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I recently moved to Maine from California and was concerned that I would not be able to continue my lifestyle without certain sacrifices. As a sister of Sappho, I felt that it would be difficult to find similarly minded women. Boy, {or girl}, was I wrong!

My second week here, I took time from work to continue unpacking and to find the best location in the house for my 'play' room. This is where I keep my toys, a soft bed and the other accouterments of sex. I finally decided on the attic room. Not only did it provide a panoramic view of the White Mountains, but was certainly private enough so my moans and the buzzing of my vibrators would not be heard by anyone, even the neighbor whose pool and back yard were within view.

I positioned a rocker near the window which stretches from ceiling to floor and opened the box containing all my goodies. The first item I saw was a pair of handcuffs I had been given by a guard at a California Correctional facility and felt myself getting turned on thinking of the times my friends and I had used them. I hoped that I would be able to use them in the near future but turned my attention to the other items in the crate. It surprised me to discover that I had accumulated 6 dildoes {two of which were double ended and two which were for anal use}, 7 vibrators, a collection of jellies, creams, my x rated video collection and magazines.

I decided to strap on my butterfly to hold me over during the unpacking. For those women who are ignorant of this device, it straps around your waist and thighs and has a vibrator which conforms to the shape of the vagina. There is a protrusion designed to stimulate the clitoris and the speed can be controlled by a hand held unit. Since I wanted to enjoy a relaxing afternoon, I set the speed on low, but still twitched at the wonderful feelings it provided. It is designed to be worn under clothes and is rarely loud enough to be heard. There have been many times that I have worn it in public with no one the wiser. It provides what I call a low level orgasm. Not enough to cause me to moan too loudly, but enough to lubricate me for other activities.

I turned on each vibrator as it was removed from the box, to be sure that the batteries were still working, and paused to think of the many sexual adventures each had provided. Visions of shaved and unshaved pussies drifted across my mind as I experienced my first orgasm. I am not sure what it is about the sight of a shaved beaver that I love, but nothing gets me wetter than seeing the beauty of pink lips and an erect clit. Usually, I try to keep my lips and clit completely bald in the summer, but since winters here are so cold, I will probably have to change that routine.

I decided to delay putting the items in the chest I have for them in order to masturbate. After removing the butterfly, I slowly began fingering my clit while I decided which toy or toys to use. Usually, I love to play with myself while deciding as it gets my cunt juicy and I almost always get some new idea to play out. I immediately thought of Sherri. She was the most amorous friend I had known, was also clean shaven and looked no more than eighteen. Her long brown hair and soft curves led us to many fantasies with her as an innocent school girl or cheerleader. I loved playing the teacher and felt myself coming again thinking of the lessons I had given her and she me. Hopefully, she would be able to visit me soon.

I finally decided to use the pulsating vibrator on my pussy as it would leave my hands free for other areas. I selected one of the thinner dildoes for my ass and began lubricating it with some k y jelly. I try and save the flavored creams for company. I set the rocker back as far as it would go, put the vibrator into my pussy and turned sideways to begin oiling my ass. As soon as I felt it wet enough, I inserted the dildo about two inches into my bung hole. I can still feel the ripples of pleasure as my sphincter tightened around the plastic. Once inserted, I turned the vibrator on and watched it move in and out and sideways. I grasped the dildo and began a slow and rhythmic back and forth rocking motion. It didn't take long for the double penetration to cause me to whimper with pleasure. I moved the dildo slower to try and match the speed of the vibrator and felt a number of smaller orgasms. Since I couldn't control the speed of the vibrator I reached down and grabbed another.

My arms were weak from sex and butt fucking myself with the dildo and I had a hard time exchanging the vibrators. The second one was much faster and it was not long before I cried out and began quivering. It is difficult to describe the pleasure I get from double dipping, but I rarely come less than five times. I sometimes use a third vibrator to stroke my clit, but it becomes sensitive easily from the buzzing so I end up using my fingers.

I'm not sure how long I plunged the toys in and out of my holes, but by the time I heard the doorbell ring, I was nearly exhausted. I debated whether or not to ignore the visitor but decided that it may be someone interested in joining me.

After wiping off my toys, I put on a robe and went downstairs to see who it was. At the door was an attractive blonde with huge breasts and with her was a younger woman built similarly to Sherri. They were my next door neighbors and apologized for waking me up. {I obviously looked somewhat of a mess.} I invited them in and said no apology was needed as I was interested in meeting them and the opportunity for conversation. The older woman, Lynn, was a widow whose husband had died in battle and the younger, Carol was her roomate {a freshman at Umaine Gorham}. I provided coffee for them and nearly forgot about my earlier activities. I wasn't sure, but thought that Carol was giving me a knowing glance.

After several hours of talk about the residents and local issues, I got the distinct impression that Carol was desperate for a woman. They left with an open invitation to visit them at any hour for any need and allowed me access to their pool.

After closing the door, I showered and returned to the attic to continue unpacking. As I stored my equipment, I looked out the window and saw Carol lying in a lawn chair by the pool. Although she was on her stomach, it was easy to see that she had no suit. I sat in the chair and was elated as she turned onto her back to reveal not only a beautiful set of tits, but a pussy with just wisps of hair. I felt my free hand begin to knead my breasts through my t shirt and knew my shorts would soon rest on the table.

My reverie was disturbed by the sound of Lynn going somewhere in her car. When I looked back, I saw Carol looking up at me. I wished that I could join her. I kept stroking my nipples as her chest heaved. I nearly came as she lifted her legs and splayed them over the sides of the lawn chair. I removed my shorts as I watched her fingers slowly stroke her nipples to hardness. Her hands slid down her stomach until the rested on her mons veneris. She parted her lips with one hand and inserted two fingers into her twat. I began to rub my clit as I watched her push her fingers in and out while rubbing her clit with the other hand. I rocked from another orgasm and from the expression on her face could tell that she had done the same. She removed her fingers and started to lick and suck them. I followed suit and wondered how sweet her juices must be. She seemed to enjoy the taste as much as I was and reached behind her to produce what appeared to be a home made dildo. It was made from some dough, but had been crafted with a number of nubs on it. She slid her fingers up and down her clit while she sucked the dildo to lubricate it.

I shook with anticipation as she slowly lowered the pseudo cock to her now wet pussy. I inserted a small dildo into my twat and put a thumb on my clit. She started slowly moving the dildo in and out and kept licking her fingers. I tried to match her motions and felt incredibly aroused with my voyeurism. Slowly we increased the speed of our thrusts and I reveled at the way she moved her ass and pussy up and down on the lawn chair. She took her dripping fingers and reached behind her. As she inserted one into her ass, I swore that I heard her moans from my chair. I would have liked to copy her actions, but needed a free hand for the binoculars.

Her hands alternated motions in her love holes and it seemed only moments before we were both convulsing with orgasms even more intense than I had felt earlier in the afternoon.

As I sat in the chair, as spent as I have felt in years, Carol dove into the water. She swam the length of the pool a few times and toweled off, spending considerable time wiping down her breasts. As she gathered her items to go to the house, I swore she looked in my direction and winked.

I knew that it would be uncomfortable to deal with Lynn should anything happen between Carol and me, but I knew that I wanted to love her as I have no other woman. I could almost taste the sweetness of her young tits pussy and ass and decided that at the first opportunity, I would feel her out about her feelings towards me.

It was only two days before I got that opportunity, but that is another story.