The "Make A Wish" Doll Part 1

 (Author’s note:  this is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person(s) living or dead is purely coincidental.  All characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are at least 18 years of age.  This work is copyrighted and may not be distributed in any way by any person(s) without the express written consent of the author.)

Steve had always loved Christmas from the time he was a child until he was married and had a child of his own.  At ten years of age Jennifer was the love of his life and was the spitting image of her mother – which was both a good and a bad thing.  It was a good thing because his wife, Brittany, was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.  She was a leggy, full busted natural blonde with a party attitude and the most intense sex drive of any woman he’d ever encountered.  Hindsight being 20/20, Steve should have realized that those traits, while enjoyable to him at the time, would certainly lead to disaster should he marry her.  The party attitude coupled with the intense sex drive should have been enough to set off warning bells in his brain.  But he married her anyway, and Jennifer was born a year later.

It was a bad thing because the physical resemblance was a reminder that after almost 8 years of marriage and 7 years of motherhood, Brittany’s party attitude and high sex drive had not changed but had instead led to her abandoning her family and running off with her physical trainer.  Steve had hired a private investigator once she had run off to find as much dirt on her as he could so Steve could use it against her at the divorce hearing, and the investigator uncovered a string of sexual affairs that ran all the way back to the month after they were married.  Steve had been oblivious to it all, especially after Jennifer was born, and his wife had taken full advantage of it.  The divorce was still pending, and as soon as his attorney could locate her to sign the final papers it would be all over, and Steve could get on with his life.

Raising Jenniferby himself was going to be a challenge but Steve knew he could do it.  He was a financial consultant who owned his own business, so it was an easy task to arrange his work schedule so that he didn’t go in until after Jennifer was gone to school, making sure he was home in plenty of time to be there when she returned.  His office manager, Allison, was the best he’d ever seen, and he had full confidence in her ability to run the office in his absence while he raised his daughter.  She was only a year younger than he was so they had a lot in common, although neither of them had ever had any contact with each other outside of work. 

Jennifer's eighth birthday, the first one after his tramp wife had left, was tough, but they made it through okay.  This was going to be their first Christmas with it being just the two of them, and the closer they got to December the more Steve saw Jennifer's mood change.  He tried to keep her spirits up and did a pretty good job of it, but sometimes the gloom would set in, and seeing the effects it had on his only child broke his heart.

One night at dinner they were talking about decorating the house, and the talk turned to what Jennifer wanted for Christmas.

“I want a “Make A Wish” doll!” she said, her eyes lighting up with a big smile on her face.  “Please, Daddy, please, can I have a “Make A Wish” doll?” Jennifer asked, clasping her hands in front of her and giving him her best “little girl lost” look.  Steve laughed at her, reaching over and rubbing her on the top of her head.

“I’ll have a talk with Santa and see what I can do, okay, sugar?” he said.  Jennifer nodded as she replied.

“Okay, Daddy!”

From that moment on Jennifer's mood stayed bright and cheerful, with none of the sporadic gloominess that she was prone to before.  Steve saw this and was determined to get her the doll she wanted; after all, if just the mere thought of having one made his daughter this happy, he could only imagine how happy she’d be when she opened the box on Christmas morning and saw the doll inside.

It only took Steve about ten minutes to find the doll online, and he bought it immediately despite it being much higher in price than your average doll.  But that didn’t matter to him because he could certainly afford it, and even if he couldn’t, he would have found a way to buy it anyway because Jennifer was certainly worth it.  The doll was about the size of a Barbie doll and was the most realistic-looking doll he’d ever seen – if the pictures were accurate, that is.  He’d know once the doll arrived.

It took about a week for the doll to arrive, and when Steve opened the shipping box and took out the box containing the doll itself, he was amazed at what he saw.  The pictures he’d seen were accurate, no doubt about it.  Looking at the doll through the clear plastic window on the box he saw that the doll was wearing a short sleeve white shirt and pink shorts, with sandals on her feet.  As he looked the doll over he was amazed at the detail.  It looked so much like a little person, the blue eyes looking almost real and the light brown hair shining in the light just as real hair did, that it was downright spooky, and Steve guessed that the accuracy was the reason it was so expensive.  But as long as it made Jennifer happy, it would be worth it.  He wrapped it up and put it under the Christmas tree, looking forward to seeing her reaction when she unwrapped it in two weeks on Christmas morning.

And her reaction was just what he was hoping for.  She screamed and jumped for joy, grinning from ear to ear.  Steve had never seen her this happy, and it made him feel very good inside.

“He heard me, Daddy, Santa heard me!” she said, looking over at him as she held the box out so he could see.  “He brought me the doll I wanted!”

“That’s what Santa does, baby,” he said, grinning himself. 

She took her time opening the box containing the doll, being careful not to rip the box as she would normally do but treating it as if it contained the Holy Grail – which to her, it did.  She was grinning from ear to ear when she reached inside and took the doll out, holding it up to look at it.  The eyes on the doll were so life-like that Steve could have sworn they were looking back at her, but that was silly – wasn’t it?

“I’m going to call you ‘Penelope!’” she said, hugging the doll to her chest and smiling.  She looked over at Steve, and the pure joy in her face brought tears to his eyes.

From that day forward the doll became Jennifer's best friend, going everywhere with her – as long as she was in the house, that is.  Steve had asked her not to take the doll outside so nothing would happen to it, and Jennifer readily agreed.  Jennifer would leave Penelope sitting on her bed, propped up against the pillows when she went to school, and the first thing she always did when she came home after dropping her backpack on the floor of her bedroom was pick the doll up and hug it.  Then she would proceed to tell Penelope all about her day, something that always made Steve smile.

