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"When they got back on the bed, Popper got up and made his rounds again. Sylvia wasn't surprised, but just watched as he walked up to her very wet pussy, and gave it not one but several licks in succession, before turning away to do the same to the others. She sat back, gasping, and found herself just a touch disappointed. Despite the feelings emanating from her pussy, it really wasn't what she wanted, after that story about Uncle Jim. She just wanted an Uncle Jim. None of the others objected to Popper giving them the licks, although Sandy stopped him a few licks in on her, too. His boner was back, they could all see, as he laid back down.
Tracy's story was definitely weaker than either Karen's or Sandy's, as she told about an incident in high school, in which the boys were poking their penises through a curtain in the stage area. She had seen them at it, and decided to give one of them a surprise, so the next erect penis that came through, got her mouth around it. She sucked him until he came, then ran off stage, before any of them could see her. She never did find out who he was, nor did he find out who she was.
Sylvia's first story was even more lame. She told about her first boyfriend, and how she jacked him off, and got it all over her hand. He wanted to return the favor, and finger fucked her. She didn't have an orgasm, but it felt really good. It got to be a routine for a while, until she let him pressure her into letting him come in her mouth. She decided it tasted okay, but she didn't want to swallow. They broke up shortly after that.
Karen had brought paper for voting, and everyone ranked everyone else's story as 4 for the best, then 3, 2, and 1. To no one's surprise, Sandy won, followed by Karen, then Tracy, then Sylvia.
"Okay, Tracy," said Karen. "Truth: What is your deepest unfulfilled sexual desire?"
Tracy turned deep red. "Oh, no," she said, "don't make me answer that one!"
When they didn't let her off the hook, she looked over at Sylvia. "Please don't hate me," she whispered.
Sylvia threw her arms around Tracy. "Why would I hate you, Tracy? You're my best friend."
Tracy pulled back, and Sylvia was surprised to see tears on her cheek. "Promise? Promise you'll still be my best friend?"
"Of course, Tracy," said Sylvia, "why wouldn't I be?"
"Because my deepest unfulled sexual wish, Sylvia, is to make love to you. I want to eat your pussy, while you are eating mine."
Sylvia pulled back in shock. She had been best friends with Tracy since they were freshmen in high school. "How long?" she whispered.
Tearfully, Tracy said, "forever. As long as I've known you. Oh, god, Sylvie, please don't hate me!"
Hearing her friend's anguish, Sylvia said, "how could I possibly hate someone for loving me? Of course I don't hate you, Tracy!" She pulled Tracy to her, and they were crying together. After a bit, they accepted the tissues Sandy offered them, and dried, then Sylvia said, "I don't know that I'll ever be ready to try that, but I do love you, Tracy, and thank you. You're still my best friend, no matter what." She kissed a trembling Tracy softly on the lips, then moved back to where she was sitting.
Karen and Sandy were having a conference, then Sylvia could hear Karen say, "not after that; that would be pushing."
"Oh, okay. The first idea was best, anyway."
"Just a minute," Karen said, then got up, and went to her suitcase. She came around to beside Sylvia, then said, "sit in front of me."
"What?" said Sylvia. "What are you going to do?"
"She is going to apply your dare," said Sandy. "Sit in front of her, and lean back."
Nervously, Sylvia did as she was told, then scooted her rump all the way back against Karen's crotch. "You've never used a vibrator, right?" said Sandy.
"Yes, but" Then Sylvia saw what Karen was holding up. It didn't look like her vibrator at all. It looked more like an electric toothbrush, with a bent handle, and something that looked like a squashed egg. "what IS that?"
"It's a vibrator," said Karen, "specially designed to use on yourself. Since this one is a bit different, it takes a while to figure out how best to do it. Your dare is to just relax, and let me use it on you." Without giving her any time to think about it, she rotated the end of it to turn it on, then turned it down to begin running it up and down Sylvia's labia.
