Message-ID: <7345eli$9801151902@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/7345.txt> From: Anonymous X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: LYNDUKE: **RUBBER MAID** Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <19980115210000.QAA26791@ladder03.news.aol.com> Rubber Maid Its tough in life isnt it guys?. You know how it goes. That Friday or Saturday night comes and all your friends are out of town, and you are in between relationships. Your relatives (at least the ones you are still speaking to ) are too far away to visit for coffee and conversation. Youve called every dating service in the phone book. Just like John here did. Only John went out bar hopping all weekend. Now it was Sunday afternoon and he had the blues. Sunday in San Francisco is a beautiful sight, with or without fog. And the sunsets are spectacular. The light is perfect for amateur photographers who wish to try their hand at some extraordinary shots. The upper end of Market, beneath Mount Davidson, has a surrealistic quality that shows in a photographs careful composition. It can remind one of looking at a shadow box, or diorama. Dressing himself at 3PM on this fall day, and knowing darkness would come soon, he hurriedly rushed down to Haight Ashbury to see if he could see anything of interest. Tourists were trying to find Jerry Garcias old house on Ashbury St.The tour guide was animated. Hash pipes and bongs were for sale in the boutiques. Tired of this scene,he headed back downtown on his bicycle and stopped at the Marine Mariners theater on Post to check the marquee, but the last show had already started. Then 2 doors down and across the street he saw the most interesting thing in the window of a dingy little shop. A rubber woman, inflatable, life size, with rooted hair, and an unusually pretty face---for a blow up substitute sex partner. She was hanging there completely nude, without one shred ofclothing, and without one shred of respect for the viewing public, you know, family values and all. He decided to buy the poor pitiful piece of pornographic paraphernalia and take her home to see what he could do for her. First he examined her carefully to see what size she wore. She appeared to be about a size 10, same size as Jane. "So", he thought to himself, "where were those clothes Jane had left here last time she visited?". It had been a while since since she had been here. Opening all the drawers in his bedroom, and a box in the walk-in closet, he finally located some of Jane's things. Let's see......there was a flowered bra and panty set. He blew a little more air to the doll. Then put the lingerie on her. He smiled to himself, thinking how cute the toy woman was. He began to feel a sense of calm come over him. He missed Jane a lot since she had moved to Stockton. He got home with the once expensive dress and put it on "Janey" the doll. He brushed her blond hair. Took a tube of Jane's lipstick and put a little on Janey. He also had a maids black and white outfit with a lacy apron and hat . He remembered the early movies began at 5:00. So he jogged to the bus stop just in time to climb on for the ride to the only downtown movie house. It was a little seedy. And he hated getting out of a show or any business for that matter, on Market St. after dark. But he really felt like seeing a riveting screen play. People in the movie were laughing and applauding during the funny moments. He felt happy to be here amongst all his fellow San Franciscans. As if he had not eaten enough, he took a quick trip to the snack bar for chocolate. And before he knew it, the movie was over. A couple of taxi's waited at the curb. Luckily the one he picked was available. It took him quickly to his building. He stepped in and decided to check on Janey. "Why Janey, you waited up for me. You didnt have to. How nice!" He talked aloud to the Janey doll. He imagined Janey replying to him. "I took a nap and now I'm wide awake." she said. "I love the new dress you bought me, you must've paid a fortune for it at Macy's. Can you help me get it off.? I cant reach the zipper." With that, John went over to Janey and helped her sit up, unzipped the dress and pulled it off over her head. Pulled back the covers and put her to bed. "Here is a nighty I got for you, Baby Cakes. Like it?" "Its beautiful," she exclaimed. "Help me put it on." It displayed her large airfilled tits. "Im going to take a shower as I have to go back to work in the morning. Why dont you watch the early news and tell me whats happening, I'll be right back. I'll tell you all about the Chevy Chase movie, it was so good. Im sorry you couldnt go with me." As he finished towelling off, he walked back into the bedroom. Janey Doll was watching the news. She turned and smiled at him and patted the empty bed next to her. A smile crossed his lips. He got in beside her. And kissed her tenderly. Then more ardently. And explored her ample breasts. They felt real. The nipples were soft and supple, and spirted water (they had a reservoir). She giggled and stuck her tongue in his mouth. He pulled up her nightie and said, "You dont need these panties. " Baby Cakes giggled and wiggled and otherwise came on to him subtly. He pulled then off, and got between her legs. He licked her rubber pussy, and put his finger in to see how far it would go. It was deep, and solid. Tight--just like a pussy should be. He suddenly realized his penis was completely erect, for the first time in 2 weeks. He tried to penetrate her with his errection, but got nowhere til he added lubrication. All over himself, all up her vagina. He listened to hear what she was saying. "Take me now. Come on, I cant wait any longer. I was in that store window 8 months. I was the last of the doll shipment. Ive been waiting so long for you. Hurry!! I need it hurry!!. Do it to me rough!!" He pushed in slowly to be sure how he fit inside her, then pulled out slowly. Pushed in a little faster. Pulled out slowly. Then began thrusting in a regular rhythm. She was panting and whimpering. Soon she stretched and stretched beneath him as she climaxed. He was going so fast, he came in a minute or less. Absence of sex does make the heart grow fonder of orgasm. Then he collapsed on top her. And when he caught his breath, he began kissing her mouth. Hard. Tonguing her. Making a strong suction. And then , the next thing he knew it was morning, the 7 o'clock alarm was going off, and he saw the doll sitting in a chair in the corner of his bedroom, still dressed in her nighty. He realized he had dreamed the whole love scene. But the bed was wet. And what a nice wet dream it was. He realized he missed Jane more than he thought, if he was willing to ignore all others and have sex with a doll, even if in his dreams. He picked up the phone and called Jane. She answered with a sleepy voice, "Hi big guy." "Honey, I'm ready to discuss marriage " terms" you stated the last time we discussed getting married. I miss you too much. Can I see you tonight?" "Sure, meet me in the bar at the top of the Fairmont Hotel at 8:00 tonight. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>