This is the second part of the sexual awakening of Jane. The first part, entitled "The Introduction", sets the background.
Jane lay on her bed, completely spent. At 47 years of age, she had finally had her first orgasm.
"Wow, how I could have gone without this for so long," she thought to herself. She reached between her legs and pulled the long part of the nexus penis from her sopping cunt. She was a little sore – she couldn't really believe how hard she had pounded herself with the dildo that last minute or so. Would she be able to walk straight, she thought with a smile.
She looked at the double dildo, its purple texture slick with her juices. She had always thought that it would be gross to have a man taste her. David had told her time and time again it was actually like an aphrodisiac for most men. Tentatively she put the dildo to her lips, and then placed the tip into her mouth. It was still warm from being inside of her, and the taste, while foreign, was not really that bad. Jane took a few more tentative licks, got up and went into the en-suite bathroom to pee and clean up the dildo.
"What will I tell Cathy", she said to herself?
*******
"It's a gorgeous fall afternoon! Let's go for a walk along the power lines before the November rains start again." It was Cathy on the phone. Cathy had been torn: mortified that she had let her best friend into her private love life and a hint of her sexual escapades with her husband, and at the same time, incredibly curious to see if her friend had actually tried the double dildo.
"Sure," said Jane. "In about a half hour. Shall I pick you up, or will you drive?"
"I will pick you up then."
As Cathy pulled into Jane's driveway, the door opened, and out bounded Jane in her jeans, vest and carrying a small bag.
"I brought you back your package", said Jane.
"Oh, no need to rush it. I am sure that it could have stayed with you a couple of more weeks without being too badly missed."
They drove in silence to the walk entrance, parked the car and headed for the gravel path along the mountain side. Despite the unexpected clear and warm weather, the path was surprisingly quiet. Quickly the door was locked and the two ladies headed up the gravel path.
"Did you not enjoy it", asked Cathy. "I have been so mortified about lending you my friend, that I was afraid that I had gone too far in telling you about my private life, and perhaps offending you".
It was Jane's turn to be embarrassed." No, you needn't feel at all concerned. As a matter of fact, it is I who should be embarrassed. I have to thank you. I couldn't believe how incredible a toy this is, or how well it worked".
Cathy paused for a moment. "Does this mean you finally had the big O?"
"Oh yes. I sure as hell did. It was better than I ever expected".
"Was it all because of the dildo? I have always thought your husband a pretty capable guy, was the dildo that much better than David?" said Cathy.
"No, it wasn't just the dildo. It was more than that".
"Ah", said Cathy. "It is amazing what the imagination can do to the mind. That is the really great thing about fantasies. They allow you to be with people and do things that you would never do in life. They are harmless, fun, and can be so completely out of character with your day to day persona. And after the big O, you can just quietly pack them away into some recess of your mind, and take them out again to play whenever you feel so inclined. So,.... Can I ask what you used to help you finally get off?"
If Jane though she had been uncomfortable with the conversation up until this point, she hadn't begun to appreciate what she was feeling now. How was she going to avoid this without revealing too much. After all, it wasn't every day that you confessed to your best friend that you had masturbated to the thought of watching your best friend have sex with her husband, and then mounting her husband for the fuck of your life while your friend whispered in you ear how much she liked watching you fuck the love of her life.
