dont get me wrong, mention diy and you will see my eyes glaze over. the whole thing, from traipsing round a soulless warehouse, to weeks of paint blobbed walls, makes me shudder. possibly the only part of the process i do enjoy is living with the results. for me, life is just too short so i dont but happily save up my pennies and get a man in who "does".
surprisingly i have discovered the most delicious exception to my moratorium on diy.
curled up in bed, reading my much loved Scarlet magazine. there was an article about genital casting, with pictures, it looked like fun. i already owned a large erect cock made of plaster and painted in a gaudy gold. complete with testicles, halved to form a tray. it sits on my dressing table, making me giggle. perhaps i could create a forest (?) of cocks; what is the collective term for penises, i so wish it was knob, there is one, look!
i knew who i wanted to ask i just had to find someone who sold a kit. my google searches started with genital casting and kits. mostly i found medical suppliers selling plaster of paris for encasing broken bones. well i hoped i wasnt going to break that bone and kept searching. i eventually found an adult site selling cloning kits for both boys and girls bits. i put in a bulk order.
unsure what the answer would be i sent my target model an email. he has a lovely cock. well proportioned (big), cut, thick, lush. yay he was keen, we arranged a time.
the day arrived and typical of me i hadnt read the instructions. i had got vaseline to stop the mix sticking to his trimmed pubes. he had heard enough of my stories to decline my help in removing them. we moved upstairs, neither of us sure how it would all go.
as he shed his clothes i began to read the instructions, laughing out loud at the top tips; place the tube against the erect penis and cut off to length, the penis must be fully inserted within two minutes, oh it went on. i was giggling so much he had to measure and cut the tube, covering the rim to prevent scratching, himself.
his cock winked at me. how could i resist the urge to lick and suck it. i have always wanted to be able to add "fluffer" to my cv, this was great practise. not that he needed any help, he never does bless him, but better safe than sorry. i was getting engrossed only reluctantly releasing the suction with the promise of more cock when the cast was done. humphhh.
the whole process was very precise. the temperature and volume of water, the consistency of the cast, timings and well lot of room for errors. none of this was helped by my need to have his cock either in my mouth or in my pussy.
i poured the mixture into the tube, guiding his hard cock into the centre. the overflow went everywhere. there had been a top tip about managing extra large appendages but i must have skipped that. oops. the head of his cock was touching the side of the tube but there was no wriggle room. hey ho it would still be fine.
the cast made and left to dry, i could now claim my reward. it was worth the wait. god knows what the neighbours would have made of all the noise. i still blush at the thought of being served an asbo.
included in the kit was a small vibrator which i inserted into the mixture, leaving it to set as i greedily eyed his rapidly hardening cock. sadly time was against us and the mix needed 24 hours to fully set. i promised to send him pictures of the finished article.
i really will get those done this week but ever since the copy of his gorgeous cock was revealed in all its glory it has been in almost constant use!
now who can i try the pussy kit on?
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