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"You said you weren't gonna make fun of me!" Mel squeals as Frank continues with his laughing fit. 

He's on the verge of tears, for some reason, sprawled on her bed, holding her comically large tentacle dildo. His whole body is shaking and Mel huffs. She leans on the bed headboard and stays quiet, arms crossed. 

"I'm sorry. Okay. I'm sorry!" he hurries to say. 

"You're making fun of me," she says, lip trembling and Frank is stopped dead in his tracks because she has that look, that pouty baby look that makes his heart ache.

"I'm not," he promises, trying to compose himself. "I'm not making fun of you".

"You're laughing at me. I opened up to you and you're laughing," she says, eyes glassy. 

He drops the dildo and hurries to her side. Mel lets him hold her but doesn't hug him back.

"I'm not laughing at you, sweetheart. I just think it's funny you really thought that thing could fit inside you in the first place," he explains. 

"It was the first toy I ever got —years ago! I didn't know about measurements," she explains, muffled into his chest. 

"That was your first toy?" he squeals, trying to not laugh again. 

"Stop making fun of me!" she whines. 

He pulls away to hold her head. He cups her cheeks, squeezing just a little. "Melissa, I promise you I'm not making fun of you. This is just objectively funny". 

She breathes out. "You promise?" she asks and Frank smiles widely because she is so cute, looking at him like that. 

"I promise," he says and places a quick peck on her lips. He grabs the dildo again then. "Did you ever make it fit?" 

"Of course not. I can barely fit you," she huffs. "I guess it's part of the charm". 

"You're such a freak, I love you," he grins to her. 

Mel's already blushed face turns into a deeper shade of red. "I love you too". 

She leans her head on his shoulder and Frank turns the dildo on his hand, examines it seriously now. 

"Is that one of your fantasies? A monster with a tentacle dick fucking you?" he asks, poking the pointy end of the dildo. Mel hides into his neck. 

"Frank..."

"I'm just asking! I wanna know," he shrugs, eyes still on the toy. "I didn't know this existed".

"You're lying". 

"I'm serious. Hey, no! Now you're making fun of me," he says when he hears Mel giggling against his skin. "You know I'm pretty boring".

"You're not boring," she mumbles out.

"Well, conventional then". 

She hums. Places a kiss on his neck and then pulls back. 

"It's not a —I just think it's hot it's so big and weird," she explains. "So bizarre". 

"Bizarre," he repeats slowly. Frank turns the dildo on his hand. It's pretty heavy and big, about 8 inches long and 4 inches in girth, blue and green, with suckers for texture and a suction cup on the end. He can imagine Mel sticking it on the floor, hovering her tight pussy above it, squirming and whining while trying to make it fit. He swallows. "How much did you...? How much were you able to take in?" 

"Oh," she breathes out. "Just about this much," she replies, pointing out to the first third of the toy. 

He hums, traces the distance she's talking about.

"But I haven't tried it in a long time. Not after you, so I guess I could take more now," she adds, in that sweet and soft voice of hers, the one she uses to gently hint at stuff.

Frank's not much shorter, that's true, but he's not that wide. He clears his throat. 

"I'm not gonna lie, this is kind of doing it for me," he says, face suddenly warm. Mel giggles next to him. 

"Really?" she asks. He makes the mistake of glancing at her, her beautiful eyes glassy, pupils dilated. God. 

"I wanna see how much I can make you take," he nods. Mel shivers, she giggles again and nuzzles into his neck. He chuckles. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. Okay". 

His smile widens. He turns and finds her lips for a kiss. Mel's quick to cling to him, her arms around his neck. She slides down the bed and brings him on top of her and Frank complies. The dildo rests just next to her while he kisses her torturously slow, pulling away sporadically so she has to chase his lips. 

"Is this clean?" he asks. Mel stares at him, cheeks pink and lips swollen already. 

"Maybe rinse it just in case," she finally replies, a little shy. Frank chuckles. He pulls away and starts making his way to the bathroom.

