Perverts 'R' Us

Fred! - Part 2

By Loki925 ( M/g, ir, F/dildo )

This story is totally fictitious and does not contain anything or anyone in reality, whatever that is.

Today I checked on my patient with the quadruple by-pass and he was doing excellent. He should be up in about a day or so. I also transplanted a heart. The woman I did the operation on was lucky enough to be bumped up to first on the list when a young boy riding a motorcycle died in an accident.

His head was broken like an egg but they managed to keep his heart beating. He had also checked the organ donor slot on his driver's license. We contacted the family and they agreed to letting us harvest his organs.

Not only will that young man's heart let a nice woman see her grandchildren, his other organs will save more lives. Well it's time to go home now where Fred will be happily waiting for me.

I returned home, showered and had a light meal. I am lying naked on my bed and I can hear Fred slowly buzzing. His low hum is music to my ears and I am eager for him to speak his sweet words to me.

"Yes Fred," I answer. It is time.

He eagerly jumps into my cunt "Ah Fred, speak to me." And he does with his wondrous vibrant song.

Over the next several months A and I visited X and Sweetie many times. In case you don't remember, A is the nice man I was living with when I was about 5 years old and Sweetie was a pretty girl about my age who was living with a nice man called X. He and Sweetie were black. A and I were white. Not that it matters but some people like to know things like that.

About six months after the first time I sucked X's cock, A asked me if I would not mind living with X.

I told A I would not mind at all. So that night after I had sucked X's cock, A left with Sweetie and X showed me to my room. I quickly settled into Sweetie's old room and I was happy to be there. I also knew that Sweetie would be happy with my old room.

"Yes Fred, it's time to go a little faster. Fred, that's very nice. You really like being inside me, don't you."

I can him saying 'yes', speaking to me with his vibrating voice telling me how much he loves being inside of me, and how much he enjoys nuzzling my G-spot. And I speak back as he makes my cunt so wet. "I do wish you could cum too, Fred. Dearest Fred."

I lived with X making him happy and every so often he would bring a guest for dinner. After we dined, the men would give me a double portion of hot cum dessert. I don't remember all the guests' names but like X they had only a single letter to their names.

"OH! Excu----- Me------."

Pant, pant got to catch my breath. Slower now, easy. Ah! Fred. Sometimes he just gets out of control. Maybe that's a poor word for it. He is not so much out of control as wanting so very much to make me happy. And he really loves it when my juices flow all over his resilient, soft, synthetic skin.

Time passed quickly for me. Then a few months before my seventh birthday X told me that it was once again time to broaden my horizons. I love it when I am asked to broaden my horizons. It always means something new and really interesting.

That night after he removed my silk panties X explained all the parts of my pussy to me. I listened very carefully but the thing that intrigued me the most was that he said I could cum too.

"That's right Fred, it's time again go a little slower this time. We have a lot of things to get through."

He hums back saying he will do his best and I thank him.

Well there I was naked. I had my slim little legs wide open. X guided my small finger to my cunt. When my finger was on my pussy I explored my own sex for the very first time. X placed a mirror in front of me so I could see all of myself down there.

I opened myself up and saw the hymen X told me about. He also told me that when I was seven he would be breaking that very same piece of thin flesh with his big black cock. I did not think about how painful it would be. The only thing I thought about was what it would feel like when X pumped his cum deep into my cunt.

"Yes Fred, a little faster now."

I slid my small finger between the soft folds of my pussy. I moved my finger between my tender cunt lips just like X told me to do. He seemed very pleased that I did it right the first time.

As I rubbed myself I noticed that my cunt was becoming very slick. "Yes Fred, like it is now. You do know what comes next don't you, Fred?"

I could hear his buzzing answer, "Yes," as he reminded me of that brief moment of pain.

I said, "I know but I simply must do it."

He vibrated with an understanding that only he has. Then he hummed happily knowing that he would soon be deep inside of me. "Thank you, dearest Fred," I smiled.

