She Inserts the Dildo

Chrissie had a strange look on her face, however. She slid the dildo inside her panties and then, incredibly, began sliding one side inside her pussy.

I laughed. "Chrissie, what the hell are you doing? My gawd, what a slut you are!"

She snarled at me, "Shut the hell up, whore!" But she continued to slide the dildo inside her pussy until the disc halfway down the glass V prevented her from sliding any more inside herself. She looked almost ludicrous sitting there, the other side of the dildo jutting from her pussy like a glass cock.

"So what are you going to do? Jill yourself at me?" I asked.

Chrissie bit her lower lip. "I can't get it out," she said.

"Tell me another one. Do you really think I'd fall for that?" I said.

"Damn it, Erica! I'm serious! I can't get it out!"

I rolled my eyes. "You stupid bimbo. It's really stuck in there?"

Chrissie's eyes were actually wet. "Yes! Quit standing there and help me get it out!"

I shook my head and dropped between her legs. "You better not be messing with me or you're going to be sorry."

On my knees, I leaned forward and looked at the where the dildo had slid through her dark thatch. She was incredibly wet there, so the glass dildo should have slipped out easily. I wrapped my fingers around the rod projecting from her pussy. She gasped and got even more wet. My eyes narrowed in thought. A sudden inspiration made me slide my hand up and down the protruding dildo, and Chrissie shuddered, her hips wriggling in barely suppressed heat. Incredibly, it seemed that Chrissie could feel everything that happened to the dildo as if it were happening to her. Almost as if the dildo were acting as a cock for her.

It was a fascinating discovery, and it made my belly muscles twitch and jump in heated response for some reason. I gave Chrissie a nasty smirk and suddenly ran my tongue along the length of the exposed dildo, and her reaction confirmed my theory. Chrissie gasped and wriggled like a slut in heat.

"Yessss...yessss...suck it...please...!" she said.

I laughed. I admit I was tempted, but I wasn't stupid. "Ohhhhh, does Chwissie need her wittle cock sucked?" I said in my most patronizing voice. She flushed.

"You bitch!" she said.

I smirked and ran my tongue along her glass cock again. She squealed and wriggled.