"Don't you dare cum until I tell you to!" Sarah said channelling the dominatrix in her.
"Oh my God! Oh, jeez. Oh, I mean... sure. Whatever you say."
"Good girl. See you tomorrow. Bye now!"
"Bye."
As I hung up the phone, I felt like a nasty bitch for telling Alex she could not cum until I told her too. At the same time, I wondered if she would be able to keep her hands off her pussy for longer than ten minutes until 6pm Saturday. She sounded like she was about to cum right there on the phone. I knew if someone told me I could not cum for 24 hours, I would never make it. My pussy was already getting damp from thinking about what I was putting poor Alex through. I planned to make it up to her, though. I was going to make her cum until she begged me to stop.
After calling Alex I was on my way to the restaurant. Dinner was perfect. The food was delicious and the service was excellent. My waiter kept my glass so full that I lost track of how much I had had to drink and I had to run to the restroom to pee. On my way there I noticed that I was attracting a lot of looks but I was too desperate to get to the ladies' room to pay any attention.
When I finished, I checked myself over carefully in the mirror. Everything was where it should be. I pulled my pants up into my crack again to make sure that they covered my hair. Some of my girlfriends had told me that they hated thongs and g-strings because they could not stand the feeling of having something up their crack. I couldn't understand that because I loved the sensation of having something against my sensitive parts. I couldn't wear underwear with the clothes I had on, but having the seam of the pants riding up between my cheeks and my pussy lips was even better. I smoothed the pants out so they clung to me like a second skin.
The jacket was cut so that only the sides and front of my breasts were covered. The material was sheer enough to show the outline of the parts that it covered and in a good light, like the bright light over the mirror, you could make out the outline of my nipples. On impulse, I opened the jacket and pulled on my nipples until they swelled up. Then I closed the jacket again with my breasts hiked up even higher, so that my nipples were just covered but their outline was clearly visible through the jacket. Leaving the restroom, I walked slowly back to my table.
This time I looked around so I could appreciate the looks I was getting. I was surprised to see so many people stop eating to look. Some of them even pointed me out to their dinner companions. It seemed to me that I was attracting just as much attention from the women as the men. I had been afraid that my clothes would be too much for this fancy restaurant, but I saw many women who were showing just as much skin as I was. Some of the most admiring looks I got were from the women I would have considered competition.
Even girls who were envious of me would find me attractive. I was going to have to learn to relate to people completely differently. It was clear that I was going to attract attention. I could probably have walked through the restaurant wearing a burlap bag and still attracted attention. Wearing clothes that showed off my figure would attract more, but I refused to dishonour this wonderful gift by covering up the magnificent result.
I wondered if that made me egotistical. I didn't feel that way. I felt like the proud owner of a beautiful work of art. I wanted to show it off so everyone could enjoy it. I thought perhaps the other women who were looking at me so admiringly understood this. I smiled back at the next woman who looked at me admiringly and I nodded to her. She looked me right in the eyes and for a second I felt that we connected, that there was a sense of shared experience.
It seemed that I arrived back at the table way too soon. I wanted to make another trip around the room. I smiled at the impulse. Although I hadn't exactly been a wallflower, I had never been that much of an exhibitionist before; but I was certainly turning into one. As I sat back down, I remembered the construction workers in the truck watching me cum. Knowing that someone was watching me added a lot to the experience, as though I were sharing my pleasure with them.
Before, I had thought of sex as a personal, intimate thing. This may have been because the average number of people who had been involved in each of my sexual experiences was equal to one. As my sexual horizon broadened, I understood that my sex life would be far more varied; way more interesting; and probably a good bit more public than I had ever dreamed. As far as my appearance was concerned, I may as well have been carrying a big flashing sign saying 'LUST'.
I was excited to see how my roomies would react to this latest development. Anyway, I was planning a sexy surprise for them when they come back tomorrow. Rather, I would be a sexy surprise.
I did meet a woman in her late 20's or early 30's, at the restaurant. She had black hair down past her shoulders, light grey eyes, pale skin and a lovely, heart-shaped face.
"Hi," I said, looking into her gray eyes. I was still trying to think what to say to her.
"Hi, yourself." She grinned.
"I am Sarah."
"Jan."
