Story request

[mikhailsmirnov]

Can someone post a story about a knee fucking, please? Or give a link?

I'll give you a hint of what is meant. Read the following.

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You know how it is, you take your wife, girlfriend or whatever out for a nice relaxing evening and there's a bunch of screaming kids at the next table. In our case we were eating on the terrace outside and at the next table were half a dozen men having a good time. The problem was their good time bled over into our good time. Besides loud they kept staring at Sara and making rude comments. Now I can't blame them for staring for Sara is slim with full breasts, silky hair, style, and an aura that screams sex. Perhaps I mis-judged them for as we were about to leave one of them came over with a couple of drinks and apologies for their behaviour. We thanked them, had the drinks, and left. When we got to the parking lot I was feeling a little woozy. I didn't think I had that much to drink but thought that maybe Sara should drive. It was a very strange sensation, for when I turned to talk to Sara she wasn't next to me and I seemed to be moving in slow motion. I saw her behind me, surrounded by the men from the table next to us, and when I started over there I wasn't sure if I was moving. I could see and hear them, I just wasn't moving. I felt fine, in fact pretty good, but it was as if my legs were not listening to my brain, I just stood there looking at them feeling slightly puzzled perhaps, but that was about all.

I watched as they escorted Sara to a van, then two of them came over to me and at their suggestion I willingly followed them and climbed into the vehicle with them. We were all talking comfortably, they seemed like good people, my body seemed to be working fine, but it seemed that I just wasn't completely sure it was me. It was almost as if I was viewing a movie, but that I could talk to the actors and walk into the scenes. After a drive of some duration we arrived at a nice looking home, strolled in and were led to a large recreation area, very pleasant, very friendly. We sat down and one of the men leaned forward and explained things to us. Apparently they were going to have a party with Sara and that I would watch and enjoy. This sounded fine with me and Sara seemed to like the idea. As I settled back into my chair slow seductive music with a strong back beat filled the room. Sara glided into the center of the room, swaying to the music. Now Sara is not a flashy dresser, she had on a simple light dress that reached to just below the knees, but it draped beautifully over her full breasts, clinging across her waist to drop over her hips. She does have a touch of the exhibitionist about her, is very enthusiastic about sex and is a bit of a size queen. As she undulated across the floor she was sex personified. She exuded a sheer raw sexuality that could be felt, that drew you to her to the exclusion of everything else. It was her and the music and a palpable lust that almost pressed you back in the chair.

I was instantly aroused by her dance. The skirt of her dress flicked back and forth as her hips ground out the slow beat, the restricted sway of her breasts stretching out the fabric only to bob back into position with her next movement. Her hands carressed her body, sliding sensually up her sides, stroking over her chest to plunge down across her stomach, briefly molding her dress between her legs. Her head was thrown back, her mouth open as the music grabbed her, directing her movements, drawing her hands up to cup her heavy breasts, lifting them, offering them to her audience. She was lost in the music, enjoying her own performance as she drew up the hem of the dress, exposing her legs briefly then releasing her skirt to float back down. Her hands were drawn more frequently to between her legs, pausing there now to give a slight caress before lifting her dress or returning to the stroking of her breasts.

The front of her dress was wrinkled and damp where she had pressed it into her crotch. Noting how aroused she was only spurred me on. Mentally I was ready to rip off my clothes and fuck her, but physically I could do nothing, my body refusing to obey its commands. My arousal continued to grow as once again she lifted her dress, this time lifting it higher until her pubic mound was exposed, holding it bunched around her waist, letting us drink in the view of her damp panties. Her hips rolled with the music, thrusting out with the beat, we could see that the material of her brief panties had split the lips of her pussy and they were protruding from either side of the buried fabric. She twirled, exposing her ass to our panting gaze, bending at the waist to give a brief glimpse of her panties buried in her ass cleft. My body was responding involuntairily, I was growing harder, but I had no control over my actions.

Sara lifted the dress over her head and tossed it aside, still rocking her hips but now thrusting her ass at us, bending deeply, her hair spilling over her head, glancing at us between her spread legs. Her dance was of pure sex and sensuality. It was an all encompassing atmosphere of lust that wrapped us in desire and want. She seemed to control us with her movements as we followed each motion with hungry eyes, begging her to allow us to take her. She spun around as the tempo of the music increased, letting us see her bra encased breasts, the mounds of her full bosom bouncing inside their cups, threatening to spill out. Grasping her panties above each hip she slowly pulled up on the sides, grinding her hips as she pulled the fabric tighter into her vulva, exposing more of her pussy. Her body moving faster in its fluid motions as the beat speeded up, stretching her panties to the breaking point as she worked them hard against her vagina, her breasts jumping inside their restriction, her nipples making brief appearances as her boobs shook.

My focus was broken when I noticed movement among the other men. Shirts were being unbuttoned, pants unzipped as the other men began to undress. I was puzzled why I couldn't join them, but not really concerned, it was just not something that I was allowed to control. Sara was cupping her breasts through her bra, the tops of her dark auroles exposed, the nipples peeking out as she again offered them to the watching men. Her dance had lost some of its abandon as she was now aware of the men as they undressed. Her focus was more direct, she was dancing for them, no longer dancing to express the lust she alone was feeling inside herself. I realized with a start that she, unlike me, had control over her actions, that she was doing this not because she had no choice, but because she wanted to. Apparently whatever drug had been placed in our drinks, I had received a much stronger dosage.

As the men finished undressing, remaining standing after sliding off their clothes, she removed her bra, letting it drop away as her hands covered her heavy hanging breasts, the erect nipples peeping between her fingers. She would mash her breasts into her chest, then lifting and holding them out, releasing them to sway under their own weight. She began to dance closer to the men, her eyes lighting on each one as she took inventory of the gifts she was about to receive. Most of the men were of average build, hung between six to seven inches. Two however were extraordinary. One guy, with jet black hair, had an incredible cock. It was bobbing heavily, struggling to grow erect against its thick weight, arcing out from his abdomen about 14 inches, lowering to nearly touch his knee, then its two and a half inch width slowly rising as he moved. It was a parody of a normal cock, thick veins extending down its length, visibly pumping blood to the great head, throbbing with energy, a bull of a cock that was going to penetrate where ever it wanted. The other cock was even more unusual, hanging straight down, well past the knees, it had a smallish head, not much larger than an ordinary cock, but growing wider as it rose until it became a huge trunk four inches across. The weight was such that the skin on either side of his cock stretched as it pulled his flesh down. I watched transfixed as it continued to fill with blood, stuggling against gravity and his seemingly puny body as it inched its way up from the vertical, moving in small incremental twitchs as his heart pumped blood. It slowly filled, becoming more erect.

Sara was totally absorbed by these two monsters. Unconsciously she slid her panties off, unaware of her hand stroking herself between her legs as her eyes darted back and forth between the two, her face indicating her disbelief. She continued to move with the music without realizing it, her previously graceful and sensual movements now a more awkward, jerking shuffle as she stroked herself, drawn inexorably towards these men who were going to violate her. I was frightened of anybodys ability to take either of these two monsters, but Sara's face, body, movements, only reflected her lust, her desire to feel these great tools inside her. The other men had gathered around her, fondling her, running their hands over her body, fingers penetrating her. One man bent her over as she stood in front of the two giants, she reached out and grasped one in each hand, her fingers not even close to encircling them. The man behind her, pushing her over, slid his cock into her dripping pussy, she didn't even notice. She brought both of these cocks to her face, rubbing herself against them, mashing them into her face, rubbing herself back and forth against them, burying herself between them. Her face was being jerked and scraped against the two dicks as the man behind her pumped into her cunt. Another man lay down between her legs as the guy entering her from the rear withdrew, his cock shiny and dripping with her juices. She was pressed to her knees, straddling the man stretched out, lowering herself onto his stiff cock, the one that had been fucking her dropping to his knees behind her, entering her anus. She still seemed to be unaware that she was now being fucked in both holes, she could only bury her face in the great dicks she couldn't release, rubbing herself uncontrollably against them.

She would try and take one in her mouth occasionally but they were to wide to fit inside. The best she could do was to flick her tongue against the heads. The two men fucking her came without her realizing it, their cum dripping from her after they withdrew, drops of thick white cum mixing with her thinner juices. They were replaced by the other two men taking up the same positions. The two that had just cum stood next to her and forced her face away from the two giant cocks, cleaning themselves inside her mouth. As she cleaned them she held tight to her two treasures, hugging them and massaging her boobs with them. Sucking voraciously on the two spent cocks, she made soft mewing sounds as her arousal spiraled upwards. Clearly she viewed the four average cocks as mere play things, something to be tolerated until the real thing was ready. I watched as she was bucked by the two driving cocks in her, oblivious to their penetrations, centered once again on the two monsters that were her existence. She had dismissed the two she had been cleaning as a pair of trifles only to be tolerated as she drew the other two close to her. One was draped over shoulder as she held the other in both hands rubbing it over her face, tongueing it and trying to mouth it until her saliva was dripping off the head. She was barely able to wait now, her need more insistent wanting to feel one of the giant cocks penetrating inside, nosing her insides apart as it split her. She was returning the thrusting of the two cocks in her, anxious to get them off, to be rid of them so she could start to feed her craving for being massively penetrated. She urged the two men on until they spent in her. She jerked herself off them, trying to push their wet bodies away so she could have her way.

The two remaining men picked her up and laid her down on a narrow padded bench, my eyes swiveling to watch her. Her wide spread legs were facing me, her dripping pussy winking at me. I was enthralled by this scene, to see this person I regarded as my woman being taken by others, my only concern was my inability to participate. Sara was begging greedily to be fucked. She reached out and grabbed the 14 inch cock, thicker now that it was fully erect, unbelievably jutting almost straight out from his crotch. She pulled him over as he straddled the bench, guiding him to her wet vagina. It was an highly erotic site, yet strange also, I knew this cock was there, I could see it, but it was so enormous, so other wordly that it was difficult to accept. Its massive head covered virtually her entire pussy, even her previously splayed lips were hidden. It was wierd to see how far he stood above the bench, yet his cock easily spanned the distance down to her pussy. I could see her fingers grabbing at the cock, the fingernails rimmed in white by the intensity of her grip so frantic was she in getting it inside herself. Sara was goading him on through clenched teeth, wanting him to fuck her, to force himself inside. He succumbed to her demands pushing himself forward and down. Incredibly I could see even this thick of a cock bending slightly at the resistance of her vagina. She tried moving it around her opening, searching for the right angle, growling at him to push it in. Suddenly she stopped and I could see that she began to spread open before him. He hadn't actually started to penetrate her, he was just pushing her slick outer lips inside her, but it was some sort of progress. He kept pushing against her as she held her breath.............her pussy lips popped out around the head that bulldozed into her.............parting her..........forcing its way in. We all froze watching its progress, the only motion that of the black haired man as he pressed on. The head was in. I could see her lips stretched around it, gripping it tightly, whitened in tension, to tight to let her juice or the sperm of the others out.

Sara was the first to regain her breath, the rest of us just watching. She began to moan, building in volume and frequency until her sounds were more a continuous grunt. When her orgasm hit she was scrabbling at her breasts, pulling on her nipples, stretching them in her lust, her legs jerking in response to her contractions, moaning in release. You could almost feel her cunt fluttering, but anything visual was hidden by the continued inward thrust of that enormous cock. She probably had at least half of the cock in her and my view was blocked at this point but I could see the movement of the guy as he slowly pressed on. He just ignored Sara orgasm and she was unable to relax after it subsided, consumed by his advance, opened wider than she had ever been. Her legs were making kicking, reaching out motions as she humped against him, trying to work him in deeper. She was taking a cunt splitting cock and she wanted more, unable to get it in fast enough. He was now two thirds of the way in and began to pump it in and out instead of just pushing it in. Sara was humping faster now, breathing hard, then stopping, frozen, only to begin again. I could see the side of her face, twisted in lust, shocked at the depths he was reaching, at the width of his cock, grimacing as he battered her inside, but above all, excitement was written across her face.

I can't tell you where the cock was going, I couldn't ask her, all I know was that he was buried all the way inside her. Her pussy was loosening a little, now making sounds as he plunged in and out, allowing little spurts of her juice to come out. He was taking long hard strokes, crashing against her clit every time he bottomed out. She was building towards another orgasm, trying to sit up and forward, desperately trying to see what she could feel. Trying to believe that she was accomodating that cock. Her hands were trying to grab his hips and pull him deeper and harder, screaming at him over and over to fuck her harder........... to FUCK ME........FUCK ME........she came again, rocking and shaking, his fucking frantic now as he plowed through her orgasm, uncaring about her, only wanting to get off himself. He came with a roar, his ass cheeks flexing time and again, pumping his huge load deeply inside her, grunting with each shot. As he finished he jerked his three inch thick cock out of her. Momentairily her pussy gaped open the width of his cock, then opened and closed with each pulse of her still spasming cunt, ejecting a river of their mixed spendings.

The man with the other huge cock leapt to take his place. He had been running his hands up and down its length bringing it to full erection. It was massively hard, nearly two feet long, but even with a diameter of over four inches at the base it was not stout enough to stay upright by itself. It sprouted out from his belly almost horizontally to then begin a long downward arc until the head was pointing down nearly vertically. Sara grabbed it as he stepped over her. You could truly see the size as she held the base, the head extending to her shoulder. It appeared that he was getting into the same position as the previous guy but instead two men picked her up off the bench and he laid down. For a moment his cock flopped free before he scooped it up, it almost reached over his thigh to touch the floor. Then he held it vertical while the others suspended her over the head. It was an awesome sight to see her legs dangling, her ankles alongside his body, the head of his cock just entering her vagina. She was facing me, held by her upper arms, her head bowed trying to see his cock. They lowered her down as she easily gobbled up the first ten inches or so, approaching the thickness and depth of the other cock. Her legs started to twitch, her head jerking up as the penetration became serious, her feet still not touching the floor. There was little she could do as her descent continued. She was gasping, the discomfort evident in her face as a foot of cock was inside, the head pressing against her cervix. I could tell his cock was bowing out by the bulge in her belly shifting as it moved inside her, bending, unable to pass into her uterus. Another inch in, strain on her face, her stomach pushed out when her cervix yielded to the pressure. Sara gasped more loudly, then slid into a long moan as his cock rushed up deep inside her.

Her toes were finally able to touch the floor, then she was able to sink her feet down, planted firmly, all but six inches inside her. They released her as she took her weight, watching to see what she would do. She did not disappoint them, or me, or herself. Groaning, her face a mask of lust and effort, she tentatively sank down further, just a little, a small experiment, testing her reactions. She then lifted up, then back down, faster, advancing just slightly each time she went down. Her arms went out for balance, her legs shaky. She tried to lean forward to brace herself against his lower legs, but she was filled to deeply. I watched her breasts swinging forward and back with her movements, the concentration on her face, straightening up, realizing that she would have to support herself on her wobbly legs. Taking a deep breath, resolving to get the remaining inches of that huge cock inside her, she braced herself, ready to start back down. It wasn't just the depth that was the problem, she was being stretched further than she had previously. I couldn't see everything but I could see her pussy stretched open to an unbelievable extent, her outer lips mashed tightly against her thighs, her clit hard, shining, reflecting her lust.

Her legs visibly trembling with the strain, her entire body shaking with excitement, she gathered herself for the final push when her legs gave out. Her body dropped heavily on top of him as her eyes popped open in shock, her breath forced out of her. She tried to raise up but one of the men held her down, keeping two feet of cock buried deep inside, her pussy stretched around four and a half inches of thick cock, 14 inches in circumference. I visually tried to imagine how big around that was and couldn't, I could only imagine how difficult it was for her to take it. Just the thought of two feet of cock inside of her was amazing, almost as amazing as the look of wanton lust on her face as she squirmed to adjust to the fullness inside. She began to rock her hips in an attempt to grind her clit against his leg, but couldn't move that far. Lifting herself against the man holding her she was able to start sliding up and down, fucking herself on his cock, moaning, her hands braced against her thighs, her boobs flying. The man had his hands around her waist, helping her to bounce up and down, his hard short breaths beginning to drown out Sara's moans. Some of the men grabbed her when her orgasm hit, preventing her from collapsing. I swear I could see her stomach expanding from the volume of sperm pumped inside her. There was no mistaking though the clasping of her pussy as it spasmed around the base of his cock.

They began to haul her off him before she had finished cumming, his cocksliding out of her in a long continuous motion that seemed to go on forever. The load inside her was flowing out even before the last six inches of cock dropped out. I was only able to get a quick glimpse of her gaping cunt before she was pulled aside, the man rolled off the bench and the big black haired man with the 14 inch cock laid down. His dick was hard, the purple head full of blood, waiting to victimize her again. Without giving her time to recover she was set down on his cock, easily taking it. He reached up to pull her down to him, his tongue searching for her mouth, forcing it inside. I seemed to sense that I was beginning to have some control of my body, I wasn't sure yet, just a distant feeling. I concentrated on trying to move, and after a few minutes realized that I was gaining some control. The drug was wearing off, I was able to struggle to my feet. Noone paid any attention to me as I took a few faltering steps, all attention focused on Sara and the fucking she was about to receive.

