But she was no longer a teenager.

Professor Sherry looked in the mirror in the restroom before she walked back to her class. [...]]]> The thought of his lips on her clit sent a buzz through her belly and up her spine — like sexual thoughts had intoxicated her mind when she was a teenager.

But she was no longer a teenager.

Professor Sherry looked in the mirror in the restroom before she walked back to her class. She didn't look 40. She definitely didn't feel 40. Her palms pushed down against her pert breasts covered in her deep purple blouse. She didn't remember the last time they were used sexually — that was a drunk one night stand, and that guy was clueless as much as she could remember. He groped weakly at her curves and slumped his pathetic manhood into her body.

That night was a miserable experience. Almost as miserable as the mail that greeted her three days ago. All of her education — a bachelor's degree in both English and Public Speaking; a master's degree in communications' a Ph.D. in Linguistics — and the only words she could manage in reaction of the situation was:

"Fucking AARP. I'm not old."

She had told her basic communications class about the letter two days before. The AARP — American Association For Retired People — sent her a form letter informing her of her new eligibility, since she was turning 50-years-old.

But she wasn't 50. She was just turning 40. Just barely out of her sexual peak — not that the fact mattered. Sherry spent most nights of her sexual peak reading love novels and snuggling against an oversized teddy bear her daughter gave her for Christmas.

She ranted about the letter to her class. Most of the 18-year-old freshman students paid it little attention. An older student — Matthew — kidded with her about it.

"Maybe the AARP is getting too old itself to do numbers accurately. Cognitive math skills are some of the first skills to leave, Professor Sherry. Or maybe they think your qualify — the way you act as opposed to your actual age."

She threw an eraser at him in a joking matter, and he threw it back. A small battle of erasers and wadded paper took place until everyone was laughing about the way the two "adults" of the class could act so silly and flirtatious.

Matthew wasn't like the majority of students. He was in his mid-twenties and had spent the previous eight years traveling the world and doing "classified" duties as a Navy SEAL. When everyone introduced themselves on the first day of the semester, he said he got out of the military when he was shot in his knee and his ACL was destroyed. He could have stayed in as a desk jockey, but decided to go back to college.

It was final's week at the college. Matthew was acing the course unless he really fumbled the final — and Sherry doubted that would happen.

He didn't look like a Navy SEAL. He was thinner than she thought he'd be. Muscular, but not John Rambo like. Matthew was cute, though. Very cute.

Very — what's the word she heard her daughter use in describing her online friend? "Doable." That's what Matthew was. About 6 feet 2 inches tall, short brown hair, brown eyes and a quick smile.

Sherry admonished herself for even thinking about it. The guy was closer to her 18-year-old daughter Samantha's age. Matthew was at least 15 years younger than her — and a student no less.

Still, she considered her own 5 foot 9 inch body melding onto his — riding him slowly as they made love. Her long brown hair falling around his shoulders. His smile widening as he entered her seemingly dormant sex. Sherry felt the pinch of desire drift from her eyes down her spine.

"Jesus, woman. Get a hold of yourself."

She straightened herself and went to the classroom. There he was — a brightspot among the other coeds. Not in a fraternity. Not trying to fit in. But not an outcast either. One of those few people who was comfortable with who he was and what he wanted. He simply desired to learn and travel.

It was a day for final speeches, and Professor Sherry watched as four students gave 15 minute presentations. Jen the Cheerleader talked about fashion; Randolph the Geek spoke about Star Trek and the computer systems of the Enterprise; John the Fratboy discussed the importance of fraternities.

Than Matthew stood up to give his presentation. How America must be careful when trying to establish its culture to other countries — and how it needs to embrace other societies instead of trying to homogenizing them.

It was smart, witty, and somehow sexual.

At least, the way he was looking at Professor Sherry seemed sexual. Eye contact. "Strong" she wrote next to the word on her grading paper. Expression "Great" she jotted down. Sherry felt her eye contact falling toward his crotch and was finding herself staring at his khakis' bulge. Maybe it was just the lay of the fabric. Maybe it was his instrument of sexuality.

She wondered if any of the other students were staring as well. Surely some of the girls had to be impressed with him. Or maybe they were simply too young to understand why he was significant. Sherry understood. She adjusted herself in her seat and felt moisture within her wanting to spread. Her eyes closed trying to avoid the dirty thoughts.

