Chapter 9
Tessa & Danny
When Tessa was in the shower in the morning, she heard the door open and felt Danny behind her.
"Oh, what do I deserve this for?" she asked as he soaped her behind.
Standing as far as she could from him in the small cubicle, she allowed him access to her behind. Soaping it and letting his finger explore and open both holes, he said to her "We forgot one thing last night, but that's okay, I'll make up for it during the day."
Puzzled, she said, "If you don't stop doing what you're doing with your fingers I will cum here, but I am intrigued with what you saying"
Then she felt something new enter her wet and open pussy, "Wow...what was that?"
"Those are a matched set of chrome balls. I can't remember what they're called, but I read that they keep you at a permanent state of arousal and as you walk they can even trigger an orgasm or two. I thought it would be nice for you to have them inside you all day today."
"Gosh," Tessa gasped as she became aware of the strange but welcome sensation inside her just as he stopped soaping her butt.
Danny watched her facial expressions as she stepped out of the shower and began drying herself with a towel. In turn she was aware of movements deep inside her and a strong desire to touch her clit and bring herself to the point of orgasm. They were doing what he said;
"Danny, I will be climbing the walls before long, I really want to cum, I want to finger myself or be fingered. They are amazing"
He laughed, "So they work then..."
"They certainly do!"
"Ben Wa... Ben Wa Balls! That's what they're called," he said happy to have remembered.
He moved behind her and rubbed his hand over her mons, paying particular attention to her clit.
"Oh, look who's come out of hiding!"
"DANNY!"
"I'm only teasing it."
"These damn balls have me extra sensitive there."
Ignoring her complaint, he sent two fingers into her cunt.
"Oh yes" she moaned
His fingers searched out the Ben Wa ball nearest the entrance, and found it, slick with her juices.
Her moans increased in volume, and Tessa began to ride his exploring fingers. "Feels so fuckin' good!"
"Want me to go faster?"
"YES!"
Seconds later she came with a cry and a shudder, clasping his fingers inside her pussy.
She came back down to earth and he removed his finger, presenting it to her to suck dry.
"Mmmm nice, no wonder you like going down there," she laughed as he handed her a towel."How long will it take before they get me going again?"
"I don't know exactly. Shouldn't take long. I'm told they'll keep your pussy stoked all day long. I'm told some women can't pass a restroom without going in and fingering themselves."
"You've been hearing a lot. So tell me, where are you hearing all this shit?"
He laughed and gave her his best Danny smile. Tessa smiled back and nodded. "It's started already," she said with a grin. "Wanna fuck?"
"If you let me watch you take the balls out," he replied solemnly.
Giggling obscenely, Tessa spread her legs, revealing her wide open sopping pussy. For his benefit, she put a finger deep inside her and with her eyes on his, found the string and gave a tug. With a barely audible plop the first ball popped out.
"See, it's really easy."
"Unless you can't find the string," he said. Frowning at this new piece of information, Tessa replied, "One should always be able to find it.
Falling that, one can force the ball out."
"May I ask how?"
"Grunting it out, I suppose. The same way you get a baby out, you summon the will power to force it out. Otherwise, we head for the hospital and let some intern worry about extracting it."
"That could be embarrassing," he said.
"No, interns have probably seen worse."
When the final ball popped out, Danny held them in the palm of his hand and asked how she had enjoyed them.
"I'm not really sure; honestly, I loved being on the edge. I loved how often they had me cum, but I'm concerned that it might lessen the fun we have together when you put Dick in Jane and play Tarzan.
"Basically I'm saying I'll try it again before deciding how much I like them."
"Fair enough," he said, thankful for the honesty they had with one another.
"It's like the vibrators" she continued. I like them and cum with them, but not as good as with your fingers, tongue, or dick."
"So... shall we adjourn to the bedroom?"
"Sure, but what I want right now is to watch you jerk off and cum on my tits."
"You have a filthy mind, my dear," he said, but was already stroking himself.
"I want a what'chamacallit," she purred, "I want a pearl necklace!"