Sara was rolling her hips on the stomach of the man she was impaled on, getting all of his cock in her, rubbing her clit against the base of his cock. She had been in throes of an orgasm a moment before and already she was trying for another one. The man with the two foot cock approached her from behind, his dick seemingly unaffected by his recent cum, still a monstrous red pole arcing out from his body, anchored between his legs by that huge girth, tapering to an almost normal sized head. He held his cock in both hands, advancing towards her as if he were holding a battering ram prior to smashing in a locked door. Juices still draining out of Sara, flowing between the legs of the man she was riding, dripping onto the floor as it flowed out over the bench. I had moved up to watch the two of them fuck when her head snapped up in shock as the second massive cock was forced into her stretched pussy. She paused there, stunned for a brief moment, her mind trying to understand what her body was experiencing. Then her sexual craving took over. She uttered a low moan before collapsing on to the man below her, rubbing her tits into his chest, squirming against him, trying for all the sensual feelings she could accept. I could see the movements of the man straddling the bench as he tried to work deeper into her. The effort he was making plainly evident by the strain on his features. He was advancing into her, but not without seriously pushing against her stretched pussy. I tottered back to watch, the control of my movements growing rapidly. I was amazed to see that he was a good eight inches inside her, her vagina had to be stretched out close to six inches, yet she was rocking back and forth, fucking herself on those two massive cocks, her movements growing more violent as she rammed them into her cunt. The guy on top was now just putting pressure on her, letting her movements stroke his cock as he fed it into her. I watched in disbelief as he advanced into her, bending his knees, sinking closer to her as his penetration continued. I couldn't see Sara's face to read her expression but judging from her moaning and breathing she was incredibly turned on. She had over two feet of cock in her, the man on top had to be entering her womb by now and her movements were growing more frantic. I could hear her grunt between her moans, reacting every time she rammed herself down.

He was now buried inside her to all but the last six inches. Sara was now pumping harder than ever. She was supporting herself on her outstretched arms, her boobs flapping, her head bent back exposing her stretched neck, one of the other watchers feeding his cock to her, her mouth buried in his pubic hair. He was fucking her mouth in sync with her rocking on the two cocks inside her. I now had full control, feeling no after effects of what ever had paralyzed me, and stripped my clothes off, finally able to stroke my own cock. The cock in Sara's mouth began to spurt and as he came he pulled out of her, spraying her face. She lowered her head and began to force herself even harder on the two cocks. Her pussy stretched obscenely, wrapped tightly around them, her anus pushed up close to her back, her body desperately trying to accommodate the two gigantic cocks. The second cock was buried as deeply as it could go and the men were holding on as she rode them violently, her breath coming quicker, in short sharp gasps as she neared another orgasm. I reached under to massage her belly, feeling the fullness in her, the two cocks apparent to my touch through her flesh as they slid back and forth under my hand. Her head was pulled back by her hair as another cock was thrust into her mouth, the cum on her face smeared across her features as the man mouth fucking her pressed her head against him. She was once again racked by an orgasm as the three cocks pummeled her. Her body was being tossed in all directions as they fucked, ignoring her convulsions, uncaring that she was riding the crest of an orgasm, unmindful that she could barely breathe around the cock in her throat. I could feel the waves of ecstasy rolling across her stomach, traveling down the huge cocks buried in her as she came. She continued to throw herself down even as she came, lost in her frenzy. All she knew was to try and open herself more, to have her body stretched beyond human possibilities, to feel her guts churning, her organs battered internally by the invading cocks.

The man in her mouth came, shooting down her throat, denying her the taste of his spendings. The cocks inside her shot almost simultaneously, filling her with vast quantities, her belly expanding under my hand with the volume of cum. I could no longer feel the huge bulge created by the massive intrusions as more and more cum was pumped into her belly. Where once her stomach had been above the man under her as she supported herself with her arms, it now pressed hard against him as she swelled. Her muscles were slack, weakened from her own massive orgasms, she draped over the man under her, tossed around as they shook through their releases. As she bounced around I could see her swollen belly squeezed out the sides when she would slam down. The man on top withdrew, his cock making that long journey from inside her, his great cock flagging this time, reflecting the efforts of his second rapid orgasm as it hung straight down, flopping between his legs, extending well below his knees. Sara was pulled off the other man, two men lifting her up until she was held spread eagled, her back parallel to the floor. I could see up inside her vagina, a gaping hole with a torrent of sperm pouring out of her. As the flow began to subside the opening into her womb was exposed, stretched open, a trickle of cum emptying out of her uterus, flowing through her vagina and out the massive hole. It was like looking into a river carved cave, complete with its own small waterfall where the cum passed through her cervix to drop down into her vagina. Xx dangled from their arms, limp, exhausted, her pussy deformed from the seven plus inch oval hole made by the two cocks, her cunt muscles too stretched and tired to close. I wanted to stick my head up her, to drink in her flowing juices. Her vaginal walls pulsed with the remainder of her orgasm, glistening, red from the heat burning inside. It was a different entity, apart from her, an organ that seemed to exist for itself, a gaping hole that needed constant filling.

One of the men had laid on the bench, one leg draped over the side, the other upright, his heel tight against his butt. He motioned for the two men holding Sara to set her on his knee. They turned her upright letting her legs dangle and carried her into position, setting her on the upturned knee. She needed to be supported, unable to react, unaware of what was being done to her. As she was set on the knee her vaginal lips spread around it, her dangling legs forced apart by the mans leg. As her weight was taken on to the knee, the two men gripped her just tight enough to keep her from toppling over. My eyes saw, but did not believe, as she started to slide down over the mans knee, his thigh and shin beginning to enter her. Her pussy opening, blossoming into life with this new treat, welcoming the challenge. Her legs, limp and hanging, were being spread wide, as was her pussy. Seeing her legs forced farther apart gave greater evidence to the extend she was being stretched. He had penetrated her probably three inches when her descent slowed, then stopped. Her eyes opened, she became aware of her surroundings, her body reacted to the intrusion, she began to moan. It took me a minute to realize that she was saying ......nnnnooooooo...... in long drawn out breaths. Apparently she had enough, but the men working her over had not. Taking a tighter hold on her they began to work her up and down, incrementally gaining a little penetration each time they dropped her back down. Her pussy lips, rolling in and out as they stretched over his leg, were tight as steel bands. I would have thought she had been stretched enough before to take even this, but when I rapped my hands around my own doubled up leg, my fingers not coming close to meeting, I realized how awesome this was. Surely she couldn't take anymore.

Over and over they jacked her, four inches deep...........approaching five inches.........now over five inches.........her vaginal ring stretching, her pussy lips spreading, stretching, her cunt splayed over his knee, engulfing his legs. Her moans of protest were now moans of encouragement, deep seated utterances from the pit of her soul, proof of the depths of her lust. She had to burst open, nobody could take this, but instead her vagina kept spreading. Over six inches inside her, now seven inches, now eight inches and on she sank. Was this accepting something 12 inches wide? Was she taking a huge dildo made of a human leg over a yard in circumference? I was watching it but my mind couldn't accept it. A slightly louder grunt from her when he held his rigid cock against his thigh and her dimensionless pussy aborbed that. It was not a big cock, but surely any additional width had to have an effect. Her clit was about to be dragged inside her pussy, her anus was being sucked in, her cunt a huge vacuum. This unreal scene took on one more staggering dimension when I watched her asshole disappear inside of her. It just sort of rolled under itself as more of her body was dragged in. His knee visible in the bulge that crept up her abdominal walls, distorting her body even further. As her clit was sucked inside her, now scraping against his leg, she exploded in orgasm, her head back, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked in air then expelled it, lost in her erotic bliss.

Her juice was pouring from her cunt through any escape path, lubricating her descent, flooding across the bench to puddle across the floor. The spasming pussy, the alternately contracting and relaxing vaginal muscles, aided her acceptance of his leg, her rate of descent increased. She continued to slide down while she climaxed. She was firmly impaled on his leg, long ago any support from the men was unneeded and her body swayed slightly in a circle as she slid down. We watched her, unbelieving, as she continued down, her breathing coming in shallow gulps, her lungs compressed by the mass inside her. She could not stop climaxing, the stimulation too intense, the waves of ecstasy visible even in her limp thighs as her flesh rolled with the erotic surges passing through her body. She had been penetrated a foot deep and even her continuous orgasm didn't ease her descent now, not enough to make up for the increasing width she was taking. Her progress slowed, but not stopped. We were all masturbating as we watched, occasionally shooting our loads onto her, never ceasing our pumping. She was approaching bottom, only a few more inches to go. The distance between the top of her cunt and the bottom was well over a foot. She should have been ripped in half. I was unsure if she was conscious at this point, but it didn't matter to her body, her orgasm unceasing, must have gone on for twenty minutes. I saw her eyes flicker open briefly and I gazed at her soul, the meaning of her life clearly visible. She was conscious, conscious of her incredible feat, conscious that this was what her life was about. Her life was the opening of her vagina until all things filled her, stretched her open. Until she sucked in her surrounding environment. Her ass cheeks were literally smaller now as her they were being drawn inside, her once thick bush was now a small fringe of pubic hair peeping ouside of her vagina, most of her bush was now part of her cunt. Finally the remnants of her buttocks came to rest on his hip, she was done, having taken as much as she could, a great portion of her body sucked inside herself, leaving a vast open hole crammed with human flesh. She sat there, her arms wrapped around herself, embracing the doubled up leg inside her body, finished, motionless except for the waves of her orgasm washing over her. Then her legs stirred, stiffened, as she tried to lift herself up. Long soulful groans, deep visceral moans emanating, she rose, higher, then faster. Her ass cheeks coming back into view, her anus unrolling back outside, her pubic hair reappearing, a foot of his leg exposed. Then she dropped back down. Back up again, faster this time, then down. She was fucking herself on his leg. It wasn't possible, but she was doing it. Her insatiable cravings driving her on. I couldn't remember when she wasn't in orgasm, what did she want? What was driving her on? She wanted more. The expressions on her face alternated between ecstasy and anguish, reflecting her struggle between accepting the stretching she was undergoing and satisfying her lust. It was awesome, watching the parts of her body sucked inside her on the downstroke, unfolding from within her on the upstrokes. Over and over she fucked herself. She was right, there was more. I can't say she exploded in orgasm as she had never stopped cumming, but she certainly advanced to a higher level. I found out later for myself what she experienced, but at this time I couldn't comprehend it. I just know that she went somewhere I had never experienced. She seemed to grow larger, the energy created by her new climax could be felt, it seemed as if cum would burst from her entire body. She had stopped her fucking motions, frozen in position, rooted by the leg inside her ........... and just climaxed ............ endlessly.

We watched her, stroking our cocks, covering her with thicker layers of our sperm while her body experienced the uninterrupted succession of orgasms. I think most of the men came on her an additional two or three times as she hung there anchored on his leg, absorbing her energy, just staring at her, unable to accept it.

Part 2

I stood there absolutely stupefied, as we all did. I should have been drained, physically and mentally, from what had just happened but in fact I don’t think I had ever been more excited. Sara was lying there, covered in cum, a serene expression on her face. I just stared at her, still gently stroking my rigid cock, thinking it is my turn now, or rather it had better be because I am going to explode without further release. I couldn’t get the image of Sara sliding down that guys leg, they way she was stretched and opened up, the way she awoke to new sexual heights until complete penetration was the only thing that could satisfy her. I don’t know how she was able to accommodate so much but I will never forget the sight of her riding herself up and down on his leg, how her body seemed to be drawn inside herself, the way her legs shook with her excitement and effort, the way her arms wrapped around her stomach encompassing the great bulge of her stretched abdomen and the clearly exalted expression on her face. I would have been concerned for her well being but the obvious expression of satisfaction on her face was proof of her contentment.
Remark! - We stop here....there is a continiation how the man was fucked, but it's an other topic.

