Chapter 7

Connie felt the beautiful Japanese woman's long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Emily's lower lip was moving against Connie's clitoris as Emily's tongue - long enough to touch the tip of her own nose - tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette's G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn't quite that long - but Connie bucked and writhed in joyful appreciation of the effort.

The combination of Emily's enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Kim's voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Connie cumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.

Finally, Emily knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Connie's still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed, and her little nipples were stone-hard. Connie motioned to her. Both Emily and Kim snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after their passionate indulgence.

"I thought I was turning inside-out," Connie panted to Emily. "That was just beautiful!"

"I love making love to your femininity," Emily said, with her slight accent and oddly archaic English. "Your taste is delicious, and your labia are perfectly formed - and so delicate! I could kiss them for hours!"

Connie kissed Emily's forehead and cupped one rounded breast. Emily's tits were as amazing in their way as Kim's. Though less abundant than the beautiful young dance student's, Emily's breasts were perfectly proportioned to her elegant curves and were much more full than Connie would have expected from an Asian. And they were so firm!

Kim's breasts were fabulous in their own right. For one thing, they were large and firm, jutting with all the gravity-defying exuberance of her youth. But the true marvels were her nipples. They were not the usual areoles surrounding pointed nozzles; the entire ends of her breasts were like huge nipples, swelling as hard and large as the shell of a walnut.

"I feel so empty inside!" Connie whispered, writhing between her two lovers. "Kim! Toy time!"

Kim's eyes sparkled. She kissed Connie's cheek, then rolled across the wide waterbed to the edge. She grabbed the tote bag from beside the bed and knelt up straight, a vision of lush, abundant curves. With her rich tangle of hair falling disheveled about her face, she was lust, personified.

With a flourish, Kim opened and upended the bag. The dildos and vibrators and lubricants tumbled to the undulating surface of the bed.

Emily crawled on all fours across Connie's torso, knees on one side and hands on the other, to inspect the collection. "Oh, my!" she exclaimed.

Connie sat up, her abdominal muscles rippling. "I want you two to agree to do whatever I tell you, now, OK?"

Kim nodded at once; after a moment, Emily agreed, as well.

"Kim, outfit Emily with one of the Joni's Butterflys, and pick a dildo for me. Grease it up good."

"OL, boss."

"Whatever you wish."

Kim selected exactly the dildo Connie had expected - the big 20-inch double dong - and lubed it with half of a tube of K-Y. Connie took the butt-plug and lubed it. She held it out to Emily, who took it by the flat base, examining it as if she'd never been in the Pink Pussycat Boutique and seen one on display.

"For Kim."

"Ah!" Emily said as Connie took the remote control for the Joni's Butterfly from Kim. The latex rectangle contained a small vibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman's labia, was covered with low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily's sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.

Connie carefully thumbed the slide control to its lowest setting and watched Emily's eyes widen - then half-close as her hips began to trace tiny circles of pleasure.

Connie lay back slowly, legs wide. "You, too, Kim," she said, a gesture indicating Kim was to mirror her position, so their pussies would be open and nearly in alignment.

"Emily, put that dildo into us."

"Oh, yesss..." Emily's voice was a lusty sigh as she hefted the large double-dong. She frowned as she looked at Connie's little cunt.

"Don't worry - my husband is almost as thick. I want it!"

Emily bent gracefully at the waist and put her face near the cuntal juncture. She smiled, and that long tongue came out to lick Connie's cunt, then Kim's. Both recipients moaned and rolled their hips with pleasure.

Connie tensed with anticipation when she felt Emily fitting the fat knob of the artificial cock into her cunt lips. She felt herself stretching and giving way, slowly and with just a hint of the most wonderfully delicious discomfort. She thumbed the control on the Butterfly higher. Emily emitted a polite, lady-like squeal and pushed the head of the dildo into Connie's cunt.

Connie felt as if she couldn't catch her breath. She struggled to regain control of her breathing long enough to say, "Kim - hold the butt-plug."

