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Does Size Matter

By: dustybeard



Well most women would say no, but when you are my size I would have to say yes it does matter. You see I'm not exactly small, my cock is around 8 inches long and around an inch in diameter, a nice size I hear you say, but that's 8 inches before being erect. When I'm erect, it is usually around 10 - 12 inches, though when I'm super excited it can measure up to 14 inches and a diameter of around 2 1/2 inches.

Now having a big cock may seem to be everyman's dream, but believe me it isn't. I don't get much action from the ladies as my size scares some women off completely, they won't even attempt to try and slide my monster inside them. 

Most women I have dated have tried but never managed to get all of me inside them. Let me tell you, that is as frustrating for me as much as it is for them. Obviously I've never managed to get a decent blow job either. 

Living in a small rural town, my predicament was known to all that lived there. Not that I cared, I'm rather thick skinned, so any comments or remarks just washed over me. Many girls from the town had dated me mainly because they wanted to see my cock for themselves, obviously believing it to be some kind of myth. Once I confirmed the size to them, they usually moved on to someone else. I was resigned to a life of sexual disappointment until I met Julie. 

Julie was the daughter of the landlord of the local pub. 22, dark haired, tall, a size 14, she was quiet and seemed pretty intelligent. Her good looks attracted a lot of attention from the local lads, but she never seemed to date any of them on a regular basis.

One evening I was sat at the bar on my own, with only my drink to keep me company. Julie was working behind the bar while her parents were away for the night at a friend's wedding. Leaning over the bar towards me, she asked, "Is it true then?"

Having heard this question a number of times I knew exactly what she was referring to. "Yes it is," I replied, rather solemnly.

"Hmm, I'm not sure I believe you."

"Believe me Julie, It's true. It's too big for anyone to handle."

"Well maybe not everyone. Perhaps you've not met the right person yet," she said rather coyly.

"Do you fancy a challenge then?" I asked.

"Maybe. I'm closing up shortly, why don't you wait around until after closing time?"

An hour later, Julie had closed the bar and I helped her to clean up. Pouring us a couple of large drinks she headed through the back of the bar and up the stairs. "Come on, switch the lights off on your way past," she said.

I followed her into the living accommodation, which was a little dated but functional. We sat down on the settee and sipped our drinks. "I can't wait any longer," she said, "I've got to see it." Putting her drink down she leaned over to my trousers and undid them. I helped her to pull them and my underwear down and off my legs.

"My god. It's true. That's one hell of a cock."

"That's nothing yet, you should see him when he's excited."

"Hmm, ok then," she said leaning forward and taking me into her mouth. 

Julie certainly had a wide mouth and had no trouble taking most of my soft cock, until I touched the back of her mouth. The sensations on my cock started to get me excited and I could feel the blood starting to flow and the expansion start to take place. Julie took my cock out then pushed it back in until I hit the back of her mouth again, this time though she gagged a little and pushed forward even more, taking me into the top of her throat. 

This was a new sensation for me, nobody had yet managed to get so much of my cock into their mouth, but Julie was determined to get more in. She pulled off my cock, which I guess was now around 10 inches long and close to a couple of inches in diameter. 

"Fuck, that's a big cock," she said and opened her mouth wide and pushed her mouth down as far as she could. Again I hit her throat and she gagged pulling it back out again before trying again. On her second attempt she gagged but forced herself down, pushing the head into her throat. 

"Oh Fuck, that feels good," I said, feeling my growing cock being squeezed by her narrow throat. I held onto the side of her head, encouraging her to move up and down on me.

Julie pulled off again and gasped for air while looking at my now fully expanded cock. 

"That's amazing. I've got to get this inside me."

"Good luck," I laughed knowing she would have a hard time getting more than half of my monster into her pussy.

Julie stood and quickly removed her clothes while I removed the last of mine. She had a great body, her pussy was small and covered by a thin layer of dark hair.

She kneeled over me and opened her pussy lips with her fingers, they were wet and shiny. "I've been wanting to fuck a large cock for years and now I'll get the chance. Look how wet I am just thinking about it."

She rested her pussy over my cock and rubbed the head around. I could not see how she was going to get this inside her, it looked to be much too big. Girls with what looked to be much larger pussies had not managed to get more than the head in before giving up and wanking me off, but Julie was determined.

Looking down between her legs she pushed herself down and I felt her opening up and was surprised to feel her pussy lips close around the head of my cock. 

"Oh yes, now that's a fucking big cock," she screamed.

I was surprised to say the least, but knew that was about as far as she would be able to go. But she was determined to fuck me, so she forced herself down sliding more of me inside her. Raising herself up slightly then pushing down she managed to get a few inches inside before pulling off me completely.

"Follow me," she said walking out of the lounge and into her bedroom. Julie opened one of her drawers and found some lube. I think we'll need some of this. 

I lay down on the bed and she coated all of my cock with the lube. "No point doing all of it" I said, "nobody has ever got more than half way down when I'm fully excited."

"Let's see if I can break the record then."

Julie handed me the lube and asked me to lube her up. If she was determined to break the record, which I doubted she would, she would need all the help she could get, so I used a lot of the lube making sure she was coated well..

She climbed over me and rubbed the head over her pussy again and shuddered as she felt it squeeze back inside her. She continued down until reaching about half way. "Another inch and you'll break the record."

Julie looked a little scared, she obviously thought she could get more inside. Not wanting to give up, she started a slow fucking motion by lifting up off me and lowering herself back down again. 

It felt good to me, as it had been a while since I had been inside a pussy, and a long time since someone had managed to actually start a fucking motion with me. Most women that actually got me inside their pussies stayed still for while, feeling themselves spread to the maximum before pulling off.

Julie suddenly screamed as an orgasm took over her, sending a trickle of pussy juice running down my cock. After a while she stopped and got up onto all fours and waved her now gaping pussy at me.

I crawled up behind her and pushed my cock into her fairly easily as she was now stretched and lubricated. I could see the mark around my cock of where her tight pussy lips had travelled down to. I pushed in until I reached this mark and tentatively pushed a little more. The different position must have moved her internal organs around a little as I could not feel any resistance.

