Sally's Suprise

Sally certainly felt greasy as she stood up and felt the stickiness between her cheeks. "Jo, I'd love a shower but I've nothing to change into."

"That's not a problem, we're much the same size, so you can put on: now let's see." Jo was lifting out slacks and jerseys for Sally to select from. "I don't have a bra to fit you, as you're, well, a bit smaller than me."

Sally laughed. "I don't often wear one, as you well know. I hated being small, when the other girls were bursting out all over the place, but now I count my blessings, in that department." She unbuttoned her blouse, demonstrating she had no need of any bra at all. Her breasts were at best a double A, with delicate pink nipples. Sally headed for the bathroom, giving Jo another view of her trim bottom, and then Jo heard the shower running.

Jo took a deep breath, and stripped of. She hoped this would work out. She had fancied Sally for a long time, and the events so far, were beyond her wildest dreams. Her pussy was damp she fully realised. She quietly entered the bathroom, raising her voice over the water noise to call, "Room for one more?" To her joy, the answer was affirmative!

Jo opened the shower door, and found Sally washing under her armpits. An action that all but made her breasts vanish. Jo found another cake of soap, and lathered her hands. "Right, my lady, bend over for me please; so your obedient servant here can finish her job". Giggling, Sally obediently offered her cheeks, squatting slightly to open her bottom, to the soapy hand. Jo was getting quite excited, as she firmly rubbed the lather, into the offered crease. She warned Sally, "I'm going to wash inside you now". So saying, she slid a finger up Sally's pink pucker. Sally quivered: this felt so good to her now. Jo eased her finger out, and gave Sally a little spank on her wet behind. "I've done, my lady, round you come please." Sally spun round, but Jo caught her, as she slipped. "Steady girl!" Jo soaped her hands again, and with a whispered "May I." she cupped Sally's mons in her hand. Sally smiled at her, reaching out her hand, she found Jo's cunt. Jo started at the unexpected touch, and Sally giggled.

They stroked each other for a moment then embraced. Sally kissed her, full on the lips for a minute. They separated, as drowning became a real possibility. "I did this before with a girl. A long time ago, now, but I'm no virgin at this. You were so gentle with me, and that was some come, I had." Sally was stroking Jo's back, their streaming breasts nipple to nipple. This is no place to talk, let's get dry, and go to bed. I want to play with you!"

Under the covers, Sally wound her arm around Jo's neck to ease her closer. Their lips met, and they kissed deeply. Sally pulled back, and with her free hand rubbing Jo's flat tummy, asked. " You know earlier, you were saying you had an idea about Greg and me? Have you ever done something like that"?

Jo took a deep breath. "Well, actually, a few times with Duggie."

Sally squealed, "Really, you really have? You have to tell me, please?"

Jo changed position slightly, so that one hand found Sally's breast. She stroked the small mound while she considered. "Are you listening? Well, I found a man who loved bottom play, Dougie, of course, and after a while he made some very broad hints. As I told you, there is something very powerful for me, having a man, shall I say, play that way.

Sally, a little crossly said, "Hey, come on, let's be honest about this please".

"Ok, so you want me to spell it out for you, all the details, in detail?"

Sally wriggled, as the hand on her breast stroked harder. "Yes come on, this is interesting, to put it mildly."

"Well, I'd start with a finger, then use the dilators, one of which you met just now. When he was ready, he'd kneel on the floor, and I would straddle him. Then I'd use, oh, to hell with it; it's easier to show you. Just a minute." Jo scrambled out of the bed and with her boobs swaying went to the dresser. She opened a drawer and took out a cloth bag. She got back in, beside Sally, and said, "Here".

Sally opened the little zip, and shook out the contents. There was a silence as she figured it out. "Oh, this is amazing: can I try it on"? She was holding a rubber cock in one hand, a harness in the other.

Jo smiled at her fondly. "Slow down dearest, you don't have the whole picture, yet. Shake the bag!" Puzzled now, Sally did as instructed, and another two items fell out. Now Sally was lost and looked it. "Okay, here's a hint. Two for you, one for him".

Sally held the fake cock, and contemplated it thoughtfully. "It's not very big is it: really, it's rather slim.

Jo burst out laughing, "It's big enough dear, believe me. Anyway, it's the ripples, which do the business.

Sally put the cock to one side, and picked up a short rather thick dildo. "This must be for my, I mean your pussy, yes?"

"Yes, and this is for my bottom." Jo said, showing Sally the little butt plug, that completed the set."

Sally fumbled with the harness, trying to work out the way to fit the parts together. "This must be simple but..." she trailed off.