For Sylvia, it felt as if it were electric shocks, applying to the outside of her labia. It wasn't all that pleasant, but it was sure stimulating. After a couple of rounds of the outer labia, Karen ran it up her INNER labia, and that was a LOT more stimulating. When she got to the top, she ran it across her clitoris, and that was TOO stimulating. Sylvia cried out, and said, "too much!"
Karen just chuckled and went back to running it up and down the inner labia. When Sylvia was gasping with desire, her hips starting to move with the vibrator, Karen changed the angle a little bit, and the funny egg-shaped end popped in.
Sylvia's eyes nearly popped out of her head, as for the first time, she felt her vaginal canal being stimulated by not just a shape in there, but by vibration. Her breathing increased substantially, and she really wanted to kiss someone. Karen's face was beside hers, so she just turned her head, and kissed Karen passionately.
Karen, still stroking the vibrator in and out of her, kissed her just as passionately. As Sylvia began winding up toward an orgasm, Karen turned the angle of the vibrator even farther, and suddenly Sylvia's inside was exploding, as she contracted and cried out, from the intensity, her hips moving, and her brain melting. When it was over, she sagged back, and just looked up at Karen, who kissed her tenderly.
When she could talk, Sylvia whispered, "what was that?"
Karen just chuckled, as Sandy said, "that was an orgasm, dear -- a pretty damned good one, judging by your reaction."
"But, but I've HAD an orgasm, and it wasn't anything like that. I mean, I've had a really BIG orgasm, and it wasn't anything like that. What did you do, Karen?"
Karen just held up the little bent vibrator, and grinned. "This little baby can stimulate your outside parts as well as any other vibrator," she said, "but where it REALLY shines is when you put it inside you. When you use it to run that head up and down your canal like that, it feels like a red-hot penis is going through you, right?"
Sylvia thought about it, and nodded.
"Then," Karen went on, "when you angle it a bit more, this egg-thingy comes right up against your g-spot. I waited until you were already winding up to an orgasm, then nailed you there with this baby. That's when the lights went out."
"Oh, my god," said Sylvia, taking the little vibrator in her hand. "I have GOT to get me one of these."
Everyone got up and hit the bathroom, changing lingerie again, except Sylvia, who just came out naked. They all hugged her and kissed her, and she was surprised that all THREE of the women kissed her passionately. She was happy to return all their kisses, but most especially Tracy's. Tracy threw off her lingerie, and climbed back into bed as naked as Sylvia.
When they climbed back on the bed, and Popper wanted to make his rounds again, Sylvia pushed him away. As he gave a little "ruff!" and went over to check out Tracy, who was happy to get a few licks, Sandy said, "don't knock what he can do, Sylvia."
Sylvia looked over at her friend in astonishment, and Sandy said, "I'll make you a dare -- no, a bet. If you can let him do that to you for five minutes, and you don't come hard as hard as you did with that vibrator, you win, and I will take ANY dare you give me, no matter what it is. If you do come hard, though, you'll take any dare I give you."
Sylvia was looking at Tracy, who was flushed to her ears, from the little bit of licking Popper had just given her. Sylvia said, softly, "I'll take that bet."
"Okay!" said Sandy. "Do you mind wearing some special things when you do it?"
"Uh, no," said Sylvia, dreamily, looking at Tracy's flushed breasts, and was thinking that it might actually be nice making love to her best friend. She was sitting back against the headboard, and didn't pay attention when Sandy attached something to her right ankle, but when she pulled her right hand out and put a padded handcuff on it, Sylvia said, "hey!"
"These are just the special things you agreed to," said Sandy, moving around and quickly putting a cuff on her left ankle, and another on her left hand. Sylvia was still too dreamily turned on to object to anything, but when Sandy had finished, she realized that she could move her hands, but not quite far enough to touch her body, and her ankles, bent back toward the headboard and clipped out to the side, meant that she could not put her knees together.
"One more thing, and then we'll be ready for the mystery guest," said Sandy.
"MYSTERY GUEST," said Sylvia, "are you planning to bring someone ELSE in here?"
Sandy just smiled, and put a blindfold on Sylvia, tying it securely. It was a good blindfold, and she couldn't feel a thing.
