I was a Volunteer Sex Doll

I masturbate a lot more than I like to admit. I love my trusty new vibrator. It just works better than any other sex toy I have tried, or any man, for that matter.

I looked on the website for the manufacturer to see if they had any other products I should try. I found they had a blog where they talked about how they rigorously test each new product.

One of the articles mentioned that they were looking for women to help with new product testing. The women had to be fit, about my age, and very flexible. There was an email address to submit applications.

I was intrigued. Maybe I would get a chance to experience the latest sex toys before they are released, or perhaps I can help influence the design of a new vibrator even better than the ones they make now.

I was curious about why they needed flexible people. Maybe they just wanted women that wouldn't complain a lot. Or they just wanted to avoid people who were fat and out of shape.

I noticed that the company's address was just an hour's drive from my apartment.

I fantasized about it while I masturbated that night. I imagined a team of hot doctors in white lab coats and clipboards watching me test each dildo and vibrator in turn and take notes. In my fantasy, they asked me how well each one filled me and how intense my climax was with the crazy thick one compared to the long one.

The following day I sent a message to the email address and inquired if they still needed volunteers.

I was surprised when I got a response back just 30 minutes later. My hands shook when I opened the message. They asked if I would be available for a video interview that afternoon!

I eagerly responded back and nervously waited for the time for the call to start.

A pretty young woman joined the call. I immediately felt more comfortable. She introduced herself as Tammy.

She thanked me for taking the time for the call. We talked for a while. I told her how much I enjoyed their products. She smiled and nodded when she heard that.

Tammy asked many very pointed questions about my personal and sex life. I admitted that I masturbated at least once a day and sometimes more than once to climax. I didn't have a boyfriend, but there were a few guy friends I sometimes fooled around with when I was in the mood.

"Have you been tied up?" She asked

"Yes! I love that!" I answered. "It's fun that have sex that way."

"Blindfolded?"

"Especially if I am blindfolded!"

"How flexible are you? Can you sit cross-legged or put your legs behind your head?"

"Yes! I had gymnastics lessons when I was a kid. I am still pretty limber. Sometimes guys will put my legs up behind my head during sex. I feel very exposed and vulnerable that way." I wasn't sure why I was telling her this, but I wanted the job.

"Can you show me?"

"I am wearing jeans. They are pretty constraining."

"You can take those off so they don't get in the way, and just keep your underwear on."

I stood in front of the camera on my laptop, and she watched me take off my jeans, leaving skimpy underwear. I pointed the laptop at my bed and got on it. My pussy was pointed right at the camera, and I wondered if she could see the outline of my vagina through my underwear. I folded my legs and crossed them behind my head, proud that I could still do it.

"Great job! Just hold that position as long as you can!"

I held the position while she asked me even more intimate details about the last time I had sex, how I masturbated and if I liked to give head.

Exposed to the way I was, I felt incredibly horny. I wanted to reach down and finger myself while she watched. With my legs crossed behind my back, I looked down over my spread-open legs to see her face on the laptop. In the little window that showed my image, I could see a close-up of my pussy covered by the thin layer of underwear. Even in a small picture, I could see the material darken as it adsorbed the moisture of my arousal. Tammy was looking right at it.

"I think you would be a great fit!" She said happily. "Would you like to come in and help us develop new products?"

I eagerly agreed, still keeping in position with my ankles tucked behind my head

"Our testing needs change all of the time. You will not have any control over the testing content or methodology. We need to ensure that our testing is unbiased, so you may be unable to see what is happening and be constrained. You must give broad consent for whatever testing is needed."

"This will be very intimate, but there will be safeguards for your privacy. For example, no researchers will know who you are, and we will cover your face for privacy."

As she told me, I was pretty close to climaxing, even without touching myself. I wanted to masturbate in the worse way.

"This is a volunteer position, and you must sign a consent form to protect the company."

I agreed to it all. I worried about what I was getting myself into, but how bad could it be?

We scheduled a time for me to come in to volunteer

I thought about what they might have me do. I imagined masturbating while a bunch of men in lab coats watched. Or someone fucking me with different dildos until I cum

She told me not to have sex or masturbate or climax for three days before the appointment.

