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Can-O-Sex

... cock! Her blue eyes stared into mine as she licked and sucked! She squeezed my rod between her bright red lips as she bobbed her head up and down. Her golden locks felt silky smooth to my fingers, but her cheek was strangely rubbery.

I exploded into the blonde’s mouth as she eagerly sucked out my cum, then she swallowed it down. As I panted in joy and fatigue, she said her only words of the night, “I’m single use. I need a shower.” I was too caught up in afterglow to wonder what she meant. I gaped at her big sexy boobs as she turned to walk away. She picked up the cans and tossed them in the trash on the way to the bathroom.

‘Amy Anal’ from another can label sat in my lap and started rocking her pelvis. I was hard again almost instantly. She stood and lowered herself slowly, guiding my rigid rod into her tight but surprisingly slippery anus with her rubbery hand.

I moaned with pleasure as she rode me, squeezing my cock with her wonderfully tight anal ring. It was taking much longer than my first climax and felt even better. In the porno, the guy stuffed his huge dong into a woman’s ass while the other one fondled her boobs. The woman on TV had a pained look on her face, but the one bouncing in my lap was smiling and moaning with pleasure.

When I pumped cum into her tight butthole, most of my muscles clenched and I held her hips tightly, pulling her down as I tried to shove my cock in even deeper. I panted a while and let her up. As she stood I offered, “I don’t ...

... have much, but would you like some orange juice or a cookie?”

She strangely said, “I’m single use. I need a shower.”

I saw semen running down her leg as she walked toward the bathroom. I followed her, then gasped in horror as I saw her start to melt as she stepped under the stream of water.

I urgently asked, “WHAT’S WRONG?”

I heard a smile in her voice as the disfigured form merrily repeated, “I’m single use. I need a shower.” I froze in shock while she slowly turned to mush and slumped to the floor. Half a minute later only a flesh-colored blob the size of my foot remained. It slowly dissolved and flowed down the drain as I pondered the night’s events.

She was a thing, not a person. She wasn’t in pain or even upset while she dissolved away. She seemed almost happy to go. The first one had melted herself without a fuss. If I hadn’t been watching, ‘Amy Anal’ would have too.

The pair of beauties only cost me an hour’s pay and I’d enjoyed some of the best sex of my life.

I didn’t need to worry about pregnancy, diseases, dating, or even talking much.

I slowly realized I’d found the best thing since cave people discovered fire! Beautiful and nearly free girls eagerly screwed me, then just went away! Maybe they were even better than fire!

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Before I went to my first appointment of the morning, I drove to the convenience store and bought all the ‘Can-O-Sex’ they had left, including two cases from the storeroom in back. As I walked into a restaurant for ...