Sarah and Carol
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 focused 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 fulfill 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 focusing 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
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 feet 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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Carol could not believe the eroticism of being inside Sarah. She felt a part of her, that she was an extension of some sexual characteristic of Sarah. She felt connected to Sarah's vagina and clitoris and as the waves of Sarah's orgasm washed over her she was part of that process. Carol began to climax in sympathy with Sarah. An unbearable and overpowering reaction took hold of her and left her perched on the edge of cumming. Her body shook and quivered with the need to cum. Her breathing came in short frantic gasps. With her free hand she reached between her legs and brushed rapidly over her clit. Requiring only a few strokes her body broke loose with a violent orgasm. Her own spasms mirrored Sarah's and they came in unison.
They both twisted about in orgasmic relief, the motions continuing and intensifying their release. Sarah's hips rolled and bucked with the involuntary spasms, shaking that part of Carol lodged inside her. A growing pool of cum from Carol joined with one from Sarah. Despite Carol slurping up the spending even more flowed from Sarah until they were making wet peeling noises as the sheets clung to their soaked bodies. Finally the movements were too much and Carol slipped from Sarah's body and they lay on the bed while the last of the orgasm drifted over them.
Carol drew herself up onto Sarah, kissing her as she moved up her body. Her lips fastened onto Sarah's nipple and she suckled as if trying to remain a part of her. Her tongue rolled and played with the hard rigid nipple while with one hand she brushed the damp hair from Sarah's face. The skin was hot and damp under her hand as she stroked her face. Her fingers caressed Sarah's cheeks and lingered over her lips. She felt Sarah's tongue flicker over her fingers, tasting their combined juices.
Sarah rolled Carol over and took her face in her hands and looked at her with thankful eyes. She slid one hand under the others head and pulled her face to hers. She pressed her lips against Carols and slid her tongue inside her mouth. Forcing her open mouth hard against Carols she wanted to suck her breath into her lungs. She wanted that feeling of them becoming one to return.
Reaching over to the nightstand she picked up a bottle of oil and drenched her hands in it. Vaguely, in the back of her mind, not sure how, she had to return to that place where she and Carol had become one. She began rubbing the oil over Carol, delighting in the softness of the skin, her hands conforming to the smooth shapes of the body. Her fingers teased the hard, prominent nipples on the small breasts. They floated over the ribcage and pressed into the belly. Coating Carol's body that shone with oil. She kneaded the flesh, so slippery and smooth. Her hands moved lower, closer to the juncture of Carol's torso and thighs. She felt the heat before she reached there. The pubic hair matted with oil and curling between her fingers before Sarah reached her vagina.
Involuntarily Carol opened her legs so Sarah could access her. Sarah ran her hands over the mound, cupping her hand and rubbing over the clit. Carol's legs drawing up slightly and quivering every time the fingers grazed her clit or brushed over her pussy lips. Sarah added more oil and slid down the wet sheets to take up one of Carol's feet. Her hands smoothed oil over them, her fingers lubricating between her toes, coating every inch of flesh with the slippery oil. Sensuously her fingers traced every contour, gliding over the ankles and massaging the smooth rounded calves. She braced one foot against her chest, the toes spreading over her nipple and stroked the leg, making sure it was covered in oil.
With long strokes Sarah oiled Carol's legs. Reaching past the knee and along the smooth thighs. Her hands reaching close to Carol's openings, but not quite long enough. Teasing her by coming close, but not touching that area. Carol was becoming sexually excited by this erotic massage but was content to let the feeling build. Her breathing was a little faster, her body jumped slightly every time Sarah touched a certain spot, but she loved the slow building and tried to remain motionless.
