One Kiss Too Many (chapter four) - Sex Stories

One Kiss Too Many (chapter four)

... there, passionately. Now Helen felt something poking her inner thigh. At first, she thought it was one of Donna's hands. "What's that?" Helen asked. "That's my surprise. Just relax." Donna had purchased a strap-on dildo, and wore it to bed. She reached down, and guided the tip of it, rubbing it up and down on Helen's awaiting labia. Then, making sure it was lined up right, She leaned into Helen, slowly. "Oh, you sweet little fucker, you," Helen said, moaning with each extra inch entering her pussy. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me." At first, Donna thought it would give Helen such pleasure to be made love to. That was her motivation. But Donna was overwhelmed by the feeling of power it gave herself to make another woman moan. That's what made her lean into Helen with her full weight, pumping her wildly with thrust after thrust. "You fucking gorgeous thing you. I just love fucking you. You're so beautiful," Donna blurted out. She put her full weight on Helen, and whispered in her ear. She thrust her hips forward, forcefully, over and over again, driving the dildo deep inside her. She had hoped to give Helen a cervical orgasm, something Donna had read about in Cosmopolitan ...

... and Penthouse Forum. Neither of the women had ever experienced one. However, Donna would have such an orgasm, twice, on two separate occasions, in the future. Despite not bringing Helen to such heights, nevertheless, they both enjoyed the heady pleasure they brought each other. "I love you, you dirty, sweet little pussy. I'm gonna' fuck you all night," Donna whispered. She nipped gently on Helen's ear lobe, flicking it with her moist tongue. Helen moaned with every stroke of that dildo. But she didn't know it had a built-in pump that made it squirt. After several pumps, it shot a warm stream of sticky liquid into Helen's throbbing vagina, shooting all the way to her cervix. Wave after wave of warm, creamy liquid flooded Helen's hot pussy. Helen started flailing her legs wildly, with each surge of dildo juice. "Oh, Donna. you're making me cum. You're such a good lover," moaned Helen, gratefully. Don't stop loving me. Make me cum all night long." And she did. They kept their relationship a secret for years. They would always be secret lovers. And at the dance halls, they would dance sensually together, making all the boys, and some of the girls, cream their jeans.