"That's where you were up to before. Fancy going further?" 

Julie replied by pushing back towards me sliding more of my cock inside her. She then started to slowly ride me again sliding me in and out of her pussy. After a while she pulled off and turned around to see how much she had got inside her. 

"That's looks to be about 8 inches," I said. "Well done, that's a new record. Just another six inches to go," I laughed.

"Thank you," she said and licked my cock, before sliding it into her mouth again taking a few inches inside. "Do these large balls produce a lot of come," she asked moving her mouth down to my large ball sack. 

"They certainly do, especially if I'm excited." 

"Good, I want it all inside my pussy."

She turned around again and backed up onto my cock and slid it back inside her. "Fuck me now and don't stop until you fill me up."

I held onto her waist and started a slow fucking motion using around 7 or 8 inches of my cock. Julie was moaning and groaning with the large intruder now moving fairly quickly in and around her tight pussy. 

"Keep still for a second. I want to see if I can get more inside," she said. Pushing back onto me she went down to 8 inches then slowly pushed back further, screaming and cursing as she tried to get more inside her. I felt her insides hitting the head of my cock as she pushed further onto me. There was about 4 inches left outside, so she had managed to squeeze 10 inches inside her. 

"That's 10 inches. I can definitely confirm that you have broken the record."

"Good" she said, pulling off me slightly to relieve some of the pressure. "Now I want your come."

"Don't worry, it's not far off now," I said, feeling my balls start to tighten. I started to fuck her again, though keeping it to around 7 or 8 inches, not wanting to slam myself hard into some tender organs. "Here it comes." 

"Yes, shoot it inside me," she screamed and clamped down on my cock. The extra pressure aided my explosion and I shot forcefully inside her pussy. Even I was surprised with the number of streams I shot. She had certainly got me excited.

Slowly my cock started to shrink and I pulled out of her pussy as she collapsed on the bed. I tenderly rubbed and stroked her gaping pussy rubbing in the copious amount of come that was running out of her. 

Julie rolled over onto her back still breathing hard and recovering from her exertions. "I'll definitely be having more of that cock."

The following night I had invited Julie round to my place for a meal, and no doubt we would be having another pussy stuffing session. She arrived early looking fantastic in a short white summer dress and high heels. She walked in and kissed me on the lips and grabbed my cock. "I've been looking forward to this all day," she said while stroking me. "How long until dinner is ready."

"Another half an hour or so and we should be getting close. You're a little early."

"I know, I wanted some action before dinner was ready," she said with a smile and led me over to the settee.

Opening her bag, she took out a large tube of lube and passed it to me. She released my cock from my pants, then slipped out of her dress and panties. Standing there in just a pair of high heels she licked at my growing cock. 

"I'd better get this in my mouth before it gets too big," and pushed it into her mouth and as far down her throat as she could. Her lips were pushed into my pubes as she quickly fucked her mouth and throat on my cock. All too quickly my cock got too large and she had to stop. She kissed my cock on the head, "I want you to come in my mouth later, but for now I want this monster in my pussy again."

I got down on the floor and lubed up the end of my cock, Julie pushed a handful of lube into her pussy and squatted over my cock. Her high heels helped to lift her high enough as I held my rod under her pussy. She lowered slowly, but the lube was causing me to slide around the outside of her pussy. With a little extra force she pushed down harder and I felt her open up a little and allowed my head inside.

"Oww," she screamed as she rammed the first few inches up inside her. 

"Take it easy. You don't want to hurt yourself."

"Oh it hurts alright, but it's a nice hurt," she smiled.

Sliding up and down she eventually forced 8 or 9 inches into her before I felt something hitting me again. 

"Your turn, my legs are getting tired."

Julie lay on the rug and I kneeled between her legs and lodged the head of my cock in her pussy crack. Pushing forward I slid a few inches in, but couldn't get any more in.

"We might be better on the bed," I said, "not a good position for me this."

We moved to the bedroom and I positioned Julie on her back at the edge of the bed. 

"Spread your legs and hold your pussy open, while I feed this monster into you."

I held my cock with two hands and forced the head into her again, Julie grunted at the intrusion and moved her hands to support her legs and watched as I forced my cock deeper into her. At around 7 inches I felt resistance so slowly started to fuck her in ever increasing faster strokes. 

"Push it further in me, I want more of it."

I pushed in harder and more of my cock slid into her. 

"Deeper, but slowly."

I pushed slowly and could feel the head of my cock move her insides around and allowed me to slide in further. "Yes, that feels good and deep, you're going to come out of my mouth soon. Try a little more, I need to feel it."

I pulled out slightly then pushed back in rewarded with another inch of penetration. Then I could go no further. I had managed close to 10 inches again, so slowly started to fuck her pulling out a couple of inches then forcing it back inside again.

"We'd better stop soon, dinner will be almost ready."

"Ok, but I want more later."

We dressed in our underwear and ate our meal, then watched some TV for a few hours while Julie played and stroked my cock. "I need more of this now," she said and led me into the bedroom and pushed me down onto my back.

Grabbing the lube again she quickly covered my still soft cock and scrambled over me and pushed it into her sopping wet pussy. She took all of my soft cock inside her then I started to feel it grow.

"Oh I can feel it stretching me out. Oh my god that's weird."

It was now a tight fit inside her and the pressure was building, Julie lifted up slightly to relieve the pressure and allowed some of my cock to escape. Eventually 6 inches of my cock was sticking out of her pussy. "Well at least I can say I've had it all inside me, if only for less than a minute," she laughed.

She leaned forward and kissed me while starting to fuck me in long slow strokes. On each insertion I felt the head hitting her insides trying to rearrange her internals. 

After a while she stopped moving and held me deep inside her, I could feel pressure on the head as she was trying to force me further inside, but nothing was giving way. With my hand I could still feel 6 inches outside of her pussy, so she hadn't managed to get any more inside her.

Julie continued to slowly fuck me and leaned forward to kiss me again, this change of angle moved something around inside her and relieved some of the pressure I had been feeling, which caused me to come. As I'd been excited for a while I knew that this would be a large load.

"Here I come," I said and started to pump stream after stream into her.

