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 Sarah with Carol

   (F/F mast fist extreme)

   While Sarah was, and always had been, satisfied with her lover, this
inflatable dildo was something else.  Her lover Jeff, along with some
average sized toys had been sufficient for her.  This thing was huge
though! It was almost nine inches long and fully pumped reached two inches
in diameter.  When it was inserted all the way, and her vaginal lips closed
around the end, there was just something about the way it opened her up as
she pulled it back out.  She loved the long strokes she could get.  Not
just the depth, but the stretching she got when the head pushed inside her,
then the long penetration, feeling the undulations and ridges as it slid in
until her lips closed over the narrow end.  She had pumped it up until it
was over an inch in diameter.

   The orgasm she was just now recovering from had been one of the most
intense of her life.  She lay quietly, feeling her body calming, not ready
for that yet.  Knowing she was just starting.  Her hand ran up and down the
shaft of the slick dildo, enjoying the tactile sensations.  Not quite
accepting that this length had been inside her, the thickness a little
overwhelming.  Giving the bulb a few tentative squeezes, she delighted in
the feeling of her encircling fingers spreading around the increasing
girth.

   She pumped it up until it was an inch and a half thick, a shiny black
phallus that looked impossibly large to fit inside her.  Wondering if she
could work it in, if anyone could take something this size, she slid it
down her stomach, leaving a shiny trail on her skin.  Bringing the head to
the entrance of her vagina she pressed it in.  Why was this so stimulating?
The feel of a blunt object, to large to actually go inside her, too big to
be of any real use, yet so stimulating.  She began to roll her hips against
it.  The nuzzling head against her, at times the angles just right for
penetration, the tip just starts in.  Stopped by the tightness of her
opening, yet erotic in a way that was new to her.  As she shifted against
it, the angle changing, now rubbing against her outer lips, then poised
again to enter.  This simple movement exciting her, making her want it
inside of her, knowing that wasn't possible.

   Drawing her heels up she trapped the base on the bed and rotated against
the head.  More quickly now, as her arousal increased.  One hand stroked
over her clit, traced circles around it, brushing lightly against the
expanding clitoris.  Still holding the bulb in the other hand, she
unconsciously gave it a few more squeezes.  Her hips moved a little more as
she rocked harder on the thickening dildo.  She was fully conscious of the
excitement, aware of the sensations shooting out from between her legs. 
She did not realize that the dildo had reached its full dimension.  No
longer holding it, not having the thickness within her grasp, no idea that
it was now an incredible two inches thick.

   Her movements grew more intense and she slid down the bed a bit,
pressing just a little harder against the mammoth head.  The stimulation of
that dildo buffeting against her vaginal opening was now the controlling
factor.  She concentrated solely on that, the fingers dancing across her
clitoris were secondary.  In the past her clit was the center of arousal,
the place where her orgasms were born.  Now though, it was the spreading of
her pussy.  Still the very slight penetration of the bluntly tapered head
whenever her movements brought it in alignment with her vagina, was what
she needed and she wanted more.  Her heels pressed down more firmly,
securing it more tightly as she pushed harder, rocking on it with more
force.

   Suddenly .....  She froze......  a bit in panic, some wonder, some fear,
but mostly because of the jolt of electricity that shot through her as the
head slipped inside.  She lay there, still, waiting, unbelieving that it
could fit inside.  Feeling the stretching of her pussy, waiting for the
pain that had to come.  There was none, a little ache maybe, but nothing to
fear.  Just a lurching in her stomach, a gasping of breath at what had just
happened.  She lay there, her mind trying to accept that this huge,
inflated dildo had just penetrated her, was partially inside her. 
Tentatively she slid down, feeling it sliding in; an almost unbearable
longing as it split her.  The lips of her pussy stretched tightly around it
in a band of muscle.  Lower she sank, drinking in the long slow penetration
of that monster until her lips closed around the thin end.  Her heart
pounding, her breathing fast, small moans escaping from her, she waited. 
Could this huge thing be inside her?  It was impossible to comprehend.

   She grasped the narrow end and disconnected the tube that ran to the
inflation bulb, locking the dildo into the size that filled her.  Slowly
she pulled on it, trying to slide it out.  Reluctantly her pussy opened to
it, feeling her lips spread as it came out.  Once again that long slow
journey across her stretched pussy lips, finally stopping with just the
head inside.  She pushed it back in, feeling her lips rolling up inside her
as it went in.  A little faster this time, then back out.  Again, in and
out, faster.  Sometimes pulling to hard, pulling it entirely out,
frantically jabbing it back inside.  Her body bucking against her thrusting
hand, swallowing the dildo compulsively.  The sounds of her wetness clearly
audible over the rasping of her panting breaths.  With increasing violence
she thrust it inside, her cunt lips first rolling in then sliding along the
length, then being pulled outside on the reverse stroke.

   She stabbed it repeatedly into her vagina, her legs outstretched, the
muscles of her calves and thighs taut with strain.  Then pulling her legs
back and reaching with her arm to get the best angle, the best leverage to
saw it inside her.  Her toes curled under, grunting with each thrust as she
pounded that fat, glistening, dildo into her.  She was getting closer,
nearing another explosion.  Frantic to gain release she hammered it,
straining for her orgasm.  So close, almost there.  Bang ...  Bang ... 
Bang ...  she shoved it in and out.  She clawed at her clit, her hand a
blur as she rubbed it.  Her hips bucked wildly as she lurched into her
orgasm, a scream torn from deep within her.  Reveling in the pulsation's
that washed over her she kicked out with her legs, jabbing the dildo inside
with one last plunge as the her pussy closed over the handle, the tips of
her fingers entering her as the nine inch dildo and the one inch end were
embedded fully inside.

   Clearly, there would be more of this to explore she thought, lying there
while the contractions of her orgasm ebbed.  Pushing out with her vaginal
muscles the dildo began exiting her pussy.  She let out a long sigh of
contentment, noticing, with out really registering, that her belly seemed
to collapse a little.  Finally she got up, time to get dinner ready, Jeff
would be home soon.

   Sarah could not get this afternoon out of her mind.  She was not ready
to tell Jeff about it yet, not sure how he would react.  One thing she was
sure of was that she was going to repeat it.  The next day she couldn't
wait for him to leave.  Once alone she got her new toy out and pumped it
up. Amazed at the size it reached, amazed that she was able to take this
thing.  Her fingers almost reached around it, just a small gap between her
thumb and fingertips.  She ran her hand up and down it, feeling the ridges
and veins, pretending it was real, fantasizing about the person that would
possess such a cock, and what they would do.  When waiting any longer was
impossible she slid it down between her legs and started to work it in. 
Slowly, anticipating the difficulties of yesterday she pressed the head
against her vagina.  This time it slid readily in, the opening up, the
stretching pleasurable.  She was well lubricated from anticipation and slid
it in slowly, with no discomfort.  It was exiting and stimulating but not
the same.  Could the novelty have worn off this quickly?

   She pushed it all the way in then got off the bed, letting the tubing
and bulb dangle between her legs.  The closet door had a full-length mirror
on the inside and she opened it so that she would be able to see herself in
the mirror.  Moving the pillows down the bed she lay down with her legs
pulled up and started to pull it out.  She found the sight of her lips
stretched around it to be highly arousing.  It visually re-enforced what
she was feeling.  Still though, not enough.  Almost absently she worked it
in and out while considering what she could do.  This was new to her,
thinking that an average sized cock or dildo was all she needed.  Now there
had to be more, this acceptance of a larger object had quickly altered her
thinking.  She pumped the bulb repeatedly, but it had reached its maximum
size.

   She had to have more; the first taste had just whetted her appetite. 
Looking around the room for something to use, looking vainly for something
to meet her needs, there did not appear to be any suitable object.  She
needed a way to make the dildo bigger.  Unscrewing the pump hose, which
prevented the air from escaping, she took some thick socks and slid them
over the dildo.  Then stretching condoms over either end she now had a
considerably larger toy.  She liked the increased thickness and the
softness, but maybe, just a little bit bigger.  Unwrapping it, she slid
more socks over it until it was a good three inches thick.  She almost
laughed at how preposterous it looked; knowing that she wouldn't be able to
take it, still, it appealed to her.  Something about the sheer size alone
was exciting.