One day out of the clear blue nowhere Steve had an inspiration to do something that he hadn’t done in a very long time, since before his wife left.  The more he thought about it the more the idea appealed to him, so he stopped by the grocery store on the way home and picked up what he needed.  The next morning, which just happened to be a Saturday, he got up and fixed a big batch of homemade blueberry pancakes.  This just happened to be Jennifer's favorite breakfast, and he didn’t know why he hadn’t made them before now.  But he did today, and that’s what counted.

When Jennifer came into the kitchen to eat breakfast her eyes lit up and she grinned, running over to Steve and hugging his neck when he knelt down to greet her.

“Thank you, Daddy!” she said, kissing him on the cheek.  “Blueberry pancakes are my favorite!”

“I know, baby, that’s why I made them for you,” he replied, returning her kiss on the cheek. “I just don’t know why I didn’t make them before now.”

“You made them because I wished for them, Daddy!” she said, looking at him and smiling.  “I told Penelope yesterday that I wished you’d make blueberry pancakes, so she made my wish come true!”  Steve smiled at her, being careful about what to say next.

“Well, I’m glad you got your wish, baby,” he said, running his hand over the top of her head.  “And I’m glad I was able to make your wish come true.”

“Penelope did it, Daddy!” she replied with the unassuming candor of a child.  “She’s a wish doll, and that’s what she does!  I made a wish to her and she made it come true!  I have to be careful, though, because you only get three wishes, and I don’t want to use them all up!”

“Where did you hear that you only get three wishes?” Steve asked, looking down at her.

“That’s what it said on the box, Daddy,” she replied, “didn’t you read the box?” she asked.

“I guess I missed that,” he said, smiling at her.

“Well, I’ve only got two wishes left so I have to be careful!” she said, smiling up at him and hugging Penelope close. 

‘Oh, to be a child again!’ Steve thought to himself, smiling at his daughter.  She was happy, and that was all that mattered.

“So how about we go eat those blueberry pancakes you wished for before they get all cold and yucky?” he asked, tousling her hair.  She nodded as she replied.

“Okay, Daddy!” she said, still grinning.

* * * * * *

The next night after Jennifer had gone to bed, Steve was sitting in the furnished basement his soon-to-be ex-wife used to call his “Man Cave,” a term that Steve abhorred (which may have been the reason she insisted on using it) watching one of his favorite adult videos on the big screen TV mounted on the wall.  This one was short as porn videos went, only about seven minutes long, but was very hot and very intense.  It was a POV-style video starring his two favorite porn stars who also happened to be best friends in real life, both of them portraying ‘living dolls’ wearing lacy black bodysuits as they gave the lucky stunt cock a double blowjob.  It ended with a pretty spectacular facial, the two ‘living dolls’ kissing and sharing the man’s cum at the end. 

Watching porn was pretty much the sum total of his love life ever since his wife had left; he was too busy raising his daughter to worry about getting laid, although there were times when he felt it more than others.  Tonight was one of those times. 

“Damn, what a lucky son of a bitch!” Steve said, clicking off the TV when the video was over.  He got up to go upstairs, and when he bent over to put the remote on the coffee table in front of the small couch he saw the legs of Jennifer's ‘Make A Wish' doll sticking out from under the throw pillow on the end of the couch.  He looked down for a moment, then moved the pillow out of the way and picked the doll up.

“Now just how in the world did you get down here, Penelope?” he asked the doll.  He knew that Jennifer always slept with the doll in her arms, so he had no idea how it had ended up on the couch in his basement.

“I’ll just have to ask Jennifer about this in the morning, I guess,” he said, still looking at the doll in his hand.  He went to go upstairs, looking over at the now-dark TV as he did. 

“Man, I sure wish I had a doll that would suck my dick like that,” he said, one half of his mouth turning up into a smile.  Then he looked down at the doll in his hands as he continued.

“How about it, Penelope?  Can you do that for me?” he asked the doll, smiling.  “Man, I sure wish you would!  I can’t remember when’s the last time I had a good blowjob.”  He chuckled to himself as he went upstairs, the doll in his hand.  After creeping into his daughter’s room so as to not wake her and slipping her doll under her arm, he went to his own room to get undressed and get into bed.  He was asleep in moments.

One of the things about being a parent, especially a single parent, is that you become a light sleeper to listen for unusual noises coming from your child’s room.  Steve was no different, so when the door to his room opened with only the very slightest creak he was awake instantly.  He turned his head to look over at the door while lying on his back, and his mouth fell open at what he saw.

“What the fuck?” he said, sitting up and shaking his head in surprise and amazement at the woman he saw slipping into his bedroom.  She was about five feet five inches tall with a spectacular figure, and to his surprise she was wearing a black lace bodysuit with a black and white striped bra and no panties – the exact same outfit he had seen on one of the porn stars in the video he had been watching.

“Sssshh!” the woman shushed him with a finger to her lips, “You’ll wake Jennifer!” she whispered, closing the door behind her and then turning to walk over to the bed, a smile on her face.

“Who the hell are you, and what are you doing here?” he asked, sitting up in bed.  “How the hell did you get in my house?”  She stepped into the middle of the room, and Steve’s mouth dropped open as he saw her face in the moonlight coming in through the window.  She had light brown hair down to her shoulders and the bluest eyes he’d ever seen, so blue they shone in the moonlight.

“No, it can’t be,” he said softly, “it just can’t be!”

