Jill and I
by Jeanne T.
07/04/03

Hi, it’s me again. The girl from New Orleans who loves to show off in cars, at the mall or just anywhere. You may remember Jill from a previous story, well Jill and I became good friends and great sexual partners. Not that I don’t enjoy men, but sometimes ‘girls just want to have fun.’

The day after the private little orgy with Jill and Sally with Brad and Pete, Jill invited me to her place for what amounted to a sleep over — a sexy sleep over. Jill’s boyfriend was out of town for the week on business and Jill said she was feeling lonely. I arrived at her place around eight o’clock. We started talking about just everything and soon we were talking about the incredibly sexy previous night. We started reminiscing and we were both worked up in a matter of moments.

I was wearing just a little short skirt and a tank top, Jill was already in her night gown. She asked if I had eaten yet, adding she would make me something from the fridge. When I told her that I hoped she was talking about sex, she said we would get to that in a little while. I said I didn’t want to wait, I wanted to get to that right now. We both had a chuckle with that as she cut up some delicious cheese and brought out the crackers and wine. I didn’t need any alcoholic stimulate, I just wanted to get started. I finally realized that teasing Jill had the same effect on her as teasing and foreplay with a man. I sat on the bar stool with my legs partially open as she was fixing things. My little skirt was hiked up quite a way so she would have a good look at my very wet pussy. This was starting to do the trick. She was getting turned on. Her nipples were hardening and pushing against the lace material of her gown. Of course this was turning me on as well. We sat in the kitchen flirting with one another like naughty school girls while having the wine and cheese. As mentioned in my last letter, that demon alcohol gets to me every time and this was no different.

Jill saw that I was getting tipsy. She walked up to me and kissed me with a deep sensitive kiss. I kissed her back knowing we would soon be in each others’ arms and having great sex. Her hands traced my nipples which were getting harder by the moment. When she was not rubbing my tits, I would squeeze and pinch them myself. Apparently she realized the heightened awareness I feel when stimulating my tits, and from then on she rarely ignored them. I reached for her sweet spot to find hers as wet as mine. We picked up the rest of the ‘hor derves’ and wine and headed toward her bedroom. I was in front of her on the staircase when she reached up and traced my pussy as I climbed the steps. I stopped and turned around. As she arrived on the same step we embraced in another fiery kiss. This time I rubbed her pussy. As I pressed one finger into her slit it came out dripping wet, in fact her body shivered a little with my touch. I turned and ran to her bedroom. She put the hor derves on the night stand and I put the wine bottle next to that.

When I sat on her bed I was ready for anything, but what happened next was a bit of a surprise. After she had me flying high with the anticipation of sex, she reached into her night stand and pulled out a strap-on dildo. She wanted to use it on me. I thought this would be a new and different feeling, and went along. It was different. I noticed that this dildo had a dual purpose. It had a huge cock with a great bulbous head and even a pair of balls, but most important, it also had another triple bulged cock that was inserted into the wearer. I realized that this double dildo was designed to bring pleasure to both of us at the same time. It wasn’t till later that I found out just how much pleasure. The protruding dildo was at least ten inches of fabulous stiff yet rubbery material. It has an unobtrusive stretch strap and really delighted both of us. She strapped it on and stroked it as if it were a real cock and she was giving it a hand job. I also stroked it, and it did feel real except that it was a little cool to the touch. While putting it on she made sure her portion was well placed in her cunt after which she shook it at me like guys sometimes do. As she and I stroked it I understood that the little dick was playing havoc with her clit and ‘g-spot’. I grabbed it and lightly sucked is as if it were the real thing. She went wild when I stroked it up and down. I knew then that it was perfectly placed inside of her tight little hole. She was able to take full advantage of all the motions from me playing with it - as if I was masturbating my man. When I sank my hot little hole onto that incredible shaft she was also feeling all the movements. I had no idea that I could have this much fun with another woman with a strap-on. As I looked down at her beautiful face I knew that the feelings our lovemaking was giving both of us was just what we needed at that moment.

And knowing this might be the perfect thing of the future for both of us when ever our men are not around to fulfill us gave me a feeling of satisfaction. I had the notion that I need never go without great sex again.

