I stare at these black pieces of flesh. Goodness, this is far more depraved than I ever imagined. I thought I knew my way around the world, but clearly, Bridge is lightyears ahead of me.
But the older man makes quick work of attaching the toys to the bench, and then with sensual fingers, massages lubricant on each of the silicone toys. He winks at me.
“Just making sure they slide in nice and easy, baby girl.”
I want to tell him it might not be necessary because this is dirty and wrong, but I can’t deny how turned on I am. My juices are already seeping from my sweetest spot, and I can feel the fluid trickling down my thighs. I don’t think I’ll have any trouble with the first or even the second toy, or maybe even the third and fourth when it comes to lubricant.
But then I turn to the older man, my expression determined.
“But what if I can’t take them all? What if I’m just not flexible enough?”
There’s a gleam in his eye. “Don’t worry, you will, Renee. I have confidence in you, and besides, you’re young. Young women always stretch the best.”
His words send heat racing through my body.
“You really think so?”
He grins. “Iknowso, sweetheart. Now you know what to do, so let’s start. Straddle each one and show me how you take them.”
But still, I need to take precautions.
“No one will ever know about this?” I whisper again. “Ever?”
He nods. “This is just between you and me, even if you can’t finish. I swear, all of your secrets will be safe so long as you try the challenge. Now, no more talking, sweetheart, because it’s time for you to ride.”
I swallow hard but I know Bridge is right. He’s got me between a rock and a hard place, and it’s time to show what I can do. Slowly, I walk to the bench before positioning myself at one end.
“Good girl,” Bridge murmurs, sitting on a chair across from the bench, those blue eyes gleaming. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”
Hesitantly, I part my thighs and then move forwards so that I’m straddling the first toy. It’s not very big, and gleams in the low lights, as if beckoning to me. Slowly, I squat down before guiding the dildo between my legs so that it brushes against my engorged lips.
“Oooh!” I cry as the tip taps against my clit.
Bridge growls his eyes fixed on where the rubber meets my flesh.
“Keep going,” he croons. “Ease yourself down on it, honey.”
Throwing my head back, I begin to guide the toy inside and it feels good actually. It’s not too big and I moan as it enters me, my walls pulsing around the slender rod. God, this feels so amazing, but am I wrong for thinking this? My eyes flutter open and I glance over at Bridge. He’s staring intently, his hand on the large bulge at his crotch.
“Am I doing this right?” I manage in a breathy voice.
He nods.
“You’re doing a great job, sweetheart. Do you want to bounce on it a little? Just gently, to get your breasts swaying.”
Come to think of it, that sounds fun and I giggle and use my knees to raise myself up and down a bit, my big boobies heaving. I catch them in my hands before holding them out for Bridge’s approval.
“You like these, Daddy?”
Those blue eyes flare at the word “Daddy,” but he nods.
“Very much sweetheart. You look beautiful, but I think it’s time for the next one.”
I frown because I thought we were both enjoying ourselves, but when I shift over to number two, I giggle because it’s obvious why Bridge wanted to move on. The penetration from the five inch toy is amazing, and I lower myself until it’s balls to the wall inside of me, before letting out a throaty moan.
“Now bounce baby,” Bridge’s raspy voice intones. “Show me how much you like getting fucked.”
Like a good girl, I begin to bounce like a slut on the second shaft, enjoying the veins along its side. This one has a tiny bulge in the middle of the rod that feels so good whenever it slides in. Mmm!