I know what's coming the moment the dildo gets fitted to the machine. That click of it locking into place, and my body answers before anything has even moved. No slow introduction with a machine, no fingers first, no easing in. It sits there on the arm of it, patient and enormous, waiting for the switch, and I'm already clenching around nothing because I know exactly what it's going to do to me.

It's long. That's the first thing I register every time — not the thickness, the length. Long enough that I feel where it's going to end before it even starts. And thick with it, thick the whole way down. I'm an *nal sl*t and my body is built for exactly this. The machine doesn't care. It's just going to f*ck my *ss with a long, thick dildo and keep doing it, ruthlessly.

The first press is the worst and the best at once. The tip finds me and stops being theoretical, and my body does that st*pid hesitation before giving in. The machine has no nerves, so it just leans in and keeps leaning until the head slides past the first tight ring of me and makes room. My *ss opens for it. It always does. It's the one part of me that's c*mpletely honest.

Then it's deep and my breath comes out wrong. Back and in, back and in, so steady it's almost kind until you remember steady means forever. Long strokes, every one, dragging the whole thick length almost to the tip and driving it back so my *ss takes the full stretch twice per stroke. Then the pace picks up, strokes shorter and faster and harder to count, hammering the same deep place. The length is what ruins me.

My *ss is loud now, wet and obscene, and the machine doesn't care. It doesn't care that my legs shake or that my clit is throbbing in time with the pace, aching and untouched. Being an *nal sl*t means the machine is the best and worst thing that ever happened to me — it never tires, never stops to breathe. So I push back, taking the length deeper on purpose. Except it isn't enough. My clit is the loudest thing on the list.

So the vibrator comes out. The *nal pleasure alone wasn't enough for this *nal sl*t, and the second it lands on my clit everything changes — the throb finally gets an answer, a bright shaking b*zz that makes my whole body j*rk. The machine doesn't slow to let me adjust. And it does the trick. My hips work both ways at once, back onto the dildo and forward into the vibrator, until the deep place the dildo h*ts and the b*zz on my clit are the same event.

Nothing is a near-miss anymore. The edge builds, the machine doesn't ease up, and then it breaks — my *ss clamps down, my body locks, and the b*zz tips over into the fall. It h*ts wide and hard, and the machine f*cks me through it, ruthless as ever, still driving deep while I come around it. It keeps going after. Still full, still railed, still stretched, shaking apart around all of it...

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