I ripped open the box the second it hit my doorstep and there she was, the Toy Story Sex Doll, all 5'6" of silicone fuck-meat staring up at me with those blank, fuckable eyes. Tits like overinflated balloons, waist tiny enough to wrap my hands around, and an ass that jiggled when I hauled her out. The ad promised three holes ready for cock and they didn't lie. I stripped her out of the cheap shipping wrap, spread her legs on my bed, and ran my fingers straight into that smooth, hairless pussy. It was tight, warm from the heater I left on, and already slick with the lube I squeezed straight from the bottle.
I didn't waste time. My cock was rock hard before I even got my pants off. I climbed on, shoved the head against her lips, and pushed in deep. The silicone gripped me like it was alive, sucking every inch while I bottomed out. I fucked her hard from the start, hips slapping against that fake ass, grunting every filthy thing I wanted. "Take that dick, you plastic whore. This is what you're made for." The wet squelch of lube and flesh filled the room. I pulled out, flipped her over, and rammed into her asshole next. It was even tighter, the ring stretching around my shaft as I pounded her face-down into the mattress.
I switched holes every few minutes, using her mouth last. I straddled her chest, grabbed her head, and fucked that O-shaped mouth until spit and lube ran down her chin.
No gag reflex, no complaints, just warm, wet suction that made my balls tighten. I came the first time down her throat, thick ropes I watched disappear into the hole. Then I reloaded with more lube and went back to her pussy, slamming in missionary so I could watch those tits bounce with every thrust.
Hours later I was still using her. I bent her over the couch, legs spread wide, and alternated between pussy and ass until my legs burned. Every thrust made that silicone ripple and clap. I talked to her the whole time, raw and mean. "You're just a hole on legs, aren't you? My personal cum dump. Gonna fill every hole until you're leaking." When I finally shot my second load it was deep in her ass, and I left her there, leaking, while I caught my breath.
By the third round I had her on all fours, pounding her pussy from behind while I reached around to squeeze those fat tits. The smell of sex and lube was everywhere. I came again across her back, watching it drip down the curve of her spine. The Toy Story Sex Doll didn't move, didn't speak, didn't judge. She just took it, over and over, exactly the way I needed. I cleaned up, left her posed on the bed with legs spread, and already knew I'd be back for more before the night was over. She was mine now, the perfect, silent fuck toy built for exactly this.
