Naughty Girls ClubbyMany Feathers©
Dianne hadn't seen her sister-in-law Ellen in well over a week, though she had spoken with her the night before on the phone, learning that her brother Bill was out of town on business and wouldn't be returning until Sunday evening.
"Any plans for Saturday?" Dianne had asked.
"No, not really, just the usual, dusting, mopping, changing the sheets on the bed," she'd added with a smile in her tone of voice.
Dianne envied her sister-in-law in that way, knowing her brother as well as she did, remembering when growing up together how sexual he had been back then, and especially when he'd met and had begun dating Ellen. Thinking back, she laughed...the number of times she'd covered for the two of them, keeping an eye out for their parents if they were out for any length of time at all, just so her brother Bill and Ellen could spend the time fucking one another's brains out while she stood guard. She'd even seen them doing it, neither one of them squeamish at all at her being there, which had on many occasions made her horny, so much so that she'd ended up masturbating in her room later just for some relief.
"He always did like fresh sheets," Dianne chuckled still remembering. "They always aroused him for some reason."
Now it was Ellen's turn to laugh, "Yeah, I know," she giggled excitedly.
Ellen really did feel more like a sister to her rather than just her brother's wife. They had always gotten along very well, sharing secrets not only about Bill, but about some of the other men in both of their lives. When it came time to marry, Dianne had been Ellen's maid of honor, and visa versa when a year later Dianne married Steven.
"So how about you?" Ellen asked. "Anything fun and exciting happening for you over the weekend?"
"Nah, you know Steven," Dianne said once again trying to hide her disappointment, once again envious of her sister-in-law. "All he ever thinks about is watching the games, or going to them over the weekend, so I'll probably just curl up in bed with a good book later on and enjoy that."
"Maybe you should make it a naughty one at least," Ellen suggested. "After all, we are meeting on Wednesday for the naughty book review," she reminded her.
"Well I'll certainly be doing that, but it sort of sucks getting all aroused after having read something, and then half begging Steven to even do something about it after I am."
"Who said anything about Steven?" Ellen quipped suggestively.
Dianne felt herself blushing over the phone, she'd been doing a lot of that lately already. "Yeah well," she grinned back speaking. "Even that gets old after a while," she finally admitted.
They had shared a few more pleasantries, and then had hung up looking forward to their weekly little get together with the rest of the girls, which included Ellen's younger sister Michelle and her partner/lover Sharon. There was also another woman who'd recently joined their group, Laurel, who currently worked for one of those erotic stories websites, and who had often read excerpts from some of the stories posted there. One of the highlights of their evening as everyone had found many of the stories she'd brought with her highly arousing as well as entertaining.
It just so happened that Dianne's errands on Saturday brought her within just a few blocks of where Ellen and Bill lived. Since Ellen had already told her she didn't have any real plans other than cleaning the house, she decided to swing by and visit with her, especially as Steven wouldn't even miss Dianne until it was dinnertime.
Pulling up in front of the house, she saw Ellen's car parked in the driveway, and knew she was home. Walking up to the front porch, she knocked. Inside, she could hear movement, expecting Ellen to open the door for her momentarily, but after several seconds without her having done so, she knocked again, this time getting a response, but even that an unexpected one.
"Be right there!" Came Ellen's voice from inside. Dianne waited, finally hearing the lock being turned, the door opening though she'd been standing there for several minutes patiently waiting.
"Dianne!" Ellen said breathlessly and with a surprised tone and look in her eyes upon seeing her sister-in-law. "Sorry, I wasn't expecting anyone," she offered sheepishly beckoning for Dianne to come in. They kissed one another in greeting, but Dianne could see that Ellen's face was flushed and that she was still trying to catch her breath as though she'd been running or something. But even more oddly, she was also wearing her bathrobe, and it was well after noon, which was once again strange for Ellen to be doing as she never seemed the sort to be lazy, especially when she said she had cleaning to do.
"Come at a bad time?" Dianne asked curiously looking about. The house was spotless, just as it always was.
"Oh no, not at all, I was just ah...well cleaning, like I told you," she offered, but her explanation seemed forced when she spoke, especially with any real lack of evidence about that that's what she'd been in the middle of actually doing when Dianne arrived.
