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Goldilocks And The Three Bears
by Night Writer
CHAPTER THREE - Too Big, Too Small, Just Right
Goldilocks felt really strange as she swallowed the last of
the porridge. She could feel it as a lump sliding over her
tongue, down her throat, into her stomach where it began to
burn like a lump of coal. The heat was spreading through
her body, but mainly downwards into her slit.
Her breasts felt like they were swelling to double their
size, every nerve ending crawling to the skin to make them
as sensitive as possible. Goldilocks closed her eyes,
feeling her heart begin to pound harder and harder.
Something was beginning to throb inside her cavernous
regions, starting from the inside and moving out. Waves of
pleasure began to flow through it, causing little moans to
break through her clenched lips.
Goldilocks opened her eyes. She realized her hands had
pulled up her dress, even though she didn't remember doing
it. One hand was crushing her right breast in its grip,
the nipple firm against her palm. The other hand had found
its way into the crack of her ass, buried between her full
cheeks to reach her slit from behind. Three fingers had
moved the crotch of her panties aside to wedge themselves
between her now swollen lips.
Goldilocks yanked them out, gasping for air, as she
whispered, "What's happening to me?"
The porridge. It had to be the porridge. These freaks had
slipped something into it. Maybe this was all a trap to
lure young girls into their house and drug them. But
Goldilocks came back to reality with the knowledge that
this was unlikely. They were probably just weirdos. Her
town was full of them. Maybe the Bears were junkies, and
had mixed their fix into their regular meals.
Goldilocks definitely had eaten something strange. She'd
always avoided drugs at school, but she imagined it must be
something like this. She felt a little lightheaded, but
she wasn't hallucinating or anything. In fact, the only
thing that she could tell was happening was that she was
really, really horny.
Goldilocks fought the impulse to submerge her fingers in
her body again. Man, she needed it bad. But she had to
stay focused. She had to figure out how to get back to
town. When she was safely home, Goldilocks could fuck
herself all night long. And probably would.
She picked up the map and spread it out again. It was hard
to concentrate. Every sensation in her body was heightened
a thousandfold. Her panties were literally dripping. Her
muscles trembled at the pleasure rippling through them with
every breath. Eventually, after her third attempt to focus
on the map, Goldilocks gave up.
She needed to lie down. Maybe take a cold shower.
Something to keep her focused. At this rate, she'd be
trapped in these woods forever.
Through the sensual haze in her mind, Goldilocks saw a
nearby staircase. That had to lead somewhere. Goldilocks
staggered towards it. She gave up resisting and allowed
her hands to trace circles on her tender breasts through
the thin fabric of her dress. Her nipples were more rigid
than she ever remembered them being, mercilessly tickled by
rubbing against the cloth.
Goldilocks reached back and unzipped her dress. It tumbled
down the curves of her body, sliding off onto the floor.
Now she wore only her high heels and red thong panties.
Goldilocks climbed the stairs awkwardly as she dug an index
finger into her wet cavity. She licked the finger clean as
she made her way down the corridor she found at the top of
the stairs. The bathroom faced her, along with two rooms
on opposite sides of the hall. On an impulse, Goldilocks
headed into the one on the right.
It was a master bedroom. Two single beds were propped
against a wall. Goldilocks needed to lie down, but her
main concern was no longer sleep. She just wanted
somewhere to lie back and finger herself until she enjoyed
the screaming orgasm that she knew was waiting for her.
Goldilocks climbed onto the nearest bed. It was as hard as
a rock. One of those orthopedic mattresses for people with
bad backs. Not the kind of thing that Goldilocks would
feel comfortable on.
Goldilocks crawled onto the other bed. She sank
luxuriously into it. It was covered in satin sheets, the
mattress wonderfully soft. Maybe a little too soft.
Goldilocks lay back on the bed, feeling herself sink
deeper, the mattress like hands reaching up to cradle her.
Goldilocks closed her eyes and let her hands drift down to
hook her thumbs on her underwear. She gently dragged her
panties down her legs, over her thighs, down her calves, to
her ankles.
Goldilocks left them there, hooked on her feet. She spread
her legs wide, heels together, to form a circle as her
fingers descended into herself. Both hands began to
explore her tunnel, one sliding gently over the moist hood
over her clitoris, the other sinking into the velvet folds
of her dripping slit. Rubbing delicate circles over her
hard clit, Goldilocks also worked her fingers in and out of
her tunnel.
She began to rock back and forth at the twin action being
played over herself. The walls of her tunnel quivered,
grasping at her digits as if trying to pull them in deeper.
Goldilocks rolled her head back, her mouth hanging open as
her clit began to burn and tingle, growing stronger with
each passing second. Goldilocks gave off a snort, then
rubbed her right palm up and down over her hood, faster and
faster.