"I am too horny for niceties. Your place or mine." I was as honest as possible.
"My place is nearby", Jan said
We were soon driving to her place. She guided me to her room and closed the door after me. We sat down together. I put my hands around her cause it felt good to have my hand against her naked skin.
The situation was so unexpected that I started to giggle. When I did, so did she. She had a high-pitched laugh that reminded me again of a little mouse and we both gave in to a giggling fit that ended with both of us lying on the bed in each other's arms. I was very attracted to the stranger, on impulse, I kissed her. I figured I was entitled. After all, I had her naked and in her bed. She kissed back. I decided I liked her on the spot. She must have liked me too because she kept kissing me. I pulled my head back to break the kiss, but I kept my lips a fraction of an inch from hers.
We kissed again. She was a good kisser. Without thinking about it I put my hand on her breast and cupped her nipple in my palm. She moaned and I felt her arm around my back pull us closer. She broke the kiss this time. I kept my hand where it was.
"Hey, by the way, you are old enough right?" Jan asked hesitantly.
"No, I'm only five. I'm just very advanced for my age. Also, would you stop if I was not?"
"You are funny… And stop pulling my nipple if you don't want to get raped."
I sat up and straddled her hips, pinning her to the bed. I grabbed my top with both hands and pulled it over my head. Lowering myself over her, I let my breasts press into hers. "But I'm just a little girl!" I said in a childish voice. "Please don't rape me!"
"Oh, jeeez," she said. "Those are really nice. You're fantastic. You're beautiful. Going to jail is worth it."
I was so looking forward to getting my cherry popped that my pussy juice had run down my legs to my knees. I stepped out of my pants, hopped onto the bed and started rubbing my pussy.
"You know Jan, I am a virgin." I continued in the childish voice.
"Seriously!!!??" Jan asked clearly surprised.
I nodded. Seeing me nod seemed to set her off in some way.
Jan undressed quickly. She must have been nearly as aroused as I was. She ran to the bathroom and came back with a bath towel that she stuck under my ass. I realized that this was to keep my blood off the bedspread and I got even more excited. I was about to be changed from a girl to a woman.
I watched Jan as she went into her big walk-in closet and come back with a pink plastic dildo attached to some straps. She stepped into the straps and pulled them up around her waist and her legs. When she tightened the straps, the dildo stood straight out from between her legs. It looked like she had a pink cock. She squirted something from a small clear bottle into her hand and rubbed it over the head of the dildo. When she came over to the bed, I got so excited that I started to breathe hard and fast.
I must have looked scared, laying there on the bed, waiting on her to stick that big pink think in me and make me bleed. She took my hand and put it on the dildo. She started fucking the dildo through my fingers. I could feel the slick lube on the plastic. The dildo must have been only about six inches long, but to me it seemed gigantic.
I had one hand on the dildo and one on my pussy, stroking both. I slowly started to pull the dildo toward my small opening. Jan responded to my pull. She pulled my legs toward her so that my rear end was almost hanging off the edge of the bed. She put the head of the dildo into my pussy, slid it in until she felt the resistance of my hymen and looked me in the eyes.
"Last chance," she said. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
I was breathing so fast I was close to fainting. My clit was so hard I would have cum if she blew on it. The feeling of the dildo in my pussy was pushing me quickly over the edge into another climax. I nodded and said, "Do it. Fuck me!"
She grabbed hold of my ass and braced her legs against the bed frame. She pulled back her hips a couple of inches. Before I had a chance to change my mind, she rammed her hips forward, driving the dildo into my pussy.
The sensation of the base of the dildo grinding into my clit fired off my orgasm. My legs went around Jan's butt and locked. I pulled her into me and held on as tightly as I could while I came all over the dildo inside my pussy. She lay down on top of me and put her arms around my arched back, riding me as I bucked like a wild horse on the bed. I was so keyed-up and my orgasm came so quick after she pounded the dildo into me that I didn't feel any pain at all. It wasn't until several minutes later when my orgasm had faded, that I felt anything other than pure pleasure.
Jan pushed herself up off me and slowly pulled the dildo out. I felt a slight sting, but nothing like the pain I had been expecting. When it was out, I could see a couple of smears of my blood against the plastic before she wiped it off on the towel. Then she pulled the towel up between my legs like a diaper and closed my legs over it.