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The second story I found:
Andy drove on across the expanse of cornfields his only marker or reference point was the miles of tarmac and more often dust tracks ahead of him. It was hot and humid and he wished to hell his company had shelled out for air conditioning in this crappy car. His smart ass sales manager had suggested that if he hit his sales target he might be offered a better motor. Andy hated his job, travelling all around the mid western states selling farm equipment to the most remote places on earth. Sometimes he drove up to a farm and it could be the first signs of life for miles. He had to cross these vast areas to get to the farms themselves. Often farmers were quite appreciative of a visit and the chance to talk to someone in their industry. It was not unusual to be offered bed and breakfast at these more remote locations. Andy hoped this would be the case this time, since he would have to sleep over in his car otherwise, as there was no way he could get back to his hotel tonight. This journey was tiresome and he was not in a happy frame of mind, 46 years old and by-passed for promotion he was marking time going nowhere with his boring life his marriage was of convenience his wife used to his many trips away through the years had found other interests and sex was non existent. As he drove along these deserted roads he would often jack- off fantasying about his pet fetishes, big tits, the bigger the better, nothing was to gross for Andy, same with pussy the bigger the better though he preferred his women slim and stacked. rather than all over big. As younger man he had often dreamed about meeting one of those sex starved farmers wife's his bullshitting work mates had told tales of, but he hardly believed them since his own experience had been nil. Farmer Haggers's farm had not been visited by anyone from Andy's company, so it would be a new venture. In the distance he could just make out the shape of the Hagger's farm buildings immersed in a sea of corn, sun reflecting off the roof. Argh, he thought some civilization at last, he drove on eventually through the ranch style gates and up to the front of the farm. Mr. Hagger and his wife came out to meet him "Hi Andy pleased to meet you, haven't seen anyone for weeks. This is my wife Hilda," He continued "and call me Bob. Hilda and I live alone here, so its real good to see someone. I hope you will stay the night, have a few beers and a good old chat." "Sure" said Andy, thankful he would not have to sleep in his car. Bob was in his fifties but Hilda was much younger early forties possibly late thirties quite attractive and as far as he could tell had quite a good body, least ways her blouse stood out well from her chest which she seemed to be pointing at Andy. He dismissed that thought as down to his over active imagination. "Hilda show Andy his room and I'll finish up out here its almost time for dinner".said Bob. "Follow me Andy" said Hilda walking off inside the house, upstairs they went Andy followed her, getting a grandstand view of her sleek well muscled calves as she climbed those steps, nice arse swinging from side to side, then once on the landing Hilda explained where the bathroom and the shower was, "I'll leave you now, dinner will be at around 8 pm feel free to wander round the house and farm, bye for now" With that she left Andy in the bedroom, he decided a wash and change was in order. They seem like a nice couple he thought and this room looks comfortable enough. Andy cleaned up, got his paperwork sorted and at 7.55 went downstairs to join Hilda and Bob. When he saw Hilda, Andy was dumbstruck, she was well dressed up very low cut summer dress and cut well above the knees revealing those very shapely legs again and that chest, braless and tits literally hanging low inside her confining dress. Keeping my eyes off those tits is going to be difficult all evening, U'mm this seems like a seduction thing, Andy was quick about things like that despite a distinct lack of past opportunity. "Arh Ha!, Andy, caught you looking at Hilda's titties, HaHa!! don't mind me, she loves to show her tits off. We are quite broad minded here, later on if you ask her she might scoop them out of her dress for your pleasure." Andy was taken a back by Bob's outspoken remarks regarding his wife's enormous tits however she was in no way embarrassed, so fine he thought "Ok Bob I'll look forward to seeing Hilda's titties after dinner when we have discussed business and the reasons for my visit." " Yes, Yes!! of course Andy, you must forgive us we like a little fun as we are quite isolated out here as you can imagine. Lets sit down." Hilda sat next to Andy and as he peered over her shoulder he could see done her cleavage which seemed as long as some of the roads he had been driving that day. Hilda engaged Andy in small talk about the hot weather and where was he off to next etc. Andy started to perspire when Hilda began scratching the end of one of her tits, very soon a huge nipple stuck out in a pronounced way through the thin material of her summer dress. After what was an enjoyable meal Hilda started to clear up ready for some coffees as Bob and Andy did a deal for some pumping gear and general farm equipment. That done Hilda returned to the room and sat down again next to Andy who was feeling highly stimulated and had had some trouble concentrating on the previous business. Still that was all done now and Andy was interested to see whether the suggestion that Hilda would get her massive breasts out for him would amount to anything. "Can't keep your eyes off em can you Andy eh!, you a tit man then." "Yes I am replied Andy, forthrightly. "Good !! you hear
that Hilda." Hilda smiled then winked at Andy saying. "I'm glad you like big tits Andy I like men who know what they like." Her tongue ran around her lips which were moist just like the tip of Andy's dick. "I'll tell you Andy, I bet you have never seen a bigger pair of tits than Hilda's ever, real ones I mean." Andy looked at Hilda who thrust her chest out as if to demonstrate the truth of Bob's boast. "No I don't think I have" replied Andy who was turned on something bad, she looked so sluttish. "Go on Andy reach down her dress and scoop one out check it over rub one of her nipples, I won't mind and Hilda won't either." Andy needed no second invitation, reaching over he slid his hand along then down the smooth length of her cleavage as the flesh got softer and warmer he seemed to sense his hand would go on for ever. Hilda remained motionless. On reaching the wonderful rounded bottom of a great tit, he cupped his hand underneath and with the other hand held open the top of her dress then he scooped the tit right out , amazed at the incredible weight. He looked at the aureole all pink and prickly capped by a stubby nipple which he rubbed between his thumb and forefinger as Hilda closed her eyes muttering "OH that’s nice!! Andy." Andy was beside himself with lust and decided to bring his other hand into action. He lifted the great tit up and towards him, squeezing the base high on her chest with both hands causing the breast to form in a tight ball almost the size of a soccer ball. "Ha!! you could stand that all night Hilda I know your a slut aren't you," Bob shouted. Hilda eyes closed was ignoring him. Andy hoped Bob was not going to change his tune and get nasty. "You might as well have your fun Andy pretty soon Hilda will want some pussy action and I'm not up to it these days. Andy shuddered in anticipation Hilda sensed this and said "Do you like well developed nipples like mine then Andy?" Yes I do he replied. "Good!!" she said "then you are in for a treat!!." "Bob!" tie me in the usual way will you?" said Hilda. "Certainly my dear take all your cloths off then, go on, that’s a slut for you, eh Andy, just watch her." Hilda dropped her dress to the floor she was wearing nothing else at all. She had a well developed body slim but strong and looked incredible with her massive tits hanging down off her chest and spilling around her waist, way below her belly button her grossly erect nipples pointing out and down protruding nearly an inch rather like a cow's, Andy thought. Bob walked round behind her and pulled her wrists together behind her back causing the breasts to sway and thrust even further forward. "I warn you Bob Hilda is an unusual women with special needs so don't be alarmed with what is about to happen. I'll like give you a demo' and then you take over as I want some pictures for Hilda and I to enjoy in the long winter evenings do you mind.?" Andy would have agreed to anything at that moment in time, and so nodded his agreement. " Good!" said Bob as he walked round in front of Hilda and grabbed a nipple in between the thumb and fore finger of each hand twisting them cruelly as if trying to get a reaction out of Hilda who just sighed then smiled at Andy as if to say your turn soon. Bob pulled the nipples out as far as possible shaking them really hard Hilda gasped but did not complain a masochist thought Andy never met one before seemed a bit odd to him but Hilda was getting into this abuse. encouraging Bob to get rougher accusing him of being soft. Bob dropped her nipples and the great teats fell onto her waist with a slapping sound. She stood there smiling at Andy her legs slightly apart showing her shaven twat as it bulged out. I wonder if she's as big there as on top thought Andy. Bob returned with 2 cloths pins which he waved in front of Hilda, who looked at Andy to check his reaction which was one of shock. Surely he’s not going to put those on her nipples is he, he wondered feeling more aroused at the thought of it. "Your not a softie are you Andy" asked Hilda "No" said Andy unconvincingly. "Andy come round and stand behind me and hold out each tit in turn for Bob will you" Andy moved into position grabbed a great tit with both hands offering out to Bob. The breast was stretching out nearly a foot away from her chest and viewed from over her shoulders was awesome "Ready when you are Bob" said Hilda. Bob looked at Andy and grinned as he clipped the cloths pin over one rubbery thick nipple "ARRHHH!!!" cried Hilda "That’s wild YESSSS!!!!!" Bob quickly applied the other clothes pin to the second massive tit. "Right shouted Bob, Andy you take one tit and I'll take this one he said as he mauled her breast like he was kneading dough.. Andy proceeded to do the same amazed at the soft bulk and the way the tit flesh rolled over his hands and forearms, he dug his fingers in deep twisting this way and that no matter how rough he was not one word of complaint came from Hilda, only the sounds of pleasure as she neared orgasm . Andy ripped the cloths pin off Hilda's nipple causing her to gasp. He gripped the enormous breast at the base on the top of her chest with both hands and squeezed tightly out and up forming the breast in a great ball as before. Hilda was panting in anticipation of her body rocking with floods of orgasms. Andy peered down at the great expanse of her aureole all pink and bumpy and all of 6 inches in diameter rather like a Martian landscape with the giant nipple forming like a volcano in the center he ran his teeth across the pink flesh and sucked the nipple into his mouth greedily devouring as much flesh as he could pull into his mouth. He bit down hard on the aureole and nipple taking his hands away leaving her breast suspended by his teeth while he reached down between her legs only to find her thighs running with female cum. Arhh, thought Andy what an wonderful women for the first time in his life Andy had found a squirter he felt her cavernous cunt. hell what a woman he rubbed her clit and she went wild. "Go on fist fuck her Andy" shouted Bob she needs it, stretch her big cunt hole out, that is what she wants, don't worry she can take it and more believe me go on don't mind me enjoy your self." Andy didn't need telling twice he untied her wrists and as he did she wrapped her arms around him. "Come on Andy you have such big hands give it to me now! tickle my belly button from the inside" she chuckled. Hilda lay on the floor her breasts fell down each side of her chest and unbelievably rested on the floor each side, amazing sight thought Andy. He knelt down beside her and opened her legs peering at her drenched pussy and her scarlet cunt lips. "Look at this Andy" she commanded as he looked at her cunt she reached around with both hands pulling her pussy slightly. Then unbelievably she flexed her internal muscles and a great hole gaped open and Andy thought he could see all the way inside her, what mysterious depths. "Lick me out please" she begged. Andy moved closer he could smell her woman odor, this gave him the urge to bury his face in her sodden great cunt licking and swallowing what he could. "Andy I want your fist now" said Hilda. He threw off his clothes , rubbed his hand around the outside of her pussy making it wet a couple of times and then slid it easily up inside her. As he started moving his fist easily up and down and all around rocking his wrist lower then higher inside her stretching her and causing a great cave to develop inside her belly he grasped a great tit with his free hand and pulled, continuing with what was quite a brutal fist fuck with the other. Andy withdrew his fist while still clenched as she erupted into spasm. Andy moved over to her face, she opened her mouth and he pushed his cock in further and further down her throat until her nose was resting in his pubic hair and he withdrew slightly so he could jack off finally emptying his by now considerable load into her mouth "IMMM!!" she cooed "thats nice Andy I love!!! that taste." "Got some great shots this time Baby" said Bob grinning all over his face. "Quite a woman ain't she Andy" Andy had almost forgotten about Bob. "Bet you will be wanting to stop by here again won't you?" Andy agreed smiling as he looked down at the lusty sight of this enormous breasted woman, cum dripping from the corners of her mouth as she rolled onto her knees, lifting her great udders off the floor mainly Andy thought, to give him one last look at her tits in all their glory hanging down almost to the floor. She rocked back and forward and and side to side the breasts slapped together creating quite a spectacle, finally she rolled again onto her back breasts resting on the floor as before. "I'm ready to go again if you are Andy," she said.
“Hey Bob, I want him to stretch me all the way out tonight. I want you to film me getting stretched beyond anything that we have done before. “
“ Let’s start with getting both hands in and then see where that leads us” Bob replied.
Andy knelt down and put his hands together at Hilda’s gaping hole.

It looked like he was “praying” to her pussy, and then he “dove” in.
With his hands together like that they easily slid wrist deep, and then
Andy started having fun. Twisting and turning as he went in and out.
Gradually getting rougher as Hilda got wetter.
“That’s it Andy, the wilder you get, the more she likes it. Go ahead
And really work her over, I want it all on tape.” Bob yelled.
By this time Andy was able to “wash his hands” in pussy juice,
Then he started punch fucking Hilda’s huge slick hole. Alternating fists,
Each time trying to go a little deeper, then he pulled completely out.
“No, don’t pull them out, please don’t leave me empty!” cried Hilda.
Grasping both hands together in a double fist Andy leaned into Hilda’s
Enormous, grasping, leaking cunt. After it swallowed Andy’s doubled up
Hands, it looked loose for a second around his wrists. Then he quickly pulled
All the way out again, then before the hole could close back up he went
Back in a little deeper. Each time he got all the way in he spread his elbows
As for apart as he could. By this time Hilda was experiencing one orgasm
After another and finally passed out.
When Hilda woke up she was up on the bed with her ankles tied up behind her Head.
Bob had been pulling out fuck-toys while Andy had been fisting Hilda.
Now there was quite an assortment laying on the floor, all having the same quality, in that all of them were way beyond fitting into a normal cunt.
A hole like Hilda’s was the only thing that could ever hold any of these toys.
The smallest one was 16” long and had to be 4” across. Then they got bigger.
At the far end was something that looked like a traffic cone. Hell, it was a traffic cone.
That gave him an idea.
Andy got up beside her on the bed. He had to try something he had heard about on the web, knee-fucking.
“Get some good footage of this, Bob. Your gonna love it” Andy said.

Then he brought his heel up next to his but-cheek. This brought his shin parallel to his thigh, with his knee stick up in the air.
“Hilda, get up and straddle my knee. Pretend its just a big dildo, and try to take as much as you can.”
“Oh Andy, your nastier than I thought. I do love it!” Exclaimed Bob.
Hilda, doing what she was told, got up and straddled Andy’s knee. Not sitting down on it, just rubbing the top with her shiny pussy lips, quickly coating the top of his leg with cum-juice. As Andy got comfortable he was able to raise an arm and slapped Hilda’s tit. Hard. She loved it and lowered herself down onto Andy’s knee with all her weight. She hovered at the top momentarily while her cunt muscles loosened up. Then she slowly sank down onto his leg. She finally stopped about a third of the way down. Then raised herself back up, and rubbed her clit on his knee some more and then dropped back down with all her weight, this time going half way before stopping. As she did this Andy still slapped her tits back and forth with solid blows. They both got into a rhythm. Hilda was determined to take it all and said so.
“Give me a hand Bob, I know I can get more. I need it all!” she screamed.
Bob and Andy exchanged looks of disbelief, and excitement.
Bob put the camera on the tripod, and went to help his wife fuck the salesman’s knee.

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So, it's the only 2 stories on a subject "knee fuck" that I've seen so far. Let's thank the authors, thought unknown, sorry.
If you have more stories like this 2 please post here.

[Ki9823]

It's briefly mentioned in a story I just posted, they don't actually describe it though:

http://www.rosebuttboard.com/index.php?showtopic=16060 Edited March 31, 2008 by Ki9823

[mikhailsmirnov]

It's briefly mentioned in a story I just posted, they don't actually describe it though:

http://www.rosebuttboard.com/index.php?showtopic=16060

Thank you dear, though it's not quite the "subject" I like it. The story is nice even that I read it some years ago. Keep going. Do you mind also to post smth on your own taste?

[snacko]

While Sarah was, and always had been, satisfied with her lover, this inflatable dildo was something else. Her lover Jeff, along with some average sized toys had been sufficient for her. This thing was huge though! It was almost nine inches long and fully pumped reached two inches in diameter. When it was inserted all the way, and her vaginal lips closed around the end, there was just something about the way it opened her up as she pulled it back out. She loved the long strokes she could get. Not just the depth, but the stretching she got when the head pushed inside her, then the long penetration, feeling the undulations and ridges as it slid in until her lips closed over the narrow end. She had pumped it up until it was over an inch in diameter.

The orgasm she was just now recovering from had been one of the most intense of her life. She lay quietly, feeling her body calming, not ready for that yet. Knowing she was just starting. Her hand ran up and down the shaft of the slick dildo, enjoying the tactile sensations. Not quite accepting that this length had been inside her, the thickness a little overwhelming. Giving the bulb a few tentative squeezes, she delighted in the feeling of her encircling fingers spreading around the increasing girth.

She pumped it up until it was an inch and a half thick, a shiny black phallus that looked impossibly large to fit inside her. Wondering if she could work it in, if anyone could take something this size, she slid it down her stomach, leaving a shiny trail on her skin. Bringing the head to the entrance of her vagina she pressed it in. Why was this so stimulating? The feel of a blunt object, to large to actually go inside her, too big to be of any real use, yet so stimulating. She began to roll her hips against it. The nuzzling head against her, at times the angles just right for penetration, the tip just starts in. Stopped by the tightness of her opening, yet erotic in a way that was new to her. As she shifted against it, the angle changing, now rubbing against her outer lips, then poised again to enter. This simple movement exciting her, making her want it inside of her, knowing that wasn't possible.

Drawing her heels up she trapped the base on the bed and rotated against the head. More quickly now, as her arousal increased. One hand stroked over her clit, traced circles around it, brushing lightly against the expanding clitoris. Still holding the bulb in the other hand, she unconsciously gave it a few more squeezes. Her hips moved a little more as she rocked harder on the thickening dildo. She was fully conscious of the excitement, aware of the sensations shooting out from between her legs. She did not realize that the dildo had reached its full dimension. No longer holding it, not having the thickness within her grasp, no idea that it was now an incredible two inches thick.

Her movements grew more intense and she slid down the bed a bit, pressing just a little harder against the mammoth head. The stimulation of that dildo buffeting against her vaginal opening was now the controlling factor. She concentrated solely on that, the fingers dancing across her clitoris were secondary. In the past her clit was the center of arousal, the place where her orgasms were born. Now though, it was the spreading of her pussy. Still the very slight penetration of the bluntly tapered head whenever her movements brought it in alignment with her vagina, was what she needed and she wanted more. Her heels pressed down more firmly, securing it more tightly as she pushed harder, rocking on it with more force.

Suddenly ….. She froze…… a bit in panic, some wonder, some fear, but mostly because of the jolt of electricity that shot through her as the head slipped inside. She lay there, still, waiting, unbelieving that it could fit inside. Feeling the stretching of her pussy, waiting for the pain that had to come. There was none, a little ache maybe, but nothing to fear. Just a lurching in her stomach, a gasping of breath at what had just happened. She lay there, her mind trying to accept that this huge, inflated dildo had just penetrated her, was partially inside her. Tentatively she slid down, feeling it sliding in; an almost unbearable longing as it split her. The lips of her pussy stretched tightly around it in a band of muscle. Lower she sank, drinking in the long slow penetration of that monster until her lips closed around the thin end. Her heart pounding, her breathing fast, small moans escaping from her, she waited. Could this huge thing be inside her? It was impossible to comprehend.

She grasped the narrow end and disconnected the tube that ran to the inflation bulb, locking the dildo into the size that filled her. Slowly she pulled on it, trying to slide it out. Reluctantly her pussy opened to it, feeling her lips spread as it came out. Once again that long slow journey across her stretched pussy lips, finally stopping with just the head inside. She pushed it back in, feeling her lips rolling up inside her as it went in. A little faster this time, then back out. Again, in and out, faster. Sometimes pulling to hard, pulling it entirely out, frantically jabbing it back inside. Her body bucking against her thrusting hand, swallowing the dildo compulsively. The sounds of her wetness clearly audible over the rasping of her panting breaths. With increasing violence she thrust it inside, her cunt lips first rolling in then sliding along the length, then being pulled outside on the reverse stroke.

She stabbed it repeatedly into her vagina, her legs outstretched, the muscles of her calves and thighs taut with strain. Then pulling her legs back and reaching with her arm to get the best angle, the best leverage to saw it inside her. Her toes curled under, grunting with each thrust as she pounded that fat, glistening, dildo into her. She was getting closer, nearing another explosion. Frantic to gain release she hammered it, straining for her orgasm. So close, almost there. Bang … Bang … Bang … she shoved it in and out. She clawed at her clit, her hand a blur as she rubbed it. Her hips bucked wildly as she lurched into her orgasm, a scream torn from deep within her. Reveling in the pulsation's that washed over her she kicked out with her legs, jabbing the dildo inside with one last plunge as the her pussy closed over the handle, the tips of her fingers entering her as the nine inch dildo and the one inch end were embedded fully inside.

Clearly, there would be more of this to explore she thought, lying there while the contractions of her orgasm ebbed. Pushing out with her vaginal muscles the dildo began exiting her pussy. She let out a long sigh of contentment, noticing, with out really registering, that her belly seemed to collapse a little. Finally she got up, time to get dinner ready, Jeff would be home soon.

Sarah could not get this afternoon out of her mind. She was not ready to tell Jeff about it yet, not sure how he would react. One thing she was sure of was that she was going to repeat it. The next day she couldn't wait for him to leave. Once alone she got her new toy out and pumped it up. Amazed at the size it reached, amazed that she was able to take this thing. Her fingers almost reached around it, just a small gap between her thumb and fingertips. She ran her hand up and down it, feeling the ridges and veins, pretending it was real, fantasizing about the person that would possess such a cock, and what they would do. When waiting any longer was impossible she slid it down between her legs and started to work it in. Slowly, anticipating the difficulties of yesterday she pressed the head against her vagina. This time it slid readily in, the opening up, the stretching pleasurable. She was well lubricated from anticipation and slid it in slowly, with no discomfort. It was exiting and stimulating but not the same. Could the novelty have worn off this quickly?

She pushed it all the way in then got off the bed, letting the tubing and bulb dangle between her legs. The closet door had a full-length mirror on the inside and she opened it so that she would be able to see herself in the mirror. Moving the pillows down the bed she lay down with her legs pulled up and started to pull it out. She found the sight of her lips stretched around it to be highly arousing. It visually re-enforced what she was feeling. Still though, not enough. Almost absently she worked it in and out while considering what she could do. This was new to her, thinking that an average sized cock or dildo was all she needed. Now there had to be more, this acceptance of a larger object had quickly altered her thinking. She pumped the bulb repeatedly, but it had reached its maximum size.

She had to have more; the first taste had just whetted her appetite. Looking around the room for something to use, looking vainly for something to meet her needs, there did not appear to be any suitable object. She needed a way to make the dildo bigger. Unscrewing the pump hose, which prevented the air from escaping, she took some thick socks and slid them over the dildo. Then stretching condoms over either end she now had a considerably larger toy. She liked the increased thickness and the softness, but maybe, just a little bit bigger. Unwrapping it, she slid more socks over it until it was a good three inches thick. She almost laughed at how preposterous it looked; knowing that she wouldn't be able to take it, still, it appealed to her. Something about the sheer size alone was exciting.

