the jar was filled to the brim with pickle juice, yet we could still both breathe. i was confused but amazed at the same time, so i didn't question anything.
"welcome to my crib, babygorl," he said in his deep, low voice.
"wow, it's great in here," i replied, my voice shaking.
"seggs?", he said smoothly.
"yes," i immediately responded, finally being able to keep my voice steady.
though, i had no idea how this would work. a pickle and a human? i'm not complaining though.
he began to unzip his outer layer and took off my clothes, his pickley hands giving me goosebumps all over.
"want a bite?", he offered, to which i responded with a nod.
i took a deep breathe and opened my mouth up widely, taking a big bite. the crunch echoed throughout the jar, the cold juices dripped across my chin, then to my body, making my whole body full of goosebumps once again. and to this, the pickle man moaned in response.
he began entering the other end up himself inside of me. i was shocked, he was huge. there was no way he'd fit.
"it's not going to fit!", i said.
"oh yes it will," he said with a smirk on his face.
i hung on to dear life and braced myself.
before i could conceive another thought, i immediately felt it. a fucking pickle was inside of me.
of course, it hurt at first. it was my first time after all, and it did burn since his juices were oozing throughout my body. but god did it feel great.
i held on while he slowly thrusted faster and faster, not being able to take anymore.
we both let out grunts and moans as we enjoyed the pleasure. we were both on the edge of our climaxes, as his thrusts became sloppier by the second.
then we came.
now that i think about it, a pickle was really inside of me, it's hard to believe. so, if getting in a problem is called being in a pickle, then this must be the opposite, since a pickle was inside of me.
