After both my first orgasm along with James’ wildly mind blowing secret, nothing really… changed. Nothing felt different, except for his ever so often lack of attendance.

Until the next Wednesday…

I was dressed a little warmer than I usually did. A skin tight black sweater with no bra underneath and leggings again. The same boots as always, of course, and enough of my midsection showing through the cropped sweater that let me give off a more mysterious vibe.

I was leaned against that same spot on the building as the light shone down upon me.

And then, a small figure grew clearer with their approach, and I perked up from where I was slumped against the wall.

I pushed off of the wall with a smirk as I slowly approached the petite girl with the bright blush.

But she looked serious, a lot more serious than I think I’ve ever seen her.

“Hello, Sweet Lily,” I greeted, taking her hand. “Ready for today?”

She nodded. I couldn’t help but notice how tightly her lips were pressed, even as the ends lifted slightly in a shy smile. I knew that there was something on her mind, something about our session tonight or something else. Either way, I hoped she knew I’d always be there to listen.

I smiled before leading her by the hand, just like always. Though the lobby, up the stairs, and into my room. I closed the door behind us, expecting Lily to sit on the bed, but as soon as I turned around, she slammed into me.

Her mouth smashed into mine, her hands gripping the sides of my face so hard that she nearly threw my mask askew.

But then she turned and started walking me backwards towards the bed until the back of my knees made contact with the mattress, and we both fell onto the sheets. Our mouths flew apart, and then I was looking up at Lily from where I lay on the bed.

“Aren’t you eager today?” I said.

But what she said next nearly made me choke on my own saliva.

“How do lesbians fuck?”

Her eyes were burning with a fire I was sure I’ve seen somewhere before.

“U-usually with help,” I told her, implying the usage of toys. “Why, curious?”

She nodded before she lowered her face to put her lips beside my ear. Her breath tickled me as she breathed her answer.

“Yes, very.”

My eyes widened. I wonder what sparked this in her. Had something happened in the six days we hadn’t seen each other?

“Alright, then, Sweet Lily,” I told her. “If you want to try, by all means, but you’ll need to get off of me so that I can get what we need.”

With a small whine and a pout, she rolled off of me and onto the bed beside me. I leaped up and strode directly over to the tall wooden cabinet in the corner. Threw open the doors to reveal mountains of various toys.

Vibrators, dildos, and gags, ropes, harnesses, and even whips for my more… curious clients. I wouldn’t be using these toys for her, not today at least, so I ignored the top shelf and moved my gaze down.

I leaned past the door of the cabinet, eyeing Lily’s form, laid out on the bed. She turned her head and eyed me curiously.

That was when my memory provided me with a perfect little thing. I smirked as I leaned back towards the cabinet and began scouring the shelves for it.

And then I saw the dark navy toy and smiled as I reached for the slippery, hard silicone toy. I carefully pulled it out so that I didn't knock anything over before I closed the doors.

Then, I turned to Lily, who was watching me curiously from the bed. But her eyes widened when she saw what I was holding.

“Uh-uhm, Orchid?” she said, clenching her fists in the sheets as she closed her thighs together. “I-I don’t think that’ll, er… fit…”

I laughed as I walked to the bed. I sat down and put the large toy on the bed beside us.

“Don’t worry, Sweet Lily,” I told her. “Just get undressed and I’ll take it from here.”

I saw and heard her gulp, and I gave a light chuckle before I yanked my sweater off of my skin without any hesitation. Because I hadn’t been wearing a bra underneath, my boobs fell out and I watched as her gaze got caught on them. I smirked as I flicked her simple white shirt up, revealing her stomach. My silent order to undress.

She sat up and pulled her shirt from her body, followed closely by her bra until we were the same. Then we turned, each of us facing away from each other as we took off our shoes, pants, and underwear, and then we were blessedly naked and free and together.

I turned back around, smiling, as she laid back down in the middle of the bed. As I crawled toward her, I let my hand pull the large toy closer to us so that it would be within grasp when I needed it. But for now, I’d focus on making this process as painless as possible, and that meant lubricating her up, so I leaned down and let her taste wash over my mouth again.

She whined above me as I groaned, fuck, it felt like ages since I had the pleasure of tasting her. She was already slickened and there was really no need for me to do this, but why not? It made this more pleasurable for the both of us, so what the fuck? Why not?

