Chapter 14
One day the following week I realized that Laura and I were rushing back to our room every afternoon after classes exactly like Tom and I had been rushing home from school every afternoon a few months earlier. And for exactly the same reason: sex!
However, I won't pretend that lesbian sex or sex with a dildo, even a top-of-the-line, super-deluxe dildo, can compare to having sex with a warm, loving human being like Tom. On the other hand, I'll have to admit that the most loving man, regardless of how skillful he is as a lover, can't duplicate the sensations a girl can get from turning on a vibrator dildo in her cunt and another one in her asshole at the same time. Lordy, Lord!
Laura had never been fucked in the asshole before she met me. In fact, she admitted just the idea of such a thing had seemed thoroughly dis- gusting to her and that she would have refused to even consider experimenting with it. Her mind had been closed, like a vise.
But after watching Uncle Malcolm ream Marie's asshole, then watching me go ape with one of my new dildos in mine a time or two, Laura got curious. And she was lucky enough to have the right equipment available. I mean, I've got to admit that the little dildo in our sets is a lot better than the average man's cock to get a girl's asshole accustomed to being fucked. I'd just been lucky enough to catch Tom before his young cock began to really grow. Otherwise, if he'd hurt me the first time we experimented with fucking that way, I'd probably have gotten scared out like a lot of women do and refused to ever again try it.
So Laura was fortunate in having the best equipment available when she finally decided to try it; she found that little dildo slipped into her tight asshole without a bit of discomfort. She looked at me kind of starry-eyed with excitement about this new adventure, and asked, "When I'm ready, will you switch it on for me, Trina?"
I nodded.
She picked out one of the larger dildos for her cunt, then stretched out on top of her bed on her side and closed her eyes. For several minutes she lay there perfectly quiet, tuning in on the feel of her body while she turned her imagination on full blast. I knew what she was doing because I'd taught her the trick. I still saw Tom in my imagination at such times, but I knew Laura was dreaming up an image of a TV star. As she lay there she was imagining she saw him walk up beside her bed and stop, looking down at her naked, hungry body. Then he bent over her, his hands beginning to caress her breasts. From there she felt him moving his hands lovingly down over her abdomen. Slowly they passed on either side of her aching pussy and began stroking the inside of her thighs.
I could almost tell the exact step where Laura was in her imagination by the changes in her breathing. Then her dream man's hands moved to her hungry cunt; she switched on the vibrating dildo she held in her hands and applied it lightly to her clitoris, letting it become his caressing hands and rigid cock in one.
She took her time, savoring the rising sensations, letting herself go, becoming deliciously swallowed up in the continuous, rhythmic stimulation of the vibrating dildo. She moved it slowly up and down and around her clitoris and finally began sinking it into her cunt. As the vibrating shaft sank into her deeper, her pelvis arched up to it, as if she felt her fantasy man's body pressing down upon hers when she turned upon her back to welcome him.
Laura stroked the humming dildo in and out of her drooling cunt half a dozen times. Her breath had started coming and going in short gasps. Just watching her I knew she was feeling the promise of coming.
Then she said, "Now!" It came out low but explosively. I reached in between her widespread, upraised knees. I found the little con- trol levers of the smaller dildo in her asshole slippery from juices that had run down from her excited cunt and covered them. I turned the vibration control on full blast.
Almost instantly an anguished scream of ecstasy ripped out of Laura. Frantically I grabbed a pillow from the head of her bed and clapped it over her face to smother the piercing sound before she betrayed us. I realized suddenly that I was trembling, my straining ears cocked toward the hallway outside.
No sound of anyone hurrying toward our door reached me. I relaxed a bit, glancing down at Laura. Both dildos were still in her to the hilt, vibrating away steadily, but both her hands were clawing at the pillow I had pulled down over her face. It hit me abruptly that I not only had smothered the betraying sounds she'd started making, I might also be smothering her as well. I jerked the pillow up off her face. Laura drew breath inward in a long, frantic gasp. She stared up at me above her, her eyes wide, frightened and bewildered. Suddenly I felt like a Judas. I hissed defensively, "You started screaming your fool head off!"
"Sorry!" Laura whispered as her breath gushed back out. She began sucking in more, then abruptly gasped, "Oh, Lord!... Lordy, Lord!" One hand grabbed frantically for the grip at the base of the dildo buried in her cunt. She began stroking it in and out of her cunt again in furious thrusts, as if trying to make up for lost time. Words came gasping out of her as she promised, "I'll try... not to... scream again! Ohhhh! I'm gonna... come!"
Once she had started again, Laura came and came, one orgasm right on the heels of another. Finally I decided she never was going to stop if I didn't help her. I turned off the furiously vibrating dildo in her asshole. The internal muscle spasms shaking her whole lower belly began easing almost immediately. Within a minute she switched off the larger dildo, acting like that took almost all the strength she had left. Her hand fell to the mattress beside her, leaving the artificial cock still buried to its hilt in her cunt. Laura lay there gasping like a completely winded runner, acting too weak to move. I pulled the two dildos out of her and took them to the bathroom to wash and sterilize them.
When I came back into our bedroom, Laura's breathing had returned to normal. She still looked limp, but she looked up at me with a kind of blissful smile of utter contentment. She murmured, "It really does multiply the sensations, just like you told me it would. Terrific! Far out! Right on, and all that jazz!... What a trip! Why mess with dangerous drugs when a pair of dildos can send you on a mind blasting trip like that?"
"You liked the feeling it gave you in your asshole, did you?" I chuckled, brushing hair back from her sweaty forehead.
Laura nodded weakly. "I'm hooked, fearless leader. In no time at all you'll likely have me ready to try it with a guy."
"But never with a stranger," I warned wisely.
"Asshole fucking is restricted to close friends only; men whose sexual style and techniques are already well known."
"And the size of whose male equipment also is well known to you," Laura added in the same sage manner I'd used.
I nodded.
She was thoughtful for a moment, then tentatively suggested, "How would dear Uncle Malcolm strike you as a candidate?"
"I don't think he's interested in politics," I came right back without a trace of flippancy.
"But he did seem to dig that asshole fucking he did with Marie," Laura reminded.
"The size of his equipment is near perfect," I admitted, "but he's still not what I'd rate as a close friend whose sexual style and techniques are well known."
Laura shook her head, then murmured, "Well, I don't know about you, fearless leader, but for my part, I can count on one finger the friends that I've done the kind of things with that we did with Uncle Malcolm. If he doesn't fill the specifications, I'm fresh out of prospects."
"And as long as we're caged up in this educational prison," I picked up her thought, "what chance are you ever going to get to develop any other prospects?"
"Right." Laura nodded again.
"I see what you mean," I admitted.
"So what do you suggest, now that you see what I mean?" she wanted to know.
"I suggest you had a brilliant idea," I de- clared. "I couldn't have thought of a more perfect candidate, as you called him. Uncle Malcolm fills the requirements perfectly."
"I'm so glad you approve," Laura simpered coyly, hamming it up.
"I said the size of his equipment is near perfect," I reminded, "but it's still somewhat larger than that number one dildo. More like number three, I'd say."
"So I'm going to have to get down to some serious training," Laura shot right back. "I'll be ready. It's a week and a half before Uncle Malcolm plans to take us out of stir again. Now let's plan a training schedule that'll get us into top form before time for that exciting weekend with sweet Uncle Malcolm."
I said, "First thing on that schedule had better be to get our hands on some reserve batteries for our dildos. All the rest of our schedule would be shot all to hell if we turned up with dead batteries in the middle of our training. Get the picture?"
"Roger!" Laura exclaimed. "First order of business, fresh batteries in reserve at all times."