happily, while one hand delicately massaged her own
crotch. Jenna could see that this posy’s pussy wasn’t a lot different to her
own. Ironically it had less hair, and Mmerr’s moist and swollen inner lips were
clearly visible, and becoming even more so. Jenna hadn’t seen another female’s
anatomy close up, she’d never thought she’d want to, but Mmerr’s excited mound
was more attractive than she’d imagined. Sensing her gaze, Mmerr grinned over
at Jenna.
“I’ve never been good at saving the best till last, this
ride just does it for me. It connects with my spot inside, my nub outside, and
my tail, all at the same time.” She added unapologetically, “You’ll have to
excuse me, this is going to get noisy.”
Mmerr vaulted lithely onto the saddle. With considerable
delicacy she positioned herself over the gleaming tip of the up thrust phallus.
She used both hands to pull open her vulva, while her tail wrapped around the
vertical rod and carefully positioned it for entry. Then, in one smooth motion,
she sat. Jenna was amazed, not only at how easily Mmerr slid downwards, but
also at how deeply the phallus lodged inside her.
With a happy purr, Mmerr let her legs drop down on either
side of the device. Then, with her eyes closed, she began running her hands
over her breasts, while her tail snaked around to massage the area of her
clitoris.
Jenna was entranced, and could have watched for much longer,
but a bizarre apparition appeared at the edge of her vision.
It was Zhorta. The device she had chosen for this first
rotation was much less obscene than the one Mmerr was mated to. Somehow Zhorta
had squeezed her huge frame into a black jumpsuit. Clearly it was capable of
expanding to fit her body, but the effect was to make it appear as if she had
been dipped in liquid latex. To complete the picture, she was pulling a black,
full-face helmet down over her head. She reminded Jenna of a huge Harley-Momma
wearing black leathers.
“So tell me about these ‘toys’,” Jenna called to Ranisha.
“You are seated on a sensory chair, it is designed to
stimulate your erogenous zones, and only your erogenous zones. I am standing in
a body sheath, it will stimulate all my nerve endings. Zhorta is wearing a
virtual lover, it is intended to allow her to live-out her most secret
fantasies. And Mmerr is riding the self-stimulator, it is designed to give its
user maximum control over her sexual experience, and it concentrates sensation
largely in the genital area.”
“Activity will commence in thirty seconds,” droned the Reven
voice.
“Be calm Jenna, it will not be unpleasant,” reassured
Ranisha.
“Just relax,” came Zhorta’s muffled advice from behind her
helmet.
“And enjoy the ride,” finished Mmerr, with a throaty purr
that changed into a yowl of delight as somewhere a Reven flicked a switch.
The effect was not so sudden for Jenna, she had time to see
what was happening to the others. Mmerr’s ride had started to move, and it
appeared to be emitting a soft hum. Zhorta was making strange contortions in
mid-air, which looked to Jenna as if she were holding onto a basketball and
pounding it repeatedly between her thighs. Ranisha was by far the most
striking, the cylinder she was standing within had closed around her, melding
itself to her figure. She appeared to be encased in a shimmering rainbow, and
her body was tensed like a bow, her back arched, and her magnificent breasts
thrust forward. Her lips were slightly parted, and Jenna could hear a soft,
unearthly sound of incredible beauty coming from them.
Perhaps it was the sound Ranisha was making that made Jenna
feel more attuned to what was happening to her. The chair was definitely
starting to do things to her body. A fine layer of its substance had risen to
cover her breasts. She was aware of warmth there, and also down below her
waist.
But that was not all, a mass of sensations was starting to
affect her. She found that she could isolate
crotch. Jenna could see that this posy’s pussy wasn’t a lot different to her
own. Ironically it had less hair, and Mmerr’s moist and swollen inner lips were
clearly visible, and becoming even more so. Jenna hadn’t seen another female’s
anatomy close up, she’d never thought she’d want to, but Mmerr’s excited mound
was more attractive than she’d imagined. Sensing her gaze, Mmerr grinned over
at Jenna.
“I’ve never been good at saving the best till last, this
ride just does it for me. It connects with my spot inside, my nub outside, and
my tail, all at the same time.” She added unapologetically, “You’ll have to
excuse me, this is going to get noisy.”
Mmerr vaulted lithely onto the saddle. With considerable
delicacy she positioned herself over the gleaming tip of the up thrust phallus.
She used both hands to pull open her vulva, while her tail wrapped around the
vertical rod and carefully positioned it for entry. Then, in one smooth motion,
she sat. Jenna was amazed, not only at how easily Mmerr slid downwards, but
also at how deeply the phallus lodged inside her.
With a happy purr, Mmerr let her legs drop down on either
side of the device. Then, with her eyes closed, she began running her hands
over her breasts, while her tail snaked around to massage the area of her
clitoris.
Jenna was entranced, and could have watched for much longer,
but a bizarre apparition appeared at the edge of her vision.
It was Zhorta. The device she had chosen for this first
rotation was much less obscene than the one Mmerr was mated to. Somehow Zhorta
had squeezed her huge frame into a black jumpsuit. Clearly it was capable of
expanding to fit her body, but the effect was to make it appear as if she had
been dipped in liquid latex. To complete the picture, she was pulling a black,
full-face helmet down over her head. She reminded Jenna of a huge Harley-Momma
wearing black leathers.
“So tell me about these ‘toys’,” Jenna called to Ranisha.
“You are seated on a sensory chair, it is designed to
stimulate your erogenous zones, and only your erogenous zones. I am standing in
a body sheath, it will stimulate all my nerve endings. Zhorta is wearing a
virtual lover, it is intended to allow her to live-out her most secret
fantasies. And Mmerr is riding the self-stimulator, it is designed to give its
user maximum control over her sexual experience, and it concentrates sensation
largely in the genital area.”
“Activity will commence in thirty seconds,” droned the Reven
voice.
“Be calm Jenna, it will not be unpleasant,” reassured
Ranisha.
“Just relax,” came Zhorta’s muffled advice from behind her
helmet.
“And enjoy the ride,” finished Mmerr, with a throaty purr
that changed into a yowl of delight as somewhere a Reven flicked a switch.
The effect was not so sudden for Jenna, she had time to see
what was happening to the others. Mmerr’s ride had started to move, and it
appeared to be emitting a soft hum. Zhorta was making strange contortions in
mid-air, which looked to Jenna as if she were holding onto a basketball and
pounding it repeatedly between her thighs. Ranisha was by far the most
striking, the cylinder she was standing within had closed around her, melding
itself to her figure. She appeared to be encased in a shimmering rainbow, and
her body was tensed like a bow, her back arched, and her magnificent breasts
thrust forward. Her lips were slightly parted, and Jenna could hear a soft,
unearthly sound of incredible beauty coming from them.
Perhaps it was the sound Ranisha was making that made Jenna
feel more attuned to what was happening to her. The chair was definitely
starting to do things to her body. A fine layer of its substance had risen to
cover her breasts. She was aware of warmth there, and also down below her
waist.
But that was not all, a mass of sensations was starting to
affect her. She found that she could isolate
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