Violet Rose

by Ann Douglas

Sharon Byrnes hummed an old 60's tune as she walked the streets of Greenwich Village. Never mind that the song had been recorded two years before she'd been born, it always made the 27year old feel good. And today was definitely a day for feeling good.

She had been hired by a large local clothing manufacturer to set up a new computerized inventory system. Her contract with the firm had called for her to have the system up and running in four weeks. Instead, she had finished it in three, making the fourth weeks salary a bonus.

Walking down the street, the tall brunette drew the glances of several male passerby's. She gave them no notice. She was far too interested in the warmth of the sun on her face and the feel of spring in the air. It felt so good to be able to shed that heavy winter coat and finally walk the streets in just a light blouse and skirt.

So fine was the weather and with it her mood, Sharon had canceled her late afternoon appointment and spent the last few hours exploring the local stores. It'd been a long time since she had visited this part of lower Manhattan, but she always remembered it as a place where you could find something totally new with the turn of a corner.

So it was that a small sign on a walk down storefront caught her attention. It simply said "Violet Rose."

Unlike most of the shops along the way, no wares filled the windows. Instead, the whole window display consisted of a single violet rose laying on a white silk pillow.

Intrigued, Sharon started down the steps. She was surprised to find the door locked. Perhaps the store hadn't opened yet. She was about to retrace her steps back up to the street when a buzzer sounded and the door opened with an audible click.

Stepping inside the small foyer, Sharon noted a small video camera hanging from the ceiling. She had seen similar security setups in jewelry stores. Wondering what kind of store this could be, she opened the second door.

Once inside, Sharon saw a long u-shaped glass display cases that ran alongside the interior of the store. It reinforced the idea that this had once been a jewelry store. But the items in those cases as well as on the walls caused her to take a step back. Filling every case was the most extensive collection of sexual paraphernalia she had ever seen. Some of the wares were familiar to her, having seen them in mail order catalogues. Others were so strange to her that she couldn't even begin to imagine what hey were used for.

Her blue eyes ran across the collection of leather goods, oils and lotions. Then across to the wall behind it and its large display of S & M gear. Still standing at the entrance, Sharon was trying to decide if she wanted to stay or leave. Then she saw the rather large selection of vibrators and dildos in the far display case.

"What the hell." she thought to herself. "I could use a new toy." she added, feeling just a little naughty.

Running her fingers across the display case as she crossed the room, Sharon smiled as she crossed over an assortment of handcuffs and other restraints. That was just a little too kinky for her tastes.

"Can I help you?" A voice from behind Sharon said.

The tall young woman jumped at the sound of his voice. She hadn't noticed the salesman before.

"Oh, you startled me." Sharon said as she turned.

The salesman smiled. He was incredible, Sharon thought. Muscular, over six foot tall, with curly blonde hair. He couldn't be more than 20years old. Clad in a form fitting T-shirt that emphasized every muscle, the young man sent aquiver between her loins.

"Well, I'm looking for..... I mean I was interested in..." Sharon began, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Seeing her face turn red, the young man smiled even broader. It was a common occurrence in the store. People were really funny sometimes.

"Were you looking for a vibrator or a dildo?" He asked.

"Well, I'm not sure." came Sharon' s response. "To be honest, I really came across your store by accident."

"Then maybe you should look around a little and let me know if you find something you like. My names Mark by the way." he replied before turning and walking away.

Sharon couldn't help but lean over the counter and admire his ass as he walked away. He had a really great ass.

Sharon spent the next twenty minutes exploring the various cases and displays. If nothing else, she was getting an education in erotica. At the same time, she was getting up her courage to perhaps ask that hunk behind the counter out for a drink. It wouldn't be the first time she'd pick up a guy, but this had to be the most unusual place she'd ever considered it.

Sharon was about to walk over and strike up another conversation when she noticed him buzzing another customer in.

It was another woman. About 5'5" and 160lbs, the woman looked to be in her early 20's. She had a stocky build but her weight was so evenly distributed that Sharon wouldn't have described her as fat. Her face was rather boyish and she wore no makeup. Short black curly hair added to that image. Despite the fact that she had tremendous breasts, clearly visible through the plain white T-shirt, she didn't wear a bra.

