A Crescendo

Leila and Kirsten caught a cab and rode the short distance to Leila’s house, both quietly anticipating what was to come. When they arrived the two bolted from the cab so quickly that Leila nearly forgot to pay the driver. The two women darted inside as soon as the door was unlocked and their hands were all over one another. Leila peeled Kirsten out of the tight dress she wore to reveal her perfect nude body underneath and smiled as she definitely liked what she saw. She planted tiny kisses on each of Kirsten’s nipples and led her into the bedroom.

Kirsten pressed her body against Leila’s with a smile, “I seem to be at a disadvantage here. Why aren’t we both naked?” She spun Leila around and unzipped the leather dress she was wearing and pushed it off of her shoulders and onto the floor. Like Leila, Kirsten had been nude under her dress and both women reveled in the sight of each others bodies. They came together for a kiss and fell back onto the bed.

Laughing, they tussled for a moment before Leila gave in and let Kirsten pin her to the bed. Another kiss was shared and this time Kirsten was the aggressor, her tongue darting out to taste her partner’s lips. Leila moaned softly and the two had a moment where they battled for control of the kiss. Pulling apart, Kirsten kissed Leila gently, starting at the juncture of her earlobe and jaw and moving all the way down to her collarbone where she nipped lightly at her new friend’s skin. Leila wiggled against Kirsten so she nipped again a tiny bit harder before licking the same place gently, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. Kirsten resumed her kisses working her way towards Leila’s breasts where she planted kisses all over, completely avoid the hardened peaks that were Leila’s nipples for now. Meanwhile her hands played in Leila’s hair, tugging gently, moved down to her shoulders and the length of her arms, just reveling in the feel of the woman beneath her.

Finally, Kirsten gave in and wrapped her lips around one of Leila’s nipples sucking and biting at it gently while she found the other with her hand and pinched it causing Leila to moan out loud. After a moment she switched sides and Leila was moaning loudly, her nipples being incredibly sensitive. She wanted to orgasm just from Kirsten playing with her nipples and told her that she wanted it, needed it harder. So Kirsten, with a nipple between her teeth and one in her fingers, bit down and pinched at the same time harder than she would have otherwise and Leila’s hips bucked off the bed. She’d been so ready to come with Kirsten hands and mouth on her body a little more pressure was all it had taken. Kirsten let go of Leila’s nipples and kissed them both gently, sucking at them, drawing out the orgasm until Leila begged her to stop. Kirsten smiled innocently up at Leila and ran her hands down her sides, almost, but not quite, tickling. Leila laughed anyway and grinned at Kirsten. “See? I told you, you’d be a quick study. Now, my dear, if you please I want to feel that hot little mouth of yours on my pussy.”

Immediately Kirsten obliged, sliding down her way down Leila’s body and kneeling on the floor, pulling Leila to the edge of the bed. Gently, almost tentatively, she licked Leila’s wet folds, but quickly became more aggressive, tracing patterns against Leila’s skin, flicking at her clit, and taking her time getting to taste the woman who had given her such pleasure earlier. Leila was squirming against her so she assumed she was doing things correctly and swiped her tongue quickly from bottom to top of Leila’s wetness, bring a sigh from the other woman’s lips. So she did it again slow this time and grinned at the noises Leila began to make. Kirsten licked around the outside of Leila’s pussy tasting her juices, sweet as they were and slipped her tongue inside, fucking her with it. Leila’s back arched and that’s when Kirsten took a gentle finger and rubbed Leila’s clit ever so gently. With no warning Leila came apart in another massive orgasm, her hips humping against Kirsten’s face as she squirted everywhere as she came. Kirsten tried to taste as much of Leila as she could and then pulled back with a little giggle. She climbed back onto the bed wiping her face with her fingers and sucking them clean before kissing Leila tenderly. “I’m really glad you found me in the club. This is much more fun than dancing.” They both laughed and shared another kiss before Leila pulled Kirsten into a hug. “I say we do this all night long.”

 

If you’d like to read more about Kirsten and Leila and how they met you can read about their first experience, here.

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Kink of the Week – Anal Sex – (Practice makes Perfect)

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There’d been a storm brewing for hours, a bad one from the weather forecast that was supposed to produced tropical storm kind of winds. With that in mind Tim and Nicole where hiding inside away from the foul weather. They were simply enjoying each others company talking and teasing and sharing kisses.

