and licked and kissed there and I was glad I'd had a bath and used the scentless deodorant Pearl had. That's sort of kicky, being kissed in the underarms. It was a first, and it sent sensation all over me. I mean, wow, I was steaming. And it must have got to him, too, because, with a great growl, he ripped my bra part way off with his teeth and let it hang while he growled and whined his way to my suffering boobs and began to suck and chew them like they'd never been sucked and chewed before, I mean rough, leaving teeth marks and making me cry out with the goodness of it.
I was lifting my hips, making fucking motions. I wanted it. God, I wanted that cock. I moaned and said, 'Do it to me now, honey.'
He growled and went down and attacked my panties with his teeth. They were made of stronger stuff than the bra strap and, although he managed to bite and jerk little holes in them, he finally had to just tug and jerk them off, never touching the panties with his hands, but doing it all with his teeth. Then I was naked and he was looking and panting and then, all of a sudden, he fell down and, wow, did His Honor know how to French.
He bit me. He put his whole mouth over my wet, seeping twat and bit down and collected all my excess flesh, labia, clit, hair and all, and he nipped and nibbled and his front teeth were biting into my clit and I screamed once, real loud, and hoped in the back of my mind that the room was soundproof. I screamed and he bit harder and rolled my clit and, wow, I shot. I mean I came like a tornado, steaming and whirling and bucking my ass and then I lay back and sort of tried to get my breath.
He was kneeling, still dressed. 'Let's do it good now,' I said.
'Yes,' he said. 'Yes, of course.' But instead of getting on, he got off. He went to a suitcase on a rack and opened it and came back to the bed with a little box and then he opened it and there was an assortment of things which opened my eyes. He had an electric vibrator and a huge cock made of pink, soft rubber. He had brush attachments for the vibrator. He plugged it in, with the brush on, and began to work on me with it. I was still steaming. One shot while being eaten wasn't going to hold me that night. The vibrator made the little sable brush work fast and it sent thousands of shivers up and down everywhere it touched and I was back on cloud nine soon. I let him work me, thinking that sooner or later I had to get fucked. But he went down between my legs with that thing and put the brush right on my clit, holding back the hair and flesh from it with the fingers of his own hand. The brush was moving a mile a minute and it was whipping back and forth on my clit with the weight of a butterfly's wing and I started fucking and bucking and, wow, before I knew it I had come again and he smiled down at me and said, 'Nice?' 'Wow,' I said.
'That's not a proper form of expression,' he said. 'A lady would say, oh, yes, or, very nice.'
I was getting pissed. 'Well, shit,' I said, 'it was O.K., but aren't you gonna fuck me?' 'Patience,' he said.
Next he put the rubber head on the vibrator. It had little soft teeth and when he used it on my skin and all it made a different sensation. It was nice and restful and I just relaxed. But then the old sonofabitch attacked my pussy with that thing. I mean, he brushed it by, let it just touch something, a lip, the clit. The thousands of little vibrating sensations went right to work and I was hot in minutes and then he drove that thing, vibrating a mile a minute, right down over my clit, covering it, and the big trembles hit me. The vibrations went all the way through me, and my clit swelled up and came and I said, 'Ah,' and like that and tried to push it away, but he kept tingling my cunt with the vibrator until I had another and then I was wild, coming and bucking and panting and screaming.
I pushed his hands away before he could get to work again. He smiled and put the huge, pink, artificial cock on the vibrator. It had a place on the base of it where it plugged onto the shaft of the vibrator and then, with my eyes getting wider and wider, he put the head of it at the soft, wet, steaming entrance to my cunt.
'That sonofabitch is too big,' I gasped, just as he shoved and the head spread me wider than I'd ever been spread.
'The female vagina is capable of taking objects of immense size,' he said wisely, and.1 was wiggling my hips, because that huge mother was going into me a quarter inch at a time and it was riding on all the good goo I'd created with my climaxes and my hots.
It felt good. I mean, there I was, having been milked a couple or three times, having had my jollies without even having a cock in me, and an artificial one was better than no cock at all. But the bastard was splitting me. It was about two inches thick and about nine inches long. I felt it pushing ai my bones down there in my crotch, spreading them. I spread my legs. I felt the head of it push hard on my womb and push in more. I felt as if my entire body was one huge twat and it was being filled with the biggest cock in the world.
