“I know you told me Neil’s been away for a while,” she said sympathetically. “Obviously, I’m not a substitute, but at least, you can get some good orgasms out of the deal.”
Plural. I liked the sound of that. I ran one finger along the arm of the sex machine and raised my eyebrows. “So, as long as you’re here…”
“I’m dying to try it,” she admitted with a laugh.
The depth of penetration on the machine was pretty much dependent on the size of dildo used, so I showed Gena the options. She picked out something fairly conservative and, at the sight of my questioning expression, said, “Not all of us have skewed perceptions based on our partner’s huge dick.”
I laughed. “Okay, fair enough.”
I got the machine set up and plugged in, and showed her how to work the controls. “You should do this one. It’s pretty intense the first time.”
“Now, I’m nervous.” She giggled, but it was a little uneasy.
“This is a piece of cake, trust me. And, once you try it, you’re going to want to visit me weekly.” God, I hope that didn’t sound too forward, like I was trying to push her into a relationship or anything. I didn’t know how to address it without sounding even more awkward, so I just gestured to the chaise. “It’s probably easier this time to lay on your back. You can do it doggy-style, but if you move around too much, there might be…accidental aiming issues.”
“Oh, no. Definitely no.”
“Right. Also, feel free to use as much of this lube as you want. The human vagina? Not made for this kind of friction without some help.” I wasn’t making it sound as fun as it was. I was like the downer announcement at the beginning of the roller coaster ride. “Trust me, though, it’s really great. And we’ll be sure to get it positioned just right.”
She laid down on the chaise and spread her legs, and I moved the machine into position. She took a deep breath and reached down to insert the dildo. Remembering all the steps Neil took when he used the machine on me, I slowly rotated the arm, pushing it deeper.
“Okay, this is about as far as it will go,” I said, studying her face for any sign of discomfort. “Does that work? Do I need to back it up?”
She shook her head. “No, it’s fine. Shallower is probably better for a first timer, huh?”
“Yeah, I would agree with that.” I’d walked away from more than one session with Neil wishing I’d told him to back it off. A pulverized cervix was only fun while it was happening, not three days later, and I always got a lecture from him about knowing my limits. “You get to decide when to go. Just start off slow and only do what you want to do.”
“What are you going to do?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “Just stand there and watch?”
“No.” I shook my head. “I’m going to sit on that Sybian and watch.”
“Oh god.” Her voice trembled.
I got a new attachment for the vibrator and slipped it on while Gena hesitantly turned the dial on her machine. She jumped a little at the pump and hiss sound of the arm moving, then relaxed. “This isn’t bad.”
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“I wouldn’t tell you to do something that felt bad,” I chided her. I lubed up the vibrator attachment and climbed on, sliding slowly down. I moaned as the dildo slipped inside me, and I reached for the controller to turn the dial. The rotation was a totally unique sensation and not at all like having a real cock in me, but it had been so long since I’d even masturbated that I’d almost forgotten what penetrative intercourse was like. I closed my eyes then remembered that, if I kept them open, I could watch Gena.
The machine chugged steadily away while she lay back, eyes closed, a placid smile crossing her lips. She toyed with the nipple of one breast, her other hand sliding down her stomach to touch herself. She parted her folds with two fingers, then rubbed both of them across her clit in slow circles.
I turned on my vibration, startling myself like I always did. Even though I knew it was coming, it was powerful and heavy, and it didn’t ease in. It got right to the point.
Watching Gena, I could have gotten off without any assistance. Neil had made a video of me using that machine, and while it had been hot, it was nothing like watching another woman use it, knowing what she was feeling but viewing her own unique reactions to it. She upped the speed, her face twisting into an expression of tortured surprise. She wiggled her hips, and I had to remind her, “Remember to stay still, though.” With a grin, I advised, “Just relax. Someone gave me that tip recently.”
She laughed and held up her middle finger, but that was as much of a response as she could give me. The speed of her hand picked up, as did the speed of the machine. The dildo pounded in and out of her faster than anyone with a cock could have moved, and her face scrunched up hard before she let out a shout that grew so high in pitch it ascended into silence. That, and the vibration and motion of the Sybian, were all it took to make me come, again. I pumped my hips and rode out my orgasm, then slumped over and turned the Sybian off.
Gena cut the power to her machine and laid back, panting, the dildo slowing to rest at the entrance of her body.
“That. Was awesome,” she gasped, rubbing sweat from her forehead with the heel of her hand.
My legs were jelly as I rose to stand. I moved the machine and helped Gena to her feet, and she was equally wobbly.
“Come on,” I said tilting my head toward the door. “Let’s get something to drink.”
I took her to the aftercare room and got us both a bottled water. She leaned on the counter and took a long drink from hers. A little ran from the corner of her mouth, dripping off her jaw to land on her chest, and I couldn’t help but follow its path. When I looked up, she was watching me from the corner of her eye, and I laughed, embarrassed.
“Sorry, you caught me.” I held up my hands. “What can I say, you’ve got great tits.”