As the kisses deepened, hands began to roam and clothes began to fall off. Tim ground his pelvis against Nicole and she reached around and grabbed his ass, squeezing and kneading at his firm flesh. She jerked him closer to her and trailed kisses down his neck before leaning up to whisper something filthy in his ear, something that made his eyes go wide as he moaned with lust. “Please…” Nicole gave him a smile and squirmed out from beneath him, walking away. She threw an almost careless glance over her shoulder, silently asking if he was going to join her.

Tim was on his feet in a flash, his cock bobbing in front of him obscenely as he reached her. Her stepped into her and pressing his body against hers, she leaned into him, feeling that hardness resting against her ass cheeks as he kissed her neck gently and whispered this time, “Please. Can we?” She nodded slowly. “We can and we will and it will be amazing, I promise.” Tonight a fantasy was going to come true.

The pair ended up in the bedroom together and went back to touching and petting and exploring one another as though they’d been apart for weeks instead of just during the work day. Kisses were tasted and skin was licked and bitten. He smacked her ass and she returned the favor. His mouth found her nipples as his hand found her cunt and he fingered her until she came for him thrusting into his fingers. Sliding away from her he looked at her indolently as he licked his finger clean. She leaned in for a kiss to taste herself on his lips and then grabbed a bottle of lube.

Tim looked at her. “Really?” “Uh huh. Are you still game for this?” “Yes. Absolutely yes.” Nicole nodded and Tim readjusted until he was in a good position as she liberally lubed up her fingers. After what seemed like an eternity to Tim he felt Nicole touch him. One hand rested on his ass lightly, the other, lubed up, traced his asshole gently, rubbing lube onto his skin. Tim’s hips arched for her and she pushed a little harder, but not hard enough. She grabbed the lube again, this time applying it directly to him and he shivered at its coolness. A kiss grazed his lower back. “Relax love. We both know you want this. I can see your desire.”

And slowly, almost gingerly, she began to work a finger into his ass. Just one, in and out, watching him closely, waiting for the right moment. Gradually a second finger joined the first and she was pumping them in and out of his ass when he began to moan. Nicole slid as deep inside him as she could and curled her fingers, stroking gently, but firmly and Tim moaned again and she felt his ass clench around her fingers. She squeezed a cheek and then planted a kiss there. “Are you going to come now? Do you want to touch yourself? Or do you want to wait and see if you can take my entire hand yet?” Tim had been reached for his cock when her words stopped him. They’d been playing with this particular goal in mind for several months and he wondered if he was ready, but he wanted to find out. “Go slow,” he murmured. “Of course. But don’t touch your cock until I tell you to.” He nodded in understanding and gasped as a third finger joined the other two. They gotten up to four fingers before, but never quite gotten her entire hand in his ass. Nicole felt like tonight might be the night. She loved the amount of trust he was placing in her and it turned her on.
She would sometimes reach around and caress him or squeeze his balls teasingly, but she moved slowly with her fingers in his ass, sometimes curling them against his prostate for an added sensation. Every time she did this he moaned softly and twitched around her fingers as his hips bucked in voluntarily. She dribbled more lubricant across her hand and his asshole and her pinky finger slipped into his relaxed hole and she twisted her hand back and forth a bit letting him feel how full he was. “Do you like that? Being so full?” He nodded wordlessly, unable to find his voice. And she stopped for a long moment allowing him to get used to the sensations as she played with his balls making him swear softly to himself and try to force his ass backwards onto her hand. When he moved like that she folded her thumb and just let him move. “That’s it baby. Do that again. Fuck yourself on my hand.”

Nicole held still while Tim rocked back and forth of her fingers, watching as more of her hand gradually disappeared into his ass. He was moaning incessantly now between his words. “Ohhh, I feel so full. Feels so good…” She rested a hand on the small of his back and whispered. “Almost darling. Stop for just a moment. You’re gonna feel a big stretch in a minute and I don’t want to hurt you.” She liberally applied more lube across the widest part of her hand and pushed forward very minutely to let him know he could keep going. And he did. His movements were slow and careful and he wanted nothing more than to feel his ass so full while his cock was stroked. With a soft popping feeling Nicole’s hand was buried in Tim’s ass and they both moaned, him at the feeling and her at the sight. Slowly she fisted him letting her hand slide against his p-spot over and over.

