by Amy Valenti
When they were finished, Tasha tossed three big pillows in the middle of the room, next to the Sybian set up there, and collapsed onto them. “I need a shower!”
“No point in that…” Ashley eased herself down next to her, resting her head under Tasha’s chin. “Yet.”
Tasha smiled, stroking Ashley’s thick hair. “No? Did you have something… dirty in mind?”
“Mmm hmm.” Ashley’s fingertip began to trace around Tasha’s tiny, dark-tipped nipple. “Something messy… and sticky… and sweaty…”
Tasha sighed happily, closing her eyes as Ashley’s mouth fastened itself to her breast. Her tongue was like velvet, coaxing her nipple to hardness and beyond as she drew it deep into her mouth, suckling like a baby. Tasha could even hear her swallowing. Ashley shivered when Tasha pulled the tie on her robe, opening it to reveal Ashley’s lush curves and soft flesh.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Tasha murmured as Ashley licked her way to the other breast, her leg moving over Tasha’s, her pussy hot and wet, riding up and down Tasha’s thigh. The robe was easy to slip off Ashley’s shoulders, and Tasha’s hands roamed over the woman’s flesh, feeling goosebumps rising under her fingers.
She stopped Ashley when she started kissing her way down toward Tasha’s navel, smiling and shaking her head. “No, baby. You first.”
“Me?” Ashley gasped as Tasha rolled her to her back, sitting astride her and capturing her mouth. The kiss was hot and wet, and Tasha felt Ashley melting against her, giving into the sensation, aching for more. Ashley’s hands slid up Tasha’s bare thighs, up under her skirt, finding the wet crotch of her panties and rubbing.
“I’m so wet for you, baby,” Tasha admitted, flicking her tongue over Ashley’s fat, dark nipple. “I nearly came just watching you ride tonight. You were so incredible.”
“I was?” Ashley squirmed as Tasha’s tongue moved to the other nipple, wetting it thoroughly with her tongue.
“You always are.” Tasha stood, planting a foot on either side of Ashley, and slowly unzipped her skirt. Ashley’s eyes followed its path down Tasha’s slim hips and she helped her take it off, tossing it aside. Tasha’s panties were sheer and black, the crotch a thin mesh which kept none of the moisture in. Her thighs glistened with her juices and she spread it with her fingers as Ashley watched.
“Look, baby,” Tasha urged, hooking her thumbs in her panties and pulling them down. “Look what you did to me.” Her fingers eased her swollen lips apart, showing Ashley the deep, pink inside flesh of her pussy, slick with her juices. Ashley groaned as she watched Tasha circle her clit and then slid two fingers inside of herself, pumping them slowly in and out.
“Oh God.” Ashley squirmed as Tasha walked slowly upward and then squatted above her, pussy splayed, fingers shoved deep.
“Look at that,” Tasha teased, fingering herself faster, her thumb tickling her aching clit. “You did that… watching you come, baby… God I love you coming…”
“Me, too.” Ashley smiled, reaching her tongue out toward Tasha’s slit.
“Nuh-uh.” Tasha stood, taking her fingers out and licking them, savoring the taste of herself. “You first.”
She settled herself between Ashley’s legs, kissing and nuzzling the incredible softness of her inner thighs. The smell of her was intoxicating, making Tasha hungry to taste her, but she took her time, teasing her swollen vulva with kisses and tiny licks, making Ashley quiver and moan in frustration. Tasha knew she was excited, and it wouldn’t be long before she was coming, so she wanted to make it last.
“Please!” Ashley begged, reaching for her, pressing her hips up.
Tasha smiled, giving her a sweet but brief kiss on her clit. “Tell me.”
Ashley moaned, closing her eyes. “Lick it… please… lick me…”
“Tell me dirty.” Tasha bit her lip, her eyes bright as she saw Ashley’s fly open. “Come on, do it… as dirty as you can get…”
“Lick my…” Ashley swallowed, her eyes wide. “Oh God…” Her voice dropped almost to a whisper. “Lick my cunt.”
“Mmmm.” Tasha rewarded her with her tongue, easing it wetly back and forth over Ashley’s swelling clit. “Tell me again… louder…” She kept her tongue there, pressing, promising more.
