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Obsession of the Mind Ch. 01

By: k4d0h1



My story begins at a doctor's office where I have chosen to seek help for some minor depression issues. The doctor is a woman. She is good looking and very fit but it is hard to tell under the baggy get up. I tell her of my low self esteem and lethargic tendencies. 

"Do you know the cause of your low self esteem?" she asks.

"Well I've been in recovery for alcohol abuse. I don't feel like I have much to offer. Since it has left me down and out and broke." I replied.

"You're good looking," she smiled, "I'm sure you must have lots of girls hitting on you."

"Yeah, but I am too shy to act on their advances. And like I say, I don't have much means to sweep them off their feet."

"What do you think it takes to make a good impression?" she asked.

"Well a good job and nice car to start, and you know, just knowing how to treat them well." I replied.

"I'm sure you know how to treat them well," she said while winking at me. 

She had beautiful green eyes. Her face was gentle with a dazzling smile. I quickly gazed back down as our eyes met and portrayed a façade of deep thought. I stared at her feet. She was wearing tennis shoes with blue scrubs. I noticed the tan smooth skin above her sock line. She sat across from me and had her legs crossed. Her left foot was rocking back and forth. While I secretly admired her beauty hidden underneath the boring blue fabric she interrupted my thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

"Oh, uh nothing," I replied. I tried hard to think of something to say but I couldn't exactly tell her my thoughts were consumed with visions of voluptuous curves and bronze skin underneath her clothes.

"I see," she paused. I swear for a moment I think she stared directly at my pants. I had buried my wrist to conceal the hard on she was giving me. "Well, I'm going to give you some medicine that will hopefully get your thoughts back on track. Come back next week and tell me how you are doing."

I thought it was odd she didn't prescribe me any medicine but rather just freely gave me a container of pills with some generic name on them. I decided it was no matter.

I thanked her and left the office went straight to the restroom to relieve my aching erection. Stroking a few times I decided this is not the place. I washed my hands and took the first pill.

It was three days later when I first noticed a change. I felt happier. My mood was improved. I couldn't wait to see Dr. Marissa on Tuesday. I immediately pictured her in my mind. I tried to imagine her wearing tight jeans so that I could see the full form of her legs and admire what I knew had to be a delightfully round and firm rear end. I lowered my hand to start what I thought would be just a routine.

But something was wrong. Pulling on my flaccid penis I began to panic. This was not like me. I was a raging pervert; I loved to jerk off everyday. Today was different. I pulled up some saved pictures on my computer in hopes they would inspire my friend to play his part. But to no avail. After 20 minutes I gave up and decided it was just not my day and tomorrow would be different.

My phone rang at 9:00 am awakening me. "Hello?" I said groggily.

"Hello is this Mr. Holmes?" the lady on the phone asked.

I knew the voice, it was Marissa. "Yes, is that you Dr. Saza?"

"Yes, sorry to call you on a Saturday but something has come up and I need to reschedule our next appointment."

"Oh," was all I could say before she went on.

"Anyway how about the following Tuesday?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah, uh same time?" I asked. I was uneasy about last nights events but there was no way I could bring up something like that to such a beautiful woman."

"Yes, that will be wonderful, thank you for understanding." 

I hardly understood, but what could I say.

"Is everything going okay, has the medication helped?"

"Yes, but it might be too early to tell." Seizing the opportunity I asked, "Is everything okay with you? I mean are you going out of town?" I stuttered on my words wanting to kick myself for acting such a fool.

She laughed, "Yes, Chris, everything is fine. A friend is stealing me away for a week. It has been a while since I've had any fun." 

The tone of her voice led me to believe she was hinting at something, but I was still yet to dumb to know exactly what that thing was. Once again I felt the urge to at least resituate would had to be an oncoming erection. I was let down once again.

"Oh, okay, I understand. I hope you have a good time."

"Thanks, bye." And she hung up.

She gave me no chance to say goodbye, and I was just beginning to wonder if the new medicine had something to do with my condition. Yet now I had to wait ten days to find out. I was frustrated yet enthralled that I had spoken to the person who was quickly becoming a permanent fixture in my everyday thinking.

I continued to take the medicine, I was feeling absolutely great. I was very productive at work. I found myself socializing with a few female coworkers I had normally been to shy to approach. I hadn't even thought much of it until Friday afternoon Monika had invited me to join her and her friends. She went on about the details. It was at that moment I came crashing back to reality. I did not have one important thing to offer her if assuming I had become lucky enough to have the chance. 

I told her I had parents coming in for the weekend. That's all I could come up with off the top of my head, no pun intended. I did manage to keep it believable and left the door open for hopefully another time. I can't recall the numerous times I caught myself fixated on her lovely ass. And now I had a chance to get close to it. I had to see the doctor and right away.

Tuesday finally came around; I was at the office as soon as the doors were unlocked. The receptionist looked annoyed but I didn't care. I sat the whole hour alone in the waiting room. Why in the world couldn't she just see me early?

The nurse guided me to the examination room and told me Marissa would be in shortly.

Marissa eventually walked into the room. Today she looked very different. Her hair was let down and her over shirt was not buttoned at all. A tight fitting white tank top exposed ample cleavage of what I gauged to be at least a C cup. Of course she saw my eyes go straight to the party.

"Hello Chris, excuse me for being late I just got in." she smiled and finished buttoning up her shirt. 

"No problem."

"Well, how do you feel?" she asked.

"Everything is great, I have felt wonderful. It's just uh... um... well are there side effects I should be concerned about?"

"Side effects like what?" she asked, "I can't help you if you don't get straight to the point."

"I don't know it's kind of embarrassing."

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that," her presence was becoming more commanding. "Doctor patient confidentiality, you know about that don't you. So anything you tell me has to stay between us."

"Okay, It's just that ever since I started taking this stuff I can't get an uh... uh..." 

"An erection?" she blurted out.

"Yeah," I replied, defeated.

"I see, you are not able to please your partner?" she asked.

Oh she was evil and I loved it. "Well I don't have a girlfriend at the moment, but you know."

"Masturbation is nothing to be ashamed about. Let's see," she picked up a folder and studied it, "Impotence is considered a rare side effect of Devalix." 

She was so blunt. "I'm going to take you off the Devalix and put you on Fiburon. I see no evidence that Fiburon has ever caused impotence."

"Um, how long will it be before everything goes back to normal?"

"A few days, I suspect." She continued to look over her papers and occasionally take an outward look directly at my groin. She wasn't even trying to hide it. She scribbled on her notepad and looked my in the eye.

"To be safe, I better take a look. Drop your drawers." She then stared back at her folder.

I stood their motionless. How could she expect me to do this, how embarrassing. She looked back up. "Hurry up. I have another appointment to get to."

I slowly unbuttoned my jeans and let them fall to the floor.

"Everything," she added while sounding a bit annoyed.

I lowered my boxers and studied her face, hoping she didn't make a 'face'.

To her credit she remained professional and kept a poker face. It felt like an eternity. I felt a jump from my penis but when I looked down it was still in a poor state. I felt especially low, considering this beautiful young woman could not see me for all my glory.

I was relieved when she finally told me she was done. Thank god it was finally over. What the hell did she need to see it for anyway? Doctor knows best I suppose.

We scheduled our next appointment for the following week. Once again she just so happened to have the medicine at her office. She gave me the bottle and told me to take one a day and to stop taking the Devalix.

What a day. I should have been leaving the office in bad spirits but I guess those meds were doing their thing. I felt great somehow despite the humiliation.

I didn't hesitate to throw the old bottle out. Feeling great with a limp dick is no way to go through life. I took the new meds and carried on about my daily routines. Friday came around and that's when I felt it. Staring at Monika bent over picking up something she had dropped. What an exquisite ass. Her short skirt was just short enough to allow me a glimpse of where her pink panties covered her mound.

I'm back. I readjusted myself to keep my erection conspicuous. I think she noticed. Monika almost on queue came over to talk to me as she was now on break.

"You should be more careful," I told her.

"What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Well I'm only telling you this as a friend and don't get upset, but you can't just bend over like that."

Without letting me finish she interrupted, "Oh my god, you pervert."

"No, like I was saying, your skirt is a bit short don't you think? If you bend your knees you won't be giving some lucky guy a free show."

She laughed. "Who says that wasn't intentional?" She cornered me and moved her hand down my chest to my stomach. She whispered in my ear "Did you like what you saw?" She then cupped my balls and traced her fingers upward along my erection.

She stood back and let go. She let out a gasp and what sounded like a slight giggle. I knew something was wrong. It felt all wrong. She quickly excused herself and walked away while I sat there thinking the unthinkable. It shrunk. Holy shit. My penis shrunk.

It had to be the new meds. I was angry but had to see for myself. I went to the restroom and low and behold I had an erection alright. But at what cost? I was nothing to brag about at five inches. But now. But now, it appeared an inch shorter and much thinner. Life just isn't fair.

I was able to reach Marissa the next day as I made sure to announce it was an emergency that I saw her. I still had a thing for her but this is just not cool.

It was after five before I got to see her and she was already dressed and ready to leave work. I couldn't complain. She looked gorgeous. Tight black pants enveloped her luscious legs and well proportioned ass. Her top was skin tight as well her nipples poked through the fabric. 

I told her I couldn't take the new meds anymore as they too had a side effect. It was a little easier to talk to her this time around. I told her my penis had shrunk.

"Oh, I was afraid of that," she said.

"What, you are kidding me right. Why did you give it to me if you thought that might happen?" I asked.

"Well you see I did read up on it and on rare circumstances the penis will lose fatty tissue and retract slightly into the body. But these are said to be only slightly noticeable effects."

I was speechless.

"Let me take a look."

I figured as much and didn't hesitate to expose my tiny manhood.

"Oh my, well I never suspected you would shrink so much but I do see you are able to maintain an erection," she winked. I couldn't help myself she was giving it way too much attention.

"You see that is why I wanted to examine you yesterday. If only you would have been able to get an erection I would have known your penis was below average and you could not afford to lose any mass or length."

