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Ivy looked so good from Chastity's vanity - even...no. It had to be because Chastity was kneeling. Something about looking up at Ivy in that devotional stance made it maddening. Ivy was glowing in the beaming sort of the sense. That type of glow that followed right after a good orgasm and she wanted to give her more. It felt imperative to give her more. 

Just as Chastity was about to suggest it, Ivy flipped them over and even from below, she looked just as glorious.

"My turn," she said, getting off the bed and making for her wardrobe.

Chastity pulled herself up to her elbows and studied her. Ivy had not tried to fix her clothes. Her skirt was still a make shift belt and under the artificial lighting, her ass was magnificent. Chastity could think of any number of things to do to it. She could also see the slight strain of the bra Ivy had on and wanted so badly to see her bunched up breasts again. Worship them even better than she had earlier.

"What are you looking for?" She asked in impatience.

Ivy didn't answer but instead shouted, "Aha!" as she lifted what looked to be a small black case and a bottle of lub.

She shut her wardrobe and made her way back to the bed, placing those two things carefully over the chest of drawers by the bed. Chastity's suspisions had been nothing short of prophetic. It was indeed true that Ivy's breasts were bunched up and they were begging for proper fondling. "I want to try something if you're with it, of course." Even with Ivy speaking, her eyes could not stop shameless going over and over those two lonely and caged girls.

Chastity nodded eagerly. Ivy laughed. "You don't even know what I want. It could be something you are not into."

She shrugged. "I trust you."

"Good."

She got back to the bed, immediately kissing Chastity but not with the same hunger as before. It was measured, controlled, made for the soul purpose of lengthening time to whatever she had planned for them. "I want you naked," she said as she popped open the button to her trousers and helped her ease out of them.

Ivy looked at her like she was a goddess and she relished that. "I want to taste you too," she said as she begun kissing her thighs, holding them firmly because Chastity had already started to squirm. "Will you let me?" she asked and Chastity hadn't seen any logical reason to disagree.

She followed down the path of her thighs, biting and sucking, kissing after she was satisfied with a spot then moving on closer to between her thighs. Sharing one last look with her, she got to the middle and blew on her clit. Chastity all but bucked away from her. Ivy was surprisingly strong. Not that it was shocking considerig how she took the gym seriously. Still, she held held her still, licking and blowing and sucking. It felt good. So many things were running through her and the only loud thought was how had they managed to stay so long without fucking after the first time?

Ivy pulled away before they could get to the good stuff and Chastity released a torrent of unsatisfied noises. Ivy laughed. "I said I wanted to taste. I'm going to get you there some other way."

She reached for the small black case and popped it open revealing a peculiar pink object that looked like a blown out sperm made of silicon.

"What is that?" she watched as Ivy lifted it in the air. Big oval like head and a long tail it comprised of.

"It's a vibrating egg – from a company called OhMiBod. Can you imagine I found it in fucking Jumia?" From the box again, she chucked a small remote and handed the toy to Chastity for her curious examination.

"Looks like a sperm."

"Only this one is a good time."

Chastity chortled. Ivy took the toy from her and pushed her carefully to her back. "These are the rules. If you are overwhelmed, you can tell me to stop and I will. If you are in any kind of pain, say stop and I will. I do want to see you squirt but it is not a must and if you feel like it's too much on that front, tell me to stop, okay?"

Chastity nodded, way too eager now that the rules had been given.

Ivy took the tube of lub and slathered a healthy amount on the head of the toy and some on her pussy lips. She fingered her and pinched her clit just as she'd done her and she jumped. Ivy laughed and Chastity made to swat at her hand.

She took the toy then carefully pushed it into her. It was soft and surprisingly warm.

"Are you okay?" Ivy asked and even though she was truly concerned, she sounded so aroused Chastity nodded. She was okay. She just desperately did not want to dampen the mood. "Good." With one last small push, she let her finger out of her and went back to concentrating on her clit whilst reaching for the remote.

"I should probably get a towel but I don't want to lose this view."

