"Are you certain it's going to fit?"
"I mean, it's kinda big but... That's all she had."

They had been an adventurous couple, the older bi-convert of a husky and his first ever girlfriend. "I think... I think it'll be okay after a bit." he mumbled, giving the semi-stiff toy a batting. The weighty chunk of sillicone merely wobbled, it's lubricant covered surfaced glistened and scented the air with an apple scent. 

"Could you not have found a better lube, you don't need to be eighteen to but that!" the slimmer feline protested with a wrinkled nose. "It's going to stink up my sheets and well..." then trailed off with a defeated huff. "It'll be fine, I mean... We don't wanna ruin it with the silicone stuff. Jessa warned me about it."

It would have to do she thought. Her slender arms reached out and tugged the larger boy close. His legs shifting up and over the toy with some awkward adjustment. It was a strange sight to see by all accounts was a regular young couple, a boy and girl... With their eight inch porno-sized dildo strapped to her tiny frame.

"'Sides, I've been keeping practice since breaking up with Kyle." he mentioned between kisses. The awkward first encounter already long behind them. "All this time; You did not think to invite me?" she said with a throaty rumble. "Think of how much more fun it could have been!" her playful scolding broken by the myriad of shared pecks.

The words droppped away, that dominant streak in him taking over. Everywhere else the girl's 'bratty attitude' dominated the people around her. But, here... Here was where the usually quiet husky could be a little more aggressive. Or quite aggressive to their mutual delight. The younger feline was especially capable at provoking people.

His teeth nibblled and tugged at familiar places, pin-prick scars from a different angle evoked those lurid memories. Enough so that when he broke away, it was plain to see his arousal. Thick and turgid it squirted with every throb. The thin dribble of precum spiced the air with vague hints of iron and salt. 

If only it was so easy to keep a toy lubed he thought. But, it would have to do, the desire was long delayed and anticipation was near frustration. "Here..." he muttered, once again shifting round until he faced away from her, his curly tail lifted high. "I always preferred it from behind." he admitted with a sheepish look back.

The thick toy pressed between his cheeks as he scooted back, feeling the balls at the base bump against his own he lifted up, one hand on the bottle of lube, the other keeping the toy in position he gave it a refreshing and started his descent. "Put your hands here." he instructed. The girl's slender fingers digging into the warm pelt with an implsive kneading.

The kneading pushed his furred cheeks apart, the purple penis with its veined surfaced bent before all else, the husky's hand giving it some support until he could feel it spreading him. The cold silicone felt inferior to the real thing. But, he could see the fascination on her face as it began to disappear.

Which wasn't without fanfare, a chesty growl in the boy's chest spoke of discomfort. The only saving grace was its lack of rigidity. The squishy surface of the toy yielded much, the seeming firmer core giving the material something to push back against and really fill him out. "Maybe not 'nuff..." he said with his voice shaking.

"It'll be fine, though." he continued through gritted teeth until the sizable toy was all but taken. "Just gotta give me a min' or two." he mumbled, rocking atop the length so that it moved about, helping acclimate him to the sensation after nearly a year.

"Well, I should have thought you were going to be so skilled." she said finally. True to form, rather sharply. "But it's alright." she mumbled a little softer. "Since you're still mine..." she said with a teasing tone. It was something else to be from this end, the girl's curiosity towards his previous proclivities finally blossomed into something equally desired. It was a shame she couldn't feel him squirm more intimately.

Maybe science would provide one day she thought. "I think I want you on bottom, easier to thrust." she stated, initiating the transition with a clap on the rear, something only he had really done! "Rrf, I ain't doing laundry." he muttered. The toy slipped out with a lewd *shlfk*, the heavy thing of rubber drooping between her legs once she kneeled over him. "Here, lube." she demanded.

She pulled a face at the feel of it's stickiness. The water based stuff was never her favourite. "Can we get something sillicone safe?" she asked rhetorically. a couple generous squirts of the apple scented stuff being smeared over the thick length, almost comical by the disparity in their sizes. 

"But, we can manage." she said with a devious grin, the stuff coated her fingers and rather than just wipe it off, took a few moments to tease her older, bigger boyfriend. The younger girl knew enough from their exploration to know that if she just... Pushed. "Hnnnnn..." came the groan, the young male pushing upwards against her digits, hooking downward to keep teasing until she had him near-panting.

"There we go, that's better." she growled. It was a lot more intricate than she would have ever thought, maybe it was the harness or lack of experience. But, she couldn't smoothly guide her extended self into him. The lack of tactile feedback coupled with her inexperience made for a less than graceful initial thrust.

"Sorry." she said with embarrassed frustation. He was understanding, the older boy scooting around, a practised set of motions to help align his partner. "Try now." he said with bated tones. Despite the initial awkwardness she caught on fast once he was better situated.

Her thrusts came jerkily and without rhythm. They smoothed out once she was leaned over him, their own size difference lead to a rather deep-fuck. Something that her boyfriend seemed to enjoy. It was probably the size of it, what a queen! She mused with a grin.

It was hard to maintain as well, the sillicone wasn't light and the harness shifted about. She stopped entirely to adjust it and with a little more confidence, started to almost bounce him forward. It was fractured. But, she had gained a rhythm. "Yeh!" he exclaimed, muffled from the bedspread. 

She wasn't the most tender lover, nor the most graceful. But, in that raw desire to dominate and ultimately please, she was bringing him off. The crack of his knuckles preceded it all. The want to hold on overpowered by the achingly familiar feel deep inside of him. A whine and snort before a last gasp signalled his release. The relative quietness in the room made those wet gushes almost audible. The poor towel below them was no match for it all. 

He was panting, the first deep-reaching orgasm he had felt in forever left him seeing stars. "Ffff....uhhhh..." he breathed out. The jerking and twitches subsided he could with an understandable wince, pull off with almost aching slowness. "Definitely gonna need somethin' smaller." he said with a breathless laugh.

"And I told you, you're doing the laundry."