The Sybian Club

Chapter Six

Tasha was still amazed at how Max didn't seem threatened at all by the presence of the Sybian in their basement. She was riding it at least three to four times a week now. The more rides she gave out during the week, the more it seemed to call to her. Sitting on the other side of the door listening to the sounds of pleasure emanating from the little room was bad enough, but she was often called in to videotape, which was worse.

On those days, after seeing woman after woman rocking on top of the machine, the images mirroring what she'd been watching on the Internet and the DVDs they'd ordered months ago, her pussy was dripping and aching by the time Max got home for dinner. She could barely make it through the chicken stir-fry and brown rice or whatever she'd managed to throw together before racing back downstairs to the machine.

But Max didn't seem to mind. Probably because her sex drive had increased exponentially. She'd never been a slouch in that department, but now she was a powerhouse, and Max was taking it in stride. In fact, he loved nothing better than to tease her about it. And he was merciless! His fingers would creep up her thigh during dinner, his eyes bright as he pressed them against her panties. He'd just tease her a little, carrying on a normal conversation while she squirmed in her chair and poked rice around her plate, waiting for him to finish.

Today was worse than most, too, because Ashley had come again (oh God, she had come… and come!) and they had ridden double for a while. It was funny, but Tasha couldn't just settle for a five or ten minute ride anymore. One orgasm or two wasn't enough. The amount of pleasure the Sybian was able to give her just kept edging upward every time, it seemed. Tasha glanced at Max, who was getting another helping, feeling a little guilty. She hadn't told him… Ashley was still her little secret.

"Hey, baby," Tasha said, getting up and putting her plate on the sink-a hopeful hint. "I got a new catalog today that I want to talk to you about."

Max leaned back in his chair, his smile widening. "Uh-oh."

"Look…" She found it in the stack on the counter, coming to slide her chair next to his and opening it beside his plate. "See?"

"You've already got things circled!" he laughed, flipping through. "Whoa… I like this one…"

She glanced at the machine, low to the ground, a thick dildo attached. "They've got all kinds of 'fucking machines'… that's what they're called… just think of the variety we could offer!"

He gave her a sidelong look, and then grinned. "We're gonna need a bigger room."

"Well…" She bit her lip and put her hand on his leg, sliding her bottom closer, pressing her thigh against his. "With what we've made from the Sybian alone, I know we can afford it…"

He nodded, back to flipping pages. "Oooo, I'd like to see you on this…"

"Buy me one, then." Her hand slid further up his thigh, seeking the stiff heat between them, and found it. He leaned back a little, taking the catalog with him, as she freed his cock.

"Mmmm yeah…" His voice came from behind the magazine as he looked at women in all sorts of positions, their pussies being filled by various dildos, driven by the force of a machine. "Get down there and suck it, baby."

Eager to comply, she slid down under the kitchen table, tugging his trousers down enough so she could work without restraint. Tasha loved sucking cock, and Max's was the most beautiful and responsive one she had ever had in her mouth. It stood straight up, the length of it nearly touching the underside of the table when it was free, the head a perfect, round mushroom, the thick, veiny length pulsing under her hand.

She wiggled herself between his legs, and he eased his chair back, giving her more room to move. Her tongue traveled the distance between his balls and the tip of his cock in one long, slow, ice-cream lick. He groaned and shifted when she swirled the wet heat of her tongue around the head and then took him into her mouth. She kept her hands on his thighs as she sucked him, working just her mouth up and down his shaft, trying to aim him for the back of her throat.

"Ohhh yeah…" he sighed, tossing the magazine onto the table, his eyes closing, his head going back. If he had to choose just one, this would be the sexual act that he would pick as his favorite, and Tasha had a way with blowjobs, there was no doubt about it. Nothing could beat eagerness and skill put together.

"I wanna go for a ride," she whispered, still teasing the head, probing the hole there with her tongue, tasting his pre-cum.

He smiled, but didn't open his eyes. "Lemme check and see if you're ready…"

Sliding up between his legs, Tasha stood, pulling up her skirt and tugging down her panties. He squeezed the crotch of her panties first, noting the wetness, and then sought the smooth flesh of her pussy lips. Her labia was already slick with her juices, and the heat of her slit radiated like a little furnace when he spread her lips with his fingers to look at the pink inside.

His finger traced her clit in circles and she moaned, quickly working the buttons on her blouse. Max watched as she unhooked her bra and tugged at her nipples, her eyes half-closed in pleasure.

