kit’s arm the look pleaded for the other not to move.
In automatic response Kit moved her thumb along the inner seam of Holly’s jeans, pressing the double bound fabric lightly into Holly’s center.
“The vibes are intense. Yes.” Kit mouthed. Her eyes roamed over Holly’s body then up into her face. She watched her eyes flutter closed.
“Our Stealth Surge Vibrators have been top sellers four years running.” Marlene said from the threshold. “It looks as if I was just about to miss all the fun.”
The ladies reluctantly directed their eyes to Marlene. Janelle and Debra had been watching silently. They each wordlessly willed the two women to go further. They breathed a hapless sigh; disappointed in not seeing Holly and Kit, who were heartbeats away from leaping into the pool of hedonistic abandonment, finish what was certain to be entertaining.
Marlene had consulted this group before. She knew then what was now confirmed in this very moment. An undeniable energy pulsed around the room. Each woman was a lightning rod for unrequited sexual vigor. Marlene was suddenly glad that she had brought this particular surprise.
Still somewhat be spelled, Janelle spoke huskily, “So. Where is our surprise? We’ve been good girls. We deserve it.”
Marlene looked into Holly’s flushed face then down to Kit who was still twisting and squeezing at the tiny vibe in an effort to turn if off. She gave it a hard smack with the palm of her hand and it shut off.
“Good girls? I highly doubt it. But I do agree that you deserve it.”
“Well show us.” Debra said, going back to her spot on the couch.
Marlene looked to Janelle. She took a seat at Debra’s feet, bracing herself against Debra’s shapely legs.
“You’ll be superbly amazed at the advancements in technology with this next item. Not only is it rapidly becoming our hottest ticket item, soon to go on back order status, but it really does represent something for every Eve-ning’s Gift client. Ladies, may I present to you… P.A.U.L.”
Struck by something familiar Janelle grabbed her brochure. “Isn’t P.A.U.L item number 572?”
Marlene nodded.
“Is someone going to bring him in? I imagine that he’d be quite heavy at 6’2”.”
“There’s no need.” Marlene grinned.
She held out her hand into the foyer. A large male hand grasped hers. Strong, thick fingers laced between her short slender ones.
“Front and center P.A.U.L.” Marlene commanded.
In four slow strides the perfect specimen of a man entered the room. It was as if Michelangelo had found a way to breathe life into his David. The man was a flawless expanse of muscles and limbs. His eyes sparkled more brilliantly than any jewel known to man. The way they danced it was hard to tell if they were ocean blue, or the fresh, vibrant color of spring grass. His hair fell in casual curls that beckoned you to reach up and twirl them around a finger. They were brown with bronze highlights. Even under this low light it cast a particular luster, like newly polished copper.
The women spoke different awestruck expletives almost at the same time.
“Remarkable isn’t it?” Marlene replied, eyeing the form beside her with the same respectful eye.
“He …it…moves?” Holly said in whispered amazement.
“P.A.U.L, which stands for Personal Automated Unselfish Lover, represents the world’s best advances in cyborg technology. He is equipped with fully articulated joints, including his fingers.” Marlene arched a brow. “He has a fully expressive mouth and tongue made from the same material as many of our select top of the line toys. One of the draw backs to his mouth, if you consider it to be one, is he doesn’t speak.”
The women chuckled at the notion.
“The designers felt that robotic responses to verbal interaction were too bland.”
“Obviously they wanted to be more in line with fantasy than reality.” Kit remarked.
“So how are we suppose to use him with our other purchases. I hardly see any room for improvement. P.A.U.L is gorgeous with the body of a God and he knows when to shut up. What more could we want.” Debra pointed out.
The circle reverberated with laughter. Marlene cut in.
“First things first. As deceiving as his appearance may be, P.A.U.L isn’t human. Therefore he doesn’t make his own natural lubricants. You would be required to use Eve-ning’s Gift’s line of personal lubricants on his mouth. And he isn’t anatomically correct” Marlene lifted up the thin cut off cloth that draped along his waist.
“My goodness. He’s a life sized Ken!” Janelle said.
“The reason for that is so that you can put in any one of Eve-ning’s Gift dildos and dongs on him and have the penetration you’ve always wanted. Whatever size you’ve dreamed, you can have it. You are only limited by your…desires.”
The women were speechless for once. Marlene retrieved a blue dildo from the table.
“With three clockwise turns P.A.U.L goes from eunuch to well endowed in an instant.”
The women made a sound of understanding as their expressions went from puzzlement to comprehension.
“Well could you kiss him?” Debra spoke up.
“I’m glad you asked. Come find out.” Marlene answered.
With little hesitation Debra stood and walked over to P.A.U.L. When she came into his line of sight P.A.U.L responded with an eerily realistic grin.
“He responds to simple commands by stating his name first and then naming the command. Try it.”
Debra cleared her throat. “P.A.U.L? Kiss me.”
Like a good boy P.A.U.L swept Debra into his arms. He pulled her in close to his tone bare chest. Debra looked up into his dazzling eyes. She was quickly caught up in the moment and reveled in the sensation of his large hands roaming her back. His lips descended on hers. She let out an audible sigh as his mouth moved expertly. The kiss was long and hugely passionate.
P.A.U.L’s left hand was grasping Debra’s deep brown tresses while his right was slipping down her lower back to her ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze and Debra squealed. She pulled back with a very astonished look on her face. She staggered slightly.
“I’ll take two.” She said giggling and touching her fingertips to her mouth. “My God! That was so real!” She spun around to let her girlfriends to see her amazement.
“Unbelievably life like.” Marlene nodded. “The pride of our summer releases. Now let’s put P.A.U.L to the real test. As I mentioned the bud harness is better shown than explained.”
Marlene began to equip P.A.U.L with the harness. She was right. The harness adjusted easily along P.A.U.L’s the strong jaw. From his chin, a day glow pink dildo extended in an eye catching g-spot curve.
“It does create a very silly image.” Holly said.
“Climb aboard. It’s the benefit for the hostess. She gets the best freebies.” Marlene winked.
Resistance played over Holly’s face.
“Oh, you just have to Holly.” Kit said.
“’Cuz if you don’t, I will.” Janelle remarked then crossed the room to stand beside P.A.U.L. She stroked a lazy hand over his shoulder. Her eyes followed her hand down the powerfully sculpted arm. She wanted to feel what Debra had experienced. Her fingers reached his palm. She took hold of it and brought it up to examine it closely. Painstaking detail was taken to render every feature of this incredible sex machine, right down to lifelines on his palm. Janelle pressed his hand into her cheek.
P.A.U.L’s eyes targeted to her. He gave her the same causal smile. It was warm and inviting but his palm lacked a natural body temperature. Before she could be disappointed in that P.A.U.L made a very human response by closing his hand and stroking the backs of his fingers down over her face into her hair.
She shuddered then said, “Damn they are good.”
Holly had been watching. “I have to know.”
“Good. Get more comfortable.” Marlene said.
The room’s full attention fell on Holly as she began to undress. She stopped before she got her jeans zipper halfway down.
“Do you have to stare?”
“If you have something in there that we didn’t already know you had, we’ll be doing more than just staring.” Janelle said.
“Just take off your clothes. Or do you need some help?” Kit said.
“Help.” Holly smiled invitingly.
They walked toward each other. Holly stood slightly smaller than Kit’s 5’7” frame when she kicked off her shoes. Kit moved her hands down Holly’s sides to reach for the excess shirt material tucked into her jeans. With one quick tug the hem sprang from the waist. She continued pulling until the shirt was removed. Holly’s dark wavy hair flew up into the air behind it and landed in a random heap on top of her head.
Holly shook the stray strands away from her face, smiling brightly over Kit’s shoulder at their audience. Kit was oblivious to any other eyes but Holly’s. She stepped closer to gain access to the clasp of her bra. Reaching for it she pulled Holly into her. The full mounds of her breasts pressed into hers. Their peaks touched. Kit’s nipples hardened slowly in response.