When his hips began to rock in earnest she stopped moving and just let him fuck himself on her hand and reached for his cock, dripping with pre-come and began to stroke him slowly, in time to his thrusting and she felt his erection grow harder, if that was possible. “Mmm, there’s a good boy. You like having my hand in your ass don’t you? You like it while a play with your cock while you fuck yourself with my hand. And you’re gonna come and come hard aren’t you?” His only answer was to squeeze her hand and keep moving, slowly picking up his pace that she matched her own strokes with. Stopping she dipped her fingers into her own pussy, dripping and wet and then resumed stroking him, mixing their juices together. They could smell their sex in the room and it only turned them on more. Tim suddenly froze and began to rhythmically squeeze Nicole’s hand hard and fast, pressing it against his prostate and she helpfully curled her fingers and fucked his ass as he squeezed and she stroked. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck…”, Tim’s voice trailed off and Nicole found her fingers sliding faster in and out of his ass as she grabbed and rubbing and stroked at his cock.

“Come for me,” she hissed, as she buried her hand back into his ass. He let out a helpless groan and bucked his hips against both of her hands and shot hot jets of his come, unable to do anything but obey. He covered her hand and his belly with the last few spurts and felt Nicole withdraw her hand slowly as the avoid hurting him. He signed with pleasure and collapsed against the bed, not minding the wet spot or anything else for that matter. Tim felt like a puddle and didn’t even notice as Nicole went to clean herself up before coming back to stroke his back and shoulders. “You did it, love. And you liked it didn’t you.” And she laughed softly before kissing his cheek as he drifted off for a well deserved nap.

A First Time

Rico led Kylie into the privacy of elevator and slid his hands down her arms, capturing her wrists before leaning in for a kiss. She enjoyed it for a moment, the gentleness of the kiss, but firmness of his touch. When he let her go, she quickly grabbed his wrist and had them pinned at his side in an instant and she kissed him hard, forcefully before pulling away to study his flushed face and increased breathing. “You’re mine tonight Rico. Do you know that?” He nodded slowly, never breaking eye contact with her. “Now, now…that’s no way to obey. I want to hear you say it. Now, are you mine?” “Yes, Kylie I’m yours.” She nodded in approval just as the elevator doors opened and the couple stepped out.

She took the lead, heading towards the penthouse. When she reached the door Rico was right there, quick to unlock the door for her and let her into their home. Instantly it was as though she became a different person and she spun to face him while he locked the door. “Strip. Now.” He was shocked at her words, but hastily complied when he saw the glint in her eyes. This was a side of Kylie that Rico had never seen before, but he was starting to think that he liked it. His clothes were haphazardly scattered across the floor and Kylie frowned at him. “You will pick up those clothes and fold them neatly, then place them on the coffee table. I will be right back.”

Rico was finishing folding his shirt when she returned carrying a black duffle bag that he’d never seen before. She opened it and removed a set of simple black cuffs and motioned him closer. “Face away from me and give me your hands.” He turned quickly and held his hands behind him. He felt the leather of the first cuff caress his skin before the second did the same. She locked them together and smiled, giving a quick pinch to his ass before speaking again. “One of these days Rico, I’m going to fuck that tight ass of yours. Will you enjoy that.” “I…I don’t know. But for you I’ll try anything.” “Good boy.” Suddenly the game clicked in Rico’s head and he loved hearing those words. He wondered if she had found the porn he’d been watching about being dominated by a woman. If she had he would be all the happier for it.

Almost as if she had read his mind, Kylie walked around to face him and gave a devious grin, “Yes, I know all about your little secret porn habit Rico. Don’t try to fool yourself into thinking otherwise.” He was overcome with a blush and looked down slightly, avoiding her gaze. “Oh, that’s a pretty picture. My good little submissive Rico. We’ll have to decide how you’re allowed to address me now. My given name won’t do, unless we’re out and about now will it my love?” Rico opted for the simplest answer he could think of and shaking his head replied softly, “No Ma’am.” She smiled her approval and leaned up to give him a gentle kiss. “Good, we’ll start there. Now, what’s your safeword?” “Baseball.” Kylie laughed richly and nodded her head. “You’ve been good for me so far, but I want to punish you, just because I can.” Her words were punctuated by pokes to his chest and he nodded his head, almost too overwhelmed to think.