“I’m Penelope, you brought me here, and I’m here to grant the wish you made earlier tonight,” she replied, walking over to stand next to the bed and smiling down at him.    

“My…my wish?” he said, still trying to gather his wits about him. 

“Yes, your wish,” she said, bending over and pulling the covers down to his knees, exposing his naked body to her.  Then she dropped to her knees next to the bed, reaching out to grasp his flaccid cock as she did, wrapping her fingers around it.  She looked at him, her blue eyes shining, as she continued. 

“You did wish for me to suck your cock, didn’t you?” she asked, tugging firmly on his shaft in her hand, an innocent look on her face.

“Well, yeah, but…but I…” he stammered, speechless.  Her hand was warm and her grip firm, and his cock was rapidly responding.  He was growing thicker, longer, and harder by the moment, and he couldn’t remember when he’d gotten hard that fast.

“Then that’s what I’m here for, to grant your wish by sucking your cock,” she said, smiling sweetly at him. 

“But you’re…you’re a…a doll, you’re not real!” he said, still sitting up on his elbows.  “This can’t be happening!  Can it?” he said, incredulous.

“Yes, I’m a doll,” she replied, pausing to lean over and lick the underside of the head of his cock with the softest, wettest tongue he’d ever felt.  “I’m a wish doll, and I’m here to grant your wish.  Now why don’t you lay back,” she said, pausing to lick his cock again, “and let me do what I came here to do?” she said, looking at him with that innocent look again.  Then she opened her mouth and leaned over, engulfing the head of his semi-erect cock and sucking it into her wet mouth.  He watched in amazement as her cheeks hollowed in with the suction she was applying, letting out a moan when she ran her soft, wet tongue along the underside of the head while pumping it with her hand.

“Holy shit!” he exclaimed as he felt his cock getting bigger and harder faster than ever before.  He wasn’t sure if it was the length of time since he’d had a blowjob or her skills, or maybe a combination of both.  All he knew is that he was getting really hard really fast as Penelope ran her tongue over and around his shaft, pumping it with her hand as she sucked on it.  Penelope slipped her mouth from his cock and looked at him as she spoke.

“Not so loud, you’ll wake Jennifer!” she said, her voice a hushed whisper.  Steve nodded as she clamped her lips around his cock again, picking right up where she had left off.  She slid her mouth up and down the first half of his now-fully erect cock while she gripped the bottom half firmly with her hand, pumping it in time with her mouth moving up and down.  She swirled her tongue over and around the head of his cock, making him shiver, and she glanced up at him at this.  He saw her smile around his cock in her mouth, her blue eyes sparkling in the moonlight.  She slipped his cock from her mouth just long enough to speak.

“You have a great cock, Steve,” she said, smiling at him while pumping his cock with her hand.  “So nice and big, thick and hard, so hard for me!” she said, turning to look at his cock in her hand.  “And your precum tastes so good!” she said, sticking out her tongue and licking off the big drop of the clear fluid that had appeared at the tip of his cock as she pumped it. 

“Do I get to taste you?” he asked, recovering his senses now and beginning to just go with what was happening.  He’d figure it out later; right now he was just going with the flow.

“One wish at a time!” Penelope replied, looking at him and grinning.  Then she turned back to his cock and opened her mouth, pursing her lips out in a move he found exciting before she leaned over and wrapped her lips around his cock once more.

She began sliding her mouth up and down his throbbing shaft in even, deliberate strokes, pumping his cock in her hand in time with her mouth.  She was gripping him very hard, almost to the point of pain, but he liked it – and he had a feeling she knew this.  She glanced up at him as she sucked on his cock, smiling around his cock in her mouth as she sucked on him.  He couldn’t believe the amount of suction she was applying, her cheeks hollowed in from the force, but considering that she was a doll and not a live person – was she? – he figured she could do things a real woman couldn’t.

He sat back on his elbows and watched her working on him, her warm, wet mouth sliding up and down on his throbbing cock over and over again.  He felt his balls twinge for the first time and knew that it wasn’t going to be long before he was blowing his load all over Penelope, and as if she had read his mind she slipped her mouth from his cock and looked up at him as she spoke, still gripping his shaft in her hand.

“Would you like to cum on my face or in my mouth?” she asked, her blue eyes wide and questioning.  Steve didn’t hesitate for a moment with his answer.

“In your mouth,” he replied, and Penelope smiled.

“I was hoping you’d say that, because I really want to see if your cum tastes as good as your precum!” she said, her teeth white in the big smile that crossed her face.

‘My God, but she’s beautiful!’ Steve thought to himself as he looked at her smiling up at him.  Then she turned back to his cock in her hand and opened her mouth again, lowering her mouth down and clamping her lips around his shaft once more.  She moved her hand out of the way and slipped her mouth all the way down on his cock, taking his entire length into her mouth and down her throat.  He could feel the head of his cock pressing against her throat, and he jumped when she swallowed around it.

“Holy shit!” he gasped, trying to be quiet so as not to wake his daughter.  Penelope began sliding her mouth up and down the length of his shaft, one hand resting on his stomach as the other gripped and squeezed his balls as she deep-throated him over and over again.  She was like a machine, sucking on him hard, sliding her mouth up and down on his shaft in long, fluid, even strokes, the soft sucking sounds of her mouth sliding up and down on him filling the room.  He’d never had a blowjob as intense and as expertly done as the one she was giving him, and he knew that he’d be cumming in no time if she kept this up.

