“What is that?” I asked, staring at the flesh colored object in her grasp.
“Just a little pleasure for both of us.”
I had never seen anything like it in my life. It was about twelve inches long and a good inch and a half in diameter. It looked like a giant cock, only it had a head on each end.
“Both of us like a big cock, so I thought we could have a little fun with this.”
Carly knelt down beside me and held one end of it close to my face.
“Suck it,” she told me.
I closed my eyes and took the head of it into my mouth. I was surprised at how realistic it felt. I could feel the detailed ridges in the shaft as I slid my mouth down on it.
“Get it good and wet,” Carly said as I licked up and down the latex cock.
I opened my eyes just in time to see her take the other end into her own mouth and start sucking on it. This little role playing game seemed a little odd to me, but I trusted Carly completely and continued to play along. I was actually beginning to enjoy it by the time she gently pulled the cock out of my mouth. She gently pushed my legs apart and pushed her finger inside of me.
“Mmmm,” she said as she licked my juices from her finger. “You’re good and ready.”
I felt her fingers spread my lips and then she eased the head of the cock inside of me. It was slightly larger than Neil and I tensed a little when I felt my opening stretch.
“Relax,” she soothed.
I took a deep breath and tried to do as she said. She eased it a little farther into me. She moved it in and out of me slowly, pushing it a little farther each time. I couldn’t believe the feelings that were building inside of me as she fucked me with that thing. She started massaging my clit with her other hand and continued to thrust the dildo in and out of me. She pushed it as far into me as it would go and held it completely still, continuing to rub my clit. My body jerked and I came hard, screaming out in pure pleasure.
I expected Carly to pull the huge thing out of me, but she didn’t. She moved between my legs, crossing her left leg over my right and sliding her right leg under my left. I had no idea what she was going to do next, but I didn’t object.
She pushed the other end of the dildo into her own wet pussy. Her tiny lips were touching mine as she consumed it and she moved her hips back and forth. A new round of sensations took over my body and I moved my hips up and down. Her pussy was pressed against mine and our juices mixed as we fucked each other with the two-headed cock.
Her hands caressed my thighs and I pulled desperately at the fibers in the carpet. We both moaned from the sheer ecstasy that we were feeling. I pushed against her, not being able to get enough of the sensation that I was feeling.
I truly felt like the earth moved when I came a second time. Every muscle in my body was constricted and I shook as I pushed harder against her. She pushed back against me and her fingernails bit into skin on my thighs. The pain was pleasurable and brought on a third, but less intense, wave of pleasure.
Neither of us could move once it was over. We just laid there on the floor with that large cock inside of us, breathing heavily and enjoying the moment. The ringing of my cell phone broke the moment.
“I should get that,” I said. “It might be Neil.”
The call had gone to voicemail by the time we untangled ourselves and I got to the phone. I guess the look of disappointment was obvious.
“Was it?” she asked, knowing that it was.”
“Yeah,” I smiled. “I’ll call him back in a little bit.”
“I’ll go so you can talk privately,” Carly said as she got up and began to dress.
I was almost disappointed that she was leaving, but I really did want to call him back and hear his beautiful raspy voice. Carly was a great distraction, but she could never take the place of Neil.
“I’ll call you in a couple of days and we’ll grab a bite to eat if you want. We don’t always have to end up naked, unless that’s what you want,” she teased me as she walked to the door.
I know I blushed again. I could feel the heat, but I tried to play it off, as usual.
“Dinner sounds good,” I said. “Call me and we’ll plan something.”
I didn’t even listen to the voicemail before dialing Neil’s number. I didn’t want to waste any time that I could spend talking to him. My heart skipped a little beat when he finally answered after the third ring.
“I didn’t wake you did I?” he asked as soon as he answered.
“No. I actually had company and didn’t get to the phone in time. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay. Who was your company, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“I don’t mind at all. It was Carly.”
“Oh,” he said in a knowing tone. “I bet I know why it took you a while to get to the phone then.”
“Neil!” I scolded him.
“It’s all right. I won’t ask for details,” he teased. “I hope you two had fun.”
“We did,” was all I would say.
“I know it’s late there so I won’t keep you long. I just wanted to let you know that you’re going to get a package in a day or two. I want you to give me a call before you open it. Okay?”
“What is it?” I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me.
“It won’t be a surprise if I tell you. Just promise me that you will call me before you open it.”
After begging several times, I gave up. I knew he wasn’t going to tell me. I would just have to wait until it came.
After we talked, I crawled into bed and fell fast asleep. I was drained of energy, but it was a great feeling.
Chapter Seven
“Hey Rebecca,” Samantha called out to me as I was walking toward the exit of our office building.
I turned around and saw her almost running to catch up with me.
“Did I forget something?” I asked.
“Not at all. I don’t get to see you often and I wanted to touch base with you. I’ve wanted to tell you what a great job you’re doing here. I also wanted to make sure that everything is going okay for you.”
