A New Way of Seeing Things Ch. 23

The two rode in silence for another quarter mile. "Ever hear of anyone getting an orgasm when they were out riding?"

Gwen laughed in shock. "Good heavens Natalie, what's with you today? I mean, what kind of question is that?"

"Just a question. I mean, you've got this big ole' hunk of leather between your legs, you got this saddlehorn conveniently placed to apply some extra pressure...you mean to tell me no girl has ever made use of that?"

"Not that I know of. I'd tell you that if you'd like to be the first to try, go ahead, but I'm afraid you'd fall off and hurt yourself."

Fair enough. Sorry, but Adam's been way too busy lately, and my toys are starting to get stale. I guess I'm looking for something a little change-of-pace, if you know what I mean."

"Maybe you could go see Liz?" Gwen marveled at how casually she could suggest her sister-in-law go have lesbian sex.

"If I could get away that long..."

The pair talked of more mundane matters as they climbed to the picnic table, Gwen wondering if she had chosen this path for something other than the view. They sat mostly in silence, their exposed skin soaking in the rays, until the heat became too much. Gwen laughed at the idea anything could have happened as they began the trip down. The barn was reached, horses put out in the paddock, a bottle of wine was produced, and the two now naked women lounged in the pool as a storm began to roll in.

"We might want to get out before the storm hits," Gwen suggested as the sun disappeared behind a particularly dark cloud.

"Might not be a bad idea. I've got some spare time—need a trim?"

"Oh—uh, you mean right now?" She could hear the Lady squawking warnings.

"Why not? We're dressed for it."

"Umm, okay, sure, I guess, why not?"

Natalie gathered up the wine bottle and glasses while Gwen went ahead to gather up the needed materials.

"Me first," the busty blonde declared as she flopped back on the bed and spread herself wide. "You need the practice anyways, right?"

"I can do that," Gwen declared with more conviction that she felt, and began to work. Her hands were steadier than the week before, her strokes every bit as careful and measured.

"I think you're getting' it," Natalie declared from propped-up elbows, taking sips of wine when Gwen withdrew to rinse the blade.

The last drag of the razor was made and Gwen removed the excess shaving gel with a towel before taking the required swipe of her finger through the very slick slit in front of her, something she was only too happy to do, she was ashamed to admit. The smell of female sexuality was clear, and Gwen wondered whose it was.

"Oil?"

Gwen looked up to see Natalie smiling down at her. "Oh, yes, of course." She spent more time than necessary rubbing it in to the newly-shaven skin, marveling at the way the tissue underneath moved beneath her touch, only stopping when her fingers stopped gliding freely.

"Thanks! Your turn."

Gwen replaced her sister-in-law on the bed and Natalie returned the favor, expertly removing what little growth had occurred in the last week before her finger made three slow passes between her wet folds. The baby oil was applied and thoroughly worked in, Gwen making every effort not to flex her hips up into her sister-in-law's palm when it covered her mound. Lady and Slut debated vigorously whether it would be proper to announce her need to masturbate.

"All set," Natalie announced softly. She didn't rise from her spot between Gwen's outstretched thighs. "Listen, I, uhh, I'd like to take care of something before I go to work. Would you mind if I borrowed one of your vibrators? I can go in the bathroom," she added hurriedly.

"Of course you can borrow one!" Gwen cried as she rolled off the bed and towards the closet. "But you don't have to leave! Just use it here."

"Oh—okay, I just kinda thought you might be freaked out by another woman doing that on your bed."

Gwen hesitated at the closet doorway. She imagined the Lady bound and gagged on one shoulder, the Slut smiling broadly on the other. "It won't bother me at all. I do more than just sleep on that bed, too," she offered as saucily as she could manage. As a matter of fact," she added slowly as she reached into the boot containing the immense rubber penis, "would it be alright with you if I did it too? If you think the bed's big enough?"

Natalie smiled. "It's plenty big enough. Are you sure?"

