La Suite (22 page)

“That’s you,
isn’t it, Gaëlle,” Dani said, speaking loudly because she couldn’t
hear herself. “Do I look good? Pinch my nipples if you think I look
sexy.”

Gaëlle reached
out to Dani’s nipples and pinched them. She remembered from their
afternoon exploration that Dani had said that, as a result of
breast feeding, her nipples were not especially sensitive, so she
pinched them again, squeezing them hard between finger and
thumb.

“Uh!” Dani
grunted.

Gaëlle could
see the muscles of Dani’s stomach tense up.

“So, do I look
good?”

Gaëlle pinched
the nipples yet again, extracting another grunt from Dani.

“Time for a
longer thrust,” David said, adjusting the arm on the machine. Now,
the dildo was penetrating Dani, but not deeply. It retreated to
just between the labia then rose, but only a centimetre or two.
Again Dani tried to lower herself onto it without success.

“More,” she
moaned. “I want it deeper in me.”

David adjusted
the machine again, but instead of going deeper, it went faster,
jiggling at the entrance to his wife’s vagina. Over the next
minutes, her grunts became more frequent and regular, before she
spoke again. “Please, David darling, make it go deeper. I want to
be filled. You can use the big one if you want. Anything, but make
it go deeper.”

“What do you
think, Gaëlle?” David asked her. He held up a dildo of eye-watering
size, shaped like a large cone and at least the diameter of his
fist at its widest point. “Shall we use this one? She can’t always
take it, but you heard her say she wanted it.”

Gaëlle
hesitated. Dani hadn’t exactly said she wanted the big dildo used
in her, but who was she to put an interpretation on the words? She
could imagine how this monster would feel, forcing the walls of
Dani’s vagina apart as it drove into her. The thought of observing
Dani while that happened both thrilled and worried her.

“Use it,” she
said.

David stopped
the motor and attached the big dildo to the arm. This time his
adjustment meant that the tip of the dildo was deep between Dani’s
labia, poised at the entrance to her vagina. She wriggled and
whimpered. “It’s the big one, I know it is! I didn’t mean it,
David! I can’t…Oh, I can’t take it! Please, Gaëlle, don’t let him
do this to me! “

“Our rule is
that she can’t go back on what she has offered,” David told Gaëlle.
“Go on. Start the motor.”

Dani was still
moaning inarticulately. Gaëlle reached down and put her finger on
the start button. Did she dare to submit her friend to this? She
wasn’t sure. Then she thought of all the occasions when she had put
herself through experiences that had petrified her in advance, and
yet had given her shattering pleasure. She pushed the button. The
arm moved slowly upwards. Gaëlle used her fingers to part Dani’s
labia. The wider part of the dildo began to work its way inside
Dani’s body. She was shaking her head.

“It’s too big.
It’s much too thick. It’s going to tear me apart.” Contradicting
her protest, though, Dani was bump-and-grinding her hips, like the
most obscene of strippers, trying to work the dildo deeper into
her. She whimpered again and Gaëlle stopped the machine. “Don’t you
dare turn it off!” Dani shouted, her voice raw-edged with emotion.
“I can take it. I have to take it. I have a right to be fucked as I
want!”

Gaëlle started
the machine again. David made a further adjustment, to increase the
range of movement of the dildo.

Dani’s voice
rose almost to a scream. “Yes!” she cried. “I want it. I want it in
me! I need it! Deeper, deeper!”

Gaëlle’s eyes
felt like they were popping out of her head. Dani was taking all
her weight on her wrists, so that she could raise her legs, holding
them wide apart, and giving more profound access to the dildo. The
huge plastic penis was burying itself inside Dani’s vagina. When it
pulled back, Gaëlle could see the outer rim being distorted. Soon,
the entire bulk of it was inside Dani’s sex. Only the dildo’s
narrow neck, where it was attached to the machine, was visible.

“Now, full
speed!” Dani demanded.

David turned a
knob and the dildo began to bounce up and down inside his wife’s
sex.

Gaëlle could
see it moving inside, on the skin of Dani’s belly. Dani was
shouting and cursing, laughing and groaning until finally she came,
shaking like a leaf from head to foot and squirting powerfully.
Gaëlle watched with a mix of admiration for Dani’s courage and envy
of the strength of her orgasm.

