much
larger anal plug that had a fake foxtail attached, a riding crop, a lash, metal handcuffs and furry restraints, a heavy leather collar with a gold hoop on the front for attaching a leash... and a simple black velvet blindfold. She thought,
my tenant and her lover are using all these wild sex toys in my former MIL house, just 30' from where I eat breakfast and get ready for work and get dressed and...
. She looked at Anna. "I never imagined..."
Anna was delighted to show Cynthia her toys. She'd never even mentioned them to her other friends. "I'll show you how some of this stuff works."
Cynthia started to protest that she knew how they worked when Anna grabbed a small lipstick vibe and turned it on. Cynthia heard it buzz when Anna clicked to its highest setting and then touched it to her breast. Anna's mouth fell open and she met Cynthia's eyes. Her nipple was reacting to the little toy by trying to poke through fabric, to touch it. Her face warmed. When Anna saw Cynthia's fascination she moved the fake lipstick to the older woman's tit and touched a nipple that already challenged its lacy confinement. To Cynthia's surprise and Anna's delight, she didn't pull back, then savored the buzzing on her turgid bud. She warmed with the expression on Anna's face.
Then Anna drew it back. She'd seen what she hoped for in Cynthia's blue eyes and hesitated just a heartbeat before peeling her top off over her head. Cynthia watched Anna reach behind to unhook her bra, shrug it down her arms and give her smallish tits a cheerleader's shake. Then she squeezed one to push the pink tip out and brought the vibe to it while her friend watched, quietly spellbound. Cynthia's unguarded fascination and arousal made Anna feel the vibrator's oscillations in her core. She was bringing her friend into a world that was brand-new to her, where labels don't apply and adults can have the curiosity of children, be innocent and lovely again. A world she would have fled from weeks before, without thinking.
Watching Anna's nipple react, Cynthia felt it in her own.
Anna impulsively said, "Lick it Cyn. My nipple."
My God
, Cynthia thought,
I want to. I want to feel it with my tongue
.
Anna reached behind Cynthia's head to encourage with a touch that didn't pressure and Cynthia responded by leaning forward, trance-like, until the tip of her tongue touched the very end of the sensitive nub. Soft moans rose from inside both women. Then Cynthia explored Anna's nipple with her tongue like she'd been curious to do it her entire life, lightly flicking and circling, pushing the sensitive pink pebble this way and that, and licking it as Anna murmured contentedly. "Uh...uhh." When Cynthia's mouth closed on her tit Anna said, "Oh God...Cyn," and when Cynthia suckled, Anna groaned, pushed tit into Cynthia's mouth and pulled her tighter. When they broke apart, they did all of that again with Anna's other tit.
When she leaned back, Cynthia was stunned by what she'd done, but not embarrassed, not at all. Their eyes met. Anna touched Cynthia's lips with a finger, like saying
I want to put my lips right here.
They came together and softly touched lips, leaned back to look at each other, then kissed again with a little more pressure and tongue tips touching between opened lips. When the kiss ended, Cynthia whispered, "Oh my." She hadn't known a kiss could be so soft, so perfect in its own rather than as foreplay.
Anna touched the side of Cynthia's face, searched her features for regret and saw only the wonder of a child who's been dazzled to rare quiet. She said, "Your lips are so soft." Then she touched her older friend's lower lip with her thumb, gently coaxed it down and they kissed with open lips and delicately wandering tongues and it felt like the softest kiss of all while being the most searchingly intimate of Cynthia's life. Two women sharing themselves in a way they can't with a man.
Anna spoke softly, "You've never kissed a woman before." When Cynthia nodded, Anna said, "It's different." Cynthia nodded again and Anna touched her friend's lips like she could feel the kiss lingering on them. "Did you like it?" Cynthia smiled and nodded yet again as if speech was asking too much. She felt quietly wonderful and
with someone
in a way that made her feel she'd been alone before, but didn't realize it until she kissed this kindred spirit.
Anna said, "I wish we had more time before I leave to get April."
Cynthia finally spoke in a whisper. "This feels very... just... very nice. Sweetly sexy."
Anna said, "Uh huh. Not bi or gay or hetero or anything but sexy." She searched Cynthia's eyes and said, "I want to touch you everywhere Cyn, smell your excitement and taste your skin..." Their eyes held, "Lick you inside."
Cynthia's entire body blushed when she imagined the younger woman doing all of that. She was getting uncomfortably warm in her clothes.
Anna announced, "Adam wants us to make a short video for him, undressing each other and embracing." She watched the reaction play across Cynthia's face.
Cynthia thought about making a sexy video with Anna, doing it for Adam to watch.
Not too wild... not outrageous. Naughty and exciting. Performing for him with Anna, like Anna performed with him in the live-feed
. When she thought about that sexy scene again, she knew she wanted to do it... for Adam, for Anna, and especially for herself. She'd been picturing herself in the live feed and here was a chance to try it.
But how will I look? I can't be as sexy as Anna, but can I still excite?
The idea took root in Cynthia's libido. Anna watched it blossom and said, "There's just barely enough time to make a really short one." She pulled her top back on without the bra, saying, "I think it'll be sexier to start with something on, but you should be braless too?"
Cynthia's smile was mildly amused. "You're the director." She pulled her top off to lose the bra, then pulled it back on as shamelessly as a performer getting ready back-stage. Then she watched Anna engage 'video record' on the system remote and realized it was really going to happen. She started to speak, thought better of it, and then decided what the hell. "Anna, I'm a wet mess. Already."
Anna flashed delight. "Isn't it fun?"
It was. More fun than Cynthia had in forever and she quickly forgot about being too old because she felt like a school girl on the brink of experiencing something taboo with her most daring friend. The wild friend her parents warned her to stay away from. She saw Anna waiting for her in the prime filming spot with an arm extended. Cynthia's hand was the first part of her to enter the camera's field of view. It touched Anna's, their fingers entwined and Anna drew Cynthia closer until they almost touched, face-to-face. They forgot about Adam as they looked at each other, Anna touched her older friend's face with her hand, then gasped with surprise when Cynthia's hand found her breast.
Yes!
Cynthia squeezed firm tit through the fabric.
Oh fuck yes...
Then Anna's hands went to Cynthia's larger breasts, Cynthia's other hand joined the fun and they kissed while caressing bosoms and mewing softly. They knew the recording system would catch their soft sounds and Adam would hear it. It would make him hard, especially because they were making this for him. The kiss grew saucier and when it finally ended, they turned to the camera and smiled shyly as teen girls performing for a man they hoped to please.
Anna smiled naughtily. "Do you like this, Adam? Does watching us kiss and feel each other up, just for you, turn you on?" She looked at Cynthia and nudged her, "Ask him something Cyn. What do you wonder?"
Cynthia knew what she wanted to ask but hesitated. She looked into the camera and wondered.
Can I?
When Anna gave her hand an encouraging squeeze, Cynthia finally whispered in a seductive voice she didn't recognize as her own. "Do we make your cock hard Adam?" She'd never said "cock" to a man and felt the exhilaration of a cliff diver in the moment of weightlessness. Her voice grew even softer when she whispered, "Do you want to see more?"
Adam groaned with lust. Later... when he watched.
