Behind The Curtain"( FF )[4/4]
	 
	Sharon wasted no time in adjusting the
strap on the strap-on she had shown Annette
earlier.  Hanging down between her legs, it looked
even larger than before.  Strapped tight, a small
nub at the base of the rubber cock extended into
her own pussy, rubbing against her clit.
	"Now the real fun begins."  Sharon smiled.
	A sudden feeling of apprehension filled
Annette at the thought of being penetrating by
that monster.  It was bigger than any of the few
men she had known.  She opened her mouth to
say something but something held her back.
Annette remained mute as Sharon reached out and
pulled her up off the couch.
	"Over the edge!"  She ordered in an
authoritative tone as she bent Annette over the
arm of the couch.
	From a small tube in her hand, Sharon
smeared a large amount  of  clear lubricant  over
the cockhead of her dildo.  Then she pushed her
slippery fingers down between Annette's legs and
up into her already lubricated pussy.  She pushed
all five fingers in, stretching the opening.     
	"Oooo"  moaned Annette as she felt  the
initial intrusion.
	Sharon pressed her naked body up against
the back of Annette's own. She lifted her hanging
cock and positioned the head against the now
saturated tunnel.
	"Spread those beautiful legs, honey." 
Sharon whispered into Annette's ear as she nibbled
at it. "Cause you're going to love this."  she added
with a kiss.
	With that she began rubbing the round tip
of her cock up and down the length of  Annette's
pussy before taking a firm grip and pushing it
within her.
	"Aaaaa!"  Annette yelled as she felt herself
being penetrated .
	"Relax."  Sharon said as she eased the
dildo out a little, before pushing it back in twice
the depth of her first attempt.
	Sharon reach around and rubbed her
fingers against Annette's clit.  Doggy style was her
favorite position, it gave her such a feeling of
superiority. Her frantic motions against the small
nub at the top of Annette's cunt helped distract her
from the pain as Sharon began to thrust deeper
within her with an ever increased frequency.
	Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way
to an increasing pleasure.  Even through the
artificial cock,  Sharon could feel the walls of
Annette's cunt grabbing hold of her as she
thrusted inside her one more time. 
	"You love this, don't you?"  Sharon asked
between thrusts as she grabbed both of the taller
woman's hips and pulled her ass hard against her.
	"Oh yes,"  Annette panted as she began to
match Sharon's rhythm and draw the dildo deeper
inside her.
	Sharon slid her hands up and down
Annette's body as she continued to fuck her with 
ever increasing ferocity.  Her fingers closed tight
against her breasts as she used them to pull
Annette against her time after time.  .
	Sharon pushed Annette's head and
shoulders down across the arm of the couch,
giving her greater access to the depths of her
pussy. The constant rubbing against her own love
button was sending her into pre-orgasmic fits as
well.  Hot sweat covered each of their bodies as
both shook with the energy and passion of
unrestricted sex.
	Words between them were no longer
possible, the best they could manage were
animalistic grunts.  Yet even those were being
constantly interrupted by frantic gasps for breath.
	Totally lost in the fury of her passion,
Sharon grabbed Annette's dark hair and pulled her
head back. With a  fierce fire in her dark eyes,
Sharon pressed her lips hard against the helpless
girl beneath her.  The taste of their tongues as
they intertwined was enough to push her to within
an inch of the abyss.
	"Deeper."  Annette gasped as Sharon's
tongue slid out of her mouth.
	Try as she could, it would've been
physically impossible for Sharon to get any more
inside Annette. At least in the position they were
in.
	"On the floor!"  Sharon commanded as she
pulled the dildo all the way out. "On your back!"
	Not even giving Annette time to comply,
the older woman pushed her onto her back.  She
followed her a moment later and rammed the large
rubber cock between her outstretched legs.  
	Annette screamed in ecstasy as Sharon
drove the dildo it's full length within her.  Sharon's
massive mounds pressed hard against Annette's
smaller globes, causing an electric tingling as their
nipples touched.	
	Burying her temporary manhood deep
inside her new lover, Sharon's body quaked in
anticipation of the explosion she knew was
imminent.  Beneath her, Annette was lost in a
similar state.  
	Continuing to pump away with all of her
strength, Sharon was taken by surprise when
Annette reached up with her legs and wrapped
them  around her buttocks, allowing her to
penetrate to an even greater depth.  Her arms also
wrapped around her,
binding them together in an unbreakable lock.
	"Fuck me!"  Annette screamed at the top
of her lungs.  A cry so loud that for a moment
Sharon wondered it she could be heard out on the
street.
	One final thrust was enough to unleash the
explosion that had been building within the two of
them.  Both bodies jerked violently as they were
consumed by the bodyquake that ripped through
each of them. 
	Annette drove her nails deep into Sharon's
back as an orgasmic paralysis gripped her.  Sharon
continued to plummel the captive pussy that was
pressed so tightly against her own. Until she too
was gripped by that same loss of control.  
	Their journey through the endless ether of
sexual bliss was both instantaneous and timeless. 
Fireworks filled the sky and rivers of joy caressed
their quivering forms.  Soft, quiet moans filled the
air as hearts raced uncontrolled.
	As has been written many times, all good
things must end and eventually the fire that had
claimed both women cooled and their sweat
drenched  bodies began to collapse. 
	Sharon was simply too exhausted to even
pull her strap on from within Annette.  Instead she
simply stoked her now cool skin and planted a
gentle kiss on her lips.  The fires of aggression had
cooled within her, and now all she wanted to do
was rest. 
	

