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Bigger Is Better

By: ScentOf1Woman



It seemed like it took forever for her to reach the restaurant where she was supposed to meet Brandon for the first time. As usual, the traffic into the city was heavy. Melissa was very excited about their meeting. They had met on the internet some time ago, and she enjoyed chatting with him. Since she was married and a couple of years older than Brandon, she was also a little nervous about tonight.

Before leaving for the city, Melissa took a long, hot shower and made sure to wear something sexy for Brandon. She chose a straight black skirt, slit up the back; a low cut, button-down, purple silk blouse; black silk stockings; a lacy black bra with matching thong; a purple and black satin garter belt; and black stiletto heels. After putting the finishing touches on her make up, she admired her image in the mirror. "This should get him going," she thought.

When Melissa entered the restaurant, it took her awhile to pick Brandon out of the bar crowd. There he was... even sexier than she had imagined... 6'1" tall, 215 pounds, and well built with short brown hair and dark, sexy eyes. Brandon spotted her right away and was immediately taken with Melissa's beauty. His first thoughts were "there is no way this woman is 36 years old," she was about 5'6" tall, with dark brown hair, green eyes, and a great smile. She had an awesome set of knockers, at least a 36d, just like she told him, and an even better ass. Brandon made his way over to Melissa and took her into his strong arms, kissing her passionately as he hugged her.

Melissa was totally taken back by his steamy kiss, which aroused her beyond belief. She hadn't been kissed like that in years. Brandon then told her that their table should be ready soon. Melissa couldn't even think about the meal, all she could think of was how hot this young man had made her so many times online, and now, in person, he was turning her on even more. In the meantime Brandon could not take his eyes off of Melissa's breasts, as they waited for their table he kept staring at her chest. He couldn't wait to get his hands on her tits, and she knew it.

After being seated at their table, Melissa slipped off her shoes and put her feet in Brandon's lap, massaging his cock with her toes while they sipped their wine. She could feel his manhood straining against the material as she rubbed it. His dick seemed huge, nine inches he had told her. "I guess he wasn't lying," she thought. She tried to curl her toes around the shaft, but couldn't cover his girth. Her stocking-clad foot didn't come close to spanning his length either, she was truly amazed. Melissa smiled to herself as she thought about the fun they would have later on. After all, she had never been with a well endowed man, and couldn't wait to satisfy her curiosity. 

They talked and laughed over their salads and appetizers, then Melissa slid next to Brandon in the booth. She placed her hand on his muscular thigh and started massaging it. Once again, he became immediately aroused by her actions. Brandon looked into her eyes before pressing his lips to hers, and kissing Melissa hungrily. His tongue invaded her mouth, turning her on like never before. He slid his hand beneath the table and up under her skirt, tickling her sensitive inner thighs with his fingertips. She pressed her legs together, capturing his hand between her thighs. His fingers slithered up to her lacy stocking tops, then to the moistness radiating from her sex. Brandon moaned as he breathed in her womanly scent. 

"My God," he thought, "I have never wanted anyone this bad in my life." After pulling her thong to the side, he slid his finger up and down her wet slit, forcing her to let out a muffled groan. He cupped Melissa's pussy in his hand and was both surprised and even more excited by the fact that it was shaved clean. Her body jerked as he quickly inserted two fingers into her hot cunt and slowly worked them in and out, while massaging her clit with his thumb. It was difficult to keep herself from climaxing on the spot. All she wanted to do was go back to Brandon's house and let him ravage her body for hours on end. It had been so long since anyone had touched her this way.

The waiter returned with their dinners and Melissa scooted back to her spot across the table. Both of them picked at their food as they stared into each others' eyes, each lost in their own lustful thoughts. Finally, it was time to leave the restaurant. After paying the check, they walked to the parking lot arm in arm. Brandon whisked Melissa to his vintage red corvette, helped her get in, then jumped in the driver's seat before pulling her close for a long, deep kiss. His probing tongue entered her mouth and went to work. They groped at each other as their passion built. Brandon pressed her breasts together, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs through the material of her blouse, getting them hard before he blew on them. She moaned when she felt his hot breath through her clothing, and reached down to stroke his pulsating member. 

Brandon turned the key in the ignition and started driving home. Melissa unzipped his pants, and pulled his dick out of his briefs... astonished at how big it was. She could just about wrap her hand around his thick meat. Precum was forming on the head, and she leaned down into his lap to lick it clean. While she was lapping up the wetness, Brandon began thrusting his hips towards her mouth. Melissa needed no further prompting as she slid her lips over his rod and began sucking him off while he drove. He picked up speed, his moans filling the car as she devoured his entire length in her mouth. Brandon glanced at his crotch and all he could see was her head bobbing up and down, sucking his cock faster and harder. He wrapped her hair around his fingers and thrusted upwards... forcing his huge tool deeper and deeper into her throat. Brandon was astounded that she could actually fit his giant prick between her small lips. Melissa felt Brandon's body tense up right before he shot a humongous load of cum into her mouth, and she drank it all down, loving the sweet taste of him.

They pulled into his driveway and practically ran into the house. Once inside, Brandon pulled Melissa to him and began kissing her passionately as he frantically unbuttoned her blouse. He pulled it out of her skirt, then slid it from her shoulders, so he could admire her breasts. Melissa wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against his, as he captured her lips between his for another sweet kiss while guiding her over to the couch. They made out like teenagers, then Brandon took Melissa into his arms and carried her up to his bedroom. 

With her standing in front of him, he sat down on the bed to unzip her skirt, then he pushed it down to the floor so she could step out of it while he unbuttoned his shirt and removed his pants. Melissa slipped off her panties just before Brandon looked up, enthralled to see her in such sexy lingerie. He placed his hands on either side of her waist and pulled her on top of him as he planted kisses all over her neck and chest. She threw her head back and felt the huge bulge in his shorts rubbing against her distended clit. Brandon cupped her asscheeks in his hands, forcing her pussy to slide up and down against his growing erection as he licked the flesh above her right nipple. 

They grinded into each other as he unhooked her bra and took it off, pushing her back so he could get a good look at her naked breasts. He held her tits together and licked the areolaes. It felt so good to Melissa that she instinctively cradled his head as he began sucking one nipple, than the other, driving her crazy and making her moan in pleasure. She couldn't wait another minute to feel him inside of her, so she pulled his magnificent cock out of his briefs. Brandon took them off, then slid his big dick into her hot, wet pussy. The mushroom-shaped head felt so big and hard as it entered her tight sheath. Brandon grabbed her hips and slowly worked his turgid member all the way into her cunt. She had never felt so full in all her life. Melissa was on the verge of an orgasm just from having him inside of her. 

The feeling was incredible. If she moved, she knew she would cum. Brandon bucked his hips up against hers, and she exploded in one of the most intense climaxes of her life. With the palms of her hands pressed against Brandon's shoulders, she began fucking him with wild abandon, moaning as she tried to get her fill of his huge cock. She clenched her muscles tighter around his dick as she rode him like a cowgirl. Bouncing up and down faster and harder, while Brandon sucked on her swollen nipples. Melissa was in ecstasy... she didn't want to stop fucking him, ever! Brandon gyrated his hips while slamming his cock deeper into her pussy. His dick was forcing her to have one orgasm after another, each one longer and more intense than the last. She thought she died and went to heaven. Melissa had never felt anything like this in her life. 

After letting Melissa catch her breath for a few minutes, Brandon lifted her off of him and told her to bend over the bed. She immediately complied with his wishes, spreading her legs wide so he could enter her from behind. All of a sudden she felt his mouth on her pussy lips, sucking on one, than the other. Instead of fucking her, he pushed two fingers deep inside her pussy and began sucking and tugging on her clit, making her climax over and over again as his free hand groped her pendulous breasts. Just when Melissa thought she could take no more, Brandon stood up and rammed his swollen cock deep inside her wet pussy. 

She arched her back and wiggled against him, delighting in the way his giant member felt inside of her tight hole. Brandon grabbed her hips and pumped his cock inside of her fast and hard. Melissa was in ecstasy as he played with her tits and kept plowing into her harder. His cock was buried deep inside of her as she started to cum again, locking her muscles tighter around his shaft as she moaned in pleasure. The flexing of her muscles around his cock caused Brandon to grunt loudly as he shot his load deep inside of her. He collapsed on top of Melissa, kissing and nibbling on her neck, both of them truly satisfied at last! "Wow," she thought "bigger is better!"

Bigger is Better



Saunita was a third year Human Physiology major. She had to submit a term paper that would account for fifty percent of her semester's marks.

Professor Addleton was allowing his students to select the topic of their paper, to research it and to present their paper to the class.

The twenty-two-year-old coed wanted to choose something unique, unlike anything her classmates would do. That's when she came up with the idea of a study of men with small penises.

Saunita had one perplexing problem, where was she to find subjects for her research?

One night she was discussing the project with her father when he spontaneously volunteered to participate.

Saunita was surprised, unsure of how she should treat her father's suggestion. Would it be too weird for her to use own father in such a close manner? 

"Do you have a small penis?" Saunita blurted out.

"Four and a half inches!" her father smiled. 

A hundred thoughts flashed through Saunita's mind. This was sick, twisted, doing a sexual experiment with her father as the subject. Still they knew each other and Saunita had no doubt her father would express his truthful thoughts.

"You would be comfortable talking about it with me?" Saunita asked. 

"C'mon Saunita, you're a woman now, and quite a beautiful one if I may say so?" her father replied.

Saunita had lead a sheltered life. Her parents had emigrated from Iran during the uprisings and settled in the United States.

Taking up residence in a small Oklahoma town they had guided their daughter through the trials of being a visible minority in her elementary schools and sent her off to university full of confidence.

