THE SHAFT © November 28, 2004 My Secret Obsession

THIS IS AN ADULT STORY WITH ADULT THEMES DEPICTING LESBIAN SEXUAL ACTS. IF IT IS NOT LEGAL FOR YOU TO READ STORIES OF THIS NATURE, OR IF IT OFFENDS YOU- LEAVE NOW.

I could hear a very soft 'clang', and then 'clang', gently, contact of.......something...scraping.......just barely resulting in an audible sound. A very light brush of metal on metal. It was rythmic in it's occurrence and frequency. I wanted to sleep. The sound was nothing. But, it caught the attention of some subconscious curiosity, and I involuntarily played "name that sound" as the little noise demanded to be noticed. With intermittent half asleep attempts to recognize it, my eyes finally flew open, as I realized it was the rigging on the flagpole outside of our hotel room swaying in the breeze, and occasionally brushing the mast that it hung from. How maddening. Woke me up. Damn it. Did I win anything? rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Lisa could sleep through most anything, it appeared. This was the fourth time I had awakened with her. And, I always woke before her. She was sweet in the mornings, though. I liked that. I was too. I was always sweet, unless I was crossed. Only problem was that I could be rather easily crossed and was suspicious of strangers, so I often made a bad first impression. Life's circumstances had made me that way. It was something I was trying to sort out. Fortunately meeting Lisa had gone very well, although a little odd, and I liked her immediately.

I had met Lisa in an unusual way.

I'd had the occasion to become acquainted with her neighbor, Ricky, through a personal ad on the internet. But, when I actually met Ricky, things didn't work out so well. Now Ricky was stalking me, and I was dating Lisa.

Lisa and I had to get hotel rooms, to be together, because of Ricky. Lisa was afraid that Ricky would find out we were sleeping together, and make her life hell. Ricky was a real pain in the ass. (For more about that, read, The Personal Ad) And, she lived too close for comfort.

"God, Blue. You have fucked me until I bet I can barely walk. I need to pee, but I'm afraid to try to get up. Forgive me for being so indelicate."

I still had my dildo strapped on from the last night's use. The leather straps of the harness stung where they had remained tight for too long, after we fell asleep. I ran my finger under the waist strap, to break contact with my smarting skin.

"Good morning, honey. I hope this doesn't mean that more sex is out of the question," I smarted off. Lisa smacked me, sternly. Then, after she thought about it, she kissed me passionately. She rolled over onto her back, and pulled me onto her. She put her arms around me, and kissed me deeply. I could feel the roughness of her bush tickling against my thigh. Lisa could feel the stiff dildo against her leg, and it stirred her arousal. I could tell that she woke up hot and was getting hotter. Lisa liked her sex best in the mornings. I wasn't picky.

"I'm pretty sure we can overcome this small obstacle," Lisa smiled. Her nostrils flared. It was looking to be shaping into an exciting morning. "In fact, baby," she whispered feverishly, "let's just fuck, anyway. I don't care if it hurts." Lisa reached over to the night stand, and found a condom. "I'm so fucking horny, Blue. I just want you to fuck me. Right now."

Her words aroused my desire. I could feel warm moisture seep from between my cunt lips. I rolled. As I lay on my back, I watched as Lisa, who lay beside me, placed the rolled up condom on the tip of the dildo. She started rolling it down the thick shaft, in jacking motions. Putting the condom on it turned her on even more. Watching her made my heart quicken.

"I can't wait for you to fuck me, Blue." Lisa growled, and rolled over onto her back drawing her long legs back. She had the bottle of lubricant in one hand. She uncapped it, and pointed it at her hot, horny cunt and gave it a squeeze. Slippery giz-like fluid came out of the bottle in a stream, landing in a glistening jet across her wet pussy. She held her legs up, and wide apart. "Fuck my pussy, Blue. You are soooooo good with that thing." She was brazen. She was smiling. It was amusing and sexy.