As he finished up, he referred back to the AARP letter. "We must know how to treat other cultures — if they speak different from us. If they look different from us. If they are older than us," he smirked. "Because those who speak differently, look different and those who are older than us all have something to teach each of us — individually and as a nation."

He went to sit back down, and Sherry stood up. The two brushed against one-another, and the dirty thoughts returned.

She turned on the overhead that gave an overview of the speeches and the next week of classes.

"Thank you, Matthew. Good job. Now, that was the last speech of the day. Finals' study sessions are going to be held on Tuesday and Thursday. With that, I'll cut you all loose early today. Stay out of trouble," she told the class. The students grabbed their bookbags and left, leaving her in a room half-dark.

She was filling out Matthews' speech critique when he walked back inside the room.

"Hi, Professor. I forgot my bookbag," he said.

"No problem. No problem at all. Good to see you again," she smiled. "You aced that speech, by the way. Unless you fail the final, you're getting an 'A' in this class."

"No pressure."

"No. You did a good job this semester."

"Thanks. You're a good instructor."

There was a silence between the two. The flirtations between the two had rubbed like a match against a matchbox for three months. Sherry initialized his speech critique.

"Since you're here, you might as well take this," she offered the form. Matthew walked to her — closer than he needed to — to accept the grade. "As you can see, I think your expression was 'great' and your eye contact was 'strong'".

He smiled. "It's easy to talk in front of a friendly crowd."

Their fingers touched slightly — longer than they needed to — as they both looked at the sheet. His eyes spied the AARP letter resting on the desk. Matthew picked it up and held it with his speech critique.

"So here it is. You're officially old," he smirked.

"I can still change your grade," Sherry glared as she touched his hand and the letter. "I'm not old. They are ten years early."

"I agree. I still think you look very young. If I can be so bold, very kissable."

Their hands were touching again. Her knees weakened more like they were when she was 16 and kissing a boy for the first time.

"You want to be that bold?"

"I do," he responded, leaning his body to hers — both licking their lips, wetting them as their mouths met in the classroom. For a minute, it was tender, exploring kissing — like 16-year-olds. Neither talked. The taboo of a teacher and student, even at the college level with two consenting adults, was one both quietly feared. But both had longed to break the taboo was well.

The second minute, the kissing grew more intense. Her eyes opened in the half-dark of the room to see the overhead glow against Matthew's face. Their breathing raced as her hands brushed against his body tentatively, her fingernails running along his cheek and neck, down the middle of his chest and against his firm abdomen. In turn, his hands stroked her shoulders and back, down to the curve of her ass. She pulled against him; in turn he pushed against her. His lips tongued the flesh of her neck like she was a sweet fruit. With his teeth, he unbuttoned her deep purple blouse — one of his hands pulling it slightly open and exposing her bra to anyone who might walk in the classroom.

Using his fingers, he tentatively pulled up on her knee-length dress — but her moans only encouraged him as his fingers touched the slick feel of her pantyhose. He flexed his neck against the shape of her legs and the form of her passion. Against the pantyhose as inhaled hard against her clit. It was like her body was a cigarette — as he inhaled, her face flushed like the cherry of a burning cigarette, her own throat felt overcome with steam.

"Oh, God."

With one hand reaching toward her abdomen and breasts, Matthew reached his other around and pulled down on Professor Sherry's black pantyhose and white conservative panties, stripping them down her legs and letting them regrip at her knees. Without hesitation he returned to inhaling against his teacher's pussy and licking against her tenderness. The dress laid on his short hair. Sherry leaned back, her hand around the neck of Matthew as she lowly moaned. Wetness greeted him, and he lapped greedily at it. Like Merlot wine, his favorite drink.

Sherry opened her eyes to see her dark silhouette from the overhead against the white screen. As she moved, so did her erotic shadow. She lowered her neck to find the fingers that had been caressing her nipples through her 36B bra. Sherry held Matthew's hand and than began sucking on two of his fingers like she would his cock. She couldn't even recall the last time she gave oral, much less received it.

Like the kissing of lips, his mouth against her passion went from a stage of exploring and tenderness to intensity as he sucked on her skin like a thirsty man sucked on a quart of water. She felt the tearing of her panties and pantyhose as she spread her legs farther to accommodate his tongue against her inner thighs — his nose breathing at her light blonde bush, warm air on her swelling clit.

"Oh, God," she exhaled again. It only encouraged Matthew to suck on her harder. It hadn't been too long since his last experience with a woman — but it had been a few months — and that girl, another girl in this class in fact, was either too self-conscious or too drunk to enjoy the oral. But not his professor. She was breathing hard and verbalizing her enjoyment — quietly but-firmly.