X smiled as he saw my little slit glisten with my very young girl juice. "Be a good girl," X said to me, "and lick your finger."

I took my finger from my cunt. I turned Fred off. He does not like that but I can't suck him very well with him buzzing in my mouth. I looked at X as I slowly put my small wet finger into my mouth.

I slowly suckled on my finger getting all the taste of me that I could. Now as I slip Fred into my mouth I can still remember my first taste of my own girl juice. It was so clean that it hardly had any taste at all.

Now as I suckle on Fred I can almost taste every cock that ever fired cum into my fuck tube. I think I like the taste of me better now than I did back then. Yes much better, earthier, much deeper layers of flavors than my small, almost seven-year-old cunt.

I licked my small finger clean and placed it back onto my hairless sex mound. Now I take Fred out of my mouth and put him between my cunt lips. He is ready to jump back into me but I tell him he must wait.

He sings back to me in his pulsating voice telling me how much he likes to be inside of me.

"Dearest Fred, I do wish you could cum."

I continued to rub my girlish slit making my pussy very wet. I heard X say, "Honey, show me your tender clitoris."

I smiled and pushed back the covering that was protecting my clit. As it popped into view, I could see the small protrusion in the mirror. It was bright pink and swollen. I looked at X and he smiled and said, "Rub your clit for me, honey."

As if he had a mind of his own Fred jumped deeply into my cunt. "Thank you Fred," I said. And he sang back saying, "Welcome."

My swollen cunt lips seal around Fred and he starts to do wonderful things deep inside of me. I can hear him speak to me in his droning voice, rubbing every inch of my fuck tube.

I rubbed my clit and watched it grow under the assault of my own finger. My legs were feeling very weak then just as they are now. "Take me there, Fred. Dearest Fred, take me there now!"

With the force of a huge thunder storm my first orgasm almost ripped my spirit from my small body. I grabbed my small hairless crotch. The thunder of that first storm echoed and reverberated over each and every one of my pleasure nerve endings.

It was intense then as it is now, as Fred takes me over the top. I explode in concurrence with my memory of the first wonderful, breath-stealing orgasm. As it does now the throbbing in my loins seemed to last forever.

As that first almost life-stealing orgasm ebbed, X asked me to do it again. I was only too happy to repeat the process. I repeated it twice more that night and on the third time I was so overwhelmed with pleasure I passed out.

"Yes Fred, I do wish you could make me pass out. But I am much older now and very used to the overwhelming pleasure you give me."

In earnest Fred resonated as only he could, thrilling my already over-heated tube to a point beyond pleasure. It was a point that sucked all the air out of my lungs. Wildly my brain filled with endorphins.

Too exhausted to continue I removed Fred from my cunt and gave him a sweet kiss goodnight.

The morning after my first orgasm I wanted to do nothing all day but give myself orgasm after orgasm. But like now I had other life commitments. Back then it was my private tutors and now it is my work as a doctor.

I barely managed to shower without stimulating myself. I still have the same problem but life for me at least cannot be all pleasure. I do not think it was the same way for X. He seemed to have more than enough wealth to spend his life having nothing but the pleasure of my small body.

But to his credit he did not. I do not know what X did with his life. But dressed in a fine suit he left the house every morning. He returned every night and we always had a wonderful dinner together.

The next few months passed as fast as the morning fades into the night. Then on the morning of my seventh birthday I woke to find the most beautiful, shimmering white dress waiting for me.

The dress was on a manikin. Just below the dress sitting on a box was a pair of white shoes. I walked up to the dress and touched it. The dress was made of pure silk. My whole body tingled with anticipation.

I opened the box and found a note that read, "No school today or tomorrow." Under the note was the frilliest pair of silk panties I had ever seen. I quickly stripped off my night gown and ran into the shower.

After I showered and dried myself with a towel I quickly ran toward my beautiful new dress. I started with the new pair of white stockings. Then I put on my exquisite new panties. They were a perfect fit.

