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Archive name: deanna1.txt (MF, drugged-wife, nc, voy)
Authors name: Wife Seducer (wife_seducer@hotmail.com)
Story title : Deanna's Story: My Sex Doll

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Deanna's Story: My Sex Doll (MF, drugged-wife, nc, voy)
By Wife Seducer (wife_seducer@hotmail.com)

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I slowly eased my still hard cock out of her. I looked 
down at the naked unconscious figure beneath me. Her 
perfect little body glistened with sweat, my sweat that 
is. Her pretty eyes still hidden behind her lids, 
peaceful, still unaware that her body had been violated, 
treated no better than any porn store fuck doll.

It was getting near morning and Doug would be back soon. 
I had fucked her missionary style this last time, 
imagining her moaning and begging me to pump her harder. 
Having fucked her on and off for hours now it took me a 
while, along with much sweat to cum in her this third 
time. I leaned over, kissed each breast and then got out 
of bed. I switched off the video camera and began to 
clean her up.

Her name was Deanna. I had met her a year earlier at my 
younger brother's wedding. She was his best man's 
girlfriend, and boy was she something. She had on this 
little black number that didn't even reach her knees, 
which was good because her legs were awesome, long and 
lean. I'd have given a years salary to kiss from her 
knees on up to her inner thigh.

Twice I got caught staring by my now ex-wife.

Deanna didn't show much cleavage, which was fine, 
because her dress fit snugly over her small but firm 
tits. She must have worn a very thin or perhaps no bra 
as I could definitely make out some perky nipples 
popping through on occasion. Of course the long blonde 
hair, dreamy eyes and gorgeous smile left me unsure 
whether I was falling in love with her or just dying to 
fuck her. I looked over at my wife Mary...then back at 
her... definitely both. Later that night I would fuck my 
wife imagining it was her.

I had known her boyfriend Doug for a few years now since 
he was my brother's best friend, though I couldn't 
imagine how this lucky dog landed this sweet thing, and 
the fact that he gets to bang her was almost too much.

It was now a year later and I was one wife shyer. We had 
been split for 3 months now and I hadn't been with 
anyone for a while now. Needless to say I was quite 
horny. I'd even go for a 'sleeping Mary' as I'd called 
it. My ex-wife Mary, would often down more than a few 
pills to get to sleep. It wasn't long before I found 
that I could do just about anything I wanted to her and 
she wouldn't have the slightest idea I had fucked her. 
That is if I cleaned her up afterwards.

Out of the blue I get a phone call from Doug. It seems 
he and Deanna (still together the lucky dog) were 
tripping out to visit my brother and his wife and 
wondered if they could crash at my place. I just happen 
to live halfway between their six-hour total drive. I 
told them it would be no problem at all.

After the call my mind raced. I needed to get the 
camcorder set up so I could get some hidden video of her 
changing. I got a raging hard on just thinking that I 
might get to see that sleek little body of hers, even a 
bra and panty shot would be killer.

I fought with myself on whether to hide it in the guest 
room or the bathroom. I opted for the guest room, since 
they might, just might, have sex that night. I set to 
work fitting the camcorder behind the vent in the room.

Little did I know I would never have need of it, at 
least not there anyway. A lucky break would leave the 
poor innocent thing alone here with only my lecherous 
imagination.

Doug and Deanna arrived around six. Even dressed in 
jeans and a sweatshirt she still radiated an amazingly 
delicious aura. Perhaps it was the wisp of perfume I 
caught as she walked smilingly by me into the house. 
Noticing the Doug was behind the car getting their 
suitcase out I was unable to prevent myself (oh hell, 
preventing my ass) from checking Deanna out from the 
rear. Her ass was perfect, her jeans tightly outlining 
her wonderful shape. I wondered, and hoped, my camera 
would catch it in its full nude glory.

When they both were inside, they immediately started to 
argue (not argue, but disagree). Doug had checked in 
earlier with work and found that there were serious 
problems back at the main office. He had just begun his 
new job and Deanna felt that he had better go back and 
take care of it. He didn't want to, but finally agreed.

They soon decided that she would stay here and he would 
come back in the morning. I asked why she wouldn't go 
with him? (And then immediately kicked myself.)