She pulled a miniature sized sized flogger from her bag of tricks and showed it to him. She slapped it across her hand and then against his thigh. “That’s not too bad is it?” “No Ma’am.” “Good. I’m going to whip your cock with it and you will thank me for each stroke. Are you ready?” “Yes Ma’am.” She smiled at him and laid the first stroke along the side of his cock, almost gently to allow him to get used to it before she would up the intensity. She didn’t want to break her toy after all, just make him obey. “One Ma’am. Two Ma’am. Three Ma’am.” He kept his count nicely his voice straining to stay calm and even as she flogged his cock. It felt so good and he was hopeful that, since this was their first time, she’d let him orgasm tonight. Twenty-five strokes of the flogger later and he was ready to erupt. He wondered if he begged her nicely she might allow it. A soft moan escaped his lips as she reached out and rubbed his cock gently with her hand. “Oh my dear. That felt so good to be punished didn’t it.” And she began to stroke him very gently, letting her warm hand soothe the stings from her flogger. “I think since you’ve been so good I’ll consider giving you the orgasm I know you so desperately want.”

She uncuffed his hands and ordered him to the floor on his back while she stripped bare for him to see. From the angle he had she was a goddess to him and from this day would continue to be such. With her legs spread, Kylie reached down and began to touch herself, knowing that he would be watching, mesmerized by the show she was so generously giving. She bucked her hips getting closer and walked over to him kneeling above his face. “First you’re going to eat my pussy and then, if you’ve done a good job, I might just fuck your brains out.” And she lowered herself to his hungry, waiting mouth.

He dared to place his hands on her hips and began to lick and suck at her, loving that she was grinding against him, smearing her pussy juices across his face, being able to smell her and taste her was driving him wild and his own hips bucked, needing his release. Kylie arched her back into him, her hips gyrating as he sucked her slit into his mouth. Moments later her orgasm overtook her and she lifted her hips smiling down at him. “You did well.” And she wiggled her way down his body to his waiting cock. “Should I ride you until you come? Or should I ride until you almost come?” She looked at him with that same wicked glint she’d had in her eyes earlier.

“Please, Ma’am, I’ve tried so hard to be good for you. Won’t you please grant your boy an orgasm tonight, Ma’am?” His eyes pleaded as well as his mouth and she smiled leaning up to kiss him and taste herself on his lips. “Well…if you don’t come before I do then you’ll get to come again next time we play. Remember that.” And she lowered herself onto his waiting cock.

Kylie bounced up and down on his cock, riding him hard at first, chasing her own pleasure, her hands resting on his chest. She moaned and swiveled her hips, using him as her own personal fuck toy to hit all the right spots. When her orgasm hit her it was like a freight train rolling through and she rode him all the way through the orgasm and into the next. She was watching his face the entire time letting him see her pleasure, but also watching his restraint. She relaxed after a moment and squeezed his cock inside of her. “You’ve done very, very well tonight for your first time as my favorite little fuck toy. I think you’ve earned an orgasm…or two since you didn’t come before I did. Good boy.” He squirmed beneath her at those last words and she smiled at him. “Now I’m going to ride your cock, nice and hard and I want you to come for me, for my pleasure. Do you understand me?” Rico nodded.

She resumed her motions riding him hard and fast rocking her hips, finding a pace that pleased them both and she kept it up as hard as she could, grateful that the floor beneath them was carpet and not hardwood. Kylie felt another orgasm building and she thrust her chest towards him. “Pinch my nipples.’ His hands immediately reached up and pinched gently then a little harder, the way her knew she liked and without warning she came again. At the same time he moaned loudly and slammed his hips upwards into hers and she could feel his cock twitching inside of her as he came with her. Gasping Kylie let herself fall forward on his chest and kissed him gently. “I love you, Pet.” He smiled at the nickname and nuzzled her neck. “I love you too Ma’am.”

Wicked Wednesday 292 – (Hot Yoga)

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Liza and Beth were training for their next marathon interspersing the running with weight lifting and some fantastic sex. But after a particularly grueling day where they ran in the rain and pushed further than they’d been it was time for something a little simpler. They met at Liza’s house to do some basic, relaxing yoga.

Greeting her at the door with a soft kiss, Liza smiled at Beth and just held onto her for a moment. Both women were clad in leggings and t-shirts with sports bras underneath and Beth kicked off her shoes at the entryway, joining the barefooted Liza in the living room for the video they’d picked out. Furniture had been shoved here and there to make room for them and two beach towels were thrown down as impromptu yoga mats. Quickly they got started stretching and breathing and holding poses for long moments at a time all while sneaking glances at one another, especially as they both shed their entangling t-shirts after a few minutes. It was amazing how quickly the 45 minutes passed and they found themselves lying on their backs eyes closed and relaxed as per the video, but neither of them had a clear head.

