No hate guys, just some good ol' fashion smut!
Lily had been bored ever since Marshall went back to Minnesota to see his mom after his own father's death.
Fuck, she thought. Marshall didn't even give her her daily fuck before he left. It had been several days now, four exactly, since Marshall had given her the big slam-boney. Occasionally Lily had been known to finger herself when Marshall couldn't provide her needs, such as when he had to go on business trips, was sick, or just didn't want to lose 10 pounds from the ridiculously hardcore sex they usually had.
Lily had been sitting at MacLaren's Pub, desperate for a fuck. Sitting across from her was Robin, she greatly wanted to dominate Robin's perfect, round ass. But Lily was not looking for being the penetrator, she wanted to feel her intestines be tickled by a huge rod. She needed a cock, not be the cock.
On the side of Robin was Ted. Ted had always been a great friend to Lily, but Lily knew better than sleeping with Ted. Ted would easily tell Marshall. They were bros. Too much of bros. Once Lily walked in on Marshall smelling Ted's tighty whities. If anything, they've probably fucked. Besides, Lily had seen Ted's cock before. Marshall's tiny flaccid penis was bigger than Ted's completely hard, throbbing cock. His penis would not do.
Lily glanced to the side to see the smooth, rugged Barney Stinson. Barney once gave her the dick. But Lily was heavily drunk, or something. You guys agreed not to tell anyone. But still, Lily also saw his penis before. It was not quite up to par. His was slightly curved too, which is kinda disgusting.
Lily smiled and told everyone she was going home. But little did they know, she was going out to get her some cock.
The orange haired female arrived to a male strip club, but didn't find anyone she though could tame the feisty beast she was .
But then... Lily came up with an idea. An idea almost too dirty for anyone to know. This idea would be kept a secret until death. No one could ever know.
Lily arrived to her home her and Marshall had purchased, and closed and locked the door, and every other form of entrance/exit.
She entered the master bedroom, and got a crowbar and opened up a wooden plank from the floor. Underneath said plank was a box. Inside said box was a certain bridal shower present Robin had given her. Yes. The 9 inch vibrator. It was originally 7 inches but Lily went to a store and got it molded to be like Marshall's pecker.
Lily then opened up Marshall's dresser. Taking out a belt, some jeans, a flannel shirt Marshall was known to wear, and then took out a portrait of Marshall Lily kept on her nightstand. Lily then grabbed the body pillow on the bed.
After much work, Lily managed to put Marshall's clothes on the pillow, and placed Marshall's face picture onto the facial area of the big pillow.
Lily grabbed the Marshall dick replica, and tied it around the now Marshpillow's hips, using the belt for strap on use.
The petite female was now excited, she had now made a Marshall, she felt like motherfucking Doctor Frankenstein or something.
Lily ripped her clothes off, making out with Marshall's two dimensional face. She began sucking on the pink cock. God damn she wished it throbbed like the actual Marshall's regularly would. Luckily for Lily, Robin bought one of those fancy vibrators that could squirt out fake semen. This fake semen couldn't impregnate, but it tasted exactly like regular Marshall semen.
Thrusting her head down on the pink, veiny cock, Lily began moaning out gurgled noises. Hot fuck, Lily couldn't take it anymore. She needed to get fucked, NOW.
She ripped off her black lacy thong she had been wearing, and hopped onto the plastic cock replica. The head surpassed her vaginal lips, and before Lily knew it, the cock had been rubbing her G-Spot like it was some kind of G-Spot rubber expert.
Now because Marshpillow couldn't actually fucking move, Lily had to do all the work, which was okay since Marshall was usually lazy half of the times the two would fuck. Lily began bouncing on the vibrator, turning it on for maximum effect. Lily closed her eyes and shit, she thought, this actually feels like fucking Marshall.
Lily kept this position of bouncing for quite some time, until she began doing the reversal cow girl position, where she began gyrating her hips like some kind of prostitute.
The vibrator seemed to be in sync with Lily, and it squirted out its fake, hot human liquids inside Lily's pussy, just in time for Lily to squirt her real human liquids all over the pillow's jeans.
"Oh... Oh Marsha... no! Oh... Oh M- Oh Mars- Ohhhh oh oh Oh Marsh-... OH MARSHPILLOW!" Lily managed to utter out of her mouth, screaming at the top of her lungs.
Lily began to have multiple orgasms at once, actually it was 18 consecutive orgasms. This was 3 higher than Marshall's personal best.
Ultimately, Lily decided she could fuck herself better than Marshall could.
Lily smiled as she knew what she was going to do until Marshall came back from Minnesota.