It turns out that it would be another 45 minutes out of 
the way. He'd just come back in the late morning, pick 
her up and they'd be on their way again. I showed them 
to the guest room on the other side of the house (it was 
big since the ex and kids went to live at her mothers). 
Deanna said she was just going to watch some TV for a 
while and get to sleep early. I sighed to myself as I 
looked at where the camera hid. No sex on tape tonight. 
I left them alone to kiss goodbye and then off he went. 
See ya Doug.

Even as she and I were alone the only evil thoughts I 
harbored were that of catching her on tape changing 
clothes. We sat for a bit, gabbed about my brother and 
his new wife and other idle chitchat. Sometimes I hardly 
heard what she was saying as I just enjoyed watching her 
lips moving. They looked perfect for kissing. I wondered 
if she actually let Doug put his cock in her mouth.

I instantly imagined what her pouty lips might look like 
wrapped around a stiff cock. I had to shift position on 
the couch so not to show my excitement.

At around eight she looked at her watch and said she 
definitely had to get to bed since she would be driving 
the rest of the way tomorrow. She crumpled her cute 
little nose and asked me a question.

"You wouldn't happen to have anything to help me sleep?" 

My heart stopped, all bets were off now, reverse 
polarity. My mind reeled with possibilities, thoughts of 
a drug induced Mary wondered in and out of my mind, my 
cock grew rock hard. Could I really be thinking this?

Deanna noticed my pause and added, "I understand if you 
feel funny about it, so it's okay if you don't."

I stammered, "No, No, I was just trying to think of what 
I might have. I'm sure I have some of what Mary used to 
take for her sleeplessness."

Deanna smiled. I melted, "Great," she said, "I have such 
trouble sometimes falling asleep when we are away from 
home."

I smiled back, "No problem, and I'll even make you some 
tea to take back to your room with you. A double dose of 
sleepiness for you." She laughed. "There's a phone in 
your room. Why don't you call Doug and see how he's 
doing?"

She got up, thanked me for my thoughtfulness and padded 
off to her room.

I went to the kitchen and turned on the water, then 
headed to the bathroom and found the pills. Am I really 
going to do this? I would just die to touch her skin, 
maybe even kiss those thighs, maybe more? I took out 
three pills, Mary's usual dose. Deanna was a bit smaller 
so it should be just fine. I found myself back in the 
kitchen crushing up two of the pills and placing the 
fine powder in the teacup. Holy shit! I'm really doing 
this, holy fucking shit! My hand shook as I poured the 
tea and stirred the powder till it disappeared.

"Doug's fine!" I almost jumped out of my skin as Deanna 
popped into the kitchen. She giggled, "Oops, sorry to 
scare you!"

I forced a laugh as she pointed to the counter, "That 
it?"

"Yep, but be careful, it'll knock you out like a light!" 
I couldn't believe I just said that.

She took the single pill in her hand and smiled at me, 
"I'll be sure to be lying down when I take it." I 
nodded. "You're so sweet" she added. She took the teacup 
from my hand, "And I told Doug to call you later when he 
gets there. So if you don't hear from him in another 2 
hours, please wake me." She turned back to her room, 
"Night!" she said over her shoulder as she disappeared 
from sight.

I gulped and went to my own room. What if she tastes it 
in the tea? What if she doesn't drink it? What if? What 
if? My cock began to harden. What if she drinks it 
completely? What could I do? What would I do? What will 
I do? It was too perfect, she knew she was taking 
sleeping pills so being groggy in the morning would 
leave her no more suspicious. I grinned. I figured I'd 
give her thirty minutes.

Thirty minutes can take so long.

At twenty-nine minutes and thirty seconds I could wait 
no longer. I left my room. I quietly made my way through 
the kitchen and down the hallway towards the guest room. 
I stood in front of her door for several minutes in 
silence.

I could hear the TV playing softly, but nothing else. 
Time for the knock.

I knocked. No response. I knocked again and still 
nothing. My shaking hand touched the knob and began to 
turn it. It wouldn't budge. Locked? Oh geez. Not a 
problem. I reached above the door and grabbed the 
standard screwdriver shaped key. I knocked once more 
before I inserted the key and slowly unlocked and opened 
the door. My heart raced as I opened the door and 
stepped in.

