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Violet Rose
by Ann Douglas (annd@pop.tiac.net)
***
A women gets to try out the merchandize in a sex toy
store. (FF, toys)
***
Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the
streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song
had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it
always made the 27 year old feel good. And today was
definitely a day for feeling good.
She had been hired by a large local clothing
manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory
system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to
have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead,
she had finished it in three, making the fourth weeks
salary a bonus.
Walking down the street, the tall brunette drew the
glances of several male passerby's. She gave them no
notice. She was far too interested in the warmth of the
sun on her face and the feel of spring in the air. It
felt so good to be able to shed that heavy winter coat
and finally walk the streets in just a light blouse and
skirt.
So fine was the weather and with it her mood, Sharon had
canceled her late afternoon appointment and spent the
last few hours exploring the local stores. It'd been a
long time since she had visited this part of lower
Manhattan, but she always remembered it as a place where
you could find something totally new with the turn of a
corner.
So it was that a small sign on a walk down storefront
caught her attention. It simply said "Violet Rose."
Unlike most of the shops along the way, no wares filled
the windows. Instead, the whole window display consisted
of a single violet rose laying on a white silk pillow.
Intrigued, Sharon started down the steps. She was
surprised to find the door locked. Perhaps the store
hadn't opened yet. She was about to retrace her steps
back up to the street when a buzzer sounded and the door
opened with an audible click.
Stepping inside the small foyer, Sharon noted a small
video camera hanging from the ceiling. She had seen
similar security setups in jewelry stores. Wondering
what kind of store this could be, she opened the second
door.
Once inside, Sharon saw a long u-shaped glass display
cases that ran alongside the interior of the store. It
reinforced the idea that this had once been a jewelry
store. But the items in those cases as well as on the
walls caused her to take a step back. Filling every case
was the most extensive collection of sexual
paraphernalia she had ever seen. Some of the wares were
familiar to her, having seen them in mail order
catalogues. Others were so strange to her that she
couldn't even begin to imagine what they were used for.
Her blue eyes ran across the collection of leather
goods, oils and lotions. Then across to the wall behind
it and its large display of S & M gear. Still standing
at the entrance, Sharon was trying to decide if she
wanted to stay or leave. Then she saw the rather large
selection of vibrators and dildos in the far display
case.
"What the hell," she thought to herself. "I could use a
new toy," she added, feeling just a little naughty.
Running her fingers across the display case as she
crossed the room, Sharon smiled as she crossed over an
assortment of handcuffs and other restraints. That was
just a little too kinky for her tastes.
"Can I help you?" A voice from behind Sharon said.
The tall young woman jumped at the sound of his voice.
She hadn't noticed the salesman before.
"Oh, you startled me," Sharon said as she turned.
The salesman smiled. He was incredible, Sharon thought.
Muscular, over six foot tall, with curly blonde hair. He
couldn't be more than 20 years old. Clad in a form
fitting T-shirt that emphasized every muscle, the young
man sent a quiver between her loins.
"Well, I'm looking for... I mean I was interested in..."
Sharon began, suddenly feeling embarrassed.
Seeing her face turn red, the young man smiled even
broader. It was a common occurrence in the store. People
were really funny sometimes.
"Were you looking for a vibrator or a dildo?" He asked.
"Well, I'm not sure," came Sharon's response. "To be
honest, I really came across your store by accident."
"Then maybe you should look around a little and let me
know if you find something you like. My names Mark by
the way." he replied before turning and walking away.
Sharon couldn't help but lean over the counter and
admire his ass as he walked away. He had a really great
ass.
Sharon spent the next twenty minutes exploring the
various cases and displays. If nothing else, she was
getting an education in erotica. At the same time, she
was getting up her courage to perhaps ask that hunk
behind the counter out for a drink. It wouldn't be the
first time she'd pick up a guy, but this had to be the
most unusual place she'd ever considered it.
Sharon was about to walk over and strike up another
conversation when she noticed him buzzing another
customer in.
It was another woman. About 5'5" and 160 lbs, the woman
looked to be in her early 20's. She had a stocky build
but her weight was so evenly distributed that Sharon
wouldn't have described her as fat. Her face was rather
boyish and she wore no makeup. Short black curly hair
added to that image. Despite the fact that she had
tremendous breasts, clearly visible through the plain
white T-shirt, she didn't wear a bra.
With great familiarity, the woman walked across the
store and behind the counter. The salesman smiled at
her, obviously happy to see her.