Holly turned her head to nuzzle her nose into Kit’s hair. A sweet earthy fragrance wafted through her senses. She felt any hint of tension leave her body on a long boat ride to another place, leaving her to wade through the wake of Kit’s awakening exploration.
Kit unhooked her bra then massaged her hands over the embossed flesh. It was warm and pink from the restrictive fabric. Kit pulled Holly closer to her body with every gentle caress. Holly didn’t resist. Her legs became willowy. She hadn’t expected to respond this way but was in no way going to fight such a heady experience. She nuzzled further down into Kit hair, feeling her way down to her neck where the more potent amounts of that sweet earthiness laid soaked into her skin.
Holly’s breathing quickened. The scent of Kit’s neck coursed through her, mixing with her blood, filling her with a desire she’d long ignored. She closed her eyes to block out any other unnecessary sensory stimuli in an effort not to interfere with the most important ones, Kit’s touch and the smell of her skin.
Kit released her. Holly almost lost her balance, but caught herself on Kit’s shoulders. She was busy shaking Holly free of the confines of her jeans. Hooking her thumbs into Holly’s panties was well as her jeans; Kit brought them both down into a rumpled heap.
Kit didn’t request permission. She immediately pressed her lips into the dark matted curls at junction of Holly’s thighs. They both moaned. Holly’s came out like a “yes”.
Kit shook her head back and forth working the mild scent of Holly’s inner lips into her mouth, her nose, her face. Holly hadn’t been aware of Kit’s urgency until she looked down and saw her between her legs then felt the wet cool tip of her tongue on the root of her pulsing clit.
Holly moaned her approval and granted her entrance by widening her stance. If Kit weren’t there to keep her from falling forward she certainly would have fallen over from the sexy lightheadedness that washed over her as she felt Kit’s sweet lips on hers.
Kit made Holly back up until her legs touched the armchair behind them. Holly fell into it with a flop. Without wasting any more time Kit pushed Holly’s leg up to rest on the arm of the chair. Holly watched drunk with pleasure. She saw Holly’s hands spread wide over the back of one thigh and over the top of another. Kit allowed her fingers to creep through the thick strands of Holly’s pubic hair in search of a better view of what she had tasted.
She wanted to see it. She needed to watch it swell from Holly’s excited pulse. When she found it she held the labia firmly apart. It was beautifully pink. A fragrant offering of Holly’s body and Kit intended to worship it. She had no intention of taking her time or teasing Holly. Anything leading up to this moment had been the tease. That time had passed. It was time to make her desire for Holly known, with her touch.
Kit patted the tightly sharp end of her tongue upon the sweet entrance of Holly’s pussy. Holly groaned and made an attempt to raise her hips into her. Kit held her down with her forearms. It encouraged her. Knowing that she wanted more made her want to give her more. More is what Holly got.
Kit wagged her tongue left and right against the sugary folds. She ignored the pulsing pearl throned above them for a while, until even she couldn’t wait to feel Holly’s reaction. When she touched lightly against it Holly arched her back. She sighed. She groaned. She moved her body in a dance of need.
Holly brushed the strands away from Kit’s face so that she could see her work. Kit paused and looked at Holly. They smiled at one another.
“Let me try this new toy.”
Kit held out her hand for the lube. She held it high above Holly’s crotch. It came out in a tiny stream. Ribbons of shiny moisture pooled on the hood of Holly’s clit then ran down over the rest of her pink pussy.
Holly wiggled and moaned. She enjoyed the feeling of the cool liquid on her hot steamy crotch.
“P.A.U.L, come to me.”
He walked over to her. She watched the muscles of his legs flinch and ripple. Strength oozed from him. The knowledge of a strong body bringing her to orgasm excited her. The other ladies watched with interest.
When he stopped in front of the chair she commanded, “P.A.U.L, kneel down.”
He responded.
“P.A.U.L, lick my pussy and fuck me good with that toy on your face.” Her words were strained behind her anticipation.
P.A.U.L’s eyes locked on hers as he bent his head down to her pussy. The tip of the toy pressed hard into the top of her pussy. He slid the length of it down between her lips.
Kit leaned in to watch Holly’s lips part. The shaft of the toy mashed her delicate lips, splaying them out around it. She wondered if maybe it could have hurt, but Holly closed her eyes and made a heated moan.
P.A.U.L stopped with the tip on the ridge of her clit. He popped the head up and down very nearly pressing it into her before pulling out to touch her clit again. Over and over he did this until Holly was twisting and writhing more than she had before. Her pert breast shook with her motion. Tempted, Kit leaned in to kiss one.
The unexpected contact sent Holly’s head reeling. Her nipple grew stiff inside Kit’s mouth. All of the sensations at once drove Holly closer and closer. Her body tingled with every touch. She was unable to separate one contact from another. It all melded within her to flow underneath the surface, like a river of lava.
“Oh that looks so lovely.” Marlene said petting the soft curls from P.A.U.L’s face.
P.A.U.L began to use his tongue against her clit. Holly lost herself in the pleasures he gave her. His tongue pressed against her, explored and danced along every slick inch of her pussy. When she thought that maybe that was the best of it P.A.U.L thrust the toy inside. She pushed Kit back from her so that she could see what was happening to her.
P.A.U.L’s eyes were still focused on her. His mouth was positioned over the top of her pussy in a lazy “O”. It was ready to devour her. He moved the toy back and forth then randomly pressed it deep within her. The curvature began massaging the origin of her deepest orgasm. As it was thrust deep within her his tongue and lips worked over her clit.
“Come here Debra.” Marlene pulled Debra close against her own body so that she could have a nice view of P.A.U.L’s performance. “Look how well he’s programmed to use this toy. There is nothing doll like in that tongue.”
“No. There certainly isn’t.” She watched the toy inch deeper and deeper than retreat into more shallow strokes. Strands of glistening moisture mixed with lube and Holly’s natural honey stretched then coated P.A.U.L’s face.
“Can’t wait for your turn can you.”
Debra was mesmerized by the action. She could hear the juicy contact of the toy and P.A.U.L’s mouth. All she could do was shake her head in response.
“Let’s not let Holly be the only one to have all the fun.” Janelle said wagging the ebony 2444 in front of her face. She sat down on the floor beside Debra and Marlene then offered Debra the first taste.
Debra remembered it had once been shiny and wet with Janelle’s mouth so she willingly took the first lick. Debra made her tongue glide over every thick inch deliberately slow. Before she could get to the top, Janelle leaned in and closed her lips around the thick helmet.
Holly’s voice called their attention back to the armchair.
“P.A.U.L deeper. P.A.U.L faster.”
Obediently he performed every action on command with an undying will to please.
Holly reached out her hand toward Kit’s chest. Kit arched her back to point her breast into Holly’s waiting fingers. Her touch danced over her areole and breast like a tiny fairy leaving a sweet pixie dust of arousal behind.
Kit needed it. She couldn’t resist rubbing herself through her panties. The cotton crotch was thoroughly wet aiding her fingers to slide against her throbbing clit. It ached. She wanted Holly now more than ever. Seeing her in the heat of the moment drove her mad.
Holly was watching Kit through half closed eyes. Holly took hold of Kit behind the neck. She brought her down for a kiss. Her lips were pouty and moist. They kissed long and deep. Their mouths watering as each of their tongues explored almost to deeply.
Holly’s lips were tiny delectable gifts to Kit. She slowed her inner need enough to enjoy them and not crush them with the force brewing deep within her. It ebbed slightly but only for a moment. When Holly pushed her tongue in again the want was back again heavier than before. She needed more of Holly. She pulled back from their kiss before powerful need consumed the very pleasure she held so dear.
“P.A.U.L stop.” Holly said.
And he did. He sank back onto his haunches to wait for his next command.
Kit shed her panties and climbed into the chair to straddle Holly. The moment her pussy touched Holly’s she whispered, “This is what I’ve wanted.”
