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First Breach

Part 1: HERE                   Part 2: HERE

Kira was bathed, scented and ready.  Her body was primed like a feline in heat, yet the weapon she now bore was fiercely masculine and hovering on staying eternally 3/4 erect, at the very least. Kira tried to bind it in a bit, with some of her wider silk panties, knowing her favored tiny g-strings would never do.

Kira’s cock felt like it would rise fully just from the caress of the silk, as she quickly discovered the slip and slide of sensual material against her shaft and head with every step she took.

"It’s just the newness, right?" she mused. "Or am I going to have an endless hard-on that all men would kill for?" That made her giggle aloud.

"Yeah, I’ll visit their homes and show them how to fuck their wives for hours on end, in ways they could never manage. I’ll have my own wild harem!"

Then she corrected the fantasy.  “No, two harems… one of women, one of men. Mmmmm, yes!” The filthy visuals started running amok in her head as she imagined all the different sizes and shapes, all the dirty tight little holes, along with combinations of sexes and ages that she might find herself impaling for the sheer gluttonous pleasure of it. Her new-found weapon of sexual breaching had her feeling utterly insatiable.

At first, the visuals were a series of one-on-ones, with faces and bodies she’d see on a near daily basis, but of people she barely knew. Then the daydreams blossomed into trios and more, then into full-on orgies. And while her mind wallowed in delicious depravity, she was finishing her makeup and watching the clock. Marlee would be arriving any minute. Kira reached down and felt her new cock nearly at full mast under her skirt, and the head was as wet as her pretty cunt would get when stirred up like this.

"Damn, I have to stop thinking about who and how to fuck everybody in sight. On the other hand: what’s that saying? ‘Use it or lose it?’"

Kira calmed herself, made sure she was tucked in enough not to show outright, and reminded herself to breathe. Then, just the right cure popped into her head: it was after 12 noon, so, yes, why not a little wine? She had some open from last night, she remembered, so she hit the kitchen all ready to receive her lusty company, poured two glasses and took a big hit from her own. That might soothe the savage beast between her thighs, she thought, at least until her dirty blonde prey arrives.

Kira wouldn’t have to wait long. Marlee, looking summer-dress luscious, primped prettily from the office world, showed up wide-eyed and wondering what the mystery texts with the SOS hints were all about. Kira beckoned her in with a come hither crooked finger.

When Marlee was within reach, Kira took her hand, pulled her in close, while keeping her hips back to hide the secret, as she remembered that timing was everything. Kira slowly French-kissed her flushed visitor with a half a mouthful of red grape to share. When the hot tangle paused, Marlee found her lips being licked by the hostess as Kira whispered,
"I need you, Marlee. Badly. Very badly. How long can you stay?"

Marlee stopped for a second, letting this different tone register. “An hour and a half, if I stretch it. The rest of the day if it’s really important.”

"Good," Kira answered, as she slipped a hand under Marlee’s skirt and panties for a quick tease. "Trust me, this is reaaalllly important. You may wanna book out for the week."

Both girls laughed, while Marlee’s eyes were mining for answers.

"What is it, Kira doll? What’s so urgent? I mean, other than fucking, which is almost always urgent."

"You sure you’re ready for this?"

"I fucking left work and showed up, didn’t I?"

"Yes, you did." Kira kissed her lovingly. "Thank you for that."
Then Kira whispered in Marlee’s ear, “And thank you for being my little cumwhore too. Let’s just say, I have a new…ummm, flavor for you to try. And I’m on a cock… err, clock. I think.”

Marlee peered around the room hunting for some hidden toy that Kira might have purchased.
"Okay, babe", insisted the visitor, "Give it to me."

Kira’s smile turned wickedly wild as she said, “Oh, I plan to, in ways you’ve yet to imagine.”

Kira’s voice was suddenly tinted with domme-like command, “Kneel, peel, and eat, Missy. Now!”

Marlee felt he push of Kira’s insistent arms as she descended to the clean tile floor like an obedient girl, her hands worshiping Kira’s thighs, and her tongue swiping the wine from her lips so she could taste some of that ambrosial eau de Kira. Marlee looked up with her customary naughty grin, and again was slightly taken aback by the new rabid glint in Kira’s smile.

"Do it." Said Kira, plainly.

Marlee wasn’t surprised by the slightly obvious bulge now showing a bit under Kira’s  gauzy skirt. She fully expected as she eyed it, that she’d be swallowing a new strap-on toy, so she decided to play along with the game, like a good little cock slut. After all, she loved that role. However much this blonde beauty controlled the boys she bedded, she would happily submit to a hot girl’s commands and play the obedient little sex slave, just for the rush of the shift in carnal power.

Marlee began to kiss through the skirt as she reached underneath, then she slowly tugged down Kira’s silken panties and let the monster loose from its sling. When the phallus popped out of the undies’ grip, Kira let out a half-moaned sigh that surprised both of the women. As Marlee began to kiss and toy with the still-veiled thickness through the skirt, Kira’s hands laced into Marlee’s hair, and Kira whispered a long, hissed, “Yesssss”, from the tingling, caressed sensations running up the entire length of her rising secret.