"Fuck yes, come inside me."

I continued to pump my load into her until things subsided. Julie climbed off me and lay down next to me and we cuddled and caressed each other and drifted off to sleep.

I woke a while later and Julie was still asleep on her back next to me. I carefully turned around on the bed and got between her legs and started to eat her out, she woke with a smile on her face and held my head between her legs and grabbed hold of my cock. She then climbed on top of me so we were in a 69 position. I tentatively used a couple of fingers on her in case she was a little sore, but there was no complaints. As she moved around streams of my come was starting to pour out of her, I was amazed how much was in there. Each contraction of her pussy squeezed out another river of come. She was now working her mouth over my extending cock trying hard to keep it in her.

My tongue made its way up to her tiny puckered asshole and licked tentatively at the hole. I had always been fascinated by anal sex and had tried to indulge in it on a number of occasions, but hadn't managed to get any part of my cock inside an ass. 

Julie moaned at the contact, which was a green light for me to carry on. I now had 4 fingers in her pussy and was using my tongue on her ass when asked me to put a finger up her ass.

Not needing any lube due to the river of come still flooding out of her pussy I slowly eased a finger inside pushing in some of the come. Julie clamped down on my fingers and shrieked as an orgasm came over her. Determined to give her more I pushed in a second finger and eventually working in 3 fingers.

"God yes," she said "I'm going to come again," and screamed her way through a large orgasm.

I removed my fingers and continued to slowly lick her pussy and ass as she came down to earth again. 

"Ever had that cock up an ass," she asked

"Nope never."

"Well this will be new for both of us then, as I've never tried it before. Lube me up good proper then we'll give it a try."

I grabbed the lube and worked 3 lubed fingers into her ass trying to stretch her out to the maximum. If we had any chance at all of doing this then she would need to be lubed and stretched.

"Probably better if you get on your front and raise your ass slightly," I said while lubing up the head of my cock.

Julie moved a few cushions under her so that it raised her ass off the bed slightly. "Go easy, I know this is going to hurt like hell."

"I will, don't worry, I don't want to hurt you. Well maybe a little, but you like that," I laughed.

I lined my cock up with her impossibly looking tight hole. If her pussy looked tight before, this hole looked as if it had sealed over. I pressed the head against her and pushed lightly. Julie held onto my cock and realigned it slightly and pulled me towards her again. I could feel her hole opening slightly then all of a sudden the head slipped inside her and her ass clamped down around it.

"Fuck, that hurts like a motherfucker," she screamed.

"Tell me about it. Relax your ass a little , you're going to cut the end of my cock off!"

I felt Julie relax and the pressure on my cock reduce. 

"Ready for more?" I asked.

"Yes, but go slow and stop when I tell you to."

I lubed up another six inches of cock and lightly pushed into her. Her inner muscles gave way and allowed me to slide all six inches into her.

"Fuck, is it all the way in?" she asked.

"Hardly, about 6 inches," I laughed. "How does it feel." 

"I feel like I need to take a massive shit, but it feels good. Try fucking me a little now."

I pulled out a little then pushed back in, noticing a little blood around my cock but feeling no resistance I lubed up the rest of my cock and started my downward journey again. I managed to get 8 inches into her before I felt something stop me. I continued to fuck her slowly building up speed until I was freely pushing in and out of her.

"I want to go on top now." 

I pulled out most of the way then rolled her over on top of me. She put her feet and hands down on either side of me and supported her weight. 

"I could get used to this," she said, "It doesn't hurt too bad now, it's that nice hurt feeling again."

She lowered herself down past the point of where I had managed to get to before and inserted around 10 inches right up her tiny little asshole.

She slowly bounced up and down on me moaning and cursing as she did. Eventually she pulled off me and we noticed the end of my cock was covered in shit. "That must be what's blocking it," she laughed. "Perhaps I should take a shit before we try this again."

We went into the bathroom and showered to clean ourselves up. My cock had shrunk back down to its normal size as we washed each other down. Julie kneeled down in front of me and cleaned my cock with lots of soap then took me back into her mouth.


Does Size Matter?



Emily and Heather had just finished their sophomore year at Hallelujah Christian College near Philadelphia. Desperate for summer employment, they searched the want ads, and pounded the streets diligently but futilely.

This activity was not without its hazards. Although they didn't realize it, each had a tendency to stop traffic and turn heads. One "victim" had the gall to sue Heather for whiplash, but the judge ruled contributory negligence on his part. Of course, it wasn't a difficult ruling to make, especially after the plaintiff made the mistake of saying at the trial that his little head hurt too, from whipping it so much after seeing Heather (obliviously) sauntering on the sidewalk. 

Both girls were unaware of their beauty, which was exceeded only by their naivete. Emily, about five-six, was fully of bubbly energy. When she wore her blond hair in her favored braids or pigtails, she had a fresh, wholesome appearance that still managed to look incredibly sexy. Of course, her generous bosom endowment didn't hurt in that respect. Heather's slender frame was taller and, while less amply endowed than Emily, her figure had more curves than most. This, coupled with sultry features framed by long, black, silky hair, suggested a sexual volcano on the verge of eruption. 

After searching through page and page of ads requiring years of experience, technical certifications, or advanced degrees, Emily finally found one that she felt qualified for: "Dancer wanted. Looks matter. Dance moves don't." Unfortunately, the address listed was for a strip club and her father, the minister's, fifteen-minute sermon boiled down to "Hell no!" Heather, a certified lifeguard, found an opening at the YMCA, but her father absolutely forbade her from spending the summer there in a skimpy little swim suit. 

But the next day Heather’s father noticed an interesting ad as he sat in the kitchen drinking coffee and reading the paper. “Researchers needed to conduct statistical analysis on wieners. Contact Dr. June Sisters at the Big Fatty Institute. IN PERSON ONLY.”

“Hey, Heather!” her father called out. She and Emily were lounging in their pajamas in the living room watching cartoons.

“Yes, Daddy?” Emily tagged along right behind her. “Did you make us breakfast? You know not to bother me when I’m watching my favorite shows.”

