I felt my husband (Sanjay’s) cock deep within me, thrusting in and out of my holiest of holies. It made me feel full, and loved, and wonderful, and I hoped that it would last long enough for me to have an orgasm for a change.
“Ughgh!” grunted my husband (sanjay), and I knew that I would be disappointed yet again. Soon Sanjay seed was filling my womanly cavern, and a little drool came out of the corner of his mouth to fall onto my chest.
Sanjay rolled off of me and wiped his forehead. “Wow, that was a good one, babe!” he said and gave her a peck on the cheek.
“I’m not done, Hubbiee. Please? A little more?”
But Sanjay was already up and out of bed and reaching for his jeans. “Sorry, babe. I Gotta get to work. Besides, I don’t think I could get hard again just now.”
“Well then lick me? Like you used to?”
“Ewww… you’re full of cum, babe. I’ll see you tonight.” He walked out the bedroom door while buckling his belt. A few minutes later, I heard the front door slam.
I felt lonely and abandoned. I loved Sanjay, but our sex life just wasn’t what it used to be. I was alone in my bedroom, nude. I glanced around the bedroom at my collection of stuffed animals for support. Sanjay frequently made fun of me, a grown woman still keeping her childhood stuffed animals, but I loved them all, too.
“What do you think, Mr Frog?” she asked of the fuzzy green amphibian on the dresser.
“Why doesn’t Sanjay give me the loving that I need?” But Mr. Frog was silent.
I turned to the Teddy bear on the other end of the dresser. “What about you. Mr. Bear? Aren’t I still pretty?” But Mr. Bear had nothing to say either.
“Mr. Owl? Mr. Alligator?” I polled the stuffed animals, one by one, but none of them had any words of encouragement for her.
“Oh, pooh. You are all boys, anyway. What the heck do you know?”
I then had an idea. I reached into the drawer of the nightstand and took out my old Chandni doll. Chandni Doll is just like a Barbie doll. I held the Chandni doll in my lap and smoothed its hair with my fingers. I’d had this Chandni doll for many years, and it always made me feel comfortable and safe.
“What do you think, Chandni? You know all about boys, and how to get what you want. You have everything! A dream house, a dream car, a dream boyfriend, beautiful clothes… I wish I could be as perfect as you.”
“I agree with you,” the doll said. “You deserve an orgasm as much as your husband does. He should have taken care of your needs first before he got his own stupid rocks off.”
I jumped and dropped the doll as if it had stung me. What the hell? The Chandni lay on the bed, still and silent, staring upward. “Did… did you just talk to me?” I asked the doll.
“Of course not,” said the Chandni, nestled there between folds of the sheet. “I’m just a hunk of plastic. I can’t talk.” The doll rolled its eyes at the silliness of the suggestion.
“But you are talking!” I protested.
“Not really,” said Chandni. “I’m just your subconscious mind, using this doll as a handy visual aid. I’m only telling you things that you already know, but are uncomfortable telling yourself.” Chandni flashed her a quick plastic smile.
“Please pick me up again. It’s difficult to look at you from down here.”
I carefully picked Chandni back up, holding her with the delicacy of a soap bubble. “Don’t worry, you aren’t going to hurt me,” Chandni said. “I’m made of tough polyvinyl chloride. You can play rough with me if you like, just like you did when you were a kid. In fact, I kind of like it rough.” She flashed that smile again.
“I don’t want to be rough with you,” I said, still not believing I was having an actual two-way conversation with a doll.
“I just want to talk things out. About Sanjay. And me. And me and Sanjay.”
“Well, Sanjay clearly doesn’t appreciate you,” Chandni said, and tossed her hair for emphasis.
“I’ve been in that drawer for a long time, and I hear all that goes on in this bed. How long has it been since he gave you an orgasm? A month? A year?”
I averted her eyes, not liking the accusatory look on Chandni’s face.
