#dollstories

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Valerie sits on their bed and kicks their blanket to the side. Their heart is racing so fast it might explode out of their chest. God, they haven't touched themself in a long time, and they're starting to get wet just thinking about it. They open their legs and lay back against their pillows. With one motion, they lift their hips and pull their shorts and underwear off, tossing them aside.

They pick up their phone and click into a new incognito tab, then pause. So many things to get them going… After a moment, they go to a random website and scroll down the front page. A lot of the videos are the typical "fucking my stepfamily/rough fucking a random chick" types, and Valerie shakes their head. Val opens the search bar and types a few different terms that would garner something interesting.

In the meantime, they coat two fingers in saliva and move down to their vulva. Their fingers begin to rub their clit, which is already hardening in excitement. It's bigger than most and could almost be a cock, and Valerie takes almost ridiculous levels of pride in it. It slips between their fingers. Getting more excited, they buck into their hand and fuck their fingers.

They come across a video of a woman getting fucked by her boyfriend missionary style and squirting. The man looks more like Anti than they're okay with. Valerie shivers, and their clit throbs between their fingers. Anti doesn't really touch himself, and Val isn't sure if they're allowed to, either. But he isn't here right now, so they can do what they want.

Valerie clicks on the video and pops in their pink earbuds. After the ad, they're met with the man rubbing the woman's vulva and slipping his fingers into her pussy. His voice is eerily similar to Anti's as well, even vaguely having his accent. “You're so fucking wet,” he whispers, “Do you think you've been good enough to have me?” The woman whimpers and nods, and the man begins to pump himself.

“Anti…” Valerie whispers, letting his name ring out into the empty room. Their fingers slip down to their hole, which is already soaking wet. One finger goes in, wiggling around to test their elasticity. A second finger goes in. In their mind, their hand becomes Anti's. “I've been so good, Anti…”

Slowly, they stretch themself out with their fingers, letting out a soft sigh as they do. In the video, the man pushes himself inside of his partner and groans. Valerie switches from stretching to pumping their fingers in and out. “Please touch me, Anti… I love it when you touch me…” Their palm grinds against their clit, making them shudder and gasp.

Pleasure burns in their groin as they finger fuck themself, listening to the couple moaning through their earbuds and writhing on the bed. They pull their fingers out and push them back in, finding a better angle to fuck them self at. Panting, Valerie puts their phone down next to them and plays with one of their nipples. “Fuck, Anti! It feels so good!”

“Are you a good girl?” the man in the video growls.

“Yes!” Valerie moans out loud, arching their back as they slide their fingers back in. “I'm such a good doll! I'm so good!” They spread their legs wider and squeeze their eyes shut. “Just like that, Anti!”

“Aw, for me?”

Their blood freezes in their veins. The video was still playing, filling their ears with the sounds of moaning and skin slapping. But that wasn't either of their voices, that was him. Anti. Val opens their eyes and sits up, removing their fingers and snapping their legs back shut. He's not in the room anywhere, and they didn't remember hearing the door opening. They whip their head around until their eyes land on the TV, and they nearly jump out of their skin.

Anti is leaning halfway out of the TV, elbows resting on the stand under it. His chin rests on his folded hands. “I didn't expect to come back to this,” he says with a giggle. “Now keep going.”

“Sorry!” Valerie whimpers in response, trying to throw the discarded blanket over their body. Their limbs stop before they can even lean over. Anti's head tilts, and he tuts at them with a playful smirk on his lips.

“You're doing nothing wrong, I like seeing you like this. If I let you go, will you finish for me?”

His words are accompanied by batted eyelashes, which makes Valerie's stomach flutter. It sends a tingle directly to their crotch that they all too shamefully try to suppress. Their legs don't move, however, and they can feel their clit throbbing. Valerie nods eagerly to get him to release their limbs, and he does. Anti climbs all the way out of the TV and slithers towards the edge of the bed.

“I'm sorry,” Valerie apologizes again, but Anti shakes his head.

“I love watching you devote yourself to me. Now go on.”

Nodding, Valerie opens their legs again to touch themself. Their fingers gently rub over their clit, massaging themself for Anti to see. His eyes widen as they slip their fingers down into their pussy again. Val watches his reactions carefully, shifting slightly in discomfort as he stares. Their eyes meet.

“Let yourself go,” Anti whispers. “Say my name.”

“Anti…” Valerie lays back to try and relax more, spreading their legs more. “It feels good, Anti…”

“Are you a good doll?”

They nod in response. “I'm a good doll, Anti! I'm a good doll for you!”

A hand touches either of their thighs, caressing and kneading the soft skin under his fingers. “And who do you belong to?”

Valerie moans and fingers themself faster, feeling the pleasure building up more and more. “You! I belong to you, Anti!”

“Good doll. Now look at me.”

With a strangled gasp, Val gazes down at Anti's face between their thighs.

“Cum.”

And they do. Valerie sobs as their orgasm rips through their body, squirting against their hand and shaking like a leaf in Anti's grasp. Everything around them is warm and fuzzy. They pull their fingers out of their body, instinctively raising them to their lips to lick off the fluids, but Anti pulls their hand back down. His tongue laps at their digits until they're no longer sticky. Finally, when Valerie comes to, he's sitting next to them and dabbing sweat off of their forehead with a McDonald's napkin.