Sarah was ready to give free rein to her wildest fantasies, ignoring any old conventions that might have in the past hindered her; she lay down, watching herself in the mirror. Spreading lubricant liberally over it, and with shaking hands, she massaged her pussy lips with the head. She felt empty and loose inside, needing something to fill her, ready to take it, starting to feel out of control. With desire controlling her actions Sarah slid the length of the dildo over her opening and then across her clit, then down. Each time she did this she would pause and push it against her opening, spreading her lips. When she had reached the point where it was impossible to wait any longer she tried to push it in. The tip slid in a bit, but the increased diameter was too much. It felt much larger than she had anticipated, but that was what it was all about. The feeling of stretching out, feeling herself opening up, feeling like her legs are pushed apart, the jolt that shoots through her body as the dildo slides in, the momentary pause while the mind accepts and the body adjusts to it. The feeling of accomplishment, the erotic surge and the excitement of the forbidden, how nasty yet shameless the act is. She wanted it.

So she pushed harder, working the head into the right position, pushing even harder, until there was that moment that opened her further than before, when it seemed, not quite sure yet, but seemed like it was poised to go in. Then she was opened, her inner muscle spreading over the head, the ring of her lips stretched tightly in a band over the thickness…and it was sliding in. A groan escaped from her mouth, a long moan of satisfaction. GODDDDDD… it was going in, seemingly endlessly it sank into her, some pain, sort of a dull ache, but just right, it was the sign that she was really filling her self. Her pussy, greedy in its need, welcoming the huge intrusion that filled her. Deeper it sank, a long slow searing of pleasure that spread through her, giving what she demanded.

When her fingertips touched her vaginal lips she was full. She stopped and rested, enjoying the fullness, her breathing rough and loud, gasping for breath, her heart pounding in excitement. Damn! She was full, this is what she craved, her greed temporarily met, and she started to pull it out, letting the pain ebb. Slowly she withdrew the three-inch thick dildo until it exited her. A pause while she lay there, trying to catch her breath. She couldn't wait long though, her pussy was screaming to be filled again. She didn't exist without that inside her. More quickly this time she found the proper angle and worked it in, a slight pause as she got the direction right, the point where it started to slide back in. This time she pushed it all the way in with one rapid push, the slightest pause, then back out. Oh yeah! This is what her pussy needed. Faster now, harder. She jammed it in and out, pumping in to herself as fast as she could, desperate. Her free hand flying across her clit, encircling it, touching in just the right spots. Rapidly she built towards an orgasm as the dildo plunged inside. Her breathing stopped, her moans stopped, she was almost there, her body focussed on the jabbing dildo, rippling and tearing at her pussy as it surged into her.

With a physical lurch that bounced her off the bed, she came, her contractions gripping the dildo for a moment as it washed through her. The fingers clawing at her clit never stopped and after the initial waves she resumed pumping into herself. She was too sensitive for this, but she couldn't stop. Thrashing on the bed in an attempt to escape the pummeling she was giving herself, she was torn between continuing to newer heights and stopping to let her body adjust. Her needs won out, her desire to have more taking possession. Never stopping the masturbation of her clit and with barely a moment to rest her pussy, she kept going. Forcing herself to endure until quickly her erotic needs took over again.

Almost too sensitive to bear it she fucked herself over and over. Rasping breaths forcing out grunts of passion, she was an animal. One thing on her mind, her need for more, more desire, more abuse, more orgasms. Frantically she rubbed herself, changing the direction of her thrusts with the dildo. Her hand and arm nearing exhaustion, she couldn't stop. She had climbed quickly back up to another orgasm and couldn't wait. Her pussy lips were drawn in and out, rolling back and forth with the dildo. It slid easily; she had long adapted to its girth. She pointed it up, plunging it in a new direction. Her fingers slid up the length, resting the base against the heel of her hand, her fingers began to enter her alongside the dildo. She never noticed the greater spreading of her pussy. Too caught up in the moment, her body numb to all that was happening except the need for physical release.

Oh God was it never going to happen? Her body cried out for release. Faster she went, arms nearing exhaustion, hands cramping, but she couldn't stop. Her stomach was bouncing with each inward thrust as she tilted the head of the dildo up, bouncing it against the top of vagina, pushing above the opening to her cervix. Her legs were shaking. She felt the explosion nearing; the sounds of her soaked pussy loud, juices splattering in small droplets. Her pussy was about to give way when it hit, a scream torn from her lips, her legs thrusting out as she thrashed about the bed, the dildo falling out of her. Her cunt was wide open, visibly spasming with contractions, opening and closing as if gasping for air. Her juice shot out of her in long pulsing streams as the orgasm wracked her body. She rolled back and forth until she was coming in one long continuous stream. She thought she might pass out, the blood pounding in her head.

Finally she lay there, quieting down, her breathing slowing. Just lying quietly, dream like, remembering the intensity. After a while she stirred, her body drained. Not quite believing how good that had been. Later, she got up and staggered into the bathroom to cleanup. Her hair was plastered to her face, her body cooling with drying sweat. She took towels back into the bedroom to mop up the puddles of her cum. Then standing in the shower, the warm water washing her clean, touching her self as she bathed. Feeling the softness of her breasts, the curve of her bottom. Day dreaming under the spray. Wondering what was next, examining the possibilities, considering what else she could do.

For the rest of the day, and through the evening she moved in twilight, wondering about her new life, knowing she was heading down a path that she couldn't leave. There wasn't an aspect that wasn't exciting to her. The stretching of her pussy as something entered; the feeling of being filled inside, all the things that led to fulfil her growing needs. She spent the time before falling asleep dreaming up new ways to satisfy herself.

The next morning she started her preparations. Her goal was to fill her self as much as possible, to first try and stretch her pussy from the inside. Drawing a hot bath, she settled into the water, letting it warm her and relax any tension. Taking the flexible hose of the showerhead she adjusted the flow until a slow stream of warm water sprayed out. She let it play against her crotch, enjoying the gentle tingling, building her arousal. Moving the head closer to her vaginal opening until it touched between her lips, she slowly inserted the nozzle inside. She lay back in the tub, resting her head against the edge, pushing the spray inside. The gentle stream began filling her vagina, slowly, as she lay there. Feeling the warmth inside, enjoying the slow filling of her pussy. Gradually the pressure began to build until she was pleasantly full. She kept the spray in position, eyes closed, concentrating on the sensations. Just as the pressure started to become excessive she pulled the nozzle out, squeezing her opening shut. Gently she touched herself, one hand slowly circling her clitoris, one hand stroking her breasts. She enjoyed feeling her nipples hardening under her touch. Her hand drifted below her breasts, feeling the swell of her abdomen, noticeably larger than normal.

With a satisfied sigh she relaxed her muscle, letting the water drain out, feeling her stomach drop. That was so good. She wanted to go slowly, letting the desire build, enjoying every moment. She continued to stoke her stomach, surprised at the flatness when minutes before it had been well rounded. Sarah adjusted the showerhead and reduced the flow even more until it was a very slow trickle. She re-inserted it, clenching her vaginal ring around it she let it sit inside of her. She went back to stroking herself, touching all the places that aroused her. Quietly the water filled her forcing her to bear down a little more on the nozzle. She lay there enjoying the sensations; taking peeks at her belly, watching it inflate as the pressure slowly built. This time she kept it in well after it started to become full, accepting the discomfort as part of her need. She started to moan, partly with the discomfort but mostly with desire and excitement. Finally she could stand it no longer and pulled the nozzle out. She was keeping the water in, but not without considerable strain. Struggling to sit up, she began to seriously cramp, but could not let this testing of her capability stop. Bracing her hands on the sides of the tub she managed to get to her feet.

She looked down at her distended belly, deciding that she looked at least five to six months pregnant. She couldn't keep from rubbing her stomach, running her hands over her swollen abdomen. The pressure seemed to ebb a bit as she stood. Gingerly she stepped out of the tub, ready to dash back if she failed to keep the water in. The clenching of her pussy muscles was exciting; highlighting and focussing her on her vagina, seemingly putting pressure on her clit. She could feel it erecting and brushed her fingers across it sending small shocks through her pussy, almost losing control as her knees bent. It became too much and she rushed over to the tub and let the water rush out. Finding it difficult to believe how stimulating that was, having to brace herself with one hand against the wall, her breathing pronounced in her excitement. She bent over to pick up the nozzle, wanting to feel that fullness again. She paused, then turned off the water and opened the drain.

Rushing to the closet she took out the bag of Mylar balloons that she kept with the party supplies. She went into her bedroom and got the inflatable dildo that she had used yesterday. Disconnecting the inflation tube she inserted the balloon into her pussy with the end hanging out. Pushing the end of the tube into the balloon and wrapping, then securely taping the excess tightly around the tube, she began to inflate it. Pumping quickly now, no more of the slow filling, she frantically squeezed the bulb. Soon each squeeze was being felt, adding that additional pressure that she needed. Not stopping the inflation, she laid on the bed, legs outstretched, watching herself in the mirror. She was thrilled to see her stomach rising. This was different than the water, harder sort of, more rigid, not flowing to take the internal shape as the water had. As it inflated to a greater size it began to spread her pussy lips apart. She loved seeing her pussy opening, appreciating not having to clench down with her vaginal muscles. Just to lay there relaxing, her belly growing larger, her lips opening, and the silver of the balloon becoming more visible. When she couldn't take it anymore, her belly as swollen as it had been earlier, she rested.

Her hand rested along her side, as she lay there motionless, staring at the reflection in the mirror. Her legs parted, her pussy gaping, a wide silver disc marking the entrance to her vagina, the lips of her pussy stretched. The image was highly erotic to her, sufficient to increase her excitement just by visual stimulation. After remaining motionless she began to pump the bulb again, watching her stomach slowly increase in size, her opening broaden. She was groaning with pleasure now, the heat inside her building as she expanded. Not wanting to stop, wanting to only increase her size to open her self to unimagined sizes she forced more air inside the balloon. She began to rock back and forth, shifting under the expansion of her vagina. The lips of her pussy were stretching more tightly. The body of the balloon is beginning to emerge from her pussy, forcing them to stretch even further. Her hands were now stimulating her body, vibrating faster on her clit, pulling her nipples harder, stretching her breasts, and pulling them tautly away from her chest. God this was what she wanted, this intense pressure, moving into extreme areas, abandoning herself to her imagination. Her leg muscles tightened as her excitement increased, the size of the balloon buried inside her to large to let her close them. Her pussy stretched open hugely, gaping widely, appearing as a vast hole between her legs.

She reached over to the nightstand to get her vibrator and turned it on. The instant it touched, just above her clit, her eyes bulged and she let out a loud moan. The vibrations, normally just centered around her clit were transmitted through her body. Carried by the tight fabric of the inflated Mylar, she could feel her organs vibrating. Every point of her reproductive system was on fire, quivering with the buzzing of the vibrator. Quickly she built towards an orgasm, rolling side to side on the bed. She fought to climax, struggling to come. Savagely she pressed the head of the vibrator against her self, but it wasn't enough. She used one hand to pull at her flesh, fully exposing her rigid clit and jabbing and shaking the vibrator against it. She hung on the verge of an orgasm. Gasping for breath, shaking, tossing, groaning in lust, she hung there. She was stretched so fully that her contractions wouldn't come, her muscles to weak to fight against the pressure. She dug her fingers into her skin with greater desperation, tugging at her flesh. She pounded at her clit with the toy.

She froze, held motionless as it started, then she exploded. Her pussy spasmed, contracting, her stomach muscles grabbed and she lurched up; her legs shook and thrashed. She remained locked into the first stages of her climax as lust washed through



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Eventually, after the last tremors of her orgasm died away, after her legs stopped quivering, Sarah raised her head to see herself. She couldn’t believe the size of her swollen belly or the sight of the three inch opening of her pussy, stretched by the balloon inside her. She noticed the expression on her face in the mirror, her eyes wide in disbelief at the shape of her body. With a groan she leaned forward, fighting against the resistance of the balloon which made the motion of sitting up difficult. She released the pressure on it and laid back, watching her abdomen return to normal. Although the release of pressure against her abdominal walls was relaxing and soothing, she had lost the exhilarating sense of fullness she had felt when it was inflated.

Sarah lay there thinking, almost dreaming, trying to accept and understand her feelings about this new self. Finally deciding not to care about what it all meant, knowing she was going to continue down this path, she sat up on the edge of the bed. Unconsciously her fingers moved towards her crotch. Needing to touch the place that had given her so much pleasure. A place that still tingled. She stood up and walked out of the bedroom, planning her next session and absently masturbating as she walked down the hall.

All Sarah knew at this point was that she had to do something to revisit that pleasure. She had to find something to fill her pussy, something to stretch her open. She wanted to explore her limits and push herself. She changed into a tight t-shirt and shorts, delighting in the feel of her erect nipples as they dragged across the thin fabric. Her fingers continuing to massage her clit and vagina, now through the material of her tight shorts. She worked the cloth between her pussy lips, feeling the fabric grow damp.

Heading outside to her car she checked for her purse, not wanting to drive all the way to the adult store without money. When she arrived in the parking lot she sat for a bit, working up her courage. She had passed this place a number of times but had never stopped in. She got out, not sure what to expect, and pushed the door open. She was greeted by the site of brightly lit shelves in long rows holding tapes, books and all manner of adult toys. Making her way to the toy section she drooled over the choices. Her mind was overloaded by the possibilities. She scooped up an armload of all kinds. Dildos the size of an average cock to ones that were huge. She grabbed a rubber fist and arm, massive butt plugs and anything else she could carry. On her way to the checkout she saw a display dildo. It stood 3’ tall resting on an enormous base of massive balls. The head flared to a width of something over eight inches. She had to have it, she didn’t care, she was drunk with sexual excitement. Dumping her collection on the counter she went back to drag the display dildo to the counter.

When she got there it was obvious the clerk was about to object. Standing in front of him, she brought one hand to her breast, fondling it through her t-shirt, the other diving inside her shorts to tease her clit, she looked straight at him and asked how much? He rang up the standard purchases, dumping the contents into a couple of shopping bags, constantly watching her. When he finished he stammered out $50.00 bucks for the display. Knowing that was way to a low a price she quickly agreed. She released her breast and drew out her wallet. Then taking the credit card out with the one that had been playing with her pussy she handed him the card, drawing her fingers across his hand. He stared at the wet marks on his hand, then quickly rang it up and checked her out.

After carrying three heavy loads out to the car she started on her way home. She was uncertain if she could make it. Her body was so sexually charged. Her breathing growing more labored and a growing excitement between her legs, she plunged her shaking fingers into one of the bags and pulled out one of her new dildos. She would touch it, feeling if there were ridges, stroking her hand down the length, seeing if her fingers would encircle its girth, then tossing it onto the floor. By the time she had made the 30 minute drive, the floor of the passenger side was littered with a pile of dildos. She pulled into the garage and carried her purchases into the kitchen.

She carefully washed each one, using the washing as an excuse to feel and stroke each one again with her soapy hands. She loved the feel as her fingers ran up and down the surfaces, amazed at how heavy there were, some requiring two hands to span the circumference. She didn’t bother to wash the display one, knowing that it was not designed for human use. It was the idea of something that big that had attracted her. After washing and drying them all she carried them up to her bedroom. Ripping off her few clothes she arrayed the toys on the bed. She looked at them, planning the order she wanted to use them, all the while at least one hand between her legs. Her inner thighs were slick with the juices that trickled out of her vagina. Her shorts had absorbed all the juice before, but now it was free to run down her legs.

She lay down on the bed and grabbed a smaller sized one, maybe 1 ½ inches thick and eight inches long. She slipped it into her pussy and grabbed another one of similar size. With the juices from her pussy she lubricated it and with not much effort worked it in alongside the first. While by no means stretched, she did at least feel something with the second one in. Checking the view in the mirror she could see her pussy lips wrapped around the two dildos, her opening in an hour glass shape. Through the gaps created with the insertion of the second dildo the cream that had built up inside her was draining out of her vagina. A large pool was forming between her legs. She grabbed a third dildo and worked it through one of the gaps. Surprised by how easily it entered, nonetheless she could feel the additional thickness.

Reaching down with one hand she tried grabbing all three and fucking herself with them. It was hard to get a grip on the slick rubber, but by placing her hand below the bases she could at least hold them there while she fucked herself on them. Every aspect of what she was doing was exciting. She loved seeing her pussy lips get pushed out of view as she lowered herself down, then watching them roll out and pull away from her vagina as she withdrew the dildos was even better. Ten minutes of this fucking and she was ready for more. She grabbed one that was very smooth, with a long taper that widened to a thickness of over two inches.

Scooping up some of the juice puddled between her legs she used her hand to cover the fourth dildo with her wetness and placed it against the final gap between the original two. The first two inches of the tip penetrated easily but as she pushed more in, her vaginal muscles began to feel some serious stretching. With gasps of pleasure she pushed harder, loving the feeling of herself opening up, the tip passing the inner muscle, truly beginning to work into her. It was an incredible feeling, that stretching open, her pussy ring spreading. At five inches she was almost at the widest point. With one last shove it slipped in. She flopped back, feeling her breasts rolling and tugging, lying there, adjusting. Feeling how stretched she was, loving it, wanting it, wanting more. A few experimental squeezes with her vagina, bearing down on the dildos. She reached over for another one, this one longer and well over two inches thick.