	The morning sun filtering in from the
windows found the two of them still intertwined. 
Sharon had awakened first but had been reluctant
to wake her guest.  Instead she had just laid there
and enjoyed the warmth of her body pressed
tightly against her own.
	“Good morning, lover.”  she said when she
noticed Annette’s eyes open.  She added a kiss on
the cheek.
	“Morning.”  Annette said as she pulled
herself away and climbed to her feet.  
	“Why don’t you grab a shower while I
make us some breakfast.”  Sharon suggested as
she lifted herself off.  “I don’t have to be at work
until eleven.”
	“Sounds like a great idea.” Annette replied
as she gathered up her clothes.
	“You might want to call your roommate
and let her know you’re all right.”  Sharon added,
sounding once more like the mother she was.
	“That’s okay.”  Annette said.  “She’ll just
figure I got lucky.  And she wouldn’t be wrong.” 
she smiled. 
	Even before Annette felt the first splash of
hot water against her soft skin, she knew for a
certainty that last night’s performance was not to
be repeated.  It hadn’t really been planned after
all.  In fact it had been nothing more than the
caprices of fate that it had happened.  Still she was
glad it had.
	If nothing else, aside from a night of
enjoyment, her look behind the curtain of
Sharon’s life had given her a great deal to think
about.  A great deal indeed.

	    

	Monday morning found Annette sitting at
her desk bright and early.  She’d quickly gone
through any work that had piled up in her
absence, there hadn’t been that much. Every few
minutes she would look down the aisle at an
empty desk.  It was a quarter after nine before the
occupant of that desk finally showed up.

	“You left a note on my desk that you
wanted to see me as soon as I got it.”  Yvonne
said with a look of concern as she walked up to
Annette’s desk.  “Is anything wrong?”  
	“No, not at all.”  Annette smiled back.  “I
just wanted to ask you to lunch before you made
any other plans.”
	“Sure,”  the tall woman replied.  “One
O’clock okay?”
	“That would be great.”  Annette said.
	As Yvonne walked back down the long
aisle to her desk, Annette again appreciated the
sway of her hips.  Thankfully, her friend hadn’t
noticed that Danny’s pictures were no longer on
her desk.  By this afternoon there would no longer
be any need for them.