Sex at 40 - part 3  


Maria wore a long, loose skirt, and she had to lift it to sit astride
the Sybian. She held the control box and settled herself into the
seat, and Kathleen realized that the white protuberance must be
pressing against the folds of Maria's vaginal lips through her
underwear.

"Peter has to travel a lot for his work," Maria explained. "He bought
me this to keep me happy while he's away."

She activated the machine, and a deep, low rumbling sound filled the
air. Maria pressed herself down onto the machine and gasped.

Kathleen was at once fascinated and embarrassed. She could feel the
floor shaking and sense the change in frequency when Maria turned the
dial to increase the speed a little. Maria smiled up at her. "You just
have to try this. It's like you wouldn't believe."

Kathleen settled onto the bed to watch. The gin had quickly soaked
into her system and her inhibitions were dropping away, like leaves in
fall. "You go first," she said. "Show me what to do."

Maria gave a groan of need. "O.K.," she agreed. Kathleen could see
that her new friend was basking in pleasure as the machine worked its
magic on her. "Did you really see a plastic surgeon today?"

"Yep," Kathleen answered. "I always promised myself a 36C cup. Now I'm
gonna have it."

"You don't need to change," Maria warned, closing her eyes for a
moment against the fierce buzzing of the Sybian.

"Never said I needed to. I want to. I just want to be big, like you."

Maria was panting now. "Like me?" she said, between gasps. "You're
kidding. Help me out of this dress and take a look. I'm not as big as
you are."

At first, Kathleen was not sure if the invitation was genuine so,
rather nervously, she moved behind the woman, unzipped her dress, and
pulled it carefully over her head, revealing Maria's magnificent body,
clad in nothing but her underwear. Maria reached behind her own back
and unhooked her bra, allowing her breasts to slip free.

"See," Maria emphasized. "You're at least as big as me." She gave a
long groan. "Shit. I'm going to come. Do you mind?"

"Of course not," Kathleen assured her although, in truth, the whole
thing struck her as a little strange. She had never seen another woman
climax, and the possibility both frightened her and excited her. She
did her best to offer a relaxed smile. "Do it. I want to watch," she
said.

Maria needed no further urging. She closed her eyes and held her
breath and it became clear that she was trying hard to bring on her
orgasm. It arrived quickly and she made a great deal of noise, gasping
as it approached, crying when it arrived, and then sobbing in the
aftermath, quickly turning the dial to reduce the intensity of the
vibrations as soon as the moment of truth was upon her.

It looked better than the best orgasm Kathleen had ever imagined, and
she felt enormously envious. "I want to try," she said.

Maria climbed shakily off the seat and moved behind her guest and
began to undress her. It's best if you're naked, she advised. She
removed Kathleen's blouse, and then her skirt, and then, surprisingly,
pulled off her underclothes, too. When Kathleen started to protest,
she hushed her, soothingly. "It's O.K.," she said. "Trust me."

"What if your husband arrives," Kathleen protested. "I don't want this
to be the first impression I make."

Maria laughed. "Oh, he'd love it if this were the first impression you
made."

As if on cue, the telephone rang. Maria waited for the caller ID to
appear and then snatched up the handset. "Hiya," she said, brightly.
There was a pause while she listened, and then her tone changed. "Oh,
O.K." Another pause. "No, really. Don't worry." Again, she listened.
"I'm with Kathy, the girl who moved in next door. Don't worry."

She said her goodbyes and hung up the receiver. "Peter's stuck at the
office. He'll be there until nine o'clock, at least." She settled on
the bed. "Now. We have hours of privacy. Don't waste them."

Kathleen smiled. "Show me again. How do I turn this thing on?"

Maria turned the dial and a shock of pleasure ran through Kathleen's
body. It was stronger than any sensation she had ever felt, powerful
and irresistible. The first orgasm was on her before she even knew
what was happening. The second followed close behind. After that, her
body grew more accustomed to the punishment, but she slipped into a
dreamworld, she no longer knew where she was. She reached blindly for
the control box but she could not find it, so she rode the machine,
grateful when she felt Maria kneel before her and grasp her in strong,
comforting arms.