Rolling over onto her side, Liza watched Beth for a moment who was breathing deeply. She watched her girlfriend’s (were they girlfriends she thought, or just fuck buddies who liked to run) chest rise and fall and slowly leaned in closer to whisper to Beth. “Get up and strip. I want to see you, to feel you, to fuck you.” Beth’s eyes snapped open with a low moan; how had Liza known her thoughts? Also, she liked it when Liza was a little bossy with her. She immediately stop and pulled her bra off freeing gorgeous breasts with pretty pink nipples that Liza loved, before shimmying out of her leggings in the most graceful move she could manage. She did a slow turn letting Liza see all of her, giggling when she felt a smack across her round ass. “Did that leave a hand print?” “Not quite. Should it have?” came Liza’s challenge. Beth laughed again and crossed the few steps to Liza. “Maybe another time. Would you like that? Watching me squirm under your hand as you spanked my ass?” Liza gave a naughty smile and nodded thoughtfully. “I just might enjoy that. What do you think; would you enjoy squirming under my hand while I spanked you?” Beth lost her breath a little at the thought and Liza laughed before bending down to give petite Beth a deep kiss. Both of them sunk into that moment and that moment alone arms wrapped around one another and each realized that this could be the relationship they’d been missing.

Abruptly Liza pinched both of Beth’s nipples, almost hard enough to hurt as she dropped easily to the floor. Immediately she buried her face between Beth’s legs and felt hands digging into her shoulders for balance. It wasn’t quite enough however and just as abruptly as she’d begun, she stopped, leaving Beth to moan softly. “Oh I’m not down with you yet. Liza laid down and looked up at Beth. “I want you sitting on my face so I can eat you out properly.” Happily Beth complied, her knees framing Liza’s face as she slid into a position that suited them both. Liza flicked her tongue against Beth’s clit and began lapping at her wetness, wrapping her strong arms around Beth’s thighs and pulling her even closer. “Mmmm,” Liza fairly purred at the feel and taste of Beth and the feeling made Beth shudder as the vibrations hit her skin.

Beth reached up and pinched her own nipples, rolling them between her fingers as Liza licked and sucked at her pussy. She rocked her hips a bit as she felt an orgasm building and Liza only redoubled her ministrations drawing a soft cry from Beth. She had the sudden desire to taste Liza, but still wanted that orgasm badly. But she’d learned from her skilled lover and knew exactly what to do. “Liza, let me up. I need you too,” she gasped out. Liza gave one final lazy lick across Beth’s skin before releasing her so the could make the needed adjustments. On their sides now, Liza buried her face again between Beth’s legs, while Beth went more slowly savoring Liza’s taste and smell. Both women were becoming more and more aroused and Liza was determined to make Beth orgasm before she herself did, just so she could feel Beth moan against her. She slid a finger into Beth’s dripping pussy and fingered her gently while she sucked harder on her clit and it took only moments for Liza to feel the now familiar moan of her training buddy as she orgasmed for the first (and hopefully not the last) time that afternoon.

Not to be outdone Beth began sucking in earnest at Liza’s clit slipping two fingers inside of her and curling them upwards. Liza felt teeth scrape against her skin and pushed herself closer to her Beth; when had she begun to think of Beth as hers? Right now it didn’t matter as she returned to licking lazily at Beth, tasting the fruits of her labors as she grew nearer to her own orgasm. Without warning it hit and she could feel Beth’s fingers fluttering inside of her trying to keep it going as long as she could, drawing it out as Liza moaned against Beth’s thigh.

The pair fell away from one another and resettled so they were cuddling together on the towels. They shared heated kisses, tasting themselves and each other against their lips. Hands roamed freely against skin and their desire began to build once more.

A Little Me Time

She was home alone and horny. So what’s a girl to do when her partner isn’t home to fuck her silly? She takes matters into her own hands of course. With her favorite dildo and clitoral vibe she settled into the bed. She started with her nipples, pinching and rolling and tugging at them none too gently until they were rock hard and then she placed the vibrator against them, one at a time. The sensations made her gasp out loud and squirm on the bed. Her free hand trailed down her body and back up several times as she lightly caressed her own skin, still alternating the vibrator from one nipple to the other. Quietly, she moaned.

Finally she took the little bullet vibe away from her nipples and pressed it ever so gently against her clit. That alone was enough and she ground herself into the toy as her first orgasm hit her. Catching her breath she grinned and reached for her dildo, added a little lube, and slowly slipped it into her hungry pussy. This…this was what she’d been waiting for. In and out, nice and slow, feeling the slickness of herself against the toy. She just enjoyed the slow, lazy motions and let her lust build, gently teasing her labia and clit with her fingers, just enough to keep things nice and interesting.