"Deanna?" I called softly. I stepped around the door and 
there she lay, eyes shut, looking like a sleeping angel. 
I stepped to the foot of the bed. "Deanna?" No response. 
She was definitely out. Holy shit!

She wore only a long football jersey that came down to 
mid thigh. I've always found woman in jerseys extremely 
sexy and Deanna was no exception. She had no sweats on 
though I'm sure she would have panties on. Her legs were 
bare and gorgeous.

My cock, which had been surprisingly limp from 
anxiousness grew quickly and demanded to be 'fixed' from 
its cramped position. I arranged myself and stepped to 
the head of the bed. A small wisp of hair fell over her 
eyes and I instinctively brushed it back behind her ear. 
Then I remembered the tea. If she hadn't touched it I 
was already on dangerous ground. I looked over. My cock 
grew more. It was nearly empty. I looked at her lying 
there so peaceful. I whispered, "Deanna, tonight you're 
mine."

I tested some more, calling her name louder and shaking 
her arm looking for any sign of consciousness. Nothing, 
nada, zero, zilch, none. This little Barbie was going to 
be my sex doll for the night.

I didn't know what to do first, then finally decided to 
start at the bottom, her toes. I moved to the foot of 
the bed and touched her foot. Her toenails were painted 
black, making even her feet sexy. I kissed her toes and 
then her ankles, my eyes fixed on her face, still 
searching for any movement. My eyes shifted downward 
trying to get a glimpse up her shirt for a sign of 
panties.

I wondered for a moment about what she might wear. A 
thong? Doubtful. Tiger striped? Yeah, in my wildest. I 
just prayed they wouldn't be the over the belly white 
cottons. As I continued to kiss and taste her ankle, my 
hand slid up and down her calf. My eyes roamed up and 
down her body, fixating on the spots where her cute 
little titties hid beneath number 85. God, I could see 
them right now. 

But no, wait, there was plenty of time, we had all 
night. They looked very nice packaged in there. I loved 
the small-breasted petite gals, so nice and firm. I 
wondered if they would bounce around slightly when I 
fucked her. And yes, I was going to fuck her, I had to.

In order to move up between her calves I needed to 
spread her legs a bit, a task I found more erotic than I 
could have imagined. Her legs spread without protest, in 
a sense giving me the permission to spread them as far 
as I would need in order get in position to stick my 
cock in her. At this point I got up and removed my shirt 
and pants, finally releasing a very hard and ready cock. 
Looking down at her I found my hand already wrapped 
around myself, stroking. My cock demanded attention, but 
it would have to wait a little longer.

I lay back down between her legs, quickly kissing and 
licking past her calves and knees. I relished the fact 
that she hadn't showered or bathed, as I much more 
prefer her true scent rather than that of soap. I knew 
that each inch north I traveled her scent would 
increase. I loved to torture myself. To reach the thighs 
that I've lusted for a year now I would need to spread 
her legs further still.

I gently pushed her knees apart even more. Her shirt 
bottom now fell back to her hips and I could make out 
her panties beneath. Oh, this was just going to be too 
good.

Lying on my belly I let my hand caress her thigh. My 
cock ground into the bed trying to fuck something. At 
first I had thought I could spend weeks tasting her 
thighs, but as soon as I got there I was implored to 
move on, and up. I needed her pussy. I had to expose 
what she held so secret to the outside world, to smell 
what so very few, if any, had smelled, and to taste.

Had she ever let any man slide his tongue between her 
lips and taste her clit before? If not, she was about 
to. I pulled myself up further still and rose up on my 
elbows, my face above where her pussy waited still 
hidden. I slowly pushed her shirt further up totally 
exposing her panties. Yes, she was a Victoria's Secret 
girl, I should have known. I paused only a moment to 
note her sexy belly before I leaned down to savor her 
scent.

Oh yes, her scent was intoxicating. I placed a kiss in 
the center of her sleek black panties. I looked up at 
her face again. Still sleeping. I laughed at the thought 
of what I might say if she suddenly woke up. What could 
I say? I pushed the thought aside.

My hand pulled her panties tightly against her pussy, 
the thumb of my other hand traced her slit from bottom 
to top. Again I kissed the top of her inner thigh, now 
up to her panty line. I had planned to wait just a 
little longer before revealing her, but my thumb 
unconsciously began hiking her panty to the side. My 
kisses continued as her pussy was slowly unveiled before 
me.

