THERE IS A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN RED HAIR AND GINGER HAIR.
“Dexter?” I had to chuckle at that one. I looked at Beth Anne while I was chuckling, and wondered about that woman. That bit about, “… it’s the quiet ones …” flashed across my mind. I was watching two naked women, one with an enema tube in her ass, spreading the plastic drop cloth over the conference room table top, and I was moving in unison with Lora to keep her enema tube from getting tangled up.
Beth Anne was doing most of the work of getting the table set up, and Lora was lending a hand and straightening things out, and I was left holding the bag. Yep, I had the best part of the deal. Then Lora needed to help with moving the chairs and so we took her enema nozzle out of her so we could get things moved back.
Beth Anne’s new Feeldoe had been opened up sometime before and probably at the shop. She is something of a “neatness nut”, she’ll tell you that, and took that purple Feeldoe into the restroom to clean it off with some cleaner that she had, and some wipes that didn’t have any chemicals. In the meantime, Lora walked around and let her enema do its work.
Beth Anne came out of the restroom and Lora felt like it was time to get rid of her enema and made her way past Beth Anne.
Beth Anne was looking over her new Feeldoe, and asked “So, Cedar, how does this feel?”
“It feels great,” I told her. “We had to go pretty slow and we used about a ton of KY, but it felt great. Lora used it like a dildo on me first and it nearly got me off just doing that.”
“So,” she said, “you two did the one-finger-two-finger-three-finger-go?”
“Nope, Lora and I just decided to start me out with her putting it in a little at a time and then back out, then in further, and back out, in, out, in, out, and in a little more each time,” I explained.
“Did it hurt you any,” she asked?
“No, well maybe a little just before it ‘popped’ past that inner circle,” I told her.
“The inner sphincter,” she asked?
“Yep, it wasn’t bad and I’ve had things up there before, just not that big,” I told her. “If I hadn’t had something there before, it would have probably hurt a little.”
“Steve’s been using a larger enema nozzle,” she told me, “and it is about the size of his cock. So maybe it won’t hurt him?”
“It was just like a little ‘pop’,” I told her, “and then it slid right in. Lora worked it in me for a little while and loosened me up. She then pulled it all of the way out, and then put it all of the way back in a few times. I didn’t have any problem.”
Once Beth Anne had her question answered, she turned her attention back to the Feeldoe in her hands. She handed me the KY and asked me to put a dollop on her hands. I did and she spread it out onto her fingers and then slipped a couple of fingers inside of her pussy right there in front of me. Just seeing that was hot as it was and she was working the KY around and I loved watching her red pussy hair with her fingers inside of her. Then she asked me to put another drop or two of KY onto her fingers and she slid them inside of her again and made sure the KY was coating her like she wanted.
Beth Anne took her time lubing herself up, and made no effort to conceal what she was doing from me. None. On the other hand, I was making no effort to not watch what she was doing and I really liked her red bush and I said so. Her breasts also were moving, or swaying, as she leaned to one side or the other to put the KY up inside of her. Just watching her was mesmerizing.
“It’s not red,” she said matter-of-factly as she looked me right in my eyes as her fingers were still in her, “it’s ginger.”
“Ginger?” I lamely said as she looked at me as I was ogling her.
“Yes, ginger,” she said as she was getting done and gave me a glance that told me she was totally ok with my looking at and watching her. It was a sort of, “look-all-you-want look”, and I planned on doing that.
“Could you hand me that hand towel,” she asked. “I’m debating on whether or not to coat the pony of my Feeldoe before I put it in or what.”
“Pony?” Lora had probably told me back when she got her Feeldoe, but I wasn’t remembering too clearly at that particular moment.
“Pony,” she repeated, “it’s the part that goes inside of my vagina, my pussy, and it’s what helps me keep it in place.”
Just hearing her say “pussy” was pretty cool. She had always been so quiet. Then I thought, “Dexter.”
Beth Anne then stood up and spread her feet apart a little bit she then reached over onto the table and picked up her Feeldoe just as Lora came back into the room after getting rid of her enema.
“There’s still some sloshing around up there,” Lora said while she was looking at Beth Anne with the Feeldoe in her hand.
“Will you need to have more time?” Beth Anne asked her as she was bringing the ‘pony’ closer to her pussy lips.
“No I got most of it out,” Lora said. “You going to give that a try to see how it feels before we do anything?”
Beth Anne just nodded her head and then put the Feeldoe ‘pony’ up to her pussy lips and adjusted her stance a little bit and got it lined up. I’m there watching and thinking, “Oh WOW!”