Gwen couldn't bear to make eye contact as she dumped her toys on the bed. "I'm sure. I'd like to see how you, umm, do it, without a blanket in the way. So I know I'm doing it right."

The two women stood there, Natalie smiling, Gwen nervously looking around the room. "So, uhh, how do we start?"

"Well, if you're just interested in watching—" Natalie paused to check her sister-in-law's reaction for the possibility there might be something more—"then let's make sure you get a good view. Toss me three of those pillows." Gwen did as asked, and Natalie placed them one on top of the other at one end of the bed. "Okay, choose your weapon." Gwen looked up in confusion. "Which vibrator would you like to use?"

"Oh-oh, that. You're my guest, please, you pick." Natalie chuckled at the woman's outstanding sense of manners even in this situation.

"Alright, I'll take the Rabbit and Mr. Wonderful here, or did you ever name him?" Gwen blushed furiously and shook her head. "Go plug yours in." Natalie hopped on the bed and lay back on the pillows, feet facing the headboard. "Okay, you lay at the other end with your feet facing me." It took Gwen's shaking hand some time to properly fit the plug into the socket before she lay down parallel to her sister-in-law, her feet even with the side of the woman's flattened breasts. "Now, move over so you can put your feet on mine." Natalie bent her legs at the knee to make room. "Scooch up and lean against the headboard. Gwen gingerly moved into place, her slouching position allowing her to look between her spread legs and down to Natalie's open sex, the dildo lying on the duvet between her thighs, pointing to her opening like some sort of obscene trail marker. "Alright, do whatever you feel like doing. Watch, join in, it's all good." With that, her eyes closed and a finger began to circle the areolae of her left nipple while the other hand stroked and smoothed her stomach. It didn't stay there long, gradually turning circles until made contact with the tiny patch of fluff. A light scratching of her nails through the sparse thatch turned into longer strokes, her lips giving way to the finger being pushed in to begin stroking the bud at the top of her slit.

Gwen watched in fascination, her discomfort at being exposed and spread in front of her sister-in-law forgotten as the woman continued to stroke herself, a finger occasionally dipping low and pulling moisture back up with it.

Natalie raised her head and briefly opened her eyes to find her vibrator, then flopped back on the pillow as an experienced thumb found the switch and started it humming. Gwen's finger began to lightly trace along her own lips, while she stared at the scene in front of her. She lost track of time as her sister-in-law pushed and ground the rabbit into her clit while her other hand kneaded the abundant flesh of her breasts more firmly.

Natalie's head abruptly left the pillow while her eyes opened into slits. Gwen stopped the movement of her finger, suddenly conscious that she might have been caught touching herself. Her sister-in-law's hand let go of the breast it had been squeezing, red marks evident where the fingers had been, and reached between her legs for the black cudgel lying there. "I've gotta be really wet to take this thing. I hate to use lube," she mumbled as the dark invader was firmly grasped just above the testicles and moved forward to where it just touched her lips. "It's so messy. That's one of the reasons Adam only gets my ass on special occasions. How about you and Tim? You guys use lube?"

Gwen's eyes alternated a couple of times between the giant penis between Natalie's legs and her face before settling on spot near her belly button. "Uh, no, we don't really need it..."

"You take him in the ass without it?"

"Oh no! I don't...we don't...we've never done that..."

"Sorry, sorry, I should have known that. Can't say you're missing much. Doesn't do much for me, but for some reason guys go nuts over it." Her head flopped back, and the tip of the penis rubbed up and down her slit while the vibrator continued to hum.

The head of the snake began to inch forward, pushing Natalie's lips apart, disappearing to just below the crown before stopping. It withdrew and began again, this time sliding up until the ridge disappeared as well. Again it withdrew, and again it was inserted, this time traveling even deeper. Yet again the dark length slid out, her sister-in-law's lips closing like a curtain as it exited, only to part again as it pushed forward until the scrotum bumped against the curve of her butt. "Oh, shit, that feels good," Natalie moaned. "I love it when my pussy feels full." From her limited experience with that monster, Gwen could certainly relate.