“Ohhhh!” Ashley’s hands cupped her own breasts, tweaking her nipples as she rocked her hips. “Lick my cunt, baby… please, please…”
“Mmmm hmmm!” Tasha’s tongue flickered back and forth, making Ashley rock faster, her fingers twisting her nipples now. She knew it wasn’t going to be long, and she stopped teasing altogether, fastening her mouth to Ashley’s pussy and lashing her tongue over it again and again.
“Tasha, Tasha, Tasha,” Ashley moaned, hips rising with the sensation, her thighs quivering. “Take it, baby, oh God, please, don’t stop!”
“Nn-nnn,” was all Tasha could manage, her eyes on Ashley’s face, watching the pleasure move there.
“Ahhhhh God!” Ashley tugged and twisted at her nipples, beginning to shudder with her orgasm “Ohhh my cunt, oh baby, it’s so good, make me, make me, ohhhh coming baby, baby!”
Tasha grabbed Ashley’s bucking hips in both hands, burying her face in her wetness, sucking her throbbing clit deep. She could feel Ashley’s whole pussy pulsing with her climax against her tongue, her lips, her chin, Ashley’s cunt clamping down with each quivering wave, drawing her in.
“Oh God,” Ashley moaned, reaching for her, and Tasha kissed her way up her trembling body. “So good,” Ashley whispered, her hands moving through Tasha’s short, dark hair as she nuzzled her way up Ashley’s breasts. “Oh baby, I love…” Tasha looked into Ashley’s dark eyes, her breath caught. “… your mouth…” They kissed, slowly savoring the taste of pussy between them, licking each other’s lips, lost in each other’s softness.
“Your turn?” Ashley murmured, reaching a hand down to cup Tasha’s mound.
Tasha smiled. “I want to go for a ride with you.” Ashley groaned as Tasha reached for the Sybian controls beside her. “Go get the long g-max, baby, and let’s get up on that bad boy.”
Ashley went over to the cupboard, getting one of the g-max attachments. Instead of penis-shaped, it was rounded and ridged, made to give complete g-spot stimulation. The “long” that Tasha had referred to was not the g-max itself, but the flesh-colored rubber rise it rested on, which spanned from the front of the machine to the back. It would allow both of them to spread their lips over the flesh-colored vibrating rise, while one of them slid the g-max attachment inside.
Ashley fastened the attachment onto the Sybian. “Ready?”
“My pussy can’t wait.” Tasha slipped her leg over the machine, rubbing the g-max against her hole. She would normally use lubrication, but she had been thinking about this all night, watching everyone else get off, and she was sopping wet. The g-max slid in deep and easy and she sighed softly as she settled onto the machine.
Tasha looked up at Ashley. “Come on, baby, climb on and ride with me.”
Ashley swung her leg over from behind, as if they were both sitting on the saddle of a horse, moaning as Tasha turned on the controls, making the flesh-colored ridge vibrate between their legs. Tasha wrapped Ashley’s arms around her from behind, snuggling back against her luscious body, their thighs sliding together as they rocked back and forth on the machine.
“You do me,” Tasha murmured, handing the controls to Ashley, who slowly started the g-max attachment rotating. Tasha moaned as it began to move inside of her, the combination of the vibration and rotation almost too good to bear. She leaned her head back against Ashley’s shoulder, arching her back as the machine did its work, making her pussy hum with pleasure.
“Faster?” Ashley whispered, already turning the knob. Tasha groaned, nodding, rolling her hips in circles, mimicking the machine’s motion. She was riding the wave now, higher, higher, letting it take her.
“Ahhhhh God!” Tasha cried as Ashley turned up the speed again, both vibration and rotation. Ashley’s
hips rocked faster and faster, riding the machine, wet with her juices. Tasha heard Ashley’s breath coming faster, felt Ashley’s nipples hardening against her bare back.
“Feel good, baby?” Ashley asked, maxing it out now and tossing the controls aside. She cupped Tasha’s breasts in her hands, rolling her nipples.
“Ohhhh fucccckk!” Tasha moaned, quivering all over at the extra push Ashley’s fingering of her nipples gave her toward climax. “Baby, I’m gonna…”
“Yeah,” Ashley whispered, urging her on. “Come on. Do it.”
“Oh God, I—”
“Uh-huh.” Ashley shoved her hips forward against Tasha, rocking them both.
Tasha’s hands covered Ashley’s, cupping her breasts. “Fuck, it’s—”
“That’s it!”
