Sissy Powers Ch. 02

We had had a quick lunch at the mall, so I was feeling refreshed and energetic. "So... are you saying...?" I trailed off hopefully.

"I didn't want Heather playing with your pussy today, but that's only because I wanted to be the first one to do that," explained Clara, looking at me with excitement in her eyes.

I moaned and felt my pussy start to drip with anticipation. My legs spread slightly, almost of their own accord, and Clara moved closer to my side.

"Are you excited to know what it's felt like every time you've played with my pussy, every time you've fucked me or eaten me out or used one of our toys on me?" she whispered into my ear, leaning into me so that her tits pressed around my petite shoulder.

I shuddered, the heat from my pussy almost scorching. "Oh my god baby, please, I want it so badly..." I moaned, almost in orgasm already just from the thought and anticipation. Her right hand cupped my left breast, squeezing it and eliciting a strenuous moan from me before sliding down my torso to my pelvic mound. Just when I thought she was going to run her finger down my slit, her hand diverted and massaged my right thigh.

I whimpered my longing, looking at Clara with big, needy eyes. "Please, Clara, please..." I breathed, my voice pulsing with desire.

"Please what, Leah?" she said with an evil smirk.

"Please, baby, I need you to touch me; I need you to touch my pussy and make me cum." As I finished saying that, she leaned forward to kiss me. As our lips made contact, her hand snuck back up my thigh and slowly, steadily her finger ran along my slit from bottom to top, ending by circling my clit.

"Oh holy fuck!" I yipped, my body jolting from the sudden sensation.

"Pretty sensitive, huh?" Clara smirked. She was clearly enjoying knowing how my pleasure centers were wired better than I did, playing my body like an instrument. I just nodded, my mouth hanging open panting and my eyes begging for more.

Her finger started to draw tight circles around my clit, and every time it passed over the shaft I felt my body strum with energy. She did this again and again, building up energy until I was almost gasping for air, thrusting my chest towards her and arching my back almost to the limit. "I'm keeping you right on the edge, aren't I?" Clara questioned, knowing the answer. I just nodded, whimpering and begging but not capable of mustering words.

"Do you want me to make you cum, slut?" she asked, and brushed over the head of my clitoris very lightly. Even that limited contact was almost enough to make me cum, and my panting became ragged breaths of physical exertion. Every muscle in my body was taut, ready for the biggest relief of my life. I nodded frantically, hoping she'd accept that as a response and not make me try to speak.

Clara apparently understood my dire need, as her left hand grabbed my ass at the same time as her right hand finally made real, strong contact with my clit. She pushed down on it, circled it, and then flicked it from side to side and up and down. Every motion she made had me on a new level of pleasure, and I screamed her name so loudly I'm certain our neighbors heard it (we love in a condo building). I can't describe the sensation too well, though, because after a few seconds of seeing blinding white light everything faded to black and I passed out.

After just a few minutes, I slowly came to with the feeling of Clara's warm body pressed against me. My heart was still racing and I was breathing heavily, but I could almost feel an air of satisfaction and happiness around me. "Wow. That was amazing!" I exclaimed to Clara, completely flabbergasted.

"Welcome to the wonderful world of the clitoral orgasm, Leah," she laughed, hugging me and reveling in the joy of sharing that experience with me.

"Is it really that intense for you, too?" I asked, wondering if I had been helping her transcend reality on a regular basis for the past few years.

"Based on what happened to you, actually, I think that was pretty normal as far as orgasmic pleasure goes for me," she laughed, clearly finding humor in my novice orgasm skills. "Over time, and with tons of amazing experience," she winked at me appreciatively, "you learn to handle that level of pure physical pleasure, and can ride the wave all the way to the top. And let me tell you, Leah, the crest of that wave is world-shattering!" She hugged me, so happy to be able to share this with me, and so excited to be able to be the one to introduce me to these pleasures.

Still, I was starting to feel bad about the uneven distribution of orgasms that had arisen in our relationship. I mentioned this to her, and she started laughing hysterically. "Leah, sweety, back when you were a man, with that Tantric control you were sooo proud of, how many orgasms do you think you gave me for every one I gave you?"

"Hmm... I'd say like probably at least 5, but now that we can both be multi-orgasmic there's no need to have any deficit either way!" She thought this over, and then smirked at me.

