[this is a sequel to Ray and Jan, which should be read first to understand this one.]

 

Ray’s Jam                by: By Frances El                © 2000

 

The white plastic tabletop almost hid the sheet of lined white paper. She picked it up and read.

"Ray -

I’ve had enough of living with a guy who thinks he’s a girl, and can’t get better even after 5 years in therapy. Take this marriage and stuff it up your ass, like Jeff and Danny did to you. I’m leaving with Marcia, and don’t try to trace us.

J."

Dr. Terri Lorman arrived at 3:35, having canceled the rest of her appointments and gone by her apartment. Robin had sat quietly and drunk cup after cup of coffee, thinking about the situation and what it meant. Terri’s knock made her jump, which caused a twinge in her butt, and then she slowly eased up and went to the door.

"Hey, Hon, how are you doing?" were Terri’s first words.

"Actually, I think I’m doing quite well," Robin answered. "I just..." and she didn’t finish the sentence.

"C’mon," urged Terri, "let’s sit down. In here or the kitchen?"

"Kitchen," Robin said almost automatically. "I’ve got coffee and there are some things to eat."

Terri looked over the selection in the kitchen, the freezer, and the pantry. "Nah, I don’t feel like fixing anything," she stated, then went to the phone and called in an order for Chinese food.

Robin had gotten another cup and saucer down, and had poured coffee for Terri and herself. Remembering that Terri liked milk, she’d found the creamer and filled it from the refrigerator. When they were both done, they met at the table and Terri sat down, then watched as Robin slowly eased herself down.

"Uh, what’s going on? Are you sore?" There was concern in Terri’s voice.

"Um..." Robin blushed, bright red under her makeup.

"Tell me, Robin. Now."

"I, I was looking for Jan, and when I got to the bedroom, I..."

"What?"

"The sheets were all twisted and rumpled, like they’d been at it, and the whole room reeked of sex, and, and, I guess I just was overwhelmed... I went over and got a bigger plug. I just, I just suddenly wanted a much bigger one in me. I felt, oh, God, I felt empty with just the little one you put in me."

She gasped, afraid to tell her therapist this, and realized that it would come out eventually. So somehow she pushed ahead, against the cold steel of her fear.

"I, I don’t mean that I didn’t like you putting that one in me, in fact I really, really loved you doing that, but I wanted a bigger one, it just feels better inside."

Robin stopped, embarrassed and ashamed, unsure of what else to say.

Terri licked her lips and considered her answer for two, maybe three seconds.

"That’s fine, Hon, you know I was only trying to help you get here and through this. I surprised myself by doing that," she said.

"Ah," Robin sighed. "I thought you..."

"What? That I was taking you over?" Her voice was almost a gasp.

"Um, uh, yeah, or something."

"Is that what you want? Do you want me to take over?"

Robin couldn’t even bring herself to raise her face. By now she was staring at her hands, folded in her lap. She was visibly trembling, every nerve raw and alive.

She barely nodded, afraid Terri would tell her it wasn’t possible.

"Come with me," Terri said, standing up.

Robin slowly eased herself up from the table and stood carefully, then smoothed her skirt down.

"Into the living room," she said, and stood, watching Robin walk away from her. The twitch and swish of her ass cheeks was not highly exaggerated, but it was definitely there.

"Stop." Robin halted. "Did you use a lot of lubricant? What did you use?"

"I used K-Y Jelly. I like to use a lot because it lasts, and I don’t get too dry inside. It, feels squishy, like I’m wet, like, you know, like I’m a woman."

"Um hmm," Terri said. "Okay, where’s your purse?"

"In the den by the sofa," Robin answered. "Why?"

"Chinese," came the answer, and as she walked back into the room with a hand full of cash the doorbell rang.

Terri finished one of the cartons and looked up to see Robin delicately wiping her lips.

"I’ve got to go powder my nose," she said, "because I drank a couple of pots of coffee waiting for you to get here this afternoon."