Holly nodded. She took Kit’s sultry form in by touch, stroking her long slender fingers over the womanly swells of Kit’s body. Her breast hung heavy on her chest. Large nipples, stretched unresponsive across the points, but the areolas were pink and perfect targets for pinching. Holly reached up and did just that. The pinch bolted straight through Kit’s body sending her bottom and crotch down. Holly lifted her hips up until she felt Kit’s soaked lips open against her own. They both moaned into each other’s lips as they joined their chests and began to kiss. They bumped and slipped around together like that for several minutes until Holly broke their kiss and gave P.A.U.L another command.
“P.A.U.L, fuck our holes with that toy.”
The two pushed their lower halves down closer to the edge of the chair to meet the first thrust of P.A.U.L’s face. The toy slipped between them and his nose bumped against Kit’s pussy.
“Oh!” they both exclaimed together.
The trio of Janelle, Debra and Marlene giggled at the sight then turned quickly back to their own mischief. Janelle held the toy out to Marlene as an invitation for her to join them. Marlene’s eyes flashed and she smiled. Her tongue slipped passed her full lips to taste where the two women had just licked. She opened her mouth wide over the tip. Janelle responded by inching the head into her mouth. Marlene’s eyes closed. She enjoyed her mouth being filled. Janelle attempted to pull it from her sexy lips but Debra added her own hand to aid in pushing the rubbery shaft into the newest hole. Marlene’s eyes narrowed, not in anger, but with approval at the challenge.
Both women eased the black replicated penis into Marlene’s willing mouth. Debra and Janelle knelt hip to hip in between Marlene’s legs, which were spread eagle on the floor. Their fingers laced together around the thick base. Both of their eyes were hooded, overcome with the expertise Marlene displayed. They watched, utterly captivated by the way she devoured each black inch. Her voluptuous lips enveloped the shaft with greedy, hungry motions. Debra and Janelle began to slide their bodies next to one another, their breasts rubbing, their hips bumping. It became a dance as they matched the rhythm of fucking Marlene’s hot mouth.
All the ladies in the room cooed and moaned in an orchestra of sound. It was a lustful symphony of genital tingling perfection. Holly was screaming and bucking on the armchair, while wet noises and low groans from Marlene typified what was most erotic and sensual. That alone heightened the women’s arousal.
When Marlene soon reached the point on the cock where Janelle had gagged they both stopped pushing any further. Marlene took hold of both their wrist and guided it the rest of the way in. A finger’s width of space was all that refused to enter Marlene’s throat. Several dribbles of saliva seeped out the corners of Marlene’s mouth landing on the tops of her breasts like bubbled raindrops.
Not a tear shed. Not a shudder of reflex did Marlene make as she swallowed. She tilted her head back a bit for them to see the muscle work in her throat.
“That’s fucking hot.” Janelle said, her eyes wild and sparkling.
They withdrew the dildo. It was shining and completely covered in saliva. Strands of it looped and connected back to Marlene’s mouth.
Debra pounced on Marlene like a hungry animal to gobble up the splashes that landed on the soft mounds of Marlene’s tits. Marlene’s chest heaved as she regained her composure. Debra positioned herself on Marlene’s lap. She sat there basting her tongue over the smooth luscious tops.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Marlene murmured over and over.
Janelle moved to Marlene’s back. With tender care she began to unlace the tight corset. Her hands couldn’t move fast enough. She had to see all of her caramel skin, bare it for her viewing pleasure. She needed to remind herself what every inch of that tattoo looked like and press it into her own flesh.
When she reached the final wrung, the corset fell away. It was only partially held up by Marlene’s bent arms. Debra’s mouth quickly seized Marlene’s newly exposed breasts. She sucked and nibbled the chocolate toned centers, each in turn. She brought them to erect points with her tongue. The three women moaned in unison. Janelle lent her hands to press the perfect pair of breast together for more of Debra’s attention. Janelle massaged them while Debra insatiably nibbled, licked and sucked until Marlene was a quivering mass of live nerve endings.
Marlene lifted her hips until her pelvis collided with Debra’s, signaling that she wanted more then just her breast tended to.
Marlene stood long enough for the trio to free themselves of their frocks. As she waited for Marlene to reassume her position on the floor she noticed that Kit had taken the opportunity to be singularly pleasured by P.A.UL.
“Yummy.” Debra raised an eyebrow.
Janelle and Marlene glanced over and shrugged. Janelle took a position behind Marlene. She allowed her to rest her head back into her lower stomach and thigh. Absently, Marlene reached up with her right hand and caressed Janelle’s breast then beckoned Debra between her legs with her.
“My pleasure.” Debra said eyeing the sweet box of chocolate before her. She sank to her knees then laid on her tummy to be in perfect proximity. She could see Marlene’s body tense. Marlene was for the first time all evening anxious and no longer in control. That spilled into Debra like a fine liquor. She drank from that and it fueled her to take her time, to draw out this play and turn Marlene into her pet.
Debra caressed over the bald top of Marlene’s pussy. A ragged breath escaped and Marlene turned her face into Janelle’s inner thigh. She bit down softly and Janelle praised her.
“That’s good.”
Marlene tucked her hands behind her knees to bring them up and apart. Without a word she delivered the message of what she wanted. She laid out the delicious peach for Debra’s taking and Debra couldn’t refuse. The position pulled slightly on the lips that had once left her inner sweetness hidden. Enticed beyond comprehension Debra took the bait and lowered herself to Marlene’s mound to kiss only the top. Then, Debra opened the dark curtain of Marlene’s inner lips to lick away the large collection of essence waiting for her. She licked and licked and licked until Marlene’s murmurs turned to shouts of “yes” and “fuck yes”. Debra shortened her licks to inundated Marlene’s clit with the contact of her tongue. Fast-fast-slow-fast-fast-slow was how Debra worked. Debra sucked. Debra pleased until she tasted the difference in Marlene’s juice. Smelt it thicken slightly. Felt it ooze.
Marlene’s body tensed with the first onset of an orgasm. Debra held her face down in her pussy as long as she could until the motion of Marlene’s hips became too forceful against her nose and lips. All she could do was close her fingers around the fat engorged labia and work the rock hard tip of Marlene’s clit. Her orgasm slowed but Debra felt that there would be another close behind.
Debra rose. Pleased after the long drink from her pet’s cup and offered it to Janelle. Janelle positioned Marlene on the floor to take her place between Marlene’s legs. On all fours she sweetly caressed Marlene’s ultra sensitive pussy with her fingertips. As gently as she knew how she penetrated Marlene with two fingers. They were instantly coated and slid easily along the warm swollen walls. Janelle only needed to push a few times before Marlene was cumming again. Marlene’s orgasm was so much stronger now. The muscles inside clenched so hard around her fingers. Janelle could barely keep them inside. Marlene’s body was tense and quivering for several minutes. Her face went from an expression of agony to one of relaxed bliss.
Janelle smiled down at her as she licked her fingers clean. For half a second she considered bending her head back down between Marlene’s legs just to have the full on taste of her for herself but Debra drew her into a hug and laid a kiss tinted with Marlene’s flavor on her waiting mouth.
They had been the only two left on the doorstep of satisfaction’s door. With one lingering kiss they crossed the threshold. Each woman’s hands made a searing path to the others crotch. Nimble fingers knocked and warm, soft, aching sounds answered. Patiently, familiarly their fingers greeted the deepest realms of each other. They continued to kiss alternating between soft nibbles on lower lips and deep kisses. Debra’s tongue seemed to extend in an invisible tendril through Janelle’s body. It touched places lower within her with the same passion as her tongue.
Together they broke the kiss to look into each other’s face. Debra’s eyes smoldered under the gaze of Janelle’s dark eyes.
“Oh!” was the only word spoken as they each began to cum. They collapsed into each other’s arms there on their knees in the middle of the faux Oriental rug in their friend’s living room.
The room was silent. The performance was over. But each aria remained as a glow that kissed each of the woman’s skin. They all sat in the quiet aftermath, sometimes looking one to the other, other times staring off into a snapshot of what had just occurred. At their own pace each woman left the room for the bathroom and returned fully dressed disguised as the women the world knew them to be.
P.A.U.L was dismissed from further service as Marlene made a request for the women to fill out their order forms. As they turned them over to Marlene they made their way out the door and headed home.
