The woman hadn't ever had even one orgasm before she walked through the door, and she was well on her way to her fourth! Tasha, on the other hand, would be happy with just one…
'Ah ha!' Tasha cried, wiggling out of her skirt and pulling her blouse over her head, not even bothering with the buttons. Her bra joined the rest of her clothes on the floor and she saw Ashley's eyes moving over her briefly, lingering at her completely shaved mound, before Tasha mounted up on the Sybian behind her.
'Like a horse,' Ashley murmured, reaching behind her for Tasha's arms and wrapping them around her.
'Giddyup,' Tasha agreed, cupping the woman's heavy breasts with a sigh. She'd been aching to do that since she first saw them, and the weight of them didn't disappoint her. Ashley shoved forward a little to give her space, although with the dildo up inside of her, there wasn't much wiggle room.
If Tasha hadn't been so narrow, they might not have fit, and she was thankful that Ashley had chosen an attachment that stretched all the way from the front of the machine to the back. She settled her wet, aching pussy over the machine with a happy sigh, fitting her hips against the soft, rounded seat of Ashley's behind.
'You feel good,' Ashley murmured as Tasha pressed her breasts into the woman's back and pushed her hair aside to kiss her neck. 'Ohhh I like this…!'
'Me, too,' Tasha whispered, her mouth moving over the woman's shoulder. They rocked together, their breath coming fast in the little room. Tasha knew it wouldn't take her long at all to come, at least the first time. Her pussy was humming with pleasure, her belly quivering in anticipation.
'Ohhhh God!' Ashley moaned, cupping her own hands over Tasha's, leaning her head back against the woman's shoulder. 'I can't stand it!'
'Yes you can,' Tasha insisted, rocking her with her hips, moving her forward and back on the machine as the dildo up inside Ashley's pussy whirled. 'Ride with me, honey. You can do it.'
'Something inside me…' Ashley whispered, and Tasha could feel the woman's fleshy thighs trembling against slim ones. 'Is… is…'
'It's okay…' Tasha bit her lip, rubbing her own clit over the flesh-colored rise between her legs. 'It will… feel different… but still really, really… oh God this feels so good!'
'Mmmm!' Ashley turned her head for a kiss, and Tasha obliged. Tasha swore she could feel the electric pulse of their tongues touching down in her pussy, where the Sybian was roaring against her clit.
'Ohhhhh fuck!' Tasha cried, breaking the kiss and gasping against Ashley's neck. 'My pussy feels soooo fucking good!'
'Mine toooo!' Ashley's fingers were digging into Tasha's thighs as they rode together, hips locked and thighs spread over the back of the machine. 'Oh something's… happening!'
Tasha knew Ashley was about to be carried away by her first g-spot orgasm but her own body was like a runaway train, and she couldn't stop to explain it or prepare her. All she could manage was, 'Hold onto me, baby,' as she wrapped her arms around the woman from behind, resting her cheek against her shoulder.
'Ohhhhh yes yes yes!' Ashley moaned, wrapping her arms around Tasha's as she came, her head going back, her long hair spilling over them both. The jolt of Ashley's body against Tasha's, again and again, sent her rocking over the ridge of the machine, her pussy making wet noises as she shoved her hips into the woman in front of her.
'Gonna come,' Tasha whimpered, bucking her hips against Ashley's as she did, her orgasm, so long-awaited, hitting like a thunderbolt, rocking them both forward and back in its wake. Ashley held tight, pulling Tasha's arms around her as she came, wiggling her behind against the woman's mound, both of them squirming in an attempt to stay on the machine.
Tasha kissed over Ashley's shoulder and neck again and again in the wake of her own orgasm, still moaning softly at the hum between her legs. She could ride again-she could ride all night, she knew, until she found that place where orgasms peaked over and over in her belly, like one, long continuous thing.
But Max was due home in an hour, and she had to clean up. Groaning, Tasha slid down, reaching for her blouse and the controller at the same time. Ashley sighed when the dials were turned down and then off. She slumped over the machine, still panting.
'Thank you,' Ashley murmured, lifting her eyes. Tasha looked into them as she buttoned her blouse, feeling a slow heat rising in her face. My God… what kind of line had she just crossed? She just nodded, pulling her panties on and searching the floor for her skirt.
Ashley slid the dildo out with a little cry, tumbling off and leaning back on the table on her elbows. Tasha glanced over and saw her pussy, the inner lips red and swollen, a thick, creamy buildup of her juices pooling at the entrance. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
'I'm really…' Tasha gave up looking for her skirt, coming over to stand by the table, her eyes meeting Ashley's. 'I haven't ever done that with… a client… or… anyone…'
Ashley nodded, pushing a strand of dark hair out of her face, her eyes large behind the squarish frames of her glasses. 'It's okay… I told you… I won't tell…'
Tasha gave her a small smile, her eyes moving down the woman's breasts and belly to rest between her thighs. 'I didn't mean for it to happen… you just… you were so…' she shrugged, at a loss for words.
'I liked it.' Ashley shifted on the table, her hips moving slightly, and Tasha couldn't take her eyes off the woman's pussy. It was so swollen and pretty… 'I'd like to do it again.'
Lifting her eyes, Tasha remembered the reason she was here, saying, 'Well… there's this club that I've started…'
'No,' Ashley cut her off, reaching her fingers down to touch herself, and Tasha's eyes fell there again, like a magnet. Ashley spread it open, easing those thick folds of flesh back a bit at a time and Tasha found herself wondering what she tasted like.
'No?' Tasha managed, the ache between her thighs nowhere near sated.
'I meant, with you,' Ashley finished, biting her lip.
Tasha met her eyes… God, those big, beautiful brown eyes. She imagined doing this again and the throb between her thighs thickened. Smiling, her hand covered Ashley's swollen mound and she murmured, 'I think that could be arranged.'
Chapter Six
Tasha was still amazed at how Max didn't seem threatened at all by the presence of the Sybian in their basement. She was riding it at least three to four times a week now. The more rides she gave out during the week, the more it seemed to call to her. Sitting on the other side of the door listening to the sounds of pleasure emanating from the little room was bad enough, but she was often called in to videotape, which was worse.
On those days, after seeing woman after woman rocking on top of the machine, the images mirroring what she'd been watching on the Internet and the DVDs they'd ordered months ago, her pussy was dripping and aching by the time Max got home for dinner. She could barely make it through the chicken stir-fry and brown rice or whatever she'd managed to throw together before racing back downstairs to the machine.
But Max didn't seem to mind. Probably because her sex drive had increased exponentially. She'd never been a slouch in that department, but now she was a powerhouse, and Max was taking it in stride. In fact, he loved nothing better than to tease her about it. And he was merciless! His fingers would creep up her thigh during dinner, his eyes bright as he pressed them against her panties. He'd just tease her a little, carrying on a normal conversation while she squirmed in her chair and poked rice around her plate, waiting for him to finish.
Today was worse than most, too, because Ashley had come again (oh God, she had come… and come!) and they had ridden double for a while. It was funny, but Tasha couldn't just settle for a five or ten minute ride anymore. One orgasm or two wasn't enough. The amount of pleasure the Sybian was able to give her just kept edging upward every time, it seemed. Tasha glanced at Max, who was getting another helping, feeling a little guilty. She hadn't told him… Ashley was still her little secret.
'Hey, baby,' Tasha said, getting up and putting her plate on the sink-a hopeful hint. 'I got a new catalog today that I want to talk to you about.'
Max leaned back in his chair, his smile widening. 'Uh-oh.'
'Look…' She found it in the stack on the counter, coming to slide her chair next to his and opening it beside