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I peered down over her shoulder, into the big walk-in closet. There was a large collection of sex toys in there. They were all shapes, sizes, colours and types.
"My goodness! It's a whole store! How many do you have?"
"A lot. Oh! I have a better idea," she said. She walked back into the closet and brought a long black double-headed dildo. "We can use this one and do each other together."
"Oh, wow! That's big. Is that going to fit my little pussy?"
"If you're trying to get me hot again, that kind of talk will certainly do it. Let's get back on the bed so we don't get rug burns."
We rubbed our pussies together some to get the juices flowing again. It didn't take long for me to get well-lubricated. Jan pushed one end of the dildo between us and twisted it around, getting it wet. When she slid away, I spread my knees and grabbed my ankles to hold my legs apart. She stroked my pussy with the tip of the dildo until my labia spread apart and my opening was running with juice. She pushed the head of the dildo against my little hole and it slowly slipped into me. The feeling was a totally new experience. I had never had something that big inside me before. The dildo she had used to break my cherry was much thinner than this. I could feel this one pressing on the inside of my vagina all the way around. I was being stretched for the first time and I totally loved it.
After every inch she pushed it in, she would stop and work it around, loosening me up before pushing in further. She had four inches of it inside me when I felt my vaginal muscles start to close around the big dildo in response to the intrusion.
"Just try to relax," she coached me. "You will get used to it in a little while. Try to remember the feeling of which muscles are working, so you can do it yourself, later. These are the muscles that you use to squeeze a real cock when you get one in you. It will drive a man crazy when you grab his cock with your pussy."
Even though I was almost delirious with arousal, I tried to focus on the muscles in my vagina. I could feel them move, and after a few tries, I could twitch them a little when I tried. I still could not make them stop when I wanted, though. It seemed as if my pussy had a mind of its own and I could only make suggestions about what I wanted it to do.
After a few minutes, they seemed to stop on their own. When she saw me relax, Jan pushed some more of the dildo into me. Gradually, about eight inches went in. The next time she pushed I felt a totally different sensation. It was sort of like pain, sort of like pressure, and made me really hot. My mouth dropped open and my eyebrows shot up my forehead.
Seeing my reaction, Jan said, "It just hit your cervix. That's as far as it will go until you get stretched out more. With practice, you can take bigger and longer cocks. Some of the biggest are over a foot long."
"NO WAY!" I said, incredulously. My experience with the things boys carried around in their pants was extremely limited and mostly from rumour, but it seemed unbelievable that they could grow that big. It was even more unbelievable that I might be able to get something that size into my little pussy.
"I said 'over'. A very few men have cocks up to sixteen inches long. That's twice the size of your vagina at the moment. They get thick, too. My Ex boyfriend's was as thick as a soda can. It took me quite a while to get stretched out so I could take that monster, but I managed it and it was a lot of fun getting there."
All this talk of giant cocks was making me hotter than I had ever been. Imagining men with huge cocks ramming them into me over and over had my juice practically squirting out of my pussy around the dildo Jan was twisting in me.
"Do you like feeling it touch your cervix? Some women do, but some say it hurts."
"Oh, God! I like it. It feels... like it's trying to get into my womb!" I had lost control of my vaginal muscles completely. They weren't even taking suggestions anymore. They were just spasming all over the dildo, making it twitch in random directions. I had thought it was Jan twisting it, but it was just me.
"Hang on a minute," she said, seeing how I was so into this, "let me join you." She took the other end of the long dildo and slid it into her own pussy. It went into her much easier than it had into me, but she still had to pause a couple of times before it was all the way in. I heard her gasp each time. Finally, she had it all the way in and we were each impaled on opposite ends of the big black dildo. There was still about an inch of plastic showing between us. If we wanted to rub our clits together, we were going to have to work at taking more of the big rod. I started working my hips around to see if I could squirm more of the dildo into me. Since I was tighter than she was, I had the better grip on the dildo. Every move I made was echoed on the other end. If I pushed down, it shoved the dildo into her. If I pulled back, it pulled out of her. It was as if I had grown a cock and was fucking her with it. I wanted to try to make her cum first, but every time I moved, I got lost in the sensations in my own pussy. If we were going to do this, some teamwork would be necessary.