Her parents had always been very strict allowing her only to date other Muslim boys whose families followed the teaching of the Koran.

That is why her father's liaise faire attitude to her project surprised her.

The decision was made and Saunita's father would be her pilot subject for her school assignment.

Dev Alahad operated a successful chain of convenience stores. Saunita's father had done quite well financing his daughter's university education plus supplying her with her own Honda Civic to get about with. Saunita had dated a couple of boys but was concentrating on her studies.

Consequently her sexual experience was limited, she had only had intercourse with two boys and they had average size penises. Saunita was not well informed on the difference size made.

It was agreed that Saunita and her father would conduct their interviews in Saunita's bedroom where other members of the household would not disturb them.

It was in the evening after dinner that Dev entered his daughter's room dressed in his robe and pajamas. Saunita had also changed into her pajamas and lay on her stomach across her bed.

"Ready?" her father asked.

Saunita jumped up and went to get her notebook and her father got his first glimpse of her bare breasts as he loose fitting pajama top fell open at the neck.

Dev felt his cock twitch as he gazed at his daughter's perfect olive skinned tits. Tiny chocolate buttons teased to be suckled on.

"So your penis is only four and a half inches long?" Saunita asked in her best interviewer's voice.

"Yes." Dev acknowledged.

"How long do you wish it was?" his daughter asked.

"Oh I don't know, maybe seven or eight inches." Dev confessed.

"Why would you like it to be bigger?" Saunita continued.

"So I could make your mother happier." her father replied.

"Mom is not happy with it?" Saunita asked surprised.

"She doesn't complain but she likes bigger ones." Dev revealed.

"How do you know that?"

"Because she tried some and told me!" her father spilled the truth.

Saunita was horrified that her mother had sex with other men. It was against all the proper values her parents had instilled in her.

"Did you know about it?" his daughter asked.

"I watched them." Dev admitted. 

"You watched my mother having sex with another man?" Saunita asked in disbelief.

"It is better she be satisfied than to forgo the anguish in the dissatisfaction of disappointment." Saunita's father declared.

"Who sires mother? ´ Saunita asked in astonishment.

"Her brother, your Uncle Sighed. Sighed was blessed with an extremely large member." her father answered.

Saunita was astonished by the image of her mother submitting her body to her brother to achieve an orgasm.

"How often does Sighed service my mother?" Saunita asked.

Her father's revelation had encouraged a flood of new questions in Saunita's mind. It was no longer about her biology project but about the incestuous infidelity in what she had believed to be her upright family values.

"Sighed usually looks after mother's needs when he visits on Thursday nights." Dev answered.

Uncle Sighed had been visiting almost every Thursday night as long as Saunita could remember. Now the reason for his habitual visits became clear. He was fucking her mother!

"Does this not bother you father?" Saunita asked.

"At first it did but when I saw how happy and loving your mother become I knew I was doing the right thing." Her father explained.

"That what family is my dearest daughter, they submit to the other's needs so they too may be happy."

Saunita got the impression her father's remark was directed at her. That a good daughter would submit herself if her father could find happiness in her body.

"May I see your cock father? Saunita asked.

Dev was surprised by his daughter's shameless request and her use of the word cock referring to his inadequate manhood.

Dev considered his daughter's request for a moment than opened his robe. Standing he pulled out his erect cock for his daughter to take a look at.

Saunita's was fascinated staring at her father's erection. True, in was not very big but it seemed to be beckoning her.

"May I touch it?" she asked shyly. 

Her father approached to where she was sitting. Saunita's hand went out and gripped her father's hard cock.

"Stroke it Dear." her father moaned.

Saunita did as her father asked, running her hand up and down the short distance from the head to his scrotum. She felt his cock throb in her hand.

"Would you put it in your mouth?" her father looked at her with puppy dog eyes.

Saunita's crimson lips opened. 

Saunita held her breath as her father entered her mouth. She had never had a cock in her mouth before but this was a special father and daughter ritual. It was a daughter's duty to honor her father, to submit to his wishes and bring him pleasure. If this required her to suck his cock, so be it.

His cock felt strange in her mouth, unlike anything she had ever accepted. Of course she had had meat in her mouth but it had not been alive! Saunita had put her own fingers in her mouth but she could feel her mouth on her fingers but with her father's cock she only felt his cock. 

Her lips automatically sealed around his member as she inhaled. Saunita's tongue explored her father's cock as she adjusted it in her mouth. He was only small but felt quite large in her mouth.

She felt her father's hands cradle the back of her head and hold it as he edged more cock into her head. Her father's cock slid further into her mouth almost reaching her throat.

"Suck Daddy's cock Sunshine." Her father moaned.

Saunita's father had not called her Sunshine since she was a teenager. She began carefully sucking her father's penis.

As Saunita sucked and stroked her father's cock she knew he would soon ejaculate his sperm. Would he deposit his seed in her mouth or would he withdraw his penis and perhaps sprinkle her face with his globs of milky white fluid? Saunita would accept his choice, ingest his sperm if that is what he chose or allow him to decorate her face.

Her father released her head and reached down and lifted the hem of her top up above her breasts. As she continued sucking her father fondled and caressed her bare young mounds.

Saunita experienced her first taste of a man's sperm as her rope after rope of her father's semen fired across her tongue. Unquestioningly the obedient daughter swallowed.

The strange stuff journeyed down her throat like a slimy snail sliding down to her stomach. A salty brackish taste spread through her mouth as her father's cock continued to deliver his seed into his submissive daughter's mouth.

Saunita heard her father moaning sounds of deep pleasure as she consumed the substance. 

Saunita was happy, she had brought such joy to her beloved father simply by feeding off his cock. She sucked the final drops of father's semen from his spent penis before allowing him to withdraw. 

Having calmed her father's arousal Saunita resumed the interview. 

"Will you continue with our top off?" her fast her asked.

Obligingly she slipped her pajama top off over her head baring her young breasts for her father to view whilst they talked.

"You have become a truly beautiful woman my daughter." Her father praised. 

"It is because I have a wonderful father." Saunita replied still tasting her father on her tongue.

"Does mother get great pleasure from Uncle Sighed?" she asked her father.

"I have watched your mother experience remarkable orgasms with Sighed's member in her." He answered.

"Do you think Uncle Sighed would pleasure me?" Saunita questioned. 

"I fear his organ is much too big for a unspoiled vagina such as yours my daughter." Dev offered.

"But I have had other men with sizeable penises in me!" Saunita argued.

"Let you father sample your treasure and then I will be better able to advise you." Dev suggested.

Saunita stood up and pulled her pajama bottoms down over her hips revealing a lustrous bush of shiny black pubic hair. She stepped out of the pajamas and returned to the bed.

"Take me father." She said opening her legs.

Dev could see the glistening of moisture peaking out through her hair and knew she was sexually aroused. His face went down to her open crotch and his tongue burrowed into her jungle of tangled hair.

He heard Saunita moan as the tip of his tongue crossed over her erect trigger while he explored her channel. His tongue slid into her birth canal without difficulty confirming to she was no longer a virgin.

Removing his face from between her legs he positioned himself to mount her.

Saunita closed her eyes as her father lowered his cock into her waiting vagina.

"Ahhhhhh!" he moaned as his daughter's warm flesh gripped him. 

Her father sank into her his full length and did not reach her cervix, he was small!

"Oh Daddy!" she moaned as she wrapped her legs around him.

It was a slow and leisurely fuck. Having relieved himself in his daughter's mouth Dev Alahad wanted to savor her womanhood.

"I will speak to Uncle Sighed on your behalf." Saunita's father said as he left her room.

Many thoughts run through Saunita's mind that night as she fell asleep. She had sex with her father and she did not feel any guilt. She desired to have her uncle's giant cock in her and experience what her mother had all these years. Saunita fell into a troubled sleep dreaming of a faceless man with a huge cock fucking her in her virgin ass.

Saunita was sitting at her computer recording the information she had learned from her father onto her project paper.

"Hi Sunshine, I talked to Uncle Sighed." Her father announced as he entered her bedroom.

"Yes. What did he say?" Saunita asked excited.

"He said he would be honored to bed you." father smiled.

Saunita grinned, as her dream was to come true.

"He would like you to go to his home Friday night." her father advised her.

Sighed Gavaskol lived in a large house not far from the Alahad home where he lived with his wife and nineteen-year-old daughter Aisha.

Saunita mistakenly thought Uncle Sighed would be home alone having sent the women on a trip somewhere so they may have the house to themselves. She was surprised when Aisha answered the door.

"You have come to see father?" the pretty girl greeted her.

Saunita was invited into their home and greeted by Aunt Hanna sitting in the parlor. After greeting their visitor Aunt Hanna instructed Aisha to take Saunita upstairs to her father.

Saunita was astounded by the directness of their contact. 

Aisha guided her cousin to the master bedroom where Sighed was waiting garbed in a silk robe.

"I understand you want me to service you?" Sighed said greeting his young visitor.

Saunita blushed at the bluntness of his question, "Yes" she shyly replied.

"Please disrobe." Sighed ordered.

Saunita began removing her clothes and was surprised to see Aisha was also undressing.

Both naked girls crawled onto the bed while Sighed removed is robe and Saunita got her first look at her uncle's monster cock.

"Oh my god!" she thought having never seen such a huge cock on a man. She estimated it measured at least ten inches in length and had the girth of her forearm. Any woman that could accept such a cock in her would surely experience a tremendous orgasm.

Saunita glanced over at her cousin. Aisha lay prone on the bed awaiting her father to join them. Aisha was a fragile girl, daintier than Saunita. Her skin had a lighter shade and her breasts were more conical, not as full as Saunita's. Saunita could not imagine such a little daughter accepting her father's gigantic cock.

