Short Stories by Hope/The Doll/The Doll Chapter 14
Cyn shudders, partly due to having two of your fingers in her cunny, and partly at the thoughts in her head of having two cocks at once. Her fingers are in your cunny as well. You both fall asleep entwined together and neither of you gave any thought to Stevie.
It's still dark when you wake up. The bed seems to be bouncing and it takes a while for you to work out what's going on. When you turn over and look, you see that Cyn is on her back with Stevie on top of her. Your first thought is to wonder how she got in bed with you, and the second thought is that she is fucking your friend.
You need a wee, so you slip out of the bed and head for the bathroom. It's quite warm and there will be no one around, so you don't bother putting anything on. As you sit on the loo, you realise that you are a bit cross with Stevie and Cyn - maybe even jealous? "That's silly, she's only a doll," you think. Just when you are wiping yourself, the door opens and Uncle Bob comes in.
He obviously doesn't know you are there as he quietly shuts the door. Like you, he is naked, and when he turns and sees you he jumps. "Oh! Sorry," he whispers. You both kind of freeze apart from his cock, which moves from hanging down to standing straight out towards you. You just sit there like a rabbit in the headlights of a car, with your legs apart. He looks embarrassed and makes a vain attempt to cover himself. You are still sitting on the toilet with your legs spread, giving him a clear view of your pussy.
"It's okay," you whisper back. You are not looking up at his face, but at the cock which you have often felt, but only caught a glimpse of once before. You take a breath. "May I see it," you say.
He isn't looking at your face either, and after the few seconds it takes for the message to progress through his brain, he moves his hands to reveal his cock. Stevie's cock is about the right size for her body, but Uncle Bob's must be twice as long and twice as thick. He just stands there motionless and it dawns on you that he's waiting for you to say or do something. "Come closer," you whisper.
You can just about get your fingers to meet your thumb when you wrap your hand around the shaft. It feels warm and