Gradually her thrusts grew quicker and she reached for her vibrator, turned it back on, and placed it right on the edge of her clit, very gently, and turned it on to its lowest setting. It was just a tiny rumble adding to the stimulation she was already providing herself and she sighed with pleasure. She closed her eyes, seeing a fantasy in her head while she fucked herself and rubbed the vibrator against her clit. Soon it was all just too much and she began to thrust in earnest as she clicked the vibe up to its highest setting.

There was much more rumble now and she could feel it vibrating deeper into her body, forcing the dildo in and out, nearly reaching her cervix. Her hips lifted off the bed involuntarily and she found a rhythm there as she lifted to meet her own thrusts as she would those of a lover. She was fucking the dildo hard and grinding that damn vibrator into her clit and it felt so good. Her legs began to tremble and shake and she could feel the ridges on the shaft of the dildo scraping against her g-spot, filling her up so full, and she was almost there. Her tiny sighs and moans turned her on more, knowing she was doing something that many people would still consider dirty. Well, I’ll be a dirty girl, she thought, and fucked her pussy harder, arching her hips into it and with no warning another orgasm rolled over her. She tried to keep the dildo moving and fuck herself as she came to prolong an excellent orgasm and a third tiny one ripped through her as well when she pressed that vibrator just so.

After that she lay sated on the bed, not bothering to remove the dildo, but just turning off the vibe and laying there to rest for a long moment. She felt much better and couldn’t think of a better way to spend part of her day.

Jillian’s Own Robot

Jillian came home from work to find a large, roughly human shaped box leaned against her apartment door. Looks like her package arrived. Hopefully he would be undamaged. She wrestled it through the door and laid it flat for easier opening and pulled the cardboard apart. There was an abundance of packing material that she had to wade through before the face appeared before her. It was amazingly lifelike, right down to a few imperfections to avoid the look of being an “uncanny valley” perfection. The bot came clothed casually, in jeans and a t-shirt with a pair of basic sneakers to round out the look. Just right.

She quickly went and changed from her work clothes and then began to read the manual on her new bot. Turning him on would just have to wait until she knew how he operated. Once she figured that out she fought to sit the bot up and pressed the power button embedded in the back of his neck. The impossibly blue eyes opened and a male voice seemed to clear its throat. “Hello, my name is Gage and I am your new sex robot, model number SR48690. How can I service you?” Jillian giggled at the stiff formality of the robot and hoped the AI programming could learn to relax a little. “Well, first of all, my name is Jillian and I’d like you to go ahead and get out of that dreadful box and take a seat anywhere in this room you’d like.” “Nice to meet you, Jillian.” and something that passed for a smile crossed the robot’s face. Jillian still wasn’t sure if she wanted to call it or him, but decided that using normal pronouns for him would be more natural. Gage walked over and sat beside her, almost but not quite touching her. “You’re very pretty,” came the voice almost whispering in her ear. “Thank you Gage.”

There was an awkward silence in the room as Jillian went back to reading the manual to see if she could get the robot’s AI to loosen up a little. Finally she encountered a section on “How to Train Your Robot” and was soon engrossed in the myriad explanations of different training methods for different things. But nothing about making them friendlier so she’d just have to wing it.”Gage, I want you to try and relax around me. I’d like us to be friends.” “Friends? I’m not sure how to be friends.” “Well we can learn together then. Friends sit and talk with one another in an easy manner, they might share dinner or drink, they spend time together doing things, and generally just hang out. We can always hang out here.” Gage slowly processed what she was telling him and then nodded. “OK, I think we can do that. But what about my original, intended purpose?” “Oh we’ll be getting to that shortly.”

Shortly actually meant now as Jillian could no longer restrain her curiosity about the experience she would have with a sex robot that was her ideal looking man. Hopefully it went well. She’d paid a pretty penny for him. She took his hands and ran her fingers down his arm, feeling the softness of the most lifelike skin material out there and the soft sprinkling of hair on his arm. He turned his face towards hers, expectantly and Jillian leaned in to give him a kiss. Gage’s lips were soft and pliable just like any other man and the kisses soon deepened into more. She encouraged him to put his hands on her body and touch her and he followed her instructions marvelously. Eventually he would learn her preferences, at least according to the manual.

