Stranger Than Truth Ch. 04

Their hands came together, clasping in mid air. Gwen leaned in and kissed Val, tongue probing and finding a warm invitation. Gwen pushed harder, forcing Val against the wall so that her mouth could take more of Valerie's, her tongue able to take pleasure in Valerie's mouth. Valerie broke the kiss.

"Gwen, You feel so right. I want you! I want you to ravish me. Will you ravish me?"

"Girl, it's been on my to do list for six months."

With that, Gwen embraced Val tightly, one hand against the small of her back, the other at the back of her head. Pulled in close, Valerie had no choice but to return the fervent kisses that Gwen was lavishing upon her. Not satisfied with Val's mouth, the aggressive woman took Valerie's throat, cheeks, ears, even her eyes with deep, passionate kisses. Val responded by holding tonight's lover close like a life line, unwilling to let go. She kissed back when she could, but for the most part, Valerie was merely able to accept the lovemaking being bestowed upon her.

Gwen's hands were just as aggressive. While one started at the small of Valerie's back, it was soon exploring, testing with pressure and gentleness for those secret places that drove a woman mad with lust. Soon, Gwen had filed them in her mind for later use. As she ravished Val with mouth and hands through her clothes, Gwen maneuvered Valerie deeper into the apartment. Somewhere along the line, Valerie's shoes had been discarded. Before she knew it, the edge of Gwen's bed made itself felt along the back of Valerie's legs.

Valerie pulled back, slipping her hands between the two of them, fingers undoing buttons on Gwen's shirt. Gwen, in return, slipped the straps of Val's dress off her shoulders, letting it fall and catch itself on her arms. With every button Val undid, Valerie's arms, and the dress with them, lowered, revealing more of the hidden delights of that submissive woman. As she waited patiently, Gwen stroked Val's shoulders and neck, keeping Valerie at a low boil. Val's open dress and lack of panties allowed her aroma to fill the room.

Once the buttons were open, Valerie slid the shirt off Gwen, her own dress falling to the floor at the same time. Valerie gasped at the sight of Gwen's breasts. While not overly large, just large enough to be noticeable under a tight shirt, the areolas and nipples were seemingly huge. Hesitantly, Valerie brought her hands to Gwen's breasts, touching them for the first time. Gwen hissed as her sensitive organs stiffened at the barest touch, tinglings of arousal spreading rapidly throughout her body. Gwen's hands reached for Valerie's breasts, caressing them and rolling the nipples between her fingers.

Gwen eased Valerie down onto the bed, her still half clothed body following Valerie. Her mouth came to rest next to Valerie's breasts. Taking full advantage of the fortuitous arrangement, Gwen took a nipple into her mouth and sucked on it, much like a baby suckling for milk. Valerie moaned and pulled Gwen closer. Gwen's hands continued to roam across Valerie's body, making use of that previously filed information, and using those secret erogenous zones to drive Valerie wild.

"Oh God! Take me Gwen! Take me now!

"Not yet. You're not ready. I like my lovers to be writhing with desire, feeling more than they ever thought they could."

Valerie moaned in pleasure, feeling her cunt ache with the need to be filled and taken. Gwen had returned to her breasts, lavishing them with a seemingly unending series of suckles and licks. Twenty more minutes passed, enough time for Valerie to be in such arousal so as to bring tears to her eyes. Gwen lifted herself on her elbows.

"What do you want Val? What do you need?"

"My pussy. Eat my pussy, please!"

Gwen slid down and flicked her tongue at the protruding lips of Valerie's cunt. Val screamed at the touch, her hands clawing at the sheets. As Gwen continued to tease Val with the lightest of caresses from her tongue, Valerie found herself climbing to heights of arousal she thought only possible under restraint and domination. She wanted to cum with a desperation that was normally a result of denial, yet she had yet to reach her orgasmic plateau. Gwen was making the trip a long torturous one, but one with no retreats or pauses.

It was as Val was whimpering that Gwen took the first full swipe at Valerie's cunt with her tongue. Valerie gasped a breath in, unable to vocalize her feelings as Gwen licked from ass to clit over and over again. Pressure built up in Valerie's pussy until she was convinced she would explode. Her orgasm, when it hit, had her screaming at the top of her lungs and lifting her hips up, along with Gwen's face. Gwen's hands pressed Val back into the bed so that she could bury her face deeper, drinking in every drop of Valerie's climax. When she felt Valerie come down from her intense release, Gwen eased off a little and gently lapped at the edges of Valerie's cunt.

