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Chapter 15 

thesex doll is gone from the bed, and in its place is the real life curvy body of a young woman. I immediately know its Chrissy and my cock instantly hardens and starts to rise again, throbbing with lust at the delicious sight of her bare pussy, hei milky thighs, and her huge, heavy tits with their delicious pink nipples. Chrissy’s long blonde locks cascate from beneath the bedsheet covering her face. She’s lying dead still, the only sign of life coming from the gentle rise and fall of her soft belly as she breathes, 

Was this her plan all along? To fure me away long enough so she could substitute herself for the doll? Does she really think I’m so stupid that I would actually fall for this? Or is she hoping I won’t care about the game, and fuck her anyways? For God’s sake, if she wants me to do her so badly, she could have just asked. I may have been holding back from making a move on her because of the taboos involved, but I’d have been more than happy to give her good fuck if it was coming from her. This game, on the other hand, is ridiculous. 

I’m tempted to yank the bedsheet away and tell her how stupid and crazy she’s acting, and then send her out of the room so I can finish what I started with my newest purchase. It would be the right thing to do. But Chrissy’s a grown woman, of legal consenting age. She technically knows what she wants. And if what she wants is for me to pretend I don’t know it’s her, and use her for my pleasure, then that’s what she’ll get. 

Besides, I’ve always wondered what her tight little pussy would feel like, wrapped around my cock. And if she’s offering it up to me on a platter like this, why would I deprive myself of that? Don’t get me wrong because Barbie and her friends are pretty fucking awesome. But there’s nothing like a real woman, and that’s something I haven’t had in a while. It’s too much hassle, especially given Janice’s recent decision to explore her polyamorous side with 

bunch of grizzled old dudes. But Chrissy, in this situation? How can I resist? 

My teeth clenched with lust, I reach down and gently touch her bare pussy with the tips of my fingers. Like velvet. Jet, slippery velvet, lubed up with her own juices, ready to accept me. Chrissy’s sharp intake of breath as I caress er pussy reveals her lust, and I know she’s trying to keep quiet. I can’t resist teasing her, so I gently play with her it and grin evilly as she struggles to repress a moan. Let’s see how long she can keep this up. She’ll have to give in Doner or later. 

aking her swollen clit softly between my thumb and forefinger, I gently pull and stroke, eliciting sighs from eneath the bedsheet. But Chrissy manages to stay completely still. Fine. If she wants to keep up the pretense, I’m 

me too. After all, I have a heavy load to unleash. 

cock pulses painfully with impatience, my aching balls contracting uncomfortably from having been teased ough for one day. I mount Chrissy’s body on the bed and spread her thighs unceremoniously apart, like I would doll’s. Then I place the angry, throbbing head of my cock at Chrissy’s glistening vulva, her lips swollen with lust, d push my full girth into her tightness, making her gasp from beneath the bedsheet. 

mmh,” I growl involuntarily through clenched teeth at how deliciously tight she feels. I stop immediately, ndering if I’ve made a huge mistake. Looking down, my shaft looks ludicrously monstrous jammed into her tiny le pussy. It’s only a third of the way in, and I’m suddenly concerned it’s too huge for her. I’m used to fucking sex 

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dolls, which are designed to inflate a man’s ego by providing tiny pussy and assholes. But forcing your way into a real woman? That’s another story. Should I stop? 

Yet Chrissy’s dripping pussy is clenching impatiently around the portion of my cock that’s inside already, and I can hear tiny pants and gasps from beneath the bedsheet. So I push harder, invading her slick pussy until I’m impaled in her to the hilt. If she wanted to change her mind, she could have done it by now. No more Mr. Gentle. 

I start fucking her properly, slow and long and rhythmic, to allow her pussy to squeeze hard along the full length of my cock. I’m going to make the most of this, and I want to make it last. But I can feel her tightness milking my cock like a velvet glove, and it grows increasingly difficult to hold back. 

I fuck her hard and slow, each thrust making her huge tits bounce back and forth. So soft, heavy, and juicy. Almost comically unlike a sex doll’s. 

“Fuck yeah,” I growl involuntarily. Chrissy is forcing herself to hold back her own moans, but I can tell she’s struggling. What I’m doing to her clearly feels so good that she’s unknowingly gripping the bedsheets beneath her, her pretty little knuckles white with the effort of keeping still. I fuck her harder and faster, groaning as I feel myself on the brink of orgasm, but not wanting this to end yet. 

What if I never get to fuck this tiny little pussy again? I’m pretty sure that no matter how tightly they manufacture those silicone pussies in the sex dolls, they’ll never hold a candle to this. I pull my enormous cock out of her slick little cunt, the loud sucking sound turning me on even more. Panting and groaning as I edge, I force myself to hold my throbbing cock back, the veins bulging impressively along the shaft. Instead, I gently slide my fingers into her dripping twat, finding her G–spot, and pressing up along it. 

“Ahh!” she sighs as her pussy clenches tight around my fingers and her pelvis rises involuntarily. There’s no more pretense because what sex doll has a g–spot? We both know the game she’s playing, and we’re both going along with it now. The bedsheet stays right where it is, covering her head and shoulders, and Chrissy continues to remain as still as possible. But I’m done waiting. She’s frustrated me enough for one day, and if I don’t pump her pussy full of my load soon, I’ll lose my mind. 

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