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Chapter 24: Ivy’s playhouse





“I’m DJ Mary and I just lost The Game,” Mary said, starting the show. “And tonight’s guest is Professor Ivy.”



The woman across from her nodded. “I really love the show, Mary. I listen to it all the time when I’m doing research,” Ivy said in her usual soft voice.



“So what kind of story do you have for us today?” Mary asked.



“A very fun one,” Ivy answered back with a grin.







It was about a month ago. I was just resting at home when I got a phone call from my old friend, Annie Proctor. She asked if she could come over for a visit. I told her that she was always welcome, of course. It was a few days later that she arrived. I sent my assistants away for the weekend.



The first thing she did when I opened the door was pull me into a tight hug.



“Ivy, it’s been way too long!”



I was a tad surprised by her action, but quickly put my arms around her as well. After a few seconds we parted.



“So Ivy, what do you say we talk about old times over a few drinks?” she suggested.



“Sounds like fun.”



After about an hour, Annie was starting to complain about her husband.



“And you know what? He’s always completely focused on his research! In fact, it’s been nearly year since he’s so much as looked at me! I’ve been so horny that I’ve gone through a least a thousand batteries for all my toys. It’s getting really expensive!” she said. I couldn’t help but chuckle a little.



“I know how you feel. My three assistants aren’t the least bit interested in other woman, and very few cute girls come by,” I said. Annie’s face went bright red.



“Ivy, you’re a lesbian?" she asked, sounding very surprised.



“I thought you knew. I mean, have you ever seen me with a guy?” I asked her. I was a little surprised myself. I had never hidden my sexuality, and there have been some cultural studies done lately on a recent phenomenon going on in all the regions that reported that in the past half decade, the number of bisexual women has risen to about a quarter of the female population, and the number of lesbians has risen to half.







"Wow, is that true?" DJ Mary interrupted.



"Absolutely," Ivy said. "No one\'s sure what\'s caused it, but since the numbers haven\'t risen any further than they are now, it\'s more of a curiosity than a concern. There\'re still more than enough births and heterosexual marriages and couplings to sustain our population, so no one\'s worried. Researchers would rather keep studying Pokemon than really look into it."



"Wow. That\'s strange, but I guess it makes sense...I mean, look at my show. I can count on one hand the number of shows I\'ve had where my guest\'s story was only about herself; they almost always have stories involving other girls."



"If you allowed stories involving men, you might get one or two that involved the guest getting together with a man, but it would mostly be the same average," Ivy said. "So anyway, I was surprised that she would be surprised, since at the moment it\'s less statistically unusual for me to be a lesbian than for me to find three female assistants who were all straight."







“What about Brock? I’d heard that he stayed with you for a while a few years back,” she said. I nodded.



“Yes, Brock did stay here for a while, and I did like him, but just as a friend. He left as soon as he found out that I was gay,” I told her. She sat there for a few moments. At first I was worried that about how she was going to react--after all, Annie was one of my oldest friends, and she was being unusually quiet.



“Umm...Ivy...what do you think of me?" she asked.



“I think you\'re really beautiful and special," I told her honestly. A bright blush worked it way over her face as she looked over to the side.



“I…I never knew you felt that way about me.”



I reached out and placed my hand over hers. “Annie, we’ve been friends for as long as I can remember, and I’ve always liked you a lot,” I told her softly. “But I’ve never thought of you as anything more than a friend."



She looked at me again. “Huh?”



I shrugged my shoulders. "Look, just because I’m a lesbian doesn’t mean I want to get together with every girl I meet.”



She looked down, clearly embarrassed. “S...Sorry,” she murmured.



“It’s alright,” I told her, squeezing her hand softly. She pulled away.



“Ivy….?” she asked softly.



“Yes?”



It took a few seconds before she said anything more. “I know you aren’t that interested in me, but earlier, when we were talking...it’s been a while since either one of us has…” She stopped there and shook her head violently.



“Forget it, I don’t know what I was saying,” she said, blushing even brighter than before.



“Annie,” I said. As soon as she looked up, I leaned in and kissed her. It only lasted a few seconds. After we parted, Annie looked at me, very confused.



