After that first night when I popped Lydia's girl cork, she was insatiable. It was as if by introducing her to the delights of sapphic sex, I had created a completely new person. She turned her back on her old bohemian lifestyle and had little time for the men that had been such a bad influence on her. I was not complaining, but I could help missing Jenny, my own muse, who was on an extended business trip to Australia. I continued to insist that Lydia's cunt be shaved smooth at all times, as Jenny had done for me. She particularly enjoyed having her arsehole shaved as a prelude to anal oral.
Despite my regular passionate nights of with Lydia, I could not help thinking that something, apart from Jenny, was missing. I was increasingly thinking of sex with men. Less than a year ago, I classed myself as a straight female who occasionally enjoyed plain vanilla sex when the opportunity arose, although I admitted to being a little bi-curious. Now, after months of nothing but amazing sex with girls, I could not deny that I had a strong lesbian leaning but, if truth be told, I still yearned for real cock: not just cock but all the sticky emissions that came with them. I had tried to talk to Lydia about possibly bringing something more realistic into the bed but, not being the 'sharpest knife in the drawer', she had misunderstood and simply bought ever more realistic dildos, some of which were very anatomically correct indeed, although also very large.
One evening, when I was ploughing Lydia with a huge thick-veined black rubber phallus while a small smooth pink vibrator hummed gently in her anus, the phone pinged indicating that someone was trying to Skype us. I knew it must be Jenny from Australia and interrupted our fuck session to answer. She appeared on the screen with what looked like an airport check-in desk in the background.
"Hi gorgeous," she said. "I'm finished here and heading home, I should be back by tomorrow evening."
"That's great," I replied. There was a long silence followed by a loud squeal.
"What the fuck are you two up to?"
I realized that I was appearing on her screen dressed in nothing but a large strap-on dildo with Lydia's splayed legs in the background.
"Oh we were just warming up for your arrival," I replied nonchalantly while moving the phone lens to show the smaller dildo protruding from Lydia's arse and her glistening shaved cunt. I turned the lens back onto the strap-on and pushed it into Lydia's wet hole again.
"Hey, save one for me!" Jenny said plaintively. She then went on to give her flight details so that we could pick her up from the airport. Lydia was apprehensive. She and Jenny had never got on very well as flat mates. Jenny was critical of Lydia's hippy lifestyle and Lydia did not approve of Jenny's relationship with me. A few months earlier, I had removed most of Lydia's long unkempt hair and introduced her to the concept of regular showers and lesbian sex. I had no doubt that Jenny would approve of the changes but Lydia was still worried. I held her face in my hands and kissed her while reassuring her that everything would be fine. I noticed how much her hair had grown and realised that we were both overdue a haircut but that could wait until later because there was still a vibrator buzzing in her arse and a wet cunt to attend to.
The next day, we met Jenny at the airport in the afternoon. She looked different. Her face was tanned and her hair had lightened in the sun. She clearly had not had it cut in the six months that she had been away. We embraced and kissed passionately in the arrivals area and, as I ran my fingers through her collar length hair, I could not help wondering if she had let her bush grow too. Jenny then turned to Lydia who smiled awkwardly and held out her hand and weakly mumbled,
"Welcome back."
Jenny paused briefly and then exclaimed,
"Christ! Look at you. You look so cute with short hair." She spread her arms and hugged Lydia tightly. "You look so amazing. I could eat you and I probably will."
Lydia glowed and stood rigidly still as Jenny took her head in two hands and planted a kiss on her lips. Jenny talked excitedly as we drove home through the rain. She explained that she had not had much time for sightseeing because she had spent most of her time working.
"All work and no play makes you very horny," she sighed wistfully, "especially knowing what you two sexy sluts were getting up to."
We continued catching up over a bottle of wine in the kitchen until suddenly Jenny announced that she needed a shower. "Anyone want to join me?" she asked. I was just about to say yes when Lydia jumped and shouted, "Me!"
The shower was only big enough for two and the look of disappointment on my face must have been obvious. Jenny moved close to me and took my hand. As she forced it down the front of her skirt and into her knickers she whispered, "I've got another job for you." It was then that I felt the thatch of pubic her that was covering Jenny's crotch. I had never known her to be so hairy and smiled while whispering our familiar refrain, "it's about time all that came off."
Jenny nodded slowly before turning to Lydia and saying, "Let's see how good you are at carpet munching. " They disappeared to the bathroom while I went to make preparations in my bedroom.
I laid out a towel on the bed and plugged in the electric clippers, then I fetched a bowl of warm water, the shaving soap and a new razor. Finally, I stripped off and slipped into my dildo harness while selecting a large dildo from my collection which I lubricated generously. At that point Jenny and Lydia burst into the room, naked and giggling.
"She is good," Jenny enthused with strong emphasis on the last word. "Wow! Look at you!" Jenny eyed me approvingly before wrapping her body around me in a passionate clinch. I pushed her back on the bed and dropped to my knees before her spread legs. My tongue went to work on her hairy slit and soon she was writhing as she oozed into my mouth. She begged me not to stop but I lifted my head and said, "First, we are getting rid of this bush. Lydia, sit on her face!"
As Lydia positioned her cunt over Jenny's mouth, I fired up the clippers. The buzzing caused a frisson of anticipation to flash through my clitoris. I pushed them across the hairy mons pubis and released a fluffy mound of light brown hair. Jenny moaned as she pushed her tongue into Lydia's slit and I allowed the clippers to vibrate on her clitoris. She squirmed and I continued to mow her hairy cunt lips. By this time, Lydia was grinding her cunt into Jenny's face and close to coming, which she did noisily moments later as I spread shaving foam over Jenny's crotch. As Lydia kissed Jenny's cunt juice covered face, I quickly removed Jenny's stubble and wiped off the excess foam. Small beads of moisture had formed on the smooth lips which I added to with my tongue while inserting a finger into the wet hole. Jenny began to move her arse rhythmically and Lydia dropped down to suck her nipples. I inserted another two fingers and increased the speed of my tongue. Jenny came with a gush and a loud, prolonged wail. Without pausing, I stood up and inserted the dildo into the harness. I told Lydia to lie on her back on the bed. Jenny knelt between her legs and began to lick her cunt while I positioned myself between Jenny's legs and pushed the strap-on into her wet cunt. I fucked her hard for several minutes until she froze and absorbed the waves of a huge climax which left her quivering on the end of the rubber dick. I pulled the dildo out of Jenny and moved on to Lydia's cunt which was glistening with cunt juice and saliva. The dildo slipped in easily and Lydia lasted only a few thrusts before coming violently. We all collapsed onto the bed and fell into a satisfied embrace.
After a few minutes, Jenny roused herself and looked at me with a salacious grin on her face.
"That was worth waiting for," she purred, "now who hasn't come yet?"
"Me, I suppose." I replied, as I slipped the harness off over my ankles. Jenny placed a finger on her lips and looked pensive before instructing Lydia to put the harness on and heading off to her room. She returned moments later carrying a large package.