Both Lora and I were watching Beth Anne as she worked the ‘pony’ between her lips and then it slid right into her with just a little bit of a pop. The smile on Beth Anne’s face said it all.
“So how do you like it?” Lora asked her.
“It feels great,” Beth Anne said. “I’m going to walk around a little with it to see how it feels.”
Lora and I watched Beth Ann walk around the entire conference table with her Feeldoe inside of her and the business end like an erection sticking out in front of her. She was making a commentary on what it felt like to walk around with it and would take a few steps and let go of the shaft. Then she would take a few more steps without holding it in her hands and it was cool to watch.
“It’s a little hard to hold in,” Beth Anne said, half to herself and half to us. “But not bad.” Then she walked out into the hallway and walked up and down the full length several time, sometimes holding it by the shaft and sometimes just with her pussy alone. In the meantime I am watching this beautiful, naked, woman, walking up and down my hallway wearing nothing but a pair of glasses and a Feeldoe. My jeans were feeling pretty crowded.
I glanced over at Lora and she was snickering to herself and probably getting a kick out of me drooling as I watched this ginger-haired naked woman walking around with a Feeldoe inside of her. Then Lora reached out and touched my jeans just where my dick was so hard and winked and said, “I’ll take care of that in a little while.”
When Beth Anne got closer to the conference room door, Lora asked her, or rather said to her, “We’d better give this thing a try. We don’t have a whole lot of time.”
In response, Beth Anne grabbed the shaft of her Feeldoe and probably tried to imitate Sylvester Stallone in Rocky by saying, “Yo, Lora, I gotcher package right here! Yo! Yo!”
“Don’t give up yer day job,” Lora snickered back, “that was a lousy Rocky imitation.”
“Well it must not have been too bad,” Beth Anne said with a smug, “if you guessed that it was Rocky.”
“Let’s go do this,” and Lora walked over to the conference table and stepped up on a chair and then got onto the table top.
“Is that enema going to be too much,” Beth Anne asked Lora as Beth Anne got up onto the table, too.
“Nah, it’ll be fine,” Lora said as she slid towards the center of the table. “When we get done with this first time, the rest should be ready to come out. There isn’t much left.”
Now, this is where I got a little confused. I was expecting Lora to either assume the “boobs-down-ass-up” position or maybe over on her stomach, but she laid down on her back. So, I thought to myself, “Maybe she’s going to angle up her butt and hook her legs on Beth Anne’s shoulders or something so that she could be taken anally from the front.
Both of them made sure that the yoga mat, the drop cloth, the sheet, were all straightened out and not slipping off of the side of the table and when they had things the way they wanted, Lora lay all the way back and spread her legs for Beth Anne to get between. Both of their demeanors began to change and one, then the other, would reach out and touch each other. Beth Anne’s hair was hanging down and brushing against Lora’s face and she kept sweeping it back out of the way.
Then things started to get serious and the transformation of these two women on my conference table top was something great to see, or witness. Beth Anne and Lora began to kiss, lightly at first, and Beth Anne’s breast, her nipples were very hard and touching Lora’s chest and breasts. Beth Anne kissed Lora on the side of her neck and Lora began to melt away because that is a place she loves to be kissed.
Beth Anne was fondling, caressing Lora’s breasts, running her fingertips down the side of Lora’s ribs, her side, and down the sides of her thighs and back again to just under her breasts. This was taking place and Lora was responding to Beth Anne’s touch and Lora was reaching for Beth Anne, like she had done with me when we made love. From the way Lora was responding, I knew that she was getting more than ready to have Beth Anne enter her ass any moment.
That is when I was a little surprised by what happened next. Beth Anne reached down to grasp her Feeldoe and begin to guide it in the direction of Lora’s sweet “V” and I kept expecting Lora to rock her hips back just so, and for Beth Anne to guide the shaft into Lora’s ass. So that she could peg Lora.
Instead, Beth Anne, with the slight help from Lora, made it so that the Feeldoe slid into Lora’s wet and beautiful pussy. At that moment, I was watching Lora and Beth Anne make love. The kissing, the caresses, the touching, more kisses, soft, deep, long kisses. Just like Lora loves to kiss and Beth Anne giving as good as she was getting. Slowly enjoying each other, Lora’s hands on Beth Anne’s beautiful ass.
They were making love with each other. Every so often Lora would move her hips just so and Beth Anne would align her hips just so, and Beth Anne’s ginger pussy hair would entwine with Lora’s thick blonde bush. Both of which were wet and getting wetter as Beth Anne began to really get command of the Feeldoe she held inside of her.
