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Archive name: TheDeal4.txt
Author name: Unknown
Story Title: "THE ART OF NEGOTIATION"
Part 4 of 8
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"Touch your dick, Al," she said, but I still tried to protest.
"Tease it... tickle it...come on...I know you love how it
feels in your hand. Don't you want to hold your penis, Al?
Look at my nipples -- all erect and hard like that hard meat of
yours. I know how sensitive your penis gets when its hard like
this. Come on, Al," she begged mockingly, still squeezing and
caressing her breasts as she stared into my eyes. "I know how
badly you want to slide your hand up and down that rigid prick
of yours...milking pleasure into it... milking the cum out
... _squeeeeezing_ it so good like you love to do."
I still was struggling between wanting to run away and hide and
taking out my cock and furiously stroking it for her, and I did
nothing. She stopped rubbing her breasts and said, "Maybe I
should show you how to do it, Al." She reached into her purse
and brought out a rubber, two-headed dildo. Its color,
texture, and look were quite lifelike, although it was at least
a foot long. She put it down next to her on the chair and then
unzipped her skirt about halfway up and opened it wide.
Never lowering her gaze from my eyes, she slowly spread her
legs, exposing her naked crotch, and she said, "I took my
panties off when I went out to get you your jack-off book, Al.
Look at my hairy cunt." I noticed that she wasn't a real
blonde, but it didn't matter. The sight of the dark pubic hair
covering her moist pussy really turned me on.
She picked up the dildo and held it out for me to see. "This
is _my_ penis," she said in her slow, deliberate manner.
"Watch me play with it." With that she grasped it around the
shaft with her two hands so that both of its heads were
visible. She slowly lowered it down her body, rubbing one of
the heads against her breasts and nipples, and then her
stomach, groin, and to her pussy. All this time she kept
intensely, seductively gazing into my eyes. I was mesmerized
by her.
She then positioned one of its heads between her legs, and
holding it completely still with the other head pointed out at
me, she pushed it inside of her by slowly grinding and gyrating
her hips. Keeping a firm grasp on it with both hands, she
began to fuck herself with it solely by moving her body -- not
the dildo. Never lowering her gaze from my eyes, she slowly
and deliberately bumped and ground, the now moist end of the
dildo pushing rhythmically, hotly, and hypnotically in and out
of her grasping pussy. After a short while, she increased the
pace of her gyrations, but not too fast and still very
deliberately so as to maximize the effect she was having on me
as I watched her.
All the while she kept her eyes glued to mine, and I found it
more and more difficult to resist stroking my cock as I watched
her sexily writhe before me, the dildo sliding in and out of
her thrusting crotch. Soon she said, "Look at my cock, Al.
See it sliding in and out of my cunt." With that she lifted
herself up slightly so that only the head of it was in her, and
she rotated her hips, making the dildo bend and squirm. She
said, "Oooooooh, _fuck_ me!" and sat back down so that the
dildo slid way up in her. She repeated that sequence a few
times, each time making me less and less able to resist
touching and squeezing my own cock.
Then, she stopped and let go of the end. About half of the
dildo was in her, leaving about 6 inches or so sticking out.
The lifelike dildo looked like a cock sticking out of her. She
just sat there for a minute so I could stare at her.
Then, she squirmed out of her blouse and stood up, unzipping
her skirt the rest of the way and tossing it on the chair
behind her. She was totally naked now except for her
high-heeled shoes and the end of the dildo sticking out of her.
"Look at my cock, Al," she said, reaching down with one hand
and lightly tickling the shaft and head of the dildo with her
fingers. "It's so sexy, isn't it?"
It indeed was, but as soon as I realized that, a wave of fear
shot through me: that penis-like thing turned me on, and I
suddenly worried about being gay. This homophobic fear had a
strange effect on me: it aroused me intensely -- much, much
more than I could sublimate or deny. The more I realized how
much I liked looking at that penis, the more aroused I became
in my fear. My cock grew rigid and pushed the front of my
pants out noticibly.
Mary seemed to be aware of the effect this was having on me.
"Look at my penis, Al," she said. She moved her hips from side
to side, causing the cock to shake, too. Watching it wiggle, I
felt a palpable surge pulsate through my penis and groin. I'd
never before experienced such a pronounced reaction in my penis
without touching it. It felt as if I could almost cum just
from watching Mary sexily making her penis-like thing move for
me. This homosexual response scared the hell out of me, and my
arousal grew with my anxiety.
"Let's touch our cocks together, Al," Mary was saying. "Come
on," she said with a seductive, mock-pleading tone, "Don't you
want to get nude with me and rub our penises together?"
I was beyond speech by this point. Besides, I'm sure Mary
intended it to be a rhetorical question.
"I want to touch the head of your dick with mine," she
continued. "Ohhhh, yeah -- so good, so hot -- right on the tip
where your sperm comes out... yeah! Just sorta..._push_
'em together ..." She moved her hips to illustrate how she was
going to push. Another spasm went through my penis and groin,
this time causing me to close my eyes and moan sharply with
pleasure.
"Oh _yeah_ Al," she panted seductively. "Feels so damn good
inside your dick, eh? Well this ain't nothin', Al. We've
barely gotten started."
