The Live-In, Free Use, Girl

Jordan was pretty drunk. He didn’t know how drunk he was until he tried to get his key into the door. He had to try three times to get it into the slot, and once he did, he had trouble keeping upright as he turned the knob and let himself in.

Dan followed him inside, equally as drunk and carrying half of a thirty-pack in his arms. He waited until Jordan turned the lights on before he stepped in. He had only known Jordan for a couple of weeks, and he was unfamiliar with the abode he was stepping into.

They had met at a casino. They both played poker, and after Dan saw Jordan take down a pretty big fish during a session together he offered to buy him a beer and talk a bit of shop. Since that day they had played and drank together quite a bit.

This particular evening they hadn’t played poker. They just went to the bar and played pool. There were some girls there but both guys struck out. Jordan told his buddy not to worry about it, but all Dan could think about as he walked through the apartment’s living room was how nice it would have been to enjoy their beers with the girls from the bar.

“Man, that red-headed one that you were chatting up was so hot,” Dan said. He put the beers on the counter and then pulled one out, popping it and chugging down a quarter before he put it back down.

“Yeah, she was,” Jordan said. “Nice little white girl. I love them.”

“I was surprised you weren’t as disappointed that they weren’t going to come back as I was. I was ready to get my dick wet. Now it’s just us and these beers.”

“Nah, I don’t worry about that shit. You end up worrying about that stuff and it drives you crazy. Besides, I always have a backup plan. Drink up. Let’s get some of these down and then I’ll show you something cool.”

Dan took another pull from his beer and then he and Jordan began conversing. They talked about games they had played before they met each other, they talked about the basketball game that was on the night before, and they talked about the women at the bar. Dan just couldn’t get his mind off of them.

“You really are bummed out about those girls, huh?” Jordan asked. “I never really stress out like that.”

“Yeah? You just never are hard up or something?”

“Hell no. I took care of that years ago. You wanna see?”

“What the fuck… Do I wanna see? What do you mean by that?”

“Just stay here. Let me show you something.”

Jordan left the room and Dan stood there in the dining room sipping his beer until he got to the bottom of the can. He was pretty drunk and he was feeling like maybe he should leave. He wasn’t sure what this guy was going to pull out, and he wasn’t certain he really wanted to find out.

But when his new friend did come back, he was glad that he decided to wait.

Jordan led her out by the hand. She was completely nude, with shining strawberry blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. She had a smile on her face as he led her out. Dan felt his cock straighten as soon as he saw her. She was stunning and even better looking than both of the women who they were speaking with at the bar.

“What the fuck is…”

“This is Cynthia. She is my live-in. You ever heard of those?”

“I mean… I had seen shit online about stuff like that but… I didn’t know it was really a thing.”

“I met her in Vegas years ago and she moved out here with me. Huh, baby?”

He smacked her backside, pushing her towards Dan. Dan stared at her, open-mouthed and curious as to what would happen next.

Live-ins, as Jordan had referred to them, was a new thing that was taking place across the world. Men and women would offer their services to the affluent and wealthy. In return for lodging, the agreement was typical that the live-in would offer their bodies to be used at the creditor’s leisure. This is exactly what happened with Cynthia. She didn’t need money, nor was she from any extreme background. She just didn’t like work, and she loved being used by Jordan, so it was a win-win for both of them.

She thought Dan was cute too. She locked eyes with him and smiled wider as Jordan pushed her down to her knees in front of the two of them.

That was when Jordan started pawing at her. He was rough. His dark hands explored her body, pulling her nipples and squeezing her labia. He growled as he felt her getting wet.

“What good little slut you are,” Jordan said. “Such a good little slut…”

She had a great ass. That was what Dan kept thinking as he saw his friend manhandling her. She was fairly small but she had an amazing rear end that stuck out and looked tremendous behind her. He felt himself getting harder then, practically tearing through his slacks that he had worn out that evening.

“Do you want to share her?” Jordan asked. He said it very nonchalantly. His grip around her pussy tightened.