Soon the human and the robot were spread across the couch, him shirtless and her nearly so as they explored each other’s bodies. He railed kisses down her neck and finally removed her shirt completely. “Exquisite,” came the murmur of his voice and Jillian blushed a bit at the compliment. She felt like Gage was quite a real man at this point and could feel a protuberance through his jeans, so she knew that part of him worked as advertised. She lifted her hips against him and he groaned softly. That was enough and they were both suddenly fighting to get out of their clothing. Jillian fairly dove at him and wrapped her lips around the perfectly sized, perfectly lifelike dick that was before her. Gage put his hands in her hair and she was reminded briefly that he was still a robot, but right now she didn’t care. She could suck him to her heart’s content without him ever getting tired and as she did so she grew wetter and wetter, especially hearing the pleasurable noises he was making. Finally she let him go and looked at him. “I want you to eat me, Gage. You’ll do that won’t you?” “Of course, my dear.”

And they repositioned to a more comfortable angle with him kneeling on the floor between her legs. First he teased her inner thighs with nibbles and kisses and tiny licks before he began to tease at her slit the same way, never quite dipping his tongue far enough between them to do anything but tease and titillate. Jillian was moaning on the couch and rocking her hips against him gently, wanting more, but she had known that the first few times would be slow as the robot learned. Finally he parted her lips and ran his tongue all the way up to her clit which he began to flicker his tongue across ever so gently. “More, Gage, more!” He obliged and slid a finger inside of her while he kept up the gentle pace on her clit. He curled that finger right against the spot he was programmed to hit and she bucked her hips wildly as she drenched him in her come. “That was amazing.” He gave her a rakish grin as he stood up, scooped her into his arms and asked, “Bedroom?”

Jillian pointed down the hallway too distracted by planting kisses along his skin to give a verbal response. She heard his noise of appreciation when she hit a certain spot so she hovered over it before biting down gently. He stopped in his tracks momentarily and Jillian made note of one of the erogenous zones they had programmed into him.

Reaching her bedroom he laid her on the bed and staring down at her, spoke with an authority that she loved. “I’m going to fuck you and you’re going to like it. How he had already discerned that she responded well to domination was beyond her, but she wasn’t going to complain. She trailed her fingers down her body, using one finger to circle her clit. “Come and get me.” Swiftly, the robot was on the bed, poised to fuck her and she could feel his dick teasing her folds gently. “Please, let me have it!” He grinned again and slowly slipped inside of her. Jillian moaned at the perfectness of it all and once more lifted her hips to met his. Her legs wrapped around his back to pull him deeper inside of her and she was moaning and bucking on the bed, trapped under Gage’s weight and loving every moment of having her own personal sex bot.

He pounded relentlessly at her pussy, moaning as he did so. “You’re so tight.” he told her in a whisper, glorying in the feelings his owner felt with him. He learned more of her with each stroke, each touch, and he wanted to learn as much as he could per the instructions programmed into him. He would do this and be perfect for her. Her fingers reached down to play with her clit while he fucked her and it wasn’t long before she was wild underneath him, aching to orgasm. Finally a particularly deep stroke made her come and come hard, her entire body shaking. Gage slipped out of her and flopped onto the bed on his back. Jillian took his hand and smiled at him. “You are incredible. We should do this again sometime. And the sex bot merely smiled.

Wicked Wednesday 290 – Marathon – (Running Buddies)

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Sometimes a marathon can be long and drawn out. It can be 26.2 miles of running or it can be an intense, but long playtime session in a dungeon. I would, obviously, prefer the latter. But a marathon can also turn into other things. Just as it has a beginning so it comes to an end.

Liza and Beth had survived their first marathon together and were celebrating their sore bodies and personal victories with food and drinks in a local pub. They’d started with plenty of water, but Liza decided she wanted a glass of wine which turned into two and Beth followed suit. Neither woman was drunk, but they were more than willing to start delving into more detail, as their relationship had previously been only about training for the marathon. The ladies were single and neither of them had pursued relationships because they just couldn’t seem to find that right someone.

