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Authors name: Wife Seducer (wife_seducer@hotmail.com)
Story title : Deanna's Story: My Sex Doll
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Deanna's Story: My Sex Doll (MF, drugged-wife, nc, voy)
By Wife Seducer (wife_seducer@hotmail.com)
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I slowly eased my still hard cock out of her. I looked
down at the naked unconscious figure beneath me. Her
perfect little body glistened with sweat, my sweat that
is. Her pretty eyes still hidden behind her lids,
peaceful, still unaware that her body had been violated,
treated no better than any porn store fuck doll.
It was getting near morning and Doug would be back soon.
I had fucked her missionary style this last time,
imagining her moaning and begging me to pump her harder.
Having fucked her on and off for hours now it took me a
while, along with much sweat to cum in her this third
time. I leaned over, kissed each breast and then got out
of bed. I switched off the video camera and began to
clean her up.
Her name was Deanna. I had met her a year earlier at my
younger brother's wedding. She was his best man's
girlfriend, and boy was she something. She had on this
little black number that didn't even reach her knees,
which was good because her legs were awesome, long and
lean. I'd have given a years salary to kiss from her
knees on up to her inner thigh.
Twice I got caught staring by my now ex-wife.
Deanna didn't show much cleavage, which was fine,
because her dress fit snugly over her small but firm
tits. She must have worn a very thin or perhaps no bra
as I could definitely make out some perky nipples
popping through on occasion. Of course the long blonde
hair, dreamy eyes and gorgeous smile left me unsure
whether I was falling in love with her or just dying to
fuck her. I looked over at my wife Mary...then back at
her... definitely both. Later that night I would fuck my
wife imagining it was her.
I had known her boyfriend Doug for a few years now since
he was my brother's best friend, though I couldn't
imagine how this lucky dog landed this sweet thing, and
the fact that he gets to bang her was almost too much.
It was now a year later and I was one wife shyer. We had
been split for 3 months now and I hadn't been with
anyone for a while now. Needless to say I was quite
horny. I'd even go for a 'sleeping Mary' as I'd called
it. My ex-wife Mary, would often down more than a few
pills to get to sleep. It wasn't long before I found
that I could do just about anything I wanted to her and
she wouldn't have the slightest idea I had fucked her.
That is if I cleaned her up afterwards.
Out of the blue I get a phone call from Doug. It seems
he and Deanna (still together the lucky dog) were
tripping out to visit my brother and his wife and
wondered if they could crash at my place. I just happen
to live halfway between their six-hour total drive. I
told them it would be no problem at all.
After the call my mind raced. I needed to get the
camcorder set up so I could get some hidden video of her
changing. I got a raging hard on just thinking that I
might get to see that sleek little body of hers, even a
bra and panty shot would be killer.
I fought with myself on whether to hide it in the guest
room or the bathroom. I opted for the guest room, since
they might, just might, have sex that night. I set to
work fitting the camcorder behind the vent in the room.
Little did I know I would never have need of it, at
least not there anyway. A lucky break would leave the
poor innocent thing alone here with only my lecherous
imagination.
Doug and Deanna arrived around six. Even dressed in
jeans and a sweatshirt she still radiated an amazingly
delicious aura. Perhaps it was the wisp of perfume I
caught as she walked smilingly by me into the house.
Noticing the Doug was behind the car getting their
suitcase out I was unable to prevent myself (oh hell,
preventing my ass) from checking Deanna out from the
rear. Her ass was perfect, her jeans tightly outlining
her wonderful shape. I wondered, and hoped, my camera
would catch it in its full nude glory.
When they both were inside, they immediately started to
argue (not argue, but disagree). Doug had checked in
earlier with work and found that there were serious
problems back at the main office. He had just begun his
new job and Deanna felt that he had better go back and
take care of it. He didn't want to, but finally agreed.
They soon decided that she would stay here and he would
come back in the morning. I asked why she wouldn't go
with him? (And then immediately kicked myself.)