We each got a good hold on the other's legs and began to pull and push on each other. This allowed us to anticipate the motion and get a rhythm going. I quickly realized that I would not last very long at all doing this. The sensations were just too intense. Every time we pulled together, the head of the dildo would hit my cervix and I would almost get pushed over into a climax.
Somewhere during all this the extra inch of the dildo disappeared and I could feel Jan's pussy touching mine. The feeling of our labia rubbing together around the dildo was too much for either of us to take.
"Oh, this is wonderful!" Jan cried out. "I'm going to cum. I can't stop. Oh! Cum with me!"
I was right there with her. I gasped, "Me too! Oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh Yesssssss!"
I lost my hold on her legs and just flopped onto the bed twitching and jerking as the second climax took over my body.
I abandoned all attempts to keep control and let myself go completely. The contractions in my pussy grew very strong as I came. I felt Jan's legs intertwine with mine, locking us together. My orgasm went on a long time, mostly because every time either of our pussies tugged the dildo, the motion would be transmitted through the shaft to the other. This way, we shared everything the other felt. It was a fantastic experience. I wondered how much better it would be to actually have a real live hard cock throbbing in my pussy. I thought the feelings of shared intimacy must be amazing.
We lay on the bed with the dildo connecting us while we recovered. I felt limp, excited, tired, energized, and high; all at the same time. As my pulse slowed to a more normal rate, the afterglow washed over me. I noticed that the feeling of euphoria and well-being that I usually had after an orgasm was different after the second one. If I came and then let myself fully recover, it was a golden glow of slowly fading pleasure. If I came again before it faded completely, the next was much stronger and there was more of a feeling of a prolonged climax than a pleasant glow. I wondered what it would feel like if I came a third time in a row.
As I idly stroked Jan's legs where they wrapped around my torso, I focused on the muscles in my vagina. They had finally stopped contracting on their own and I tried to see if I could get them to flex under my control. I closed my eyes and let myself drift as I tried to talk to my pussy. After a few wrong moves, I found the right channel. It was a tenuous connection at best, but I knew it would get better with practice. I knew I had never been able to do this before because it would have been impossible to get the right feedback without something filling my vagina. While I was playing, Jan raised her head.
"What on earth are you doing?" She asked. "I was just coming down and here you are getting me worked up again."
I had forgotten that whatever I did on my end, she could feel on hers as well. "Just testing something." I told her. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Noooooo. You keep going. I'll just tag along for the ride, if you don't mind. Girl, you have enough stamina for a room full of women."
"OK, you just relax. There is something I want to know." I wrapped my arms around her legs and started working my stomach, my hips, and my pussy. I danced on the dildo like a belly-dancer. Instead of pushing and pulling, I concentrated on squeezing and flexing muscles that until now, I did not know I had. As I worked myself toward another climax, I heard Jan begin to moan with pleasure at the sensations I was sending through our plastic connection. Soon, she began to whimper and shake and I knew I had worn her out. She had gone completely passive and was just letting herself be carried along to another climax.
By just concentrating on my own pleasure I was able to work myself into a frenzy of arousal in only a few minutes. It was deliciously liberating to be able to focus entirely on reaching climax. I put my whole attention and my entire being into making myself cum. Even though Jan and I were as together as two people could be, allowing myself to be completely selfish with the pleasure I was feeling made it possible for me to reach a much higher level of arousal. I felt like every nerve in my body had a direct connection to my clit. The sexual power I was generating felt almost like a physical thing. I felt radiant. I felt glorious. I felt like I was crackling with electricity.
Where most of my orgasms came on suddenly and hit me in a rush, this one crept up slowly, building to a higher level than I had ever felt before. I reached for it. I welcomed it. I merged with it. I surrendered to it. There was no peak, no jolt, no rollercoaster-drop feeling this time. I just kept going higher and higher into a purer sensation of ecstasy than I had ever felt. The climax pushed everything else out of my head and completely took over. I was totally detached from rest of the world. Thought ceased and I became pleasure itself. My whole world was one pure, clear note of ecstasy and my body rang with it.
I have no idea how long I stayed in that place. The sensation was total and absolute. Time did not exist. Thought did not exist. Change did not exist.
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