Kissing, Cuddling and Letting Machines Do the Fucking

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Charlotte and I both own saddle-style sex machines. I picked mine up a couple of years ago at a discount as that particular machine is no longer in production. Charlotte’s is a tad more premium, with more functions, including an up-and-down thrusting and cost a fair wallop more. I’ll confess to being a little jealous.

While my machine isn’t the fanciest and is a far cry from a Sybian or similar ultra-luxurious orgasmic gizmo, it is still very satisfying. With my favourite toys, I tend to go through cycles of using one almost exclusively for a couple of weeks before I feel like changing it up. My machine is the one I come back to the most.

A while back, before this virus nightmare separated us for what now seems like the entirety of the Holocene Epoch, it occurred to me that since we both own one, we could, and probably should, try them together.

So we did…

Charlotte and I stood over our machines. She wrapped her hand around the back of my head and kissed my neck while I slowly unbuttoned her blouse.

I returned her kisses with my own, gentle wet ones on her shoulder through the fabric of her top. My other hand drifted down her body, rubbing her through her jeans until her blouse slid from her body, exposing her braless torso. I love Charlotte’s body—every fucking inch of it. Her peachy round arse, her always smooth legs and pussy, her silky hair, those delicious, slightly plump lips, and those breasts. Oh, those breasts! They’re art in human form. Perfectly rounded, with large pale areolas surrounding plump nipples. I adore them.

She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head back, licking up my throat and grabbing a tit through my t-shirt. Her fingers found my nipple and tightly pinched it. Her body ground against my hand as I moaned. Pulling my head back again, her tongue flicking over my lips before a drop of her spit rested on them. She let go and slipped my t-shirt over my head. Reaching around to unclip my bra, she grabbed my hair again and gave me one more lustful kiss.

We knew it was time and finished undressing each other before we straddled our machines and set them going. Then, we embraced. With our devices doing all the work, we could lose ourselves in each other.

Charlotte’s lips locked with mine, our tongues meeting and inhaling her unique scent with every breath. We pulled each other closer. Her large breasts pushed up against my medium ones. Sweat trickled down our bodies. I felt so close to her, not just physically but emotionally. Her soft skin rubbing up against mine, her hot breath on my face, glimpses of those beautiful chestnut eyes filled with lust gazing upon me. And moreover, the sounds of our wet cunts being relentlessly fucked by two machines that would never quit.

Her hands found my hips, and she started rocking me back and forth against the machine’s dildo vibrating inside of me. Our thighs slapped together with each motion. My hands cupped her butt cheeks, gently lifting her up and down on her machine. She was fucking, and I carried on rocking. I took one of her nipples in my mouth, flicking my tongue over the tip, while she grabbed my head and forced me into her cleavage. Being smothered by her tits made me grind harder on the dildo. The vibrations sent electricity through my body.

We both moaned, kissing ever more passionately, trying to pull each other as close as we could without losing our balance. Charlotte’s hands returned to my hips as she rode her machine with increasing ferocity, biting into my neck as she neared her climax. Her nails clenched tightly around my skin, a little more delicious pain sending cascading waves of fiery pleasure through me.

Charlotte’s body spasmed backwards, my arms wrapped tighter around her as she squirmed herself to orgasm on the machine. The sight of her body in ecstasy enough to push me over the edge too, my grip once again pulling her toward me until we both sat kneeling, arms locked around each other, machines still fucking us beyond climax… sweating, exhausted, and so fucking satisfied.

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