Chapter 7 #2
Lauren simply smiled and wrapped her arms around Victoria’s neck, initiating a steamy kiss. Victoria’s hand snaked down Lauren’s body stopping when it found itself between Lauren’s legs. Lauren spread them in invitation as Victoria slid her middle finger through the very wet labia.
“I’ve been wet all day for you,” Lauren said, breaking off the kiss.
“I’ve been hard all day for you,” Victoria countered.
Victoria pulled her now wet finger lightly across Lauren’s clit, causing the woman to jump and then moan.
Every woman’s body was different. Every woman’s sensitivity could change from moment to moment.
It was best not to attack the clit like a pile driver, but approach it gently, asking it permission, and that’s exactly what Victoria did.
She gently stroked the labia and clit, assessing with each stroke.
As Lauren’s legs widened even more and her moans grew more intense, Victoria gauged that it was time.
She pulled her finger away, chuckling when Lauren groaned.
She coated Lauren’s lips with her own essence and didn’t even have to tell her to lick it off.
Victoria placed her fingertip on Lauren’s bottom lip, and Lauren took it upon herself to pull the finger in and suck it clean.
A few pumps of her finger in and out of Lauren’s mouth had her moaning again. Yes, Lauren was suitably ready.
Abruptly, Victoria pulled the finger out and unzipped her lightweight Khakis.
She wore nothing but the loosely strapped on harness underneath.
She pushed on both of Lauren’s shoulders wordlessly asking her to kneel in front of her.
She pulled the strap-on out from where she’d tucked it in her pants and asked Lauren to fix it in the O ring.
Victoria would tighten the harness straps once it was properly seated.
Lauren looked up at Victoria with a lustful expression.
Looking down on a woman on her knees always fed Victoria’s power centers, and today was no exception.
She had to loosen the harness a little bit more for Lauren to get the dildo inserted into the O-ring properly and then seated adequately.
It seemed like a new experience for her.
Victoria wouldn’t muse on it; that was Lauren’s business, not hers.
Victoria tightened the harness straps, checking again to make sure everything was snug, then pulled her pants up, zipper still down, and poked the end of the strap-on through. She pulled a new condom out of her pocket and handed it to Lauren, who was still on her knees.
“Mmm,” Lauren said. “I’ve never done anything like this for someone.
It’s sexy.” She ripped open the foil wrapper, pulled out the condom, and took a moment to figure out the correct way to unroll it.
Lauren’s obvious inexperience wasn’t a red flag; it just added a bit more to the woman’s mystery.
But now was not the time to fixate on that.
She had a beautiful woman at her feet to take care of.
Victoria pulled Lauren up to a standing position, facing her. She backed up until her calves hit the front of the couch. She pulled Lauren to her and seared her with a kiss full of promises of things to come.
“Put one foot up on the couch, opening yourself to me.” Once done, Victoria guided her phallus to Lauren’s center, nudging the clit every now and then.
She pulled Lauren closer, squatted slightly, and then introduced the tip of the strap-on to the place Lauren wanted it most. Lauren’s soft murmurings of encouragement fueled Victoria’s core. She inserted the strap-on slowly.
“Mmm,” Lauren said. “I like being able to look at you when you fuck me.”
“Me, too,” Victoria said, surprised by her own lustful tone.
Once she reached maximum depth, she maneuvered Lauren’s hands to her bare shoulders and then grabbed Lauren’s hips.
“Hold on.” Lauren barely had a grip when Victoria began thrusting.
She watched Lauren’s face as she moved. Half-lidded eyes, a partly open mouth, and slight sighing exhales.
All of it fueled Victoria’s drive. She thrust several more times forcefully and then, with one big push, impaled herself fully.
“We’re going to sit now,” Victoria said.
“Take your foot down and follow my lead.” Still inside the gorgeous brunette impaled on her strap-on, Victoria sat slowly on the edge of the couch, bringing Lauren down with her.
Lauren placed her legs around Victoria’s in just the right way to keep the phallus inside.
“Now we back up,” Victoria said. “You’ll put your knees on the couch. ”
“What’s this called?” Lauren asked, her voice sounding positively gleeful.
“You’re going to ride me cowgirl style,” Victoria waggled her eyebrows.
Sometimes it was good to let the bottom do some of the work.
Everyone needed a good cardio workout, right?
They laughed as they got situated for the ride, but then Lauren’s head fell back as her eyes closed.
She rose up and down on the phallus to her own rhythm.
For a while, she hung onto Victoria’s shoulders but then must have gained confidence and let go to maul her own breasts.
She pinched her nipples and moaned, obviously loving the self-inflicted pain.
This caused her to bounce faster. Victoria reached between them and held onto the phallus to keep it upright and positioned in a manner to maximize her own pleasure.
This strap-on didn’t have a vibrating base but was designed to mash into her clit, oh-so-nicely. As Lauren came down, Victoria grunted.
“Fuck, baby,” Victoria said. “Just right.” It hit again.
Oh, fuck, she was going to cum before Lauren did.
She hated that, but too fucking bad, it was right there.
“C’mon, baby, hit me.” Three more thrusts and Victoria’s body seized.
Her hips undulated to meet Lauren’s thrusts.
