Chapter 11

Maybe it is because her friend hasn’t been seen in a few weeks, or just the amount of time since her ride, but Vicky is itching to try the Ryder again. She doesn’t want to do it alone though. There was only one option for that, and that was to call up Ned Tittles. She had simply said that she wanted to search for clues at Kat’s apartment when he told her that he had no idea where she went. He was receptive of the idea.

This time when she shows up at Kat’s apartment, Ned is waiting for her outside the door. She is a bit nervous because her intentions are not set on the welfare of her friend, but on Ned. He is like the conquest that she hasn’t been able to make, all because of Katharine. She treats the guy like shit and he still ogles over the girl. Not this time. Upon meeting him at the door, she finds that she cannot look him in the eye. There is some part of her that feels that it is wrong to go down this road.

She unlocks the door and steps through. “I was here a few weeks ago. I wanted to check up on her. But she wasn’t here.”

“And you waited this long to say something?” Ned asks, not believing what he is hearing.

“Well yeah,” Vicky says in a manner that suggests his question was a stupid one to ask.

“Did you find anything when you were here?” he asks, ignoring the fact that she is being so sarcastic with him.

“Oh yeah, I definitely did.” She says with a smile. In this instant, her nipples are already hardening and her pussy is wet, even though she wiped it dry before getting out of the car.

“Seriously?” Ned asks, sensing that whatever she found isn’t at all relevant to Kat—at least not to her missing. The girl uses the same tone and manner that Kat does when she is being naughty. “My girlfriend is missing, and you’re acting like a horny little school girl?”

Though he is obviously trying to act real concerned, even hurt by her attitude, Vicky can practically feel his eyes sliding over her, anticipating when she is going to strip down for his viewing pleasure. “The way she treats you, I can’t believe you’d even consider being her boyfriend.”

“Whatever,” he says with a grunt. “Let’s see if we can find something that she may have written down.”

Vicky follows him through the apartment, looking at every scrap of paper they can find. When they go into the bedroom, the Ryder is still sitting on the bed where Vicky had left it. Her gaze goes right to it as her cunt lips plump even more, swelling with arousal. “I used the smaller one last time,” she says. “Kat had two real big ones. I bet I could take them both though.”

“I’m sure you can handle it,” Ned says with a snarl. He doesn’t want to let on, but he would love nothing more than to take Vicky and toss her onto the bed and fuck the shit out of her. Maybe he will...

“And I bet you’d like to see me do it,” the girl suggests, walking over to the closet to grab the two dildos she had removed the first time she used the toy. She quickly takes the one off and puts these two on.

“Alright then,” Ned says. “Strip down. Let me see that gorgeous body.”

She shudders and says, “You mean let you see me fuck this machine.”

“Yeah, that’s it,” he agrees.

Vicky starts to pull off her clothes, giving the man a little glare as he watches her strip. “No touching me while I right that beast,” she says.

Ned gives her a look, considering the small price to see her in action. Then he smiles and looks toward the shelf in the closet. “I’ll tell you what. Let me put these on you.” He reaches out and picks up a pair of nipple clamps. “Once they’re one, I’ll have no reason to even think of touching you.”

Looking at the wicked little thing, Vicky licks her lips. She’s never used such a device, and she wonders if they will hurt. If they did, then it would certainly be a small price to pay for a little added pleasure. Besides, she does like her nipples squeezed from time to time ... Plus, riding the Ryder with them on would negate any discomfort she may have. “Fine,” she says. “But you have to wait until I’m on the Ryder to put them on.”

Ned nods his agreement and waves his hand at the machine now that he has them lubed up for her and she is completely naked, obviously eager to watch her ride it.

Vicky spreads her legs over the machine and begins to sit down. The lubricant glistens in the light filtering in from the window. There shouldn’t be any trouble with either entering though truthfully, the one going in her cunt doesn’t need it, but it isn’t like she is going to admit that to him. Biting her lip against a moan, the girl presses down on the thick shaft that nudges against her pussy. It is cool and slick against her heated flesh, making her shudder as she bounces gently and works herself down on it. Doing her best to ignore Ned’s avid stare and the way he is rubbing the front of his pants as she does so. There is only about an inch or so of fake cock in Vicky’s twat when she feels the other dildo nudging against her back door. She shifts slightly to get the target perfectly lined up and then lets gravity continue to do its work.

The tight ring of her sphincter burns as it opens wider than normal, making Vicky gasp and close her eyes as she begins to work herself up and down on it. She feels so tight inside, the dildos so much bigger than anything she has been playing with by herself. Both her pussy and ass burns uncomfortably and wonderfully as they are filled. She has to concentrate to keep from groaning with pleasure as she forces herself further down on those upright shafts, her legs beginning to tremble with the strain. Finally her thighs give out and she sinks down completely, her asshole protesting a bit at the rude intrusion, her pussy clenching with glee around the thick thing. When she opens her eyes, Ned has his cock out and is already rubbing it, his eyes hot with lust and hunger.

“Push the button,” Vicky demands. The machine whirs to life inside her, vibrating so deep in her that she can feel it all the way in her throat. This time she cannot stop the moan. She shudders and her thighs clench tightly around the Ryder.

Ned’s hand closes around her breast and she opens her eyes to glare up at him. He just grins evilly back at her. “Hold still,” he says.

It is harder than it sounds. Vicky wants to wiggle and move on the machine. The humming vibrations against her crotch are almost too intense to bear for long. Ned pinches her nipple harshly, making the little bud stand up even further. Vicky whimpers as the flash of pain mingles with the pleasure that is already cooing in her belly. Her crotch feels warm and full and tingly with need. When he puts the clamps on her poor little nipple, the girl lets out a loud cry and tries to reach up to take it off, but he grabs her hands and forces them away from her body. Whimpering, she jiggles and moans.

“I always knew Kat has all this stuff, but she would never let me use it,” he unnecessarily explains. “Even when she wanted me in control she said it was off limits.”

Vicky stops struggling against his hold and lowers her hands. As he cup her other breast and pinches the nipple, prepping it, Vicky bites her lip against begging him to do it. His hands on her chest are warm and entirely welcome. The clamp already attached to her nipple is making that tender bud throb, but it is bearable. She hisses through her teeth as he attaches the other clamp. Even though the sensation is new and hurts, the two pulsing cocks inside her help to distract her from the painful throbbing of her nipples.

She begins to wonder if Kat ever used the machine in front of him. She even thinks to ask him so, but she doesn’t. Then she wishes that she could watch herself, with her young body stuffed with cock, bouncing up and down, dripping pussy juices, breast jiggling, hard nipples clamped ... The tight pressure on her nipples is starting to feel really good in contrast to the complete pleasure that the whirling cocks are stirring in her lower body. Ned watches her, pushing another button on the remote. The cocks start to thrust, alternating which is pushing in as the other pulls out. Both of them rub over sensitive spots inside of the girl, causing flashes of incredible pleasure. She cries out, her back arching and thrusting her breasts forward, as if offering up her clamped, red nipples for his enjoyment.