   Sarah was ready to give free rein to her wildest fantasies, ignoring any
old conventions that might have in the past hindered her; she lay down,
watching herself in the mirror.  Spreading lubricant liberally over it, and
with shaking hands, she massaged her pussy lips with the head.  She felt
empty and loose inside, needing something to fill her, ready to take it,
starting to feel out of control.  With desire controlling her actions Sarah
slid the length of the dildo over her opening and then across her clit,
then down.  Each time she did this she would pause and push it against her
opening, spreading her lips.  When she had reached the point where it was
impossible to wait any longer she tried to push it in.  The tip slid in a
bit, but the increased diameter was too much.  It felt much larger than she
had anticipated, but that was what it was all about.  The feeling of
stretching out, feeling herself opening up, feeling like her legs are
pushed apart, the jolt that shoots through her body as the dildo slides in,
the momentary pause while the mind accepts and the body adjusts to it.  The
feeling of accomplishment, the erotic surge and the excitement of the
forbidden, how nasty yet shameless the act is.  She wanted it.

   So she pushed harder, working the head into the right position, pushing
even harder, until there was that moment that opened her further than
before, when it seemed, not quite sure yet, but seemed like it was poised
to go in.  Then she was opened, her inner muscle spreading over the head,
the ring of her lips stretched tightly in a band over the thickness...and
it was sliding in.  A groan escaped from her mouth, a long moan of
satisfaction.  GODDDDDD...  it was going in, seemingly endlessly it sank
into her, some pain, sort of a dull ache, but just right, it was the sign
that she was really filling her self.  Her pussy, greedy in its need,
welcoming the huge intrusion that filled her.  Deeper it sank, a long slow
searing of pleasure that spread through her, giving what she demanded.

   When her fingertips touched her vaginal lips she was full.  She stopped
and rested, enjoying the fullness, her breathing rough and loud, gasping
for breath, her heart pounding in excitement.  Damn!  She was full, this is
what she craved, her greed temporarily met, and she started to pull it out,
letting the pain ebb.  Slowly she withdrew the three-inch thick dildo until
it exited her.  A pause while she lay there, trying to catch her breath. 
She couldn't wait long though, her pussy was screaming to be filled again.
She didn't exist without that inside her.  More quickly this time she found
the proper angle and worked it in, a slight pause as she got the direction
right, the point where it started to slide back in.  This time she pushed
it all the way in with one rapid push, the slightest pause, then back out.
Oh yeah!  This is what her pussy needed.  Faster now, harder.  She jammed
it in and out, pumping in to herself as fast as she could, desperate.  Her
free hand flying across her clit, encircling it, touching in just the right
spots.  Rapidly she built towards an orgasm as the dildo plunged inside. 
Her breathing stopped, her moans stopped, she was almost there, her body
focussed on the jabbing dildo, rippling and tearing at her pussy as it
surged into her.

   With a physical lurch that bounced her off the bed, she came, her
contractions gripping the dildo for a moment as it washed through her.  The
fingers clawing at her clit never stopped and after the initial waves she
resumed pumping into herself.  She was too sensitive for this, but she
couldn't stop.  Thrashing on the bed in an attempt to escape the pummeling
she was giving herself, she was torn between continuing to newer heights
and stopping to let her body adjust.  Her needs won out, her desire to have
more taking possession.  Never stopping the masturbation of her clit and
with barely a moment to rest her pussy, she kept going.  Forcing herself to
endure until quickly her erotic needs took over again.

   Almost too sensitive to bear it she fucked herself over and over. 
Rasping breaths forcing out grunts of passion, she was an animal.  One
thing on her mind, her need for more, more desire, more abuse, more
orgasms. Frantically she rubbed herself, changing the direction of her
thrusts with the dildo.  Her hand and arm nearing exhaustion, she couldn't
stop.  She had climbed quickly back up to another orgasm and couldn't wait.
Her pussy lips were drawn in and out, rolling back and forth with the
dildo. It slid easily; she had long adapted to its girth.  She pointed it
up, plunging it in a new direction.  Her fingers slid up the length,
resting the base against the heel of her hand, her fingers began to enter
her alongside the dildo.  She never noticed the greater spreading of her
pussy.  Too caught up in the moment, her body numb to all that was
happening except the need for physical release.

   Oh God was it never going to happen?  Her body cried out for release. 
Faster she went, arms nearing exhaustion, hands cramping, but she couldn't
stop.  Her stomach was bouncing with each inward thrust as she tilted the
head of the dildo up, bouncing it against the top of vagina, pushing above
the opening to her cervix.  Her legs were shaking.  She felt the explosion
nearing; the sounds of her soaked pussy loud, juices splattering in small
droplets.  Her pussy was about to give way when it hit, a scream torn from
her lips, her legs thrusting out as she thrashed about the bed, the dildo
falling out of her.  Her cunt was wide open, visibly spasming with
contractions, opening and closing as if gasping for air.  Her juice shot
out of her in long pulsing streams as the orgasm wracked her body.  She
rolled back and forth until she was coming in one long continuous stream.
She thought she might pass out, the blood pounding in her head.

   Finally she lay there, quieting down, her breathing slowing.  Just lying
quietly, dream like, remembering the intensity.  After a while she stirred,
her body drained.  Not quite believing how good that had been.  Later, she
got up and staggered into the bathroom to cleanup.  Her hair was plastered
to her face, her body cooling with drying sweat.  She took towels back into
the bedroom to mop up the puddles of her cum.  Then standing in the shower,
the warm water washing her clean, touching her self as she bathed.  Feeling
the softness of her breasts, the curve of her bottom.  Day dreaming under
the spray.  Wondering what was next, examining the possibilities,
considering what else she could do.

   For the rest of the day, and through the evening she moved in twilight,
wondering about her new life, knowing she was heading down a path that she
couldn't leave.  There wasn't an aspect that wasn't exciting to her.  The
stretching of her pussy as something entered; the feeling of being filled
inside, all the things that led to fulfil her growing needs.  She spent the
time before falling asleep dreaming up new ways to satisfy herself.

   The next morning she started her preparations.  Her goal was to fill her
self as much as possible, to first try and stretch her pussy from the
inside.  Drawing a hot bath, she settled into the water, letting it warm
her and relax any tension.  Taking the flexible hose of the showerhead she
adjusted the flow until a slow stream of warm water sprayed out.  She let
it play against her crotch, enjoying the gentle tingling, building her
arousal.  Moving the head closer to her vaginal opening until it touched
between her lips, she slowly inserted the nozzle inside.  She lay back in
the tub, resting her head against the edge, pushing the spray inside.  The
gentle stream began filling her vagina, slowly, as she lay there.  Feeling
the warmth inside, enjoying the slow filling of her pussy.  Gradually the
pressure began to build until she was pleasantly full.  She kept the spray
in position, eyes closed, concentrating on the sensations.  Just as the
pressure started to become excessive she pulled the nozzle out, squeezing
her opening shut.  Gently she touched herself, one hand slowly circling her
clitoris, one hand stroking her breasts.  She enjoyed feeling her nipples
hardening under her touch.  Her hand drifted below her breasts, feeling the
swell of her abdomen, noticeably larger than normal.

   With a satisfied sigh she relaxed her muscle, letting the water drain
out, feeling her stomach drop.  That was so good.  She wanted to go slowly,
letting the desire build, enjoying every moment.  She continued to stoke
her stomach, surprised at the flatness when minutes before it had been well
rounded.  Sarah adjusted the showerhead and reduced the flow even more
until it was a very slow trickle.  She re-inserted it, clenching her
vaginal ring around it she let it sit inside of her.  She went back to
stroking herself, touching all the places that aroused her.  Quietly the
water filled her forcing her to bear down a little more on the nozzle.  She
lay there enjoying the sensations; taking peeks at her belly, watching it
inflate as the pressure slowly built.  This time she kept it in well after
it started to become full, accepting the discomfort as part of her need. 
She started to moan, partly with the discomfort but mostly with desire and
excitement.  Finally she could stand it no longer and pulled the nozzle
out. She was keeping the water in, but not without considerable strain. 
Struggling to sit up, she began to seriously cramp, but could not let this
testing of her capability stop.  Bracing her hands on the sides of the tub
she managed to get to her feet.

   She looked down at her distended belly, deciding that she looked at
least five to six months pregnant.  She couldn't keep from rubbing her
stomach, running her hands over her swollen abdomen.  The pressure seemed
to ebb a bit as she stood.  Gingerly she stepped out of the tub, ready to
dash back if she failed to keep the water in.  The clenching of her pussy
muscles was exciting; highlighting and focussing her on her vagina,
seemingly putting pressure on her clit.  She could feel it erecting and
brushed her fingers across it sending small shocks through her pussy,
almost losing control as her knees bent.  It became too much and she rushed
over to the tub and let the water rush out.  Finding it difficult to
believe how stimulating that was, having to brace herself with one hand
against the wall, her breathing pronounced in her excitement.  She bent
over to pick up the nozzle, wanting to feel that fullness again.  She
paused, then turned off the water and opened the drain.