"It is really, look, like this." Jo pushed the cock through a ring, then fitted the pussy end to it. The butt plug, she neatly fitted to the harness. "See. Want to try it on?"

Jo removed the plug. "You're not ready for that, quite yet."

Sally felt herself getting wetter. Nude in bed with Jo had made her wet enough, and handling this amazing toy, well, she felt high. "Oh, yes please." She scrambled round; Jo held the waistband out, for her to step into. Jo helped her pull it up her thighs.

"Now, you're on your own for this bit. Just ease it in slowly as it's quite thick. That's good, a little more, yes, and again."

Sally let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "Oh, the width! Oh, me."

Jo took hold of the cock and gently pulled and pushed it. Sally's eyes bulged at the sensation in her pussy. "Oh! Wow! Where's the mirror, I must see this." As Jo pointed, she scampered with her cock and little breasts bouncing, to pose in front of the mirror. Jo came behind her, reaching round, to grip the dildo firmly. Sally squirmed, as Jo made the cock inside her, move in sympathy with her wanking movements. With her other hand, Jo took hold of Sally's right tit, and stroked her rigid nipple. Sally rubbed her bottom into Jo's crutch. "This is hot, she whispered, this is so fucking hot!"

Jo murmured in her ear, "Do you want to use it, get some practice with it. It feels good, doesn't it? Turned you right on, hasn't it? Well I've got a home waiting for it. Come and fuck me Sally, will you please? Give my bottom a nice fuck please?

Sally dragged her eyes from the mirror, to Jo. She looked into Jo's eyes, and a slow smile spread, "You are serious here. Yes?" Jo nodded affirmation. Sally turned to give Jo a cuddle but the cock got in the way. Jo giggled and Sally laughed with her.

As they sobered, Jo took the middle of the three dilators, and handed it to Sally. "Please". She said simply.

Sally took it, and finding the pack of gloves, wriggled one on to her right hand. "Now Madam, she said, let me see this bottom of yours. Bend over for me, so I can get at you." Jo silently bent forwards and opened the cheeks of her bottom with her hands. Her breasts hung from her chest; the nipples erect, shining pink with tightness. Sally realised this was a special moment, there was an undercurrent here. Ah, the book, the naughty book. There was a game to be played, of course, now she knew. Her pussy throbbed with the cock, she gave it another squeeze with her muscles, and she felt flushed. God, she felt aroused. She took a dollop of the heavy lubricant, on the tip on her gloved finger, and placed it on the centre of Jo's brown anus. Jo flinched, as the cold substance made contact. Sally gently rubbed around the offered hole, using gentle pressure to ease her finger in. For the first time ever, she felt Jo's tightness. "It's so hot, it feels really hot, oh! My finger's right in. Am I doing this right Jo? I'm not hurting you am I? Shall I move about at all or just stay still. No, I'll move it in and out, as I liked that."

Jo said, "Move it please, what you're doing is lovely. Do you like the feel, the power? Look at me, bent over for you, It's special isn't it. Now the plug please."

Sally gave her a little slap. When I think you're ready madam. I'm enjoying this too much to rush. Her finger wiggled deep in Jo's arse, to underline the point. There was a slight flush on Jo's bottom, where the slap had landed. Sally watched as it appeared. Interesting, she thought. Sally worked her finger in as deep as it could go. She felt the heat, the pressure from Jo's arse. Her own nipples felt tight, swollen with excitement. Sally tried for another finger, but Jo protested.

"No, that's too much. Use the plug please, that's what it's for."

"Right you are then, one plug coming in. Sally took her finger out as she spoke and started to push the plug in. Jo wriggled, and her anus opened, as she bore down to take the bulge in.

"Oh! She gasped. Oh, yes, that's lovely." Her left hand sought for Sally's hand, to draw it round to the junction of her thighs. Sally tensed. Jo turned to look at her, wondering if she had blown it. Jo tugged firmly at the indecisive hand. "Please?" she whispered.

Sally relaxed, her fingers slid over the silky skin, through the short soft hair, to the crease of her centre. Sally found Jo's dampness, and leaning closer, caught the aroma of her passion.

Suddenly realizing the enormity of it all, Sally whispered, "Jo, let's stop a minute, I'm scared."

Jo froze, her passion turning from fire to ice. Turning, to face Sally, she whispered, "Oh, darling I'm so sorry. I've no intention of scaring you and if I have. I'm sorry." Opening her arms, she went to embrace her.

Sally forgot about the dildo. She winced, as did Jo, as both they and it collided.