Suddenly, Liza grinned at Beth and spoke, “What if we’ve been looking in the wrong places all this time? Perhaps a man isn’t what we need.” Both of them laughed softly, but Liza had only been partially joking since she was bisexual and attracted to Beth. She wondered if Beth might feel the same way when the other woman looked at her. “I’ve never even kissed another woman, but I’ve thought about it.” That seemed promising to Liza who smiled at her friend. “Well maybe you should try it sometime. You might decide you quite like it.” “Have you ever done it?” Beth inquired. Liza took a sip of her wine and nodded slowly. “Yes I have. More than once. I find it to be enjoyable.” “Why?” “Because I just do. I’m wired that way. But to me women are, in their own ways both softer and harder than men. I’ve certainly known them to be more demanding, but also to be just as shy.” Beth looked down and then back up at Liza, “I think I might be the shy type.” Liza grinned, “The only way to find out is to try it. And you might be shy at first but be more aggressive later on. It all depends on your comfort level and experience.” She shrugged her shoulders and watched Beth carefully for any sign of possible interest.

And they danced around the subject for weeks, talking about sex and sexuality, with Liza sometimes scandalizing the more innocent Beth. Not to say that Beth was naive or sheltered; she just had no idea that some things that were considered deviant weren’t really deviant at all. And that’s when she let herself realize that she was attracted to Liza. Then one day after a run in the park, in which Beth spent a fair amount of time dropping back to stare at Liza’s shapely ass, she seriously began to wonder what it would be like to fuck her friend. She realized her wanting had become a marathon of its own with no finish line in sight.

Liza was perfectly aware of what seemed to be Beth’s burgeoning attraction to her, but didn’t want to push too hard and scare her off. She was trying to figure out how to take things further, but wanted to move at a pace Beth would be comfortable with. Finally she decided on a course of action. As they were cooling down after their most recent run, Liza gathered her courage and spoke up, “Alright, I know you’ve been checking out my ass and you aren’t exactly shying away from the conversations we have about sex. So, are you as attracted to me as you appear to me or just curious?” Beth turned several shades of pink and looked down at the ground, feeling very shy. Then she looked up, meeting Liza’s dark brown eyes and walked over to her, rested her hands on her shoulders and leaned up into the taller woman for just the briefest of kisses. Gentle and sweet, it lasted for only a moment, but it was enough as the sparks seemed to shoot between them. “My house is closer,” came Beth’s voice quietly.

The two women made their way to Beth’s house and as soon as they entered and the front door shut Liza wrapped her arms around Beth and simply said, “Where?” as she lifted her off her feet. Beth motioned down the hallway to the left and Liza carried her to her bedroom before depositing her on the bed with a kiss. “Are you sure about this, Beth? I mean, I’ve been wanting this for a while, but I know you’re nervous.” “I am nervous, but I’ve spent ages lusting over you, and yes, staring at your ass. I realized I wanted this weeks ago, but wasn’t brave enough to speak up so I’m glad you finally did.”

With that, Beth immediately stripped down and let Liza look at her. “You are gorgeous. And I want to do delicious things to you.” Liza’s voice was husky with need and she quickly undressed before crawling onto the bed and holding onto Beth who immediately and playful grabbed at Liza’s ass like she had been wanting to do for months now. They both laughed at this and shared a kiss. Soon Beth became the aggressor, kissing and licking, and nibbling at her new lover’s neck and lower to her breasts. She could taste the faint tang of salt and sweat from their run and she loved it. She felt almost animalistic and primal. Finally as she kissed and rubbed her way down Liza’s body and reached the juncture between her thighs, she looked up, nervous again. “What do I do?”

Liza smiled down at Beth, “What would you like done to you?” “Hmmm…” Beth grinned suddenly and lowered her head gently teasing Liza, tasting her slowly, the way she’d always wished someone would take their time with her. Beth wanted to build an orgasm and then tear it screaming from Liza’s throat. Beth traced the lines of Liza’s skin with her tongue, stopping to flick it across her clit here and there or dipping lower to taste her. Liza had never been one to want to wait for her orgasms, but this was different with Beth; she was content to let her do as she pleased. And Beth slowly edged Liza closer and closer to orgasm, eventually bringing her so close only to stop and make Liza moan her frustration. Beth grinned and kissed Liza’s clit, sucking it into her mouth, her arms wrapped around the other woman’s spread thighs. Liza gasped and began to buck her hips up and down, the sensation being just what she needed. “More, please more.” Beth bit down very gently and pulled, scraping her teeth along the sensitive skin. Liza gasped at that and Beth did it again before resuming her sucking. And then Liza was thrashing about on the bed, not quite screaming, but close enough for Beth. After Liza came down and was relaxed again Beth looked up at her. “How’d I do?” Liza smiled. “If I didn’t know better I’d think you’d done that before. C’mere and let me have you.”