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Best Halloween Ever - part 5
By strangefun
WARNING: This story contains extremely graphical depictions of sex,
abuse and humiliation.
Waking up completely immobilized in rubber with an inflated butt plug
inside and a mouth held wide open and filled with something soft and
alive, assaulted by the smells of latex and urine and the view of a cute
butt pressed against my face was an unforgettable experience. My
conscience reeled for a few moments under the onslaught of feelings and
sensations, the realization of my position and memories of that last
couple of days flooded my mind, making me instantly hard. I was
literally swimming inside my rubber cocoon filled with cum and piss,
which, I quess, I added to during the night. My stirring woke up Alice;
I felt her move on top of me, pulling her sex out of my mouth with an
audible "plop". She got up, and I heard her go to the bathroom, take a
shower, brush her teeth, taking her sweet time while I laid compressed
by latex, swimming in hers and my own juices, filled by the inflated
dildo, frustrated and horny. Finally, she came back jumping on top of
me, and I saw her eyes in front of mine. "Good morning, Pinky! Slept
well?" Her sweet laughter rang in my ears. "I am so jealous of you! I so
want to be in your place! Wanna switch?"
I got even harder and made the best attempt to say "yes". Alice jumped
to action, unzipping my bag revealing my soaked figure swimming in a
puddle of piss, contained by the bag, which I sat in. She undid the
laces and removed the ballet boots off my feet, once again massaging and
kissing my rubber-clad toes with me balling like a little bitch, than
the posture collar. She unzipped the suit's head and peeled the hood off
my head, pulling the tube out of my sore mouth, kissing it right away.
She smelled so clean and fresh, and I was once again filthy and smelling
of piss and cum, and that contrast made both of us even hornier. She
kept peeling the suit off my body, kissing every body part until I was
finally naked. I crawled out of the pile wet rubber sloshing inside the
open bag onto the latex-covered bed. Alice pulled on my plug making me
moan, before realizing that it was fully inflated. "Oh my god, Pinky, I
am so sorry, I thought I deflated it before I fell asleep! This must've
been a torture for you!" She deflated the plug (what a relief!) and
gently pulled it out of me.
"It was," I replied, still gaining control of my cramped jaw muscles,
"thank you for it."
Alice smiled. "Any time, hon. Now, go take a shower while I change!" -
and dove right into my soaking wet doll suit! I could not believe this
nasty gurl! I watched in fascination as she squeeked her slender legs
inside the wet legs of the suit, using my piss as the lubricant. Wet and
naked, I helped her to pull the foul-smelling latex over her clean just-
out-of-shower body, stretched it over her glued-on silicone tits, and,
kissing her on her lips, inserted the mouth tube in her mouth and pulled
the hood over her head, zipping the suit in the back. Looking at the
latex fuckdoll in front of me, I wanted to rape her wide-open mouth
right then and there, but the costume wasn't yet complete. I put the
posture collar on her neck, immobilizing her head, and slit the soaked
ballet boots on her latex feet, lacing them tightly.
She was standing in front of me, white rubber figure with large bust,
narrow waist, boyish hips, long, incredibly long, slender, shapely legs,
extended by the white ballet boots, forcing her to stand precociously on
the tips of her toes, making her feet cramp, but making her legs,
pointed straight down, to go on seemingly forever. Sweet suffering was
the price for the beauty. Tight tall posture collar kept doll's head
securely fixed lifting her chin into proper position for deep throating,
dumb doll's face with wide-open painted eyes, black pupils of witch hid
two holes, through which the doll, that used to be Alice, that used to
be Alex, now looked at me, waiting to be used as an inanimate rubber
fuckdoll should be used, without any consideration for its comfort or
morality. On my toes after a night in ballet boots, I stood in front of
her naked, filthy, and she was now just as filthy, with her perpetually-
open mouth, ready to be used for anything, silently begging me to use
her. She was mine to use. No concerns or considerations. She would not
want to stop or pull back, nothing would ever be too much for her, and
no matter what I do to her, she will always take it and be ready for
more. Not willing - rubber fuckdolls have no will - but ready and
available. I knew, I understood this so intimately, so deep, as only
someone who just spent a night as a rubber fuckdoll herself can know and
understand.