He felt her left knee give as her orgasm grew closer. Her fingernails raked along his shoulders as she rapidly inhaled and exhaled like a runner in a sprint.

"Yes. Oh yes. Oh Matthew, right there. Just like that," she told him.

"Just like that" to Matthew meant "just a little faster. Just a little more harder." And it increased the lapping of his tongue as fast and hard as his neck and lips allowed. Every 10 drinking laps of her pussy, he sucked on her clit for 10 seconds. He began working it into a rhythm until she was frantically trying to kick off the restraints of her pantyhose to climax. Just when she was on the edge, Matthew sank his index finger deep into her body and pulled it toward her front, finding and rubbing on her G-spot while he sucked hard on her clit.

Not only her face, but her entire body grew flush with the experience of the inside massaging and the outer sensation. She started shaking her body violently and sucked hard on Matthews' hand.

"OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed with his fingers in her mouth, apparently no longer caring who heard. The dean of the communications department could have been walking by the classroom and Professor Sherry wasn't sober enough to hold back. She was experiencing an orgasm like she hadn't in 40 years. Her ex-husband, her former lovers, nobody oraled her like her student was — with desire and conviction.

He kept sucking on Sherry's body until she reached a second climax — her wetness slipping onto his mouth like wine.

Matthew — after 14 minutes — pulled back from his instructors' womanhood and looked up to her, the light of the overhead encasing her like an angel. Her face was no longer that of a teacher, but a lover — her lips open as she exhaled. Virtually nothing was said. He smiled at her, she smiled down at him. He kissed up her tummy, licking deep against her naval and then her chest. He slipped an arm around her back and in one move unclipped her bra. He pushed the cups over her breasts and lovingly suckled her hardening nipples one at a time. As he licked one, he massaged the other breast with his palm and fingers. He switched back and forth between her breasts — his tongue licking the distance between her breasts, then continued upward to kiss against her neck again.

Professor Sherry's hands had been stroking against his body hard now, pulling his polo shirt out of his khaki pants. She pulled against the bulge of his pants, now convinced what she had stared at during the speech was what she desired. Sherry found his belt and pulled at the strap until he loosened.

"We don't have to do this here," he whispered in her ear as she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. "We don't have to do this at all," he added. He didn't want to rush.

"Yes. We really do," Sherry said kissing him. "I need to feel you fill me, Matthew." She sank her hand into his khakis and gripped his hardness with her hand. His cock was large, firm and as heated as her pussy was between her legs. She pulled his pants to his knees and ran her palm over the precummed head of his manhood. Sherry sank her hand into her own passion liquid as she kissed Matthew hard and — slick with her wetness — returned to stroking his hardness. He moaned softly into her mouth with the pleasure. His cock strained in the inches of air between it and her pussy.

She stopped momentarily and looked at the young man. "I need this off," she said and pulled his shirt over his neck, dropping it on his speech critique and her AARP letter. Sherry was momentarily mesmerized by his physique. He hid it well under a lot of sweatshirts and sweaters and large T-shirts — her student Matthew had the body of a Greek God. Her fingers and fingernails glided against his chest as she smiled looking at his body. She had never been with a man as good looking and as good at oral.

Finally, she looked at his eyes, still somewhat hypnotized.

"Wow," she managed. All of her degrees, and that was the best English she could manage.

Matthew smiled and kissed her. She reached between her legs to his cock and pulled him forward — pulling him into her 40-year-old body, the heat and hardness slowly sinking into her, stretching her, wetting her more. He took his time maneuvering into his instructor. He wasn't an 18-year-old boy just wanting to cum and go. He wanted to please her. He had studied Tantra and wanted to explore that concept with Sherry, but didn't think it was a good time to bring up the subject. As the were fully joined, they began to push and pull against each other in rhythm. After three minutes of slow rocking, Matthew stood up, his pants still around his knees and held her in midair as they made love.

Holding Sherry by her ass, he thrust up into her for three or four more minutes. He sat back onto her professor's chair and let her ride him. She pushed her body down onto his, actively reaching between her legs — her fingers forming a V around his cock to double the eroticism for him. Her long brown hair draped down on his shoulders as she kissed him and sucked on his tongue.

