3 comments/ 62692 views/ 16 favorites Using The Sex Doll Ch. 01 By: BikeWriter Bill Porter locked the wide security doors of his New York penthouse apartment behind the departing deliveryman. He reactivated his alarm system, then turned to inspect his sex doll to see if he'd gotten what he'd contracted for. He'd told his supplier during their negotiations she was to be in a deep hypnotic trance on delivery to his suite. He'd been assured she'd be in a trance for at least eight hours, the length of their contract. He'd been given written instructions with a simple verbal command to use to wake her in case of any emergency. He sat the petite woman up; her head rolled limply to one side. He held her chin and turned her face to his; he brushed her waist length blond hair to one side with his fingers and saw she was even more beautiful when in a trance than he'd hoped. She had a natural beauty with gorgeous features that needed little enhancement from makeup. He recalled the awesome color of her eyes that had first captivated him was a beautiful deep blue. Her face, eyes, and body had so intrigued him he'd secretly taken hundreds of pictures of her, all of which were safely on his computer, and he had viewed them many times over during the last months in anticipation of this day. Her name was Coco Devereaux, and he knew from his extensive research of her she was near her twenty-fifth birthday. The girl's full lips were exquisitely shaped and very inviting. They turned up at each side of her mouth giving her a look of constant amusement. Bill could not resist bending to kiss her inviting lips as the subtle perfume she wore wafted pleasantly up to him from her warm body. "My pretty Coco, you're mine at last." Bill spoke her feminine sounding name, then shoved it from his mind. She could only be a sex object to use for his sexual gratification. This was strictly a business arrangement between a high-class pimp and himself. Her young face had a look of innocence and vulnerability he found damned captivating. He'd been dreaming of this erotic fantasy or fetish, if you insist, since he'd first been introduced to her at a posh charity event a few years before. His obsession for her had finally overcome his personal qualms and caused him to negotiate for this tryst. He was well aware he'd have been charged a larger portion of his fortune for the temporary use of her body if his cynical supplier had suspected the depths of his obsession. His shrewd business mind knew this was a weakness that could be used against him, and he was determined to be alert for that possibility. He reached for one of the girls clothed breasts and tweaked her nipple sharply between his thumb and forefinger. Her face showed no conscious reaction. Satisfied with her condition, Bill lifted his fuck toy in his arms, and cradled her with ease. Bill was a six-foot tall man approaching his fourth decade and had a muscular athletic frame from the rigorous daily workouts, yoga, and martial arts training that had become his daily habits while in the military. He was considered to be handsome by most women, and largely due to his swiftly accumulated wealth had been listed among the top ten eligible bachelors in the U.S. by several major magazines for each of the last seven years. Bill knew most people would consider his intense interest in little Coco eccentric, he regularly consorted with royalty, Broadway and Hollywood stars, and other celebrities. His only answer was he was driven to possess her, if only for a little while. He would have estimated the petite woman weighed very little over a hundred pounds, if that. From meeting her personally he'd judged she stood around five feet tall, or perhaps five feet short would be the better way to describe her. He'd considered her presence and personality vivacious and charming, though today he was focused on her physical charms. Bill carried her down the long hallway to his master bedroom. He turned on several professional quality cameras focused on his bed with one switch on the wall, and glancing up, he saw a huge picture of the bed and the two of them on one of his several wide-screen televisions. Bill took pride in his excellent video and audio systems; he had built them himself. Electronics was but one of his many accomplishments and businesses. Bill was certain his system was safe from hackers hi-jacking his recordings and pictures. Security was the main product he sold to the many nations around the world who were his customers and had paid him their billions. Satisfied everything in the room was being recorded from several angles, he sat the young woman on his bed. He knelt next to the bed and let her head lie on his shoulder. He unbuttoned her sheer white silk blouse and took it off over her slim arms. The complete helplessness of her small body was arousing him already. She was his pretty fuck toy to use as he wished. He unsnapped her lace bra and pulled it off her. One glance at the bra's label showed it read 34-C. Her breasts were more than ample in proportion to her slim body. "Damn, she's small, but so freaking sexy," Bill thought out loud! The sight of her exquisite peaches and cream complexioned breasts and puffy pink nipples affected him so strongly he was aware of his pulse rate rising as he looked her over. Next he removed her stylish short skirt, lace panties, high-heeled shoes and stockings. The hair framing her pussy had been removed, except for one small tuft above it, and the curtains matched the carpet, being blond. Her slim legs were shapely and smooth, yet fit enough the muscles in her calves and thighs showed the definition of an athlete, as did those in her arms. Her hips were imminently attractive and functional, wide enough for child bearing, yet there was not a pound of excess flesh to be seen anywhere on the girl. Bill had learned from his research and discussions with her she had been an outstanding gymnast and had gone to college on a sports scholarship. In his estimation she had a toned and strong little body and took great care of herself. She looked good enough to eat and he fully intended to enjoy doing so. Bill took off his robe and laid it aside. He picked up one of her small manicured hands and wrapped it around his erect penis. He gave it a few tentative strokes and watched as her breasts bobbled invitingly. A drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his penis and he bent over her to wipe it on her pretty lips. He was tempted to fuck her mouth immediately, but decided that could wait until later. He'd use her for his sexual gratification in every way he could before his contracted hours ended. Bill grasped her small hands and looked closely at her nails. As he'd first thought, the polish on her finger and toenails was the same pink as the natural color of her lips. He kissed and sucked on each of her slim fingertips and nails in turn, liking the erotic feel of them in his mouth. He moved her arms over her head and wrapped them loosely with the thin straps of her lace bra. This further increased her aura of utter helplessness to his immense satisfaction. Bill moved down to the end of the bed and held Coco's feet. They were very small, slim and graceful in appearance. He wondered that she was able to find stylish shoes to fit them. Bill kissed her toes affectionately, thinking they were a foot fetishist's dream. Bill was more a tits and ass man himself, but still, he thought, if one were to hold her feet together just so, then insert one's self between them... No, perhaps later, Bill laughed, he had other fetishes to gratify at the moment. He kissed, nibbled, sucked, and licked his way back up her sleeping body, paying special attention to her thighs, which he found delectable. He skipped past her pussy on this trip, saving that exploration for later. Bill could not resist the temptation of closely examining the entranced girl's delightful breasts any longer. He went prone beside her to peer closely at them. Bill cursed her damned bra. Its stitching had left faint pink pressure lines on the delicate skin of her otherwise flawless breasts. He decided he'd stipulate that she not wear