In that moment Ann would say anything to be allowed to cum, "Ohhhhhhhh Goooooooodddddddddd, mmmmmmmmmm, April please, please, please, please, pleaseeeeeeeeee fuck my old dyke cunt with your girl tongue and make me cum like a slut! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh fuck, I need another girl to fuck me, because ooooooooooh, because it's the only way a naughty lesbian slut like me can get off. Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk, I'm a freaking lezzie whore who badly wants you to fuck my old dyke cunt and make me cum like the naughty lesbian slut I am! Please April, please, please, please, please ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, fuck me like a lesbian slut and make me cum! I'm gay April! You're right, I'm gay, a lesbian, a dyke slut, whatever you want to call me, I'm it AAAAAAAHHHHHHH FUCK ME!"
After that Ann became completely incoherent. She tried to say more, just on the off chance that April would take pity on just how desperate she was or she could find a way to offer April something she wanted in exchange for giving Ann the orgasm she so desperately wanted. But it was no use, the second April slid her tongue into Ann's pussy all that was left was a quivering shell of a woman who couldn't stop whimpering, screaming and crying out in the most blissful pleasure she'd ever experienced.
In what was left of her mind part of Ann told herself she wasn't a lesbian, at least not completely. Because while it was still kind of upsetting to not realise she was bi and for April Ludgate of all people to make her realise this perhaps now obvious truth Ann still clung to the idea that her entire life hadn't been a lie, that she really had enjoyed her past relationships at least on some level, even though she had never known ecstasy like this existed.
Then she came. And it wasn't even the indescribable heaven of April fingering her, because it was so much better than that. Or at least a different level of heaven, because April was soon reminding her just how skilled her fingers were when she replaced her tongue with them inside Ann's cunt to squeeze another orgasm out of the older woman. She then went back and forth between her tongue and fingers, eventually settling on both thanks to Ann's clit which was apparently the perfect target for April's tongue as the 22-year-old's fingers hammered Ann's pussy through multiple climaxes.
Just as Ann thought she was about to slip into unconsciousness April removed her tongue and fingers from her pussy, causing the older woman to whimper pathetically. Part of Ann was relieved, because this meant she wouldn't be unconscious in April's presence which seemed like a bad idea. More importantly it meant they could continue having sex. Also it provided a few precious minutes to recover from her orgasms, Ann just blissfully quivering as after-shocks ran through her body.
When she had the strength to sit up slightly to look for her lover Ann's eyes went wide as she spotted a now completely naked April standing by her bedside drawers, strapping a large dildo around her waist. Despite everyone in the office thinking she was a prude Ann knew full well what that was, she just didn't think after the amazing tongue fucking she had just taken that she could possibly survive getting dildo fucked too. Unfortunately for her she was barely conscious as it was, and even if she had energy to object her throat was so sore Ann wasn't sure any coherent sound would come out.
April didn't seem to have that problem, "Ann, you've had like hundreds and thousands of boyfriends, right? So you must be pretty great at sucking cock? Huh?"
Ann blushed and mumbled, "I, I guess-"
"Great, why don't you come over here and prove you're good at something for a change." April said dryly, adding with a small smile, "Other than eating pussy, of course. No denying you were born to do that."
Absurdly Ann was actually grateful April added that last part. She was actually worried for a second. How insane was that? Of course this whole situation was insane as Ann should have been offended enough by everything April said to give the little brat a piece of her mind and then storm out in a huff while threatening April to never, ever speak of this thing between them ever again. Instead she slowly forced herself off of the bed and kneeled in front of April like a puppy trying to please its master.
It wasn't easy, first because her legs felt like jelly and all she could do was stumble off the bed and literally crawl over to the other girl. Then when she grabbed the dildo by the base and guided it into her mouth Ann was faced with the second problem, she wasn't that experienced at sucking cock. Sure, she did it when she first started going out with a guy either to make him think she wasn't a total prude or to make sure he was lubricated for her pussy, but she never really got an urge to do it, like when her mouth watered at the thought of eating April's pussy.
So, as Ann began bobbing her head up and down on the fake cock while rapidly salivating on it, she knew it was only a matter of time before April began criticising her. She tried to put it off for as long as she could by putting more effort into this blow job than any other BJ she had ever given, but that just seemed to speed up the process, Ann's stomach turning as she heard a dramatic sigh from April, the younger girl clearly displeased with her performance as she tried and failed to get all of the cock into her mouth.
"God Ann, is this really the best you can do?" April huffed in disbelief, "Oh my God, I feel so sorry for all those men caught in your Venus fly trap. Oh God, you made Andy put up with this, didn't you? You made him suffer through lame ass blow jobs like this? God, you suck! Only not in the good way."
Disheartened more than ever before by April's words Ann redoubled her efforts, literally forcing the head of the strap-on into her throat. But that just made her eyes tear up and pretty quickly she had to pull away, violently coughing after a few seconds of having her windpipe so horribly stretched and filled. Again this only made things worse.
"Try harder or I'll face fuck you!" April threatened darkly.
Again Ann tried, and again her self-preservation prevented her from giving April what it was now so obviously the evil little assistant wanted. Which was another example of something which should have finally pushed Ann to leave, but instead she continue trying to push herself while continually glancing up at April in a silent plea for mercy she knew that the cruel 22-year-old would not give her.
"Fine! You want my help, I'll give it to you!" April growled, grabbing a firm hold of Ann's head and beginning to pump her hips back and forth, "This is how you should be sucking cock. With enthusiasm and passion, like you actually want to do it. Mmmmmm, fake it if you have too, just don't be lazy. Which means taking every inch that you can, Man Perkins. Oh come on, we both know you can take more than that. Don't act like you're not a total whore for cock. I've seen the way men stare at you. The way Andy stares at you. Ohhhhhhh yessssssss, that's better, take it Ann! Take it, take it, take it, take it, TAKE IT!"
While she was talking April switched from simply pumping the few inches Ann was able to take in her mouth in and out of her lips to forcing inch after inch of dildo down Ann's throat, not stopping until every inch of the intimidating cock was choking her. Ann paid the price for this, tears filling her eyes and staining her cheeks with mascara, her throat muscles aching as they were obscenely stretched and of course her nose working overtime to compensate for the dildo cutting off her windpipe. She also violently gagged and whimpered around the huge dick, but April wouldn't be denied.
On the bright side April really seem to be enjoying it, especially when she could fuck Ann's mouth with the entire length of the cock, treating the poor older woman's throat like a whore's cunt. And somehow, in that moment, pleasing April was all that mattered. Ann didn't care about her own well-being, and she certainly didn't care about keeping even a shred of dignity, she just wanted to make April happy. And from the sounds of it, she was making April very happy indeed.
Perhaps a little too happy. If Ann didn't know better she'd think the cock was real. But that was impossible, so logically there must be another dildo inside the harness pushing into April's pussy. Either that or the harness was rubbing against April's sex in a way that Ann could imagine would be very pleasant, and the idea that she was physically pleasing the younger girl as well as mentally filled the allegedly mature brunette with such incredible happiness.
