“Your pussy is calling out to me even while you sleep,” I say darkly, pumping my hips so the tip of my cock bumps againsther clit. Basia arches slightly, her mouth falling open. “If the governor could see you now… Daddy’s little princess loves getting used like a slut.”
Lining my dick with her entrance over her panties, I start penetrating as far as they allow.
“Don’t you, baby?” I mock, enjoying the way her brow furrows.
I lift the elastic edge hugging her thighs enough to slip in. As soon as her petal-soft skin meets mine, my balls jump, my asshole clenching. Fuuuuuck. She turns me into a horny teenager with about as little control over my erections. Still, I rut between her pussy and panties for a few minutes more, driving myself to the edge before stopping.
I’m still panting when I pull back and grab the edges of her underwear, carefully ripping them off her. Now I have room to play.
Let’s see… The rolling pin first. I selected it because it‘ll look nightmarishly large once the handle is inside her with the body sticking out.
“I almost wish you were awake for this,” I muse as I rub baby oil into the handle. Next, I pour some into my palm and bring it to her naked pussy. It lets me in so easily as she’s relaxed in her sleep, and I pump my fingers a few times, rubbing against her G-spot and making her breath catch.
A deep, guttural groan rises from my chest as I line the handle with her entrance. “God damn. I feel like I’m defiling an angel.”
I push it in, pumping a few times, then let it rest as far as it’ll go and grab my phone, snapping a few pictures from different angles for Basia to enjoy in the morning. She whimpers when I pull it out. Then I eye the deodorant and beer bottle.
The beer bottle’s neck is about as thick as the rolling pin’s handle. The bottom is obviously girthier, but…
I grab the deodorant and lube it up before rubbing it against her cunt.
“This should stretch you more, baby,” I croon, my free hand caressing her lower belly. Carefully, I press inside, enjoying the goosebumps rising up on her inner thighs.
I chuckle quietly. “Is that cold? I’m sorry,” I say insincerely.
“Mm, Caleb,” she mumbles, turning her head to the side as I fuck her with the smooth plastic.
“That’s right, darling,” I whisper, pressing deeper. “You know who you belong to, don’t you?”
After taking a couple of pictures, I pull the deodorant out and set it aside.
I take a deep breath and grab the beer bottle. Testing its weight, I toss it up in the air and catch it, all the while considering my next move.
My cock throbs at the thought of stretching her channel with the girthy bottom part. I picture the look on her face when I show her the pictures. She’d gasp with horror, her eyes would bug out. She’d be embarrassed, feel helpless, feel used… It’s exactly what she asked for, what she needs.
Decided, I pour more baby oil, getting it all over the bottle and adding a generous amount to her already-glistening cunt. I grab the bottle by the neck and press the bottom against her tunnel, already stretched by the deodorant and begging for more.
I stop breathing, watching enraptured as the first inch gets swallowed by her inner labia.
“Oh god,” Basia moans, her mouth falling open. But she doesn’t stiffen up, doesn’t wake up, or tell me to stop.
A third is inside her now, and I pull back a bit, just to watch her honey cling to the bottle. When I push back in, I admire the sight of her channel through the clear glass.
I pat the bed, looking for my phone, unwilling to tear my eyes away from the most erotic sight I’ve ever seen—and I’vedone scenes in BDSM clubs all over the world. A picture won’t do it this time, so I switch to video.
“Look at this, darling,” I tell future Basia once I start recording. “Look at how this thick beer bottle is stretching your tight pussy.” I pan up to where she’s thrashing her head in her sleep, mumbling incoherently. "Look how much you love it, my dirty girl, being fucked by a bottle while you’re out.”
“Caleb,” she moans on cue, “don’t stop.”
“Not a chance, baby. You’re gonna come over this bottle, and then you’re going to take my cock and come all over it too.”
I record myself thrusting the beer bottle, deeper each time, until half of it disappears into her body.
“So fucking hot,” I grunt before ending the video. I need my hand free, need to make her come before my dick explodes just from playing with her like this.
One of my hands pumps and spins the bottle in her pussy, and with the fingers of the other, I press against her clit, rubbing in time with my thrusts.
Basia’s breathing deepens, grows harsher, and so does mine, because, fuck, the sight of her pussy being stretched to its limits makes me ravenous. Soon she’s whimpering with every thrust, and I know she’s about to come for me.
