Chapter 14
Ilsa began to fuck her girlfriend slowly. Humped up and down to get the most out of the dildo. Pressed her cunt lips tightly to Ginger's. Scrubbed their clits together. The breathtaking thrill of being cunt-to-cunt while impaled on the fake prick made them both gasp.
Ginger used her free leg for leverage and began to fuck back at Ilsa, writhing and twisting and humping briskly. "Oh, baby, you're getting my cunt and clit so good," she crooned, throwing her cunt up to meet Ilsa's downward thrusts.
Ilsa drove her cunt against Ginger's, riding the redhead the way a man rides a hot piece of ass. She gasped from the fiery sensations of their clits rubbing together. "Are you ready to cum?" she panted, her voice strained with passion.
"Yes, oh, yes! I'm right there, darling. Fuck me hard, baby, I'm ready to explode!"
"So am I, darling. I can feel it growing in the bottom of my cunt. I will cum with you."
No sooner said than done, the women started cumming. They twisted and writhed and humped tumultuously, panting and squealing exuberantly.
"Let's change places," Ginger panted. "I want to fuck you."
They rolled over and Ginger began to fuck Ilsa. Fucking another woman just as a man would thrilled her. Even if she did have to use an artificial cock to get the job done.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Ilsa squealed excitedly. "I love to fuck!" She began to writhe and buck actively. "Wonderful! Wonderful! Make me cum so good!"
Ginger began to fuck faster, driving the big double-dick into Ilsa and herself dynamically. Ilsa fucked back at her with equal vigor. Then, in a blinding flash, her climax hit her like a thunderbolt and shattered her senses. She shook her head and caught her breath.
"Oh, God, baby, I'm cumming!" she wailed as she drove her cunt into Ilsa's. "Keep fucking, baby. I don't want to stop cumming. God, you're a wonderful fuck. You fuck so well."
"You fuck so well, darling!" Ilsa hissed. "I am cumming, darling. Cumming with you! Fuck me, darling, fuck me!"
Ginger's hips worked like massive pistons. She banged her cunt into Ilsa's so hard the blonde's ass made a dent in the mattress. Her orgasm became so powerful she could no longer hump, so she began to scrub her clit against Ilsa's with mind-bending results.
As their ardor cooled, Ginger rubbed her clit gently on Ilsa's. Then she rolled onto her side, pulling Ilsa with her, their cunts still locked together by the dildo. They hugged and snuggled and kissed until they could breathe normally again.
God, I'm glad I let Bernie talk me into going to the clinic! Glad I now have the freedom to do whatever I wish. I probably always had these feelings and just kept them bottled up inside me. All those tests I took when I joined Bernie's firm must have revealed my true nature to him. I'm still pissed with him for the way he went about things, but, in the meantime, I'll have all the fun I can. And this is certainly a better life than I had before.
"You're only the second woman I've fucked this way," she said. "I hope I pleased you."
"You fuck so very well," Ilsa replied. "I could not tell you have not fucked a lot of women. Why am I only the second woman you have fucked? Do you not like to fuck women? Do you usually fuck only men?"
"My, you're just loaded with questions," Ginger said with a chuckle. "I hadn't fucked anyone very much until recently. I couldn't stand the idea of fucking another woman. Then my girlfriend turned me on to women, and I really liked it. But mostly we just used our mouths on each other."
"You mean you mostly ate pussy?" Ilsa sighed. "I like that expression. To be able to eat something so delicious and still have it for later."
"We also have another saying. To have your cake and eat it too. That's what you can do with pussy."
Ilsa kissed Ginger's lips and smiled. "You came so hard. Have you not fucked for a long time? When I do not fuck for a day or two, I simply explode when I cum."
"Oh, I've fucked a lot the past several days. And now I seem to cum better every time I fuck. Or get my pussy sucked. Whether I fuck a man or a woman. For a long time, I didn't know how to cum."
"I cannot remember when I did not know how to cum," Ilsa chuckled, lazily stroking Ginger's tits.
"I don't want to be nosy, but I was wondering if you and Duke fuck a lot."
"Yes, we fuck every day. He is a wonderful lover. At his age, he needs more stimulation. Sometimes, I give him visual stimulation by making myself cum. His cock gets very hard when he watches me fuck another woman. Once in awhile, he-likes to watch me fuck another man, but he prefers another woman. And I always suck his cock for physical stimulation."
Wonder if he would like to watch those films I spent hours watching. They sure turned me on.
"Sounds like an ideal situation for both of you. I know I'm prying, and you won't upset me if you don't answer, but your relationship puzzles me. He's so much older than you."
"He has to be older, darling," Ilsa giggled. "He is my father."
"Good God!" Ginger gasped. "I would have never guessed."
"I have never told anyone else," Ilsa admitted.
Ginger felt a twinge of guilt. Obviously, Ilsa trusted her unequivocally, and she had to use that trust to get the formula. Well, she would just have to find a way to make it up to her.
"I can see why," she said. "A lot of people would not understand, would they?"
"Duke is a very special person, darling. He is a very gifted physicist. The East German dictators kept him in prison many years for working with the West German government. He did not get out until the wall came down. He helps and encourages me so much in my work. I feel I owe him so much and sex is the only thing I can give him."
"Lady, sex with you is a prize in itself!" Ginger said. However, when we get around to talking about it, a few million might sweeten the pot. She rolled away from Ilsa and the dildo stayed stuck in her cunt. She lay on her back, her legs spread, looking like she had a big black cock growing out of her pussy. "I should get my ass in gear and get ready for dinner."
Duke leaned against the doorway, smiling as he regarded the women. "I think you have already had your beautiful ass in gear," he said.
Ginger nearly jumped out of her skin. She sat up, awfully self-conscious of her nudity and the black dildo sticking up between her thighs. "God, Duke, you scared me half to death. You shouldn't sneak up on a girl that way." She looked down at the dildo, back at Duke, and grinned weakly. "You must think I'm awful."
"I think you are a most beautiful lady," he said with a big smile. "I hope I have the opportunity to see you this way many times." He looked at Asa. "So my liebchen, do you want some dinner, or have you had enough to eat?"
Ilsa stretched like a contented pussy cay. "I think I will take a long bubble bath and order room service."
"And I believe I shall have dinner downstairs, and a brandy and cigar in the bar afterward," Duke said. "I should rest before the symposium starts tomorrow."
Ilsa grinned mischievously. "I will give you dessert when you return."
Duke's eyes twinkled. "Perhaps only a little kiss, of the kind you do so well, will be enough tonight. Old men must husband their strength. Good night, dear lady." He bowed deeply and left.
"He looks forward with much anticipation to fucking you," Ilsa said.
Ginger pulled the dildo out of her cunt and laid it between Ilsa's legs. "I think the feeling is mutual. His courtly demeanor turns me on." She kissed Ilsa, slid off the bed and gathered up her clothes. "See you tomorrow."
"And what if I whistle during the night?" Ilsa teased.
"Whistle at Duke, darling. I need some sleep."