by Amy Valenti
The young blonde who had asked all the questions earlier that evening gasped and stood, her eyes shining as she came toward Tasha. “That’s me!”
“Our lucky winner!” Tasha announced with a smile. “Those of you who want to sign up for rides, please do so… we’ll be back soon.”
“Not that soon,” Holly smiled, flipping her long, straight blonde hair over her shoulder as she followed Tasha back down the stairs.
“Choose whatever you like,” Tasha said, showing her the accessories.
Holly pointed to a ribbed dildo, about five inches long. “That one.”
“All righty.” Tasha attached it, squirting some lubricant over the head. “Are you ready?”
The blonde hesitated. “Can I… is it possible to get a tape done, for my boyfriend?”
Tasha smiled. “Sure. It costs a little extra…”
“Oh, that’s fine,” the girl said with a wave of her hand.
“Okay, just let me get the camera out.”
While Tasha set it up, the girl undressed, putting her jeans and long t-shirt over the chair, and taking off her bra and panties, too, so when she climbed up onto the machine she was completely naked. ‘
“All set,” Tasha told her, sitting the camera on a tripod. “Do you want just a wide angle view, or would you like me to do some close ups?”
Holly frowned. “What do you mean?”
“Well…” Tasha cleared her throat. “I just thought… he might like to see your face when you were coming… or how your breasts bounce… or your pussy… kind of up close and personal…”
“Ohhhh.” The blonde flushed slightly, but her eyes were bright. “Yes, do some close-ups… he’ll like that…”
I’m sure he will, Tasha thought, turning on the camera as the blonde started up the machine. God knows I do… The steady ache between Tasha’s thighs had grown all night long as woman after woman climaxed on her machine. Now this young, little blonde was sliding her shaved pussy down into the dildo’s shaft, moaning softly as the cock inside her began to rotate and vibrate at once, and Tasha could barely keep still.
Tasha kept the camera wide-focused for a while, as the young girl moaned and rocked on the Sybian. Her breasts were sweet, rounded and pink-tipped, her nipples hardening as she rode, faster and faster. When Holly’s fingers moved down between her legs, spreading her smooth lips, Tasha zoomed in. The girl was easing her clit down against the machine, pulling the hood back to expose the nub of flesh and rub it there.
“Ohhhh yesss!” Holly moaned, using her other hand to tug at one of her nipples, rolling it between her thumb and forefinger. Tasha panned the camera up her taut, flat belly with its silver navel ring, focusing for a moment on the way her breasts swayed slightly back and forth as she rode the machine.
Tasha bit her lip, trying to control her fast breathing as she watched the girl’s climax peak. Her own pussy was throbbing between her legs, her panties soaked. The blonde’s head went back for a moment, as she let out a long, low moan, her whole body shaking. Then her flushed face fell forward, her eyes closed, her mouth open slightly, her cheeks flushed with heat as she shuddered on top of the machine.
Holly turned the dials down, but not off, gasping for breath and still trembling. Tasha zoomed the camera out again, waiting. The young girl bit her lip, and her hips began to rock once more, back and forth, up and down. She reached for the controls, and the machine hummed to life once more.
She wasn’t done yet.
Tasha swallowed hard, sinking into a chair with the camera, leaving it wide-angle as she watched the blonde start to ride it again. She was completely lost in her own pleasure—she probably didn’t even remember that Tasha, or the camera, existed. The young girl spread her thighs wide over the back of the machine, and Tasha knew, when she turned the rotation up, that she was working toward a g-spot orgasm. The way her eyes were clenched, her lower lip drawn in under her teeth, and the sweet way her hips rolled over the machine told her that.
Fuck! I want to ride, too! Tasha thought, squeezing her legs together and willing herself to be patient. When everyone went home, she reasoned… then it would be her turn to celebrate. Watching the little blonde made her ache all over. Holly was moaning louder and louder, her hands grasping the front of the Sybian.
“Ohhhh fuck, oh God, yes, yes!” Holly cried, running one hand through her long hair as she arched her back, gathering and holding some of it there as she fucked the rotating dildo shoved up inside her pussy. Tasha focused there for a moment, watching the girl’s pussy lips working over the vibrating ridge of the machine, knowing that the dildo up inside her was about to send her right over the edge.