Before I realized it my lips met hers, my tongue already 
beginning to part her slit. She tasted sweeter than I 
could have imagined as I began to kiss and lick her 
madly, it had been too long.

I had never done this to Mary during her little 
'sleeps', I had only just stuck my cock in her, fucked 
her for a few minutes, shot my load then I'd go to 
sleep. Now this was something that I know every guy 
dreams about, but would never admit to, a chance to just 
do whatever he wanted to a beautiful girl. No pressure 
to please, no worries of failure, just pure selfish 
pleasure. Deanna, you can't imagine the gift you are 
giving me right now, I thought.

My tongue continued within her, my fingers opening her 
up to find her tiny clit. Once found I sucked hard 
exposing it more. Then with a gentle rhythmic sucking 
motion I pulled her in and out from between my teeth. I 
imagined her hips moving wildly, her hand pulling my 
head harder into her as she came.

I moved up the bed, now lying on my side beside her, her 
head lay facing away from me. I kissed her neck, again 
smelling the incredible perfume she wore. My free hand 
began to wander her body, up her leg, lightly over her 
pussy, her belly, then over her shirt to where her 
little titties popped through. My hand moved back to her 
smooth belly and then back up under her shirt.

At this point my cock was against her side rubbing on 
her bare hip. It won't be long now. I bit her neck ever 
so softly as my fingers found her breast. I knew if I 
even touched my cock it would explode with cum. I kissed 
her neck more, my hand now traveling from breast to 
breast gently caressing them. I softly pinched the 
nipples and they stiffened just slightly.

My heart skipped a few beats, as I had to sit her up 
slightly in order to remove her shirt. Up on my knees 
next to her I pulled the shirt over her head and she 
softly fell back on the pillow, her long gorgeous hair 
in disarray over her face.

I almost came when I saw her. I had realized she was 
small on top, but now seeing this sleeping beauty lie 
here almost nude almost put me in shock. Her petite 
frame, semi-hairless pussy, tiny titties...god, she 
looked like she could be 15! I leaned over and sucked on 
each of her tits, my finger down between her legs 
sliding in and out of her tight little cunt. God damned, 
good thing was wasn't 15 because she was going to get 
fucked no matter what! I sat back and admired her body 
again. Gee, if I only had my camera.

How could I miss this? I quickly got off the bed and 
managed to get the camera out of its hiding place 
without too much trouble. I also snatched the tripod as 
I figured I might need it as well. At least after 
tonight I could relive this over and over through the 
magic of video. I took several minutes of footage of 
just her body, even rolling her over on her belly to get 
a shot of her nice little ass.

There is nothing sexier than a sweet young thing in only 
her panties. It was at this point I removed her panties 
and exposed her completely. I forced my self to leave 
the room quickly to grab my digital cam as well as there 
would be many shots I could post on the 'net though I 
could never show her face, lest I be caught for sure!

How many times could I cum tonight? I wondered...

I rolled her on her back again with her head near the 
side of the bed. It was time for her to suck my cock. 
Well I guess it would be more of me fucking her mouth. I 
wasn't even sure it this would work, but I was going to 
give it a try. 

I looked at her beautiful little body as I stroked my 
cock. Squeezing hard, a large drop of precum formed at 
the end. I took hold of the camera with one hand and 
focused on her face. Some shots shouldn't be missed.

I guided my cock to her lips where I slowly coated her 
lips with the clear pre-cum from the tip of my cock. The 
feeling of her lips touching my cock almost sent me 
over. Her lips glistened as though was ready for a night 
out.

I set the camcorder down, leaned over and kissed her now 
wet lips, then I stood up, placed the camera on the 
tripod and started filming. I once again placed my cock 
at her lips. With one hand I held her chin while I began 
pushing my cock slowly into her mouth. Back and forth I 
worked deeper into her mouth, though not very deep as I 
didn't want her to gag. 

It was absolutely incredible. Her mouth was warm and wet 
and my cock slid easily between her perfect lips. I was 
surprised how well this was working.