His hands fumbled with her lower torso to rip the rest of the pantyhose and panties from her legs. He only got so far. Her left leg was naked — her right had waddled pantyhose, panties and her high heel still attached. He kicked off his shoes and whipped his khakis from his legs. He briefly crossed his legs Indian Style to pull off his socks. The position thrust his cock deep into his lover, and she came for a third time. He felt his seed filling heavy in his groin. He maneuvered from her chair and onto the cold tile floor.

Professor Sherry reacted with chills and nearly complained, but than she felt her lover push as hard as he had as deep as he had in the missionary position. Matthew started crashing into her walls of her passion like a demolition derby — banging, slamming, smoking. His balls slapped against her pussy and ass like a bass drum without pause. She pulled his face to her neck and felt his heated exhalation breathing against her. He moaned and began groaning loudly.

"Yes, lover. It's okay, baby," she encouraged. "Feels so good … so-so good."

"Professor Sherry. I'm close, Professor Sherry," Matthew said, sounding like a student needing just a hint of instruction.

"It's okay, Student Matthew. Cum all over my skin — all over my belly and hips."

He thrust six more times into her, his cock swelling inside her like a flame struck with gasoline. He pulled out of her and ran the length of his seven inches along her pussy's lips and then pushed down on her clit. Five long streams of his climax rained onto her waist and against her pulled up skirt. He rubbed his cumming cock down on her clit, sending Sherry into a fourth climax as her fingernails ripped down his back and ass. Their moaning was audible to everyone on the entire side of the school building, but nobody knew exactly from which room the cumming was coming.

They laid together on the tile, their own body heat and sweat warming the once cold stone plates. Matthew kissed his professor on the lips.

"Sherry, I think the AARP is not doing its numbers accurately. Cognitive math skills are some of the first skills to leave, you know. And I now know a few more skills that seem about 30 years from leaving you."

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At 5'4 and 112 pounds, Hope was a petite, dirty blonde sex kitten. She had many boyfriends in her time but none were very satisfying sexually for her. She heard rumors about a secret sorority that specialized in satisfying its members sexually and she applied the minute she found out who was [...]]]> PART 1

At 5'4 and 112 pounds, Hope was a petite, dirty blonde sex kitten. She had many boyfriends in her time but none were very satisfying sexually for her. She heard rumors about a secret sorority that specialized in satisfying its members sexually and she applied the minute she found out who was in it.

The application was filled with very personal and kinky questions about Hope's personal sex life and preferences. The young woman who had given the form to her examined her shapely curves with no reservations. Hope took notice of the girl's interest but said nothing and tried to complete the application quickly.

The girl was a sorority member herself and had fucked her way high in the ranks. Her name was Amy, and she was also a petite girl of about 5'5 and 109 pounds. Her hair was brown and almost blonde at the tips.

Hope finished the application and handed it back to Amy reviewed it quickly.

"It says here you like big black cocks and anal?" She asked. "And your answer to the secret fantasies question looks interesting."

"Yes, I had a black boyfriend once, it was great." Hope replied as she smiled coyly. She was embarrassed by the secret fantasies question but had no real reason to be. It was just a silly fantasy.

"Well, looks like you have what we're looking for. We'll get started with the initiation right away." Amy smiled and left the room.

Hope couldn't wait. She felt her juices stir and crossed her legs. Her thighs squeezed the folds of her pussy together and her juices dripped out, soaking into her panties. She wondered what the initiation involved and hoped a big black cock would be part of it.

Amy returned after a few minutes with another girl. "This is Beth, my assistant. She's going to help with the initiation."

Beth was as beautiful as Amy, with long flowing blonde hair, large firm breasts that poked through her tight shirt and flaring hips that naturally left a gap between her trim legs.

Hope smiled at the two girls and looked them both over. She hoped to see them both naked in the near future.

Beth approached her and held out her hand, motioning for Hope to stand up. She complied and stood up, her face filled with excitement. Her clit ached to be rubbed so badly she thought she was going to go insane.

Beth held up a thick black scarf and held it up in front of Hope. It was a blindfold, and Beth gave the girl one last chance to turn back. Hope nodded and Beth wrapped the blindfold around her head, covering her eyes with no gaps to peek out of.

Hope quivered with anticipation. She felt hands from the two girls roaming her body, drifting under her shirt and centering at the button of her jeans. Her shirt was pulled up over her head and removed without disturbing the blindfold. She rarely wore a bra and her nipples hardened as the cool air rushed over them. Someone unbuttoned her jeans and they fell to her ankles, the wet spot between her legs had grown and was quite obvious.