a bra for several days before any further transactions they made. Bill then had a thought it would be far more sensible for him to avoid ever doing this again. He shoved those unpleasant thoughts aside and went back to his tit play. With her arms extended above her head the globes of her firm breasts flattened somewhat, but still stood out above her body invitingly. Her nipples fascinated Bill; her aureoles were about the size of a silver dollar and protruded a half-inch from her oval breasts. Their color seemed a near perfect match for the pink of her luscious lips. The tips of her nipples were a little larger than pencil erasers and extended over a quarter-inch from her dome-shaped aureoles. Bill considered them perfectly shaped for his aesthetic tastes. She fitted his own ideal much more closely than he could ever have dreamed, and he, considering himself a connoisseur of the feminine form, had seen thousands of beautiful nude women, both in pictures and in person. Bill had avidly anticipated enjoying suckling her delightful breasts and he applied himself to this next, while rolling her puffy nipples between his fingers alternately as he reached to explore her moist slit with his other hand. The delicious textures and shapes of her nipples and breasts made his mouth salivate as he sucked and licked them. After luxuriously suckling every delectable inch of both her breasts and her nipples deep into his mouth and against his palate, Bill moved down between her thighs and found her clit with his lips and tongue. He licked and sucked it while exploring her pussy with his middle finger. He added another finger to her as she lubricated and relished her tight fit as he searched for her G spot. She moaned softly then, which was the only physical reaction he'd noticed her make thus far. Seeking to get a further reaction from the girl while exploring her body, Bill slid both his powerful arms under her smooth thighs and reached his hands up to her soft breasts. He caressed her breasts and rolled her nipples between his thumb and fingers while thoroughly licking, sucking, and fucking her clit and pussy lips with his mouth and tongue. Bill was delighted to find the lubrication and engorgement of her sex organs functioned naturally despite her hypnotic trance. Her fragrance and taste were simply those of a clean healthy woman, which pleased Bill to no end. He had no use for the nonsense of artificially scented and flavored douches. He laughed as he thought if he'd wanted mints or strawberries he'd be eating them, instead of a fine woman's pussy! He continued the breast and nipple manipulation while trailing his tongue down to her anal passage, which he enjoyed giving what he personally considered a world class rim job and tongue fucking. So much for his thin veneer of cosmopolitan businessman, Bill thought. You put debonair billionaire Bill Porter in bed with a good looking woman and he reverted to the Texas cowboy and rodeo hand he'd been many years ago! He rolled atop his sex doll and kissed her slack mouth, licking it with his tongue and nibbling and sucking at her full shapely lips with his own, then he tenderly kissed her lovely eyelids. Bill spoke softly to her, "Sleeping beauty, on a scale of one to ten of the Bill Porter Index of Feminine Beauty, ten being the best, you are at least an eleven!" Her breasts rose and fell slowly as she breathed. On a whim, Bill covered her mouth with his own and gently pinched her nostrils closed. He exhaled slowly into her mouth as she inhaled. He was literally breathing for the unconscious beauty and did so for several minutes as his eager hands roamed her deliciously feminine body. He was so aroused now by the level of control he had over her he could not delay any longer in taking her. He moved between her legs, spread her thighs wide and raised them until he was in position, and entered her tight pink pussy with his hard erection. Her pussy had been well lubricated by his foreplay, but was still a snug fit for him, and he entered her slowly to avoid harming her. The sensation of finally entering the body he'd desired for so long was one of sheer ecstasy to him and he savored every moment! Her lovely firm breasts surged forward and back as his thrusting increased in tempo to a frenzied pace. His hands moved to cup her butt cheeks as he slammed his pubic bone feverishly against hers. His heart raced in his chest after a number of minutes as he neared his peak of arousal. He slowed his pace purposely to prolong his intense enjoyment of her. One of his roaming fingers found and invaded her intimate rear orifice. He knew only thin membranes of the girl's organs separated the sensitive head of his plunging penis and his fingertip, so his finger fucking her ass increased his arousal exponentially. He became aware he was close to climaxing inside her, and he bent to suck one of her breasts into his mouth for the added erotic sensation. He lashed her erect nipple with his tongue and his whole body stiffened in exquisite spasms! He sowed his seed deep inside her, spurt after ecstatic spurt. The intensity of his orgasm lingered for moments, then regrettably, Bill's penis wilted and he slipped from her. Finding himself momentarily winded Bill rolled off his sex doll and held her close, relishing being at least temporarily sated. This quiet interlude didn't last long. His mouth returned to her pink nipples and tempting lips as surely as a heat-seeking missile. Bill sighed, and reflected he would happily spend hours each day suckling her fantastic tits and making love to her, if only he could. Visualizing how her having a large man permanently attached to her breasts might create a conflict in her social life amused him. After a few idle moments of play, Bill felt the need of a visit to the rest room. He jokingly instructed his sex doll, "Don't go away, I'll be back for more of you." He laughed at his own absurd quip. He entered his huge bathroom and used the urinal. When Bill turned from the lavatory after washing his hands the large hot tub in one corner caught his eye. He decided a few minutes of the warm, circulating water might rejuvenate him. He was halfway into the hot tub when he began feeling he was missing something essential. He left and returned momentarily, awkwardly carrying his little sex doll with his more than willing prick sheathed deep inside her pussy once more. Bill switched on another camera that was directed at the hot tub. He sat on the side of the tub and swung one of her legs in, then his, until he sat on the hot tub seat in the water with her straddling his lap facing him. He kissed her nipples and her lax mouth, then cradled her head on his chest as he used his fingers between them to wash his sperm from her pussy. This took several moments as he relished exploring her pussy before putting his prick back inside her. Bill propped his feet on the seat beside him and rocked her body back against his knees. He delighted in playing with her body as he luxuriated in the mingled sensations of his fuck toy and the swirling water. Bill's intentions to experience his sex dolls every charm initiated his next move. He raised her body and lowered her tight rosebud onto the tip of his stiff prick. This took some maneuvering, but the resulting erotic pleasure was well worth the effort as her anal sphincter squeezed his sensitive erection. "Your ass is no longer exit only, Sweetheart! " He almost had a spontaneous ejaculation at the heightened sensations as he enjoyed the tight fit of his cock sliding into her warm bowels. Bill mischievously thought of using her wake up words and surprise her, then reconsidered, that hadn't been part of their deal. His exploring fingers replaced his prick in her pussy as he found and rubbed her G-spot and clit. Her head was leaning against his chest. He turned her face to him, then teased his own nipples with her soft lips, then he turned her pretty face up to his to passionately kiss her lips, cheeks, and closed eyelids. Her buoyancy in the warm water aided his fucking of the girl's petite body. Water beaded up on her breasts and Bill bent to lick and suck them