The tease was just too fucking good, and Kira could feel her new appendage swelling and firming further, hungry to shove forward and fuck this little doe-eyed wench into oblivion. This time, for the first time, the arousal came from someone else’s touch and it was fucking glorious.

Kira wondered how she was still retaining her feminine sensibilities while this new surge of testosterone-lit savagery took root in her libido. But somehow, they seemed to be living harmoniously in her, side by fucking side. Her beautiful breasts and nipples were tender and pleading for some lavish attentions, as her new manly girlcock was fiercely ready for some invasive sexual aggression. Kira’s head was in a whirl, as she felt Marlee’s hands gripping her naked ass under the skirt, and Kira rocked forward against the girl’s tongue through the gauze, teasing her weapon of feral intent even further.

Marlee backed off for a second, and got a rush as she saw a tiny pool of wetness forming on the skirt that she knew her tongue had not made. The blonde giddly thought “Oh, fuck, one of those new squirting strap-ons! Mmmmmm, I wonder what flavor…”.

And just as she was about to lift the veil and devour the new plaything, Kira tilted Marlee’s face upward and whispered with one raised eyebrow,
"Promise me you’ll take it all, my little suckwhore."

Marlee whispered back, “For you, Kira doll, anything!”

Again, Kira felt the rush from her impatiently desperate dick, and she let it take over her brain, as she feverishly but quietly said, “Just. Fucking. Do it. Now.”

Marlee lifted the skirt  and it took a moment with the sunlight and the hunt for the missing harness. “Fucking god! It looks so real!”

"It is." Kira intoned impatiently. "Take it and suck it until I dump a hot load in your face." There was a half-growl in those words that even surprised Kira. She wasn’t waiting any longer. She took her own hand to the incredibly thickened member, pumped it enough for good-sized pool of pre-cum to emerge at the tip, then Kira took the startled girl’s face in her other hand, and painted Marlee’s lips with the slippery spill.

"Taste that. It’s real."

Marlee lapped up the lush mess on her mouth and gasped, “Fuck, it’s like real pre-cum….how..?”

"Don’t ask, just suck it…. open wide!"

Marlee, half stunned, obeyed her new mistress, and suddenly her tongue was resting under a real life, quite long, flesh-and-blood cock. She closed her mouth around it and purred at the flavor. Kira placed Marlee’s hands on the swollen ball sac, and as the reality began to register in Marlee’s head, Kira took advantage of her position and rocked in and out of the blonde’s seductive mouth, losing herself in the myriad of new sensations of being inside another body’s soft, wet, enveloping orifice like that.

Kira popped her cock out and looked down. “Don’t ask. I don’t know. But it’s real and it’s mine and you promised. Remember, every drop, Marlee babe, every fucking drop.”
There was a semi-command and a semi-plea in her last statement.

"You begged me to use it on you if I ever got one, my little cockwhore. I got one. And now I need to fuck you - in all of your wicked holes. But you promised to take the first load down your throat”

Marlee looked up with that “How the fuck?” look in her eyes.

Kira neared the edge of her hunger’s impatience, which was a bit unlike her girlish ways.”I DON’T KNOW! But it’s here and it’s fucking loaded. So, suck my hot cock, you little cumwhore. I know you’re dying for it!”

Marlee shook off her disbelief, and began to stroke this new fleshy cock that her best girlfriend somehow had grown. Overnight, no less! 

As Marlee regained some orientation, she began toying with Kira as she would with any man who had one of these hot, pretty fuck tools.  If this is the way it was going to go, Marlee had her ways of controlling the game as well. She had some brilliant tricks up her cock-sucking sleeve, and she’d pull them all out to do her favorite girl but good.

As Marlee began to devour Kira’s pulsating meat,  and roll those swollen balls in one palm like lewd dice, she added her occasional intrusion, the wiggle of a finger in Kira’s moaning little rear bunghole.

Now, Kira could really sense her feral cock heating up and stiffening even more (if that was possible), weeping from the tip and reddening. This fucker was real, and she was learning a new meaning of the word “throbbing”. “No wonder they use that word in porn…. it is actually throbbing….FUCK!” That was the conversation in her head. The questions and conversation suddenly stopped as the quest for Kira’s cumload dump turned to full tilt.

As swiftly as the commanding mistress was slamming her gorgeous length into the kneeling receptacle before her, she was just as rapidly losing herself in the obscenely arousing feel of the oral assault that she had demanded. The slippery tight wrap of Marlee’s lips, the lapping and swirling of the blonde’s wicked tongue on her tender undervein, the studied teeth lock under the cock’s ridged head, and the humming from the swallower’s throat had Kira’s mind melting and cheering and somersaulting all at once.