“Oh I’m coming!” the girl moaned, her whole body flushed with pleasure as her climax peaked, making her tremble with the force of it. The camera was still focused between the blonde’s legs, and Tasha barely restrained a gasp when the girl’s pussy began to flood, spilling clear fluid down the machine in little rivers.
Gonna have to really clean up after this one, Tasha thought, as the blonde turned the controls down. She sat panting for a moment before starting them back up again.
Still not done. A girl after my own heart, Tasha thought, repressing a smile. Glancing at her watch, she saw that they only had another five minutes or so. Upstairs, she could hear the sound of the party going on and could almost feel the anticipation of the women who still wanted a full ride. She could barely stand the pressure between her legs. She was aching to touch her clit. Instead, she crossed one knee over the other, took a shaky breath, and zoomed in on the girl’s pussy again.
The wetness all over the machine made it slippery and Holly was fucking it good now, really going for a ride. Her pussy lips mashed against the machine, and she rocked on it for all she was worth, tugging and pulling at her nipples.
“Fuck me, yeah!” she moaned, panting. “Fuck that juicy cunt until I come all over you, big boy!”
Her boyfriend is gonna explode when he watches this, Tasha thought, attempting to hold the camera still.
“Oh baby, oh baby, yes, yes, that’s so fucking good!” the girl cried in a high, tight voice, her thighs trembling with some unseen effort. Tasha knew the cock up inside her was doing its work, pressing her further and further toward that edge.
“Gonna come for you, baby,” Holly moaned, and Tasha nearly gasped when the girl looked straight at the camera through half closed eyes, eyes that seemed filled with more pleasure than one human could possibly stand, and said, “I’m gonna come so good for you, all for you, baby, ohhhhhhhhh FUCK! NOW!”
And she came again, nearly screaming with her orgasm, her body bucking hard against the machine. The force of it was incredible, and the girl fell sideways onto the table, panting and gasping for breath. The machine was still going, thick with her juices, and she groped for the controls, turning the dials down.
“I think your boyfriend is going to like this tape,” Tasha said, pushing the button to stop recording and setting the camera down.
Holly half-smiled, looking at her through dazed eyes. “I hope so. I’ll come make one every day for him if he wants me to.”
Tasha smiled back. “Welcome to the club.”
Chapter Five
Ashley sat and watched the video in silence, her eyes blank behind her thick-framed glasses. Tasha gave her sidelong looks, waiting for some response, some reaction. There was none. When the video was over, Tasha clicked the “stop” button and set the remote down.
“Well, that’s it,” she said, standing. “Do you have any questions?
The woman tucked a long strand of brown hair behind her ear, looking up at Tasha. She shook her head and gave her a shrug. “No.”
“Okay,” Tasha said brightly. “Well, let’s just choose an accessory...”
Ashley followed readily enough, staring at the various dildo-shapes. She looked over at Tasha, shrugging helplessly. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter.”
Tasha frowned, her brow knitting. This woman ha
d been referred by a Club member for a free session (the referral system was working out quite nicely for their business!) but she sure didn’t seem very interested.
“How about this one?” Tasha offered, holding up the smallest, least offensive accessory, a ridged, flesh-colored one, only three and a half inches long.
“Okay,” Ashley agreed, her dark head nodding, her hair falling into her face.
Tasha chewed on her lower lip as she attached it to the machine, lubricating it as always. The dark-haired woman stood in the corner, hugging her arms.
“You know what to do?” Tasha asked, holding up the controls. “The directions were clear?”
Again, that nod. “I’ll be fine.”
Tasha nodded, grasping the doorknob and looking at her again. “I’ll be right outside, if you need anything. Okay?”
Ashley nodded fast, her hair flying.
When Tasha closed the door, she leaned against it, listening. There was no noise at all. Should I ask her if she’s okay? she wondered. This was the weirdest session she had ever had, and that included the two leather-clad lesbians who had joined last week. She’d never seen anyone respond this way, and she thought she’d seen everything from nervous apprehension to eager anticipation.