dry. He reached for a spray nozzle and adjusted the water until the flow was slow and warm. He allowed the liquid to flow over the globes of her breasts as he suckled it off, simulating lactation and nursing, another fond fantasy of his. "Maybe sometime in the future we'll do the real thing." Bill told the unconscious young woman. There were so many things he'd pay almost any price to experience with this girl. Though he had always avoided paying for sex before, the explicit contract and negotiations had been essential in fulfilling this particular fantasy. Bill considered the pleasure well worth his effort and expense thus far. "What the hell," Bill confided to his fuck toy, "our negotiations were a major turn-on for me!" He had often wondered during their talks if she had not been as aroused as he, her face, neck, and alluring cleavage had often been flushed as they'd talked, and more than once he'd thought he detected the delicious scent of sexually excited woman from her. He treasured the memory of her enigmatic smile the day he'd first told her she was the object of his sexual fantasy! His hands roamed the firm mounds of her sexy butt as he repeatedly lifted her and slipped her down on his prick, her sensitive pussy lips and clit erotically striking his belly each time he slid her down. With one of her nipples and most of a breast suckled in his mouth Bill mused this was as close to Heaven as he'd ever come. "Damn, this little doll feels incredible," Bill thought! His arousal had increased until he was rock hard and only moments from climaxing. He decided he could wait no longer. He increased the speed of his wild slamming of her ass and switched his mouth to attack her other bouncing breast. His strong hands clenched the cheeks of her butt as his testicles seemed to tighten. Indescribable ecstasy swept over Bill as he erupted into Coco's bowels! "I love how you make me feel, Coco!" Bill moaned in her ear as wave after wave of intense enjoyment swept through him. He hugged her fiercely to his chest as he lavished kisses on her lovely face. This orgasm had Bill wondering momentarily if he'd overloaded his own circuits. He'd enjoyed great sex countless times before, but using this entranced and seemingly helpless girl as a fuck toy had been an awesome turn on in comparison! Cupping water in his hand, he splashed some into his own face. He peered round and found a stack of fresh face towels within reach. He dipped one into the water and swabbed her face and neck with it. Rinsing it out, he tenderly washed Coco's breasts, shoulders, and back, then he washed his own. His traitorous prick betrayed him and withdrew from her tight ass and Bill reached for a bar of soap and washed them both thoroughly. Bill carefully sat her on the seat beside him, then stepped from the hot tub. He was acutely aware he was solely responsible for the girl's safety. He grasped her under her arms and lifted her to the side of the hot tub to drape a large plush towel over her back. He carried her to his bed, then fetched more towels to dry them both. His drying her body led to more intimate explorations of her. He watched her nipples closely as they hardened as he rubbed them with the terry cloth towel. This led to several more minutes of his suckling and fondling her nipples and breasts he found so irresistible. He rolled her over onto her belly and reveled in the soft globes of his fuck toy's ass, kissing, licking and lightly biting her deliciously dimpled butt, then rimming her tight anus again with his tongue. He kissed, sucked and nibbled his way down her legs and lavished kisses all over her ankles and dainty feet. "Hmm, maybe I do have a foot fetish after all," Bill told the girl as he nibbled on her toes. Using The Sex Doll Ch. 01 He stretched atop her and fucked his prick between her smooth thighs until it gallantly stiffened to attention again like a good soldier. With a little repositioning with his hand beneath her he eagerly entered her tight pussy from the rear. Bill made a conscious effort to make love to... to fuck her G spot with the head of his prick from this position, though he knew she'd never feel it. Coco's ass made a delightfully erotic cushion for Bill's hips as he fucked her. He brushed her fine hair back so he could fondly kiss her cheek, then he nibbled and sucked her ear lobe with his lips, and he probed her ear with the tip of his tongue. He reached beneath her to fondle her nipple with one hand and her clit with the other. Bill delighted in varying the angle, depth, and speed of his thrusting and prolonged it for over an hour. Whispering to her, he told his inanimate sex doll he wished this interlude with her would never end! Feeling himself near sowing his seed, Bill withdrew from her and rolled her to her side; he re-positioned himself and inserted his prick in her warm wet mouth. Her full pink lips parted and closed around his prick. "I promise I won't cum in your pretty mouth." Bill told the ancient lie to the unconscious girl, and laughed mischievously. He contented himself for a while with fucking her mouth, while fondling her incomparable nipples and breasts. The erotic sight of her unconscious beauty made up for any loss of sensation from lack of her participation. Bill shoved his prick deep into her mouth, and as he did so he ejaculated. Bill spontaneously laughed again; he was delighted to feel the girl swallowing. "That's right," he laughed, "swallow all that cum, Sweetheart, or I won't kiss you again!" As Bill recovered his breath it occurred to him since her swallowing reflex worked with his sperm while in the trance, it should work with other liquids. He was concerned she might dehydrate during the eight hours he was using her unless she imbibed something. In their contract he had very specifically stated he'd not harm her and would see to her every need, and his doing so successfully was integral to his own fantasy. He would never knowingly betray this trust. Bill recalled having seen her drink wine before, and he rose from the bed and opened an ancient bottle from the bar along one wall of his bedroom and poured a glass of the prized nectar. He cradled her in a half sitting position in his arms and poured some into her mouth. This experiment worked partially. She swallowed some but dribbled more wine onto her breasts. Bill took some of the rare wine into his own mouth, then kissed her sweet lips and transferred it to hers. He thought this an erotic experience. She swallowed it and the rest of the glass of wine in successive attempts. His feeding her the wine orally appealed to him on a primitive level, as male animals of many species feed their mates while courting, mating, and raising their young. He wondered for a moment if this might have been how kissing originated and made a mental note to discuss it with a behavioral scientist in his employ whose brilliance had impressed him. Bill propped Coco up with several pillows so he could see her better. He took the empty glass to the bar and mixed a tall, strong whisky and soda for himself. He relaxed next to the girl with his drink, and reaching over, he kissed her full lips. When he'd finished the drink he poured some of the remaining ice into his mouth, then he sucked on her beautiful breasts. Her nipples hardened appreciably, increasing his interest in his erotic experiment. He moved his cold mouth to her clit, and was rewarded by another low moan from the unconscious girl. "Hmm," he whispered to her. "I wonder what it would be like watching another woman lick your sweet pussy?" Bill dismissed that possibility as a pang of jealousy struck him. "No, I want my sex doll all to myself!" Bill glanced up at a clock on the wall, his contracted time would be over all too soon. He sat his drink down and rolled her atop him, determined to make love... to use his sex doll at least once more before his time was up. Her soft breasts felt so good on his chest he felt himself stirring. Her long tresses had fallen over her gorgeous face and he brushed it back so he could kiss and caress her precious lips, cheeks, nose, and eyelids. With a little maneuvering Bill moved her until