"Could they be lovers?" Sharon thought as she looked at
the mismatched pair. She'd seen stranger couples in her
life.
A feeling of reassurance filled her when Mark kissed the
new arrival on the cheek instead of her lips. Friends
yes, lovers no.
The two spoke for a few moments as the woman glanced in
Sharon's direction. The long haired woman quickly looked
away, pretending to examine the selection of anal probes
in the case next to her.
Then Mark left the new arrival and disappeared into the
back room. Sharon watched out of the corner of her eye
as the woman walked over behind the counter and stopped
opposite her.
"Mark thought you might be a little more comfortable if
I helped you." she said in a soft melodious voice that
really didn't seem to go with her appearance.
"I think that would be better." Sharon smiled.
"Now what can I interest you in today." the saleswoman
continued.
"Well, I was thinking I'd like a new toy." Sharon mused.
"Actually, this is a spur of the moment thing. I only
found your store by accident."
"We are a little out of the way." the short haired girl
said as she and Sharon strolled back to the dildo and
vibrator section. "And most of our advertising is done
sort of word of mouth.
"It is a nice shop," Sharon said for lack of anything
else to say.
"Well I like it," came the response.
Ok babe, I'm out of here," called out Mark as he emerged
from the back room. "I'm going to meet Peter at the
gym."
"Ok dear, have fun," the salesgirl called out as Mark
quickly crossed the shop and out the door.
"That is one good looking guy," Sharon commented, not
even realizing she'd said it out loud.
"That he is," the woman behind the counter agreed. "But
I'm afraid you'd be in the wrong ballpark with that
one."
Sharon looked a little confused.
"He's gay," she clarified.
"You're kidding," Sharon said.
"Ok, I'm kidding. He's not gay - only his boyfriend is,"
was the reply with a smile.
Sharon cursed her luck and really didn't hear what the
salesgirl said next.
"So what's your pleasure this afternoon," she repeated.
"I think he just walked out that door," Sharon said
under her breath. Then she replied in a louder tone.
"I'm still really not sure, maybe you can suggest
something."
"Certainly," came a cheery reply. "Can I interest you in
a vibrator?"
"Hmmm." Sharon murmured as she looked down at the
samples. "I actually have one of those, and all of these
seem to look pretty much like it. Unless you've got
something a little more powerful. You know, something
that Black and Decker might make, a super-vibrator with
four D-cells."
"No, I'm afraid they haven't gotten around to that yet."
she replied laughingly. "It's a pity though. I'm sure
their missing a untapped market. I know I'd buy one."
Sharon laughed. "Well I guess a dildo then, I don't have
one of those."
"Ok, let's see what we can do then," said the salesgirl
as she brought a tray of samples out and put them on the
counter. "We pride ourselves on our selection."
Sharon was impressed by the woman's demeanor. Regardless
of her occupation, she took her work seriously.
"Have you been doing this long?" Sharon asked as she
picked up a small dildo and examined it. "Been a
salesgirl I mean?"
"Oh I'm not part of the hired help like Mark," she
grinned. "I own this place."
"Really?" a surprised Sharon asked.
"Yes, really. My names Violet Carey. Violet Rose to my
friends."
"Nice to meet you, Violet Rose." Sharon said as she
extended her hand, to be met by a firm handshake.
"Sharon Byrnes."
Somehow, she had thought that a store like this would be
owned by some businessman who hid his name behind a
screen of dummy corporations. Someone who wanted the
profits but didn't want his name associated with this
type of enterprise.
"So now that we've been introduced, what say we get down
to business." Violet said. "Would this be for personal
use or where you planning to use it on someone else. If
so would that be vaginal or anal use."
"I'm afraid I don't understand," Sharon said.
"Well its quite simple actually," Violet explained.
"Would you be using this on a man, say your husband or
boyfriend?"
"Oh, no chance of that, I'm afraid," Sharon answered.
"Both categories are pretty empty these days."
"I see. I asked because that would give me an indication
as to size." Violet said. "Do you have any preference as
to color. Quite a few woman seem to like this model,"
she said as she held up a large black hued rubber
phallic. "Although I'd bet none of their lovers ever see
it."
"I've never had an interest in that direction," Sharon
said as she admired the craftsmanship and detail that
had gone into the product. It even had tiny veins on the
sides.
"It was just a thought," Violet said as she put down the
dark rubber cock and picked up another to show Sharon.