“Look at this add, Heather. It looks perfect for you and Emily. Doing research on hot dogs. Yesterday, when you went grocery shopping for your mother and I, didn’t I tell you to get Ballpark beef franks and Smith’s natural casing wieners? You came back with ten packages of Gwaltney turkey frankfurters.”

“But Daddy, they only cost $1.29 a package. Those ones you said to buy were real expensive. Almost four dollars. I needed the extra money to buy…uh…feminine products.”

“You bought a bunch of magazines,” Emily whispered so only Heather could hear.  

“Oh, well, that’s okay then, honey,” her father said. “I’ll go buy the Ballpark and Smith’s dogs. You know we’re having a picnic tonight. I don’t want our friends and neighbors to think we eat cheap. You should apply for this job. In addition to making some money, maybe you’ll learn to discern the difference in the quality of one hot dog compared to another.”

“Daddy! I don’t even like hot dogs!”

“You will, honey. It’s an acquired taste. Your mother didn’t like hot dogs either until I put mine in her bun. That special secret stuff I put in the middle just squirts into your mouth when you take a bite. Much tastier than those cheese dogs.”

“I don’t like it, Daddy. Too salty or something.”

Her father laughed. “Honey, remember that picture I took of you when you were little and you took a big bite of a hot dog and the creamy stuff oozed out of your mouth and dribbled down your chin? You spit it out instead of swallowing it.”

“Yuk, Daddy!”

“Heather, now you go and apply for that job. Emily, too. Perhaps you will learn to enjoy eating a good hot dog. And take those hot dogs you bought with you. In case you get hungry.

“Yes, Daddy.”

“And I like the idea of you working for a woman, this Dr. June Sisters. I don’t want you to be sexually harassed by some dirty old man.”

“I don’t want to be sexually harassed either, Daddy. I don’t want any man to touch me until my wedding night.”

“That’s the attitude, honey. Did you and Emily do your devotions and pray this morning?”

“Of course, Daddy. And Emily’s father called to make sure we did, just like he always does when she sleeps over.”

“Now you two girls just go over to that institute and apply.”

“But Daddy,” Heather fussed, “we don’t know anything about ‘statistical analysis’ like it said in the paper. We are liberal arts majors. We haven’t learned how to do anything.”

“Didn’t I tell you to major in accounting, honey? Now, just go. If part of the research involves tasting the hot dogs, just make sure you swallow instead of spit.”

“I will, Daddy!”

* * *

Emily and Heather applied for the position of researcher for Dr. June Sisters at the Big Fatty Institute. Dr. Sisters interviewed them together.

“Where is Dr. June Sisters?” Heather asked the elderly gentleman.

“That’s me.”

“Oh. My father thought you were a girl. You know, the name June.”

“Men are named June, also,” he responded irritably. “There is a football coach named June Jones. Does it really matter whether I am a man or a woman?”

“Oh no, not at all. My father was just worried my boss might sexually harass me. But you’re much too old for that.”

He frowned. “Let us continue. There is much work to be done.” First, he gave them a little test. “Write ‘I we tall did’ on the slip of paper I gave you.” They did. “Now read what you wrote.” They did. He began to giggle.

“What’s so funny?” Heather asked him.

“What you said. ‘I retarded.’ That’s not funny?” He doubled over in hysterical laughter. “Just a little ice-breaker. We have serious business to discuss.”

“What’s so serious?” Emily inquired.

“The penis of the male of the species.”

“That does sound serious!” Heather blurted. “But we thought we were going to do some sort of research on hot dogs.”

“Yes, well, I guess you misinterpreted the add in the paper. Aren’t you interested any longer?” he asked.

“Yes, we are!” they both chimed.

“Good. My institute has been awarded a significant government grant to answer once and for all the age-old question, ‘Does size matter?’ Do you girls think size matters?”

“Huh?” Heather reacted.

“Let me rephrase the question, my dear. Is it how deep you fish, or is it how you wiggle the worm?”

“I don’t understand, Dr. Sisters,” Emily responded. “What in the world are you talking about?”

“Sex, Emily, sex. Does it matter to a woman how big her lover’s penis is?”

Both girls blushed.

“Uh…Dr. Sisters…uh…,” Emily stuttered, “Heather and I…uh…wouldn’t…uh…know the…uh…answer to that. We…are…uh…virgins.”

“Hmmm. I suspected as much. But that’s your problem. No worries, though. You can still perform the responsibilities of the job description of researcher for my institute. Do you think you can hold a penis and measure it?”

“Well…uh…we…uh,” Heather stuttered, “never…uh…have…uh…done that. But yeah, we…uh…could. I guess. Sure we can!”

“Good. You two are extraordinarily attractive. I think you will be able to get the men in the proper condition to be measured very quickly. I have this one researcher, a butch-looking lesbian, who can’t get them up for anything. You see, our researchers measure the penis first in the flaccid state, and then in the erect state. Since I’ll be paying you eight dollars an hour, I can’t wait all day for you to complete each survey.”

“But, Dr. Sisters, why don’t you just let the men measure themselves?” Heather asked.

“That’s been done before, Heather. All men lie about how big theirs is. Except me. No, my institute’s survey must be scientific, unbiased, and accurate. My professional reputation is at stake.”

“Dr. Sisters, we don’t know anything about a penis,” Emily commented, concerned.

“Your training begins now, girls.”

Dr. Sisters displayed a large chart. He used his pointer as he explained the corona, corpa cavernosa, Cowper’s glands, ejaculatory ducts, epididymis, prepuce, frenulum, glans, and prostate gland. Then he paused for a drink of water and continued with the scrotum, seminal vesicles, smegma, testicles, urethra, and vas deferens.

Emily and Heather focused silently but intently on Dr. Sister’s every word.

“Dr. Sisters, how big is the average man’s penis?”

“Exactly what I want you and Heather to find out.” He went on to talk about the Alfred C. Kinsey Institute report that measured ten thousand men and then compiled the results. The average penis is six inches, so the study said, with variations from three and three-quarters to eight and three-quarters inches. Dr. Sisters complained vehemently about the Kinsey techniques used for measurement.