For half a minute, nothing happened, as Sylvia tried to get a sense of her surroundings. she heard footsteps going to the outside door, and she heard it open and close. A breath of air blew across her nipples, and she could feel them tighten until they hurt. Then heavy footfalls came across from the door, and she could feel the bed sag between her knees.
"Hey, guys?" said Sylvia. There was no answer, but she suddenly felt a HUGE, hot tongue on her labia. "Oh! Oh, my god," she said, squirming to get out of the way. "Who is that? WHAT is that?" There was no doubt, it was a MUCH larger tongue than Popper, and it was licking her from anus to clit. "No, no, no, I don't want, I mean, I'm not ready to OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!"
Unable to talk, it was all she could do, to gasp weakly, as whatever creature this was, man or large dog or something else, proceeded to run his enormous tongue up her labia and across her clit. She had lost the bet in the first ten seconds, and she was finding herself opening up further to him, as he began to thrust his tongue INTO her, licking her out.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!" she screamed, coming even harder, as she thought his tongue was going to lick her tonsils from the other end.
Then it got even weirder, as she felt the largest cock she had ever felt in her life thrust into her vagina. That was the biggest relief, and what she most needed right then, and it threw her into her third orgasm, bigger still, but as she was clamping and bucking on this one, she couldn't figure out how the cock could still have a tongue, as he was licking her at the same time he was fucking her.
But then he pulled out, and in about two seconds, he started fucking her for real. His dick was hitting her hard and fast, and although it wasn't very big, it was nailing her right in that g-spot she had only found out about a few minutes before. He kept pounding into her, faster than she would have believed any man could possibly do, and his dick -- it wasn't small, it was JUST right, her brain decided -- was just hammering away at the most sensitive spot on her insides.
Finally, she exploded again, coming even harder, even though she had already come several times, harder than she had ever done in her life. She could feel him jetting into her, and his dick now felt a pretty good size, as she clamped down on it.
After a couple of minutes, he pulled out of her, and she wondered who he was. She heard the heavy footfalls going to the door, and she heard the door open and close, and the feminine footsteps coming back to the bed. A moment later, Sandy pulled off her blindfold, and they were undoing her cuffs. She felt like overcooked spaghetti.
"Okay," she finally managed to gasp, "who was that?"
"Who was what?" Karen said, her mouth twitching.
"Who just ate and fucked me," Sylvia said. She could hardly believe she was asking that calmly, but nothing could shake her soul after that experience.
"Oh!" said Sandy. "That was a lap dog."
"Really? You guys actually have a man who can do what you tell him, like that?"
"Not a man, silly!" said Tracy, "Popper!"
"Popper!"
"Ruff!" he said, looking at her.
Looking at him, Sylvia realized the little, pointed muzzle, was what he had jammed into her. It had felt like a huge penis with a tongue attached to it. His tongue, she realized, was not as huge as she thought, but he had still been able to get it a good five inches or more into her body, touching parts of her that had probably never been touched in her life.
His little penis was just the right length to bang straight into her g-spot. "Oh, my god," said Sylvia, softly, and then she started laughing, hysterically. She fell back, against Tracy's knee, still laughing hysterically.
"You okay, love?" said Tracy, softly.
"Yes, LOVE," said Sylvia, pulling Tracy down into a deep kiss. "Tracy, I'd like you to do some things with me."
Tracy had tears in her eyes, as she said, "name it, love."
"First, let's get really clean in the shower together. Third, let's go see what we need to do to get one of those lap dogs for ourselves."
"And the second?"
Sylvia kissed her again. "Let's borrow that funny vibrator of Karen's. I want to make your dreams come true tonight."
As Sylvia and Tracy headed for the bathroom, arms around each other, they could see that Karen and Sandy were already intertwined in a deep kiss, their lingerie removed. Sylvia laughed, and said, "I'd like to join them in that, but tomorrow. I also want to hear the rest of those stories, and see what other toys Karen brought."
"Me, too," said Tracy, as they turned on the shower, "but tonight, though,"
Sylvia put her arms around her best friend, and finally her lover. "Tonight, love, is just us."
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