"Um, I see," said Terri. "Think I’ll do the same."

Robin eased herself up and carefully tilted her pelvis until it was apparent from her facial expression that the butt plug was comfortably seated.

On a whim, Terri said, "Come here."

Robin stepped over to her. Terri reached her hand around to Robin’s fanny, and caressed the cheeks. Finding nothing protruding, she dropped her hand and slid it up under her skirt. She followed Robin’s stockinged leg up from the knee to the rubbery welt at the top of her thigh, then to the nylon-covered ass cheeks. And then she found the solidness which marked the base of the plug.

Terri pushed against the plug, and then let off. Robin almost swooned, swaying there beside her.

"Oh, My, God!" Robin breathed.

"Um, you like that?"

"Oh, God, yes!" Robin’s hand gently caressed Terri’s hair, almost like a lover’s.

"I want to see how big this plug is," Terri said, and rose. "Let’s go."

In the bedroom, Robin opened the drawer on Ray’s side of the bed and there were the two remaining plugs, one a six inch rubbery one with a tube and a bulb attached, the other an incredibly huge nine-inch black jelly monster which must have been three inches around if a millimeter. It had a gigantic head on it and bulging veins running down the sides, and a handle jutted from its base.

"Oh, Sweet Jesus!" moaned Terri. "What in the WORLD?"

"This little one inflates, pumps up when the bulb is squeezed," Robin said. "It goes in pretty easy but can be really painful if it’s left in me all night."

"I can imagine!" Terri was stunned beyond belief - she was getting turned on by these dildoes! She felt a trickle on her thigh - and realized she was already so aroused she’d soaked through her panties!

Gulping, she pointed at the black monster. "And that?" She had extreme difficulty controlling her voice. Her throat was dry, as though all her saliva had run down to her pussy.

"That’s Luther, or what Jan calls Luther. If it weren’t jelly, I’d be dead. She works - well, she worked - these into me one by one until I was open enough to take Luther, then she’d squirt an entire tube of K-Y into me and lube up Luther, and start. At first she had to tie my hands to the bed frame, because I was so afraid, but after she’d filled me up with it a couple of times I actually found it rather fulfilling. He curves around inside and gives me a sensation of - well, I can’t describe it. It’s like getting fucked by a horse, I guess. I have almost continuous orgasms when I’m getting fucked by Luther."

Terri suddenly sat down on the bed. "Christ, Hon, I’m so goddamn horny right now I don’t know what to do."

"I do," Robin said, and quickly unbuttoned Terri’s blouse. She pulled it off her shoulders and tossed it over a chair, then pushed Terri back flat on the bed and stripped off her shoes and slacks. Leaving the bra and panties on, Robin quickly knelt on the floor and pulled Terri’s bottom toward her mouth, with her tongue meeting Terri’s left knee and sliding sensuously up the inside of her already wet thigh.

Five minutes later Terri had had three huge orgasms, and was lying there quivering, gasping, sweating. And wearing soaking wet panties. Robin hadn’t even touched her sex!

"It was the butt plugs, wasn’t it?" Robin asked.

Gasping, Terri answered, "Yes."

"Oh, Dear, I’ve GOT to go pee!" and Robin carefully eased herself up to her feet.

"I want to watch," Terri said.

Robin reached out her hand and pulled Terri up off the bed. "Hurry or I’ll go right here!"

In the bathroom Robin pulled up her skirt and slip, then slid her lacy pale pink nylon tricot Olga panties down. She pulled the nylon thong down in the center of her crotch just enough to clear her cock head, and let go. It sounded like a cow peeing on a flat rock. She groaned in the agony of release.

Terri had moved to stand directly in front of her and had watched carefully as Robin had adjusted her panties to be able to pee sitting down. Somehow this, too, excited her - beyond any reasonable amount.