The faux cock continued to make slow, short thrusts for quite some time, Natalie's hips moving forward to meet it. Gwen's finger found its way back to her sex while the other hand toyed with a breast as Natalie climbed to orgasm, her head back on the pillows and eyes closed, lost in her own world. "Oh God, I'm cumming," she finally announced through gritted teeth as she pulled her feet from beneath her sister-in-law's to clamp thighs tightly together. "Cumming—" Natalie let out a soft wail and grunted her way through the waves of pleasure that jolted her. Gwen sat back in shock, unsure what to do. Miss Ritter had climaxed in front of her, certainly; But her pleasure was controlled, even as Gwen's face was planted firmly against her sex. Natalie had no qualms about letting it all out.

She finally stretched her legs out with a sigh, allowing them to lay across Gwen's open thighs, pushing them down and opening her further. "Well, that hit the spot," she said through slitted eyes. "I do love an audience." With cat-like slowness she withdrew her legs and rose to a sitting position. "Your turn. I wanna see you cum."

The still-bound Lady recoiled at the thought of being the center of attention for this lewd display; the Slut exulted in it. Gwen couldn't look her sister-in-law in the eyes as she reached for the vibrator lying next to her and switched it on. Her eyes closed altogether as the bulbous head made contact with her clitoris. I'm going to perform just like I did with Miss Ritter, she decided before correcting herself. No, with her I had to for my job. With Natalie, I just really want to.

The powerful vibrator buzzed angrily as she applied it with force to her mons and clitoris. Gwen didn't dare risk a peek to check her sister-in-law's reaction, but the fact she was there watching was enough to push her up the slope to her climax quickly. Her hips had just started the rhythmic twitch of her impending orgasm when she felt a gentle hand on one thigh and something solid against her opening. Instinctively she tilted her hips upward to allow the visitor access, and it slid in without resistance. She grit her teeth and rode the breaking waves while the penis made short trips in and out of her and the hand on her thigh stroked.

And then it was over, her senses returning to her, the bulk lodged in her sex still, the hand just resting on her skin. Gwen shut the vibrator off and dropped it to her side, too weak to move. There was a call to return to modesty and close her legs, but Natalie still sat between them.

"Wow, you could have gotten away with that in a library!"

Gwen opened her eyes to see her kneeling sister-in-law smiling broadly. "What do you mean?"

"You were so quiet! It looked like you were trying to hold in a sneeze!"

"Is that bad?"

"No, no, of course not, I've just never seen anyone have that much control with so much good stuff going on in their body. Have you always been like that?"

"I guess..."

"I'd probably explode if I tried to bottle it up like that. I get so loud sometimes that I worry the kids will hear me." Natalie leaned forward until she was hovering over Gwen in a position that reminded the prone woman of the one her husband assumed when he was preparing to mount her. She planted a light kiss on her startled sister-in-law's lips. "Thanks. That was just what I needed. Gotta get to work." And then she was gone, heading up the hallway and towards her car for a change of clothes.

The two women talked as Natalie dressed, Gwen aghast at how indifferent they both seemed to be to what had just happened. "Hey, why do you keep your toys in the closet like that? It seems like a pain to get them out when you want them," Natalie asked as she pulled on her jogbra. "Just leave 'em in your nightstand."

"Well, I wouldn't want anyone to find them."

"If someone's looking in your nightstand, then they're snooping, and that's their bad, not yours."

Natalie left a short time later, no further mention of the bedroom episode made. Gwen thought all afternoon about what had just happened, weighing the enormity of the situation, debating whether she had actually cheated on Tim, but managed to maintain her calm demeanor as the trucks returned. The last employee had left for the weekend and the couple had made their way back to the kitchen before she turned to her husband.

"Tim, I need to tell you something."