As things heated up, Kira didn’t even realize that her fists had become locked into Marlee’s tawny mane. Kira was now instinctively face-fucking her pretty girlfriend with a half-blind fury, and Marlee was straining to take in this huge fuck-pole in as far as she could manage.

At one point, just to be able to breathe, Marlee backed off, and wrapped her delicate fist around the pretty monster dick, and began pumping away at it to keep the fever going as she gasped for air. Then Marlee pushed two fingers hard into Kira’s asshole. Kira’s body began vibrating, her eyes rolling backwards, as she stepped so very close to the edge of explosion. Kira reached down and stopped the movement of Marlee’s lithe hand, Their eyes locked, and the girls caught their breath together.

"So close. So good, my little cocksucker extraordinaire". Kira purred.  "When I cum, make sure you keep some for dirty kisses ….".

"Of course!" the kneeler panted.

"God I want to shove this thing right down your throat. Show me how much you love this, you little slut!" And without missing a beat, Marlee kept her eyes locked on Kira and took Kira’s weeping cock deep and ever deeper.

The eye-fuck/cocksuck was sending Kira right back to the edge again and very quickly. Kira legs were shaking from sheer want. Marlee released her mouth’s grip briefly, kept a gentle stroking going and whispered, “I can take more of it lying down… upside down.”

With barely a nanosecond’s hesitation, Kira grabbed Marlee by her hair, lifted her up off the floor an into a deep-throated filthy kiss, mostly to taste her own pre-spill on the girl’s lips. Kira tugged her accomplice into the bedroom, pushed her down hard onto the bed, walked to the other side, and pulled the girl to the edge of the bed, with her head tilted off of it. She tore open Marlee’s blouse, bared the blonde’s shaved puffy cunt, spanked it a few times, and found that it was so wet, the spanks actually splashed girl honey over them both.

Kira looked down at Marlee’s pleading face, shadowed by her own looming phallus. “You love sucking my cock, don’t you, Marlee. Admit it.” Marlee nodded her assent.

"Take it all, Missy. I mean ALL of it! C’mon, my little cumdoll, open up and swallow me whole. Your sopping sweet cunt tells me you’ve been wet-dreaming about this, haven’t you?" Marlee obeyed like a good girl, whose dirty tricks had just been found out by her horny, big-dicked daddy.

As Kira found her cock’s way into the depths of Marlee’s throat, she leaned down over the top of the willing blonde’s lush body for the scent and taste of her girlfriend’s weeping pussy. Then, Kira began thumping away at Marlee’s face with intent never to stop.

Kira could feel the throat-cunt’s depths opening more and more by her girldick’s forceful breach, and her own blood was stirred even more by the gurgling sounds of Marlee straining to take it all! But mostly, the feel of actually being wrapped full-sensuous-length in the warm, wet, pliable willing flesh of a usable fuckhole, took Kira right to the edge yet again…

Then it hit.

The trigger snapped, and Kira knew it: her upper body popped up to almost standing. Her eyes tried to look down to see the bulk of her newly acquired meat buried in Marlee’s maw, but that glance wavered swiftly. Her full sac began to force a rush of seed upward for the first cum blast. Kira grabbed her own nipples. They were so very on-fire that one touch caused the first hot jet of cum to erupt and shoot right down Marlee’s open throat. Kira’s whole body became an arching rocketing bowstring, and she instinctively began to push harder inward on the wanton receiver, fucking deeper into Marlee’s throat-cunt to dump her load as deeply as she could.

Marlee fought to keep the depth open without losing her breath or consciousness. She had never felt anything this big and willful and unyielding in her face before. Perhaps it was the newness of the owner, but nothing was held back, nothing at all. Yet somehow, the women stayed in perfect empathic carnal harmony, always right on the border of too much, yet never over it.

Kira’s head snapped back, and then forward again, and the constant pumping rush of her cum-geyser’s spurt after spurt had her roaring a rash new filthy tunes into the naked air. She was howling obscenities to the gods and goddesses, drowning her girlfriend in this spewed wash of cumlust, and not even realizing that she was crying tears of orgasmic joy.

Kira bent over in a full collapse when the last volley of pumping eased. She buried her face in her girl’s soft belly, kissing and crying and nipping and growling as the hyper-sensations of her new appendage became almost unbearable. Marlee could feel the shift, so she let half of Kira’s cock loose, but kept kissing and loving the upper shaft and head, which drove Kira’s nearly insane with how tender it suddenly all felt.

"Stop!" gasped Kira. "It’s so fucking… sensitive. Jesus. No wonder men want to curl up and hide afterward. Fuck!"

Kira gathered her strength and swiveled her still spasming body around so she could be face-to-face with the girl who had graced her with her first ever BJ . As she curled up into Marlee’s embrace, she felt her still-sparking cock nuzzle up to Marlee’s hips, and her brain veered right to the thought, “I need to fuck your hot little pussy purse now!”, though she hadn’t said anything aloud. Not yet.