“No one has done an accurate study on this extremely important question, ‘Does size matter?’ yet,” he claimed. “I will be the first. In addition to measuring the participant’s penis, you must ask a series of questions and record the answers. Don’t worry about that. It’s all on the form. In some cases where the credibility of the participant’s answers is suspect, we will make use of a plethysmograph.”

“What’s that?” Heather asked.

“A machine that measures sexual arousal to various stimuli. But don’t worry about that. You will receive instruction. The most important thing is that the physical measurement be consistent and accurate. I’m going to show you exactly how I want you to measure each man’s penis.” 

Both girls nodded in agreement. He unzipped his pants and dropped them, and his boxer shorts.

“Oh my God!” Emily screamed. “You have to be ten inches and it’s not even hard!”

“Yes, Emily, you are close. Mine is so big because of penis enlargement techniques. These techniques I will make available, for a small fee, to all those men in the survey who are below average. Men who are above average can also purchase my products if they want to get even bigger.”

“I can’t even possibly imagine having something that big inside me,” Heather observed as she stared at the doctor’s massive member.

“Yeah,” Emily agreed. “No way. Size does matter. If you don’t want to get killed on your honeymoon.”

“Okay, Heather, now hold my penis up with your left hand while you cup my balls with your right hand. You, Emily, take the tape. Put the end right where my penis is attached to my scrotum. Yes, right there. Oh, yeah. Now run the tape to the very tip of my penis.”

“Ten inches!” Emily exclaimed. “And look, it’s getting bigger!” She applied the tape again. “It is! Another inch longer. And still growing!”

“That’s a normal reaction, Emily,” he explained, “when a girl is holding a man’s penis. And one we want to happen because the penis must be measured while erect. Emily, rub up and down on it.” She did tentatively. He put his hand over hers and guided it. “Like this.”

“Let me try,” Heather insisted.

“There is room for both your hands,” Dr. Sisters advised.

The two girls stroked his penis, alternating hands. Kind of like playing nibs on a baseball bat.

“It’s real hard, Dr. Sisters,” Heather concluded. “Now what?”

“Measure it, Heather. Like you did before.”

“Wow!” she exclaimed. “Fifteen inches!”

“Actually, fifteen and one-sixteenth inches,” he snapped. “Make sure you get an accurate measurement.”

“Yes, Dr. Sisters. What now?”

“Now you will have to excuse me for about five minutes.” The good and hard doctor struggled out of his office with his pants still down and headed to the bathroom. When he returned he had pulled his pants up. “I must caution you, girls, that after you take the erect measurement, some men will want you to do a little something else.”

“Like what?” Emily asked innocently.

“Perhaps to continue rubbing their penises until they ejaculate. You are under no obligation to do that. Some might even ask you for fellatio.”

“What’s that?” Heather queried.

Dr. Sisters explained patiently.

“Oh my God!” Emily cried. “Put that thing in my mouth? No way!”

“I’m not doing that, either!” Heather agreed.

“Like I said, girls, you are not required to do anything but measure, before and after. And get the survey questions answered.” He showed them the form. “The participants in the survey fill out the top prior to the ‘examination.’ You girls fill out the bottom afterwards. You will note that the participant is required to list his penis dimensions. Part of our research is to compare the self-proclaimed answers with actual measurements, so I can determine how much exaggeration occurs and refute those other penis studies.”

“Dr. Sisters, these questions on the form are strange,” Emily observed. “I mean, ‘Do guys or girls give better blowjobs?’ and ‘Did you tell your mother before or after you had sex with Mom that you fantasized about doing her?’ sound really weird.”

“Don’t worry about the questions, young lady,” he snarled. “Just ask them as they appear on the form. They have a scientific purpose. For example, the second question measures not only propensity for incest, but also intelligence.”

“Huh?” Emily whispered to Heather. “I have no clue what he’s talking about.”

“Me neither,” she whispered back. “But we need the money. I want to go to the tanning booth and buy some new shoes.”

“Really,” Emily agreed. “I want that new Barbie PS2 game.”

“Girls, girls!” Dr. Sisters shouted. “I can’t hear you! What did you say? Are you ready to get started? There is a penis just waiting for a tape job.”

They both nodded eagerly.

“Very good. Here is his address. You are going to conduct the survey at his home. I have found that to be preferable to my laboratory. A man who must quickly get an erection feels much less anxiety in a familiar environment. Oh, and here are some condoms.”

“What do we need those for?” Heather asked, puzzled.

“After you complete the survey blow them up and have a party. They are cheaper than balloons. Well, actually they are free. The condom companies all give me free samples. Here’s ten dollars. Buy some pizza with the money. With anchovies. Joseph, your first appointment, likes fish. So he told me.”

They both nodded eagerly again.

* * *

Joseph opened the door reluctantly at the girls’ knock.

“Hello, Joseph. I’m Emily and this is Heather. We are here to measure your penis.”

“Uh…uh…yeah…I…uh…know,” he stuttered.

This dude was young, about the girls’ age, and skinny. Three or four inches shorter than Emily, maybe 98 pounds soaking wet, and he talked with a lisp. Yet he listed his penis size as 12. How can such a scrawny, nerdy guy have a twelve-inch penis, both girls pondered to themselves. At least without Dr. Sisters’ enhancement products.

“Joseph, you look nervous,” Heather said softly. “We’re just as nervous as you are. We’ve never done it before. Measure a penis. Well, except for Dr. Sisters. He had to show us how to hold it to accurately measure it and stuff. It’s not like it’s something we do every day, like most men.”

“Take your pants off, Joseph,” Emily requested.

“I…uh…don’t…uh…want to.”

“You have to, Joseph. We certainly can’t measure you over your clothes.”

“Uh…I…uh…no…I…can’t…uh…”

“Joseph!” Heather cried. “Please cooperate! Why should you be shy about showing us your penis? You have a very big one according to what you put down on the form. You listed your penis size as 12.”

“I don’t really want to do this,” Joseph whimpered. “Dr. Sisters is a professor at my college, and my faculty advisor.” He explained that he is shy about his body, but Dr. Sisters absolutely insisted that he participate in the survey if he wanted any chance of getting a degree. “Do you girls…uh…think…you…could…uh…say you measured me? And take my word for it?”