Jill pumped that silicone cock in and out of me slowly at first, then deeper and faster, just the way I like it. But the gigantic size of that rubber phallus really hit the right spots. I was soon having one orgasm after another. Little ones at first but they were certainly growing in vitality. She rammed that delightful cock in further and further with each stroke, and I’m glad she did. I was soon accepting the full length of that huge rod. Even though I knew that the shaft surging in and out of me was not real, that feeling in itself made me more relaxed. There was no reason to fret any sexual problems at all. It was feeling of total abandon. There was no possibility of problems that may be associated with casual sex (disease) and as far as pregnancy, my partial hysterectomy took care of that some time ago. I usually don’t think of these things at a time like this, but for some reason it struck me that having sex with Jill and her dildo would not pose these problems at all. Next thing I knew I was out in space — little surges of delight rushed over my body again and again. In fact I thought I might be able to have the big "O" if this kept up.

Jill and I played with each other constantly. When she wasn’t dragging her nipples against my tits, she would press and massage them as she fucked me with that delightful dildo. When I closed my eyes I was having feelings that it was a man pounding in and out of me. Jill said afterwards that she was having much the same feelings. She said the portion of the dildo that was rubbing her clit as we fucked one another was giving her little orgasms as well.

During our next foray I found out what she was talking about, I got to wear the ‘strap-on’. After a brief intermission and another glass of wine, it was my turn to wear the dildo. Just to be safe I rinsed it off before inserting it into what was quickly becoming an unconstrained cunt. As I started to insert that eight-inch part of the dildo, Jill instructed me that the curved tiny dick was to go straight up so it could rub my ‘G’ spot. She wanted me to make sure it was properly placed. I realized a few minutes later that the feelings were so powerful from that little extra dick on the dildo that not placing it properly would have been a tremendous loss. I’d used dildos and vibrators before, but this was way past those toys. This dildo was created by someone who knew exactly what they were doing. Shit, as I was putting it in, I remember shivering a little like I did the first time I used a dildo on myself - that’s how good it felt.

A few minutes later Jill and I were having sex again. But this time I had the upper hand. I was dragging my tits against hers and teasing her body with that fascinating dildo.

The part that was inside of me had three lumps not far apart from each other, lumps like on a butt plug. That was what held it into my pussy. The little dick was placed perfectly and was delightfully pressing against my ‘G’ spot. Wow, the feelings were sensational. I rubbed my own tits to find them harder than I have ever felt them before. My nipple tips were very hard too and protruding, begging for service. I felt myself climbing the ladder to ecstasy very quickly.

With the delightful dildo placed correctly inside of me, I was ready to "fuck" Jill’s luxurious cunt. She slid down to the edge of the couch. Her back on the bottom cushions and her sex on display for me to fill with the silicone cock. Just like some guys do, I slapped her cunt with the dick. She even mentioned that her boyfriend likes to slap her cunt with his cock as well. Jill guided the ten inch long part of her dildo into her very wet pussy. It slipped in easily since she was still slippery from the previous sex session. She shrieked a delightful moan as I pushed that long phallus into her. Her passion made me feel the delight between my legs even more. As I pressed into and out of her swollen love canal the little dick mentioned earlier was doing a number on me. I could feel the pleasurable little dick press against my ‘G’ spot with every surge — and did I ever ‘GO’. I remember wishing my boyfriend’s cock had a little extra piece to do the same thing, I’d get off every time we’d fuck if that were the case. I was in heaven from the sensations her dildo was giving me. As I was screwing her I would release my vaginal muscles a little to allow my part of the dildo to escape one or two lumps and then allow it to shove back inside of me. As the lumps moved back inside they would give me a thumping sensation and would make my pussy lips undulate over the ridges - an extra sensation. I must have come a dozen times with her dildo shoved so far up my cunt. But I think most of all, I had a better time while the dildo was strapped to me and I was the one in control. I was getting the full benefit from the little dick and the astonishing feeling of having my cunt FULL. The only thing missing was the pearly white hot man cum, other than that - it was perfect.

As I’m writing this and remembering the evening above, I’m wearing a battery powered electric egg that’s humming away in my cunt right now. Hell, this little egg has me so wet that I had to put a towel on my typing chair to keep from staining the cloth seat.

Although my boyfriends keep me rather well satisfied sexually, sometimes I simply want something different. Jill has been the solution lately. She knows just what I like and just how to give it to me. And I think she enjoys the reciprocation I give to her sexual being as well.

I don’t know where she got that delightful dildo, but I’ll find out. It was wonderful!
 

Jeanne T. New Orleans, Louisiana