And within two minutes, Tessa was sporting a brand new, glistening necklace of transparent hue, that were, in her opinion, undoubtedly the finest pearls ever mined.
Vince and Margie
Margie was already moaning in anticipation of a tumultuous climax. Since acquiring the Sybian she had had nothing but great climaxes and now expected one almost every time she had sex.
But Vince had another surprise for her this day, and using her nipples as a controlling device, he gently steered her backwards onto their bed. Once she lay on her back he left the room only to return moments later with what appeared at first glance to be a plastic curtain rod, or something similar.
"What....?"
"In a minute, my love," Vince replied, wanting her relaxed before he began.
He held the device up for her inspection. "Now, as you can see, I'm holding a plastic rod. It has a smaller, metal rod inside it, and a knob at each end. I also have these plastic plates, which you can see are kind of shaped like the figure eight. They fit between those lovely breasts of yours, like so."
Margie also noted that at the end of each knob there seemed be a wire protruding, but he was still explaining things and she tried to concentrate on his words and forgot about the wires for the time being.
She smiled as he fit the figure-eight shaped plate between her gravity-flattened breasts, and then saw that the wires now dangled down over a nipple.
"What is...?"
"It's one of those Japanese contraptions, Marge. I think you'll grow to like it."
"Grow to like it? What the hell are you doing, Vince?"
"These," Vince continued, smoothly, "Are Japanese nipple clamps."
"I don't think I...."
Balancing the contraption carefully on Margie's torso, he pinched one nipple firmly between finger and thumb, pulled it upwards and, with a twist of his fingers, opened the clamp and closed it over Margie's sensitive flesh.
The sound Margie made was almost orgasmic as his fingers tightened painfully on the nipple. Margie jerked upward trying to escape the sudden onrush of the lightning bolt of pain and pleasure that resulted.
"The thing about these clamps," Vince continued calmly as he fastened the other nipple, "Is that the more you pull on this end, the more the jaws at that end, tighten."
He began to twist the knob, and Margie realized that the metal inside the plastic rod was threaded, and that it was lifting the clamps away from her chest, taking her nipples with it, exerting an unbelievable pressure on her distended nipples.
Margie began whimpering in pain. She was confused in that she liked the pleasurable portion this treatment was bringing to her, but didn't care for the painful part.
"Vince!" she croaked out, and realized her throat was parched. Her eyes widened in surprise on seeing her nipples were now stretched out to at least an inch and a half.
Her husband stopped twisting and stood there admiring his work. "So much more to suck. So much more, Margie. I'm very pleased."
"Vince... I'm in pain. Get me out of this contraption!"
"In a minute Marge. In a minute, but first I have another gadget to try out on your tits."
."Vince!" Margie protested weakly.
"This is called a Japanese Snake Bite."
"No! I don't want..."
"They can be used to suck venom from a snake bite, or..."
"Vinnie, quite it! I mean it, cut the shit out!"
Ignoring his wife, Vince continued with his explanation while applying the device to her breast. "They have, and please believe me on this, enough suction to extract venom from your body." He squeezed each one, hard, and then pressed them down over her nipples and at the same time released his grip on the cylinders.
Margie screamed out in shock and pain. To her it felt like there was a huge mouth on each breast sucking imaginably hard. Hard enough to leave deep, dark bruises. She was reduced to begging her husband to take them off, but Vince let his hand drop over her clit and began rubbing her there and she went berserk.
"Oh, yes! That's it! That's it!" she screamed and then came hard.
Margie had the completely unfocused, dreamy look of someone in a trance when Vince fed his cock into her mouth and she gulped, swallowing it, until she felt the intense, masculine, totally intoxicating odor of her husband's groin through his sac pressed into her nose. She began sucking away as she absorbed him, wanting him to cum in her mouth; not caring about anything but that and her next orgasm, which she knew was waiting patiently out there, and would arrive with the next stimulus.
But somehow her own orgasm was no nearer, despite the fact that she was helplessly, overridden by lust and the need to be used.
Then, Vince grunted twice as her cheeks hollowing and molding to the shape of his cock, and he came with a violent spasm that nearly threw them both off the bed.