“You’re right. It’s been a long time,” she admitted. “But we do have sex a lot!”
“No, he has sex a lot. You just lie there and don’t get much of anything out of it. You need to insist he takes care of you, first, darling. Either that or…”
“Or what?” I asked. “Come on, Chandni, or what?”
“Well…,” Chandni began, “I don’t know if you’re going to like this idea, but…”
“Yes?”
“I could take care of you, you know.” Chandni favoured her with a sly wink.
I was shocked. Her mouth opened, closed, opened again. Then closed once more.
Finally, I said, “What can you do? You’re just a plastic doll. You aren’t even really talking to me.”
“Come on, Roja. Eroticism is mostly in the mind. So am I. Let me help you.” Chandni swivelled at the waist and turned her head down toward my groin.
“Even though I don’t have genitals of my own, I still know how to operate them, you know.” She winked again.
I blushed. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. And I especially couldn’t believe that I was talking with a plastic doll about her own sexuality. But I was intrigued.
“Okay,” I said cautiously. “Hypothetically, what could you do for me?”
Chandni put a conspiratorial expression on her pretty face. “Hold me down by your vagina and let me rub it a bit. I bet I can make you feel very nice.”
I, blushing furiously, nevertheless moved Chandni down between my legs. Chandni reached out one hand and gently stroked my Virginia’s lips.
“Mmmm, nice and wet,” she said. “Sanjay did a good job of turning you on. He just didn’t bother to close the deal.” She continued to stroke with her plastic hand.
I moaned softly at the gentle stroking.
“Yeah, you’ve got a nice sweet pussy, Roja,” Chandni went on. “And it’s sopping wet. I’ll bet I could get my legs in there.”
“What!” I was shocked all over again. “You want to put your legs in my pussy?”
“They’ll fit. I’m quite slim, you know,” Chandni explained. “Just put my legs together and slide me in. Make sure I’m face up, though.”
I was unsure of the wisdom of this idea, but I was too intrigued to refuse. She pressed Chandni’s legs together and turned her around, placing her feet at the opening to her vagina. The legs slid past my swollen lips quite easily.
I gasped as the long, slender plastic legs rubbed her moist insides. I was surprised at how pleasurable they felt.
“Ooh, that’s really nice, Chandni. Very nice indeed.” I slide Chandni in and out, deeper and deeper on each stroke. I closed my eyes and arched my back, and gave myself over to the stimulation.
“Tilt me a little, Roja,” Chandni urged. “Tilt my head down between your thighs. That will bring my feet up higher.”
Roja did so and felt Chandni’s smooth plastic feet hooking up into her G-spot. The stimulation made her jump, but with delight.
“Oh, my god, Chandni, that is so good!” I moaned and increased my stroking and pressing.
“Keep going, Roja; faster, deeper, longer. I can feel your juices flowing all over my legs!”
Furiously, I fucked myself, harder and harder, with the plastic doll, sawing it in and out, stretching her lips, rubbing her G-spot with wild abandon.
Chandni, knowing my body, as well as I, knew it myself, stretched one hand forward and began rubbing my clit in time with the stroking. This was all that poor I could take; the internal and external stimulation on my long-neglected genitals pushed me over the limit, and I screamed in orgasm.
I clenched my thighs together and thrashed my head back and forth, all the while shuddering and shouting in pleasure.
“Not bad, huh?” came the small voice from between her legs.
I looked down. Chandni was still waist-deep in my pussy, and had a smug look on her face.
“But I think I’m going to need a bath,” she added.
I slowly pulled Chandni out of my sopping pussy, shuddering with small aftershocks as the bend of the tiny feet caressed my inner walls on the way out.
“That was great, Chandni!” I admitted. “You are a great lover.” Then I blushed again.
“Aw, that was nothing,” said Chandni, with a toss of her hair. “I know lots of tricks. You want to see another one?” By now, I was hooked. I nodded vigorously.