With great familiarity, the woman walked across the store and behind the counter. The salesman smiled at her, obviously happy to see her.

"Could they be lovers?" Sharon thought as she looked at the mismatched pair. She'd seen stranger couples in her life.

A feeling of reassurance filled her when Mark kissed the new arrival on the cheek instead of her lips. Friends yes, lovers no.

The two spoke for a few moments as the woman glanced in Sharon's direction. The longhaired woman quickly looked away, pretending to examine the selection of anal probes in the case next to her.

Then Mark left the new arrival and disappeared into the back room. Sharon watched out of the corner of her eye as the woman walked over behind the counter and stopped opposite her.

"Mark thought you might be a little morecomfortable if I helped you." she said in a softmelodious voice that really didn't seem to go withher appearance.

"I think that would be better." Sharon smiled.

"Now what can I interest you in today." thesaleswoman continued.

"Well, I was thinking I'd like a new toy." Sharon mused. "Actually, this is a spur of themoment thing. I only found your store by accident."

"We are a little out of the way." the shorthaired girl said as she and Sharon strolled back tothe dildo and vibrator section. "And most of our advertising is done sort of word of mouth.

"It is a nice shop." Sharon said for lack of anything else to say.

"Well I like it." came the response.

Ok babe, I'm out of here." called out Markas he emerged from the back room. "I'm going tomeet Peter at the gym."

"Ok dear, have fun." the salesgirl called out asMark quickly crossed the shop and out the door.

"That is one good looking guy." Sharoncommented, not even realizing she'd said it outloud.

"That he is," the woman behind the counteragreed. "But I'm afraid you'd be in the wrongballpark 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 hisboyfriend is." was the reply with a smile.

Sharon cursed her luck and really didn't hearwhat 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 ina louder tone. "I'm still really not sure, maybe youcan suggest something."

"Certainly." came a cheery reply. "Can Iinterest you in a vibrator?"

"Hmmm." Sharon murmured as she lookeddown 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 mightmake, a super-vibrator with four D-cells."

"No, I'm afraid they haven't gotten around tothat 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, Idon't have one of those."

"Ok, lets see what we can do then." said thesalesgirl as she brought a tray of samples out and putthem on the counter. "We pride ourselves on ourselection."

Sharon was impressed by the woman'sdemeanor. Regardless of her occupation, she tookher work seriously.

"Have you been doing this long?" Sharonasked as she picked up a small dildo and examinedit. "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. VioletRose to my friends."

"Nice to meet you, Violet Rose." Sharonsaid as she extended her hand, to be met by afirm handshake. "Sharon Byrnes."

Somehow, she had thought that a store likethis would be owned by some businessman who hidhis name behind a screen of dummy corporations.Someone who wanted the profits but didn't want hisname associated with this type of enterprise.

"So now that we've been introduced, whatsay we get down to business." Violet said. "Wouldthis be for personal use or where you planning to useit on someone else. If so would that be vaginal oranal use."

"I'm afraid I don't understand." Sharon said.

"Well its quite simple actually." Violetexplained. "Would you be using this on a man, sayyour husband or boyfriend?"

"Oh, no chance of that, I'm afraid." Sharonanswered. "Both categories are pretty emptythese days."

"I see. I asked because that would give mean indication as to size." Violet said. "Do you haveany preference as to color. Quite a few womanseem to like this model. " she said as she held up alarge black hued rubber phallic. "Although I'd betnone of their lovers ever see it."

"I've never had an interest in that direction."Sharon said as she admired the craftsmanship anddetail that had gone into the product. It even had tiny veins on the sides.

"It was just a thought." Violet said as sheput down the dark rubber cock and picked upanother to show Sharon.

The two woman chatted as they went.Sharon found it amusing to be buying a sex-toy ina store like this. Violet acted like she was selling ascarf in Macy's. After examining a few moremodels, Sharon asked if Violet had a personal preference.

"Sure," Violet said with a broad grin. "Waita second, it's behind the other counter."

