Secrets of the Investigation. Part 25
At this time, Multyashka placed a rubber dildo on the table, an object resembling a heavily curved banana. This object consisted of three parts:
1 – This was a cylindrical object, about fifteen centimeters long and about four centimeters in diameter. Through the middle of the diameter, along the entire shaft, ran a flexible rod shaped like the dildo.
2 – The second part was a ball, visually very similar to a glans, about 5 centimeters in diameter, that is, slightly larger than the cylinder. This ball-glans was also attached at the diameter to this rod, meaning it was, as it were, the end of this rod and the beginning of the dildo.
3 – At the other end of the rod, two smaller balls were attached, each about three centimeters in diameter. At the very end of the cylinder, on the side of the two balls, there was a leather skirt matching the color of the object.
Thus, if you hold the cylinder itself in your hand and insert the two balls into the vagina, the leather skirt would hug the pussy, and the edge of the palm holding the cylinder would press against the clitoral mound, while the ball resembling a glans would move back and forth by about two centimeters.
And now, even if you simply make movements imitating masturbating a penis, when the hand slides along the cylinder, it touches and drives this glans back and forth by two centimeters, this same action is transmitted to the woman's vagina in the form of the two balls, which stimulate the vaginal walls.
It was about this wonder tool that Multyashka was telling her girlfriends in the cafe, where Zima, Yolka, and Tyomnaya had invited her after Andrey had left them. And then, when they moved on to intimate topics, they remembered about the pussy-licker and the bottom slave Andrey.
So they called him then and, one could say, persuaded him to drop all his business and come to these ladies who suddenly desired to fuck him, or at least just watch how Multyashka would do it, of course without informing Andrey himself.
While they were all examining the strange dildo, Andrey under the table was, as Tyomnaya put it, playing her guitar with his tongue to the fullest. He really imagined that he was playing a guitar with his tongue, imagining that her inner and outer labia were the strings.
Tyomnaya didn't even sway to his caresses; she was engrossed in the examination, just like her other girlfriends, passing the dildo to each other.
"Look here," Multyashka said joyfully and skillfully, taking the dildo and standing up from the table.
She walked to the bed and sat on the edge, then, throwing open the sheet on herself, spread her legs and inserted those two balls, having lubricated them first, into her vagina. Holding the dildo with her hand, it looked as if she had grown a black penis with an extended glans-ball, but it wasn't sticking up like a real one, but somehow horizontally.
"Hey, Lyarvochka," Multyashka called to Andrey, who was still kissing Tyomnaya's guitar without distraction, "come here and jerk off my 'goose' for me."
Andrey, hearing her, peeked out from under Tyomnaya's thighs, who, when he looked at her, nodded her head, allowing him to crawl to Multyashka.
"Throw me a 'budyonovka'," Multyashka asked Zima, and she threw onto the bed the condoms that Multyashka had also taken out of her purse earlier.
She herself tore open one package with her teeth, took out a condom, and put it on her dildo. Now her dildo visually looked very much like a real penis in a condom.
"Come on, Lyarvochka, jerk me off," Multyashka said, spreading her legs invitingly, waiting for Andrey.
He cautiously touched her dildo and, gripping it with his fist, began sliding his hand along its entire shaft inside the slippery condom. The head-ball moved, stretching the condom back and forth, moving the other two balls in Multyashka's womb. She proprietorially placed her hand on his shoulder, with the other still holding her dildo, pressing the edge of her palm against her clitoris.
Multyashka's eyes rolled back, her mouth opened blissfully, her disheveled and damp hair fell down. Her toned, six-pack stomach breathed deeply, contracting and demonstrating to Andrey and all present her excellent physical shape and the high she was experiencing.
"Keep going, Lyarvochka," she now called Andrey by the nickname of a camp whore in an affectionate tone.
He was jerking her off, imagining for some reason that he was really jerking off the penis of a beautiful dick-girl, or a tranny, who had already appeared back then in some porn videos and even in the news. He found trans people terribly disgusting, but here he didn't risk arguing with this female collective, similar to a ball of snakes. Especially since she wasn't a tranny, but just a real, beautiful girl with a dildo.