   Rushing to the closet she took out the bag of Mylar balloons that she
kept with the party supplies.  She went into her bedroom and got the
inflatable dildo that she had used yesterday.  Disconnecting the inflation
tube she inserted the balloon into her pussy with the end hanging out. 
Pushing the end of the tube into the balloon and wrapping, then securely
taping the excess tightly around the tube, she began to inflate it. 
Pumping quickly now, no more of the slow filling, she frantically squeezed
the bulb.  Soon each squeeze was being felt, adding that additional
pressure that she needed.  Not stopping the inflation, she laid on the bed,
legs outstretched, watching herself in the mirror.  She was thrilled to see
her stomach rising.  This was different than the water, harder sort of,
more rigid, not flowing to take the internal shape as the water had.  As it
inflated to a greater size it began to spread her pussy lips apart.  She
loved seeing her pussy opening, appreciating not having to clench down with
her vaginal muscles.  Just to lay there relaxing, her belly growing larger,
her lips opening, and the silver of the balloon becoming more visible. 
When she couldn't take it anymore, her belly as swollen as it had been
earlier, she rested.

   Her hand rested along her side, as she lay there motionless, staring at
the reflection in the mirror.  Her legs parted, her pussy gaping, a wide
silver disc marking the entrance to her vagina, the lips of her pussy
stretched.  The image was highly erotic to her, sufficient to increase her
excitement just by visual stimulation.  After remaining motionless she
began to pump the bulb again, watching her stomach slowly increase in size,
her opening broaden.  She was groaning with pleasure now, the heat inside
her building as she expanded.  Not wanting to stop, wanting to only
increase her size to open her self to unimagined sizes she forced more air
inside the balloon.  She began to rock back and forth, shifting under the
expansion of her vagina.  The lips of her pussy were stretching more
tightly.  The body of the balloon is beginning to emerge from her pussy,
forcing them to stretch even further.  Her hands were now stimulating her
body, vibrating faster on her clit, pulling her nipples harder, stretching
her breasts, and pulling them tautly away from her chest.  God this was
what she wanted, this intense pressure, moving into extreme areas,
abandoning herself to her imagination.  Her leg muscles tightened as her
excitement increased, the size of the balloon buried inside her to large to
let her close them.  Her pussy stretched open hugely, gaping widely,
appearing as a vast hole between her legs.

   She reached over to the nightstand to get her vibrator and turned it on.
The instant it touched, just above her clit, her eyes bulged and she let
out a loud moan.  The vibrations, normally just centered around her clit
were transmitted through her body.  Carried by the tight fabric of the
inflated Mylar, she could feel her organs vibrating.  Every point of her
reproductive system was on fire, quivering with the buzzing of the
vibrator. Quickly she built towards an orgasm, rolling side to side on the
bed.  She fought to climax, struggling to come.  Savagely she pressed the
head of the vibrator against her self, but it wasn't enough.  She used one
hand to pull at her flesh, fully exposing her rigid clit and jabbing and
shaking the vibrator against it.  She hung on the verge of an orgasm. 
Gasping for breath, shaking, tossing, groaning in lust, she hung there. 
She was stretched so fully that her contractions wouldn't come, her muscles
to weak to fight against the pressure.  She dug her fingers into her skin
with greater desperation, tugging at her flesh.  She pounded at her clit
with the toy.

   She froze, held motionless as it started, then she exploded.  Her pussy
spasmed, contracting, her stomach muscles grabbed and she lurched up; her
legs shook and thrashed.  She remained locked into the first stages of her
climax as lust washed through her.

   Eventually, after the last tremors of her orgasm died away, after her
legs stopped quivering, Sarah raised her head to see herself.  She couldn't
believe the size of her swollen belly or the sight of the three inch
opening of her pussy, stretched by the balloon inside her.  She noticed the
expression on her face in the mirror, her eyes wide in disbelief at the
shape of her body.  With a groan she leaned forward, fighting against the
resistance of the balloon which made the motion of sitting up difficult. 
She released the pressure on it and laid back, watching her abdomen return
to normal.  Although the release of pressure against her abdominal walls
was relaxing and soothing, she had lost the exhilarating sense of fullness
she had felt when it was inflated.

   Sarah lay there thinking, almost dreaming, trying to accept and
understand her feelings about this new self.  Finally deciding not to care
about what it all meant, knowing she was going to continue down this path,
she sat up on the edge of the bed.  Unconsciously her fingers moved towards
her crotch.  Needing to touch the place that had given her so much
pleasure. A place that still tingled.  She stood up and walked out of the
bedroom, planning her next session and absently masturbating as she walked
down the hall.

   All Sarah knew at this point was that she had to do something to revisit
that pleasure.  She had to find something to fill her pussy, something to
stretch her open.  She wanted to explore her limits and push herself.  She
changed into a tight t-shirt and shorts, delighting in the feel of her
erect nipples as they dragged across the thin fabric.  Her fingers
continuing to massage her clit and vagina, now through the material of her
tight shorts.  She worked the cloth between her pussy lips, feeling the
fabric grow damp.

   Heading outside to her car she checked for her purse, not wanting to
drive all the way to the adult store without money.  When she arrived in
the parking lot she sat for a bit, working up her courage.  She had passed
this place a number of times but had never stopped in.  She got out, not
sure what to expect, and pushed the door open.  She was greeted by the site
of brightly lit shelves in long rows holding tapes, books and all manner of
adult toys.  Making her way to the toy section she drooled over the
choices. Her mind was overloaded by the possibilities.  She scooped up an
armload of all kinds.  Dildos the size of an average cock to ones that were
huge.  She grabbed a rubber fist and arm, massive butt plugs and anything
else she could carry.  On her way to the checkout she saw a display dildo.
It stood 3' tall resting on an enormous base of massive balls.  The head
flared to a width of something over eight inches.  She had to have it, she
didn't care, she was drunk with sexual excitement.  Dumping her collection
on the counter she went back to drag the display dildo to the counter.

   When she got there it was obvious the clerk was about to object. 
Standing in front of him, she brought one hand to her breast, fondling it
through her t-shirt, the other diving inside her shorts to tease her clit,
she looked straight at him and asked how much?  He rang up the standard
purchases, dumping the contents into a couple of shopping bags, constantly
watching her.  When he finished he stammered out $50.00 bucks for the
display.  Knowing that was way to a low a price she quickly agreed.  She
released her breast and drew out her wallet.  Then taking the credit card
out with the one that had been playing with her pussy she handed him the
card, drawing her fingers across his hand.  He stared at the wet marks on
his hand, then quickly rang it up and checked her out.

   After carrying three heavy loads out to the car she started on her way
home.  She was uncertain if she could make it.  Her body was so sexually
charged.  Her breathing growing more labored and a growing excitement
between her legs, she plunged her shaking fingers into one of the bags and
pulled out one of her new dildos.  She would touch it, feeling if there
were ridges, stroking her hand down the length, seeing if her fingers would
encircle its girth, then tossing it onto the floor.  By the time she had
made the 30 minute drive, the floor of the passenger side was littered with
a pile of dildos.  She pulled into the garage and carried her purchases
into the kitchen.

   She carefully washed each one, using the washing as an excuse to feel
and stroke each one again with her soapy hands.  She loved the feel as her
fingers ran up and down the surfaces, amazed at how heavy there were, some
requiring two hands to span the circumference.  She didn't bother to wash
the display one, knowing that it was not designed for human use.  It was
the idea of something that big that had attracted her.  After washing and
drying them all she carried them up to her bedroom.  Ripping off her few
clothes she arrayed the toys on the bed.  She looked at them, planning the
order she wanted to use them, all the while at least one hand between her
legs.  Her inner thighs were slick with the juices that trickled out of her
vagina.  Her shorts had absorbed all the juice before, but now it was free
to run down her legs.

   She lay down on the bed and grabbed a smaller sized one, maybe 1 ½
inches thick and eight inches long.  She slipped it into her pussy and
grabbed another one of similar size.  With the juices from her pussy she
lubricated it and with not much effort worked it in alongside the first. 
While by no means stretched, she did at least feel something with the
second one in.  Checking the view in the mirror she could see her pussy
lips wrapped around the two dildos, her opening in an hour glass shape. 
Through the gaps created with the insertion of the second dildo the cream
that had built up inside her was draining out of her vagina.  A large pool
was forming between her legs.  She grabbed a third dildo and worked it
through one of the gaps.  Surprised by how easily it entered, nonetheless
she could feel the additional thickness.

