Chapter 2

“Thank YOU Missy Sally,” Achmed smiled happily. He clashed the gears again and the taxi took off. Sally waved goodbye as MaryAnn grabbed Sally’s bag.

“I still say,” groused MaryAnn as they trudged up the steps. Well, she trudged. Sally, unencumbered by luggage bounded up the stairway. “Achmed could use the money more than your blow jobs. Do you hear how that cab is falling apart? I’m scared for you to ride in it.”

“He just had the brakes fixed,” assured Sally, knowing what was on MaryAnn’s mind. “The new pads are just settling in. Will you relax? Its in better shape than most of them around and he is always waiting for me when I get back.”

“Humph,” observed MaryAnn. She drew a deep breath to continue the argument. What she was going to say was lost when they came through the door and Sally saw the plump white bottom on the table’s edge and the waving red dildo sticking up from it.

“MARYANN!” Sally scolded. “Is that anyway to treat company?” She rushed over to Cindy. She stopped and plucked the red dildo free. She licked the slick part of the shaft, mumbling “Tastes great AND less filling” as she unwond the bra from the other woman’s mouth. Stooping, Sally kissed the black haired girl. “Hey there, I’m Sally,” she introduced herself as she finally broke the minute long, open mouthed kiss with the startled but pleased Cindy.

“Cindy,” the woman gasped.

Sally kissed Cindy again. “Pleased to meet you.” She stood up and when she did her dress stayed behind, falling to the floor in a little heap of white and yellow. “How thoughtful of you honey,” she smiled at MaryAnn. “Is she a ‘welcome-home’ present?”

“Well, that’s what I intended,” snapped MaryAnn. She stepped up behind Cindy and began to rub the head of her woman cock against Cindy’s pussy. Realizing that the dildo was no longer as wet as it should be, she hastily squirted lubricant over the entire shaft, dripping it along Cindy’s bottom as she did. “But then I find you wasting time with that cab driver,” MaryAnn leaned forward, grasped Cindy’s hips and began to push, “I swear you do that just to make me mad.” She began to pull hard on Cindy’s hips, frowning down as she did. “Damn girl, you’re tight!” MaryAnn’s leg muscles bunched, she grunted and then drove forward with a powerful heave of her hips.

Sally leaned forward. As she did, Cindy’s head rose. As a squeal of protest broke from her lips, Sally grabbed the rounded woman’s face and shoved it into her pussy, drowning the squalling that was breaking out.

“Of course she’s tight, you ninny. You just stuffed that monster up her ass, not her pussy.” Sally observed. “I wouldn’t be surprised at all if she wanted to, ummmm,” Sally broke off in mid-sentence.

“What?” MaryAnn asked. The surprised look in Sally’s eyes scared her for just a second, until she saw the familiar twinkle appear in them.

“Damn, MaryAnn, give her a couple of good ones. I think she’s enjoying it.”

MaryAnn looked down. Shrugging she firmly took a well-padded hip in each hand. Using them as handles, she pulled back until only the head of the dildo was lodged in Cindy. Looking she down she admitted to herself that she had misjudged just how she had angled the third woman’s body. “After all the women you’ve tied to that table,” she scolded herself “You would think your aim would be better. Oh well.” MaryAnn shrugged and thrust into Cindy’s dark puckered hole again.

“More, baby,” insisted Sally. MaryAnn complied and began to pick up speed as best she could. It wasn’t easy, Cindy’s ass was tight on the shaft of the girlcock. Her ring clung to the shaft like it had never been stretched at all over any cock, latex or flesh. Maybe she’d never been ass-fucked MaryAnn thought with surprise. The effort of drilling Sally’s tight anal cavity was demanding, but the resistance of her ass to the demands of the ridged dildo made it delightfully worth it. MaryAnn twisted her hips around and around as she began to pound the black-haired girl tied to the table.