"It was average before but now..." I couldn't finish. "This girl at work she knows. Everything was going so well, and we were going to meet up this weekend but she felt me. I'm so embarrassed."

"But the drugs are working? Do you really feel bad about what happened at work?" she asked.

She was right I might have been embarrassed but thinking about it now I feel alive like never before. "Yeah I guess I'll get over it, but now she won't want to hook up with me because of my little penis."

"But wasn't it little already? This really doesn't change much if you think about it. How big was it before? Be honest."

I could not believe she called it little, she was supposed to fix this. "I guess it was about five inches," I replied.

"Five inches or almost five inches?" she asked with a sly grin.

"Almost." I muttered.

"Well let's measure it now." She grabbed a measuring tape from the cabinet. She pinched the head with her thumb and index finger and gave a slight tug. "Guess this will be as long as it gets." She held the tape from base to tip and said, "Almost four inches," she announced. 

"That's insane I need this reversed." I exclaimed.

"Sweetie, do you really think it matters four inches or five inches? If you find the right woman she will love you for who you are and not what you are able to do in the bedroom." She covered her mouth, she said too much.

"What do you mean, you think I can't be good in bed?" I asked.

"No, that's not what I meant. Some girls don't care about size you know that."

"Some girls? Do you care about size?" I asked but suspecting she surely did.

"Chris, you are getting too personal, this is about you not me," she replied.

"I'm standing here with my pants down and you telling me not to worry about the size of my penis which you helped shrink. This IS personal" I replied.

"Okay you want me to be honest then don't say I didn't warn you. Four or five inches is small and not much to work with compared to big dick or even an average sized dick."

My penis was raging hard and I felt I would cum at any moment.

"You see, I can go along if the guy has an average dick maybe seven inches but I really prefer Big Dicks. I wouldn't have any use for a guy with a small penis."

I lost control at her erotic words and shot a small load that landed on her shoe.

She laughed, "That's cute. Now are you going to tell me the medicine doesn't work? Are you not very 'happy' even with a useless dick?"

To be continued... 

Obsession of the Mind Ch. 02



(Please read chapter one first. This story starts off slow but it will blossom to a total delight for SPH and cuckold fans.) 

Continued from Dr. Saza's office...

"Can't you prescribe me something that will make it bigger?" I asked.

"Well you can take those pills they advertise on TV, but I'm skeptical that they will give you any noticeable results," she replied.

"But what about my sex life, how can I find a girl that doesn't care about the size?" I asked.

"Well you should try to look for a woman that has not had very many previous lovers or even better one that is a virgin. Did your previous partners express any discontent?" Dr. Saza asked.

"Well the only girl I actually penetrated had only had one previous boyfriend. I've only had oral sex with a few other girls, but it never went all the way," I replied.

"I see..."

"I really want to get back together with Rachel, it's been years, but she never complained the few times we had sex, even though I only lasted a few minutes."

"There you go, you need to rekindle the romance, she seems not to be interested in penis size," she replied.

It had been three years since I last saw Rachel. She was a beautiful young woman only 19 when we had met. I truly loved her but, during my addiction to alcohol I managed to ruin that relationship. I do wish I could have her back. 

"What are you thinking about?" she asked, breaking the silence.

"You are right. She is the right person for me. I only hope she will take me back," I replied.

.................

It didn't take me long to find her in this day and age of social networking sites. She was as beautiful as ever, though I could only see a small picture of her face as her profile was set to private. I made an account and added her as a friend with a short message asking how she has been doing.

It only took a day before she replied. She said she was busy with life in general and was glad to hear from me. I studied her profile for a while focusing primarily on her photos. She had been less modest than I remembered her to be. One picture was titled 'miss this?' and it centered on her bubble butt falling out of tiny shorts as she turned to look at the camera. I couldn't help but wonder why it was labeled as such. You have to have something first in order to miss it later. Am I to assume someone was missing the piece of ass they used to get?

I used to get a piece of it, well I never got anal, I only wished. Was she referring to me? Not likely as we haven't spoken in years. Of course she would have had boyfriends after me. What was the likelihood they were larger than me. Very? Is this worth pursuing? 

I spent a while pondering so many questions but soon found my self jerking off to the picture. My thoughts were focused on her ass wondering if it had belonged to someone else. I wondered if that someone also had a large cock.

Upon finishing and regaining my composure; I was bold enough and confident enough in light of my new found medication to ask her to see me. To my delight it took only a matter of minutes to read this reply:

***Why after all this time do you finally message me? Have you gotten your life together? I would love to see you again but I don't want to go through that same shit again. I just got out of a terrible relationship and I need stability in my life. Please don't message me unless you are serious.***

I was in. The love of my life was back in my life. The butterflies were back and I could hardly wait to have her in my arms again. I messaged her back that I missed the great times we had together and that I was only interested in getting back in touch, not to come storming back into her life. That I would take it slow as she wanted and about how great I had felt lately and how things are coming to order in my life.

***Pick me up tomorrow I would love to whoop your ass at a game of pool for old times sake ;) 972-555-2345***

I decided I would call her tomorrow to finalize the date. In the mean time I prepared my clothes and groomed myself to highest standards. Life was great.

The date started off well. She was an absolute tease from the start. She wore tight fitting, low cut jeans. Her toned stomach was slightly visible when she moved about. Her ass was just amazing in all its glory. She never had large breasts but it wasn't much of a drawback. She didn't wear a bra and her nipples were noticeable through the light pink halter top. 

We used to play pool in our past, and almost always had a wager on it. I was better but I let her win some so that when the time came around for a large bet she wouldn't back down. Though, nothing much ever came of it other than exchanging massages or preparing dinner for the other.

After a few games we were tied and she proposed a wager. If she won I would have to pay her phone bill. She asked what I would want.

"How about a blowjob?" I asked.

"That's all you guys ever think about." Her face turned long.

"No I was just kidding around. You know I care so much about you. I have been waiting for this day for so long. I've wanted you back in my life so badly."

She smiled. "Okay, calm down." She came closer and gave me a hug. Her hair smelled so nice. She pressed her chest against mine and I pulled her hips in closer. She whispered, "I don't want to get hurt again, promise me you will do anything for me."

"I promise I'll always keep you happy," I replied. I took the initiative and kissed her tenderly savoring the moment.

After a few seconds she broke off the kiss and looked me straight in the eye. "So if I lose I give you a blowjob, huh?"

"Sure," I smiled.

I thought it through while playing the game that I would have to lose in order to obtain a bigger bet in the future. She had a come from behind victory and was full of herself. But I was happy she was happy. I told her I should stop by her place so I could take care of the bill. She playfully rejected. But I reminded her I needed to see the amount to keep the bet honest. She gave in and we left to her place.

We made out three times before we even made it inside her door. I had a good feeling I was going to get lucky. She went to her room and told me she would be right back. When she returned she was wearing the same shorts I remembered seeing in the photo. I couldn't wait to get a close up view. She sat next to me and it wasn't long until we were making out and feeling each other up. As I started to remove my pants she asked, "Do you have a condom?"

"No, I can run to the store though," I replied.

She stood up and grabbed my hand to lead me to her bedroom. I never fucked her without a condom before I was excited I was going to feel her warm pussy around my dick any moment now.

She told me to lie on the bed. I watched her sexy ass fall out of her shorts while she opened her dresser drawer. When she came back she through a condom at me and told me to put in on.

I started to panic I looked at the wrapper and it said magnum; I knew it was for large cocks. She stripped naked and watched as I fumbled with the wrapper. She decided to lend a hand and pulled down my boxers. It was the moment of truth.

To my surprise she didn't miss a beat and took the condom from me to put it on my throbbing little hard on. It was obvious from the start it was not going to fit. She pulled it down my shaft anyways and just stared blankly for a few moments. The condom was so loose that when she grabbed my shaft and stroked me it slid right off.

"This isn't going to work. I don't have any smaller condoms."

My dick was aching at the thought of her being used to big cocks. She had a drawer with oversized condoms for some ex that fucked her with his huge dick.

I tried my best to keep the moment going and pulled the condom down and pinching it at the base with my thumb and forefinger. "I'll hold it in place," I said while motioning her to get in position. Her pussy lips had always been one of my favorite of her attributes. They were a bit oversized and when she spread them with her two fingers it drove me wild. 

She was almost sitting on me before my short penis had made contact with her prize pussy partly due to her round ass cheeks hanging firmly below her opening. She leaned forward so that more than just my small cockhead would enter her. Her pussy offered very little resistance accommodating my tiny prick. She began to move her body up and down and instantly my penis fell out of her wet cunt. Her disapproval was becoming more and more apparent in her facial expressions. Her dissatisfaction with my undersized dick was putting me on the threshold of a very premature ejaculation. 

I panicked as I still, in the back of my head, didn't want her to end up leaving me so I held her hips and pushed my dick as far as I could inside her. She let out a slight moan but I think it was more because I was rubbing her ass and spreading it as I held her tightly. I felt the heat at my fingertips and so badly wanted to probe my fingers deeper and lower until I felt her tight asshole. It all quickly had become too much for me and I blew my load inside the condom. As I pulled out I noticed I only filled the condom half way as the other half hung there unappreciative of my lacking size. 

I could see the disappointment in her eyes. Things were seemingly going great, sparks were flying and it all came crashing down when she discovered my dick was far inferior of what she was accustomed to receiving. I was yet again surprised as she smiled and kissed me and said she had missed me. She began crawling on her knees, still above me and I knew I was about to feast on her pussy for the first time. 

It was quite clear she was going to get hers, so to speak. I was happy to oblige and began sucking on her supple lips. She moved her hips slightly back and forth as I presented my stiffened tongue. I made subtle efforts to lick below her pussy. She responded indifferently. After five or so minutes she climaxed as her juices dribbled off of her extended lips.

All in all it was a huge success despite my diminutive size. We cleaned up and cuddled beneath the satin sheets as our soft whispers subsided to heavy eyelids.