Violet returned a few seconds later, holdinga rather large piece of rubber. She dropped in onthe counter. Sharon was taken aback by its size, ithad to be at least 10 inches long and thicker than anyshe had seen so far. It was also a strap-on.

"I think that's a little too big." Sharon saidas she ran her gaze up and down it's length. Itwas as detailed as the smaller black one she hadadmired earlier. "I'd never be able to handleanything that big." she admitted.

"Oh you'd be surprised at what you canhandle." Violet said as she ran her fingers across thedildo. "As long as the right person is on the other end of it."

Sharon looked deep into Violet's envelopingsmile. She'd have had to have be pretty stupid notto have noticed that Violet was as gay as she saidMark had been. And that she had been coming onto her since she'd come into the store.

Not that Sharon felt awkward in being hit onby another woman. Back in her college days, she'dexperimented a little with girl-sex. After that, she'dhad a brief lesbian romp with a girlfriend followingher divorce. But those had all been with girls thatshe would've described as feminine. This was thefirst time she'd drawn the attention of a butch. Anattention that she found herself enjoying.

"It does sound interesting." Sharon said."But since I don't live in the city, I'd hate to buysomething that I'd have to come all the way back to the city to return. That is if you can return suchthings."

"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 acouch, television, refrigerator and microwave. Allthe comforts of home.

"Do you live here?" Sharon asked as shelooked around.

"No," Violet said as she pulled the blinds,flooding the room with sunlight. "It's just a place tocrash when someone needs it."

"Pretty nice, I......."

Sharon was cut off in mid-sentence as Voilet abruptly grabbed her and pulled her against her largebreasts. Any cry she might've wanted to make wascut off by the crush of Violet's lips against her own.

The kiss was forceful, aggressive, more likethat of man than a woman. Yet at the same time, itwas exciting and intoxicating. It had been a verylong time since Sharon had wanted to be takenforcefully by someone. Violet had connected with aprimitive desire that was usually buried deep inside.

Continuing their exchange of lust filledkisses, Violet slid her hand beneath Sharon's blouseand fondled her smaller breasts. With practicedease, she undid the front clip of her bra, letting herround globes fall free.

Sharon moaned softly as strong fingersplayed with her nipples. Violet's touch was acombination of both rough and gentle. Almostimmediately, both nipples were rock hard.

Pulling against the yellow blouse, Violetripped it open, sending several buttons poppingto the floor. Sharon didn't have time to worry abouthow she was going to repair the damage to heroutfit. Grabbing one of her now free hangingmounds, Violet lifted it to her eager mouth.

"Oh God, yes." Sharon sighed as she felt the alternating pain and delight of Violet's teeth andtongue working on her sensitive tips.

"Oh, baby, we're just getting started." Violetlaughed as she turned her attention to the otherbreast.

Sharon ran her hand through Violet's shortcurls as she held her head tight against her breast.Not that the younger woman needed anyencouragement. She found the feel of the short hairenticing.

Not were Violet's much larger mounds to beignored. Already covered with sweat, her large thicknipples pressed out against her thin shirt. Sharonreached out with her one free hand and took hold ofas much of one as she could.

Even through the material, Sharon could feelthe warmth of Violet's skin. She couldn't wait to getpast that thin cotton barrier.

She didn't have long to wait. Violet releasedher hold on the older woman and took a long stepback. Grabbing the bottom edges of her shirt, shepulled it up and over her head. Her gigantic orbsbounced heavily as they fell back into place.

Freed of what little restraint her shirt hadoffered, Violets breasts were larger than Sharon hadguessed. Her nipples were almost a quarter inch inlength and the dark pink circles around themmeasured nearly three inches wide. Sharon's eyes riveted on a small violet rose tattooed on her leftbreast.

Violet took a heavy breast in each hand andlifted each in turn to her mouth. Her nimble tonguereached out and tickled the tips, then she took eachrose petal into her mouth, whole.

Sharon was getting incredibly turned on byViolet's exhibition. Her hands slid down across hernow exposed breasts and stomach. Then she liftedher blue skirt and reached for the already wet moundbeneath it. Thankfully, she rarely wore panties.