The two woman chatted as they went. Sharon found it
amusing to be buying a sex-toy in a store like this.
Violet acted like she was selling a scarf in Macy's.
After examining a few more models, Sharon asked if
Violet had a personal preference.
"Sure," Violet said with a broad grin. "Wait a second,
it's behind the other counter."
Violet returned a few seconds later, holding a rather
large piece of rubber. She dropped in on the counter.
Sharon was taken aback by its size, it had to be at
least 10 inches long and thicker than any she had seen
so far. It was also a strap-on.
"I think that's a little too big," Sharon said as she
ran her gaze up and down its length. It was as detailed
as the smaller black one she had admired earlier. "I'd
never be able to handle anything that big." she
admitted.
"Oh you'd be surprised at what you can handle," Violet
said as she ran her fingers across the dildo. "As long
as the right person is on the other end of it."
Sharon looked deep into Violet's enveloping smile. She'd
have had to have be pretty stupid not to have noticed
that Violet was as gay as she said Mark had been. And
that she had been coming on to her since she'd come into
the store.
Not that Sharon felt awkward in being hit on by another
woman. Back in her college days, she'd experimented a
little with girl-sex. After that, she'd had a brief
lesbian romp with a girlfriend following her divorce.
But those had all been with girls that she would've
described as feminine. This was the first time she'd
drawn the attention of a butch. An attention that she
found herself enjoying.
"It does sound interesting," Sharon said. "But since I
don't live in the city, I'd hate to buy something that
I'd have to come all the way back to the city to return.
That is if you can return such things."
"Well there's an easy way around that," Violet said
beaming.
"And that would be?"
"I'd be happy to give you a demonstration."
Sharon's face now also beamed.
* * *
Violet led Sharon to the back room. Surprisingly,
instead of the storeroom she expected, Sharon found a
small one room apartment. It had a couch, television,
refrigerator and microwave. All the comforts of home.
"Do you live here?" Sharon asked as she looked around.
"No," Violet said as she pulled the blinds, flooding the
room with sunlight. "It's just a place to crash when
someone needs it."
"Pretty nice, I..."
Sharon was cut off in mid-sentence as Violet abruptly
grabbed her and pulled her against her large breasts.
Any cry she might've wanted to make was cut off by the
crush of Violet's lips against her own.
The kiss was forceful, aggressive, more like that of man
than a woman. Yet at the same time, it was exciting and
intoxicating. It had been a very long time since Sharon
had wanted to be taken forcefully by someone. Violet had
connected with a primitive desire that was usually
buried deep inside.
Continuing their exchange of lust filled kisses, Violet
slid her hand beneath Sharon's blouse and fondled her
smaller breasts. With practiced ease, she undid the
front clip of her bra, letting her round globes fall
free.
Sharon moaned softly as strong fingers played with her
nipples. Violet's touch was a combination of both rough
and gentle. Almost immediately, both nipples were rock
hard.
Pulling against the yellow blouse, Violet ripped it
open, sending several buttons popping to the floor.
Sharon didn't have time to worry about how she was going
to repair the damage to her outfit. Grabbing one of her
now free hanging mounds, Violet lifted it to her eager
mouth.
"Oh God, yes," Sharon sighed as she felt the alternating
pain and delight of Violet's teeth and tongue working on
her sensitive tips.
"Oh, baby, we're just getting started." Violet laughed
as she turned her attention to the other breast.
Sharon ran her hand through Violet's short curls as she
held her head tight against her breast. Not that the
younger woman needed any encouragement. She found the
feel of the short hair enticing.
Not were Violet's much larger mounds to be ignored.
Already covered with sweat, her large thick nipples
pressed out against her thin shirt. Sharon reached out
with her one free hand and took hold of as much of one
as she could.
Even through the material, Sharon could feel the warmth
of Violet's skin. She couldn't wait to get past that
thin cotton barrier.
She didn't have long to wait. Violet released her hold
on the older woman and took a long step back. Grabbing
the bottom edges of her shirt, she pulled it up and over
her head. Her gigantic orbs bounced heavily as they fell
back into place.
Freed of what little restraint her shirt had offered,
Violets breasts were larger than Sharon had guessed. Her
nipples were almost a quarter inch in length and the
dark pink circles around them measured nearly three
inches wide. Sharon's eyes riveted on a small violet
rose tattooed on her left breast.
Violet took a heavy breast in each hand and lifted each
in turn to her mouth. Her nimble tongue reached out and
tickled the tips, then she took each rose petal into her
mouth, whole.