With my heard pounding, hands shaking and erection throbbing, I stepped
close to the doll and ran my hands all over her latex body. Her face (my
filthy fingers in her mouth tube eagerly met by a hungry tongue),
corseted neck, shoulders, large breasts, perfectly enveloped by the
molded latex, narrow hips, cute butt, smooth flat crotch with just a
hint of her erect clit pressed flat against her lower stomach, down
those crazy-long legs to her straining feet poured into vertical cones,
as beautiful as they were torturous. My excitement grew into fever, I
could wait no longer, I wanted to fuck this doll, this rubber slut, this
beautiful sexy thing.
I lost it. I threw the object of my desire on the bed and mounted her
face, ramming my raging cock in her mouth, down her throat, raping her,
deep in all the way hitting my pelvic bone on her chin, out almost all
the way, deep in again, feeling the orgasm building up in me raising
like a slow-motion explosion, I think I was screaming as it hit me,
driving my spasming dick as deep as I could and just erupting into the
doll's quivering throat, wave after wave, draining my essence into this
convenient receptacle.
As the waves of monster orgasm subsided and the blood returned to my
thinking head, I slowly withdrew my still erect dick from the doll's
throat, which started to greedily suck in the air. I fell over on the
latex-covered bed next to the rapidly panting doll, trying to catch my
own breath. Starved for release for so long, my dick was still as hard
as a rock, and remembering my own time being a fuckdoll, I flipped the
rubber toy on its stomach and undid her crotch zipper, exposing doll's
rear entrance and burying my face in it, smelling and tasting the
incredible mix of latex, sweat, piss and cum. Once again, abandoning my
mind to the horniness, I jumped on top of her, roughly entered her well-
lubricated ass ,and started to mercilessly fuck screaming and bucking
latex figure.
Second cumming was just as mind-blowing as the first one. Screaming and
convulsing, I flooded the doll's insides with my cum, wave after wave,
and finally collapsed on top of her, completely drained, breathing
heavily, my dick still buried in the doll's ass. She laid under me,
breathing heavily through her mouth tube. I need to pee badly, but had
no power to get up, so I just started to relieve myself right into her.
After a while, the doll started to moan in discomfort, but I kept going
until my bladder was empty. Looking around the bed, I found and grabbed
the inflatable butt plug, and, in one smooth motion pilled my dick out
and replaced it with the plug, pumping it up to seal her discomfort in.
Then, I closed the zipper shut and rolled the doll into the bodybad,
still containing the small pool of my piss. I fed the ballet-boots-
tipped legs into the bottom part of the bag, and the doll's arms in the
bag's sleeves, stretched it over her form and with some effort zipped it
up, sealing the rubber doll inside.
Then, laying on top if the rubber mummy, I fed the shorter end of the
double-ended dildo gag into the doll's mouth buckling the straps on the
back. Getting up, I admired the black mummified figure with white head
and large black veined dick sticking up from the figure's mouth and got
excited again in anticipation of what's to cum. But first things first.
I used Alice's damp towel to clean up the bed and the fuck doll. Then, I
went to the bathroom and took a nice, long relaxing shower, using the
shower head to give myself several enemas, cleaning my insides. After
getting everything in order, I finally stepped out of the bathroom,
admiring the shiny black elegant dildo mount stretched on the bed.
Climbing on top of it and looking into doll's vacant eyes, I ripped a
packaging off a condom and placed the rubber ring in my mouth. Wrapping
my pink lips around the sizable black shiny head, I started fellating
the dildo, rolling the condom down with my lips and tongue. All the
forced lessons on deep throating I was given this weekend did no go in
vain, and soon my lips, wrapped around a thick shaft, met the doll's
lips.
I stayed like that, face-to-face with the doll, the thick rubber cock
inserted in my throat good nine or ten inches, gagging but keeping
myself impaled on it, with the memories of our back alley abuse flooding
back, getting more and more excited and eager to fuck myself with this
wonderful implement. I slowly pulled the dildo out, feeling its movement
inside my throat, and stood up over the doll's head, just like Alice did
not-so-long ago. Looking down and feeling myself smile, I lowered myself
over the tip of the glistening tool and pressed it against my rear
entrance. As I pushed on it, I felt the inner dildo go deeper inside
doll's throat and felt her gag, but that was not a concern to me. I kept
pushing, and the head, slowly stretching me, slid in past the point of
resistance. It was wonderful, feeling penetrated, moaning like a whore
and rubbing my huge fake tits. I started slowly fucking myself, doing
deeper and deeper with each stroke, fucking both my ass and doll's mouth
deeper and deeper, faster, feeling the penetration, the fullness, the
wonderful wrongness of it all. After a while, I was really going at it,
trashing and screaming, finally feeling my balls slapping on the doll's
face. I sat on that face with all my weight, squealing with the pain and
joy of such deep penetration, covering the doll's face with my balls
knowing full well how deep it drives the dildo into the doll's throat
and covers the nose holes of the mask, cutting off her air. Again, not
my concern. Alas, unable to stand it for too long, I lifted my ass off
the doll's face and started fucking myself again.
