Dick Martin - Virginia_s wet lips

It was the size of it. The dildo, she guessed, was nearly as large as Chad's dick perhaps even larger. It was easily a foot long, and looked to be fully an inch and a half in diameter. But then, as Burt brought it closer to her, she was able to appreciate its true size. She'd been right about its length about a foot. But she'd been wrong about the thickness.

As she saw Burt grasp it, and saw how the thumb and forefinger of his one hand failed to close about it, Virginia realized that the dildo was a good two inches or more in diameter. She swallowed noisily as much in anticipation as anything else. This was what she needed, wanted even. What she craved most of all was a hard male cock, preferably of the same dimension and preferably possessed by a horny male with a great, torrential, drowning load of jism to be jammed to the hairs into her aching quim but she'd more than gladly settle for an imitation. Especially since it looked as if she had no choice in the matter.

Burt brought it down low over her face. It was still, its switch yet unturned, and it was cold to her flesh as the massive knob of the false cock touched her forehead. She shivered involuntarily at the touch, and she noted, vaguely, that it was very realistic with its veins and tendons and gristly little bumps. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to the caress of the phony dick. The huge cock-head moved down over the bridge of her nose and dropped onto her slightly parted lips. She opened her mouth still wider and let her tongue lick across the knob, sliming the latex with her saliva slickness. He pushed it forward, into her mouth a littlemore. She forced her lips to open in accommodation, and felt her jaws forced apart. The knob pressed almost to the back of her throat but not quite. Which was just as well. Had it been a real cock, she'd have welcomed it for with her expertise and mood of the moment, she'd have willingly sucked a male with such a prick right to the edge of ejaculation, but never quite beyond, until he finally would roar like a frustrated bull, grab her, and jam the full length of his magnificent dick into her hungrily contracting cunt.

But it was only make-believe though her lusts were not and she didn't want to strain her throat with such a parcel without hope of benefit from it. Burt worked the dildo up and down, in and out of tier mouth, as she tightened her lips on the shaft and moved her tongue over the head, trying to pretend that it was real and that at any moment her lover would pull his huge dick out of her mouth and fuck her in the cunt with all his might. But the dildo was suddenly withdrawn from her mouth. Virginia heard the low hum from the vibrating unit and then she nearly came up out of her skin as she felt the still-cold latex vibrate against her thighs, high up on the inner sensitive softness. lie moved that vibrating dildo up towards her pussy, right to the edge of the jerking crease of her thigh but as with the feather, stopped and moved to the other. There he did it again, then went back to the first, back and forth, back and forth, always nearing her cunt, but never quite reaching it. She was screaming, shrieking with anguished need. Virginia knew that if she didn't come and soon she was going to lose control of herself, that she'd go mad, crazy, in a frenzy of unsatisfied lusts.

The vibrating head of the massive dildo was gone from between her thighs and instead was moving over the soft outer swells of her magnificent tits. She groaned and desperately tried to rub her thighs together but couldn't close them because of the expertise of the bindings restricting her. Then she tried to force her cunt against the vibrating part of the dildo but Burt's quick, expert movements evaded her and she was denied even that minimal chance at orgasmic release. He drew the vibrating head of the dildo lightly inward, with a slowly spiraling circle that followed the perimeters of her lushy heaving tits, slowly zeroing in on the turgid bull's-eyes of her nipples, but as with all else, never quite reaching them."Why?" she sobbed, voice catching as frustration and excitement mingled in her aroused young body."Why? Why won't you let me come?!"

Was he doing it to avenge himself for some vicious cock-teaser he'd known? Did he hate women? Was he impotent? All of the possibilities raged through her inflamed mind, but none could satisfy the burning need yearning in her sloppily drooling cunt.

She felt the bed shifting, but couldn't bring herself to open her eyes and see what the cruel madman was doing now. All she knew was that there was a sharp metallic click and the opening of yet another compartment within the bed platform and that the dildo never hesitated in its teasing movements.

She heard a strange sound, a hard sound and opened her eyes in fear.

And then opened her eyes still wider in puzzled amazement. lie was puffing, from beneath some concealed opening inside the frame of the bed, what looked like a vacuum-cleaner hoses.