My God, she thought, I’m a Doctor. I’ve done my internships and have studied it all. I’m a trained and licensed psychiatrist. I handle cases like this all day long, every day. But this... this is just blowing my mind!! She suddenly felt yet more juice flowing down her thighs, and almost unconsciously rubbed them together. They slipped back and forth effortlessly, and her vaginal lips were stimulated by the movement.

She gasped in recognition of her emotional onslaught. She had just realized she was in love with Robin Hamilton!

"Robin!" she gasped. "Oh, Honey! Please, we’ve got to... I want you to... I need you... let’s please go to bed, now! God, I’m dying for you!"

Robin’s cock almost ripped the thong off and the large butt plug out of hir ass. Even hir nipples jumped.

My God! he thought. She DOES want me!! Oh, Oh!!

Somehow the two of them got into the bedroom. The messy sheets were a moot point, Robin’s blouse and skirt were quickly tossed, and Terri’s bra and panties were flung. Terri spent several tense moments working the silken cord off Robin’s cock head, but when she succeeded, the massive pillar of heat-seeking moisture missile flew up into launch position, leaving absolutely no possibility of doubt that she was going to get fucked - and good.

A twist and Terri was on her back, thighs spread, and Robin, hir glued-on breast forms hanging, thong panties jerked to one side so the plug was still held in, and hir stockings still encasing hir hairless legs, simply lowered herself until her flaming hot cock plunged unerringly into Terri’s soaking wet pleasure pit.

The simultaneous groan that the two of them began when Robin’s red-hot cock head first entered Terri’s boiling vagina turned into a shout of ecstasy mixed with a deep grunt as the cock bottomed out against the cervix and their pubic bones slammed together. Robin was suddenly certain that even if she hadn’t shaved herself into a neat triangle, it wouldn’t have mattered - there still wouldn’t have been anywhere near enough little pubies to cushion that blow.

They lay crushed together for a moment, staring each other in the eye. Funny, they both spoke at exactly the same moment:

"Oh, God, I love you!" and started as they realized what they were doing, and how they felt about each other. Then Robin eased herself up off Terri’s chest. As Robin’s nipples came clear, they grazed against Terri’s, and Terri twitched at the stimulation.

Robin felt that twitch all around her balls, and along the length of her rock-hard shaft. She began to move, and they were fucking.

They were swept away, Terri by the huge superhot shaft plunging in and out of her flaming pussy and the intermittent swipes of Robin’s nipples against her own; and Robin by the astoundingly tight pussy grasping her male organ, while her prostate was being worked over by the mid-sized butt plug, the seven-inch long shaft pushing her insides around, the dog-like knot at the base locking the plug in her, and the thong holding it in no matter what she did.

And they fucked. Terri began to come, and wailed and cried and sobbed and shrieked and beat her fists on Robin’s back. Robin came, in huge jets of white-hot sperm, but never went soft, and just started pumping again after a few moments of deep tongue kissing.

And they fucked - until they reached their limit. Robin finally slumped off to the side and curled her arm under Terri’s head.

"Oh, Darling, I never thought you felt the same way about me..." Robin began.

"Oh! My Heart! I’ve loved you dearly ever since that second visit! When you stood there and told me why I couldn’t be your therapist!"

"Ah, I understand. Well, thank you, thank you, thank you..."

"My God! It’s after two a.m.! We’ve been at it since what? Six? I can’t believe we’ve been doing it that long!!"

"I can’t believe I’ve been doing it with YOU. You are the first person to ever accept me, and to care for me just the way I am."

"Oh, Honey, my Robin, darling, I couldn’t NOT love you. You’re so, so, perfect, just the way you are!"

"Whew. That’s almost too much to take, especially at this stage. I need to go to the bathroom, and I think that some security measures are in order in case what’s-her-name decides to come back."

"Ah, good idea. Um, I suppose we could go to my place... do you have something you could put on in the morning to get you back here?"

"Oh, yeah, good idea. Let me, uh..."