“Uh, I don’t know. I have never done something like that before.”

“Well, she’s loves being taken by multiple people. But we can always take turns on her.”

“Could I go first then?”

“Sure, here, take her.”

Jordan grabbed a hold of the back of her hair and clutched it tight while he held it out for Dan to take. Dan stumbled forward a couple of steps and then grabbed the clump of hair from Jordan’s grasp. He was not aware of how drunk he was until he took a hold of the golden strands, but he was also thinking that at least he had something to take out that drunk energy on now.

He didn’t know what to do at first. He just held her in his hands while he looked her over. His heart was pounding hard in his ribs and he started to feel sweat begin to stream down his back.

“I can do whatever I want to you?” he asked her.

“Yes, you can.”


Her eyes moved from between the two men in front of her while she calculated her next words.

“Because it’s what I want more than anything. It’s all I think about. I live to be used like this.”

That statement ignited something deep inside Dan at that moment. He forced her face into his crotch, rubbing her along his girth and holding her there while he undid his pants. His belt came off and then when his zipper fell, he was stepping out of them and slapping his free cock along her face. He had never felt so powerful before. He felt that flow through his chest and down into his staff. He felt amazing once he dipped his head between her lips and then even more when he began to fuck her face as hard as he could.

He felt his dick jamming down her throat and he felt his abdomen slamming into her but that didn’t stop him. All he could think about was how good it felt to be fucking someone after a long night of drinking, and best yet, someone he didn’t even have to try hard for. She just sat around all night, waiting to be fucked.

Her throat felt bottomless. When he thought she wouldn’t be able to get anymore down, but then she surprised him, opening up wider for him as he pushed through, enveloping his member over and over down her gullet.

Next, she was on all fours, taking him from behind. He started slowly, licking her ear and squeezing her ass while he slid in and out of her. Then, he couldn’t hold himself back. He was fucking her hard, almost making her slide across the floor while he did so. He held her still while he finished inside of her; a massive load inside of her womb. He was so excited by his conquest that even after he pulled himself out of her, he felt his cock still hard and pulsing.

Jordan was on her as soon as his buddy was out of her. He knelt next to her head and guided her mouth onto him. He bucked his hips violently back and forth for a couple of seconds before letting go of his own rope of essence right onto the girl’s waiting tongue.

Dan stood over them, watching as his friend waited until his unit went soft before pulling it out of his live-in’s mouth. His stick flopped out, sloppy and wet, against her chin and then was placed back into Jordan’s boxers.

“Can I have another go?” Dan asked. He was breathless, but he also couldn’t forget the feeling of being inside of her.

“Of course, man,” Jordan said.

That was all Dan needed. He crawled on top of the woman and inserted himself inside of her again. He could feel what he left inside of her as he positioned her legs onto his shoulders and pushed forward. He felt like he was in heaven when he had her warm folds accept him once again. He pressed his weight into her and then began to wail away, his pelvis slapping into her.

He kept on thinking of how crazy this was. He had barely known Jordan, and he had never met this girl before a couple of moments prior, but here he was, balls deep in her, about to deposit his second load into her. When it came, he froze, moaning loudly as nothing but his scrotum and shaft moved while he spilled himself out and into her once again.

He grabbed ahold of her hair and pulled it as he kissed her chest and neck. He looked up at Jordan as he slid his cock in and out of her messy pussy.

“Holy shit man. Can I just use her as much as I want while I stay the night?”

“Of course bud,” Jordan said. He slapped his friend on the back. “She’s all yours. Maybe you can even borrow her for a bit. I wouldn’t mind.”

Dan’s cock still hadn’t gotten soft, and as he heard his friend’s proposal while looking down and seeing Cynthia nod in approval, he felt a third wind coming along as he stroked in and out of this woman’s slit.

He wondered if he was ever going to lose the erection he had at that moment.