“No way!” Heather screeched. “We’ll get fired if Dr. Sisters finds out we lied.”

“And we don’t lie!” Emily added vehemently.

“C’mon,” Heather purred, “I’ll help you get your pants off, Joseph.” She undid his belt, popped the button, and pulled his zipper down. Tug, tug, tug. Heather got his jeans down to his knees. She reached down the top of his boxer shorts. “Uh…where is it? I have to see what I’m doing here.” She pulled the shorts down. “Oh, here it is! Hidden in the bush.”

Joseph had become so nervous that it positively shriveled. Nothing like Dr. Sisters’ ten soft inches, just a little button mushroom, not much more than an inch in length. The girls did know that there could be a tremendous difference between the flaccid and erect state of the male organ. Dr. Sisters had mentioned it, noting that his own member grew thirty-three percent and that some double or even triple in size.

“I have difficulty believing that puny little thing is going to grow to be an entire foot in length,” Emily spoke softly so only Heather could hear.

“Me, too. There’s only one way to find out. But we better measure it before we try to make it hard.” They did. “One and one-fourth inch.”

“Okay, make it hard now,” Emily said, “and we’ll measure it again.”

Heather rubbed it between her thumb and fore-finger. “This thing could fit in a thimble.”  

“Stroke it, Heather. I can’t really help you because there is not enough room on Joseph’s penis for my hands too, like there was for Dr. Sisters.”

“I am stroking it. I can’t get a good grip.” Heather started to cry. “Oh, Emily, Dr. Sisters will fire us if we can’t give Joseph a hard-on.”

“Uh…girls…I…uh…have a suggestion. It…uh…might help if I…uh…wasn’t the only one who…uh…has certain body parts exposed.”

“Take off your blouse, Emily,” Heather proposed. “And your bra. Yours are bigger than mine.”

Emily did. Joseph stared at her voluptuous melons. “Any progress, Heather?” she asked hopefully.

“Still fairly limp. But 2 ½ inches now. Stick your nipple in his ear. I saw that in a movie.”

“You watch smutty movies?”

“No, Emily, it was on the History Channel. In ancient Greece, famous philosophers like Socrates and Aristotle liked to get an ear job. And size did matter. How do you think Plato went deaf? Plato invented the hearing aid. That’s why they look like a nipple.”

“That wasn’t on the History Channel!”

“Well, some guy in history class told me it was when I got mad because he copped a feel. I felt sorry for him when he said he was deaf, so I didn’t turn him in for sexual harassment.”

Emily began to rub her breasts up against Joseph’s face and she played with his ears with her nipples. “How big is it now?”

Heather sobbed miserably. “3 ¼ inches. About the size of a Glue Stic. And not really hard. Oh, Emily we'll be fired for sure. Take your jeans off. And your panties. Maybe he'll like that.” She did. “Okay, okay, this is working better! Put it in his face. Perhaps the scent will appeal to him.”

“Put what in his face?” Emily asked innocently.

“Your pussy!” Joseph screamed. She did.

“Oh, he really likes that!” Heather exclaimed joyously. “It’s about 4 ¾ inches and hard, hot, and throbbing. Just not very big and I don’t think it’s going to get bigger. You lied, Joseph, you said it was 12!”

“Yeah, you lied!” Emily concurred.

“No, I didn’t! I’m a thientitht (scientist with a lisp). I answered scientifically, in centimeters.”

“Quick, Emily, do the math. How many inches is 12 centimeters?”

“Uh…4.7244 inches, I think.”

“Hey, that’s exactly the size of those hot dogs Daddy made me take. I measured them, just for practice. Then I simulated fellatio on them, just in case.”

“Where are those hot dogs?”

“I ate them. You know, I think I could get a penis the size of a hot dog in my mouth. But not a really big one like Dr. Sisters’ penis. How many centimeters do you think his penis is, about 60? You know math is not my strong suit.” 

Emily began to giggle at Heather’s silliness, which made Heather follow suit. 




Does Size Matter?



Joseph started to cry. “You girls are like all the rest. Every girl who went out with me, she laughed when she saw my penis.”

“No, no, Joseph, we’re not laughing at you,” Emily said softly, trying to console him.

“Please don’t cry,” Heather pleaded, wiping his tears. "What can we do to make you feel better and prove we weren’t laughing at you?”

“Pretend I’m one of those hot dogs you ate.”

“Uh…gee…I…don’t…know…”

Joseph began to wail like a wounded animal.

“Okay, okay. I guess it’s not like I have to be afraid of choking to death like I would on Dr. Sisters' monster.”

Heather put Joseph’s penis in her mouth and began to suck it like she did the hot dog. “You know,” she paused momentarily, “this even tastes a little like the hot dogs.”

“Let me try it,” Emily requested.

“Oh yeah…that’s it…oh…oh…oh yeah,” Joseph began to moan.

“I think the fact that you are naked, Emily, is turning him on a little.” Heather proceeded to take off her clothes. “Now give that hot dog back to me! I’m the one who knows how to do this.” Emily relinquished control.

“Joseph,” Heather cooed, “My Daddy’s hot dog shoots stuff when you bite it.”

“Bite me, Heather, please bite me!” She did. “Yeow! No, not that hard! Like, nibble.” She did. “Oh yeah…nibble baby, nibble…oh yeah…oh…oh…oh…yeah…”

“Here it comes!” Heather announced proudly as she pulled it out of her mouth to watch. Then she tasted the stuff. “You know, this isn’t bad. Much better than my Daddy’s.”

“Let me have some,” Emily demanded. “Yes, pretty good. Forget hamburgers. I’m switching to hot dogs.”

“Oh yeah, girls, eat it all up,” Joseph murmured happily, still throbbing and squirting into both their mouths.

Soon he began to get soft again. When it got to its former size he got self-conscious and pulled up his pants.

“Tell me, Joseph, what about these girls you dated?” Heather inquired. “After they saw your penis was that the end of your relationship?”

“Oh, no, not at all.”

“But…”

“I showed them this.” He stuck out his tongue. Then he licked his eyebrows. “This is what causes my lisp.”

“My goodness, that is by far the biggest tongue I have ever seen. What do you do with it?” Emily asked.

