Chapter 8
Five minutes after Peg left for work the next morning, the telephone rang. "Hello."
"Lucas, this is Brenda. Can you talk?"
"Yes," I answered. I was suddenly wide awake. My pulse quickened at the sound of her voice. "Peg just left."
"Lucas, I told Liz what happened between us," she explained.
I did not reply, but waited for her to continue.
"She thought you might enjoy watching us, watching us play with our toys."
I swallowed hard. "Are you inviting me to watch the two of you together?"
"Yes."
"When and where?"
"I think it would be less suspicious-looking if we came to your house." This was Liz, who had evidently been listening on the extension.
It was impossible to tell from the tone of her voice whether she liked the idea or not. With Liz, most of her feelings were difficult to detect. I had a feeling she was looking forward to this.
"I agree."
There had been so many kindly neighbors dropping in to check on me and help with household chores since my accident, no one even paid any attention to who came and went any more. In fact, two women visiting at the same time would even be less noticeable.
"We'll see you in about an hour," Liz said.
The next hour was the longest one of my life.
When Liz's car pulled into the driveway, I opened the front door, watching the two women come up the walk. Liz was dressed in her usual tight-fitting jeans and T-shirt. Her short, chestnut-colored hair looked freshly washed. She carried a huge tote bag. Brenda wore feminine-looking shorts and a blouse trimmed with lace. It only added to her delicate features. The two were opposites in so many respects.
I had a feeling they were very much a-like in others.
"After Brenda told me about coming over here, I just had to talk to you face to face," Liz said.
The three of us were in the den, drinking coffee. Brenda and Liz were seated side by side on the sofa. I sat across the room in a chair.
"Really, Liz, you don't owe me any explanations," I began, hoping to reassure her.
"I told her how we masturbated together," Brenda cut in before I could say another word. "And how you were interested in our sex toys."
Her eyes met mine, pleading with me to play along. The two of us had done much more than masturbation. Liz would never know that.
"And you wanted to give me a demonstration," I finished.
"Besides that, it made her hot," Brenda added, squeezing Liz's fingers.
Liz nodded, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Hey, I'm always ready to learn something new," I said. "If you're willing to teach me.. . "
"Can we close that door?" Liz asked, nodding toward the open door as she got up to close the blinds.
"Sure."
"You have no idea what some nosy people will do," Brenda explained. "One afternoon, we discovered a pizza delivery guy watching us through the window."
I'll bet he nearly dropped his pepperoni, I thought to myself as I checked the outside doors.
When I returned to the den, Brenda was sitting on Liz's lap. They were kissing tenderly and seemed not to notice me. I took my seat across from them, moving slowly and quietly. The last thing I wanted to do was interrupt.
Their tongues danced and Brenda moaned when Liz's hand slipped up under her blouse. She fondled Brenda's breasts expertly. I held my breath and watched as Brenda unbuttoned her blouse, shrugged it off and then removed her bra. Her moans grew louder, throatier when Liz's tongue went to work on her nipples. As soon as they were shiny-wet, she eased Brenda onto her back on the wide leather sofa. Kneeling between her lover's legs, Liz stroked her inner thighs until Brenda was squirming against the cushions.
"What do you want?" Liz asked, her attention riveted on Brenda's tiny, perfectly shaped body. "Your fingers and your tongue," Brenda answered. "And where do you want them?"
"In my pussy." The last word came out as a gasp, because Liz was licking the tender flesh her fingers had caressed earlier.
I shifted my position in my chair and gave my twitching cock a squeeze. I'd seen women together in X-rated movies before. But not up close and personal! This was a first for me and I was determined to watch every second of it. My dick would just have to be patient.
Liz pressed her face against the crotch of Brenda's shorts. Both women were moaning now.
After a few minutes of this, Liz unbuttoned Brenda's shorts and pulled them downward. The crotch of her panties was wet and Liz spent a few moments cupping and squeezing her mound. From where I sat, I could see her strong tongue pushing the thin fabric up between her swollen lips. I could hear her sucking it out.
"Please, hurry," Brenda moaned, humping Liz's face.
Brenda lifted her ass when Liz began peeling her panties downward. She jerked her legs wide apart, shoving her pussy in her lover's face.
As I watched Liz curl her tongue into a point and slide it up and down Brenda's wet slit, my dick jerked to a complete erection. Keeping my hands off of it was impossible. But while squeezing it rhythmically through my sweats, I kept my eyes glued to the two women on the sofa.