Sighed walked over to the bed with is erection threatening the girls like Godzilla about to pillage a village. The bed groaned from his weight as he joined the two young girls.

"You are not a virgin my child?" Sighed asked his niece.

"No uncle, I have laid with my father." She answered.

"Good." Sighed replied as he positioned himself on his back with his upright erection pointing to the ceiling.

Well-known to Aisha this indicated Sighed desired his courtesans to pay homage to the object of their desire. The very small daughter reached out and took her father's cock in her hand. Saunita watched as she began to lick the bulbous head as if it were an ice-cream cone.

"Join her Saunita." Sighed ordered.

Saunita moved her face closer and her tongue came out to timidly lick the shaft of her uncle's great cock. 

Being so close to her uncle's enormous cock only made it seem more menacing. Surely such a load would tax her vagina's ability? 

"Ride it Aisha my lovely." Sighed ordered is daughter. 

Dutifully Aisha rose to straddle her father's erection. Saunita assisted by guiding it to her cousin's entrance as she lowered herself in the impossible task of taking her father's cock inside her womb.

Saunita watched in awe as her uncle's cockhead spread his daughter's labia and inch after inch of the wide pipe disappeared the young girl's sanctuary.

Aisha did not stop her plunge until her spread pussy lips kissed her father's scrotum. She had completed the impossible with developed skill. 

Saunita saw the look of pleasure in her cousin's eyes as she rode her father's cock. She realized Aisha's pussy was a normal case for her father's cock.

Aisha bobbed effortlessly on her father's penis like a cork in choppy water. Sighed gripped his daughter's waist synchronizing her movements with the rhythm of his cock. 

It looked so easy when Aisha did it and she certainly was no bigger than Saunita.

"Let our guest have a turn." Sighed said to his daughter.

Grudgingly Aisha dismounted her father's joystick.

As he slid out of his daughter Sighed's hard shaft glistened with a coating of her juices. Saunita could see his cock was wet all the way to its base yet it seemed to have grown larger from being in her.

Determined to try to be like her cousin she threw her leg over her uncle's hips and placed her entry over the tip of his cock. Bravely she sat letting her weight drive uncle's meat into her. 

The pain was as short lived, as it was acute as Sighed's cock stretched her tense cunt to accept its size. Saunita smugly slide down on Aisha's lubricant until she to had received his entire cock into her young womb.

What an astounding feeling, until she had rode her father's little cock she did not realized what an effect size had. With Uncle Sighed's gigantic cock in her Saunita felt fulfilled with no space wasted in her internal playground.

Sighed's hands cupped her firm breasts as she began to gyrate her hips on his pleasure bringer.

"Oh uncle!" Saunita moaned before Aisha kissed her.

Saunita was enjoying the deep powerful strokes of her uncle's cock when Aunt Hanna appeared in the bedroom doorway.

"I see you have tasted the bliss your mother seeks." Aunt Hanna said, "Do not neglect out little Aisha."

Aisha smiled her content as she fondled Saunita's breasts with her father.

Aunt Hanna was gone as quickly as she had appeared leaving her husband to enjoy his two young courtesans. 

Saunita returned home with an irremovable smile on her face to finish her school report. 



Bigger is Better



Watching the ball roll down the lane, knowing it was going to curve a bit too far to the right to pick up the spare, Rachel, turned around and slowly headed back to her seat. She was glad she joined the bowling league, but her game had suffered since she pretty much hadn't picked up a ball in almost three years.

But now that she and Rick had been married for almost a month, they decided to pick up their old hobbies again and not feel that they have to do everything together.

Both were runners, so they did that every morning together, but Rachel loved bowling while Rick was really into inline skating, so they decided to pursue their interests as "alone time", but either could join the other if they felt the inclination.

After their second game, a few of the women decided to go to the bar and get some drinks. Rachel rarely drank much, but whenever she bowled she got the craving for a beer or two. Standing at the counter, an extremely large man walked from the end of the bar to where the women stood. "What'll it be ladies?"

"Hey Harry," one of the women replied, "I'll take a beer."

The rest ordered likewise. When he handed Rachel hers, he gave her a smile and nod and took her money. Giving a small smile back, she couldn't help but shudder inside as the hefty man turned around to ring up the drinks. He had to be well over four hundred pounds, she just couldn't understand why some people would do that to themselves. Being a personal trainer, her inclination was to hand him a business card, but she didn't want to appear rude, besides, she was off duty.

"Oh well," she thought as she and her teammates walked back to their lane.

Over the next few weeks, Harry and Rachel would chat a little about bowling, life and mostly insignificant things as they got to know each other. As time went on, her opinion softened, but not by much. He did have a handsome face with nice eyes, but with the scraggly beard, unkempt hair and some fairly good sized tattoos on his arms and most likely on other parts, he was the antithesis of everything she found appealing.

A few weeks later, after getting two gutter balls in a row, Rachel decided to take a break and get something to drink. Approaching the bar, Harry saw her and had her bottle in front of him ready to go. Exchanging pleasantries, he handed her a small piece of paper. Looking at it, she immediately recognized it was a phone number. "Why doncha' give me a call sometime."

Stunned she looked at him and felt a little creeped out said, "Sorry, I'm married."

Shrugging as he turned around to deposit the money into the register, Rachel made her exit from the bar.

Surprised and oddly a little flattered at the attention, but dismayed because he seemed to actually think she might take him up on the offer seriously confused her. After all she was five feet one inch and about a hundred and twenty five pounds and was in excellent physical shape while he probably wasn't quite six feet and closer to four hundred and fifty pounds.

Dropping the number in her purse so she could take it and show Rick and have a good laugh, she immediately wiped it from her mind so she could focus on the game.

Arriving home and filling Rick in on the number, she dug in her purse but wasn't able to find it. After describing Harry, Rick was particularly amused. After that, Harry's name, as far as Rick was concerned was, "My Competition" and he would ask about him when Rachel returned from her weekly bowling game.

After a few weeks, Harry eventually asked, "Hey, how come you haven't called?"

"Already told you, I'm taken."

He just smiled, handed Rachel her drink and took her money, then waited on another customer.

Getting a little annoyed that he was continuing to hit on her, while she did enjoy the attention of men, she really wasn't sure want to think of Harry. Of course she'd have enjoyed more if the man in question was at least somewhat attractive to her.

This continued for the next several months, they would have some pleasant, light conversation, then sometimes he'd ask her to call him or ask for her number, other times would say nothing of the sort.

The more they got to know each other, the more she began to like him. He was very intelligent and seemed very confident and appeared to be the type who knew what he wanted and wouldn't back down, unlike Rick, who could be assertive if need be, but most of the time was a conciliator who often sought compromise, much like most of the men in her life. 

Harry on the other hand was a "damn the torpedoes full speed ahead" type which she found strangely intriguing since she really hadn't been around this type of guy before very much.

Even so, if Harry was as hunky as Rick, and Rick was out of the picture, she still wouldn't be interested in him as anything more than an acquaintance. Sure, she really didn't know him, but he seemed to be the "old fashioned" type where the man is in charge and the woman is more of an accessory. Nothing like the partnership she shared with Rick.

Walking through the snow to the alley, Rachel just wanted to be out of the cold. Finishing her first game, she was annoyed with her performance, but to be honest, she did have a lot on her mind. The next two games went just as bad and she was extremely distressed that she couldn't focus on her game. 

Afterwards, as everyone headed out to their cars, Rachel wasn't quite ready to go. Stopping in the bar she was met with a fresh bottle and a smiling Harry.

Sitting, Rachel appreciatively took the beer and nodded her thanks.

"So, how'd ya do today?"

"Awful" she replied. "I just wasn't able to focus today."

"Really? What was wrong?"

Not sure why, she told Harry about Rich having to attend some meeting for work at the last minute, out of town, and that he probably was about to land so he'd miss their anniversary on Friday. She didn't understand why it bothered her so much, but it did.

"Hey, I'm sorry to hear that. Have you considered just getting together with some of your friends that night and hanging out?"

"Nah. I think I'll just stay home and relax, maybe watch a movie or something. It's a shame, 'cause I made some nice dinner reservations downtown just before he found out and now I'll have to cancel them."

"Listen," Harry said, "I'll be happy to escort you, it's no fun to stay at home."

He looked sincere, and she agreed staying home would be lame, so she nodded her head and 

reached for one of her business cards. "Give me your number again and I'll let you know Friday."

Looking at it, Harry remarked, "personal Personal trainer, huh?"

"Yup."

"Interesting," he said smiling, then moved over to help some other customers.

Friday arrived quickly, and Rachel was glad she decided to go out rather than stay at home. She had arranged her schedule so she wouldn't have any clients allowing her to devote the day to her husband. Since that didn't work out, she spent the time working out and cleaning the house.

The time dragged on and at about two she decided to call Harry to see if he was still willing to go out.

"Sure," Harry replied. "I traded off today, so you can come over whenever you like."

After getting the directions to his apartment, she showered, and then picked what cloths clothes to wear.

She decided she'd go with the short black dress with matching thong, see through bra, fishnet stockings and high heeled shoes she had bought for Rick for their anniversary dinner, and after. "No since letting go to waste," she said to herself as she got dressed.

She arrived at the apartment at almost five, as she parked and got out of her car, she noticed the dress had moved up quite high on her legs. Suddenly wondering if her outfit was too much, she decided it wasn't. After all the restaurant they were going to was very fancy, and she wouldn't stand out, other than being with someone as large as Harry.