"Turn around," he instructed, and she did as she was told, spreading her legs and pushing his plate to the other end of the table so she could rest her flushed cheek against the cool surface. Her legs were long and slim, but her pussy lips were fat and swollen under her tight little asshole, so pink at the center with its dark halo border.

"Oh God," she whispered when he pressed his finger against the tight ring of her ass. She spread her legs wider, going up on her toes.

"I brought you a little present," Max murmured, working his finger gently in, twisting it around until she was taking just the tip. "It was delivered to work today."

She glanced over her shoulder at him, her eyes bright. "A new toy?"

Smiling, he stood, removing his finger and pressing the head of his cock against her pussy lips. They parted and his eyes closed briefly as he slid easily into her.

"Max!" Tasha gasped in surprise and arched back against him.

"Just don't want you to forget what that feels like." He winked, sliding his now-slick cock from her and slapping it across her ass.

She moaned. "Not likely."

"Is the Sybian all ready?" His cock head made a wet trail from her asshole to her clit and back again.

"Yes," she whimpered. He pulled her up from the table, his mouth capturing hers, the kiss hungry and eager and promising, their tongues searching for something more.

"Undress," he said, sitting back down in the chair to stroke himself while she slid off her blouse and bra. He unzipped her skirt in back and watched her wiggle it down her hips, teasing him with the sight of her exposed sex. "In my coat pocket."

Tasha dashed toward the living room, clapping her hands, and Max smiled as he loosened his tie, pulling it over his head without undoing it, and working the buttons on his shirt as he stepped out of his trousers.

"Max!" she squealed from the other room and his grin widened as he left his trousers and shirt folded neatly over the chair and started toward the sound of her voice, completely naked now. He hadn't taken more than two steps when she burst through the doorway, holding her new toy in her hand. "I didn't even know they made these!"

"Ready to try it out?" He took the Sybian attachment from her, holding it up in his hand.

"More than ready!" She wiggled herself against him with a mischievous smile, her nipples brushing his chest. "Come on!"

She was bounding down the basement stairs before he could say a word. Max met her down there and she already had the machine placed on the low stool they had rigged up just for their own play sessions. Tasha could sit and ride, and it was at the perfect height for her to take him into her mouth.

"Gimme!" She grabbed the accessory, attaching it to the machine and then kneeling down to study it. The two cock-shaped dildos curved up from the base, one right in front of the other. The one in back was thinner and had a more angled curve. That was the one that would go into her ass, she knew.

Max had his cock in his hand as he sat in the chair. He would always watch a while first before moving in to join her. Tasha loved looking over and seeing his hand moving up and down the shaft, squeezing the head. It made her mouth water.

She grabbed the big bottle of lube-they had invested in the super sized ones-and squirted a huge glob on the tip of the thinner dildo. She went a little lighter on the other one, because her pussy felt like Niagara Falls already. Straddling the machine, she aimed each of the cocks carefully, lining herself up.

"Oh!" she cried, discovering that the thick one could slide easily into her pussy, but the tight ring of her ass was going to resist the slimmer one, even with all the lubrication she'd used. Just like real anal, she thought with a wince, reaching her hands back and spreading her ass to make some more room.

The cock in her pussy slipped easily as she rocked, slowly easing the head of the slender dildo into her ass. She could feel the stretch, and she bit her lip, knowing if she could just get past… there! The head popped past that tight band of muscle, and then she was home free. Still, she went slow, eyes closed, working it in, inch by inch.

When she opened her eyes, Max was watching her with his cock squeezed hard in his fist. The look on his face was hungry. She knew it wouldn't be long before she had him in her mouth, and she smiled in anticipation.

"How does it feel?" he asked, his fingers rubbing over the head of his cock.

"Fucking fantastic," she gasped, wiggling down onto the base and rubbing her clit over the ridge. If it felt this good now… what was going to happen when she turned the Sybian on? She wondered. Reaching down for the controls, she started slow, just turning the vibration up a few notches.

Her whole body responded, sinking into the pleasure. She'd been waiting for this all day! She could feel the toy in her ass vibrating, too, sending shivers up her spine. She felt so full, both her pussy and her ass stuffed with a dildo, and the sensation was very different. Tasha took a deep breath and started the rotation.

"Oh God!" she moaned as the cock up inside of her began to move. Only the one in her pussy rotated, but the cock in her ass! It was curved sharply, pressing through the thin membrane and rubbing up against the dildo as it turned inside of her pussy, creating an incredible sensation with every pass.