Liz was holding Brenda's little ass in both hands now, slurping noisily at her flowing juices. Her head bobbed up and down as she thrust her tongue deep into Brenda's cunt one moment and probed her ass-hole with it the next. Brenda was going crazy, hanging onto Liz's head with both hands, babbling incoherently.
Brenda was rushing toward orgasm. She grunted and smeared her pussy all over Liz's face, her body asking for more and more. At long last, Liz brought her fingers into play, pushing two of them into Brenda's overflowing cunt and one into her ass-hole. Then she sucked her tiny clit into her mouth. Brenda grunted, bucked one last time and then her whole body grew stiff. She wrapped her legs around Liz's head and time seemed to stand still for the next few moments.
When, at last, Brenda opened her eyes and released Liz's head, I began breathing again, too. My dick was so hard it ached and my balls felt as if they were ready to explode. Again, I had the feeling they had forgotten all about me. I wasn't going to complain.
Brenda pulled Liz down on top of her, kissing her wet face, holding the other woman close. "Now, it's my turn to pleasure you," she purred.
"I'm more than ready for that," Liz confessed.
The tall, leggy woman slipped out of Brenda's arms and slid off the sofa to the floor. She pulled off her T-shirt and then wiggled out of her jeans. Her breasts were almost nonexistent, only tiny, stiff nipples protruding. Her hips were thin and boyish-looking.
Brenda joined her on the floor, her petite body round and womanly next to Liz. She kissed Liz's lips and then moved her mouth downward from her tiny nipples to her flat stomach. A pink tongue dipped into her navel and swirled across an almost hairless mound. She eased Liz's thighs apart with both hands. They were wet. Brenda lapped at the wetness briefly and then flicked her tongue back and forth across Liz's clit.
I was surprised at Brenda's aggressiveness, but more intrigued with the sudden change in Liz. She was no longer the quietly-demanding lover. She all but melted under Brenda's loving caresses.
"I think this pussy needs to be fucked," Brenda told her.
"I know it does," Liz answered, stretching out on the carpet, her body moving instinctively.
"I think it needs more than my fingers and tongue. I think it needs a big dick."
As Brenda spoke, she kneaded Liz's upper thighs and hips, bringing low moans from the other woman. Her small hands were strong and they seemed to know exactly where to touch Liz and when.
"You've got a big dick," Liz moaned, all woman now. Her eyes were closed, her face a mask of lust. "Give it to me."
Brenda reached for the tote bag which had been placed beside the sofa. She did not take her eyes off of Liz as she reached inside.
I must have made a sound or moved when she withdrew the strap-on dildo, because Brenda glanced briefly at me. Her fingers were wrapped around a flesh-colored dildo. The shaft was thick and long and it was topped with a huge, helmet-shaped knob. The straps hanging down and the fake balls matched her description perfectly.
Brenda remained on her knees between Liz's legs as she buckled the dildo into place. I stared, open mouthed at the way she fondled it. It looked almost real, as if it really belonged there!
Liz opened her eyes and reached for Brenda with both hands. "I need it, baby. I need it bad."
"You'll suck it first," Brenda said.
Without waiting for an answer, she knee-walked her way up Liz's long, slender body. My heart was pounding and I slipped a hand inside my pants, stroking my throbbing cock. The tip was wet with pre-cum.
Liz wrapped both hands around the fake cock and drew it to her mouth. She licked the knob first, causing Brenda to moan as if the cock between her legs was real. Then Liz worked her tongue up and down the shaft. Finally, she made a tiny ring of her lips and sucked it into her mouth.
My dick reacted as if it was the one being swallowed. I squeezed it hard.
"That's right, suck your daddy's dick," Brenda breathed as she gently thrust her hips forward.
Liz swallowed a few more inches, her lips stretched wide around the rubber dong.
"Suck it good," Brenda said.
She was kneeling over Liz's face now, fucking her mouth gently. I watched Liz's pussy pulse. A fresh flood of juices oozed from her slit.
"You know what I like," Brenda all but growled.
Liz's hands slid up over Brenda's ass, pulling her even deeper into her mouth.
It was so easy to imagine my cock in Liz's mouth. Without thinking, I eased my sweats down around my knees, settled back in the chair and pumped myself slowly. This was one sexual encounter I would never forget!
"Now, I'll fuck that pussy," Brenda announced as she pulled out of Liz's mouth.
Moving backwards, Brenda drug the wet dildo between Liz's breasts and down her flat stomach.