   Reaching down with one hand she tried grabbing all three and fucking
herself with them.  It was hard to get a grip on the slick rubber, but by
placing her hand below the bases she could at least hold them there while
she fucked herself on them.  Every aspect of what she was doing was
exciting.  She loved seeing her pussy lips get pushed out of view as she
lowered herself down, then watching them roll out and pull away from her
vagina as she withdrew the dildos was even better.  Ten minutes of this
fucking and she was ready for more.  She grabbed one that was very smooth,
with a long taper that widened to a thickness of over two inches.

   Scooping up some of the juice puddled between her legs she used her hand
to cover the fourth dildo with her wetness and placed it against the final
gap between the original two.  The first two inches of the tip penetrated
easily but as she pushed more in, her vaginal muscles began to feel some
serious stretching.  With gasps of pleasure she pushed harder, loving the
feeling of herself opening up, the tip passing the inner muscle, truly
beginning to work into her.  It was an incredible feeling, that stretching
open, her pussy ring spreading.  At five inches she was almost at the
widest point.  With one last shove it slipped in.  She flopped back,
feeling her breasts rolling and tugging, lying there, adjusting.  Feeling
how stretched she was, loving it, wanting it, wanting more.  A few
experimental squeezes with her vagina, bearing down on the dildos.  She
reached over for another one, this one longer and well over two inches
thick.

   Swirling the fifth dildo in the pool of her juices, letting the fresh
cream flowing out of her coat the upper part, she brought it up to the
center of the four already inside her.  Captivated by the view in the
mirror, her cunt opening stretched into an irregular circle four inches
across, she started feeding in the next one, the biggest she had used so
far.  This one was long enough to hold by placing the base under the heel
of her foot.  With it held securely in place she was able to push against
it without holding it with her hands.  She used one hand to pull and stroke
her nipples and the other to massage her clit.  Pushing hard against the
fifth dildo, it very slowly started to slide between the others.  As it
moved in, it pushed the first one farther in until the entire eight inch
dildo slipped inside her.  The fifth one slid in to fill its place.  Sarah
grunted in excitement, her pussy stretched another notch larger, an entire
dildo fully inside her.  She froze for a moment, waiting to see if anything
bad was going to happen, but all she felt was pleasure and mounting
excitement.

   Her cunt was filled with a column of rubber over four inches thick plus
the one inside her.  As she stroked her clit her arm lay on top of her
belly and she thought she could feel the hardness of the dildos inside her.
By keeping the one under her heel and rolling her hips she was able to make
small fucking movements, forcing the deeply imbedded dildos to move inside
her.  Not sure where this was all headed but unable to stop she picked up
another long one, over 2 ½ inches thick, and began to work it in.  This was
the thickest one she had tried and like the previous one it started to push
one of the smaller ones deep into her vagina.  Her hand kept slipping in
all the cum that was flowing from her, she was unable to hold it tight
enough to push it in.  Placing the base of this sixth dildo under her other
heel, she slid farther down on the bed.  As she did it started to enter
her, the size stretching her open to new dimensions.  The second dildo
popped all the way inside her as the sixth one entered into her pussy. 
Again she felt the thrill of accomplishment when she realized that it was
going to fit inside her, the breath halting moment as she felt herself
expand and it slid into her vagina.  Four large dildos stretching her open,
two more imbedded deep inside her.

   She began to fuck her self on the two big ones under her heels, at the
same time pushing on the smaller ones, working them deep needing, as
always, more.  Harder she shoved against them, using her body to slide up
and down, feeling her pussy lips rolling back and forth, stretched tight.
Her hand holding the other two, driving them deeper.  She grew more frantic
in her lust, forcing the two smaller ones in opposite direction of the two
larger ones, playing with the variations her mind commanded.  With a
particularly hard shove the two smaller ones were pulled out of her hands
as they got sucked deep inside.  The stretching of her pussy lips eased as
they grasped only two dildos now.  She grabbed another smaller one off the
bed and forced it deep inside until it joined the four other ones buried
deeply.

   Feeling her excitement rise to a fever pitch, growing towards an orgasm
she picked up the biggest one she had yet tried.  It was 15 inches long and
three inches thick with a large base comprised of a pair of oversized
balls. She drove it through the opening into her cunt, stretching herself
again.  As it entered her she could clearly feel here abdominal walls
bulging under her arm.  She could see the ridges and bulges formed by the
five dildos locked deep inside.  She drove the latest dildo in deep. 
Fighting against the resistance of the mass of rubber it had to penetrate.
It bucked in her hands as it worked deeper, sliding over and around the
others as it penetrated.  It felt as if something was living inside her. 
Three, then four inches were buried, now five.  She pulled it out, then
back in again, each time a fraction deeper.  The two other dildos partially
inside her providing the additional girth that stretched her lips into a
tight band of flesh, moving in unison with the plunging dildos.  The ones
inside acting like a living writhing mass, distorting her pussy walls. 
With a final shove she drove the 15 inch dildo past all the rest until it
banged against her cervix.  She exploded in orgasm.  Her cunt walls
spasming and throbbing, involuntarily bearing down on the dildos, acting
like they were trying to draw all the dildos inside her.  She never stopped
thrusting, all during the throes of her orgasm she kept pounding herself.
She squirted vast loads of juice over her hand and the toys.  When she
pulled the dildos out before thrusting them back in her juice would arc
through the air in long sprays.

   Frantically she fucked herself harder, continuously banging against her
cervix, forcing nine inches in.  Still feeding herself as her climax washed
over her body she jammed herself down and the big dildo slammed against her
cervix and then past it, entering her womb.  She froze, the remaining
contractions rolling through her.  Just for the moment it took for her mind
to accept, then she resumed plunging it in deeper.  A foot inside, then
more, harder she fucked it in, the huge base banging against her taut pussy
lips.  She threw her arms back and began to sit up.  The two dildos that
still stuck some ways outside of her folded over as she struggled to sit
up. Sitting up and leaning back on her hands her weight was resting on the
base of the dildo that penetrated into her womb.  She could see the
outlines of several dildos as they distorted her belly.  They moved and
shifted before her eyes as her pussy began to slide over the base forcing
more inside, penetrating more deeply into her womb.  With short grunts she
bounced on the base until she began to open up, her lips spreading even
further, then stopping she let gravity take over.  Infinitely slowly the
base began to enter her.  She sat there, holding her breath, feeling
herself open more, watching the dildos poking out against her belly move
under her skin.  She was at the point that she didn't think she could take
any more.  She was too stretched; it wasn't going to fit in.  Reaching down
to see how much was still to go, she was shocked to find that most of the
base was still outside her.  Gritting her teeth, trying to relax her cunt,
she let her weight settle down even further, determined to ride it as long
as she could.  The stretching was almost unbearable as she slowly sunk
down, opening up further and further.

   Suddenly she knew she had it, that is was going to go all the way
inside. With a final rush the base entered her and her lips closed around
it.  She had the 15 inch long dildo embedded inside of her plus the three
inch base.  Her internal organs were being jostled by every movement, the
contours of the various toys prominently outlined across the skin of her
abdomen.  She tried to rise onto her shaking legs but the two dildos that
remained partially outside began to slip out.  Quickly she grabbed one and
doubled it over until the other end was at the entrance to her pussy.  She
jammed it in and pushed with all her strength and worked it inside.  She
stuffed the last one into herself the same way.  She stood up, her belly
protruding obscenely in a misshapen mass.  The combined weight was
staggering, causing her abdomen to sag, pressing hard against her pussy. 
As she moved around the bed, her breathing difficult with the force of the
rubber mass pressing against her lungs, she bent over to select more.  This
caused her belly to swing out, gravity drawing a new profile of her
abdomen. She staggered around the room, feeling as if there were some life
form inside her struggling to get out.  The dildos shifted and twisted,
constantly rearranging themselves, working against each other.

   Her heart beat faster, her breathing even more ragged, moans of pleasure
escaping her mouth.  She thrilled to this feeling of weight and movement
inside her.  Feeling her legs giving out she crawled back onto the bed. 
Remaining on her hands and knees she swung her body from side to side.  The
feeling of seven dildos crammed into her cunt was almost overwhelming.  The
movement continued the illusion that there was something alive inside of
her.  All that weight bowing her back muscles as her stomach sagged closer
to the bed.  There was a continuous flow of her juices pattering down. 
Taking the big rubber fist she reached around and placed the end on the
bed. She rocked back until the fist was pressed against her vagina.