Something jabbed her in the back. Goldilocks broke off her
gyrations to roll over and feel under the mattress. Her
wet fingers came in contact with something cold and smooth.
She pulled it out.
It was a dildo. Colored an ivory white, it was only an
inch long, but its bullet-shaped curves brought a smile to
Goldilocks' face. Just what she needed.
But there was still something poking her. She reached back
under the mattress to pull out an even larger object, this
time a rubber vibrator about six inches long. It was
colored a fleshy pink and was molded to look like a real
penis. Goldilocks ran her fingers over the veins and
bumps. She had never seen anything like it before. It was
so real.
Then she realized there was still something under her. For
what she hoped was the last time, Goldilocks reached under
the mattress and pulled out a third object. It was another
dildo, but this was huge. At least a foot long and two
inches thick. Goldilocks swallowed at the shock of it.
She couldn't believe any woman could get a monster like
that into herself. But at this point, she was willing to
try.
As Goldilocks leaned back in the bed, the left side of the
mattress that was cradling her fell open. She rolled off
the bed to sprawl on her stomach onto the floor.
Goldilocks lay there, groaning, then the vibrator rolled
off and whacked her on the head.
Goldilocks staggered to her feet and glared at the bed. It
was soft, but there was such a thing as being too soft.
Wasn't there anything normal in this place? All she wanted
was a quiet place to relax and relieve herself. Goldilocks
remembered seeing another room across the hall. She picked
up the three dildos, kicked off her panties, and headed out
of the room.
The second bedroom was a mess, the typical guy's room. But
there was a bed, a nice, simple one. Goldilocks climbed
onto it. Perfect. The mattress wasn't too hard or soft.
Just right.
She lay back on the soft blankets and rested her head on
the pillow. Goldilocks spread her legs as she looked over
the dildoes she had found in the other room. She finally
selected the smallest one.
Goldilocks began to run the pale head of the dildo over her
netherlips. A layer of her juices made it slide easily
over her entrance. She closed her eyes, humming softly as
she savored the feel of its cool plastic against her skin.
Goldilocks slid it upwards to circle her clit a few times
with the tip. The plastic began to warm against her body.
She slid it down, leaving a wet trail. Pressing it inwards
caused it to delicately part her lips. The dildo slid
easily into her tunnel. Goldilocks rolled her head to one
side, licking her lips as she began to thrust it into her
body.
It drove her wild, needing more and more. She forced it in
deeper. And deeper. Then suddenly it was drawn out of her
fingers. Her greedy pussy had sucked its inch-long shaft
right inside of it. Goldilocks groaned as she fished
around in her tunnel with her hand until she was able to
draw it out.
Goldilocks glared at the tiny white bullet. Ordinarily,
she wasn't too concerned about size, but right now she
needed all she could get. This dildo was too small.
She tossed it onto the floor as she looked back at her
collection. Her sticky hand reached for the biggest one.
Its foot-long shaft drew a smile to her face. Yes, this
was what she needed. Goldilocks needed to be filled, all
the way, every inch of her.
She lay back on the bed again. Her legs bent to prop
themselves up, her feet nestled against her buttcheeks.
Goldilocks began to breathe slowly to relax as she turned
the dildo's thick head towards the opening of her tunnel.
The mushroom-shaped nub seemed huge as she brought it
towards her. She got a good grip on the veiny shaft, then
eased the head inside. Goldilocks closed her eyes,
wincing, as the huge member penetrated her.
It was so big. Her inner walls were stretched to their
limits to allow the intruder inside. Her body began to
react, clenching to try to force out the invader. She grit
her teeth and kept going. As the warming plastic slid
deeper inside, it sent shivers of pleasure through her
body. The craving she had felt was being satisfied with
every inch.
Goldilocks looked down at her crotch. It felt like she was
full, but the dildo was only a few nches in. The rest of
the shaft protruded from her. She moved her hands farther
along it to get a better grip, then bit her lip as she
pulled harder.
It was incredible. She had never been so stuffed in her
entire life. It felt like a balloon had been inflated
inside her, filling every nook and crevice. Her inner
walls were screaming at the edge of capacity. Her opening
was straining to wrap around the enormous member.
Goldilocks bit her lip. It was becoming painful, but it
was good kind of pain, at the edge of pleasure. And the
craving was demanding more, loving every moment of it. She
took a few more quick breaths, then eased the dildo in
another inch.
The pain crossed over the line, away from pleasure. This
wasn't working. She allowed her body to force out the
intruder, sliding it out until it popped into her hands.
Goldilocks dropped the dildo and went limp. She was too
tight. The dildo was just too big.
Goldilocks felt like crying as she crammed her fingers into
her aching hole. She was desperate for relief. As she
tried to massage herself back to life, she spied the
six-inch vibrator lying on the floor. It looked like it
was not too big, not too small. It looked just right.
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