“Did I do okay?” they ask, looking up at him through their still-swimming vision. Anti smiles, not a smirk or villainous grin, but a soft, genuine smile.

“You did amazing,” he says back. He leans down and kisses their forehead, then pulls back. “Valerie?”

Valerie's breath gets caught in their throat. He rarely uses their full name. “Yeah?”

“Let's do this again.” And with that, Anti gets up. Val sits up, thinking that he's leaving to do some other activity, but he returns with a rag. He cleans their vulva and inner thighs, Val shivering from the sensation, then he leaves again. It's… strangely domestic, they think, but they're not complaining.

He loves me, and I love him.

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Now this was something Chase had never done before.

Jasmine sat between his legs, a coy smile crossing its face as it gazed down at him. His cock dropped precum onto his tummy. As he looked up at it, Jasmine took hold of his cock with both hands and began to slowly pump it. Its fingers massaged him at an excruciatingly slow pace, drawing a soft whimper from his throat. The doctor giggled.

“You're so cute!” it said, stopping what it was doing to lean down toward his face.

Chase whined softly. Jasmine had been teasing him for the past half hour or so, kissing and biting him all over and stripping him down to nothing but his hat. Laying him down on his back and occasionally pressing its fingers inside of him to stretch him out. Stripping its own clothes away and playing with itself in front of him. Moaning about how it couldn't wait to ruin him.

Their lips met, and he could feel Jasmine's cock rubbing against his own. He bucked his lips up to try and get off, but his lover pulled away. “Stop it, you'll cum too soon.”

“Then-” Chase started, but he cut himself off. Jasmine's eyebrow raised.

“Then what? What should I do?”

There was only one way to get what he wanted, wasn't there? After a minute, he mumbled, “Then fuck me.”

“Fuck you?” When Chase nodded, Jasmine smirked. “Can I get a ‘please, Jasmine?’ to go with that?”

“Can you fuck me? Please, please fuck me, Jasmine!” Chase pleaded. His voice raised an octave when Jasmine stuck two fingers into his mouth in the middle of his begging. They disappeared behind his thighs, and he felt them prodding at his hole.

“You're doing great, you know.” Jasmine wiggled its way inside of him, resting its fingers up to the knuckle in him. “I don't want to hurt you, though, so I have to prep you a little more.”

Chase groaned at the news. “Come on!”

“It'll only take a few minutes, Honey.” Jasmine's fingers began to move again, sliding in and out with a little difficulty. They widened, slowly stretching his hole around them. The doctor bent down and removed its fingers, which made Chase jerk and gasp, and it licked his hole a few times. Its fingers went back in. This time, they slid all the way in with no difficulty.

“You're taking this very well,” it said, thrusting its fingers in and out of him. Chase moved his hips to the rhythm. “I'm going to add another finger now, don't freak out.”

The fingers slid out of him, soon coming back with an added third finger. Chase couldn't help it, he gasped and tossed his head back into the pillow. Jasmine curled its fingers upward, continuing to thrust them inside of him. He moved his hips right as it curled them, causing them to brush against something. His body jolted.

“Fuck!” he moaned. “Fuck, that felt good.”

“I can see that,” Jasmine replied with another giggle. Its fingers had slid out of him when he moved, so it quickly worked its way back into him and started finger fucking him. It kept hitting his sweet spot, causing him to whine higher and higher in between swears. Heat rose in his cheeks and groin. “Oh, you sound amazing, Honey. I think you're ready.”

“Thank God, finally…” Chase mumbled, his cock twitching hard at the news. However, Jasmine climbed over him and rested on his chest. “Wait, what’re you-”

“You didn't think you'd get out of using that pretty mouth of yours, did you?” Jasmine’s cock rested against one of his collarbones. It brought its knees up and rested them on either side of his head, hovering its crotch above him. Chase stared up at it for a moment before opening his mouth, allowing it to put its cock in there. It thrust into his mouth, and he loosened his jaw to let Jasmine use him. He sometimes hollowed his cheeks out and licked it, but Jasmine did most of the work itself.

“You’re so adorable right now,” it whispered. When it was satisfied, it pulled out and wrapped a hand around its cock, moving back to sit on his chest. Soft pants escaped its mouth as it pumped itself. Chase looked back at it with pleading eyes.

“Jasmine? Can you please fuck me?”

Something changed in Jasmine’s face. Maybe it was that his voice was heavy with exhaustion and earnest, or maybe because his cock was twitching from the compliments he was getting, but it crawled back between his thighs immediately. Though, it didn't do so without purposefully dragging its wet pussy lips along his length. It bent down to lick him one last time before looking up at him.

“Are you ready?” it asked quietly. Its eyes softened as they wandered across his nakedness.

“As ready as I'll ever be.”

And with that, Jasmine lined its tip up with his entrance and sank into him.