The only room that appeared a little disheveled, if you even wanted to call it that was the den as they entered, though even that was to be expected since it was the one room in the house Ellen and Bill spent a majority of their time in whenever they were home. The problem was, Dianne had been here on several occasions, and it had never looked quite this much in disarray before, several pillows that were normally on the couch now lying on the floor, the TV remote on the floor as well, another minor oddity as that was one of Bill's minor quirks, he always had to have it sitting nearby his chair on the table.
"Sit down, sit down!" Ellen beamed smiling, seeing Dianne's curious expression as she scanned her eyes about the room. "Like I said, just doing some cleaning, going through the couch cushions for loose change," she said apologetically, tossing a couple of the pillows from the floor back onto the couch for Dianne to use. "Would you like some coffee? I think I still have enough for a couple of cups if you'd like, or...I can even make fresh!"
Ellen was talking a thousand miles an hour, obviously there was more going on than what met the eye here, though Dianne couldn't for the life of her think of what it was. If she didn't know her sister-in-law better, she'd almost be suspicious she'd been entertaining someone, but as she'd heard no other sounds, voices, not to mention the fact she felt like she knew her sister-in-law better than that, especially as she and Bill certainly didn't seem to be having any marital problems, she chocked it up to her own overactive imagination.
"Sure, that would be great," Dianne told her, and then watched as Ellen scurried off into the kitchen to pour their coffee.
Once again spotting the remote, Dianne retrieved it, intending to place it back on the table next to the chair where she'd seen it sitting over a hundred times or more whenever she'd come over. Glancing over towards the TV, she noticed however that the CD player was still showing "play", so obviously a movie of some sort was still on even though the TV screen itself was off. As she rose to replace the remote back where it belonged, she reached for and picked up yet another throw pillow, intending to toss it back behind her on the couch, as she did so, she felt something odd stuffed inside the cover protecting the pillow itself, and curiously slipped her hand in retrieving the object, when she did, her eyes opened wide turning into saucers just as Ellen came back into the room carrying their coffee's.
"Oh...my!" Ellen said in confusion, her face suddenly turning scarlet. Dianne smiled however, holding up the toy she had found.
"Now I understand everything," she said grinning, handing over the toy as she accepted her cup of coffee in return for it. "For a minute there, I thought you were fooling around with someone, not something!" she grinned enjoying the uncomfortable, embarrassed look on her friends face.
"Me? Never!" Ellen replied emphatically. "You should know me better than that," Ellen said somewhat indignantly. "Using one of these when Bill's not around is one thing..." She stood there waving the toy in her hand, it flip-flopped back and forth as she did so in a bizarre, almost macabre sort of way, stopping her cold as she stood there looking at it, as was Dianne. Both women burst out laughing as it sat in her hand, once again righting itself.
In an effort to keep the conversation even more friendly now that the awkwardness had finally passed, Dianne shared with her, "You know kiddo, I've never even used one of these things myself, how are they anyway?"
"Seriously? You haven't? Even with...with..."
"Steven?" Dianne said finishing the question for her. "No, even though Steven and I hardly even have sex any more, I never have, not that I haven't considered it, or even been curious about them before, just never saw myself using one, always relied on the old standard," she said wiggling her fingers once again making Ellen laugh, which is when Dianne saw the robe Ellen was wearing part, revealing the fact that she was indeed naked beneath it. Dianne had seen Ellen in various stages of being undressed before, she'd certainly seen Ellen's breasts when they'd gone out to try on new bra's together before too, but she couldn't honestly recall a time when she'd seen her entirely naked before, let alone the fact that Ellen had shaved her pussy, since she did recall clearly one other time when they'd dressed for Ellen's wedding, and she'd seen her briefly then, but also remembered her having a neatly trimmed, dark haired little bush.
"So when did you start doing that?" Dianne asked curiously, looking down and thus alerting Ellen to the fact that she was asking her about her shaved pussy. Realizing her robe had indeed parted, she modestly folded it over, retying the sash before sitting down in the chair across from her, setting the still wobbling life-like flesh-toned penis dildo down on the table next to her.
