Desperate Thoughts: The Gift (7 page)

He groaned, thinking she was preparing to devour his cock once again. She breathed out slowly and her eyes shut as her hand slipped from his body. She slumped to the floor, barely making a sound and passed out cold. After waiting a moment, he smiled. "Oh, man, please suck me… This is killing me." When he heard nothing after a few moments, he lifted the mask off one eye and found her slumped on the floor. Ripping the mask off his head, he went down to her.

He knelt over Victoria as she lay unconscious on the carpet and he gently tried to nudge her awake. She wasn’t moving, and he considered calling 911. After he put his head to her chest and felt her heart racing, he pulled back, relieved.

He said loudly, "Victoria," as he lifted her hand and held it. She began to move slightly and he smiled. Then she opened her eyes and looked at him, suddenly lucid and concerned.

"Where is it?" she asked as she blindly reached around the carpet near her for the replica. She could not find it.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes I’m fine. Now where is it?"

"Where’s what?" he said then looked down and noticed the dildo. Picking it up, he studied it for a moment in shock. He gave Victoria an odd look as he asked, "How did you get this?" Then, a knowing smile crossed his face, "I’ve heard about these kits. Yeah it’s a mold of your…but this is— it looks just like mine."

Reaching up, she pulled it from his hand. "It’s not yours."

"It sure looks…let me see it again," he said.

She paused, not wanting to give it back to him. He gave her a look like it was no big deal, then she handed it over. As he looked it over again, he said, "I think I know what I look like." Turning the replica over, he looked at it from the side. "Yes I think I’d know mine anywhere." He began rubbing his own semi-hard cock until it was rigid and then stood with the vein side toward her with the replica just over his cock. He craned his neck and turned his penis up a little to compare the two. "Look at that. If it’s not mine then whose is it?" Staring at her, he waited for an answer.

Looking away, she closed her fists tight. She fought back her emotions then looked back to him and said with her eyes closed, "It’s my husband…David’s."

He looked at her surprised. "You’re married?"

After shaking her head, she opened her eyes slowly to look at him. "He’s gone. He died over a year ago."

He kneeled down next to her. "I’m so sorry," he said, genuinely.

"He made that for me just before he, uh—"

"And you…use it to remember him?" he asked.

"No, I’ve never been able to bring myself to do it," she said while looking away.

He nodded sympathetically as she sat up a bit more and moved a little closer to him. "When I realized yours looked a lot like his, I freaked out."

"That’s why you threw me out." He paused thinking for a few moments then added, "I think David wanted you to use this on yourself to remember him. I think you should."

"I just can’t do it."

"Do you want me to use it on you? I will."

Victoria’s lips parted as she looked at him hopefully. "Would you?" He nodded with a fire in his eyes. He wanted to please her any and every way she would allow.

After leading him to the bedroom, she removed her robe and lay down on the bed face up with her knees bent and legs spread apart. He stood beside the bed for a long time, admiring her beautiful body
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Her full breasts hung deliciously on her chest and her nipples began to harden. He climbed on the bed, laid at an angle with his mouth near her stomach and his legs a few feet from her head. He placed the tip of the replica gently against her pink pussy, Victoria moaned. He began rubbing it up and down her lips as he looked breathlessly at her perfectly trimmed landing strip and creamy white thighs.

She spread her legs wider and he slipped the head of the fake cock inside. She gasped. Nothing had been inside her since David, not even her own fingers. He pushed it in then pulled it out of her soaking wet folds. Closing her eyes, she drifted away while gripping the comforter tightly on either side of her body with her hands. While he used it on her, he couldn’t help but notice again how much it did look like his own penis. As he looked down at the sight of David’s replica sliding in and out of her, it reminded him of a view he’d seen at least a few times before during his somewhat limited sexual experiences. It looked exactly like him. He wished that it were his cock that he was sliding inside of her. He wondered if Victoria would be able to tell the difference if he happened to turn her over and replace the replica with himself.

Looking over to Eli’s hard penis, her lips parted. She had to taste it again. She saw a drop of pre-cum hanging from the tip, then reached out and spread it over his cock head. Bringing her fingers to her mouth, she ran them inside to her tongue. She closed her eyes as she savored the delicious, slightly salty, taste of him as he plunged the dildo deeper inside of her. Although the replica did look exactly like David’s perfect penis, it didn’t feel like it at all. It was hard, but not in the same velvet covered steel hardness as a real live penis. It was cold and unyieldingly stiff like an inexpensive dildo. It felt good as it reached places inside of her untouched for more than a year, but she missed the real thing.

Reaching out, she began stroking his cock. He looked back to her, she turned her head to face him, and they shared a hot passionate look. He gasped as she gazed back to his cock. She wrapped her hand around him tighter as he placed the tip of his tongue on her clit. He covered it with gentle licks while still slowly working the dildo into her. Leaning her head back a moment, she exhaled deeply. His tongue felt so good on her pussy.

Looking back to him, she licked her lips. She wanted his cock down her throat. She guided him toward her by gently pulling his cock as she shimmied closer to it. Feeling her moving, he got on his knees as she maneuvered directly under him staring straight up to his length. Extending her tongue, she covered his head with tiny licks. She pulled her tongue into her mouth and savored his taste, moaned, then pulled his entire length down into her throat. He lifted his head up and exhaled loudly then plunged the fake cock as far as it would go into her.

Tugging on his balls, she moved her head down so she could gently lick all around the head of his cock once again. She said, "Oh Eli, your cock tastes exactly like David’s." Narrowing her eyes, she sucked just the tip of him into her mouth. Then, Victoria let him fall out of her mouth. "Take David out of me…put your tongue inside me."

