A Mile in Her Heels

If the visual stimulation was mildly erotic, Danielle's tongue and lips were on another plane of exciting. The redhead's tongue traced along the puffy outer lips of Dawn's sex, teasing her, building up the tension that she knew would end only with a powerful orgasm. When her lover's tongue dipped in between the wet folds to caress her inner labia Dawn moaned. Danielle's tongue found her clit and began to tease it with very soft flicks. Dawn's hips undulated and she tried to relax, tried to allow herself to orgasm quickly. Danielle had other ideas and pulled away from Dawn's soaked pussy when the first quivers of her thighs announced she was close.

"Bitch," Dawn hissed.

"Oh no," Danielle said as she stood and unbuttoned her jeans, "tonight you're the bitch,"

Dawn was about to reply, but Danielle's jeans slipped over her hips and what Dawn saw left her speechless. Instead of the dainty garterbelt and sexy panties she always wore, Danielle had a strap on buckled around her trim waist. Dawn had three and often wore one under her jeans, and compared to the large thick dildos she had the thin, pink, five inch vibe on Danielle's was almost comical.

"No fucking way!" Dawn blurted out. Danielle smiled at her as she stepped out of her jeans and stroked the vibe.

"This has gone far enough!"

"Shut the fuck up! You're my bitch and you are getting fucked tonight, period!"

If the sight of Danielle wearing a strapon was shocking, the words were even more so. In the time they had been together she had heard Danielle curse all of three times. The quiet woman was not comfortable with it and Dawn had even forced herself to tone down her own sailor's vocabulary because she knew Danielle was embarrassed by it. This was also the first time she had ever heard the redhead raise her voice. Danielle was soft spoken and hated loud noises. The tone was what really got to her though; it was strong, confident and commanding. Danielle had never used such a tone with her before and Dawn had come to believe she was incapable of doing so.

Dawn was not able to voice another protest as Danielle climbed back on the bed and scooted between her thighs. Dawn saw the determination in Danielle's face and resigned herself to this humiliation. She loved Danielle too much to stop her, if this was what she truly wanted.

Danielle carefully placed the vibe at Dawn's slick entrance and tried to get it in. For her part, Dawn had never been penetrated by a woman and it had been a long time since her first and only time with a man. She gritted her teeth in anticipation of the pain she knew was coming. Danielle went very slowly, and very carefully, coaxing her and coaching her. When the tip slipped into her tight channel Dawn grimaced and Danielle stopped instantly.

"Wrap your legs around my hips baby. Lock your ankles and relax, the pain will go away, I promise," Danielle whispered to her. Dawn did as she was bidden, managing not to jab herself with her heels. The pain lessened perceptibly and Danielle slowly worked the rest of the small vibe in. Dawn marveled at her lover's care and thoughtfulness even in this predicament.

Dawn used very aggressive dildos, the smallest being a full eight inches long and over three wide. Danielle knew from past experience that Dawn didn't even like small vibes inside of her during loveplay. The redhead had obviously chosen a dildo that would not cause her any real pain or discomfort. It was one of the many small gestures that Danielle made on a daily basis to show her affection. Dawn was suddenly aware of them, where she had not been before.

The vibe was all the way in now and it caused an uncomfortable feeling of fullness in Dawn. Danielle tried unsuccessfully to establish a rhythm and Dawn found herself acting as coach and teacher now.

"Scoot your knees up, until they're touching my ass. Spread your legs wider. There you go,"

The vibe slid in and out easily now, in long fluid strokes. Dawn had been unaware of just how aroused she was until she saw how slippery and wet the vibe was in the mirrored ceiling as it slid in and out. Danielle was a natural at most kinds of sex play and learned fast. Soon she was stroking into Dawn with hard deep strokes, moaning as she enjoyed the flood of new sensations from the strapon.

