Chapter 1

“Hello?” Lee stepped into the dark, dingy store as the bell above the door announced his arrival. This was a sex shop? There were dusty shelves with weird paraphernalia all over, none of them looking like sex toys. Books, bottles full of questionable-looking liquids, medallions...

“Hello, young one!” An old man in a threadbare suit entered from a back room. “What are you looking for?”

“Uh, a stroker ... one shaped like a woman’s hips and, uh, pussy.”

The man frowned. “I don’t think I understood anything you just said. Stroker?”

“Here, it’s on your web site.” Lee showed his phone screen to the man, who took it gingerly and brought out some reading glasses to have a closer look at the silicone sex toy displayed on the screen.

“Oh, interesting. What will they think of next?” He handed the phone back.

“You don’t have one?”

“I didn’t say that. Just a moment...” The old man took a closer look at Lee, a nondescript, brown-haired, fairly average lad of nineteen, and yet there must have been something about him or he wouldn’t have found his store. “Give me a few minutes.” He shuffled back through the doorway in the rear of the small shop.

Lee had a look at some of the items under the glass counter near the doorway the old man had disappeared through. He’d never actually been in a sex shop before, but didn’t expect to find jewelry: rings, bracelets, and necklaces shone in the dim light. One gold and ruby ring seemed to catch his eye...

“Here we go!” the old man announced as he strode back in, a cardboard box held in his hands.

Lee blinked ... how long had he been perusing the wares? “Right ... I have the cash here.” He pulled his wallet out. He was definitely not buying something from a sex shop using his bank card.

The old man took the money and pushed the box forward. “This model’s been modified with an aftermarket self-cleaning option. Just make sure you read the insert.” He winked at the college student. “Enjoy!”

When Lee got back to his dorm room, he unboxed the stroker and put it onto his bed. Yes, it looked just like a Caucasian woman’s hips, butt, and crotch, not that the virgin had actually seen anything like that in person; his experience was limited to movies and porn. He quickly pulled his pants and underwear off, freeing his thick six-inch member. “Okay...” He took a hold of the ‘hips’, pressed the tip between the silicone pussy lips, and pushed, but it was all dry so he couldn’t make headway. Checking the box, he found a bottle of lube and squirted some inside the sex toy before trying again. This time, his dick slipped inside.

“Ohh...” It felt incredible, way better than just his hand! It was a bit awkward just fucking into the pelvis-sized object on his bed, but as long as he kept his hands on the rounded hips of the toy, it worked. Soon enough, he felt the tingle of his load preparing to launch. “Ohh ... yeah ... yeeeahh ... UNGH!” Then he was cumming into the fake pussy. “Ohh! Huhh!” When he finished, he pulled out and some of his semen followed, dripping onto his sheets. “Oops!” He grabbed some tissues and dabbed it up.

“So where’s the self-cleaning option?” he asked as he rooted about in the box.

He found a handwritten note with a spidery scrawl: “Self-Cleaning: Before use, insert female essence.” Before use? Ugh. So he’d have to clean it up himself this time. Also, essence? What did that mean? And how would that clean the sex toy? Sighing, he took it to the sink to rinse it out as per the printed instructions.

“Ow!”

Lee looked up from his station at the restaurant he worked at part time. Cynthia, the prep chef, held her finger as she rushed to the first aid kit.

“Lee! Clean up her area,” The head chef ordered him.

“Yes, chef!” He rushed over to dump the stuff she’d already cut, as they could take no chance that her blood hadn’t contaminated any of it...

Her blood ... essence?

Lee grabbed some paper towel and soaked the small pool of red up before slipping it into his pocket. By the time the cute, late-twenties brunette had returned, Lee had sanitized everything.

“Thanks, Lee.”

“Sure ... you okay?”

She held up the bandaged digit. “Barely anything.”

Lee returned to his station and stirred the sauces, thinking about the blood on the paper towel in his pocket. Why was he feeling so giddy, he wondered, like he was about ride a roller coaster?

After work, Lee pulled out the stroker and the bloody paper towel. Ripping out just the part with the blood, he pushed it into the toy’s fake vagina, followed by a squirt of the lube.

Across town, Cynthia slept in her bed, exhausted from working two jobs that day, part of the reason she’d accidentally cut herself. As she snoozed, her body writhed upon feeling a strange tickling deep inside her vagina. “Mm.”

Lee thrust into the sex toy with abandon. It was feeling awesome, and oddly different today ... tighter? He figured that it was because he hadn’t used as much lube as the first time.

“Gnh,” Cynthia moaned in her sleep, tossing and turning as that compelling sensation continued. In her dream, her girlfriend was taking her with a nice, thick strap-on. “Mmh...”

Thinking of the attractive Cynthia with those nice C-cups as he fucked the silicone pussy, Lee quickly found himself approaching his release. He sped up his thrusts as his loins thrilled, preparing.

“Hnh.” The brunette rolled over in her sleep.

“Ohh...”

“Mmh...”

“OHH ... UGHH!” Lee thrust deep into the toy and blasted its interior with his hot load.

“Mmh?” Deep inside Cynthia’s sleeping body, Lee’s sperm-filled semen appeared out of nowhere and spurted directly onto her vulnerable cervix again and again in time with his ejaculation.

“Shiit! So good...”

“Mmmh...” Cynthia sighed as the hot pulsing sensation stopped and she fell back into a deeper sleep, her co-worker’s dangerous seed soaking into the entrance to her unprotected baby chamber.