To be continued...



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 03



I had almost forgotten my doctor's appointment when I woke up the next morning. I kissed Rachel goodbye and was quite erect in anticipation of the brazen remarks Dr. Saza would share with me regarding my inadequate dick.

"How do you feel?" she asked.

"I feel absolutely great, Rachel and I are back together," I replied.

"And the medication no unwanted side effects?" she asked as she glanced at my groin.

"I don't think so, I kind of ca... ejaculated prematurely last night. But that's nothing new for me." I replied. It was becoming easier and easier to just blatantly tell her any sexual detail about myself.

She smiled. She was sitting across from me, as usual, on a stool without a back. "That is known to happen with some men... and some boys."

How cruel. Was she enjoying mocking me? Well my little cock was enjoying the attention either way. "Even within a minute? Is that normal?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say it is normal, but it does happen. To my knowledge 30 minutes to an hour is normal," she replied. The evil grin was making me wild. Her implication that she is used to a man fucking her at such great lengths was fuel to the fire. "You said everything is going great with Rachel, is it safe to assume penis size is not an issue with her?"

I paused and remembered the oversized condom she had handy in her dresser drawer and how it dwarfed my little hard on. "I'm not sure, but she seemed happy last night and she never said anything about it," I said.

"Well that must be relieving to know she is not dissatisfied with your below average stature," Marissa said. 

I couldn't help myself and had to tell her about the whole condom scenario and the implications that her ex was well hung. I want to rip off my jeans and stroke myself right there in front of her I was so hot.

"I see. So you are worried she may have acquired a preference for above average penises?" she inquired.

"Yeah, I suppose it is possible. If so, do you think she will get frustrated with me?" I asked.

"It is very likely she will not want to hurt your feelings at first. But you should try to be receptive to subtle hints she may give you," she explained.

"You've got to help me. You are a doctor. Isn't there anything you can do?" I pleaded.

"I promise to help you as best I can. First off, has your penis gained back any length since you stopped taking the Fiburon?" she asked.

"I don't think so but I haven't measured it." 

"Well let's take a look and go from there," she smiled. She went to fetch the measuring tape as I fumbled with my belt buckle. "Don't be shy," she laughed.

She got on her knees this time and grabbed the tip of my penis and measured the topside. "I need to get a closer look to be exact."

What a moment I has having. From my perspective I could look down her shirt and admire her nice tits. As I stared I felt her hot breath on my dick. I was going to lose it at any moment now. "Four inches even. I see there hasn't been much improvement," she said softly. "Maybe we should measure the girth. It is very important to have a thick cock to please a woman right." She wrapped the tape slowly around my shaft and announced, "Four and a half inches. Unfortunately that is on the small side as well. Six to seven inches around would be ideal I suspect while 5 and a half is average."

I tried to control my breathing. Anything to live the moment one second longer. I lost it completely when she got up and told me, "I'm sorry Chris, there is not much I can do. Your penis is too small and will likely never satisfy any woman." I sprayed my load and a few drops landed below her skirt just above her knee. "Now look what you've done, clean that up," she demanded.

I grabbed my boxers from the floor as she lifted her leg onto the stool. I was no fool and knew this would be the perfect opportunity to get a nice view of the promised land. Her leg was high enough on the stool that her skirt began to hike up. I began to clean her thick bronze thighs as I stared underneath her skirt to see she wasn't wearing panties at all. She was completely shaved and her pussy was very intimidating. Puffy pink lips that I wished I could taste. But she was done teasing as she moved backwards calling me a pervert. I put my pants back on and tried to regain my composure. I apologized for my lack of control.

"Well if there is nothing else, I have work to do," she said.

"Just one thing," I said.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Is there really nothing you can do to make it bigger?"

"No, there isn't anything I can do. But that is not important. You seem to enjoy knowing your penis is worthless. In time you will fantasize of your girlfriend enjoying her big dicked ex while you jerk off. That is if you don't already. So I ask you, do you truly wish your little prick wasn't so little?"

Wow, was all I could think. She was so blunt it knocked me back. "I... uh..."

"I thought so. So if there is nothing else I will see you next week." She handed me a bottle of pills. "Take these twice a day and please settle your account before you leave." And with that she was out the door.

It was a few days later before me and Rachel hooked up again. I was still taking the pills Dr. Saza had prescribed to me. But to be honest I didn't really know what they were for. I assumed they were supposed the mild depression I have since recovered from. 

Rachel let herself in. I was preparing a light dinner for her. As she neared the kitchen I greeted her and suggested she wait in the living room for me to finish up. She was looking absolutely fantastic. Tight, tight jeans that flaunted her sexy curves. Her toned stomach was visible above her low cut jeans followed by a black tank top. I suspected she was wearing a push up bra as her tits looked larger than normal. Her hair was pinned up. Her beautiful face, bright green eyes and slender nose was the icing on the cake. 

We ate dinner and spoke of trivial things. Afterwards it took only one look and I knew what she had in mind. The sexy bedroom eyes were unmistakable. We moved to the couch and started kissing heavily. She was rubbing my thigh right next to where my small dick had reached its peak of four inches. Her hand began to trace alongside my erection beneath my jeans. It was at that moment the kissing ended and she sat straight back on the couch.

"What's wrong?' I asked. 

"It's nothing," she replied. Her eyes were fixed on the floor.

"You can tell me. Are we moving to fast?" I inquired.

"No, it's not that."

"I guess a lot has changed since we were together all those years back. If there's anything I can do just let me know. You know I love you madly," I said.

After a few moments of silence she asked, "Did you date anyone since we broke up?"

I wanted to lie. After all it had been almost three years since we had parted ways. "To be honest, no, I didn't. I was in love with the bottle and really have nothing positive to say about the time we've been apart."

"Yes, I'm happy that you have grown out of that. You were a real asshole when you drank. So you really haven't slept with anyone besides me?" she asked.

"Just you, sounds kind of pathetic doesn't it?"

"No, I actually love that about you. I don't know if I could still love you if you had been with anyone else."

"And you?" I asked.

"And me what?" She gave me the look. The look that meant I've been bad but you still love me look.

"Well have you been with anyone since we've been apart?" I asked.

"Maybe," was all she said. The look was still there. She, I think, was unsure or what my reaction would be.

"It's okay. You are a sexy woman. I don't care about those things," I offered.

She smiled. "Good," she laughed.

"What's so funny?" I asked. The mood had turned very playful. I suspect she was happy to know I wouldn't get upset about her past.

"Oh, nothing," she said. Her smile was to die for. I was like putty in her hands.

"How many?" I asked while trying to act indifferent.

"How many what?" she always made me say things straight out.

"How many, you know... how many boyfriends have you had?" I kept it pg-13 so to keep the mood playful. Though maybe it would have been easier just to ask her straight up 'How many guys did you fuck?'

"Enough," she said with her trademark smile and subtle giggle.

"That's kind of vague. I told you. So now you have to tell me," I explained.

"Fine. Let me see..." she paused and began softly mumbling to herself as to indicate she was trying to count. "Six."

"Was that so hard?" I asked. "Six isn't that bad for three years."

"No wait! Seven," she laughed, becoming more comfortable. Though that would be expected considering I was not showing any discomfort to what I had just learned about her. I returned a slight laugh, enjoying the topic of discussion.

"Okay, seven it is. So why didn't any of the relationships work out?" I asked.

"Umm... I don't know. I guess I got tired of them," she laughed.

"I see."

"Yeah, it was fun for a couple of weeks but then they try to start controlling me. Tell me what I can and can't wear and who I can and can't talk to. The jealous types."

"I see... well I'm not the jealous type. I know you are an independent woman."

"Yeah, that's true. That's another thing I like about you," she smiled. "So if your not the jealous type, it doesn't bother you that I slept with them?"

"No, it's okay. I mean we weren't together so I can't say anything."

"True," she replied, "So you aren't going to try and tell me what to wear?"

"No, I love the way you dress," I replied.

"Good," she smiled and at that moment looked down to see that I had a pillow conveniently placed on my lap. She snatched it away and asked, "What are you trying to hide?" 

"Nothing now," I laughed. 

She once again used her index finger to trace along the tiny bulge I was sporting. "Does he want to come out and play?"

I nodded. "Mm-hmm." She unzipped my fly and stuck her hand in to fish out my little stiffee. She took her time feeling around my balls. I think she deliberately avoided contacting my dick as if to show she was having a hard time finding it. By this time my erection had gone away as my nerves took over. She patted down below my balls as if she was expecting to find something down there. She finally traced back up after her wrist touched the tip of my now flaccid penis. She pinched my head and tried to trace underneath it to no avail. In a flaccid state not much more than my head pokes out. She pinched with her thumb and forefinger and tried to pull the head out. For a second she succeeded as I looked down to see her stretching my soft penis. But as soon as she let go it disappeared back into my pants.

"Aww, I guess he doesn't want to play," she said playfully.

"Sorry, I just got nervous for a second," I explained. She put her hand back inside my pants and grabbed the tip again pulling it upward, this time with a little more rigor. It looked especially thin as she pulled it out. Once more she let go and it was lost again.

"Why so nervous?" she asked. "Does this help?" She slowly and teasingly removed her shirt and bra to present her perky b cups. 

I was cursing myself. Why in the world at this moment could I not get an erection? I might have had 10 throughout the day, but when I need one it isn't there. "Yeah, he just needs a minute." As I said that her cell phone rang. 

She looked at the display and gave a frustrated look but answered nonetheless. "Hello?" ... "I'm kind of busy." She looked at me and smiled. "I'm not going to talk about this right now." ... "Okay. Bye."

"Stupid asshole," she said referring to the caller on the phone.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Nobody, just stupid Nathan. He wants to pick up some things he left at my place," she explained, "I don't want to deal with him right now."

"Your ex?" I asked trying to sound disinterested.

"Yeah," she answered, "he was only good for one thing." She covered her mouth sensing she had said too much.