"You know what, that's a fair point. We can both be devoted to giving each other as many orgasms as our sexy bodies can handle. So, if you don't mind..." she let the suggestion hang in the air as the rummaged through the bag of toys to find the new dildo.

I reached for it, but Clara only pulled it away and swatted at my hand. "Nuh-uh, honey. We shouldn't really be using the same toys on each other without cleaning them really thoroughly, so my idea was that this one could go into your pussy, and the one we've always used on me could keep its current job. Sound good?"

It did, and I eagerly ran into the bedroom, looking in the bedside table on her side of the bed and coming back holding her favorite dildo. We held the two up side--by-side to compare, and the difference was funny. Her dildo was long and thick, actually shaped quite like my cock, whereas the dildo she had bought for me was only 5" long and noticeably thinner than the other. "Not that I don't think you're a big enough slut to take this eventually, but I figured we should start you off easy," Clara teased with a wink.

"Fine, but one day I'll be able to take an even bigger toy than you!" I said with confidence, causing my girlfriend to raise an eyebrow at me.

"Sure, babe. But in the meantime, let's enjoy what we have!"

"Absolutely, I agree 100 percent," I said, starting to get excited again. "So how do you want to start? I mean I guess I am technically a virgin, so... could we maybe start a little slow?"

Clara's jaw dropped. "Oh. My. God. You're totally right, I didn't even think of that! You've never been fucked at all, we need to warm you up easy!"

I smiled shyly, for some reason slightly embarrassed at my inexperience. "Do you think you could maybe, like, finger me to start, just to get me used to the feeling?" I asked nervously.

"Of course, honey! Duh, I should have realized! What girl doesn't want to cum all over somebody's hand before they have a cock stuck inside of them?!" And with that, she pushed me back so I was leaning into the couch and knelt between my knees. "And for that matter, I still haven't tasted you!"

"Oh, baby, I am so excited for this!" I breathed, my pulse again racing.

"Just lean back and enjoy, sweetheart," Clara said as she leaned down to breathe on my clit, "let me take care of you, okay?"

"Mmhmm," I moaned, the tension already built to absurd heights. Then Clara closed the distance to my pussy and gave one long lick up my entire slit. My back was rigid already, and then she flicked my clit with the tip of her tongue and I squirted a little, splashing liquid across her face.

"Oh that is so fucking hot!" she enthused, repeating the action and being rewarded with my thighs squeezing her head. "I love how much of a squirter you are!"

"Clara, this is so amazing!" I panted, running my fingers through her hair and looking at her beautiful, dripping face. "Please, baby, I want to feel something inside of me! Fuck my pussy with your tongue!"

"Clara looked up and pouted cutely. "But that'll be the first thing inside of you and I want to be watching your face and talking to you when that happens!" she said sweetly.

"Yes, please, I want that too!" I said excitedly, pulling her up by the hair to sit beside me. "Please, then, baby, will you finger me?"

"It would be my absolute pleasure," she whispered in my ear, running her hand back and forth along my inner thigh.

I was already tense from the cunnilingus, and her hand was causing sparks of pleasure to arc across my groin. "Then fucking do it already!" I demanded tensely. Clara giggled at how badly I needed it, and turned my head to face her before moving the culprit hand closer to my core.

"I'm going to do it, baby, I'm going to penetrate you," she said lustfully. "Do you know what that means?" I shook my head no, too horny to think. "After that, I will have been inside of you, which means that your body will belong to me, your pussy will be mine!" And with that, she dipped her index finger into my love tunnel, just to the first knuckle. But oh my god was that enough!

"YES! YES! Oh Clara I am YOURS!" I called out, gushing liquid onto her hand and arching my back so far that I was looking behind the couch. "NEVER STOP FUCKING ME! PLEASE KEEP GOING! FURTHER, DEEPER, HARDER!"

My wonderful fiance obliged, and pushed her finger in up to the second knuckle, she rubbed along what I realized must be my g-spot, causing me to squirt like a fountain and cum even harder than before. Like she had said, however, even with my limited experience I was more prepared, and rode that wave of pleasure until it ran its course. I was gasping and twitching and panting so hard already, but Clara wasn't done. She shoved her entire finger into me, causing me to scream at the top of my lungs and grip onto her like my life depended on it.