High Off Cock

Peg took another swig of her wine glass while she looked for the perfect song. She wiggled in her dress. Although she loved dressing up and feeling sexy, she only did this every so often, and with her new challenge this evening, she wanted to look pretty for the occasion even if she felt a bit uncomfortable through it. Any time she would make out any sound coming from the bedroom, she would feel tempted to touch herself. But she didn’t. She wanted everything to go perfectly. She had planned and saved for this moment for weeks, and she had always pictured herself calm through her fantasies.

She heard the doorbell ring and she picked up her glass and drained it before smoothing out her dress. She could make out her reflection in the microwave, and she used it to check her lipstick before strutting to the front door to open it.

Typically, Peg didn’t like how she looked. She didn’t like her curly, brown hair. She didn’t like her dull brown eyes or her coffee complexion. She also didn’t like how her tits stuck out so far compared to the rest of her body. If given enough time and energy, Peg could probably find a million things wrong with her body. But when it came to events like this, she didn’t feel ugly. She felt amazing. She felt sexy. She felt unattainable and slutty all at the same time.

She opened the door and he was standing there. He looked just like he did online. No, even better. His body looked like it was chiseled from granite and he had that strong jawline that you would only see in comic books or movies. He was also completely nude. His cock and balls were completely shaved, and its thick girth made Peg’s mouth begin to water.

“Hi,” the man said. “I’m Carlos. I’m the dick for the evening.”

Peg was on top of him. He was taller than her, but when she reached up and pulled his short blond hair he complied with her tugging immediately, lowering himself and meeting her mouth with his. She was all over him, pressing her body against his and rubbing her pussy against his thigh. He could feel how wet she was and Carlos mentally noted that he had never had a woman who was this soaked starting off before.

Carlos hadn’t been in this business long. Hell, the entire Freeuse thing was still rather new. But he liked the job. Carlos loved being used by people. He felt he was good at it too. He always got calls from his company. He knew that wasn’t the case with all of the guys. They told him so in their workgroup chat.

At that point, Peg was practically panting. She kept on muttering to herself things about Carlos and his body. She grabbed a hold of his balls while she licked his chest, then she let her free hand reach around to his backside, squeezing his cheek until she was sure he would cry out. But he didn’t. He stood there and accepted it all and did so with a smile on his face.

“Come in, come in,” Peg said as she led him inside. “I’m so fucking horny. I want to get to it right away.”

“Sure miss. I’m sorry you are so horny. We’ll take care of that, no problem.”

Peg never considered herself normal. Even before the Freeuse movement had “liberated” everyone’s sexuality, she had always been this way. She just couldn’t be as open about it. But the past couple of years had changed that. When she first heard about this service from a girlfriend at work, she took the rest of the day off and rushed home to inquire further into it. A service that supplies men directly to your door. All of them guaranteed to last longer and get harder than the average guy. She always figured the reason for the service was due to sex being so autonomously handed out that the brothels out there had to do something to compete. But Peg never did figure out the reason why, and honestly, she didn’t really care. She only cared about fucking, and at that moment she was thinking of savoring Carlos all night long.

Carlos was hard then. He was really turned on by how Peg was being with him. The women who treated him solely as an object were his favorite. One of his favorite things was just sitting there with his cock hard and some random woman bouncing on him while she watched some random cooking show. Peg was doing exactly that. She wasn’t even looking him in the eye. She was wrapping herself around him and finding every inch of his body that she could explore.

Suddenly, Peg’s attention moved from Carlos. She looked over to a hallway that was connected to the living room.

“Come,” she said. She grabbed a hold of his cock and lead him. He went after her, feeling his member throb and harden in her grip.

She opened the door and Carlos took a step back. There sat Henry. He also was nude and looked similar to Carlos in stature, but his skin was a bit darker and he kept his head shaved completely bald. He and Carlos locked eyes as Peg closed the door behind them.

“You have one already?” Carlos asked.

“Yeah, I do. That a problem?”

Carlos didn’t say anything. He had heard about people being able to get two men at the same time, sometimes even three, but he didn’t believe it. The demand had been insane. In order for this woman to have two of them, she either had to have pulled in a huge favor or paid a ton of money.