It turns out that it would be another 45 minutes out of
the way. He'd just come back in the late morning, pick
her up and they'd be on their way again. I showed them
to the guest room on the other side of the house (it was
big since the ex and kids went to live at her mothers).
Deanna said she was just going to watch some TV for a
while and get to sleep early. I sighed to myself as I
looked at where the camera hid. No sex on tape tonight.
I left them alone to kiss goodbye and then off he went.
See ya Doug.
Even as she and I were alone the only evil thoughts I
harbored were that of catching her on tape changing
clothes. We sat for a bit, gabbed about my brother and
his new wife and other idle chitchat. Sometimes I hardly
heard what she was saying as I just enjoyed watching her
lips moving. They looked perfect for kissing. I wondered
if she actually let Doug put his cock in her mouth.
I instantly imagined what her pouty lips might look like
wrapped around a stiff cock. I had to shift position on
the couch so not to show my excitement.
At around eight she looked at her watch and said she
definitely had to get to bed since she would be driving
the rest of the way tomorrow. She crumpled her cute
little nose and asked me a question.
"You wouldn't happen to have anything to help me sleep?"
My heart stopped, all bets were off now, reverse
polarity. My mind reeled with possibilities, thoughts of
a drug induced Mary wondered in and out of my mind, my
cock grew rock hard. Could I really be thinking this?
Deanna noticed my pause and added, "I understand if you
feel funny about it, so it's okay if you don't."
I stammered, "No, No, I was just trying to think of what
I might have. I'm sure I have some of what Mary used to
take for her sleeplessness."
Deanna smiled. I melted, "Great," she said, "I have such
trouble sometimes falling asleep when we are away from
home."
I smiled back, "No problem, and I'll even make you some
tea to take back to your room with you. A double dose of
sleepiness for you." She laughed. "There's a phone in
your room. Why don't you call Doug and see how he's
doing?"
She got up, thanked me for my thoughtfulness and padded
off to her room.
I went to the kitchen and turned on the water, then
headed to the bathroom and found the pills. Am I really
going to do this? I would just die to touch her skin,
maybe even kiss those thighs, maybe more? I took out
three pills, Mary's usual dose. Deanna was a bit smaller
so it should be just fine. I found myself back in the
kitchen crushing up two of the pills and placing the
fine powder in the teacup. Holy shit! I'm really doing
this, holy fucking shit! My hand shook as I poured the
tea and stirred the powder till it disappeared.
"Doug's fine!" I almost jumped out of my skin as Deanna
popped into the kitchen. She giggled, "Oops, sorry to
scare you!"
I forced a laugh as she pointed to the counter, "That
it?"
"Yep, but be careful, it'll knock you out like a light!"
I couldn't believe I just said that.
She took the single pill in her hand and smiled at me,
"I'll be sure to be lying down when I take it." I
nodded. "You're so sweet" she added. She took the teacup
from my hand, "And I told Doug to call you later when he
gets there. So if you don't hear from him in another 2
hours, please wake me." She turned back to her room,
"Night!" she said over her shoulder as she disappeared
from sight.
I gulped and went to my own room. What if she tastes it
in the tea? What if she doesn't drink it? What if? What
if? My cock began to harden. What if she drinks it
completely? What could I do? What would I do? What will
I do? It was too perfect, she knew she was taking
sleeping pills so being groggy in the morning would
leave her no more suspicious. I grinned. I figured I'd
give her thirty minutes.
Thirty minutes can take so long.
At twenty-nine minutes and thirty seconds I could wait
no longer. I left my room. I quietly made my way through
the kitchen and down the hallway towards the guest room.
I stood in front of her door for several minutes in
silence.
I could hear the TV playing softly, but nothing else.
Time for the knock.
I knocked. No response. I knocked again and still
nothing. My shaking hand touched the knob and began to
turn it. It wouldn't budge. Locked? Oh geez. Not a
problem. I reached above the door and grabbed the
standard screwdriver shaped key. I knocked once more
before I inserted the key and slowly unlocked and opened
the door. My heart raced as I opened the door and
stepped in.