And she did just that, never pausing for a moment in her efforts to make him cum.  She slid her wet, sucking mouth up and down the length of his hard cock over and over again until he felt his balls shifting in preparation for his orgasm.  She must have felt it as well because she gave his balls a firm tug as she pushed her mouth down hard onto his cock, her nose bumping against his abdomen as she took him as deeply into her mouth as she could.  She increased the tempo just a bit, and that was enough to drive Steve over the edge.

“I’m gonna cum!” he groaned, gripping the sheets in his fists as he felt his cock swelling as his orgasm built.  Penelope nodded quickly around his cock, increasing her tempo and the suction again, and that was all it took.  Steve threw his head back and groaned through clenched teeth as his orgasm hit, his cock exploding in Penelope’s mouth.  He heard her cry out around his cock in her mouth as he came, her hand squeezing his thigh as the other one squeezed his balls.  She continued sucking on him, never ceasing or slowing the motions of her mouth up and down on his shaft as he came hard.  His cock pumped stream after stream of hot cum into her waiting mouth, and she took it all without pause.

Steve came hard, harder than he could ever remember, his cock throbbing and pulsing in Penelope’s sucking mouth as she drained the cum from him.  When the pumping and throbbing finally slowed and stopped, Steve was left gasping for breath from the intensity of his orgasm.  Penelope pushed her mouth all the way down onto his cock and held it there as the last spasms ran through it, then slowly slipped her mouth up his shaft and over the head, dragging her lips over the sensitive head and sucking on it as she slid it from her mouth.  She gripped his shaft in her hand as she kissed the tip of his cock before looking up at him, giving him a smile with her mouth closed.

Looking him in the eyes Penelope opened her mouth and showed him her mouth full of his cum.  She lifted her tongue through it and let it run off the sides several times before swirling her tongue through the large pool of white cum, playing with it as she smiled at him.  Her blue eyes were sparkling as she teased him with the best cum play he’d ever seen before closing her mouth and swallowing his cum down with a soft ‘gulp.’  She opened her mouth to show him it was gone, then licked her lips slowly and enticingly.  She looked over at his cock and saw a small drop of cum on the tip, then bent over to suck it into her mouth and swallow it as well.  She grinned at him as she spoke, her blue eyes still sparkling.

“Wow, Steve, you came a lot!” she said, her hand still wrapped around his slowly softening cock.  “And your cum tastes just as good as your precum does!”

“I can’t believe this is really happening!” Steve said softly, trying not to wake his daughter.  “You’re a…I mean, you’re really a….are you really a doll?” he asked, trying to process it all now that he had finally cum and could think clearly again.  “Is this real, or am I dreaming?” he asked, looking at those sparkling blue eyes.  Penelope smiled sweetly at him as she replied.

“Yes, Steve, I’m really a doll, and no, you’re not dreaming.  This is real; I really sucked your cock, you really came in my mouth, and I really swallowed your cum!” she replied.  “And you came a lot, too, if I do say so!”

“But how…how is this possible?” he asked.

“Anything is possible as long as you believe,” she replied.  Then she stood up and looked down at him for a moment, still smiling as she continued.

“But now I must go.  I have to get back to Jennifer's room before she wakes up and finds me missing,” she said, then turned and walked towards the door. 

“Penelope, wait,” Steve said as she put her hand on the doorknob.  She paused and turned to look at him, her hand still on the doorknob.

“Yes, Steve?” she said, still smiling.

“I…uh, well, I…thank you,” he stammered, trying to smile.  Her smile got bigger as she replied.

“You’re welcome,” she said, then turned back to the door and opened it.

“Will you come back?” Steve asked.  “I mean, will you…well…” he started to say, stumbling over his words.  Penelope looked back at him and smiled, her voice soft now that the door was open.

“You did ask if you would get to taste me, didn’t you?” she asked, and Steve nodded as he replied.

“Yes, I did, and yes, I do,” he said.

“Then all you have to do is wish for it,” she said.  “But you have to be holding me in your hand when you do, and you only get three wishes,” she explained.

“So Jennifer told me,” he replied.  “Why only three?” he asked.

“Those are just the rules, Steve,” she replied, still smiling at him.  “I have to go now before Jennifer wakes up,” she said.  She gave him one last smile and was gone, walking out of the door and closing it behind her.

Steve lay there for a few moments, still processing what had just happened, then jumped out of bed and threw his lounging pants on before opening the door and leaving his room, walking down the hall to his daughter’s room.  He turned the knob gently and slowly opened the door so as not to wake her, poking his head in and looking into the room.

Jennifer was lying on her back in her bed, sound asleep, holding Penelope in her arms.  Steve looked at them for a moment longer, then gently closed the door and padded barefoot down the hall back to his room.  He went inside and closed the door, then went over and sat on his bed.

“I must be losing my mind!” he said out loud to himself as he thought about what had just happened.  “There’s no way – no way – that a doll, a wish doll, came to life and sucked my dick like I wished she would!  There’s just no way!” he said, pausing to think.

“Is it?” he asked himself out loud.  He stood up and slipped out of his lounge pants, tossing them on the end of the bed, then got back into bed and lay on his back with his hands behind his head, staring up at the ceiling and trying to make sense of everything that had just happened.

IF it had happened, anyway.

* * * * * *

The next morning after Jennifer left for school Steve went into her bedroom and stopped at the foot of her bed, seeing Penelope sitting on the bed, propped up against the pillows in her usual place.  He half expected to see her wearing the lacy outfit and striped bra from the previous night but saw that she was wearing her usual white shirt and pink shorts instead.  He stood there for several long moments, still undecided as to what to do.  A part of him still thought that what had happened the night before was nothing but a very vivid dream, but the other part thought that it had really happened.  As he looked at the doll sitting on the bed, he was still undecided.