Jo, reaching behind Sally, slid the straps down over her silky bottom. Sally wriggling as Jo pulled the cock, gently from her vagina.

Jo, gathering Sally in her arms, cuddled her, running her hands soothingly, up and down, the smooth warm skin of her back. Crying, Sally held her tightly. They rocked together: standing, breast to breast, each lost in thought. Jo murmured in her ear, "It's all right, it's all right, you're still my friend, no matter what, you're still my friend."

Sally through sniffles mumbled, "I need you as a friend, but as a lover, I don't know. I feel as if I'm betraying Greg, and I just can't do that. Oh Jo, I can't hurt Greg."

Jo, thinking rapidly, stroking Sally as if calming a frightened kitten, murmured in her ear, "Who said anything about lovers, dearest, we're good friends. Now, let's not get cold, let's have another nice hot shower, to clean ourselves up."

Snuffling, Sally pulled back slightly. Jo couldn't help but notice Sally's nipples were still erect like hers. Pink and swollen they perked at her. Sally realized where Jo's eyes were looking, and blushed. "They don't lie. Do they? I can't deny, I'm excited by you, and all this. Oh, I don't know what to think."

Jo, stroking her said, "Come on, let's have that shower, then we'll see, okay?"

Sally followed her to the shower, thinking what a lovely figure she has, the peach like bottom swaying, walking through a sunbeam, that highlighted, the fine hairs at the base of her long spine.

In the bathroom, Jo switched on the shower, and turning to Sally, held out a hand.

"Share with me please?" Sally nodded and entered the cubicle. She heard a tap running, and Jo joined her, carrying a swollen rubber bag with a tube.

"What's this for?" asked Sally.

Jo smiled mysteriously. "I'll show you a lovely way of getting clean." She hung the bag, from a hook on the wall, water showering from the long thick, tapered nozzle, held in her right hand. "Open wide, let Jo inside!" She quipped.

Sally recoiled, frowning. "You are NOT, giving me an enema!"

Jo laughed, then spluttered, as the shower water caught her open mouth. "It's for your pussy dear, not your bottom, although, it can be used for that as well. Now, there's an idea. She trailed off. She caught her thoughts, "No, let me show you, I think you'll like this: I love it!" As she spoke, the nozzle moved up Sally's thigh, to pause at her pussy.

Sally could feel the heat, of the spraying water, despite the warmth of the shower. "Oh. Yes. That's nice, go on, put it in. OH! Oh, that's lovely." Sally squirmed, as the warmth rose higher in her pussy. "Jo, that feels really weird, actually, it's rather sexy. Then as Jo's hand caressed her vulva. "Very sexy, oh yes." Jo moved the nozzle slowly up and down for a few minutes.

Catching herself, Sally asked. "Take it out please, I must be clean enough. Now for your turn". As Jo slid the douche out, Sally took hold of the nozzle, turning a willing Jo about. "Crouch for me, good, now here we go!" Sally guided the nozzle, into Jo's eager body. Feeling the last of the water, draining from her pussy: Sally thought, what a curious sensation. Jiggling the nozzle in Jo, with one hand, she used a soapy finger, on the other, to enter Jo's greasy bottom. "Now miss, how do you like that?"

Wondering how to answer, Jo had an inspiration. She put on a little girl voice. "What ARE, you doing, nurse?"

Catching on fast, Sally said. "I'm just giving you a little clean out, that's all. Nothing to worry about. You want your bottom to be clean don't you?" All the time, working her finger in Jo. She removed her finger and nozzle, then without warning, pushed the nozzle, into Jo's unsuspecting bottom. "Oh yes, I'll give you a clean out, you little madam."

In a quandary, Jo didn't know what to do. The water rushing into her felt great, but. "Sally what the hell are you doing? That's not my pussy, and fine you know it." Sally worked the nozzle deeper, pushing it in as far as she could, then using a fucking action, worked it in and out, but never all the way out. She glanced at the bag, still a good third left.

"I'm giving you a good clean out, just as you had planned for me. Well, madam, not as you intended is it?"

Laughing Jo, said, "Not at all, I had no ideas in this direction. I love it though. Rub me as well though, give my pussy a little rub please?"

Sally, leaning slightly against Jo, reached around her, to find her pussy. Her nipples were hot and erect, against Jo's wet skin. Still using the nozzle as a dildo, she moved it in and out, in and out, while rubbing Jo, on either side of her clit. Sally felt her pressing back against her breasts, harder, and harder, as she worked to bring her off. Lifting her hands to her breasts, Jo cupped them in her palms, her fingers stroking her nipples. Her hips giving little thrusts, in time to Sally's probing of her bottom. She stilled, shaking with the tension, the intensity, hovering on the plateau. Sally rubbed harder, faster. Shuddering, gasping, with a little scream, Jo came. Sally, realizing the bag was now empty, didn't know what to do next. Jo did!

