JoAnne stood back and gave her latest bit of handiwork an appraising
look. Attached to the wall of her bedroom was a laminated, life-size
poster of her all-time favorite male stripper. The guy in the image was
just over six foot tall, with a very well-developed body – broad
shoulders, sculpted chest, washboard abs, muscular arms, legs and
thighs – and perfect facial features – squared chin with just a hint of
a cleft in it, a bright, seductive smile, beautiful hazel eyes that a
woman could get lost in forever and ever – and his hair was dark and
just slightly unruly.
And, best of all to JoAnne’s way of thinking, the
man was completely naked, sporting a massive, raging hard-on that had
to have been a good nine inches long. Her mouth watered just thinking
about it. A few moments later, her pussy began expressing very similar
sentiments.
Forcing herself away from the gorgeous poster, JoAnne picked up her
cordless drill and got ready for Phase Two of her plan. Having already
put the requisite bit into place, she proceeded to drill a hole
straight through the image of the stripper’s glorious member and into
the wall behind it. Finished, trying not to think about the vandalism
to the poster, JoAnne put down the drill in favor of a long, thick
screw. She placed the tip of it in the hole she’d just made and turned
it, twisting it as far in by hand as she could. Once that became too
tiresome, she picked up a pair of broad-nosed pliers and used them to
finish placing the screw. Once done, the screw was very solidly
embedded in the wall behind the poster but nearly five inches of
threaded steel remained, protruding straight out from the front of the
poster.
Turning away, JoAnne picked up the final piece of the puzzle she was
assembling and tore the nine-inch-long, soft rubber dildo from its
packaging. She ran her delicate fingers over the delightful veined
surface, caressing the swollen tip of her newest toy, imagining what it
was going to feel like to have it easing into her soaked twat in a
matter of minutes.
Hurrying faster now, JoAnne used the drill to bore a starter hole in
the flat end of the rubber dick. She then knelt before the poster and
placed the newly drilled hole against the screw and began to twist.
Progress quickly became somewhat more difficult as the rivet began to
work through undrilled latex, but she persevered and soon had the
fuck-toy in place, standing straight out from the loins of the man in
the poster. Studying her work, she nodded. The flesh tone of the rubber
cock was a nearly exact match for the stripper depicted on the poster.
Standing, JoAnne cleared her tools aside, ready to play with her new
toy.
She turned, scrutinizing the reflection in the mirror across the
bedroom. She had carefully placed the poster so that she could see her
image in the mirror as she impaled herself on the fuck-toy. Yes, this
was going to be oh so very hot!
JoAnne quickly peeled off her lavender tee shirt, her petite, braless
breasts already tipped with rock-hard nipples. Hooking her thumbs into
the waistband of her dark purple sweatpants, she shoved them down, then
stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Her lavender thong quickly
followed. She stood naked, liking the image in the mirror. Her body was
lithe and trim, devoid of hair anywhere below her carefully sculpted
eyebrows. As she sunbathed nude, her entire body was nicely tanned
without a single tan-line to be seen. JoAnne pushed her long,
honey-blond hair back over her shoulders and placed her hands on her
slim hips, turning slightly, admiring her toned, tan ass. She saw that
her inner thighs were already damp with her desire. Turning her
blue-eyed gaze from the mirror, she focused her full attention on the
poster and its new dick.
“Time to have ourselves some fun, baby,” she whispered.
Sinking to her knees once again, JoAnne gazed up at the sparkling hazel
eyes of the man in the poster as she licked her lips, then opened her
mouth and leaned forward, engulfing as much of the nine-inch latex cock
with her mouth as she could.
JoAnne bobbed her head, sucking the rubber dick, lubricating it with
her saliva. After a few moments, she shifted, lifting herself into a
hands-and-knees position. Still sucking the rubber shaft, she realized
that, next time, she’d have to break out a vibrator to slide into her
snatch as she did this. Maybe one for her tight asshole, too But there
was no way she was stopping long enough to go pull the added toys out
for this session! Balancing on both knees and one hand, JoAnne’s other
hand slid over her pert tits, flat stomach and smooth pubic area to
find her hard clit. She moaned around her mouthful of latex cock as she
touched herself, the slight contact she made with her clit sending
sparks of ecstasy coursing through her flushed body.