Marlene began to pack up when Holly finally spoke.
“What was the success for P.A.U.L this evening.”
Marlene flipped through the order forms then smiled.
“Doesn’t appear that he was as big of a hit as I would have guessed.”
Holly shrugged. “Perhaps he isn’t as well equipped as the R&D Department once thought. Or just doesn’t have the right equipment.”
“You seemed to have enjoyed him.”
Holly blushed slightly. “I’m not sure it was just P.A.U.L.”
Marlene nodded. “Same time next month? Different group?”
“Nah,” Holly said. “We’ve got chemistry.”
Nicole Best © 2005
“Ladies.” Marlene spoke over the excited chatter of the small group of women. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Marlene Dunn, your Eve-nings Gift Consultant.”
Marlene stood before them, proud and confident in her black floor length skirt and black Victorian inspired corset. The straps hugged against her caramel skin creating a subtle contrast. Tiny embroidered monochromatic flowers danced down the bodice, accentuating her slender waist.
“Before I begin, I’d like to take a moment to thank our hostess, Holly Martin, for allowing me the opportunity to share some exciting products and offers with you.”
Marlene paused for the ladies to applaud Holly. Holly’s face brightened and she made an awkward bow from her seated position.
She projected the air of gracious hostess by feigning her embarrassment. Holly Martin was the area’s maven of entertaining. If she had an ounce of backing, and more importantly, the desire, she could possibly topple the reigning experts on modern hosting.
Instead, she was happy being the one-two-punch that was Mr. And Mrs. Martin. She had supported her husband’s career by flawlessly throwing intimate dinner parties and holiday get-togethers to numerous suited gentlemen and their spouses. Many, she’s sure, gained her husband the fast ascent to the prestigious position at his firm.
Tonight was a casual affair, a night for herself and her closets girlfriends. Despite this she was unable to turn off the Mr. Martin’s well-practiced responses. She turned her attention to Marlene.
“Eve-ning’s Gift’s summer line of products are so exciting and so innovative, they are on the cutting edge of the industry. You’ll never find products like these in your local retail shops. Only consultants like myself will be able to share at exclusive gatherings such as this one.”
Holly winked at her friends. They were a tight group. A common thread bound their varying backgrounds together.
Debra Hofstrum, one of the city’s highest paid female CEO’s sat sharply dressed in her dark green pantsuit. She kept her chestnut hair expertly styled by one of those salons that scheduled appointments six months out. Debra ran a manicured hand through it then smiled back at Holly.
Holly caught sight of Debra’s knee brush slightly against Kit Simmon’s bare one. Kit’s legs were tone and strong from the foot route she took delivering the mail. Five days a week in the sun kept her skin hued, warm and golden. With her sun kissed blonde hair, she was the perfect California girl conveniently displaced in the suburbs of the Midwest.
Kit shared a laughing smile with Janelle Drake. Janelle was seated in the twin wing back chair opposite Holly. Her Emerald Isle green eyes sparkled with impish sweetness. The local high school teacher was smartly dressed in a sweater, blouse and knee length skirt. It was a look that gained her respect from parents and students alike. She flicked a long curled lock of her fiery red hair away from her neck then turned her attention to Marlene.
Marlene’s eyes passed from one giddy face to the other.
“Holly, would you mind helping me by passing around Even-ning’s Gift’s latest brochure?” Marlene handed Holly the stake of brochures. The glossy surfaces caught under their hands with a squeak as they left one hand and passed between them.
Each woman laid her trembling fingers on the slick shining pages. Before long the room filled with quiet oh’s and ah’s and girlish laughter. Marlene examined the women in the group closely, watching their transformations. Their mature conservative exoskeletons slowly allowed their youthful wonderment to emerge as they delved into the pages, rich with naughty temptations.
Kit Simmons stared wide-eyed at the first page for a long moment before turning to whisper to Debra Hofstrum. Debra had almost made it to the last page but flipped back to where Kit was. They pointed at the high quality photo and then broke into a shoulder-shaking giggle.
Marlene tossed her long mane of raven hair to one side showing a black inked tattoo snaking from her hairline onto the top of her left shoulder. Marlene felt four sets of eyes fall upon her at once. The looks moved over her with a heat, along the exposed tops of her breast, up to her neck to the tattoo that each woman knew continued down the center of her back in an intricate ivy and floral pattern.
Marlene, the consummate performer prolonged the exchange, soaking up their appreciation and anticipation until the moment rose the hairs on her arms. Pleased, she moved on with her presentation.
“Now,” Marlene spoke, her voice seasoned with drama. “Holly has been so good to inform me that each of you are already proud owners of our Level One line of products.” Marlene looked into each woman’s face and they acknowledged the fact with a small nod.
“Very good. You’ll be pleased to know Eve-nings Gift’s R&D department has expanded those products. Not only will they be wonderful to use on their own, but they can also be used with our expansion line.”
The women’s smiles broadened. Marlene continued. “As many of you have already taken note, the expansion products begin on page 7.” The women flipped to the page in unison. “There are two options for this expansion.”
Marlene turned to a small table. The corner of her mouth turned up in a half smile. She waved her hand in a motion that would have made a Barker’s Beauty proud then snatched off a black cloth to reveal a full range of Eve-ning’s Gift’s top selling products.
Eve-ning’s Gift’s products appeared on the table; standing proud in their life-like skins, each hued in colors ranging from the deepest blues and purples to neon pinks and yellow. They were sized for every taste and possible use. A few of them were small enough to be carried discretely in one’s purse. Others were mouth wateringly long and fully detailed to mimic the organs they were fashioned after.
“The first option would be to combine any of these products with item number 562.” Marlene pulled a velvet box from underneath the table.
The women inched to the edge of their seats. Slowly, Marlene released the tiny gold clasp. The metal hinges gave a low creek when Marlene opened the lid. Nestled within the thick lining of the box’s interior rested a tangle of black leather adorned with silver rivets.
Marlene walked slowly towards the women holding the box close to her chest, removing it momentarily from their view. The women stretched their necks to see more of the box’s contents. She stopped in front of the coffee table near to where the women sat. Ceremoniously, Marlene sank down to her knees before the coffee table, her long skirt pooling around her body like an oil spill on the faux Oriental carpet. Marlene placed the box on the coffee table’s surface with such care it barely made a sound as she slid her hands from underneath the final corner.
“If God had been a woman, men would have a penis growing from their chins. Right ladies?”
The women laughed openly in agreement.
“We’ve taken the liberty of fixing that tiny little inconvenience.” Laughter rang in Marlene’s words as she removed the object from the box. “The Facial Pleasure Bud Harness is constructed with durable leather for hours of play. The straps are fully adjustable for maximum comfort.” Marlene grasped the harness in her tiny hands. The sharp attention of the woman drew the walls of the small living room in close as Marlene turned the harness over and over in her soft hands. The rivets gleamed under the low light. In turn, each woman was able to see it in full view.
“The toy of your choosing would be placed securely here.” Marlene’s manicured fingers followed a smooth opening, caressing the surface with an intentional seductive attention, and then she continued with the explanation.
“The entire harness positions the toy at your lovers chin giving you that added level of pleasure.”
“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” Holly exclaimed.
“Is it hot in here all of the sudden?” Janelle shook herself out of the cream sweater she wore over a business style button down blouse.
The other women laughed at her seemingly attempt at a joke. Kit leaned over to Debra to whisper. Debra glanced in Janelle’s direction then quickly averted her eyes.
Janelle did not appear to be joking. The fair skin of her cheeks was brightly hued with color. She was tugging at her shirt sending puffs of air up into her hair.
“It certainly sends your mind working at the possibilities doesn’t it?” Marlene directed her question at the group, but kept her eye on Janelle who had accidentally unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse in her fervent attempts to cool herself. Each expansion of the fabric flashed the white lacey top of her bra.
“I wished I’d thought of it.” Kit said.
