John's Dream Girl (chapters 6 through 10) - Sex Stories

John's Dream Girl (chapters 6 through 10)

... her again. "Okay. Just hang on a second," Lisa said, as she quickly maneuvered herself across the bed to one of the night stands on the side. She grabbed her hairbrush off the top of the night stand, and then, just as quickly, manuevered back to the foot of the bed, before handing the hairbrush to John. "What am I supposed to do with this?" John asked, looking at the hairbrush. "Brush my hair?" "No. I want you to bend over in front of me, mister, and stick my hairbrush all the way up into your butt-hole," Lisa said, as she giggled in delight, still pretending to be a little girl. "Oh, come on!" John sternly replied, showing his total disdain for the idea of him inserting the 5-inch-long handle of Lisa's hairbrush up into his own rectum. "Hey, mister. I wouldn't ask you to do something that I wouldn't do. In fact, if you let me watch you stick it up your butt-hole, I'll let you watch me stick it up mine. It feels really good. You'll see...," Lisa bartered. "I don't know about this. I don't even have any lubricant," John argued half-heartedly. Lisa reached across, grabbed the hairbrush out of John's hand, deep-throated the handle into her mouth, and sucked on it to get her saliva all over it. Then she gave the hairbrush back to John, as she said, "Now you do. But you'd better hurry up, mister. Before it dries out." John turned around, with his butt in Lisa's face. He spread his legs apart, bent over at the waist, reached around his right butt-cheek and slowly inserted the ...

... entire saliva-coated handle of Lisa's hairbrush up into his rectum. "Wow, that's really neat!" Lisa remarked, still playing the role of a little girl. "Now, slowly move it in and out. Okay?" And this time, John cooperated with Lisa, as he did exactly what she was telling him to do. And the hard handle of the hairbrush firmly rubbed back and forth against his prostate gland, which felt absolutely exquisite to John. He found himself not wanting to stop this unique anal intercourse that he was having with the handle of Lisa's hairbrush. And he was unable to hide the fact that he was thoroughly enjoying himself. "You see?" Lisa barked out proudly. "I told you you'd like it." John let go of the hairbrush to turn around and say something to Lisa. But then, without any warning, Lisa reached across, grabbed hold of the hairbrush, and swiftly yanked it completely out of John's butt, as she said, "Time's up, mister. It's my turn now." "Hey! That's no fair!" John said, acting just like a little boy himself, as he spun around to face the foot of the bed again. Lisa ignored John, as she turned her back to him, and got down on all-fours on top of the bed. She stuck her butt up in the air, right in front of John, and then reached around with her hand, and slowly inserted the handle of her hairbrush all the way up into her own rectum, in one smooth movement. "Okay, mister. I'm ready for you to move it in and out now," Lisa proudly announced in her little girl voice, as she teasingly swayed her ...