Chastity spread her legs wider, earning herself a sharp inhale from Ivy. She couldn't believe she had that much power over her. "I think you can get one now that the view is widened." Ivy laughed at her cheek but went for one and returned with three. Chastity was truly curious with what was going to take place.

"The remote has five levels. I'm going to start from the lowest until we reach your most comfortable setting, okay?" Chastity nodded.

With two towels underneath her and her breathing momentarily halted with anticipation, Ivy pressed the remote. Chastity jerked.

The toy was vibrating inside of her, right up against her g-spot and it was more intense than her usual dildo. It felt good. Very doable.

"Are you okay with that?" Chastity heard herself whimper. "Good. We are going to go a notch higher then."

She felt Ivy's hand on her thigh then the vibrating intensified and things felt very unstable inside of her. They were sensations that should have been made illegal. Sensations that could throw one into an asylum trying to look for it. Fantastic sensations. Maddening sensations. Delectable sensations.

"Remember, stop is a press away," Ivy said and then, as though the abject torture of her g-spot was not enough, Ivy had gone down on her and placed her mouth on her clit as she obviously increased the intensity.

She was seeing stars as she lost control of her body. She was jerking hard, Ivy holding her down as she worked her clit. There were so many pleasurable sensations she could not help but scream and moan and reach out for just about anything, trying to get a grip of whatever the fuck life was. For a hot minute, she was sure she had deciphered the meaning of life as she writhed and tried to run away whilst still remaining in that exact spot.

"Fuck," she cried, biting into her lip then the palm of her right hand as she tried to rub up Ivy's face. "More," she cried. She could even handle it. She should be able to handle it because if not, she was not sure she was ever going to meet that kind of intense pleasure ever again. A momentary memory of something about losing ones sight in the face of an intense orgasm blinked in and out of her mind. As though she could sense every single nerve that was Chastity's, Ivy went all out - no longer slow.

She was vibrating at the same speed as the toy – she was sure of it. She could feel herself at the throws of an orgasm and a glorious come situation. She could feel a pressure in places she'd never thought of before.

Any other time, Chastity could see herself stopping and resting. Maybe toy about the idea of getting back to it. But this was Ivy and Ivy made her feel so comfortable she was not scared about shouting just about everything. Moaning and thrushing and being lost. She wanted her to see her in that state. To marvel at the fact that she could get her lost in pleasure as such. She wanted to be high on hormones. She wanted to remain where she was.

The lower part of her stomach was tightening though and it was already too late. She had never been one of those edge lords. It was all or nothing. She could feel something trickle then simply gush out of her; sure it wasn't come. Then the orgasm slammed into her and the scream she gave, she was sure, all of Nairobi had heard her. It was ear shuttering. Her sight followed right after - fucking off to whichever place it had to calm down too.

Then the vibrations lulled to a stop and her vision came swimming right back. Her hand was in the clutches of her teeth and she could feel Ivy pull the toy out, earning a whimper from her.

"Are you okay?" she could hear laugher in Ivy's voice.

She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. "You are going to tell me where you really got that from because I want to replicate that again once I am fully rested."

Ivy laughed. "I guess it was okay then? And just for more emphasis, still very much Jumia."

Chastity felt the mattress spring up as Ivy got to her feet and a towel dubbing on her moments after. She dared to look down at Ivy and felt heat climb up her as she noticed her shoulder was wet.

"Sorry," she mumbled, trying her level best not to close her eyes in embarrassed fashion.

Ivy looked at her quizzically. "What for?"

She pointed at her shoulder and realizing this, Ivy wiggled her eyebrows. "Was it your first time squirting?"

"Ugh, don't say that!"

Ivy giggled. "We have to talk about these things, you know. Now," she reached out for her hands, "you must be famished and thirsty. Let's resolve that."

Chastity sat up and studied Ivy. They had wasted so much time. She could have been living like this for a long ass time.

"What?" Ivy asked the moment she noticed Chastity was studying her.

"I'm just thinking that we should have done this a long time ago."

Author's Note

Turns out, everything is sorted and I don't have to ruin someone's marriage. Also, it is not going to ruin my posting schedule anymore 😊