Nervously, she knocked and was surprised to see Harry wearing sweat pants and a big t-shirt.

"I'm sorry ... am I too early?"

"Nah, no prob."

"Thanks," she hesitatingly said as she removed her coat. " Umm, you should know that the restaurant requires a jacket and tie."

"Sorry, the only jacket I have was when I was a hundred pounds smaller and I'm not sure where my tie is."

"You only have one tie?"

"Yup, don't really need one at a bowling alley."

"Well ... I guess we could go somewhere else?"

"I do have some left over pizza and beer."

For a second, Rachel considered just going home, but she realized that she felt a bit of a charge run through her. She felt a little naughty being at a strange man's home, dressed sexily on her six month wedding anniversary. Also, she liked that he wasn't fawning all over her. He hadn't even complimented her on her outfit yet. To be honest, she felt somewhat disappointed.

"Ok," she said as she walked over to the couch. Sitting down, she sank deep into the couch. Obviously Harry had had it for a long time. Moving to the other side wasn't much better because she still ended up in an awkward V position, and since she had a rather short dress on, it provided a better view of her than she really was comfortable with.

Scooting up to the edge so she was at a more comfortable angle, she watched Harry as he grabbed a pizza box out of the fridge and a couple of beers. Remembering similar scenes from when she was in college, she immediately felt awkward and nervous as if going to her latest boy friend's place for the first time. As she watched him looking around for a bottle opener, then open them and bring them to her, she felt a moistness in her panties, and after glancing down saw that her nipples were standing at full attention. Luckily, she had a dark dress and the lights were fairly low in the apartment, so Harry probably wouldn't notice. Trying to clear her mind, she wondered if it was the situation and memories that were affecting her. Surely it wasn't Harry?

When Harry sat beside her on the couch, Rachel fell back into the seat. Before she could push herself back to her former position, he handed her a slice and her beer. Giving up, she sat there, ate her pizza and sipped her beer.

After they finished, he picked up the plate and empty bottles, and took them back into the kitchen. Watching him move around, then bend over the sink she realized that she was so nervous that she was almost shaking. Also, the tingling between her legs was becoming more intense as she watched Harry. She could not recall a time she had felt like this before. She had never felt this nervous around a man before, even on her first dates or the first time she and Rick were intimate.

She was also starting to feel warm. Sure she wasn't a big drinker, but one beer didn't usually affect her like this, besides, she still had half a bottle left.

Hearing something fall on the floor in the kitchen, Rachel turned just in time to see his bulk bend down to pick whatever it was up. Transfixed, she couldn't help but stare at his huge ass snugly wrapped in grey sweats.

Glancing around, Harry caught her looking and a big smile appeared on his face. Blushing, she turned her head, looking towards the stereo cabinet hoping he wouldn't think she was in any way interested.

Walking towards her, he sat down and put his hand on her knee, sending a spark directly to the moist area between her legs. Before she was able to react, he looked at her and said, "I can't stop staring at you either."

He then leaned in and kissed her. Returning the kiss, she got lost as his huge proportions leaned onto her. Finding she enjoyed the sensations, it wasn't until his lips left hers that she tried to push him off her. He eventually relented and backed off of her. Wiggling off the couch, she now stood over him and said, "Don't ever try anything like that again!"

Looking confident, he replied, "You mean, you come over looking hot as hell, let me give you a good long kiss and suddenly you don't want it."

"I can't, my husband wouldn't like it."

"But would you?" he asked placing his hand on her shoulder.

Leaning into her, she found herself lifting her head to meet his. Kissing passionately, her legs suddenly felt like wet spaghetti. Sensing her weakness, Harry picked her up, threw her over his shoulder, carried her into his bedroom and forcefully tossed her on the bed. As he joined her, she pleaded with him again, "Please, I shouldn't do this, my husband ..."

"Ya' know, he could be doing this with someone else right now."

"No," she said defending him, "he wouldn't ever cheat on me, so I probably shouldn't on him."

"Are you trying to convince yourself? 'Cause you haven't convinced me you don't want to."

As he said that, he put his hands between her legs and felt her drenched panties. "Something tells me you want this."

She barely heard him as shock waves coursed through her body. Taking her lack of comment and the spreading of her legs as surrender, Harry grabbed the hem of her dress and violently ripped it from her quivering body."

Seeing her sexy panties and bra, Harry remarked, "Nice of you to wear that for me."

As her resistance faded away, she weakly replied, "I didn't wear it for you!"

"Yeah, you wore it for someone, didn't ya'?"

"Nooo," she moaned, " I ..."

Before she finished her thought, Harry was on top of her kissing her forcefully. Not understanding why she was responding, all she knew was she was incredibly horny and wanted this more than anything.

While their lips were locked, he reached with one hand to her panties and tore them from her body, gasping in surprise as his hand replaced the thin silk that had covered her womanhood. Shoving his finger inside her brought her to the brink of orgasm. Roughly thrusting his finger, then two into her shot waves of pleasure through her body that she had never felt before. As he withdrew his fingers, a disappointed moan escaped Rachel's throat.

Before she could do anything, Harry was laying between her legs eating her pussy as if it was the last one on earth. His tongue knew every place to hit and she never felt so stimulated. While Rick was very good in bed, Harry so far was ten times better. Harry knew exactly what to do. Feeling her pulse quicken she squealed as a massive orgasm swept through her body.

She was bucking into his mouth, and Harry didn't let up, and within only a couple of flicks of the tongue she was heading for her second orgasm. Rarely did Rachel have a single mild orgasm, but within the span of a minute with Harry she had two powerful climaxes, and thankfully, things were only just beginning.

As he continued to lap her already satisfied pussy, she felt his finger press against her virgin asshole. Before she knew it, she was ready for another orgasm. Ramming his finger deep inside her anal cavity, she lost count of the orgasms that ravaged her body. Out of breath and dazed she was completely helpless.

"Now ... I'm gonna fuck you, bitch" Harry said.

Not accustomed to hearing such language, especially in bed, gave her another thrill. As Harry slid off the bed, he positioned her legs so they were hanging over and spread for easy access. Squirting some lotion on her butt hole she wiggled her ass as he pressed his engorged dick against it.

Hesitating, she grunted out a nervous, "No ... wait, not there!"

Squirting more whatever it was, she felt him spreading her cheeks as he inserted his cock into the opening. "Ungggghh" she squealed as he eased himself into her. While she had never had anything other than a finger up there before, and even with the generous amount of lube it was still rather painful, yet it was also gave her the such a rush of pleasure she came again. On an really hot night with Rick, she would be lucky to have two modest orgasms. Tonight though, she almost felt like she'd been having one long climax with only a few breaks to catch her breath.

As Harry pushed deeper into her, the pain was replaced with a thrilling ecstasy nothing like anything she'd felt before. Unable to say anything other than a guttural moan, she pushed back against him. Feeling his balls slap against her burning pussy, she barely could make out what Harry had asked. After a few more thrusts he slapped her ass cheek hard and said, "Hey bitch, has anyone ever done this to you before?"

"Uugh ... uugh ... no!"

"Has Rick ever made you feel like this?"

"Nooo" she moaned.

"Keep it that way ... your ass is now mine."

"Yessss, my ass is yours."

Harry continued until he quickly pulled out, grabbed Rachel's waist and positioned his dirty cock against her saturated and waiting pussy. While his cock wasn't as large or as thick as Rick's, he seemed to know where to put it and how to use it.

On the brink of yet another strong orgasm, Harry pulled out again, flipped Rachel over onto her back in one quick motion. Holding her legs straight up, he put them against his big chest and quickly reinserted himself in her waiting cunt.

Gripping her hips, and digging into her thighs he thrust his cock inside her harder and harder. Coming down from yet another orgasm, she felt Harry's body jolt as he thrust violently once more into Rachel. Grunting unintelligibly Harry emptied the contents of his cock into Rachel's waiting pussy. He continued thrusting as each spurt exited his member. When it finally stopped, Harry climbed onto the bed, forcefully moved Rachel up he then collapsed beside her with his huge arm on top of her chest, Harry seemed to struggle to catch his breath.

Within a few minutes Harry was snoring. Rachel poked and pushed him to no effect. His massive arm and leg were over her body in a weird approximation of spooning.

The guilt that had been absent since they first kissed suddenly arrived in force. Feeling like the worst person on earth, she slunk out of bed. Looking at the night stand, she notice a pack of condoms sitting next to a clock and an old soda can. Seeing that and feeling his drying seed on her leg she felt the blood as it drained from her face.

As a mild queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach grew, she wasn't sure it was about the sex or the fact that they didn't use protection. As she crawled back into bed, and pressed against him, his huge arm returned to its position over her. As she drifted off to sleep all she knew was she felt very warm and secure. Part of her wanted to rush home, shower and try to forget what she did, but another part wanted to stay where she was warm and secure in the arms of her new lover.

A final thought appeared in her mind causing a little guffaw to escape her lips as she faded into sleep, 'Who knew bigger really was better!' 



Bigger is Better...



Jennifer Sizemore was a nymphomaniac in training; a size queen that craved big dick. It wasn't always that way. 

Jenny was an all-American girl in high school. A petite 5'2" and barely 100 pounds dripping wet, she was a district winning gymnast and cheerleader at Highland Park High School in Dallas. She had dated the football team's starting QB and was one of the most popular kids in school. 

Raised in a devoutly religious family, Jenny was a "good girl" in school. She remained a virgin until her senior prom when she finally gave in and let her boyfriend make love to her. Of course they had fooled around, she had even sucked his penis, although the thought of him cumming in her mouth was repulsive. To finish the job, she jerked him off into a towel. The stud QB had a bit of a quick trigger, and his six inches did little to satisfy Jenny on prom night.

