The Assisted Wellness Initiative Ch. 03

Farther down the room, a woman cried out in an obviously muffled orgasm. That shocked Allison and Malaya out of their voyeuristic inaction. Now that they were paying attention, the room was starting to fill with the sounds of wet slapping as dildo bases smacked into wet buttocks, soft moaning, and the mumbled encouragement of the therapists. Seconds later, another woman came; quickly followed by another slightly louder.

"We should probably go, boss," Malaya whispered.

Bernadette's softly commanding voice came out from behind section #19's curtain, "We'll start you out with some self-warming lubricant, Penelope. Now push out a little bit. There we go! Well, all the way to the wrist in one push? Your sister has prepared you well!"

"We take turns... Oooo... masturbating each other every night. It... Oooo... really is relaxing! Oooo... Mama" Penelope replied.

"We probably should indeed," Allison agreed, as the wet squishing noises of Bernadette prepping Penelope's nether hole with her fist began to get more noticeable.

Very, very ominous... with just a hint of... excitement? Allison thought. So, this is the new normal? This is going to be... interesting! she added silently as she and Malaya made their way back to their offices. What a crazy world in which we live...

"I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to next week's session or dreading it!" Malaya commented as they walked.

"Me either," Allison agreed. But secretly, she already knew the answer.

As they made their way down the length of the Assisted Wellness Area, they continued to hear the telltale sounds of dildos working assholes and moaning women. By the time they reached the end of the hallway and section #1, at least half a dozen women were orgasming and trying to be quiet about it. They paused as they heard the therapist inside the first section talking to Stacey, "That was fast! You're bottom evidently needed some good treatment this morning! Since it sucked up this dildo so easily, let's just skip to the 2.7" dildo and see how hard you cum. Sound good?"

"That should be about the size of my roommate's fist; she has large hands for a woman. So, it should fit," Allison overheard Stacey respond.

"Well, you should have told me that to start off with and I would have started with this one!" the unseen therapist said with a hint of displeasure.

"Sorry..." came Stacey's meek reply.

"So, the 2.9" dildo it is then.

"That's a bit larger than I'm used to... Ahhh..." Stacey said. "It might be too... too big!"

"Hush now. Just push out for me. If it doesn't go in, I'll try the 2.8" one. Push out..." the therapist encouraged.

"Ahhh! Shit!"

"See! I knew it would fit. That actually went in pretty easy. I'll work an orgasm or two out of you and they we'll try the 3.0". Sound like fun?"

Stacey groaned a few times before replying, "Maybe... It hurts a lot but it's starting to feel good."

"You need to relax and trust me. Now, let me just slip my other hand in here, your vagina looks empty... Well, that slipped in easily enough. Now just lay back and enjoy."

Allison and Malaya paused for another minute or so outside of section #1 and listened to her their blonde coworker get masturbated. Once they heard Stacey's soft moans and the rhythmic wet slapping of a dildo repeatedly bottoming out in a woman's tight nether hole, they finally slipped back out of the Assisted Wellness Area. They looked at each other mischievously as they made their way back to their offices.

* * *

For the rest of the morning and afternoon, Allison had never been so productive. The hours flew by as her inbox emptied at a surprising pace. The first time she even thought about sex was when Keith texted her a little after 3:00 and asked her which hole she'd like him to cum in first when she got home. Shockingly, she wasn't really even in the mood yet. She simply replied, "Let me think about it," and returned to her work.

Keith responded, "uhhh you ok"

Allison replied, "Long story. I'll tell you tonight," before returning to her accounts payable spreadsheet. It was almost 4:00 by the time she started feeling any arousal building up in her drained pussy. By 4:30, she was actually starting to feel horny again. Not being constantly aroused was indeed a novel sensation. At 4:50, she finally texted back, "Mouth," and began to clean up to go home.

Keith immediately replied, "cool im hard as fuk see you in 20"

Allison replied, "My butt may be a little sore tonight, so you'll have to go easy on me."

"well thats a thing that aint happenin" was his response.