Hope stepped out of her jeans and was now standing in front of the two hot girls with nothing but her soaked panties. Beth cupped the mound between her legs, feeling the hot wetness of Hope's anticipation.

"And one last piece." She said as she slid her fingers inside the elastic band that held them up and slowly peeled them off. Hope was shaking. She had been with a girl before but never blindfolded and never with such mystery about what was going to happen.

As her panties fell to her ankles and she stepped out of them, Hope was led into the next room. She could hear other voices in the background but could not make them out. She knew there was men around, and perhaps more women. The thought of being naked in front of so many people turned her on even more.

"Here we are, Hope." Beth said. "There is a bench in front of you, kneel down and lay on it please."

Hope carefully knelt down and searched for the bench with her hands. She found it and leaned forward, sliding onto the wooden surface on her stomach until she was in position.

Beth picked up a dildo from a cart beside the bench. It was connected to a machine on the lower shelf of the cart with a thick hose from the base of the shaft. The dildo was not an ordinary dildo, it was a replica of a huge dog cock.

Beth held the toy up and signaled to Amy.

"The first of our Flaremaster Deluxe collection is the Pro D Dildo which is 12 inches long and 2 inches thick." Amy described the toy to the other sorority members who watched. Hope was still unaware of what was going on, but the specifications of the toy made her smile.

Amy pushed a button on the cart and the knot at the base of the shaft slowly expanded. "It's about 9 inches from the tip to the knot. The knot is about 3 inches long and expands to … well, you can see for yourself." Amy described the dildo in detail, omitting the fact that the knot expanded to 4 inches thick.

Hope was a little confused about what Amy was describing, what was a knot? She was excited to find out. Amy pushed another button and the knot deflated.

"Our friend Hope is going to demonstrate the use of the Flaremaster package for us." Beth stated. Hope was getting the impression the girls were trying to sell something.

"Ok Hope, spread your cheeks and start fingering your asshole." Beth commanded. "Use both hands, we want to see that tight little asshole of yours."

Hope fingered her asshole until she had 2 fingers from each hand driving in and out.

"Open it up! Pull your asshole open!" Amy ordered again. Hope stretched her little asshole open for all to see while Beth held the dildo above the crack of her ass.

Amy started up the lubrication pump with the push of a button. A thick white lubrication fluid sped through one of the hoses connected to the dog dildo and oozed out the tip, dripping into Hope's open asshole. Some of the fluid flowed inside her, but most of it ran down across her large butterfly pussy lips and then dripped onto the floor. The feeling of the warm liquid turned her on. Hope was going crazy and desperately wanted to feel the dildo inside her.

Beth pulled Hope's fingers from her ass and moved the dildo down to her pussy and pushed the tip of the shaft into her. Hope moaned and groaned as Beth pushed more and more of the long toy into her hole. It was bigger than she thought, and she felt more full than she ever had.

Beth worked the dildo for several minutes, pushing it hard and deep into Hope's slick pussy until she had about 10 inches buried inside.

"Looks like we hit bottom." Beth stated. "Let's open that tight little cervix of yours."

"No wait! Stop! It's too big!" Hope knew the toy was too big to penetrate her cervix.

Beth leaned in toward Hope, "Quiet, You can take it." she said in a soft voice.

She twisted the dildo and pushed some more. The abundance of lubricant made things easier. After only a few more minutes, the dog dildo sank all 12 inches into Hope's wet pussy.

Hope squirmed slightly as she gasped for air. "It's… It's so big." she cried. Beth nudged the end of the dildo and Hope's pussy lips swallowed the entire thing, leaving only two hoses hanging out.

Beth slid three fingers and her thumb into Hope's pussy and clutched the end of the dildo. She pulled it back out slowly, an inch at a time to let everyone get an idea of how long it was. Hope moaned softly as the long shaft slid back out through her cervix.

The dildo popped out of her soaked cunt with a slurping noise and Beth held it up again. "Now for your ass. Stretch your asshole open again, Hope." Beth ordered.

Hope complied and reached back with two fingers from each hand, pulling her tight ass open as she did before. Beth aimed the head of the dog dildo and slid it in between Hope's fingers. Once the head was in, Hope let go and her ass hugged the girth of the toy snugly.