her soft breasts and nipples were positioned over his own chest. His teasing his nipples with hers felt incredibly erotic, but there was one problem with that. It left his ready shaft waving in the breeze between the legs of her much shorter body. Bill applied two strong hands to his sex doll's tiny waist and shapely hips and soon had her slim body approaching an interesting latitude and longitude of his own. With a few more adjustments he found a snug berth for his errant prick. Her pussy felt every bit as delightful as the first time he'd entered her hours earlier. He acquired two hands full of her gorgeous young butt, and he had some semen churning action going in no time. Her pretty face was within kissing range of his lips and Bill lavished them on her. Through sheer concentration and lust Bill lasted another hour inside her this time before having another mind-blowing orgasm at least equal to the rest. Bill rolled her off him reluctantly and brought a wash cloth and basin of warm water from the master bath. He enjoyed gently cleaning his sex doll from head to toe. He picked her up and carried her to a room adjoining his bedroom where a fully equipped barber's chair awaited. He sat her into the comfortable chair and reclined the back. Bill had prearranged a few basic items of makeup and enjoyed applying them to Coco and brushing her hair. His enhancing her beauty increased his fondness of her and he found himself speaking to her as he worked. "Yes, what a little doll, you are. You are exquisite!" Satisfied with his preparations, Bill carried her back to his bed where several of his cameras were awaiting them. He took close ups, still shots, and video of her, carefully arranging her nude body this way and that. Bill enjoyed frequently kissing and sucking her nipples and clit to attention for his treasured pictures. "Oh, Baby," Bill laughed and told her honestly, "I'm so glad you can't hear me, I'm crazy about you!" Bill's obsession for her would have been infinitely embarrassing to him, had he not known how impossible it was that anyone else would ever know of it. Bill mixed himself another drink, and enjoyed drinking it as he sat on his bed holding Coco close while memorizing every treasured detail of her face and body. He realized now just how deeply he'd entrapped himself by living out his sex doll fantasy with her. He wanted more of her. He craved more of her! He mused it really was laughable the lengths foolish men, himself included, would go in deluding themselves where the "weaker" sex were concerned! Alas, he reflected, there were many things even his vast wealth could not buy, and at the top of that long list was love. Bill glanced at the time again, then sighed deeply and gathered Coco's clothing and began to dress her. Once she was dressed neatly he went to his concealed safe and took out the large envelope he had prepared for her and added another fifty thousand dollars in large bills to it as a bonus. He knew he was compounding his errors by doing this and demonstrating a weakness, but as the cowboys he was raised by would have said it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. At the exact minute agreed upon he had Coco dressed and seated near the doors to his apartment when the doorbell rang. Bill looked at the security monitor over the doors and recognized her courier. He kissed Coco's soft lips lovingly one last time, then disabled the alarm and opened the doors. He handed the courier the hefty bundle of cash, then watched jealously as the man carried Coco out through his doors and out of his life, probably forever. Bill secured the doors, then walked slowly back to his bedroom. He mixed himself another drink, and lay back on his lonely bed to review his videos and vivid memories of the last several hours, perhaps the most enjoyable day thus far in his adventurous life! Coco was dozens of floors below Bill's luxury penthouse in the guest suite Bill had generously arranged for her to stay in for two weeks while facilitating this contract. "Wake up, Coco." Craig Adams was Coco's executive assistant in her lucrative position as owner of her escort service to the rich and famous. He watched closely as his boss opened her eyes in answer to the hypnotic command she'd asked him to implant in her mind. She yawned and flexed her arms and legs to increase her circulation. Craig offered her a glass of ice water and she thanked him and drank half of it thirstily. He asked her with concern in his voice, "How do you feel, Coco?" "I feel rested, a bit tender in a number of intimate places, and twenty thousand dollars richer!" Coco answered brightly, seeming alert now. Craig smiled in relief and handed her the bulky envelope Bill had given him. She opened it and noticed the bonus immediately. "A fifty thousand dollars bonus! I hope Mr. Porter enjoyed his fantasy tryst with me, he's so charming and attractive, not to mention being generous to a fault and rich as a prince." Craig laughed fondly at her as he shook his head. "Quite frankly, I was afraid you were getting in over your head on this deal, Coco. You've always insisted your escort service remain strictly that!" "I know, Craig, I would never have gone along with this, not for millions, but while we negotiated I became as obsessed with Bill Porter as he is with me, though he has done his best to hide it, even from himself." Coco mused. "Please don't think I prostituted myself, Craig. Mr. Porter could have had me for nothing had he simply asked me, money is nothing to me where that man is concerned. I was introduced to him at a charity function several years ago. He was being honored for donating millions to aid orphaned children. When he looked at me with those eyes, I felt as if I would melt into a puddle at his feet! He brought this deal to me and our negotiations were so similar to wooing, and his obsession with me so flattering I fell in love!" "I've fantasized about this tryst with him since he first brought the matter up for discussion months ago. Now I can't wait to experience it!" After all, she thought, Mr. Porter had stipulated in the contract that she'd be in a trance on delivery. As Craig had explained to her, though, he had not anticipated the ability of her subconscious mind to recall everything she experienced while under hypnosis if she were instructed to do so. Coco told Craig, "I'll be back in just a moment." She hurried into the suite's lavish bathroom, then returned in a few minutes, refreshed and eager to relive her adventure. "Okay, Coco, lie back and relax. I'll count slowly from three to one, and on the count of one you will begin to relive all the sensations you experienced while in the trance as if they were happening to you again. Three... two... one." Coco sat quietly for a few moments, she recalled Craig speaking briefly with Mr. Porter then carefully sitting her in a chair. She heard the doors closing, then felt the welcome sensation of Bill's gentle touch, and a sweet kiss on her lips that interested her. She felt warm, wet sensations of arousal in her pussy and her nipples hardening as she heard Bill's sexy voice saying, "My pretty Coco, you're mine at last." "Ouch!" Coco's hands flew protectively to her tweaked nipple! Bill woke to the sound of his doorbell reverberating from a speaker in his bedroom. He rose from his bed and pulled on his plush robe that lay on the foot of his bed. He pushed a button on an intercom near his bedroom door and spoke to let his staff know he was awake and alert. "I'll get the main entrance." He glanced at his watch as he walked to the doors and saw it had been a little over twelve hours since he'd last carried Coco through his apartment. Bill glanced at the security monitor, then did a double take. The tall courier was again standing in his Penthouse's foyer with Coco limp in his arms! His concern for Coco swept over Bill as he quickly disarmed the security alarms and opened the doors wide. Craig carried Coco inside and again sat her on the nearest plush sofa. Craig pulled a familiar thick bundle out of his jacket pocket. "Coco asked me to return her and your payment to you, sir, and she also asked