The Strap-On
by: ssarg
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Word Count: 1492
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I was lost in thought as I rode the Clark St. bus on my way to my job as a junior trader at the Board of Trade in downtown Chicago. Having only graduated from the U of I three months ago, I felt very lucky indeed to have landed such a good job in such a short period of time. If I kept my nose to the grindstone and worked hard, I was sure that not only would this job provide the mental challenge I needed, but also the kind of money most folks only dreamed of. As the bus swayed to and fro as it passed over the Chicago River bridge, I thought that the only real problem I had since moving to The Big Windy was the lack of any real social life. By now I had hoped to have made some close friends but it just hadn't worked out that way with the heavy workload I was carrying.
Even in college and having just a handful of good friends, with no boy friends at all, I worried about my seeming total disinterest in men and often wondered if I were maybe gay, and although I never showed it, I was always more interested in being with the girls. While my friend Joan had always kidded me that I was sexually repressed and just needed a good lay, I would just laugh and give the old "when I meet the right guy I'll know it" line. This had gone on for four years with no sexual contact with men or women, and while I had read all the manuals and "how to" sex books, I had never gone any farther than the masturbation part, but thankfully I didn't have a problem having an orgasm! From my first attempt in high school I had discovered that my body was highly sexed and that orgasms came very easily for me, and just a few twists on my nipples made my pussy wet and hot. Either a finger on my clit or a candle used as a substitute dick made me have shattering cums, so although I often wondered about having sex with a partner, I certainly wasn't under any pressure to get it over with. Just then the bus stopped at Jackson St. where I hopped off and headed off to the office, my mind now turning to the business of the day, but sex was surely in the back of my head.
At 5:45p.m. I was just settling into my seat on the bus for the thirty minute ride up to New Town. What a long hard day it had been. I dozed off as the bus made its stops on the trip north from the Loop. When the driver yelled next stop Diversey, I was roused awake and got off the bus and headed down the street towards my apartment. Although I wasn't normally a drinker, I decided to have a glass of white wine in a cozy bar I had passed hundreds of times but had never entered. The place was fairly dark so it took several seconds for my eyes to adjust to the low light level, but when they did, I realized that there wasn't a man in the place as I had stumbled into one of the lesbian hangouts New Town was famous for. There were about seven or eight women playing pool and three sitting at the bar nursing drinks and talking to the bartender while a juke box was in the corner while some light pop music was playing in the back ground.
Even before I sat down a strong looking woman came over and offered to buy me a drink. “Sure” I said, as she sat down and introduced herself, and the woman extended her hand and said her name was Jo - short for Joanne. She looked to be about thirty three to thirty five years old with short dark brown hair and a very solid build, and while she wasn't fat, husky would be a better description, her handshake was very firm, almost painful, giving me the immediate feeling that this lady usually got what she wanted! Jo also obviously had a large chest that seemed almost out of place on her tomboyish frame, and a man's striped sport shirt and blue jeans completed the appearance. I thought that's what a typical butch would look like.
I on the other hand was just the opposite, more slight of build, almost thin with ash blond hair that hung almost to my shoulders, a very pretty face along with long legs and perfect 34-B breasts made me look very feminine indeed! As our drinks arrived all of a sudden I became very nervous. Here I was in a bar, no, a lesbian bar, with an obviously butch lesbian who was trying to pick me up! Jo started off the conversation with small talk about work, where she lived, etc., and right from the start I could feel Jo's power over me. I began to feel something I had never felt before in my whole life, the feeling of almost total submission to another human being! As we drank and talked, Jo let her hand rest on my thigh and I felt that feeling deep inside I got only when I was alone in my own bed! As we talked, Jo's hand moved farther and farther up my leg until finally it rested on my wet mound! With my breathing becoming more difficult, Jo maneuvered her hand so that her fingers were tracing a line up and down my crack.
At this point Jo leaned over and kissed my ear and told me to go to the rest room together. I just nodded and let Jo lead me by the arm into the ladies room which had an inner and outer room, with the outer room having several chairs and an old couch. Once inside Jo turned to me and gave me a full French kiss, making me go weak in the knees as she began to touch me all over my body. Jo pushed me back down on the sofa and reached under my skirt and pulled off my panty hose and white lace panties. At this point I wondered what was going to happen next, that is until Jo pushed up my dress and immediately began eating my pussy, inducing in me a thunderous orgasm within ten seconds of the cunt lapping! As I crashed in wave after wave of cums, Jo stood up, unzipped her pants, and dropped them to the floor. Inside of her boxer shorts I could see what looked to be an erection! When she got them off her, I was looking at an eight inch strap-on dildo that Jo had been wearing under her shorts! She roughly grabbed my head and pulled it towards the huge latex dick while snapping, "Okay, cunt, suck it!
After sucking it for about five minutes, Jo had me lay back down with my legs spread wide apart! I knew that I was about to get fucked by that monster and began to shake with lust as well as fear, and while pleading with Jo to be gentle, the bull dyke just laughed and drove the cock deep into my straining pussy! The pain and pleasure were a mixed up blur as Jo fucked me over and over again! All at once a wave of orgasms flooded through my heaving body, then it was over as Jo pulled out of me and lay next to me telling me from now on I was hers and hers alone. I could only nod in approval as my pussy twitched in post coital spasms!
Just then the door burst open and another dyke came into the room! I tried to cover myself but Jo told me no and made me show myself to the new lesbian who I later found out was Jo's live in. Jo simply pointed to her pussy and the other woman was quickly on her knees sucking the big dyke's clit. Jo opened up her shirt, pulled out her big tits and made me suck them as she was getting her hot slit eaten up by her cunt lapping roommate. When she finally came, she held my mouth to her breast and screamed in delight as the cunt lapping bitch finished off her hot pussy with her tongue! Jo got dressed but made me lay on the sofa with my legs wide open so she and her friend could watch me, and while it was totally embarrassing, it felt so natural to be dominated by the big dyke. Finally Jo let me get dressed and join the others at the bar while the rest of the woman came up and introduced themselves and welcomed me to the group. Arrangements were made to meet later in the week, and finally, at last, I felt totally at home!
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