I smiled weakly.
"Now get up and get nude," she demanded suddenly. "_Now_ Al!"
she ordered, when she saw that I was still hesitating. I was
no longer able to do anything but obey her. As I nervously
fumbled with my shoes, socks, pants, shirt and finally my
underwear, Mary was saying, "I want to rub the head of my cock
down your shaft...yeah...to your balls...oh yeah, it
feels so good to rub our penises together...I'll push my head
right there on the base of your cock...right there where the
bottom of your penis meets your balls...I'll rub it right
there, right where you first feel your cum flowing up the
inside of your dick...push a little there... then slide it
back up the underside of your penis to right under the rim ...
on the bottom there right where it meets your shaft... and
push on it there a little, too ..."
She removed the dildo, turned it around, and put it back inside
of her with the heads reversed. The one that was previously in
her was now pointing at me -- I could see it shine with her
juices.
"It's all wet now, Al. My hot penis is all wet and slippery
for you... so slippery against your dick, Al. Come on, damn
it!" she said insistently, "Hurry up and take off those
underpants and come over here," her voice was filled with
seductive, mock urgency. "I can't stand it any more -- hurry up
and let me rub my hot, wet dick against yours...yeah... so
slippery and throbbing...oh hurry...rub your cock on mine
... PLEASE!"
I was finally out of my clothes and I stumbled to her...I was
dizzy with lust and couldn't stand well. "You're too tall for
me," she hissed, as she stood up on her toes and pretended to
be surprised that our penises still could barely touch. "My
dick won't reach yours, damnit! Lie down on the floor...on
your back...I want to kneel over you and rub _dicks_", lewdly
emphasizing the word "dicks" by leeringly licking her lips as
she hissed out the word.
I was on my back in a flash and she was soon straddling me on
all fours, her dildo poised right above my rigid, throbbing
penis. Lowering it down against mine, she did pretty much what
she said she would: first she pushed its head against mine and
bounced very, very slightly. The sensations made me gasp so
loudly it was almost a yell.
She then just started moving her hips from side to side,
causing the dildo to rub and glide against my penis. Our
shafts would meet and the slippery sensations drove me wild.
While she did this, she was rhythmically speaking in a low,
chanting, seductive whisper: "... ohhhhh...rub it... yeah
... so hot...the shaft...oh, oh!...yeah...slippery hot
penis against mine...your big penis...look at our penises,
Al...yeah... so hot...makes you spasm...yeah... penis
spasm...yeah...such a long hard dick, Al...rub our dicks
together...please!...oh, yeah...you love dicks so much,
Al...oh yeah...my dick makes you so hot...so long and
hard...throbbing ..."
She then leaned down and rested her chest on mine, holding my
arms down with hers. But she was still kneeling, her ass up in
the air and her dildo still rubbing against my increasingly
aroused cock. Rubbing her breasts against my chest as well,
and looking me deep in the eyes from just a few inches away, she
said with a mock pout, "Oh baby, my dick is getting dry." It
indeed was. "Make it wet for me, honey. Please! Please cum
on my dick." She moved so that the head of her dildo was at
the base of my cock and its shaft was against my balls. Slowly
sliding the head of her penis-thing up the length of my shaft,
she moaned, "I want your _sperm_ all over my big, long, huge,
throbbing DICK!"
Just as she said "DICK", the head of her dildo reached that
spot she described on the underside of my penis, right where
the shaft meets the rim. With that, I felt the first hot,
burning load of semen flowing up my penis and exploding out of
the head. As spasm after spasm of cum gushed out of me, Mary
kept lightly pushing and sliding her dildo all over my penis.
"Oh yeah!" she was panting in time with my spasms and moans.
"Gimme your sperm, Al. All over my hot dick. Yeah! Cum all
over my penis, Al. Ohhhh, so wet and hot. Yeah! More! Such
a hot penis...such a turnon for you to see and feel my penis
all over yours...oh yeah...you love my penis... you love
looking at it...you love feeling it...and you really love
cumming all over it...oh, what a sweet penis boy you are!"
As I came, I closed my eyes, arched my back, and tried to push
my cock up against Mary's dildo. But she kept wiggling and
sliding it all over my penis, which teasingly kept me yearning
for more. Even after I was spent, I felt like I hadn't really
finished. I yearned to squeeze my cock in my fist and tightly
pump it to satisfaction as I was accustomed to doing when
masturbating, but Mary was leaning on my arms and I couldn't
move them.
After a while, I had drifted into a pleasant, post-orgasmic
daze. In the back of my mind I felt Mary get up off of me, but
I was half asleep and just lay there. As I sleepily reflected
on Mary's expert attentions, I noticed that every time I
pictured her with the penis-like dildo sticking out of her, I'd
become aware of a faraway feeling of arousal. I'd experience
the same feeling when visualizing my own cock. Somehow, Mary
had gotten me to be much more interested in and focused on
penises than I had ever been before.
I still had a homophobic reaction to all this, but I managed to
rationalize it away by telling myself that being turned on by
my _own_ penis isn't homosexual, nor is being turned on by a
woman with a fake penis.
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continued in part 5
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