Multyashka didn't sway for him, as that would have been unnecessary, because if they both made thrusts, they might just lose the rhythm. Her face, melting with pleasure, began to excite Andrey himself. Without her permission, while continuing to jerk her dildo, he touched the fingers of his hand to her exposed, small but beautiful, erect breasts.
Multyashka flinched a little from surprise and, opening her eyes, looked gratefully into Andrey's eyes, silently allowing him to continue. He began to pinch and roll her erect nipple with his fingertips. The zechkas behind at the table watched the unusual masturbation silently, holding their breath, and already, seeing how Multyashka was getting off, each was ready and wished to take her place.
She authoritatively moved her hand from his shoulder to his head and pulled his lips to her dildo. Andrey, for reasons inexplicable to himself, probably just being in a highly aroused state, resisted her calls for a second, jerked as if balking, but then, as soon as her pressure increased, gave in and, leaning over, began to give her a blowjob.
The taste of the condom appeared in his mouth, as if telling him that he was a real, dirty slut who, if fucked in the mouth, was only done so with a condom for protection. Andrey, knowing the mechanism, tried to move the ball, pressing against it with his tongue or lips. Of course, he consoled himself that this wasn't real, it wasn't a dick, he wasn't giving a blowjob to a guy! Andrey strove to please her, not to conflict and break down like a girl, but simply to give Multyashka pleasure faster so she would come faster from his improvised blowjob, and in this endeavor he moved his head actively, not forgetting to wiggle the ball.
From the side, for the observing zechkas and the lawyer lady, Andrey was really sucking Multyashka's dick, probably even giving them the right to think that he was also a waffler-blowjobber-dick-sucker and that he wasn't doing this for the first time, as he was doing it skillfully and with pleasure. And what also amazed everyone was how quickly Andrey agreed to take Multyashka's dildo in his mouth, not protesting at all.
"Lie down in the folding bed pose," said Multyashka, getting up from the bed, now completely aroused from his blowjob, moving his mouth away from her toy dick.
"How's that?" asked Andrey, looking up at her from below, ready to fulfill all her wishes.
"Like a star, spread out... lie on your back, arms and legs apart," said Zima, and everyone laughed.
"Laugh all you want, but get your pussy fur-side up," Multyashka said another tongue twister and added, "Well, in your case, lift up your chocolate-box and relax."
"No need," Andrey immediately understood that she was going to anally penetrate him.
"Oh, fuck, don't whine, you got into shit, so don't chirp like a holey bird, proving to everyone you were a virgin... and didn't take it in the mouth... your job now is to moan... like Mashka-the-giver should give, and Multyashka" – she placed her palm on her chest and smiled – "is going to fuck you, Lyarva!"
"Let's move the train car, and then all together," Zima sang some kind of song.
"And after, as a collective farm," Tyomnaya and Yolka began to sing along with her and continued together with Multyashka, "we'll jerk the trigger (clitoris), pour the sour cream (vaginal discharge) into the mouth... and whoever's dissatisfied will have to fuck with us half-dead!"
Everyone joyfully clapped their hands, as if they were at a kindergarten matinee and had successfully recited a poem for the parents. It was clear this was a song only understandable to these bitches.
"Come on, throw your legs up and relax," Multyashka frowned, pushing Andrey onto the bed on his back. "Hands under your knees and press your knees to your chest... don't dawdle... I'm not frying wafflers who are coupling for the first time for the first time... I'll be gentle and tender, your first queen," Multyashka rattled off again. "You'll worship my darling, caress my front and fuck my ass."
She, continuing to versify, had already laid him on his back and herself lifted his legs up. She placed his own hands behind his knees and pulled them towards his shoulders, leaning all her small weight on him, she forced his anus to soar upward.
"Well, like this, roughly," she assessed his frog pose. "Whoever scooped up whom, gets to fuck whom," she heavily hinted that she had scooped him up, that is, prepared him for the fucking.