"Oh that one thing," I laughed leaving the doorway open for her to elaborate.

"Yeah," she smiled, "I didn't mean to say that out loud."

"He took care of your bills?" I asked trying to imply that's what I thought the one thing was.

"What? Wait what are you talking about?"

"I don't know what are you talking about?" I asked.

"God you're such a prude," she laughed "the one thing is sex, you know that? Right?"

"Oh, yeah of course," I laughed. "That was the only thing good about the relationship?" I couldn't believe I was pulling it off. I could feel the blood flowing back into my small dick.

"Yep," she laughed not knowing what to say.

"What was so good about the sex?" I asked.

"Why are you asking so many questions?" she laughed.

"Just making conversation," I smiled. "I was just curious." I saw her glance down to see the tip of my cock poking out of my fly. She went on like she wasn't aware.

"No I can't tell you. You'll get mad," she said.

"I won't get mad. I promise."

"Trust me, its better if I don't tell you," once again she glanced down and my tiny hard on.

"I told you I'm not the jealous type. What are you so worried about?" I asked. I put my leg on the coffee table so that my erection would be less evident.

"Fine but don't say I didn't warn you. Are you sure?" she asked one last time.

"Yes I'm positive," I replied.

"Well, umm," she stared at my crotch, "his thing is kind of, umm... big"

"Oh, yeah you were right I didn't want to know that," I laughed playing it off. Though I was losing control I wanted so badly to cum.

"See. I told you," she laughed. Delighted to know I could pretty much take anything she had to tell me.

"Well to be honest I kind of suspected that," I said.

"Why is that?" she asked.

"Well the other night, that condom you had was really big I kind of assumed it might have been meant for one of your exes."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that," she said, "sorry I didn't have any smaller ones." She covered her mouth. "Oops I didn't mean it like that."

"No it's okay. I know I'm slightly on the small side," I said knowing full well she was thinking to herself 'slightly?' I couldn't believe we were beginning to have an open discussion about penis size.

"You know size isn't that important to a girl. So don't be upset," she said.

"I know and I'm not upset. But I do wish I was a little bit bigger," I said.

"You do?" she asked.

"Well yeah. Even if size doesn't matter that much it would be nice to have a normal sized dick."

"True. But it's not that important to me. I mean it was good with him but I didn't like him. And with you, it's just different." She said. 

"Thank you," I said, "I love you."

"I love you too," she smiled. "What you thinking?"

"Oh nothing," I replied.

"Tell me!" she demanded.

"You promise I'm big enough for you?" I asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Stop worrying about it," she said.

"I can't help it. I just keep thinking about the size of that condom and how I can't come close to comparing." I sensed she was becoming annoyed. This was my mistake for not keeping the conversation fun. "Never mind, I don't care. I'm sure I'm not the smallest you've had," I said knowing full well I had to have been.

"Well..." she paused. My queue to keep the mood light.

I laughed and said, "I guess that answers it."

She laughed and said, "Yeah, I'm trying to think. This one guys dick was kind of shot but it was pretty thick. Sorry," she laughed.

I laughed, "It's okay, how short was his?"

"I don't know I didn't measure it," she laughed.

"Well if you had to guess."

"I don't know it was like an inch and a half longer than yours," she replied. Did she just tell me the smallest of the seven was an average sized dick?

I laughed and said, "That's not that short."

She laughed, "Well I guess it depends on who you compare it to. Compared to Nathan's dick his was pretty short."

"True, so how big was Nathan's dick?"

"Why the fascination on everyone's dick size?" she asked.

"I don't know I guess I just wanted to see how I compared to your past lovers."

"And I told you I don't care if yours is small," she replied. She called it small, for some reason I just loved that.

"Even if I don't give you an orgasm?" I blurted out.

"You can always use your tongue," she laughed. I laughed too. Keep her laughing I thought to myself.

"Yeah that's true, if all else fails I know I can deliver with a little tongue action."

"See it's not so bad as you think, and with a little practice I'm sure your dick will do fine," she said.

"Speaking of practice, how about we finish what we started?" I finished removing my jeans to present my aching throbbing erection that was about to blow at the slightest touch. She smiled and grabbed a hold of it. It was only a few gentle strokes until I came in her hand. 

"Well I guess it will take a bit more practice until you are ready," she laughed. I helped her remove her jeans and black thong. She scooted forward on the couch and spread her legs above her head. I went to town on her sweet pussy, nibbling on her long pussy lips before I flicked her clit as fast and hard as I could with my tongue. Her moans were so sexy as she climaxed. 

What a beginning to a beautiful sex life.

To be continued...



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 04



Things between me and Rachel were moving along fairly quickly. We discussed our future and decided to move in with each other. Seeing as how her family had money, hence a nicer apartment, I moved in with her. She stressed how having space was important for her. I agreed and suggested we stay in separate rooms to see how things worked out.

It had now been two weeks and everything was happening so fast. Though we have only had sex on two occasions. The last time was a week ago, and I was secretly jerking off every chance I could get. So many things raced through my head all of them revolving around the theme of my girlfriend and her past experience with well endowed boyfriends. 

My four inches was less than modest and I couldn't fathom how she could not compare me to her previous lovers. Despite all of that she was careful not to hurt my feelings. She and I were very close match at the heart, even if we were not so compatible below the belt. I would do anything to make her happy.

It was a Friday night when everything started to settle down. The moving was done with, the workweek was over and the initial nerves of becoming roommates had subsided. We watched a movie together. Something she picked out, of course. 

Despite my abstinence from drinking, I did not pressure her to not drink around me. I had finally developed some self control in that matter. She, despite her small frame of 5'-3", was found of hard liquor. Her bottle of Grey Goose was uncorked as she poured her second glass onto a few ice cubes. By the time the movie was over, her flush face gave way that she was a bit tipsy. 

We had watched the movie When Harry Met Sally. She was a fan even though it came out a generation before her time. I was indifferent to the movie, but enjoyed the position she had chosen to get comfortable. Her head had lied upon my lap throughout the movie. She had to have noticed my little erection as it jumped a few times as I drifted off to fantasy land during the movie. 

As the credits started rolling, she poured her third glass of vodka. I noticed it was poured to the top this time. She started going on about how cute the movie was when the inevitable happened.

"I can't believe she faked an orgasm at a restaurant. That was the best part," she laughed.

When watching the scene earlier I imagined faking an orgasm would be something Rachel would do, especially considering my inability to fuck her properly with my insufficient equipment. "Yeah she seemed pretty talented at it. You ever done that before?" I asked.

"Faked it?" she asked.

"Yeah, have you ever faked it?" I asked. I wasn't really sure if she ever faked it with me. Three years ago we had sex two times, I was her second lay, but I don't remember her moaning or anything.

She sipped her drink and answered, "Hmm, I don't think so. I'm not going to fake it just so he feels better about himself."

"Yeah I understand. I don't think you were faking it last week, even if you moaned so slightly. I could tell," I explained.

"Oh, I'm not always quiet," she boasted and then laughed. "But yes sweetie, I was not faking it, you really do know how to use your tongue," she winked.

"Thank you," I laughed. I wanted to revisit the subject of her past lovers and figured this was a prime opportunity to do so. She was likely to be drunk soon and become very talkative. "You didn't fake it your first time?" I asked.

"With Michael? No, he was selfish. I wish he wouldn't have been the one to pop my cherry," she laughed. 

"So he never gave you an orgasm?" I asked.

"The first time? No, but later on I had a few. But it wasn't anything special."

Dare I bring up size? No, I hoped she would first so she couldn't blame me for being the one to introduce the topic. Oh, but I wanted to know so badly. "I see, did it hurt the first time?" I asked.

"Yeah, kind of. But that's normal I think." She took another sip. "The second time I got used to it and it didn't hurt at all."

"Does it bother you that I wasn't your first?" I asked.

"No, though I think it might have been easier if you were my first," she said.

I detected a slight slur of her voice. I had the green light to ask just about anything I wanted to tonight. "What do you mean it would have been easier?" I asked.

"Well you know because you're kind of on the small side and he wasn't big but it was bigger. You know?" 

"Oh yeah, that makes sense." Perfect she had brought up size first. "How big was his dick?" I asked.

"Umm... I don't know," she laughed. She was likely taken aback by my bluntness. 

"Well you said it was bigger so I was just curious," I replied.

"I don't know maybe like an inch longer than yours," she said while taking another sip. "It was only a little bit thicker I think. I thought yours used to be bigger. I don't know. That was a long time ago." Her eyes were glazed over but she was not drunk yet.

"Well it probably seems smaller than you remember because you told me all your previous boyfriends had bigger dicks than mine," I laughed to let her know I was not going to get my feelings hurt. Quite the contrary.

"Yeah you are right. You were only my second guy to sleep with and everyone after you was much bigger."

"Oh first it's bigger and now it's Much Bigger?" I continued to feign affability.

She laughed and said, "Well you're the one who wants to know everything. I'm just being honest."

Oh how I loved the brutal truth. "So if you are being honest are you still going to tell me size doesn't matter?" I asked.

"Well..." 

The guilty tone of her voice indicated I was right. "Well what?" I asked.

She downed the remainder of her third glass and said, "Okay I will admit a big dick can feel really good, but at the same time you've got to be into it."

"Fair enough. So it's safe to assume you wouldn't mind if mine was a few inches longer?"

"And thicker," she laughed.

I laughed, "See that wasn't so hard was it?"

"I don't know was it?" she laughed.

I had to keep it going. "So who did you date after we broke up?"

"You are so nosy. Get me another drink," she slurred.

I was happy to oblige. It was to my advantage to find out everything and for her to forget she told me. So I hurried to the kitchen to get ice and made my way back. I poured a generous serving and offered it to her. She took no time to take her first gulp. She set it down and said, "Oh, I feel really, really good now."

I laughed. I immediately began to think of ways to get her to tell me all the juicy details. "You had a lot to drink. Maybe you should slow down." What a considerate guy I was.

