Chapter 19

Two days later, once the twins had disappeared as usual, they went to the market. Eric went off with the food-shopping list, leaving Maya to search out and buy the dress she had noticed. She also indulged in the biggest beach towel she had ever seen. Wide enough for us to make love on without sand getting into awkward places! Eric was still missing by the time she had done that, so she headed back to the villa, stripped naked and tried on the dress. Totally see-through! Not for everyday wear! She heard Eric’s footsteps outside. She quickly took off the dress and put on her bikini.

“Fancy a quickie before we head for the beach?” Eric asked, as soon as he stepped through the door.

“No. Let’s put the shopping away first. Then beach,” Maya said firmly. “And from how I felt yesterday, I’ll be looking for a lot more than a quickie from you after that. If you’re good, I’ll show you my new dress then.”

Maya spent most of the day nude at the beach, enjoying the glances and longer looks that came her way.

“I’m nicely heated up and ready for some sex,” she said. “Come on.”

Back at the villa she grabbed Eric and gave him a good blowjob. That developed into an extended sucking session.

They lay together naked, getting their breath back for a few minutes. At last, Eric rolled off the bed. “While we were in the market I went for a wander,” he said, “and I found a little something ... well, a not-so-little something for your pleasure, if you’re interested.”

“Silly man! Of course I’m interested!” Maya retorted. He’s quite forgotten I said I’d show him my new dress. Never mind, the right moment will come.

Eric went out of the bedroom and came back with a plastic bag which he handed to her. She peered inside and took out a package.

She examined it. “The mighty Dong. Black textured dildo,” she read the English on the box out loud. “Sixteen inches of delight. Ouf! That sounds enormous!” She opened the box and examined its contents. “Oh! It’s at least as thick as Oelipalo’s, although I’d say the head is fatter. Circumcised, too.” She wiggled it, testing its flexibility, and giggled. “I’ve never seen a real one anywhere near as long as this.

“Micky, maybe?” Eric teased.

“Stop it, Eric! I’d be worried for Micky if his willy had so many interesting bumps on it! Can I try it straight away? Do I have time?”

“Vanessa said she’d bring the twins back at seven, so that gives you a little over an hour. Did your session on the beach heat you up so much?”

“That, plus what you just did to me,” she confirmed. “Not to speak of all the experiences of the past few months!” She got off the bed and led Eric into the kitchen. She licked the sucker on the base of the mighty silicone penis and pushed it firmly down on to the seat of a kitchen chair. She gave it a slap, to make sure it was firmly fixed. “I’ll need you to to keep it steady at first,” she said. “It isn’t quite as stiff as Adam was.”

Eric had to use both hands to hold the dildo upright. “Like this?”

“Yes. Ready?” she asked.

“To watch you in action? Always!” Eric responded.

Maya straddled the chair and parted her labia with her fingers. She guided the dildo head to the entry to her vagina, supporting herself on the chair back. Her face bore witness to the strain as she struggled to gain the initial penetration.

“Ouf!” she said. “The head’s in. I feel very full. It’s certainly thicker than Oelipalo. Mmm, it feels wonderful.” She looked down between her legs. “It’s so long,” she said. “If I allowed myself to drop on it, it would go so, so deep!”

“Be careful. You don’t want to hurt yourself,” Eric said.

“I intend to be careful, but I also want to find out how much of it I can take.”

She sank down on the dildo. “Oh, that hurts,” she muttered. She raised herself up again. “Eric, is there any lubricant left?” she asked.

Eric went back into the bedroom and returned with a flattened tube of gel.” Sorry,” he said, waving it at her.

“Get the butter out of the fridge,” Maya ordered Eric. “If it worked for Marlon Brando, it should work for me. I have to have this thing as deep as possible inside me.”

Eric passed the pack of butter to his wife. She stood up and smeared a blob over the head of the dildo, then straddled it again.

“Get a firm grip on it, Eric. I’m not stopping this time,” she said. “If I squeal, ignore me. I want to see how much I can take.” She took a deep breath and thrust herself downwards. For the next minute, a series of moans, gasps and grunts accompanied her efforts as she worked the dildo deeper and deeper. Eric was able to let go. He sat back and watched the show. The changing expression on Maya’s face showed a whole range of emotions; discomfort, anguish and determination, all mingled with moments that indicated a state of huge satisfaction bordering on ecstasy as she forced herself further down the dildo. Eric watched in facination as more and more of the black silicone disappeared between his wife’s quivering thighs.

He was holding his breath as if by doing so he could help Maya achieve her goal. At last, she shook her head. “No more.” She peered down between her legs, where a part of the dildo was still visible.

“That last bit looked painful,” Eric said.

Maya nodded. She stood up, almost releasing herself from the dildo. “I couldn’t take anything longer.”

“Please be careful,” Eric said. “Don’t do yourself any damage.”

“I won’t. It’s right at my limit, but I can cope.” she said. “Now,” she went on, wagging an admonishing finger at the dildo, whose head was just parting her outer labia, “I’ve shown you how much I can take and now I’m going to fuck you! Ha!”

With that sound, half gasp, half scream, she drove herself downwards, burying the dildo deep inside her vagina. For the next five minutes she rode it, sliding up and down on the dildo, making increasingly appreciative noises as its corrugated surface inflamed the nerve endings inside her sex. One hand on the chair back supported her, while the other worked at her swollen clitoris and labia. Her jaw dropped as she tested herself to the full. Eric held his breath as he watched his wife. She was panting hard, eyes screwed tight shut, head thrown back and mouth open, her thigh muscles trembling as she fought for control, the very essence of a woman on the verge of orgasm. Finally, she came, the contractions making her entire body shudder uncontrollably, to the accompaniment of a groan-cum-growl that was torn from the depths of her being. She had to rest her forehead on the chair-back to support her weight until the shaking in her legs subsided. Then she put her hands on her knees and stared between her legs as she slowly stood up, allowing the shining black column to slide out of her. She looked down at the dildo and shook her head. “It’s hard to believe that I managed to take so much of it inside me,” she said.

“It all goes to show how wonderful a woman’s vagina is,” Eric said. “When we have sex, you say I fill you and yet you can take most of this huge dick.”

“Why else do you think I do my pelvic exercises so religiously?” Maya said with a smile.

“How did it feel?” Eric asked.

“Huge!” she said. “But when I adjusted to how much it was stretching me, the sensation was amazing. I had a most excellent orgasm, in case you didn’t notice.”

“Oh, I noticed. Believe me, I noticed.”

“How did it look? How did I look?”

“Impossible is the first word that comes to mind. But you looked sensational!”

Maya measured the monster against her belly. “It’s just that bit too long for me,” she said. “I really wanted to take it all, but it’s not physically possible.”

“You could always stick it up your bum,” Eric joked, then slapped his hand over his mouth as he saw her face light up.