Toys For Lesbians

Okay, so this is what I was thinking…

A.) Gina knew I really wanted anal from her.

B.) That was kind of a large dildo we had bought and now was attached to her strap-on harness; not huge but big enough, as far as I was concerned.

C.) Though I was, in fact, right then on all fours looking back at her apply a liberal amount of lubrication on the black rubber phallus, I could be just as happy on my back if Gina wanted to take me that way. Considering the girl’s near perfect C cups, me laying back and being fucked while I stared at Gina’s firm chest was just as good a possibility then the out-and-out submissive pose of me taking it up the ass on all fours under her.

Really I am very accommodating when my ass is about to be plowed.

D.) I probably couldn’t be lubed enough for that fake cock, seeing as it had been quite a while since I had done anything anal.

“You’re awfully quiet babe,” the big blond behind me offered.

I guess I had been considering my four points a little longer then I should have seeing I was bent there waiting, ass up, cheeks spread, face to the pillow, not offering her protest or prodding.

“I’m a little nervous,” I said, not exactly telling the truth.

True, anytime I got into anything where ass-play was involved a little shutter did run through me, but I wasn’t really afraid Gina was going to hurt me as much as I was just anticipating this first time with her and our dildo.

From what I knew of our relationships; the good, the bad, the ugly and the sweet I have been through in my twenty nine years, a sex life can flow on tides as high or as low as the people involved can swim (and often times they don’t swim together). In fact, there had been those occasions (and a little too many if truth be told) where I had been the one riding high and my lover had been drowning there in the low currents of boredom or I was aching for anything_but_sex while my partner was bragging to close confidants about our sex being the best they had ever had.

I had been lucky with Gina so far; we seemed to both be on the same page with our needs and fears. I had the word anal out my mouth about the same time she was showing me an Internet site of “things I’d like to try”, clicking over the dildo pages. So we seemed pretty well matched.

Still she was about to fuck me up the ass.

It did give one pause.

“You still want this?” she said and scooted an inch closer to my open ass.

“I still want this,” I said, then lean forward into the pillow, on one cheek, my face shmushed down deep. “Do it nice and slow, but give me it all.”

I guess I had made the decision to have her take me from behind. Hell as far as I was concerned this wasn’t going to be the first time for us and anal; either her giving to me or me to her. We’d start this way and see how we both felt afterwards.

“Just move your right leg a bi…” she said.

I gulped, the head of the cock was in me! A tear came to my eye, not from pain but from realizing that this girl, who might actually turn out to be one of the great partners of my life, had had the courage to take me at my word, spread my ass, lubricate us both and now open me in a way I so ached for but never got enough of.

“Next time,” Gina said, laying on top of me. Christ my ass opened so easily; like falling off a bike and getting right back on, I snickered to myself.

“…next time, maybe we get you on your back.”

Ah, yes, Gina and I might just be destined for each other, I thought.

     “I’m gonna stay just right here,” Jenny said as she circled the tip of the dildo just inside Donna’s wet anus.

     “It…it feels so…urm,” the smaller girl squealed as she stayed frozen on all fours in front of her lover.

     “Just nice and easy, round and round,” Jenny continued as she slowly circled the lubricated tip of the toy in the puckering opening of her girlfriend.

     Though she had been planning all week to open Donna this way, in fact to keep her girlfriend plied and aroused with this overly cool lubricated toy, Jenny was just as determined to have Donna ache for more of the dildo up her ass, to open and allow a nice deep exploring, to have this tight little circling tease Donna so much she would come back on Jenny and demand the thing all the way up her ass.

     Jenny knew the only way to accomplish this, the only way to really get Donna to open up and want more was to give her less from the outset. It had worked through the past six months of their dating, slow teases of interminable length that would see Donna grow so crazy she’d reach out, clutch, whine, and grind, basically demand from Jenny exactly what Jenny wanted to give Donna anyway. For Jenny it was Donna’s eventual acquiesce, even to activities she had yet to engage in or had very little experience in that made Jenny wettest of all.

     The couple’s first foray into using a lesbian anal toy, a dildo made just for the purpose of ass exportation, was one such happenstance where Jenny looked to break Donna into wanting what she initially admitted scared her.

     It had been a nice half year of Jenny coming into her own as the dominate partner in the sex life she shared with Donna, a role that suited her personality as well as befitting the difference in the couple’s ages (Jenny was 35, Donna 30). Jenny grew wetter every time she asserted more of her will over the wide-hipped southern girl and Donna seemed to lose less and less of her inhibitions as Jenny pushed her. Never before had either girl ever been comfortable to explore roles so defined in their sex lives.

     The women had flirted with anal play the past few months, but this was the first time Jenny had introduced a toy and had actually inserted it into Donna. For Donna, her experiments had been many ‘back there’ but never truly successful. In her years experimenting in college, many boys had tried to engage her in anal sex but after she realized her true desire lie in the women around her she found so attractive, she had spent years simple exploring the joys of oral sex with female partners, that penetration, certainly anal penetration had passed her by. Sure there had been those few occasions, but beyond fingers, really Donna had never experienced anything truly up her ass.

     For Jenny, she lived for the hunt, the experiment, the challenge and the diversion more than she lived for any one activity. If her sex play took her into a three-some, so be it, if it meant buying a nice thin smooth toy to shove up Donna’s ass so slowly the girl came to crave it, then so be it.

     “I wan…I wan…” Donna said, arching her pretty freckled back, her inner thighs shaking. “I wanna, I wa…”

The moment was at hand, Jenny knew. She pushed in slightly and kept the tight circle pressed, opening the anus before her incrementally, waiting for Donna to say it, to open, to allow, to submit, to…

     “I wanna see you take this,” Donna suddenly said, and lean forward, enough to pop herself off the toy. She spun quickly on her knees and faced Jenny, who was kneeling there looking down at the now loosed dildo in shock.

     “It feels so good in there, I want you to feel it,” Donna said, got to her knees and kissed Jenny, then stood with a shot to run to her purse lying on the pub chair in the corner of the room.

“I bought you one, to; you wanna feel it, right?”

     Equally naked, sitting and surprised Jenny looked up at her lover as Donna came across the floor to her, a smile across her alabaster face and nearly an identical dildo in her hand as was in Jenny’s.

     “We can start with those tight little circles,” Donna said kneeling to the bottle of lubricant between them. “That felt really great.”