"Deanna?" I called softly. I stepped around the door and
there she lay, eyes shut, looking like a sleeping angel.
I stepped to the foot of the bed. "Deanna?" No response.
She was definitely out. Holy shit!
She wore only a long football jersey that came down to
mid thigh. I've always found woman in jerseys extremely
sexy and Deanna was no exception. She had no sweats on
though I'm sure she would have panties on. Her legs were
bare and gorgeous.
My cock, which had been surprisingly limp from
anxiousness grew quickly and demanded to be 'fixed' from
its cramped position. I arranged myself and stepped to
the head of the bed. A small wisp of hair fell over her
eyes and I instinctively brushed it back behind her ear.
Then I remembered the tea. If she hadn't touched it I
was already on dangerous ground. I looked over. My cock
grew more. It was nearly empty. I looked at her lying
there so peaceful. I whispered, "Deanna, tonight you're
mine."
I tested some more, calling her name louder and shaking
her arm looking for any sign of consciousness. Nothing,
nada, zero, zilch, none. This little Barbie was going to
be my sex doll for the night.
I didn't know what to do first, then finally decided to
start at the bottom, her toes. I moved to the foot of
the bed and touched her foot. Her toenails were painted
black, making even her feet sexy. I kissed her toes and
then her ankles, my eyes fixed on her face, still
searching for any movement. My eyes shifted downward
trying to get a glimpse up her shirt for a sign of
panties.
I wondered for a moment about what she might wear. A
thong? Doubtful. Tiger striped? Yeah, in my wildest. I
just prayed they wouldn't be the over the belly white
cottons. As I continued to kiss and taste her ankle, my
hand slid up and down her calf. My eyes roamed up and
down her body, fixating on the spots where her cute
little titties hid beneath number 85. God, I could see
them right now.
But no, wait, there was plenty of time, we had all
night. They looked very nice packaged in there. I loved
the small-breasted petite gals, so nice and firm. I
wondered if they would bounce around slightly when I
fucked her. And yes, I was going to fuck her, I had to.
In order to move up between her calves I needed to
spread her legs a bit, a task I found more erotic than I
could have imagined. Her legs spread without protest, in
a sense giving me the permission to spread them as far
as I would need in order get in position to stick my
cock in her. At this point I got up and removed my shirt
and pants, finally releasing a very hard and ready cock.
Looking down at her I found my hand already wrapped
around myself, stroking. My cock demanded attention, but
it would have to wait a little longer.
I lay back down between her legs, quickly kissing and
licking past her calves and knees. I relished the fact
that she hadn't showered or bathed, as I much more
prefer her true scent rather than that of soap. I knew
that each inch north I traveled her scent would
increase. I loved to torture myself. To reach the thighs
that I've lusted for a year now I would need to spread
her legs further still.
I gently pushed her knees apart even more. Her shirt
bottom now fell back to her hips and I could make out
her panties beneath. Oh, this was just going to be too
good.
Lying on my belly I let my hand caress her thigh. My
cock ground into the bed trying to fuck something. At
first I had thought I could spend weeks tasting her
thighs, but as soon as I got there I was implored to
move on, and up. I needed her pussy. I had to expose
what she held so secret to the outside world, to smell
what so very few, if any, had smelled, and to taste.
Had she ever let any man slide his tongue between her
lips and taste her clit before? If not, she was about
to. I pulled myself up further still and rose up on my
elbows, my face above where her pussy waited still
hidden. I slowly pushed her shirt further up totally
exposing her panties. Yes, she was a Victoria's Secret
girl, I should have known. I paused only a moment to
note her sexy belly before I leaned down to savor her
scent.
Oh yes, her scent was intoxicating. I placed a kiss in
the center of her sleek black panties. I looked up at
her face again. Still sleeping. I laughed at the thought
of what I might say if she suddenly woke up. What could
I say? I pushed the thought aside.
My hand pulled her panties tightly against her pussy,
the thumb of my other hand traced her slit from bottom
to top. Again I kissed the top of her inner thigh, now
up to her panty line. I had planned to wait just a
little longer before revealing her, but my thumb
unconsciously began hiking her panty to the side. My
kisses continued as her pussy was slowly unveiled before
me.
