Drunk In Lust::Ep2

Darren had his doll in a short denim skirt, a cut-off tank top that barely covered her tits, and those tube knee socks with three bands around the top that were popular in the seventies. She had Converses on her feet, no wear and tear there.

"Yeah, I've had a thing for socks lately. Can't explain it."

"No need. Mind if we undress her and flip her over so I can assess the damage?"

"Sure."

I noticed she smelled of baby powder as I watched Darren removing her skirt, his gentle efforts laying bare a pink lacy thong. He eased Claire onto her side, revealing duct tape holding the tank top together in the back where he'd cut it apart. "It's difficult to get her arms over her head and causes too much wear and tear," he explained.

He peeled the tape apart, then lay her flat again and slid the top down her arms to expose an enviable pair of tits. I could get silicone implants too, if I wanted them. With Claire down to her panties, shoes, and socks, Darren gently rolled her onto her belly. He seemed so tender and loving when he touched her that I had to remind myself this was the same animal who broke her back fucking her.

"What a cute butt," I couldn't help saying. I am completely hetero, but also a very aesthetic person, and Claire's butt was perfect. She had the kind of ass I've done countless squats trying to obtain, but mine still had a dimple that drove me crazy. Not to mention the veins. "That's what's missing. Veins!"

"I didn't pay for that upgrade. It was the only one I didn't get and at first I regretted it, but I'm used to the way she is now."

"Hmmm...I could probably add some veins for you. But first let me see about her back."

I slid an arm under Claire's belly and lifted her, trying to feel the damage through her tummy, but it was too deep. I used my other hand to feel the pipe from the back, which made it obvious what I'd need to do. "I'm going to have to cut into her back, Darren. I'm surprised the manufacturer didn't leave me any other way to access the pipe. But once I get to it, I'm pretty sure I can fix it. As far as the cut in the silicone, I can make it look like new again."

"Really? Well, I guess you're the professional. I fixed a tear and it didn't come out right."

"Where?"

Darren paused before easing her thong down to reveal an anus covered in silicone scar tissue. I almost laughed and made a crude comment, but the pained look on his face stopped me. "She has three orifices and I'm afraid I damaged this one beyond repair. I used the recommended adhesive, knowing it would make her anus impenetrable, but I needed to fix it in order to prevent further structural damage. Damage that could interfere with her main feature."

"May I have permission to do a more thorough inspection? I think I have access to materials in my industry that you are not aware of. I may be able to help the situation."

"Really? Of course! Oh, thank you, Lisa. I'll admit, I was a little worried about what you might think of me, but you've been so cool about this."

"Hey, I actually respect a healthy sex-drive and admire anyone who has found a solution to a temporary problem. But I hope you don't get too dependent on doll-sex and once you finish school, you opt for the real thing."

Darren looked at me like I was crazy, "Well of course! Real sex is one of the key motivators that keeps me working on my dissertation sixty hours a week."

Somehow that broke my heart. I decided right then and there to do whatever I could to help Darren with his educational goals and I told him so. Meanwhile I was about done with my assessment of Claire's torn and badly plugged anus. "Honestly, Darren, I don't know if I can get her ass fuckable again. I do think I can get it finger worthy. Do you want me to do that?"

Darren's head dropped back, then he straightened again and looked at me with puppy dog eyes. "Yes. Yes. Yes."

I don't know if it was his body language or enthusiasm, but I could no longer deny the tingling that was occurring in my own panties. "What about her mouth, have you done any damage there?"

"No. Her mouth doesn't open very wide, and I can't even get my dick all the way in there, so I usually just rub it on her lips."

Oh fuck, I did not need to hear that. I rolled Claire onto her back, suddenly resentful that this doll was getting more sex than me. "May I examine her vagina?" I asked, trying to sound clinical. He hadn't said there was anything wrong with her vagina - I was just curious.

"Sure. It slides out for cleaning."

Darren showed me that where the flesh turned pink, it was really an insert. He separated her outer labia, then gently pulled out what looked like a pink fleshy tube. "Impressive. Now put it back in." Darren did as he was told, and once he had her main attraction back in place, I used my finger to explore Claire. I couldn't believe how realistic, tight, and muscular she felt. Of course I was feeling her without lubrication, but I could tell how this would be very satisfying. The vulva was extremely realistic - she even had a clitoris covered by a hood.

"Do you perform oral sex on her?" I couldn't help myself.

It was the first time Darren showed any signs of shyness, but he nodded, and maybe my expression said how hot I thought that was, because a grin grew across his face. "Hell yes, I do. You know, it isn't just masturbating. With Claire I can enjoy all forms of foreplay, and afterplay too."

"Afterplay?"

"We cuddle."

"Wow." I stood there looking at this doll and now I knew I really hated her. I also knew I seriously needed to cum soon. "You're going to have to go now Darren. I have work to do. I'll email you and keep you up to date on how it's going."

I rushed him out the door as it was closing, already regretting that I didn't have a vibrator with me. I came using the handle of a paintbrush while looking at Claire and imagining Darren eating her rubber pussy and stroking his own cock.

* * * * *

The repair was easy. Too easy. I could have finished it in a day, but I didn't want to. Instead I took my time and was very meticulous. After replacing the PVC pipe, I closed the 'wound' like it was surgery, taking way more time than necessary, gluing it together with a special silicone adhesive that I mixed to match Claire's skin tone, sealing from the inside out, one layer at a time, letting it set for twenty-four hours, and repeating until I reached the surface of the skin. I filled in the tiny line until it wasn't noticeable that she had ever been cut. I dissected away Darren's botched anal repair very carefully, then used latex to strengthen the area right above Claire's anus, and then more of the first adhesive to strengthen the bond. I even used a pink tone to make it pretty. I am a professional, after all.

I dragged it out over five days so I could email Darren daily and let him know how it was going and also make small talk, so he would get more comfortable with me. During that time I ignored several emails and text messages from Todd showing his hot bod and hard cock, professing how much he missed me. I was glad to have this project to occupy my mind. Todd suddenly seemed overbuilt and vain, while Darren had become an obsession. I could not stop picturing him eating the pussy of a sex doll. Intellectually I felt like I should be turned off by this, maybe even creeped out, but I wasn't. Instead, I found his sexual hunger a huge turn-on. A tad bit kinky ... okay, a whole lot kinky. Regardless, I felt drunk with lust.