When his wife
had finished shaking, David released the rope and lowered her to
the floor, then removed the blindfold and earplugs.

“Gaëlle, can
you hold Dani’s upper body?” he asked. “I have to pull this out,
before she contracts around it.”

Gaëlle kneeled
beside Dani, who was still quivering. The easiest way for her to
immobilize Dani was to put the weight of her naked torso across
Dani’s bare breasts. She felt her erect nipples rubbing against the
hard currants of Dani’s nipples. Dani tensed up and wrapped her
arms round Gaëlle as David began to pull on the massive dildo.
Gaëlle tried to make herself heavier, to keep Dani flat on the
floor. The fingers of Dani’s right hand began to slide down
Gaëlle’s spine, tracing its course into her knickers. The hand
probed between her buttocks and then between her thighs until Dani
was able to slip two fingers into Gaëlle’s vagina.

There was a
distinct sound, like a boot being pulled out of mud, and Gaëlle
heard David’s sigh of relief as the dildo came free. She was about
to move, when Dani clasped her tight round the upper body with her
spare arm. The fingers in Gaëlle’s sex became more urgent. She was
aware that her juices were running down her inner thigh. Then she
felt Dani’s fingers come into contact with the barbell through her
piercing.

“What’s this?
Dani murmured in her ear.

“New piercing,”
Gaëlle answered. “Do you want to have a look?”

Dani released
Gaëlle and got to her knees. She bent over Gaëlle’s belly, pulled
her knickers aside and parted her labia. “Come and look, David,”
she called. “Gaëlle has a piercing, really deep in her pussy.”

Gaëlle lay back
and allowed herself to be inspected. She’d been enjoying Dani’s
caresses and rather regretted that they seemed to have been put on
hold. However, she did take pleasure in the admiration they were
showing for her new piercing, even if it was only with the
temporary barbell.

“I didn’t think
it was possible to pierce so deeply,” David said, so Gaëlle had to
explain that relatively few women were able to wear a triangle
decoration.

“Is that your
usual ring for it?” Dani asked.

“No. I have yet
to find one I can wear every day, although I do have a special pin
that I think looks great. I haven’t been able to wear it for more
than a few minutes, so far, though.”

“What’s so
special about it?” David asked.

“It’s hard to
explain in words. I can show you, though, if you want. It isn’t
pretty, but I hope it makes me look erotic. “

“If we let you
show your special thing to us, will you let David and me fuck you?”
Dani asked. Gaëlle jumped.

“Pardon? Did I
hear you right?”

Dani kissed her
gently on the lips. “I’m sorry. That wasn’t very subtle, was it?
Blame that dildo, it makes me very vulgar. Let me try again. Do you
remember when I had to leave after we’d explored each other all
afternoon? What was the last thing you said to me?”

Gaëlle thought
back ten years or more, then she nodded. “I asked if you would
consider Jérôme or David joining us,” she said.

“Exactly! And
since Jérôme can’t, will David do?”

Gaëlle thought
for a moment. She hadn’t had straight sex with a man since Jérôme.
Maybe it was the right time to accept this offer, with someone she
knew and liked. It had to be an improvement on Odile’s experiences
with men whose only qualification stuck out from between their
thighs.

“I want you to
see my pin first,” she said. “Perhaps when you see it in place, you
won’t want to fuck me, singly or together.”

“Do you have it
with you? Will you show it to us before you put it in, if there’s
something unsightly about it when it’s in place?” David asked.

“No. You’ll be
the first people to see me wearing it, and that’s how I want you to
see it,” Gaëlle said. “When I’ve shown you it, I’ll be ready for
both of you to fuck me as long and as hard and in any way you
want.”

“We may hold
you to that,” Dani warned her. “David has a lot of stamina.”

Gaëlle went
back downstairs to get her handbag. The pin was in a side pocket.
She took the box out but didn’t open it yet. She shouted up the
stairs.

“Where can I go
to put it in?”

“There’s a
cloakroom just on your right. You can even lock yourself in, if you
like, so we can’t peep!” Dani called.