Her pussy was dripping. JoAnne’s fingers were instantly slick with her
juice. Leaving her tingling clit alone for the time being, not wanting
to climax too quickly, she dipped two fingers into her sodden twat,
hearing a soft squelching as they went in. The heady scent of her musk
filled the room and she inhaled deeply as she masturbated and sucked
the fuck-toy before her.
After many minutes, JoAnne finally allowed the latex shaft to slip from
her mouth. It glistened with her saliva, coated so heavily that it
dripped.
She smiled. “I’d say you’re lubed up well enough!”
Turning, she eased herself back, reaching behind her to guide the
now-warm shaft into her oozing twat. She gasped, closing her eyes in
joy as it filled her. She pushed back, taking as much of it inside her
tight canal as she could. Opening her eyes, she stared at the mirror
across the room and she pulled forward a little, then pushed back on
the fuck-toy once more.
It was better than she’d imagined! With the pose the man on the poster
was in, it appeared as if he were reaching out to hold her hips as he
fucked her. That sight alone was nearly enough to bring JoAnne to
orgasm. She knew she wouldn’t last long this first time. But, she had
all day. And she planned to spend it exploring a variety of ways to
enjoy her new fuck-buddy. She pulled forward a bit, then pushed back
again, feeling the huge toy pull and push inside of her. JoAnne tossed
back her head and moaned loudly as she began to move in earnest,
fucking her soaked cooze. Each thrust elicited a soft squelch from her
pussy and a moan from her lips.
Within a few moments, JoAnne ran one dainty hand over her tits, the
light touch on her nipples sending fire roiling through her already
burning body. She trailed her fingers lightly over her stomach to her
snatch, finding her engorged, swollen clitoris once more. The instant
she touched it she threw her head back and screamed in pure animal lust
as her body and brain exploded internally in a shower of over-powered
fireworks. Shuddering and screaming, JoAnne toyed with her hard clit as
she slammed herself backward on the latex rubber cock harder and
harder, again and again, and harder and harder still.
“Fuck!” she cried with each backward thrust of her burning body onto
the glorious shaft that she rode. “Fuck!” The word was barely even a
word, more of a high-pitched squealing shriek than anything else.
“Fuck!”
JoAnne’s hand was dripping with cooze-juice, the liquid satin filling
her palm and overflowing it, running onto the carpet below. Her pussy
spasmed relentlessly. Still she rammed backwards over and over, taking
as much of the toy into her body as she could.
“Fuck!” she panted. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!”
Lightning zipped through JoAnne’s blisteringly-hot body, causing her to
tremble and shake as if she were experiencing a massive seizure.
“Oh, fuck my pussy, baby! Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck yes!
Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”
Even once her orgasm finally passed, JoAnne continued to thrust
backwards, loving the feel of the rubber shaft deep in her molten twat.
She diddled her clit, gasping again at the touch of her fingers on the
ultra-sensitive place. Running her hand quickly up her body, she
caressed her nipples, finding them hyper-sensitive, as well.
Gasping for breath, her body still weak and shuddering, JoAnne finally
pulled forward enough to allow the latex toy to withdraw from her body.
Collapsing on the floor, JoAnne continued to rub her burning body,
lightly stroking her nipples and clitoris now and again, shuddering
with each touch.
Breathing hard, she looked up at the poster and the attached toy. Both
her heavily coated, dripping, with her liquid honey. She smiled.
“I guess it’s a good thing I had the foresight to have you laminated,
huh, baby?”
Forcing herself back onto her hands and knees, JoAnne crawled forward.
“You’re a mess. I guess I’d better get you cleaned up for our next go
around.”
With that, she slid the still warm cock into her mouth, relishing the
taste of her pussy juice on it, and began to suck it clean, preparing
for her next fuck-session with the toy.