"Marlee baby, that’s the best blowjob a girl could ever imagine. Kiss me with your cummy tongue. I wanna taste me."

Both girls paused enough to capture the breath they’d need, and then the sticky kissing fest was on.

"Mmmmm, I taste fucking great from your mouth", Kira purred and she licked more of her mess from Marlee’s pummeled face.

Both women lapped away and savored the mess in their stirring kisses, their bodies continuing to tangle, unconsciously readying for another round of… well, something hot and hard and pounding.

Marlee tried to find out again how her best girl had grown an actual penis.

"I really don’t know, honey, but I woke up with this. Just a day after we talked about how amazing it would be to have one. Honestly. this has been a fantasy… and I guess a hot ongoing prayer for me for fucking ever. Someone must have been listening."

"How long…", Marlee began.

"I have no idea, babe. And that’s why I needed you today. If I wake up tomorrow with no cock, I’d be kicking myself for not doing everything (and everyone) I could with this pretty hot new toy."

Marlee reached down and ooohed at the reanimation going on the her girlfriend’s cock. It was rising and firming for more already. “I think it knows you need to play, Kira.”

Kira nipped at Marlee’s ear as she slipped two fingers into Marlee’s wet cuntpool and stirred. “Oh yes, It wants to fuck you over every piece of furniture in this place. Oh, and in the garden too. The neighbors will love that!”

The girls fell right back into laughing and nuzzling and foreplay teasing with biting kisses.

Kira whispered with a daring tinge to her voice, “I can’t wait to be buried balls deep in your tight little ass. I want to fill your every hole with cum and fuck you until we both pass out. What do you say, babe?”

Marlee moaned aloud.

Kira smiled and added, “You better call work now. You may not get out of here for a month, if my cock has anything to say about it.’

"I will’, Marlee giggled, then her face turned a wicked shade of wantonness. "Give me a phone, Kira doll,  but get that hot cock inside of my cunt first. I want you slow-fucking me while I talk to my boss….".

Oh, this was going to be one hot entry for the fuck-diary….

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Part 1 Here

Kira had the most stirring erotic dreams ever that night, the night after she and Marlee lost themselves in lust with the fantasies of Kira actually growing a real life cock of her own. Kira had even knelt in front of her long mirror before bedtime, with her harness and flesh colored dildo on, stroking it, her eyes squinting to imagine what she might look like with a flesh and blood dick, but she continued to ache for the feeling of a real cock in her fist.

The sun broke into Kira’s dreamscape just moments before her work alarm went off. She turned her face to the pillow knowing that the timer on her coffee maker just lit up and soon the aroma would remind her to get her gorgeous ass out of the sheets.

Kira surprised herself when her upper arm brushed by her fully risen and slightly throbbing right nipple, and she tried to rush back into her subconscious to see if she could spy a sliver of what dirty dreams had taken her there.

She felt yet another ache between her thighs, but it was somewhat unfamiliar. Kira wondered what the fuck had happened in her sleep. She was yet too immoblie to reach down, so she played twenty questions with herself.
"Did I fuck an army in my sleep? If so, where’s all the cum on my face"
That let slip a  sleepy giggle.
"Did I wet the bed? Am I five years old again?"

The ache was persistent. Her mind went to dirtier places. “Catherine the Great horse fucking?” Noooo, not her thing really.

She deigned to move finally, now that the coffee’s allure wafted into her nostrils. As her hands glided over her breasts, she gasped. They were tender, almost raw, nipples fully aroused like she was headed for a climax.
"Jesus, did I not cum at the end of the dream? Orgasm denial in my sleep now? Fuck me!"

Then she sensed it. “Holy shit, I left my harness on with a giant dick in it, didn’t I?”
She could feel something long nuzzling her left thigh. “No wonder I’m this horny while asleep.”

Her hands slipped downward, then stopped dead in their tracks. She could still feel the phantom dildo, but there was no harness. She reminded herself to breathe, then made a long reach for the object in question, and when she grabbed it, she startled herself.

It was a phallus alright, but the very touch of her silken hand made it jump. She could feel her hand’s embrace all through this long fleshy thickness, and the sensations ran through her pelvis and shot up to her spinning brain. Suddenly, her heart and mind raced in circles to see who would get the pole position first.

Kira’s other hand swiftly jerked down to where her cunt should be soaking her, wondering for a millisecond if there was an mostly-invisible lover embedded in her with only his cock showing.  It made as much sense as anything else in this moment. That hand found itself wrapping around what felt like a thick firm shaft and a swollen set of man’s balls, and once again, her very touch to these foreign objects set her entire  body’s flesh on tingling carnal fire.

Kira froze. For how long, she could not say. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind she was processing this madness like a bullet train. When she could move, she threw off her covers and sheets, and there it was. The very gift that she had longed for and prayed for. Where her gorgeous cunt had been the night before, she was sporting her very own real  life, beautiful set of flesh-and-blood cock and balls.