As Emily handed the butt-plug to Kim, she worked more of the fat dildo up Connie's hungry little cunt. Three, four, five inches slid in, stretching and reaming her cunt in the most wonderful way.

"Put the other end into Kimberly," Connie instructed. She groaned again as she felt the dildo flex and move inside her, responding to Emily's efforts to align it. Kim's sigh and grunt of pleasure informed her when the insertion was made. Connie groped blindly till her fingers found Kim's. They gripped each other's hands and began working their cunnies toward contact, swallowing more and more of the big double dildo.

Connie felt Kim's soft pubic hair against her labia. "Roll a little," she gasped.

Kim rolled halfway onto her side, and Connie forced their cunts completely together.

Connie managed to focus her gaze on Emily. The beautiful Japanese woman was staring with heavy-lidded eyes at the lewd sight of two lovely women impaling themselves on opposite ends of the same out-sized rubber cock. The sight was having its effect. Emily's face, throat and chest were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid and her nipples were so swollen, they looked ready to burst. Her soft lips were parted and slightly and from time to time, the tip of her tongue flickered across them.

"Stick that plug up Kim's little backside," Connie breathed.

Emily jerked, as if startled. She bent at the waist and kissed Kim's luxuriant hip as she slid the butt-plug into position.

Connie felt Kimberly's stiffening when it began to penetrate, then heard the deep sigh of contentment as the little rubber construct was securely lodged. She pulled on Kim's hand to make her lay back flat on the bed and began slowly hunching her hips, fucking Kimberly with the double dong while she fucked her own overheated little pussy.

"Get down here and lick us both!" Connie hissed.

Emily didn't need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lips explored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia - or as much as she could reach - and finally moved between two swollen clits.

It was there that Emily was in her glory, and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink tuning fork, flicking at the tips of the two engorged clitorises. Connie reached down with one hand to cup Emily's breast. She closed her fingertips around the tiny, hard nipple and pulled on it slightly. She was rewarded with the soft exhalation of Emily's groan of pleasure.

Connie pinched the nipple hard, and Emily shook and shivered and for a moment could only rest her cheek on Kim's shuddering abdomen. Connie reached over and fingered the garter clasp of the Joni's Butterfly around Emily's left thigh.

"Take it off," Connie ordered. "And sit on Kim's face - but don't stop licking!" Emily complied with suddenly clumsy fingers and was visibly trembling with pleasure as she slowly moved into position, Her tongue never ceased to work its wonders on the two women. Kim's groans of pleasure were muffled in the liquid softness of Emily's wet twat.

Connie slowly worked herself off the dildo, regretting the emptiness its removal left inside her spasming cunt - but looking forward even more to what was coming next.

She quickly reversed herself on the bed, licking the insides of Kim's quivering, wide-flung thighs. She gripped the end of the dildo and pumped it quickly, almost savagely, in and out of Kim's young cunt. The strawberry blonde gasped and bucked at the combined stimuli of Emily's tireless tongue and the huge rubber phallus inside her. Connie pushed more and more of the big fucker into her girlfriend, till fully a foot of it was buried inside Kim's hungry cunt.

And then she pulled it out, completely.

Connie heard Kim's muffled howls of frustration and saw how her cunt still gaped and drooled. She knew what Kim was feeling, what Kim craved. She groped for and found a tube of the K-Y and smeared it on her fingers.

Then she slipped three fingers into Kim's twat.

"Yes!" Even muffled by Emily's muff, Kim's cry was clearly audible. Connie tucked a fourth finger into Kim's sopping pussy and waggled her digits back and fourth in the wet pool of Kim juice. Kim screamed and bucked her hips. Connie kept it up for more than a minute, then slid her fingers out of her beautiful friend and moved up on the bed.

"My turn on her face," she whispered to Emily, her voice raspy with lust. Emily sat up slowly and turned passion-glazed eyes on Connie.

"My turn," Connie repeated, and Emily slowly hoisted herself off Kim's face.

Connie looked at the strawberry blonde's face and saw Kim was absolutely soaked with Emily's juices. Kim's face was slack, her lips were open, her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess - and her tongue was still outstretched.