Swirling the fifth dildo in the pool of her juices, letting the fresh cream flowing out of her coat the upper part, she brought it up to the center of the four already inside her. Captivated by the view in the mirror, her cunt opening stretched into an irregular circle four inches across, she started feeding in the next one, the biggest she had used so far. This one was long enough to hold by placing the base under the heel of her foot. With it held securely in place she was able to push against it without holding it with her hands. She used one hand to pull and stroke her nipples and the other to massage her clit. Pushing hard against the fifth dildo, it very slowly started to slide between the others. As it moved in, it pushed the first one farther in until the entire eight inch dildo slipped inside her. The fifth one slid in to fill its place. Sarah grunted in excitement, her pussy stretched another notch larger, an entire dildo fully inside her. She froze for a moment, waiting to see if anything bad was going to happen, but all she felt was pleasure and mounting excitement.

Her cunt was filled with a column of rubber over four inches thick plus the one inside her. As she stroked her clit her arm lay on top of her belly and she thought she could feel the hardness of the dildos inside her. By keeping the one under her heel and rolling her hips she was able to make small fucking movements, forcing the deeply imbedded dildos to move inside her. Not sure where this was all headed but unable to stop she picked up another long one, over 2 ½ inches thick, and began to work it in. This was the thickest one she had tried and like the previous one it started to push one of the smaller ones deep into her vagina. Her hand kept slipping in all the cum that was flowing from her, she was unable to hold it tight enough to push it in. Placing the base of this sixth dildo under her other heel, she slid farther down on the bed. As she did it started to enter her, the size stretching her open to new dimensions. The second dildo popped all the way inside her as the sixth one entered into her pussy. Again she felt the thrill of accomplishment when she realized that it was going to fit inside her, the breath halting moment as she felt herself expand and it slid into her vagina. Four large dildos stretching her open, two more imbedded deep inside her.

She began to fuck her self on the two big ones under her heels, at the same time pushing on the smaller ones, working them deep needing, as always, more. Harder she shoved against them, using her body to slide up and down, feeling her pussy lips rolling back and forth, stretched tight. Her hand holding the other two, driving them deeper. She grew more frantic in her lust, forcing the two smaller ones in opposite direction of the two larger ones, playing with the variations her mind commanded. With a particularly hard shove the two smaller ones were pulled out of her hands as they got sucked deep inside. The stretching of her pussy lips eased as they grasped only two dildos now. She grabbed another smaller one off the bed and forced it deep inside until it joined the four other ones buried deeply.

Feeling her excitement rise to a fever pitch, growing towards an orgasm she picked up the biggest one she had yet tried. It was 15 inches long and three inches thick with a large base comprised of a pair of oversized balls. She drove it through the opening into her cunt, stretching herself again. As it entered her she could clearly feel here abdominal walls bulging under her arm. She could see the ridges and bulges formed by the five dildos locked deep inside. She drove the latest dildo in deep. Fighting against the resistance of the mass of rubber it had to penetrate. It bucked in her hands as it worked deeper, sliding over and around the others as it penetrated. It felt as if something was living inside her. Three, then four inches were buried, now five. She pulled it out, then back in again, each time a fraction deeper. The two other dildos partially inside her providing the additional girth that stretched her lips into a tight band of flesh, moving in unison with the plunging dildos. The ones inside acting like a living writhing mass, distorting her pussy walls. With a final shove she drove the 15 inch dildo past all the rest until it banged against her cervix. She exploded in orgasm. Her cunt walls spasming and throbbing, involuntarily bearing down on the dildos, acting like they were trying to draw all the dildos inside her. She never stopped thrusting, all during the throes of her orgasm she kept pounding herself. She squirted vast loads of juice over her hand and the toys. When she pulled the dildos out before thrusting them back in her juice would arc through the air in long sprays.

Frantically she fucked herself harder, continuously banging against her cervix, forcing nine inches in. Still feeding herself as her climax washed over her body she jammed herself down and the big dildo slammed against her cervix and then past it, entering her womb. She froze, the remaining contractions rolling through her. Just for the moment it took for her mind to accept, then she resumed plunging it in deeper. A foot inside, then more, harder she fucked it in, the huge base banging against her taut pussy lips. She threw her arms back and began to sit up. The two dildos that still stuck some ways outside of her folded over as she struggled to sit up. Sitting up and leaning back on her hands her weight was resting on the base of the dildo that penetrated into her womb. She could see the outlines of several dildos as they distorted her belly. They moved and shifted before her eyes as her pussy began to slide over the base forcing more inside, penetrating more deeply into her womb. With short grunts she bounced on the base until she began to open up, her lips spreading even further, then stopping she let gravity take over. Infinitely slowly the base began to enter her. She sat there, holding her breath, feeling herself open more, watching the dildos poking out against her belly move under her skin. She was at the point that she didn’t think she could take any more. She was too stretched; it wasn’t going to fit in. Reaching down to see how much was still to go, she was shocked to find that most of the base was still outside her. Gritting her teeth, trying to relax her cunt, she let her weight settle down even further, determined to ride it as long as she could. The stretching was almost unbearable as she slowly sunk down, opening up further and further.

Suddenly she knew she had it, that is was going to go all the way inside. With a final rush the base entered her and her lips closed around it. She had the 15 inch long dildo embedded inside of her plus the three inch base. Her internal organs were being jostled by every movement, the contours of the various toys prominently outlined across the skin of her abdomen. She tried to rise onto her shaking legs but the two dildos that remained partially outside began to slip out. Quickly she grabbed one and doubled it over until the other end was at the entrance to her pussy. She jammed it in and pushed with all her strength and worked it inside. She stuffed the last one into herself the same way. She stood up, her belly protruding obscenely in a misshapen mass. The combined weight was staggering, causing her abdomen to sag, pressing hard against her pussy. As she moved around the bed, her breathing difficult with the force of the rubber mass pressing against her lungs, she bent over to select more. This caused her belly to swing out, gravity drawing a new profile of her abdomen. She staggered around the room, feeling as if there were some life form inside her struggling to get out. The dildos shifted and twisted, constantly rearranging themselves, working against each other.

Her heart beat faster, her breathing even more ragged, moans of pleasure escaping her mouth. She thrilled to this feeling of weight and movement inside her. Feeling her legs giving out she crawled back onto the bed. Remaining on her hands and knees she swung her body from side to side. The feeling of seven dildos crammed into her cunt was almost overwhelming. The movement continued the illusion that there was something alive inside of her. All that weight bowing her back muscles as her stomach sagged closer to the bed. There was a continuous flow of her juices pattering down. Taking the big rubber fist she reached around and placed the end on the bed. She rocked back until the fist was pressed against her vagina.

Sarah pushed against it. Her body quivered in excitement as she uttered little squeals of excitement. With the mounting arousal her breath was becoming more ragged, she panted in her lust. The fist started to slide in to her pussy but quickly stopped against the wall of rubber just inside. She rocked back harder, clawing at her clit with one hand, pulling her lips open with the other. Over and over she jammed herself against the fist. Suddenly, with a primal scream torn from her, it forced its way in, pushing aside other toys. She flopped heavily over onto her back and started to fuck herself with the fist. She would draw it all the way out than force it back in. She loved the feel of spreading it gave her. Each time it went back in it seemed to enter in a different way, fostering new movements of all that was in her. Her belly expanding anew with each thrust, taking on a different shape with every movement. There was a point that was perfect. Where the knuckles of the fist spread her to the utmost. She opened herself repeatedly with very short strokes, rubbing that spot where her pussy ring was stretched most fully. Her hands were a blur as she stabbed it in and out until she could no longer take it. Then back to the full thrusts. Sending that fist deep inside, scattering the other dildos before it. Violently she fucked herself. Rolling and thrashing about the bed, her movements increased by the momentum of the additional weight she carried inside. Her mouth formed into one long continuous wail as her arms shook with the effort. She was almost there, feeling herself approach a crescendo of lust, her climax drawing close. Nearing exhaustion she exploded. Flinging her head back and forth she screamed out in orgasm. She rolled onto her side and drew her knees up as far as she could. She rocked in the fetal position as her body convulsed. The sheer force of the contractions spreading through her, rolling the dildos inside her. Unbelievably she was still able to jet out streams of juice from around the dildos, soaking her bed. Over and over she rocked, her body jerking with the impact of her convulsions. Finally, exhausted, it washed over her. She quieted, the mass of rubber stilling inside, her body glistening with sweat, her abdomen obscene and swollen.


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Finally she regained her breath but still lay quietly. Her mind trying to accept what she had just been through. She lay motionless, feeling her legs quivering, an occasional ripple running through her body, the remains of her massive orgasm. Placing a pillow under her head she looked down, then past her body to her reflection in the mirror. Visible past her swollen abdomen were the full and stretched lips of her pussy, clasped around the wrist of the fist like dildo.

Sarah relaxed her vaginal muscles and watched the fist slide out with a wet, squishy noise. A flood of her juices poured out of her gaping hole. Her pussy remained open, the tangle of dildos visible through the wide opening. Clearly framed in the opening was the base of the dildo that extended into her womb. She reached down and grasped the base, pulling it from her vagina. The four and a half inch wide base resisted, stretching her lips, her cunt reluctant to yield. She tugged harder, her vaginal ring both spreading and pulling downward until it extended over an inch from her vagina. She watched as the band of muscle stretched over the base, conforming to its shape, outlining the two huge balls that sat at the end of the thick 15-inch shaft. She could feel her lips pulled further out, a tight shining band of flesh, stretched so taught that every ripple and curve of the toy was reproduced. The dildo was dragging her flesh down with it, pulling on the already tight skin of her abdomen when, with a quick release, her lips snapped back and the base was out. Slowly she withdrew it, feeling the undulations in the long shaft transmitted by her cervix to the rest of her body. The opening to her womb clasped the shaft and tingled as it endlessly traveled out. Inch after inch teased her body, bumping and jostling the other dildos imbedded in her pussy.

She let go of the toy and let gravity draw the rest of it out. She focused her mind on the sensations at her cervix as it slowly pulled out. When the last few inches rushed out, the dildo dropping to the floor with a thump, throwing up a spray of the juices puddled on the floor, her pussy lips bulged obscenely as the remaining six dildos fought to leave her. Pushing out with her vagina one after another popped out, each one with a distinctive clump as it bounced off the floor. The two 18 inch ones, doubled over inside her, sprung open when they came out. Then three or four, she wasn’t sure how many, of the little seven inch ones dropped out. The remaining ones were buried to deeply to come out by themselves. She had to insert her hand inside her pussy and pull them out. Eventually there was a large pile of toys lying at the foot of her bed looking like an unstacked pile of firewood.

Her vagina throbbed with excitement, her clit erect, her lips full and protruding. Her aureoles were puffed out, soft cones sitting atop her breasts capped by rigid nipples a half inch thick and a little longer. Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, absently pulling and rolling her nipples, then pinching them, feeling the delicious tremors shooting through her body. Feeling unsatisfied, wanting more, she picked up the fist and lay back down. She had to be stretched again, had to be filled, had to explore new limits. She wanted her pussy crammed, had to have her cervix opened again and feel something traveling deep inside her. She was desperate to feel her pussy lips stretched taut, being drawn inside her, then rolling out. She wanted to feel her cervix open at the same time, a huge mass invading and penetrating both openings, her inner ring of vaginal muscle spreading as well. She wanted to crawl up inside herself, stick her head inside her pussy and suck out her own juices.

Holding tightly to the fist she rammed it inside, barely feeling any stretching. Sitting on the edge of the bed she reached down and picked up the long 15 inch one with the broad base. Standing up, the arm of the fist dangling between her legs, brushing her inner thighs, she set the dildo on the bed. Standing on her toes she straddled the long, thick rubber cock and pressed her weight down. The head of the fake cock slid off to the side, resisting her efforts to force it on. With one hand she held it tight to the arm already inside her and with the other pulled her vaginal lips out. While rocking her hips she searched for the right position to gain entrance. Then, with the slightest progress, she found the position. She forced herself down against it, a fraction of an inch more penetrating. She had it now, a bare fraction inside her but enough to hold it in place. She bore down harder, quick breaths, excitement building, and lust taking over. Moaning as more invaded her, her legs shaking, her vaginal opening pushing farther inside her. From the outside it looked as if several inches were already inside her. This was mere appearance; she still had a long ways to go until it actually spread her enough to gain admittance. Groaning with effort she felt herself spreading more, accepting the dull ache of penetration, thrilled by the growing acceptance of her pussy to this invasion. Ever so slowly the head entered her. Her breathing was short, sometimes not breathing at all, feeling the anticipation as her reward.

Harder she pressed, forcing it in, legs quivering, gasps and phrases of lust pouring out as she pushed, taking up a mantra of pleading as she was stretched further and further open. A final screech as it slid inside, her juices running down the two thick toys imbedded in her. She didn’t stop her downward slide, letting it rush into her until the base of the arm was also against the bed. She pushed even harder and they both began to enter her, stretching her even further. The long fake cock now nearing her cervix. The simulated forearm of the fist dildo widened all the way to the end and she continued to be spread further. Finally she reached her limit, her pussy ring stretched as far as she could bear.

Rocking forward she took her weight onto her legs and lifted up. She still had over six inches outside her vagina and now her pussy lips rolled outside into the open. As she straightened up more they were pulled down. So tightly did her lips grasp the two dildos, even with the juices flowing from her, they refused to release their grasp. The weight of the dildos fighting to come out of her pulled her lips out farther. They wrapped tightly around the two shafts, a cone of flesh glistening in the light, pulled out over two inches, then even farther until they began to release the toys. She felt them sliding past her taut ring. Her knees trembling with excitement, almost giving way. When the fist was in just to the wrist she sat back down. The mass once again traveling up inside.

One hand was pulling on her clit. A clit that was so engorged it protruded from its enclosure of skin. A bright shining round head jutting from her pubis an inch, long enough for her to jack it like a miniature cock. The other hand worked on her breast. She held tightly to a nipple, pulling it, drawing her breast out, the nipple and aureole extending out from the body of her breast over two inches. She shook it, feeling the weight of her boob jostling and rolling, pinching it harder, shaking it.

Up and down, her cunt ring stretched obscenely far then retreating in with each thrust. Rapidly she fucked herself. Her breathing faster, alternately moaning then gasping. Her legs were just about to fail when she stopped, once again slowly lowering herself. The two shafts in as deep as ever. Pressing against them they went deeper. Now the fake cock was hard against her cervix, then beginning to open it. The arm of the fist spread her even more. The stretching of her pussy was greater than ever, but she still pushed down, needing more. The ache in her stretched pussy was what she had to have. The sliding through her cervix was something that had become part of her. She was four inches short of having them both fully in her. She sat down harder. Releasing her breast she stroked her belly, feeling the two dildos moving beneath her skin. Squeezing her vagina she worked against the two invaders, all the time sinking lower. Her butt was almost sitting on the bed. The fist had doubled over against the back wall of her vagina creating an even larger bulge against her abdomen.

Sarah was consumed with getting everything inside her. She forced herself down wanting to feel the arm and the base of the dildo, deeply embedded in her, womb enter at the same time. She wanted to be stretched beyond all bounds. She pushed down with a frantic lunge. The base of the arm was sitting on top of the balls that formed the base of the fake cock. The arm entered first, the entire thing inside her. Momentarily her vaginal ring snapped around the cock, then spread open again as the base began to enter her, it slipped inside next. Her pussy lips closed until there was only a two-inch diameter gap visible. She bounced on the edge of the bed, feeling them move deeply inside her.

She reached inside herself and grabbed the base. She flopped back on the bed and pulled the cock part way out. She pushed with her vagina and expelled the fist. She picked it up and fucked herself ruthlessly with it, banging it against the back of her cunt bouncing it off her cervix. Holding the slippery arm she plunged it in with force, pushing against her cervix. She twisted it, rotating the fist against the entrance to her womb. Twisting it, pushing deeper until it forced its way past her cervix. She cried out in excitement when it entered with a rush. She fucked her self frantically, jerking it in and out. This time she banged against her cervix from the inside.

Pulling hard on the arm, trying to pull it all the way out, her cervix refused to give way. She pulled harder while squeezing down with her vagina. Her womb pulled down, the wrist almost out of her pussy, the fist still embedded inside her womb. Harder she pulled, her hands sliding on the slick arm. The fist began to emerge, still on the other side of her cervix. She was stretching her womb, almost pulling it outside of her body. Finally the cervix released its grip and the dildo was free, her womb snapping back inside her.

She cried out and rolled onto her side, drawing her knees up and rocking back and forth, trying to bring on her orgasm. Moaning, wanting to push herself over the edge she threw herself back and forth but she needed more. She jammed the fist back inside, thrusting past her cervix, then out. Fucking herself desperately as it battered in and out. She held the base of the arm and pushed it in even deeper, her hand entering her cunt, wrapped around the dildo. Frustrated, not able to get the fist and arm in as deeply as she wanted she jerked her hand out of her pussy but left the dildo inside, a foot of it buried in her womb, the remaining few inches deep in her pussy.

Taking up the big cock, holding it backwards, she thrust the base against her vagina. It popped in and she savagely rammed it in. She used it as a tool to push the fist in deeper until her insatiable womb swallowed the base of the arm. Using the base of the cock as the head she fucked herself, the massive base, those massive balls ripping in and out of her cunt. She threw herself over the bed while she plunged it in and out, desperate to cum. Fucking herself with longer and longer strokes until the base was entering her womb as well. She pushed it in as far as she could reach, then, leaving it there, she clawed frantically at her clit. She pulled and stretched her nipples, shaking and grabbing at her tits. Doing anything she could to get off. Time and again she approached orgasm, riding to the brink, but not making that final leap into ecstasy.