I positioned myself between Lisa's open waiting thighs. My chest rest on hers, breasts to breasts and my arms and elbows supported my weight. I reached my hand down to guide the thick cock strapped to my lowest pelvis into Lisa's hot, waiting pussy. I grasped the shaft, and rubbed the blunt, probing tip up and down Lisa's wet slit. Up to her clit, and back down to her excited, waiting cunt. She squirmed, and hunched upwards, making the tips of the dildo go in, just a little. I withdrew.

"I can't WAIT, Blue! You've got to fuck me, please! Fuck me, baby!" Lisa whispered urgently. She raised her hips towards the cock, and I pushed it in, with a hard, deep, sudden forward thrust.

"AAAAUGH!" Lisa screamed. "Aw God! That hurt!" Lisa whimpered.

I fucked her anyway, knowing it would feel better, fast. I angled myself so that I slid the shaft up and down her throbbing clit on it's way in and out of her tight, horny cunt hole, knowing that the pain would in just an instant be part of the pleasure, as I set a slow, sensuous pace to the movement of my hips stroking into her. Our bodies moved together in a rippling thrusting wave into each other, and entwined gracefully, in a slow lascivious dance.

Marvin was singing "Let's Get It On". I could hear the sexy funky music just softly from the hotel stereo. Our bodies moved with the music, bumping and grinding with the smooth classic licks.

"Fuck me good, baby. God that's good. Yes. Fuck my cunt, baby. That's it. In me, baby. In and IN." Lisa was caught up in the pleasure and she was talking dirty to excite herself further, and not necessarily making much sense, as she spread her legs as wide as she could. Her breathing was coming in gasps as she fucked the dildo. I stroked it into her with long powerful strokes, enjoying the control I had over the sliding shaft as I slid it against her excited clit on the way into her pussy. "Fuck. I love you." Lisa smiled at me for an instant, before losing herself again in her sublime mounting passion. I bit her neck with wide open mouth. She threw her head back, inviting me to bite harder.

Lisa pulled her legs back. She put her hands on my ass pulling my pounding hips harder and faster into her cunt. It was exquisite. Our mouths met in a hungry passionate kiss. She sucked my tongue into her mouth, and then caught her breath sharply as her excitement escalated. I reached down and found her clit with my fingers, and stroked it, as I fucked her.

"Yes!" she gasped. "Yes! Yes! Ugh!" Lisa hips thrust hard forward to meet the splitting cock. She wrapped her legs around me, and squeezed hard, as she gripped my hips with her thighs and pulled the big thick dildo into her cunt with her lower legs positioned against my buttocks. She thrust her pussy forward with each jolt of her delicious climax taking the shaft deep inside of her.

"Blue. I love for you to fuck me with that dildo. I can't believe how good that feels," she whispered. "Is that weird?"

"That's a controversial subject, honey. Let's not worry about all of the psychological possibilities." I smiled at her, and kissed her. I was on fire. I felt like my clit was 4 times its normal size. I thought I was going to hyperventilate. "Let's get in the shower, Lis. And, I want to fill up the jacuzzi." My heart was pounding. So was hers. I kissed her, again, with a smack.

I got up out of bed, and unstrapped my big heavy dildo. Lisa pouted "aaaaww," from the bed, as I pulled the leather straps through the d-rings. Angry red welps raised on my flesh where the black leather straps had cut into my flesh, outlining my muscular ass at the tops of my thighs and my slender waist.

"Don't worry, baby. We can do it again, later." I teased her. Lisa feigned a huff, and got out of bed with mock reluctance.

"GOD! I have to PEE." Lisa walked with exaggerated difficulty. Her pussy was plenty sore, though, I imagined. I knew I would have been sore if I'd been fucked, like she'd just been. We had fucked all night long. But, I had not climaxed yet.

