"I looked at the wall more carefully, plotting a path up. Breast. Breast. Cock. Breast. I decided that nearer the side of the room I could probably ge... all the way up with mostly breasts, a minimum of dicks and maybe only one slippery vag.The weird colors actually made it a lot better; reminders that these were lifelike toys and not people. Stepping on green dicks and purple boobs was weirdly amusing. The vaginas were much better footholds than handholds, especially once I started shoving my. “Of course you a pretty girl Faith” I nervously responded waiting for what was going to come out of her mouth next“I know what you were doing when you thought I was sleeping Dan, why don’t you want to do it anymore, is it because you think you cant, or that I’m to old?”“What are you talking about Faith?” I said trying to play it off“You know Dan, when you would masturbate your cock and put your cum on me, its ok Dan, I know why you did it, but how come you don’t want to do it anymore?”I knew I. Once He's satisfied Master stands up and walks over to us. He takes the clamp off my sister’s nipple and attaches it to my other. He tells my sister to get between my legs. As she does so He climbs on the bed next to me and strokes my hair. My sister positions herself between my open legs and Master tells her that she can start playing. The first touch off her tongue on my already sensitive clit almost sends me wild. I feel Master twist His fingers in my hair this time making me cry out. "Don't. Com ??????????? One toe in, testing the waters. I thought I would givewriting another try.??????????? Thisstory is a concept design. I wanted to express a specific idea so most of thestory pushes towards the fictional side of life. Let me know what you think ofit. ??????????? This allstarted a few days ago during a very long night of drinking with my boyfriend.The problem is that I am a very competitive person who gets a little randy whenI get drunk. We began arguing about who was the biggest.