"I'm fine, what were you asking me?" 

"I don't remember, I think you were telling me about the guy you dated after me." Now it was her that brought it up.

"Oh yeah, that was Jason. What about him?" she asked.

"You were telling me his dick was longer than Michaels," I replied.

"Yeah he had a nice cock." She closed her eyes and gave a slight moan. "Mmm... mmm... yep his cock was Really nice."

"Really nice?" I encouraged her. Her eyes were still closed and I took the opportunity to slip my hand underneath my pants for a quick rub. She emphasized, "REALLY nice. Yep his dick was second best" She opened her eyes but was fixated on the glass on the table. She took another nice sized gulp and set it back down. I quickly removed my hand from my pants.

She was officially fucked up now. But I didn't want her to pass out anytime soon. She got up to use the restroom and I poured half the vodka out and replaced it with water. As she walked out of the bathroom, she slurred, "It's fucking hot in here," and removed her shirt. I was a bit disappointed when she decided to sit on the recliner rather than next to me.

"How are you feeling?" I asked while staring at her black bra wishing she would have taken it off as well.

"I'm fucked up I think," she answered and giggled. "Are you going to keep asking me about the guys I used to fuck?"

What to say. "Well I only had a few more questions."

"Okay weirdo, what d'you wanna know?" she asked.

"Well I was kind of wanting to know how I compared to Jason like size wise," I said. Please, please, please don't be difficult I thought to myself.

"Oh you want to know how big his dick was? I didn't measure it," she replied taking a sip and while turning on the TV.

"Well I asked how I compared it doesn't matter if you measured it," I replied holding a pillow to conceal where my hand was. She ignored me as she flipped channels. I repeated, "Well?"

"Well what? What do you want?" She sounded annoyed.

Perfect time to get moody, not what I was hoping for. "Can you turn off the TV?" I asked.

"Why?"

"So I can talk to you. Please come sit by me," I pleaded. 

To my luck she flipped it off and said, "There's nothing on anyway." She smiled a drunk smile and crawled over to the couch. "Okay, I'm all yours."

I should have taken that opportunity to instigate sex but opted not to. I may not have a chance like this again to fish for spicy details of her sexual debauchery. I pulled her up next to me and rested her head on my shoulder, running my fingers through her hair to relax her. I quietly took off my pants. She didn't seem to notice. My next trick was to get her thinking of Jason again without making it so obvious I needed to hear her praise his cock. "I'm so glad I have you back Rachel. Don't ever let me lose you to Jason again."

"Don't worry I haven't talked to him in a while."

I softly said, "It's a good thing we split up for a while."

"Mmm... Why's that?" she asked groggily.

"That way we got to try new things," I replied.

"Yeah I miss him sometimes," she said rubbing her hand across her breast to signify frustration. 

Her eyes were closed and she was likely only half aware of what was going on. "You miss his big cock?" I asked while openly playing with my four incher.

"Mm-hmm," she moaned. She subconsciously lifted her leg to put her knee on the couch Indian style.

I rested my left hand on her stomach and softly traced my fingertips around her navel. The thin fabric of her shorts had begun to ride up her ass as she positioned herself. I noticed the bulge of her prominent labia. I traced my down the hem of her shorts until I felt her fat pussy lips that were now fully parted. She jumped at the sensation of an unfamiliar hand touching her pussy and said, "What are you doing?" She sounded like she had regained some sobriety. She turned to the right and saw I had my penis in my hand. She broke free from me and scooted the other end of the couch with a dumbfounded look on her face. I quickly lifted my boxers to hide my little prick. "Sorry," I said, "I wasn't doing anything I promise." I didn't know what to say.

She stared for a moment and said, "It's okay, you just really made me jump, I was very sensitive down there and I wasn't expecting it."

Thank God, she wasn't pissed. Even better now she was basically telling me how sensitive her pussy had become while most likely thinking of Jason's huge cock. 

She got up to finish her half empty glass of diluted vodka. Now she seemed very aware and not as drunk as I had thought. "Better have one for me, so I don't get tempted." I poured her another full glass.

She laughed and asked, "are you trying to get me drunk?"

"And why would I do that?" I laughed.

"Well from the looks of what you were doing a minute ago, God only knows," she replied. "Little pervert," she laughed.

Little. Nice touch. I catch everything. Now to set her up. "Well that's at least better than being a big pervert," I said and then acted like I just messed up what I said. "Nevermind. Forget that," I said acting mad at myself.

She laughed and took the bait. "Are you sure that's better than being a BIG (heavy emphasis) pervert?"

nhgj"Shut up," I laughed, "don't remind me."

"Remind you of what?" she laughed.

"Don't try and play innocent," I laughed. I covered myself for extra measure.

"What you trying to cover up there?" she laughed.

The teasing was driving me wild. "Nothing," I replied now acting shy.

"Nothing? Are you sure it's just nothing?" she teased. "Be nice," I laughed.

"Okay, sorry. Still love me?" she asked giving me a to die for look.

"Maybe," I replied smiling.

"Do you wanna play with it?" she asked.

"Kind of," I said knowing full well I was dying to stroke it.

"Play with it then," she said. She finished the rest of her fifth glass. She watched while I massaged the little head of my throbbing boner. "Move your hand. I can't see anything." That was because my hand easily covered the entirety of short cock. I began to massage the tip with my thumb and two forefingers so that her view was unobstructed. "What you thinking about?" she asked.

I wasn't going to tell her I was fantasizing of Jason's huge cock pleasing her hungry pussy. "Just thinking how I wished it was your hand instead."

"Well I would offer you my fingers, but last time you came too soon," she said.

How nice of her to correct me and let me know it was her fingers and not her hand that was need to stroke my tiny pole. I asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

"You don't want to know," she laughed, showing a more intoxicated presence.

"Why wouldn't I want to know?" I asked, hoping for an erotic answer involving larger dicks.

"Well it's your fault, you're the one who got me thinking about it earlier," she defended herself.

"Hmm," I sighed, "thinking about something with extra volume?" I asked as she continued to watch me jerk my dick with my fingers.

"Maybe, does it bother you if I think about those things?" she asked with a tone of seriousness.

"Rachel I don't want you to worry about hurting my feelings. I am okay with the fact that you had great sex with your ex. And I'm okay if one of the reasons it was great was because of the size of his dick."

"I'm so glad it doesn't bother you. I don't understand why some guys get so sensitive if they find out their girlfriend has had larger ones."

"Yeah, It's stupid."

"The guy I dated after Jason, his name was John. I said something about it on accident and he couldn't get over it," she said.

"What did you say?" I asked.

"It's so stupid. He was fucking me one night. Really going hard at it and he was talking dirty saying things like, 'do you like this big dick' then he said something like 'tell me this is the best dick you ever had' and because I hesitated to say it he got all offended. I tried to reassure him. I mean don't get me wrong his cock was a good size. The next day he sent me pictures of his dick next to a ruler and it was over seven inches. Maybe like seven and a quarter. I was weirded out. Kind of creepy to open your phone to a dick pic. I don't know what his problem was. I guess he couldn't handle the fact that he didn't have the biggest dick in the world. So long story short, I got tired of his bullshit and left him. I guess he was used to girls being all over him for his cock, but I'm not going to lie to him especially considering I was just getting over Jason. Well I missed his cock more than I did him. But anyways I should shut up," she laughed.

I was out of breath and said, "Yeah that guy was a weirdo." 

She looked to see I had cum all over myself. She laughed and said "Eww gross."

I excused myself to take a shower with my head held low buy my spirits in orbit. I closed the door watching her take a swig from the bottle and turn on the TV. The night was not over, I should hurry up.



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 05



I stripped quickly and jumped in the shower. Using generous amounts of soap I freshened up thoroughly. Rachel was all talk and I was dying to hear more about her past lovers. The liquor was taking full effect as she lost all inhibitions to try and hide any detail from me, her current boyfriend.

I didn't have any boxers with me so I left the bathroom with just a towel. Hoping to skip to my room unnoticed. I quietly opened the door. The TV was still on. It had only been five minutes since I had cum all over myself to the discovery that the guy who followed in after me was well over seven inches long. 

I tiptoed behind the couch to get to my room. As I did, I peered over and saw the tan skin of her left knee. I crept closer, more of her flesh came to view. I saw her right foot was propped up on the right arm rest of the dark leather couch. Her left leg was hanging of the front. I glanced at her face and saw that her eyes were shut. Her right hand was resting on her bare stomach and her left arm was at her side. I moved just a bit closer and saw she had removed her shorts and was now wearing bra and panties only. What I saw next was so beautiful and intensely erotic. 

I walked around the couch closest to her feet and focused between her legs. The left flap of her extended pussy lips had apparently become stuck to the inner side of her left thigh. As a result her less than modest thong did no justice to hide the fact. Her pussy was literally hanging out of her panties. The dark fold was slightly wrinkled but looked oh so delicious. I noticed the slight bulge her right pussy lip left, still concealed. The sight was overwhelming to say the least. 

I adjusted my towel as to allow access of my right hand. After a few minutes of enjoying the spectacle let out a slight moan and began to resituate her body. I jumped back in fear she might open her eyes and see me. After the noise of her skin reluctantly sliding across the leather stopped, I thought it was safe to move closer again. I focused on her face and saw that her eyes were still closed. She was now lying on her left side with her back facing the back of the couch. Both of her legs were brought close to her chest. Her big ass was on full display covered by fabric half an inch thick. That half inch was not near enough to conceal her bulky pussy. It was hardly enough to cover her asshole. There was not a hair in sight. She was completely bare. I assumed she had electrolysis done in the past three years. 

I continued to jerk off while admiring her sexy attributes. I figured she was out for the night so I dropped my towel. I got on my knees and crawled along the front of the couch. I stopped. Her feet were close to my face and behind that was bronzed ass being split by the pink thong. 