Testing Day

The day finally arrived, and I drove into the office. It was a modern office building. I went to the reception desk, and they gave me a paper to sign. It is a consent form for all forms of intimacy with any people as needed and may include vaginal, oral, and anal penetration as required. There is also a clause not to talk about my experience, including any posts on social media. My hands shook as I signed it.

Tammy greeted me, wearing business casual jeans and a nice shirt. She shook my hand and thanked me for volunteering. She told me that this would be very important to their work and mission to bring pleasure to the world.

Tammy led me to a small room and handed me a robe.

"Go ahead and get completely undressed and put on the robe," she instructed. "You can leave your clothes on the counter. I will give you some privacy and be back in a minute."

My hands shook as I unbuttoned my top and stripped naked. The robe felt warm on my skin, and I placed my clothes on the counter

Tammy knocked at the door and opened it. She asked me to follow her and led me down the hall to the elevator. We waited for the elevator. I felt underdressed, just wearing the robe with other people dressed for the office. People ignored me but greeted Tammy. She smiled and welcomed them back. Several people asked her if we were doing product testing today.

"Yes, we are! And I don't think it is too late to sign up".

People pressed against me in the crowded elevator, and we got off after several stops. As Tammy led me down the hall, more people greeted her cheerfully.

She finally opened a door, and we entered a small room. The room had a wheeled cart with a padded top.

"You don't need your robe anymore," she told me.

I took it off and handed it to her. I stood naked, and I couldn't help but try to cover my breasts and pussy with my hands, suddenly feeling very nervous.

"Just climb on the cart with your feet behind your head, just like on the call."

She helped me climb naked onto the cart. As I did on the call, I had to fold my legs and cross my ankles behind my head. I am very aware of the view I gave Tammy of my pussy and hoped she wouldn't notice that I was already wet. I was glad I shaved my pubic hair that morning. The cart was small, so my head hung off the end. I felt utterly exposed.

"Perfect! Now just scoot forward a bit." She helped me scoot until my butt was on the cart's edge.

"Great! Now we need to tie you down so you stay in position".

She used a zip tie to fasten each ankle to the cart. She used more zip ties to secure my hands, spreading my arms away from my side. Another zip tie went on my arms. I couldn't move at all. She pulled my head back over the padded edge of the table so my head hung off upside down. It was blocked, so I couldn't turn my head or look up.

"Good! Are you comfortable? You will be in that position for a while."

"It is ok, but what are we testing?" I asked

"Today, the research team is testing a new sex toy."

"Like a new vibrator?"

"No. It is a male masturbation aid. A high-end sex doll for guys. You will be the control to compare against"

It took me a few seconds to let that sink in. Did that mean guys would fuck me and compare the feeling to a sex doll? I would essentially be a sex toy.

A wave of degradation and arousal washed over me

"During the test, don't move or make any sounds. Don't talk with anyone even if they talk to you. Try to relax and climax as many times as possible. I will cover your face for privacy, but you will still be able to see out."

She put a fine mesh cloth mask over my head. It covered my eyes but not my nose or mouth. I could see out pretty well, but from the outside, it just looked black

"How..." I started to ask her a question, but she shushed me and didn't let me finish

"Remember, no talking," she reminded me. "We can gag you if we have to," she added.

She put lube in my pussy and ass. "You are pretty aroused already and don't need more lube. You must really like this," she observed.

She wheeled the cart, with me on it, out the door and down the hallway. I could hear people walking around me. With my head hanging off the back of the cart, I could only look at the crotch of Tammy's jeans as she pushed the cart down the hallway. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see people walk by and hear Tammy talk with them."

I realized that exposed the way I was, the first thing people would see is my spread-open pussy.

One guy greeted Tammy, and they chatted. I could hear them flirt.

"Testing today? Is this the new control? Pretty cute! Can I help test?" he asked her

Tammy laughed. "You are so predictable! You are too late to sign up, but you can help me clean up afterward if you want."

"Awesome! See you then!"