“Well, there’s only one way to find out, huh?” he said to himself.  He walked around the side of the bed and reached down to pick up the doll, holding it in both hands as he looked down at it.  He could swear the eyes were looking back at him as he did.  He took a deep breath and then spoke.

“I wish you would come into my room tonight and make love to me, letting me taste you as you tasted me before we have sex,” he said, looking down at the doll in his hands.  He nearly dropped it when he saw a very brief flash in the doll’s eyes, and he gasped in surprise.  He put the doll back on the bed where he found it and then walked out of the room, a little shaken and anxious to see what was going to happen that night.

He found it difficult to concentrate at work that day and Allison, being the competent manager that she was, picked up on it.

“Are you okay, Steve?” she asked after a few hours.  “You seem out of sorts today.  Is everything okay with Jennifer?  She’s not sick or anything, is she?”  Allison stood in front of Steve’s desk, holding a couple of file folders to her chest with her arms folded over them as she stood there.

“I’m fine, Allison, really,” Steve replied, looking up from his papers and smiling at her.  “I’m just a little preoccupied today, distracted a bit, really.  It’s nothing important, I’m sure it’ll be gone by tomorrow.” 

‘One way or the other,’ he thought to himself.

“Okay, well, if there’s anything you need or there’s anything I can do for you, please let me know,” she said, smiling back at him.

“I will, Allison, thanks,” he said.  She turned and left the office.  Steve watched her ass swinging as she walked away; he had always thought Allison had a nice ass, and the rest of her wasn’t too shabby either.  She was a brunette with a damned good figure and a pretty spectacular face with just enough meat on her bones to make her extra curvy.  She wore conservative business attire around the office, but there was no way she was ever going to be able to hide the more than ample bustline she was blessed with.  She always wore her hair up on top of her head while at work, and the black framed glasses she wore gave her a ‘schoolteacher’ kind of look.  She was a very attractive woman but she was all business at work, and Steve appreciated her for that.  He had wondered more than once what she looked like nude, but there was no way he was going to compromise their professional relationship by making a move on her. 

Steve managed to make it through the day without serious incident, but his distraction carried through to the evening when he was home with his daughter.  He couldn’t help but be distracted by the thoughts of what may happen tonight if the whole ‘wish doll’ thing was true, and Jennifer picked up on it.

“Are you okay, Daddy?” she asked during dinner, looking over at him with concern in her eyes.  Penelope was tucked into the crook of one elbow as Jennifer sat at the table, and Steve found it hard to keep his eyes off of the doll as he replied.

“I’m fine, honey, just got a lot on my mind about work,” he fibbed, giving her the best smile that he could.

“Okay, Daddy,” she said, then went back to eating her dinner.

The evening passed uneventfully with both of them sitting on the couch and watching TV, and it was time for Jennifer to go to bed before either of them knew it. 

“Bed time, honey,” Steve said, looking down at his daughter sitting next to him, her arms around Penelope as the doll lay against her chest.  “Go brush your teeth and I’ll come tuck you in.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she replied, sliding off of the couch and heading down the hall towards the bathroom.  Ten minutes later Steve went into her room and tucked her in with Penelope snug under one arm; he bent over and kissed her on the forehead as he turned out the light on the nightstand.

“Good night, honey,” he said, smiling down at her and glancing at Penelope.

“Good night, Daddy,” she replied, her eyes already heavy with sleep.  She was almost asleep as Steve turned and walked out of the door, pulling it partly closed behind him.

Steve went down to his man cave and watched TV for a little while, but he found it hard to concentrate.  He resisted the urge to go look in on Jennifer and see if Penelope was still there.  It was close to eleven o’clock when Steve was tired enough to try and get to sleep, although he didn’t know how successful he’d be.  He shut off the big screen TV, turned off the lights as he started up the stairs, then locked up the house and went into his room to get ready for bed.  He brushed his teeth and then stripped out of his jeans and polo shirt, tossing the shirt into the hamper and putting the jeans in the bottom drawer of his dresser.  Then he pulled back the covers on his bed and got in, sliding under the covers and pulling them up to his waist as he lay back.  He put his hands behind his head and waited to either fall asleep or for the door to his room to quietly open.

It was only about ten minutes later when the door to his room slid open and Penelope slipped inside, wearing the same lace outfit as she had the night before.  She grinned at him as she stepped inside the room, putting a finger to her lips as she quietly closed the door.

“I’ll be damned,” Steve said as she walked quietly across the room, stopping at the side of the bed and looking down at him.  She was absolutely gorgeous, and Steve couldn’t help but rest his eyes on her smooth-shaven pubic mound as she stood next to the bed. 

“About what, Steve?” she said quietly, smiling down at him.

“You are real, aren’t you?” he asked, sitting up on his elbows.  “And this really is happening, isn’t it?”

“Yes, I am and yes, it is,” she replied.  “You made a wish today, and I’m here to grant that wish.  Are you ready?”

“Yeah, I am, but there’s one thing first,” Steve said.

“And what’s that, Steve?” she asked, looking down at him, a curious expression on her face.

“Could you take your bra off first?” he asked, nodding towards her breasts.  “I mean, I’d really like to see your, uh, your…” he said, stammering on his words.

“Breasts,” she said, finishing for him. 

“Yeah, your breasts,” he said, grinning foolishly up at her.  She smiled back as she replied.

“I’d be happy to!” she said, reaching up behind her neck to untie the strap that held the top of the lace bodysuit up.  “And since disrobing is a part of the act of making love, it won’t count as a wish!”

