Kendra was lying on her side, her head on my arm. I reached over to stroke her hair and there it was
Kendra was lying on her side, her head on my arm. I reached over to stroke her hair and there it was.A slick grey plastic socket.I must have frozen suddenly. Kendra rumbled and pressed her nude back into my side.“You can touch it,” she said quietly.“What?”“Touch it. Go on, Bree. I want you to touch it.”I blinked, and gingerly reached out a finger. It didn’t shock me; it was smooth, warm plastic. I couldn’t work a fingernail under the edge even the tiniest bit, but the holes in it were at least an inch deep.It wasn’t glued on. It wasn’t fake.It had been installed.Then Kendra rolled over, and her eyes were full of happiness. “It’s wonderful,” she said. “To finally fuck you. To make you happy. I just feel soooo good, Bree, you have no idea…” Her face squinched up in a cute smile and she hugged me tightly.“Kendra,” I whispered. “How did they…?”Still smiling, she looked up at me. “I don’t know. Don’t remember. But I’m sooo glad they did, Bree. I love being a sex toy. A Home Fucking Appliance. I feel so hot, and so good, and so free…” She hugged me again, and then took my nipple in her mouth and began to suck on it.“Kendra,” I said, as electric sex-tingles ran through me, “it’s weird. It’s not… it’s not right.”Her lips came off my breast slowly, and she smiled at me again. “Oh, it’s very very right, Bree. It’s wonderful.” Her eyes widened a little with a sudden idea. “Plug me in.”“What?”“Plug me in. Please, please—” she slid back and sat up, then leaned away from me and reached under the sofa. From underneath she pulled a slick grey cord. Her eyes were intense when they looked at me again. “Plug me in.”She offered me the cord.I slid up into a sitting position. “Kendra, I don’t…”“Please?” She slid closer. “Look, it’s easy. This end plugs into my head, and this end plugs into the wall. Here,” she said, taking my hand and putting the head end of the cord into it, “try it. Please? Pretty please with pussy sugar on top?”She was staring at me, pleading in her eyes, and I had the cord in my hand and it was wrong, it was fucking twisted, but my pussy was on fire again and I wanted to do it.“Okay,” I said, and she smiled like a little girl on Christmas morning and turned her head around, and I put the plug up against her socket and pushed, and the prongs slid into her holes and seated themselves and she moaned happily.“Now the other end,” she said, bouncing slightly where she sat. I swallowed and took the other end, and slid across the floor to the wall.I found the strange wall outlet, put the plug over it, and looked at Kendra. She was looking at me like a junkie about to get her fix. I watched her as I pushed the plug in and turned it to where it clicked.Her eyes glowed.I don’t mean figuratively; they actually glowed for a moment, light shining out of them. I gasped and it was over; but now they were rolling back up in her head and she was moaning, in a deeper sort of pleasure than before, and I realized her hips were twitching and her breasts shaking in another orgasm.Slowly, her eyes rolled back down; she stared at the wall for a moment, face utterly blank.Then focus returned to her eyes and she grinned at me.“It’s so fucking good,” she said. “So fucking good.”I realized my arms were wrapped around my knees.Her smile twisted naughtily, and she assumed a coy pose. “Do you want to fuck some more?”The Program is in control. (from Tabico) -- source link
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