me to deliver this note." He handed Bill the thick envelope, and another thin one. Bill opened the unsealed thin envelope, and extracted the sheet of perfumed stationery within. His heart seemed to race and he smiled as he read the letter! On it was a short note written in a neat hand. "Dearest Bill, There was no need for payment or long negotiations; you prepaid in full when you fulfilled my life's fantasy while fulfilling your own. I would adore spending the rest of my life as your sex doll, awake or in a trance, if you but want me half so desperately as I want you! Your fuck toy, Coco." Below this was a short list of instructions about the verbal commands to put her safely into and out of a trance. Coco's casual return of the cash she had negotiated for and earned and her frank note clinched the deal for Bill. All his cynicism had vanished when she offered herself into his care, complete with hypnotic commands, and no questions asked or conditions given, other than that he wanted her. She would be his sex doll, mistress, life partner, and wife! As for his reawakening fantasy, he wanted to reward her trust by sharing life experiences beyond her wildest dreams, perhaps later she might gift him with beautiful children to share their fortune and lives. Bill fantasized for a moment of what her gorgeous youthful breasts might look and taste like heavy with sweet mother's milk. Bill looked up at Craig, smiled handsomely, and returned the heavy envelope to him. "Thank you for all your help. This is for you." "Thank you, Mr. Porter, that's very generous of you, sir." Craig accepted the envelope gratefully, then spoke again. "I wish you every happiness, she is a wonderful woman." "Coco has just given me almost everything I could ever wish for, thank you. We'll work on the rest of it together." Bill shook hands warmly with Craig and locked the doors behind him as he exited, then he turned and hurriedly scanned the hypnosis instructions. He sat on the sofa beside Coco, he lifted her into his lap, and he held her now precious body close to his. "Wake up, Coco." Bill kissed his sex doll and she woke from her trance to return his passionate embrace and kisses! Using The Sex Doll Ch. 02 Coco surprised and pleased Bill with the passion she showed at returning his kisses upon awakening from her trance. This was a wonderful change from the friendly, but business-like young lady he'd last seen conscious during their negotiations for his fantasy. "Oh, my heavens, Bill, you accepted my offer?" Coco happily blurted out, as she held his face between both her small hands! "Yes, I did, Doll." Bill laughed in return, as he savored the feel of her small hands on him. "Don't ever make an irresistible offer like that to a Texas horse trader unless you're serious!" Coco and Bill hugged and kissed as they laughed and she cried from joy. Bill knew her young mind was adjusting to some awesome changes and stresses. He was just as avid in his craving for more contact with her as she was with him, but he was also deeply concerned about her physical well being. After all, he planned to put his sex doll's endurance to the test during the next years. "When was the last time you sat down to a meal, Darling? I was about to order something from our kitchen." The look on Coco's lovely face showed his guess had been correct, she was trying to recall when she'd last eaten, and due to her hectic schedule it had been close to a day earlier, as it had been with him. Bill remembered he had no idea of Coco's dietary preferences. "Does a grilled steak sound alright, Coco? Those would be quick to prepare, but you can order anything you'd like. Our kitchen is equipped to cook for anyone, vegetarians, Kosher, and Halal diners, as well as omnivores. We never know when friends or customers of different religions or customs will drop in." "A steak would be marvelous, Bill, very rare please." Coco was pleased at the thought of their sharing a relaxing meal and drinks together to break the ice as well as knowing she'd gone far too long without eating due to her excitement over their deal. She knew she'd be in distress soon if she didn't eat something. Bill went to the intercom on the nearest wall and thumbed a button. He asked, "Is anyone on Kitchen Patrol? We have a hungry recruit on board who's signed on for the duration." Bill winked conspiratorially at Coco. "Kitchen Patrol here, Bill, extending a warm welcome aboard to the new recruit." The reply had been almost instantaneous, Bill's security crew had known they had visitors at the door and were on full alert. Bill knew they were being watched on the security cameras. He began giving their order, "Stampede two of those aged Top Sirloins from the ranch across the grill, please." He looked questioningly at Coco. "Asparagus with cream sauce okay with you, Dear?" Coco quickly nodded in appreciation. "Mushroom gravy and mashed potatoes?" This got a wide smile and eager nods from her. "Thick slice a loaf of that home baked bread too, please, and serve some of the fresh churned butter. This recruit looks like she could use it, and I'm starving too. Oh, and put several bottles of our best bubbly in the chiller there and the one in our room, please. We're celebrating her signing on!" Coco found she was ravenous now, as her mouth watered in anticipation! Bill spoke more briskly. "Okay, that will do, serve us in the Officer's Mess, please, and remember I'm timing you!" Coco laughed in appreciation of Bill's jests. It was obvious the rapport he had with his crew! "A steak does sound delicious!" Bill growled. "I didn't feel like eating after... well... after you left." "Now that I'm back you'd better eat hearty to keep your strength up." Coco warned him. "You had it all your own way yesterday, big guy, but give me half a chance and I'll wear you out at foot races or bed games!" "Yar!" Bill demonstrated his best pirate's laugh for her, and assured her, "You'll have your chance to back up those brave words as soon as you've had your fill from our galley, Lass!" He had been leisurely walking with her, hand in hand, in the general direction of their dining facilities which consisted of three different sized areas, all lavishly furnished for their particular use. When needed, the dividers were removed and the entire area could be combined into a huge Grand Ballroom or meeting hall. As they passed their own quarters he showed her the door and offered her the use of the master bath to refresh herself if she wished. She declined, so he led her on down the hall to the Officer's Mess. When they reached their table Bill impulsively hugged Coco to him and bent to kiss her. "I'm so happy you're here, my Darling. This is a dream come true for me!" He seated her next to his own chair at the end of the huge Captain's table, where utensils and water glasses had already been placed. Bill was pleased to see a tray of enticing appetizers had arrived as well. He offered them to her, and chose one for himself. One of his men came in to take their drink orders. The first things Coco noticed about this giant man were he looked to be around two feet taller than she, and he seemed to be at least three feet wide at the shoulders, tapering down to powerful hips and thighs. His handsome features were those of an Asian and he wore his long raven hair tied with a black band at the back of his head. The man wore a black martial arts gi complete with a black belt. Coco saw he had a small communications headset on. The giant spoke gently in a deep voice, "Good evening, Ma'am, Mr. Porter." "No need for formality, Gunner. The lady is a member of our family as of now, and she'll be bunking with me. Her name is Coco Devereaux. Coco, I'll warn you, if Gunner or others of the Crew try to con you into their Texas Hold 'Em games be careful. I've heard rumors from friends who've been suckered in they cheat!" Gunner and Coco both laughed and she tentatively withdrew a small hand from Bill's grasp and extended it to the giant. Gunner told her, "Don't let Bill lie to you, Coco, he taught us all our best card cheats. He's an artist at it. We do have our own code of ethics, though, we don't