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UNCONVENTIONAL COUPLE (part 2) Military amputee Bethany weds little person Joy from Lisa's Twat lesbian club.
by Rabbit Test 5 (rabbit.test.5@gmail.com)
"You may kiss the bride!"
Both women stared into each other's eyes. Bethany wrapped her arm around her bride; Joy raised both her hands and gently held the sides of her bride's head when their lips met.
Bethany couldn't believe it! She was married to a woman! How could this have happened? How could I love someone so much!
Their tongues met, and the women held each other joined at the mouth as the crowd erupted in applause. After several long seconds, the woman parted and faced the audience. Dozens of women clapped, hooted and hollered at the newly betrothed.
Bethany had forgone her wheelchair just for the ceremony, the two women were almost matched in height. Both in sexy, matching white wedding gowns. One black; one white. One big; one little. Both considered handicapped in different ways, but not in each other's eyes. Both women were in love and enjoyed a flourishing lesbian sex life.
The ceremony took place in the chapel at the Lisa's Twat lesbian club. All of the woman guests were dressed in strikingly varying attire. Some women were more than half naked, while others still wore their `work' attire. The room looked like a carnival of an over active lesbian imagination.
Lisa, the club owner came over to the happy couple seated to greet their guests. Groups of women watched the club owner sit down next to them.
The Amazon was tall and blonde, followed by her girlfriend, Amy. Lisa was dressed rather conservative (for her), yet she wore a sexy flesh colored one piece dress with mesh lines around her abdomen and the tops of her breasts. Amy, on the other hand was virtually naked, draped with gold, metal strands.
Lisa sat beside the bride and bride.
"You two look gorgeous!" she said, crossing her large voluptuous bare legs.
Both women thanked her. "We're so grateful you let us get married here," Joy placed her hand on Lisa's exposed knee.
"Hon, more girls get married together here than anywhere on the planet or so it seems!" And Lisa hugged the little woman and reached to place her hand on Bethany's shoulder and squeezed cordially.
The newlyweds each gave the Amazon a brief open mouth kiss as a thank you.
Since their first meeting almost a year before, Bethany came back to the club about once a week. After experiencing other nurses, Joy was her favorite.
Some nights were like the first, other nights, Joy would enjoy cleaning the black girl and then crawl in bed naked with her and nurse on Bethany's firm, pointy tits.
More and more, the amputee developed feelings for her little caregiver every time she visited, and so took it upon herself to explore her little lover's lesbian ways.
First, it started with the after sex make outs and the handicapped woman groping her nurse's tits and pussy. Soon, Bethany wanted to try sucking Joy's tits, finding her nipples to be very sexy and discovered her olive skin salty and sweet.
It wasn't until a month later that the black woman was faced with her little nurse's legs spread open across her chest as the Asian woman's head disappeared between her own legs, in a suedo-69 position.
At the same time the black woman want to try her lover's little pussy treasure, she was conflicted. Joy's exposed sex looked like that of a little girl.
But she really had feelings for the little woman, and respected her. This was who the nurse was and she had persevered her whole life to get where she was today - a proud, gifted, medical professional: a confident homosexual woman who didn't care what others thought of her occupation, or her personal proclivities.
Bethany wasn't staring at a little girl's vagina and butt cheeks: She was looking straight into the woman she realized she loved.
The black woman wrapped her right arm over the top of Joy's ass and pulled her toward her mouth. The little woman stretched out her body as to keep the black girl's clit between her lips. Bethany never doubted or turned back from her lover's cooch and ate the small one generously.
Though, ...the black woman had to admit, the thought of anyone entering the hospital room would be witnessing an adult woman lying head to toe with a little Asian girl; Both lovingly eating each other's pussies. It was kind of exciting, she thought to herself.
Bethany was special to Joy; The little woman felt she was making a difference in her life, and quality of life. While other patients in the ward used her once or twice for an exotic lesbian twist, Bethany was hooked on her. The two often had dinner together intertwined with their sex schedule – something Joy didn't do with her other customers.
Then, when Joy had some bad luck with her living arrangements, Bethany offered her a solution.
It was after dinner and sex, and naked veteran was holding her little naked lover as she sucked on her shoulder, and made Joy the offer to stay with her – she could pose as the veteran's full-time live-in nurse, and lover.
After some discussion, Joy agreed.
"But only if I can make you a full woman!"
"What do you mean...?" Bethany asked, mildly confused.
Joy lifted one of the girl's breast and drew the nipple into her mouth and sucked on it deliberate and with purpose. "To be a full woman, you have to produce milk for your baby!"
Bethany nodded in agreement and held the little woman's head to her chest.