“Tongue tricks. Would you like to see some?”

They both nodded eagerly, wondering if he could clean his ears with his tongue.

He did show them his tongue tricks. Over and over and over. 

* * *

The girls went to Heather’s house after Joseph said his tongue had to rest for awhile.

“How was the first day on the job?” her father asked them.

“Just great, Daddy! You would not believe! And I really like hot dogs now. That stuff that squirts out of yours isn’t as good as the one we had today.”

“Well, honey, you should get me the recipe. The picnic is going on out back. Would you like a hot dog?”

“Oh, no, Daddy. But remember that beef tongue you cooked the other day? Do you have any more tongue?”

“No, Heather. I didn’t think you like tongue.”

“I do now!”

“Oh, I’ll get some more.”

“Yes, me too, Daddy. Hey, Emily and I are going over to our new friend Joseph’s place. He works with us.”

“What are you going to do there, honey?”

“Bible study. He speaks in tongues.”

“Well, you girls have a good time.”

“Quit yapping, Heather,” Emily whispered, “my clit is itching. Once you get started on this stuff you can’t stop.”

“Tell me about it,” Heather whispered back. “I should change my panties. They are soaked.” 

“I can’t hear you, girls.”

“We just said we’ll see you later, Daddy. Love you.”

“Okay, bye, girls. Love you, too.”

As they walked out the door Emily’s cell phone rang. It was Dr. Sisters. He had another appointment for them. It had to be done now. The participant in the survey had to go out of town immediately. But he said he would do the survey first because he might not be back for some time. The doctor asked if the girls completed the questions on the form. He didn’t seem to mind when Emily said they forgot. But she assured him that Joseph’s answer to, “Do guys or girls give better blowjobs?” would be “girls.” 

“You know, Heather,” Emily concluded reflectively, “we are still technically virgins.”

“That we are, Emily.”

“I…uh…I…think…maybe…I’d…like…uh…to…”

“Measure the penis and then put it between your legs?”

“Exactly!”

“I’m going first. I just hope it isn’t as big as Dr. Sisters', but a little bigger than Joseph’s.”

“Yeah, but Joseph more than made up for whatever he lacks between his legs with what he has between his lips. Do we have any condoms left or did we blow them all up?”

“Two left.”

“I feel like praying now, Heather. My father would want me to.”

“Go ahead, Emily.”

“My God, I want to get fucking laid!” she screamed.

“Amen!” 

* * *

This story may be never-ending. It just depends on how many readers agree to participate in the survey and get measured. 




Does Size Matter



"You still need to come in my mouth. Let's go back to bed so I can work on this monster."

We dried ourselves off and headed back to the bedroom. Julie pushed me onto my back and went to work on my cock with her hands and mouth. I was soon erect, though only about 12 inches and not very hard. 

"I want you to fuck my mouth now as deep as you can."

She lay back on the bed with her head leaning over the edge of the bed and opened her mouth as wide as she could. I stood in front of her head and she guided me into her mouth. I pushed in around six inches before hitting the back of her mouth and then started to fuck her with slow strokes. One of my strokes was a little long and I hit the back of her mouth and she gagged a little then moaned. I pulled out and repeated hitting the back again, this time though Julie tilted her head back slightly and I felt the head squeeze into her tight throat. 

I pulled back out and she gagged again, "Give me more."

Doubting she could take more, I pushed back into her mouth, feeling her gag once again I pushed and were rewarded with another couple of inches sliding in. The tight feeling around my cock head was more than I could take. "I'm going to come."

Julie pushed me back out of her throat so only my head was in her mouth. I shot the first stream into her mouth and she moaned loudly. The second and third spurts also ended up in her mouth, she then pulled me towards her coughing and gagging as I slid my still spurting cock down her throat and deposited the rest of my sperm into the throat.

When finished I pulled out of her mouth and she lay there coughing and gasping for air. "That was great," she said between coughs, "next time I want it all over my face so I see how much cum you produce."

I had invited Julie to stay over the following weekend, she arrived on Friday night with a small case.

"Are you ready to stuff my pussy again? I've been dripping wet all day just thinking about you stuffing your cock inside me."

"Sure am honey, I'm getting hard just thinking about it."

We moved to the bedroom, where we stripped and got onto the bed. There was no romance or foreplay, Julie lubed up my cock then her pussy and climbed above me sliding the first six inches into her. "Fuck, that feels good. I've been waiting for this for a while."

"Me too. My first load of the day is usually the biggest, so if you want to see how much I shoot, this will be the one to watch."

"Hmm, I'd like you to come inside my pussy, but we have all weekend for that. I want your come over my face and tits."

"Sure thing honey, ride me first then I'll cover your pretty face."

Julie stopped her fucking motion and slowly pushed down, taking me deeper into her pussy. Looking down I could still see around 4 inches as I bottomed out inside her.

"Fuck that's a big cock," she moaned, feeling it stretch her insides to the maximum, "I want you to fuck me now."

Climbing off me onto all fours, she wiggled her arse at me, her pussy gapping slightly from taking my cock. Moving up behind her I slowly pushed in hearing her groan as I slid into her about 8 inches, before slowly withdrawing and pushing in again. Pulling out her pussy gapped open, so I pushed in a few lubed fingers making she was nice and slick. Adding a fresh layer to my cock I pushed into her pussy again feeling myself slide into her easily. 

"Fuck, your pussy is tight, you're going to make me blow a large load."

"Yeah, fuck me baby, then come over my face."

I started to fuck her as fast as I could, Julie was moaning and cursing with each insertion of my cock, taking me in as far as she could. I tried varying the angle by standing up and crouching over her arse point my cock down slightly, surprisingly I reached the normal point but didn't feel any resistance. 

"I think I can go deeper," I said, "Why don't you try pushing back a little."

Julie moved her hand to the join between us and felt the 4 inches of cock still to go and tentatively pushed back a little. That was eleven inches up her pussy now, just three still outside. Julie felt the 3 inches outside of her pussy and pushed back again wriggling her arse slightly forcing me deeper into her. 12 inches were now inside her. "If I wasn't so turned on, I'd be all the way inside you now."