“Well thanks. Everything seems to be going fine. I have finally gotten everything organized and Neil really did help me a lot when I started.”
“He’s awesome,” Samantha said. “That’s why I sent him out to Los Angeles. That office was in a mess. He almost has it running like it should. I’ll be glad when he gets back here next week though.”
I couldn’t let on about our relationship to Samantha. I know she wouldn’t approve so I tried to play it off.
“He’ll be back next week?”
“He’s supposed to be. He called today and told me that things were going as planned.”
“That’s good. I really need to go. I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said, trying to get away before my facial expressions or anything else gave away my feelings about Neil.
“Hey,” she stopped me once again. “There was one other thing I wanted to ask. Have you met anyone here? You know, like friends that you hang out with or anything?”
“I don’t really go out much. I’m just kind of a homebody. I do know a couple of people. We get together for pizza and beer once in a while,” I answered, hoping that she didn’t ask who.
“Well, some of go out about once a month after work for drinks and sometimes dinner. You’re welcome to join us the next time.”
“I’ll think about it,” I said with a genuine smile.
When I got to my apartment door, I saw it. There was a small plain brown box sitting on the floor in front of it. I was a little surprised at how small it was, but I was also extremely curious. It wasn’t the least bit heavy when I picked it up. I shook it to see if it rattled, and of course, it didn’t. Neil had obviously packed it well. I thought about opening it and just to see what it was and telling him that I hadn’t when he called, but I couldn’t do that. I made a promise to him and I planned to keep it.
The night seemed to drag by as I waited for my phone to ri
ng. There was nothing on television and I couldn’t keep my mind on reading when I tried. All I could think about was that little box taunting me from the coffee table.
Shortly after nine o’clock, I picked up the box, along with my phone, and headed to the bedroom. I was going to change clothes, crawl into bed, and try to read again until Neil called. I placed the little box on the edge of the bed and stripped out of my clothes. Just as I tossed them in the laundry hamper, my phone rang.
“Hey there!’ I said excitedly.
“Well hello,” Neil’s sexy voice flowed through the phone. “You sound like you have had a good day. Are you alone?”
“Of course I’m alone,” I answered. “I’m just happy to hear your voice.”
I know I sounded like a little school girl, but Neil made me feel that way. When I was with him or talking to him, I forgot about our age difference and became a young woman again.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Just getting ready for bed.”
I was trying to sound calm, but I was growing more impatient by the second. I knew he was stalling.
“Did anything interesting happen today?” he asked.
“Yeah. When I got home from work I had a little package sitting outside my door.”
“Really?” I could hear the devious smile in his voice. “Do you like it?”
“I have no clue. I was told not to open it until you called. Can I open it now?” I asked.
“You can, but I have one question before you do. What are you wearing?”
My face grew hot and I stuttered a bit as I answered, “n-nothing.”
“Perfect,” he said, almost in a whisper. “Sit down on the bed and open the box.”
Doing as instructed, I pulled the tape off the top and lifted the flaps. There was what appeared to be a smaller box wrapped in bubble wrap inside. I unwrapped and immediately blushed deeper. I was so thankful that he couldn’t see my face as I stared at the picture on the outside of the box. I don’t think I had ever seen one of those in person before.
“Well?” he asked.
“Um,” I stalled. “I’m not sure what to say.”
“Take it out of its box.”
I opened the top end of the box and pulled this thing out and stared at it in disbelief. It was an eight inch, flesh-colored, and very real looking cock, all except for the dial on the bottom. I turned it out of curiosity and almost dropped it on the floor when it started to vibrate in my hand.
“I took the liberty of putting batteries in it before I shipped it,” he said.
“What am I supposed to do with this thing,” I asked after I got it turned off.
“Lie down on the bed, put the phone on speaker, and I’ll tell you exactly what you’re supposed to do with it.” His voice had grown raspy and it turned me on just listening to him.
“Okay,” I said once I had had followed his initial commands.
“Turn it on low and rub the head of it across your nipples. I want them to stand up.”
I did, and my nipples were immediately hard.
“With one hand, lightly pinch one of them and hold the vibrator on it. Imagine me doing it,” he whispered and then paused for a moment. “Now do the same thing to the other one. Are they hard yet?”
I tried to answer, but my voice had left me. Clearing my throat, I was finally able to get a simple “yes” out.
“Good. Now slowly move the vibrator down your stomach. I want you to keep rubbing those beautiful tits with one hand. Are you getting wet yet?”
I was so embarrassed. I had never owned a vibrator before, much less masturbated while on the phone with someone, but I was dripping wet just from that little bit of conversation with Neil.
“I am,” I finally answered.
“I wish I was there to taste you and fuck you, but this will have to do for now. Spread your legs for me and turn the speed up. Rub the head of that cock across your pussy. Don’t touch your clit and don’t slide it in. Just tease yourself with it.”
I barely touched my delicate lips with it, but it felt like electricity bounced through my entire body. I could feel the wetness seeping out of me and I slowly rubbed the head of this latex cock up and down my slick pussy. I wanted to ease it inside of me, but I waited to see if I would be told to do so.