Tasha felt it coming, everything at once, the g-max spinning deep inside of her, the sweet vibration against her clit. “Ohhhhh Ashley, it’s soooo—”
“That’s right, all for me, come on, give it to me.” Ashley fingered Tasha’s nipples faster, making her moan and gasp.
“Yesssss!”
“Now, baby!” Ashley urged, thrusting her hips into Tasha’s, driving her onward.
Tasha shuddered with pleasure “Yes! Now! Now!”
Ashley held her tight, moaning. “NOW!” They both went over the edge together, a quivering mass of flesh on top of the Sybian as they rocked together, reveling in their own pleasure and each other’s. Tasha panted, gasping, wrapping Ashley’s arm around her as she began to slide herself off the g-max attachment.
“No,” Ashley whispered, holding her down, holding her tight. “No, don’t stop.”
“But, oh… God… I…” Tasha swallowed hard. The sensation of the machine, still going full blast inside of her, was too much.
“Come on, baby, keep going,” Ashley encouraged, rocking her hips, licking the sweat from Tasha’s neck. “I know you can… for me… come on…”
“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnn.” Tasha shook her head, twisting in Ashley’s arms, trying to get away, but it was no use. They were stuck together, sweat and sticky juices cementing them together on the machine as Ashley nudged them with her relentless hips, again, again, again…
“Ride it, Tasha.” She raked her teeth lightly over Tasha’s shoulder, nipping. “Ride it again.”
“I… ohhhhh fuckkk!” Tasha felt her body giving in, the g-max finding that spot, that glorious spot, driving her on.
“That’s so good, oh, baby, my pussy feels so good…” Ashley slipped her hand down between Tasha’s legs, opening her pussy lips so the vibration was directly against her clit.
Tasha gasped, spreading her legs in spite of herself. “Yess…”
“You feel so good…” Ashley’s hair fell thick over Tasha’s shoulders as she held on, leaning forward, riding hard now.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Tasha reached back and grabbed Ashley’s thighs, her nails digging in.
Ashley hissed and squirmed behind her. “Oh Tasha, baby, I’m so close!”
Just the sound and feel of her pushed Tasha past her edge. “Yes, yes, me too, oh fuck, again, again!”
The machine shook it from them both, their soft moans and cries filling the room as they both came, shuddering together in a wet puddle. Ashley bit Tasha’s shoulder so hard she would have teeth marks there for a week, but neither of them paid any attention as they rocked together, holding onto each other and trembling with pleasure.
Their pussies each made a wet, sucking sound on the machine as they rode it, pushing each other higher and higher.
Finally, Tasha eased forward with a groan, climbing off the spinning g-max and crawling off the machine.
“Wait.” Ashley grabbed Tasha’s hand as she reached for the controls. “Don’t.” She turned only the rotation off for a moment as she slid her own pussy down onto the g-max attachment, still slick and glistening with Tasha’s cum, and then she eased it back up, turning the knob higher and higher still.
“Oh God,” Ashley whispered, maxing it out, rolling her hips on the machine. Her eyes opened and Tasha laid there watching her, eyes wide. “Come on. Get on behind me.”
Tasha couldn’t resist the sight and sound of her up on the machine. Her body still trembling with her climax, she swung herself up behind Ashley, settling her swollen, aching pussy down onto the fleshy ridge with a soft moan.
“Hold me.” Ashley murmured, grabbing Tasha’s hands, pulling her arms around her waist. Tasha held on tight, letting Ashley lean back against her as she rode the machine. “Oh yeah… oh my God, yeah.”
Tasha slid her hand down, cupping Ashley’s mound, feeling the vibration there, knowing the g-max was rubbing deep inside her, round and round, over and over. “Oh Ashley… oh baby, I love your pussy…”
“Yes.” Ashley rolled her head back against Tasha’s shoulder, eyes half closed. Tasha kissed her cheek, the corner of her mouth, cupping her heavy breasts in her hands. Ashley let herself go in Tasha’s arms, knowing she would hold her, and she did.
Tasha buried her face in Ashley’s dark hair, murmuring, “You’re so… oh…. I love you so much.”
“Oh God, Tasha.” Ashley stiffened in Tasha’s arms for a moment, her eyes flying open.
