Lesbian Strapon Creampie

Becca startled as her desk phone snagged her attention away from the document she was writing at work.

“This is Becca,” she answered in a crisp tone.

“Hi, it’s me,” the soft and silky female voice said.

“Where’ve you been? I called you at work and you didn’t answer!”

“I took the day off. I had some errands to run.”

“Oh? Where’d you go?”

“I went shopping.”

Becca was irritated at Kathy’s evasiveness. “Why all the secrecy?!”

“Can you come over right after work? We can have a little something to eat and then…”

Becca thought of the slender dark-haired Kathy and her sweet tasting pussy. How she loved to taste Kathy’s creamy pussy. She also loved to use a strap-on and pound Kathy with it.

“I don’t know, Kath – I’ve had a busy day at work, and -”

Kathy’s voice was almost a whisper. “I got a new toy. You can use me with it – Mistress!”

Becca loved the way Kathy said the word ‘Mistress’ and asked her to ‘use’ her. She felt a twinge of excitement between her legs. She thought of times past in which Kathy lay on the bed, legs spread, arched back, mouth open, voicing incoherent exclamations while the strap-on probe snaked in and out.

Kathy’s sensuous whisper-voice continued. “I’m hot for you, Becca!”

“Okay, Kath. I’ll come by. I’ve got to get back to work now.”

Kathy whispered, “Okay.”

Thoughts of Kathy constantly intruded on Becca’s attempts to finish her work. She thought of the time that she had inserted a grape into Kathy’s pussy and sucked on her, trying to get it back out. They both giggled when Becca had to use her finger to retrieve it. Then there was the night when Kathy inserted part of a peeled banana into her pussy. Becca used her mouth to retrieve it. What a mess that was – an erotic, arousing mess. Becca squeezed her legs together as she recalled that episode. Throughout the afternoon she had to bring her concentration to the fore; when she finished her document, she gathered her things and left work.

Thirty minutes later Becca was at Kathy’s door. Kathy welcomed her in with a bright smile. She wore a denim skirt and a casual T-shirt, and was barefoot. Silently, they hugged. The insides of Becca’s knees lightly touched Kathy’s legs. Becca loved the feel of her lover’s legs.

“I need to freshen up,” Becca said, and headed to the bedroom. A few minutes later Kathy had taken off her T-shirt and panties, leaving her skirt on. She lay on the bed with her hands behind her head and waited with anxious anticipation.

Becca emerged from the bathroom and caught sight of Kathy on the bed.

“Whoa, I’m glad I came over!”

Kathy spread her legs and whispered, “Becca… Becca!”

Becca delicately got on the bed and approached Kathy’s lips with hers. Tenderly at first, then more passionately, they kissed. Becca lifted Kathy’s skirt and her gaze settled on her dark-haired bush.

“Oh my gosh!’ Becky exclaimed as Kathy giggled. Thick translucent creamy liquid oozed from Kathy’s womanhood, giving the appearance of having been freshly sexed.

“What did you do?!”

Kathy giggled some more and writhed sexily. “It’s yogurt!”

“Oh God, that’s sexy,” Becca said, and went for closer look. Her mouth gingerly touched Kathy’s labia, and she lightly licked.

Kathy moaned and squirmed.

Becca aggressively pressed in and kissed, licked, and sucked, moaning as she lapped up and extracted the creamy substance from her lover’s womanhood. Kathy crested through two raucous orgasms before Becca finished.

“Now what about this new toy that you mentioned?” Becca asked.

Kathy got up, removed her skirt, and pranced to her dresser. She retrieved a strap-on harness with its probe and smiled sweetly as she placed it on the bed.

“Huh? A strap-on?” Becca asked. “We already have -”

“Wait – this one’s different. Look – see this thing here,” she said, pointing out the scrotum-like pouch. “You fill it with liquid, or whatever, and squeeze it – that fills the rest of the thing.” She grasped the flexible probe and showed the tip of it to Becca. “See, there’s a little hole that the stuff comes out. When you go in all the way and press against me, a little squirt will shoot out. If you want to empty the whole thing, you just squeeze the pouch. Isn’t that sexy?!”

Becca regarded the instrument with wide eyes. Then she smiled and said, “Fill it with that yogurt, Kath.”

When the instrument had been prepared, Becca donned the harness and stroked the probe a few times with her hand. Then she pointed to the bed with an authoritative flair, and Kath, with excited eyes, got on the bed. She lay face up with her legs tightly together, and her hands covering her pussy. This was part of their play. Becca climbed on the bed and pried Kathy’s legs apart, and told her to get her hands away from her pussy.

Kathy moaned loudly when the probe entered her.

“Yes, my little slut,” Becca quavered, “Open up and take it.” She pumped slowly while Kathy got accustomed to its length. Then Becca lay prone and pressed her lips against Kathy’s. Their mouths locked in a passionate kiss, Becca pumped furiously as Kathy squirmed and moaned under her. Her passion was whetted by the thought that the sticky substance was being ‘ejaculated’ inside Kathy. Finally Becca reached down and gave the sac a good squeeze, and then slowly pulled out. The probe was coated with a creamy mixture of the yogurt and Kathy’s feminine juices. The translucent cream oozed from Kathy’s vaginal opening; some of it was on her dark pubic hair. Becca stared at the probe for a moment, and then unfastened the harness. She got between Kathy’s legs and fervently sucked on her womanhood. Kathy wordlessly and exuberantly voiced her pleasure through two climaxes.

Kathy panted, “Becca, that felt so good!”

“Mmmm, yes. Now why don’t you refill the strap-on and do me with it!”

Kathy giggled, and got up. A few moments later she returned with the harness secured on her hips and the probe sticking out like an erect cock. Becca was on the bed with her legs spread in anticipation. As Kathy got between her legs, Becca slightly raised her hips. Her labia creamed with her juices.

Kathy easily slid the probe in as Becca moaned. Then she lay prone on top of Becca and with a wide-eyed smile, and pumped with long, thorough strokes. Her arousal whetted after a moment, she gritted her teeth and pumped harder. Becca, her mouth wide open, gave a loud “AHH!” with each thrust. Kathy pumped and pumped, and did not stop until her hips ached and she had drained the instrument’s reservoir of cream. Then she lay on top of Becca, her probe still inside, occasionally wiggling.

After a few kisses, Becca said, “Okay missy, get busy down there.”

Kathy withdrew, knelt between Becca’s legs and removed her harness and probe. Then she got down and grasped her lover’s smooth thighs and gave oral attentions to her pussy. Slowly at first she lapped up the mixture of yogurt and Becca’s own cream. After getting all the external creaminess cleaned, she applied her whole mouth to Becca’s pussy and licked and sucked her through a climax.