Before I realized it my lips met hers, my tongue already
beginning to part her slit. She tasted sweeter than I
could have imagined as I began to kiss and lick her
madly, it had been too long.
I had never done this to Mary during her little
'sleeps', I had only just stuck my cock in her, fucked
her for a few minutes, shot my load then I'd go to
sleep. Now this was something that I know every guy
dreams about, but would never admit to, a chance to just
do whatever he wanted to a beautiful girl. No pressure
to please, no worries of failure, just pure selfish
pleasure. Deanna, you can't imagine the gift you are
giving me right now, I thought.
My tongue continued within her, my fingers opening her
up to find her tiny clit. Once found I sucked hard
exposing it more. Then with a gentle rhythmic sucking
motion I pulled her in and out from between my teeth. I
imagined her hips moving wildly, her hand pulling my
head harder into her as she came.
I moved up the bed, now lying on my side beside her, her
head lay facing away from me. I kissed her neck, again
smelling the incredible perfume she wore. My free hand
began to wander her body, up her leg, lightly over her
pussy, her belly, then over her shirt to where her
little titties popped through. My hand moved back to her
smooth belly and then back up under her shirt.
At this point my cock was against her side rubbing on
her bare hip. It won't be long now. I bit her neck ever
so softly as my fingers found her breast. I knew if I
even touched my cock it would explode with cum. I kissed
her neck more, my hand now traveling from breast to
breast gently caressing them. I softly pinched the
nipples and they stiffened just slightly.
My heart skipped a few beats, as I had to sit her up
slightly in order to remove her shirt. Up on my knees
next to her I pulled the shirt over her head and she
softly fell back on the pillow, her long gorgeous hair
in disarray over her face.
I almost came when I saw her. I had realized she was
small on top, but now seeing this sleeping beauty lie
here almost nude almost put me in shock. Her petite
frame, semi-hairless pussy, tiny titties...god, she
looked like she could be 15! I leaned over and sucked on
each of her tits, my finger down between her legs
sliding in and out of her tight little cunt. God damned,
good thing was wasn't 15 because she was going to get
fucked no matter what! I sat back and admired her body
again. Gee, if I only had my camera.
How could I miss this? I quickly got off the bed and
managed to get the camera out of its hiding place
without too much trouble. I also snatched the tripod as
I figured I might need it as well. At least after
tonight I could relive this over and over through the
magic of video. I took several minutes of footage of
just her body, even rolling her over on her belly to get
a shot of her nice little ass.
There is nothing sexier than a sweet young thing in only
her panties. It was at this point I removed her panties
and exposed her completely. I forced my self to leave
the room quickly to grab my digital cam as well as there
would be many shots I could post on the 'net though I
could never show her face, lest I be caught for sure!
How many times could I cum tonight? I wondered...
I rolled her on her back again with her head near the
side of the bed. It was time for her to suck my cock.
Well I guess it would be more of me fucking her mouth. I
wasn't even sure it this would work, but I was going to
give it a try.
I looked at her beautiful little body as I stroked my
cock. Squeezing hard, a large drop of precum formed at
the end. I took hold of the camera with one hand and
focused on her face. Some shots shouldn't be missed.
I guided my cock to her lips where I slowly coated her
lips with the clear pre-cum from the tip of my cock. The
feeling of her lips touching my cock almost sent me
over. Her lips glistened as though was ready for a night
out.
I set the camcorder down, leaned over and kissed her now
wet lips, then I stood up, placed the camera on the
tripod and started filming. I once again placed my cock
at her lips. With one hand I held her chin while I began
pushing my cock slowly into her mouth. Back and forth I
worked deeper into her mouth, though not very deep as I
didn't want her to gag.
It was absolutely incredible. Her mouth was warm and wet
and my cock slid easily between her perfect lips. I was
surprised how well this was working.
By holding her chin with one hand and the back of her
head with the other I was able get a very good rhythm
going. I looked down at her nymphlike body. And suddenly
it was too late.
