DITW 11-19: Compliance

Hyun said, “There’s something under the towel,” and Kimmy told her to lift it out. Hyun did what Kimmy told her, lifting the toy out of the cloth bag, loosely cloaked in a white gym towel, laying it on her thighs. Kimmy watched Hyun peel back the towel folds to reveal the enormous veiny pole that much resembled Devlin Stone’s erection. Hyun’s face retracted in horror at the silicon monster’s sight.

“What is it?” Hyun’s question was soft and timid, and moot—there was no denying or mistaking what the thing wrapped in the towel was.

Kimmy said, “It’s my toy.”

Hyun shook her head in comical disbelief. “What do you do with it?”

“I use it when I need it.”

“Need it for what?” Hyun still wouldn’t touch it.

“When I miss what Devlin has.”

Hyun turned her eyes down and regarded the huge dildo with a small measure of sneering disgust, crinkling her cute nose. “You use this?”

“It’s clean,” she assured Hyun.

But cleanliness wasn’t what Hyun had implied, Hyun saying now, “I’m sure, but, I mean, what do you use it for? No, how do you use it?”

“Hold it. Lift it in your hands.”

Hyun contemplated the act for a moment, but there was no doubt she would do what Kimmy asked. At last, Hyun moved both hands to lift the penis up from her thighs, one hand cupping the molded balls, the other gripping the shaft just below the head. A sudden growling hunger purred in Kimmy’s belly, seeing Hyun’s innocent hands gripping such a malevolent thing.

“Why is it so big?” Hyun’s eyes marveled at the sight, disbelieving such a thing would be used for pleasure.

Kimmy’s legs stretched out on either side of Hyun’s haunches and she scooted closer to Hyun, enclosing her in the V of her opened legs. “Do you like it?”

Hyun turned up her nose and shook her head no.

“You don’t? I like seeing your hands holding it.”

“You do?”

“You have such pretty hands.”

“No, I don’t,” Hyun said. “Not compared to yours. You’re so elegant.”

“I love your hands,” Kimmy said and put her hands over the backs of Hyun’s, both women now holding this totem to Devlin Stone’s mighty organ. She caressed Hyun’s skin, stroked her wrists, closed her hands over Hyun’s, and helped Hyun stroke one hand up and down the shaft. “Would you believe this is the size of Devlin’s penis?”

“No,” she said and chuckled. Then her eyes flitted up to meet Kimmy’s. “It is?”

Kimmy nodded and smiled, still stroking it with Hyun’s hand.

Now she lowered the dildo, helping Hyun to guide it between her legs, Kimmy taking the base and holding it to her sex, letting the thing tower from between her hips like it was her own impressive organ.

“Devlin’s just as big,” she said to Hyun. “Stroke it for me. I want to see you stroke it.”

The act might have been too perverted for Hyun to perform, but she was engaged in play with her crush and she would comply. With pursed lips, she situated herself straighter between Kimmy’s open legs, wrapped both pretty hands around the thick shaft of the toy, then eased them up and down. An imaginary phallic thrill whistled through Kimmy, tickling up her back and tightening her nipples. The sheer masculine intimidation of owning such an outsized sex implement must be a wonderful thing. She herself had simmered to a gooey childish reduction that night in Devlin’s Mercedes, parked outside of her gym. And she smiled, flirting with the phantom notion of Josh between her legs, Josh stroking Devlin’s cock, both of them alone in their bedroom and worshipping the only redeeming quality of the worst man in both their lives.

She said to Hyun, “This is all Devlin’s got. Just a huge penis. He’s pretend smart, shallow, dumb. But he’s so hung and he’s so amazing in bed.”

Hyun said, “His isn’t really like this, is it?”

“It’s why I bought it. With this toy, I don’t need Devlin in my life. I reduced him to a plastic replacement.”

Before Hyun could respond, she was rolling forward, claiming Hyun’s mouth with a kiss, pushing Hyun back to lie on the bed, head at the footboard, the dildo dropping between their open legs. Hyun’s knees rose, stroking up Kimmy’s hips, smooth as silk. She suckled Hyun’s sweet, bursting nipples, making Hyun emit small chirrups of pleasure, the whole while Hyun running nails over Kimmy’s scalp. Kimmy’s hand found Hyun’s soaking pelt again, stroking her labia with the back of her thumb. Hyun gushed with excitement. With two fingers she stroked her little pussy with more purpose, getting Hyun’s breath coming in heaving, quivering gusts.

“Oh, fuck, Hyun, I love it, I love your wet little thing.”

Hyun whimpered and hugged Kimmy’s neck, pelting her temples and ears with kisses. Kimmy’s hand drifted from Hyun’s hungry pussy to the dildo, lifting the heft end and slicking it with all the wet from Hyun’s pussy.

Then she slowed, taking control of Hyun’s mouth with long, passionate kisses, bringing down the tempo of their lust. She brought the huge blunt end of the dildo between Hyun’s legs while overtop of her like a man, pinning her with kissing, introducing his engorged manhood to the woman. Hyun whimpered again as she felt the end of the toy push against her petals. Her back straightened, and she caressed Kimmy’s shoulders. “It’s too big,” she whispered.

“You’re wet enough.”

She eased the head of the cock into Hyun’s tiny nest, and Hyun whined complaint. Kimmy withdrew and re-entered. The Devlin replica pushed deeper this time, but met resistance. Hyun mewled and wriggled. Her little canal was too tight for entry.

Kimmy told her, “Get on your tummy.”