He didn't know how big it was, but whatever length it was, it was filling him perfectly. As it slowly penetrated him, his jaw dropped open and he moaned. Jasmine’s arms wrapped around his thighs to help it slide in. His legs hooked over its shoulders.

When it was fully seated inside of him, it stopped. “How do you feel? Is it okay?”

“So good!” Chase gasped, his head tilted back. “Start moving!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!”

Jasmine nodded, then pulled its hips back. Just as its tip was about to pop out, Jasmine thrust forward and set out at a gentle pace. Chase rolled his hips to meet its thrusts, moaning loudly every time their bodies met. His skin felt like it was on fire.

“You feel amazing,” Jasmine praised him. It let go of his thighs to put its hands on either side of his chest, fucking him a little faster now. “You should see yourself right now… Shit, you're so tight, I fit perfectly inside of you. You were made for me, Chase!”

“Fuck!” Chase moaned. One hand reached up to grip the bed, the other went down to play with his cock. “Can you go a little harder? Please?”

His lover obliged, thrusting into him even harder. “You’re cute when you beg, Chase. Fuck, look at you. You're fucking drooling, your tits are bouncing-”

“Tits?”

Jasmine nodded, leaning down to press a hand against his chest. “I mean, what else could you call them? They're all round and bouncy… I have to stop myself from groping you sometimes.” It ran a finger over his cheek, then sat up straight again. “You're adorable, you know that?”

Chase kept jerking himself off while Jasmine thrust into him. That same heat began to boil in his groin again, gazing up at Jasmine with a flushed, wet face. He hadn't even noticed that he was drooling until it pointed the line of spit out. He couldn't last much longer. “Jasmine?”

“Yeah?”

“Fuck me as hard as you can.”

Jasmine's grin widened with delight. “Anything for you,” it whispered, brushing a hand against his face. Suddenly, its pace completely changed, and it slammed its cock into him. Chase’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. He didn't think it could pound someone like this.

“FUCK! Fuck, it’s so good, Jasmine, fuck me like that! Yeah, just like that, oh God, fuck, fuck!” Chase closed his eyes, his mouth spilling every word that entered his brain. Eventually, he devolved into hoarse shouts of “fuck yeah!” and “fuck, Jasmine!” The heat inside him burned hotter than he had ever felt it burn before.

“Chase, I'm gonna cum!” Jasmine moaned. “You're perfect, Chase, make me cum!”

Everything crumbled. Chase sobbed one final time and came, painting both of their chests and tummies with semen. His legs wrapped around Jasmine, who hugged Chase tight around his neck. It buried its face in his skin and moaned, and Chase could feel its cock twitch hard inside of him. Warm semen filled him up. The two of them lay there together, panting and holding each other close.

One of Chase's hands reached up and tangled itself into Jasmine's hair. Its cock was still inside of him, but he could feel it going soft. He put his hand under its chin and lifted it, making eye contact with Jasmine. They looked at each other for a moment before he gave it a peck on the lips. It blushed and glanced away.

“That was great,” he said. “I've never done that with someone before.”

“You've never had sex before?” Jasmine joked, giving him a toothy grin.

“Well, yeah, but I've never been the one getting fucked before. I liked it.”

The doctor wiggled out of his grasp, pulling out of him as gently as possible. It smiled down at him. “I'm glad! You really were amazing, I've never seen a man be so cute. Are you sure you've never done that before?”

“I, uhh… you think I'm cute?”

“Yeah.” Jasmine stretched its back, its chest perfectly on display as a way to end their sexcapades. Now it was Chase's turn to blush.

“Thank you,” he mumbled, sitting up and hugging it. “I didn't think that today could get better.”

“Aww, you're welcome! Now let me up, I need to grab some wipes.”

Chase let go, and Jasmine got off of the bed. It walked over to its bag, opened a side compartment, then returned with a package of wet wipes. He took one and began wiping the drying semen off of himself. Across from him, Jasmine gave itself a once-over with a wipe. “I'm done!”

“No you're not,” Jasmine said. “Bend over, I need to wipe you off down there too.”

Jasmine watched him turn and bend over, resting on his hands and knees. Its hands spread him open and quickly wiped some gunk away.

“The view back here is gorgeous.”

Chase blushed harder. “Uhh, thanks?”

“Now, don't freak out, but I'll have to tell Dr. Hanson that we did something together so that he can check in on you. He sees you more often than I do.” Jasmine slapped his ass, which made him jolt and yelp.

“What was that for?”

“Sorry, couldn't resist.”

Chase lay on his stomach. A hand rubbed his back, and he leaned into the touch. His tummy was twisted into knots. Jasmine tried to move its hand, but he whimpered until it started rubbing his back again.

“Are you okay?” Jasmine asked quietly.

The man raised his head. “I don't want you to go.”

“I have to, though. But you know that I'll be back for you in a few days.” When Chase didn't respond, it sighed. “I know, Honey. You'll be out of here one day, and we'll start over. We can get far away from here.”

“Better sooner than later…”

Jasmine pulled away from him. “I have to leave, you should get dressed as well. I love you.”

Turning over, Chase smiled up at it. “And I love you.” Jasmine leaned down and kissed him on the lips, and he chuckled. “That never gets old.”