"Like it?" Max inquired, standing now and walking toward her.

She reached for him, and when he came near, she pressed her cheek against his hip, holding on tight. She rocked against the machine, her mouth making a little pout as she rode, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. Max pressed his cock to her lips and she moaned, taking him into her mouth. If there was anything better than being in her mouth in the first place, it had to be a blowjob from Tasha when she was riding the Sybian.

Normally eager for his cock, she turned into a hungry animal on the machine, sucking and stroking him for everything she was worth. Today was no exception-in fact, she seemed even more excited, moaning around his length, her body bucking against the Sybian.

"Oh God, I love it in my ass!" she groaned, stroking him against her cheek. Her eyes were glazed, and he knew she was close to her first orgasm. "It's so fucking good, baby!'

"That's my girl," he murmured, his fingers moving in the short, black wings of her hair, easing himself back between her lips. He wanted to feel her mouth tighten on him when she came. It wasn't long. Seconds. Her throat vibrated with her moan, her body stiff for a moment and then quivering, her mouth tightening and releasing on his cock like he knew her little pussy was spasming on the machine.

She didn't stop. Tasha had really learned how to ride, and now she was a pro. She had the controls on her thigh, and turned them down to a gentle buzz while she recovered, using the time to give some conscious attention to Max's cock. She licked the head, kissing it, cooing over it as she rode the wave of her orgasm downward.

And then she turned the speed back up again. Just a little. Then a little more. The cock in her ass was fucking incredible! She turned the rotation back up, moaning when the cock in her pussy passed against the pressure of the cock shoved up her ass. Taking Max into her mouth again, she grabbed onto his ass, pulling him in deep, wanting to feel completely filled.

"Oh fuck!" he groaned as she swallowed around his shaft, her throat tightening against the head of his cock. The sensation was beyond words.

She pulled her head back, her eyes wild as she looked up at him. "Fuck my throat, baby… make me gag on it!"

The speed of the machine was moving up again, toward the middle to high range, and she was going for another ride. Max grabbed the back of her head, aiming his cock into her mouth. She took him, sucking greedily at first as he moved in and out, shoving himself between her lips.

"Ah, God, baby, take it!" he growled, thrusting his hips forward and burying his cock into her throat. She did gag, her eyes watering, but she made hungry, eager noises, wanting more. He'd never seen her like this, one hand clutching his ass, pulling him in even harder. Her body was quivering again, and he knew she was coming. He could feel the tightening in her mouth, her eyes closing with it.

He rocked his hips, driving his cock deep, using her mouth like a hot, wet little pussy. Tasha moaned and gagged again, her hand tightening into a fist against his ass. She pulled back for a moment to take a breath, panting, turning the speed down a little, but not as much as before.

She was covered with a fine sheen of sweat, her breasts glistening with it, her tummy, too. Her eyes were dazed, as if she weren't quite really all there, and he knew that she wasn't. She was fiddling with the controls, turning them up again.

Tasha was lost, the heat between her legs like some unquenchable fire, and she kept rubbing and rubbing, trying to put it out. Her orgasms were beginning to come faster, closer, running together, like continuous waves. The dildo in her ass was buried deep, pressing against some magic spot inside of her and she couldn't seem to get enough of it.

Max pressed his cock against her lips again and she opened for him, feeling the thick swell of his flesh in her mouth, her pussy beginning to spasm again with her climax. She tried to hold out, but she couldn't. The machine was relentless, driving her onward, upward, and she came again, Max's cock buried deep in her throat.

"Fuck, Tash!" Max groaned, grabbing the back of her head and thrusting deep. He was coming! The thick, hot surge of it filled her throat and she swallowed around him, as fast as she could, white fluid dribbling from the corners of her mouth and down her chin. She caught the little flood with her fingers, licking them as he pulled himself out of her mouth with a groan.

"Oh baby," she whimpered, leaning in to him, holding on. "It's so good… I can't stand it…"

"Yes you can," he murmured, letting her use him for support as her hips continued to rock against the Sybian. "Don't stop…"

"Nooooo," she moaned, grabbing his hips and pressing her forehead against the hard muscles of his belly. Her pussy was a wet pulse between her thighs, her ass stretched and taut, the sensation building again… again! "Yes… ohhh yes… yes!"

She kept on riding. It would be another hour before Tasha climbed down, wet and trembling, into her husband's arms.