As Lisa relieved her bladder, and as I waited for MY turn, I took a towel, and wiped out the jacuzzi. It was very clean, but I was just checking. I'm kind of a freak. It smelled slightly of chlorine. I turned on the water, and adjusted the temperature. I would let it fill, while we were in the shower.

I turned up the music. Whitney Houston was singing "Exhale (shoop shoop)" Great chick music, I thought. I found a candle on the dresser. I gave it a sniff. Vanilla. I LOVE the scent of vanilla. I lit the candle, and set it in a safe spot. I remembered that I had some vanilla aromatherapy bubblebath in my bag. I found it, and set it on the edge of the big bubbling tub so I could pour some in when we were ready to get in the jacuzzi tub. It would smell heavenly.

I got into the steaming shower and let the hot water pour over my body. I wet my long, blond hair, and lathered it with fragrant shampoo. It smelled musky and good. My body tingled with excitement, as I was still very aroused from what Lisa and I had just finished. I rinsed my hair thoroughly. My nipples were tightly constricted and erect, and my clit ached with neglect. I had been close to climax, and calmed down, several times, with no relief. I felt like I was going to explode.

I felt a cool draft as Lisa pulled back the shower curtain. She decided to join me and stepped in, with a grin. Lisa grabbed the little hotel soap, and lathered it up in her hands, turning it around and around, watching the bubbles increase. She washed her body, quickly and efficiently, and then shampooed her hair and rinsed.

"C'mon, baby." Lisa smiled at me coyly. Let's get out.

I turned off the water and drew back the shower curtain. Lisa had my strap on sitting on the vanity. "I washed it before I got in the shower."

"Aaww! That was nice of you." I smiled. Lisa stepped out of the shower, and towelled off.

I saw that she had brought a condom, and had lube warming in the sink, too. She put the dildo back through the o-ring, and held the straps out for a second, while she figured out how to strap it. She watched herself in the mirror. I still stood in the tub patting myself with a white fluffy towel. I dried, and watched Lisa as she placed the base of the dildo where she estimated it should be positioned over her mound. Little black curls of pubic hair peeked out from around the triangle of black leather from where the big dildo was firmly secured. My arousal hit a new level. I watched her with growing anticipation. I had not really expected Lisa to use the strap on for me. She laced the straps through the shining chrome d-rings and gave them a pull, snugging the big cock to her, and admiring the way she looked in the long, wide mirror above the vanity.

Lisa smiled at me seductively with her deep blue eyes. I could see that she liked the way that she looked with the black leather harness strapped firmly against her pubis. I thought she looked very erotic. I couldn't wait to feel that dildo inside my aching, longing cunt. I was so horny. And, I never dreamed she would be so willing and adventurous. Lisa was a very good lover and I was delighted.

"Oh, God, girl. You have such good ideas." I got out of the bath. Lisa had seated herself on the vanity chair, with the dildo pointing upward lewdly. She was putting a condom on it, rolling it down until her hand was at the base. She squeezed some thick, clear lubricant onto the cock. I faced her, and straddled her lap. Lisa smiled and kissed me, bracing with her legs to help support my weight and provide leverage, and grasping the shaft of the dildo to help guide it into my cunt, as I wasted no time lowering myself down onto the long, thick rod. I put my hands behind Lisa on the vanity for balance. Lisa put her hands firmly on my hips. It felt sooooo good. I loved fucking this way. I sighed and exhaled sharply with excitement as it entered me.

I angled my vagina so that on the outstroke, the slick dildo rubbed against my throbbing clit. I supported myself on my feet, and rocked my hips forward and back, forcing the cock in and out of my pussy, over and over, stroking and slipping along the sensitive bud with each thrust, and each delicious pass arousing me more. I could not get enough. I kissed Lisa, as I humped forward. We both looked down, and watched the big dick as it disappeared into my hot wet tunnel with each hungry shove. We fucked with increasing abandon, enjoying our own show with mounting excitement. Lisa looked into my eyes, briefly, her face honestly displaying her passion with slightly opened mouth and slowly blinking eyelids closing over dilated pupils. She looked so sexy. My heart leapt. We kissed.

