“But the Sybian is still our most popular.” Tasha slapped the back of the machine as if it were the rump of a horse, and the sound made Ashley gasp and
Ashley used Tasha’s help to steady herself as she slipped the head of the shaft between her shaved lips. Tasha admired the smoothness of her girlfriend’s skin, remembering how she had shaved her bare just hours ago. Ray gave a low whistle as Ashley sank down, and he craned his neck around his wife’s shoulder to see better. Tasha gave an almost imperceptible shake of her head, her eyes on Ashley’s saying,
Never mind him, I’m the only one here, ride it for me, baby…
And somehow Ashley heard the message, her body slowly relaxing onto the machine as Tasha picked up the controls.
“Those of you who have been riding the Sybian a while know that it takes time to build up to longer and longer sessions.” Tasha turned on the controls, seeing Ashley bite her lip, her eyes closing at the sensation. “So you might get overstimulated very quickly. Here’s how the controls work.” Tasha turned the vibration up slowly to the maximum, making Ashley’s face twist in pleasure. Her eyes flew open when Tasha began to describe the rotation controls, turning that up as well.
“How’s that feel?” Ray called out over his wife’s shoulder. Chloe flipped her long, dark hair over her shoulder and Tasha tried not to smile as the length of it hit him squarely in the face.
“Good,” Ashley whispered too low for him to hear, closing her eyes again and rocking her hips.
Good girl
, Tasha thought, watching her begin to ride it, both controls turned up all the way. She knew Ashley couldn’t hold out for long at that speed, and she was right. Ashley’s back arched, her eyelids fluttered, and Tasha had to restrain a nearly overwhelming urge to reach out and tweak her hard, dark nipples as her body began to tremble with her orgasm.
Ashley grasped the front of the machine, her nails digging into the leather cover, her hips rocking as she came. The room was utterly silent except for the hum of the machine and Ashley’s low, trembling moan. Her head fell forward, her hair still long enough to cover her flushed cheeks and quivering breasts. She gave a sweet sigh as Tasha turned the controls down, and the whole room seemed to sigh with her.
“Any questions?” Tasha met Ashley’s just opening eyes. They were still glassy and far away.
“Can I see that again?” Ray waved his hand, grinning, and Chloe made a hushing noise and pushed his hand back down.
“Now it’s your turn.” Tasha nodded at the machine to the left of the couple. “You can watch your wife take a ride.” She suppressed a smile as Chloe quickly clambered up onto the Sybian. All of the couples were finding a machine, now, and Tasha helped Ashley down, feeling the slight tremble in her limbs still. She turned her face into Ashley’s ear, whispering, “You were incredible,” and enjoyed the flush that spread over her cheeks.
“Now what?” Ashley’s dark eyes said exactly what she wanted to do now, and Tasha wanted it, too—but it would be hours before they could be alone together.
“Now we see if anyone needs our help.” Tasha turned her attention to the room again, picking up Ashley’s robe and sliding it back over her shoulders. Ashley cinched the tie at the waist, still looking flushed, as Tasha went to help Nicki and Tom with the “Red Devil,” named for its red metal base. Next to the Sybian, it was one of Tasha’s personal favorites.
“Have you done anal before?” Tasha knelt down beside Nicki, who was on her hands and knees, Tom behind her, trying to line up the two dildos attached to the machine. Nicki nodded, tucking her short, blonde hair behind her ears and biting her lip, gasping as Tom flipped the switch, pressing both of the shafts forward against Nicki’s flesh.
“Whoa there, big guy.” Tasha quickly turned it off again, winking at Tom. “Best way to do this one is to have her ease back on it first, before you flip the switch…”
Tasha’s hands moved over the red silk of Nicki’s robe, grasping the woman’s slim hips and encouraging her to press backward.
“Hand me that tube of KY, Tom.”
Tasha noticed, when he bent to grab a tube of gel, that his other hand was occupied—grasping the stiff length of his own cock under his robe. She squirted more lubrication onto the thinner dildo at the top of the machine and pushed Nicki’s robe up higher so she could squeeze the gel down the already slick crack of her ass.
“Cold!” Nicki gasped, pressing her cheek to the pillow beneath her. She was propped up nicely with the wedges, her knees open, her hips tilted at the perfect angle.
“Come on back, sweetie.” Tasha dropped the KY tube to the floor and found Nicki’s hips again with her hands, using her thumbs to spread the cheeks of the woman’s ass wider. Nicki groaned softly as the head of each shaft probed her flesh
The larger dildo on the bottom split the naturally blonde curly hairs of her pussy lips, sliding easily through the wet passage. The dildo pressing against her asshole, though, met with more resistance and Nicki closed her eyes, her face twisting as she trembling further and further back.
“That’s it,” Tasha urged, her eyes meeting Tom’s over his wife’s exposed behind. He licked his lips and swore softly when he looked down at where the two cocks impaled both of Nicki’s holes. She was halfway down each of them, now, and the sight of her was clearly exciting to her husband, whose cock was leaking a long, shining strand of pre-cum from the tip.
