I felt at the bulb between her legs, it was warm, now, a little above body heat. Looking at it still with misgivings, I once more stripped off my negligee and went over to the bed.
“How do you want to do it?”
“Like a man would, of course! Try it on your back first-we can go in for variations when you're more used to it.” She came over to me. “Ooh!” She grabbed the “penis” and pulled it out a little way.
“What's the matter?”
“Well, this was made by a master; it's so designed to enable both parties to achieve orgasm. That little stopper which holds the milk in also has an even more interesting function. You may have noticed how it bulged and that the top was slightly roughened; this is because that stopper fits right over the clitoris, and, as one woman receives, the other is having her clitty constantly rubbed by the movement and if she's clever and times it properly, the two spend together. Actually, it almost obviates the double one.”
“Yes-two cocks attached to straps. The 'doer' inserts one in her own cunt first. then straps it on and shoves the other one up the 'doee.' You can get them made as one big prick with two heads: both women strap them on and work themselves on them. Rose and I preferred this model, though.”
“You've had this one before, then?”
“Oh, rather-Fred and I are old friends!”
I climbed on the bed and lay on my back, spreading my legs well and opening myself as much as possible to accommodate the big dildo.
“If you manage to spend at the same time as me will you have the strength to press the bulb?”
“Anxious?” she laughed. “No, darling-one doesn't want to have to mess about feeling between her legs for a bulb when she is having an orgasm. But as I said this was made by a master. This bulb has a certain rigidity and won't flop about like the old ones; all I have to do is press my thighs together-see?” She pressed her thighs together and opened them again quickly, as another little jet of milk shot out of the knob-head.
“Ouch!” I didn't move fast enough that time and the milk splashed on my stomach. “I hope it'll be cool enough by the time I get it inside me-that was a little too hot for comfort!”
“Don't worry — it'll be splashing about inside the balls while I'm fucking you; it'll soon be cool enough for your tender little vagina!” She got on to the bed and felt between my legs. “Hm. Your juices have stopped flowing, my sweet.”
“Am I dry there already?”
“Not completely, but you'll need a lot to help this thing up you.” She knelt over my thighs and bent double. “We'll soon put that right.”
Then her mouth was pressed to my slit, sucking and tonguing me until I had to push her away.
“Hey-you don't want me spending before you even get that great thing in me, do you? I must be almost flooded out down there!”
“You are — but I got carried away! How are the titties?”
She felt at them. “Oooh, nice! Now I'm going to do my very best to give you a baby!”
She was stretching herself out between my leg, and I watched that heavy “prick” getting closer and closer to my sex. I saw the big head dip from my view below my public hair, then it was touching me. Stella got one hand down to guide it and it began to press hard at the lips of my vulva. She manoeuvred to get it into the furrow; it slipped downwards until I could feel the smooth, rounded head waiting for entry into my vagina. A slight pressure, and the muscles started to give. She stepped and looked up at me.
“It's there, darling-do you want me to…?”
“Yes-go on,” I whispered tensely, nodding.
She pushed a little harder and the knob slipped in about half way; a harder push and I sucked my breath in sharply as the whole head went in. It felt even bigger than I thought it would. Stella waited to see how I took it, then pushed another inch or so into me-and another. Lord, how it stretched me that first time!
She let me have two or three inches with a little more vigour, this time I couldn't stifle a groan as the hard rubber tool sank still further into my belly.
“Pull your knees right back, darling,” she advised. “Hold them there.”
I pulled my legs right back until my thighs rested on stomach, my knees touching my breasts.
“That's better-now spread them as wide as you can.” I did so. “You'll find it easier that way-it opens you right up.”
I lay back, holding my legs as Stella forced a little more of the dildo into me.
“How-how long is it, Stella,” I panted.
“Oh, about nine or ten inches, I suppose-why?”
“I must have more than half of it up me by now- give me the rest all in one go!”
“Are you sure, Rita? It'll hurt!”
“Go ahead-this is only prolonging the agony. Let's get the agony over with and get on with the pleasure!” I gritted my teeth and held my legs tightly, shutting my eyes, as Stella drew back a little way and prepared to lunge into me.
“Now, darling.” She whispered, then her hips plunged down at my pelvis, thrusting the whole thing up me with one vicious thrust. I started to squeal and she clapped a hand over my mouth.
“Oh, oh. Stella,” I gasped when she took her hand away. “That was sheer torture! It feels as though it's filling the whole of my belly!” Indeed, it felt as though my vagina had been split from the entrance on up to the womb!”
“It'll be all right in a moment, darling,” she whispered. “I didn't realise you would be so tight, or I would have waited and got hold of a smaller size to start you off with.”
She lay at full length on top of me, her arms under my back. Our breasts were flattened together and I could feel her stiffened nipples pulsing on mine.
“Put your legs over the backs of my thighs now- don't press in too tightly on them, though, or you'll have hot milk squirting up you before you're ready for it! Tell me when you feel like going on.”
I locked my legs over her thighs and slipped my arms round her neck.
“The pain's beginning to disappear already — kiss me!” I drew her face down and our mouths opened as they met; we gently sucked and licked around inside each other's mouths and she rolled her breasts on mine. I began to move my hips a little, still feeling that hard shaft huge inside me, stretching the channel to the limit.
“Let me try-you should be well lubricated by now.” Stella carefully lifted her hips a few inches and then lowered them slowly. “There-how does that feel?”
I had felt the ponderous movement as “Fred” moved the few inches back and in again, but it could no longer be called a pain, although I was still tender from that self-invoked thrust.
“It's improving-I skill feel very distended, though. Try some more.”
This time, she drew back until only the knob was left inside, then it was driving in again, but very slowly and I raised my hips to meet it. Its journey was much more smooth and gliding. She did it again, a little faster and I lifted my bottom clear of the bed, to meet her half way, feeling the bulb bounce against the cheeks as it jerked forward.
“Getting all nice and slippery, now, dear,” I breathed, excitement mounting as pain vanished. “Do it a little faster.”
Gradually, the speed of our jerking hips increased; I locked arms and legs tightly about her, bringing another warning not to squeeze her thighs too much, as I went all passionate.
Now she was thrusting strongly into me and I was jerking up enthusiastically to meet her. In and out she pushed that great dildo until I was whimpering and whispering all sort of erotic endearments against her lips. She began doing the same, obviously very close to an orgasm. I paused in puzzlement for a moment, wondering how she managed it, until I remembered that the stopper was constantly rubbing against her clitoris as she fucked me- yes, I was that far gone!
She did it just like Phil, holding me very tight and moving back and forth in seemingly tireless thrusts. Through habit, I took it just as I did when Phil had me, arms and legs wrapped round her, my mouth and were the long, dark hair that fell forward to tickle my tongue ever in attendance on hers. The only differences were the smooth face and her lovely big titties all squashy on mine-and Phil didn't have big sexy nipples like we did!
“Oh, darling; oh, darling,” she was moaning, as she gave me each thrust, her voice all thick and trembly. “Love you; love you, darling!”