“I know that it’s hard to imagine the way this would work, seeing it in this state. Perhaps, it would be helpful to see it at work.” Marlene’s smile spread large and mischievous across her pretty face. “The best things about these events is that my guests get to sample the products before they buy. I’d hate for any of you to make the investment without having at least tried it.”
“Goodie. My favorite part.” Debra said then playfully bit into her lower lip.
“It’s certainly mine as well.” Marlene stated.
Marlene had worked hard over the last few years to reach the level of success with Eve-ning’s Gift. She had earned every tattooed ivy leaf and bloom as recognition of her sales-womanship. She had seen many events like the one tonight and enjoyed every single one immensely.
The trick to gaining huge sales and repeat customers was to drill into the sexpot in each woman with whatever toy it took. These were Level Two women she was dealing with tonight. These women had seen many wonderful toys, lotions and potions, but they needed to see something spectacular in order for Marlene to get into their minds as well as their wallets.
“I have something that I know will really put this particular item into perspective. It’ll be the perfect demonstration for how well this item will work for you. While I’m out getting this “little surprise”, why don’t each of you pick an item from the table to examine a little closer.”
Marlene maneuvered to her feet with the same effortless elegance she used when she knelt. Before she left the room she passed the table.
“Might I suggest ebony number 2444?” Marlene pointed it out with her small slender finger. She traced over the large bulbous tip and then down over a prominent vein. She swallowed down her chuckle.
When Marlene left the room the questions started like the low rumbled of thunder before a storm. They queried Holly.
“What is she off to get Holly?” Kit asked.
“I haven’t the slightest idea.” Holly reached for her beverage.
“Uh-huh.” Janelle murmured skeptically.
“Maybe she’ll bring in some of these alluring fragrances and body powders. It says here they have pheromone enhancing properties.” Debra said.
“Well, she did say that there were two options on how to use the product.” Kit analyzed. “Maybe it’s product number 572? It’s simply gorgeous.”
“I’ll say. ‘Six feet, 2 inches of cyberskin sexiness.’ ” Holly read from the brochure. “That’s all I need.”
“But isn’t it just a doll? If I wanted to hump a hunk of lifeless flesh I’d fuck my husband.” Debra remarked.
The other ladies gave a sorrowful groan for Debra’s husband and then broke into loud boisterous laughter. Debra simply shrugged as if to solidify that her comment wasn’t meant to provide humor. She walked over to the table and picked up Marlene’s suggestion for examination.
“I mean, if my darling husband was like this,” she held the phallic shaped toy down around her pelvic area. It flopped around heavily with her movements. “He could just lay there and I’d get off for sure.”
“It’s so big you could get off from across the room.” Holly said. “How big is that thing?”
Debra stroked her hand down over the shaft as if the motion would assist her in calculating the exact length. “Hard to tell. I need a point of reference. Come here Janelle.”
Janelle went to stand before Debra. Debra brought the licorice colored-jellied surface up to Janelle’s face. From the base where Debra clenched it tightly to the very tip it extended well into Janelle’s shiny red hair.
“A good 9, 9 ½ inches.”
“Yikes!” Kit exclaimed.
“Could you even get something like this in your mouth?” Debra said, allowing her voice to relay part question and part dare.
“If it were real I’d try it.” Janelle shrugged.
“Well it’s not.” Holly said. She had moved from the armchair to the couch for a better look. “Picture some hot chocolate Hollywood stud on the other end and just do it.”
“Yeah, you wouldn’t open that pretty little mouth for someone like say… Morris Chestnut?” Debra asked stroking her fingers up and down over the large head.
Janelle scrunched up her nose. “You guys know I’m not much into movies. I can hardly even picture him in my mind.”
“Football players.” Kit called out from her seated position on the floor.
“Okay. Football players. Hell, they’re all over 6 feet tall. They are bound to be hung.”
At that Janelle smiled obviously picturing her pick. “Gimmie that.” She attempted to snatch it from Debra’s hand but Debra jerked it away before she got her hand on it.
“No, sirie. I’ll hold it.” Debra said with a gleam in her eye.
“Fine.” Janelle licked her lips quickly. She widened her mouth slightly in wait for Debra to bring it to her prepared mouth.
“Oh you are going to have to open your mouth wider than that!” Holly laughed.
Janelle had a hard time opening her mouth any wider around her smile.
“That’s better.” Debra praised.
Carefully she guided the head of the dildo up against Janelle’s lips. Her lips adjusted slightly to get around the girth. Debra pressed in further and felt a little resistance.
“Uh-oh. No teeth.”
Janelle formed her rebuttal around a quickly filing mouth. “I’m-ph tr-wring womph to.”
The other women giggled at her predicament, but Debra remained straight faced and focused on pressing every black, veined inch into Janelle’s mouth. She couldn’t help but take note of the enticing contrast of the dark rod against Janelle pale ivory skin tone.
Debra’s mouth moved slightly as she watched Janelle’s attempt. It was as if by moving her own mouth she could aid Janelle in taking it deeper and deeper. She heard Janelle make a slurping noise. She knew what that meant. The head was pushing far enough into her mouth to make it water. A warm, sexy rush flooded between her legs. The sound, the sight, the knowledge excited her. It drove her to push the end of the dildo in just that bit more. Debra wanted to create tears in Janelle’s eyes. A wry perversion kept her fist tight around the base of the meaty black dong. Debra pulsed it in and out of her mouth. Janelle responded by sucking loudly, eagerly. She enjoyed it and locked her eyes on Debra’s.
“That’s a girl.” Debra whispered.
Janelle gave a barely audible whimper and that made Debra press that much harder on the end of the dildo, but that was all Janelle could take. In an instant her eyes welled up and tears broke over the rim of her lids.
Debra wanted to see more. She wanted to hear more of Janelle’s lustful slurping and she made one more shallow thrust against the back of Janelle’s throat. Janelle retreated back from Debra and her monster cock, coughing in hopes of catching her breath.
“Brava Janelle.” Kit praised.
“Well done Ms. Drake.” Holly winked.
Janelle smiled over to them, checking for escaping mascara under her eyes.
“Yes. Well done.” Debra said softly. She looked down at her hand and hadn’t realized that she’d been stroking the length of the toy. Janelle’s saliva lubricated it well. Her mind sped over the many scenarios that could occur with a well-lubricated toy like this one. Debra felt the need to lick the length of the shaft, taste the inside of Janelle’s mouth. She was regretful for not taking a hold of the back of Janelle’s head and forcing her to take more of that perfectly hard dick, letting her up only to catch her breath as she needed and then to make her take more.
Debra stopped herself by placing the dildo back on the table as if letting it go would release her from her fantasy.
“Toss me that teeny tiny red one over there Debra.” Holly requested.
Debra made an expert toss to Holly. It was Holly that made an awful reception. The toy bounced off her chest and landed in her lap. The collision set off the toys tiny on switch and it began to vibrate immediately against Holly’s crossed thighs.
There was a brief moment of surprise in Holly’s face then it relaxed and morphed into a quizzical look. That look softened more into a tranquil expression, one only pleasure could bring.
“Oh my.” Holly said breathlessly. “For something so small,” her tongue flicked out to moisten her lips. “it sure packs a wallop.”
“Let me see.” Kit reached up from the floor to grab the tiny vibe away from Holly’s lap. Holly caught Kit’s wrist just as her hand closed around the vibrator. They stared into each other’s eyes at first willing the other to surrender. As the vibrations shot through Holly’s crotch and up into Kit’s arm the look pleaded for the other not to move.
In automatic response Kit moved her thumb along the inner seam of Holly’s jeans, pressing the double bound fabric lightly into Holly’s center.
“The vibes are intense. Yes.” Kit mouthed. Her eyes roamed over Holly’s body then up into her face. She watched her eyes flutter closed.
“Our Stealth Surge Vibrators have been top sellers four years running.” Marlene said from the threshold. “It looks as if I was just about to miss all the fun.”
The ladies reluctantly directed their eyes to Marlene. Janelle and Debra had been watching silently. They each wordlessly willed the two women to go further. They breathed a hapless sigh; disappointed in not seeing Holly and Kit, who were heartbeats away from leaping into the pool of hedonistic abandonment, finish what was certain to be entertaining.