The two entered the bridal suite curtesy of the club. (Actually, it was an employee perk: If an employee betrothed a customer or another employee, they were gifted a night in the bridal suite to celebrate their nuptials.)
Bethany held her bride in her motorized wheelchair as they crossed the threshold, lips locked together.
Then they had a romantic evening in the suite enjoying their dinner, holding hands, kissing and drinking a little. Finally, the two shared a rose water bath in the large, self-heating, sunken tub with candles and flowers decorating the large, luxurious bathroom.
In the warm water, Joy moved onto Bethany's lap facing her. She wrapped her legs around her chocolate bride. The woman's soft nipples going stiff as they connect against the other's chest. Bethany and Joy stare into each other's eyes as they gently rub noses.
"I love you," they both mouth silently to each other and then kiss, long and deep.
"I have a surprise for you, hon", Joy lit up.
"You do?"
"I got us something naughty, and something nice."
The little woman reached behind her wife and fished out the present from underneath the bath towels.
She pulled out a long, fat, columnar object.
"A dildo...?"
"Oh, baby, not just any sex toy... look closer," the Asian held the rubber shaft so her wife could see it better.
It was in Bethany's favorite color, dark red, sculpted resembling a piece of crimson jade depicting Bethany, whole, with Joy. The imp stood on a rounded stand. The figures were naked and locked in a permanent kiss with their arms wrapped around each other. That is, except for one arm; Bethany followed it to where the elbow bent. The sex-toy-Joy hand was buried deep in between the sex-toy- Bethany crotch – her little girl was fisting her lover as they embraced!
Besides the piece being cylindrical with all kinds of bumps and grooves, the thought of the fat phallus riding in and out of her cunt, and in turn, a symbol of their love making, melted Bethany against her wife.
The larger woman held her lover tighter with her right arm as she kissed Joy's face and neck passionately.
"Oh, Joy! You are a scamp. I love you! I love you!"
At the same time, the midget placed the rubber dong on the side outside the tub and embraced her love's head with her little arms.
After sucking tongues and mixing saliva for however long it took to satisfy their thirst for each other's oral DNA to languish in their bellies in the sudsy bathing cauldron, Joy pulled back, touching her forehead against Bethany's brow.
"I have another one... for me... but I want you to promise to do as I ask before I show you."
"Anything," Bethany breathed. "I'll do anything..."
The little woman then reached over the black woman's shoulder and pulled out a second, smaller, yet more conical looking dong. Joy held it in front of her wife with both hands.
It was aquamarine – Joy's favorite color – and depicted the same embrace of the two woman kissing and holding each other; The difference was, this time it was one of sex-toy-Bethany's arms that roamed the statue; It snaked around her tiny lover, and on up inside her ass!
(Bethany knew well Joy's penchant for anal play.)
The toy was half the size of the red, and less ridgid. As conical base flared with additional female sex parts protruding to give the sex-toy recipient added stimulation with tiny tits, gaping pussies and abundant bottoms.
But past the base, was shiny metal. A flange and screw shaft...
"Baby, I had this made to attach to the screw socket the doctors put in your left arm," Joy kissed Bethany's nose.
The black woman looked down at her left arm stump reflexively. She honestly didn't know what to think. Joy voice dropped and she growled like an animal.
"I want you to fuck me in the ass with your arm...
"The screw matches your implant. I checked. Fuck me..."
Bethany growled back, "Let's do it!"
"Are you sure?"
Bethany kissed Joy. "I'm sure. Let's try it."
And the little woman dropped the blue dong into the tub water absently, wrapping her arms around her lover's neck and the girls snogged some more, grunting like wild animals about to have sex.
Joy sat up on the edge of the tub with dissolving suds all over her body. She leaned back on the floor and offered her kid-size lunch box to her chocolate bride.
Bethany already had the aqua butt plug dildo attached to her upper left arm.
"Get me started, baby," the little scamp intoned. "Get your little one ready for her gift."
Both girls giggled. Bethany leaned forward into Joy's sex. Sticking out her tongue, the black girl flattened it and slowly lapped the nurse's moist pussy. Joy watched her intently.
Stopping for a moment, the black woman lifted her left arm and poured body wash over the blue-green attachment: The toy flared to match the size of her shortened bicep. Turn slightly to her left, Joy raised her right leg into the air. The black bride was overcome with desire and quickly mushed her face into Joy's sex; Bethany's brown lips parted and her fat tongue pushed itself straight inside her rectum.
"O-h-h, Be-th-an-yyyyy!" Joy cooed. "Be my guard, my protector. Eat my ass!"
The little one squirmed and spread her legs apart farther, her right leg reaching into the sky.