“Okay, pull your knees up to your chest, and keep holding me down here.”
I obediently lifted My knees and hooked her left arm around them. I continued to hold Chandni down near my nether regions with her right hand.
“Lower, Roja. A little lower and farther back.”
“Like this?”
“Lower… Yeah, right there, that’s it.”
I sucked in my breath in surprise as I felt Chandni’s hand gently probe my butthole.
“Chandni! What are you doing to me?”
“You’re going to love this, Roja. Trust me, I know you better than you know yourself. Just relax and go along with me.” Chandni continued to circle her hand round and round my tight pink anus. With her legs up at this angle, I felt the juices of her pussy, along with Sanjay’s residual semen, run down her crotch and lubricate her anal area.
Chandni smeared the fluids all over my tight little ring and then started to slowly press her hand inside.
“Chandni…”
“Shut up! I promise you’re going to like this.”
Chandni’s hand went deeper and deeper and continued to swirl and circle. I had to admit that it felt fabulous. Soon I was moaning and clenching and enjoying the ride. The sensitive nerve endings of her anus were catching fire from the pleasure. She felt the beginnings of another orgasm off on the horizon.
Suddenly Chandni stopped swirling and withdrew her hand. “What are you doing?” I nearly screamed. “Don’t stop!”
“I have an idea,” explained Chandni. “Hold me with my feet pointing toward you, and my head pointing away.”
“Okay,” I said. At this point, I was willing to do anything Chandni commanded. I reoriented the doll as instructed. “Like this?”
“Perfect,” said Chandni.
She turned herself sideways so that she was facing my right side. I spread her legs slightly. Her left leg probed back toward my sensitive, winking butthole. Her right leg, however, slipped back into my still-dripping pussy. She plunged both legs into the hilt and began to writhe furiously.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!” I shouted, feeling the intense stimulation from the sudden double penetration.
“Oh my god….” Grasping Chandni firmly, I continued to fuck herself, fore and fast, faster and faster.
My hips were writhing, my breathing was rapid, and sweat broke out on my forehead.
The orgasm that had begun to build on the horizon was racing toward me on a jet stream. The walls of my pussy pulsed with pleasure; the nerves of my anus flashed like fireworks, my clit throbbed under the rubbing of Chandni’s plastic knee.
Soon, all the sources of pleasure converged, and I felt a rush of exquisite euphoria explode deep within me, somewhere between my hips. It exploded and swelled and expanded, and soon engulfed my entire body, out to my fingers and toes.
When it reached my mouth, my voice erupted in a scream of pure, unadulterated, animal pleasure. I let loose my hold on Chandni, and thrashed about on the bed, flailing her arms and legs and screaming and sobbing and laughing all at the same time.
Chandni Doll eased her way out of my orifices and lay patiently on the bed waiting for me to come down from my peak. Eventually, I regained my composure and sat up in bed. I picked Chandni up and looked her in the eyes.
“You’re a pretty smart doll, you know that?”
Chandni flashed her famous smile. “I told you. I know lots of tricks.”
“Good,” I said. “I want to try them all. But right now, I think I need a cup of tea.”
I rested Chandni on the pillow and went into the kitchen to boil some water.
When I returned with her cup of tea, Chandni was sitting up with her legs crossed, wiggling one foot impatiently.
“Are you ready? I’m raring to go,” she said. “I’ve been alone in that drawer for a long time.”
“I’m sorry about that. Let me finish my tea first. Then you can show me new tricks all afternoon until Sanjay gets home. I am in your hands, little lover!”
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Later, I heard Sanjay’s car in the driveway. I was sprawled on the bed, exhausted from hours of sex with Chandni. My body was limp as a dishrag, but my smile was from ear to ear.
Sanjay came into the bedroom and saw me there. “Still in bed, waiting for me, eh? Good! I’m horny and ready to go.” He began unbuckling his trousers.
