“It does, doesn’t it,” Becky replied and then looked up at Jake, “I’ll tell you a secret, if dad’s not around and I’m stuck in the house, this is my normal outfit.
“And yea… I loooooove being smooth like this. The way the air feels caressing me, the way my skin feels when I walk, even my little landing strip is cute!”
Becky’s voice was husky as she ran her hands over her mound, Jake licking his lips when she pulled her outer lips apart to expose her glistening wet labia.
“Didn’t you say something about wanting to see my toy?” Becky finally asked when Jake gave a soft moan and reached a hand out towards Becky’s body.
Jake quickly looked up and gave a hopeful nod, Becky smiling and turning to walk out of the bathroom.
“Come on,” she called back.
Jake hurried to follow Becky who led the way back to her room. The moment he stepped inside he glanced over at her dresser, the bottom drawer now open. Becky walked slowly over to her bed and then picked something up, her body hiding it from Jake’s curious eyes.
“It’s called Venom Steed,” Becky said, her voice embarrassed and uncertain, “Like the super hero villain that’s really a good guy or something… I’ve never seen it.”
Becky turned around and Jake’s eyes opened in amazement.
“No way!” Jake exclaimed.
The toy was huge, a massive foot long dildo of molted red and purple that gradually faded to solid black at the suction cup base. The tip was flat somewhat like Jake’s own dick, but the resemblance ended there with rounded knobs circling the six inch wide head and thick veins covering the shaft covered in rounded spikes. There was even a sharp ridge that circled the shaft two thirds of the way back and a suction cup on the base.
The toy was huge, thicker than Jake’s wrist that he found impossible to believe that Becky, or even anyone would be able to fit inside of themselves, the shape definitely resembling some fantasy monster and not even remotely human.
“Becky, there’s no way that thing would fit inside of you,” Jake said in amazement.
“You don’t think so?” Becky asked and climbed up onto her bed, “Can you hand me the lube?”
Jake glanced over at Becky’s dresser that she was pointing at and walked over to find a large tube of lube still in the drawer. He picked it up and brought it over to Becky who took it and then patted the bed next to her.
Jake climbed up onto the bed, one leg hanging over the bed with the other leg angled with his foot pressing against his thigh, his erection jutting up while he watched Becky running her toy up and down over the cleft of her outer lips.
“I can’t do this all the time,” Becky said breathlessly and then squeezed a huge dollop of thick lubrication onto the top of her mound, “If I tried that Dad would make me quit riding for a week I’d be walking so funny.”
Jake laughed and nodded, “I can imagine!”
Becky brought her toy up and smeared the lubrication all over the head of the toy, the first four or five inches glistening wetly. Becky spread her legs wide, Jake moaning and reaching down to grab his cock at the sight of her dark, wrinkly inner lips parting to reveal the lighter pink of the flesh inside of her vulva. She glanced over at him and bit her lower lip, his entire focus on what she was doing between her legs.