Licked up her clitoris and down, inserting my tongue ever so slightly into her and teasing the sensitive skin there. Her whines and her taste were both rewards for my efforts.

But I knew that if I didn’t get off her soon, this would be all we ended up doing. ANd as lovely as that would be, she wanted to be properly fucked, so I had to stop.

And so, all too soon, I pulled off of her. She whined quietly, squirming against the sheets as I pushed myself up. I waited until she stilled and opened her eyes before smiling and lifting the toy.

I understood why she was rather scared. Honestly, I would be too if I had her level of experience. It was roughly seventeen inches long and a dark navy color that hid the small ridges and textures. It was one of the simpler toys meant for double penetration, though not two for one.

This one was something I reserved for rather daring lesbians (or the rare category of men who enjoyed anal) because it was wide enough that my fingers barely wrapped completely around it.

“So the mechanics of this,” I began, holding it up for her to see from where she lay, heaving on the sheets, “is that one end goes here,” I said, swiping a finger up her and making her shiver and gasp, “while the other end goes here,” I said, using two fingers to spread myself open and display myself to her. “See? Nothing scary.”

She took in a shaky breath before letting it blow out in a nervous exhale. She nodded once, a determined, serious expression on her face.

“Ready?” I asked her, letting the toy in my hand drift down towards both of our entrances.

She nodded once more, her mouth not moving from the tight line, and I laughed lightly again. Lily seemed to be able to make me crack up every time. And stutter, too, I thought to myself as I remembered myself tripping over my own words just a few minutes ago.

Either way, this was about her and sex, not about what she did to me, so it was time to focus.

I decided to enter myself, first, because I knew that the second penetration caused the first to push in further. And as much as I wanted to make her squirm, this was not the way. There’d be time for that… later…

So I lifted myself, open and ready, high and wide enough so that she could see, and I pushed the dark blue toy against me. I knew how and where to put it after years of using myself and exploring various areas with and without people, so I knew how to do it blindly.

I kept my eyes locked on her face, watching the way her lips pressed harder against each other, the way her eyes widened as she stared, her bright red blush as she watched. And I think I was smiling.

I let out a soft, “Mmm…” as I entered myself. Years ago, doing this would make me cringe as I not only supported my whole self only using my knees and literally every muscle but also had to insert a fucking dildo in myself. Shit, it felt so long ago that I lost my virginity. My v-card was lost to the demons down below a long time ago. But if that was what got me here, I was fine with it.

There was a small part of the toy in the middle, roughly three inches long, which was there to tell people to stop and for them to hold onto as they fucked others. But that still meant a good seven inches inside each person, and I silently wondered how Lily would take it.

Once I was just about at the wider strip of silicone, I leaned down onto one hand until I was just a few inches away from her face. Her eyes blinked up to meet mine as I smiled wider.

“Ready for this, Sweet Lily?” I asked her, guiding the tip of the toy to touch her wet entrance.

When she nodded, I saw a flash of terror light up her eyes. I leaned down to kiss her jaw, and she twisted her head to the side to allow me.

“Alright, Sweet Lily,” I told her, finding the exact location of her other lips before I told her, “Breathe and relax.”

I waited until she took in a deep breath and let it out, her eyes closed, which flayed her long eyelashes out onto her cheeks. So beautiful, I thought as I watched her shoulders relax and her face calm.

And then I slowly pushed, my hand gripped around the three-inch strip right outside my own entrance.

She was so tight, so much so that I could tell just from the toy pushing against me, pushing into me. Oh, fuck…

She was gasping against me, and I leaned back down to her ear and whispered, “Breathe.”

I could hear and feel the difference when she actually put thought into her breath, into evening it out. It didn’t make her any less tight, but it made her less tense and difficult to push into.

I went slowly, so so slowly, until my hand touched her soft skin. I let go and let my hand support me on the opposite side of her head from my other hand. She had gone back to gasping, but her breaths were slower and deeper, so it didn’t quite affect her body’s tension.

“Sweet Lily?” I asked, lifting one of my hands to stroke her flushed face.

“K-Keep… going…” she said breathlessly. Desperately.

What could I do but comply?

“Remember to breathe, Sweet Lily,” I reminded one last time before I started to move.

