mannequin

 “How much is that mannequin.”

“It’s not for sale.”

“Everything is for sale.”

“But not here, madam.”

“Please, I need it.”

“Why, what are you going to do with that.”

“Well, my friend is fond of it and I need to buy it for her birthday.”

“But why a mannequin, why not a real man.”

“Shit, why would one need a real man second time, she is already married.”

“Well what is she gonna do to it.”

“She is an artist, she needs to paint on body.”

“Can’t she do it on her husband.”

“Because he doesn’t like it.”

“What would it be if she paints it on this mannequin.”

“He won’t be disturbed, he won’t be exhausted, he won’t move, he won’t make a slight movement, and whatnot every possible thing.” “But, you see, it’s not for sale.”

“Please, she needs it, she wants to practice it before she can move to the original thing.”

“Madam why don’t you try in another boutique.”

“This mannequin is perfect for her.”

“Madam it is not for sale”

“What is for sale then.”

“Clothes, t-shirts, shirts, and undergarments and whatnot every jeans and every type of shoe and every type of men’s accessories.” “She doesn’t need them.”

“Okay madam have a good day.”

“She moved out of the store and fell in a thought how to buy it, how….”

And then she moved, she proceeded to her room and all she saw was men’s underwear posters, and big hoardings with charming fair men, she wanted to fuck one of those men, she always wanted to suck a fresh bathed cock, and run with it, and hold it, and squeeze it, and have it, and make it, and be in it, and feel it, and enjoy it, and sleep in the night with her pussy tight with the dick, and have a belt tied to her and his waist, not to make separate the living hard entity and her living whole entity together, and sleep with it in it. She always dreamed of it and felt it and was curious that when would she ever going to take a dick in her mouth and the two small balls and squeeze them with her warm snake.

She proceeded towards her room and ate something. And removed her clothes and washed them. Wore the silk chemise and felt the rich fabric press her skin, and she slept. 

….

“Madam how many times should I have to say that I am not going to sell this mannequin!”

“Please… please…. my friend’s birthday is just four days from now….. please.” 

She started crying like a bitch, and the owner understood that how bad she needed it.

And he sold her the thing. She felt happy, and pressed her body to the owners, and gave him a kiss on the cheek and said, “you have done  a great deal of favour, thank you sir.”

And then she left with the mannequin wrapped in a newspaper and at last she reached her room.

She went to a store, an inner wear store the next day and asked the man, “Can you show me an underwear, and the size is this much,” and she indicated with her fingers expanding them….

And the man gave her what she needed and she went home.

                                    ….

And then the next day she took a cucumber to her room, and some honey, and some bananas. And she put the mannequin on a stand, and made it stiff not to fall down. She wore him the underwear and put that cucumber in it, and dressed him fully and she went to the bathroom and bathed and then she wore her chemise, and slowly walked to it, and took the honey and applied it on the mannequins lips and kissed it wildly and then she moved down, she moved down slowly, she didn’t leave those nipples, and she kissed them too, and she opened his pant, and the underwear and kissed the cucumber, and suck it, took it deep down the throat, and she was so hungry that It went down the throat and settled for no good in stomach. “Shit, what  have  I done, and I have nothing to suck now.” And then she remembered the banana, and she wanted to deal it delicately and she peeled it’s skin off and made a hole in between deep two centimetres and made a cut vertically so that it would look like  a dick and she poured some honey, and it was full and then she sucked the honey, and she felt her fingers in her cunt, and she put that thing on it, and rubbed it, and poured some honey all over her body and sucked the banana wild, and the honey which she brought 100ml was gone in her mouth, half on her body slipping, she ate that banana too. “Holy shit, what am I going to do, shit…….”

And then she searched her room for anything which would look exactly like a cock, and while searching she told to the mannequin, “I am going to rip you, you just wait for a while.” And then finally after searching, which she did like a man of faith in god who lost the Idol of god, she was searching for god, just like that she was searching and searching, after five minutes she found an old candle and a condom which she had stolen from the store where she used to work, and then she looked at the mannequin and told to it. “Today, you are going to die my boy.” And then she bent that mannequin in 45degree and took a rope and tied it to the neck of it and the other to the window, and she took a tape,  and stuck that on the place, and made it stick, and then she opened the condom and rolled it on the wax candle and she grabbed his neck and kissed him on the lips, and took some honey from her body, and placed it on his nipples, and kissed them, and she climbed on him, she placed her both legs on his butt, and slowly took it, and then she took it to three inches and then four and then five, six, seven, and then she was satisfied, and she moved back and forth and up and down, oh god, oh god, I am going to do it, and then she did it, she fell down and the mannequin was broken and her back was hurt and her butt was red and she made that candle stand on the bed and did it there and then she came. “Ah, finally I did it, god has mercy on me, thank you god, dear god, thank you god, I made it god.” It was her first time, and she was satisfied with it, wild and wet and all the ants crawling on her body, and then she bathed, and wore her chemise and throwed that condom outside the window, and the candle was still safe.

She was normal and she felt ecstasy at her heart,  “I finally did it, phew!”

“But I didn’t enjoy it,” said the mannequin.

She screamed….