"Oh my fucking God!" Nicki moaned, her head going back, her whole body shivering. "What in the hell is it doing?!"

"Ride it," Tasha urged, licking her lips as she edged the vibration up again. "Come on, baby, ride it good!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" Nicki's blonde hair flew all around her face as she shook her head, trying to deny the sensation coursing through her body.

The thing between her legs was alive, humming its way into her flesh, somehow, making her tremble in its grip. That ridged pole shoved up into her was turning, relentless, rubbing up against some deep place that she hadn't even know existed. Her clit felt swollen, huge, and the wetness between her legs had nothing to do with the lubrication that Tasha had provided before the ride began.

"You close, baby?" Tasha asked, squeezing her legs together again, feeling the gentle throb between them. "Want more?"

"Yes!" Nicki gasped, tearing at her blouse, popping two of the buttons so she could get to her breasts. She rubbed them, her fingers moving under her bra, pulling at her nipples. "Oh God, more more!"

Tasha gave her more, maxed it out, the whole room humming with the machine's force. She could see Nicki's orgasm coming, could read it like a neon sign on her face, the flushed cheeks, the open, gasping mouth.

"Nowwwwwwwww!" Nicki howled, jerking and bucking on top of the machine, mashing her whole pussy down against it as if she could merge with it somehow. She was seeing blackness and stars, the quivering of her flesh nothing compared to the heat coursing through her veins. Gasping, moaning, she pulled herself off the pulsing torrent between her thighs. Panting, staring at the still-sticky, rotating cock, Nicki shuddered again, an aftershock. Her ears were ringing, and she barely heard Tasha's words.

"Now… didn't that feel good?"

Good? Nicki couldn't find her voice. She sat in the sticky pooling mess on the table, unable to focus on anything but the waves of fading pleasure rushing through her body. Tasha turned off the machine and began cleaning up. She handed Nicki a warm washcloth.