“But I thought you said you weren’t attracted to me.”



I shook my head. “I never said that. I just said I wasn’t interested in you romantically. I’ve always thought you were very sexy. And if you just want to fool around some, I’d been just fine with it. Like you said, it\'s been a while for us both!” I told her. She stood up right away.



“Alright, then let\'s do it!” she said, clapping her hands together. I lead her up to my room. As soon as we were in, I threw off my lab coat.



“Are you really sure you want to do this?" I asked. While she wasn’t really drunk, it was clear that she wasn’t sober, and I’d hate to take advantage of her.



“Yeah, I’m more than sure!” she said, taking the hem of her shirt and beginning to pull it off. But she couldn’t get it over her head, so she was standing there with her belly and chest completely exposed. I couldn’t help myself, I leaned in and grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in close. I quickly stuck my tongue in her belly button, causing her to gasp sharply and giggle. I started to swirl my tongue around a bit, causing her to gasp and giggle more.



“I…Iv…Ivy S…STOP…” she gasped out between laughs. I kept it up for a few more seconds before pulling away.



“But I can’t help myself, Annie! You’ve got such a cute tummy,” I said, running my hands along her sides.



“Now then, let me help you with that,” I said, standing up and pulling her shirt the rest of the way off. Once it was gone, I pulled her into a kiss, while reaching back and unhooking her bra. We parted after a few seconds, and as soon as we did her bra fell away. I instantly took one of her nipples into my mouth and began to suckle on it, while both my hands went to work on its twin. I tweaked it slightly and squeezed her rest of her breast. Annie let out a long, low moan.



“Ahh....Ivy, I think I’m going to cum just from this! It’s been way too long!” she shouted. Right away I stopped and pulled back.



“Ivy, why’d you stop?” she asked, her voice full of disappointment.



“Well in case you forgot, it’s been a long time for me as well, so…” I stepped back and stripped and sat down on the edge of my bed.



“Now then, take off you pants, lie on the floor, and we can finish each other off at the same time,” I told her. She quickly did as I said. As soon as she was down, I pressed my right foot against her pussy.



“What are you doing, Ivy?” she asked, looking down between her legs.



“Well, I’ve always been a fan of feet, and I think you’ll enjoy this just as much, so just follow my actions,” I told her as I began to gently rub the sole of my entire foot along her quim very slowly. Annie moaned loudly and began to writhe around. After a few moments, I stopped and slid my foot up to her bellybutton, and dipped my big toe in.



“Annie, aren’t you going to do the same for me?” I asked, moving my foot back down, brushing her clit very softly. She came right away, coating my foot with some of her femcum, while the rest ran down her thighs, soaking into the carpet. Realizing that it would take a while for her to recover, I reached down and took hold of her left foot myself. I took her big toe into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it. Annie moaned groggily.



“T...That feels absolutely great, Ivy,” she mumbled, still a bit out of it from her first really good orgasm in who knows how long. I kept sucking on her big toe for a few more moments, before moving onto the others. After I got each one nicely coated in saliva, I moved her foot down to my pussy. I guided it along my outer lips for a few seconds, before bucking my hips slightly and pulling her foot in. It slid in easily, nearly up to her ankle. Annie let out a moan.



“Wow, Ivy...that feels incredible...and it looks so hot!” she murmured.



“Now move it around a bit,” I told her, my breath heavy from arousal and the pleasure of being filled like this. Annie started by curling her toes a bit. It was almost more than I could take, and I nearly doubled over, but I was able to hold back from cumming, just barely. It wasn’t very long before Annie began to really get into it, and as soon as she did she began to twist her entire foot around, while pulling out and wriggling her toes. Once she started doing that, there was no way I could hold out any longer.







“I came so hard, I blacked out for around ten minutes. But after I woke up, Annie and I started to fool around again, and kept going all weekend long,” Professor Ivy said, ending her story.



“Very good story! Although at first I thought something more might develop between you two,” Mary commented. Ivy shook her head.



“Nope. We’re still good friends, but aside from that it’s nothing more than an occasional booty call,” Ivy said flatly.



“Okay then. So make sure to tune in for the next broadcast to hear more of DJ Mary’s Sexy Stories!”