Valerie found herself panting. The immediate need between her legs had been sated, but a different need made itself felt. "Gwen, I need to taste you. Let me taste you, eat you."

"Of course, Val. Would you help me with this?"

Valerie sat up and loosened Gwen's pants do they could be pulled down (nothing that tight would slip down on its own). Gwen's pussy was revealed, covered by a satin panty that was soaked and transparent. Her aroma was released and Valerie inhaled deeply, savoring the deep musky odor that was starting to fill the room. She pulled Gwen onto the bed while she knelt at the edge, bringing her head between Gwen's legs. When Gwen went to slip her panties off, Valerie stopped her, holding her hands away from the satin sheath covering that wonderful pussy.

Valerie's tongue reached out and licked at the panties, pressing them to squeeze the juice in them out and into her mouth. Gwen shuddered at the feeling of her own satin being used to caress her cunt. Repeatedly, Valerie forced that liquid into her mouth, savoring the taste that was much stronger than Sally's. It seemed that Gwen lubricated heavily, as there was no end to the juice that Val could force from those panties. Patience finally at an end, Valerie slipped her fingers under the waist band and pulled them down, revealing a neatly trimmed pussy that was open wide, inviting Valerie's tongue inside.

Valerie accepted the invitation and took a long hard swipe, one that forced her tongue deep into the folds and that drew a cry of pleasure from Gwen's lips. When Gwen's hands reached to grab Valerie's head, she let herself be pulled into Gwen's cunt, fucking it with her mouth. Valerie's hands came up and found the largest clit she had ever felt. It felt like a small prick, sticking out from Gwen almost lewdly. When she rubbed it, Gwen screamed and came, shuddering, legs squeezing Val's head tight. Valerie's mouth was flooded as a stream of liquid shot out of Gwen's pussy. Her initial fear, that Gwen had urinated, was quickly allayed by the lack of acrid taste. Val realized that Gwen was a squirter, someone she had not believed really existed. She swallowed by instinct, just as she would with a spurting cock.

When Gwen had finished and Valerie had lapped up all the juice she could, she looked up, her face covered in fluid, a smile wide on her face. Gwen looked back at Val, her face equally radiant. Extending a hand, she pulled Valerie up and the two lay together.

"Valerie, I think that problem of yours is over."

"Yes, I do believe you're right. Do you have more in you?"

"What more are you looking for?"

"I have an empty ache in my pussy. Do you have a strap on?"

Gwen looked at Valerie with a feral look of lust. "I'm in heaven. You like being fucked by a woman?"

"I like being fucked. Sally took me repeatedly with her strap on at our hand fasting."

"That's right. You two gave a public sex performance then. Did you know I was there?"

"You were? Why didn't you tell us?"

"Please don't be offended, but a lot of what happened turned me off. I just don't understand the attraction of bondage and pain."

"It's okay, Gwen. I know BDSM is not for everyone. It's really lovely that you attended, even when you knew it could include things that made you uncomfortable. That means a whole lot to me." Valerie lightly caressed Gwen's breasts. I think I love you Gwen. I know I lust after you."

"I love you too. I would never try to take you from Sally, but I do love you in my own way."

The two continued to fondle each other, light touches over their bodies that started the resurrection of their mutual arousal. They leaned into one another, kissing. It was lightly at first, little pecks on the lips, cheeks, neck. Soon, though, they were propelled by lust into more passionate exchanges. Their tongues intertwined as they drew each other closer, the need to feel one another increasing. Both their breathing had become frantic, almost panting. Eventually, caresses were not enough. Valerie pulled her lips away from Gwen's.

"Would you fuck me, please?"

"I'd love to." Gwen rolled off the bed, opening a drawer under it. While she pulled the toy from its storage place, she looked up at Valerie. "Can I have you doggie style?"

"You can have me any way you want," Valerie answered, rolling onto her hands and knees as she did. Valerie had long since discovered that doggie style was a very submissive style for her and was reveling in the knowledge that she could give Gwen just a little submission, even if Gwen never realized she was being gifted with it.

Valerie shuddered when she felt Gwen's weight on the bed and the length of the dildo against her back. The butch woman lay on Val's back, her hands reaching below and fondling Valerie's breasts. Val started to breathe harder, her arousal climbing again. Her arms trembled at the extra weight they had to support. Soon, though, Valerie's cunt was aching in need again, her juices dripping down her legs. Gwen slid back and the tip of the fake cock poised itself at the entrance to her cunt.