   Sarah pushed against it.  Her body quivered in excitement as she uttered
little squeals of excitement.  With the mounting arousal her breath was
becoming more ragged, she panted in her lust.  The fist started to slide in
to her pussy but quickly stopped against the wall of rubber just inside. 
She rocked back harder, clawing at her clit with one hand, pulling her lips
open with the other.  Over and over she jammed herself against the fist. 
Suddenly, with a primal scream torn from her, it forced its way in, pushing
aside other toys.  She flopped heavily over onto her back and started to
fuck herself with the fist.  She would draw it all the way out than force
it back in.  She loved the feel of spreading it gave her.  Each time it
went back in it seemed to enter in a different way, fostering new movements
of all that was in her.  Her belly expanding anew with each thrust, taking
on a different shape with every movement.  There was a point that was
perfect.  Where the knuckles of the fist spread her to the utmost.  She
opened herself repeatedly with very short strokes, rubbing that spot where
her pussy ring was stretched most fully.  Her hands were a blur as she
stabbed it in and out until she could no longer take it.  Then back to the
full thrusts.  Sending that fist deep inside, scattering the other dildos
before it.  Violently she fucked herself.  Rolling and thrashing about the
bed, her movements increased by the momentum of the additional weight she
carried inside.  Her mouth formed into one long continuous wail as her arms
shook with the effort.  She was almost there, feeling herself approach a
crescendo of lust, her climax drawing close.  Nearing exhaustion she
exploded.  Flinging her head back and forth she screamed out in orgasm. 
She rolled onto her side and drew her knees up as far as she could.  She
rocked in the fetal position as her body convulsed.  The sheer force of the
contractions spreading through her, rolling the dildos inside her. 
Unbelievably she was still able to jet out streams of juice from around the
dildos, soaking her bed.  Over and over she rocked, her body jerking with
the impact of her convulsions.  Finally, exhausted, it washed over her. 
She quieted, the mass of rubber still inside, her body glistening with
sweat, her abdomen obscene an

   Sarah slowly regained some recognition.  She became aware of more than
the massive dildo she was impaled upon.  While the aftershocks of her
orgasm continued to ripple through her body she lifted her head.  Her body
was a tingling, over-sensitive sexual presence.  After the long minutes of
intense orgasm the gentle sensations that ebbed through her were a pleasant
afterglow.  Her weight began to grow heavier on her knees as her vaginal
muscles relaxed and released their grip on the huge toy.  Levering
backwards with her legs she managed to rest her back against the edge of
the bed, the dildo slipping another inch deeper.  She brought her elbows
back until they were supported on the bed, and then using the last of her
strength, shifted her weight onto her arms.  Struggling to pull herself
off, her toes fighting for a grip on the floor in the pool of cum, she
began to draw herself off the dildo.

   Endlessly she drew her body from the nine-inch diameter toy.  Her
breathing grew easier as her lungs gained room to expand.  The great bulge
extending from her chest and down her abdomen rippled with the undulations
of the massive rubber toy buried two feet inside her.  Even coated with the
juices she had been pumping from her pussy her vaginal ring clung to the
shaft.  The tight ring was pulled farther from her, traveling out with the
exiting of the dildo.  It stretched four inches down, a tight band that
moved with the contours of the rubber shaft.  She could feel the pull
extending up past the juncture of her thighs and drawing down the flesh on
either side.  Her lips were pulled so far down that her clit and pubic hair
extended below her crotch.  When the tight ring formed a funnel of flesh
five inches long, the base of her clit three inches lower than normal,
leaving the head of her expanded clitoris even with the band of pussy
muscle, it released its grip on the dildo.

   As the shaft left her pussy her lips retreated back up.  Pushing harder
with her shaking arms she worked herself farther up on the bed.  The head
of the dildo had left from under her rib cage, then from her abdomen.  Her
body collapsed to its normal shape as the monster retreated.  She still
tingled with spasms of after effects as the head of her clit bounced along
the dildo.  As she worked herself off of it her back came off the bed until
she was resting on her elbows while her pussy was still impaled on the
rigid, unyielding dildo.  Her body remained suspended above the bed, her
legs limply outstretched, dangling in space until the last half-foot rushed
out and her body dropped down.

   She lay there with her cunt yawning open.  The remaining juice draining
from inside her.  The vaginal walls cooling with the rush of air entering
her pussy.  The lower part of her belly was still elevated.  Laying there,
exhausted, ever so slowly her pussy opening closed.  After lying there for
ten minutes the gaping hole finally closed.  She rolled over on to her
side, and bringing her legs up, she fell into a deep sleep.

   Sarah awoke slowly the next day, mentally exploring her body, searching
for any soreness or signs of the previous days activity.  Other than a
slight stiffness along her inner thighs there was none.  Looking around she
could see the great dildo extending above the bed.  She had difficulty in
believing that she could have had that thing in her body.  If she had,
there must be some sign of it.  How could she accept it inside of her and
not have been stretched and damaged beyond repair.  Yet she felt nothing.
The only signs were the puddle of her cum that had spread across the floor
and the soaked sheets that draped over the side and absorbed her juice.

   She lay back and wondered about her experience.  Unbelieving, not
understanding, but feeling a tremendous sense of release.  It had been so
freeing for her, releasing any inhibitions she had.  She was free to give
reign to any desires she had, any unfulfilled wants or needs.  She would
not be held by any societal taboos, she was free to pursue any of her
desires.  In fact she was feeling proud of her accomplishments.  She wanted
to share it with someone.  Reflecting on who that someone might be she
decided there was only one person that she knew who might appreciate this.
In truth she would have preferred to do it all herself.  She wanted to feel
that incredible stretching and expansion but she also wanted to be the one
doing it.  She wished she could fit both her fists and then her arms inside
of herself.  The idea of working her own head into her pussy was
intoxicating.  There she could drink her own juices, hot and exciting, her
clit tingling at the mere thought, her pussy quickly growing wet.  The
prospect of plunging her head in and out was overwhelming.  Feeling her
cunt opening and closing, her pussy lips tracing every curve, spreading
over the top of her head until they closed around her neck.

   Her friend Carol was a slight athletic woman, reserved and quiet on the
outside but a volcano on the inside.  Sarah was beside herself with the
thought of sharing with another.  After grabbing a quick shower and
throwing on a short, light robe she picked up the phone....

   Carol rang the bell at Sarah's front door, wondering what the urgency
was.  Sarah nearly jerked her through the door in her anticipation.  While
Carol listened dumbfounded Sarah filled her in on her recent adventures. 
While still remaining skeptical Carol found herself growing excited and
demanded to see all the toys Sarah was talking about.  They entered the
bedroom and Carol's mouth dropped open when she saw the pile of dildos and
the massive one still sitting next to the bed.  She refused to believe that
Sarah could have fit it all into her vagina.

   Aware of the sexual tension in the room and feeling a strong mutual
attraction Sarah continued her story.  Carol sat on the edge of the bed,
feeling a bit disconcerted.  She was not sure that she wanted to get this
heavily involved in this sort of thing as well as being unsure where she
fit in.  She knew there was no way she could accept most of the dildos
laying on the bed next to her.  Still, she listened as Sarah animatedly
related her experiences.  What Carol was sure of was the excitement she
felt as she watched Sarah move.  The occasional glimpse of thigh when the
robe parted momentarily, seeing the material stretch taught over a swaying
breast, nipple prominent, when she gestured.  When Sarah squatted down to
pick up a dildo that had slid onto the floor there was the briefest glimpse
of her pussy.  When she leaned over to place it on the bed her breast was
exposed.

   Carol was not missing any of this.  Her breathing increased with her
sexual excitement.  Unconsciously she ran the palm of her hand up her
thigh, and then gave herself a light touch on her clit.  She began to
absently stroke herself, squirming slightly on the bed.  Noticing this
Sarah reacted with more exaggerated movements, letting her robe open a bit
more.  She would cup her breasts in her hands and pull on her nipples until
they were rigidly poking through the fabric.  Sarah darted in close to
Carol, bumping her leg against hers, reaching out with her hand to give her
a quick caress.  Sarah did this under the guise of telling her story, but
she intentionally wanted to excite Carol.  Juice was now seeping out of
Sarah's opening vagina.  She bounced down, squatting with her knees spread,
giving Carol another glimpse of her pussy, this time for a longer view,
allowing her to see the juices leaking at the dark hole that gaped from
within her spreading lips.  She heard the sharp intake of breath when Carol
saw her open and ready.

   Carol was mentally begging Sarah to go further.  She wanted to see the
robe slide off her body.  She wanted to feel Sarah's tits pressed against
her own, their lips touching, tongues exploring each other's mouths.  She
wanted to suck on that tongue, draw it into her mouth, feel it slide wetly
between her lips as she drew it in.  Barely able to contain her excitement
she continued to unconsciously stroke herself.