She was beside herself with lust, there was no end, and there was nothing she wouldn’t do in her delirium of sexual desire. She ripped the fake cock from her body and pushed out with her womb trying to force the fist out. It wouldn’t exit though. She pushed harder until the tube of her cervix was at the entrance to her pussy. She plunged two fingers of each hand into her cervix and stretched it open until it gaped obscenely. With one last massive thrust she pushed the fist from her womb, shooting it in an arc across the room.

She examined the pile of dildos searching for what she needed to fulfill her lust. They seemed too paltry for what she had to have. Spying the huge display dildo sitting on its base across the room she grew more frantic. It sat there like some fertility totem, huge, obscene, impossible. Nonetheless she dragged it over to the bed, unable to lift its weight with her wet and slick hands. The head started at four inches across and widened to nine inches, over two feet in circumference. It stood just over three feet high, too tall for her to straddle.

Kneeling on the bed she slid on top of it. It felt like she was sitting on a barstool. Her legs hung straight down, her extended toes not even close to touching the ground. She rested on it, the first few inches slipping into her wet pussy, her legs forced out as it widened, pressing against her thighs. She rocked back and forth on it, trying to force more inside. She gained another inch deeper, then another, but that was all. Her legs flailed the air as she strove to get it deeper, her entire weight resting on it. Her clit jutted out, almost two inches of swollen excitement. She masturbated it, jacking herself off. She bounced up and down then rolled around vainly trying to get it deeper. Suddenly another inch slipped in before stopping. Her cunt was stretched to a six-inch diameter; farther than she would have felt possible.

She kicked with her legs, straddling a dildo bigger around than one of her thighs. She was ecstatic with excitement, drunk with lust, stretched beyond her wildest expectations. She jacked herself harder, flinging drops of her cream around the room. Once again she approached her climax. It built, coming in higher and higher waves, moving to the edge. She slipped down another inch, and then one more, spread to seven inches, then a little more. She was right at the brink. Faster her hand flew on her clit. She pulled with greater vengeance on her nipples, stretching them unbelievably. She teetered on the brink of climax, screaming in her lust. She bounced again on the dildo, a fraction more entered inside, but it was enough. Still a long ways to go before taking its entire girth, her orgasm exploded within her. Unbelievably she felt the contractions inside her, stretched beyond belief, her cunt still pulsed with waves of climax. She threw herself about, anchored on the massive toy, her toes just brushing the floor. Wave after wave washed through her, seemingly endlessly causing her pussy to clench over and over. She couldn’t stop jacking herself off, continuing her cum. She wept in release. The pulsations of her orgasm caused her to loose any remaining control of her cunt and she began to sink even further down. Even as she was stretched to greater extents her orgasm continued. She wailed in release. The dildo was eight inches inside, nearing it’s maximum width, pressing against her cervix. Still she slid down, tiny fractions entering her, beginning to spread the entrance to her womb. Minutes went by and she continued to orgasm. She had lost all control. Her body was slack, her muscles no longer of any use. Her arms and legs hung limply. Her only existence was the continuing spasms that moved through her and the continued opening of her holes.

Her feet could now rest on the floor, but that was useless. Her legs closed as the dildo entered, her body wrapped around the mass of rubber. The widest portion entered her and passed inside. She had taken all it had. Her limp body continued to vibrate with the vast orgasm that was all she knew. Her mind and body exploded with it. Faster now she slid down, her cunt taking it all, her cervix still spreading. Well over a foot inside her she had enough feeling remaining to note the expansion of her cervical ring until it to took the full width. She slid down further. Her belly swollen, her ribs expanding as it pushed deeper. Her breathing short, the compressed lungs unable to draw a full breath. Her orgasm continued, already ten minutes long. She sank down, two feet inside her. Finally her knees rested on the floor, her descend halted. She knelt there, her slack body supported by the great mass inside her as waves of passion rolled through her. She had no idea how long she was there, her body impaled on two feet of dildo. Her head hung forward but her body was rigidly straight. Her head lolled back and forth, her arms rolling with the convulsions that continued. Finally they faded and slowed as she hung there.


Exho 4

Sarah slowly regained some recognition. She became aware of more than the massive dildo she was impaled upon. While the aftershocks of her orgasm continued to ripple through her body she lifted her head. Her body was a tingling, over-sensitive sexual presence. After the long minutes of intense orgasm the gentle sensations that ebbed through her were a pleasant afterglow. Her weight began to grow heavier on her knees as her vaginal muscles relaxed and released their grip on the huge toy. Levering backwards with her legs she managed to rest her back against the edge of the bed, the dildo slipping another inch deeper. She brought her elbows back until they were supported on the bed, and then using the last of her strength, shifted her weight onto her arms. Struggling to pull herself off, her toes fighting for a grip on the floor in the pool of cum, she began to draw herself off the dildo.

Endlessly she drew her body from the nine-inch diameter toy. Her breathing grew easier as her lungs gained room to expand. The great bulge extending from her chest and down her abdomen rippled with the undulations of the massive rubber toy buried two feet inside her. Even coated with the juices she had been pumping from her pussy her vaginal ring clung to the shaft. The tight ring was pulled farther from her, traveling out with the exiting of the dildo. It stretched four inches down, a tight band that moved with the contours of the rubber shaft. She could feel the pull extending up past the juncture of her thighs and drawing down the flesh on either side. Her lips were pulled so far down that her clit and pubic hair extended below her crotch. When the tight ring formed a funnel of flesh five inches long, the base of her clit three inches lower than normal, leaving the head of her expanded clitoris even with the band of pussy muscle, it released its grip on the dildo.

As the shaft left her pussy her lips retreated back up. Pushing harder with her shaking arms she worked herself farther up on the bed. The head of the dildo had left from under her rib cage, then from her abdomen. Her body collapsed to its normal shape as the monster retreated. She still tingled with spasms of after effects as the head of her clit bounced along the dildo. As she worked herself off of it her back came off the bed until she was resting on her elbows while her pussy was still impaled on the rigid, unyielding dildo. Her body remained suspended above the bed, her legs limply outstretched, dangling in space until the last half-foot rushed out and her body dropped down.

She lay there with her cunt yawning open. The remaining juice draining from inside her. The vaginal walls cooling with the rush of air entering her pussy. The lower part of her belly was still elevated. Laying there, exhausted, ever so slowly her pussy opening closed. After lying there for ten minutes the gaping hole finally closed. She rolled over on to her side, and bringing her legs up, she fell into a deep sleep.

Sarah awoke slowly the next day, mentally exploring her body, searching for any soreness or signs of the previous days activity. Other than a slight stiffness along her inner thighs there was none. Looking around she could see the great dildo extending above the bed. She had difficulty in believing that she could have had that thing in her body. If she had, there must be some sign of it. How could she accept it inside of her and not have been stretched and damaged beyond repair. Yet she felt nothing. The only signs were the puddle of her cum that had spread across the floor and the soaked sheets that draped over the side and absorbed her juice.

She lay back and wondered about her experience. Unbelieving, not understanding, but feeling a tremendous sense of release. It had been so freeing for her, releasing any inhibitions she had. She was free to give reign to any desires she had, any unfulfilled wants or needs. She would not be held by any societal taboos, she was free to pursue any of her desires. In fact she was feeling proud of her accomplishments. She wanted to share it with someone. Reflecting on who that someone might be she decided there was only one person that she knew who might appreciate this. In truth she would have preferred to do it all herself. She wanted to feel that incredible stretching and expansion but she also wanted to be the one doing it. She wished she could fit both her fists and then her arms inside of herself. The idea of working her own head into her pussy was intoxicating. There she could drink her own juices, hot and exciting, her clit tingling at the mere thought, her pussy quickly growing wet. The prospect of plunging her head

[bryan]

Can we have the rest of that story it didn't all paste in, many thanks, awesome story

[anllover]

Part 2

I stood there absolutely stupefied, as we all did. I should have been drained, physically and mentally, from what had just happened but in fact I don’t think I had ever been more excited. Sara was lying there, covered in cum, a serene expression on her face. I just stared at her, still gently stroking my rigid cock, thinking it is my turn now, or rather it had better be because I am going to explode without further release. I couldn’t get the image of Sara sliding down that guys leg, they way she was stretched and opened up, the way she awoke to new sexual heights until complete penetration was the only thing that could satisfy her. I don’t know how she was able to accommodate so much but I will never forget the sight of her riding herself up and down on his leg, how her body seemed to be drawn inside herself, the way her legs shook with her excitement and effort, the way her arms wrapped around her stomach encompassing the great bulge of her stretched abdomen and the clearly exalted expression on her face. I would have been concerned for her well being but the obvious expression of satisfaction on her face was proof of her contentment.
Remark! - We stop here....there is a continiation how the man was fucked, but it's an other topic.

okimiki, is it possible to post this part two to your first story please.

[alongeasy]

snacko - please post your story into notepad and upload here. i like it very much. and i do know that other members like it too.

[calfee20]

here you go I hope the formatting is OK


She lay back and wondered about her experience. Unbelieving,
not understanding, but feeling a tremendous sense of release.
It had been so freeing for her, releasing any inhibitions she
had. She was free to give reign to any desires she had, any
unfulfilled wants or needs. She would not be held by any
societal taboos, she was free to pursue any of her desires. In
fact she was feeling proud of her accomplishments. She wanted
to share it with someone. Reflecting on who that someone might
be she decided there was only one person that she knew who
might appreciate this. In truth she would have preferred to do
it all herself. She wanted to feel that incredible stretching
and expansion but she also wanted to be the one doing it. She
wished she could fit both her fists and then her arms inside
of herself. The idea of working her own head into her pussy
was intoxicating. There she could drink her own juices, hot
and exciting, her clit tingling at the mere thought, her pussy
quickly growing wet. The prospect of plunging her head in and
out was overwhelming. Feeling her cunt opening and closing,
her pussy lips tracing every curve, spreading over the top of
her head until they closed around her neck.



Her friend Carol was a slight athletic woman, reserved and
quiet on the outside but a volcano on the inside. Sarah was
beside herself with the thought of sharing with another. After
grabbing a quick shower and throwing on a short, light robe
she picked up the phone.



Carol rang the bell at Sarah's front door, wondering what the
urgency was. Sarah nearly jerked her through the door in her
anticipation. While Carol listened dumbfounded Sarah filled
her in on her recent adventures. While still remaining
skeptical Carol found herself growing excited and demanded to
see all the toys Sarah was talking about. They entered the
bedroom and Carol's mouth dropped open when she saw the pile
of dildos and the massive one still sitting next to the bed.
She refused to believe that Sarah could have fit it all into
her vagina.



Aware of the sexual tension in the room and feeling a strong
mutual attraction Sarah continued her story. Carol sat on the
edge of the bed, feeling a bit disconcerted. She was not sure
that she wanted to get this heavily involved in this sort of
thing as well as being unsure where she fit in. She knew there
was no way she could accept most of the dildos laying on the
bed next to her. Still, she listened as Sarah animatedly
related her experiences. What Carol was sure of was the
excitement she felt as she watched Sarah move. The occasional
glimpse of thigh when the robe parted momentarily, seeing the
material stretch taught over a swaying breast, nipple
prominent, when she gestured. When Sarah squatted down to pick
up a dildo that had slid onto the floor there was the briefest
glimpse of her pussy. When she leaned over to place it on the
bed her breast was exposed.



Carol was not missing any of this. Her breathing increased
with her sexual excitement. Unconsciously she ran the palm of
her hand up her thigh, and then gave herself a light touch on
her clit. She began to absently stroke herself, squirming
slightly on the bed. Noticing this Sarah reacted with more
exaggerated movements, letting her robe open a bit more. She
would cup her breasts in her hands and pull on her nipples
until they were rigidly poking through the fabric. Sarah
darted in close to Carol, bumping her leg against hers,
reaching out with her hand to give her a quick caress. Sarah
did this under the guise of telling her story, but she
intentionally wanted to excite Carol. Juice was now seeping
out of Sarah's opening vagina. She bounced down, squatting
with her knees spread, giving Carol another glimpse of her
pussy, this time for a longer view, allowing her to see the
juices leaking at the dark hole that gaped from within her
spreading lips. She heard the sharp intake of breath when
Carol saw her open and ready.



Carol was mentally begging Sarah to go further. She wanted to
see the robe slide off her body. She wanted to feel Sarah's
tits pressed against her own, their lips touching, tongues
exploring each other's mouths. She wanted to suck on that
tongue, draw it into her mouth, feel it slide wetly between
her lips as she drew it in. Barely able to contain her
excitement she continued to unconsciously stroke herself.



Sarah continued to tease Carol. She reached between her legs,
her hands feeling herself through her robe. She masturbated as
if it were part of the story. When she removed her hands her
robe hung back down, two wet patches testifying to her
excitement. The edges of the robe were now about two inches
apart, the inner slopes of her breasts visible, a slice of her
flat belly leading to a patch of pubic hair on view. Her clit
stuck out of the dense hair, red, long, erect. She never
stopped telling Carol of how wonderful it all had been.
Pulling the robe down so it stretched tightly over her
nipples, their darkness visible through the thin fabric, she
leaned in close. Carol could feel her warmth, her partially
exposed tits before her eyes.



Carol wanted to lean against that chest and bury her face
between the breasts. Moving away from her, Sarah reached out
with a hand and stroked Carol's hair. The movement opened the
robe further until part of her nipples was exposed. She looked
deep into Carol's eyes, wanting her to see the lust inside
her. She was telling Carol of how the huge dildo had begun to
spread her open when Carol slid her hand inside the band of
her shorts. She had to touch herself directly while she
listened and watched this beautiful woman before her.



Sarah reached back out with both hands and took Carols face
between them. She straddled one of Carol's legs and sat on her
knee, her pussy splayed over it. She slid along the leg,
moving closer. Sarah could feel her opened pussy lips parted
over Carol's leg, leaving a wet smear that felt cool under her
ass. She pulled Carols head between her breasts and rolled her
pussy over her leg, feeling her clit squashed beneath herself,
little tremors erupting through her body.



Carol reached around Sarah and pulled her tight against her
face. Her tongue reached out, searching for Sarah's nipple.
She sucked it into her mouth, an inch long nib that rasped
along her tongue as she sucked it in and out. She lay back,
twisting onto her side, drawing Sarah down with her. They lay
side by side, their mouths running over each other, exploring
every part they could reach.



Carol rolled over on top of Sarah and kissed her way down her
body. She knelt on the floor and buried her face between
Sarah's legs. Her tongue lapped at the juice pouring out until
she was drinking it in, letting her mouth fill before
swallowing it. Her lips pursed and sucked in Sarah's clit.
Carols head bobbed up and down as she gave the clit a blowjob
worthy of any cock. The clit was a half inch thick and stuck
out rigidly, almost two inches long. Her lips engulfed the
head then spread out over the hood of the clit as she drew it
in. Her hand slid under her chin and probed at the pussy
opening. Curling it into a fist she slipped it inside Sarah's
cunt. Feeling little resistance she brought up her other hand
and clasped them together then plunged them both in. Sarah's
body jerked as she buried them inside.



Carol paused, not quite sure if this was happening, fearing
that she might hurt her lover. Sarah reached down and grabbed
an arm and tried to pull Carol in deeper. Carol let her guide
her until she had established a fucking motion. Sarah fell
back while Carol worked her cunt over. Carol was easing her
hands into her until they were buried against the deepest part
of her pussy, then easing them back out. Her forearms
glistened with Sarah's cream halfway to the elbows. She
increased the speed until Sarah's juice was splattering over
the front of her shirt. She yanked her hands out and ripped
off her clothing. Long streams of juice erupted from Sarah,
spraying over the bed, Sarah and Carol. She then resumed
fucking Sarah with both her hands in long rapid strokes.



She laid the side of her face on Sarah's stomach, feeling her
fists bounding and moving about inside. Carol reveled in the
feeling of Sarah's pussy, wet, warm, soft, exquisite, obscene.
She pummeled her hard, no longer concerned about causing her
discomfort. She listened to Sarah moaning in excitement and
realized that she was pleading for more. Beyond worrying,
wanting only to satisfy their wanton needs she yanked her
hands out. Quickly she buried her mouth over the fountain that
erupted from Sarah and drank deeply of her. She searched with
her hands until they touched a large double-headed dildo.
Clasping it between her hands she pulled her face from between
Sarah's legs. Letting the spray wash over her face she brought
the dildo up to the entrance into Sarah's cunt. The head
protruded a couple of inches before her hands. She pushed the
three-inch thick dildo through the opening. Slowly she
continued to push watching Sarah's pussy ring spreading over
her fingers as she forced them in. The muscle stretched
further and further as Sarah hunched against the invasion.



Sarah tossed her head back and forth with excitement as she
felt herself spreading open. Each change was shooting pleasure
through her body. She dully felt Carols hands entering, the
vaginal ring hanging momentarily on the fingers, pushed inside
her, then snapping down as it released. She felt Carol's arms
sliding along her inner thighs as they fed into her body.
Barely past the wrists, the head of the dildo bumped against
her cervix. Carol never slowed her penetration and Sarah's
cervix opened to admit the dildo. Involuntarily clenching down
on Carols arms she moaned for more and more. She bucked
against Carol, trying to hurry the penetration, wanting to
take it all. Carol kept up the slow penetration, not varying
it, making Sarah wait.