“That’s good to hear!” Steve replied.  He watched as she untied the strap and then pulled the front of the bodysuit down, then reached behind her back and unhooked her bra.  She slipped the straps from her shoulders and then pulled the bra free, tossing it on the end of the bed.  Her breasts were full and firm, swaying with her movements.  If Steve had to guess he would have guessed she was a ‘D’ cup or maybe a little bigger; in any event, her magnificent breasts were capped with two large nipples that were hard and erect, surrounded by pale pink areolas that were barely visible in the moonlight.

“Would you like the top of the bodysuit up or should I leave it down?” she asked.

“Up, please – for now!” Steve replied.  Penelope smiled at him as she pulled the top of the bodysuit back up, tying it behind her neck again.  The neckline was a wide oval that barely contained her nipples when she pulled it back into place, and between that and the lace design of the bodysuit there was very little left to the imagination.

“There!  How’s that?” she asked, giving him a big smile.

“Perfect!” he replied, smiling back.  The look on Penelope’s face changed, then, the look of playful happiness being replaced by a look of seriousness and desire.

“Good!” she said, her voice low and husky as she stepped onto the bed with her knee.  She put her left knee on the bed next to Steve’s hip and swung her other leg over his body and straddled him, putting her right knee on the bed on the other side of his hips, leaning forward and bracing herself with her hands on the bed right above his shoulders.  Her large breasts swayed with her movements, the hard nipples poking through the lace containing them and brushing lightly against his chest.  She looked into his eyes as she stood on her hands and knees over him, her deep blue eyes sparkling with desire.

“So let’s make that wish come true now, shall we?” she said softly, her voice nearly a whisper.

Before Steve could reply Penelope lowered her face down to his and kissed him, her parted lips soft and smooth against his.  She had the softest lips he’d ever felt, and he felt his cock begin to stir as the kiss deepened.  She slipped her tongue gently into his mouth, probing tentatively at first, then sliding further in to find his own.  She put a hand on the side of his face, rubbing gently as the kiss intensified.

“Mmmmm!” she moaned as their tongues danced.  Steve reached up and put his hands on the sides of her rib cage, then slid them over the lace around to her chest where he gripped her breasts in both hands.  He squeezed gently, eliciting another moan from Penelope.  She dropped her hips down to sit on his, pressing her mound against the length of his quickly growing and hardening cock.  Steve could feel the heat emanating from her pussy through the sheet that covered him as she slid her pussy firmly up and down on the tube of his cock.

“Your cock feels wonderful, Steve,” she whispered, breaking off the kiss to speak as she continued to rub her pussy against him.  She looked deeply into his eyes as she spoke, her blue eyes sparkling.  She had the most hypnotic eyes he’d ever seen.  “I can’t wait to feel it inside me, but there’s something we have to do first,” she said.

She gave him a quick, soft kiss and then spun around so that she was facing his feet.  She put her hands on the bed on either side of his hips as she swung a shapely leg over his face, putting her knees on the bed on either side of his head.  He was treated to a clear view of the prettiest, most perfect pussy he’d ever seen in his entire life.  Her pussy was smooth and hairless, and since she was a doll there was no trace of stubble around her absolutely flawless, perfect outer lips.  Steve could see the moisture glistening on them, and they parted slightly as she moved to get into position. 

He was so preoccupied with admiring her perfect pussy that he forgot why she was getting into that particular position, but when she took his cock in her hand and then sucked it into her mouth he was brought back to reality.  She slid her mouth all the way down on his cock, taking his length easily down her throat.  He wasn’t completely hard when she did this, but it only took a few moments of her wet, sucking mouth sliding up and down on his shaft before he was so hard it nearly hurt.  He could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing with the blood rushing through it as she slipped her mouth up and down the shaft over and over again.  She gripped his balls with one hand and squeezed firmly but gently, and he moaned in response.

Steve reached up and grabbed her hips with his hands and pulled her pussy down to his face; she spread her legs apart and lowered her hips down, her pussy settling right on his mouth.  He slid his tongue up and down her slit, tasting her for the first time, and was more than a little surprised at just how good she tasted.  Her juices were sweet, silky smooth, like the lightest kind of honey there is, flowing over his lips and tongue to slide easily down his throat.  Her pussy lips were smooth and soft, parting easily under the manipulations of his tongue.  He gripped her ass harder with his hands and pulled her down onto his mouth more firmly as he slid his tongue inside her tight, wet tunnel.

Penelope moaned around his cock in her mouth as his tongue slid inside her, and she squeezed his balls more firmly in response.  She shuddered as Steve’s tongue probed in and out of her, and she jerked involuntarily when the tip of his tongue found the hard little nub of her clit.

Her clit was prominent and very hard beneath Steve’s tongue, and he only flicked it over the nub a couple of times before he clamped his lips around it and sucked it into his mouth.

“MMMMMMM!” Penelope groaned around his cock in her mouth, pushing her hips down onto his face more firmly as she pushed her mouth down onto his cock.  She took all of his length into her mouth and down her throat, not stopping until her nose was pressed firmly against his balls.  Steve was surprised at first at how she was able to take him that deeply, but then he remembered that she was a doll, and that meant she could do anything that she needed to do with no problem.

Steve sucked on her clit firmly, slipping a finger into her pussy as he did.  Penelope immediately clamped down on his finger with her pussy, gripping it tightly.  Her inner muscles were strong – VERY strong – and again, Steve attributed this to her being a doll and being able to do things that a human couldn’t.  He slipped his finger in and out of her pussy as she gripped it, flicking his tongue over her clit and sucking on it as Penelope continued deep-throating his cock.

