Author: Honey Moon
Title: Sharon's Antique
Keywords: toys, solo, FM, fantasy, impregnation, romance

Sharon's Antique
by Honey Moon




Sharon never expected to buy anything at the Antique Expo that day. Everything 
was really over priced. Half of the things she knew she could find at her usual 
flea market runs, at about a third of the price! She just wandered from stand to 
stand, admiring this and that, when something just happened to catch her eye. It 
was a beautiful lacquered box, about 13 inches long, and 3 inches wide. It was a 
type she had seen before. Sharon picked up the box, and felt something shift 
inside. "This could be a good find, if that's the original telescope inside." 
She muttered, as she opened the catches. The young woman was shocked and nearly 
dropped the box, contents and all. Sharon just stared at the exquisitely carved 
ivory and felt her face grow flush.

"It's a very good example dear. Very life like, isn't it?"

Sharon snapped the box shut and hastily put it down. "That's a dildo!" she 
shouted, then felt like sinking into the floor as several people started to 
giggle. She looked at the old woman behind the counter and saw kind eyes 
sparkling behind her glasses. "I'm sorry about that. I just never expected THAT 
when I opened the box!"

"That's quite alright, young lady. Most people tend to think of them as a modern 
invention." The old woman smiled. "In olden times when a sailor went to sea, he 
would often carve just such an object for his ladylove in hopes that she would 
use it instead of turning to another man." The woman looked at Sharon. "Would 
you like to take it out of the box?"

"No! I mean, no thanks. I was just looking!" Sharon hurried on her way aware of 
several pairs of eyes following her. The rest of the day she tried to force the 
dildo out of her mind. She had seen them before. It was no big deal, really. Her 
roommate in college had quite a collection of them in fact, but Sharon had never 
even as much as picked one up in her life! When she realized she was passing the 
old woman's booth for about the hundredth time, she stopped. "Um, miss. How much 
is this box?" Sharon picked it up with shaking hands and gripped it tightly as 
if the contents would leap out for everyone to see.

"It's very old, and in perfect condition." The old woman looked at Sharon with 
a twinkle in her eyes. "You don't see workmanship like that any more!"

Sharon gulped. "How much?" she whispered.

"Since today is the last day of the sale, and I have to pack up soon, I'll let 
you have it for two hundred dollars.

Sharon carefully put down the box and turned to go. She stopped, and stood 
still for just a moment. "Do you take credit cards?"

"Why yes." The woman wrapped the box carefully and handed it to Sharon. "Enjoy 
yourself, deary!" the old woman said with a wink as Sharon nearly ran from the 
booth.

"Oh God! What made me buy this thing?" Sharon sat in her car and just stared at 
her package. Fumbling hands found her cell phone, and before she knew what she 
was doing, she called her friends and told them she couldn't meet them for 
dinner. Sharon raced home as fast as she could. Once there she opened the box 
and took out the ivory dildo. It really was an antique. The ivory had turned 
that dull yellow color of a fine old piano keyboard. Sharon held it to the 
light. She could see that some long forgotten sailor had been an expert at his 
work. Tiny grooves and ridges duplicated every detail of a real penis, plus the 
thing was at least twelve inches long! Sharon fought off the sudden feeling of 
longing. It had been nearly a year since she and Frank had broken up and she 
was a very busy woman. Sharon hadn't touched a penis in all that long time! 
Trying to convince herself she wasn't planning on using it, the flustered young 
woman decided to wash it up in the sink. After all, it had to have been used, 
sometime in the past! It must have been a trick of the hot water and the 
slipperiness of the soap. Sharon gasped, and dropped the thing in the sink. Just 
for a split second, it felt like she had a real flesh and blood member in he 
hands! She held the warm wet object and just stared at it. "I must be out of my 
mind!" Ignoring her own growing dampness, she dried off the ivory, and closed it 
in its box. "I am not using that old thing!" she said with determination and 
placed the box on her bookshelf. Sharon took a cool shower to settle her mind 
and calm her body, then fixed herself a light supper. After she ate, she tried 
to work on her novel. It was no good. No matter how she tried to ignore it, her 
eyes were just drawn to the box! The phone rang. "What! I mean, hello?" shit! It 
was her editor!