The first shot of cum went in her mouth, but I pulled
out quickly and began to douse her face, hair and neck
with wave after wave of jetting cum. My sleeping Deanna
was soaked. Holy shit. My cock was still hard and I slid
it back in her mouth one last time to clean it off. I
would need to clean her up a bit before round two could
begin. First though I would take a few pictures of her
cum soaked face.
Using my shirt I softly wiped the thick streams of cum
from her cheek. Much of it had already run down the side
of her neck. I didn't even bother with the cum that was
splattered in her gorgeous blonde hair. I wondered how
my pictures would come out, wanting to run to my
computer to see what her cum covered face looked like on
the screen. I knew I would be stroking myself to those
pics for a long time to come.
Clean enough for now I returned to feeling Deanna up. I
rubbed, squeezed, kissed and sucked on her tits for
quite a while before deciding it had been long enough. I
rolled her on her left side and got up on my knees. I
wanted a position where my hands would be free. With my
right hand I slowly raised her right leg. I moved
closer, straddling her left leg, my hard cock now aiming
directly at her sweet pussy. I lifted her leg higher and
placed it on my shoulder. My cock was now at her
opening.
Poor Deanna still sleeping peacefully unaware that her
legs were spread wide, a hungry cock about to enter her.
Using my hand I slowly started working myself inside
her.
She was quite dry still and I knew I might need some
help. I spit in my hand and stroked my cock until it was
good and slick. I used my other hand to open her lips
for me. In three strokes I was completely inside her. I
held her leg tight I began humping away. My left hand
squeezed her little ass. How I would love to fuck that,
but one can't be stupid. I did, at one point, work a
finger in her ass. I wondered briefly if Deanna would
enjoy my cock and finger alternatingly pumping her ass
and pussy with each stroke.
For a while I watched transfixed as my cock slide in and
out of her. I pumped harder. Each time my cock slammed
into her I could hear a breath come from her mouth. I
loved that sound and pumped even harder as my orgasm
built.
The ringing of the phone almost stopped my heart. I had
forgotten about Doug's call. I thought about letting it
ring and just cum. I was barely able to stop fucking
Deanna as I reached over and answered the bedside phone.
It was Doug all right, all worn out from his ride. He
had just gotten into work. How was Deanna? I looked down
at her, my cock buried deep inside her. Oh, she was
fine, I assured him the she was probably fast asleep.
"Great, I'll tell her, see you in the morning." I hung
up the phone, smiled, and began pumping Deanna again.
"Oh baby, oh baby, yes, mmmmm."
Cum flooded out my cock and inside Deanna. I was sure I
would never stop cumming. My spasms finally subsided
though, and I softly kissed her calf and slowly lowered
her leg. My soft cock slid out of her. I was covered
with sweat. I lay down beside her and kissed her back. I
had never felt better.
I fucked her a few more times that night. Of course I
needed a few breaks for food and beer. Then, every so
often, I would think of the naked girl in the next room
and I would have to go back.
I was only able to cum once more that night but that
didn't stop me from enjoying her. Once I put her high
heels on her tiny feet and then proceeded to pin her
knees back to her shoulders and fuck her as her toes
pointed to the ceiling. My kinkier side found her
blindfolded, face down, her hands and feet tied to the
bedposts. I placed a pillow under her belly and fucked
my bound princess from behind.
It was quite late when I decided I was too tired to fuck
her anymore. I took a quick shower and had a cold drink.
Having only cum twice I had really wanted to cum once
more. I walked back into her room and she lay there
perfect, naked, and beautiful. My cock grew hard once
more. I climbed on the bed one last time. I moved
between her legs, working my cock in her once again. I
laid on her gently, her breasts pressed against my
chest. I kissed her cheek, lips, and eyelids as I fucked
her.
I enjoyed this last fuck, wondering if I would ever get
to be with such a sweet little thing again. After I came
in Deanna I kissed her one last time. I'd probably never
see her again. Well, not in person anyway.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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