She attended Oklahoma University, only too glad to say sayonara to her boyfriend who accepted a Division III scholarship to Podunk U in East South Central Nowhere. She gave up gymnastics in college when the coach tried to feel her up during tryouts; seems Jenny's lithe gymnast body had matured nicely, her perky breasts just too much for the coach to ignore. 

Jenny didn't mind, between her school work and joining a prestigious sorority, her social calendar stayed busy. During sorority pledge week, the pledge master had forced the girls to watch an all night marathon of XXX films. Jenny had never seen porn and the non-stop sexual action had her feeling things she had never before experienced. She was mesmerized by the big dicks each of the male actors sported. The women seemed to have non-stop orgasms, a thrill Jenny had never enjoyed. 

She blossomed into an extremely attractive young woman and men were somewhat intimidated by the diminutive fireplug. She dated little, her few sexual encounters always leaving her unsatisfied. During a fraternity rush party her junior year, Jenny had a few too many glasses of party punch and ended up upstairs with a boy from another school. The boy was very aggressive and had Jenny's shirt off and her bra undone before Jenny could blink an eye.

"Stop it," Jenny screamed, as the frat boy worked his horny hands up under her short skirt. 

"Come on babe, I know you want some of this," the drunken coed slurred as he unzipped his jeans and freed his rapidly hardening member.

"No I don't..." Jenny froze as the frat boy's cock came into view. His dick was very large, instantly reminding Jenny of the porn movies she had seen during sorority pledge week. The big boner dwarfed her high school boyfriend's wee wienie and Jenny suddenly felt the urge to grab the boy's tool.

"Yea, that's it baby," the boy cooed as Jenny wrapped her petite hands around his massive girth, "Chicks can't resist my Johnson."

Jenny attacked the boys cock with insatiable passion, licking and sucking his dick like a woman possessed until he exploded in her mouth.

"Damn, babe, I've never seen a girl go to town like that," the frat boy exclaimed, collapsing back onto the clothes strewn bed, his slowly deflating member still glistening from her oral assault. 

Even as she enjoyed the salty taste of her first cum, Jenny was instantly embarrassed. What had come over her? She quickly gathered her shirt and bra, hurriedly leaving the filthy room. When she got back to her dorm room, she stripped naked, jumped in bed, and fingered her pussy furiously, thinking of the boy's big dick as she had her first ever orgasm.

Jenny kept her new infatuation a secret. She ordered a large red vibrating dildo off the internet, and when she craved a big dick, she practiced deepthroating "Big Red". In time, she learned to take the massive dildo's full length in her tight pussy, several minutes of deep penetration sure to coax a mind blowing orgasm. She dated several guys throughout her college years; unfortunately she never met anyone to measure up to the anonymous frat boy or to Big Red.

After graduation, Jenny landed a great job in Chicago working for a prestigious advertising firm. She became engaged to a young lawyer named Brad, became involved in several charities, and slowly lost her attachment to Big Red. Brad had a rather average dick but Jenny convinced herself that average was OK. Brad was conservative, stable, had a good job, and her family liked him; everything a woman could or rather should want.

Periodically she would see a guy's bulge in a tight pair of jeans or bike shorts and she would fantasize about the guy's big dick, her pussy tingling and wet. Big Red was nice, but she had never enjoyed a real man's steely flesh buried ball deep in her horny twat. Dreams of big dicked studs punctuated her nights, awaking drenched in sweat, her panties a wet and sticky mess. On these occasions, she found solace in her secret shoe box buried in the back of her closet; Big Red was always ready to stuff her horny twat and relieve her sexual tensions. And Big Red was low maintenance; spare batteries and a bottle of lube had him ready to rock her world till the wee morning hours.

One of Jenny's favorite charities was Habitat for Humanity. She loved working with her hands, building houses for the underprivileged. Brad thought the idea a bit stupid; working under the blazing summer sun to build a house for a lazy welfare case. Jenny enjoyed working on her tan and admiring the hard bodied shirtless construction workers, muscles bulging as they hammered and sawed. She also loved the admiring looks and whistles the carpenters directed her way, dressed in a pair of tight cutoffs and clinging belly shirt as she sweated alongside the blue collar men.

Jenny made fast friends with a pretty blonde named Samantha on one of the Habitat projects. Samantha was everything Jenny was not; tall, well endowed, and very self assured. It wasn't unusual for Samantha to show up on site in a pair of high heeled fuck me pumps, a dangerously short mini-skirt and a tube top two sizes too small. She didn't do much work, but she was a real motivational mascot for the hard working men.

Jenny and Samantha would take breaks together and gossip quietly about the talent on the project, rating the men and giggling about their perceived pros and cons. One Friday evening, a new construction foreman arrived on site and Jenny was instantly smitten. He was tall, dark, and handsome, with a killer six pack and strong, muscular legs. 

On their first break, Jenny approached Samantha, "What do you think of the new foreman? He's just dreamy, isn't he?"

"And hung like a horse," Samantha laughed, seeing the look of surprise on Jenny's face.

"Excuse me," Jenny started, one of the few times she could remember being shocked at Samantha's always outrageous behavior.

"Don't worry honey, I haven't fucked him or anything. He's my twin brother. We shared a bathroom as kids and that boy never learned to lock the door. I can't tell you how many times I walked in on him feeding the ducks, choking the chicken, beating his meat, or whatever silly euphemism the boys are using today for good old masturbation."

"He's your twin brother? Now that you mention it, I can sorta see the resemblance," Jenny replied, her mind racing to process the news of the foreman's oversized endowment.

"Based on that wild look in your eyes and your drooling mouth, I think it's the news of his forbidden fruit that has your interest peaked. You like your boys big, do you Jenny?"

"Well, I, ummm, never really thought about," Jenny lied. "It's not the size, it's what a man does with it, right?"

"Spoken like a woman that's never enjoyed a pussy full of extra large man meat," Samantha giggled. "Do yourself a favor sweetie, before you marry that prim and proper lawyer boy, try a real man on for size."

As the break ended, Jenny found herself drawn to Samantha's brother. She watched him closely and tried to imagine what lie buried inside his faded blue Levis. As the work bell sounded ending the work day, Jenny headed home to safe and secure Brad, fighting off visions of the foreman jerking his big cock as Samantha peeked through the cracked bathroom door enjoying the nightly show.

Checking her voice mails, Jenny sadly learned Brad had to fly out of town for work, ruining her weekend plans. After several glasses of white wine, curiosity got the better of her and she dialed the Habitat for Humanity work line, volunteering to work on Saturday. Lying in bed, it took all her restraint to keep her fingers off her wet pussy, her mind flipping between visions of her first big cock in college, her best friend Big Red, and the mystery of the foreman's secret package.

She awoke early on Saturday, dressed in a pair of lycra bike shorts and a skin tight halter top and headed to the construction site. She checked the posting board to find her responsibilities for the day and was shocked to see she was paired with the new site foreman, helping to install drywall in the upstairs bedroom. Was it blind luck or did Samantha have something to do with today's pairings? Regardless, Jenny was looking forward to some quality one-on-one time with Samantha's twin brother.

She made her way upstairs and found the foreman on a ladder, taping seams, a pair of cut-off denim shorts and a tool belt his only clothes in the already sweltering summer heat. "Hi, I'm Jenny. I guess we are working together today."

"Glad to meet you, Jenny. I'm Scott, Scott Peterman. This ladder is a little rickety, would you mind holding it steady while I finish up here."

Only too glad to get the awkward moment of introductions out of the way, Jenny took firm hold of the ladder and forced herself to look every direction but up. Scott's shorts were very revealing, and Jenny wasn't sure she was ready for visually confirmation of Scott's rumored endowment. As Scott completed his task and made his way down the ladder, he brushed up against Jenny. Her heart skipped a beat as she felt Scott's big bulge rub against her buttocks. Was that really him or something hanging off his tool belt, like a giant Maglite flashlight, she wondered? 

"Sorry," Scott remarked. "It gets kinda tight on these job sites."

The rest of the day was uneventful. Scott turned out to be a really nice guy and the two chatted comfortably as they worked. Jenny had numerous opportunities to admire Scott's amazing body and took furtive glances at his crotch, imagining she could make out the outline of his magnificent tool as it swayed beneath his sweaty denim shorts.

As the day reached an end, Scott asked innocently about Jenny's Sunday plans.

"No plans really," Jenny replied. "My, uhh friend was unexpectedly called out of town. We were planning to go the beach, so maybe I'll go work on my tan."

"The beach huh," Scott responded. "One of my buddies owns a ski boat and we are planning to go out on the lake tomorrow. You want to tag along?"

Jenny's pulse raced. The thought of Scott in a wet pair of swim trunks, his big swinging dick barely concealed under the thin nylon made her pussy instantly wet.

"Sure, that sounds like fun." She couldn't believe she agreed to a "date" with Scott. Brad would totally freak-out. Oh hell, she thought, what Brad doesn't know won't hurt him.

They made plans to meet at the boat ramp on Sunday morning and Scott hugged Jenny goodbye, his concealed weapon leaving a lasting impression as it was squeezed tightly against Jenny's exposed belly. On the drive home, Jenny couldn't resist and fingered her dripping snatch as she tried to picture the big dick that only recently had been a thin swatch of denim away from rubbing against her horny body. 

That night, Big Red came out of hiding and Jenny fucked herself senseless, the old cravings rekindled. A forgotten passion burned deep inside and she ordered the XXX channel on cable, watching well endowed porn stars fuck eager little starlets for the first time since her sorority initiation. Maybe Samantha was right; before she married Brad, she should try some big dicked adventure. Jenny fell asleep, a satisfied smile on her face, Big Red slowly humming, buried deep in her insatiable pussy.

