Chapter 25: The dildo.

“Oh, fuck, Lucy, yes!” The climactic cry from Cherry signalled her latest orgasm. She strained against the yoke, trying as valiantly as she was able to wrench the oak apart. She failed, of course, but her orgasm was all the stronger for it. Lucy unlocked her then and turned to where Michael was sitting.

“Did you enjoy that?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” he replied. “I think she did, too.” Cherry climbed to her feet and nodded dumbly. “What are you going to do now?”

“First,” Lucy said, “we’re going to gag you.” She produced a ball gag from behind his chair and presented it to his closed mouth. “Open wide,” she chimed. Michael opened his mouth as wide as he could, and Lucy still had to force the ball past his teeth. Buckling the straps around his head seemed redundant, but she did it anyway.

“Now we’re going to fit this,” Lucy told him and produced a plastic tube with thin hoses attached to it from behind the chair. As he watched dumbfounded, she slid the end of the tube over the head of his cock and turned something behind the chair. The tube was sucked onto his shaft and he could feel a lubricated latex liner wrap around his penis as the device latched onto him.

Then, as he and Cherry watched in growing dismay, the tube began to slide up his shaft. It cycled up for several inches and then slid back down again. Michael let out a loud groan of pleasure, somewhat muffled by the gag. It felt as though his cock was nestled in the tight-fitting pussy of a woman whose muscles were stroking up and down his shaft. The worst of it was that the thing was not touching the head of his cock at all. Like this it would take him hours to cum. From the way Lucy was grinning at him that was exactly what she had in mind.

“Next, Cherry and I are going to put on a little show for you,” Lucy told him and, before Cherry could say anything about it, she turned to the older girl, wrapped an arm around her waist, and locked lips. Michael could do nothing other than watch as Cherry relaxed into the kiss. Her large breasts were pressed against Lucy’s smaller ones, their arms intertwined as the kiss deepened. He could imagine the probing of female tongue against female tongue. He wondered what their breasts felt like to each other. His cock managed to get stiffer within the confines of the masturbation machine and he let out another groan.

Lucy and Cherry had dropped to their knees now, and Lucy had a thing of wonder in her hand. It was eighteen inches long and made of purple latex; a double-ended dildo with some kind of articulated skeleton inside it. When Lucy bent it into a U-shape, it stayed bent so that she could slide it (very slowly, Michael thought) up into her pussy, and then Cherry could slide onto the other prong of the U so that they were effectively stapled together. They went back to hungrily kissing each other, squirming to work the dildo inside them as they did so. Cherry was soon making little mewling noises into Lucy’s mouth, and Lucy’s breath was coming rapid and short.

Lucy pulled back slightly. “T-turn around,” she ordered. “On all fours.” It was not easy, but with some twisting and turning, they ended up facing away from each other, on all fours, with the dildo now passing in a more-or-less straight line between their two pussies. They rocked forward on their arms and knees and Michael watched as eight inches of purple latex appeared, as if by magic, from between them. They pushed back until their bottoms met, Lucy’s back arching with the sheer sensation of driving the fake cock into her body. They pulled apart again, faster this time, closing the gap quickly so that their asses slapped together. A growl of animal pleasure escaped from Lucy’s throat. “Faster!” she groaned, and Cherry complied. Soon they were driving the double cock in and out like a piston and Michael was seeing flashes of purple between them, little more. He groaned again as the machine stroked his cock into pleasant torment and he watched Cherry’s tits bouncing with the rhythm of their fucking.

Lucy felt her orgasm building and knew it was close. It felt as though there was a slow explosion happening deep down in her stomach. With a burst of light that seemed blinding, her climax ripped through her body. She heard screaming and dimly recognised her own voice. Exhausted, she fell forward and felt the dildo slip out of her cunt. There was a brief instant of loss, emptiness. She rolled onto her back and looked up at Cherry, still bucking frantically against thin air with almost a foot of latex dildo sticking out of her reddened pussy.

“I’m, I’m not finished,” Cherry wailed. “Oh, god, Lucy, please let me… make me cum.” Michael knew how she felt, though part of his mind was wondering how many more times she expected to climax that afternoon.

“Turn over, Cherry,” Lucy said wearily. “Lie on your back and spread your legs.” Cherry complied as Lucy crawled toward her. Michael watched, amazed, as Lucy opened her mouth and slid the dildo into it, swallowing at least six inches and then clamping her mouth down on it. Then she began to fuck Cherry with the dildo. He watched too as the huge shaft pulled at the skin of Cherry’s pussy. The sight of this happening inches from her face seemed to fascinate Lucy. In, out, in, out, over and over again. Cherry’s finger dug into her calves where she was holding her legs apart and then her hips began to buck against the slow fucking Lucy was giving her with the dildo.

“Oh, oh, yes, I’m gonna…” Suddenly Cherry pulled down hard on her legs, almost bending herself in half. Her back arched up off the floor and Lucy pulled back from the dildo, grabbing it in one hand and driving it hard and fast into Cherry’s climaxing body. After what seemed like ages, she sagged back onto the floor. Calmly, Lucy pulled the dildo out of Cherry, bent it double, and pushed it back in, one end in her pussy, the other into her ass. Cherry jerked at the sudden anal intrusion, but did not attempt to remove it.