Then she heard a gentle buzzing from behind the door and relaxed. Ahhh, okay then. She was just... shy? Tasha took a seat outside the door, glancing at her watch. She would give her a warning at five minutes. The hum from behind the door grew a little louder and Tasha smiled. Good... she was getting into it... and yep, that was the sound of the rotation beginning.
After the first introductory party was such a huge success, the next two had been even bigger. Word of mouth was spreading like wildfire, and Tasha was getting dozens of emails a day. She could barely keep up with it all and her day job, too. Max had told her just last week, if it kept up this way, she could kiss corporate life goodbye and do this full time if she wanted. She couldn’t imagine anything better.
“Oh... oh... God... what...!” Ashley’s voice from behind the door. Tasha cocked her head, listening, waiting. There was a kind of humming that went along with the machine, and she could tell it was Ashley, “Mmmm... mmmmmm...mmmmmmm!” It was sort of a sweet sound, like a little kid eating ice cream and exclaiming its creamy goodness after every lick. Tasha smiled.
“Oooooo wooowwwww!”
Wow? Tasha wondered? Or “Ow?” She listened carefully, the sound of the machine growing louder.
“Ohwowohwowohwow!” The words were running together and Tasha still wasn’t sure if it was the sound of pleasure or pain. Sometimes it was hard to tell the difference!
“Oh my God! Oh! Something’s happening!” The woman sounded panicked and Tasha stood, putting her hand on the doorknob.
“Are you okay?” she called, rapping gently on the door. “I’m here.”
“Something’s happening!” the woman said again, moaning loudly. “Oh nooo oh what’s happening! Please! Help me!”
Tasha opened the door, peeking around to see Ashley sitting completely naked on top of the machine. Her breasts were full and bottom heavy, the areolas dark and enormous, her nipples as large as nickels in the center. They were swaying as she rocked, the dark, thick hair of her pussy glistening, a stark contrast against the flesh-colored strip resting on top of the Sybian. She was still wearing her glasses, Tasha noted with a smile, but her eyes were closed tight behind them.
“It’s okay.” Tasha closed the door behind her and came to stand next to the woman. “It’s probably just the first time you’re going to have a g-spot orgasm...”
“No,” Ashley gasped, reaching out for Tasha and clasping her hand. “I never have... never...”
“Never...?” Tasha let the woman squeeze her hand as she moaned and rocked up on the machine, her breath coming fast and hard. Suddenly, it occurred to her what Ashley was trying to say. “Never... had an orgasm? Ever?”
“Nooooo,” Ashley half-moaned, half-lamented, squeezing Tasha’s hand in rhythm now. “Never... ever... have... oh my God!”
“It’s okay,” Tasha murmured, her heart racing as she watched the woman rolling her hips on the Sybian. “Just let it come... let it come...”
“Please!” Ashley moaned, her eyes opening in panic. “Oh, help me!”
Tasha stood on the stool next to the table, bringing her height up, so she was face to face with the dark-haired woman.
What happened next was just instinctive. Tasha cupped the woman’s face in her hands. “Ashley, look at me.”
Her eyes were beautiful, a deep, dark brown, and full of wonder and not a little fear.
“Good...” Tasha leaned in to kiss her. It was a soft kiss, just a connection, something to ground her, and it worked.
“Oooooooohhhhhh,” Ashley moaned, relaxing against Tasha, wrapping her arms around her neck. “It feels so good... too good.”
“Let it,” Tasha whispered into her ear, stroking her hair, the hum of the machine vibrating them both as they embraced. “You’re gonna come, sweetie... let it come...”
“Ohhh please,” she pleaded, and then her head flew up, her eyes widening and then closing again as she shuddered all over. Tasha held onto the woman as she collapsed against her shoulder again, crying out as her very first orgasm rocked her body again and again. The woman grabbed the controls, turning them way down, her thighs still trembling, a light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.
“Oh God,” Ashley whispered. “I didn’t know it would be like that...”
“It just gets better,” Tasha assured her, brushing the hair out of her eyes. “Trust me.”
The grateful look in the woman’s eyes was something Tasha would never forget as long as she lived. Ashley inclined her head and kissed her again, and Tasha smiled.
