"A real one looks kind of like this, I think," Terri whispered, her cunt already getting juicy with anticipation. "Yeah, I know a real one has got a knob at the tip."

As her fingers traced the shape of the doll's arm, Terri returned to her bed. She rummaged through a drawer and found the bottle of baby oil she had there. Sprinkling a good amount into her palm, she smoothed the lubrication up and down the doll's arm. It glistened brightly now and Terri's breathing had grown rapid and a bit shallow.

"Oh, wow! I wonder how this'll be?"

On her back again, knees bent sharply back and pushed apart, Terri held the well-oiled object in her fingers and rubbed it slowly against her pussy. In her mind, she made the arm become a cock. It was attached to a man. The man wanted to fuck her. She dragged a couple of pillows over, hugged one to her belly, and squeezed the other between her thighs.

"Ohhh, fuck me!" she moaned, thrusting her ass up and down.

Gingerly, she found the opening of her cunt and pressed the balled rubber fist against the oily lips. Her cuntlips parted and her muscles did too. There was another sting as the rest of her cherry gave. A trickle of hot blood on her ass cheek frightened Terri for a moment, but she recovered and bit her lower lip as she forced the head of the makeshift cock into her pussy. She was trembling so hard that she had to stop.

Looking sideways into the mirror, Terri saw herself, the pink, rubber thing jutting from her cunt. It was tightly squeezed inside the circle of muscles that was the beginning of her pussy. A smear of blood could be seen halfway up the rubber doll's arm.