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Violet Rose 2/3 by Ann Douglas (ff)
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Subject: AnnD: Violet Rose - (02/03) - ff
Date: Sun, 23 Jul 1995 06:10:03 UTC
-Violet Rose-
Part Two
by Ann Douglas
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Ok babe, I'm out of here." called out Mark
as he emerged from the back room. "I'm going to
meet Peter at the gym."
Ok dear, have fun." the salesgirl called out as
Mark quickly crossed the shop and out the door.
"That is one good looking guy." Sharon
commented, not even realizing she'd said it out
loud.
"That he is," the woman behind the counter
agreed. "But I'm afraid you'd be in the wrong
ballpark with that one."
Sharon looked a little confused.
"He's gay." she clarified.
"You're kidding." Sharon said.
"Ok, I'm kidding. He's not gay - only his
boyfriend is." was the reply with a smile.
Sharon cursed her luck and really didn't hear
what the salesgirl said next.
"So what's your pleasure this afternoon."
she repeated.
"I think he just walked out that door."
Sharon said under her breath. Then she replied in
a louder tone. "I'm still really not sure, maybe you
can suggest something."
"Certainly." came a cheery reply. "Can I
interest you in a vibrator?"
"Hmmm." Sharon murmured as she looked
down at the samples. "I actually have one of those,
and all of these seem to look pretty much like it.
Unless you've got something a little more powerful.
You know, something that Black and Decker might
make, a super-vibrator with four D-cells."
"No, I'm afraid they haven't gotten around to
that yet." she replied laughingly. "It's a pity though.
I'm sure their missing a untapped market. I know
I'd buy one."
Sharon laughed. "Well I guess a dildo then, I
don't have one of those."
"Ok, lets see what we can do then." said the
salesgirl as she brought a tray of samples out and put
them on the counter. "We pride ourselves on our
selection."
Sharon was impressed by the woman's
demeanor. Regardless of her occupation, she took
her work seriously.
"Have you been doing this long?" Sharon
asked as she picked up a small dildo and examined
it. "Been a salesgirl I mean?"
"Oh I'm not part of the hired help like Mark."
she grinned. "I own this place."
"Really?" a surprised Sharon asked.
"Yes, really. My names Violet Carey. Violet
Rose to my friends."
"Nice to meet you, Violet Rose." Sharon
said as she extended her hand, to be met by a
firm handshake. "Sharon Byrnes."
Somehow, she had thought that a store like
this would be owned by some businessman who hid
his name behind a screen of dummy corporations.
Someone who wanted the profits but didn't want his
name associated with this type of enterprise.
"So now that we've been introduced, what
say we get down to business." Violet said. "Would
this be for personal use or where you planning to use
it on someone else. If so would that be vaginal or
anal use."
"I'm afraid I don't understand." Sharon said.
"Well its quite simple actually." Violet
explained. "Would you be using this on a man, say
your husband or boyfriend?"
"Oh, no chance of that, I'm afraid." Sharon
answered. "Both categories are pretty empty
these days."
"I see. I asked because that would give me
an indication as to size." Violet said. "Do you have
any preference as to color. Quite a few woman
seem to like this model. " she said as she held up a
large black hued rubber phallic. "Although I'd bet
none of their lovers ever see it."
"I've never had an interest in that direction."
Sharon said as she admired the craftsmanship and
detail that had gone into the product. It even had
tiny veins on the sides.
"It was just a thought." Violet said as she
put down the dark rubber cock and picked up
another to show Sharon.
The two woman chatted as they went.
Sharon found it amusing to be buying a sex-toy in
a store like this. Violet acted like she was selling a
scarf in Macy's. After examining a few more
models, Sharon asked if Violet had a personal
preference.
"Sure," Violet said with a broad grin. "Wait
a second, it's behind the other counter."
Violet returned a few seconds later, holding
a rather large piece of rubber. She dropped in on
the counter. Sharon was taken aback by its size, it
had to be at least 10 inches long and thicker than any
she had seen so far. It was also a strap-on.
"I think that's a little too big." Sharon said
as she ran her gaze up and down it's length. It
was as detailed as the smaller black one she had
admired earlier. "I'd never be able to handle
anything that big." she admitted.
"Oh you'd be surprised at what you can
handle." Violet said as she ran her fingers across the
dildo. "As long as the right person is on the other
end of it."