Then Bethany moved away, using her right hand to spread her little lover's butt cheeks as she pressed the tip of the dong against the girl's asshole.
Joy swayed her hips back and forth in short intervals until the dildo head pierced her sphincter like popping a balloon. The figurine heads were already inside Joys asshole experiencing the tightness of the little woman's anal doorway.
Rocking, the piece of Sapphic arm went deeper inside the Asian woman. Without an elbow on her left arm, the ex-soldier could only hold her arm steady as her wife pushed the toy further.
"How far is it now?" Joy asked between heavy grunts.
"You're past the shoulders and up to our asses. You have some large, nice round rumps to get inside!" Bethany wooed. Just watching the penetration unfold in front of her close-up excited her. As Joy began to slow down to give her rectum time to accommodate the fuck toy, she rolled more onto her left side.
With her right hand, the black woman reached up and took hold of her wife's foot and placed it on her left shoulder, giving her better sideways access to Joy's pelvis; Bethany's mouth came closer to Joy's pussy...
... suddenly, lips met lips in a kiss so representatively Sapphic, any lesbian watching would have swooned.
The black bride's mouth encapsulated the little one's sex to help her love drive the gift deeper, past the pesky dildo buttocks. Both woman vocalized their pleasure and determination with cries and moans.
"Ooowww, baby, I love you so much! More! More!"
While lathering her wife's clit and mons, Bethany stared the length of Joy's miniscule body and face of bliss.
I'm married to her, she relished the thought. This little girl is mine, forever! The pussy in my mouth, the ass on my arm... (Bethany then reached up with her right hand and groped Joy's breasts) ... the tits in my hand... I love her so much!
Lost in the adoration for her bride, the black woman only now realized the toy was full embedded inside her lover, and the end of her amputated arm was entering the little one's gut.
Whoa, what a weird feeling, Bethany thought, overcome with the spectacle; The sight of her upper arm in Joy's ass easily tricked her mind to fantasize she had her entire arm inside her lover's body. The black woman still experienced phantom feelings: Her brain signals misinforming her that she had her arm.
The black ex-soldier knew this, but played with the feeling that her arm was fully inside her bride's belly via her rectum; The amputee's ghostly left hand was reaching between Joy's lungs and holding her heart.
The black woman's mouth traveled from pussy to ass, licking the point where Joy's anus met her arm, lapping and sucking around the connection point between arm and sphincter. It was all very surreal to her.
Poor Joy was in such an excited state; her black wife's wonder was lost on her. Still ramming her little frame on Bethany's arm, the girl's eyes were beginning to roll to the back of her head.
Nibbling on her little clit, Bethany helped the little one over the edge.
Joy dropped her right leg over Bethany's shoulder and other leg around her neck trying to pull the grown woman inside her.
Abruptly, the little girl body convulsed and spasmed.
Bethany tightened her grip and held on. Joy's head back, mouth open, all that could be heard was her breathless cries. Her ass was frozen against her black bride's arm pit. The little pussy sweated female ejaculate. Bethany smothered her wife's sex like a starving child until...
... Joy's body went limp; Her skin rubbery. Bethany was as caught up in the moment and only realized after several moments of pussy smooching and cream eating that her lover's legs were lifeless. She looked up and saw that Joy had passed out.
No stranger to her little one falling unconscious after aggressive sex, Bethany gently plied and worked her arm until the small toy fell out of her bride's unconscious ass - she did it slowly, entertaining herself, watching her lover's body reluctance to keep her inside her, and the anal ring stretch and contract over the rubber figurine grooves - it was quite a show for the black woman to witness.
Finally, when her left upper arm was free, the black woman settled the unconscious woman's thighs onto her shoulders, shifting the little one onto her back. Then holding Joy's legs, Bethany motioned backward, pulling her wife's body closer to the tub edge.
This in turn buried Bethany's face in her wife's spent pussy. She giggled to herself as she then massaged Joy's entire pelvis with her tongue while plying the sleeping woman's exhausted flesh apart with her right hand.
She payed special attention to Joy's asshole, licking and rubbing the sensitive flesh back to sleep and normalcy. Satisfied Joys plumbing was back in order, Bethany gently lowered her bride in into the warm bath water.
Cradling the little girl in her lap, she grasped her nearest tit to Joy's face and pulled on her nipple several times. Beads of white liquid began to drip.
Positioning Joy's head, Bethany fed the nipple between her lips. Subconsciously, the little woman began to suckle.
Successfully latched onto her bride's teat, Joy lazily sighed, comfortable and in the arms of her wife.
Bethany thought about her toy and imagined when it would be her turn to try out her wedding present.
"I love you so much, wife," Bethany whispered and kissed the little one's forehead.