Night Loads

"So, how was your first Assisted Wellness Session?" Keith finally asked inquisitively as they laid naked in bed together later that night. He was absent mindedly stroking his mostly hard cock as he watched the local news. The three anchors were each more buxom than the last and their tight, low-cut outfits were professional, but left as little to the imagination as possible. The tops of each woman's areola and maybe just a hint of nipple was visible outside the hemlines of their clothing. Depending on the cut of their dresses, ample top or bottom cleavage was on display as well. It was 10:07 in the evening, and television got noticeably racier after prime time's more general audience. After all, sex still sold...

"Really good, actually!" Allison replied as she tapped away on her phone, playing a game. "I didn't think I'd like it, but it was actually really, really good! I didn't think about sex until you texted me."

"Fucking really? Dude, that's fucking impressive! You normally can't go, what? Five minutes without thinking about a cock up your ass?"

"More like three minutes," confirmed Allison. "It was the oddest sensation."

Onscreen, the news broadcast cut to a commercial break. The screen came back with soft music as two women worked next to each other in a gleaming, spotless kitchen set. Both were very attractive brunettes dressed in light sweaters and tight jeans. One had long hair while the other's was only down to her shoulders. It was obvious that both had ample chests, trim waists, and shapely buttocks. "Mom?" asked the slightly shorter short-haired woman to the woman with longer height and hair. Although, both women could have passed as sisters.

"Yes, honey?" she replied as she continued to work.

"Have you ever felt, not... moist... you know... back here?" the daughter asked with well-acted embarrassment, as she patted her well-formed butt.

The mother stopped what she was doing before replying, "Sometimes, baby. Are you not using enough lube in the bedroom? I heard you and your boyfriend last night and you seemed to be having fun."

The daughter shook her head and closed her eyes as her acted embarrassment turned deeper. "I was. But sometimes we're too... in the moment."

"Ah... I understand. Your father and I used to have the same problem sometimes, but then I started using Ever Wet brand anal lubricant," the mom explained as the screen changed to a stylized X-ray graphic of a woman's midsection from the side. "When used in conjunction with deep cleaning morning enemas, one 1-ounce squirt in the morning keeps my bottom wet almost all day," she explained as a small blue-capped bottle of Ever Wet came onscreen and its contents were injected into the graphic's rectum. A blue haze radiated out from the graphic's sphincter. "Ever Wet's patented formula quickly absorbs into my sphincter and rectum and slowly releases incredibly slick lubricant for the next eight hours. It's almost like having Bartholin glands in your rectum! Your father glides right in!" the mom said happily.

"Really mom? Thanks!" the daughter replied as the mother handed her a small bottle of Ever Wet with the label gratuitously facing the camera.

As they were handing the bottle off, a large muscular man walked into the room behind them. He wore a comfortable t-shirt and overly tight sweatpants. It was obvious the guy was sporting a massive, half erect cock. "That's right, baby," he added. "Your mother's back hole is now almost as wet as her front hole," he said as he reached around his wife's shoulders to pull her in close and kiss her neck.

"Wetter..." the mother added.

The daughter stepped forward around the counter they had been standing at and began reading through the normal small print legalese about the various side effects, recommending speaking to your doctor, warning about if wetness lasts for more than ten hours, etc.

In the slightly out of focus background, her parents still stood behind the counter. The husband's arm dropped from her shoulders to her breasts and began mauling the ample tits over her thin sweater. His other hand reached around, unbuttoned her pants, and sunk into her panties to start playing with the actresses' pussy. The mother reached back behind her and slipped her hand down her husband's pants and began jerking him to fullness. As the daughter continued to drone on, the father pulled his and the mother's pants down. The counter was just high enough that the mother's nude and obviously bald pubic mound was hidden from view, and nothing of the husband's nakedness was visible except his muscular thighs. The mother put her hands on the counter as the husband lined up his cock and bottomed it out in a single thrust, causing her to throw her head back and moan loudly. The daughter just kept on talking as if nothing was happening behind her.

After several more seconds, the daughter finished up her spiel and stepped back behind the counter, and next to her parents. By now, her father had both hands up underneath his wife's sweater and had a firm grip on her large tits. The wife was reaching back to spread her cheeks as her husband pounded away at her asshole. This made the mother's entire torso from her mound pubis to just underneath her tits visible to the camera. But nothing explicit was visible: no penetration and no genitalia. The only proof that there was actual intercourse going on was the outline of his massive cock pressing against her toned stomach just above her pubic bone each time he bottomed out.