"Yes, fuck my pussy, please," Liz whimpered, holding her long legs high and wide.
Brenda bit her lower lip as she guided the dildo to Liz's splayed pussy. She worked the rounded end up and down her slit and then thrust forward at just the right moment. The end of the dildo slipped inside of her easily, stretching her red, swollen lips.
Liz gasped and shuddered.
"I love it when you fuck me," she moaned. "It's always so good when you fuck me."
Brenda smiled, pleased with Liz's response. Flexing her hips, she gave Liz a few more inches, worked the dildo in a little circle and then thrust forward again.
I had one hand on my balls, the other wrapped around my prick. Neither one was still.
After a little more teasing, Brenda settled into a steady fucking rhythm. Brenda seemed to be an expert at this. Every movement, every thrust was timed perfectly to send Liz to a higher level of pleasure.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Liz chanted, meeting her stroke for stroke.
Finally, she wrapped her legs around Brenda's humping body. Her animal-like grunts of pleasure were echoed by Brenda.
From my position, I could see the dildo as it pistoned in and out of her hole. It was slimy-wet, covered with Liz's oils. Brenda's plump little ass jiggled seductively as she fucked her lover. The muscles in her ass and thighs bunched and tightened and I had the feeling she was as close to orgasm as Liz.
Personally, I was losing control very, very quickly. Generous gushers of pre-cum oozed from my piss slit. I smeared them into my shaft, bucking upward into my fist.
With a gasp, Liz climaxed. I watched her pussy pulse and flutter around the dildo that had suddenly been rammed in to the hilt. Vaguely, I was aware that Brenda was cumming, too. Her body gyrated wildly between Liz's legs and her moans of release reached my ears.
The realization that the women were changing positions allowed me to regain some control. The strap-on dildo was discarded and Liz reached into the tote bag. She came up with her prize, the double-headed dildo Brenda had told me about. It was about eighteen inches long and appeared to be very flexible. The shaft was covered with a series of ripples and bumps to simulate veins.
Now, they really had my attention. The hand on my dick slowed as I stared at the two of them rolling around on the floor, the dildo trapped between their sweaty bodies. They kissed, tongues battling. And then, Liz took one end of the long dildo into her mouth. Brenda latched onto the other end.
They seemed to be following a ritual, a routine they'd gone through a hundred times. Liz freed her end first and worked it down Brenda's body to her pussy. Brenda released it, moaned and spread her legs wide, accepting the rubber dick freely.
Liz worked it in and out a few times, sliding it deeper each time. Then she leaned forward and kissed Brenda's mouth. Slowly, she licked her way downward until she caught the free end of the dildo in her mouth.
Again, I thought it looked as if Brenda had sprouted a dick. And again, Liz couldn't seem to get enough of sucking it. My passion soared and I teased my ass-hole with my long finger. I was going to shoot all over the place and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it.
At that point, I saw the most remarkable thing of all. Moving with the grace of a big cat, Liz turned so that she was facing me and straddled Brenda's body. With her eyes on the dick jutting up out of my lap, she lowered herself slowly onto the wet knob of the dildo.
"Yeah, that's what I want to see," Brenda grunted as the dildo eased up inside of Liz.
"Oh, it feels so good," Liz groaned.
She was already riding up and down on the dildo steadily, but her gaze was still glued to my dick. She licked her lips and began rubbing her clit.
Suddenly, she leaned backward, revealing herself to me lewdly. Now I had a perfect view of two very wet pussies wrapped around opposite ends of a dildo.
There was no holding back. I concentrated my touch just around my knob. I pushed my finger deeper into my ass-hole and I squeezed my balls rhythmically. And then I was cumming. What felt like a gallon of white-hot spunk sprayed my chest and stomach.
Before I had much time to think about anything else, Brenda and Liz were cumming again. Their feminine, throaty sounds of pleasure filled the room. It was a while before they stopped moving. And even longer before they separated, tossing the dildo aside and reaching for each other.
"Now you see how two women love each other," Liz explained.
They were dressed again, their toys packed away. They had shown me their buttplug, a vibrator and various other devices.
"I appreciate you sharing this with me," I said sincerely. I had cleaned up as best I could.
"And now you understand why we don't cheat with another man," Liz added.
I didn't dare look at Brenda.
"This is safe," she finished.
I knew, without a doubt, that Brenda disagreed. I also had the feeling that, before it was over, Liz would be receptive to my advances. I just had to wait until the right place, the right time.