I had always wanted to fuck her ass but dared not bring it up. I recalled the past when she told me she would never allow anyone's dick inside there. I began to feel adventurous and put my left hand on her ass cheek. Big mistake as soon as I did she began to stir. Her eyes opened and slowly focused on me jumping back with no doubt a guilty look on my face.

"What are you doing?" she asked. She began to stretch her legs to sit up.

I frantically grabbed my towel to cover up. "Nothing, I, uhh... I thought I saw a mosquito on you." Nice cover I hoped.

"Why are you naked?" She was still half drunk, but the shock of waking up to me with my hand on her ass likely sharpened her senses.

"I just got out of the shower... and then my towel fell off," I replied.

"Mm-hmm," she uttered. She had to have known foul play was involved. She poured her self another glass, not caring about having any ice. As I was wrapping my towel around me she asked, "a mosquito yeah right. Why is your dick hard?" The expression on her face was one of annoyance and anger.

"It's always hard. I just got out of the shower and was about to put my clothes on."

"Then go put them on." She got up and headed to the bathroom. I quickly made my way to my bedroom and put on some fresh boxers and a white t-shirt. I went back to the living room and sat back on the couch. I heard the toilet flush. She came out grabbed her bottle and glass and started to head for her bedroom.

I had to say something. "Rachel, wait I need to talk to you." 

"What do you want? I'm tired and going to bed," she replied with a serious attitude.

"I'm sorry for lying to you," I quickly replied. It at least stopped her in her tracks.

"And?" she asked.

"And I'm sorry for being a pervert," I said.

She smiled. Thank God. "Don't ever lie to me again. This is your only warning."

"I promise, never again," I pleaded. She seemed to be more concerned that I lied than the fact that I was technically molesting her while she slept.

"Good, now what were you doing a minute ago?"

"I was jerking off and I put my hand on your ass, then you woke up," I said.

"That wasn't so hard now was it? And what were you thinking while you were jerking off?" she asked.

"I was... uh... thinking about your ass and uh... fucking it..." I stuttered.

She gave a wicked smile and sat back on the opposite side of the couch downing her drink in the process. "Thinking about fucking my ass? I'm sorry but that is not going to happen. It hurts too much."

Whoa, she just implied she had tried anal. Some lucky bastard got to fuck the most desirable ass on the planet. "You've tried it before?" I asked.

"Hmm... maybe," she smiled. What a sensational tease this beautiful woman was.

"A good hurt?" I asked.

She was acting drunk again. Well not acting. "It can be, but I'm not going to do that with you so get over it."

I couldn't help myself and suggested, "Well at least with me it wouldn't hurt much."

"And why is that?" she laughed.

"Well you know..." I replied.

"No, tell me."

"You know... because my dick is small," I was defeated once again.

"Hmm... That's true. Who knows? Maybe someday,' she said.

"My birthday is next week. Hint, hint," I implied.

"We'll see." She continued to nurse her drink.

"When did you start doing anal? I remember before that you told me you would never do it." I asked.

"I don't know maybe like a year ago," she smiled and asked, "Truth or dare?"

"Serious?" I said, "Okay... umm... truth."

"Chicken," she laughed, "Okay. You really never slept with anybody but me?"

"Easy, yes." I replied. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Okay. So lets see. If you slept with seven guys after me and one guy before me that would make nine total. So out of those nine how many got to fuck your ass?"

"Umm... one... two... three... four... yeah four," she laughed.

"Four guys but you say you don't like to do it. Yeah right," I laughed.

"Well they liked to do it more than I did," she laughed. "It's not like I did it all the time."

"Okay, fair enough."

"Truth or dare?" she asked.

"Okay, dare."

She smiled and said, "I dare you to... I dare you to not touch your dick the rest of the night."

I showed my contempt but agreed. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," she laughed.

"Fine... umm... What's the biggest dick you've ever fucked?"

"Pervert! Fine. That would be EJ. His dick was almost too big. Almost," she laughed.

"But how big was it?" I interjected.

"I don't know I don't go around measuring everybody's dick you know."

"Okay, hold on a minute." I ran to my bedroom and grabbed a ruler.

"Oh my God you're such a pervert," she laughed as she saw me carrying the ruler back.

"Shut up," I laughed. I handed her the ruler and said, "now give me a guess."

"God you are so obsessed," she laughed, "okay maybe like to here." She pointed at the nine inch mark.

"Holy shit, that is fucking huge! You can't be serious." 

"Wait do you mean who was the longest or thickest?" she said asking innocently. "Because Jason's was definitely the thickest." "How thick was it?" I asked.

She held up her hand and made a semicircle with her thumb and index finger. To my estimation it was similar to that of a coke can. "Like this, I remember I couldn't get my fingers around it."

I would compare the thickness of my penis to that of C battery. There was no comparison. My girlfriend's pussy has had some serious stretching in the past and knowing it was driving me crazy. "Wow, you went from me to him that must have been a serious change," I laughed.

"Yeah it took some getting used to, but after a while it started to feel really good. Like really, Really good," she said.

All this talk made me want to see her pussy again. To see it and imagine it being stretched like that. "Truth or dare?" I asked.

She didn't catch on that it was her turn to ask. "Dare," she smiled.

Perfect. "Okay I dare you to get completely naked."

"Fine, I like being naked anyways." She removed her bra and thong but made no effort to do so teasingly. I wasn't about to complain.

"Truth or dare?" she asked while leaning back and crossing her legs.

"Truth."

"Why do you keep asking about everyone's cock size?" she asked looking directly in the eye.

"Okay... Well I guess it has to do with you having more experience with me. And when you tell me how big they are I guess it helps me understand more what experience you have." I replied ignoring the big point that it was an absolute huge turn on to hear her exploits with huge cocks.

"I see... But what difference does it make that they were bigger than you?" she asked.

"Well, I like hearing about your past and when you told me every last guy you ever slept with was bigger than me it has always stayed in the back of my mind."

"It turns you on to hear about all that stuff?" she asked with an almost loving tone to her voice. As she did so, she lifted her leg up on the couch completely exposing her pussy.

I stared directly at her glorious mound and muttered "Kind of."

"That's okay sweetie, it turns me on to talk about it too. I just never thought you would like hearing about it so much." She said kindly.

"Yeah it's perverted though. I don't know why I think that way," I said sheepishly still fixated on delicious cock hungry cunt.

"It's okay, but think about me. I don't want to tell you everything and sound like a total slut."

I looked up and said, "no, I don't think that way about you at all. I think of you like some kind of sexual Goddess."

She laughed, "Sexual Goddess? Huh?"

"Yeah I do. I would do anything for you. I love you and I love how sexual you are. It's amazing."

"Thanks," she smiled. "Are you hard right now?" she asked.

I had been for the past thirty minutes. I guess the way my boxers were fluffed up she couldn't tell. I pressed the fabric down and let my little erection poke through the fly and said, "yes, extremely."

She stared at it and smiled. "Do you want to touch it?" 

"Yeah." I smiled.

"Okay play with it for me." I began to stroke it slowly up and down while staring at her pussy. "What are you thinking about?" she asked.

I replied, "I was just umm... thinking about your pussy."

"What about it?" she asked. Her right knee was raised toward the ceiling while her left leg was propped up horizontal to the couch. Her right foot rested a few inches from her pussy. She began to rock her right leg side to side. Her pussy ever so slightly was moving along with it. Her elongated pussy lips were stuck together as a result of her previously crossed legs.

I didn't immediately answer her but instead continued to gawk between her legs anticipating the moment that her lips would separate. She pulled back her left knee. It was resting below the left arm rest. As she did, her flaps broke free. They were now uneven with her right one slightly raised higher than the other. A dark red slit was now in view. 

She lowered her hand to spread her lips open while middle finger disappeared inside her tunnel. As she slowly raised her hand her pussy was much pinker with the light causing her juices to glisten. Her pussy hole was the same diameter as her finger. Which made me wonder why she didn't feel tight around my thicker penis. 

Her hand returned and this time she slid her first two fingers inside. When she removed them, her hole appeared wider but returned to its original state within a few seconds. 

"Well, what are you thinking about doing to my pussy?" she asked.

Time to score some points. "It looks so tight. I'm amazed at how tight it is after having some of those bigger dicks inside of it." I lied. It appeared a bit loose and that was erotic to me, I just knew she wouldn't think the same.

"You think so?" she asked.

I'm sure she loved to hear about it as it could possibly have been an insecurity for her to think she was loose. "Yeah it felt as tight last week as it did when we first met." Total lie. That tight teenage pussy was not the same.

"That's good to know," she smiled. She was glowing with self approval. "I just wish these weren't so long." She lightly pulled at one of her labia minora. 

"Hmm... I think they are sexy. It makes your pussy look very sexual." I explained. 

"Yeah only one guy ever said anything bad about them," she said. 

"What did he say?" I questioned.

"I don't know, something about how they were bigger than normal," she said.

"That's stupid, all you would have to say is that his dick was bigger than normal. But that doesn't make it a bad thing."

"Yeah I guess so," she sighed.

If she ever had any doubts I cleared them up and in doing so I scored major points with her. I took the initiative to cash them in. "So when was the last time you had a dick in your pussy?"

"You know the answer to that." 

"I mean when was the last time you had a big dick in your pussy?" I smiled.

She returned the smile and said, "Hmm a few days after we started talking again."

"I see, I remember you telling me about how he was only good for one thing," I laughed.

"Yep," she smiled.

"You never told me what was so great about the sex." I said.

"Yes I did, I told you it was because his dick was big. I think you just wanted to hear it again," she laughed watching me play with my little dick.

"Well you never told me how big it was," I explained.

"Hmm..." She put her two finger back inside her pussy and seductively said, "It was REAL big."

I stroked slightly faster to let her know I was enjoying her words. She glanced at the tape measure on the coffee table and said, "Eight and a half inches long. Do you think that is Big?"

"Mmhmm," I whimpered while trying to hold back my orgasm. 

She took her two fingers out and made sure I was watching. She then put her first three fingers in and said, "And THICK, too. Is it okay that his big dick fucked me?" she asked.