"Do it. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard!"

Gwen slammed the dildo in and Valerie screamed, "Yes!" Her cunt full, she slammed herself back against Gwen with every stroke into her that Gwen made. Gwen was crying out wordlessly as well, both women racing towards another orgasm. As Val reveled in being taken, she suddenly realized what she really wanted.

"Gwen, please."

"What?"

"My ass. Fuck my ass."

Gwen stopped, holding herself perfectly still. "Are you sure? I would never ask..."

"You don't have to. I want you to. Take my ass, it's yours."

"Val. This is a huge one. Are you sure?"

"Yes. I want to give you this. I can handle it. Sally has taken me there, so it's ready."

"Val, thank you. I never dreamed you would..."

Gwen stopped talking, pulling out and repositioning against Valerie's nether hole. Valerie gasped as Gwen pressed against her. She bit her lip against that inevitable first pain of penetration, pushing out to let the massive cock in. Grunting, Valerie pushed back and felt the intruder violate her ass, sliding in deeper than anything she had taken there before. When Gwen's hips finally touched Val's butt, Valerie was panting.

Gwen began to rock inside Valerie. Unlike Charles and Sally, Gwen did not piston in and out, but rocked and twisted inside Val. The sensation was altogether different and actually more pleasant than a true fucking. Valerie began to rotate her hips with Gwen, adding to the sensations. She could hear Gwen's arousal increasing, realizing that Gwen's large clit must be under constant stimulation from the base of the dildo. Valerie's motions became more frantic, the desire to send Gwen over the top increasing in intensity. Gwen pulled Valerie tighter and her own gyrations became frantic.

When Gwen came, she collapsed onto Valerie's back and Val's arms gave under the weight. Gwen grasped Valerie's body, holding on through the spasms that rocked her body. As Gwen shuddered, the dildo was being thrust in and out of Valerie's ass. The dildo's presence was felt even more by Valerie. The angle of entry had changed during the fucking and her ass was clenching tighter at the phallus lodged inside her ass.

Gwen came to her senses and reached for Valerie's pussy, rubbing Val's clit. The intense sensations the sensitive organ experienced propelled Val to her own climax in a matter of seconds. Valerie lost any remaining strength and finished her collapse onto the bed, Gwen's weight on her a reassuring and erotic force. Gwen's hand, trapped beneath Valerie, continued to rub the clit it was in contact with, prolonging Valerie's orgasm significantly.

When Valerie's orgasm had played itself out, Gwen started to pull out, provoking a cry of desire from Val.

"Ahhh! It feels so empty!"

"Sorry. I'll wait a minute."

The removal, once Gwen finished, left Val sighing as her ass tried to return to its normal proportions. Gwen lay down next to Valerie, gently stroking her back. Valerie reached over and returned to affections and the two women relaxed in the partial embrace of the other, their energies spent.

Val could feel something cooling all over her legs and lower back. Reaching to feel it, she realized it was more fluid from Gwen's orgasm, sprayed on her during the last climax.

"Do you always squirt when you cum?"

"Yes. The first time it happened, I was so scared that I had hurt myself somehow. I ran to my mom in tears. That was not the way my mom wanted to discover that I was sexually active."

"I can just picture the look on her face," Val said with a smile.

"Looking back, it was so precious. She had no idea that it was normal and I was into see her gynecologist the next day. After that, I was able to talk to her about anything sexual. I think it might have helped her deal with my lesbianism when I finally told her."

"When did you know?"

"Consciously, I was 16. Every date I went on was a disaster. Guys fondling me always felt like ants all over. It just made me sick to my stomach. The last guy I dated, when I was in tears, asked if I had ever considered that I might be homosexual. I never had, but as soon as he asked, I knew it was true. Martin ended up being a really close friend. He still is. Not many guys can say they helped a lesbian discover herself and even fewer would be proud to have been. We're on the same bowling team."

"I'm happy for you. Platonic friends can be so rare for those of us who are different."

"Don't I know it. Are you a morning or evening shower?"

"Mornings, usually, but I think I'd better clean up before we fall asleep. There's a lot more mess than usual," she added with a smile.

"Go ahead. I'll change the sheets while you're in there and take one after you."