Carlos snapped back to reality right then. Peg was moving him again. She placed him next to the other one and then kneeled between them. She had a hold of both of them in her hands, looking from back and forth at them at, her bottom lip between her teeth while she decided which she would take first. She couldn’t decide, so she simply began to rub both on her face as she let out a long sigh. Her dreams were exactly like this, right down to the music and lighting. After she had seen the photos of the men she had been able to make the picture more clear. But now it was actually happening. She could feel their warmth through their appendages as they rubbed against her face.

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” she whispered. The men couldn’t hear her. That didn’t matter anyway. She wasn’t talking to them. She was talking to herself. She was silently celebrating her achievement of this. She had known one of the higher-ups in the company that employed the men. It took a lot of begging and pleading to get Carlos and Henry together. Peg was going to make this all worth it. Now she was going to do everything and anything her mind could think up.

“Let the fun begin, boys,” she said.

She began to lick them. She paid no attention to their reactions. She knew they enjoyed it by the way they stayed hard. These two weren’t her very first Freeuse session, so she was used to the silence they brought. She filled the room with her own slurps and compliments. She admired different things about them both. She liked how thick Carlos was, but she also loved the way that Henry was so easy to slip down her throat. She loved that. She gagged on Henry until it got nice and sloppy and then tried the same with Carlos but couldn’t quite get it down.

“Push on my head,” she told him, looking up after spitting him out. She kept the other one in her hand while she stroked. Carlos did as he was asked, grabbing her and shoving himself in, getting as far down as he could.

Peg coughed and moaned and then kept herself locked on him while she took both of her hands and started to massage her clit. She came like that. She tried to stop herself. She didn’t want to get too sore or tired. She wanted to cherish her time with these two. That would mean pacing herself. Holding this one back, though, was impossible. It was simply too much. She hugged the thigh in front of her while her body shook. She kept him trapped in her mouth while she did it, her tongue lapping at him while she rode the wave.

“I think I’m ready to fuck one of you now,” she said. She had always wanted to have sex in front of someone. She had decided the night before that this was going to be something she would try after getting both of them here. “One is going to fuck me while the other watches.”

He grabbed Henry and placed him between her legs. She pulled up her dress and lifted her heeled feet. He stepped forward and let his cock stand at attention right near the edge of the mattress where she was laying. Carlos watched over them both, his gaze frozen like Peg had requested. He showed no expression as his coworker entered her. Peg instructed Henry what to do from below.

“Just like that. Don’t fucking slow down. You pound me like a machine. Just like that. No slowing down.”

Henry didn’t have his expression change either. His days were filled with moments like this. He just did as he was told. But, he did find Peg fascinating. Sure, he had come across people who were very enthusiastic about having him at their leisure, but Peg held energy that he had never seen before. She looked completely lost in it all.

“Do you like the way he fucks me, Carlos? He’s fucking me so hard. Do you like it? Does it make your cock even harder? Are you going to fuck me like this next? You better. I want you to take me just like this, but right now, you are just going to watch. Just stand there and watch him fuck me.”

Peg felt high. She had not known that her body would react like this, but she felt lightheaded and euphoric. The only thing she could compare it to was the time she took mushrooms in college and did nothing but listen to EDM for hours while staring at a poster and lights in her room. She felt safe, calm, and most importantly, lost in the moment. It was almost exactly as she envisioned it.

She came again right then. She reached down and held her clit between two fingers and squeezed lightly before she felt the crest wash over her. It was more intense than the first one. She wasn’t sure if it was because she was being penetrated, or if she was just further losing herself in that moment. Her back arched. She grabbed a fistful of sheets. Her gaze drifted back from each of the men. She grabbed Carlos and pulled him in close, placing his cock into her mouth and sucking on it hard while the last of her orgasm faded away. She kept both of them inside of her, savoring the feeling of having both men servicing her, only worrying about her needs instead of their own.