As the moments went on, Lora and Beth Anne picked up the pace with each other and, gradually, maybe, their two naked bodies began to move a lot more urgently and hungrily. That tell-tale sign of lust was taking over as I could hear both women begin to make noises in their throats, groans, taking in real deep breaths through their nostrils as they kept on kissing each other but desperately need to breathe. They were breathing in what the other was exhaling and I leaned closer to the table. I could see both of their pussies rubbing, grinding, against each other, and they were as wet as anything I’ve ever seen Lora’s pussy to be like.
Beth Anne’s ass, supple and tight anyway, was now working at thrusting the Feeldoe into Lora’s pussy. Lora and Beth Anne transitioned from making love to each other to full on fucking with each stroke they took, and with each movement of their bodies.
Then Lora began that quiver that always told me she was near to cumming and Beth Anne bowed her back and made sure that her pussy was in full contact with Lora’s. I was watching, seeing, both of their pussies pressed into each other and was probably clit-to-clit, but Lora was going all the way into her zone. Beth Anne was pressing her pussy towards Lora’s and pushing up and away from the table with her arms and both of them let out grunts and sounds that meant that they were cumming.
Then both of them came at or near the same time, and Lora and Beth Anne started kissing again and again. Lora was starting to cum back down and Beth Anne reached down between their legs and let the ‘pony’ of the Feeldoe out of her vagina. Beth Anne made sure that the shaft stayed inside of Lora and then began to start kissing Lora all over again from the top on down.
Beth Anne had Lora in that “wave” of orgasm that Lora gets into. Beth Anne started by kissing Lora’s neck, then down onto her shoulders, her breasts, sucking on Lora’s nipples, then kissing the underside of Lora’s very beautiful breasts. At the same time I am watching Beth Anne’s own lovely breasts brushing against Lora’s body, seeing Beth Anne’s very supple and very tight ass and the ginger color of her bush very wet with her own cum and some of Lora’s, too. Every once in a while Beth Anne’s beautiful ass cheeks would part and I caught site of her rosebud.
Lora was on a wave that Beth Anne was making sure kept building and building on its way to that shore, that beach, that both of them were moving towards with growing speed. Beth Anne continued with her kissing further down Lora’s body. She kissed around Lora’s mound, slipped her tongue between Lora’s wet slit of her swollen and red pussy lips, and then continued kissing on to her inner thighs and back towards Lora’s pussy.
And all the time Lora was writhing and responding to Beth Anne’s touch and kisses. Lora was caught on the crest of a wave that was bigger than both of them and something I could never really appreciate on how Lora responds when in the throes of an orgasm.
Watching Lora begin to cum down was just as great and seeing Beth Anne bring her back was also something to see, too. Eventually, Beth Anne let up her attention her tongue and mouth were giving to Lora’s pussy and worked her way back up to Lora’s mouth where they both began to kiss each other again.
They were making love with each other, collecting their thoughts, catching their breath. Lora turned her face towards me after kissing Beth Anne’s lips which had the nectar of Lora’s pussy still wet upon her lips. Lora’s fingertips were on Beth Anne’s breast, but she reached for me and I leaned onto the table side and Lora kissed me. I could taste Lora, all of her, in that kiss.
Beth Anne’s face was close to ours and I looked into Beth Anne’s face, and I could smell the scent of Lora on her, and saw Lora’s essence on Beth Anne’s lips. Then that is when Beth Anne, tilted her head towards me, parted her lips, and she and I kissed. I could feel both Lora’s and Beth Anne’s hands at the back of my head and Beth Anne smoothed out my hair as we finished our kiss.
The palm of my hand was on Lora’s breast and I felt the warmth and softness of Beth Anne’s breast on the back of my hand and on my forearm. Then Beth Anne slipped from between Lora’s legs and from over her body and lay down on the side of Lora on the opposite side of where I was sitting, holding Lora’s hand and looking at both of them trying to catch their breath.
Beth Anne lay her face on Lora’s shoulder and her leg, knee, rested on Lora’s thigh and her hand on Lora’s blonde, wet, mound, with the shaft of the Feeldoe still inside of Lora’s pussy.
About all I could say was, “Wow!”
Lora kinda chuckled and said, “Ya got that right.”
Beth Anne and Lora kissed briefly and then let the feeling just be what it was.
I sat next to the table looking at these two naked women and a thought popped into my head, or more like a question, “So, two women doing that to each other with a Feeldoe is considered pegging?’