Falling for Jillian Ashley: A Carlsbad Village Lesbian Romance
“Container just inside the closet,” she answered.
Sally scampered off the bed and Amy watched her locate her toybox—a large plastic storage bin. She saw Sally pull the lid off, survey the contents and then turn to look at her again and Amy almost came right then at the pure depravity in those eyes. Her already rapidly beating heart started beating faster in anticipation.
The harness was pulled out and pulled on—exactly what Amy was hoping for. The pink dildo, the one with the large and bulbous head was attached to it.
That will do nicely!
But when Sally walked back, she had something else in her hand and she held it up for Amy to see and Amy, as turned on and horny as she was, felt dizzy with expectation.
Oh, my god, yes!
“What a coincidence,” Sally purred. “I have the exact same one.”
The lube was in her nightstand drawer and Amy hurriedly took it out.
“I’ll take that,” Sally instructed, holding out her hand and then taking it from Amy.
“How do you want me?” Amy squeaked.
“No, no…” Sally said, shaking her head. “How do you want it?”
That required no thought. Amy got on all fours, raising her ass high, presenting herself, all of herself, to her lover.
She felt the mattress shift as Sally got back on the bed and then…
“Oh, fuuuuuck, yes!” Amy called out as she felt Sally push the dildo into her, that bulbous head stretching her as it penetrated deeper and deeper. And then Sally was fucking her, the thrusts long and deep, Amy’s core lubricating the passage for the dildo, so much so that each time Sally pulled back, Amy felt her upper thighs sprayed with arousal.
But this was just the teaser, Amy knew, because after no more than a couple of minutes of Sally pounding her and just before Amy felt herself nearing that point of no return, Sally slowed and stopped.
“Yes?” Sally asked.
“Yes! Fuck, yes!” Amy exclaimed.
She felt the viscous wetness of the lube fall on her rear opening and then…
“Oh, fuuuuuck, yes!” Amy called out again, this time as the aluminum butt plug, the one with the heart shaped gem in the base was slowly slid in.
“So pretty…” Sally murmured when it was securely inside.
Now, double-penetrated, Amy was fucked again with the dildo, the pleasing weight of the metal plug adding another dimension to the pleasures shooting throughout her entire lower half. Her hair was grabbed, used by Sally for extra leverage to drive the pink toy in as far as it could go, Amy grunting or crying out ecstatically with each thrust, calling Sally’s name this time, God’s name that time, ordering Sally not to stop, telling her to go faster.
Finally, she came undone.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed. “Fuuuuuck! I’m coming!”
It was an explosion between her legs.
Her pussy was the purest form of pleasure imaginable as it spasmed and clutched at the invader inside it at the same time her ass was clenching around that plug. Her orgasm kept her screaming, louder than she normally did, both of her openings radiating rapture, her pussy squirting as Sally kept fucking her throughout it.
“There’s another one in there, baby, let it out!” Sally ordered.
And sure enough, the second orgasm hit her then. Her screams reached new decibel levels and she would swear that everything below her waist was liquid.
Sally yanked her hair a bit harder.
“Rub your clit!” she commanded. “There’s another one in there! Give it to me!”
Her clit was a swollen, electrified button, almost too sensitive to touch by now but as soon as Amy’s finger pressed hard against it she grunted as the next orgasm burst free and as its waves roiled through her she collapsed on the bed, Sally adroitly falling with her, now lying right on top of her, that pink dildo buried completely in her pussy, the plug still in her ass, a satisfying feeling of fullness adding to the explosions of her climax.