I paused for a moment wondering when X would slip them off of me. The idea gave me goose bumps. "Yes Fred, goose bumps."

Fred is slightly disappointed that he does not have the same effect on me. I try and explain that it was my very first time and he somewhat understands. I think he is a little bit jealous that he was not the one who broke my hymen.

When I was fully dressed I gazed at myself in the mirror. I did not read that many fairy tales but I knew for sure I looked like a princess. With butterflies in my tummy I left my bedroom.

I walked into the main room and I saw that X was dressed in a strange black suit with a ruffled silk shirt and a bow tie. Mr. X told what he was wearing was a fancy suit called a tuxedo. He was wearing it in honor of the special occasion with me. I was so pleased.

"Please not just yet Fred. Oh okay then, jump into me but go very slow."

With a buzz for a smile Fred leaps into my cunt. He snuggles right up against my cervix and waits. He feels so good deep inside of me and he knows it. X took my small hand and together we walked out of the house where a limousine was waiting for us.

Somewhere between nervousness and excitement the ride in the limo seemed to me to last forever. I guessed X could see my dilemma and he smiled at me like I was a delicious dessert. Which back then for X I guess I was?

Finally the limo stopped and we got out. I had no idea where we were. But the place we were escorted into looked like some kind of wonderful tropical paradise. We were seated at a table and served the finest food I had ever tasted.

After we finished our brunch X took me outside where there was the most beautiful flower garden I have ever seen. The garden was filled with rare orchids and other very rare flowers.

The garden was the perfect place to walk and digest our food. When we were done gazing at the flowers X led me to a special room. In the room were a bed and a strange padded bench.

"Fred, please not yet."

He is just too anxious. "Yes Fred, I do understand."

Woefully he buzzes saying he can wait but not for long. "Don't worry dearest Fred, it won't be too long." I say.

He takes comfort in the fact that I understand his need for me as well as my need for him. X took his time undressing me, savoring every bit of my skin that was revealed to him as I lost each article of clothing.

Finally when only my panties were left he stopped. Slowly he removed his tuxedo. As always I watched him undress with keen interest but today it was better than ever. As I saw his soft black cock freed from his boxer shorts I smiled.

He walked over to me and slid off my panties. When I stepped out of them he smiled and asked me to sit on the bench, which I did as quickly as I could. As he walked over to me I noticed that as I was sitting on the bench his cock was even with my mouth.

"Yes Fred, you can start now."

X didn't even have to ask. My mouth was already open, waiting for my black chocolate dessert filled with cream. I put both of my small hands around his dark shaft and took the lighter mushroom tip into my mouth.

"Easy dearest Fred, I need you to ease the short pain." He buzzed "Okay."

At seven years old I was a very accomplished cock sucker. "Oh Fred, please don't be jealous. I do suck on you."

He hummed lowly and understood. I sucked the tip of X's cock and with my small hands I stroked his black shaft. His cock stiffened and I continued to nurse on it wanting my ever so luscious, slightly salty, white cream dessert.

With one hand on X's black balls, one hand on his shaft, and as much of his black cock as I could get into my small mouth I sucked on him. I knew that X was black and I was white but it did not matter to me.

I think the fact that he was black made sucking his cock even better to me. His black rod pressed against my small pink lips as I moved my head sucking his cock. "Yes Fred, I did like the difference between me and Mr. X."

"I also like that you are different too, dearest Fred." Wanting my creamy dessert I massaged X's balls. I could feel his cock stiffen. His balls tightened and his thick cream shot into my mouth.

I swallowed his cream and left a little bit on my tongue. I released his cock, opened my mouth and showed him the last gob of his cum on the tip of my tongue. He smiled at me. I closed my mouth swallowing the last bit of his thick jizz.