"That's getting a little uncomfortable now", Julie complained pulling off me slightly, relieving some of the pressure, before sliding back down again. "Please help me get it all in, I want to feel you all the way inside me."

"I'm not sure that's a good idea, I don't want to do any damage."

"Please," she begged pushing back against me. 

I held still allowing her to rotate her arse around a little and my cockhead pushed into something hard deep inside her. "Oww," she complained, "that's tender," before pushing back against me again. 

I pushed at her lightly feeling a little resistance. Looking over her shoulder at me she said "Do it." I knew what she wanted so decided to comply and pushed with added pressure, I felt her force herself back against me and the final two inches slid inside.

"Ahh, fuck," we both cried, Amy crying out loud as I forced the last painful 2 inches of my 14 inch cock into her pussy. I cried out feeling my hard cock fully embedded in a warm wet hole for the first time.

"Shit that feels good," I said, "How are you doing.". I could see she was gripping the sheets hard with clenched fists, her knuckles turning white. "I'm ok, " she said, rotating herself around a little to move my cock, before pulling forward and off me, collapsing on the bed. "That hurt, not as much as you stuffing it up my ass the other day, but it still hurt."

My balls were now throbbing waiting for their release, "Sit on the floor, I'm going to come over your face now."

I stood in front of Julie as she sat on her legs still breathing heavy from her exertions. Using both of my hands I started to stroke myself in front of her face. 

"Oh, your cock looks huge from here. I can't believe I've just rammed all that up inside my pussy. Now I want your come. Come over my face, then later I want you to stuff that huge cock back into my ass and come inside me. I want to sleep with a body full of come tonight."

"Oh yes, baby here it comes." My balls contracted sending the sperm up my cock and out onto her face, the first load hit her between the eyes and splattered across her forehead. The second and third landed on her left cheek, the fourth landed on her right cheek, the remaining streams went over the rest of her face. Even I was impressed with the coverage, her face was wet and shining with streams of cum dripping off her face. I started laughing at her.

"I need to look in the mirror," she said, getting up carefully and walking over to the mirror hung on the wall. "Fuck me, I'm covered."

"You certainly are."

Julie rubbed the sperm into her chest coating her boobs with the excess running off her face. "I think I need to take a shower."

"Oh I don't know, you look damn sexy like that," I said laughing.

"Yeah, ok smartass, I'm going for a shower."

"Ok, I'll make us some food."

After eating we sat and watched TV for a while. Julie was lying snuggled up close to me on the settee. I was beginning to feel my first feelings towards her and I'm pretty sure she was too. I leaned over to her and kissed her, she responded and soon we were locked together feeling and groping at each other. "Take me to bed and make love to me," she whispered in my ear.

Nobody had ever requested that of me before, everyone else had said, "You're not coming near me with that!", but Julie had softly requested me to make love to her. 

"I'd love to," I replied switching off the TV and leading her into the bedroom. I removed what little clothing she was wearing and lay her down on the bed. She removed my shorts and lubed up my cock and her pussy again. Holding her legs wide open she held open her pussy lips and guided me into her once again. With a grunt from both of us, the head pushed its way in and she wrapped her long legs around my back guiding me deeper into her. 

I was about halfway inside her, so started a slow fucking motion with half my cock. Julie reached up and kissed me, I responded by kissing her passionately while I made love to her. 

"I'm coming over your cock. God it's so big, it makes me so wet, fuck me with that big cock of yours. Fill my pussy with your load, then you can have my ass. I want to sleep with two loads of your come in my body."

Her dirty talk turned me on and I felt my cock expand and my balls contract sending the sperm into her pussy. 

"I'm coming, yes, your pussy is so tight. I'm going to fill it with my come."

"Yes, baby, then I want you to put it in my ass."

Once I had finished coming, my cock shrank slightly and lost its hardness, Julie moved down and took it into her mouth as deep as she could, sucking and licking at the head bringing it back to life within a few minutes.

"Now lube my ass and stick it in me," she got onto all fours and waved her ass in my face, her pussy was dripping as my come was slowly making its way out. I reached for the lube and pushed a couple fingers into her ass, before coating the first half of my cock.

Julie reached behind her and guided me to her asshole and pushed back onto me. With a scream her asshole opened and my head popped in, her tight ring clamping down around my head.

"Fuck that's a big cock," she repeated again and again as she pushed back forcing more of me to slide inside her. Soon I was halfway, "Fuck me now, nice and slow."

I pulled out slowly before pushing back in going deeper and deeper with each stroke. I applied lube to the rest of my cock and continued to fuck her ass with long slow strokes. Soon she had taken 10 inches, with around 3 or 4 left to go, "Do you want anymore?".

"Fuck yes, I'm going to try," Julie replied, reaching back with one hand and feeling the length of cock still to go, her other hand was gripping the sheets tightly. "Oh fuck, oh fuck. It's going in, oh fuck. Shit that hurts," she said while forcing herself back onto my cock. "God damn, you're killing me with that cock of yours. I need it all in me." 

I pulled out slightly and pushed forward again, until all of my cock was buried in her ass. "Fuck," screamed Julie as my legs touched hers, signalling I was fully embedded inside her ass.

"Oh fuck babe. You've got all of my cock up your ass." 

"Oh shit, I hope you don't damage anything. Come inside me, now. I need your come in me."

"I'm close babe, I need to fuck you a little though."

"Oh shit, I'm not sure about that. Let me do it, if it hurts I'll have to get you out." Julie moved forwards slightly and pushed back gradually increasing her movements, surprisingly she was now fucking the last few inches of my cock. 

"My ass is never going to be the same again, you've stretched me so much with your big cock."

"I know babe, but now I'm going to come again. Here it is, yes!" My balls contracted and forced the sperm into her ass, Julie pushed back hard taking me all the way inside and holding me there while I emptied myself deep in her ass.

She collapsed on the bed with my cock still buried up her ass and we rolled over and snuggled up together, my cock shrinking slightly and plugging her hole. After a few minutes, she pulled forward and lay on her front keeping the come inside her ass. Turning her head towards me, she said "I love and I love your big cock."

"I love you to babe".