1. Adult Toy Story


    Date: 12/29/2023, Categories: Diary , BDSM Bondage and restriction Consensual Sex Hardcore Monster, Toys, Author: Krombomich, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... me with the knowledge of how amazing it is to penetrate a warm cunt. I’ve turned your Barbie doll into a cum dump but the hole I made through her painted-on panties doesn’t come close to my memories of the real thing. Barbie! Get your ass over here. Monologing makes me horny.

Everything

makes me horny.”

“Yes, Mr. Bear.” My Barbie crawled up the bedsheets using only her arms and dragging her lower body behind.

“Her legs don’t work too well anymore, but since I made her anatomically correct, that little slut spends more time riding my cock than she ever did walking. She loves being treated like trash but throwing her

in

the trash, that was cold even by bear standards.”

I moaned an apology to my Barbie through the gag, but she was too busy impaling her hourglass waist and stretching her vinyl skin over the hard rubber cock like a disturbing condom to listen. Her printed face was distorted in ecstasy.

Learning that my captor was not an imposing man, but a cute bear desperately lonely like me and a little too horny for his own good (also like me) had been like a slowly dissolving pill of relief in my stomach. I was beginning to envy the orgasmic doll getting bear-handled against my armpit. Not that I wanted to mount a cock so proportionally large it made my eyes bulge out, but I wanted to feel whatever had her toes spreading and curling despite having feet cast from a mold.

Being dominated had been a repressed kink of mine for a while, held in check by ...
    ... feelings of guilt and the fear that objectification in the bedroom would affect the fragile power dynamics of an otherwise healthy relationship. But being the sex toy

of a sex toy

? That evens the playing field.

Mr. Bear continued to fuck my Barbie like bragging about what he could do to me despite only being as tall as his dick. I now know that monologing is how he deals with his insecurities. “Your mother doesn’t live here anymore, you know. She’s been living with her boyfriend since you left the nest. She’s only keeping this house because you’re father’s paying the mortgage. But I haven’t been waiting for

her

all these years. I’ve been waiting for

you

. You have no idea how much jizz I’ve dumped listening to Barbie’s stories about how you masturbated with your 10-in-1 multicolored click pen.”

Couldn’t hold back a blush of confirmation there. That Barbie had watched me do some pretty cringe stuff.

“I’m so sorry,” Barbie cried out to me between moans.

“And now that you’re here,” Mr. Bear continued, “I have a lifetime of wet dreams to act out on...”

“Mmm mmmm!” resonated through my gag. I didn’t try to say real words; I just wanted to interject.

“Erm, yes? Gaggie, give her some space, please.”

The ball stopped rubbing on my tongue and squeezed itself between the top and bottom teeth of my stretched jaw.

My words were still partly muffled and dripping with drool, but most syllables were clear enough. “I thought you said sex toys didn’t ...
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