Breathlessly, the mother looked at the camera to finished off the commercial, "So, look for Ever Wet brand lubricant in the Intimacy Isle of your local store. And look for our weekly adds online," she said as her husband pushed her forward across the counter, releasing her tits to grab ahold of her hips.

The father added, "And don't forget Never Wet," he said, holding up a small red-capped squirt bottle to the camera. "One squirt of Never Wet chemically negates Ever Wet almost instantly. You're left with only the body's natural lubricant afterwards, which for a woman's bottom, isn't much," he said with a smile. He half pulled out of his wife's backside, squirted his cock three times, and buried himself back into his wife in one powerful thrust.

"Oh... Oh! Oh my!" the mother half cried out and closed her eyes tightly as her previously well lubricated asshole dried up. "Oh, fu..." she added biting her lip and looking back over her shoulder. But to her credit, she did not move her hands from spreading her shapely buttocks.

The camera focused on the two small red and blue-capped bottles sitting on the counter in the foreground. The three people became slightly out of focus in the background. The father grabbed a handful of the mother's hair and pulled her head backwards as his other hand holding her hips firm against the counter. Both bottles visibly vibrated at the force of his powerful thrusts as the screen went black and the next commercial came up.

Allison's interest waned as the next commercial was significantly less interesting. Ever Wet's commercials were commonplace on late evening television. They were a bit too risqué for primetime. Although, some channels were more age restricted and the shows and commercials were significantly more explicit than the nightly newscast. She had several bottles of Ever Wet in the bathroom; and a bottle of Never Wet in her nightstand. They both got regular use.

Turning to her side to put her phone down on the nightstand to charge. As she was turned, Keith slid up to his wife and wrapped his arm around her chest, capturing a nipple between his strong fingers and beginning to roll the hardening nub firmly but gently. "And now?" he asked, kissing her neck.

"And now, I'm thinking about another cock in my ass again," she cooed, turning back to kiss him. "And can you be a little rougher with my nipples tonight? I evidently really like that!"

"Oh, you do, do you?" he replied, greatly increasing the pressure on his wife's now rock-hard nipples.

"Yeees..."

Keith paused briefly to line up his now fully erect cock with Allison's still slightly open asshole. He's already deposited two loads of cum up there and another down her throat. Of course, the two anal loads had eventually found their way into her stomach; all three of which were resting comfortable next to her dinner.

"Baby? Some lube?" Allison gasped as Keith's head slipped inside and his mostly dry shaft pressed deeper.

"You should still have some up there from an hour ago in the shower, babe," he replied, not slowing his advance. He returned his attention to her nipples as he pushed harder.

"Some, but I'm actually kind of sore back there after our last fuck... Ouch! Oooooh..." she gasped as Keith really started pinching and rolling her nipples much harder than he normally did.

"I mean, I can if you want. But you generally like a drier shafting right before bed," he said as he rolled her over onto her back and scooped up her legs; all without exiting her ass.

Allison's fingers found her sore and sensitive nubs and ground them firmly between her thumb and finger. After a few seconds, she replied, "No. I should be fine."

With that, Keith smiled, set his wife's long shapely legs on his shoulders, and leaned down to kiss her deeply; and to bottom out his newly raging erection inside Allison's pert bottom. This caused her feet to end up on either side of her shoulders, where they arguably belonged.

Allison cried out between Keith's kisses as she felt him pull out and press back in. But it was too late now. Keith was already building up to the slow, powerful thrusting that she loved. He could feel her insufficiently lubricated sphincter struggling with the renewed assault. But it was a struggle that it couldn't hope to win.

Nearly an hour later, Allison had a third load of cum injected deeply inside her sore and abused butt. Keith was already laid back on his side of the bed, fast falling asleep. His softening cock still glistening with her saliva after she'd sucked it clean. She briefly considered asking him to feed his last load to her. He usually got a kick out of that. But she was too exhausted. Allison O'Connor closed her eyes and almost immediately fell into a deep, satisfied sleep; with cum slowly dripping out of her slightly gaping asshole.