Sarah rolled her body in an attempt to get relief, to fill her
sexual need. She tossed her head around, pleading for more,
wanting to spear her body with Carols hands wrapped around the
dildo. The head of the dildo was fully in the womb when her
hands pressed against Sarah's cervix. Not changing the speed
of advance Carol pushed harder, the short tube of the cervix
retreating before her penetration. The throat of the cervix
began to spread further. Sarah was desperately trying to climb
the throes of her excitement as Carols fingers entered her
womb. She felt the innermost opening stretching around the two
hands, separated by the dildo. Carol continued to press on;
her hands sinking deeper inside the womb until the crook of
her elbows were at the entrance of Sarah's pussy. She made
quick repeated jabs trying to go deeper but the flair of her
spread arms prevented that.



She began to withdraw her arms, never letting go of the thick
dildo. Her arms exiting Sarah's cunt as her wrists began to
slide out of the womb. Carol withdrew completely from Sarah's
body, staring at the huge hole that was the entrance to her
cunt, the hole partially obscured by the jets of cream. Sarah
sat partially up, desperate to get Carol back inside her,
begging for her to fuck her. Carol plunged back inside
penetrating to her elbows with one fluid movement. Sarah
gasped with lust, her body flailing in excitement. She pulled
viciously on her nipples, stretching them far from her body,
her tits forming a thick cylinder of flesh instead of their
normal pear shape.



Using her whole body as a fucking machine Carol reared back
then threw herself forward. Fucking Sarah with two-foot
strokes, burying her face against her clit and mouthing it.
Her tongue vibrated over it and then was forced up the shaking
body by the fucking motion, returning to suck it up again as
she withdrew from Sarah's body. Sarah thrashed around the bed,
bucking her hips against Carols arms. She madly tried to
thrust her clit against anything she could, needing to vibrate
it against something to achieve release. She was overwhelmed
by lust, by having three living squirming things penetrating
deep into her body. Her skin was wet with her cream, loud
sucking noise timed with Carols fucking.



Carol chewed on Sarah's clit sending her spiraling into an
orgasm. Sarah threw her body around, jerking Carol madly about
with the force of her passion. Carol felt the convulsions
spreading through Sarah's body, rippling down her arms. She
increased her pistoning, throwing her body against Sarah. She
was a woman possessed. Nearing exhaustion, she refused to
quit. Sarah was just a vessel for her insane fucking. Spasm
after spasm gripped her arms as Sarah climaxed over and over.
Beside herself Carol ripped her arms from Sarah and tucking
her hands under her chin she pushed the top of her head
against Sarah’s cunt. She twisted it back and forth seeking
entrance. She could feel the vibrations of Sarah's orgasm
throbbing against her head and this spurred her on. Shaking
her head, her hair soaked from Sarah's spending and flying
wildly about, she felt the pussy give way and the top of her
head enter.



Sarah screamed out, Carol, not sure if she was screaming in
lust or pain or what, cared little. She was consumed by her
own erotic and obscene needs. Sarah reacted by cumming even
harder. Already orgasming for long minutes her body responded
by scaling a new plateau of lust. Her body thrashed more
violently, as if she was being physically beaten. It was
actually the power of her incredible and overpowering need to
go beyond anything imaginable, to feed her sexual fires, that
whipped her on. Her arms reached out, vainly looking for
something to hold on to. Finding nothing to hold her back she
continued to spiral into a realm undreamed of.



Twisting her head back and forth Sarah opened further and
Carol sunk in deeper. That tight band of flesh riding over
head, and then her face until she was buried inside of Sarah's
cunt. She pushed out with her hands, breaking the seal formed
by Sarah's tight pussy lips, letting the continuously flowing
juices drain out, able to breath. She shook her head
frantically inside of Sarah, the violent pulsations of Sarah's
orgasm vibrating through both of them. Carols shoulders were
rubbing repeatedly between Sarah's legs. Forcing them further
open, scraping over her clit, over her anus, against anything.
She was almost thrown over by the violent thrashing of Sarah's
body. Still she tried to force herself deeper inside. She
wanted to crawl inside of Sarah and be consumed by her. She
forced one hand along her face, bringing it inside as well.
She managed to get in to the elbow, then crooking her arm,
forcing the elbow, then the rest of her arm inside. When her
shoulder was partially inside Sarah entered a new dimension.



All of a sudden the violence of her orgasm retreated and Sarah
entered a new realm. Her mind and body went blank except for
the pure state of sexual release. There was nothing but the
vast spreading of her cunt and cervix, the incredible and
intense spasms, all contained within a world only she
inhabited.







Inflatable Pussy Part 5

Always on the lookout for something new and, of course,
bigger, Sarah ripped open the package. There they were, all
the way from Europe, six inflatable dildos, fourteen inches
long and four inches in diameter when fully inflated. She had
to wonder if this was being a bit excessive, but no, there was
no such thing as being too excessive. She felt rather
Victorian, too much is not enough.



They arrived at the perfect time. She was feeling randy,
loose, and ready to go. After a number of years of taking the
largest objects she could find in her eternal quest to take
bigger and bigger things, here were some new toys. She had
never used inflatable toys before and was raring to go. Her
intent was to inflate one and insert it, then slide at least
one other deflated one alongside the first, and pump it up.
She wanted to be able to control the expansion of her pussy
with slow pumps, prolong the experience of being stretched.



Although fisting was her first love there was not always a
convenient partner, besides, there were times that she wanted
full control and just to experiment with herself. She started
by washing everything off and once the new toys were ready she
started to get herself prepared.



After taking a shower and drying off she stood in front of the
full-length mirror. She enjoyed looking at her reflection,
turning this way and that, proud of her full breasts, flat
stomach and long legs. She watched as she ran her hands over
her body, cupping her breasts and twisting the nipples. They
expanded under her touch, growing long and thick. It was so
erotic to feel them lengthen, to feel their rubbery texture
squirming beneath her fingers. She pinched and twisted them,
feeling weakness in her knees and a tingling between her legs.
She pulled on them until the nipples and surrounding aureole
were stretched out into a long cone, pulled far away from the
mounds of her breasts.



She continued massaging her body until she was satisfactorily
moist between her legs. Picking up her favorite lube she
reached down and spread it generously over her vagina. She
coated the inside of her thighs. She loved the feeling of her
thighs sliding against one another as she walked; the
slipperiness was highly erotic. Also, the lubrication was
needed there as the size of her toys invariably scraped along
her inner thighs.



She paced about, working herself up, planning the session,
luxuriating in her nudity and the freedom she felt when going
to extremes. Finally, when mentally ready, she placed a large
towel on the bed and laid on it. Picking up one of the
inflatable toys she gave a few experimental pumps on the bulb,
then more, until it was long and thick. She lubed the length
and slipped it inside her. It entered easily as it was only
pumped up to about a three-inch diameter. Sliding it in and
out, fucking herself, it was a novel feeling. It lacked the
rigidity of the usual objects she used. Hands, latex dildos,
bottles, cans whatever she was used to, this was different.
When this pressed against her cervix it did so more gently,
almost with a caress.



She pumped it some more until it was fully inflated. Still it
entered with relative ease. A hard object of this diameter
would have required more effort to gain entrance but the
forgiving nature of the inflated dildo allowed for easy
admittance. It did not seem so taxing on her vagina either, a
softer touch. She worked it in and out then held it hard
against her cervix and ground against it. Slowly her cervix
began to give way. As she felt her opening expand she drew it
back then plunged it in, enjoying the soft banging against the
entrance to her womb.



She loved having multiple openings to penetrate. The outer
entrance of her vagina, that initial opening was one, the easy
one. Then, after getting the right angle needed to accept
large objects, the inner part of her vagina and finally the
cervix. When all these were aligned, things were perfect. It
was hard to explain what the feeling was. It wasn't painful,
but there was pain. But it was a wonderful pleasure/pain, more
of an ache than actual pain. Any discomfort was really viewed
as a signal that she was being stretched.



The most arousing part was when she was stretched to near
maximum and her various openings rode over the intruder. This
was why she loved being pumped by two hands clasped together
forming one large fist. That exquisite sensation when she was
riding the hump, the knuckles bouncing her around,
momentarily opening her to the maximum, then a brief respite
until they were dragged out, riding it again. When things were
just right it was all she could do to contain herself as she
was brought nearer to an orgasm. She needed to be furiously
pummeled, and then she was able to give herself entirely to
the lust that drove her. She lived for that time when short
rapid thrusts were like a rapid violent series of erotic
shocks making it nearly impossible for her to catch her
breath. She would just exist as an opening to be violated, her
legs spread, her nipples assaulted by her groping fingers,
thrusting her hips at her attacker to force in more, to get it
all.



This inflatable toy was different. It didn't have the
knuckles, or a head, or the base of a cone to ride over. It
was one long smooth soft dildo gently opening her up. For now
it was perfect. She was enjoying this slow opening.



She began to bear down more firmly against her cervix. Teasing
it slowly open with a steady pressure. As she began to gasp at
the spreading of her cervix the dildo slipped through. Now it
plunged straight in, unimpeded by anything it slid all the way
through as her fingers entered her pussy and she had taken all
14 inches. Her pussy closed over the end and all that remained
visible was the thin hose she had used to inflate it. All that
was visible from the outside except for the ridge formed under
the flesh of her belly where the shape of the dildo was. It
started just below her navel and extended up.



She pushed out with her vaginal muscles forcing a few inches
back outside. She picked up another of the inflatables and
tried to slide it alongside the one inside her. She made sure
it was fully deflated, then worked it in. Although she was
only able to get about five inches inside, that was enough.
She squeezed the bulb and started to fill it. She felt it
expanding, causing her to stretch. It was nice; lying there
and just squeezing with very little effort, feeling the
opening to her pussy expand. Slowly she pumped until she
reached a point where she stopped being stretched, a point
well short of the expansion she craved. She pumped more but
nothing was happening. Her pussy muscles were stronger than
the dildo and it was not expanding where she needed it. It was
growing on the outside and inside, but had stopped stretching
her.



She began to experiment with new things and ways. She inserted
two, partially inflated, through her cervix then alternated
pumping them up, stretching her cervix. She worked one entire
dildo inside her womb. She first inserted it fully inflated
until it hit the back of her womb, then began to deflate it as
needed until it was buried totally inside. The bulb was close
to the opening to her vagina. Then she inflated another one
and pushed it inside and through her cervix until her pussy
closed over the end. With the second one in place she began to
inflate the first. She felt it inflate inside her, squirming
and shifting around as it grew. It felt alive to her and her
belly was expanding as she watched. The sensation was
intensified as she rested her hand on her abdomen and felt the
movement beneath her skin. When it was fully inflated her
belly was huge.



Sarah struggled to her feet and staggered over to the
full-length mirror. She liked the bulbs dangling from her
pussy. She liked the movements inside her as she walked.
Mostly she liked seeing her belly. She was transfixed by how
swollen she was. Running her hand over the taut flesh of her
abdomen, she looked pregnant and liked the look. Her tall slim
body was rounded in a fecund shape that was erotic to her. It
made her feel more womanly. She turned and viewed herself from
all angles, running her hands over her body, loving her new
shape.



Returning to her bed she deflated the dildos. Trying to work
the second one entirely inside her womb was difficult. She
managed it by pushing out with her pussy and pushing it inside
with her hands. Now there was only two thin tubes passing out
through her cervix and vagina. She picked up a third, inflated
it and started working it inside using a fucking motion. She
had neglected to lubricate this one and it clung to her a bit.
She watched herself in the mirror at the foot of the bed. The
site of her pussy lips moving in and out with her motions was
so arousing. She wiped off any lube every time she drew it
back out so her lips would cling more. Slowly drawing the
dildo out, her vagina gripped the 12-inch circumference. The
drier she got it the more it would cling to the sides.
Eventually her lips were clinging to the sides and were drawn
further out with each withdrawal. By very slowly pulling it
out she could feel the flesh of her belly dragged down as her
pussy lips were stretched out. Her pussy gripped it so tightly
that the lips were pulled out almost two inches. She held the
dildo in place with one hand and ran the fingers of her other
hand over the stretched skin where it was drawn away from her
body. That cone of flesh pulled from between her legs was one
of the most incredible and exciting sights she had ever seen.



After a while she gave the dildo one more thrust and left it
inside. As before her pussy closed over the end. Now three
bulbs hung outside. She started pumping up the two deflated
ones buried inside her. Much like the previous time, the
growing of her belly aroused her. This time it was a more
intensive feeling, as would be expected. The movement inside
her was more pronounced, the squirming under her flesh more
apparent. The shifting mounds and ridges of the inflating
dildos where they poked around from inside were driving her
higher. When all were fully inflated she was amazed by how
swollen she was.



After hours of playing she was primed like she never had been
before. Yet she knew that she would have to get the intensive
fucking she needed to orgasm. Knowing that she had gone about
as far as she could by herself she called her
partner/lover/friend, Carol.



Carol, as always, was more than willing to participate and
told Sarah she would be right over. Sarah walked out to her
back deck and waited for her. When Carol rounded the corner of
the house and saw Sarah her eyes flew open. She could only
wonder what her wild friend was doing now.



Laughing at Carol's expression, Sarah related her most recent
adventures. She loved having fun with Carol, as well as
others. She was somewhat of an exhibitionist and felt much
more free and liberated when performing or participating with
others. Her openness and willingness to try anything
rightfully pleased her. She was proud that she could do things
that others couldn't and she liked being nasty in front of
others, it increased her mental eroticism, which increased her
physical pleasure.



Carol loved the look of Sarah. She thought it was sensual and
exciting. Not only did her protruding belly make her look
pregnant but her nipples looked more swollen than usual and
her breasts fuller. They returned to the bedroom and Carol
couldn't keep her hands off Sarah. Taking her face in her
hands, Carol kissed her face, finally sinking her tongue as
deeply into her mouth as she could. Sarah returned the kisses
with passion, her pussy quivering with excitement, despite
being filled by the dildos.



Carols hands roamed over Sarah's body. Reluctantly her lips
left Sarah's and moved down to her boobs. She drew her nipples
into her mouth, sucking so hard on them that she left reddish
rings. She pulled them hard and nibbled gently until Sarah was
moaning and squirming. She pushed her hand through the wet
hairs of Sarah's pussy, over her erect clit and slid it inside
her. She ran her palm along the length of the dildo to where
it disappeared into the womb. She grasped the dildo and slid
it out, wanting to see it. Then she released the stop of one
of the other two dildos, deflated it and drew it out, then
pulled out the last one



Sarah felt the loss, for the first time in hours she was empty
inside. Carol buried her face in Sarah's crotch, tonguing her
vaginal slit. She pulled her lovers legs up to get better
access, listening to Sarah moaning in lust. She sucked on the
long clit, fluttering it with her tongue, the pussy clenching
on her buried fingers. Her mouth slid down, over the opening
and Carol licked across the rosebud of Sarah's anus. She
teased it, encircled it with her lips and sucked. She probed
it with her tongue and feeling it relax, pushed her tongue
inside.



Sarah bucked against the intrusion and grabbing Carols head
and pressed it against her ass. She felt her climax begin to
build and she became looser and more wet. Carol, sensing this,
wormed her tongue deeper into Sarah. She could smell her
scents. She forced her head back against Sarah's grasp, and
balling her hand into a fist plunged it deep into Sarah.
Feeling her fist pass through the vagina she pushed deeper,
battering easily past the cervix and to the back of the womb.
Carol was always amazed to see Sarah's pussy lips wrapped
around her bicep.



She continued to fuck her pussy as Sarah bucked against her.
Withdrawing her arm, Carol clasped her hands together and
forced them inside of Sarah's cunt. When she bottomed out at
the cervix she twisted and rotated them until she felt the
cervix begin to give way. Then she shoved hard and exploded
into the womb. Once the initial penetration was achieved she
began to fuck her in earnest. Withdrawing her hands to the
wrist she plunged them back in to the elbows as fast as she
could.



Sarah felt the breath being forced from her body repeatedly by
the force of Carols fucking. This was what she needed. She
felt her orgasm growing and began screaming at Carol, urging,
begging her to fuck her harder. She clawed her way closer to
exploding. She lowered her legs until her feet were on the bed
and raised her hips, thrusting out against the pummeling arms.
Higher and higher she climbed, bearing down on Carols arms,
squeezing them in her attempts to secure release.



Suddenly she came, her cunt bearing down harder, spasming over
and over, begging Carol not to stop. Carol had no intention of
stopping or even slowing. Eventually the last throes of climax
dissipated but Carol didn't slow down. Sarah was highly
sensitive and the plowing of Carol's arms became tortuous.
Still she did not stop and Sarah involuntarily started to
climb to the heights of ecstasy again. This time the pummeling
of her G-spot was bringing Sarah close to spewing her juice.
As Carol continued to ream her she could bear it no more and
she gave way.



With this orgasm she began to spray long streams of cum
shooting out of her, wetting Carol. She shot spray after spray
of her love juice, soaking Carol's hair, face and chest. Only
after Sarah's spurts tapered off did she change her fucking
action. She pulled one hand from Sarah, allowing the other to
sink in past the elbow, almost to the shoulder. With her free
hand Carol groped for one of the inflated dildos, grabbed it
and held it against her cunt. She pulled her other hand out,
encircled the dildo with the fingers of both hands just below
the head and plunged all three inside Sarah's cunt.