“How does that feel?” Neil asked.
“Good,” I whispered into the phone that was lying on the pillow beside my head.
“Spread your lips open and press its head into your clit. Hold it still and let it vibrate on that swollen little bump.”
“Oh!” I uttered.
I had never felt such a feeling in my life. The vibrations seemed to travel up and down my spine and out to my extremities. My hands were shaking and I arched my back up.
“My cock’s hard just thinking about you fucking yourself. I can just imagine you lying there and your sweet pussy glistening in the light of your bedroom.”
“I wish you were here to fuck me,” I breathed into the phone.
“Tell me how you want me to fuck you,” he responded.
“What?” I asked, not trying to hide the surprise in my voice.
“Tell me what you want me to do you. Tell me what you want to feel?”
I wasn’t sure what to say, but I tried to give him what he wanted.
“I want to feel your body on top of mine. I want your warm breath and your strong hands on my skin.”
“Come on, Rebecca. You can do better than that,” he urged. “Tell me what you really want.”
“I-I don’t know wh…”
“Do you want my cock?” he cut me off.
“Yes.”
“Then tell me what you want me to do with it.”
“I want you to fuck me,” I nervously told him. “I want you inside of me.”
“Where?”
“In my…,” I stalled before finishing the sentence. “I want your cock inside my pussy.”
I immediately felt the heat in my face. I had never been asked to talk to someone like that and wasn’t sure that I could do it, but if it was what Neil wanted, I would try.
“See? That wasn’t so hard was it?” Neil laughed. “Now speaking of hard, why don’t you slide my hard cock inside your little pussy and tell me how it feels.”
I didn’t hesitate to ease the latex cock inside of me. With the exception of the vibrations, it felt so real. I moaned as I eased it deep inside.
“Does it feel good?” he asked.
“Mmmmhmmmm,” was all I could manage.
“Slowly fuck that wet little pussy with it,” he commanded. “Push it in as far as it will go and then ease it almost all the way out. Does that feel good?”
“God yes!” I said as I followed his instructions.
“Move it faster.”
His breathing was getting heavier and I assumed he was lying in bed stroking his cock as he talked to be. I closed my eyes and imagined him between my thighs, pushing his cock deep inside of me. I lifted my hips into the air and pounded the vibrator deep inside of me.
“Oh God!” I cried out.
My legs involuntarily clamped together, holding my arm still. I struggled against my own rigid muscles to continue thrusting the cock in and out of my pussy. I jerked on the bed as I came and I could hear him grunt into the phone. I knew he had released his load. I wanted so badly to be able to lick up every drop of his sweet cream.
My legs finally relaxed and fell open. I eased the cock out of me and rubbed it gently across my swollen and sensitive clit before turning it off.
“How was that?” he asked after a few moments of silence.
“Good,” I shyly answered.
“I think the next time we should use a video chat,” he said with a devious little laugh.
“Maybe, but I would much rather have you right here with me,” I confessed.
“I won’t be gone much longer,” he said. “Until then, you have a new little toy to keep you company.”
The thought of using a
sex toy wasn’t something I had ever considered before, but Neil had opened me up to so much in the few months that we had been together. Who knows? I just might use it again sometime.
“Rebecca?”
His voice snapped me back to reality.
“I’m sorry. I was just thinking.”
“I thought I had lost you for a minute. I know you must be tired. I’ll hang up now so you can get some rest.”
“I am tired, but I miss your company so much,” I admitted.
“Oh beautiful lady, I miss you too,” his silky voice flowed through the phone.
“Will I talk to you tomorrow night?”
“Definitely. I love you, Rebecca.”
That was the first time that Neil had ever said that to me. I had thought I was falling in love with him, but I was afraid to tell him until that moment. I didn’t want to scare him off too quickly.
“I love you, too,” I whispered into the phone.
I thought of nothing else but Neil as I drifted off to sleep. After being broken down emotionally for so long, Neil’s attention was such a refreshing change. He was just what I needed at that point in my life.
Chapter Eight
The alarm sounded way before I was ready to get out of bed the next morning, but I had to propel myself out of bed and get ready for work. I hoped that it would be a busy day and I could keep my mind off of missing Neil. The morning didn’t disappoint me in that respect.
In the past I hadn’t developed social relationships with coworkers because of Kyle. He would never want to go out for drinks or dinner with anyone, nor would he allow me to go out on my own. I didn’t want to have to make excuses of why I couldn’t go out with the girls so it was just easier to keep to myself. I was slowly moving away from the old me in that respect, so I gladly accepted when a couple of the other accountants asked me to join them for lunch.
It felt good to be able to have a conversation with other people that didn’t center on work. I was feeling really good about things until we returned to the office from lunch. There was a sign in the lobby of the office building directing us all to be in the conference room upstairs at 1:30. We were all puzzled because there was no scheduled meeting for that day, but we dutifully reported at the given time.
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