Sarah reached as far as she could up Carol's leg but she couldn't reach far enough. She got up on her knees, spreading them to straddle the foot, and rubbed the oil into Carol's thighs. This position put Sarah's butt in the air and she could feel the cool air over her gaping vagina. Circling Carol's upper thighs until her fingers brushed lightly over her pussy lips Sarah lowered her butt. She felt Carol's toes brushing her clit as she settled down. She worked herself against Carols toes, feeling her clit bounce between each toe, little jabs of pleasure each time. Her opening spreading over the foot, then rocking her hips to scrape against the toes again. She repeated this, not noticing that her massaging her hands began to dig more insistently into Carols skin.
Both the women were aware of their rising lust but were content to let it take its own course. They enjoyed the sensual experience, not in a hurry to dispel the slow building. Despite this, unconsciously they began to be more assertive in their movements. Sarah's hands spend less time on Carol's thighs and concentrated more on her pussy. The clit was rigid and more pronounced as Sarah's fingers brushed it, the lips more swollen and protruding. Carols legs would tighten and her ass cheeks clench as a result of Sarah stroking her.
Sarah pressed and rubbed a little harder against Carol's foot until she felt the toes centered over her vagina. She eased her pussy down feeling the toes enter her. She rocked herself slowly against them in a back and forth motion, teasing herself, denying herself the growing need to have them deeper inside. She began to lower her head towards Carol's vagina, all the time keeping the circling hands moving over the pussy.
Carol could feel Sarah's breath now on her pussy. Her body tightened a little more in anticipation. She watched as Sarah's head moved lower, watching as her mouth opened to engulf her rigid clit. When Sarah sucked it into her mouth Carol moaned and when the teeth nipped it she lurched. Carol squeezed with her ass muscles and thrust her mound slightly against Sarah's mouth. She gripped Carol's fingers with her pussy as they slipped inside her. She placed a hand on Sarah's head and pushed her harder against herself. As Sarah rasped her tongue over her clit she took her other hand and gently pulled and twisted her nipples.
Sarah delighted in Carol's obvious response to her touch. She lowered herself further on the foot just inside her vagina and began a slow shallow fucking movement. She liked the odd shape of the toes and the sensations as her pussy lips spread over the strange contours. Considering what she had in her not long ago she was pleased that she could feel her foot. She hunched down on the foot as Carol wiggled her toes inside her.
They were both feeding off the other. As they saw the increased sexual response of the other it stimulated them more. Sarah worked harder on Carol's clit and vagina while running her hands over her slick body. Carol took Sarah's hands in hers and directed them to different parts of her body. She forced Sarah's fingers against her nipples, having her pluck and twist them, squirming her body in delight. She pushed up with her leg trying to force more of her foot into Sarah. Her arousal grew as Sarah snaked her tongue into her pussy and she pushed her head harder against her pussy, rubbing herself against the face buried between her legs.
Sarah sensed Carols impending orgasm and backed off, wanting to prolong the sensations, to drive her higher. She lay back on the bed as Carol pointed her toes straight to keep them inside of Sarah's pussy. Sarah wormed herself farther down on the foot, feeling it enter her more deeply until the heel was just outside her pussy. She slid forward and groaned as the heel entered her, the toes pressed against her cervix. She fucked herself against the foot, loving the stretching she received every time the heel took her over the hump as it entered and left her.
Carol was again delighted to be part of Sarah. She braced herself on her elbows and lifted her ass off the bed so she could move more easily. She began to thrust her foot into Sarah with a fucking motion. Her eyes were glued on Sarah's pussy, watching it stretched around her foot. She slowly pushed it in and out, loving the sight of the vaginal ring stretching around her foot. She thought the way the pussy conformed to the shape of the foot, the way the lips pulled out as she withdrew and stretched over the heel, to be incredibly erotic. The way they stretched not only open but the way they were pulled out away from the body for a couple of inches before releasing and oozing up and over the heel. She twisted her foot as she fucked her, the taught band of muscles changing in shape as it mimicked the outline of her foot. She played with Sarah's pussy, wiggling her toes, drawing slowly out then a rapid thrust in.
