Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: an217242@anon.penet.fi (Javahead)
Date: Wed, 4 Oct 1995 19:05:54 UTC
Subject: "Too Tight for Comfort" (mf cons toys)

			   Too Tight for Comfort
				   by
			       Javahead

	It started with a joke.

	As long as we have been together, my wife and I have teased
each other, especially in bed. This time, we had just finished making
love, and were still wrapped tightly in each other's arms, with my
wife on top. As my breathing slowly went back to normal, I hugged her
even tighter, enjoying the feeling of her breasts crushing against my
chest. From her reactions and the satiated look in her eyes, I could
tell that she had enjoyed herself at least as much as I had.

	"That was incredible," I told her. "You're a one-woman harem.
I think I'll keep you after all."

	"Hmph! What makes you think that I'll keep YOU? Maybe I'll go
looking for a man with handsomer face and a bigger dick!" she replied,
emphasizing her point by squeezing her pussy tight around my still
half-erect penis.

	"I don't think a bigger one would fit!" I laughed. With a
pleased expression, she squeezed me again, sighed, and slowly slid off
into sleep.

	Although she had been joking, I hadn't been. My wife is a
petite woman, and although I am of only average size, compared to her
I feel like a giant. Even when she relaxes, her pussy is tight; when
she tightens it, I have trouble entering. All the same, her joke gave
me an idea.

				***

	The next day, I stopped by an adult bookstore on the way home.
I looked through their selection, and picked out a good-sized
vibrator, a sleeve for it, and - important! - a tube of lubricating
jelly. The next time she made that particular joke, I planned to be
ready for her.

				***

	A few days later, the opportunity came. I had just given her a
hug and suggested we go to bed early. With a devilish gleam in her
eye, she skipped back out of reach.

	"I want sex - but not with you! Find me a BIG man!"

	"Is this big enough?" I said, producing the vibrator from the
nightstand.

	Her eyes widened. I could understand why; although it was not
the biggest they had in the store, it was certainly large enough. The
vibrator itself was about eight inches long and nearly two inches
thick; the soft rubber sleeve, sculpted and lifelike, was nine or ten
inches long and at least two and a half inches thick. I half expected
her to shriek with fear, but I was wrong. She tentatively reached out
and touched it, then pulled her hand back as if it had bitten her.

	"It feels almost real! And so big - why on earth did you get
it?"

	"You said you wanted a big man - here's your chance to prove
that you could handle one. I don't think that you can even fit this
into that tight little pussy of yours."

	Quite honestly, I had expected her to laugh and give up at
this point, but she proved me wrong. With a deep breath, she squared
her shoulders and let her robe slide to the floor. As she slid her
panties down and off, I noticed that, judging by the large damp patch,
she was already aroused. Although she is petite, with rather small
breasts, she has unusually large and erect nipples. With every breath,
her nipples swelled and darkened even more. By the time she reached
out and took the vibrator out of my hands they were as big as thimbles
and nearly as hard.

	Once she had the vibrator, she fell back onto the bed. As soon
as she had wriggled into a comfortable position, she reached with both
hands and tried to insert the dildo into herself. Try as she might,
though, it gave her problems. She had spread her pussy lips with one
hand and was pushing the head of the dildo into herself with the
other, but despite the growing slick- ness of her cunt she could not
get the knob, as large as a good-sized plum, inside her.

	She began to whimper with frustration when I took it back from
her, but her fears were groundless - I had no intention of stopping
her. Instead, I got out the tube of lubricant and squeezed a generous
amount out onto the head and shaft, rubbing it around until the entire
length was thickly coated.

	With the added lubrication, she was able to force the head of
the big rubber cock slowly inside her. She gasped and stopped for a
moment as the widest part of the knob slipped inside; once she had
caught her breath again, how- ever, she began to work it back and
forth, gradually beginning to thrust it deeper as she adjusted to its
size.

	By the time she had worked five inches or so into her pussy,
her entire body was covered by a slick coat of sweat. Try as she
might, though, five inches seemed to be the limit. When I leaned
closer to look, I was amazed that she had even got it that far; the
lips of her cunt were stretched so tight that it seemed they were
ready to rip apart, while her little clit had been pulled down to rub
against the shaft. Her mouth fell open when I turned the vibrator on;
up until this moment she had thought it was just a dildo. Within
moments, her whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

	At first, she remained on her back, though certainly not at
rest - every muscle in her body seemed to be hard as rock, while her
face appeared almost agonized. She began to slowly curl up as she
rolled over onto her side; by the time she was face-down she was in a
fetal crouch. Any fears I might have had for her well-being were
dispelled by her hands - her knuckles were white from the intensity of
her grip on the vibrator, as she unsuccessfully tried to force it
deeper inside.

	Her moans became shrieks as I began to roll her clit between
the fingers and thumb of my left hand, alternately pinching and
tugging her stiffened nipples with the right. She appeared to have
crossed some internal boundary; everything I did seemed to register
as pleasure. Indeed, she was writhing so unpredictably that I had to
be especially careful not to hurt her, although the time or two when
she jerked unexpectedly and got a hard pinch seemed to excite her even
more.

	I really don't know how long this went on - it could have been
minutes or an hour - but eventually she began to tire. With an
exhausted moan, she rolled onto her back again and collapsed into a
spread-eagled sprawl, the humming vibrator still impaling her. After
she had recovered slightly, she grasped it once again and began to
slowly pull it out. Even with her copious natural lubrication it
appeared to give her as much trouble coming out as going in. Finally,
however, the head emerged, and her stretched-out cunt was able to
relax.

	After a session like that, I expected her to collapse and
sleep, but she had other ideas. Her voice was hoarse but urgent as she
told me she wanted - needed - me RIGHT NOW!

	After watching her for so long, I was almost as excited as she
had been. I was on her almost before she finished speaking. As soon as
I felt the head of my cock against her entrance, I thrust as hard as I
was able. Through my growing pleasure, though, I noticed something
strange - though wet and slick, her pussy was as tight as ever!

	"But how... " I managed to gasp.

	With a smile, she suddenly tightened her cunt so much I could
barely move, then relaxed again to her normal tight dimensions.
Somehow, I was able to restrain myself, but when she began repeat it,
almost milking my cock, it was too much. When I finally came I felt as
if it were an explosion, and we both almost blacked out. All the same,
though, my question remained unanswered, and once we had caught our
breath again I returned to it.

	"I still can't believe that you were able to take something
THAT big," I finally managed to whisper.

	"If I can stretch enough to manage a baby, I can certainly
manage something that size."

	"But how can you be so TIGHT again immediately afterwards? It
looked like it was tearing you in half!"

	A laugh and a smug smile were my only answer.