For Demonstration Purposes Only - Sex Stories

For Demonstration Purposes Only

... But did it have to be these two?

Whitney and Mckenna, the bitchest bitches of this whole bitch world. Whitney was the dumb one and Mckenna was the

really

dumb one. The two were inseparable after probably meeting at a big-tittied dumb blonde convention.

“Can I help you, ladies? Would you like a demonstration of our featured items? See how quickly it can bring a young woman like yourselves to orgasm."

“Yeah, that sounds good. What about that flat black thing? Is that for spanking?" Whitney asked, knowing full well what it was.

"Yes, it's perfect to bring a little bit of spiciness to the bedroom. Feel free to get a feel for that as well."

"Don't mind if we do..."

Melanie’s tears were running down her upside-down face to join the drool in her hair. She fought uselessly against her bonds at first but, a dozen forced orgasms later, she barely had the strength to scream through the gag whenever the silver-studded paddle smacked her red rear-end for the thousandth time. The blondes were merciless, and Whitney’s aim, whether clumsy or deadly accurate, meant that her buttocks often shared the painful smack with the bottom of her puffy pussy lips. Pleasure turned to pain and back to pleasure so often that she was starting to confuse the two.

Her mom was watching the display with dollar signs in her eyes. With how much enthusiasm her clients had spent the last twenty minutes delivering powerful, leg-shaking orgasms to her daughter while paddling the plugged ...

... butt like softball players, she was certain they would leave with two of each. She tentatively asked if there was anything else they might be interested in but was largely ignored. Perhaps they had not heard her voice through the slaps and the gagged moans.

After a particularly powerful hit that sent her daughter's tears flying through the sex shop, one of the girls (Whitney) did acknowledge her question.

“Err, yeah, I wanted to buy one of those fake dicks to fuck my girlfriend with. I'm totally a lesbian by the way.”

"Does Brad know that?" McKenna asked before getting an elbow in the ribs. “Oh, right, I'm a lesbian too!”

“Yeah, but we're not together or anything,” Whitney felt the need to specify and McKenna seemed deeply wounded by the added detail.

“Oh, you mean a strap-on dildo. Yes, of course.”

Though still trembling from the damage to her nervous system from twenty minutes of near-constant rolling orgasms. Melanie found the strength to roll her eyes. She hated when her moms said words like dildo. So embarrassing.

"Will we be able to try them first on your dummy? I've never done it before, not sure if I'd like it."

"Sure. Sure. I don't see why not. Here’s the model I recommend: it’s easy to slip on and tighten, and the groinal attachment can fit any dildo on the market that has a flat base. Like this one.”

Melanie’s eyes grew wide at the sight of the 12-inch rod, jet-black and ribbed for her destruction. Of course, her mom would try to sell the ...