But at the end of these hoses, instead of cleaning attachments, were wide, flexible… things. She couldn't imagine what they might be. They looked like very heavy, clear plastic bags. Slowly, Burt took each of those odd plastic sacks and opened them up to full width. They made Virginia think of flexible plastic funnels. They were shaped something like half-spheres, as if eachhad been a ball of clear plastic and had been cut in half and attached to hoses.

And then he fit each, in turn, over her tits. Virginia was too stunned to do more than lie there, head tilted downward, watching in amazement as he slipped the plastic bags over her jugs, snugging the lower hem as far down over the magnificent, heaving swells of soft flesh as possible. Burt ran his fingers down over the plastic-encased fits, smoothing the wrinkles from the plastic so that the bags were tight on her tits, hugging to every last square inch of delightful surface area.

She looked up into his eyes and saw excitement glittering there. What did he want? What was he planning to do? Did he hope to milk her tits, as if she were a diary cow?

"Wh-What are you going to-" she began, but Burt gave her the answers she sought by what he did, not what he said.

Without any further warning, Burt bent, reaching over the side of the bed, and threw a concealed switch. Virginia felt the vibrations of a motor through the mattress and then she felt the plastic bags clutching closer to her fits, felt the suction as the air was pulled from within those tit-hugging sacks. She felt the already hardened domes of her nipples hardening still more, and it felt as if every inch of her gorgeous, ripe, full titswere being sucked into the mouth of some invisible giant who never needed to pause for air.

Burt reached around the side of the bed and threw another switch. The vibrations of the motor changed, then, but Virginia didn't notice; she was too busy being turned on still farther by the new actions of the sucking machine attached to her jugs.

Now the machine was sucking all of the air out of the sacks clinging to her tits with sudden surges of power, only to suddenly allow the air to rush back in. Her knockers swelled and relaxed, heaved, glowed and then paled as the alternating pressures stimulated them. Her nipples felt as if they would burst, and all of the sensations were sending messages to sheer, complete, unabashed wantonness and arousal directly to her already slobbering cunt and throbbing clitoris.

Burt hadn't forgotten that. He had not overlooked her drooling, clutching pussy. In fact, he'd had it in mind all along.

Even as he threw the switch again, once more changing the rhythm of the air pressure in the vacuum bags slicked over her tits, Burt was moving towards her cunt. She didn't have to wait long before her lust-clouded eyes were able to make out what he planned to do in the minor's reflection. Burt had once more grasped that huge, oversized imitation cock, the vibrating dildo. Slowly, as if he were a kid with a toy plane, he was flying it through the air towards the juncture of her thighs. It clipped and soared, swooped and climbed and then glided in parallel to the surface of the bed, lower… lower… lower… Virginia thought she was going to go mad. Her tits were being subjected to the most pleasurable, total sucking she'd ever known. But at the same time, her cunt was constructed with her arousal. Only the fact that she was so aroused, and therefore so thoroughly lubricated, enable her to accept what Burt was doing without physical damage. For the first time, he touched her cunt directly. His fingers, nimble and knowing, spread the petal of her pussy flower. He moved the thick head of the oversized, vibrating dildo forward, fitting it between the lips of her cunt till it was securely lodged. Then, carefully, by fractions of an inch, he began to push it inward. It felt to Virginia as if her cunt-walls were going to split open from the oversized twat-reamer they were being forced to accept. At the same time, though, the realization that she was completely helpless and being so completely aroused only made Virginia the moreeager to submit totally to the dildo being forced into her fuck-hole, the more anticipatory of thepleasures to comes. Deeper and deeper, she felt the vibrating head of the imitation cock press up into her cunt. She tensed as she felt the massively oversized knob press against her cervix and then relaxed again as it pushed beyond, into the depths of her womb. She looked up into the minor overhead, voyeur-like, watching as the lovely red-headed woman she saw there writhed and shook in response to the suction bags on her tits and the ever-deeper penetration of the huge, thick dildo. Virginia watched the thick shaft of the false cock sliding between the voracious lips of her red-fringed pussy, feeling it at the same time as the fake dick stretched the walls of her cunt and the top of the member chafed her clitoris.