   Sarah continued to tease Carol.  She reached between her legs, her hands
feeling herself through her robe.  She masturbated as if it were part of
the story.  When she removed her hands her robe hung back down, two wet
patches testifying to her excitement.  The edges of the robe were now about
two inches apart, the inner slopes of her breasts visible, a slice of her
flat belly leading to a patch of pubic hair on view.  Her clit stuck out of
the dense hair, red, long, erect.  She never stopped telling Carol of how
wonderful it all had been.  Pulling the robe down so it stretched tightly
over her nipples, their darkness visible through the thin fabric, she
leaned in close.  Carol could feel her warmth, her partially exposed tits
before her eyes.

   Carol wanted to lean against that chest and bury her face between the
breasts.  Moving away from her, Sarah reached out with a hand and stroked
Carol's hair.  The movement opened the robe further until part of her
nipples was exposed.  She looked deep into Carol's eyes, wanting her to see
the lust inside her.  She was telling Carol of how the huge dildo had begun
to spread her open when Carol slid her hand inside the band of her shorts.
She had to touch herself directly while she listened and watched this
beautiful woman before her.

   Sarah reached back out with both hands and took Carols face between
them. She straddled one of Carol's legs and sat on her knee, her pussy
splayed over it.  She slid along the leg, moving closer.  Sarah could feel
her opened pussy lips parted over Carol's leg, leaving a wet smear that
felt cool under her ass.  She pulled Carols head between her breasts and
rolled her pussy over her leg, feeling her clit squashed beneath herself,
little tremors erupting through her body.

   Carol reached around Sarah and pulled her tight against her face.  Her
tongue reached out, searching for Sarah's nipple.  She sucked it into her
mouth, an inch long nib that rasped along her tongue as she sucked it in
and out.  She lay back, twisting onto her side, drawing Sarah down with
her. They lay side by side, their mouths running over each other, exploring
every part they could reach.

   Carol rolled over on top of Sarah and kissed her way down her body.  She
knelt on the floor and buried her face between Sarah's legs.  Her tongue
lapped at the juice pouring out until she was drinking it in, letting her
mouth fill before swallowing it.  Her lips pursed and sucked in Sarah's
clit.  Carols head bobbed up and down as she gave the clit a blowjob worthy
of any cock.  The clit was a half inch thick and stuck out rigidly, almost
two inches long.  Her lips engulfed the head then spread out over the hood
of the clit as she drew it in.  Her hand slid under her chin and probed at
the pussy opening.  Curling it into a fist she slipped it inside Sarah's
cunt.  Feeling little resistance she brought up her other hand and clasped
them together then plunged them both in.  Sarah's body jerked as she buried
them inside.

   Carol paused, not quite sure if this was happening, fearing that she
might hurt her lover.  Sarah reached down and grabbed an arm and tried to
pull Carol in deeper.  Carol let her guide her until she had established a
fucking motion.  Sarah fell back while Carol worked her cunt over.  Carol
was easing her hands into her until they were buried against the deepest
part of her pussy, then easing them back out.  Her forearms glistened with
Sarah's cream halfway to the elbows.  She increased the speed until Sarah's
juice was splattering over the front of her shirt.  She yanked her hands
out and ripped off her clothing.  Long streams of juice erupted from Sarah,
spraying over the bed, Sarah and Carol.  She then resumed fucking Sarah
with both her hands in long rapid strokes.

   She laid the side of her face on Sarah's stomach, feeling her fists
bounding and moving about inside.  Carol reveled in the feeling of Sarah's
pussy, wet, warm, soft, exquisite, obscene.  She pummeled her hard, no
longer concerned about causing her discomfort.  She listened to Sarah
moaning in excitement and realized that she was pleading for more.  Beyond
worrying, wanting only to satisfy their wanton needs she yanked her hands
out.  Quickly she buried her mouth over the fountain that erupted from
Sarah and drank deeply of her.  She searched with her hands until they
touched a large double-headed dildo.  Clasping it between her hands she
pulled her face from between Sarah's legs.  Letting the spray wash over her
face she brought the dildo up to the entrance into Sarah's cunt.  The head
protruded a couple of inches before her hands.  She pushed the three-inch
thick dildo through the opening.  Slowly she continued to push watching
Sarah's pussy ring spreading over her fingers as she forced them in.  The
muscle stretched further and further as Sarah hunched against the invasion.

   Sarah tossed her head back and forth with excitement as she felt herself
spreading open.  Each change was shooting pleasure through her body.  She
dully felt Carols hands entering, the vaginal ring hanging momentarily on
the fingers, pushed inside her, then snapping down as it released.  She
felt Carol's arms sliding along her inner thighs as they fed into her body.
Barely past the wrists, the head of the dildo bumped against her cervix. 
Carol never slowed her penetration and Sarah's cervix opened to admit the
dildo.  Involuntarily clenching down on Carols arms she moaned for more and
more.  She bucked against Carol, trying to hurry the penetration, wanting
to take it all.  Carol kept up the slow penetration, not varying it, making
Sarah wait.

   Sarah rolled her body in an attempt to get relief, to fill her sexual
need.  She tossed her head around, pleading for more, wanting to spear her
body with Carols hands wrapped around the dildo.  The head of the dildo was
fully in the womb when her hands pressed against Sarah's cervix.  Not
changing the speed of advance Carol pushed harder, the short tube of the
cervix retreating before her penetration.  The throat of the cervix began
to spread further.  Sarah was desperately trying to climb the throes of her
excitement as Carols fingers entered her womb.  She felt the innermost
opening stretching around the two hands, separated by the dildo.  Carol
continued to press on; her hands sinking deeper inside the womb until the
crook of her elbows were at the entrance of Sarah's pussy.  She made quick
repeated jabs trying to go deeper but the flair of her spread arms
prevented that.

   She began to withdraw her arms, never letting go of the thick dildo. 
Her arms exiting Sarah's cunt as her wrists began to slide out of the womb.
Carol withdrew completely from Sarah's body, staring at the huge hole that
was the entrance to her cunt, the hole partially obscured by the jets of
cream.  Sarah sat partially up, desperate to get Carol back inside her,
begging for her to fuck her.  Carol plunged back inside penetrating to her
elbows with one fluid movement.  Sarah gasped with lust, her body flailing
in excitement.  She pulled viciously on her nipples, stretching them far
from her body, her tits forming a thick cylinder of flesh instead of their
normal pear shape.

   Using her whole body as a fucking machine Carol reared back then threw
herself forward.  Fucking Sarah with two-foot strokes, burying her face
against her clit and mouthing it.  Her tongue vibrated over it and then was
forced up the shaking body by the fucking motion, returning to suck it up
again as she withdrew from Sarah's body.  Sarah thrashed around the bed,
bucking her hips against Carols arms.  She madly tried to thrust her clit
against anything she could, needing to vibrate it against something to
achieve release.  She was overwhelmed by lust, by having three living
squirming things penetrating deep into her body.  Her skin was wet with her
cream, loud sucking noise timed with Carols fucking.

   Carol chewed on Sarah's clit sending her spiraling into an orgasm. 
Sarah threw her body around, jerking Carol madly about with the force of
her passion.  Carol felt the convulsions spreading through Sarah's body,
rippling down her arms.  She increased her pistoning, throwing her body
against Sarah.  She was a woman possessed.  Nearing exhaustion, she refused
to quit.  Sarah was just a vessel for her insane fucking.  Spasm after
spasm gripped her arms as Sarah climaxed over and over.  Beside herself
Carol ripped her arms from Sarah and tucking her hands under her chin she
pushed the top of her head against Sarah's cunt.  She twisted it back and
forth seeking entrance.  She could feel the vibrations of Sarah's orgasm
throbbing against her head and this spurred her on.  Shaking her head, her
hair soaked from Sarah's spending and flying wildly about, she felt the
pussy give way and the top of her head enter.

   Sarah screamed out, Carol, not sure if she was screaming in lust or pain
or what, cared little.  She was consumed by her own erotic and obscene
needs.  Sarah reacted by cumming even harder.  Already orgasming for long
minutes her body responded by scaling a new plateau of lust.  Her body
thrashed more violently, as if she was being physically beaten.  It was
actually the power of her incredible and overpowering need to go beyond
anything imaginable, to feed her sexual fires, that whipped her on.  Her
arms reached out, vainly looking for something to hold on to.  Finding
nothing to hold her back she continued to spiral into a realm undreamed of.