Robin woke up, and looked around, lost. Then he remembered he was in Terri’s bed, and then he remembered what they’d done last night. His pee hard suddenly was twice its length and hardness. And his nylon nightgown slithering over it didn’t help any, either.

He rolled over and headed for the bathroom, relieving himself the way he preferred: sitting down. Wiping himself, he pulled up his panties and went looking for Terri.

She was in the kitchen, fixing breakfast. She smiled and they kissed and hugged and she made him sit down before they did something to spoil breakfast, and he made a joke about that, and then she put a plate of hot food in front of him and they ate like they hadn’t seen food in months.

They got back to his place at 2:30, after stopping at the mall and buying a bunch of clothes for him - mostly bras, panties, hose, some shoes and an assortment of everyday blouses and skirts, a few pair of slacks and a jumper or two. He stopped in the cosmetic store and picked up a couple of hundred dollars’ worth of his colors, which the clerk had on a card with his Robin name on it.

After checking the house to be sure Jan hadn’t come back, they drove into the garage and closed the door behind them, then toted all the goodies inside.

Tired after all their exertions, Robin whipped up some tuna salad and made sandwiches, serving them with hot tea and some light cookies. Refreshed, he looked at Terri with a serious expression.

"Um, this may be somewhat precocious, but I would like to ask you to marry me, to be my wife. And if you say yes, then we’ll need a place to live. And this house is a reasonably nice place, close in to work and still quiet, etc., etc. Which would mean I should change all the locks and get the garage door re-coded, etc. I haven’t talked to my lawyer yet, but, with that note and the tape, I think this place is mine free and clear."

He fell silent. Terri sat still, not saying anything. Suddenly he felt as though he’d seriously overstepped his bounds, and had ruined it all. He panicked, and tried to figure some way to apologize to her, when he suddenly noticed the tears flowing down her cheeks.

"What... Terri? Are you okay? Did I... have I..."

His former therapist pushed herself back from the table and stood up, unsteadily, as though she’d been drinking for days. She stepped sideways to get around the table and nearly fell into him, rattling the dishes and spilling tea. Her arms snaked around his neck, and held him tightly.

Crying at first, then bawling like a baby, Terri just curled up in his lap and cried, and cried and cried and cried. She finally got to the hiccups, her chest heaving, and drained at last, slumped down against his chest.

Robin carried her into the bedroom and moved to lay her down, intending to let her nap. She wouldn’t let go of his neck, so he eased her over and lay down beside her. She just kept nuzzling her face into his neck and chest. After a bit he fell asleep.

He awoke to the feel of something deliriously magnificent on his cock. Looking down, he saw Terri’s brunette curls bobbing up and down on his masculinity, and then he felt her finger wiggle deeper into his ass, closer to his prostate - and there came the payload! With a muffled shout, his hips shot up off the bed and he poured himself into her sucking mouth, feeling her swallowing him and trying to get his cock down her throat. He was stunned at how astoundingly erotic that felt! No wonder those goons had wanted him to take it all the way down!

Drained, he slumped back onto the sheets, finding he was nude. She must have stripped his clothes off while he was asleep.

Terri straightened up, showing him she was topless, and wearing a pair of shiny black panties. With a start, he realized those were the double-donged rubber panties Jan had sometimes used! And he immediately knew Terri was turned on, a lot.

"Oh, Baby," he said, his voice husky. "Did you enjoy that even half as much as I did?"

"More, Lover, I’m wearing these utterly magnificent panties! What a great collection you have! I’m going after some more of those toys in a minute, I just got sidetracked by this hot wand dancing around over here in the center of the bed."

"Um, it was wonderful. Enjoy, Terri. Now I feel like I need a nap."

"Yeah, you sleep and get your energy up. This may be a long night for you." Her smile was radiant. He fell asleep in moments, even watching her tight little ass wiggling at him as she bent over, going through the adult toy-filled drawers.

 

 

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