Sarah responded by twisting and corkscrewing herself against the foot. When the big toe started to open her cervix she paused, letting Carol do the work. The tentative exploring Carol was doing was only making her want more, but she held herself still. She concentrated on the sensations of being foot-fucked. She waited with baited breath as Carol dug deeper, forcing her toes through the cervix. She loved the feeling of the long tube of her cervix spreading around the foot poised to enter her womb. The burning need growing inside her, the need to go further, not just wanting more but needing to have more. Feeling the building of that uncontrollable urge to feed her lust.
Very slowly Carol fed her foot into Sarah. She wanted the other woman to feel every inch of her. Endlessly her foot passed through the cervical tube, her ankle entering the vagina. Her toes passed into the womb while the cervix gripped the arch of her foot, expanding and accepting, as it needed to. She paused for a moment, and then started again. The entrance to Sarah's cunt opening as her leg started in, sliding over the smooth oiled flesh.
Sarah was nearly beside herself. One part of her was growing frustrated with the slow pace, growing desperate to force more in her. The other part was luxuriating in the sensual erotic feeling. She couldn't believe how attuned her body was to all the movement inside her. Her breath caught when she felt her cervix expanding to ride up over Carol's heel. Her mind was being fed the stimulus it needed. She was feasting on the wanton sexuality of going beyond limits, venturing into the extreme. She felt Carol pushing harder while trying to force her heel into her cervix. Glad that Carol understood this was not about pain but was about psychology. Sarah was not about to do anything painful but she would push the limits. She was grateful to Carol for understanding her needs. Understanding that all was acceptable and that if Carol ever reached the unacceptable she would let her know. She was glad that Carol was willing to do what was necessary, using the strength and force required to venture into this realm.
Sarah could feel now the heel of the food sliding down the tube that let into her womb. She likened it to a long passage leading to a secret cavern. She transferred her senses from her cervix to her pussy opening. Playing with that sense as more of Carol's leg entered her. Back and forth she moved between her openings, batting her senses around like a tennis ball. The air was driven from her lungs when Carol's entire foot was in her womb and the calf muscle of her leg was stretching her pussy. There was no fucking motion now, just that slow inexorable penetration.
Carol did not stop when her foot was in the womb. She kept pushing, watching Sarah's pussy swallowing her leg, watching her knee coming closer to the entrance. She loved the warm, soft, moist depths inside Sarah. The way the warmth enveloped her leg. She continued pushing, unbelieving, but so turned on, so aroused by this erotic spectacle. Her foot was pressing against the back of Sarah's womb when the knee was poised to enter the pussy. She had watched the movement of Sarah's abdomen as her foot traveled to this depths inside Sarah and she wanted to see her knee distorting her belly. She couldn't hurt Sarah but she wanted more of her leg in as much as Sarah did.
Carol began to draw her foot back so the toes weren't pressed on the back wall. She saw the bulge created by her foot in Sarah's womb pushing out her belly. She resumed feeding her leg into her and watched the pussy ring expand to accept her knee. Pushing deeper. Her knee sunk in and her thigh started to enter. The sole of her foot was now almost touching the back wall of the womb. Continuing to penetrate Sarah she now was several inches past her knee. Her leg was beginning to quiver, not with fatigue but with excitement. She tore her eyes from Sarah's pussy and looked up at her. Sarah was lying back with her eyes closed, her mouth open and breathing in gasps of lust.
As Carol felt her foot pressing hard against the rear of the womb she began to draw her foot back, doubling her leg over. Sarah's cunt was now seriously stretched over her thigh but Carol was not going to stop. Sarah's continuous moans, heightened breathing and the occasional involuntary jerks of her body were proof to Carol of how much Sarah wanted and needed this. Carol bore down, pushing past the white and stretched band of pussy muscle. She was able to bend her leg more, the more she got in. Her knee passed into Sarah's womb. The abdomen was distorted into a huge bulge by the flexing knee, their pussies now only a matter of inches apart as she penetrated more deeply.