There was a
mirror in the cloakroom, and Gaëlle took a moment to look at
herself. Her upper body was bare, and her nipples were standing out
rock hard. Her white cotton knickers were showing a damp patch down
by the crotch, evidence that she’d been turned on by watching Dani.
If she’d realized that this was going to be a sexy evening, she’d
have put on something more appropriate, she reflected. She dropped
her knickers around one ankle and put the other foot up on the
toilet seat. It took some time and care to wiggle the barbell out
of the piercing. When it was done, she had to pause for a moment to
breathe properly before bending over again to fit Jérôme’s pin. It
was easier than the first time she’d tried, for which she was
grateful. It wasn’t quite as painful this time, either. The hole
must have healed properly.

She
straightened up. She didn’t dare to look as she turned the pin so
that it was positioned as intended, sitting horizontally across the
cleft of her sex. The lights around the mirror were designed for
doing makeup rather than for inspecting one’s pubic mound, she
realized. She’d have to balance on the lavatory seat to see how she
looked. She climbed up and stood erect, so the lights shone
brightly on her belly. With the pin in place, her clitoris hood and
inner labia were significantly distended. They protruded from the
slot of her sex, looking anything but neat or natural, and were
already deep red and angry-looking with engorged blood. Her swollen
clitoris looked as if it was peering blindly over the pin from
inside its hood. Gaëlle carefully pushed the hood back, to expose
her clitoris as much as possible. She was ready. She pulled her
knickers back up, being careful not to pull them tight against the
newly stretched hood and labia. She opened the door and went out,
very conscious that already she was in discomfort.

“Well!” Dani
said from the top of the stairs. “That took long enough. I hope it
was worth it!”

“It is for me.
You’ll have to judge for yourselves,” Gaëlle said. She made her way
gingerly to the top of the stairs and followed Dani back down the
corridor to the playroom. David was sitting on a stool,
waiting.

“I should tell
you that I don’t altogether understand my own motivation for what
I’m about to show you,” Gaëlle said, wincing. “The triangle
piercing was something that I wanted to have done because it was
anatomically possible for me, whereas for most women it isn’t.
Wearing this pin is physically quite distressing. The best analogy
I can give you is of a wound, which is at that stage of healing
when it’s hot, itching and throbbing. I know it isn’t pretty, but
I’ve spent the last twenty years doing my best to look attractive
and sexy and I felt it was time I tried something that was
different. If you tell me it looks horrendously ugly, I can’t help
that. Right now, this is how I want to present myself when I
choose.”

She turned her
back, pulled her knickers down and stepped out of them. She took a
deep breath and turned to face Dani and David, pushing her hips
forward. She kept her thighs together so the clitoris hood and
inner labia protruded as if her sex had been split open.

“Oh my
goodness!” Dani cried out. “What have you done to yourself? Let me
see.”

Dani got on her
knees beside Gaëlle and peered closely. “Oh, your poor, pretty
little pussy, Gaëlle! It’s usually so neat, so tidy! It must be
hurting you, surely? Isn’t it?”

“It’s almost
unbearable,” Gaëlle admitted through clenched teeth. “But that’s
what I want, don’t you understand? I want to look and feel obscene
and ugly for once, but also as sexual as possible.”

David
approached Gaëlle and looked closely at her sex. He held out the
back of his hand towards it. “I can feel the heat from you,
Gaëlle,” he said. “I don’t think it would be good for you to keep
the pin in place for too much longer. But I do understand your
desire. You’re quite right. You do look obscene, but also amazingly
sexy.”

He kneeled down
in front of Gaëlle, gently moved her thighs apart and pressed his
lips against her swollen, distended labia. His tongue brushed the
tip of her jutting clitoris, setting off a chain reaction that ran
through the clitoris, the labia and up through the pulsing walls of
her vagina. In the mirror, Gaëlle could see the reflection of
herself, a woman wearing only stockings, thrusting her hips
forward, her mouth hanging open as the power of her orgasm was
expressed in one long, lung-bursting, animal howl. Then her knees
gave way and she collapsed on the floor, sobbing.

“Please take it
out for me, Dani. It hurts so much,” she begged, when she could
speak again.

David said.
“Can you tolerate it for a moment longer, Gaëlle? Can you stand
up?”

She nodded, and
struggled to her feet.

“Legs apart,
just as you were a moment ago, will you?” David asked. “Now, Dani,
stand close beside Gaëlle, please. That’s it, hang your hand over
her shoulder to caress her breast. I don’t imagine you’ll do this
too often, so a photo will remind us all of how you look tonight.”
There was no flash from the camera, but David seemed satisfied.