I couldn't form any coherent words, just screaming a long string of "OH OH OH UNNH GAH OH!!!" for about a minute, while Clara built up a steady rhythm of plunging her finger in and out of my sopping channel. Eventually I quieted down and just sat there trembling like a leaf. Clara rested her head against my chest, hugging me and whispering sweet, reassuring words to me. I loved it, and loved her so very much in that moment. After another 2 minutes or so, I hugged her back, pressing her face deep into my cleavage, and softly moaned my affection for her. We stayed like that until my heart rate returned to normal, and then Clara sat up and kissed me again.

"That was the best I have ever felt in my entire life!" I told her very excitedly.

Clara just held up her index finger, laughing at me. "This is what was inside of you. This," she picked up the dildo to be used on her, "is closer to the size of your old cock. It stretched me out soooo well, I felt so full! I can tell you, my love, you ain't seen nothin' yet." And with that she handed me the dildo, leaned back, and spread her legs. Now, I believe we said something about mutual pleasuring...?"

I smiled, back in my element. My cock, a dildo, my hand, whatever; I knew how Clara liked to be fucked! But first, I had an idea. To lube up the dildo, instead of reaching for the bottle on the nightstand, I put the head of the plastic cock to my lips, pushed in, and gave it a sensual blowjob. I pumped it in and out of my mouth about a dozen times, ending with about half of it resting past my lips. IT felt weirdly natural, having the shaft on my tongue like that. Hmm, maybe worth thinking about later?

"Oh my god, Leah, that is so fucking hot!" Clara moaned, almost cumming right there. "Watching you suck that cock... oh I need it in me now!" She was writhing and grabbing her own tips, twisting her nipples viciously and clearly loving my little felatio show.

I was more than happy to oblige, moving the dildo (covered in my spit) to the opening of her slit. I ran it up and down a few times to make sure she was dripping wet, which she was. Then, with no further warmup necessary, I jammed the entire 8 inches of artificial cock deep into her steaming pussy. She cried out, and I saw her toes curl as I spread her pussy open wide with the head and held it open with the shaft.

When I reached down with my other hand and strummed her clit, she exploded, and I mean fucking exploded. She alqays could squirt if we'd been at it for a while and her arousal had built enough, but apparently fucking my virgin pussy and watching me fellate her favorite toy were enough to get her there this time. Her fluids shot onto my chest, dripping down and off my nipples in a supremely erotic display.

"Oh baby, thank you so much! You always did know the perfect way to fuck my pussy!" she moaned, clearly in a euphoric state of orgasmic bliss. I just smiled, and then slowly ramped up to fucking her again. I made her scream and cum again and again, begging for more cock. Finally, she had an idea.

"Okay, now give me the dildo and I'll fuck myself. I want to eat your pussy while I cum!" That sounded pretty great to me, too, so I happily complied. I lay down on my back and spread my legs, then watched as Clara crawled between my thighs and lowered her head to my mound.

"Are you ready, baby?" she asked breathlessly, and when I nodded she added, "talk so dirty to me while I do this, please. Make me feel like a dirty slut!" Then she lowered her head and got to work.

As Clara fucked her own pussy with the toy and ate my pussy, I struggled to think of what to say. Eventually I fought through the mind=numbing pleasure enough to come up with "that's it baby, be a good little slut and lick my cunt while he fucks you!" That seemed to be the right thing to say, because Clara started cumming immediately, thrusting the synthetic cock into herself like a woman possessed and sucking on my clit as hard as she could. I joined her almost immediately, and nearly drowned her with how much I squirted onto her face.

When we both came down from our orgasmic highs, she slid up my body and cuddled with me. "That was heaven, Leah," she said dreamily.

"I love you so much Clara, I'm so glad you're enjoying lesbian sex with me!" I told her, my voice heavy with gratitude.

"It's easy!" she informed me. "You're still the same loving, tender, generous lover, just now you have these," she slid her hands to my breasts, "amazing tits, that perfect ass, and a pussy that I want to be my last meal!"

I laughed, and asked her if she had any regrets.

"None at all, babe. Let's go to sleep?" I agreed, and after we brushed our teeth and settled into bed she clung onto me, cuddling up like she always did.

As we both drifted off, she admitted one thing as almost an afterthought: "You know, I don't regret anything, but I do have to say I miss your cock. The dildo is almost the same size, but you get so hard and feeling you throbbing inside of me... Oh well, I'm just happy to be with you! I guess I can't get greedy..." and then she was out. I stayed awake for another half of an hour thinking of what she had said. If she missed my real cock, was there anything I could do?
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Sissy Powers Ch. 02

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