"Mmhmm."

"He fucked me so good with his huge cock."

I began to cum, messing up my second pair of boxers. She smiled happy at her achievement.

To be continued...



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 06



The next morning she was hung over and was not to be bothered. So I did my best to leaver her be while offering anything I could. She slept most of the day. I was worried she may have regretted everything that had happened the prior night. 

As it would turn out she acted completely oblivious. Not even a hint of her remembering the night's prior discretions. I was some what relieved, yet somewhat disappointed she would anytime soon be divulging with me her acclimation to large dicks nor her dissatisfaction with my own.

I couldn't believe she completely forgot but I played along. I didn't bring it up. It seems she would have to have at least some recollection of even a few words exchanged. So I assumed she would take her times digesting the conversations as they came to her. And knowing her she would always think before she spoke. 

Oh, though, how I wish I could hear more. The humiliation, the submission, was all too exciting. I was sporting a hard on, small be it, all day long. I had jerked off five times before she had jumped in the shower to finally accept the new day.

All such instances involved me peeking through her doorway and enjoying the sight of her half naked body sprawled across her bed. Visions of enjoying a well endowed lover raced through my mind as I stroked harder. 

It did not appear she would be awakening from her slumber any time soon. And my perverted mind got the best of me. I snuck into her bedroom. She was out for sure I tickled her toes to see if I could get a reaction before I did anything more stupid. 

No reaction. Green light. I totally went after her ass. Like a magnet did my face directly meet the crack of her beautiful clean shaven ass. I licked it, wondering if she would suddenly awaken and likely leave me forever. But I couldn't help myself. It was hot; literally, the temperature of her ass was quite noticeable on the sensitive skin of my face. I just lay there, half way sprawled upon her bed with my tongue searching fearlessly for the entrance to her godliness. 

I had to use my hands before my tongue reached her pleasantly clean asshole. This woman was so divine. The carnal image of me tonguing her ass was everything it could be and more. 

Then it all came to me. This ass has been serviced by some huge cocks. This ass was so deserving of anything it wanted. But this ass wanted nothing more than a big dick to please it. I wondered to myself, there has got to be something in this room I want to find. I secretly knew I might find a huge toy. I wanted to find that toy more than anything. 

I reluctantly removed my face from the crevices of her oversized yet beautiful conditioned ass. I looked at her face, still sleeping like an angel. It was at that point I was totally dumbfounded. Peaking out from under her pillow was without a doubt a formidable dildo. 

Was she seriously using that thing and passed out before putting it away? I only saw the head of it, but it was realistic enough of a human penis for me to know what I was looking at. I said fuck it, and grabbed the tip of it to pull it out from under the pillow. It seemed its length would never stop presenting itself as I pulled it out. It was easily 8 inches or longer, the thickness was astounding, like that of a red bull can. 

Oh my beautiful lover you do love the big dicks and I love you for that. Fuck it who's watching I placed it next to my throbbing 4 inches and was completely beaten. It was twice as long and twice as thick. It was heavy and I wanted to measure it. I snuck out of her room and went for the sewing drawer. It was exactly eight inches long and six inches around. For good measure I measured mine again. At my hardest erection I just got to four inches and almost four inches around. 

I couldn't stop jerking off. But I didn't want to come yet, I wanted it to last. I snuck back in Rachel's room and put the dildo back under her pillow. I began snooping around. 

In a panic I slipped under her bed as she began to toss and turn. Her phone was ringing.

"Hello?"

"I can't talk right now, I don't feel well."

Seems the person on the other end of the phone was doing most of the talking. I opened a shoebox and was blown away at my discovery. I counted four good sized fuck toys inside it. Seemed they all had their special purpose. 

One was almost like a mold of a penis. Like completely realistic in form and feel. Of course it was huge. Another was glass and curved upwards. Another was two cocks connected. Like for double penetration. 

"I'm not in the mood for this, I'll call you later."

She hung up and I assumed went back to bed, but it was going to be very awkward for me to get out of the room without her knowing. I decided to wait it out and play the imagination game with a shoe box full of hefty cocks. I measured them all.

The big real one was 8.5" long and 5.5" around. The glass one was 7.5" long and 5" around. The vaginal part of the double toy was 8' long and 5.3" around; the anal part was 6" long and 4.8" around. Another was more flexible likely for anal. It was 9" long and 5" around. 

Just when I thought I had seen it all I noticed another shoebox. I opened and saw more sex toys. Anal beads, a smaller vibrator that was 6.5" long and 4.8" around. Then I found it; my replica. It was 4" long and 4" around. It was still in the packaging and had never been used. There was an envelope. I discovered naughty pictures she had taken in the past. The first one was a picture of her holding some random dudes huge dick. I think she was the photographer or her boyfriend. The next one showed a picture of her lips wrapped tightly around his dick. His dick must have been 8 or 9 inches long and it was too thick for her to get much in her mouth. 

I suppose she mainly just worked the head of his dick. The next picture was of her ass. She was straddling him and I could not see his dick as it was likely totally inside her. The next one was her ass raised and the length of his dick was amazing. 

The bed shook and I saw her feet at the edge of the bed. I was busted or soon would be. She went to the restroom to relieve herself. I turned my phone to silent and text messaged her that I was out for a walk and would be back later. She simply replied "K."

She was drinking water and lay back down on the bed. I heard her fiddling with her phone. She must have been text messaging someone. I heard slight giggles every so often. 

It was Saturday. She always told me she woke up horny on Saturdays. I wondered if she was horny. What if she searched for a toy? I quietly put them back in place and close enough she could find them without finding me. She was still giggling with whoever she was talking to. 

I wanted to see what would happen if she was certain I wouldn't be back for a while. I quietly texted her that I would be back at 9 (5 hours from now) because I was visiting family. I heard her mumble "hmm" after reading it. She texted me back "K bring me back something to drink"

Story seriously needs revised but fuck it. 

"Hey."

"Nothing, bored. He's out and I'm horny," she laughed

"No it's okay; just any sex would be good at the moment."

"Well I love him to death and all and everything is great, I just didn't remember his dick being so small. Is that bad to say?"

"I know they say 'size doesn't matter' but you have to at least have some size to be in the discussion."

"I guess I'll get over it. But the last time we fucked it was hot and fun but I got nothing out of it at the same time." 

"My pussy needs a big dick? You're so rude," she laughed.

"Yeah whatever I have my toys, I'll be fine."

"I'm so not talking to you anymore you're gross."

"I don't need to measure it, I know how big it is"

"Yes, how small it is."

"Is it so bad I like big dicks?"

"I know but I love him I don't want to fuck things up."

"I'll think about it."

"Actually he was asking me about it all last night, I was kind of weirded out."

"No he kept asking about size and stuff, I was just being nice to him but he never stopped asking about it."

"Really?"

"You think he gets turned on by it?"

"Hmmm..."

"I don't know maybe you are right. I know how to find out."

"Okay I'll see you tomorrow, bye."

She texted me, "Hey, I need a back massage, and then I'll probably fall asleep, see you later."

I decided to play the game, "Ok cool hope you get to feeling better, I'll have a nice drink for you later."

This whole time I'm lying underneath her bed gasping at glorious pictures of her enjoying her ex's huge cock. 

"Hey want to come over?" she asked.

"Just come over and let me use you, or do you have a problem with that?"

"Ok that's better I'll see you in a few."

Oh my, did this just happen? Am I going to stop this? No. But I think she just made a booty call.

I can barely see her from the reflection of the mirror but I can see she is naked except for the boy shorts. She certainly seemed perkier, the proposition of her getting laid was likely making her wet. I decided to give her an alibi.

"Hey babe, just letting you know I won't be home until 10 or so... going to watch a movie... I can stop by in a little bit if you need anything."

"Its ok, don't stop by I don't want to be bothered right now. See you tonight. Bye. "

She didn't want to be bothered. Why? Because her big dick ex was about to fuck her properly. 

I watched her get ready. She fixed herself up next to the mirror. The fucker was quick. I heard the doorbell. 

She jumped up put on a robe and opened the door for him. They were making out for what seems like forever. His hands were all over her ass. Fortunately for me she left the bedroom door open and I could see everything underneath her draping sheets. 

They made out forever and there hands were very adventurous. She was massaging his hard dick through his jeans while he kept groping her beautiful ass. I could see the bulge protruding down his leg. He was hung like a horse. She began to remove his belt. He removed her tiny tank top. 

The shock and awe when his giant dick was revealed was mind numbing and extremely erotic. There was no comparison. If I had to guess I would say easily it was double my four inches and really thick. It was commanding her attention to say the least. 

After they were fully stripped down they continued to fondle each other while passionately kissing. She they grabbed his huge dick. Her hands looked so tiny trying to grasp it. She dragged him to the bedroom pulling his dick as if it were on a leash attached to her hand. I shuddered to think of how humiliating it might be if I were caught.

I was jerking off and already at the brink of cumming the whole scene was unreal. I tried my best to stay out of sight, using the sheets as a shield to my voyeur eyes. 

They were in the room! The didn't talk much. I felt the commotion on top of me. My girlfriend was about to fuck her big dicked ex with me in the same room! They finally came into view as thankfully her dresser mirror enabled me to see everything. 

He was on his knees holding her hair as she was doing her best to fit his enormous cocked head into her mouth. She licked up and down the base of his shaft. She cupped his balls and was slobbering all over his cock. This went on for five minutes.

"Turn around baby," he instructed.

She laughed, "I will but don't put in my ass, not today at least."

"Mmk, I miss that sweet pussy of yours."

She was on all fours as she presented her bubbly perfect ass to his raging hard erection. He literally began to swing his dick against her lovely tan ass cheeks. I heard the slapping and was doing my best not to grab my little dick and jerk off. As I knew I would come any second. Best to enjoy this for everything it was worth. 

He parted Rachel's pussy lips and pressed his dick at her opening. He rubbed at her entrance to lubricate his cock before he stuck it in. How insanely erotic is this scene playing out before my very eyes? 