I made sounds through my nose. I wept a little. And all the time my greedy cunt was gobbling up that monster. And then it was in. I felt this little ring around the base of it press up against me. It pushed into my softness around my widely split cunt. It pushed against my dit. I worked my hips experimentally. Jesus, it felt good. It was the biggest thing I'd ever had in me. I began to fuck it. He was holding it in, fully dressed, smiling, not a hair out of place. And I was working my ass and feeling that huge monster in me and then, oh, Jesus, he flipped the switch and a million vibrations bounced through that cock and sent my whole insides into a quiver and I didn't think I could stand it it was so good. I mean, the vibrator sent that cock trembling and shaking and the whole movement seemed to go right to my dit.and I came and screamed, because he wouldn't stop. It was tremendous.
I came and he pressed the thing in and out of me, fucking me with his huge artificial cock, driving it deep and pulling it out and all the time it was vibrating a mile a minute and the vibrations went into my bones and my gut and I came again and screamed it was so wild and he wouldn't quit. I went into serial orgasms, one come right after the other, and he was panting and moaning and whining as he fucked me with the machine and then I must have fainted. I came out of it and he was naked.
Oh, wow. I didn't think I could ever fuck again. I mean, I was like wasted. I'd lost time and I'd lost count of the number of comes I'd had. They had been coming right on top of each other, my cunt never stopping its throbbing and clutching at the hard, rubber cock. And now he was naked and I was going to get more. Except that he didn't have a hard on.
Since then I've met a lot of men who were impotent, either permanently or temporarily. I've cured some of them. Some of them, like the congressman, are just incapable of getting a hard on. At that time I'd never seen a cock I couldn't make hard one way or the other, and I was grateful to the congressman for hi amp; having brought me to wonderful Puerto Rico and for the wildest set of comes I'd ever had. So I was willing.
'As you can see,' he said sadly, 'I have this problem. As the old saying goes, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak.'
I put my hand on it and paid it a lot of attention, expecting it to swell inside my fingers. He seemed to enjoy it, but nothing happened. So I went down in a flash and sucked the whole thing into my mouth. At one time the congressman must have been -well hung, for even lax, his cock was big. But it stayed soft. I gave it my best, tonguing it, sucking it, kissing it, rolling it all over my tits, which he seemed to enjoy. But no go. 'Ain't there no way?' I asked. 'Don't say ain't,' he said. 'Yes, there is a way.'
He pushed me onto my back. I let him raise my legs until my knees were on my tits and then he crawled between them and began to rub his soft little cock on me. It felt nice. He would rub it all over my cunt, and was I ever wet, then he'd rub it on my clit. Finally, he took two fingers and stuffed it into my cunt. It was like trying to push a piece of wet spaghetti through a needle, but he managed to get it in, just the head of it, and I moved gently for him and it slid out. He seemed to be enjoying it, so I let Mm play. I just lay still. He'd shove it in, stuffing it, and then he'd pinch it between his fingers to make the head swell just a tiny bit and move a little and moan and sigh and he was getting all wet around it, all his hairs and everything. I began to get a little hot again, believe it or not, with his cock rubbing me and going into me just a little ways, but even when I squeezed my cunt muscles, I couldn't hold him in.
Then he turned me over. I lay on my stomach and he crawled up on me. He sat on my thighs and held my hips between his thighs and stuffed his cock down between my legs and pushed it into the wetness around my twat. Then he started working on a different hole. I mean I was so wet that my goo had run down all over my ass and my^ anus was well oiled by it. He started trying to stuff it in there and that was my first experience there, and I jerked'my ass. 'It won't hurt,' he said. 'That's dirty,' I said. 'Nothing which gives pleasure is dirty,' he said.
Well, I owed him. He'd made a night for me. So I let him stuff and push and wet my anus with juice and then he said, 'Relax, push down as if you're going to the bathroom.'
I did. He pushed and stuffed his soft cock and I felt the head and a little bit of it slide into my ass. 'Now close and pull up,' he said.
I worked my muscles and, I'll be damned, his cock sort of got sucked up into my rear channel and I had