He pulled the replica from her, placed it on the bed, then dipped his tongue deep into her juicy cunt, groaning loudly. She moved her legs closer to her chest and he put his arms over them, curling her pussy and tiny ass hole off the bed and even nearer to his mouth. Moving further down her body, he ran his tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her clit. She fought the urge to scream. Her eyes glazed over as she began licking his balls. They both hungrily lapped away at each other for a long time. They would match each other’s pressure with him leading the way. When he licked her gently, she would do the same. When he plunged his tongue roughly into her she sucked him harder.

Gripping his ass cheeks with both hands, she licked the supersensitive skin just behind his balls. He groaned and dipped his tongue deeper into her. She adjusted her head until his cock was back down her throat. She pulled it in deep as his tongue wandered tentatively down to her tiny gorgeous little back entrance. Hearing her groan louder, he felt her suck on him harder. He knew that this was what she wanted. He gently licked all the thousands of nerve endings around her pink puckered hole as she held his ass harder and sucked him even faster.

She ran a finger back and forth between his ass and the base of his balls and this drove him to the brink. He pushed his tongue gently into her ass and he felt it fighting against him slightly. She tasted of berries and smelled of a perfumed soap. His eyes rolled back in his head and he groaned. Slipping two fingers into her pussy, he continued to tongue fuck her tight seam while she slurped hungrily on his throbbing cock. His chin rested on her clit and this sent her over the edge. The combination of him licking her ass, fingering her pussy, and the pressure on her clit, all at once, drove wave after wave of orgasm through her loins. She convulsed and pulled his cock from her throat, just so she could breathe. She bucked her hips up and down as he moved his tongue to her sensitive clit and covered it with licks. When she could not stand it any longer, she pulled away from him and lay face down by his feet, panting and exhausted.

After a few moments, she said, "Just give me a minute and I’ll finish you."

She caught her breath just gazing at his slowly deflating cock. Then she ran a hand up his leg back to it and began stroking until it was hard again. She pulled on it from that angle, then took another look. Again, Victoria found herself back with her lost love. She just had to get him back in her mouth. Slipping off the bed, she coaxed his body to the edge, then licked from the bottom of his balls to the tip of his cock while tracing along the giant vein. She went up and down as he watched her head, wishing that he could taste her again. She said, "Eli I want you to cum in my mouth."

He nodded. He wanted to tell her his real name, but how could he now? He lost that thought when Victoria wrapped her lips back around him. She began pulling on his balls as she bobbed her head up and down rapidly on his length. She moaned like it was the best tasting cock she had ever sucked. He threw his head back while she slurped him even deeper into her throat. Then she began fingering him just under his balls. Faster and faster she worked him, with saliva dripping from her mouth. She pulled harder on his sack until she felt him convulse. He yelled out as thick jets of cum shot from his cock into her throat. Pulling her head up a little, she sucked him dry while making eye contact with him. He held her head gently in his hands to keep her from moving too much around his sensitive cock.

Pulling her mouth from him, she laid her head on his thigh. Her satisfied smile lasted only a few seconds, then it slowly morphed into dread. After a few more moments, she began sobbing, slid off him and to the floor. Sliding down next to her, he asked, "Are you okay?"

She didn’t answer. He put a hand on her shoulder and she pulled away slightly. He asked, "Can I do anything for you?"

"Just go," Victoria said without looking at him. Then she stood up, walked into the bathroom and locked the door. He sat for a moment, confused. Then he went to the door and listened from outside as her sobbing grew louder. Leaning against the wall, he was desperate to hold her; he wanted only to comfort her now. He waited a few more moments, sighed, then made his way to the living room, got dressed, and walked out the door.

Victoria didn’t leave her house for three days after that night. She felt guilty about allowing Eli to use David’s gift on her. She could not believe she sucked his cock like that and allowed him to cum in her mouth. She had not done that for any man before David, and certainly not since David. She went too far, but she desperately wanted to feel Eli’s cock inside her. She thought of little else since that night and struggled to quell those feelings. Torn apart inside, she vowed to never see him again. She couldn’t look at David’s replica after that. She kept it in the fire safe and for the first time since his death, did not pull it out at night.

Ethan thought about returning to Victoria’s house, and drove by a couple of times, but never went to the door. He dreamed of being inside her and thought of nothing other than her, since he had left her house. He thought of the taste of her delicious pussy and how she sucked his cock like no woman ever had before. He wanted her now more than ever. He wondered if she was thinking of him.

Victoria’s life slowly returned to normal, but she stayed away from the library and all young men after her experience with Eli. She put sex out of her mind for almost a week until one morning, she woke up and found her hand rubbing her pussy unconsciously. Soaked, she began thinking of Eli and not David while she touched herself. Opening the fire safe, she pulled out the box. She removed David’s rubber cock from the pouch and began sliding it in and out of her pussy. It was the first time she had ever done this on her own. Again, she didn’t like the feel of it. It was not David’s real, hard, hot, fleshy penis and it would not do. She got up from bed, unsatisfied, went to the bathroom, and washed the dildo in the sink as tears streamed down her face.

After putting the replica away, she took a cool shower hoping it would drive the temptation out of her body. She fought the urge to touch herself in the shower then sat on her front porch, still horny, with her mind racing. As she watched young male students walk by, some who looked like they might fit her profile, she decided to take a walk on campus. She wasn’t looking to bring anyone home and she wasn’t looking for Eli, or at least she told herself that.

Victoria sat on a bench along the large open area in the center of campus. She watched for about thirty minutes as students walked by and began sizing up some of the nerdier looking guys to see if she still had the desire to be with them. She wondered what their cocks looked like and how they tasted. Shaking her head, she attempted to kill those thoughts. She really wasn’t sure if she was ready to get back to her good work or if she would ever be again.