'This is your prick I'm taking!' I heard myself repeating over and over, in time to the thrusts of the artificial cock. 'Your prick… I'm taking… your prick.' And in my mind it was. And when I felt myself coming for the first time, I buried the long plastic shaft in my cunt and held it there until my knees threatened to collapse beneath me and I could feel my come wet against my fingers.
Then I staggered blindly across the room to go down on his cock.
Or anything else he wanted.
The still-humming vibrator fell from my numbed fingers and onto the bed as he put his hands on my hips and held me standing in front of him. He leaned forward and pressed his face into the front of my panties, his tongue snaking through the opening and licking hungrily at the top edge of my pussy. To steady myself, I put my hands on his shoulders. He sucked hard on my pussy for a moment, drawing my come into his mouth with a hungry slurping, licked my thighs with his rough tongue, and then returned once more to my cunt. He stayed there until I clawed wildly at his back and came again. Then he helped me onto the bed. I was so weak I needed help.
'You like that better and better every time you do it, don't you?' he said, rolling me on my back and putting one hand between my legs, on the damp bush of my cunt. He rubbed it. 'The fuck-shows, I mean.'
I looked up into his face and put my hand on his cock. 'I like this even better.' I squeezed it to emphasize my words. He always got a kick out of dirty talk. 'I pretend that's what's inside me when I'm screwing myself with the vibe. That's why I like it.'
'You like it enough to take it in the mouth?' He always asked that. Even though I'd given him head so many times we'd lost count, he still asked it. The words were like the show with the vibe; they made it all better for him.
'Enough to suck it until you yell uncle,' I said truthfully. 'Or to take it up the ass. Or enough so's I'll take it any place you want to put it… any place l'
'You really do, you honestly do like it that much, don't you?' he said, looking down into my face and shaking his head in pleased disbelief. 'You'd go for anything I ask, I think.'
'Try me and see,' I said.
He did.
Elation flashed across his handsome face as I assured him, for what must have been the millionth time, that he had only to ask and I'd give him anything he wanted, then he kissed me hard on the mouth, tonguing me, and rolled away. His hand went behind my head, urging me to bend over and go down on his prick. I needed no urging.
As I knelt beside him and bent low to lick at the head of his prick, he reached under my body arid fingered my tits. I felt my rouged nipples being pinched. They puckered and increased in size as he rolled each of them between a thumb and forefinger. He tugged downward on my hanging tits, drawing them into inverted, sharply- pointed peaks that brimmed with pleasure. I tried to transfer that pleasure into his cock. It was something to be shared.
His prick was wet around the head from the licking of my tongue, but my taste buds told me he hadn't come while I was screwing myself with the vibe. I knew the taste of his come too well to make any mistakes about that. Now, as I squeezed his prick in the trap of my fingers, one silver droplet of come appeared in the tiny eye at the center of the head of his love-stick. One drop. That was all. I licked it away.
Then I formed my lips into a soft oval, lowered my head, my hair cascading down around my face and touching him, and I began using all I knew about the sucking of a cock. I like to think I do it right.
As I covered the head of his cock with my opened lips, holding it poised just inside my mouth and twirling my tongue slowly around its circumference, I felt his hands tighten on my tits. I let his cock slip deeper into my mouth. The head of it pressed against my palate. I went lower. Lower still. He was at my throat. I eased my head upward… slowly… slowly. My lips clung gently to the outer skin of his cock, as though reluctant to release it, and finally they once again held only the spongy head. Quickly, I dropped my head and refilled my mouth with the length of it, then repeated the slow, sucking withdrawal. I felt his hand on the back of my head.
While I explored the wrinkled skin around his nuts with the tips of my fingers, teasing him and making him hotter, I let my head settle into a bobbing motion that carried the soft circle of my clinging lips almost to the base of his prick, then upward in repetitions of the slow sucking I'd given him on the first cycle. His hand just rested on the back of my head, letting me set the speed. I increased it.