Dawn concentrated on remembering the last softball game she had played in, play by play. She did her best to ignore the powerful pleasure the vibe was producing. She closed her eyes to shut out the visual stimulation. She would endure this, but she refused to enjoy it. Danielle slowed her pace and eventually withdrew the vibe. Dawn was hoping she had given up. Her body was taut as a spring and thrumming with desire. She was not at all sure she could have held back if that had continued much longer.

"On your knees,"

Dawn silently complied. She knew she was not going to be able to fight her lover's wishes. All she could do was endure, but there would be hell to pay when this was over she promised herself.

Once on her knees She relaxed as Danielle slowly reinserted the vibe. The angle was different, and Dawn realized more pleasurable to her. After a few gentle, experimental thrusts Danielle seized her hips, held tightly and really went wild. Dawn could hear the liquid sounds as the vibe sliced in and out of her wet pussy. The sensations were powerful and demanded her attention, but she fought with every fiber of her being to ignore them. Danielle was moaning now, and Dawn knew she would come soon.

Just...a...few...more...strokes... she thought as she gritted her teeth.

Danielle released her hips and seized a hand full of Dawn's hair, dragging her up onto her knees. One hand snaked around her waist, found her erect clit and began to stroke it in time with the thrusts. The one in Dawn's hair released its hold and wrapped around her chest to grab a nipple and pinch rhythmically.

"No," Dawn gasped.

"Cum for me baby, cum for Mommy," Danielle cooed in her ear.

I won't, Dawn thought desperately. I won't cum like a bitch on her cock, damnit. Danielle's lips found her neck and began to lick. That little bit of added stimulation was too much. Despite herself Dawn felt her cunt contract violently on the probing vibe. The orgasm that this portended was shattering. The wave of pure bliss started in her cunt and spread to her body like a tidal wave. Her mind was not ready to cope with it, and she heard herself cry out in ecstasy. Strong bursts of pleasure punctuated by violent contractions racked her small frame. It seemed endless and she was sure she was going to go mad.

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They lay next to one another, Danielle holding Dawn and stroking her hair. Dawn had been silent for a long time, and it was obvious to her that Danielle was getting worried. She rolled over onto her back and looked up at her lover's face.

"Bum,"

"I win," Danielle said with a giggle as relief flooded her features.

"I know, I know, a shopping spree at the mall and dinner at Gianni's,"

"And you have to wear your tux," Danielle added.

"You didn't have to do this, I would have been glad to take you out shopping and to dinner,"

"Blame it on your own big mouth. You were the one who was teasing me when I was getting ready. Telling me you would never understand why I took so long and what I liked about dressing up for you,"

"I know," Dawn sighed, "I know,"

"I told you that you were going to come," Danielle said and snickered.

"And I am telling you if you ever try this again I am going to tie you to the bed and fuck you half to death. Now take that damned thing off and get me out of this rig before I pass out from lack of oxygen," Dawn growled.

Danielle quickly and expertly undid the lacing on the cincher and helped Dawn out of the stockings and heels. Dawn undid the buckles on the strapon and helped Danielle remove it. They took a long hot shower together and curled up in bed, with Dawn spooned against Dani's back.

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The next day they had a good time at the mall. Danielletried on so many outfits and asked her opinion so many times that Dawn half heartedly considered telling her they made her look fat from then on so she could go home.

Dinner at Gianni's was romantic and wonderful. Dawn wore her 1800's tux and Danielle looked absolutely delicious in the hunter green gown she wore. The car ride home was pleasant and by the time they turned in Dawn was happy and feeling a bit randy.

Once they were both in bed Danielle opened the nightstand drawer and handed Dawn a small box. It was white and gift wrapped, but it looked suspiciously like something from Vicky's.

"What's this?"

"Open it and see,"

Dawn tore the box open and saw that it contained a very frilly white bra and panty set. She looked up at Danielle with something approaching anger in her face. Danielle was staring at her with those sparkling green eyes and an expression of amusement.

"What the fuck?"

"Well you promised last night if I tried this again you would fuck me half to death, So...