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The Japanese woman had wandered close. "Excuse me. Take thebatteries. The lubricant smells awful and tastes worse."
They looked at the clerk. "Tastes like shit," she agreed. "Dogs run screaming when they smell it."
Connie signed her invoice while asking, "Do you come here often?"
"Until a year ago, never. But since my gentleman friend left me... almost every month."
Connie passed back the slip and gave the Japanese woman a long look. "Did he go blind or stupid?"
The woman smiled charmingly. "He could not remain sanguine in the face of my sapphic infidelities."
Connie blinked and then it registered. "Ahhh, well, I'm very sorry. I'm Connie and I am pleased to have met you..."
"Emily." She shook Connie's hand, then turned to Kim.
"This is Kim."
"A delight." She held Kim's hand a moment longer than necessary. "Perhaps we will meet again, here."
"That'd be nice," Kim stammered. Connie accepted their bagged purchase from the clerk and they left.
Outside, in the now-blowing snow, Connie said, "I think she'd like to join us."
"I -- I think I might have liked that, too -- but not tonight. Not now." She took a deep breath. exhaling billows of steam in the chill night. "Well, I'm parked in the garage up Sixth." She led Connie, for change. As they waited to cross Sixth Avenue, Kim finally said, "Would you be mad if I said I wish we could've gotten her name?"
"Furious." Connie held a piece of white tag board in front of Kim's face. It was a business card. Emily's name, address and office and home phone numbers were on it. "She slipped it in my pocket while she was giving you goosebumps."
"She's an lawyer?"
"So we have to call her. Didn't your mother always want to see you get involved with a doctor or lawyer? Light's changed." Connie strode out onto Sixth Avenue, leaving a stunned Kimberly rooted in drifting snow behind her. Kim barely caught up before the light changed. She scooped snow from the nearest car -- which was parked at a fire hydrant -- and delivered said snow to the back of Connie's neck. They shrieked and giggled and raced to the garage.* * *
"Let's see, this goes here -- I think..."
Kim watched as Connie tried to decipher the straps for the Joni's Butterfly. It was an absurdly flesh-colored triangle of latex, with raised nubbins on the little vertical ridge meant to fit into the labia. It was held in place by elastic red-and-black straps that some fool had probably thought were sexy. One strap went around each thigh at garter height, the other went around the waist.
"I think that's it." Connie lifted the small, black plastic control set. "Feels funny." She popped open the case and inserted a pair of double-A batteries. She snapped the case shut and thumbed the slide switch slightly, until a low buzz was audible -- and visible.
"Oooooooh, jeeeeez..." Connie sat, abruptly, on the bed, her eyes out of focus and her nipples hard. Except for the Butterfly, she was as naked as Kim, a state they had reached, with much giggling and caressing and surprising speed, very shortly after closing the door behind them.
Now she was starting to moan as an orgasm gathered in Connie's flat belly. She saw Kim's huge, broad nipples hardening, till it looked as if the entire ends of her large, firm breasts were covered with some sort of enormous swellings. Connie's hips were moving almost against her will as Kim reached over and took the little black control box from Connie's lax fingers.
"What -- " Connie started to ask, and then Kim thumbed the control up higher. The buzzing sound grew louder.
So did Connie.
"AUUUGGGHHH!" She dropped both hands over the latex and crammed it against her cunt as she fell back, writhing, on the bed, her legs bent over the edge and her belly rippling as the orgasm tore through her. Kim leaned over and lightly tongued Connie's ferociously swollen left nipple, then the right one. and finally lowered the rheostat control to its lightest setting -- without turning it off.
"You gotta try this," Connie gasped when her orgasms had subsided sufficiently to allow speech.
Kim nodded and dropped the control box to the bed beside her still spasming lover. She stood, young, voluptuous and burning with lust, and began fixing her Butterfly in place. Connie simultaneously loaded a pair of double-A batteries into the control box for Kim's device. Connie's hands were trembling.
As soon as Kim had snapped the last garter into place, Connie thumbed the slide control and watched Kim's face go slack with pleasure. She reached up to her and guided Kim down onto her while Kim groped for and found the control for Connie's Butterfly.
They pushed the controls up at the same time as they kissed. Instantly, each locked the other in a rib-bruising embrace as the little latex nubbins began vibrating on their engorged clits and sopping pussies, sending both into paroxysms of pleasure.
As they writhed together, Kim gradually used her greater size and strength to spread Connie's arms and legs on the bed beneath her. Her tits hung right over Connie's face, a happy situation of which Connie quickly took full advantage. She mouthed Kim's gorgeous nipples, trying and failing to get a liplock on them, then lightly clamping her teeth on the turgid, over-sized teats. She worried one, then the other, then rapidly turned her head from side to side, the faster to work her young lover high and farther into orgasm.
Kim simultaneously ground her pelvis down at Connie till their Butterflys were pressed against each other. Kim used her shins to hold Connie's ankles against the bed and fucked at her hungrily, grinding Connie's -- and her own -- Butterflys into their cunts and clits.
"C'mon, you slut!" Kim hissed. "Cum for me! Cum!"
The words suddenly pushed Connie over the edge. She arched up at the larger woman, her cunt contracting hungrily and the dual vibrators hummed and buzzed her into a mammoth orgasm.
Feeling Connie's explosion triggered Kim's. She arched her head back and wailed, loud and long, grinding down with her buzzing cunt against Connie's shaking crotch. Kim shuddered violently and fell off Connie, rolling onto the bed. She was still twitching and shivering when Connie found and lowered the controls on both their vibrator.
Connie recovered first. She stood on unsteady knees and wobbled to the bag containing their other purchases. She bounced off the door jamb on her way out of the bedroom.
Kim gradually came down from her sex-stoned high. She had wanted Connie so desperately that she would have had a series of huge orgasms in any event; the devices had merely triggered the explosions. Yet, for all her cumming, she still craved Connie -- and more!
Slowly, Kim became aware of the sound of running water. Shower? No, it was the kitchen. She tried to call out a question to Connie, but found her throat wasn't working quite right at the moment.
Then the water stopped and a few seconds later, Connie returned -- carrying the butt plug, the U-shaped dildo with the knobs and the enormous, 20-inch long double-dong.
"I'd forgotten how much it turns me on to the pushed around a little in bed -- and how juicy I get when my lover talks dirty!" She dropped the toys on the bed beside Kim. "Now, get your K-Y out, honey, because I'm really feeling slutty, now!"
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