As my head bobbed faster and faster over his cock, I took less of it into my mouth with each downward gulping of my mouth. I made up in quality what I was lacking in quantity. My fingers traced crazy designs across his balls, onto the root of his prick. I held his cock so that only the head was between my lips, then sucked on it like a kid going after her first soda. I flicked my tongue down the bluish vein that pulsed along the underside of it, then quickly recaptured the head in my mouth, sucking… sucking… sucking.
His hands guided me around so that I was kneeling with my butt near his shoulders. He reached through the slitted panties and touched my pussy, my ass. The gentle fingers lingered in the crease of my butt.
As I felt him struggle to reach my butt with both hands, I was dimly aware of what he was going to do. I didn't care. If it gave him an extra kick that was okay by me. Then, as he settled both hands on the twin swells of my upraised ass, I felt the purring of the plastic cylinder he held in his hand. The vibe! I began to masturbate him into my mouth.
Throughout the minutes since I'd fallen onto the bed, the vibrator had been droning steadily in my ears, unnoticed as I went about the pleasant chore of sucking him off. Now, as I steadily manipulated the rod of his prick with my lips and my tongue and my fingers, I felt it singing its song against the filmy panties that so beautifully framed the cheeks of my ass. I felt those cheeks being spread by his hands. The vibe tingled in the dip between them. I paused with my lips poised above the head of his cock as I waited excitedly for what I knew was coming. His finger touched the puckered circle of my asshole. It slipped in. The vibe, held in his other hand, moved closer.
The muscles in my buttocks tightened spasmodically as his finger moved in and out of the tight little tunnel of my asshole, going deeper with each thrust, and then he pulled it out. I bit my lip as the head of the vibe tingled between my buttocks, against the same little circle his finger had vacated. The tingling became a throbbing as he pressed it harder against the entry to my rear. The throbbing turned to dull pain — and then the pain was gone. Vanished. The vibrator was inside my ass. I could feel my every nerve reacting to the fluctuating pressure inside my rear. The pain had changed to pleasure. I returned to the sucking of his cock.
As I circled the head of his cock with my lips and began once more to masturbate him with my fingers, I felt the humming vibrator dig deeper and deeper into my asshole. The tight little tunnel was yielding to it slowly but surely, and the sensations that shook my rear were quickly transmitted forward to my cunt. He eased the vibe out, then shoved it in… deeper! The cheeks of my ass quivered around it. He moved it in slow fucking strokes, strokes that I matched with my lips and fingers. The vibe moved faster in my rear. So did my lips.
It may have been an inch deep, it may have been six; I don't know. But I could feel it with every pore of my body. I could feel his breath against my naked upper legs, harsh and unsteady. And suddenly he forced the big vibe so deep inside my asshole that I felt a searing pain so unexpected that I threw my head back and gasped… just as sparkling come squirted upward from the eye of his prick.
He held the vibe deep inside my wiggling butt, pleading urgently for me to get back on his cock and suck him dry, and I bit into my lower lip until I felt a trickle of blood. I licked it away. There was come there, too, from the first gush that had splashed against my face.
As the strangely sweet pain faded from inside me, I took his cock back into my mouth and pulled gently on it until the last spurt of come had died away; and as I did so, I felt him slowly ease the vibrator out of my rear. My rear still tingled, even after it was gone.
Then I snuggled up girlishly beside him, knowing I'd get mine later, when he could get it up again. I always did.
As I cuddled there in his arms, my fingers stroking his naked chest, I looked down at the vibrator that lay beside his leg. It was silent now, but I could still feel its pulsing inside my rear.
Such a big thing. So immense. So much bigger than any cock that ever existed. It was a wonder, I told myself, that any girl's cunt could handle it. Even more of a wonder that a girl — especially a small girl like me — could take it in the ass. That thought made me smile. There's been a time, and not too long ago, when it would've been too much. Far too much. A time, even, when I'd felt sure I couldn't even bear taking his cock up my