By holding her chin with one hand and the back of her 
head with the other I was able get a very good rhythm 
going. I looked down at her nymphlike body. And suddenly 
it was too late.

The first shot of cum went in her mouth, but I pulled 
out quickly and began to douse her face, hair and neck 
with wave after wave of jetting cum. My sleeping Deanna 
was soaked. Holy shit. My cock was still hard and I slid 
it back in her mouth one last time to clean it off. I 
would need to clean her up a bit before round two could 
begin. First though I would take a few pictures of her 
cum soaked face.

Using my shirt I softly wiped the thick streams of cum 
from her cheek. Much of it had already run down the side 
of her neck. I didn't even bother with the cum that was 
splattered in her gorgeous blonde hair. I wondered how 
my pictures would come out, wanting to run to my 
computer to see what her cum covered face looked like on 
the screen. I knew I would be stroking myself to those 
pics for a long time to come.

Clean enough for now I returned to feeling Deanna up. I 
rubbed, squeezed, kissed and sucked on her tits for 
quite a while before deciding it had been long enough. I 
rolled her on her left side and got up on my knees. I 
wanted a position where my hands would be free. With my 
right hand I slowly raised her right leg. I moved 
closer, straddling her left leg, my hard cock now aiming 
directly at her sweet pussy. I lifted her leg higher and 
placed it on my shoulder. My cock was now at her 
opening.

Poor Deanna still sleeping peacefully unaware that her 
legs were spread wide, a hungry cock about to enter her. 
Using my hand I slowly started working myself inside 
her.

She was quite dry still and I knew I might need some 
help. I spit in my hand and stroked my cock until it was 
good and slick. I used my other hand to open her lips 
for me. In three strokes I was completely inside her. I 
held her leg tight I began humping away. My left hand 
squeezed her little ass. How I would love to fuck that, 
but one can't be stupid. I did, at one point, work a 
finger in her ass. I wondered briefly if Deanna would 
enjoy my cock and finger alternatingly pumping her ass 
and pussy with each stroke.

For a while I watched transfixed as my cock slide in and 
out of her. I pumped harder. Each time my cock slammed 
into her I could hear a breath come from her mouth. I 
loved that sound and pumped even harder as my orgasm 
built.

The ringing of the phone almost stopped my heart. I had 
forgotten about Doug's call. I thought about letting it 
ring and just cum. I was barely able to stop fucking 
Deanna as I reached over and answered the bedside phone.

It was Doug all right, all worn out from his ride. He 
had just gotten into work. How was Deanna? I looked down 
at her, my cock buried deep inside her. Oh, she was 
fine, I assured him the she was probably fast asleep.

"Great, I'll tell her, see you in the morning." I hung 
up the phone, smiled, and began pumping Deanna again. 
"Oh baby, oh baby, yes, mmmmm."

Cum flooded out my cock and inside Deanna. I was sure I 
would never stop cumming. My spasms finally subsided 
though, and I softly kissed her calf and slowly lowered 
her leg. My soft cock slid out of her. I was covered 
with sweat. I lay down beside her and kissed her back. I 
had never felt better.

I fucked her a few more times that night. Of course I 
needed a few breaks for food and beer. Then, every so 
often, I would think of the naked girl in the next room 
and I would have to go back.

I was only able to cum once more that night but that 
didn't stop me from enjoying her. Once I put her high 
heels on her tiny feet and then proceeded to pin her 
knees back to her shoulders and fuck her as her toes 
pointed to the ceiling. My kinkier side found her 
blindfolded, face down, her hands and feet tied to the 
bedposts. I placed a pillow under her belly and fucked 
my bound princess from behind.

It was quite late when I decided I was too tired to fuck 
her anymore. I took a quick shower and had a cold drink. 
Having only cum twice I had really wanted to cum once 
more. I walked back into her room and she lay there 
perfect, naked, and beautiful. My cock grew hard once 
more. I climbed on the bed one last time. I moved 
between her legs, working my cock in her once again. I 
laid on her gently, her breasts pressed against my 
chest. I kissed her cheek, lips, and eyelids as I fucked 
her.

I enjoyed this last fuck, wondering if I would ever get 
to be with such a sweet little thing again. After I came 
in Deanna I kissed her one last time. I'd probably never 
see her again. Well, not in person anyway.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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