cheat on any pot larger than pocket change." He engulfed her hand, wrist, and much of her forearm with his one of his own huge hands. Bill laughed loudly and told Gunner, "Back off there, Gunner, I saw her first! Oh, by the way, pass on to the rest of the Security Team, Coco's security is Priority Alpha as of now." "Got it, Chief. It's done." Gunner took their drink order and returned to the kitchen. Coco was almost afraid to ask, but her curiosity got the best of her. "Um, what's Priority Alpha, Bill?" Bill leveled with her. "I protect what is mine, Sweetheart, and when you walk out of our home, which means this penthouse, there will be at least four operatives of one of the best security teams in the world protecting you. They each owe their lives and their fortunes to me, in one way or another, and by now they know how precious you are to me." Coco was silent for a few moments as she tried to absorb the gravity of this new responsibility she had assumed. Something drew their attention toward the kitchen. It appeared some members of the Staff were having a controversy. Bill told Coco, "I think I know what this is about. Please excuse me for a moment. I'll put a stop to it." His suspicions were confirmed as he approached them, they were arguing about who was to have the privilege of serving Coco! "What in blue blazes is going on here? I issued a Priority Alpha on Coco and the poor girl is practically faint from hunger. Could we have some service here, please?" The big men laughed and hurriedly returned to their duties. When Bill returned to their table Coco was giggling at the men's antics. "They'll serve us now," Bill laughed. Gunner arrived carrying steak platters and vast trays and bowls of vegetables and salads on a huge tray. Another very large man, this one with short blond hair and wearing a casual shirt and slacks, entered with their drinks and some sizzling grilled shrimp on another platter. "Good day, Miss Coco, I'm Swede. We did surf 'n turf, Bill, we thought you and the lady might like some variety and took liberty with your order. Oh, I blended a fresh batch of our mango-habanero sauce knowing how you love it with seafood and steak." Swede sat their drinks in front of them, and then bowed to grasp Coco's extended hand gently and graze it with his lips. "Enchanté, Mademoiselle!" "Enchanté, Monsieur." Coco returned gracefully. Gunner and Swede exchanged meaningful glances concerning Coco, and Swede even went so far as to voice congratulations to Bill, confirming Coco's intuition of their closeness. "Cowboy, it appears you outdid yourself when you shanghaied this recruit!" Bill laughed loudly, and agreed. "I would say so, yes. She has all the makings of a fine addition to our crew!" Coco laughed and thanked them, "I appreciate your kind welcome, everyone, and I'll do my best to make myself useful here!" Gunner pulled one of the chilled bottles of champagne out of an ice bucket, deftly uncorked it, and filled their glasses. He handed one to each of them, and Bill tapped her glass with his as they looked lovingly into each other's eyes. "To us and our future!" He toasted her and she echoed him, then took an appreciative sip. Bill helped serve her with her steak tray, shrimp, salad, and vegetables. "I know you must be famished, Dear." He told her. "The crew will be falling over each other to please you, and we'll give them a list of your likes and dislikes soon. We have chefs in the building's four-star restaurant around the clock, several with security clearances are allowed up here, and we can order anything normally available on either Continental or American menus from there. The Security Team does much of our own food preparation here. They're all either on duty or on call in their own suites here or in the building a large portion of their time." Coco slowed her slicing pieces off her rare steak and eating them long enough to tell him, "I'll make it easy for all of us, Bill, just tell them I like 'see' food. I see food, I eat it!" "Very good, Dear." Bill roared with laughter. "I admire a healthy appetite, and I have one myself!" Bill applied himself to his own food, feeling confident now Coco was enjoying her meal. Twenty minutes of pleasant conversation later and he was beginning to wonder where his tiny sex doll was stowing all she'd eaten! She'd devoured well over half of a huge 24-oz. nearly raw steak, and several of the jumbo grilled shrimp covered in the mango-habanero sauce. She'd loved the sauce so she'd poured some of it over her steak. She'd also had several serving spoons of everything else. Coco was savoring their meal and conversation. She knew the adage about every man wanting a lady on their arm and a whore in their bed was true to an extent. She had done her own research about Bill's childhood and life, and she'd found he'd been an orphan adopted and raised by the owner of a large ranch in Texas. He'd made the man proud of him with his abilities as an all around rodeo champion, as well as his academics in college. He'd done a stint in the Navy, then took some of his own ideas and patents to a leading electronics firm. Two years later he'd owned the company, and became a major defense contractor to many of the world's military forces, and that's how he became Cowboy Bill Porter, the billionaire. His personal life had not been so meteoric, he'd been romantically linked with all sorts of celebrity athletes, actresses, and others of the rich and famous, but none had kept him for long. Coco knew she had the inside track on Bill, he was already obsessed with her physically, and very possibly could be in love with her. She decided all he needed was plain old-fashioned good times and loving, and she knew just the woman who could provide them! She picked up an asparagus spear with her fingers, and shoved her chair back. "Master," she pouted, "your unworthy girl hopes she hasn't grossed you out with her gluttony, but you know how you forget and leave her in your toy chest for weeks without attention." "Never again, my Darling, you're my favorite toy!" Bill promised her, as he laughed. Coco made certain Bill's eyes were on her, then she inserted the asparagus spear she held between her luscious lips and slurped it in. She chewed, swallowed, then she rubbed her full belly and moaned rapturously "Yummy, yummy, yummy, I have creamy butter sauce in my tummy!" "Are you well fed then, Coco?" Bill asked. She nodded and assured him immediately, "Your doll is stuffed!" "Report to the Captain's quarters, wench!" Bill ordered. Coco kicked her high heel shoes off and left them where they fell, she laughed as she leaped up from her chair, and she ran like a champion sprinter toward the kitchen! Bill was right on her heels as soon as he snapped to her intent, which was winning the foot race she'd referred to earlier. He slowed only long enough to grab her shoes and the wine bottle, and found he was at a considerable disadvantage being in the rear, despite his own speed and her much shorter stride. The diminutive woman's tiny waist, hips and beautiful ass had all his attention! She slammed the swinging steel kitchen doors open with her shoulder, then she circled the food preparation table where Swede and Gunner were seated playing cards and eating and drinking. They each reached for weapons, then relaxed and laughed as they saw who the intruder was. She slowed only long enough to kiss each big man on the cheek as she circled. "Thanks, guys," she told them, "You saved a poor starving girl's life!" Bill was gaining fast on her, she feinted to one side of the table and he took the bait. She evaded him by going the other way and crashed back through the double doors. She dashed through the dining areas, and fled laughing and screaming back down the long hallway to their quarters! She was lying on the big bed panting when he entered the bedroom, "What took you so long, Cowboy?" She asked. "Your fuck toy has missed you!" Bill collapsed on the bed, laughing hysterically as she smothered him in kisses. "You are delightful, Coco!" He told her. "You're more fun than a three ring circus, and I should know, I own one of those money pits." Bill