She pulled Henry out and then did the same with Carlos. She turned on to her side and rolled her knees up to her chest, grabbing them and hugging them tight while she let the feeling of her freshly fucked pussy to run through her entire being.

“I think I need a rest,” she said. “Just lay here, next to me. You can sleep for a while.”

She didn’t wait for a response. She closed her eyes and hugged herself closer as she felt the men lay down next to her. She drifted off to sleep soon after. Carlos and Henry looked over at one another from over her body as she began to lightly snore.

“So you are in the group chat too, right?” Carlos asked.

“Yeah, I think I recognize your name.”

“You got any bookings tomorrow night too?”

“Dude, they got me filling in everywhere. I love it though, can’t complain…”

Carlos woke up a couple of hours later.

He felt amazing. He was having the most intense dream he had ever experienced. He was dreaming that he was standing in front of a group of girls and they each were taking turns sucking him off. Once one was done, they would take him out of their mouth and the next one would take her place. He kept on coming in them. First, it was just mouths, and then it was their vaginas. They would mount on top of him and he would let them ride him and then after a bit, he would pump a load in them but stay hard after. Then another girl would climb onto his shaft and after stroking him for a bit and placing him at their lips he would feel them slide down and use the cum that still was left on him as lube and then it would repeat. It was so magical that he almost, almost regretted opening his eyes that night and waking up.

He had dozed off while waiting for the woman to wake. He hadn’t been out that long. Maybe about an hour or so. When he went down, Henry also figured that he would get some sleep, so he closed his eyes as well and dozed off on the other side of the client.

She was the first to wake. Peg had woke up next to the two men and she reached down and touched herself. She stared at the ceiling while she invaded herself with three fingers. She held her breath and bit her bottom lip. She froze there while looking at both of them over again. Their perfect bodies looked liked statues. She felt herself close to coming but she stopped herself. She told herself to wait. This wasn’t a sprint. But that logic was so hard to understand right there. What was the point of that anyway? Her head was still debating it when she began to stroke them both.

Peg felt like she was in heaven. Both of them were in her hands and she was going slowly along their lengths, feeling them harden in her palm as she did so. Her nipples began to harden. She was having trouble catching her breath after a couple of minutes. Her clit was on fire too, throbbing harder than it ever had in her life before.

Lust was permeating through her now. She felt it building with each passing second of having their cocks in her hand. She needed on in her mouth then. It was Carlos she chose first. She gobbled him up and held him while still keeping her hands on Henry. Then, Henry was in her mouth. She was cock drunk. She could taste their salty pre-cum leaking out and it made her even hornier. She was thinking of millions of things to do right then, but she could only do one at a time, and it was driving her crazy.

Henry woke then, and before he could even get a word out she was mounting his face. She climbed up the headboard and held herself against it while grinding into his face. He opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and she could feel that mixed with his morning stubble and it felt wonderful. She would pull back his head and stare into his eyes every so often before shoving him back in there, throwing her head back while letting out a long moan.

She felt amazing, but even this wasn’t enough. She felt like the other one was going to waste. So she repositioned herself. She turned and laid down Henry so that he was flat on the bed. She was facing his cock when she sunk down on him again, grinding down on him even harder than before. She leaned over Carlos and took him in her mouth with a little bit of maneuvering. That was about when he awoke. He saw Peg grinding her pussy in his coworker’s face while attempting to deepthroating him.

She was lost in it. She had her eyes closed tight as she worked over both of them. She loved having both of them at her disposal. She could do whatever she wanted. She kept on letting that thought sit at the forefront. She knew she wanted this, but until the exact moment, she didn’t realize how badly that was. She came in Henry’s mouth. She took Carlos out of her and leaned her head to the side of him and rested as she felt herself melt around the man’s tongue. Carlos pet her hair lightly as she came, and she let out a stuttered sigh when she was finished.

“Now come on me,” she said. She placed a small kiss on the scrotum in front of her followed by a long lick. “Fucking use my body and come. Both of you.”