Scott met his two buddies at the boat ramp early the next morning. "Hey guys, we may have some fresh tuna to initiate today. My sister Sam has been doing some recruiting and she scouted a little hottie with a thing for well endowed men. Jenny is a petite brunette, an ex-gymnast with a smoking hot body and the cutest little smile. She's in her mid twenties but I swear she doesn't look a day over 18."

"Where did you meet her?" Marcus enquired, a slim, attractive black man with a striking resemblance to Denzell Washington.

"She's volunteering on that Habitat for Humanity project I'm working on."

"A charitable little slut infatuated with your big tool, huh?" Richie joked, a cross between Spicoli from Fast Times at Ridgemont High and an NFL offensive lineman.

"Oh I gave her a pretty good show yesterday on the construction site. She may be a little shy, but she never backed down. I'll bet that girl frigged herself good last night after the tease I put her through. It must have been 95 degrees, but she was smuggling the cutest little raisins under her skimpy top. We may have to take it kinda slow with her, but mark my word, she'll be begging for it before the days over. Just follow my lead boys."

"A little bait and switch?" Marcus joked.

"You mean bait and snatch," Richie interjected.

"Easy there boys," Scott continued. "We'll do a little skiing then you drop us off at Paradise Island. I'll prime the pump then you two show up and join the party. I'll have her ready to fuck the entire Chicago Bears after 30 minutes alone with me."

Jenny arrived and the boys exchanged appreciative glances with Scott. Sam may have been the biggest tease in the Midwest, but she sure could scout talent.

"Hey Jenny," Scott announced, "I want you to meet my buddies. This is Marcus, but everybody calls him Boomerang."

"Boomerang? Are you from Australia?" Jenny asked, immediately put at ease by Marcus striking good looks and athletic body.

"Something like that," Scott joked. "This is Richie but we all call him Beercan."

"Beercan, huh?" Jenny smirked, "I guess you enjoy your brews."

"Actually no," Richie replied, "I don't drink."

Jenny was puzzled by his response, but seeing the three strapping young men in their baggy swim trunks had her libido working overtime and she was in no mood for intellectual riddles. As the boys loaded the boat, Jenny took off her t-shirt and shorts, revealing her tight little body and pert b-cup tits in a tiny yellow string bikini.

"Whooeee," Beercan whistled. "That's a hot little suit. You may have a tough time keeping that on."

Never a big flirt, Jenny's wild side was taking over, "Who said I was planning on keeping it on?" she giggled, instantly embarrassment.

"I mean when you're skiing," Beercan replied, trying to diffuse the awkward situation while reaching down to adjust his already stiffening dick.

"Oh, of course," Jenny replied, turning a bright red. "I'm not much of a skier. I'll probably just lounge around and soak up some rays."

Trying to change the subject quickly, Jenny noticed the name painted on the ski boat and asked, "So why did you call the boat BDC?"

The boys all chuckled and Boomerang answered, "It's kinda a secret club. We could tell you, but we would have to kill you."

"For the uninitiated, let's just call it the Boating and Diving Club," Scott responded, giving his pals a stern look.

"Diving? So you guys are divers too?" Jenny asked.

"You could say that," Richie smirked, turning to his buddies and whispering "Muff divers, that is."

As the boat was heading out to open waters, Jenny turned to Scott, "It seems like everybody has a nickname. What do the guys call you?"

"Northpole," Scott replied.

"Why Northpole?" Jenny asked.

"I'll show you later," Scott remarked. Covering his tracks, he added, "You know, I'm very giving, kinda like Santa Claus."

Jenny lathered on the sunscreen and kicked back on the tail of the boat to sunbathe. The boys took turns skiing. Each of them was very talented and impressed Jenny with their athletic skills. As much as she enjoyed watching them ski, her favorite moment came as each of them climbed out of the water, soaking wet, the thin nylon of their baggie trunks doing little to conceal the fat outlines of their big dicks. Had she hit the jackpot or what? Each of the boys seemed overly well endowed, certainly larger than any of the men she had ever been with and she had yet to see any of them hard.

After several runs, Scott mentioned he was getting hungry. Jenny had packed a picnic basket and Scott recommended they hit a secluded little beach he knew to enjoy their lunch. Richie and Marcus dropped the two near the shore and headed back out for a few more runs.

As Scott and Jenny splashed ashore, Marcus waved goodbye and shouted, "Save some for us," as he grabbed his crotch with a knowing squeeze. 

As they sped off, Richie turned to Marcus, "I think that little slut has plenty to go around. If its big dick she wants, she came to the right place. Did you see the way she was oogling our crotches? I thought she was gonna cum just lying there."

Scott cracked open a cold beer and offered one to Jenny. "Do you want me to put some lotion on your back? It's looking a little red."

As Scott's strong, practiced hands spread the suntan lotion on Jenny's back, she began to melt. All the sexual excitement building since yesterday was bubbling to the surface.

"You know," Scott began, ready to make his move, "This island is completly secluded. If you want to sunbath nude, nobody is going to see."

Before she could respond, he stood up and announced, "Personally, I hate tan lines," as he whipped off his wet trunks and slowly jogged toward the water.

Jenny sat up, mesmerized by Scott's big, fleshy cock, swaying back and forth as he ran into the surf. It was beautiful. Even soft, it was much bigger than Brad's hardest boner. His ball sack hung low and two enormous nuts bounced freely as he dove into the water.

As Scott resurfaced, he shouted, "Come on in, the water is fantastic."

Jenny hesitated briefly, but as the thought of Scott's big, beautiful package faded from view, she decided what the fuck, stood up, removed her bikini top and joined Scott in the water.

As she swam out near Scott, he remarked, "You have a fantastic body, Jenny. You must have men beating down your door."

The only beating Jenny could picture was Scott beating his big dick as he jerked off in front of his sister Sam. "Not really," Jenny replied, "I've had a pretty conservative sex life."

Scott swam up close and hugged her, his rapidly hardening cock poking Jenny between the legs, "Well it's about time for that to change."

Jenny didn't even try to resist, she reached down and grasped Scott's pulsating cock, her hand barely reaching around his quickly expanding circumference. With her free hand, she grabbed Scott's head and pulled his mouth against hers, her tongue exploring his as their bodies entwined. 

"I want to fuck your big cock," Jenny exhaled, unable to believe the filth her normally conservative mouth was spewing.

"Oh you will, baby, you will," Scott replied, as he took her hand and swam back to shore. He picked Jenny's small frame up and carried her to the waiting beach towel, fully aware the boys would be parked offshore watching the action through binoculars. Laying her down, he kissed his way down her wet body, pulled off her bikini bottoms, and buried his talented tongue between her horny pussy lips. Within minutes Jenny was squirming uncontrollably, Scott's tongue taking her where only Big Red had previously ventured; the edge of orgasm.

"Oh my god," she exclaimed, "You're driving me insane. Come here, I have to get my lips wrapped around that fantastic cock of yours."




Bigger is Better...



As Scott stood up, Jenny kneeled before this Adonis and proceeded to worship his dick like a true cock slut. As his cock reached its full hardness, Jenny gagged trying to stuff the entire length down her tight throat, entranced by his raging boner. She took turns swallowing each of Scott's large, hairy nuts as she jerked his massive pole. Her tongue danced a tango up and down his shaft, lubing the monster for another assault on her virgin throat. She grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him toward her, forcing his full length down her eager throat, till his nuts were literally bouncing off her chin. Based on the moans escaping Jenny's well stuffed mouth, she was enjoying giving as much as Scott was enjoying getting. Jenny was transformed from cute, little, conservative college girl to full blown, cock craving, smut-loving sexual dynamo.

Success Scott thought to himself as he gave the thumbs up signal to his mates on the boat. As usual, his cock had trained another little whore. It was time to let the boys in on some of the bootie.

"You like that big cock stuffed down your throat, don't you Jenny?" Scott chided.

Jenny could only nod in agreement as her big puppy dog eyes shifted up to look at Scott's face, an expression of lust and desire shining in her emerald greens.

"Well, where else would you like me to put my big dick?"

Jenny hesitated only briefly, not wanting to release the hold her mouth held over Scott's tool. She loved the feeling of his fat fuck pole buried in her throat but her pussy was on fire and she needed his big hose to put out the heat. "I wish you had two of these gorgeous cocks, one for my mouth and one for my pussy. But for now, I want you to screw my cunt with your magnificent manhood."

As Scott bent Jenny down on all fours and positioned himself behind her toned little bubble butt, his spit slickened boner probing at her wet and willing pussy, he replied, "Ask and you shall receive." 

With a sudden forward thrust, Scott buried his pole ball deep in Jenny's horny love box. Jenny squealed with delight, overcome by the sensation of a real dick to rival Big Red now penetrating her tight little pussy. She became so engrossed in the pussy pounding she was receiving from Scott, she failed to notice Boomerang and Beercan drop anchor and wade ashore.

"You wanted more dick, Jenny," Scott began, "Well here's your chance. You don't mind if Marcus and Richie join the party, do you?"

Jenny started to protest, after all becoming a cock slut and now a gang bang whore in the same day was quite a stretch for her. But as the boys approached and she saw the huge bulges in their wet swimsuits, her libido won out. "What the fuck, bring it on boys. Show me what you've got."

Without hesitation, Richie dropped his drawers revealing the fattest cock Jenny had ever seen, in person or on video. As she went to work on Richie's pork sausage, Marcus unleashed his long black sword and began slowly jerking it as he tugged his low hanging nuts. As his dick stiffened, a pronounced curvature became apparent. 