Sharon looked deep into Violet's enveloping
smile. She'd have had to have be pretty stupid not
to have noticed that Violet was as gay as she said
Mark had been. And that she had been coming on
to her since she'd come into the store.
Not that Sharon felt awkward in being hit on
by another woman. Back in her college days, she'd
experimented a little with girl-sex. After that, she'd
had a brief lesbian romp with a girlfriend following
her divorce. But those had all been with girls that
she would've described as feminine. This was the
first time she'd drawn the attention of a butch. An
attention that she found herself enjoying.
"It does sound interesting." Sharon said.
"But since I don't live in the city, I'd hate to buy
something that I'd have to come all the way back to
the city to return. That is if you can return such
things."
"Well there's an easy way around that."
Violet said beaming.
"And that would be?"
"I'd be happy to give you a demonstration."
Sharon's face now also beamed.
Violet led Sharon to the back room.
Surprisingly, instead of the storeroom she expected,
Sharon found a small one room apartment. It had a
couch, television, refrigerator and microwave. All
the comforts of home.
"Do you live here?" Sharon asked as she
looked around.
"No," Violet said as she pulled the blinds,
flooding the room with sunlight. "It's just a place to
crash when someone needs it."
"Pretty nice, I......."
Sharon was cut off in mid-sentence as Voilet
abruptly grabbed her and pulled her against her large
breasts. Any cry she might've wanted to make was
cut off by the crush of Violet's lips against her own.
The kiss was forceful, aggressive, more like
that of man than a woman. Yet at the same time, it
was exciting and intoxicating. It had been a very
long time since Sharon had wanted to be taken
forcefully by someone. Violet had connected with a
primitive desire that was usually buried deep inside.
Continuing their exchange of lust filled
kisses, Violet slid her hand beneath Sharon's blouse
and fondled her smaller breasts. With practiced
ease, she undid the front clip of her bra, letting her
round globes fall free.
Sharon moaned softly as strong fingers
played with her nipples. Violet's touch was a
combination of both rough and gentle. Almost
immediately, both nipples were rock hard.
Pulling against the yellow blouse, Violet
ripped it open, sending several buttons popping
to the floor. Sharon didn't have time to worry about
how she was going to repair the damage to her
outfit. Grabbing one of her now free hanging
mounds, Violet lifted it to her eager mouth.
"Oh God, yes." Sharon sighed as she felt
the alternating pain and delight of Violet's teeth and
tongue working on her sensitive tips.
"Oh, baby, we're just getting started." Violet
laughed as she turned her attention to the other
breast.
Sharon ran her hand through Violet's short
curls as she held her head tight against her breast.
Not that the younger woman needed any
encouragement. She found the feel of the short hair
enticing.
Not were Violet's much larger mounds to be
ignored. Already covered with sweat, her large thick
nipples pressed out against her thin shirt. Sharon
reached out with her one free hand and took hold of
as much of one as she could.
Even through the material, Sharon could feel
the warmth of Violet's skin. She couldn't wait to get
past that thin cotton barrier.
She didn't have long to wait. Violet released
her hold on the older woman and took a long step
back. Grabbing the bottom edges of her shirt, she
pulled it up and over her head. Her gigantic orbs
bounced heavily as they fell back into place.
Freed of what little restraint her shirt had
offered, Violets breasts were larger than Sharon had
guessed. Her nipples were almost a quarter inch in
length and the dark pink circles around them
measured nearly three inches wide. Sharon's eyes
riveted on a small violet rose tattooed on her left
breast.
Violet took a heavy breast in each hand and
lifted each in turn to her mouth. Her nimble tongue
reached out and tickled the tips, then she took each
rose petal into her mouth, whole.
Sharon was getting incredibly turned on by
Violet's exhibition. Her hands slid down across her
now exposed breasts and stomach. Then she lifted
her blue skirt and reached for the already wet mound
beneath it. Thankfully, she rarely wore panties.
A familiar feeling filled her as she felt her
fingers glide inside her. It'd been a long time since
she'd found herself this wet before anyone had even
touched her sex. She played with herself for a few
minutes, her eyes never leaving the sign of Violet
suckling herself. Finally, Violet left her breast slip
from her mouth and lifted both of them outward.
Inviting Sharon to partake of their delight.
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