Sarah saw skyrockets, her head exploding in lust. She was
opened as never before. Carol forced herself deeper. The few
inches of dildo that extended past her grasping hands
penetrated the cervix. Leaning against Sarah with all the
weight of her slight frame, Carol dug in and pushed. Her hands
began to enter Sarah's womb. Her cunt was stretched widely by
the combination of two arms and a four-inch wide dildo and now
her cervix was about to be stretched just as wide. With her
arms spread by the dildo Carol was able to get both arms even
deeper inside. Ignoring the spasms of Sarah's climax she
continued pushing in until both elbows were forced inside.



Sarahs pussy was opened over seven inches, spread to an
unbelievable extent. Her continuing climaxes spanned many
minutes, until her cunt muscles began to fatigue. Yet nothing
was going to stop Carol. She had to use her whole body to fuck
her now. It looked as if Carol was diving into Sarah's pussy.



Sarah was beyond sense, all she knew was that she couldn't go
on much longer, yet she was beyond stopping also. Her arms
were beating on the bed in time to the contractions wracking
her body. Her hips were thrusting in sympathy with her orgasm,
sporadically spewing out another long stream of cum.



Likewise Carol was wrapped in lust; all her world was locked
into fucking Sarah. Without missing a beat she withdrew one
hand while continuing to fuck with the other hand and dildo.
She took another dildo in her free hand and pushed it against
Sarah's cunt. Summoning up the last of her strength Carol
plunged back into Sarah. It wasn't easy but she rammed,
twisted, gripped with her feet and braced her legs and pushed.
At first reluctantly, then with the breaking of the dam she
forced her way in. Two inflatable dildos, each four inches
across, and two arms were buried inside Sarah's cunt. Carol
threw her body back then threw herself forward, the only way
she could force Sarah open.



Sarah's cunt lips were stretched obscenely tight. Stretched
way out of her body every time Carol withdrew, then rolling
down her arms with the inward plunge. With each round trip of
the fucking she was getting, the edge of her pussy ring
traveled six inches, in and out, in and out. Relentlessly
Carol fucked her. Sarah never stopped cumming. Her spewing
juices mixing with the sweat rolling off both bodies until the
bed was soaked.



For almost a half-hour they had been fucking. For almost a
half-hour Sarah had been orgasming. Their screams of passion
had long ago blended into one primal voice. Their bodies,
their voices, their very beings united into a blend of common
lust.



Finally Carol, exhausted, stopped. She collapsed against
Sarah, her arms buried inside nearly to the shoulders, her
cramped fingers frozen around the dildos. She could feel the
convulsions of Sarah's orgasm washing down the length of her
arms, rippling over her flesh. Slowly Sarahs body gave up and
the contractions stopped. Barely able to summon the strength,
Carol dragged her arms and the dildos from Sarah.



Her muscles exhausted; to weak to function, her cunt gaped
wide. Carol could see deep inside her, past her cervix to the
glistening red walls of her womb.

[bryan]

awesome dude, many, many thanks

[mikhailsmirnov]

okimiki, is it possible to post this part two to your first story please.

Hi, sure body check it out

I turned as three naked women entered the room who had been viewing the show unseen. Apparently it was their turn for some fun and I was to be their participant. If they had any doubts as to my willingness I quickly put them to rest. I was surrounded by the ladies and was immediately engulfed by breasts and bellies, arms and legs and all sorts of female apparatus. I was more than ready, well beyond the stage of foreplay, but my eager graspings were restrained and I was led out of the room to a large bathroom, almost a lockeroom. I was placed under a warm shower and soaped down. I couldn’t blame them as I had worked up quite a lather during Sara’s display. It was an incredibly sensuous feeling to have those soapy hands roaming my body and I just stood there luxuriating in the sensations. The feeling was kicked up a notch when I felt a smooth object inserted into my ass. There was no need to inquire as to the reason as almost immediately warm water started to flow into me. Faster than I would have thought possible I felt my abdomen swell with the influx of water. After I judged myself to be more than adequately cleaned out I was led back into the playroom.

I laid down on a wide padded bench as two of the women knelt next to me and began to stroke me in a most sensuous fashion. Laying there relaxed, yet stimulated, letting the movements of their hands bring me once again to rigidity, their mouths joining their exploring fingers, stroking my cock, a ball, then the second, entering a mouth, my breathing coming quicker. Warm wet lips descended on my cock as I felt my head penetrating, the glans sliding over her tongue and entering the throat. My hips started a slow rhythmic rocking as I fucked into her mouth, her breathing loud as she drew breaths through her nose, bypassing her filled mouth. Erect nipples capping dangling breasts were drawn over my chest as one woman brought her lips to mine, insinuating her tongue into my mouth. I sucked it in deeper, feeling it swirl inside, exploring me. I pressed hard against her lips forcing her in as deeply as she could get. I reveled in the feeling as a cool ointment was spread across my anus, her fingers pausing, pressing lightly against my asshole. I tensed, my hips still, waiting. Was she? Was she going to go in? Oh God…she went in, three fingers sliding inside, tentatively then with a sudden plunge she buried them to the full depth. My anus tightened around her fingers, my balls drew up tighter, suddenly we were at a new, higher level. Her fingers wiggled and scissored inside me pressing against the walls of my rectum.

I released my breath as she withdrew to caress the opening leading inside. Her fingers circled my ass, teasing, probing, letting the suspense build. The woman sucking on my cock swallowed as she ingested my pre-cum. I was waiting again, feeling the tension, hoping that was not all, that she would enter me again. Four fingers plunged in this time in one quick entrance, opening me wider and penetrating more deeply. Then quickly in and out, working her fingers and my ass, rapidly forcing me wider with each thrust. She pulled out and without pausing plunged her entire hand inside me. I lurched in response, tightening further, still not breathing, my stomach fluttering with excitement. She pumped into me repeatedly, my anus expanding momentarily as her knuckles passed through then tightening as her wrist entered me. One more withdrawal and she quickly curled her hand into a fist and shoved against me. This time she had to fight the resistance of my anal ring as I felt myself trying to spread to accept her. She pushed harder, straight in, not twisting, not working it, just a straight-ahead push that left me no room for escape. My anus was being pushed into me until finally I felt myself start to spread open, a slight yield to the inexorable pressure. My anal ring was riding up and over her fist, yielding and expanding as she entered me. I willed myself to relax, not sure if I would be able to take the bulk of her fist when my outer sphincter gave way and I swallowed it. Without pause she withdrew then plunged back in, over and over in short quick strokes. My anal opening was vibrating with her thrusting, my anal lips riding up and down over her fist. Then she stopped inside me, her fingers opening, probing for greater depth, searching for the second, deeper sphincter that would allow her to go deep.

I became aware that there was no motion, no action around us as my eyes roamed across the audience witnessing my penetration. Momentarily I lost concentration, then as her fingers probed the end of my rectum I returned to focus on the thrill of her deep penetration. Her exploring fingers found the opening into my colon and began to worm their way deeper, spreading my flexture as her fingertips passed through. I could feel her penetrating more deeply as well as feeling her forearm beginning to enter well past the wrist. A bulge began to show on my abdomen on the left side, proof of the deepness of her invasion. The growing bulge vanished as she pulled back outside my colon only to ball her hand back into a fist and plunge deep again. As her fist bulled its way past the sphincter I moaned explosively through clenched teeth at the eroticism of a fist sliding deep inside me. She had worked her way inside far enough so her wrist was past that inner constriction, the bump of her fist pushing out my flesh some way past my navel. I was grunting in lust to such an extent that for a minute I was not conscious of additional fingers snaking their way through my anus. I caught my breath as I digested this new stimulation, my ass stretched around her forearm as the opening increased rapidly with the introduction of four more fingers. Involuntarily I began to pant, wanting to be spread more, beginning to understand Sara's ability to take more and respond to it. I don’t know what I was doing externally but internally my mind was expanding as fast as my anus. I lay there mentally digesting the fact that one hand and half a forearm was buried inside me and a second hand was creeping inside with the first.

I knew my breathing was coming short and fast and that my toes were curling and I was tense with excitement but all I could really feel was the slow progression of a second hand and the spreading that was taking place. I didn’t even realize that it was a different woman that was inserting the second hand, all I knew was that I was being opened like never before. A longer whoosh of expelled air and a slight reduction in pressure as my anal ring encircled the wrist, briefly though as the second forearm started to enter me. My inner sphincter was now being assaulted and stretched, spreading around the entrance of another hand. OhhhhGgggooooddd it was passing through, two hands in my colon. My cock was attempting to respond, shaking in the hand of some woman, little spurts of pre-cum ejecting as knuckles or wrists buffeted my prostate forming pools of cum on my belly that rolled off my skin as the bulge of the hands lifted my abdomen up. My anus felt as if it were gaping open, visible to all that wanted to look up inside me. My knees were drawn up further exposing me to the gaze of others. I was pleased to see Sara sitting next to me, stroking me with her hand.

One hand started to advance again, the taut skin of my belly separating into two distinct bulges, one moving higher then turning to the right as it sank deeper into my colon. My anal ring stretched to a greater width and I didn’t realize at first that an elbow was entering me. My anus yawned open, pausing as it reached around the elbow and forearm to finally gulp it in. My body was literally tingling with the eroticism of the penetrations and I was moaning continuously, gulping in air between moans. The women were alternating pushing into me so that it looked as if some giant inchworm was crawling inside me as their fists joined then separated. I couldn’t believe how open and exposed I felt, how erotic the sensations were, the disbelief that two people were deep inside me. Sara was now working my cock, licking and sucking it as she pumped it with her hand. The third hand that was pressed against my anal opening was her other hand. I knew I wouldn’t be able to take it, but liked the idea of it, particularly that it was Sara’s. When she was able to work a couple fingers inside, my guts seem to melt even further, churning with the unreal erotic charge. I began to hump against the arms already lodged inside me and against her advancing fingers. She lowered her mouth to inhale my cock as she slid her free hand over my abdomen to feel the two fists moving inside me. I was having difficulty in mentally accepting the amount buried inside me, one arm in past the elbow, another with the elbow just about to enter my rectum and now a third sliding in.

I can’t describe how open I felt as I braced my feet against the pressure of the entry, my knees as widely spread as possible, my anus spread and open to view. It was so erotic to be this open. As tightly as I was packed I still felt loose, as if anything inside me could just fall out. I couldn’t imagine where my stomach and other organs had been shoved. Sara now had her flat hand inside and the other two women were shifting positions to be able to get in further. They pushed on, biceps stretching me out, a massive bulge appearing on the left edge of my torso like a buried comet with a trail comprised of a ridge formed by the two arms attached to the fist bulge. I was heaving my hips up and down, working to get them in deeper, not ready at this stage to accept any limits, only wanting more and more. I was to stretched to offer any resistance against their advances, to widely stretched to be able to clamp down with my anus. I was open……a pit to bury their arms in, open to any invasion they wanted to make, and I loved it. The continued stimulation of my prostate promoted a steady stream of pre-cum, which Sara sucked down as it was discharged. I mashed my crotch against her face, trying to bury my cock down her throat.

The other women held still as Sara worked deeper into me, her hand sliding through my inner sphincter, scraping along their forearms, the unbelievable spreading as her elbow entered me, pressing against their biceps. I watched transfixed as I viewed the advance of her hand, waiting for the magic moment when her hand joined with theirs. My ass cheeks were flattened as they spread away from each other, my insides were quivering in lust, my legs were shaking from lust, I was no longer in control of myself, my body could only react to my excitement. I lay there shaking, mentally visualizing as well as feeling her arm reaching farther inside me. Then she reached the other two hands, three biceps gripped tightly by my anal ring and outer sphincter as the women joined hands into one great fist. A huge ridge ran up from my crotch, across my belly and started back down towards my crotch. My lust was so great that I kept hunching myself against the three arms, but not willfully. I was in too much of a sexual fog to do this consciously, it was just a physical reaction to the incredible stimulation.

Three women with their arms buried almost to the shoulder were penetrating inside my body. They began to try and fuck me in unison but were to tightly wedged to make much movement. Mostly I slid back and forth on the bench. Gradually, as I loosened slightly, they were able to make longer thrusts. I laid there limply, letting the sensations of their thrusting arms carry me to greater heights of erotic lust. At times I felt as if I were only a gigantic hole designed to receive their thrusts, but I couldn’t deny the movement of my organs as they were jostled around by the fucking of their arms, or the lustful shaking of my limbs as they quivered in response to my excitement. Their strokes grew longer as my ass hole was first pulled out from my body then shoved back inside with their inward strokes. I knew I was moving to higher and higher erotic levels as they fucked me but it wasn’t until I noticed Sara’s lips moving against me, her face buried against my pubic hair as she sucked on my cock, that I was cumming directly into her mouth. The magnificent stimulation of my anus had focussed me solely on their thrusting, my orgasm had become an incidental reaction to that intense stimulation. I lay there as my body was buffeted by their long deep strokes, unwilling to react and thrust against them, content to be the opening that they were fucking.

As their strokes lengthened to 18 inches my unresisting body began to be lifted off the bench only to be slammed back down on the in strokes. Sara was no longer able to suck me as they forced against me although I continued to spew streams of cum in response. Finally, after one massive thrust they jerked their arms from inside me and I collapsed back down on the bench, my anus gaping and open, my cock pumping cum, my body limp and yielding. One of the women buried her face against my anus as my stretched asshole covered her entire face. She then slid up and took me into her mouth, drinking down the final spurts of cum.

The women then knelt alongside the bench resting their elbows against each others, their fingers intertwined and wrapping around to form one great exposed fist. I had not been able to fathom how Sara had taken so much earlier but now it was clear. It simply couldn’t be resisted. I staggered to my feet uncontrollably attracted to that huge mass of hands and arms, knowing I had to take it inside me. I centered my body over it and lowered myself down. I made contact with it and began to squirm atop it looking for the right angle of entrance. It felt like I was sitting on a barstool. I felt my anus begin to open, my anal ring spreading and stretching over it. In an agony of sexual drive I lowered myself further, continuing to spread, not believing how far I was stretched. I reached down to feel how much had penetrated and couldn’t believe that I still had a ways to go before my ass would envelop the massive fist and it would be inside me. Further I stretched, any pain sublimated by my arousal and need. I opened more, stretched a little more, then……OH MMMYYYY GGGOOODDDDDDD it was in and my anus closed around the relatively smaller thickness of their wrists. Now I could sink down faster. A slight pause and adjustment and they were inside my colon, my anus spreading open again as the three forearms entered me. I sunk down until my ass was resting on their biceps. I lifted off them, then back down again, fucking myself on this huge cock. Faster I went and this was the most erotic feeling of all. There was no way that I could orgasm and yet I felt the shivers leading to an explosion coursing through my body.

As I forced myself faster and harder on the combined fists my cock began to shoot long thick streams of cum with each down stroke, my balls painfully contracting and shooting. Over and over I came, up and down relentlessly as a huge pool of cum formed on the bench to flow out and run on to the floor. I was beyond anything now, I could only compulsively force myself up and down, never wanting this unearthly stimulation to stop. I began to intensify the feelings even more by pulling all the way off and then slamming back down again. My asshole gaping open momentairily then mushrooming around their combined fist, engulfing it. Fucking myself with as long of strokes as possible. My ass opened repeatedly, compulsively spreading myself, reveling in the rough stretching every time I swallowed that knuckled fist. I was near hyperventilating in my excitement, emitting short explosive grunts as I fucked myself.

My body was flying, my quaking legs barely able to support my weight, ready to give way as I jerked myself off their fists. Suddenly Sara took her other hand and wrapped it around the other three. As I forced myself down I couldn’t take. The looseness I had felt earlier, despite being filled, now gone. Realizing that no matter how much I wanted it that there were limits. Yet my anus expanded to new dimensions, stretching, stretching, as I bore down harder, unmindful of any consequences. My feet were coming off the floor, my entire weight supported on my reluctantly yielding ass. Mentally I was lost, I had to have this in me but I couldn’t accept that it was possible. Physically I was making infinitesimally small progress. Ever so slowly I spread, my entire being waiting, feeling myself open to an impossible width. My ass cheeks pushed widely apart, separating my body, my gaping anus yawning in desperation. Then I stopped, unable to stretch out any more. I bounced on their fists, rocking my ass against them, straining to open, but it was no use. I could not work my desperate anal ring over that bulk.

The two women grabbed my arms and pulled down, trying to use their weight to spread me further. I felt a slight give, my sphincter stretching just a bit and somehow I began to open up again. In agony I opened further, my whole body seeming to expand as if some massive tree was being forced inside me. My pelvis was forced open stretching around them, yielding excrutiatingly to my desire. They hauled harder on my body, trying to will me open further as they pulled me against their fists. Sara was begging me to accept it, to force myself down onto her arms, opening as never done before. Then it was inside me. With a whoosh my body was full and I sunk down, my abdomen a huge pregnant bulge, my cock erupting with a long continuous stream, four hands buried inside me.

[anllover]

great to read more pal. thanks... I will still keep an eye out for knee fisting stories but if you have a nice place with other stuff like this that I might not know about.....
super of you to check back and track down the rest of the story for me, big thank you to you okimiki

[ahmad]

Good story, thank you very much

[Guest zeese]

Thanks a lot awesome stories

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