We went to the bed and lay down beside Leonora. She was working the dildo in and out of her slit with tremendous speed now. Sweat was dripping from her face and she puffed in lust and passion.
“Come on, you two… stop frigging one another… start to fuck… here on the same bed with me. Mitzy, open your legs for him! Let him enter your cunt with his dong! Look at my dong going in and out of my slit… it's so lovely, dear… to be filled with a cock… here, let me help you…”
Leo took his fingers from my cunt and I stopped frigging his throbbing prick. Leaving the dildo in her cunt, Leonora closed her hand around his prick and guided it to my dripping slit. The poor dear couldn't stop herself from wanking him four or five times before she allowed him to enter my hungry cunt.
Maybe she would have the pleasure of being fucked sometime-I hoped she would. The bulging head entered my slit and in one stroke Leo pushed it up my cunt. We were too far gone to play around any longer and immediately after he had it in he started to fuck me in a frenzy. Closing my legs around his waist, I bucked up and down, meeting each one of his strokes.
Leonora had taken up her masturbating again and a flood of obscenities accompanied our fucking and her frigging.
The dildo in her cunt made a sopping noise when she moved it in and out and Leo's prick in my cunt was playing the same sort of tune. In a symphony of lovemaking music we came simultaneously.
We finished off by making a full sucking circle. I cleaned Leo's prick of mine and his juices, while Leonora was doing the same to my cunt while she had her dripping slit licked by Leo.
It had been a very entertaining day off for me and the next day, when Leonora left, she made me a present of the dildo. She could not have given me a greater pleasure.
CHAPTER SEVEN
In the previous episode I have told you how Leonora, my lesbian countess, had made me a present of her dildo. I still have the delightful thing and ever since I have made good and proper use of it. In fact, while writing of Leonora, I became so excited I pushed it up my slit.
My own story had excited me again and right after I finished it, it exploded in me and I had to lay down my pen in order to satisfy my urge to come. Sitting at the table, my pen had fallen from my useless hand… useless for writing, that is… not for other things…
I pushed my chair away from the table and looking at my own hand, armed with the dildo as it was, I deeply frigged myself with my lovely rubber friend. My wells of cunt juice were opened to full capacity and my cunt lips opened delightfully to the familiar invasion of the dildo. Oh, yes… I'm so familiar with it now… so well acquainted with its use… with its firmness… its everlasting firmness. I had the eight inches of stiff rubber prick up my slit, when Delia, my employer, friend and constant, faithful female lover, came in. Her husband is my permanent male lover and like him, she is always there to make love to me, like she is now. Later on I will tell you how I met them and became their maid and companion in their sexual adventures. But let me tell you about my little interlude during the writing of my story first.
I was well on my way to have a glorious orgasm when she came to help me get what I wanted. I loved her for doing this, for she is a marvelous wanker and sucker.
“I've been reading the last chapter over your shoulder, darling,” she said, “and I know exactly how you must feel right now, because your story also made my slit dripping wet… In fact, I have been fingering myself for some time now, although I managed to stop myself from coming. Here, let me help you. Let me masturbate you with our rubber friend… Lean back and enjoy the pleasure I'm going to give you. You know I love to make you come with the darling thing… I'm going to give myself a good rubdown at the same time…”
“Oh, would you, darling… would you please make me come… I'm longing for it so much… I can't hold out any longer… my story… reliving all those wonderful moments have been too much for me… please make me come… frig me, darling… so I can cream. Oh yes, that's it, move your hand like that… dildo me… there's nobody better with it than you are! Love me, Delia… love me…”
Delia had closed her hand around the dildo and in perfect rhythm moved it in and out of my dilating slit. Everybody present in the room could hear the sopping noise her dildo-ing made. They gathered around the two of us, grateful as they were for this opportunity to renew their own lusts and vigor while watching the little show we offered them. Being completely naked as I was, had been since the orgy started tonight, Delia's other hand closed around my breast and tickled the hardened nipple…
I sighed in pleasure when she handled me like this and I couldn't stop my eyelids from fluttering. When I was over the first wave of delight raging through my body, I focused my attention on Delia's lovely form. Her luscious breasts with their hardened nipples had just that tiny amount of drooping which made them appealing to most men, and women, for that matter.
My friend being the person she is has just as many women friends as men friends. She is so good at making love I don't think there exists anybody in the world able to resist her advances for very long. At least the people I have seen her paying her attention to so far have all fallen for her charms, and I can't blame them. She is such a wonderful person to be with, such a good lover-I can honestly say I'm very much in love with her myself. Which of course doesn't stop me from having other friends on the side.
Anyway, Delia would not want me to love only her. It's her sincerest belief that people can be in love with quite a few more persons than one, like society wants us to believe. We, that is, Delia, John, her husband, myself and our mutual friends don't act like society wants us to act at all. In fact, we love the way we live and we would like to have all people behaving like we do. Life would be so much nicer and more interesting for a lot of people if they did. But back to the story.
Looking at Delia's belly I once again marveled at the delightful roundness of it. Without it being fat or bulky, mind you. And the crown on her body was her lovely bush of pubic hairs, covering her rather pronounced cunt.
She was standing spread-legged beside the chair I was seated on and I could clearly see her opened cunt- lips. She must have been rubbing herself something awful and I promised myself and her to make love to her. The juice that was flowing from her passion flower had enticingly wet the hairs, some of it clinging in sticky drops to the insides of her lovely thighs.
My passions were on full height now, but they still seemed to rise when I looked down at my own body. My cunt lips, stretched as they were by the dildo, were closed tight around the fat stem and sensual pleasure rocked my body when Delia moved the stiff rubber poker in and out of my crack. Suddenly she started to move the dildo faster and I looked up from between my legs to find out what had made this change in her frigging speed. I could have guessed it. Her hand was between her legs, closed over her hairy mound. Her forefinger had disappeared between the wet lips of her cunt as she was frigging herself. Like the lady she was, her little finger pointed up daintily.
Bringing my head close to her pussy I could very distinctly smell her savory cunt juice. As always, it set me all afire and made my mind reel in longing for the taste of it. I took her hand away from her cunt and replaced it with my mouth. She didn't make any objections to this… I would have been very surprised if she had done so. She loves to have her pussy sucked by me and many a morning after John has left to go to his office, I go up to her room and cuddle with her in the big bed.
We spend the good part of the morning in bed then, forgetting anything but sucking one another to orgasm after orgasm. She is always eager to receive me in the morning and I'm always eager to bring her to orgasm with my tongue.
So she didn't complain now; instead, she spread her legs even farther to make it easier for my tongue to enter her to its fullest. The slightly salted taste was like nectar in my eager-mouth. She must have been pissing just before she decided to watch me write my story and knowing I like the spicy taste of fresh piss, did not bother to wipe her slit.
Making slobbering noises, I sucked her delightful cunt while Delia pumped my dilating slit with the huge rubber prick. Both of us felt happy, luscious, beautiful in our mutual pleasure. Soon, all too soon, our pleasure ended in a glutenous orgasm.
Delia flooded my mouth with the stickiness of her cunt-juice while I abandoned my spunk over the shaft of the reaming dildo. But it was very relieving and I was able to continue my memoirs after this little interlude.