"Hey Sharon, we haven't heard from you in a while. How's that last chapter 
coming along?"

"Just peachy, Herb! I should have the final draft for you in a week!"

"That's great Hon!" he said with all the emotion of a dead fish. "You know I 
never pressure you but we do want to make the Christmas shopping season!" with 
a forced cheerfulness Herb wished her a goodnight and as usual, didn't even 
wait for a response.

Sharon slammed down her phone. "Damn! I'm never gonna get anything done at this 
rate! I have to get my mind back to business!" she stood, and walked slowly to 
the bookcase. "Who am I kidding? I bought the thing! I may as well give it a 
try, then maybe later I can get some work done!" Sharon grabbed the box off the 
shelf and hurried to her bedroom. She slipped out of her shorts and tee, and 
blushed at her own body's reaction. "I haven't been this wet since Frank tied me 
to the headboard!" she giggled as her fingers wandered slowly over her skin. 
She took the ivory out of its box, and made herself comfy on her bed. "Frank was 
never this big! I never knew anyone who was THIS big!" she ran the smooth head 
lightly over her breasts, and shuddered, as her nipples stiffened. Sharon placed 
it between her full breasts and hugged it to her. Funny, it still felt warm!

She tilted her head, and took the head of the antique into her mouth. That 
feeling of longing returned. Sharon never told a soul, but she liked having a 
guy's thing in her mouth! Loved feeling the silky skin against her tongue and 
most of all, loved tasting the warm semen as it jetted into her waiting mouth. 
She ran her tongue over it and felt every detail that long lost artist put into 
his work. With a pounding heart, Sharon slowly slid the ivory down her body 
leaving a shiny trail of her own saliva. The panting girl teased herself with 
the antique. She ran it lightly over her swelling lips. Every third or fourth 
pass, she let it run gently over her engorged clit. She couldn't take it 
anymore! Usually, she used just her fingertips on those nights she couldn't get 
to sleep, but not tonight! Her body ached to have something enter it! Sharon was 
trembling, as she placed the now shiny head at her opening. She spread her lips 
with one hand as she gently pressed it into herself. Sharon gasped as the 
ivory forced its way smoothly into her body. The shaking girl never felt this 
full before. It was wonderful! A soft moan escaped her lips. Her eyes opened in 
shock when she heard a moan answer hers! Into her bedroom stepped a huge man! 
He was at least six feet tall. His broad shoulders and well-muscled limbs spoke 
of a life of hard physical labor. He was dressed oddly in an open oilskin 
raincoat, vest, rough cotton shirt, leather jerkins, hobnailed boots, and an 
old-fashioned captains cap.

"Milady," he said in a booming deep voice. "Cast aside that pale imitation, thy 
husband has at last returned to thee!" He looked at her with steely gray eyes. 
Eyes that seemed to drink her in. Somehow, the startled girl felt proud at his 
pleased look. Sharon watched too stunned to move as the mountain of a man began 
to disrobe. She should be calling 911, but she just couldn't take her hands away 
from the ivory shaft impaling her. The man had a ruggedly good looking wind 
burned face, long black hair tied in a thick ponytail, and bushy mutton chop 
sideburns. She gasped as he finally removed his leather jerkins. His penis 
looked exactly like the ivory one! In every detail! He smiled at her and 
approached the bed. His large callused hands gently pushed hers away from the 
dildo, then he slowly pulled it out of her and tossed it to the floor. "I 
hunger for thee, Woman!" he bellowed as he knelt over her. He bent, and placed 
his mouth against her vagina. This man didn't seem to believe in foreplay, but 
he didn't really need it! His questing tongue brought her feelings she had only 
dimly knew before! Sharon's mind was in a spin! She should be screaming for the 
cops, but somehow knew this man would never hurt her. He rose to his knees and 
brought his penis within an inch of her mouth. Sharon's desire took over her 
body, and her lips parted. The huge head slipped between her lips and Sharon 
gently ran her tongue over it.