“Mmm!  Mmm!  Mmm!  Mmm!” Penelope moaned around his cock, pressing her hips down onto his face more firmly and gripping his finger tighter than ever.

‘Man, I can’t wait to feel that pussy wrapped around my cock!’ Steve thought to himself as he continued working on her clit with his mouth and tongue.  He slipped his finger out of her squeezing, clutching pussy, putting his hand back on her ass and gripping it firmly as he concentrated on her clit.

Almost without warning Steve felt Penelope’s body tremble and then stiffen, her thighs clamping around his head firmly as her orgasm hit.  She groaned loudly around his cock, shoving it deeper down her throat as her orgasm ripped through her body.  Her whole body shook as she came, her mouth shoved down onto his cock and her thighs clamped tightly around his face.  Steve lifted his chin a bit to get his nose free so he could breathe and hung on as Penelope’s orgasm ran its course.  Her body shook on top of his and she moaned around his cock so loudly that Steve was afraid she’d wake Jennifer, and that would be disastrous.  Her powerful thighs remained clamped tightly around his head, the pressure increasing slowly as her orgasm continued.  Her pussy flooded, her sweet juices flowing into his mouth and running down his chin.  Steve wasn’t sure if he was going to suffocate between her thighs or drown in her pussy juices!

And then it was over almost as quickly as it had begun.  Penelope’s body relaxed, her thighs dropping down onto his shoulders, and Steve let his head fall back to the pillow as he gasped for breath.  Penelope slipped her mouth slowly up the length of his cock, sucking hard as she did, then kissed the tip as she slid her mouth free.  She gasped for breath for a few moments before she got up and turned around to face him again, throwing a leg over his hips and sitting down on him, pressing her soaking wet pussy down on the length of the underside of his cock.  She sat upright with her hands on his stomach for support as she looked down at him and smiled, breathing hard as she recovered from her orgasm.

“Wow!  You made me cum really hard!” she gasped, her blue eyes sparkling. 

“I wasn’t sure you’d be able to cum, with you being a doll and all,” he replied, sliding his hands up and over the tops of her thighs. 

“I am capable of doing anything a human can do in order to grant a wish,” she explained, sliding her hips slowly up and down the length of his cock.  “That includes achieving orgasm.  I must admit, though, that I’ve never cum that hard before, and I hope to do that again before we’re finished here tonight!”

“So do I, only this time take it easy with the thighs around the head, please!” he said, smiling up at her and rubbing the side of his head with one hand.  “For a minute there I thought you were gonna pop my head clean off of my shoulders, you had your thighs clamped around my head so tight!”  Penelope immediately got a look of concern on her face, stopping her motions and sitting still on top of him.

“I’m so sorry, Steve, are you okay?” she said, reaching down and running her hand along the side of his face, the concern evident in her blue eyes.  “Did I hurt you?”

“I’m fine, really,” he replied, smiling up at her to reassure her.  “I’ll have a headache for a bit, but I’ll be okay.”

“Good!” she replied, sitting upright again, her face breaking out into a sly smile.  “Then I think it’s time I got back to making your wish come true, don’t you?” she asked, moving her hips slowly and sliding her pussy up and down the underside of his cock again.  She pushed down hard, pressing her pussy down onto his cock, rubbing her soaking wet pussy over it again and again, covering it with her sweet juices. 

Steve reached up and put his hands on her big breasts, squeezing them firmly beneath the lace top.  Her nipples were rock hard, little pebbles poking into the palms of his hands as he kneaded and massaged her big tits in his hands.  She pulled her tits out of the lace top, pulling the lace out of the way and setting her tits free, and Steve immediately gripped them in his hands again.  He heard Penelope sigh as he squeezed the globes firmly, and he felt her hips twitch just a bit.

“Your cock is so hard!” she said, her voice low, her blue eyes burning with desire.  “I want this throbbing hunk of man-meat inside me, and I want it inside me right now!”  With that she lifted up, reached down and grabbed his wet, slippery shaft with her hand and pointed it straight up at her pussy.  Without hesitation she placed the head against her opening and sat down slowly, taking his entire length completely inside her hot, wet tunnel in one long, slow motion.

Steve moaned as he felt her pussy sliding down onto his cock, her outer lips and then her inner lips parting to let him in.  The sensations of her soft, wet flesh sliding over the head of his cock and then down his throbbing shaft were nothing short of exquisite, and Steve moaned as she slowly engulfed him. Impaling herself on his cock.  She looked him in the eyes, her own eyes hooded with desire and her mouth hanging open, gasping as she took the last of his length inside her and felt him hit bottom. 

Then she clamped down on him hard, the entire length of her pussy gripping him like a warm, wet velvet fist.  Steve had been with women who could flex their inner muscles in the Kegel movement before, but they were only able to tighten the circle of muscles at the entrance and not their whole tunnel.  Penelope clamped her entire pussy down onto his cock, and it was like a huge hand had grabbed his cock and squeezed hard – a huge, wet, hot, and very strong hand at that. 

“NNNGGHH!” Steve grunted as Penelope constricted her pussy on his cock, sitting still while she gripped his shaft inside her.

“So you like that, huh?” she asked, her mouth turning up into a wicked half-smile as she spoke.

“That’s amazing!” Steve gasped, grunting again as Penelope eased the pressure a bit and then clamped down again, even harder this time.  “NNNGHH!  How in the hell can you do that?” he asked, keeping his grip on her tits as she kept her grip on his cock.