hugged her close to him; "It feels so right holding you in my arms, Coco Girl." She began French kissing him then, and he slid a hand down to hold a cheek of her shapely butt. She was rubbing the luxuriant growth of hair on his chest as they kissed and his robe fell open, revealing his erection. "Oh, my heavens!" Coco cried out in mock alarm, "Whatever do you use that huge thing for?" Bill laughed modestly. "Oh, that? That my dear lady, in military terms, is a short arm, and it is used for short arm inspections and other interesting things. Would you care to inspect it?" "The military named that monstrous thing wrong then!" Coco told Bill as she shook her head negatively. "It's bigger than my forearms; don't let that thing near your little girl, Bill, it would kill your poor fuck toy!" She buried her face in the hair on his chest and sobbed! "It's alright, Dear." Bill comforted her, he had never considered his equipment as that much larger than average, but he was more than pleased she acted impressed! "That 'thing' has already been inside of you several times and several places and it didn't seem to hurt you." "Oh, you stuck that monster cock in your fuck toy? So that's why your little girl's bottom is sore!" Coco was clearly not convinced she was safe yet! Bill had been working her clothes off and had removed most of them. He slipped out of the sleeves of his own robe, and moved it out of the way. "Let me see my pretty doll, Coco." He rolled her to her side where he lay kissing her so sexy lips and face and holding her for a while, then he got a mouthful of one of his favorite breasts while his hand slipped between her legs to play there. "Oh, yes, suck my nipple! That feels so good, do the other one, Bill. Please suck the whole thing. It makes me feel so damned fine. Don't ever stop sucking them!" Bill didn't need any encouragement on the tit sucking, and was relieved to hear she loved it, since it was a major turn on for him. "Don't worry, Baby," he assured her, "I worship your beautiful breasts. I'll be paying plenty of attention to them." Bill kissed, licked, and nibbled his way down Coco's small body to her thighs and found she was trembling in anticipation. He parted her thighs, slid his arms between and under them, and reached his hands up to fondle her sensitive breasts and nipples. This put his face right where he wanted to be to drive his Coco wild! A few trial kisses, licks, and nibbles on her inner thighs had her squirming, whimpering, and clawing at the sheets. Bill licked her pussy lips, again savoring her taste and she began moaning unintelligibly. Bill found her engorged clit with his lips and tongue and began to suck and flick it. He pulled one hand away from her breast to insert a finger inside her and sought out her G-spot and all hell broke loose! Bill had had sex with a number of erotic, responsive, and orgasmic women in his life, but within seconds he knew Coco was on another level entirely! "Oh, you are one fine clit licker! Bite that thing just a little. Oh, Bill, please eat my pussy!" Every muscle in Coco's hundred pound body was clenched solid. Her strong little belly, thighs, and butt trip-hammered her pussy into Bill's fingers and face like an automaton as she fucked him! Bill wondered after a few minutes of this just how long she could last at this frantic pace. A few minutes more had him wondering how long he could last, and she was doing most of the exertions! He could tell she was having one strong orgasm after another as she alternately screamed for mercy, begged him for more, and cursed like a deep-water sailor! He was licking pussy, sucking clit, and finger fucking like a champion, but it was clear to him little Coco was the star of this rodeo! He thumbed her nipple a little harder than he had been, and inserted a finger in her rear and this set her off! Coco went spastic on him. She shrieked in ecstasy, seemingly for long moments as she slammed her hot wet pussy against his face and squeezed his head with her strong thighs. Cowboy Bill loved her responsiveness, but had an amused thought he might have to yell for a calf rope to hog-tie her, when suddenly she went limp and quiet. Bill was breathing hard from his own extreme exertions at pleasing her and trying to hold her. He quickly noticed her silence and moved up next to her to hold her tightly and make certain she was okay. Bill thumbed one of her eyelids back and saw her gorgeous blue eye was rolled back in her head. She gasped, and resumed breathing, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief! Coco moaned and seemed to be coming around as Bill held her possessively. "Baby Girl, do you need some water or perhaps a brandy?" Coco nodded weakly and pitifully gurgled, "Aqua!" Bill leaped to his feet and went to his bar, within seconds he returned with a glass of ice water. He held her in his lap and tried to assist her in drinking from the glass but her hands and arms and even her lips weren't coordinated yet. Bill took a swig of the cold water, held it in his mouth and kissed her, transferring the water to her mouth. She swallowed and nodded gratefully. Bill gave her some more, then she gasped out, "Thank you, that was good." She looked at him with a glazed look in her eyes and then drawled dreamily, "Bill, this looks like it may be my last roundup. You fucked this outlaw to death fair and square. Tell Ma and Pa and the boys back at the ranch I fought to the end!" Not knowing what grade B western movie of the past had inspired Coco with this line, all Bill could do was laugh and ad lib in return. "Pard, you're one to ride the river with, and I'll think of you when the tumbleweeds roll, and the coyotes yodel all day!" Coco seemed to recover her strength quickly, and it was only moments until she was cuddled up to Bill kissing him and making shy glances towards large areas of his anatomy down south. "I suppose it's too late to revise the definitions of the terms 'sex doll' and 'fuck toy' in our deal?'" Using The Sex Doll Ch. 02 Bill thought that question over, sighed deeply, then allowed, "Yes, Coco, I reckon so." "I was afraid of that! I'll tend to my chores and earn my keep then, Master." Coco assured him. "You lie back and watch me. If anyone can lick that Monster Horse Cock of yours into submission your fuck doll can!" "I do so admire your positive attitude and work ethic toward your chores, Baby Girl!" Bill drawled. She put her index finger to his lips and shushed him. "Watch me!" Coco shifted to a kneeling position between Bill's legs as she eyed his big shaft as warily as a mongoose stalking a King Cobra before attacking and devouring it. She had Bill's rapt attention for sure! Her tongue darted in and out of her sexy lips as she appraised his big prick from every angle. She put her small hands up and began making snake-charming motions with some harem girl belly dancing and hula moves thrown in for good measure, all of which animated her naked breasts, flat belly, and hips enticingly. This play-acting was working on Bill's libido. He'd had a taste of some fine breasts and pussy and wanted more! Coco leaned in toward the head of Bill's prick and extended her pink tongue as if to lick it. Bill impulsively reached for her head to pull her to him and she slapped his hand. "I know how to do this," she informed him, "you lie back and watch me!" She went back a step in her act to her appraisal of him. The next time she extended her tongue towards him Bill exerted all his will power and remained still! She hadn't touched Bill's prick yet, but he was in serious danger of going off just from the arousal of watching her! She moved her mouth all around his cock, licking and lapping, but never quite touching him. He saw her stick her middle finger into her pussy and thought she was going to masturbate for him, but he was to find she had other intentions for that finger. Her other small hand shot out and gripped his shaft about mid-length, so firmly he couldn't have come now if he wanted to. She opened her pretty lips wide and somehow engulfed the big head of his penis with her mouth, she licked and sucked on his cock head to thoroughly