Sharon was getting incredibly turned on by Violet's
exhibition. Her hands slid down across her now exposed
breasts and stomach. Then she lifted her blue skirt and
reached for the already wet mound beneath it.
Thankfully, she rarely wore panties.
A familiar feeling filled her as she felt her fingers
glide inside her. It'd been a long time since she'd
found herself this wet before anyone had even touched
her sex. She played with herself for a few minutes, her
eyes never leaving the sign of Violet suckling herself.
Finally, Violet left her breast slip from her mouth and
lifted both of them outward. Inviting Sharon to partake
of their delight.
Never one to let an invitation grow cold, Sharon reached
forward and cradled Violet's left breast, planting her
first kiss right on her tattoo. A second kiss quickly
followed, then a third, fourth and fifth. She quickly
worked her way across the soft flesh until she felt the
large nipple slip into her waiting mouth.
Violet sighed as she felt Sharon's tongue make contact.
She'd had her pegged right from the moment she first
seen her. Like a child with a favorite piece of candy,
Sharon rolled her wet tongue around and around the dark
pink circle, sending tiny jolts of rapture up and across
Violet's ample bosom.
"God, I'd forgotten how good this could feel," Sharon
thought to herself as she shifted her attention to
Violet's other globe and began to feast on that.
Even as the younger woman delightfully moaned in
response to Sharon's efforts, Violet slid her hand down
between the brunette's legs. The carefully trimmed bush
she found there was already wet. Instinctively, she slid
two fingers in between her lips and began to pump them
in and out.
As Violet's fingers began to move in and out, faster and
faster, the taller woman was unable to keep up her
mammary ministrations. She released her mouths grip on
Violet's nipple and let it fall free.
Violet eased her back onto the couch and spread her legs
wide. In a quick motion, Violet's mouth replaced her
fingers. She only paused long enough to lick the tasty
juices off her fingers.
A few minutes under the tutelage of Violet's talented
tongue was enough to bring Sharon almost to the edge.
It'd been such a long time since she'd felt this good.
"Oh God!" she yelled out as she felt Violet's warm
tongue reach up inside her once more. "Don't stop!
Whatever you do, don't stop!"
Yet only a few minutes later, Violet did stop. It took a
few moments for Sharon to realize it. Her eyes opened
wide and sought out her lover. She found her a second
later. Violet was now totally nude and was in the
process of adjusting the strap on the strap-on she had
shown Sharon earlier. Hanging down between her legs, it
looked even larger than before. Strapped tight, a small
nub at the base of the rubber cock extended into her own
pussy, rubbing against her clit.
"Now the real fun begins," Violet smiled.
A sudden feeling of apprehension filled Sharon at the
thought of being penetrating by that monster. It was
bigger than any man she had known. She opened her mouth
to say something but something held her back. Sharon
remained mute as Violet reached out and pulled her up
off the couch.
"Over the edge!" She ordered in an authoritative tone as
she bent Sharon over the arm of the couch.
From a tube in her hand, Violet smeared a large amount
of clear lubricant over the cockhead of her dildo. Then
she pushed her slippery fingers down between Sharon's
legs and up into her already lubricated pussy. She
pushed all five fingers in, stretching the opening.
"Oooo!" moaned Sharon as she felt the initial intrusion.
Violet pressed her naked body up against the back of
Sharon's own. She lifted her hanging cock and positioned
the head against the now saturated tunnel.
"Spread those beautiful legs, honey." Violet whispered
into Sharon's ear as she nibbled at it. "Cause you're
going to love this," she added with a kiss.
With that she began rubbing the round tip of her cock up
and down the length of Sharon's pussy before taking a
firm grip and pushing it within her.
"Aaaaa!" Sharon yelled as she felt herself being
penetrated.
"Relax." Violet said as she eased the dildo out a
little, before pushing it back in twice the depth of her
first attempt.
Violet reach around and rubbed her fingers against
Sharon's clit. Doggy style was her favorite position, it
gave her such a feeling of superiority. Her frantic
motions against the small nub at the top of Sharon's
cunt helped distract her from the pain as Violet began
to thrust deeper within her with an ever increased
frequency.
Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way to an
increasing pleasure. Even through the artificial cock,
Violet could feel the walls of Sharon's cunt grabbing
hold of her as she thrust inside her one more time.