   Twisting her head back and forth Sarah opened further and Carol sunk in
deeper.  That tight band of flesh riding over head, and then her face until
she was buried inside of Sarah's cunt.  She pushed out with her hands,
breaking the seal formed by Sarah's tight pussy lips, letting the
continuously flowing juices drain out, able to breath.  She shook her head
frantically inside of Sarah, the violent pulsations of Sarah's orgasm
vibrating through both of them.  Carols shoulders were rubbing repeatedly
between Sarah's legs.  Forcing them further open, scraping over her clit,
over her anus, against anything.  She was almost thrown over by the violent
thrashing of Sarah's body.  Still she tried to force herself deeper inside.
She wanted to crawl inside of Sarah and be consumed by her.  She forced one
hand along her face, bringing it inside as well.  She managed to get in to
the elbow, then crooking her arm, forcing the elbow, then the rest of her
arm inside.  When her shoulder was partially inside Sarah entered a new
dimension.

   All of a sudden the violence of her orgasm retreated and Sarah entered a
new realm.  Her mind and body went blank except for the pure state of
sexual release.  There was nothing but the vast spreading of her cunt and
cervix, the incredible and intense spasms, all contained within a world
only she inhabited.

   Carol could not believe the eroticism of being inside Sarah.  She felt a
part of her, that she was an extension of some sexual characteristic of
Sarah.  She felt connected to Sarah's vagina and clitoris and as the waves
of Sarah's orgasm washed over her she was part of that process.  Carol
began to climax in sympathy with Sarah.  An unbearable and overpowering
reaction took hold of her and left her perched on the edge of cumming.  Her
body shook and quivered with the need to cum.  Her breathing came in short
frantic gasps.  With her free hand she reached between her legs and brushed
rapidly over her clit.  Requiring only a few strokes her body broke loose
with a violent orgasm.  Her own spasms mirrored Sarah's and they came in
unison.

   They both twisted about in orgasmic relief, the motions continuing and
intensifying their release.  Sarah's hips rolled and bucked with the
involuntary spasms, shaking that part of Carol lodged inside her.  A
growing pool of cum from Carol joined with one from Sarah.  Despite Carol
slurping up the spending even more flowed from Sarah until they were making
wet peeling noises as the sheets clung to their soaked bodies.  Finally the
movements were too much and Carol slipped from Sarah's body and they lay on
the bed while the last of the orgasm drifted over them.

   Carol drew herself up onto Sarah, kissing her as she moved up her body.
Her lips fastened onto Sarah's nipple and she suckled as if trying to
remain a part of her.  Her tongue rolled and played with the hard rigid
nipple while with one hand she brushed the damp hair from Sarah's face. 
The skin was hot and damp under her hand as she stroked her face.  Her
fingers caressed Sarah's cheeks and lingered over her lips.  She felt
Sarah's tongue flicker over her fingers, tasting their combined juices.

   Sarah rolled Carol over and took her face in her hands and looked at her
with thankful eyes.  She slid one hand under the others head and pulled her
face to hers.  She pressed her lips against Carols and slid her tongue
inside her mouth.  Forcing her open mouth hard against Carols she wanted to
suck her breath into her lungs.  She wanted that feeling of them becoming
one to return.

   Reaching over to the nightstand she picked up a bottle of oil and
drenched her hands in it.  Vaguely, in the back of her mind, not sure how,
she had to return to that place where she and Carol had become one.  She
began rubbing the oil over Carol, delighting in the softness of the skin,
her hands conforming to the smooth shapes of the body.  Her fingers teased
the hard, prominent nipples on the small breasts.  They floated over the
ribcage and pressed into the belly.  Coating Carol's body that shone with
oil.  She kneaded the flesh, so slippery and smooth.  Her hands moved
lower, closer to the juncture of Carol's torso and thighs.  She felt the
heat before she reached there.  The pubic hair matted with oil and curling
between her fingers before Sarah reached her vagina.

   Involuntarily Carol opened her legs so Sarah could access her.  Sarah
ran her hands over the mound, cupping her hand and rubbing over the clit.
Carol's legs drawing up slightly and quivering every time the fingers
grazed her clit or brushed over her pussy lips.  Sarah added more oil and
slid down the wet sheets to take up one of Carol's feet.  Her hands
smoothed oil over them, her fingers lubricating between her toes, coating
every inch of flesh with the slippery oil.  Sensuously her fingers traced
every contour, gliding over the ankles and massaging the smooth rounded
calves.  She braced one foot against her chest, the toes spreading over her
nipple and stroked the leg, making sure it was covered in oil.

   With long strokes Sarah oiled Carol's legs.  Reaching past the knee and
along the smooth thighs.  Her hands reaching close to Carol's openings, but
not quite long enough.  Teasing her by coming close, but not touching that
area.  Carol was becoming sexually excited by this erotic massage but was
content to let the feeling build.  Her breathing was a little faster, her
body jumped slightly every time Sarah touched a certain spot, but she loved
the slow building and tried to remain motionless.

   Sarah reached as far as she could up Carol's leg but she couldn't reach
far enough.  She got up on her knees, spreading them to straddle the foot,
and rubbed the oil into Carol's thighs.  This position put Sarah's butt in
the air and she could feel the cool air over her gaping vagina.  Circling
Carol's upper thighs until her fingers brushed lightly over her pussy lips
Sarah lowered her butt.  She felt Carol's toes brushing her clit as she
settled down.  She worked herself against Carols toes, feeling her clit
bounce between each toe, little jabs of pleasure each time.  Her opening
spreading over the foot, then rocking her hips to scrape against the toes
again.  She repeated this, not noticing that her massaging her hands began
to dig more insistently into Carols skin.

   Both the women were aware of their rising lust but were content to let
it take its own course.  They enjoyed the sensual experience, not in a
hurry to dispel the slow building.  Despite this, unconsciously they began
to be more assertive in their movements.  Sarah's hands spend less time on
Carol's thighs and concentrated more on her pussy.  The clit was rigid and
more pronounced as Sarah's fingers brushed it, the lips more swollen and
protruding.  Carols legs would tighten and her ass cheeks clench as a
result of Sarah stroking her.

   Sarah pressed and rubbed a little harder against Carol's foot until she
felt the toes centered over her vagina.  She eased her pussy down feeling
the toes enter her.  She rocked herself slowly against them in a back and
forth motion, teasing herself, denying herself the growing need to have
them deeper inside.  She began to lower her head towards Carol's vagina,
all the time keeping the circling hands moving over the pussy.

   Carol could feel Sarah's breath now on her pussy.  Her body tightened a
little more in anticipation.  She watched as Sarah's head moved lower,
watching as her mouth opened to engulf her rigid clit.  When Sarah sucked
it into her mouth Carol moaned and when the teeth nipped it she lurched. 
Carol squeezed with her ass muscles and thrust her mound slightly against
Sarah's mouth.  She gripped Carol's fingers with her pussy as they slipped
inside her.  She placed a hand on Sarah's head and pushed her harder
against herself.  As Sarah rasped her tongue over her clit she took her
other hand and gently pulled and twisted her nipples.

   Sarah delighted in Carol's obvious response to her touch.  She lowered
herself further on the foot just inside her vagina and began a slow shallow
fucking movement.  She liked the odd shape of the toes and the sensations
as her pussy lips spread over the strange contours.  Considering what she
had in her not long ago she was pleased that she could feel her foot.  She
hunched down on the foot as Carol wiggled her toes inside her.

   They were both feeding off the other.  As they saw the increased sexual
response of the other it stimulated them more.  Sarah worked harder on
Carol's clit and vagina while running her hands over her slick body.  Carol
took Sarah's hands in hers and directed them to different parts of her
body. She forced Sarah's fingers against her nipples, having her pluck and
twist them, squirming her body in delight.  She pushed up with her leg
trying to force more of her foot into Sarah.  Her arousal grew as Sarah
snaked her tongue into her pussy and she pushed her head harder against her
pussy, rubbing herself against the face buried between her legs.

   Sarah sensed Carols impending orgasm and backed off, wanting to prolong
the sensations, to drive her higher.  She lay back on the bed as Carol
pointed her toes straight to keep them inside of Sarah's pussy.  Sarah
wormed herself farther down on the foot, feeling it enter her more deeply
until the heel was just outside her pussy.  She slid forward and groaned as
the heel entered her, the toes pressed against her cervix.  She fucked
herself against the foot, loving the stretching she received every time the
heel took her over the hump as it entered and left her.

   Carol was again delighted to be part of Sarah.  She braced herself on
her elbows and lifted her ass off the bed so she could move more easily. 
She began to thrust her foot into Sarah with a fucking motion.  Her eyes
were glued on Sarah's pussy, watching it stretched around her foot.  She
slowly pushed it in and out, loving the sight of the vaginal ring
stretching around her foot.  She thought the way the pussy conformed to the
shape of the foot, the way the lips pulled out as she withdrew and
stretched over the heel, to be incredibly erotic.  The way they stretched
not only open but the way they were pulled out away from the body for a
couple of inches before releasing and oozing up and over the heel.  She
twisted her foot as she fucked her, the taught band of muscles changing in
shape as it mimicked the outline of her foot.  She played with Sarah's
pussy, wiggling her toes, drawing slowly out then a rapid thrust in.