She wheeled into a big room with a stage. I could turn my head just enough to see several other sex dolls on other carts, like mine, all arraigned in a row. It looked like they were all in the same position as me, with legs folded beside the dummy's head and wearing a mask. Each doll was surprisingly lifelike, with small breasts, just like mine. They looked real. I wasn't entirely sure they were fake. They even seemed to move a little.

I was just one more sex toy for men to get off.

After a short wait, people came into the room and looked over the dolls, including me. They inspected us closely and touched us. I could hear them talk and comment that they are very lifelike

Tammy handed out clipboards to each person.

"Please give a rating for each doll in each category. You can touch the dolls, but don't damage them. You will have a chance to try them out later," she tells them

There were at least 20 guys of all ages and several women.

I felt them touch my legs and thigh and breasts. I even felt them touch my sex.

"They are so lifelike!" I heard someone say

"I think that one is real!" A woman said. I wasn't sure if she was referring to me.

"One of the dolls is a volunteer so that you can compare the dolls against a real woman. She has given full consent," Tammy explains

Several people fingered me and compared the texture of my pussy to the dolls. They agreed that they almost couldn't tell the difference.

Tammy moved curtains around me and the other dolls. It formed a small cubical. My head was free, and I could still see down the row of other dolls, but at least there was some privacy around my pussy. I realized the privacy was for the reviewers, not me.

Tammy spoke up to get everyone's attention

"During the next testing phase, you will each have three minutes to try each doll. We ask that you rate each doll in each category on the sheet."

"For the respect of the other reviewers, please avoid leaving any fluid deposits. Any questions?"

"Can we fuck em?" a male voice asked

"Of course! Please make free use of any of the provided orifices, oral, vaginal, or anal. It is totally up to you to use them any way you want."

"Do we have to use a condom?" a different male voice asked

"Condoms are provided but not required. We tested each of you for sexually transmitted diseases. You will have the most authentic experience without condoms, but please understand that we will not be able to clean the dolls between uses, and they may get a little messy toward the end of the test."

Everyone laughed. It sunk in that I would be fucked by every person in the room, both male and female.

Tammy continued. "If there are no more questions, please form a line. You will have three minutes with each doll. After three minutes, the lights will blink, and it will be time to move to the next. After the last person in line finishes, feel free to use the dolls until the end of the test at 3:00 pm."

I heard them rush to be at the front of the line. There was some pushing, but after Tammy made a few guys go to the back of the line, they settled down.

I was the fourth doll in the row. I nervously waited for the first tester to test the other dolls. I knew I was closer to being used each time the lights blinked. I could turn my head just enough to see the dolls move slightly on their carts as the testers thrust into them. I knew I would soon be on the receiving end of those thrusts.

I felt highly aroused.

Finally, the lights blinked, and I heard the first reviewer enter my cubical. He must have been the quickest to get to the head of the line so he could have me first.

Without saying a word, I heard him walk over to my pussy, drop his pants, and thrust into me. I was so wet, his erection slid in on the first stroke. He groaned at the feeling and started fucking me hard. I knew he only had a minute before the lights blinked, and he had to stop. I wondered if he would last that long.

It was close. A few seconds before the lights blinked, I felt him tense up, and I felt a flood as he pumped his cum into me. He was still twitching when the next guy entered the cubical.

The first guy came to me despite the warning about leaving fluid deposits. I knew, before long, they would drench me in the stuff.

The second guy was thicker. He didn't seem to notice or mind having sloppy seconds. Between my lubrication and the first guy's cum, he slid in without friction and pumped me slower than the first. I felt his hands on my thighs and breasts while he fucked me. I was just starting to get into it when the lights blinked again, and he pulled out.

The third guy walked up to my face, and I watched him unzip and pull out a fat and very long cock. He laid it on my face, and I opened my mouth and felt him insert it. It felt big.

I was surprised when he leaned forward and pushed it down my throat. I could never deep-throat a guy before, but the way my head hung off the edge of the cart, I couldn't move, and it just went past the back of my mouth and into my throat. I gagged but couldn't stop him from sliding down my throat.