 Again, she stared, not yet quite comprehending. She was sure this was still her dream. She grabbed for the cock and squeezed its entire length and girth hard, wondering if it would vanish like a mirage. All that did was make her moan with the shocking flavor of pleasure she’d never felt before. She half-silently formed the words “Oh. My. Fucking…” as she watched a huge bead of clear pre-cum spill over from its tip.

She began fondling the shaft the way she’d done with the men’s she had sex with, and with that she heard the dirtiest sounds oozing from her own throat in response to every touch. Her new cock was already at full mast, and halfway to bursting. “How the fuck…?” She stopped herself. “Is this how morning wood feels?”

Her mind was careening this way and that. One moment mesmerized by her new orgasmic sexual organ, the next trying to suss out how it came to be. Then: is this permanent, and if not, how fucking long does she have to play with it?  And then, how can i make it reappear if it vanishes. She would be driving herself insane, if her hand wasn’t calming her with the soft persistent stroking of this luscious, sensitive rod.

The first mystery to solve was “Am I actually awake?” She bounded out of bed, never letting go of her new appendage, though now and then she’d stop stroking and walking long enough to let the succulent and lewd sensations run up and down her spine. She whispered to herself, “If this is really real, I’m going to need someone to fuck - Badly!”

She fondled her cock with one hand and poured and sipped coffee with the other. The rush of caffeine made her jerk away at her new appendage a little harder, and she accidentally spilled some coffee both on her hand and down the side of her dripping member. The sensations were real. They tingled and burned. “Jesus, Kira” she muttered to herself, “Don’t ruin it it before you get to use it!”

It was becoming ultimately clear. Some force had heard her wild and lascivious prayer, and decided to grace her with this vulgar piece of sexual magic. She wasn’t about to try and figure that one out. She just quietly smiled at the thought of how something like this happened in the movie “Big”, and ignored the part about some carnival machine instigating it all. The clock was ticking, She was due at work. And yet… she feared that if she abandoned this gift for the mundane, it might vanish. Not only that, she could feel herself bringing that cock closer and closer to the point of no return, and god, how much did she want to feel that!?!

She gulped more coffee and left the mug behind, headed right for the daydreaming mirror of the night before. This time when she knelt, she saw in the sunlight, this beautiful, thick perfectly formed, hot hard-on, with luscious balls brimming with seed to shoot, and a cock tip already spilling the beans. In the back of her mind, she decided to be late. Car trouble. That’s all she could manage as an excuse.

She was hypnotized, not only by the look, but most especially by the very feel of her own touch on her own pulsating cockflesh. She tried to recall how to masturbate a man, but was sideswiped constantly by feelings it caused her, the ones that normally he would be feeling. She traced a soft finger from the base to the wetted tip, right up the vein on the underside of the shaft, and it made her shiver and blissfully curse. She squeezed the balls hard as she smeared the pre-cum over the head, taunting herself. She took herself right to the edge, stroking hard, then slow and soft. She even spanked her new set of balls, which almost made her eyes pop. She noticed her nipples stretched beyond belief with arousal. They looked like they could shoot cum too, and at this point she thought, anything was possible.

She leaned back, slipped a finger into her tight little anal opening, deciding it was time to feel her cock explode. It didn’t take much. She wriggled one finger inside of her as she teased the underside of the mushroomed head. It was so fucking sensitive that she almost burst right there. She stopped. Held her breath. She was going for a full-fisted pumping O. She gripped the shaft, played with pressure and speed, and wriggled a second finger into her welcoming ass. She could feel her eyes roll back and the pressure in her ballsack inch right up to the tripping point.

When she finally stumbled over the edge, she growled like a wildcat in rutted heat. She could feel that long powershot of cum run from the base of her thumping cock, rush up through its entire length and when she could manage, she watched it spray all over her belly and breasts, only to make room for the new geyser-like spurts. She pumped her cock vigorously from pure instinct and her entire body shook with every new base-to-bursting gush of rabid ejaculation.

Her eyes were wet with tears of shock and bliss and newness. Her torso was spattered in her own whipped up cum seed, and her new cock, twitched and spasmed and sparked in her hand. She’d stopped stroking and moving at all, but the least little brush or movement, and she gasped again. It was so fucking hyper-sensitive all of a sudden. Then she looked down to see the gorgeous filthy mess she had made all over herself and this time she wept for joy. “Oh my fucking god, this is real.”

Once that had registered, she took her hand off of this new stunning body part and admired it’s glistening shape in the sunlight, wet with seed, the veins still pulsing rapidly, just like her wild heart. Her next move was to take her messy hand (her ass hand was steadying her on the floor now, no longer inside of her), and scoop up the first batch of cum for the tasting. “Mmmmm, fuck, I taste good.”

Kira spent the next ten minutes or so having her own spurted cum for breakfast, lapping it from her skin and sucking it from her fingers. That reminded her to stuff some actual food in her face swiftly, shower off the telltale sex (as she mused, is it boy cum or girl cum or boygirl cum?), and get dressed for work.