Marlene had consulted this group before. She knew then what was now confirmed in this very moment. An undeniable energy pulsed around the room. Each woman was a lightning rod for unrequited sexual vigor. Marlene was suddenly glad that she had brought this particular surprise.
Still somewhat be spelled, Janelle spoke huskily, “So. Where is our surprise? We’ve been good girls. We deserve it.”
Marlene looked into Holly’s flushed face then down to Kit who was still twisting and squeezing at the tiny vibe in an effort to turn if off. She gave it a hard smack with the palm of her hand and it shut off.
“Good girls? I highly doubt it. But I do agree that you deserve it.”
“Well show us.” Debra said, going back to her spot on the couch.
Marlene looked to Janelle. She took a seat at Debra’s feet, bracing herself against Debra’s shapely legs.
“You’ll be superbly amazed at the advancements in technology with this next item. Not only is it rapidly becoming our hottest ticket item, soon to go on back order status, but it really does represent something for every Eve-ning’s Gift client. Ladies, may I present to you… P.A.U.L.”
Struck by something familiar Janelle grabbed her brochure. “Isn’t P.A.U.L item number 572?”
Marlene nodded.
“Is someone going to bring him in? I imagine that he’d be quite heavy at 6’2”.”
“There’s no need.” Marlene grinned.
She held out her hand into the foyer. A large male hand grasped hers. Strong, thick fingers laced between her short slender ones.
“Front and center P.A.U.L.” Marlene commanded.
In four slow strides the perfect specimen of a man entered the room. It was as if Michelangelo had found a way to breathe life into his David. The man was a flawless expanse of muscles and limbs. His eyes sparkled more brilliantly than any jewel known to man. The way they danced it was hard to tell if they were ocean blue, or the fresh, vibrant color of spring grass. His hair fell in casual curls that beckoned you to reach up and twirl them around a finger. They were brown with bronze highlights. Even under this low light it cast a particular luster, like newly polished copper.
The women spoke different awestruck expletives almost at the same time.
“Remarkable isn’t it?” Marlene replied, eyeing the form beside her with the same respectful eye.
“He …it…moves?” Holly said in whispered amazement.
“P.A.U.L, which stands for Personal Automated Unselfish Lover, represents the world’s best advances in cyborg technology. He is equipped with fully articulated joints, including his fingers.” Marlene arched a brow. “He has a fully expressive mouth and tongue made from the same material as many of our select top of the line toys. One of the draw backs to his mouth, if you consider it to be one, is he doesn’t speak.”
The women chuckled at the notion.
“The designers felt that robotic responses to verbal interaction were too bland.”
“Obviously they wanted to be more in line with fantasy than reality.” Kit remarked.
“So how are we suppose to use him with our other purchases. I hardly see any room for improvement. P.A.U.L is gorgeous with the body of a God and he knows when to shut up. What more could we want.” Debra pointed out.
The circle reverberated with laughter. Marlene cut in.
“First things first. As deceiving as his appearance may be, P.A.U.L isn’t human. Therefore he doesn’t make his own natural lubricants. You would be required to use Eve-ning’s Gift’s line of personal lubricants on his mouth. And he isn’t anatomically correct” Marlene lifted up the thin cut off cloth that draped along his waist.
“My goodness. He’s a life sized Ken!” Janelle said.
“The reason for that is so that you can put in any one of Eve-ning’s Gift dildos and dongs on him and have the penetration you’ve always wanted. Whatever size you’ve dreamed, you can have it. You are only limited by your…desires.”
The women were speechless for once. Marlene retrieved a blue dildo from the table.
“With three clockwise turns P.A.U.L goes from eunuch to well endowed in an instant.”
The women made a sound of understanding as their expressions went from puzzlement to comprehension.
“Well could you kiss him?” Debra spoke up.
“I’m glad you asked. Come find out.” Marlene answered.
With little hesitation Debra stood and walked over to P.A.U.L. When she came into his line of sight P.A.U.L responded with an eerily realistic grin.
“He responds to simple commands by stating his name first and then naming the command. Try it.”
Debra cleared her throat. “P.A.U.L? Kiss me.”
Like a good boy P.A.U.L swept Debra into his arms. He pulled her in close to his tone bare chest. Debra looked up into his dazzling eyes. She was quickly caught up in the moment and reveled in the sensation of his large hands roaming her back. His lips descended on hers. She let out an audible sigh as his mouth moved expertly. The kiss was long and hugely passionate.
P.A.U.L’s left hand was grasping Debra’s deep brown tresses while his right was slipping down her lower back to her ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze and Debra squealed. She pulled back with a very astonished look on her face. She staggered slightly.
“I’ll take two.” She said giggling and touching her fingertips to her mouth. “My God! That was so real!” She spun around to let her girlfriends to see her amazement.
“Unbelievably life like.” Marlene nodded. “The pride of our summer releases. Now let’s put P.A.U.L to the real test. As I mentioned the bud harness is better shown than explained.”
Marlene began to equip P.A.U.L with the harness. She was right. The harness adjusted easily along P.A.U.L’s the strong jaw. From his chin, a day glow pink dildo extended in an eye catching g-spot curve.
“It does create a very silly image.” Holly said.
“Climb aboard. It’s the benefit for the hostess. She gets the best freebies.” Marlene winked.
Resistance played over Holly’s face.
“Oh, you just have to Holly.” Kit said.
“’Cuz if you don’t, I will.” Janelle remarked then crossed the room to stand beside P.A.U.L. She stroked a lazy hand over his shoulder. Her eyes followed her hand down the powerfully sculpted arm. She wanted to feel what Debra had experienced. Her fingers reached his palm. She took hold of it and brought it up to examine it closely. Painstaking detail was taken to render every feature of this incredible sex machine, right down to lifelines on his palm. Janelle pressed his hand into her cheek.
P.A.U.L’s eyes targeted to her. He gave her the same causal smile. It was warm and inviting but his palm lacked a natural body temperature. Before she could be disappointed in that P.A.U.L made a very human response by closing his hand and stroking the backs of his fingers down over her face into her hair.
She shuddered then said, “Damn they are good.”
Holly had been watching. “I have to know.”
“Good. Get more comfortable.” Marlene said.
The room’s full attention fell on Holly as she began to undress. She stopped before she got her jeans zipper halfway down.
“Do you have to stare?”
“If you have something in there that we didn’t already know you had, we’ll be doing more than just staring.” Janelle said.
“Just take off your clothes. Or do you need some help?” Kit said.
“Help.” Holly smiled invitingly.
They walked toward each other. Holly stood slightly smaller than Kit’s 5’7” frame when she kicked off her shoes. Kit moved her hands down Holly’s sides to reach for the excess shirt material tucked into her jeans. With one quick tug the hem sprang from the waist. She continued pulling until the shirt was removed. Holly’s dark wavy hair flew up into the air behind it and landed in a random heap on top of her head.
Holly shook the stray strands away from her face, smiling brightly over Kit’s shoulder at their audience. Kit was oblivious to any other eyes but Holly’s. She stepped closer to gain access to the clasp of her bra. Reaching for it she pulled Holly into her. The full mounds of her breasts pressed into hers. Their peaks touched. Kit’s nipples hardened slowly in response.
Holly turned her head to nuzzle her nose into Kit’s hair. A sweet earthy fragrance wafted through her senses. She felt any hint of tension leave her body on a long boat ride to another place, leaving her to wade through the wake of Kit’s awakening exploration.
Kit unhooked her bra then massaged her hands over the embossed flesh. It was warm and pink from the restrictive fabric. Kit pulled Holly closer to her body with every gentle caress. Holly didn’t resist. Her legs became willowy. She hadn’t expected to respond this way but was in no way going to fight such a heady experience. She nuzzled further down into Kit hair, feeling her way down to her neck where the more potent amounts of that sweet earthiness laid soaked into her skin.