"Several months ago I guess," she said blushing. "Bill told me he actually preferred going down on a bare pussy, and since he's so good at doing that, how could I not? I've been shaving it ever since!"
Now Dianne was blushing, the words out of her mouth before she even realized they were. "Fuck! I wish Steven was willing to do that!"
"You're kidding me!" Ellen shot back in surprise, you mean in the two years you guys have been married, he's not once gone down on you?"
Dianne couldn't believe she was admitting it, but she was, and felt comfortable enough around Ellen telling her so. "No, not once. And even though he seems to enjoy it when I do that for him, he told me shortly after we were married that a 'real man' didn't need to do things like that to satisfy a woman, nor did SHE need to use any fucking toys either!" she added trying to sound a little like the way her husband would say it for Ellen's benefit. Not only that as she further explained things to Ellen, Steven insisted that she keep hair on her pussy, though she did keep it trimmed. Though he hardly even looked at it, all he ever wanted to do was fuck it, and it had been hard enough getting him to even do that much.
"Fuck!" Ellen responded back genuinely surprised. "Oh kiddo, I'm so sorry, I had NO idea!"
"Obviously, I didn't either," Dianne hated to admit, but there it was. But as she sat there looking at Ellen, the almost obscene statuette now sitting beside her on the table, Dianne asked. "Tell me something honey, obviously you and Bill do indeed enjoy and have an active sex life, so...why the toys?"
"Oh sweetie, it's because of that, that we've included those, amongst other things!" she added without elaborating. Bill has always been excitingly experimental, you know how he is! He's even the one that suggested I get this thing," she said picking it up once again by way of emphasis, "amongst a few others we have too," she said sounding excited to finally be sharing all this with her sister-in-law. "And I don't mind telling you, even Bill has a few he uses, or which I get a kick out of using on him!"
"T.M.I.," Dianne laughed, though she was suddenly even more curious than she had been a moment ago to hear more, a lot more.
"But my point is, it seems the more I use them, even when I'm all by myself, the more aroused I always seem to be, which Bill certainly benefits from, and he knows it. That's why he encourages me to enjoy myself, think about things..." she wavered, realizing that she might have shared a little too much.
"What things?" Dianne pressed, her eyes now glued to the once again wobbling prick that Ellen held in her hand, talking as she did so, continuing to wave it about like a magic wand or something.
Ellen hesitated. "Maybe it would be easier to show you," she said boldly, suddenly picking up the remote.
With the press of a button, the TV turned on once again, along with the movie that had been playing, though the sound was still muted. "This is what I was watching just before you came," she told Dianne. "And...to explain things a bit further, one of the reasons it took me a moment to answer the door, wasn't because I was trying to put any of this away, or straighten up, it was because I was right in the middle of having a really intense orgasm when you knocked!"
"Oh my God!" Dianne finally breathed, though she couldn't tear her eyes away from the picture on screen. A very attractive brunette was lying on an oversized bed, she was alone, but had one end of a double dildo deeply inserted inside her pussy, some sort of hand held vibrator held against her clit as she moaned pleasurably even though Dianne couldn't hear it. "You're watching a woman masturbate?" Dianne questioned finally turning towards her near sister.
"Yeah, like I said, Bill's sort of been encouraging me to explore myself, see what sorts of things other woman use or do when they're using some of these," she explained.
"Where the hell did you get this anyway?" Dianne asked once again turning back towards the TV, finding what the woman was doing to herself to be curiously arousing, though she was still too afraid to admit it, even to Ellen.
"You'd never believe me if I told you," Ellen sat grinning.
"Michelle gave them to us," she said now including Bill in on it.
Michelle was Ellen's younger sister, and an admitted lesbian who'd been living with another woman now for the past couple of years.
"Wow!" Was all Dianne could think of to say for the moment. "I guess I just never imagined you watching something like this, Bill maybe," she added grinning. "But the fact that Michelle obviously does too surprises me a little, though I also guess it makes sense that she'd have movies of women playing with themselves, or even other woman too for that matter. It would have been more odd if she'd given you a porno with men and women in it together."