Carlos lifted her up and placed her on her back. He entered her and pounded her and held her down while he did so. His pace was feverish. She had told him to come and he was working at that as quickly as he could. After about three minutes of hard and fast hammering, he pulled out and began to stroke his cock over her open gap. As soon as he was out Henry replaced him. Carlos shot his load between her jaws. She swallowed some but she loved the way it laid hot on her lips and chin so she left it there while she looked up at Henry.

“That’s it. Right there. Fucking use it. Don’t pull out.”

Henry did that. He was so turned on by the whole spectacle that when she told him to come and not pull out he immediately clenched and let out a long stream of cum. He let his cock lay in her until he was completely done. Peg loved that he did that. She laid under both of them with a glassy-eyed look on her face.

“Oh, fuck… That was amazing. Just amazing.”

Just as before, Peg pulled herself from under the man on top of her and rested on her side with her knees hugging her chest. The men looked at one another while she began muttering to herself.

“That’s exactly what I wanted… Oh my… I think I am gonna rest again and come up with something else.”

The two men nodded and moved back to where they lay before she woke them, picking up their conversation from before.

“So you plan on going on the company ski trip?” Carlos asked.

“They said they would pick me to go, but I heard they already had everyone booked. It sounds amazing.”

“Yeah, the managers were talking about it yesterday. It sounds amazing.”

Peg paid no attention to them. She was still lost in the moment. Her fingers were playing with the cum left on her abdomen while she began to think up what she had in store next…

Built To Be Fucked

Dean and Gary were still a bit drunk. It had been a long night, and after the booze had run out at the party, they decided to stay and smoke with the girls. Samantha had spent almost the entire night on Dean’s lap, but when the sun started to rise, she said she had to get home to get ready for her shift at work. It was frustrating, but there wasn’t much he could do about it.

“I told you she is a cock tease,” Gary said. He was drinking from a water bottle, spitting occasionally on the sidewalk as he tried to wash out the taste of smoke and whiskey. “She does that all the time.”

“You don’t know shit. You think everyone is a cock tease because you never get any.”

It was Dean who saw her first. They turned a corner so that they could cut through the university housing to get to Gary’s apartment. The street was completely void of people except for a woman. She was sitting at the bus stop, with her legs straight out in front of her. She was wearing the kinkiest outfit the boys have ever seen in real life. Dean had only thought women dressed up like that in pornos, but as he got closer, he saw that there was one, in the flesh, with her head to the side as she stared forward, unmoving.

“Do you think she’s okay?” Gary asked.

The boys had stopped in front of her and were looking over her now. She was tiny compared to both of them. She was a Latina, with a petite body and handfuls for breasts. Her legs were long and tanned, and her bottoms were small shorts that seemed to barely cover her. Her hair was a deep black and her lips were a bright red.

“She, or it?” Dean asked.

Gary was confused by the question. He took a half step forward and gently placed his hand on the woman’s leg.

“Ma’am?” he said, gently.

When his fingers touched her fishnet covered legs, she sprang up, her lips turning into a smile as she leaned forward and began to run her hands over Gary’s chest and thighs.

“Oh, are you here to play with me?” she asked. Her voice was thick with lust and she began to slowly let her fingers meet along with Gary’s now growing erection. “Are you here to fuck me…?”

“What the…” Gary jolted back, his heart jumping in his chest. The moment his hand left her thigh, the woman sank down into the bus bench again, her body becoming limp and formless.

Dean began to laugh. “I knew it. She isn’t a woman. It’s one of those sexbots. She’s probably straight from the assembly line in Japan.”

Gary looked down at her again and shook his head.

“No way dude. Look at her. There’s no way she isn’t real.”

“I mean, she’s definitely real. But not human. Look at her. I’ve read about these things. Some have settings like this. You can position them any way you want and go to town. Not just that, apparently they are self-lubricating.”

The words were flying through Gary’s head, but he was still having trouble processing them.