"Take it out please, I have to go, I have to go. Now!" Sally removed the nozzle from Jo's bottom, and dripping wet, she shot out of the shower, to sit on the toilet.

There was a gushing noise, then, a groan of relief. Sally turned off the water, and finding the towels, draped one over Jo's shoulders, as the water drained out of her.

"Thanks Sally, I'll be sort of stuck here for a while. Give me another one please, so I can make a start on drying my hair. Sally handed her another towel, and after giving herself a quick rub down, took one of the robes from the selection hanging on the door, and put it on.

"Let me do that." Taking the towel from her, she gently massaged Jo's head drying off her short dark hair. Jo carried on making watery noises.

Standing up, Jo said, "That's that." Wiping herself clean, she grinned at Sally saying, "I love the feeling of it on the way in, but if you'll pardon the expression, it's a bummer on the way out. Anyway, what possessed you, to put that up my arse?"

Sally reddened, "I don't really know, it just seemed the right thing to do at the time." She shrugged, making her small boobs move appealingly under the robe.

"Well, truth to tell," said Jo giggling. "That is really an enema kit, so you had it in the right place. It makes a lovely douche though, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it certainly does." Sally said with feeling. "I've never had one before. I've read about them of course, but that's a first".

Sitting down on the toilet again, Jo muttered, "Damn, I thought I was finished, but apparently not", as another blast of water issued. "I might be a while here, how about you go, and make some drinks. I really fancy a gin and tonic, and you make a bloody good one."

Trotting down the stairs, to do the business with the drinks, Sally felt rather pleased with herself. This was a strange afternoon; she was having, very strange indeed. However, she admitted to herself, very interesting to put it mildly. She laughed to herself as she found the gin. She wished she hadn't frozen now, but there was always another day.

Picking up one of the long glasses, Jo took a swallow. "That's good, she declared, there's nothing like a good gin and tonic in the afternoon." She thought of adding, of unbridled lust, but reconsidered. "Are you feeling more comfortable now?" She arched an eyebrow in Sally's direction.

Sally flushed. "I don't know. I'm still very confused about this, I mean I went to an all girls school, but I've never encountered anything like this before. Just young girls exploring".

Jo set down her glass, and moved over to Sally. Using one finger to lift Sally's chin, she looked deeply into her eyes. Sally, I've never done this before either, so it's new to me too, honestly. I've had as big a shock as you have. It's true, you know, there's all sorts inside us. Sometimes, it just needs the right circumstances for it to emerge."

Sally laughed weakly. "So it would appear."

Patting the sofa Jo said. "Come and sit here, and I'll tell you a few things that Dougie and me, discovered about ourselves." Sally sat down curling her legs under her. Jo turned sideways to look at her. "Before I start, How's your bottom? Sore at all?"

Sally shook her head. "No, it's fine, a little tingly, but okay."

"Good, that's good, but I'll give you some more help there, if you're willing?"

Sally flushed, feeling embarrassed. "Well, if you want to, I think that's a good idea." She said hesitantly.

"Now." Jo took a deep breath. "Dougie and I found, we were both turned on, by, well, bottom things. I taught him about his prostate gland and he loved it. He started to play with my anus and I liked it a lot. He liked it too. He said the tightness and the heat there, turned him on. He also talked about how intimate it was, to feel in me there. We found that we both liked spanking, taking and giving. Nothing serious, sex spanking, I suppose you'd call it. We had a lot of fun finding that out! We loved anal sex, both of us, and we discovered, we both liked enemas. In fact, Dougie loved to have them. I rather like them too, as you found accidentally today." She looked at Sally whose eyes were bright with interest. "Am I shocking you?"

"No, not at all, I'm fascinated, especially by the spanking. Doesn't it hurt"?

"Well, that depends what you mean by hurt. Sometimes I'd feel a little tender the next day, but not sore if you can follow that. You see the more you get turned on, the more you can take. We both found it one hell of a turn on. Taking is sexy, because you feel all vulnerable, and giving, well, that makes you feel, powerful."

"Did you get spanked on the bare, or." Sally paused.

"Not to start with, I'd wear, well I'd wear, what we called my spanky pants, a very thin pair, as he liked to see my skin through them. Then, after I was pink, he'd take them down, and yes, then it was, as you say, on the bare."