"Oh, she's given some of those to us too, she might be considered a lesbian, but I do happen to know she still enjoys a man's cock once in a while, just for the heck of it. She even has a friend who she calls her 'boy toy' who she and Sharon occasionally like to play with every once in a while."
Again, Dianne couldn't help but find all this newfound information interesting, as well as mildly arousing, once again looking back up at the TV as the brunette now slipped the interesting little toy inside her pussy having finally removed the almost giant-sized double dildo.
"Anyway, that's what I was doing when you arrived," Ellen said looking back at the screen now herself, a slight quiver of arousal clearly showing in her tone of voice.
"Cumming, you mean," Dianne now teased, because that was what Ellen was actually in the middle of when she first got there.
"Well yeah sorta, I mean I was, but it like got sort of interrupted there for a moment."
Dianne noticed as Ellen spoke to her, her own eyes were still glued to the TV. "Oh, oh! Watch this! Watch this! This is one of my favorite parts!" Obviously it was too, as Ellen had quite absentmindedly slipped her hand down between her legs, and though the robe she was now wearing hid what she was actually doing to herself, it was clearly obvious. Dianne didn't know what she wanted to look at more, Ellen, or whatever the hell it was taking place on screen that aroused her so much. She finally did turn then in order to look, and once again finding herself amazed if not somewhat shocked by what she now saw.
"Turn up the sound!" Dianne actually heard herself saying, and then adding, "Rewind that!" She heard Ellen giggle though she didn't turn facing her, watching as the screen paused briefly, and then everything moving backwards at high speed for a moment until Ellen hit normal play again.
"Wild isn't it?" Ellen said once again enthralled.
"Never seen anything like that before," Dianne had to admit, though she'd certainly heard about it, even wished at times she knew what it felt like, but she'd never actually seen another woman squirting before. "Play it again," she said feeling a flush come into her cheeks, along with an arousal that she hadn't felt or certainly expected in a long, long time either.
"That's one of the reasons I have this!" Ellen said suddenly producing yet another toy that she'd managed to just push beneath the couch Dianne was still sitting on. "It's the same vibrator that she's using," Ellen said now holding this one up. "Even the package calls it the 'juicer', something about being able to stimulate a woman's 'G' spot better than anything else out there on the market."
"Good God girlfriend!" Dianne exclaimed smiling. "Aren't you full of surprises! So tell me," she began in nearly the same excited breath, "have you managed to do that?" she asked once again turning back towards the screen, though by now an entirely different woman was shown, this one a blond with enormous tits who currently sat licking her own nipples.
"Ah squirt? No...not yet, but I do think I am certainly getting a lot wetter than I used to," she said candidly. "Like I am right now in fact," she also admitted, once again her attention directed back towards the screen.
"You are? Really? Right now?"
"Yes, right now!" Ellen said looking at her, "Would you like to see? I mean, I know that must sound really weird under the circumstances, but I'm telling you Dianne, ever since I started using these things, I've gotten a lot wetter, a lot more aroused lately, and Bill has definitely seen and appreciated the improvement!"
Dianne couldn't believe they were even having this discussion let alone anything else, but she couldn't help but be curious about it too, throwing caution and all reasoning to the wind at this point, finding herself not only aroused, but devilishly wicked feeling, which was something else she hadn't felt in too long a time either. "Really? You'd let me? I mean, that doesn't weird you out or anything if I do?"
"No, of course not, actually kind of fun sharing all this with you, you are after all my best friend, not including being my sister-in-law, and more like real sister's in fact, which is why I don't feel quite so embarrassed now telling you, or even showing you all this!"
Like school mates, curiously exploring one another in the old days that was to some extent the same type of emotional high that Dianne was experiencing now with Ellen. And even Ellen seemed to be feeling the very same way as she stood, but this time allowing her bathrobe to not only part, but to drop to the ground behind her now standing completely naked in front of her friend.
"Let me show you what I mean," Ellen said enthusiastically excited. She quickly retrieved the naughty looking vibrator, along with the life-like penis looking one and sat down on the floor again amongst the pillows. "I'll show you the way I was doing it just before you came, and just before I almost did," she added with a very lust filled gleam in her eye as she spoke.