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The Chain: Link 6

Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

labia. Basher and the cabbie were silent, but their eyes never left Tess. She felt doubly ashamed, but mostly because her pussy had sprung to life. It had been so long, after all. And the tongue easing its way back and forth, teasing her, how could she not react? She loved being tongued. It was the one thing her ex-husband had been good at. Her resistance wilted as the tongue tickled her clit. It felt wonderful, and would have felt more so were it not for the two men standing watching her. They still made her feel ashamed and embarrassed, ashamed of being aroused in this situation. She tried not to let it show; was determined not to let it show. But it was impossible to not enjoy the way the tongue slid about, finding her opening, sliding back to her clit. She closed her eyes, in case the men saw any sign of lust there, but what good would it do? They would obviously see her nipples hardening. And closing off one sense only made the sensation more intense. The tongue was everything a tongue should be. Her lips parted involuntarily. She managed to stifle one moan, but not the next one. “It’s alright,” the cabbie said. “Nothing to be ashamed of.” That was easy for him to say. Tess closed her mouth, managing to force back the next moan. She had words on the tip of her tongue, feeling sure the men were getting a kick out of this. “She wants to know if we’re getting a kick out of this,” the cabbie said. Basher just chuckled. The sound of fingers snapping made Tess open her eyes. ... She sensed movement and turned her gaze to the left. Her heart started pounding. Right before her eyes, one of the mannequins was coming to life. The smooth, bare plastic was assuming human shape, with real features, a real face, a real skin-covered body; hair, joints bending, tattoos forming on its arms. “Meet Dickie,” Basher said. Tess just stared in shock. The man or creature, whatever it was, was moving towards her. The tongue was still moving between her labia, but she was fixated on this… this Dickie. This creature whose genitals were forming as he walked. He stood next to the raised platform, reaching out to take hold of Tess’ head and turn her face towards him. Still in shock, Tess watched as his legs adjusted to her height, bringing what was now a fully formed erection up to head height for her. There was nowhere else to look but straight at his big dick. “Suck on it!” he said. It was a clear command. Tess reached out to close her fingers round the hard shaft. Even after the figure’s visible transformation, she was still surprised at how natural the skin felt. Surprised too at the way the organ tasted exactly as she remembered such organs tasting. Ashamed at doing it in front of Basher and the cabbie, she clamped her lips down and began moving her head. As ashamed as she felt, as a finger slid into her pussy, it occurred to her that she liked that things were so uncomplicated. Sex for her had always held elements of negotiation, lots of feelings swirling about. Now, ...