Soon she said, "Look at my cock, Al.Soon she said, "Look at my cock, Al. See it sliding in and out of my cunt." With that she lifted herself up slightly so that only the head of was in her, and she rotated her hips, making the dildo bend and squirm. She said, "Oooooooh, _fuck_ me!" and sat back down so that the dildo slid way up in her. She repeated that sequence a few times, each time making me less and less able to resist touching and squeezing my own cock. Then, she stopped and let go of the end. About half of the dildo was in her, leaving about 6 inches or so sticking out. The lifelike dildo looked like a cock sticking out of her. She just sat there for a minute so I could stare at her. Then, she squirmed out of her blouse and stood up, unzipping her skirt the rest of the way and tossing it on the chair behind her. She was totally naked now except for her high-heeled shoes and the end of the dildo sticking out of her. "Look at my cock, Al," she said, reaching down with one hand and lightly tickling the shaft and head of the dildo with her fingers. "It's so sexy, isn't it?" It indeed was, but as soon as I realized that, a wave of fear shot through me: that penis-like thing turned me on, and I suddenly worried about being gay. This homophobic fear had a strange effect on me: it aroused me intensely -- much, much more than I could sublimate or deny. The more I realized how much I liked looking at that penis, the more aroused I became in my fear. My cock grew rigid and pushed the front of my pants out noticibly. Mary seemed to be aware of the effect this was having on me. "Look at my penis, Al," she said. She moved her hips from side to side, causing the cock to shake, too. |