Trixie was squirming on the couch, trying to get even just a little bit of the dong in between her pussy lips. “I want it,” she said as she reached down and steadied the shaft, making sure it was pointed right where she wanted it to go. “I want you to put the whole fucking thing inside me. Fuck me until I cum and then fuck me again!”
“That’s what I wanted to hear,” purred Candy. The young woman began the initial push into Trixie’s waiting box. Trixie felt her opening stretch to accommodate the intruder. Just when she thought it couldn’t get any wider, somehow it managed. She was gasping and groaning and trying not to scream. She watched as more and more of it slid into her vagina. She saw how parted and swollen her mound was. Candy kept going until almost three-fourths of it were buried in the older woman’s body. Then she started fucking her friend. Candy took it slow at first, letting Trixie become more used to the massive fake dick. Soon, Trixie wrapped her legs around the other girl’s ass.
“So?” she asked. “Are you going to fuck me or what?” Candy just smiled in response, then upped the tempo ten-fold. The young woman’s tits were bouncing wildly, so Trixie took them firmly in her hands and played with them while she was getting drilled. The young woman was like a jackhammer, sliding all ten inches inside her friend with uncanny speed. Trixie had never felt so filled in her life. Even the beautiful dicks possessed by her young soccer players hadn’t filled her up like Candy’s dong. After a few minutes, Candy got Trixie down on all fours on the floor, then started up the piston again from behind. She reached around Trixie’s torso and grabbed the older woman’s tits, using them for leverage. The slapping of skin on skin reverberated through the apartment. After several minutes of pounding in this position, Trixie felt an orgasm beginning.
“I’m going to come! Harder!” Candy did as asked, fucking Trixie for all she was worth. As Trixie felt her pussy muscles vainly try and clamp down, she realized Candy wasn’t slowing down. The young woman kept sliding that massive member in and out all the way through the orgasm. She fucked her to another orgasm within a few more minutes. Candy was moaning as well as the pressure exerting by the attachment on her own mound brought her close to her own release. Trixie heard a “click,” and she found that Candy had twisted the phallus somehow so that it came loose, and the young girl had left it protruding almost obscenely from Trixie’s box. Candy removed the harness, flipped Trixie over and then sat on the older woman’s face. Trixie went to work instantly, lapping at the skin and lips presented to her. It didn’t take long at all, as Candy was primed by the rubbing of her own strap-on, and soon she was cumming all over Trixie’s face once again. After she was through, she slid down until she was lying on top of her lover, face to face.
“You just made me feel better in our first time having sex than my shit ex-boyfriend did in our entire relationship.”
“First time?”
It was Candy’s turn to blush. “Unless you’d rather find something more traditional. I’d understand, but I’m glad I got to do this . . .”
Trixie cut her off by fondling her tits and kissing her. “I think I’ve had quite enough of ‘traditional’ in my life already. As long as we promise to be honest with each other . . .” she started and received an affirmative nod from Candy, “and as long as you think I’m sexy enough to grace your bed . . .”
“That,” said Candy who was sliding the enormous dildo out of Trixie’s body, “will be for a long, long time. And since we’re being honest,” she continued with a devilish grin on her face, “when do I get to meet these two young friends of yours? You know, the soccer player with the great body and the cheerleader with the perfect ass?”
Trixie smiled back. “I’ll call them tomorrow. Maybe they’ll have a free weekend soon. I’m sure you’ll LOVE them. And I suspect they’ll love you to. Especially these,” she added, kissing both of Candy’s colossal tits. “But I think we should go to bed for now.”
“But I’m not sleepy,” whined Candy.
“I said we should go to bed. I didn’t say we should go to sleep.” She reached down and picked up massive strap-on and its harness. She licked some of her own juices off the head, but knew she could never fit that in her mouth. “And you’ll be needing this,” she finished.
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The two of them had sex well into the morning. Candy was dead tired when she headed off to class. She gave Trixie a long kiss before leaving, and then the older woman snuggled back under the covers. She didn’t have to be anywhere until that afternoon. When she did finally get up, she picked up the phone and called Brandy’s cell. She had to tell her about the previous night.
Brandy picked up almost instantly. Apparently she was in her dorm room waiting for Dennis to drop by and take her to lunch. Her roommate was off at class, so she had been trying to study. But when Trixie started telling her about Candy and the night she had just had, the young girl’s mind was as far from academia as it could possible go. Brandy was delighted for her older friend, but acknowledged being a little bit jealous.
“Don’t worry sweetie. However good she may be, and she IS good, you will always be my first.”
“I know. Just don’t go forgetting about your lovers up her at the other college.”
“Never!” A thought came to Trixie’s mind. “Brandy honey, what are you wearing?”
“Trixie!” Brandy said giggling.
“C’mon, tell me.”
“Well, I’m wearing denim shorts and a little white, baby-doll t-shirt. You know, the one with the heart on the front?”
“Oh I remember it. Listen, do you have a hands-free headset for that phone?”
“I’m using it right now.”
“Good. Do me a favor and go sit on the bed. Okay?” She heard the cheap dorm mattress creak.
“Okay.”
“You know, I think about you a lot. I think about how sexy you are. Do you want to be sexy for me?”
“Always!”
“Then unbutton your shorts, but don’t take them off. When you’ve done that, slide your hand into your shorts and underneath those little panties you’re wearing.”
“How did you know I was wearing little panties?” Brandy said moaning. Apparently the young girl was getting ahead of the game.
“Because you’re a sexy, naughty little girl, and those types of girls wear sexy, naughty little underwear. You’re fingering yourself aren’t you?” Brandy moaned her affirmation. “What do you think about when you play with yourself. Tell me.”
“Mmmh! I think about you and Dennis. I wish my fingers were his big cock or your tongue.” Brandy was apparently enjoying their little phone sex game, because she began to moan louder into the phone. “Oh, that feels good. Not as good as when you’re eating my pussy, but it still feels good!”
“Now take your other hand and run it up under your shirt. I’ll bet you’re not wearing a bra. With cute, perky little titties like yours, you shouldn’t ever wear a bra.” Brandy confirmed her friend’s assumption. “Now play with your nipples while you finger-fuck yourself. Twist the nipples a little between your thumb and index finger.” She heard satisfied little whimpers.
“That feels so good. I wish you were here. You could suck on my tits.”
“But I’m not there, so you’re going to have to make yourself cum for me. And be nice and loud. I want to hear everything. Take the finger out of your pussy and stick it in your tiny little asshole. Now put your thumb in your cunt. Now fuck both your holes at the same time, but don’t stop playing with your tits.”
The groaning became increasingly audible. “I’m close. I’m so close! I wish you and Dennis were both here right now. I want his big cock in my ass and your tongue in my pussy. I wish I could cum all over both of you!” There was a pause. “Oh shit! I think Dennis is here!”
“Don’t stop! Tell him to come in and close the door, but don’t stop playing with yourself.” Trixie heard “Come in quick and close the door!” dimly in the background.
“Oh God! Hi sweetie! Trixie’s on the phone.” This last was obviously directed at Dennis. “Oh God! Oh God! Trixie, it’s happening!”
Trixie relished in the sounds of Brandy’s orgasm as the girl struggled to continue her dialogue as pleasure shot through her. As the girl came down, Trixie started up again. “So, does Dennis have a hard-on yet? I’ll be he does.”
“Yes, it’s huge! I can see it from here, straining against his shorts.”