A Visit To an Adult Store

"Tonight, Robin, you're going to find out what it's like to be a woman. To pleasure your man when you feel like it ..." His face darkened. "... And when you don't."

"I ... I do feel like it," I said to the fat, ugly old man.

Reaching into the plastic bag on the table, he took out a new tube of lubricant ... and a moderately sized flesh-colored plastic dildo. He squeezed out some lubricant onto the dildo, then put some on his middle finger and applied it to my anal opening, He forced his finger into me up to the first knuckle. I hardly felt it, because he had resumed ravaging my nipple with his teeth. I was laying back on the bed, my slender arms impotently back on either side of my head, my head rocking from side to side, my long, beautiful hair being tossed this way and that.

He finally took his teeth off my breast and kissed my lips. I was so grateful to have him off my nipple that I almost didn't notice as he picked up the dildo and slowly inserted the tip into my rectum.

"You wanted a dildo," he said with a sneer. "Now, you've got one."

He went back to kissing me -- his moustache now wet with sweat and his saliva. With his left hand, he attacked my sore right nipple. With his right, he eased the dildo all the way up into me. It didn't hurt too much. I felt so full and sore and turned on all at the same time. Speaking of turned on, he turned a switch on the dildo, and it started to vibrate. He pumped it into me again and again as I writhed on the bed. With his left hand, he found the slit in my harem pants and inspected my very-hard 6-inch penis.
Then he bent down and put it into his mouth.

'No! Please!" I cried out loud. My body was one writhing, electric, helpless sexual entity. My beautiful hair tangled in my bare shoulders while I bounced and shimmied in that sexy outfit. My nipple, anus and penis were all being expertly exploited, and I knew I was going on sexual overload.

"Please stop," I moaned in my ecstacy.