Sarah roused herself to look up, amazed by how distended her stomach was. She had been lying there experiencing the growing intensity of the sensations. Now she could no longer remain quiet. She wanted more of Carol inside her, wanted more of her and wanted it now. She moaned for Carol to give her more, she pleaded with her for more. She was nearing an explosion and she had to have it.
Carol heard Sarah talking to her, begging, but she was making her wait. As she progressed the swollen belly of Sarah diminished as her knee began to point up Sarah's body as her leg was almost entirely doubled over. She had to push hard now to get the last few inches of her thigh inside. She needed to rock her body to force it in. She could see Sarah's pussy lips rolling in and out with her movement and each move gained a little more. She twisted a little with each move, bit-by-bit rotating her buried leg. She was so close to getting her entire leg inside Sarah.
Sarah was having trouble accepting how full she was, how filled her pussy was. Yet it was not enough, always more. She bends over as best she could, reaching out for Carol, continually pleading for more. Begging her to fuck her. She hunched down on Carol's leg, now her body twisted so that their legs were between each other's. They pushed against each other as their pussies were almost touching. They bend to each other, Sarah reaching out and drawing Carol to her. Their pussies met and they ground the clits against each other's. Their mouths met and they sunk their tongues into the others. They both cried out, exchanging breaths as their pussies melded into one. Brutally they kissed, each trying to consume the other.
Sarah wrapped her legs around Carol pulling her as tight as she could, the bodies molding to the others. They humped against each other fighting to climax. They rolled on the bed, their bodies as one. Their combined juice flowing over each other, increasing the slipperiness of their oiled skin. They crushed themselves in their struggle to find release. Unable to hold onto Sarah's hips, Carol grabbed at Sarah's tits, pulling and stretching them from her body, her slick hands loosing their grip until her nipples were in her hands and she pulled these taut as well. Finally, in their frantic pursuit to achieve orgasm, they tore themselves apart. Sarah rolled Carol onto her back and tried to sit atop her, trying to force more in, fucking herself on Carol's thigh, feeling her leg punishing her insides, casting her organs about. Sarah began to draw out then drop down again. This caused Carol's leg to straighten out some and every fucking motion by Sarah forced Carols knee to distend her belly, then collapse it again. It looked from the outside as if a giant fist was trapped in Sarah, pummeling her abdomen from the inside.
They were so close to orgasm. Fighting to achieve it, thrusting against each other. Carol's eyes wide as she watched Sarah's belly protrude with each thrust. Carol doubled over her other leg and pressed her foot against Sarah's crotch. She used it to push her off, then pulled it away as Sarah crashed back down, slamming their cunts together, their clits mashed tightly together. Sarah wrapped her arms over her belly, hugging Carol's leg inside of her. Again and again Carol pushed off with her foot, pumping Sarah up and down on her leg. Sarah's mouth was open; her eyes squeezed shut, her face grimacing with the effort to bring on her orgasm.
Carol pushed up again with her foot but this time it slipped on the glistening flesh. When Sarah rose up Carol's toes pointed right at her pussy. As Sarah crashed down her greedy pussy snatched up Carol's other foot. She wailed in explosion as her pussy was stretched to new dimensions. She hugged the leg buried inside of her as she exploded. For a brief moment Carol stared in disbelief, then, from deep within her, as if transmitted by Sarah, she also was torn by a violent orgasm. Unbelievably she felt Sarah's pussy, stretched beyond belief, wrapped around a thigh and foot, but still with the strength to bear down on her, grip and convulse on her leg. Every tremor of Sarah's body was transmitted to Carol. Carols volcanic orgasm forced her pussy to open and release all that pressure. Her juices spewed over herself and Sarah. Her pussy yawned open then closed with each pulsation. Her cunt was being forced out between her lips by the desperate release of internal pressure. Her pee hole was forced open by the volumes of juice she expelled. Every convulsion exposed her cervix until it to was forced from within, as her pussy was turned inside out by the force.
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