“I’m a doll, remember?” she said, chuckling as she spoke.  “I can do things that a human female can’t, and this is just one of them.  But enough of that, we can talk later – right now I want to ride you, nice and slow, and squeeze the cum out of you!”  She leaned forward until her face was a few inches away from his, pressing her mounds firmly into his hands, then spoke again. 

“I’m going to make you cum just as hard as you made me!” she said, her voice low and husky, her eyes burning with passion. 

Then Penelope started to move, keeping her face close to his as she began sliding her tight, clutching pussy slowly up and down the length of his hard cock.  She looked into his eyes and smiled as she slowly rode him, easing her pussy’s grip on his cock on the way up and clamping down tighter as she engulfed it again.  Steve moaned as she moved up and down on his throbbing cock, marveling at what she was doing while kneading and squeezing her big, firm breasts in his hands.

Penelope moved up and brought one of her breasts to his lips, and Steve immediately wrapped his lips around the turgid nipple and sucked on it hard, pulling it into his mouth and running his tongue over it.  Penelope moaned as he did this, clamping down hard on his cock with her pussy in response.

“Ohhhhh, that feels so good, Steve!” she breathed, lifting her head up and closing her eyes as he moved his lips to her other nipple and repeated the process.  She continued riding him, sliding up and down on his cock over and over again, the tightness of her grip along his entire shaft slowly increasing.  The temp of her riding him also increased just a bit; not too much, but just enough that this, combined with her grip on his cock, was quickly bringing him to the verge of orgasm.  He released her nipple from his mouth to speak, squeezing her breasts in his hands firmly as he did.

“You keep that up and I’m gonna cum!” he said.  She looked down at him and smiled, her eyes hooded, the lust burning brightly.

“That’s the whole idea!” she replied, giving him a seductive smile as she continued to ride him.  “I want to make you cum, Steve.  I want to feel your cock throbbing and pulsing inside me as you pump me full of your hot cum, and I’m not going to stop until I do!”  She gripped his cock harder than ever with her pussy as emphasis, and Steve groaned in response.

Steve felt his balls shift and knew that he was seconds away from cumming.  Penelope continued riding him, squeezing his cock harder and harder with each downward stroke of her hips, quickly bringing him to the very edge of orgasm.

“Give it to me, Steve!” she hissed between clenched teeth, clamping down on him harder than ever, pushing her wet, slippery pussy down onto his cock hard and deep.  “Give it to me!  Give me your cum, fill my pussy up with your cum, give it to me now!” she demanded as she rode him.

That was the final straw.  Steve felt his cock widen and then it erupted, and he groaned loudly and bucked his hips upward as his orgasm hit.  Penelope cried out and smiled as she felt his cock blasting his cum into her, throbbing and pulsing as it pumped stream after stream of hot, thick cum deep inside her.  She squeezed him even harder with her pussy, milking the cum from him, hanging on as he bucked and jumped beneath her.

Steve was cumming harder than he’d ever cum before in his entire life, his whole body tensing as the powerful orgasm took control.  He was inadvertently squeezing Penelope’s tits hard enough to cause a human female pain, but Penelope took it all in stride.  She never stopped what she was doing, looking into his eyes as she rode his throbbing, pulsing cock, squeezing it hard and milking the cum from him.

When his orgasm was finally over and his cock stopped pumping inside Penelope’s pussy it left him covered with a fine layer of sweat and gasping for breath.  He released Penelope’s breasts from his hands and let them fall to his side, breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath.  Penelope sat down on his cock, sitting upright on his hips, smiling as she looked down at him.  Then she did something that amazed Steve even more than what she had already done.

With a grin on her face Penelope and his cock buried deep inside her, Penelope squeezed his cock tightly at just the base, and it felt as if she had wrapped just one finger around his shaft and squeezed.  Then, to his surprise and amazement, she ran this tight ring of muscle slowly up the length of his cock from the base to the tip, literally milking the last few drops of cum from him.

“Holy shit!” Steve gasped as she repeated it, and she grinned as she looked down at him.

“I told you I could do things a human female can’t!” she said, her voice soft and low.  “Do you like that, Steve?” she asked, smiling.

“That’s incredible!” he replied, his breathing coming under control.  “I’ve never felt anything like that before, and you made me cum harder than anyone ever has!”  She leaned forward and braced herself with her hands on either side of him, once more bringing her face down to his.

“Your wish has been granted!” she whispered, a smile on her face.  She kissed him then, softly, as she slid her pussy up off of his cock and released it to fall onto his abdomen.  Then she got up from the bed, looking down at him and smiling as she stood next to the bed and tucked her tits back into the bodysuit.  Not a drop of his cum had leaked out of her, and he knew it was being held inside her by her powerful and very talented muscles.

“Thank you, Penelope,” he said, sitting up on his elbows.

“You’re welcome, Steve!” she replied, smiling at him.  “I have to go now before Jennifer wakes up,” she said, and then turned to walk out of the room, closing the door behind her.  Steve didn’t move for a few moments, then fell back down onto the bed.  He stared at the ceiling for a few moments, and then spoke to himself out loud.

“Holy shit,” was all he could manage.  After a few moments he got up, put his lounge pants on, and crept out of his room and across the hall to Jennifer’s room.  Her door was slightly ajar, so he pushed it open just a bit more so he could see and looked inside.

Jennifer was sound asleep, lying on her side facing the door, with Penelope tucked securely under one arm.  Steve closed the door and went back to his own room and then to bed, still amazed at what had just happened.

He only had one wish left, and he knew that he needed to make it a good one.

To be continued…