I was very tired of the act that had happened. But I still wanted more. I wanted to have a full orgasm with my husband. I didn’t stop Sunjay. I was going with the flow of nature.
He very soon was nude. His limp cock was semi-erect.
“Take it in mouth and suck it hard till it is hard, Roja”, I heard Chandni.
Oh, she is watching us. It gave me a thrill. I gathered all my strength and got up. I took the limp cock in my mouth. I felt the cock was just getting hard. I heard the moan of my husband. He was enjoying it.
“Put some teeth on it”, Chandni said.
Teeth on cock. I like the idea. I just slightly bit on the almost hard cock. My hubby jumped. He almost woke up. His moan was turned into screams.
Here I was liking it. I like his scream. But I don’t want him to lose the cock erection.
So I kept sucking.
I saw he was about to get cum. He was pushing my head away from his cock but I was sucking him trying to remove his hands with my hands. He kept moaning, loud enough for me and Chandni to know how much he liked what I was doing.
“Roja, Sit on him now”, Chandni told me, or u can say had ordered me.
I, being her student since morning, obeyed her command.
I pushed him aside. And was about to climb him. But I realised that I wasn’t ready for it yet.
I wasn’t interested in finding right in yet, not after being assaulted since morning. Instead, I swung my legs over cock and straddled my breast over it.
I pushed my soft boobs over his cock, down between my breasts. I stared at his erect cock for a moment and then pushed my breasts around it, surrounding it as much as I could with my flesh.
I began to slide his cock between my tits and I squeezed them together for him. With each stroke, I could see the tip of his cock getting closer and closer to my lips.
‘Woow Roja, Something new’ Chandni said from the Corner of the bed.
‘Now take his cock back in mouth again.’
Even I wanted that. Without a word, I moved up farther and touched My lips with the head of his cock. I opened my mouth and let his cock slide it in.
I began moving slowly up and down, slipping his cock out of my mouth and back in again. When I slipped it out, I licked the shaft with my tongue. I also moaned now, not only because it felt so good but because I loved watching someone lick his cock.
Yes, it was Chandni watching us. It almost felt too good.
‘Hit the cock in you, Now…!’, she said. I felt the same. Sanjay cock was very very hard.
I just moved back over the back and took his hard cock in my hand. Made it stand like a rocket and zoom…. I sat on it.
The first time I felt his cock so big hitting my G-spot. It took me some seconds to adjust his hard cock in me. I saw Sanjay was also moaning because of the pain and pleasure I was giving him.
I started to move up and I slowly moved down. I didn’t want to hurry.
It felt so good, his hard cock rubbing my inner clits going till the G-spot. The sense that Chandni is watching us.
“Faster…. Roja faster, before he loses his erection.” Chandni shouted.
I sensed her thoughts. If he loses his erection then I won’t reach orgasms again. I took some pace. Even I saw Sanjay pushing his cock in me from below. Today he was also in a good mood.
I started jumping on his cock. I took some pace. Sanjay held my ass to balance me.
“So good, so good, Roja.” Chandni was shouting from Conor.
For the first time, I felt the orgasms built in me. It was what I wanted. I closed my eyes and kept riding him. He also kept grinding his cock on me.
‘Don’t stop now… keep going’, She said.
‘Oh god… Keep going Sanjay, don’t stop’, I told my husband. He also held my ass with one hand and pulled my boobs with another. He was also approaching to cum.
We both cummed at the same time. I fell on my husband’s chest. His cock slurped out the cum in my pussy. I was in my fertile time. I knew this would preggy me. I was so happy.
We stayed there in bed for some time. Sanjay cocky became limp once again and got slides out of my sloppy pussy. His cum and my cum mix was rushing out of my pussy.
“That’s a very good view, Now sleep Roja.” Chandni said from the top of the bed.
I closed my eyes and went to a nice satisfying sleep.
From that day I never felt any defect in my husband and never felt alone in my life because I had Chandni Doll.
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