I took my time. I fucked myself silly, and when I could no longer stand
it, I came all over doll's face, screaming and crying, almost passing
out and barely keeping a hold on reality.
Regaining my senses, I slowly slid off the rubber dildo, feeling every
ridge and bump on the way out, and collapsed on top of the rubber mummy,
exhausted and spent. Wow. I have often played with dildos, but never had
I such large and deep penetration or such intense release. I guess in
addition of being an oral whore, I am now an anal whore as well. I
wandered what it would feel like being both at the same time, and the
thought got me excited again. I got up, cleaned myself and removed the
dildo gag from the doll's mouth. I wanted more, and there was nothing or
no one in the way of me getting my release, any way and as many times as
I wanted. So, I fucked the rubber doll's face, fast and slow, deep and
shallow, cumming several times and extracting every bit of pleasure from
this toy. I changed positions, mounting her face laying on top, then
flipped the doll on its stomach with its head over my crotch and its
mouth hole over my raging erection, that did not want to go away. This
way the doll's throat was impaled on my cock, and it had to make a
considerable effort to arch her back and lift its corseted neck off my
meat to get a gasp of air. All I had to do is just lay there, enjoying
the show, watching the doll in a rubber cocoon throatfuck itself,
struggling for every breath, swallowing three load of cum her pathetic
predicament made me to produce. Finally satisfied, I rolled the doll
back on her back and prepared myself for some rest.
Sitting on the doll's face (I felt her nose press against my bum hole) I
fed my exhausted limp dickie into her mouth hole, then pushed my balls
in, feeling how full the doll's mouth had become, remembering the
wonderful sense of humiliation the fuckdoll was feeling. Then, I laid on
top of the bound form in the 69 position and finally allowed myself to
relax.
And what a relaxing position it was. I felt doll's boobs press against
my midsection, and my own sizable glued-on globes pressed in the doll's
stomach, undoubtfully adding to her filled-up discomfort. Doll's tongue
gently massaged my soft genitalia, completely enclosed by her mouth - I
remembered the feeling of having my mouth full, moving the soft parts
around with my tongue. Now, laying on top of the rubber-bound figure,
feeling its bulk and warmth, I lost the sense of being with an inanimate
object, a toy, but rather a living thing, something that feels and
responds, and I wanted that response, so I partially opened the 3-way
zipper over the figure's midsection, exposing the crotch of the rubber
doll, trapped inside. I opened the doll's crotch zipper and pulled out
her slippery hard clit, my nose assaulted by the potent mixed smell of
latex, cum and piss. I closed the doll's zipper, and then the body bag's
zipper, so Alice's erect clit and balls were left outside, along with
the tube and pump for the butt plug. I pumped the plug and saw her erect
clitty twitch and felt her moan on my soft penis and balls that were
enjoying a tongue bath inside the doll's hot mouth. I wrapped my lips
around the head, tasting her and my fluids and gave the plug few more
pumps, feeling her excitement in my mouth and her tortured discomfort on
my sex. For the next hour or so, I, just like Alice did a few hours ago,
amused myself by pumping her plug up, feeling her squirm and moan,
deflating it and starting all over again, while keeping her rock-hard
clit in my mouth, but not giving it enough stimulation to cum. I
practically felt her arousal and frustration, and I was both elated that
I was able to cause so much pleasure to someone and being jealous of it,
wishing to be back inside the tight, heavy, confining latex prison.
Feeling tired, I once again came in the doll's throat, and, burying my
lips and nose in the base of Alice's rock-hard sex and wrapping my arms
around her hips, I got comfortable, laying on top of the captive doll
and, with her tongue slowly massaging my exhausted limp dickie and
completely drained balls, and her clit twitching against my lips, I
closed my eyes and drifted away to the most strange, weird, sick and
unusual sleep I've ever had.
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