Half an hour later, the two were in bed, asleep. The next morning, Valerie discovered the joys of a morning that did not need time for a shower. In her mind's eye, she could see her alarm going off half an hour later, 30 more blessed minutes of sleep. Gwen dropped her off at Delgrasi and Val started another day at work.

She discovered that her day had filled up. June had rearranged her schedule to maximize her free time on Wednesday. Once again, June was demonstrating why she complemented Valerie so well. She had anticipated Val's needs for time on Wednesday and moved some of her appointments one day earlier. While Val would spend most of the day running around like a chicken with her head cut off, it was manageable (it's amazing how much you can handle after a good night of great sex).

Lunch was taken in the office and June had a cab waiting for Val in time to make the photo shoot. The shoot was a learning experience. The representative from Whips'n'more put the models into their hogtie harness, each in a different pose. The harness was truly versatile. In addition to a standard hogtie, there was a position that was just like a hogtie, but left the submissive's hands totally free. Straps that came with the harness tied the wrist and ankle cuffs together, allowing the hands themselves full mobility, enabling the bound person to use their hands to please someone in the midst of being totally restrained.

The harness also allowed for safe suspension, in both the hogtie and when tied more loosely. It seemed a web of strong fibers, similar to those in ballistic cloth, were webbed through the harness, spreading out the weight of the victim. Numerous hooks were located along the sides for tying ropes or clipping chains to. The suspension could be horizontal or vertical without any trouble. Those same rings could be used to fasten the arm and wrist cuffs to the body web, pinning the arms to the side without restraining the sub any further. The straps could be used to pull the legs out, simulating a spreader bar but allowing more movement than a bar would.

By the time the shoot was over, Valerie had a dozen good poses to choose from. Several of the models were showing signs of arousal and whispered conversations that Valerie saw were, undoubtedly, making plans to release some of that tension. The representative, Gene Halberson, presented Valerie, Dutch and the models with a complimentary harness of their own. Val smiled at the good instincts someone was showing, as the word of mouth from the gifts alone would increase local sales.

Valerie in fact, detoured on her way home to stop in at Castle. Giggy was on duty with another employee Val had come to know as Henry. Giggy walked over to embrace Val when she entered.

"Valerie! It's so good to see you. How was you night last night?" The leer in Giggy's eyes told Val that Giggy knew just where she had been.

"It was great. There was no discomfort and Gwen is an amazing person and lover."

"So I've heard. Congratulations. Will you be seeing her more?"

"I hope so."

"Enough of that. I'm sure you came here for another purpose altogether."

"Yes, or at least, an additional one. Do you carry Whips'n'More's bondage harness?"

"Yes we do. We only have one. It's pretty pricey and most people opt for something a little less expensive."

"That may change," Val said as they walked to the display. "I just finished an advertising shoot for this harness and Mr. Halberson gave all the models a complimentary one. This harness is incredible. It can be used for so many things that I expect that as soon as Tom and Angela start gushing their praises, you'll be swamped."

"That would be wonderful. I'll let the Sylvia know." Sylvia was the manager of this Castle Superstore. "Here it is. Didn't you receive one too?"

"Yes. But I've been wondering what to get Lilly for her birthday and this will be perfect." Lilly had been Valerie's friend since the early days of her submission. While not into pain or humiliation, Lilly and her boyfriend enjoyed bondage and could frequently be found at Mephisto's on no pain Wednesdays.

"I'm sure she will love it. Is there anything else?"

Valerie thought for a moment. While she wanted to get something that could help her give Sally a deeper experience, she had no idea what she could use. Valerie was not used to dominating as thoroughly as she was having to now.

"I don't think so. I may need something later, but I can't think of what just now."

Valerie paid for her purchase and headed home. Inside the door, she was struck by the quiet. A little bit of panic hit her as she strained to hear any sound from Sally. Walking briskly to the bedroom, she saw Sally, kneeling on the hardwood floor of their bedroom, bent over at the waist, cuffed to the foot of their bed.

"Sally! What are you doing!"

Valerie rushed over, dropping to her knees. Sally's head lifted, faced streaked with tears. Valerie could see her trembling, no, not trembling, straining. It dawned on Val that Sally needed to use the toilet and was holding it. The clips holding her in place were not locked and it took the work of only seconds to release them. She carried Sally to the bathroom, realizing that any movement by Sally would result in a mess as she lost control. Once she was on the toilet, Val stepped out and waited. Sally exited several minutes later.