Andrey now silently held his legs in that frog pose in which she had, so to speak, fixed him, and did not dare to object to her anymore and could not even now avert his gaze from her, at first glance, sweet eyes. She looked at him so sweetly, as if she wasn't about to fuck him, but was offering him tea. The presence of the other zechkas no longer embarrassed him; he had already mentally decided everything for himself and was ready to give himself to this pushy bitch with the artificial dick.
Bringing her dildo to his chocolate-box, Multyashka, opening her mouth and pressing her chin into her neck, sticking out her tongue a little, began to press against Andrey's anus with a movement of her hips, having lubricated it first.
"Relax," she stroked his stomach. "My Lyarvochka, don't resist me... or else I might just roughly tear your ass... you'll cry."
Andrey understood that she really did pity him and really could enter him sharply, causing acute pain, and as best he could, he relaxed his anus, into which the glans-ball immediately penetrated. The anus opened and, accepting the ball, snapped shut like guard gates.
"Well, there you go, Lyarvochka," Multyashka smiled at him. "And you were dawdling, shy, kicking, but still got caught on my dick."
She pulled back again and the ball popped out, opening the anus again. Of course, the balls in her vagina moved from this manipulation, and Multyashka, having unpacked, unholstered the virgin, triumphed with moral satisfaction that another star had been added to her tally, like a combat pilot.
"It's not for being gray that the wolf is beaten, but for sitting on a dick," said Multyashka with predatory and now insane eyes, with huge pupils from excitement, and again drove the ball into his anus, behind which the entire dildo slowly but surely began to sink in.
"Aaaaa," Andrey whimpered fearfully from the sensation of possible pain, though there was none, taking his first train from Multyashka in the ass.
"It's not the Frenchman who licked the maw, but the one who took it on the fang in front of everyone," Multyashka said another saying, but this time it sounded like an accusation.
Having driven the dildo all the way in, or rather up to her hand, she pulled it back, feeling how the balls slid in her womb, spreading the walls of her vagina, while her clitoris rubbed against the leather hood and her hand.
"Bitch, he's hard," Zima laughed, seeing that Andrey had an erection from Multyashka fucking him.
He immediately felt very ashamed from the zechkas' mockery and from the fact that he really had a hard-on, which, as it were, showed everyone that Andrey was aroused from being fucked in the ass.
"Well, there you go, Lyarva," Multyashka smiled at him. "Not so dawdly now? Relax and whore around and your dick will stand up."
Andrey, no matter how hard he tried, couldn't do anything to make his erection go down, and then realized it was stupid to resist this and let go of the situation, continuing to enjoy himself from being skewered by such a brazen and beautiful girl. When inserting her dildo into him, Multyashka pushed him, and with these thrusts, his dick pressed against his stomach and the foreskin retracted. Thus, his erect dick's glans rubbed against the skin on his pubis.
Multyashka took Andrey's dick with her free hand, and it slid in her hand much more pleasantly, causing more and more arousal.
Andrey now also, like Multyashka, threw his head back and contorted his face in the languor of pleasure, biting his lips like a real slut being fucked. Shame and embarrassment completely left, and Andrey now was completely unashamed that he was fucking like a girl or, as they called him, a Lyarva. He simply enjoyed the pleasant sensations and the fact that the beautiful girl Multyashka was dominating him.
Orgasm came quickly, and Andrey, not letting go of his splayed legs, began to come in Multyashka's hand, spraying onto his stomach and filling his navel with semen.
"Yeeessss," Multyashka drove her dildo all the way into his anus, seeing him come and also came together with her Lyarva Andrey. "Yeeessss," she threw her head up and screamed at the ceiling. "Yeeessss... A-A-A-A-A," Multyashka squeaked intermittently like a little mouse and, stopping, shook all over. "A-A-A-A-A."
Zima caught Multyashka under the arms when, as it seemed to her, she began to lose consciousness from the orgasm she had received and started to fall over.