For Demonstration Purposes Only - Sex Stories

For Demonstration Purposes Only

... biggest one since it was the most expensive.

“Oh... Is that the biggest one you got?” Whitney replied with an exaggerated pout of disappointment. “My girlfriend is built like Wonder Woman; she wouldn't even feel that little prick.”

“Hmmm..." Melanie’s mom smelled blood in the water. She wasn’t allowed to sell them until the official launch date next week, but the profit margin alone on two of the mega Bad Dragon monsters cocks she had stashed in the back would pay the store's rent this week. She could even afford to give Melanie a little something for her trouble if she made the sale. And to think her naive daughter with no business sense told her that nobody in their right mind would be interested in dildos that big.

It took fifteen minutes for Melanie’s mom to find and unpack the Bad Dragon special edition Hole Busters, a length of time well spent by the blondes who resumed driving the studs of the paddle into the tender flesh of the suspended punching bag's throbbing ass and pussy while holding a vibrator at maximum setting on her clit rubbed raw. Melanie's latest shameful orgasm and sent her head back, lifeless. Her brain was turned off while the girls got fitted, locked, and loaded, with their new gear.

The bulbous dragon cocks, one purple, one green, and both covered with unnatural and painful-looking ridges and bumps along their twenty-inch shafts were heavy in the blondes' hands but once attached to the harness, it felt right. And powerful. After a quick ...

... bout of childish cock fencing, they walked over to the drooling mess of their own creation.

Melanie’s first sensation after the cortex reboot was pain. She could feel her heartbeat on the red patches of her buttcheeks and around the plug that had been nailed an extra inch deeper into her rectum from all the hammering. The second sensation was horror. It came after opening her eyes and seeing fist-size snakeheads poking from under the skirt of blurry college girls, out of focus far behind.

A momentary mercy? Whitney removed Melanie's ball gag. It felt good to breathe properly, but her first deep breath was her last in a long time for that is the hole that Busty Blonde #1 decided to try her new cock on.

"Mom..." was her chosen last word before her mouth filled with an unusually bulbous shape of hard rubber.

The vibrator was abandoned, the handle unattended between her breasts squeezed between suspended arms. But the massaging head was very much still alive and stuck in her thigh gap, buzzing at her clit like a tireless bee, ravaging her mind, and sending shockwaves of unwanted orgasms all through her body. If she could have relaxed her muscles, it might have made the mismatched penetration easier to bear. The cocks were coming in hard and careless, and she was tensed like a statue made of densely packed meat.

"Don't have all the answers now, do you?" The head of Whitney's dragon cock was pressing hard against the opening of Melanie's throat and making her cheeks ...