I licked the tip of X's cock cleaning the last dribbles of cum out of his cock slit. "Yes Fred, now is the time." Fred playfully buzzed his tip right against my cervix. X asked me to lie down on the strange bench. I did as he asked.

X pressed a button on the side of the padded bench and it lifted me up until my untried small pussy was even with his black cock. X stood in front of the bench and said, "Sweetie, play with your cunt."

Although the room was a very comfortable temperature I felt a slight chill. Now I could feel Fred was thumping my G spot deep inside of me. Back then I placed my small fingers between my narrow cunt lips and I began to stroke myself.

As I stroked my pussy I could see X stroking his cock. His white teeth sparkled behind his pink lips as he smiled at me. My small body stiffened and my legs began to shake. My heart beat quickened and my breathing became erratic.

"YES FRED! OH, X!"

With duplicate echoes my cunt twitched and twitched. My little girl juice matched my now grown womanly orgasm. As my orgasm ebbed across time I watched as X placed the tip of his cock against my small hole.

Fred switched to another gear. He wanted me to cum. He wanted me to forget the pain I remembered from back then. I have often tried to tell sweet Fred that if it were not for that brief moment we would have never met.

He tries to understand but his dildo brain is not that advanced. All Fred knows is how to give me pleasure.

I could feel X's cock separating my small cunt lips. I could feel him stroking the fat head of his cock up and down between my tender pussy lips. With the tip of his cock he teased my small swollen clit.

X paused and placed the fat head of his cock against my small opening. His black cock was like five fingers and a fat thumb compared to my small pinky sized hole. He started to push himself into me.

"Faster Fred, I really need you now!"

Gripped by some unknown force Fred bounced and buzzed inside of me. X pushed his cock past my small cunt lips and paused. My heart was pounding and I could feel X's cock pulse with the beating of his heart pressed against my thin hymen.

He smiled at me and pushed through that barrier. I screamed as the full fat length of X's cock stretched every inch of my little pinky hole. With an almost audible thud X's cock smashed against my cervix.

My cunt burned with pain but somehow I managed to look down at the connection between me and X. I could see a bulging outline of X's cock from the tip of my now over-stretched cunt almost all the way to my belly button.

I smiled. I had taken all of X's cock into me. X smiled back at me. Slowly he began moving in and out of my terribly tight cunt. It hurt but I endured it. I could see that he was getting very excited. Finally he cried out and I could feel him shooting more of his cum inside of me. I did not cum though because his big black cock hurt too much inside me.

Then X did something new and he expanded my horizons again. He knelt down between my legs and he sucked the goo out of my bloody little hole. Then he got my little pink bud to pop out of its prepuce. He licked and sucked it gently until I got terribly excited.

"YES FRED! OH, X!" X brought me to the most wonderful orgasm, teasing and sucking my throbbing little clit. He kept doing that to me until I passed out with pleasure. No man since then has ever given me so much pleasure, but now I have Fred.

Then all of a sudden Fred stopped moving. "Fred, are you okay?" I asked but he did not answer.

I pulled him out of my soaking cunt hoping it was just his rechargeable lithium battery. I slid my legs off the bed and sat up.

With a small towel I tenderly wiped him off. I stood up and carried him over to the dresser. On top of the dresser were three other sets of batteries and chargers. I opened Fred up and replaced his batteries with a freshly charged set.

I turned Fred on but nothing happened. Fred did not buzz one little inch. He was dead.

I looked at Fred. He was as hard as steel inside and soft on the outside but he was as unless to me now as tits on a bull. I shed a few tears for my poor dear Fred.

I removed his batteries. I took him to the kitchen and placed him in the recycling bin marked plastic. I walked back to my bedroom. I opened my dresser drawer. Inside a box there was a brand new Fred.

I opened the box and removed Fred. I opened him up and gave him the fresh set of recharged batteries. I turned him on and he buzzed with life. I smiled and said, "Hello Fred, would you like to go to bed with me?"

He resoundingly buzzed "Yes!"

The end.

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