A familiar feeling filled her as she felt herfingers glide inside her. It'd been a long time sinceshe'd found herself this wet before anyone had eventouched her sex. She played with herself for a fewminutes, her eyes never leaving the sign of Violetsuckling herself. Finally, Violet left her breast slipfrom her mouth and lifted both of them outward. Inviting Sharon to partake of their delight.

Never one to let an invitation grow cold,Sharon reached forward and cradled Violet's leftbreast, planting her first kiss right on her tattoo. Asecond kiss quickly followed, then a third, fourthand fifth. She quickly worked her way across thesoft flesh until she felt the large nipple slip into herwaiting mouth.

Violet sighed as she felt Sharon's tonguemake contact. She'd had her pegged right from themoment she first seen her. Like a child with afavorite piece of candy, Sharon rolled her wettongue around and around the dark pink circle, sending tiny jolts of rapture up and across Violet'sample bosom.

"God, I'd forgotten how good this couldfeel." Sharon thought to herself as she shifted herattention to Violet's other globe and began to feaston that .

Even as the younger woman delightfullymoaned in response to Sharon's efforts, Violet slidher hand down between the brunette's legs. Thecarefully trimmed bush she found there was alreadywet. Instinctively, she slid two fingers in between her lips and began to pump them in and out.

As Violet's fingers began to move in and out,faster and faster, the taller woman was unable tokeep up her mammary ministrations. She releasedher mouths grip on Violet's nipple and let it fall free.

Violet eased her back onto the couch andspread her legs wide. In a quick motion, Violet'smouth replaced her fingers. She only paused longenough to lick the tasty juices off her fingers.

A few minutes under the tutelage of Violet'stalented tongue was enough to bring Sharon almostto the edge. It'd been such a long time since she'dfelt this good.

"Oh God!" she yelled out as she felt Violet'swarm tongue reach up inside her once more. "Don'tstop! What ever you do, don't stop!"

Yet only a few minutes later, Violet did stop. It took a few moments for Sharon to realize it. Hereyes opened wide and sought out her lover. Shefound her a second later. Violet was now totallynude and was in the process of adjusting the strap onthe strap-on she had shown Sharon earlier. Hangingdown between her legs, it looked even larger thanbefore. Strapped tight, a small nub at the base of therubber cock extended into her own pussy, rubbingagainst her clit.

"Now the real fun begins." Violet smiled.

A sudden feeling of apprehension filledSharon at the thought of being penetrating by thatmonster. It was bigger than any man she hadknown. She opened her mouth to say something butsomething held her back. Sharon remained mute asViolet reached out and pulled her up off the couch.

"Over the edge!" She ordered in anauthoritative tone as she bent Sharon over the armof the couch.

From a tube in her hand, Violet smeared alarge amount of clear lubricant over the cockheadof her dildo. Then she pushed her slippery fingersdown between Sharon's legs and up into her alreadylubricated pussy. She pushed all five fingers in,stretching the opening.

"Oooo" moaned Sharon as she felt theinitial intrusion

Violet pressed her naked body up against theback of Sharon's own. She lifted her hanging cockand positioned the head against the now saturatedtunnel.

"Spread those beautiful legs, honey." Violetwhispered into Sharon's ear as she nibbled at it."Cause you're going to love this." she added with akiss.

With that she began rubbing the round tip ofher cock up and down the length of Sharon's pussybefore taking a firm grip and pushing it within her.

"Aaaaa!" Sharon yelled as she felt herselfbeing penetrated

"Relax." Violet said as she eased the dildoout a little, before pushing it back in twice the depthof her first attempt.

Violet reach around and rubbed her fingersagainst Sharon's clit. Doggy style was her favoriteposition, it gave her such a feeling of superiority. Her frantic motions against the small nub at the topof Sharon's cunt helped distract her from the pain asViolet began to thrust deeper within her with an ever increased frequency.

Gradually, the pain lessened and gave way toan increasing pleasure. Even through the artificialcock, Violet could feel the walls of Sharon's cunt grabbing hold of her as she thrusted inside her onemore time.

"You love this, don't you?" Violet askedbetween thrusts as she grabbed both of the tallerwoman's hips and pulled her ass hard against her.