Lee wiped his softening cock off and used his fingers to gape open the fake vagina. There was no mess! Even the lube seemed to be gone; the toy was as pristine as when he’d brought it home. He turned it upside down and gave it a shake to confirm. How the hell did that work? Well, however it did, it was incredible! He’d have to find more ‘essence’ from women, but he certainly wasn’t going to go around cutting them!

In the common room the next night, several dorm members watched a movie up on the big screen while Melody, one of the other dorm brothers’ girlfriends, was visiting.

“Mel, can you please not do that here?” One of the other dorm brothers asked. The thin blonde was using clippers to shorten her toenails. Lee didn’t have a problem with seeing the cute girl’s dainty bare feet, but he could see how some people could find what she was doing kind of gross. She just shook her head and continued.

When the movie was over, everyone went back to their rooms, including Melody with her boyfriend, and Lee spied one of the girl’s toenail clippings on the coffee table. He quickly grabbed it and headed back to his own room before pulling out the stroker. Did toenails count as ‘essence’? He pushed it into the fake vagina before following up with a squirt of lube.

In another dorm room, Melody lay back and sighed in pleasure as her boyfriend thrust into her nubile body. She pinched the nipples of her B-cups as they fucked, heading toward her own orgasm. Suddenly, the cock inside her felt thicker and she experienced an odd sensation, as if her boyfriend was thrusting twice as fast. “Uh?”

“You okay, babe?” Her boyfriend slowed his thrusts, but she still felt that weird sensation, as if he was still pumping hard into her.

“Can ... can I get on top?” she asked.

He withdrew and the feeling of the second penis faded, though she still felt a strange tickling deep inside. Taking just a moment after they switched positions, she lined up her boyfriend’s condom-covered, thin six-incher and sank down upon it. “Unf.” She moved upon him languidly, making sure to feel every inch of him, though there was still that compelling sensation deep inside, increasing in speed. “Shit.” She moved faster upon her boyfriend, chasing that tickle. She wondered, what would happen if she synced her movements with it? “Gnh...” She felt her boyfriend’s mouth on one of her nipples and shrugged that distraction off, pushing him back as she rode him harder.

“Babe?”

“SHH!” she shushed him and closed her eyes as she concentrated on matching that alluring tickle. “Hng...”

Back in his room, Lee gasped as it felt like the insides of the toy were squeezing him just a little. What a smart purchase he’d made! He thrust harder, faster.

“Ohh...” Melody moaned and moved faster upon her boyfriend to match the phantom cock. “OHH!” Then she was cumming.

“Oh woww...” Lee moaned as the toy squeezed him, setting off his own orgasm. “UGH! UNGH!”

“Guhh...” Melody gasped as she felt a hot throbbing sensation deep inside, not realizing that it was Lee’s potent sperm pressure-washing her spasming cervix.

“Oughh...” her boyfriend groaned as he filled the condom.

“Ugh ... ungh!” Melody grunted, her back arched as her orgasm continued. She’d never cum this hard before! Finally, once the throbbing stopped, she collapsed forward upon her boyfriend’s chest. When she finally pulled off of his dwindling member, she realized that there was sperm on the outside of the condom! “The rubber broke! Fuck!” She raced into the washroom to drip it out.

Lee again examined the pristine sex toy, amazed.

“Lee? Would you be a dear and toss this into the garbage?” Mrs. Alvedo, his English Lit teacher asked him as he passed her desk on his way onto his next class. She held out her empty Starbucks cup.

“Sure, Mrs. A.” He’d had a crush on the older, Hispanic-American teacher all year with her curvy, sexy body, long, wavy dark hair, and cute rectangular glasses. Noting her burgundy lipstick staining the plastic cap on the cup, he popped that off and palmed it as he tossed the rest into the trash bin next to the door.

After class, he moistened his teacher’s lipstick on the lid, wiped it onto a tissue, and pushed that bit of it into the fake vagina.

The 39-year-old teacher lay back on her marital bed after the vigorous sex she’d just had with her husband of twenty years, her DD-cups rising and falling in time with her breath as it calmed. Then she felt something odd, deep inside her, where her husband’s spermless semen soaked her depths, the man having had a vasectomy after their second child was born. “Ooh,” she sighed and rubbed at her midsection. Did she just ovulate, she wondered? The timing was right, but the sensation continued. “Mmm...” She could feel her nipples hardening. “Honey?” But her husband was out like a light due to post-orgasm narcosis. “Hmm...” She moved one hand between her legs to rub at her prominent pussy lips.

Lee thrust into the fake pussy, wondering about how it seemed looser than the last couple of times. Maybe he’d used too much lube this time?

Mrs. A found her clit and rubbed at it while she massaged one slightly sore breast. “Mmm...” That tickling sensation increased in intensity as her sexy, mature body heated back up.

Lee gasped as the toy seemed to tighten around his cock again. What an amazing device! He thrust into it faster.

“Oh God...” Mrs. A moaned as she felt her release coming. It would be a big one this time ... she could feel it. “Ohh...”

“Unhh ... ohh...”

“OHH!” The older woman thrust her hips up as she came hard.

Lee, feeling the toy grip him, thrust deep and let his load fly. “UNGH!”

Mrs. A gasped as she felt a hot, throbbing sensation in her core. “AAHH! OHH!” She thrust her hips as if at an invisible cock. “UNH! Fuuuck...” Deep inside her, her student’s illicit seed pelted the spasming entrance to her long-unused womb. “Ughhh...” Finally, she collapsed back onto the bed. Feeling wetness under her butt, she looked down at the torrent of semen that had spilled out of her as she came, not realizing that it was most of her husband’s from earlier, displaced by Lee’s voluminous, clandestine insemination.