He pulled out, walked over to my pussy, and fucked me hard and fast. I could feel him rearrange my insides, and before I knew it, I came. As I climaxed, I clamped down on his iron-hard dick as it slid in and out of me, and I felt him spurt. I was still twitching as the next guy took his place and felt my vagina stretch around his thick member. The feeling pushed me into another wave of contractions.

I closed my eyes and relaxed, then my eyes shot open, and I grunted when the guy pulled out of me and pressed his dick into my ass. Tammy had lubed me up, so I was slippery there. I tried to squeeze hard to keep him out, but it was no use, and I felt his dick slither into me.

It was my first experience with anal sex. It didn't hurt, but it was very intense and unexpected. I couldn't help by grunting with each thrust. After a few strokes, the light blinked in he pulled out.

It seemed like the most aggressive guys were at the head of the line. I lost count of the guys as they fucked me; they had all different sizes, shapes, and ages. I couldn't move my head, but I could just get a glimpse of them when they entered my area.

A few of the guys were old enough to be my father or maybe even my grandfather. They still fucked me pretty hard. One of the older guys even came in me.

Only one guy was obese. I felt his weight push against me, and his tiny dick enter me. He was rock-hard and came in seconds. It was degrading to be used by such an unattractive guy, but I guess even fat guys need to get off too.

A woman called me a slut and slapped my breasts as she worked her fingers into me. I couldn't help but groan when she pushed four fingers into my cunt and folded her thumb in. I realized she had her whole hand inside me, and I could feel her fingers move. Even after all the sex I had, I climaxed again and clamped down on her wrist.

The light blinked, and she pulled out painfully. The next guy took his place to fuck me as she wiped her hand on my open mouth and cheeks, getting my cheeks wet with my pussy and cum from several guys.

While the guy fucked me, I could feel the wetness and smell of cum and my arousal on my face.

One guy fucked my ass with a tiny dick. It was just long enough to open my sphincter and pull out. Each time he thrust, he pushed my ass open again. Over and over, I could feel him opening my back door. It was worse than just sliding back in forth. I felt him cum as my rectum milked him.

A woman pressed her pussy against my face, and I licked her. She tasted different than the guys. I had never gone down on a woman before, so I wasn't sure what to do. So, I just licked her clit like I like guys to lick me. She seemed to like it. She pressed against me harder and rode my face. I felt her get very wet and squeezed my head with her thighs as she came.

One guy fucked my face and came in my throat. I felt him push in deep and twitch as he drained his cock.

A young woman was last in line. I felt her put a finger in my messy pussy, and I heard her say, "Yuck! Guys are pigs!" She still played with my breasts and pulled my nipple painfully.

Finally, I heard Tammy announce, "Thank you, everyone. Now that everyone has a chance, you may freely use the dolls for 30 minutes. Don't forget to give me your completed evaluation sheets."

A crowd of guys formed around me. My vision guy standing in front of my head blocked my vision. I watched him unzip and pull out his member. He taped my lips with it, and I opened my mouth and let him insert it. He tasted like sex. I realized that I was probably licking myself off him. I felt someone enter me and start thrusting. Now they didn't have to rush.

They just wanted to get off. I was, after all, a sex toy. The purpose of a good sex toy is to facilitate masturbation and help guys reach climax. I felt guys clinch up and spurt in my mouth, ass, and cunt.

The guys were still using me when Tammy came to give them the five-minute warning.

One guy was still fucking me when Tammy called time.

"Are you almost finished?" she asked

"Yeah. Almost there"

"Do you mind if I ask how this doll feels compared to the others?"

"This one feels much tighter and more real. I like how it grips me when I pull out and how it moves. It is almost like a real person," he answered.

I felt his thrusts get erratic and heard him gasp as he came, then withdrew.

After all of the sex, I now felt empty. I could feel sperm dripping from my vagina and ass and down my cheeks. I could feel it dripping in my hair. I still taste cock in my mouth and the feel of dicks in my throat. The smell of cum and sex is overwhelming.

Tammy wheeled my cart out of the room and down the hallway without talking to me. She didn't cover me with a sheet or blanket. Like before, the hallway was crowded, and I could feel their eyes on my body. I am sure they could see the river of cum flowing out of my gaping open pussy.