She texted a colleague saying “I’m going to be an hour late. Having a little problem here.” She’d need time to find something to wear that didn’t show her new, ummm, bulge.

She was half dressed, and trying on skirts and panties and things that might bind her new appendage and keep it from public view. She tossed off her skirt and panties at one point, and seeing the camera she’d set up to take a few lewd pics of herself and Marlee the night before, she posed front and back with the cam’s timer on. She needed to see how this looked. And she needed to be able to see that it was real, even when she couldn’t whip it out at work.

Peeing made her very happy, standing and letting that stream just pour right out effortlessly. But every move, every kiss of lace or nuzzle of her thighs made her new cock swell and begin to harden again. “Oh god, I got one that’s on viagra or something.”

How the fuck was she going to get anything done with an all day erection? And again, how long would she have this? She may not want to go anywhere today. Or ever. Or go to sleep tonight.

That was it. This was definitely classified in her book as an emergency. She called in “violently ill” to work. Said it might be a day or two thing. They understood. She wondered what would happen if her new orgasmic toy stayed longer. But suddenly, Kira could breathe again. She could adjust to this new… development. Explore. Play. Taste. Masturbate. Have sex. Fuck yes! Her first thought - Marlee. Maybe later. No, sooner. Right now she had her own curiosity to sate, and satisfy it she would.

She wondered if her ex had left his fleshlight behind. “No fucking chance.” But she had some anal toys - dildos, plugs, beads - and they could be used while toying with her new hot cock. She dragged them out, laid them out on a towel, lube and all, in front of the mirror again. She stopped and watched herself. Stroking. Sensually, then hard-gripped and forceful. Then in between. She closed her eyes, memorizing every tingling, mounting sensation. She fingered every spilled bead of precum,  some she used as lube on the head and shaft, the rest as lip gloss she could lick and nibble off.

Before she reached for a toy, she knelt in the mirror, stroking herself, imagining Marlee or one of her favorite boys on all fours begging for her to face-fuck them. She whispered wickedly “Suck it, swallow it all. I’m going to dump buckets of cum down your whorish throat!” She came back to her reality, again mesmerized watching the head purple and swell as she taunted its entirety, her body temperature rising with every tease. This time when she let loose and erupted with a hot wail, she sprayed the looking glass with a shower of her cum, and once more whispered as she gasped for breath, “Swallow it all….now!”.

She had to pee again. She wrapped a skirt around her, even while she dripped cum, and for the sheer joy of it, walked into her garden, lifted her skirt a little and let loose into the flower bed. “Mmmm, gotta love this” she purred. And while she emptied her bladder from this unusual standing perch, almost in view of the neighbors, she remembered a recent conversation with Marlee who was finding an interest in pee play. More filthy wheels began to turn.

She went back inside, and got re-focused on her own present explorations. More photos. Different angles. Then a video of her masturbating this hot rod, with the microphone near enough to catch every gasped shiver and every obscene utterance. She wanted to see how this new accoutrement suited her and damned if it wasn’t just perfect! And hot! And fucking gorgeous.

She grabbed her phone and desperately texted Marlee.
"Can you leave work early? I NEED you. Big time. You’ll freak and you’ll fucking love this. Get your hot ass over her ASAP! Pleeease."

"What next?" Kira wondered aloud to herself. It was butt plug and lube time, she decided. That always got her stirred up and fast. She wondered anew how long she’d own this incredible body anomaly, and how many orgasms of different kinds she could insist it give her back to back. Once her plug was inserted and nested in her tight little anal grip, every move made her body purr and her new cock rise and drip profusely. "Fuckity fuck, I may never leave this house again!" she said and laughed out loud at the thought.

She walked around to stir her blood from her ass to her cock to her nipples and back, while she decided on her next exploration. A text rang back. “Can leave after lunch. Need me to bring you anything?”

Kira smirked to herself and wrote back “Bring snacks and kneepads”.

As she passed her discarded laundry basket she saw yesterday’s yoga clothes. She stopped in her tracks again. “Holy fuck! These things do take all the blood from your brain. Yoga…stretch. I can suck my own fucking cock!!!”

Once again, she planted herself by the mirror, with the video camera near and recording. This she would need to see and feel this again and again, both in real time and playback. She stretched her back wisely, and when she was warm enough, Kira  threw her lovely legs over her shoulders. There, not far from her face, and her hungry mouth was this beautiful new fleshy spout pole, already half-risen and profusely dripping pre-slickness. She let the weight of her legs ease down to the rug by her ears slowly. With every breath, that pretty hot cock moved a little closer to capture.