Holly’s breathing quickened. The scent of Kit’s neck coursed through her, mixing with her blood, filling her with a desire she’d long ignored. She closed her eyes to block out any other unnecessary sensory stimuli in an effort not to interfere with the most important ones, Kit’s touch and the smell of her skin.
Kit released her. Holly almost lost her balance, but caught herself on Kit’s shoulders. She was busy shaking Holly free of the confines of her jeans. Hooking her thumbs into Holly’s panties was well as her jeans; Kit brought them both down into a rumpled heap.
Kit didn’t request permission. She immediately pressed her lips into the dark matted curls at junction of Holly’s thighs. They both moaned. Holly’s came out like a “yes”.
Kit shook her head back and forth working the mild scent of Holly’s inner lips into her mouth, her nose, her face. Holly hadn’t been aware of Kit’s urgency until she looked down and saw her between her legs then felt the wet cool tip of her tongue on the root of her pulsing clit.
Holly moaned her approval and granted her entrance by widening her stance. If Kit weren’t there to keep her from falling forward she certainly would have fallen over from the sexy lightheadedness that washed over her as she felt Kit’s sweet lips on hers.
Kit made Holly back up until her legs touched the armchair behind them. Holly fell into it with a flop. Without wasting any more time Kit pushed Holly’s leg up to rest on the arm of the chair. Holly watched drunk with pleasure. She saw Holly’s hands spread wide over the back of one thigh and over the top of another. Kit allowed her fingers to creep through the thick strands of Holly’s pubic hair in search of a better view of what she had tasted.
She wanted to see it. She needed to watch it swell from Holly’s excited pulse. When she found it she held the labia firmly apart. It was beautifully pink. A fragrant offering of Holly’s body and Kit intended to worship it. She had no intention of taking her time or teasing Holly. Anything leading up to this moment had been the tease. That time had passed. It was time to make her desire for Holly known, with her touch.
Kit patted the tightly sharp end of her tongue upon the sweet entrance of Holly’s pussy. Holly groaned and made an attempt to raise her hips into her. Kit held her down with her forearms. It encouraged her. Knowing that she wanted more made her want to give her more. More is what Holly got.
Kit wagged her tongue left and right against the sugary folds. She ignored the pulsing pearl throned above them for a while, until even she couldn’t wait to feel Holly’s reaction. When she touched lightly against it Holly arched her back. She sighed. She groaned. She moved her body in a dance of need.
Holly brushed the strands away from Kit’s face so that she could see her work. Kit paused and looked at Holly. They smiled at one another.
“Let me try this new toy.”
Kit held out her hand for the lube. She held it high above Holly’s crotch. It came out in a tiny stream. Ribbons of shiny moisture pooled on the hood of Holly’s clit then ran down over the rest of her pink pussy.
Holly wiggled and moaned. She enjoyed the feeling of the cool liquid on her hot steamy crotch.
“P.A.U.L, come to me.”
He walked over to her. She watched the muscles of his legs flinch and ripple. Strength oozed from him. The knowledge of a strong body bringing her to orgasm excited her. The other ladies watched with interest.
When he stopped in front of the chair she commanded, “P.A.U.L, kneel down.”
He responded.
“P.A.U.L, lick my pussy and fuck me good with that toy on your face.” Her words were strained behind her anticipation.
P.A.U.L’s eyes locked on hers as he bent his head down to her pussy. The tip of the toy pressed hard into the top of her pussy. He slid the length of it down between her lips.
Kit leaned in to watch Holly’s lips part. The shaft of the toy mashed her delicate lips, splaying them out around it. She wondered if maybe it could have hurt, but Holly closed her eyes and made a heated moan.
P.A.U.L stopped with the tip on the ridge of her clit. He popped the head up and down very nearly pressing it into her before pulling out to touch her clit again. Over and over he did this until Holly was twisting and writhing more than she had before. Her pert breast shook with her motion. Tempted, Kit leaned in to kiss one.
The unexpected contact sent Holly’s head reeling. Her nipple grew stiff inside Kit’s mouth. All of the sensations at once drove Holly closer and closer. Her body tingled with every touch. She was unable to separate one contact from another. It all melded within her to flow underneath the surface, like a river of lava.
“Oh that looks so lovely.” Marlene said petting the soft curls from P.A.U.L’s face.
P.A.U.L began to use his tongue against her clit. Holly lost herself in the pleasures he gave her. His tongue pressed against her, explored and danced along every slick inch of her pussy. When she thought that maybe that was the best of it P.A.U.L thrust the toy inside. She pushed Kit back from her so that she could see what was happening to her.
P.A.U.L’s eyes were still focused on her. His mouth was positioned over the top of her pussy in a lazy “O”. It was ready to devour her. He moved the toy back and forth then randomly pressed it deep within her. The curvature began massaging the origin of her deepest orgasm. As it was thrust deep within her his tongue and lips worked over her clit.
“Come here Debra.” Marlene pulled Debra close against her own body so that she could have a nice view of P.A.U.L’s performance. “Look how well he’s programmed to use this toy. There is nothing doll like in that tongue.”
“No. There certainly isn’t.” She watched the toy inch deeper and deeper than retreat into more shallow strokes. Strands of glistening moisture mixed with lube and Holly’s natural honey stretched then coated P.A.U.L’s face.
“Can’t wait for your turn can you.”
Debra was mesmerized by the action. She could hear the juicy contact of the toy and P.A.U.L’s mouth. All she could do was shake her head in response.
“Let’s not let Holly be the only one to have all the fun.” Janelle said wagging the ebony 2444 in front of her face. She sat down on the floor beside Debra and Marlene then offered Debra the first taste.
Debra remembered it had once been shiny and wet with Janelle’s mouth so she willingly took the first lick. Debra made her tongue glide over every thick inch deliberately slow. Before she could get to the top, Janelle leaned in and closed her lips around the thick helmet.
Holly’s voice called their attention back to the armchair.
“P.A.U.L deeper. P.A.U.L faster.”
Obediently he performed every action on command with an undying will to please.
Holly reached out her hand toward Kit’s chest. Kit arched her back to point her breast into Holly’s waiting fingers. Her touch danced over her areole and breast like a tiny fairy leaving a sweet pixie dust of arousal behind.
Kit needed it. She couldn’t resist rubbing herself through her panties. The cotton crotch was thoroughly wet aiding her fingers to slide against her throbbing clit. It ached. She wanted Holly now more than ever. Seeing her in the heat of the moment drove her mad.
Holly was watching Kit through half closed eyes. Holly took hold of Kit behind the neck. She brought her down for a kiss. Her lips were pouty and moist. They kissed long and deep. Their mouths watering as each of their tongues explored almost to deeply.
Holly’s lips were tiny delectable gifts to Kit. She slowed her inner need enough to enjoy them and not crush them with the force brewing deep within her. It ebbed slightly but only for a moment. When Holly pushed her tongue in again the want was back again heavier than before. She needed more of Holly. She pulled back from their kiss before powerful need consumed the very pleasure she held so dear.
“P.A.U.L stop.” Holly said.
And he did. He sank back onto his haunches to wait for his next command.
Kit shed her panties and climbed into the chair to straddle Holly. The moment her pussy touched Holly’s she whispered, “This is what I’ve wanted.”
Holly nodded. She took Kit’s sultry form in by touch, stroking her long slender fingers over the womanly swells of Kit’s body. Her breast hung heavy on her chest. Large nipples, stretched unresponsive across the points, but the areolas were pink and perfect targets for pinching. Holly reached up and did just that. The pinch bolted straight through Kit’s body sending her bottom and crotch down. Holly lifted her hips up until she felt Kit’s soaked lips open against her own. They both moaned into each other’s lips as they joined their chests and began to kiss. They bumped and slipped around together like that for several minutes until Holly broke their kiss and gave P.A.U.L another command.
“P.A.U.L, fuck our holes with that toy.”
The two pushed their lower halves down closer to the edge of the chair to meet the first thrust of P.A.U.L’s face. The toy slipped between them and his nose bumped against Kit’s pussy.
“Oh!” they both exclaimed together.