wet it, then she leaned forward to force it into her throat with all her weight, then out, then in. She was deep-throating his big penis and fucking him with her entire upper body! Her face, neck, and breasts flushed pink, then flushed darker as she had to overcome her choking reflexes. Bill felt indescribable pleasure, but he was worried and guilty she might hurt herself while trying to please him. His shaft looked just too damned big for the tiny woman to swallow and deep throat! Her eyes reddened and unfocused as she concentrated on her amazing disappearing act, pulling herself off his shaft only to gasp in some life giving air then swallowing him again. He could feel the muscles in her slim throat erotically constricting his cock each time she swallowed! He groaned loudly as he felt her finger she'd moistened inside herself slide deftly into his anus. She found his prostate gland and began firmly massaging it, sliding her finger in and out, in and out! She released her tight grip on his shaft with her other hand and grabbed his scrotum sac, gently massaging it and his testicles with her fingers and nails, then back up to stroke his big prick up and down repeatedly as she slid it in and out of her throat. The little imp smiled at him with her eyes, she hummed the first stanza of "Dixie", and Bill began to cum like never before in his life! To Coco's credit she swallowed most of his sperm and her mouth and sure hands on him and in him kept generating more! When he finally ran dry she neatly licked his deflating cock like an ice cream cone and licked and sucked the few spills from his belly and scrotum. Bill came back to sanity to find he'd been howling like a lobo timber wolf! He hushed that and reached his arms out toward her invitingly. Coco sprawled panting upon his body, flattening her scrumptious breasts into his chest. She grinned mischievously, licked a smear of his cum off the back of her hand like a cat licking cream, and asked Bill, "Does this mean you'll really let me stay? Anyone who didn't know better would think you sort of liked that, Cowboy!" Bill reached to grasp her fine ass with both hands, he seemed to be making a supreme effort to tell her something. He whispered hoarsely, "Tell Ma and Pa... last roundup... you know!" They rested for a while then, one or the other shifting to kiss or caress the other lovingly from time to time. Coco played in the hair on Bill's broad chest, smiling smugly, running her hands through his chest hair, and lifting it between her fingers. She sought out his nipples, which she began tickling and teasing with her fingers and fingernails. She licked them, then she sucked and nibbled on them. She raised herself to tease his nipples with her own, pinching them lightly with her fingers. She raised herself further to tease his smiling lips with her nipples, and he overcame his post-sex lethargy to capture and suck one deep into his mouth, savoring her moan of sheer primal pleasure as he suckled her. "Bill," she closed her eyes and whispered dreamily through trembling lips, "you keep nursing at my breasts like that and you may make me bring in my milk!" That fine "threat" was enough to cause Bill to redouble his efforts at suckling her! A movement behind Coco distracted her as something thumped her butt. She glanced over her shoulder to see his erection waving between her legs, wild and free and standing tall against her beautiful ass cheeks! "Oh no, Daddy Bill!" She cried out. "It's that Monster Horse Cock again!" He grinned and shifted himself and reached for it. "I have some interesting ideas about where I'd like to stable that critter, Baby Girl!" She stopped his hand in mid reach. "Just a minute there, Mister. Your accountants account, your body guards guard, and your Monster Horse Cock would seem to be in my fuck toy department. I'll beat it this time or know the reason why!" She chose to regard Bill as an innocent bystander in her ongoing struggle with her nemesis, the Monster Horse Cock. He decided to let her play this out and see what she came up with since he had thoroughly enjoyed everything she'd done thus far. Bill laughed as he encouraged her in her struggle, "Go for it, Coco, you've already shown me you can lick that thing!" Coco laughed in delight at his wicked double entendre then she moved to straddle one of Bill's hard muscular legs. When she noticed the pleasurable contact with her pussy she slid back and forth a few times and told him, "Oh, your leg makes a good seat, Bill. That feels really good!" The Monster Horse Cock seemed to agree with her; it was standing rigidly at attention. Coco grabbed it and moved the head of it nearer her face for a confidential discussion, which suited Bill just fine, he was enjoying the view and sensations. She asked his prick discretely, "Excuse me, I thought you and I had come to an understanding earlier?" The Monster Horse Cock declined to comment. She carefully gauged its width with two fingers, then she inserted those same two fingers into her pussy. "No, that huge thing won't fit in my little pussy! Maybe I'll just stick the end in, that seems to be where it gets air and spits from." Coco clambered up and straddled Bill's face. "Here, Daddy Bill, wet this thing for me. I'm a woman on a m... m... mission! Oh, that feels so nasty, please don't ever stop!" Bill had inserted his tongue into her pussy, then sucked her clit into his mouth. He reached up and assaulted both her breasts and nipples with his fingers. It was a couple of orgasms and minutes of wild riding later before Coco remembered her mission. "Must tame Monster Horse Cock!" She began to chant. Bill abandoned his pleasurable licking and sucking to offer her more of his encouragement. "Go get him, Girl!" She steeled her will power and climbed off Bill's wet face. She straddled both his legs, and grabbed his hard prick. Bill enjoyed the feel of her hands on him immensely. She began another dialog as she began placing him within her. "I'll show you, Horse Cock. Ouch! You're too big. Maybe a few inches will fit. Ouch, oh, that hurts! Shit! Fuck! Oh my, that feels so good! The whole thing in my belly! Fuck your little girl, Daddy Bill! Suck my nipple, now the other one! Suck them harder! Oh, Cowboy, your Horse Cock's giving your little girl a tonsillectomy!" In his wildest dreams Bill had never been this turned on! A sex crazed young vision of loveliness sat impaled on him, and she'd already shown she'd go to any lengths to please him. Bill blessed the day he had seen her and fallen for her. Coco rode him hard for at least an hour, during which he knew she'd had at least several more strong orgasms. Bill had been counting them earlier as a diversion from cumming too soon, but he'd lost count. He was only able to stay with her through sheer willpower and conditioning. When she began begging Bill to make her cum again he licked a finger and probed her anus with it. He could feel his prick with his finger each time it drilled into her. This move seemed to have stimulated her, too. Abruptly she changed her pace and her little body seemed to literally vibrate! She wailed, "Hold me tight, Bill, I'm exploding!" Bill held her in his arms as she convulsed, crying desperately, engulfing his entire prick, and smashing her pubic bone frantically against his! He met her every stroke, then he felt as if his prick were spurting his very soul into her tight pussy and womb as she collapsed onto him! She shuddered for minutes and they alternated between panting for air and French kissing for all they were worth! His shaft began to wilt within her and each of them felt the mixture of their fluids pour out of her. It was minutes before she could speak. Tears were running down her cheeks, making little puddles in the matted hair on his chest, her hair was wet and stringy, and her face and eyes were red from their frenzied marathon fucking and her crying. Bill thought he had never seen a more beautiful woman. He caressed her cheek lovingly and she told him, "I love you, Cowboy!" Bill found there were suddenly tears in his own eyes. He told her in return, "I love you, too, Baby Girl, heart and soul!"