Beth pushed and pulled the toy, working it deeper and deeper into Hope's bowels. Within a few minutes, there was only two inches of the length remaining. Hope's petite body capable of taking huge toys with little effort. Only a few females are gifted with such pliable oraphices.

Beth looked at Amy who knew what to do. She pushed two buttons on the control panel on the cart and the knot of the dildo started to expand slowly. Hope groaned and then started to gasp. Her eyes widened and she wiggled her ass, as if trying to get away from the toy. The knot expanded inside her ass, reaching 3 inches thick. Beth let go of the toy and the knot held it in place.

Hope groaned and squirmed but she was not able to stop the expanding knot. Soon it reached the 3.5 inches wide. Her asshole looked like it was going to burst with the enormous knot stretching her anal ring.

"It's too big!" Hope cried. Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Beth reached down and nudged the dildo. The dildo slowly slipped further inside and her asshole closed around it.

"As you can see, the Flaremaster system allows you to control the expansion of the knot on the Pro D dildo." Amy explained to the onlookers as she pointed at Hope's bulging ass.

Amy returned to the controls and pushed a button that opened the valve in the knot, releasing the lubricant into Hope's ass. The knot shrank quickly at first, then slowed as the pressure reduced. Hope's ass filled up with lubricant as beth disconnected the hoses from the pumps. She sighed with relief as the huge knot shrank to about half of its full size.

"You may stand up now Hope." Amy said.

Hope slid back off the bench to her knees, then slowly stood up. Her ass was sore and completely stuffed with a huge dildo, but she still managed take some pleasure in it.

Beth removed Hope's blindfold and let her turn around to see who was watching. Beth gasped at what she saw. The people were not just people, they were an entire video crew filming the entire event. There were two cameras set up and about a dozen men and a few women.

The camera panned over to a large piece of furniture. It was a chair that resembled a gynecologist's chair with a bucket seat. As Hope approached the camera moved its focus from the chair to her curvy naked body as she walked. It then panned down to the fat dog dildo sticking out of her ass slightly.

Two adjustable stirrups extended from the front and off to both sides. The back portion was slightly reclined and the seat of the chair was split about 6 inches apart.

Beth handed the blindfold back to Hope to put on and then strapped her into the chair. "No peeking. We want you enjoy our next surprise." Hope tightened the blindfold and wondered what was going happen next. Beth then put a set of headphones on Hope so she wouldn't hear.

"Next, Hope will demonstrate the use of the Pro H dildo." Beth said to the camera as Amy brought over a huge dildo with large veins winding down its length. She mounted it to an adjustable arm under the seat and aimed it at Hope's wet pussy.

"This is the Flaremaster Pro H dildo. It is 18 inches long. The cockhead is blunt and 2 inches thick, but as you travel down the shaft, it expands to about 4 inches near the base." Amy described the dildo to the camera as the audience stared in awe of it.

Amy pushed a button on the control panel for the dildo and the head started to expand. "On this dildo, the cockhead expands to over 4.5 inches across." Amy reached down and wrapped her hands around the head as it grew. Her hands spread apart as the head continued to grow, reaching its full size within few seconds. "Looks like a large mushroom, doesn't it."

Amy pushed another button on the panel and the head started to shrink again. "Before we begin, we have to make sure Hope will be fully prepared for the demonstration." Amy said as a man stepped forward from behind the cameras. He was dressed in a doctor's outfit. The doctor carried a large syringe with a long needle, and a speculum. Amy and Beth tilted Hope back in the chair.

Hope's legs were strapped into the stirrups on the chair with her legs spread open. The Doctor inserted the speculum carefully and cranked it open, prying Hope's tight pussy apart. He pulled a light on an adjustable arm, like that of a dentist, toward Hope's gaping hole and shined it in so he could see better. Hope's cervix was clearly visible and glistened with her juices. It moved slightly with each breath she took.

"Our in-house doctor is preparing Hope with a muscle relaxant." Amy said as the doctor carefully inserted the syringe through the speculum and pierced her cervix. Hope gasped and jumped a little but then felt a warm glow centered deep in her pussy. She was still blindfolded and couldn't hear for music playing in the headphones.

"The muscle relaxant will loosen her up and make her cervix more pliable. The relaxant wears off after 15 to 20 minutes, however, if she is still stretched when the relaxant wears off, the muscles will stay that way, slowly shrinking back to normal after several months." The doctor explained the function of the relaxant as he injected Hope's cervix.

With Hope already strapped in the chair and ready to go, Amy made sure everything was lined up, removed the speculum and took off the headphones.

