"It's slopping about like a broom handle in a bucket." Elle observed as Pandora's shyness evaporated and her Vagina opened like some exotic, or is that erotic flower.
I stopped the machine, to Pandora's frustration intense frustration, "You can't stop now" she whined.
I turned the crankshaft so the penetrator was fully inside her, pulled out the spring loaded clevis pin wound the crank back disengaged the pushrod, extracted the penetrator, undid the lock ring, unscrewed the green plastic phallus, chose a larger one pushed it right in her to check it was comfortable for her, then screwed it to the push rod and tightened the lock ring, all the time sensing her dripping cunt was just crying out for attention glistening and dripping and ready. As soon as I was certain she was comfortable I re-fitted the clevis and powered up the motor once more.
Her moans and shrieks bore testimony to a job well done as the shaft eased in and out and the crank revolved and her little pussy lips slid easily over the Orange three inch by twelve inch penetrator.
I did not want to risk leaving Pandora alone with the machine running but Elle wanted me so we compromised by making love in the corridor just outside the "play" room, we were both so turned on by this stage that foreplay was superfluous and I sank into her wetness with practised ease.
When we returned Pandora's straps were slipping as she perspired with the excitement of her over stimulation, I gave each winching machine a few seconds power to secure her better and she responded instantly with renewed cries of pleasure.
"What the hell would she be like with the anal running?" I asker rhetorically.
"Or the suction cups I have on back order." mused Elle.
"I really..... must...... stop." Pandora gasped between shrieks and so I slowed the penetrator to a gentle motion then stopped it completely.
I released the strap tension to allow her to climb out without dismantling or adjusting the penetrator setting, "I'll leave it set for you then Pan."
"You will have to give me a hand I'm exhausted." she complained and I carefully lifted her and took her, still naked, to the bedroom her sister and I had recently shared, I lifted her into the bed and tucked the sheets and blankets carefully round her as she drifted into a contented sleep.
As I went downstairs I heard Elle on the phone, "Five five, Pounds? yes, right, that would be easiest, bye."
"Mr Barker, Neil, how do you fancy making some money?" she asked.
"Yes great, is it legal?" I asked
"Guiseppe can supply the machines, Anal and Vaginal with the vacuum cups and a full set of Penetators and tools for five thousand five hundred delivered here. I think we can charge twelve to fifteen thousand for one assembled and tested and you can easily set one up in a day."
Things were moving too fast.
"How about paying" I asked.
"Sell before you buy, silly, Guiseppe has ten in storage because he has no one to do the set up and testing."
"What?"
"He sacked his last mechanic, he started to supply some attachments he had made like that one we had trouble with, so Guiseppe sacked him.
"Oh I see."
"That's what he wants you for, but the real money is in buying them wholesale and doing the set up ourselves. and Guiseppe just likes the manufacturing side."
"So what's the deal."
"I sell, you assemble and test and we split the profits fifty fifty." she announced proudly.
"Yeah, why not." so we shook hands and became partners.
It was actually easier to resurrect my old Neil Barker removals business than start a new company, the old LDV van was an ideal size although I made myself unpopular with the lads in the local garage under the arches who had to weld the rusted chassis back together, but within a week we were ready to roll.
The first half dozen machines went to fill the outstanding orders Guiseppe could not fulfil, and every one was to someone who claimed their lover was a handyman or mechanic, and they claimed they could do the set up themselves, I got a couple of lads to drive the van and heave the heavy boxes up stairs while I unpacked everything, then I checked the parts against the parts list, took a photo or two with my Pentax as proof and left them to it.
I was called back to every one of those first six.
There was nothing really wrong with them, in fact after a bit of work they worked perfectly, we only supplied the Vaginal penetrator and suction cups, no anal device but you would not believe the mess those customers made of our new machines, bolt heads rounded off, damaged vernier adjustment where the bolts had been left slack, one poor girl actually came to the door with a penetrator inside her and almost two feet of push rod dangling past her knees where the wrong size ribbed phallus cover had been used and rucked up inside her, fortunately her lover had assembled the push rod wrongly so she could disengage it herself, but trying to ease a lump of plastic from a bronzed goddess's vagina with your lover and the girl's boyfriend watching is not as exciting as you might think.