The trio of Janelle, Debra and Marlene giggled at the sight then turned quickly back to their own mischief. Janelle held the toy out to Marlene as an invitation for her to join them. Marlene’s eyes flashed and she smiled. Her tongue slipped passed her full lips to taste where the two women had just licked. She opened her mouth wide over the tip. Janelle responded by inching the head into her mouth. Marlene’s eyes closed. She enjoyed her mouth being filled. Janelle attempted to pull it from her sexy lips but Debra added her own hand to aid in pushing the rubbery shaft into the newest hole. Marlene’s eyes narrowed, not in anger, but with approval at the challenge.
Both women eased the black replicated penis into Marlene’s willing mouth. Debra and Janelle knelt hip to hip in between Marlene’s legs, which were spread eagle on the floor. Their fingers laced together around the thick base. Both of their eyes were hooded, overcome with the expertise Marlene displayed. They watched, utterly captivated by the way she devoured each black inch. Her voluptuous lips enveloped the shaft with greedy, hungry motions. Debra and Janelle began to slide their bodies next to one another, their breasts rubbing, their hips bumping. It became a dance as they matched the rhythm of fucking Marlene’s hot mouth.
All the ladies in the room cooed and moaned in an orchestra of sound. It was a lustful symphony of genital tingling perfection. Holly was screaming and bucking on the armchair, while wet noises and low groans from Marlene typified what was most erotic and sensual. That alone heightened the women’s arousal.
When Marlene soon reached the point on the cock where Janelle had gagged they both stopped pushing any further. Marlene took hold of both their wrist and guided it the rest of the way in. A finger’s width of space was all that refused to enter Marlene’s throat. Several dribbles of saliva seeped out the corners of Marlene’s mouth landing on the tops of her breasts like bubbled raindrops.
Not a tear shed. Not a shudder of reflex did Marlene make as she swallowed. She tilted her head back a bit for them to see the muscle work in her throat.
“That’s fucking hot.” Janelle said, her eyes wild and sparkling.
They withdrew the dildo. It was shining and completely covered in saliva. Strands of it looped and connected back to Marlene’s mouth.
Debra pounced on Marlene like a hungry animal to gobble up the splashes that landed on the soft mounds of Marlene’s tits. Marlene’s chest heaved as she regained her composure. Debra positioned herself on Marlene’s lap. She sat there basting her tongue over the smooth luscious tops.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” Marlene murmured over and over.
Janelle moved to Marlene’s back. With tender care she began to unlace the tight corset. Her hands couldn’t move fast enough. She had to see all of her caramel skin, bare it for her viewing pleasure. She needed to remind herself what every inch of that tattoo looked like and press it into her own flesh.
When she reached the final wrung, the corset fell away. It was only partially held up by Marlene’s bent arms. Debra’s mouth quickly seized Marlene’s newly exposed breasts. She sucked and nibbled the chocolate toned centers, each in turn. She brought them to erect points with her tongue. The three women moaned in unison. Janelle lent her hands to press the perfect pair of breast together for more of Debra’s attention. Janelle massaged them while Debra insatiably nibbled, licked and sucked until Marlene was a quivering mass of live nerve endings.
Marlene lifted her hips until her pelvis collided with Debra’s, signaling that she wanted more then just her breast tended to.
Marlene stood long enough for the trio to free themselves of their frocks. As she waited for Marlene to reassume her position on the floor she noticed that Kit had taken the opportunity to be singularly pleasured by P.A.UL.
“Yummy.” Debra raised an eyebrow.
Janelle and Marlene glanced over and shrugged. Janelle took a position behind Marlene. She allowed her to rest her head back into her lower stomach and thigh. Absently, Marlene reached up with her right hand and caressed Janelle’s breast then beckoned Debra between her legs with her.
“My pleasure.” Debra said eyeing the sweet box of chocolate before her. She sank to her knees then laid on her tummy to be in perfect proximity. She could see Marlene’s body tense. Marlene was for the first time all evening anxious and no longer in control. That spilled into Debra like a fine liquor. She drank from that and it fueled her to take her time, to draw out this play and turn Marlene into her pet.
Debra caressed over the bald top of Marlene’s pussy. A ragged breath escaped and Marlene turned her face into Janelle’s inner thigh. She bit down softly and Janelle praised her.
“That’s good.”
Marlene tucked her hands behind her knees to bring them up and apart. Without a word she delivered the message of what she wanted. She laid out the delicious peach for Debra’s taking and Debra couldn’t refuse. The position pulled slightly on the lips that had once left her inner sweetness hidden. Enticed beyond comprehension Debra took the bait and lowered herself to Marlene’s mound to kiss only the top. Then, Debra opened the dark curtain of Marlene’s inner lips to lick away the large collection of essence waiting for her. She licked and licked and licked until Marlene’s murmurs turned to shouts of “yes” and “fuck yes”. Debra shortened her licks to inundated Marlene’s clit with the contact of her tongue. Fast-fast-slow-fast-fast-slow was how Debra worked. Debra sucked. Debra pleased until she tasted the difference in Marlene’s juice. Smelt it thicken slightly. Felt it ooze.
Marlene’s body tensed with the first onset of an orgasm. Debra held her face down in her pussy as long as she could until the motion of Marlene’s hips became too forceful against her nose and lips. All she could do was close her fingers around the fat engorged labia and work the rock hard tip of Marlene’s clit. Her orgasm slowed but Debra felt that there would be another close behind.
Debra rose. Pleased after the long drink from her pet’s cup and offered it to Janelle. Janelle positioned Marlene on the floor to take her place between Marlene’s legs. On all fours she sweetly caressed Marlene’s ultra sensitive pussy with her fingertips. As gently as she knew how she penetrated Marlene with two fingers. They were instantly coated and slid easily along the warm swollen walls. Janelle only needed to push a few times before Marlene was cumming again. Marlene’s orgasm was so much stronger now. The muscles inside clenched so hard around her fingers. Janelle could barely keep them inside. Marlene’s body was tense and quivering for several minutes. Her face went from an expression of agony to one of relaxed bliss.
Janelle smiled down at her as she licked her fingers clean. For half a second she considered bending her head back down between Marlene’s legs just to have the full on taste of her for herself but Debra drew her into a hug and laid a kiss tinted with Marlene’s flavor on her waiting mouth.
They had been the only two left on the doorstep of satisfaction’s door. With one lingering kiss they crossed the threshold. Each woman’s hands made a searing path to the others crotch. Nimble fingers knocked and warm, soft, aching sounds answered. Patiently, familiarly their fingers greeted the deepest realms of each other. They continued to kiss alternating between soft nibbles on lower lips and deep kisses. Debra’s tongue seemed to extend in an invisible tendril through Janelle’s body. It touched places lower within her with the same passion as her tongue.
Together they broke the kiss to look into each other’s face. Debra’s eyes smoldered under the gaze of Janelle’s dark eyes.
“Oh!” was the only word spoken as they each began to cum. They collapsed into each other’s arms there on their knees in the middle of the faux Oriental rug in their friend’s living room.
The room was silent. The performance was over. But each aria remained as a glow that kissed each of the woman’s skin. They all sat in the quiet aftermath, sometimes looking one to the other, other times staring off into a snapshot of what had just occurred. At their own pace each woman left the room for the bathroom and returned fully dressed disguised as the women the world knew them to be.
P.A.U.L was dismissed from further service as Marlene made a request for the women to fill out their order forms. As they turned them over to Marlene they made their way out the door and headed home.
Marlene began to pack up when Holly finally spoke.
“What was the success for P.A.U.L this evening.”
Marlene flipped through the order forms then smiled.
“Doesn’t appear that he was as big of a hit as I would have guessed.”
Holly shrugged. “Perhaps he isn’t as well equipped as the R&D Department once thought. Or just doesn’t have the right equipment.”
“You seemed to have enjoyed him.”
Holly blushed slightly. “I’m not sure it was just P.A.U.L.”
Marlene nodded. “Same time next month? Different group?”
“Nah,” Holly said. “We’ve got chemistry.”