"Why don't you go ahead and take your clothes off for me, huh?" he says then. Mel suppresses a happy squirm and nods instead, already reaching out to take off her shirt. 

When he comes back, she's completely bare for him. She's sitting, leaning against the headboard. Her knees are to her chest and her arms tucked between them. She smiles at him, and Frank huffs a laugh when he notices her fingers softly tracing her folds. 

"Getting ready for me?" Frank teases, walking up to her. He sits in front of her and leans to place a kiss on her knee.

"Not for you," she smiles, dropping her eyes to the dildo on his hand. Frank laughs. 

"Well, yeah, technically," he rolls his eyes playfully. He leans his head on her knee and watches her flinch a little as she slides a finger inside her cunt. 

"Feels good?" he asks. Mel's eyes flutter shut and she nods. 

"Uh-huh," she lets out. 

"Pretty girl," he smiles and kisses the inside of her knee. 

Frank pulls away and opens up her legs. Mel hums, complies to the new position and shows him her slim finger moving in and out slowly. She used to be so shy about this stuff, used to hide her face, used to hate when he would stare at her, like she was embarrassed to be having a good time. It was like coaxing a street cat to accept some food. 

"You can add another one," he whispers. Mel does, slides her ring finger next to her middle one. She's fairly wet, just one of the many things he loves about her, how easily wet she gets from anything: a kiss, a tight hug, some words, a glance. Anything and everything can be foreplay with her. "Good job". 

"Thank you," she breathes out. Frank can't help but melt a little against her thigh, watching her with lovey dovey eyes, as she once called it. He can't help it, she's so sweet and polite, his good girl. 

Her hips buck against her hand. He knows the little frustrated sound she lets out: her fingers are too short to reach to that one spot deep inside her that makes her go crazy. So he gently moves her hand away and replaces her two fingers with three of his. She whimpers, tenses a little around him. 

"Gotta start working you out," he hums. Mel nods. Her hands are clasped against her chest and she bites down a moan when Frank hooks his fingers to stroke her walls gently. 

"Oh," she breathes out, eyes fluttering shut. 

"You should come a few times before," he observes. "At least once, to get you all soft inside". 

"Okay," she nods. "Okay, yeah". 

Frank smiles, his thumb moving to swipe over her clit and Mel squeals. He's delighted by her, the sounds she makes, and her pretty face.

"You can come whenever you want, okay?"

She hums and rests her head on the headboard. Her eyes close and her mouth opens a little. She looks so pretty, relaxed even, taking his fingers. She used to overthink everything when they first started having sex. She'd get anxious about not coming soon enough and boring him, and Frank had to very sternly tell her multiple times that he would gladly spend hours working her until orgasm.

Her pussy grips his fingers when his tongue joins the mix, lapping against her clit. She tastes so good, salty and metallic. Frank grinds a little against the mattress, his cock hardening quickly. Mel squirms, pulls from his head, whining, and he slows down his pace, lets her rub against his tongue instead. His eyes find hers and a shiver runs through his body.

"You like that?" he whispers, his breath ghosting her cunt. 

"Yeah," she lets out. 

"You gonna let me fuck you real good, baby? Put that cock deep inside your tight little pussy?" 

Mel nods, urges him to go back to licking her, but Frank starts placing kisses on the inside of her thigh instead.

"You're so tiny, baby, I'm scared I'll break you in half," he hums. 

"Frank..." she gasps. He grins up at her and laps her folds while picking up a quicker pace with his fingers. 

She squirms, squeezes her shaky legs against him and comes. She's talkative, expressive in a different way than him, showing how much she's enjoying herself with little needy sounds that come out her mouth and echo in the room. 

“Good. That's good,” he hums, placing kisses on her stomach. Mel chuckles a little and pulls him away; she's so soft, and ticklish. Frank smiles against her skin. He incorporates and drops on top of her just to feel her body squirm under him, fight a little to breathe properly. 