Fortunately regarding the phallus cover, with the ladies' lover's kisses and my fingers we managed to slip the cover off the phallus and extract all the parts but it was a exhausting experience for all, I remember fishing for the cover with long nosed pliers trying to see down into her vagina when Elle just lost patience and she just shoved her hand inside the girl and fished the cover out. The girl's reaction was priceless, I don't think she had ever been fisted before.
Veronica called us back, her mother in law who was no lightweight, had sneaked in and tried her machine when she should really have been baby sitting, and somehow had ripped the entire wiring loom from the main connector at the base of the control pedestal, from the extent of the damage you would have thought a herd of elephants had been let loose, and the poor woman was so embarassed, but a couple of hours work with a soldering iron and the excellent wiring diagram in the handbook and it was good as new, I checked everything as far as I could then announced I had to get Elle over to test it.
"My bloody mother in law wanted to try it so here is her chance she announced," and bellowed "Mary, get in here."
The old lady was shaking with embarassment, well old, she was about forty something, badly out of shape, fat unattractive, and Veronica ordered her to strip. "If you don't I'll tell Giles and he will tell Charlie."
Mary slipped off her floral patterned tent and what looked like salvation army issue reinforced knickers and carefully sat her not inconsiderable flabby self down at the machine, I went to line up the penetrator and saw to my horror the inch and a quarter almost solid steel shaft was bent, luckily the penetrator she needed fitted the bigger but lighter two inch thin walled shaft so I was able to put it to one side, but the expression, on Veronica's face was an absolute picture.
"She is a right bitch, usually, so this is pay back" Veronica told me as I carefully lubed the older woman's lower lips and tested the penetrator.
"I'll try the same stroke you like" I told Veronica.
"With a plastic prick about twice the size?" she queried.
"Well actually." I started to say but she pushed the start switch. "No, She's not strapped in," I yelled as I flipped the kill switch, then I winched each strap tight and after a few turns of the crankshaft by hand I reset the trip and handed the handset to Veronica.
She had the compassion to start the machine slowly then slammed it on to full power, the electric motor wound up to full speed as the hydraulics spun the crankshaft which rapidly became a blur. whizzing between the elephant ears of her Labia in a mist of cunt juices.
"She is not a Rabbit." I suggested.
"Mr Barker, she put my machine out of commission, do you have any idea how frustrating that can be."
I had a spare pentrator phallus on the bent shaft in my hand, and as one does in such circumstances, I pulled her Levis down and thrust the soft green phallus towards her pubes,
"Ah, I see you do understand, thankyou." she thanked me as she pulled her thong aside and began to wank herself with the penetrator on the awkward bent length of shafting.
"Veronica, that's disgusting," Mary warned her.
"What about you Madam, pot calling the kettle black."
Veronica saw I had slowed the machine from Rabbit like frenzy to slow fuck, "I said Maximum Mr Barker" Veronica ordered."
"It's for pleasure not torture Madam, and she seems to like that speed." I stated flatly.
Veronica was not impressed. "If you're such a fucking expert then why am I wanking myself?" she queried, but went quiet when I picked up a Anal penetrator from my tool box.
"Perhaps not." she agreed but when I pulled up her tee shirt and popped her perky little tits from her bra cups and paid them some attention she gave a very reasonable impression of a woman having an orgasm. I would almost swear I saw and heard her cum but she denied it later, she did however insist her mother in law had three orgasms although Mary said it was five when next day she rang to enquire about a machine for herself.
"Are you gay and unmoved by your work," Mary asked.
"No, Elle usually deals with that." I told her as I undid the straps and helped her to climb off the machine.
Veronica had gone down stairs to look after the kids.
"Oh perhaps if I am doing her job I should do all of it?"
Well, it would have been rude to refuse, and a strange experience, like riding the ocean waves was my reward as her rolls of flab squished around as I gently fucked her.