"Let me in on some of that sweet head," Marcus interjected as he presented his huge tool for Jenny's inspection.

Popping Richie's fat meat from her mouth, she went to work on Marcus' stunning black rod, having to bend her head sideways to fit the curved monster down her now well stretched throat.

As Scott continued to pound her pussy from behind, she took turns sucking each of the boys. Grabbing a well deserved break, she stroked each of the men, one in her right hand, the other in her left as she admired their big, beautiful cocks. 

"Beercan and Boomerang, huh?" she croaked. "I guess I see where you two got your nicknames now."

"You guessed it babe," Marcus replied, as he reached out and grabbed Jenny's head, pulling her mouth toward his swollen rod. "Now shut-up and start sucking."

Normally Jenny would have been offended by Boomerang's rough and rude manner, but she was so sexually energized she actually enjoyed his taking control as he grabbed her head and forced his raging boner back down her throat.

"You wanna see why I'm called Northpole?" Scott exclaimed as he felt the familiar sensation of an impending eruption boiling in his balls. "Turn around and beg me to come on your face," he ordered.

Again, Jenny was eager to please these three big studs and she wasted no time in doing as Scott requested. She leaned forward, Scott's pulsating cock withdrawing from her ravaged hole with an audible pop and spun around to face her first trophy dick. 

"Do you wanna cum on my face, Scott?" she purred. "I want you to explode all over my cute little face and hungry tongue."

As the boys stood watching, Scott grabbed his pussy soaked penis and gave it a couple of quick jerks. Standing a good three feet away from the now sitting Jenny, Scott's cock erupted, shooting stream after stream of hot, sticky jizz towards her waiting face. The first two shots landed a little long, coating her hair in thick, white spunk. The next three shots arced through the air and splattered Jenny's lovely face. The final three or four eruptions were direct hits on her outstretched tongue. As Scott's Peter North-like eruption at last began to fizzle, the final shots barely reaching Jenny's pert little tits, the boys erupted in applause.

"You the man Northpole," Marcus shouted.

"Swallow that spunk, you little cum slut," Richie interjected. "You've been hosed by one of the best."

As Jenny eagerly swallowed Scott's extra large protein shake, she was reminded of a porn star she had watched just last night coat a young coed in a flood of thick jizz.

"So you are the second coming, or should I say cumming, of the great Peter North, huh?" Jenny gurgled as she scooped the cum from her tits and licked her fingers clean. "Northpole. Now I get it."

"Yea, bitch, you got it good. I seen girls nearly drown in Scott's salty spunk," Boomerang joked. "But we ain't near done with you yet. How about sitting on my footlong chocolate sausage?"

Jenny's gaping pussy felt empty after Scott's long hard ride and she couldn't wait to get Marcus' stunning dick buried in her cunt. As she sucked the last few drops of jizz out of Scott's still immense, although somewhat less menacing tool, she climbed on Boomerang in the reverse cowgirl position, working his curved cock into her dripping snatch.

"Oh, yea, honey," Marcus exhaled, "That's one hot piece of tuna. Ride that cock, cowgirl. Yee haw!!"

Scott retired to the cooler for a cold brew and Richie took his place, offering Jenny his fat fuck stick to munch on.

"Get that fat pole nice and lubed up honey, cause I'd hate to split you in two when I take Boomerang's place."

Jenny bounced up and down on Marcus' cock while she stuffed Richie into her wide open mouth, her jaw beginning to ache from the gigantic girth of his powerful tool.

"Bet your jaw is killing you, huh sweetie?" Beercan joked. "Why don't you climb on top of me and I'll stretch that pussy out for you."

Jenny dismounted Marcus and mounted Richie, her adorable little tits bouncing up and down in Richie's face as she proceeded to fuck his thick meat. Richie wasn't as long as either Scott or Marcus, but the sheer width of his fat cock sent new sensations pulsing through Jenny's raw pussy. It did indeed feel like Beercan would split her in two, but what a way to go. She was in cock heaven; three well hung studs with a seemingly endless supply of dick intent on fucking her silly.

As Richie reached up to tweak her stiff nipples and knead her firm breasts, Jenny felt a new sensation at her backdoor. A warm, wet tongue was working its way between her exposed butt cheeks, rimming her virgin asshole. She started to protest but Boomerang quickly flicked his long, talented tongue into her sphincter and a wave of pleasure overtook her.

Her body had started to tense as Boomerang explored her puckered hole, but with his tongue now fucking her forbidden door, she relaxed and began to enjoy the feeling. 

"Oh yea, you big black stud. Tongue-fuck my ass. God that feels good."

"Glad you like it," Marcus replied. "Let's see how much you like this."

With that, Boomerang replaced his tongue with the tip of his well lubed cock, teasing Jenny's moist hole with his big mushroom head.

"No," Jenny pleaded, with little conviction in her voice. "It's gonna hurt."

"Oh, yea, baby. It's gonna hurt so fucking good," Boomerang exhaled as he leaned his full weight against Jenny's already impaled body, his cock slowing forcing it's way passed her tight sphincter and into her virgin ass.

A fire erupted in Jenny's ass and she struggled briefly against Marcus' advancing member. Her struggles were to no avail as she was firmly wedged on Richie's powerful cock. As Boomerang inched his long dick into her ass, Jenny began to relax and the intense pain was slowly replaced by a warm glow with the realization that two of the biggest cocks she had ever seen were now buried deep in her ass and pussy.

Marcus began to slowly fuck her ass with long, deep strokes, nearly withdrawing his penis before forcing his length back into her ravaged rectum. Richie resumed his pumping under Jenny and the three attained a unique rhythm. Little Ms Goody Goody was now impaled on two massive cocks, thoroughly enjoying the fucking of her life. Waves of pleasure racked her body, yet all she could think about was that her mouth was empty.

"Scott, get your ass over here. I want to suck that gorgeous cock of yours while your two buddies fuck me senseless."

As Scott downed his beer and walked over to offer his still semi-erect penis to Jenny's eager mouth he announced, "Told you boys we had a live one here."

"Shut-up and fuck my face you handsome stud," Jenny barked as her conservative demeanor completely dissolved, replaced by the untamed passion of a nasty nymphomaniac.

The three men fucked her furiously, all conversation ceasing, replaced by the moans and groans of animals in heat. Wave after wave of orgasm coursed through Jenny's tight little body as the men built to their respective eruptions.

As she felt their dicks harden and their pace quicken, Jenny knew the men were nearing the point of no return. "I want you all to cum on my face and tits," she announced. "I want to feel your hot spunk on my smooth skin and taste your salty treats."

Boomerang withdrew from her ass and she climbed off Richie, sitting back on the warm sand to offer her body as a cum bucket for these three hot studs. Marcus stood on one side stroking his long, curved pole while Beercan stood on the other, milking his fat fuck stick. Scott stood behind Jenny, jerking his angry cum cannon. Jenny leaned her head back, guiding her upturned face between Scott muscular legs and began to lick the underside of his nuts.

"Oh fuck yes, baby. That's gonna do the trick," Scott exclaimed. "Why don't you work that wet little tongue right up my poop shoot."

Without hesitation, Jenny flicked her pointed tongue into Scott's ass, alternating between tongue-fucking his anus and sucking his low hanging balls. Watching her tongue Scott's sweaty nuts and rim his backdoor drove the other two men over the edge.

"Do you wanna cum on my boobs, boys? Shoot those big nasty loads all over my horny tits," Jenny implored.

"You hot little bitch," Marcus moaned. "You're gonna make me shoot by big load. Oh, yea, here it comes," as he quickly jerked his long, curved meat.

Simultaneously, Richie gave his cock a final tug and it began to erupt all over Jenny's exposed breasts. "Here you go sweetie, take my hot sticky jizz all over your tight little body."

Each of the men shot multiple bullets of creamy spooge, splattering her sweaty body in a flood of special sauce. Jenny rubbed the spunk into her belly and across her tits, luxuriating in the warm feel of the thick fluid. Each of the men slapped their big, fleshy dicks against her cum-covered tits as the final drops of jizz oozed from their piss slits.

As Jenny's tongue once again found Scott's waiting hole, he could hold back no longer and with a loud grunt exploded for the second time today, shooting long, thick ropes of spunk arching down Jenny's torso. His cum puddled on her tummy and trickled down between her legs where she smeared the hot jizz into her pussy as she worked her clit furiously.

With an explosive moan, Jenny finally collapsed on the hot sand, her body quivering with pleasure as seemingly a gallon of man sauce dried on her tanned skin. Scott dropped to his knees behind her and resting his sweaty nuts on her forehead, offered his slowly softening member to Jenny's mouth. Exhausted and spent, Jenny none the less eagerly sucked the last few drops of thick spunk from Scott's deflated tool, smacking her lips as she guzzled his salty treat.

"Yee fucking haw," Boomerang shouted, as the three men exchanged high fives, celebrating their successful training of another gang bang slut.

"Welcome to the club, Jenny," Scott exhaled, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

"You passed the initiation," Richie chuckled.

"Club? What club?" Jenny questioned. "You mean the Boating and Diving Club?"

"Yea, something like that," Marcus laughed.

"Now that you've been initiated, we can let you in on the club's real name; BDC actually stands for the Big Dick Club," Richie replied. "And you definitely qualify as a club groupie."

"Big Dick Club, huh?" she groaned. "Well the name sure fits. I can't wait for the next meeting."

"Oh I think you'll be quite a hit among the other club members," Scott replied.

"Other members?" Jenny gasped, a warm tingle stirring in her loins. "You mean there are more of you horse hung studs here in Chicago?"