"Are you ready to get started, Hope?" Amy asked. Beth connected the hoses from the dog cock still buried in Hope's ass to extra ports on the pumps that the horse cock was also connected to.

Hope answered with a weak, almost fearful tone, "OK.. What did you do to my pussy? It feels all warm and tingly."

"Just a little enhancement for your pleasure", Amy answered. With that, Amy turned on the machine and the dildo started sliding into Hope's pussy, making small strokes in and out.

After a few minutes, the dildo had slowly increased the length of its strokes until about 7 inches of the huge horse dildo was sliding in and out of her.

"MMMMmmmmm. My god this thing is huge!" exclaimed Hope as her breathing increased. After several more minutes, the dildo buried 8, 9 and finally 10 inches. The girth at this depth was nearly 3 inches wide.

Hope was gasping for air, trying to speak between breaths, "Ohhhh! I can't… take… much more… I'm stuffed."

Amy smiled, "I think you can take some more, you took the other dildo all the way." Amy turned a dial on the machine and another inch of rubber cock sank into Hope's stretched pussy.

"Oh my GOD! It's… hitting my cervix!" Hope was panting heavily as the dildo ploughed into her cervix.

Amy pushed some buttons on the control panel and the machine stopped its pumping action for a moment, then slowly started penetrating deeper into the petite girl.

The fat cockhead pressed into her cervix and spread it open. Hope could feel her cervix stretch wide and slide over top of the cockhead. She gasped and started to scream as an orgasm erupted inside her, shocking her system and making her twitch and convulse with pleasure.

As the dildo slid deeper, Hope's cervix slid down the shaft, hugging the thick rubber veins that protruded from it. By now, Hope had taken 13 inches in length and the girth was nearly 3.5 inches wide at her pussy entrance. Hope was in ecstasy as the thick tool stretched her cervix and pussy lips simultaneously, something she had never felt before.

Amy waited a moment, then turned the machine back to its previous setting. The dildo started pumping into Hope once again as her juices oozed out from her tightly stretched lips and dripped onto the floor below.

"Hope, would you like to see what's going on?" Amy said.

"Yes, please! It feels so good." Hope panted her response.

Amy and Beth unstrapped Hope's legs and lifted them up and back towards her chest, then strapped them off to both sides. "This might be a little uncomfortable," Amy said as she adjusted the headrest forward "but you will get to see a lot more." Hope was curled up in a ball and her head was positioned to look directly down at her stuffed pussy. Beth removed the blindfold.

"Oh my god!… It's… HUGE… Oh Fuck! It's going to rip me apart!" Hope was frightened by the size of the horse dildo stuffed in her cunt. She felt more stretched and full than ever, but had no idea of it's true size until her blindfold was removed.

"Hope, there's nothing to worry about. You've already taken so much of the horse dildo. You can take more, just relax." Amy spoke to Hope in a soft voice, attempting to calm her down.

"Are you sure?" Hope asked. Her sexual desires were taking over.

"Yes. Now tell me to fuck you with it." Amy ordered.

Hope paused for a moment, staring in awe of he massive toy stuffed in her wet pussy. "Fuck me." She said.

"What's that?" Amy asked.

"FUCK ME with the big horse cock!" Hope blurted out.

The camera crew zoomed in for various closeups of the action as the dildo continued penetrating slightly deeper with every stroke it made. Eventually the entire 18 inch shaft was fucking into little Hope. Once it reached its maximum depth, the dildo started automatically increasing the length of its strokes. At first, only 5 or 6 inches was being pulled out, but this quickly grew to full 12 inch strokes and the speed increased to compensate, fucking into her the same number of times it was before. Amy adjusted the flare control to slowly inflate.

Hope could hardly breath as the massive toy fucked her loose pussy for more than 10 minutes. Her pussy and womb became one large butter churn as a thick frothy liquid collected on her pussy lips. The flared cockhead, which was 3 inches across by now, pushed and pulled through Hope's cervix, stretching it larger with each stroke. The muscle relaxant was just beginning to wear off.

As the big dildo slammed into Hope, Amy took Hope's hand in hers and spoke, "Hope, I want you to look forward into the camera and give a little speech. I want you to tell the camera how much you love big cocks. Tell the camera your secret fantasy." Amy explained what she wanted Hope to say.

"I… I can't." Hope panted between breaths.

"Yes you can. You made it this far." Amy replied.