“Let me show you,” Tasha said, turning the controls up again, making the woman moan in response. “A woman’s body is an amazing thing... it’s about time you got to know yours, don’t you think?”
“Yesssssss!” Ashley moaned, her hands moving over her breasts, down her belly, pressing her palm against the dark hair of her pussy. “Ohhhh please, yessss, show me!”
Tasha glanced at her watch and saw that the woman’s time was about up. No more appointments today, anyway, she remembered, slowly edging up the rotation, watching the woman’s nipples harden.
“Okay,” Tasha agreed, running her hand over the same path that Ashley’s had taken, down her breasts, her belly, pressing fully over her pussy. “I’ll show you.”
Ashley’s body was trembling so much she could barely keep still. Tasha held onto her, standing on the stool next to the table where the dark haired woman was riding the Sybian. Tasha crooned and cradled her head against her shoulder.
“I can’t,” Ashley whimpered, shivering all over like someone with a fever. Her body was hot, flushed, like a little heater. Tasha smiled, stroking her hair.
“Yes you can,” Tasha murmured, fingering the controls. “Just hold onto me.” She had turned them way down after Ashley’s first—first ever!—orgasm, giving her time to catch her breath. Now she edged them up a notch. Just the vibration, not the rotation.
“It’s like a wave,” Tasha murmured into her ear as Ashley squirmed on the vibrating machine and clutched at her. “You just need to learn to ride it...”
Ashley gasped, her hips rocking in spite of her protest. She twisted and rocked, moaning softly and shaking her head. Tasha knew the feeling. You weren’t sure if you wanted to try to get away from the sensation or keep going. It was so intense it felt as if your whole body might burst into flame.
“Stay with it.” Tasha stepped back a little to let Ashley ride, but the woman grabbed her, pulling her in tight. “It’s okay... I know it’s intense.”
Tasha started the rotation, just a slow turn, and Ashley’s body stiffened in response. Her fingers dug into Tasha’s shoulder blades, her breath hot against her neck.
“Please,” Ashley begged, and Tasha stroked her cheek, dancing her
fingers over her collarbone to find the woman’s nipple. Dark and enormous, it was already hard, and Tasha thought it must be sensitive. She was right. The moment she had it between her thumb and forefinger, squeezing and rolling it, Ashley groaned and rocked faster on top of the Sybian.
“Ohhhhh!” Ashley threw her head back, her arms out, arching. Smiling, Tasha fingered her other nipple, pinching the dark, oval areolas gently and pulling forward a little as she squeezed. This made Ashley sigh with pleasure, her eyes closed behind her dark-rimmed glasses.
“Keep riding it... like a wave.” Tasha upped both controls, looking down at where the Sybian met the woman’s flesh. Her pussy was mashed against the machine, the thick dark hair beaded with wetness. Tasha reached her hand down and parted the woman’s lips with her fingers.
“Oh my God!” Ashley’s eyes flew open wide, surprised. Her clit was as tiny as her nipples were large, barely a nub and covered with thick folds of pink. Tasha moved to the front of the machine, using her fingers to spread the woman further, pushing back the hood of her clitoris until she could see that little glistening pearl. She had an urge to kiss it.
“Keep riding that wave,” Tasha encouraged, looking up at her, all that long dark hair falling into her face. Ashley was biting her lip, shaking her head, but there was no use resisting. Tasha had been there, too, not wanting it to go on, wanting it to go on forever.
“Oh!” Ashley cried out in surprise as her clit touched the slick, humming surface of the Sybian. “Ohhhhhhhhh!”
Tasha smiled. Ashley was lost. She was really rocking, now, her hips shifting back and forth, her pussy lips completely spread over the surface like the wet wings of a butterfly newly opened and drying in the sun. Tasha kept her fingers there, pulling back all the soft, pink folds of flesh, so her little clit could get the most exposure to the rising hum of the machine.
“Oh that’s so good!” Ashley cried, fingering her own nipples now. She mimicked Tasha’s earlier motion, her hands cupping their heavy weight, squeezing the areola as she came forward to pinch the nipple. “More... more!”