“Who the fuck would leave something like that out here?” Gary asked. “She must be worth a fortune…”

“Probably one of those rich college kids out here dude. Mommy and daddy sent them money for books and they decided on this thing. Wonder if she was at a frat party last night and someone just left her there by mistake?”

Dean approached her this time. He placed his head on the top of her head and she sprang to life like before, this time running her hands over his body. He didn’t pull back like Gary though. He was too busy mixing this android’s looks with that of Samantha’s, and he could feel his cock pressing hard against his denim now.

“Oh, do I get two men right now?” the android said. “Two cocks inside of me? Or even just two loads. You don’t even have to put them inside. I’m made just for you two to use.”

“Good girl,” Dean said. “Whoever set you up made you the perfect little cock sleeve, didn’t they?”

“Yes sir, that’s what I’m here for.”

Dean unbuckled himself and jerked his cock out of the hole in his boxers. He could see the cum dripping out of it already, and he was excited as he pressed it against her lips. Once inside, he felt her warm and wet tongue begin doing the work for him. It felt nothing like he would figure it would. Not coldness or metal pressing on him. Just a wet hole that he could enjoy at his whim. He let out a sigh as the robot sank deeper down his shaft, deepthroating him while lapping her tongue against his scrotum.

“Fuck… You really were built for this, weren’t you…”

Gary watched on from behind, wondering if it was a good idea to be out in public and using this doll. But Dean looked like he was in heaven. His friend was letting out sighs and moans and he could hear the bot slurping and sucking. She sounded like she was making a mess of him. Gary felt his rod stiffening inside his own jeans, and he was wondering if he hurried if he could fuck this thing before anyone came and saw them.

Dean pulled his cock out, slowly, from her open mouth. When it came out fully from her wet hole, she licked the tip of it like it was an ice cream cone. He began to beat it against her tongue and her cheek, and she cooed her appreciation.

“All you were made for was this, isn’t it?” Dean asked. He was sweating bullets then. “Made for being fucked.”

“Yes, sir. That’s all I am good for.”

Dean shoved himself deep down her throat again. She spread her legs then, and Gary let his jaw drop as he looked down on her spread eagle in front of him. The tight shorts that she was wearing that day had a slit down the middle of them. The more she spread her legs wide, the more her pussy and asshole were exposed. They didn’t look fake either. Gary took two looks to each side of him before snaking out his penis through his zipper and approaching the doll with his member gliding back and forth in the wind.

Gary felt a warm lube encase him when he got inside the thing. She clamped around him, but it didn’t feel overly tight or painful. It felt like a tight girl who could clench her clam around him. He had been with those ones before. Each time he pumped he felt his balls begin to fill up a bit more. Meanwhile, Dean was now feeling her nose crash against the pelvis. Her drool was everywhere. It didn’t feel synthetic either. It felt and looked like true to life spit. It began to slowly roll down his right testicle and down between his balls and his asshole. That is when the first rope left his body. She smiled even with her mouth filled. He grabbed the back of her head and held her still as he pumped load after load into her fake throat. She hummed and her tongue began to slightly vibrate as she pressed it against his helmet, causing his body to spasm once more.

Gary had only begun to fuck her but she was too much. She was made for this, after all. He felt his balls rise in his scrotum and them he shot inside of it. She twisted her legs around his body and pressed him in so that his cock was pressed against her back wall. He felt her completely around him and he wanted to stay like that forever. He kept on coming too, oozing out a large puddle that collected inside of the artificial woman. He let his body stiffen as he let the last of it out, groaning as he ground his cock deep into the tight portal it had found.

The men stood and looked at one another. Each of them turned away from the other as they put themselves back together and zipped themselves up. The woman was no longer being touched, and she was now laying across the bench with a smile on her frozen face, cum still hanging from her cheek. Gary had thought of taking it home with him, but he felt an odd tremor slowly creep up his spine as he looked down again at the life-like doll, seeing life in it just moments before and now laying there inert.

“Come on, I need some breakfast and some sleep,” Dean said.

They walked off, leaving her there where they found her.