   Sarah responded by twisting and corkscrewing herself against the foot.
When the big toe started to open her cervix she paused, letting Carol do
the work.  The tentative exploring Carol was doing was only making her want
more, but she held herself still.  She concentrated on the sensations of
being foot-fucked.  She waited with baited breath as Carol dug deeper,
forcing her toes through the cervix.  She loved the feeling of the long
tube of her cervix spreading around the foot poised to enter her womb.  The
burning need growing inside her, the need to go further, not just wanting
more but needing to have more.  Feeling the building of that uncontrollable
urge to feed her lust.

   Very slowly Carol fed her foot into Sarah.  She wanted the other woman
to feel every inch of her.  Endlessly her foot passed through the cervical
tube, her ankle entering the vagina.  Her toes passed into the womb while
the cervix gripped the arch of her foot, expanding and accepting, as it
needed to.  She paused for a moment, and then started again.  The entrance
to Sarah's cunt opening as her leg started in, sliding over the smooth
oiled flesh.

   Sarah was nearly beside herself.  One part of her was growing frustrated
with the slow pace, growing desperate to force more in her.  The other part
was luxuriating in the sensual erotic feeling.  She couldn't believe how
attuned her body was to all the movement inside her.  Her breath caught
when she felt her cervix expanding to ride up over Carol's heel.  Her mind
was being fed the stimulus it needed.  She was feasting on the wanton
sexuality of going beyond limits, venturing into the extreme.  She felt
Carol pushing harder while trying to force her heel into her cervix.  Glad
that Carol understood this was not about pain but was about psychology. 
Sarah was not about to do anything painful but she would push the limits.
She was grateful to Carol for understanding her needs.  Understanding that
all was acceptable and that if Carol ever reached the unacceptable she
would let her know.  She was glad that Carol was willing to do what was
necessary, using the strength and force required to venture into this
realm.

   Sarah could feel now the heel of the food sliding down the tube that let
into her womb.  She likened it to a long passage leading to a secret
cavern. She transferred her senses from her cervix to her pussy opening. 
Playing with that sense as more of Carol's leg entered her.  Back and forth
she moved between her openings, batting her senses around like a tennis
ball.  The air was driven from her lungs when Carol's entire foot was in
her womb and the calf muscle of her leg was stretching her pussy.  There
was no fucking motion now, just that slow inexorable penetration.

   Carol did not stop when her foot was in the womb.  She kept pushing,
watching Sarah's pussy swallowing her leg, watching her knee coming closer
to the entrance.  She loved the warm, soft, moist depths inside Sarah.  The
way the warmth enveloped her leg.  She continued pushing, unbelieving, but
so turned on, so aroused by this erotic spectacle.  Her foot was pressing
against the back of Sarah's womb when the knee was poised to enter the
pussy.  She had watched the movement of Sarah's abdomen as her foot
traveled to this depths inside Sarah and she wanted to see her knee
distorting her belly.  She couldn't hurt Sarah but she wanted more of her
leg in as much as Sarah did.

   Carol began to draw her foot back so the toes weren't pressed on the
back wall.  She saw the bulge created by her foot in Sarah's womb pushing
out her belly.  She resumed feeding her leg into her and watched the pussy
ring expand to accept her knee.  Pushing deeper.  Her knee sunk in and her
thigh started to enter.  The sole of her foot was now almost touching the
back wall of the womb.  Continuing to penetrate Sarah she now was several
inches past her knee.  Her leg was beginning to quiver, not with fatigue
but with excitement.  She tore her eyes from Sarah's pussy and looked up at
her.  Sarah was lying back with her eyes closed, her mouth open and
breathing in gasps of lust.

   As Carol felt her foot pressing hard against the rear of the womb she
began to draw her foot back, doubling her leg over.  Sarah's cunt was now
seriously stretched over her thigh but Carol was not going to stop. 
Sarah's continuous moans, heightened breathing and the occasional
involuntary jerks of her body were proof to Carol of how much Sarah wanted
and needed this.  Carol bore down, pushing past the white and stretched
band of pussy muscle.  She was able to bend her leg more, the more she got
in.  Her knee passed into Sarah's womb.  The abdomen was distorted into a
huge bulge by the flexing knee, their pussies now only a matter of inches
apart as she penetrated more deeply.

   Sarah roused herself to look up, amazed by how distended her stomach
was. She had been lying there experiencing the growing intensity of the
sensations.  Now she could no longer remain quiet.  She wanted more of
Carol inside her, wanted more of her and wanted it now.  She moaned for
Carol to give her more, she pleaded with her for more.  She was nearing an
explosion and she had to have it.

   Carol heard Sarah talking to her, begging, but she was making her wait.
As she progressed the swollen belly of Sarah diminished as her knee began
to point up Sarah's body as her leg was almost entirely doubled over.  She
had to push hard now to get the last few inches of her thigh inside.  She
needed to rock her body to force it in.  She could see Sarah's pussy lips
rolling in and out with her movement and each move gained a little more. 
She twisted a little with each move, bit-by-bit rotating her buried leg. 
She was so close to getting her entire leg inside Sarah.

   Sarah was having trouble accepting how full she was, how filled her
pussy was.  Yet it was not enough, always more.  She bends over as best she
could, reaching out for Carol, continually pleading for more.  Begging her
to fuck her.  She hunched down on Carol's leg, now her body twisted so that
their legs were between each other's.  They pushed against each other as
their pussies were almost touching.  They bend to each other, Sarah
reaching out and drawing Carol to her.  Their pussies met and they ground
the clits against each other's.  Their mouths met and they sunk their
tongues into the others.  They both cried out, exchanging breaths as their
pussies melded into one.  Brutally they kissed, each trying to consume the
other.

   Sarah wrapped her legs around Carol pulling her as tight as she could,
the bodies molding to the others.  They humped against each other fighting
to climax.  They rolled on the bed, their bodies as one.  Their combined
juice flowing over each other, increasing the slipperiness of their oiled
skin.  They crushed themselves in their struggle to find release.  Unable
to hold onto Sarah's hips, Carol grabbed at Sarah's tits, pulling and
stretching them from her body, her slick hands loosing their grip until her
nipples were in her hands and she pulled these taut as well.  Finally, in
their frantic pursuit to achieve orgasm, they tore themselves apart.  Sarah
rolled Carol onto her back and tried to sit atop her, trying to force more
in, fucking herself on Carol's thigh, feeling her leg punishing her
insides, casting her organs about.  Sarah began to draw out then drop down
again.  This caused Carol's leg to straighten out some and every fucking
motion by Sarah forced Carols knee to distend her belly, then collapse it
again.  It looked from the outside as if a giant fist was trapped in Sarah,
pummeling her abdomen from the inside.

   They were so close to orgasm.  Fighting to achieve it, thrusting against
each other.  Carol's eyes wide as she watched Sarah's belly protrude with
each thrust.  Carol doubled over her other leg and pressed her foot against
Sarah's crotch.  She used it to push her off, then pulled it away as Sarah
crashed back down, slamming their cunts together, their clits mashed
tightly together.  Sarah wrapped her arms over her belly, hugging Carol's
leg inside of her.  Again and again Carol pushed off with her foot, pumping
Sarah up and down on her leg.  Sarah's mouth was open; her eyes squeezed
shut, her face grimacing with the effort to bring on her orgasm.

   Carol pushed up again with her foot but this time it slipped on the
glistening flesh.  When Sarah rose up Carol's toes pointed right at her
pussy.  As Sarah crashed down her greedy pussy snatched up Carol's other
foot.  She wailed in explosion as her pussy was stretched to new
dimensions. She hugged the leg buried inside of her as she exploded.  For a
brief moment Carol stared in disbelief, then, from deep within her, as if
transmitted by Sarah, she also was torn by a violent orgasm.  Unbelievably
she felt Sarah's pussy, stretched beyond belief, wrapped around a thigh and
foot, but still with the strength to bear down on her, grip and convulse on
her leg.  Every tremor of Sarah's body was transmitted to Carol.  Carols
volcanic orgasm forced her pussy to open and release all that pressure. 
Her juices spewed over herself and Sarah.  Her pussy yawned open then
closed with each pulsation.  Her cunt was being forced out between her lips
by the desperate release of internal pressure.  Her pee hole was forced
open by the volumes of juice she expelled.  Every convulsion exposed her
cervix until it to was forced from within, as her pussy was turned inside
out by the force.

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