Her slow stroking movements on her cock began and she was hypnotized by the feel and the new perspective. She moaned aloud “Oh, God yes!” when a droplet of precum plopped itself right onto her lips. She tried not to force anything, but her back began to relax to a point where her tongue could reach out and lick the tip of her own phallus. She was determined, but patient. She didn’t need to be discovered like this by locking up her back. She pushed her hips with her hands easily, rocking them gently. The cockhead was brushing her lips. One more good move and…

Her lips could wrap about her mushroomed slippery head. She could be happy with just this. One of her hands wiggled the ass plug, the other began toying again with her balls and the underside of her growing thickness, while her lips stayed wrapped tight under the head’s rim, hoping to take in another inch or three. Her body shook with the position and the unbelievable erotic feel of this depraved act. And every now and then, when she could remember to, she’d stop with as much of the cock in her mouth that she could manage, and look sideways. The visual of this new cock of hers in her own face made Kira’s whole body wiggle with dirty delight, and she began stroking again, stirring herself ever further, seeing herself ready to gulp down a gallon of her own creamy spew.

When she finally tripped her trigger anew, and roared over the edge, Kira’s eyes fluttered and dampened, her jaw set itself not to let go of the cock and her hand began furiously pumping at her rock hard sex tool that ran from her pelvis to nest over her tongue. That rabid rush of sticky seed forced itself through the long length, and the gushing sensation, jet by jet, shooting into her throat only intensified every ounce of this seemingly endless orgasm. It felt like it filled her mouth and gullet with more cum than she’d ever swallowed. The last spurts were uncontrollably spilled onto her face and breasts as she unwittingly unfolded, and she gurgled with a throat full of sticky sex from her own furiously powerful cock.

She lay for a brief eternity, letting each sensation embed itself in her sense memory. And when she could move, she reached to turn the video camera off, but thought better of it. She saw herself in the mirror and was so aroused by the pornographic sight, she moved her face into frame and as she wickedly licked up her own cummy mess, she hissed to the lens and microphone “I just sucked my own cock, and I fucking loved it. I just may become my very own cumwhore.” She left a few more moments of lapping up the mess as a closer, then hit STOP.

She looked at the clock. She had time. “A bath. Some food. Some more exploring. Then Marlee should be here.” she purred to herself.

"Oh Marlee. You are going to be my little cock and cumslut today. You promised. I’m going to fill up every crevice you own and then some. I’m going to fuck you like no one ever has, and you are going to beg me for more."

That thought made her cock jump again, ready for another bout of pleasuring.

Kira looked down at her beautiful piece of flesh-pole magic and said sweetly. “You stick around for awhile, you brilliant prick. We have pleasure to do. And very soon, someone else to do it to.”

Kira would find it hard to let go of her new toy. Then again, as Marlee’s arrival neared, Kira’s cock seemed to know the meaning of true sexual north and would not stop rising to point at it. Kira just gently teased herself and stole little licks of pre-cum. She was saving the huge first load for Marlee’s gaping, surprised mouth.

Kira made herself moan aloud one more time. She was suddenly imagining buckets of her new cocky cum spilling from every opening on Marlee’s naked body.

Kira quietly whispered to herself. “Oh yeah, that is definitely going to happen…”

More to Cum…

Written by http://nkeddoorsredux.tumblr.com/

Part 1, The Prayer

Kira had one rising, semi-secret sexual wish, that seemed to rumble louder and louder as her forays of carnal exploration deepened. She would giggle to herself that, if she ever found a genie in a lamp, she knew exactly what one of her wishes would be. And in truth, she felt like it was the next logical step in her own depravity’s evolution.

She had become so enamored of pegging, that luscious strap-on ass play with a couple of her men, and of the “slam-bam, I’m fucking your cunt ma’am” usage of the same tools with her best dirty girlfriends, that she couldn’t help but wonder, then fantasize, then lose herself endlessly in the ever-growing desire to know what it was like to have an actual, sensory-registering, hardening, growing, dripping and cum-showering cock of her very own.

She knew the pleasures she could bestow upon a man by the way she toyed with his phallic flesh. She had tasted the slippery pre-cum and the bursting cream of various moaning males along the way. But when she had her “girlcock” as she called it, her strap-on dildo, deep inside of a man or a woman, more and more was she dying to know how that felt along the entire hard, plunging length of sensitive, tingling carnal skin. She yearned to feel the build-up, the pressure, the friction and the depth perception, and then lose herself in the rabid ejaculation, feeling the jizz pound at the release door and then the rush of it as it flies out in wild forceful, geyser-like spurts, shooting through the entire length of the thumping shaft, through the straining hole at the tip, emptying out her raging lust, in palpable pools, from deep inside of her.

It’s not that she didn’t get off from strap-on play. Au contraire, she did indeed. The weight of those attachments rubbing on her tender clit, the perch of taking the reins with male or female, which she rarely did unless in a mood; and the obvious surrender of whichever mate she was pounding, all led to her own eventual, wild bliss-ridden eruptions.

