Massive Dildo

The parade of busted cunts filled the screen, swirling pink around the edges, but front and center...right in the middle of Lois' vision...she could see a dripping pussy, on a chair. Just like the one Lois was sitting in now. Pink pussies, raw and dripping spunk, continued to flash on screen one after another, but Lois felt a little clearer-headed now, looking at that central feed. The woman on it was trimmed just like Lois herself. Pink lips glistened wetly. She scooted her ass forward, and on camera the slit pushed forward in response. It was like watching herself, on camera.

Something bobbed into view. A massive black silicone protrusion with a narrow, rounded head, shaped a bit like a football. The biggest, fattest dildo she had ever seen.

Lois watched on the monitor as it extended closer and closer, almost imagined she could hear the whine of the motor. The reporter noted it was a little off in its approach, and shifted her hips until it lined up. The rounded tip inched closer and closer, and as it did the camera zoomed in, the vagina filling more and more of that middle screen, while spiraling loose cunts swirled around it, cocks penetrating them over and over...

Her pussy tingled in anticipation. Her heart still leaped in her chest when she felt something warm and hard brush against her nether lips, just in time with the fat dildo on screen. Lois didn't look down, only gasped as she felt the hard tip push further in to her depths, eyes still glued to the screen.

The empty holes had disappeared. There was a collage of pussies of all shapes and sizes getting wrecked by a single fat black dildo. A dildo installed in a desk in a familiar lounge, to wait in the darkness for a familiar pair of legs to walk in, to sit her ass down at the computer terminal. Camera already zeroed-in on the crotch.

As Lois watched all this happening around the edges, in her peripheral vision, front and center she was getting her own intimate view of her vaginal canal. A fiber optic camera on the very tip of the dildo, showcasing its journey, deeper and deeper. Lois moaned, and tried to avoid humping the cuntbuster, wet with lubrication, slowly spreading her lips apart as it went farther inside.

It split her open slowly...she could feel it, a millimeter at a time as it inched in, and Lois bit her lip and almost humped the monster. On the screen, she saw the woman who looked like they were giving birth in reverse, cunts spread open like it was crowning, vaginas so strained she could see the blood vessels in the pale flesh, and wondered how many of them had ripped open...

Lois grunted as it went in deeper, wondering what her own limit was. The human body could stretch, she knew, but it needed time, and her crotch was already hurting...she didn't dare to look down, but she could feel it, what all those women on screen had already felt...and that gave her hope, and courage. If they could take it, she could take it. All the way.

Time lost meaning as the endless slow **** continued, Lois wetly humping the hard pillar between her legs, hips now aching, legs spread as wide as the chair allowed. Her orgasm wouldn't come, and stupid tears fell down Lois' cheeks as she tried to grind harder on the terrible shaft. Penetration alone was seldom enough for her, in bed. She needed the extra stimulation of...image, or imagination. Something.

The history-replay at the edges faded into pink swirls. The central image remained and, Lois could see a round, muscular orifice, like a puffy donut...and she knew, just knew, that was the cervix. The entrance to the womb.

This time Lois did come, shuddering around the hard spike she had allowed to impale her, and as she shuddered the cervix came down. The inner camera faded, replaced by the external under-the-desk cam shot. Lois stared in awe at the sweaty, strained rim of the impaled pussy. The base of the dildo had to be five inches in diameter. If it pulled out suddenly, it could take her whole vagina with it, womb falling out after the tangled pink sock...and the thought of that made Lois' heart beat faster, feeling the rumble of the motor transmitted through the dildo...and wondering which way it was going.