And as Hyun rolled over, ever compliant, Kimmy reached back for one of the pillows, brought it over and tucked it under Hyun’s tummy, lifting up her bottom. Now she took the time to appreciate Hyun’s rear end. Her hands circled the globes of her pale bottom. In the moonlight, Hyun’s slit was revealed in soaked glory; a pink twist of flesh fully swollen by sexual excitement, a pretty and enticing entry. But Hyun was shy, wiggling her bottom in protest, embarrassed by how much of her showed to Kimmy. But Kimmy made lusty sounds, peeling back Hyun’s butt cheeks to reveal better that sexual part of Hyun, the most secret and intimate part. Hyun stalled, ceasing her swaying hips, lured by the thought that Kimmy appreciated what showed. She stroked Hyun’s slit with the pad of her thumb and it went over like with no resistance, the membranes so greased Kimmy barely felt them.

Now, from this angle, she tried again to part Hyun’s flesh with the end of the huge dildo. Hyun raised her little tush, making moans of complaint, but wanting to please Kimmy with submission. The shaft sunk deeper, Hyun’s pussy swallowing the engorged head of the dildo, then snagging as the shaft widened. It wouldn’t go further, Hyun’s slick little petals sinking inside her vagina with the Devlin-proxy’s beefy width. The toy’s size wanted to push all of her sex outside-in, her feathery pubic hairs clinging to the silicon, disappearing inside her. She bleated a louder sound now and wriggled away from the penetration.

“It’s so big,” Hyun said, aroused but abashed, beaten by her body’s limits, pushed by her lover’s desire.

Kimmy rose to climb over Hyun’s back, one hand still gripping the dildo partly pushed inside Hyun. She kissed Hyun’s shoulder blade, trying again to ease it deeper inside her, but knowing Hyun wasn’t eager, and Hyun was too tight. There was a time when Kimmy had thought the same of herself, yet her desire had whipped her body into obedience, her own tight canal learning to accommodate something her dark desires wanted so bad. Hyun did not lust after a huge cock.

She kissed Hyun’s back and let go the pressure she applied with the dildo. Hyun’s tightness squeezed against the toy and it slid out of her body into Kimmy’s hand.

“I’m sorry,” Hyun said, ashamed and sullen.

Kimmy said nothing, sitting and listening to the whooshing of her racing heart in her eardrums. Her heart beat slowed. Hyun’s hands moved to cover her bottom, the shame Hyun felt rising too high for her to endure. Kimmy rose and covered her back again, kissing her shoulder, putting her naked front on Hyun’s naked back.

Hyun whispered, “Sorry.”

Kimmy interwove her fingers through Hyun’s, lacing from back to palm. She said, “Don’t fizzle on me, don’t you shrink.”

“I wish I was better,” Hyun said.

“You’re perfect,” Kimmy told her, wishing Hyun could accommodate her fantasies, comply with the method of her same-sex lovemaking, but not wanting Hyun’s temperament wounded, not wanting her to feel inadequate.

“Is Devlin really that big?”

“He is.”

Hyun said nothing, and Kimmy got the sense that Hyun might be jealous that Kimmy’s other extramarital lover could provide something that excited Kimmy so much.

“Do you like how big he is?”

Kimmy sighed, rose to her knees over Hyun’s back. Hyun quarter-turned so they could see each other. Kimmy smiled. “He fills me up, stretches me. It feels good, but he’s not . . . I don’t like him very much.”

“Then why are you with him? Why do you see him?”

“I told you,” she said, “that’s why I have the toy.”

Hyun stayed expressionless, thinking, then, at last, she smiled just a little. She rolled around between Kimmy’s legs, working her way around so she lay on her back, the light from the window falling on her face. She put her hands behind her head, looking up at Kimmy admiringly, exposing her breasts. Kimmy thumbed Hyun’s nipples while they regarded each other.

Now Hyun’s hands came from behind her head and stroked Kimmy’s thighs, up to her hips, then her waist. Hyun said, “It’s your turn.”

“You haven’t had your turn yet.” Which was true, and, if anything, the fizzling of their session could be better attributed to her fault; she was the one who’d failed to provide pleasure.

“I want you to lie down,” Hyun said.

Kimmy waited a beat, then knee-walked backward so she was no longer straddling Hyun. Hyun pulled the pillow out from under her and tossed it up with the others. Kimmy sat down, lay back, and watched as Hyun slipped off the bed, then went on her own knees to the drawer in the bedside table. She opened it, withdrew a box, opened the box’s lock with a key from the drawer. With the box opened, Hyun lay out on the bed next to her, a small and streamlined vibrator in classy white and blue, and a tube of personal lubricant. The secret stash of a single mother with difficult dating prospects and an enduring crush on her ex’s cousin’s wife. Kimmy bet Hyun had pleasured herself with this vibrator thinking of Kimmy; thinking of a night just like tonight.

Hyun climbed back up on the bed, bypassing the items she’d just retrieved and going instead for the bigger Devlin dick. Kimmy chuckled watching Hyun’s newfound confidence, showing off her own toy collection to her new friend from the neighborhood, and looking to keep the play going.

Kimmy asked her, “What are you going to do now?”

“Give you what you want,” Hyun said, sitting on her heels and taking the lube, squeezing out a small circle into one palm, the huge dick tucked under her arm. Then she put the dick down on her thighs and coated the end with her grip rolling circles on Devlin’s big cock head. Kimmy raised her knees and let her legs part. Hyun claimed the surrendered real estate, knee-walking between Kimmy’s legs and holding the huge rubber cock in one hand. She went over top of Kimmy, face to face, her silky hair falling to brush Kimmy’s nipples. She rubbed the cock head against Kimmy’s own soaking entry and Kimmy’s eyes narrowed with a sudden surge of warm, friendly lust.

Hyun whispered, “I’m not too big for you?”

Kimmy smiled wide, bursting inside, biting her lower lip and smiling. “You’re perfect,” she said as Hyun eased the cock head into her pussy.