Chapter 5

“I had to pull my legs so far apart and up to my chest that my ass and lower back lifted up off the bed,” she continued. “I could feel it finally start to spread my pussy lips and enter me. It took, like, ten minutes and a lot of pushing and twisting, but I finally got it in as far as it would go. It felt fucking huge in there! I swear I could feel my stomach bulge out! I think it was pushing against my fucking lungs! I could hardly inhale. I had to stay like that for a couple of minutes just to get used to it. You know. To relax and stretch out.”

She paused and looked at her two friends. Freya stared at her hanging on every word. Katie was intently looking at her hands fidgeting on her lap.

But Katie had already heard this story before.

“And then it gets better,” Cyn declared.

“Better?” Katie was frowning.

“Katie already knows what happened next,” Cyn explained. “So, I was getting used to this huge thing spreading my cunt apart and then I had a thought. It felt so amazingly awesome having myself filled up so much – I mean, it’s so hard to describe being that full. In your pussy, I mean. And deep in your belly. But how about cumming while being so full? What would that be like?” Cyn paused at the rhetorical question. “Well, you know that I was definitely going to find out! I was way too far gone to not finish it up!”

“But here’s the thing. I went to start rubbing my clit, and as soon as I took my hand off the end of the cucumber, the thing practically squirted out of me! The damn thing almost shot off the bed!” She chuckled remembering the scene. “But then I had a genius thought!” Cyn looked deep into Freya’s eyes.

“I would sit on it.” She said that sentence like she was revealing an ancient secret. “If I put all my weight on it, that cucumber would stay stuffed inside me. And then both of my hands would be ... free to roam.” She arched her eyebrows and smiled. “And,” her smile turned into an evil grin, “I figured that I could probably wiggle it into me even further that way.”

Cyn looked at Freya and knew that she had her absolute, undivided attention. And she loved it. Reveled in it. For a moment Cyn marveled at how beautiful Freya was. Her face. Her body. She was picture perfect. This wasn’t the first time she had thought that about her friend. And for another moment, Cyn wondered why none of the three girls had ever ... explored each other. Not that she was gay or anything, of course.

Not Cyn.

She blinked and continued her story.

“So, I stood up and put a little more lube on the cuke. I was drenched, of course, but just wanted to be sure. I held it upright on the corner of the bed so that I could stand on either side. Like, to straddle it, you know?” She looked at both girls. “And when I started to push down, it pretty much slid right in. And this is funny now, but it wasn’t at the time. I was pushing down on it and the cucumber kind of drove itself in so easily that I lost my balance and my stupid, fat ass slammed right down on the bed!”

“The fucking cucumber was so big and so far into me that I swear my eyes must have been bulging out of their sockets from the pressure. Like a damn frog. I was in such shock and disbelief that I never even thought I may have injured internal organs or something. Thank goodness I didn’t.” She paused. “I don’t think I did. Well, I’m still here, so...” Cyn shrugged.

“Anyway, it felt like that thing was coming up my throat. After a few seconds to realize what had happened – and to get used to a giant chunk of produce crammed up my snatch – I noticed that it felt better than anything I had ever pushed into my pussy before. Like, you know when you hug someone you love? Like, really, really hug them? Hard? It was like that but not just hugging with my arms – or even with my legs!” Again, Cyn wiggled her eyebrows up and down and gave the girls an almost lecherous smirk, “But a hug with my whole, entire body. I felt full. I felt fulfilled, even. It was weird and amazing. I had never felt that full before.”

“Not even that time when we dared you to eat everything we brought you at that buffet place? And all those desserts?” Freya asked.

“Oh, wow! I was stuffed that day!” Cyn replied. “But this felt twice as stuffed. And not sick stuffed like when you eat too much. It was really good stuffed. It was amazing.”

Enraptured, Freya asked, in barely more than a whisper, “What did you do, then?”

“I diddled myself,” Cyn told her. “Fast and furious, baby! One hand started frantically rubbing my clit and the other was pinching and yanking on a nipple. In less than forty seconds, I came harder than I ever did in my life!” She proudly looked at the two girls.

“And the weird thing was – well, all of it was pretty weird – but the weird thing was that everytime I came and my pussy contracted, it kind of pushed the cuke out a little. And then, of course, the weight of my body would push it back in. Then I would come again and it would push back out a little. Then right fully back in. It was crazy! It just kept going in and out. I didn’t think it would ever stop. It felt so good that I didn’t think I would be able to stop!”

She looked at the girls and to further her point, continued. “I came and the cucumber pushed out. My cunt relaxed a little, and it slid all the way back in which caused me to come again pushing it back out a little. I have no idea how many times I came, but finally the orgasms stopped and I fell backwards on the bed. And, of course, that fucking thing shot out of me like a rocket! It skidded across the floor!”