The following story continues about the escapades of Ellie and Rachel that began with Curing Tummy Troubles and More. All characters are over the age of 18. This story does have some girl-on-girl action and a very little clinical element. If this isn't your cup of tea, you have been forewarned.
Ellie and Rachel are both certified nurse practitioners at a large OB/GYN practice in Seattle. Rachel was divorced a little over a year ago and Ellie has dated, but never married. Both are very attractive women: Ellie in her early 30s and Rachel in her late 20s.
In the first episode Ellie had confided in Rachel that she needed some serious help having a bowel movement. Later at Rachel's condo, Ellie was given a couple of enemas but then was introduced to Rachel's strap-ons. Although Rachel owned three, she only used the smallest for this first time. Unbelievably, Ellie really enjoyed the experience and wanted Rachel to show her the largest strap-on in the collection.
Ellie took a few minutes to have a break with a cup of coffeeβto her caffeine was one of the main food groups. As she stood in the break area savoring her second swallow, Rachel happened to walk in.
"Hey, how are you feeling this morning?"
"Much better in a couple of ways. Thanks to you."
"If there's one thing that nurses know how to do it has to be how to give a good enema."
"That's not all some nurses know how to do," said Ellie with a naughty giggle. "And what did you mean the other night when you said that the device we used was the smallest?" she added in an almost whisper afraid that perhaps the conversation might be overheard by someone walking by.
"Just that. I happen to own three of them and that was the smallest. Wasn't it satisfactory?" asked Rachel holding back a girlish giggle.
"Oh, don't get me wrong because it was unbelievably satisfactory. It's just that I have been wondering what the larger sizes are like," she whispered her face turning crimson in the process.
"There is only one way to find out. What are you doing on Friday night? Have any plans? I don't think I have any hot dates so why don't we grab dinner and drink and then return to my condo?"
"Gee! Really? That sounds great. Friday is five days away and I can't wait."
The rest of the days that week seemed to take forever and whenever Ellie though about using the strap-on she felt her panties starting to get damp. But Friday evening did arrive and after heading home to change from scrubs they met at a little bistro for drinks and something to eat. To say that the anticipation was a huge distraction for Ellie would have been a gross understatement.
When they got to Rachel's apartment, they headed back to the master bathroom where Rachel opened her cupboard filled with sex toys. She took out the strap-on that they had used the week before and held it up.
"This is what we used last week," she said.
Ellie took a close look and realized that even the smallest one was not that small now that she could see it for real again. "I had that thing up my butt!" she said to herself as that damp feeling returned to her bikinis. "Wow!" was the only thing she could say.
"Now this is the next larger size," said Rachel holding up a device that was a bit longer but was but not really much thicker.
"Oh, my gosh!" said Ellie. "And how much larger is the third one?"
Rachel found the largest strap-on and held it up. Ellie swallowed hard wondering how anyone could take something of that size either vaginally or rectally. "Maybe we should begin with the medium one," she confided.
"I've only ever used the smallest and the medium. Both are a lot of fun!" added Rachel "but I have one other thing that is still in the package. It's called a double-ended dildo." She took a package that had been half hidden from the top shelf, opened it and took out the very purple pliable double-ended phallus. If you want we could both try this in our vaginas, but if you wanted add a little more kink then one of us could have it in her vagina and the other one up her butt."
Ellie turned crimson at the sight of the device. "We have time, maybe we try both?" she somewhat bashfully asked.
"That might be fun, but there are two things that we have to be careful about."
"What's that?"
"Each of us has to have a decent enema to clean us out first, and the dildo has to be carefully cleaned between uses. We don't ever want any infections in our girly bits."