“Fuck,” she said, exhaling as aftershocks hit her, “Fuck,” she moaned again.
“I’m close, Vic,” Lauren gasped.
“Cum for me, baby,” Vic encouraged as another aftershock hit her.
Incredibly, Lauren’s motions increased. She wailed her release, falling forward against Victoria’s body. Her moans aroused Victoria to no end.
“God, I love when a woman cums so hard she breaks my eardrums.”
“Sorry,” Lauren said. “Ma’am, sorry.” Her motions slowed until they completely stopped, the phallus still inside her. Her breathing was still a bit labored, so Victoria allowed them both a little rest.
But then an idea came to mind. She somehow managed to get a hand in her khaki pants, even with Lauren in her lap, and pulled out a nitrile glove.
She put it on one hand, then nudged Lauren off the strap-on.
Lauren whimpered at the loss, making Victoria chuckle.
“Stay raised up on your knees like this.”
Victoria inserted one then two gloved fingers into Lauren’s very wet center and then coated Lauren’s rear door. “Nothing major. Just a finger. A beginning.”
“Okay,” Lauren said, but the fear was clear in her voice.
Victoria swirled her gloved middle finger around Lauren’s rear knot of muscles. She pressed lightly. She hadn’t expected to gain entry, and she didn’t. She was simply letting Lauren get used to the idea.
“Relax, baby.”
“Easier said than done. I’ve never.”
“I know.”
Victoria massaged the area again, this time a bit more forcefully.
“Relax,” she said gently.” One more nudge upwards and she was in.
She pushed in about an inch and then pulled out.
She repeated this motion several more times before attempting to gain more ground.
Once her middle finger had gone in as far as it could, she pumped in and out and in again.
“Fuck.” Lauren leaned forward and lay her forehead on the back of the couch. “Holy.” Her moan was long and oh-so-enticing.
“Baby likes this, hmm?”
“Fuck, yeah,” Lauren said. “I’ve never.”
“Now you have.”
“I know.”
Victoria pulled out, then nudged Lauren off her lap, being careful to wrap the glove inside out. She stood up and tossed it in the trash.
“Oh, you must be getting cold,” Victoria said. She wrapped Lauren in a sheet and then pulled her close as they sat on the couch next to each other, Victoria’s arm around Lauren. Lauren snuggled closer. Victoria handed her a small bottle of water she’d snagged from the mini fridge.
“I’ve never done cowgirl before,” Lauren said. “I liked it.”
“You can do it at home. They make dildos with suction cup bases. Put it on a chair with no arms, pretend it’s me, and have at it.”
“Really?” Lauren sighed. It was a wistful sigh, and Victoria wasn’t sure what to make of it. “I need to go shopping, I guess.”
“I also got you a starter set of trainers,” Victoria said. “They’re in my bag by the door. Lauren made as if to get up and get them, but Victoria said, “No, no. Stay here. I’ll show you how to use them in a little while.”
“Trainers for what?”
“Anal plugs of course.”
Lauren burst out laughing. “OMG. I’ve heard of those.”
“These trainers are small, and you use them to get yourself used to foreign objects invading places they shouldn’t be.” Victoria laughed.
“Maybe next time we can, you know, do more.”
“I would like that,” Victoria said. “Use the trainers at home. You can even wear them at work.”
“Oh, God, can you imagine?”
“I used to require my submissives to wear them at work.”
“Whoa, you did that?” Lauren asked, running her hand over Victoria’s abs under her shirt. Somehow her hand had snaked under the tank. “Good thing I’m not your submissive.”
Victoria chuckled. She hadn’t been thinking along those lines, especially because she wasn’t settled in her own apartment yet, but now she knew not to.
“Ma’am?” Lauren said, “I have these fantasies.”
Victoria waited for her to continue, but when she didn’t, Victoria encouraged her by saying, “You can tell me anything.”
Lauren didn’t make eye contact as she whispered the scene of her recent fantasy.
It was a fantasy that alternately thrilled her and scared her.
Victoria asked clarifying questions and got the basic gist of the scene.
Yeah, this was something she could help Lauren out with.
She’d need to bring in more supplies, though.
She’d have to check, but most dungeons let you bring in your own equipment.
It was kind of safer that way, rather than reusing equipment with countless unknown people.
Lauren finally made eye contact and asked, “Maybe we can do something like that during our next appointment on Friday?”
Appointment? This is an appointment for you?
Their liaisons were nothing more than that to Lauren, apparently.
The use of that word troubled Victoria for some reason, but she wasn’t sure why.
She cleared her throat to dispel her momentary unease and said, “Absolutely. I’ll bring all my imaginary buddies along and see what we can do to ravage your body. ”
“Really?”
“You’re not the first with that kind of fantasy, Lauren. It’s popular, although I’m not a fan of acting it out with a real set of people.”
“God, no. Me, neither. I’m kind of embarrassed by it,” Lauren said. “I’d never want that for real.”
“We’ll try it next week, okay? On that bed over there.”
“Thank you, Ma’am.”
They snuggled for a while, Victoria noting that Lauren called her ‘Ma’am’ when she was feeling vulnerable, and ‘Vic’ when she wasn’t. And, so far, she’d not once called her ‘Sir.’