“MaryAnn,” gasped Sally, “Holy shit.” MaryAnn looked up from Cindy’s rounded ass to see her lover’s hands clamped on the raven-haired woman’s head. Sally’s mouth was open and her eyes were filled with wonder, and pleasure. Sally ground herself against Cindy’s face. “I think this woman has a foot long tongue. God she can eat pussy.”

In spite of her irritation at Sally’s antics the sight of her long time lover’s obvious enjoyment threatened to soften MaryAnn’s righteous indignation at Sally’s cheerful lack of repentance at being caught giving Achmed a blow job. She looked down as she continued to pump the long black cock in and out of Cindy, drawing it a little farther each time, humping it back a little deeper and a little faster.

“Well of course,” she snapped. “She’s married damn it. All married women want to eat pussy even if they never have before. And this,” she pointed with her chin, indicating the latex cock plunging into the squirming woman’s ass, “Is better than her husband’s cock ever hoped to be.”

“Oh damn, MaryAnn,” Sally replied as she ground her pussy on Cindy’s face. “Just because you don’t like cocks or husbands is no reason to get up on your Sapphic high horse and ramble about it.” She jumped, “Oh yes Cindy, lick my clit. That is sooo good.” She stared back at MaryAnn, “Obviously mine isn’t the first pussy this woman has ever eaten but let’s not make general statements about anybody.”

“Look, I know that you like sex of about every size and shape,” MaryAnn grunted and suddenly slapped Cindy’s ass and picked up her pace. The full figured woman’s eyes locked onto Sally’s. She grunted. Suddenly rearing back, she pulled the dildo all the way out until the head was resting on the entrance it had just been removed from. “OH shut UP,” she directed downwards before switching her words back to Sally. “You just don’t think,” she dug her fingers into Cindy’s soft curves and jerked her back against the restraints, slamming the cock all the way back in. Ignoring the scream directed into Sally’s pussy she continued “Before you go out and get laid by any passing stranger.”

“I do NOT just get laid by any passing stranger! You act like I’m some kind of slut because I like some strange every now and then and some of it comes with a real cock attached.” A cry burst from her mouth. “Shit woman, fuck me. That’s it. Use that tongue. God you’re good.”

MaryAnn, her anger roused, delivered two good hard slaps to Cindy’s ass. Then two more. And two more.

“Sometimes you ARE a slut!” SLAP, SLAP.

“Am NOT damn it!” SLAP, SLAP.

“Well don’t act like one.” SLAP, SLAP.

“May I remind you that you’re out getting strange pussy too. Don’t be upset just because, because, because…” Sally’s word trailed off and were replaces by a loud squeal. “Fuckkk!”

It took all of two seconds for MaryAnn to realize that Sally was cumming. And then she had buried the strapon into Cindy and was writhing on the butt end of it jammed up inside her own pussy and she was screaming too. And Cindy was spasmming wildly under the two of them and that made it unanimous.

When all had calmed down, MaryAnn and Sally found themselves face to face leaning over Cindy. MaryAnn kissed her girl. “I’m sorry baby. I just get so silly at times.” She absent-mindedly pulled back and freed herself of the harness, tossing it on the floor. “I just get jealous because I love you.”

The crooked grin that MaryAnn loved so much pulled up the corners of Sally’s mouth. “I love you too, darling.” Still leaning across the table, she kissed the other woman deeply. She grabbed MaryAnn’s hand and winked. “Come on and you can tie me to the bed face up for a change so I can see what’s coming.” The two women scampered off like teenagers, hand and hand and the echo of the bedroom door slamming was the only sound.

After long minutes of silence, a hesitant voice asked, “Errrrrr, would someone be good enough to untie me? MaryAnn? Sally? Please? Is anyone there?”

(Thanks as always to my beautiful, patient and sexy editor Marian. Thanks also to Dotti who pointed out that there was “no room at the inn” so to speak in an early draft and allowed me to correct an impossibility. Love you both.)