Nicole's got a date with Jimmy and his suitcase full of exotic animal dildos, but what Jimmy doesn't know is that Nicole's had a run-in with Jimmy's kinky ex Tamyra. The girls are plotting something very special for Jimmy, some payback for his lies...
But first, Nicole needs to get off. She's in the mood for an audience, so she begins with doing a live cam-show in the shower with her favorite dog dildo. Then, once she gets to Jimmy's place, she's got plans to collar him, leash him, put a rubber dog-sheath on his cock and make him use her like the bitch she is...
Dog Dildo Domming is a smutty 7000 word story where Nicole gets to live out all her dirty fantasies, including exhibitionism, stretching, puppy-play and screwing an exotic dragon dildo. 18+ only!
EXCERPT: The viewer count was climbing. All she needed now was a solid, ear-splitting orgasm, and the day would be off to a great start.
She climbed beneath the hot stream of water, wincing a little as it stung her pale skin, and suction-cupped the dildo to the wall-tiles. It held firm - no danger of slipping. Perfect. The sight of it bobbing there, at the perfect height for fucking, sent shivers down her spine. She touched between her legs, slipping two fingers into her pussy.
They went in easily. She was soaked, ready for cock. She needed it so bad it ached.
With steam wreathing around her face and water beating down on her shoulders, Nicole bent over and pressed against the dildo.
The height was exactly right - just below her hips, pushing against her pussy lips. It only took a little wriggle to position herself, and then the first inch slid right in.
She couldn't keep from groaning in pleasure. "Oh God, oh God..." She eased back, sinking on to the rubber cock. It was so thick, so warm, that it left her hands curled into fists.
The sensation was incredible. Just like all the times before, an intense burst of pleasure masking a little twinge of pain. She was used to the feel of the cock now, the way it stretched her to her limits and then pushed those limits again. She could deal with it. She knew how to breathe, how to bear down.
Difference was, this time she had a global audience.
More dings from her phone. She peered at the number through the steam. Was that a twenty, or two hundred? Hard to tell. She focused on the dildo, rocking back and forth as hot water ran over her shoulders and between her breasts.
She was already down to the knot, that huge bulge of rubber that always stopped her dead. Even with all her practice it still ached to take it inside, and it ached even more to get it back out. But it was the knot she needed most of all.
With water streaming into her eyes and plastering her hair to her cheeks, she grit her teeth and pushed...