But orgasm or not, she knew that shooting her wad through her own hard-pole cockflesh was a whole other matter. She knew she couldn’t grow one just because she longed to, but she still constantly ached for a day or a week, every now and then, to own her own fierce, live cock tool as part of her body’s natural accoutrements. She would look at her clit sometimes in the midst of toying with it, and whisper playfully, yet earnestly, “C’mon, you can do it. Grow into a nice big penis for me, pleeeease.” That began to send her into more intense orgasms every time.

And with every playtime that she strapped on, her mind would always spin now to that ravenous fantasy. She had her best girl, Marlee, on her knees one afternoon, sucking that big fat black dildo in her harness like it was Kira’s own thundering dick, and she nearly choked Marlee with the intensity of the throat fuck. Much to Kira’s surprise, when she started apologizing for the mindless breaching, Marlee admitted that she fucking loved it. She also loved when guys face-fucked her and erupted down her throat. Kira leaned in and kissed Marlee hard and whispered, “God, if I had a real cock, I would fill every inch of you with buckets of cum. I wouldn’t be able to stop fucking your face, or your hot little ass and cunt too, you sweet yummy cockwhore. Ever. I would make you my very own cum eating slut, missy.”

Kira was about to ask what Marlee thought of that, but the melting girl in her arms was so turned on by the thought, that their strap-on session took off like a rampaging comet in the skies. Kira slam-fucked Marlee’s pleading cunt until both of the wailed their dirty bliss. And before she even caught her breath fully, Kira took that girlcock and shoved it into Marlee’s back door, breaching and rocking in deeper and deeper until both women were headed toward yet another precipice.

Kira suddenly felt that surge of phantom testosterone as she spanked Marlee’s cunt and slapped her tits, then tugged and twisted Marlee’s nipples, until one girl’s orgasm tripped the other’s.  And in the aftermath, not to let this fiery ride end too soon, Kira took the cum and ass dipped girlcock, and filthily fed her prey deep into her wanton throat, just for the lewd feel of it all. “Every drop”, Kira kept repeating as she fell into real cock reverie, “Every drop”.

After all, Kira had experienced the bottom of this dance many times, and loved every iota of it. But when the fire struck her and the visions of her own real cock arose, there was no stopping her from turning the tables and demanding.

As the girls recovered, Marlee was gobsmacked at the intensity of this wildness. “You really need to grow that cock and fuck me with it. I’d be your fuck slave forever, Kira doll.”

The girls braided tongues in the next long kiss and as it broke, Kira sighed, “Yeah, if only…”.

They lost themselves in fantasies of what they might do together if that miracle occurred, then Kira veered off into sharing the visions she often had of making some men kneel like good boys and suck her gorgeous real cock, and swallow her loads, as she’d done for a couple of them time and time again.

Marlee started blatantly masturbating at the thought of watching her Kira savage some guy’s asshole with a real, cum-dumping cock that belonged to Kira. And somehow, when Kira started growling about fucking his dirty “mancunt” into submission, that sent Marlee over the edge yet again.

"Promise me, Kira," Marlee purred as Kira sucked her cunt-flavored fingers dry,"that I get first crack at your real dick. And first swallow of your creamy girlcum that shoots from it."

Kira teased back, “Only if you’re really, really good at sucking me off, baby.” They both moaned and kissed and giggled, then Kira added, “You owe me one.” And with those words Marlee’s head was shoved southward to Kira’s swollen clit and aching drenched cunt. Kira unstrapped her appendage and harness just enough to give Marlee full access to her insatiable pink slit.

As Marlee lapped and fingered away, and brought Kira back into her girl-girl bi pleasure world, Marlee asked in between licks, “Wouldn’t you miss this, baby?”

"Mmmmmm, fuck yes. I wouldn’t want a cock all the time. Maybe just for a few days, a weekend, or a week every now and then. Grow a cock, fuck my way into oblivion, then wake with my pretty pussy in the afterglow. I love my pussy, and I love what you and my boys do to it.

She went on, lost in the feral hunger. “I want to remember every sensation from real-cock fucking and sucking, so I could get lost in those when I’m playing with myself… or pushing you to my needy cunt.” Kira pressed Marlee back to the task, and purred loudly. “Such a good girl. Don’t stop, baby.”

Marlee went back to work on sending her girl into the gushing stratosphere, but along the way, she heard Kira giggle, “Fuck, the first time it happens, I’ll probably stay home and jack off for days.” It broke the spell for a moment, and both girls laughed loudly, until Kira once more pressed Marlee to her cunt’s pleading, then wickedly hissed, “Eat me, my little cum slut. Suck my clit until it grows into a big fat cock and gorges your wicked throat, then dumps a truckload of filthy cum in it.”

Those words, that vision and Marlee’s brilliant cunnilingus sent Kira into a showering explosion that felt like it might never stop. And all through that flight, Kira pleaded in unintelligible syllables for the powers that be in the Universe to grant her a real life, flesh and blood cock to own for a few, wild and dirty days at a time.

She had no idea this prayer was about to be answered. The next morning would tell the rabid tale.

To Be Continued...