CLE-166 Sharon's Busy Dildo by Angela Krust


Chapter 1


"Fuck me! Fuck my ever-loving twat out! Fuck me so hard that it bleeds!
Come on and fuck the shit out of it! You're not even trying! What the
hell is the matter with you? Can't you get that God damn boner to
move?!? Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" She could see it sliding in and out
of her pussy. She could see the thick root, and she could see her flesh
lips spread to accommodate such a large and thorny trunk. She reached
around his buns and grabbed on. "Fuck me harder!" she wailed. Her
ear-piercing screeches could be heard throughout the house, up and down
the block, across the city: "FUUUCK MMMEEEEEE!"

Sharon Pettibone rolled over in her sleep. What she thought was a scream
was her own tiny voice barely audible against her pillow. The jumbo
phallus evaporated. Her twat was empty. "Jesus," she grunted, "why the
hell couldn't it have been real?" She rolled onto her back and stared up
at the ceiling of her bedroom. "Just once, Lord," she murmured, "I would
like to have a real penis in my pussy. Just once. That's all. Nothing
special. I'm not asking you to fix me up for life, to get me
married--just a simple little fuck. Know what I mean? A nice piece of
cock flesh inside my little lips, just so I'll know for sure what I'm
missing."

"Is that you, Sharon?" asked Debby, Sharon's sister. Debby was just
waking up too. "Are you talking to yourself again?" Debby rolled onto
her elbow and looked at Sharon. The girls looked enough alike that they
were often mistaken one for the other, but really Debby was the older,
and, naturally, the more experienced. "What time is it?" she moaned at
Sharon.

"I don't know and I don't care," said Sharon who pulled the sheets up
tight around her head. She wanted to go back to sleep, back to her dream
where there was a big man with a big boner. He was pounding her twat
with a huge of hard-on the likes of which she knew she would probably
never find in real life. She wanted to go back to that fantasy of love's
wishes granted. She could see him mounting her, sliding his hands up her
thighs and spreading her loins. She could feel his fingers rubbing her
soft, comely legs apart. She felt her supple flesh give way to his
kneading fingers, and she looked down between their two bodies where his
cock playfully bounced alongside her furry mound. She lifted her legs
outwards and gave him room to move in. "Come on," she muttered. "Come on
in and screw me up good. It'll fit. Don't worry. I can take it. Just jam
it in there and FUCK ME!" She lifted her knees and her smooth and tender
loins opened for him. He smiled and leaned down into the breach.
"There," he gasped, "is the kind of a twat worth looking at." She had
pulled open the lips, spread the hairs back out of the way, and prepared
the channel with a steady flow of ooze. Everything was oily. He dipped
on finger in, just to be sure, and down it went. There was no
friction-everything was smooth and slippery. He teased her clit and
pulled his finger out: "You're soft, baby, and I'm gonna love fucking
you with my big hard prick muscle. You know what I mean? I'm gonna love
shoving my prick down that alley!"



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