Your Plastic Pal - Chapter Two -
#2 of Your Plastic Pal
Danny takes his first, long fantasised steps, and makes love with his new toy, testing not only his own strange sexual fetish - but testing the inflatable hermaphrodite toy as well. To his surprise, its built -very- well indeed...
Your Plastic Pal
Chapter Two
© Cederwyn Whitefurr
21stOctober, 2021
All Rights Reserved.
Your Plastic Pal
Danny carried the inflatable deer toy into his bedroom, then sat it down on the bed. He was amazed at how easily the could fold the legs beneath it, so it seemed to be kneeling on the bed. Taking a look at it, he felt his arousal begin to grow within him and he prepared himself for a most entertaining time.
Opening the bedside drawer, he took out a bottle of lube and after a moments debate, placed a condom on the top of the cupboard.
"Won't hurt to keep you clean inside!"
Giving the toy a gentle pat on the rump Danny took some clean boxer shorts out of the cupboard and headed into the en-suite. After the door closed behind him, the toy's tail gave a microscopic twitch like it had a slow leak - then it stopped again.
*
After his shower, Danny returned sans boxer shorts, his penis erect and quivering in anticipation of what he was about to do. He sat on the bed, then snatched the condom from the counter and tore it open. Quickly, he rolled it down his length and discarded the wrapper in the bedside trash bin.
"Oh, this is going to be amazing!"
Kneeling on the bed, he frowned, then climbed off it again and disappeared back into the bathroom.
A low hiss come from the throat of the toy, almost like a sigh of more escaping air.
When he returned, he brought a thick towel which he placed across the bed and set the toy upon it. It knelt there, tail raised, the plastic labia folds gleaming in the overhead light.
"You're almost perfect... Just...a little lower..."
Danny gently pushed down on the rump of the toy, until its penis pressed against the mattress and he held his quivering penis against the plastic folds. Carefully, he pushed forwards, expecting to meet resistance. To his surprise, he slid himself fully inside the toy.
"Ooo - I can just imagine...like a real doe, how hot and...slippery you'd be and..."
Danny slipped his hands down the plastic flanks, gripping them firmly as he began humping against the toys rump. He'd slide out, then drive back inside it again and again, the lube of the condom quickly coating the toy's fake vaginal walls.
"Urgh, take me you little doe...good girl..."
His mind imagining how it'd feel to mate with a feral doe, he gave himself to his fetish and urges. Harder and with more enthusiasm he ploughed the fake vagina, then his eyes opened as he heard a low squeak squeak squeak coming from the muzzle of the toy.
A...squeaker? Why would they...
He thought, then shrugged and started to really make reckless love to the toy. His hands gripped its latex-like flanks, as he moaned and humped with force and energy. He was surprised at how resilient the rubber was, as at first he'd been cautious and nervous.
Now, he thrust with wild abandon, lost in the sexual deviancy of the feel and smell of the toy and the lifelong fantasy of actually breeding a real, living, breathing doe...or a stag. His mind reminded him of the penis beneath the toy and he leaned forwards to slip his fingers around it and feel its remarkable texture and surprising firmness.
*
For half an hour, he gave the toy everything he could, trying different positions sexually and otherwise - ending up with the deer toy sitting on his lap, its legs either side of his hips as he gasped and slammed his hips against its latex-like rump again and again. One hand was wrapped around the phallic like member of the toy, as he envisioned masturbating the 'stag' whilst buried deep inside 'him'.
"Nnngh...not...fffffuuucckkkk...."
Danny ground his hips against the toy, shoving it down hard, as his penis pulsed within it and he felt his length becoming wet with his trapped semen.
Gasping, he shuddered in post orgasmic pleasure and wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the toy, pulling it hard against him and again, hearing that squeak-like sound and feeling a puff of air against his left ear.
"That was fucking amazing..." Danny gasped, feeling well pleasured as he inhaled the scent of the toy. "Truly...incredible - first inflation toy I've ever had I could...do that with..."
He rolled onto his side, still hard as granite, despite having tried to fill this 'doe' with his semen. He pressed his face against the pale latex of the throat and began kissing it gently, once more imagining the feel and smell of a real deer who would be cuddled against him.
Taking a chance, he rolled over, pinning the deer toy to the bed beneath him, as he sighed in pleasure and felt it squish slightly but show no sign of straining seams or joints. Carefully, just in case, he braced himself on his palms either side of its chest and began to slowly thrust within it again.
After about five minutes, he frowned and felt a strange stickiness coat his length and a squish sound come from the labia and vaginal passage of the toy.
"No...no, no!" Danny squeaked, as he dismounted and found the condom had either ruptured or split. "Urgh...our first time and..."
Danny was torn between his perverse desire to pleasure himself with the toy, or to stop and clean it.
"Well... it's only me and...I really shouldn't make a habit of it..."
He suddenly blinked, feeling light headed and exhaustion suddenly wash over him.
"One more time and..."
He drove himself back inside the toy, gasping as his semen added extra lubrication to it and he began thrusting eagerly once more. Feeling the warmth of the friction from his lovemaking with the toy, Danny began to wonder if he shouldn't add more lube - just to be sure...
Without warning, his testicles constricted and he gasped as he ploughed forwards and shot another explosive load into the slick vaginal tunnel.
"Ooh...." Danny wheezed, gripping the bed coverlet in his fingers as he felt the slick rubber walls seeming grip down upon him. "So...good and..."
Danny shuddered, before his eyes rolled back in his head and he crumpled onto the toy, unconscious in seconds as the toy made that strange sighing sound out its muzzle.
*
He woke the next morning, stiff, sore and uncomfortable, still, somehow, hard as a rock and buried to his groin inside the toy.
"Must...sleep..." Danny murmured, as he yawned and looked down at the toy, then again kissed and licked at is neck, dreaming of tasting the warm fur and skin beneath, instead of the slightly bitter latex taste.
He began to slide himself out of the toy, memories of what he'd done flooding back to his waking mind - expecting to feel the sticky, cold semen - he slipped free with minimal resistance and a slight sucking sound.
"Wha..." He blinked and sat back on his rump, looking down at his penis.
Apart from the band of rubber down near the base from the broken condom, his penis was as clean as if he'd just stepped out of the shower.
"How - I, I made love to you...multiple times last night and..."
Glancing at the clock on the sideboard, Danny moaned and leapt from the bed.
"Shit, I'm going to be late for work... on all Hallows Eve and..."
Danny stripped the broken condom off, letting it fall to the floor, as he hurriedly pulled on his boxers, feeling his erection straining at them.
"I'm late, I'm late, I'm so fucking late..."
Dashing from the bedroom, Danny returned and snatched up clean clothes, before he dashed back out again, his hip smacking against the doorway.
Ignored, the toy fell onto its side. One front leg twitched subtly then went still again. A low squeak come from the muzzle, as the toy's plastic looking mouth closed and opened again...
TO BE CONTINUED...