I put the hand stroking her face back on the bed before reaching my other hand down to hold the toy once again and began to move.

It was a bit difficult to use this thing, to be completely honest. You had to hold onto the thing and move your hips up while also lifting the toy out of the other person, but not as far as how high you were moving so that you got the same feeling as the bottom person. But then when you moved down, it was only a movement in the hips. And then it repeats.

I started slow and small, moving out barely an inch from her, pulling out a little farther from myself, though. This let me come down a little faster on her, and her whine echoed in my head.

So fucking slutty and wonderful…

Fuck, this girl…

I was going so slowly that it was nearly agonizing. I wanted to pummel her so badly, and I honestly didn’t even know why…

“M-more, uhnn… please…” she keened below me, and I was shocked at the tone of her voice. I’ve heard her moan before, but nothing of this level. “F-faster, please, uhnn fuck!”

But then, after a moment, her words registered in my stunned brain. She wanted more, faster.

“You sure?” I asked quietly.

Just to check, but something told me she’d say yes, or nod, or both. And, as predicted, she nodded. A pout plumped up her lips, furrowing her eyebrows, her eyes pleading with me as she whined.

“Alright, then,” I told her before I pulled out slowly once more, just to prepare.

And then, I was practically hammering into her, and therefore myself. Pulling almost completely out of both of us before pushing my hips forward to fuck us both. It wasn’t as fast or hard as I would go with one of my other clients, but I went harder than I would go on one of my gentler or virgin clients.

And fucking hell, was it worth it.

Her boobs bounced, up and down her body, her mouth wide in a continuous cry of pleasure. Her eyes closed as she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into her face to kiss me.

I didn’t stop how fast I went, though.

But when I heard her voice lifting up, higher and higher with more urgency every second. I took this to mean that she was close, and for some reason, it brought me just about to the edge as well. So I sped up and went harder, so hard that the entire bed was shaking as I fucked her.

And then she tightened and I felt the convulsion of her orgasm against the toy, vibrating through the damn thing until I felt myself come.

It was hard, having to continue to push into her and me to work us through this, but at the same time, it was so fucking worth it.

But, once we had both finished, I stopped, the toy wedged inside both of us with only the three inches separating us. WIth a groan, though, I slowly pulled out of both of us, my hand never having moved from the toy between us.

She cried out, not so much in pleasure as in pain, and I winced at her voice. It almost made the toy hurt more than it should have for myself.

But then we were both free from the toy, equally as soaked as the blue dildo was. I set it down on the sheets, letting our juices wet the bed beside us as well.

I let myself shift over and lay down on the bed beside her, breathing nearly as hard as she was.

Wait… was I… tired?

I huffed a breathless laugh as she slowly blinked her eyes open, and she turned her head to look at me with bleary eyes. I turned my own head to look back at her.

But the look in her eyes scared me. She looked like she could see me, not just see Orchid, but see Raven. It scared me, sent a shiver up my spine, and I quickly rolled off the bed and went for the water.

My legs were just as wobbly as last time, but I was ready for it. I grabbed a bottle of water and necked a few gulps before handing it to Lily without meeting her eyes.

I did not like the expression on her face. Why did she look like that? What could she see? Did she-

No. No, no, no.

She doesn’t know, how could she? She hasn’t met me in twelve years, wxcept for the time I saved her from that molester. But she was drunk, so how could she figure it out?

I froze from where I was, walking around the bed.

Why was I so scared that she’d find out? Did I want to… I don’t know, not let her down?

I’m crazy…

I shook these impossible thoughts from my head and continued around the bed. Picked up the toy to wash it (because it was unsanitary to use the same toy with several people without washing) and set it back in the cabinet.

“Orchid?” Lily’s voice said from behind me. I closed the doors of the cabinet as I looked at her. “We should talk.”

“Okay,” I said, coming around to sit on the bed again. “What’s up?”

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment before she told me, “I know.”

If I thought I froze before, I was a fucking statue now. Not even breathing as I processed this. What did she know? It couldn’t be…

“I don’t think I follow,” I told her, my eyes narrowing slightly.

Surely, not…

“I think you do,” she told me, her eyes bright and serious as if she knew something.

“What do you mean?” I denied, terror rising in my chest.

“I know who you are, Orchid,” she told me.

No, of course not, that’s insane-