"You love this, don't you?" Violet asked between thrusts
as she grabbed both of the taller woman's hips and
pulled her ass hard against her.
"Oh yes," Sharon panted as she began to match Violet's
rhythm and draw the dildo deeper inside her.
Violet slid her hands up and down Sharon's body as she
continued to fuck her with ever increasing ferocity. Her
fingers closed tight against her breasts as she used
then to pull Sharon against her time after time. Violet
always got off fucking other women in this way. All of
that sensitive lover crap might've been ok for others,
but she loved to be in control.
As short a time ago as this morning, Sharon would've
never entertained the suggestion that she would let
someone use her like this. Like just a pussy that was
there for someone's pleasure. Yet that was exactly how
she was letting Violet use her. And to Sharon's
astonishment, that understanding was turning her on in
such a way that she couldn't explain.
Violet pushed Sharon's head and shoulders down across
the arm of the couch, giving her greater access to the
depths of her pussy. The constant rubbing against her
own love button was sending her into pre-orgasmic fits
as well. Hot sweat covered each of their bodies as both
shook with the energy and passion of unrestricted sex.
Words between them were no longer possible, the best
they could manage were animalistic grunts. Yet even
those were being constantly interrupted by frantic gasps
for breath.
Totally lost in the fury of her passion, Violet grabbed
Sharon's long hair and pulled her head back. With a
fierce fire in her dark eyes, Violet pressed her lips
hard against the helpless girl beneath her. The taste of
their tongues as they intertwined was enough to push her
to within an inch of the abyss.
"Deeper!" Sharon gasped as Violet's tongue slid out of
her mouth.
Try as she could, it would've been physically impossible
for Violet to get any more inside Sharon. At least in
the position they were in.
"On the floor!" Violet commanded as she pulled the dildo
all the way out. "On your back!"
Not even giving Sharon time to comply, the younger woman
pushed her onto her back. She followed her a moment
later and rammed the large rubber cock between her
outstretched legs.
Sharon screamed in ecstasy as Violet drove the dildo
it's full length within her. Violet's massive mounds
pressed hard against Sharon's smaller globes, causing an
electric tingling as their nipples touched.
Burying her temporary manhood deep inside her new lover,
Violet's body quaked in anticipation of the explosion
she knew was imminent. Beneath her, Sharon was lost in a
similar state.
Continuing to pump away with all of her strength, Violet
was taken by surprise when Sharon reached up with her
legs and wrapped them around her buttocks, allowing her
to penetrate to an even greater depth. Her arms also
wrapped around her, binding them together in an
unbreakable lock.
"Fuck me!" Sharon screamed at the top of her lungs. A
cry so loud that for a moment Violet wondered if she
could be heard out on the street.
One final thrust was enough to unleash the explosion
that had been building within the two of them. Both
bodies jerked violently as they were consumed by the
body quake that ripped through each of them.
Sharon drove her nails deep into Violet's back as an
orgasmic paralysis gripped her. Violet continued to
plummet the captive pussy that was pressed so tightly
against her own. Until she too was gripped by that same
loss of control.
Their journey through the endless ether of sexual bliss
was both instantaneous and timeless. Fireworks filled
the sky and rivers of joy caressed their quivering
forms. Soft, quiet moans filled the air as hearts raced
uncontrolled.
As has been written many times, all good things must end
and eventually the fire that had claimed both women
cooled and their sweat drenched bodies began to untangle
from each other. Sharon was still aware of the massive
cock-toy still filling ever inch of her cavity. The
feeling was so unlike that she had after a violent love
session with a man. Usually she was faced with a small
feeling of disappointment as she felt his cock soften
and slip from her. Instead it was now a constant
reminder of the joy she had just experienced.
Violet was simply too exhausted to even pull her strap
on from within Sharon. Instead she simply stoked her now
cool skin and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. The
fires of aggression had cooled within her, and now all
she wanted to do was rest.
The late afternoon sun had already slipped beneath the
tall buildings when Sharon emerged from the small shop.
Thankfully the small apartment in back had been equipped
with a hand held shower. She would've really hated to
have had to make the long trip home with the
unmistakable odor of sex clinging to her.
Over the next two hours, as she rode first the subway
and them the Long Island Railroad, Sharon gave little
notice to the multitude of people around her. Instead
her thoughts were focused on the narrow ten inch package
she clutched to her breast. That and the promise that if
she ever needed another demonstration of its use, she
merely had to ask.
With that idea, her smile grew ever brighter.
END
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