by Jenna Rose
“Ah, Mr. Forte,” I said with as much formality as I could muster. “You’ve come for your doll, I assume?”
Kai’s beautiful lips twisted into a lustful grin that made me want to throw myself at him right then and there. But that wasn’t the plan. No, this was one of those special nights. He nodded formally.
“That’s right, Miss. Stacy,” he replied. “As CEO of this company I believe the best way to test a product is to do it personally and make sure everything is working right.”
“You run a…tight ship, Mr. Forte.”
“Yes,” he grinned. “Yes, I do.”
“Your doll is being prepared as we speak,” I told him. “If you will wait outside for one minute and then enter this room, your doll will be ready and prepared for you. It is yours to then use as you see fit.”
My heart fluttered with anticipation and I couldn’t stop my eyes from flickering down to the bulge in his pants that was impossible to hide. I knew his cock was pumping full of blood and his balls were full of hot warm cum for me. My head was already in the clouds but I fought to keep it back down on Earth so I could give him his—our—fantasy.
“Thank you, Miss Stacy,” Kai replied with a nod. “I will enter in one minute.”
I quickly closed to door to keep myself from gawking any longer at my man and breaking the façade, then rushed to the bathroom and began to strip down. I slipped out of the dress and tossed it aside, quickly unbuttoned the shirt and freed my breasts, but left my tiny black thong on to cover my pussy, which was already wet with anticipation. Then, to really sell the whole thing, I rubbed a thin coating of baby oil all over my body. The shine, combined with the lighting in the bedroom, really sold the illusion that I was one of his dolls, made from latex and ready to be broken in by him.
Then I lay down on the bed with my legs flat and straight and my arms down at my sides like I was a freshly made sex doll (an expensive one!) that had just come off the assembly line and was ready for inspection. As I lay there, I stared at the door, counting down the seconds as my body cried out for him.
Come on! I thought. Fuck waiting one minute, come in now!
My pussy was begging for his cock. My body was aching for his touch. He’d left early to go into the office, and since this was our fantasy day of the week, I hadn’t even kissed him. It had been almost twenty-four hours since we last touched, and I felt like I was ready to explode.
As the door opened, I snapped my eyes to the ceiling and lay still. The sound of his footsteps on the hardwood floor as he approached were like the crescendo of an orchestra, the swell just before the climax. It took every bit of effort I had to not look at him, to keep my breathing still so he wouldn’t see my chest heaving with the lust I had inside.
“Well, well, well,” he mused as he stepped up to the edge of the bed and looked down at me. I kept my eyes on the ceiling where they belonged as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I could barely see it out of the corner of my eye. He was already hard—of course, and began to stroke himself as he kicked off his pants.
“So, you’re my little doll,” he said slowly as he jerked his cock and used his free hand to unbutton his shirt. “I have to say, Miss. Stacy wasn’t lying when she told me about the quality…”
My body shook as he touched me, a delicate caress just below my hip bone. He noticed of course, but pretended to ignore it.
“So lifelike,” he smiled. “Such incredible curves…”
His hand traced my waist up to my breast. He cupped it and squeezed. I fought to keep my eyes open and focused on the ceiling, when really all I wanted to do was let them close and arch my back up off the bed and let him ravish me. But the buildup was half the fun.
“And what’s this?” he asked as he maneuvered around to the bottom of the bed. “A nice pretty little pink pussy…”
Take me already, Kai! Take me!
A jolt of pleasure hit me like a bolt of lightning as he touched my clit. This time, I couldn’t stop myself from shaking.
“And it’s wet…”
“I can’t do it, Kai!” I shouted. “I can’t!”
I leapt up and threw myself onto him, kissing him everywhere, his cheeks, his chin, his neck, tasting him, smelling him, feeling my slick body press against his muscled frame. I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his massive cock that was already dripping with precum and felt the fire between us ignite as we kissed and he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
His strong hands gripped me as he laid me down on the bed beneath him. I looked up with wide, welcoming eyes as he knelt over me, his knees on either side of my head, and presented his absolutely monstrous unit to me.
“It’s okay, doll,” he smiled. “You can’t resist me. It’s okay.”
“Oh, you’re bad,” I replied as I opened my mouth to accept him. The sweet and salty taste of his precum against my tongue inflamed me, and as his fingers found my wet little cunt and began to spread me open, I let out a moan and wrapped my lips around his swollen head.
I loved sucking his cock, pleasing him, being his little doll, even if tonight I’d completely and utterly failed with our roleplaying fantasy. But again, Kai seemed able to read my mind and whispered to me.
“It’s okay, Gwen. You’re always going to be my little doll.”
The End.
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