"I…am..Hope Patterson…" Hope grunted as the dildo continued to fuck her hard. "I love big cocks…" The pounding dildo made it difficult for her to speak each time it slammed into her womb.

"I love it…. Uhhhh!… when they fuck me…" Hope started to drift out of reality as she was fucked into orgasm after orgasm by the powerful, relentless machine.

"What else do you like, Hope? Tell us your secret." Beth asked.

"I want….to try…big doggie dicks… and UHHHhh!… huge horsie dicks… I want them to ….fuuuuckk me! Oh my god!" Hope cried out.

"Is that all?" Amy asked, "What do you want, right now?"

"Ohhhh!…. I want the big cocks… to cum… inside me!"

"Ok Hope, you will get what you asked for." Amy said as she turned off the machine. The cock pumped a few more times as the engine powered down, then stopped at full stroke with 18 inches of hard rubber buried in Hope's wet pussy.

Beth took her signal and engaged the pumps on the machine. The knob on the dog dildo began to swell to the size of a grapefruit while the head of the horse cock bloomed to its full size inside Hope's uterus.

The camera zoomed in on Hope's ass as the knot expanded inside. The dildo in her pussy shifted upward as the pressure built. Hope groaned loudly and soon the shape of the huge horse cockhead in her stomach was visible.

The camera then panned over to the machine and focused on the pumps. On top were two large jars, about one gallon each. They were labeled 'Dog Semen' and the other, 'Horse Semen'.

"This is our specially collected lubrication. You can purchase it as a bonus add-on to the Flaremaster Deluxe package. The pumps heat the fresh semen to over 100 degrees, simulating real life horse and dog ejaculations.

The fluid level in the jars began to drop and a rush of liquid flowed down the hoses into the two dildos.

"OOhhh my GOD!" Hope cried out as the two cocks began spurting hot cum inside her. "I can feel them cumming! CUM?!?"

"Yes, fresh, hot cum, just what you asked for. Doggie cum in your ass and horsie cum in your pussy." Amy smiled, enjoying the show thoroughly.

Hope's body twitched and her vaginal muscles clamped down on the hard rubber dildo as she exploded in orgasm. Her abdomen started to distend outward as the hot horse cum filled her completely. The tanks were half empty and still draining.

The knot of the dog's cock sealed Hope's ass off and the hot sticky cum flooded her bowels. The flared horse cock sealed off Hope's womb, inflating her with cum like a water balloon.

As a a gallon of horse cum filled her pussy, Hope sat in the chair and watched her belly extend as if she were pregnant. She quivered in orgasm and her head flopped back into the chair.

The two girls let Hope enjoy her orgasm for a while and disconnected the hoses from the machine and unbuckled her straps. Amy placed a large funnel and carboy under Hope, and Beth released a valve on the horse dildo, then pulled it out quickly.

Hope moaned as her stomach flattened out and hot horse cum gushed from her gaping pussy in torrents into the funnel. They waited about a minute for the last thick streams of cum to drain into the funnel as the camera zoomed in for a good look.

Amy then released the valve on the dog dildo and Beth pulled it out quickly. Hope moaned loudly again as her bowels were relieved from the pressure. Dog cum squirted out of her ass in a large stream into the funnel, mixing with the lighter colored horse cum.

The camera zoomed in for a better shot of Hope's pussy and ass. Her pussy was stretched open and her cervix was gaping over 2 to 3 inches wide. It definately wasn't going shrink down for some time.

"What do you love Hope?" Amy asked.

"I love big cocks cumming inside me… I love cum." Hope replied.

Beth filled a pint glass full of cum and handed it to Hope.

"Look into the Camera, drink this, and you can be in the sorority." Amy said.

Hope grabbed the glass and sat up with a glazed look in her eyes. She chugged the mixture down, eagerly drinking the hot fluid. She tried to go too fast and spilled some onto her gorgeous breasts. Cum continued to ooze from her gaping pussy and ass as the camera panned out for a full body shot.

"Your social calendar will be completely booked, Hope, and I'm sure at least one of the fraternities will definitely want to meet you right away." Amy explained what would be in store for the blonde.

"And that concludes our demonstration of the Flaremaster Deluxe Package. Please call us for immediate shipping. If you would like to schedule time with Hope here, send us a detailed description of activities to be performed to: [url=mailto:knkyashcroft@yahoo.com]knkyashcroft@yahoo.com[/url] " Amy and Beth smiled as the cameras turned off.

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