Everyone is looking at the room, walking around to touch things, and is entranced by the look and smell of the room.
Vickie takes the lead. She moves Phyllis to a cross of some type that’s very low and on a slight angle, with the head up higher.
That’s smart; no headaches from blood rushing to the brain. They all assist, and soon Phyllis is strapped into the device. One by one, the dresses come off, and Phyllis is “forced” to eat pussy.
I’m amazed at her skill. Nobody lasted longer than ten minutes.
Not wanting to spoil their fun, I sit on the grass and massage Phyllis’s feet. I hold back some, I don’t want her to forget about eating pussy, but I want to give her pleasure. She has slightly longer than average toes. Their thin and nicely painted dark red. I rub my hands over her skin.
She tries to pull away, but the ropes are more than enough to hold her in place. Vickie steps up to me, and with a hand, she wants me to stand up and move forward. I get the hint. Phyllis has no idea I’m closer until my legs touch her thighs. She bucks her rear end but again, nothing she can do.
I slide my meat into her slowly. I hear a deep moan of satisfaction.
Sophia slaps Phyllis, “HEY! Keep eating!”
I chuckle; no way Sophia could eat a woman if I’m sliding into her slowly like I am with Phyllis. This is a new level of slowness for me. I still don’t want to cause her attention issues. I know it’s inevitable, but I can try.
My cock, glacially slow, presses into her quim. It’s a wonderful feeling. She’s a volcano of heat and desire. Plenty of lubrication here. I can feel everything as I slide in. I feel my cock head spreading the hole larger. I feel my shaft sliding against the walls. My thick and bulging veins hit the walls harder, providing more pleasure.
Phyllis is now unresponsive to even a slap. OK, she does scream and moan.
Sophia is pissed at me, “Fuck you, Bill. Couldn’t wait until I got off, could you?”
I ignore her as I continue to slide slowly in and out of this beautiful pussy. Sophia spots an opportunity for revenge. She turns around and harshly smashes Phyllis’s nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She releases and repeats until Phyllis has her first orgasm.
I pull out, and Sophia moves back into position so Phyllis can finish. Phyllis is now excited and takes it like a wild woman. Sophia orgasms in less than two minutes.
They release Phyllis and mom takes her to the beer keg. Everyone is clueless, but mom. She has a million-dollar smile on her face. She knows something the rest of us don’t. I don’t see how sitting on a chilled beer keg does anything for you, even if it’s got a dildo on top.
Phyllis is cautious as she straddles the device. Mom removes the chains around her hands which helps relieve some of her stress.
Mom gives instructions to Phyllis, “All I want you to do is hold on for your life and start counting to 1000 slowly.”
Phyllis gives her a surprisingly calm look, not understanding the impact of the next ten minutes or so. Heck, none of us did. Mom is overdoing it, I think; it’s not like this is a bucking bronco. Geez, mom.
Mom assures her, “We are right here to catch you. Just concentrate on the numbers as long as you can.”
How dumb does she think this woman is? She’s just sitting on a chilled dildo.
Phyllis uses two hands to hold an overly padded handle that someone made for the device. It’s a bar that comes up, over, and then down in a big “U” with thick padding. It’s in a perfect position in front of the ‘rider.’
Phyllis is sitting with her feet flat on the floor, two hands with a death grip on the handles, and she starts counting from one.
Congratulations, she can count. Why are we doing this? Why are we all watching?
Mom reaches down and pulls out a small joystick device sitting on the ground. Being black, it didn’t stand out. I look closer, and it’s simply two dials. Mom turns the right dial a tiny bit. The beer keg starts a soft humming. Phyllis’s back goes straight. Oooooooo, that’s no beer keg. Everyone is now giving the device a new level of respect and is watching closely.
Mom turns the knob more, and the noise is louder. Phyllis stumbles on a few numbers and is back to counting again. She skipped from thirty to forty-one. Phyllis is now slowly grinding on the dildo.
Sophia comments, “This seems more like a reward than a punishment.”
Mom grins, “Wait and watch.”
Thinking how it works in my mind if that whole “keg” is vibrating, that means that the dildo isn’t just up into her pussy; it’s vibrating the entire length. The exciting part is that mom has a lot more dial to go. What can the other dial possibly do?
Mom turns the dial more than I would have. The device is now making a medium loud noise, and Phyllis is holding on for dear life.
Her ability to count was just trashed.
I look closer, and she’s sweating buckets. Then I see the nipples explode into hard pebbles. It’s doing a number on her.
Mom turns the dial even more, and her eyes pop out. She can no longer speak. The noise is a bit irritating, but the floor show of a naked Phyllis and nipple sticking straight out is pretty damn hot. Vickie and Jane quickly move to her sides, just in case she falls off.
All eyes are feasting on Phyllis and the obvious pleasure running through her body. I’m ready to fuck her now.
I see mom turn the left dial some, and I thought Phyllis would stand up. She did scream long and hard. She’s trying to tell us something but can’t get the words out.
Mom assists her.
Mom is laughing as she says with a strong voice, “The right dial makes the Sybian vibrate her entire vagina with the most pleasure traveling through the dildo. The left dial makes that dildo rotate on an angle, like a leaning tree. So, it’s no longer just standing up. It’s tilted and hitting her pussy harder as it ROTATES. The more I turn the dial, the more it slants, and then more it pushes against her pussy.
“I’m a bit past four and on one for the dials, and she can just barely keep from exploding. Be ready to catch her. She may stand up or just fall over. It’s hard to say; each woman is different.”
Oh my. I can’t believe what she’s experiencing. They’re all going to want a ride tonight. I guess this is good. There is only one guy here and too many of them. I hate that they need this device, but I would hate inviting other guys more.
Mom moves both dials. The noise is annoying me to no end now. From the look of things, it won’t be long before she orgasms hard. I surprise them all by standing up and moving behind Phyllis, who couldn’t care less.
They’re all focused on Phyllis as she grinds harder front to back on the dildo. My big hands come from behind and grab her slippery breasts. I get the good squishy part. If I hold hard enough, I can hold her body. I have two fingers on her body and three on the bottom of her breasts. I rub her nipples right after mom increases both again.
Phyllis blasts off her seat and screams loud enough to test the soundproof walls. I feel her body shudder as her orgasm envelopes her body.
All too quickly, she is limp and unresponsive. Mom shuts the machine off. Jane pushes Phyllis out of the way as she battles Vickie for next. I pick Phyllis straight up and pull her to my body.