Read Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wh15pr/a_brief_interlude_pt_1_of_9_f27f29_lactation/).
Amy was thrilled to find that her strapon was able to be adjusted to fit Sam, who was now looking down at the 12 inch alabaster cock now sprouting from her bronze groin. The contrast was stark and mesmerizing to her, and she rubbed her hands up and down the length of the shaft, imagining she could feel the sensation of it naturally. When Amy had jumped off the bed earlier, causing her breasts to bounce in a wonderfully enticing way, and opened the top drawer of one of her dressers a length of what Sam could now clearly tell was red rope escaped. She had no idea what Amy was rooting for until she came up with what had appeared to be a dildo with straps. Now she was wondering why she had never thought of something like this herself. As she caressed around the head of the cock an idea struck against her memories from hours before, and she waved to Amy to lay down in bed while she wandered into the dark. Sam wondered briefly if she would manage to knock over one of the candles or a lamp or something with this log swinging in front of her, but she managed to make it to the door of the bathroom unscathed. She opened the cabinet and found the two headed suction cup cock stalagmite from earlier, still waiting at attention. She gingerly picked it up and shut the cabinet and strode confidently back to the bedroom. She rounded the corner to see Amy laying on the bed, her legs spread and her right hand rubbing along her pussy while she sucked on her left pointer finger. She looked surprised at Sam’s find, and offered her a bottle of lube she must have stashed nearby.
“Get on your hands and knees for me, Ames” Sam commanded, as she popped upon the bottle of lube and squirted a line along the length of both shafts and her faux cock, making sure to get extra on the smaller of the two dildoheads. She recapped the bottle and set it on the dresser while Amy dutifully took a position, her rear facing toward the shiny, solid wood of her headboard while her head remained focused on the strapon.
“Mmmm,” Amy purred, “I like where your devious little mind went.”
Sam summoned up as much spit as she could and drew the suction cup end of the dildo to her mouth before making a show of licking it dripping wet. She then walked around and lined up the two rods with Amy’s holes, taking special care to ensure both would be able to penetrate her. She pushed the suction cup against the headboard in what she deemed the perfect location and gave it a solid tug to ensure it wouldn’t move. It remained dutifully attached and erectly pointing at both of Amy’s holes. Sam grabbed Amy’s hips and guided her to the dildo, gently impaling her pussy first upon the longer bottom rod. Her nipples ached with hardness watching Amy’s pussy swallow the head of the dildo, then slowly take in more, glistening inch by inch until the top rod pressed against her asshole. She then pulled her lover back, releasing those same inches before pressing her back down on them. Sam shifted her grip to hold a handful of each of Amy’s asscheeks when the top rod of the dildo pressed into her asshole the second time, and she spread them wide to ease its penetration.
“I’m ready. I can take it,” Amy encouraged.
Sam pulled her back by the ass until it was stretched to its limit keeping the smaller dildo at bay, finally releasing it into her and greedily gobbling up the milimeters.
“Ungh” Amy moaned as it penetrated her dark kiss. “Why does this feel so much better than when I do it?” she asked no one in particular.
Sam returned her grip to Amy’s waist and slowly fed more cock into her until she was hilted against the headboard. She reversed and pulled her back off of it until just before the top rod escaped her starfish, then, faster, pushed her back down to the hilt. She repeated this until the lower rod was gleaming with Amy’s juices and she was able to move her back and forth freely. She noted that Amy’s moans had grown more breathy and ragged as she progressed and wondered if she would be able to force her faux cock into Amy’s mouth before she came. She released Amy’s hips but she continued her back and forward motion, fucking herself against her bed. Sam wondered if the sheer volume of fluid she was leaking while watching her friend impale herself would leave a stain on the sheets, and decided she didn’t care.
Sam walked around to the foot of the bed, stroking her lubed cock. Amy’s half-lidded eyes were locked on her as she continued to fuck her tight pussy and tighter ass.
“Mmm, fuck me, Sammy. Fuck my throat. Don’t stop unless I tell you to.” Amy begged.
Sam needed no second prompting as she stood on the bed and guided the strapon to Amy’s mouth. Amy’s tongue darted out and lapped at its head each time she was able to reach it. Sam drew slowly forward and Amy lapped farther and farther down the cock, her spittle mixing with the lube and dripping to the bed. Soon the cock pressed against Amy’s lips and she began to suck it as she pressed forward. Sam would have given anything to feel the sensation of her lips naturally right now, but found that she was insanely aroused by it regardless. She pulled Amy’s hair out of her face with her right hand and looked down at her, but her friend was lost in a stupor by the sensations, her eyes fully closed and concentrating on the increasing triple penetration. With her left hand Sam kneaded her breast and squeezed her nipple, repeating her milking motion as she had earlier in the shower. Soon her right hand joined her left as she pressed slowly forward into Amy’s mouth.
Her faux cock was no longer leaving Amy’s mouth as she had several inches now between her cheeks at all times. Sam pulled back a short distance with her hips and thrusted back forward, pressing the cock against the back of Amy’s throat. Amy coughed lightly, and Sam could see tears welling in her eyes once again. Sam was alarmed at first, but, recalling Amy’s request not to stop, didn’t back down. She moved forward again and thrust into Amy’s mouth a second time, this time feeling a slight resistance before it gave way and allowed her deeper in. The tears were spread wide now across Amy’s eyelids, and her mascara started to run. Moving forward once more Sam thrust again, this time bypassing the resistance entirely. She leaned over and could see Amy’s throat distended where her faux cock had penetrated. She drew closer forward and thrust, this time pressing Amy’s nose against her and shoving the strapon fully into her friend’s eager mouth. Sam pulled back and thrust back into Amy’s mouth, watching as the force of it pushed her back onto the dildos penetrating her back holes. She roared with delight as she did it again and again, more and more forcefully pushing Amy back onto the twin rods. Amy sputtered and gagged and the tears and spittle ran freely down her face, dripping mascara and drool onto the sheets beneath her. She reached one hand around Sam as she reached the pinnacle of a thrust and grabbed her ass. The next time Sam pulled back Amy pulled her ass forward with as much force as possible, increasing the force of her penetration. Sam heeded the request and pushed the force with which she was facefucking her friend to the limits of her power. Amy groaned in pleasure and Sam shivered with a feeling of raw power, pushing her to new heights.
Before long Sam realized that Amy had started to tense up, and she knew she was about to cum. She reached down with her right hand and pulled Amy’s hair out of her face once more, this time their eyes finding each other. Amy’s eyes then pulled up into her head, leaving almost nothing but the whites showing as she began to shudder and quake in orgasmic ecstasy. Sam redoubled her efforts, thrusting into Amy’s mouth stronger than ever and forcing her to the hilt and back on the dildo heads over and over. Sam was overcome by the sight of Amy orgasming and pulled her right hand back up to her breast, shooting thin white streams of milk into the air and onto Amy’s back. Finally her strength failed her and she slowly withdrew from Amy’s mouth, watching with delight as her distended throat deflated back into its normal size and shape. As she fully exited Amy’s mouth she watched her friend collapse onto the bed, the two cocks pulled down and then bouncing back up and wobbling back and forth from the change in force. Sam leaned down to her friend and whispered worriedly in her ear “Ames, are you alright? Did I go too far?”
“Fuuuuck I needed that” Amy croaked. “And ice.” Amy stood up and walked around the divider while Sam unlatched the strapon. *I’m definitely getting one of these*, she thought, giving the faux cock one last tug.
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