“Frank,” she whispers. He moves to lick inside her mouth. Mel tries to pull away but she really can't go anywhere. She hates wet kisses right after an orgasm, she usually needs a few minutes and a slow build up until she wants his tongue inside her mouth. He knows that, he just doesn't care that much tonight. 

Still, he moves, laying sideways next to her. His fingers tease her entrance again and Mel shivers. Frank has to fight the impulse he has to just rip off his clothes, forget the dildo and stick his cock inside her spamming cunt. 

He grabs the toy and presses the tip against Mel's lips. Her eyes are closed and she frowns but ultimately opens up her mouth for him anyways. 

“Get it nice and wet for me, baby,” he whispers. He pushes the toy in, and Mel gags. She's right, it's bizarre. The dildo is entirely too big, and the texture makes it hard to slide in and out her mouth. He can tell her teeth get caught up on the dents, but he doesn't really care. It's just so hot and weird, watching her struggle to breath and swallow. He pushes a little more and Mel gags again, tries to pull away but he holds her by the hair. 

“Just relax,” he whispers. “How are we gonna make this fit if you don't relax, huh?” 

Mel breathes in and out through her nose and glances up at him. It's a nice view, one that makes him reconsider his affliction to gag balls. If it looks anything like this, he might actually be into it. 

He eventually pulls the dildo out and Mel gasps. She coughs a little and pants. There's spit on her chin and Frank leans to lick it away. Mel sniffs, whimpers and tries to hide her face on his neck, but Frank moves to stand up.

“Come here,” he says, as he lowers himself to sit on the floor. Mel stares for a few seconds, watches as Frank sticks the suction cup at the end of the dildo to the floor. 

He watches her finally slide down the bed and kneel in front of him, with the dildo promptly placed between them. Frank smiles at her, signals her with his head to sink into it. The thing is almost two thirds of Mel's torso. She shifts on her knees, clearly uncomfortable.

“You don't need pillows. You're a big girl,” Frank hums when he sees her glance at the bed. Mel huffs.

“It's uncomfortable,” she whispers. 

“This is comfortable, sweetheart. You know what would be uncomfortable? Kneeling on grains of rice. Would you rather that?” 

Mel breathes hitches, she shakes her head, barely glances at him and moves to hover above the dildo. Frank smiles. He leans on his elbows and watches as she lowers herself slowly. Mel whimpers as she takes the first few inches inside of her. She loses her balance a little and Frank catches her just in time. 

“Easy there,” he chuckles. Mel places her hands on his shoulders and drops her head back with a groan. “Come on, that's not even half of it”. 

“It's big,” she mutters.  

“Yeah, you wanted this,” he reminds her with a smirk. “You'll have to make it fit. Get its money's worth out of it”. 

Mel wets her lips, breathes out with her eyes closed before glancing at him again.

“It wasn't that expensive. I got it for 30% off,” she comments. Frank laughs. He moves to stand on his knees mirroring her and kisses her cheek. 

“You're so smart at spending your money, huh?” he teases. Mel smiles. 

“I am,” she nods. Frank hums. He kisses her other cheek and places his hands on her waist, pushing her down a little more. Mel moans. 

“It's so big, isn't it? Such a big cock for my pretty girl. Who would have thought?” 

“It hurts a little,” she whines. She leans to search for his lips and Frank complies, kissing her, licking inside her mouth. 

“Just relax,” he says. “It fits on good girls that relax”. 

“I'm good,” Mel replies. 

“We'll see”.

She breathes out again and Frank chuckles. She's trying so hard, he can tell by the way her nails dig into his shoulders, the way she's closed her eyes and furrowed her eyebrows, the way her mouth hangs open in a silent moan, or a painful whine. He trails one hand up to pinch her nipple and she squeals, but it makes her sink a little more. 

“Bet you feel so full already,” he mumbles. Mel nods, eyes still closed. “Bet you love having something inside of you, stretching you out like this”.

“I do,” she blurts out. 

“Yeah? Even if it hurts a little?” he asks condescendingly.

“Yeah”.

