Bite-Sized Ficlet, Double Feature: Stuffed

>Lynn moans softly, pushing back yet again.
>The large toy fills her bowels, the large flare deliciously scraping her insides.
>She has it suction cupped to the wall, pushing against the tub rim to get more in.
>Her eyes shut, Lynn waits for the tremors to stop.
>Then feeling her legs stop shaking, she slowly pulls back.
>"Oh...Oh God~" she pants, biting her lip when the flare teasingly stretches her entrance.
>She's never been so wet.
>She can hear herself dripping onto the porcelain, for God's sake.
>Gritting her teeth, Lynn pushes down again, moaning as she feels her tummy fill up again.
>Stopping just short of the base, Lynn takes a second to catch her breath.
>It's taking everything in her power not to reach down and frig herself right here and now.
>She has to be patient.
>It'll pay off soon.
>Whimpering as she pulls herself free, she freezes when she feel something brush against her lips.
>Opening her eyes on reflex, she stares face-to-face at Lincoln's bobbing boner.
>She actually forgot about him.
>Her shoulders tremble when his hand reaches down, cupping her cheek.
>Thumb stroking her cheekbone.
>Wishing it were stroking something else...
>She looks up at him with hooded eyes, fake pouting into the camera in his hand.
>"You know, camera crew shouldn't be in the shot," she purrs, pushing back roughly into the wall, her legs squirming from the pleasure.
>The sound of dripping fills her ears.
>She looks down at the hard cock in front of her.
>At the pearly bead of precum leaking from the tip.
>"But...I'll overlook it this time," she whispers, nodding invitingly.

>Lincoln takes a couple steps closer, his dick bouncing ever closer.
>She can feel the ache in her gut growing.
>Closing her eyes again, Lynn leans forward, planting her lips on the head with a soft "mwah."
>Then she parts her lips, her tongue slipping out to glide against the underside of his head.
>The taste makes her heart race, her knuckles tighten against the rim, and her loins sing for his wait what's he doing.
>Lynn's eyebrows pop up when she feels his hand grab her hair.
>Her eyes snap open when he roughly shoves his length down her mouth.
>Her nose pressed tight against his groin. his cockhead tickling the back of her throat.
>But he keeps pushing.
>Her pussy drips harder with every inch the dildo spears her.
>Until, finally, her toned cheeks pressed against the cold wall.
>Then Lincoln pulls back, ripping his cock from her throat.
>Then he rams it back in, causing Lynn's ass to slap against the linoleum.
>Lynn lets out a gurgling cry as every muscle in her body spasms.
>Like dust off a shelf, her mind is wiped clean as the orgasm tears her apart.
>Her cum pours out of her neglected hole, splattering onto the tub.
>Her ass tightens like a vice, preventing the dildo from being pulled back.
>The delicious cream of Lincoln cumming down her throat is just an afterthought compared to what she's feeling...