“I love you,” Tasha whispered again, kissing her, murmuring over and over, “I love you, I love you…”
Ashley moaned, her thighs quivering, her body strung taut. “Yes, yes, oh fuck, I love you, too, baby, ohhhh my fucking God…”
Tasha cupped Ashley’s mound in one hand, her breast in the other, rocking them back and forth on the machine, faster, faster. “All mine, oh baby, yes, please, all mine… I want it, I want you, I love you…”
“Yes, yes, yes, yesssssss!” Ashley arched with her climax, pushing her hips forward and back, bucking like a horse on the saddle of the Sybian as Tasha held her. Tasha felt her own orgasm coming with Ashley trembling in her arms. She kissed Ashley, hard, sucking her tongue deep as she shoved her pussy down on the vibrating machine, splitting her slit wide and rubbing her aching clit against the shuddering, fleshy curve there. She poured everything into Ashley, gave it all to her, coming so hard her ears were ringing and she felt dizzy on top of the Sybian.
They toppled off together, smiling, dazed, and breathless, both reaching for the controls at once to turn it off. Tasha rested her head against the softness of Ashley’s stomach, letting her stroke her short, dark hair, feeling the trembling aftershocks going through Ashley’s lower belly now and then where Tasha rested her hand. They were quiet for a long time—at least, it felt like a long time to Tasha, who wondered what Ashley was thinking, feeling.
Finally, Ashley asked, “Did you mean it?” Her voice was soft, almost casual, but Tasha knew better.
She took a shaky breath and whispered, “Oh yes.” Tasha knew she was in love with her—had been in love with Ashley for a long time—but she’d been denying it to herself, pretending it was just fun, just two girls enjoying each other, just sex…
“Me, too.” Ashley’s voice was hoarse, pained, and Tasha wanted to say something to make it better, somehow. She thought of Max and winced, wondering what he would say. She loved him, too. She didn’t want to lose him. But she loved them both. So now what? She didn’t know.
They were still, just breathing together, as if moving might force some sort of action. Tasha didn’t want to break the quiet, and after a while, Ashley even stopped stroking her hair. She wondered if she’d fallen asleep—but Tasha couldn’t sleep. She didn’t think she was going to get any sleep this weekend at all.
“What’s the little red light that just went off over there?” Ashley asked softly, startling Tasha and making her head go up.
“What red light?”
“Oh, there…” Ashley half sat up on her elbows, pointing. “It’s on again. Behind the vent.”
Tasha sat, too, looking toward where Ashley was pointing. She didn’t see it at first, but when she tilted her head, there it was, a small red light lost in the dusky dark of the vent c
over. What in the world?
Tasha stood and walked over to the wall, picking up one of the stools and putting it under the vent. When she stepped up on it, Ashley was behind her, holding it steady, as Tasha peered into the vent cover. Her stomach dropped when she saw the lens cover, the cord attached—it was unmistakably a camera.
But who? And why? Tasha sat down on the stool, meeting Ashley’s puzzled eyes with her own wide, frightened ones, and realized that the question, “Now what?” had never before been more forefront in her mind, for more reasons than she could count.
Chapter Ten
“Well, look who’s home—it’s the Sybian Queen!”
Tasha gritted her teeth, whirling around at the sound of her neighbor’s voice. A six foot privacy fence separated their property and that of the Pattersons’. Ray Patterson’s head popped up over the top and he grinned down at her.
“Hello, Ray.”
“Champagne?” He raised his heavy eyebrows and grinned. “Having a party?”
Tasha hugged the bottle closer to her chest. She hadn’t seen or talked to him in the twenty-four hours since he’d dragged his wife away from their Sybian group party in a huff, and in the mystery and confusion of she and Ashley discovering the camera hidden in the basement, she had almost forgotten about her contentious neighbor.
“I liked the last party at your house we were invited to.” Ray was still talking, as if she had responded. Tasha bit the inside of her cheek and tried not to roll her eyes. The man had strong-armed his way into an invitation, and now he was claiming she invited him? “How about we have a private little party…” He lowered his voice and leaned over this fence slightly, his eyes dropping to the front of her blouse. “Just you… and me… and that little girlfriend of yours.”
Tasha swallowed hard and straightened up. “And what would your wife have to say about that?”
Ray laughed out loud, his teeth flashing white in the twilight. “What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”