"Oh yes," Sharon panted as she began tomatch Violet's rhythm and draw the dildo deeperinside her.

Violet slid her hands up and down Sharon's body as she continued to fuck her with everincreasing ferocity. Her fingers closed tight againsther breasts as she used then to pull Sharon againsther time after time. Violet always got off fuckingother women in this way. All of that sensitive lovercrap might've been ok for others, but she loved to bein control.

As short a time ago as this morning, Sharonwould've never entertained the suggestion that shewould let someone use her like this. Like just apussy that was there for someone's pleasure. Yetthat was exactly how she was letting Violet use her. And to Sharon's astonishment, that understandingwas turning her on in such a way that she couldn'texplain.

Violet pushed Sharon's head and shouldersdown across the arm of the couch, giving her greateraccess to the depths of her pussy. The constantrubbing against her own love button was sending herinto pre-orgasmic fits as well. Hot sweat coveredeach of their bodies as both shook with the energyand passion of unrestricted sex.

Words between them were no longerpossible, the best they could manage were animalistic grunts. Yet even those were beingconstantly interrupted by frantic gasps for breath.

Totally lost in the fury of her passion, Violetgrabbed Sharon's long hair and pulled her head back. With a fierce fire in her dark eyes, Violet pressedher lips hard against the helpless girl beneath her. The taste of their tongues as they intertwined wasenough to push her to within an inch of the abyss.

"Deeper." Sharon gasped as Violet's tongueslid out of her mouth.

Try as she could, it would've been physically impossible for Violet to get any more inside Sharon.  At least in the position they were in.

Not even giving Sharon time to comply, the younger woman pushed her onto her back. She followed her a moment later and rammed the large rubber cock between her outstretched legs.

Sharon screamed in ecstasy as Violet drove the dildo it's full length within her. Violet's massive mounds pressed hard against Sharon's smaller globes, causing an electric tingling as their nipple stouched.

Burying her temporary manhood deep insid her new lover, Violet's body quaked in anticipationof the explosion she knew was imminent. Beneath her, Sharon was lost in a similar state.

Continuing to pump away with all of her strength, Violet was taken by surprise when Sharon reached up with her legs and wrapped them aroundher buttocks, allowing her to penetrate to an evengreater depth. Her arms also wrapped around her,binding them together in an unbreakable lock.

"Fuck me!" Sharon screamed at the top ofher lungs. A cry so loud that for a moment Violet wondered it she could be heard out on the street.

One final thrust was enough to unleash the explosion that had been building within the two of them. Both bodies jerked violently as they wereconsumed by the bodyquake that ripped througheach of them.

Sharon drove her nails deep into Violet's back as an orgasmic paralysis gripped her. Violet continued to plummet the captive pussy that was pressed so tightly against her own. Until she too was gripped by that same loss of control.

Their journey through the endless ether of sexual bliss was both instantaneous and timeless. Fireworks filled the sky and rivers of joy caressed their quivering forms. Soft, quiet moans filled the air as hearts raced uncontrolled.

As has been written many times, all good things must end and eventually the fire that had claimed both women cooled and their sweat drenched bodies began to untangle from each other. Sharon was still aware of the massive cock-toy still filling ever inch of her cavity. The feeling was sounlike that she had after a violent love session with a man. Usually she was faced with a small feeling of disappointment as she felt his cock soften and slipfrom her. Instead it was now a constant reminder ofthe joy she had just experienced.

Violet was simply too exhausted to even pullher strap on from within Sharon. Instead she simply stoked her now cool skin and planted a gentle kisson her lips. The fires of aggression had cooled within her, and now all she wanted to do was rest.

The late afternoon sun had already slipped beneath the tall buildings when Sharon emergedfrom the small shop. Thankfully the small apartmentin back had been equipped with a hand held shower. She would've really hated to have had to make the long trip home with the unmistakable odor of sex clinging to her.

Over the next two hours, as she rode first the subway and them the Long Island Railroad, Sharon gave little notice to the multitude of people around her. Instead her thoughts were focused on the narrow ten inch package she clutched to her breast. That and the promise that if she ever needed another demonstration of it's use, she merely had to ask.

With that idea, her smile grew ever brighter.

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