"Wait till you meet Meat," Richie chuckled, "He'll leave you cross-eyed and seeing stars. You won't be able to sit-down for a week after he plows your tight twat."

"Well, I'm a vegetarian, but it sounds like a piece of Meat might cause me to change my diet," Jenny giggled, already dreaming about the other horse hung members of the BDC still to be explored.

Exhausted, the four packed up and headed back to the boat. On the return trip, Jenny, eager to please her new friends, blew each of the guys again, swallowing every ounce of her hard earned rewards.

As she lay in bed that night, a belly full of jizz and a crust of dried man sauce still coating her naked body, too exhausted to shower, Jenny smiled as she remembered Sam's sage advice; "try a real man on for size." Both Brad and Big Red were history; she had experienced the real thing and there was no going back. As she fell asleep, Jenny was content to know she was a big dick loving nymphomaniac, and proud of it.



Bigger is Better



I recently joined this new gym, trying to get back into shape. I wasn't overweight or anything, but just not very athletic.

The people at the gym were very friendly. One of the regulars, Ben, offered to help me with my workouts and we sort of became friends or at least good acquaintances. He had been working out for quite some time and was pretty fit. I admired that, although I knew that I was the slim, nerdy type and I would never get anywhere near his level. I was all the more flattered by him helping me out.

One day after training we were changing in the lockers. When I took my underpants off, Ben just suddenly said "Wow, that's a small one! You can't so much damage with that!"

"Hey, what do you mean?" I responded slightly offended.

He apologized but said that he couldn't help notice my small penis. He was just surprised because I was quite tall. I looked down at it. I always thought it was about average. "It gets much bigger!" I assured him.

But Ben didn't let go that easy. "How does your wife Kelly feel about this?" he probed.

"She has never complained," I lied. 

"Most women secretly crave a big one, I tell you!" Ben continued.

He continued changing while we were having the conversation. When he took off his underpants, the biggest dick I have seen in my life popped out. It wasn't even hard but was already much thicker than mine would ever get. I looked at it in amazement. I never thought of myself as gay but I was just astonished about the size. At that moment, I really wanted to touch it.

As if he could read my thoughts, Ben said: "You look like you want to touch it. It's for girls only! Sorry, buddy!"

Yet he encouraged me to look at it, by saying: "It's OK. You can look. Most guys can't believe the size of my dick and can't help but stare at it. It's called penis envy."

I guess I was just like them and kept staring. 

"You should see how big it gets when I have a hot chick to take care of it!"

In a strange change of topic, Ben said: "You must introduce me to your wife Kelly sometime. I bet she is hot!"

"Oh yes, she is," I responded still staring in amazement at his large penis.

"Why don't we all go out for drinks sometime? How about Friday night? What are you doing on Friday? We could all check out the new bar. I bet you would all enjoy to let go a bit," Ben suggested.

He still had his big cock hanging out while he was talking to me and I was somehow really distracted by that. I just nodded, and said: "Sure, why not ... Yes, that would be nice."

I was so distracted that I accidentally dropped my towel. I bent down to pick it up, but Ben didn't make any effort to move out the way. He stood right in front of the towel. I came so close to his cock that I could actually smell it. He just looked down at me and grinned. 

"That's settled then. See you there on Friday!" he said. He gave me his number and we confirmed the time over the phone after I had spoken to Kelly about it.

We met at the bar on Friday as agreed, although I was a bit apprehensive about the way I was talked into it. I kept thinking about Ben's large cock and I couldn't help asking Kelly several times what she thought of my size. She stroked my hair and told me that she was happy with me and with what I could offer her.

"Why do you worry? Did something happen? You know I didn't marry you for that. I love you," she assured me.

That reassured me and I thought how silly it was of me to even make this an issue. 

When we arrived at the bar, Ben was there on the counter to greet us. He gave Kelly a casual hug. And he gave me a knowing look that meant: "wow she is hot!"

Ben then ordered some drinks for us. I asked for a beer and he brought me a really large one. He told me it also had some vodka in it, "to get the evening going," as he put it. He said that he wanted us all to have fun. The beer was indeed very strong. But I got used to it and felt really good by the time I was half way through my first glass. Kelly also seemed to be enjoying herself and was happily chatting and sipping cocktails. Ben kept ordering drinks for us and we all had a good time. 

We were sitting around the table in the bar chatting. I could certainly feel the effect of the constant flow of drinks. When I was on my third pint of Vodka-spiked beer, I was quite dizzy. At some point the conversation turned to sex and Ben asked Kelly if size was important to her. I wanted to interject with a smart response, but when i tried to speak, only slurred, incomprehensible words came out. I definitely had too much, I thought. 

Kelly was in a flirty mood and replied: "the bigger the better! You know we girls like it big, Ben!" 

She squeezed my leg while she continued flirting with Ben. "Are you a big Ben then?" she giggled and added: "Huh, huh. Big Ben, just like the tower in London, hi, hi." She was quite tipsy.

Ben went for another round of drinks. He put two more pints in front of me and told me: "Here you go, be a man and drink these. That will keep you busy for a bit. In the mean time, Kelly and I will have a little dance. You don't mind, do you? "

I just gave him a drunken grin, nodded and took the beer that he handed me. 

I watched them getting closer and closer on the dance floor, while I continued drinking the beer that Ben filled me up with. I knew I was too drunk already but I felt really comfortable, and in my drunken state, I actually enjoyed watching Ben dance with Kelly. I knew that the beers had far too much vodka in them but I just drank it despite my better judgment. The last thing I remember of our night out is that I could see Kelly laughing on the dance floor while Ben was pushing his hand up her skirt. Her bum and legs were wrapped around his body. Oddly enough, I felt really happy at that moment and finished my fifth beer. 

Needless to say, I can't remember how I got home. But Ben was nice enough to take care of that, as I found out later. He took both me and Kelly home. I woke up the next day on our living room sofa wearing Kelly's pink lingerie from last night. Red lipstick was smeared all over my lips. 

I had a terrible headache and went straight to the shower. After I got dressed, I came into the kitchen where Kelly greeted me with a joyful 'hello'.

I felt ashamed about last night although I don't know what had actually happened. I asked Kelly how I got home.

"You can't remember, silly?" she responded. "Ben took us, of course. You were in no position to drive. You had too much to drink."

I knew that Ben only had a two-seater sports car and asked: "How did we both fit in the car?"

Kelly explained that she had to sit on his lap and I sat in the passenger seat.

"And did he drive straight home after he dropped us off?" I asked.

"You really can't remember?" Kelly giggled and explained: "You offered him some drinks and asked him to stay a bit longer. We all sat down in the living room and played some truth or dare." 

Kelly then continued to tell me what happened last night: "Most of the questions were somehow about sex. You made a real fool of yourself. You were so drunk. You told us about all your sex secrets. You even asked Ben questions about his large dick and you said that you were really jealous. I couldn't stop laughing. You were hilarious!"

I can't believe I had actually talked about Ben's dick last night. I really couldn't handle alcohol.

"But it got even better. When it was your turn and you chose 'dare', Ben dared you to take off my lingerie and to put it on yourself. You were so drunk that you actually did it! I hesitated at first but you insisted until I gave in and let you put on my lingerie. Ben then dared you to complete the picture by putting on some lipstick and to suck on one of our sex toy dildos for us."

"You were hilarious. You put on a real show for us. We were both laughing and slapping your ass while you acted like a slut with my lingerie and the dildo in your mouth. You were really embarrassing but you didn't make any attempts to stop. And Ben kept encouraging you further. He then dared you to push the dildo in your own ass! I thought you would stop at this point but you were so excited you still continued the game. You were moaning like a slut while you were pushing the large rubber penis all the way up your ass!"

"My dare was to finger myself. So I was really turned on throughout your little slutty 'performance'," Kelly giggled.

"Ben then dared you to take out his dick and to guide it into my pussy. You did not hesitate. You looked really eager when you kneeled down and unzipped his trousers, while you still had the dildo buried in your ass."

"Should I have stopped you? I was so turned on, and Ben's dick was huge and rock hard. Yours was only half hard because of all the alcohol you had and you were wearing my panties! When you actually took his dick to guide him into me to fuck me, what should I have said? I asked you many times if you are sure about this. But you were so excited and turned on."

"You mean you had sex with Ben last night?" I still could not quite believe what Kelly was telling me.

"What was I supposed to do? You literally forced him onto me like you really wanted me to fuck him. And he was really the only man in the room at the time. So I just went along with it," Kelly said.

"So what happened then?" I asked.

Kelly continued: "Ben told you to wank while he was fucking me and you were only too happy to oblige. You even managed to come despite all the beers you drank. Then Ben ordered you to catch it in your hand and to eat it. Ben gave me a good seeing to and I was so turned on that I didn't take long to come myself. He is a real man, so strong. I couldn't help being turned on by his manliness and his scent. He surely knows how to control a woman and how to make her feel good."

"And Ben?" I muttered in astonishment.

"He came and shot a huge load into me and all over my stomach," Kelly responded.

"Before he left, he told you that he has one more dare for you. He dared you to clean me out and eat his sperm from my stomach. You immediately went to it and you were so busy licking that you didn't even notice when he left. After you finished cleaning me, I went upstairs to sleep. You must have fallen asleep on the couch in your drunken state. I hope you took the dildo out of your bum before you fell asleep! That's your dildo now. I won't be using it anymore!" Kelly laughed.

I was so ashamed but at the same time, my trousers were forming a little tent around my crotch from Kelly's recapitulation of last night's events. Kelly did not fail to notice my erection and gave me a knowing grin.

"Oh, Ben wants us to go out again next Friday. Are you up for it?"

I had to swallow, and then I said: "OK, why not?"