And it wasn’t very long at all before Taylor gave out. “One last thing,” Anya said, laying Taylor’s head down on the table. “Oh, yeah,” Taylor moaned as Anya’s fingers tweaked her clit like the expert she was. Taylor gritted her teeth a bit at the cold, but tried to enjoy the finger work Anya was doing. Taylor was no virgin, but she was hardly a slut, either. Taylor’s pussy was filling up, slowly but surely, with hard plastic cock, and the rest of her body was reacting to the sexy sensation of being filled. She nearly climaxed right there, but managed to hold on as the phallus slipped from her body. She was just super horny, stuffed with two different plastic penises, and despite two of the best orgasms she’d ever had, frantically needed another one. ” Taylor hissed loudly, surprised she could even say that. ” Anya asked, kindly stroking Taylor’s sweat-drenched hair away from her face. All Taylor could feel was the pleasure shooting out of her ass, and the beating of her heart.
Taylor tied her hair back in a loose ponytail, grabbed her sunglasses, and got out of the car. Anya started her slow, but built the speed quickly, and within a few minutes, Taylor was walking as fast as she could and breathing heavily. Then her hands came back up the sides of Taylor’s back before crossing her shoulders and running down the singer’s arms. “Time to turn over, rolling this shoulder towards me, yes? “But, but-” “Have done your butt, darling-dear,” Anya said with a smile as she came up towards Taylor’s head. Then neck.” The masseuse leaned in close and whispered the next bit in Taylor’s ear. Anya took some lotion and spread it over her hands before dripping some on Taylor’s collarbone. She awoke to Anya pressing a cool cloth against her head. “We’re not done yet.” “Oh, Anya,” Taylor said, trying to sit up. Taylor wasn’t an anal virgin, either, but she’d only done it twice, and hadn’t enjoyed it either time.But again, if she did, he’d totally be down for it. Seriously, I’m THIS CLOSE to giving up, guys, so maybe a little “thanks” every now and then would help. My whole body still feels like it’s tingling, and it’s been 48 hours! The country starlet didn’t know if the room was air conditioned or not, but right now she was willing to bet it wasn’t. She kept having to wipe sweat from her brow to keep it out of her eyes. Of course, she wasn’t feeling like her whole body was tingling or anything yet, but she figured that came later. “Very good, for beginner, darling-dear,” Anya said at one point. ” Taylor was still sweating – was the heat on in this room? It helped to be naked save for her shorts and panties. She had the softest touch with her hands, and seemed to really like Taylor, too. She’d been gyrating about the room topless for more than an hour now, what would it hurt for Anya to see her naked? Taking a deep breath, Taylor reached down and yanked her short-shorts and the small pair of white panties hidden underneath them right off. She was surprised to find a bottle of water with a straw resting right beneath the face-pillow her head was resting in. But it felt good, and soon Anya’s hands joined them.If you’re opposed to Lesbian Sex, go read something else. If you’re too young to be reading this according to your local laws and regulations and whatnot, wow, that sucks. Constructive criticism is welcome too, so long as it’s not just “You suck.” I’m good with “you suck,” so long as you explain, ideally in detail, what I did wrong that made said story suck. Trust me, I already know most people don’t like me, and I’ll just assume you don’t, too, so why waste your time and mine? ” That had been the voicemail message from Emma Stone that had gotten Taylor Swift in her car and traveling to this hidden little gym on the outskirts of LA. But her heart was pounding, and she was getting in a good run. “You wear too much, Taylor,” Anya said a moment or two later. Her skin was doing a fine job bleeding off the excess heat, even if it left her covered in sweat and wishing she could take a shower. “Okay, you’re all Pilated,” Anya said when the session finally ended. Anya was about to rub her whole body down anyway, and Taylor didn’t see any towel to hide under anyway. Standing up with the small tuft of blonde fur above her crotch on full display, she stood there, letting Anya drink in the sight of her. “Drink some water, darling-dear,” Anya said as she busied herself beside Taylor. ” Taylor took a sip, but tried to focus on catching her breath. They felt great, and Anya took her time spreading the oil out over Taylor’s back and arms.Taylor’s clit, already sensitive from it’s earlier orgasm, responded faster, and seemingly with more intensity. “Anya, I’m going to-” “No you aren’t, darling-dear,” Anya said, pulling her fingers from Taylor’s snatch. She’d tell Anya her social security number, her bank passwords, even where she kept that memory card with that little video she and Kellie Pickler had made during Kellie’s bachlorette party, when they’d had a little too much to drink and Kellie had been complaining about not getting laid until after the wedding… “Whoops,” Anya said, having dropped the heavily lubed dildo to the floor. – as she climbed up onto the table, positioning herself above Taylor’s butt. Anya gently pressed the tip of her new cock against the entrance to Taylor’s ass, using her hand to guide the large phallus into line. And suddenly, Anya bottomed out, her strap-covered crotch pressed fully against the small, firm globes of Taylor’s buttocks.The blonde superstar felt her body ratcheting up towards orgasm so much faster than it had the first time. ” Taylor gasped as Anya’s fingers found sensitive new spots to touch. The singer almost cried, feeling the rush of blood and hormones immediately start to drain away. “Please, Anya,” Taylor pleaded, but the short redhead ignored her, instead dropping down to squat next to the massage table. Taylor took a deep breath, and Anya slapped her butt. Breathe as I enter you, or it will hurt more.” Taylor forced herself to breathe, reminding herself that she’d just had something in her ass. Taylor managed to pry her eyes open and glance over at the mirrored wall, amazed at the sexiness she saw. Taylor couldn’t think of anyone better to stretch her tight little ass so perfectly.As she strolled towards the building, another woman dressed in exercise gear came out, and she was practically glowing. Anya encouraged her the entire time, mixing in statements of how well Taylor was doing, and how well she looked. She did this several times, and Taylor felt downright heavenly as the short redhead worked her over. Always.” “Always trust Anya,” Taylor agreed, mindlessly. “Place arms over edge of table please.” Taylor did as she was told, letting her arms drop down off the side of the massage table. ” Anya said, placing a hand on Taylor’s right shoulder. She wanted to take the little redhead in her arms and make her feel as good as she’d just made Taylor feel. With strong hands and smarts to use his cock inside Anya well. “Then pussy.” Taylor nearly gasped, her nethers growing wet just at the word pussy. The singer got excited when the little redhead started rubbing the oil in, but Anya never touched Taylor’s nipples, despite them being so very hard. ” This time, Anya did what Taylor wanted, slamming the large dildo into the young star, then pulling it out before repeating the process. But her arms were weak, and she realized she hadn’t been out that long, maybe a minute. The second time had ended with her breaking up with the guy she’d been dating, and she’d sworn off anal forever after that. So much so, Taylor worried she’d slip if she sat down on a chair at that moment. Here she was, laying naked on a table with a strange woman, a huge dildo shoved up her pussy, about to get another one in the ass.