Frank hums. There's still a smile on his face and he leans down to mouth at the skin of her neck. He bites down, then licks the sore spot, and Mel tenses. She's sweating, her face and chest red. Frank takes a nipple into his mouth and sucks, nibbles on the soft skin of her breast, making sure to leave some marks there. 

“I can picture you, little Mel whining frustrated, trying to fit this on her tight pussy. Just like this but all alone, huh, baby?” 

Mel moans. She places a hand over her clit and applies some pressure to it, which Frank allows since she simultaneously sinks a little more. 

“Good job, baby,” he whispers against her tits. “That's good. You're halfway there. It's impressive, actually”.

“Really?” she asks, opening her eyes to glance down.

“Really. Who knew you could take something so big inside you? No one would suspect a pretty girl like you is able to fuck herself with a cock this big, huh?” he grins. Mel's eyes find his. She watches him with wide eyes. “They'd be impressed”.

“You think so?” she whispers. Frank nods. She rests her head on his shoulder as his hands come around her back to hug her. Mel takes a little more of the toy inside of her, stretching her thighs out. 

“I do. Wish they could see you,” Frank says into her ear. “Maybe I can take a photo, no? Show off what a champ my girl is”. 

Mel whines into his skin, clings to his shirt with her tiny hands. Frank slides down his own until he's groping her ass, opening her to take more of the dildo. His cock is throbbing, constricted on his pants.

“You'd love that, wouldn't you?” he groans. “I'd let ‘em watch… our coworkers, friends, fuck, even the patients,” he laughs. Mel lets out a squeals and bites his neck, sucks on his skin. “They'll all praise you, baby. You do such a good job”. 

“Frank,” she whimpers. He feels her start to move her hips more, up and down, to the sides, just slightly, as her own hand continues to flicker her clit. 

“You're almost there, baby,” he hums. “You can take a little more, yeah?”

She shakes her head with a moan. “It's too much already”. 

“You need to fit it all, sweet girl. We'll stay right here until you're as full as it gets,” he replies. “All stretched out for me”. 

Mel sobs into his neck and Frank looks down at her cunt swallowing almost half of the stupidly large dildo. The room is filled with the smell of her, sweet and humid; her little whimpers are all Frank can hear, all that there is, really. He's never seen her so wrecked, with her legs shaking as she clings to him. He moves her hand off her clit and replaces it with his own. He's rough where she was gentle, barely grazing the sensitive nub. Mel squeals, squeezes her thighs in an attempt of closing her legs to push him away but Frank's fingers remain rapidly flicking her clit until she's gasping, digging her nails on his neck as she comes. 

He doesn't stop when Mel begs him to, doesn't stop when she starts crying, nor does he when she's dripping on the floor. He keeps going while slowly coaxing her down, until three fourths of the dildo are well inside of her and she's just weeping pathetically into his shirt. 

“It's okay now,” Frank shushes her, rubbing her back. He peels her off gently and moves back just to admire her like that. Her eyes are closed as she tries to recover her breath. He smiles and kisses her forehead before standing up. 

“What…?” she blurts out as he grabs her by the armpits and starts to lift her. “Frank, your back”. 

“It's okay, come on,” he waves her off. “Relax for me”. 

Mel complies, lets herself be lifted by him. She moans and whines as the tentacle slowly slides off her cunt, and falls into his arms as soon as she's on her feet. Frank catches her with a deep chuckle, and carefully places her into the bed before laying next to her. She immediately goes to his arms, pressing herself as close as possible to him and he grins to the ceiling, rubbing her shoulder gently. He's just about to say something, something possibly crude about her being all stretched out, when she speaks up instead. 

“Just shut up for a second,” it's what she says and Frank barks out a laugh, which makes Mel huff, probably annoyed, but he can't help but feel giddy, so he turns his head to press another kiss on her temple. Mel whines and pushes him off lazily, making him laugh again. “Stop”. 

“You don't want me anymore?” he pouts jokingly and Mel shakes her head. 

“I don't,” she mumbles tiredly. “Not for the next fifteen to twenty minutes”.

“I can wait”.