“Now, you can turn it on, Tom.” Tasha nodded at the machine. “Sloooowww…”
He abandoned his hold on his cock to turn the dial on both of the controls up just one notch. The machine hummed to life, slowly pistoning the dildos in and out of Nicki’s pussy and ass. She moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as the machine continued its motion. Tom turned it up another notch, his eyes bright as he watched his wife get fucked.
“You like that, baby?” His hand moved over her behind, spreading the crack with his thumb and finger as the thinner dildo worked its way deeper into her asshole.
“Yes!” She gasped and moaned, tugging at her robe as he turned it up again, yanking at the material, trying to get it off. Tasha helped her slip it off her arms and shoulders, leaving her naked and exposed, her breasts swaying beneath her as Nicki began to fuck back toward the machine.
“Hand me that toy.” Tasha pointed toward a finger-vibe resting next to the machine. Tom handed it over and Tasha turned it on with a smile. “Which hand do you masturbate with, Nicki?” The woman’s eyes barely opened, and she held out her right hand, making low noises in her throat as the machine continued to fuck her. Tasha slipped the finger-vibe over her right index finger and guided Nicki’s hand between her legs.
“Ohhhhhh my God!” Nicki bucked as she started to rub her clit with the vibrator. Tom groaned as he watched her, stroking his cock faster under his robe. His wife was completely lost in the sensation, moaning and rocking back against the machine. She complied, though, when he knelt in front of her, lifting her head so he could ease his cock between her lips.
“Oh fuck, baby!” He groaned when she began to suck him greedily, the motion of the machine rocking her mouth onto his cock. “That’s so good!”
Tasha smiled, standing to survey the scene in the room. The sounds of sex were everywhere. Kim, the young mother who had spilled all of the detail of the Sybian Club to the neighbors, was riding a Sybian while her husband stood beside her, stroking his cock against her tongue.
She was a skilled rider—had built up to a long, twenty-minute sessions in the time she’d been coming to The Club—and her large, full breasts swayed as she rocked on top of the machine, thick, white drops of breast milk flooding down her belly. Her husband, Paul, was feeding his cock down her throat, every now and then dipping down to rub the head against her fat, wet breasts and then putting it back into her mouth again. Tasha noticed Tom watching them, too, his eyes following the milky rivers down her flesh as he pumped his cock deeper into his wife’s mouth. She smiled and wondered how long it would take for them all to decide to start switching partners.
That’s when she noticed that some partner-swapping had already occurred across the way. It was no surprise that tall, lithe
Emily was down on her knees, her neck in a doggy style stockade, her wrists restrained to the metal bars of the machine on the floor. The dildo pounded her from behind as
“Suck that monster cock, you little bitch!”
“I’ll make you suck every cock in this room if I see you looking at another pretty shaved cunt again!”
“Yes Mistress!” Emily managed to choke out. He groaned, the tattoos on his forearms flexing as he thrust deeper up into her throat.
So that’s it—cock sucking as punishment. Who would have thought?
Tasha watched as
Not that I blame her
. Tasha watched Holly rub her smooth, swollen lips back and forth, the Sybian’s instrument splitting their slickness as she rocked. But clearly
Never would have thought to make her suck cock though
, Tasha mused, watching as Rick groaned and leaned back, giving into the blowjob completely.
Leave it to
“Tasha!” The hiss of Ashley’s voice pulled her away from the scene and she looked to where her neighbors were trying out the “Robocock”—one of their more basic fucking machines. Chloe was on her hands and knees, her long, dark hair, so black it was almost blue, hung in her face as the machine worked smoothly in and out of her pussy. Ray was standing behind, cock in hand, but he seemed more interested in Ashley than watching his wife get fucked.
“Ray here had a question about the machines.” Ashley backed away from him and edged around Tasha as she came near.
“Yes?” Tasha was careful to be polite but a little distant.
“I was just wondering if you had one that could....” Ray glanced over at Ashley, his eyes glinting behind the round frames of his glasses. “Do two cunts at once?”
“Ohhhh God!” Chloe arched her back, her dark hair swinging up over her shoulder, her face screwing up as she came. She was quite a pretty woman, Tasha noticed, her body like a dancer, long and lean and small breasted.
“I don’t have one,” Tasha replied as Chloe pulled away from the machine, the pumping dildo still wet from her orgasm. She collapsed, gasping, onto the floor, her eyes glazed, her chest heaving. “But I’m sure they make one.”
“Oh my God!” Chloe sat up on her elbows, still panting. “I want one of these!”
“Well, maybe Tasha will let us come over and test the equipment.” Ray cleared his throat and grinned, nudging Tasha with his elbow. “Us being neighbors and all.”
“You can join The Club.” Tasha raised her eyebrows at him, glancing at Ashley and rolling her eyes. “Just like everyone else.”