"Wife, I have missed you so!" he said in a surprisingly soft voice. His thick 
fingers were so gentle as they ran through her hair. He never tried to force 
more of his massive member into her. He was quite content to let her do all the 
work. The shaft seemed to grow even bigger within her mouth as she sucked 
harder. "Yes my love! Bring fourth my seed. Drink of my very life!" he threw 
back his head and bellowed as the massive shaft began to jerk. Sharon tried to 
swallow it all, there was no way a mortal man could produce this much semen! She 
gasped and coughed a bit as he took her into his arms. He kissed her roughly, 
not minding his own seed running down her chin. "My love, do not fret. I am not 
spent." He pushed her down, and eased her legs apart. "It is time for thee to 
give me a fine strong son!"

Sharon finally found her voice. "Wait! What are you talking about! I can't have 
a baby now! I'm not your wife!" her words fell on deaf ears as he pressed his 
still hard member against her swollen lips. "No, please! I stopped taking my 
pills!" she was breathing hard, and couldn't stop her body from responding to 
his. She struggled briefly but it was to no avail.

"Hush woman! You are ripe for a child!" he entered her and her body trembled.

"Please!" Sharon whimpered, as the huge man pressed into her tightness. He began 
to thrust, slowly at first, so as not to hurt her. "I can't do this now!" the 
young woman never felt like this before! His hard body glistened with a fine 
sheen of sweat as he increased the pace of his movements. "Stop please. Don't 
come inside me!" she whimpered, even as her hands grabbed the hard muscles of 
his backside and pulled him tighter to her. he leaned down and kissed her as 
he slammed into her body. Sharon couldn't take much more, and forgot her 
protests. "Yes, oh god yes!" she cried as her release grew near. "Take me, my 
captain!" she screamed as her body was wracked by one orgasm after another.

Once more he threw back his head and roared! "Good wife, give me a son!" Sharon 
felt the mighty shaft jerk within her and actually felt his burning seed as it 
burst fourth into her body! Her mind flew free as she trembled beneath him.

Sharon opened her eyes and saw bright sunlight streaming through her window. 
"Oh wow, what a dream!" she looked down and giggled as she pulled the ivory 
dildo from within her. "I can't believe I slept through the night with that 
thing still in me!" she stood on shaky legs and started for the bathroom. She 
froze in her tracks. There on the floor was an oilskin raincoat! Her hands 
shook as she checked the pockets. She found a pipe, a sealskin bag of tobacco 
and a large gold watch with separate winding key. She pressed the stud at the 
top and the cover opened. Sharon sat down hard on her bed, in total shock. She 
stared at the miniature portrait inside the cover. "It, it's me!" It was true. 
The painting was wonderful in its color and clarity. Sharon was looking into her 
own face! She looked at the back of the watch, and read the words inscribed, 
aloud. "To my beloved captain, may you return to me. Always, your Sharon." The 
shaken woman looked at the watch, hardly daring to breath. "Is this why?" she 
asked her empty bedroom. Sharon went to her word processor, started it up, and 
looked at the words scrolling across the screen. She sat and typed, as once more 
her imagination took over. Was it her imagination? Sharon didn't believe that 
anymore, as she wrote about the young widow, who lost her beloved husband to a 
raging storm, destined to spend the rest of her life waiting for his return.

The old woman looked up from her display. "Can I help you?"

Sharon smiled. She had a feeling she would find this particular dealer at the 
Antique Fair today! "I just wanted to say thank you, is all."

"Aren't you the young woman I sold that ivory piece to several months ago?"

"Yes, that was me all right." I never thanked you properly for it."

"That's ok, deary. You looked a little embarrassed at the time." The old woman 
smiled at Sharon. "I guess you didn't really need it, after all."

Sharon giggled, and put a hand protectively on her gravid belly. "Now I wouldn't 
say that!" Sharon smiled at the kindly old woman's confusion and left for home.

Sharon picked the ivory dildo up from her pillow and placed its head in her 
mouth, warming it with her tongue. She sighed when she heard the bedroom door 
open. "Wife, thy beauty grows as does our child!" Sharon grinned happily as he 
swept her up into his strong arms. Her captain really did have a thing for 
pregnant women! She was overjoyed in being so able to please him!