Lisa reached her hand up to my breast and pinched my nipple, hard. The pleasure shocked through me with an electric jolt and the delightful sensation pushed me over the edge. I came, suddenly, and violently. I placed my hand on hers. My fingers found Lisa's, still on my nipple. I squeezed her fingers forcing her to pinch me again, under my own force. Twice as hard as before. It hurt so very good. I kissed her, sucking her tongue, as my cunt fucked and rode the strapped on cock with each hard crash of my writhing pelvis, coming, wet and pulsing and clasping in involuntary spasms. I rolled my head. My shoulders shook forward.

I waited for my pulse to slow a little and I felt like I could open my eyes and move again. I could hear the strangest sound. I swear I could hear a sound like bacon frying. Sort of. Only softer. I could smell a strong scent of vanilla, as I sniffed the air expecting to smell pork. "Can you feel your legs?" I asked as I rose off of Lisa's lap. She groaned, but smiled, and pinched my butt. "I'd better check the jacuzzi. What is that SOUND? Hmm." I tried to place it.

"Yeah. Let's get in the bubbles. I poured that bottle of bubble bath in the jacuzzi, before I got in the shower."

"You, WHAT, honey? The whole BOTTLE??" Suddenly I realized what that sound was. I opened the bathroom door out into the suite. What suite? It was nothing but bubbles. The sound I was hearing was this enormous frothing billowing blob. It was if it were alive.

"Gyad! Lis! Look at this!" The doorway was filled with bubbles. From floor to ceiling.

"Hon. You're supposed to just add a little, right before you get in." I laughed.

Lisa looked mortified. "Oh my GOD! Sorry!"

I started laughing and couldn't stop. I couldn't help it. I didn't mean to embarrass her. But, It really was something to behold. It reminded me of one of those old "50's" Matt Helm movies. Outrageous. I braved my way through the wall of soft, fragrant foam. I felt my way along, slicing a path with the side of my hand. Within a few steps through the fog of suds, I found the jacuzzi, and cut the pump. The churning, swirling water came to a stop. That should put the quietus on the bubble factory I thought.

Lisa was behind me. The bubbles had contained themselves primarily to the bath area. For that I was grateful.

I scooped up handfuls of bubbles and applied them to Lisa's body, strategically, sculpting with great care. I made a sudsy tiara on top of Lisa's head, and I made a soapbubble tutu, but the skirt kept dripping off, after a few seconds. Lisa made horns and a beard on me. We made a big quarter moon. It stayed good for a LONG time.

Two hours later, it was time to check out, and that's exactly how long it took to first enjoy, and then clean up and scoop up the bubbles, and get our mess cleaned up. We had left a trail of debris, besides the bubble incident. There were burned up incense ashes, condom wrappers, condoms, a couple of wine bottles and towels, washcloths, and clothes everywhere. I would have been embarrassed to leave it. But, if you saw the aftermath- you wouldn't doubt that we had a great time.

As we were picking up, I told Lisa that I had finally given up the battle I had been fighting with my stalker, and her next door neighbor, Ricky ( see Ducking Out), and had decided to move. I told Lisa all about Dee, and her house, and Dee's situation with the police academy. Lisa didn't like the idea of me having a roommate, and said so. I ignored her, and told her that I was going to pack, and then move under the cover of darkness, hopefully, later that night. And, then, we'd be FREE of Ricky and her annoyances.

Once we got it together, I kissed Lisa before she went down to take care of the room charges, and I went home to pack. She seemed a bit tense about my new living arrangements. I wondered why.

I found my old pickup, and started the rest of my day. Which, I thought had gotten off to a pretty good start, already. I guessed I needed to get some boxes. Moving. AGAIN.