He pushed in and she gasped, "Oh fuck, that's what I've been missing."

A few inches went in and he pulled out completely. He was teasing her. 

"Stop messing around and fuck me already," she ordered.

He put his dick back in this time he got maybe half of it in before he did the same thing and took it back out slapping it against her ass. Her pussy was definitely ready to engulf his huge cock. The next stroke he plowed for all it was worth as her body fell to the bed; he fell all top of her pushing his dick in for all it was worth. 

They quickly rearranged themselves back to the doggy style position. She was moaning and biting the pillow as he quickened his pace ravaging her glorious pussy. 

I guess he was set to make himself last as he pulled himself out and began to play with her ass.

"No, if you are good ill call you next time and you can have it, but not today. Your cock is so good and lovely but its something a girl has to prepare for. So behave," she laughed.

He kissed her ass cheeks and said, "Ok, I can't wait." 

He began to work his dick back in her gaping pussy. She continued to moan and curse. I guess he lost control and decided to quicken the pace. He was taking long forceful strokes. His long dick was almost out and then the next second it was buried to the hilt. Her body was quivering as she was obviously having multiple orgasms. He finally collapsed on her back shoving his dick in as he was trying to go deeper he released his load. He was coming in side her. Their bodies were shaking together.

He finally removed himself and I saw his cum oozing from her enlarged pussy. 

I was cumming with them I stroked my little dick for 5 seconds and shot my load through the sheets and part of it landed on the floor, potentially visible to his girlfriend.

Now what I asked myself? I was still trapped under her bed.

To be continued...



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 07



What an overwhelming rush of emotions as I tried to compose myself. I just witnessed my girlfriend experience orgasmic bliss I was unaware of or had ever though she was capable of. Due in part was the guy now removing his enormous eight inch dick from her well fucked pussy. 

He kissed her back and began to fiddle around looking for his clothes. Rachel was still lying on the bed face down. Obviously worn out and exhausted from the furious fuck session she just received. I on the other hand; was still hiding beneath the luxurious oversized bed with her on a few feet away. 

My dick was now limp and shrinking to its normal yet particularly small state of being. What a small thing I do have compared to what Rachel just fucked, I thought to myself. 

How was I to proceed with our relationship now? Pretend to be oblivious of her indiscretions or instigate? I wasn't sure yet, I figured I could sleep on it while of course masturbating over and over again at what I had witnessed. 

Rachel finally started to stir as she heard the door slam meaning her ex had left. I saw her stare blankly at her surroundings. Likely trying to comprehend what had just happened at her any likely repercussions. She sat cross legged looking in the mirror. For a moment I was afraid she saw me, but I was paranoid. I was in the dark, so no worries. 

She picked her tiny thong from the edge of the bed and began to wipe away at her freshly fucked pussy. I guess she was aware of the amount of semen that would be dripping if she stood up prematurely. She quickly threw her cum soaked panties to the middle of the bed and began to strip the sheets. She went to the laundry room and I wondered if I should take this opportunity to jump from underneath her bed. But I decided against it despite my now growing need to urinate. 

She quickly returned and I decided to instigate, well just a little bit. I texted her a message, "Hey, how are you. Miss you."

She opened her phone and I heard a discernable groan as she read it. "God what have I done," she muttered to herself. 

"Miss you too," was all she replied back as she began to make her way to the shower to clean herself. 

I couldn't help but stare as she walked just a few feet from my eyes. Her beautiful round ass wiggling as she readied herself. I couldn't wait to see her personally. The shower was my perfect escape if only she would get in there soon enough. 

As she got the water running and was about to jump in, the phone rang.

"Hello?" she said.

"God you are calling me already? Look it's not right; it's a one time deal. I can't be doing these things anymore."

"Whatever, call me when you make some sense. Bye."

She always had that commanding and domineering way about her. I assumed it was her ex. 

She finally got in the shower and I planned my escape. 

Was pretty simple actually, I just quietly crawled to the open doorway and hurried to my room. What a crazy relationship we have, with each of occupying separate rooms. Oh well, I thought to myself, I'll take what I can get. I took a two minute shower not wetting my hair as not to give the impression I had been home for long. But I freshened up. Rachel was particular about clean and nice smelling men to be in her presence. 

What now? I convinced myself to feign ignorance if she even suspected I knew anything. I really didn't care and I obviously got off on the idea, the concept and the reality of her exploits. I did, however, want to find out if I could ignite a sexual exploit between us. I knew her pussy was just pummeled by a huge cock and I wondered if it would feel looser than normal. I also wondered if she would be too reserved to fuck me anticipating I might find out something was different down there. 

I liked the idea she was so powerfully ambitious in her quest of satisfying her personal sexual needs. I had decided I didn't want her to stop. I considered the idea of watching her again. I was already sporting a hard on when the shower turned off. 

Moment of truth; if I could just get through the next awkward minutes, life will be easy again. 

I made a purpose of making the door slam so she would be aware I was home. I then proceeded to make my way to the refrigerator and prepare my lovely girlfriend the drink I promised her. Vodka and tonic I decided and I called out for her. 

"Hey babe, I'm home. Where are you?"

"Out in a minute, just got out of the shower," she replied. 

I turned on the TV and flipped around not finding anything worth watching. She came out of her room looking absolutely stunning. Oh how I do love tight sexy clothes that can accentuate a tight sexy body. She did however manage to play it off as though it were normal everyday clothes for her. 

Her breasts were definitely on display as she chose a tight simple tank top. Accessorized by simple shorts that were obviously two sizes two small. She did love to show that great ass off every chance she got. 

"Hey you," she said as she entered the living room to sit next to me.

I acted nonchalant and replied, "Hey,"

I had a million things running through my mind but I decided it best to keep it simple. We sat quiet I had yet to find a channel to stop on. 

"How are you feeling?" I asked. "Pretty crazy night last night." I said as I offered her a drink. 

She laughed, "Yeah I can't remember anything."

"Really?" I inquired.

"Bits and pieces,"

Oh how I love her. She was giving me a free pass, whether or not she may or may not have remembered any of our absurd conversations the previous night.  Though I do recall her conversation with a friend in which she divulged was well aware of my proclivity and fascination about penis size and her experiences.

Today is a new day. 

"Well you did have a bit much to drink," I laughed.

"Yeah I know," she said as she swallowed the rest of her first drink.

I was bold and said fuck it. I put my hand on her knee and kissed her cheek. "I miss you," I said. 

She laughed but was kind enough to allow my hand to remain on her knee. "I know." She took the remote from me and started to look busy. I'm certain she was unsure of whether or not to indulge my proposition. 

So I had better play my cards right. I gently massaged her knee and said, "Let's fool around."

"God you are such a dork," she laughed. "You know it takes more than a pat on the knee and a stupid line to turn a girl on."

"Oh?" I replied as I slid my hand up her thick fit thigh. "What does it take to turn you on?"

"Hmm, making progress," she laughed lightly with her closed eyes. "I don't know if tonight is such a good night. Maybe if I gave you a special kiss." She replied as she took her left hand and patted my little erection.

"Oh really?" I replied. "I think a kiss would be lovely. Would you be so kind and show me?"

She then lowered her head and mouth to my jeans and kissed the bump where my small penis made its impression. The same mouth that had only previously been sucking on an enormous cockhead. She had never sucked me off, or ever given me the slightest impression that it might be conceivable. Was she offering this as a consolation prize as not prevent me entering her glorious pussy?

Was her glorious pussy aching and swollen and not ready for a new dick even a small one? 

I had to instigate.

"Maybe I could return the kiss?" I said marveling at her thighs and where the fabric of her thin tight shorts accentuated her great thick pussy lips.

She knew what I was up to. But hadn't readily a good response to keep me from pursuing as she knew I loved sucking her pussy only half as much as she enjoyed the experience herself. "Hmm, maybe," was all she could muster as she searched for another drink. 

I was fascinated by her pussy it was gorgeous and tight but at the same time thick and meaty. The female vagina is such a magnificent thing. One moment it is stretched to capacity by that of a newborn, the next it has returned to a conceivable normal state. 

Only an hour ago was her pussy stretched to the max by a thick giant dick. I hadn't much time before her pussy would return to normal. I just wanted for some reason to feel it for a moment as it had been stretched. I wanted to feel my small dick and know she would acknowledge as even smaller than before after my clean yet sloppy seconds. 

She continued to nurse her drink and parted her legs slightly. Her great pussy lips her visible as the white fabric was terrible at disguising her beautiful mound. Oh I was in a trance. I had to suck on her pussy if only for a moment. I found myself more adventurous by the moment.

I knelt and kissed her knee. Giving more kisses each one more deep and sensual as I worked up her thigh. I positioned my self on the floor and held both my hand at her waste line ready to pull her shorts off. I began to pull them down when she the fucking phone rang. It was always something. She jumped up to retrieve it.

"Hello?"

"No, I'm busy"

"I don't care."

"Good for you."

"Hmm."

She laughed, "You better not."

"I can't talk right now."

"I'm not going to talk about that."

She looked at me to see if was listening which I'm sure she knew I was. I glanced down and fumbled with the remote, more or less giving her an okay to keep talking.

She laughed, "We'll talk about that later."

"So what are you doing?"

"You're such a per----"she interrupted herself knowing she was talking too much.

"A person, a stupid person," she laughed.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks anyways."

"Maybe tomorrow."

I knew exactly what was going on. It was Nathan calling her inquiring about when he would have a chance at her ass. She was discreet but I was clever enough to know. I thought almost for a minute if I should excuse myself. I loved the idea she was talking to some big dicked ex lover and enjoying the tease. Fuck it.

I walked to the restroom.

"If you are good," she said. 

I heard faintly as I entered the restroom, "yes, you were good today," she laughed. I closed the door and desperately wanted to stroke my little dick. I leaned against the door. I loved the raw futility of my situation. I wanted to hear more.

"I told you earlier, I don't know if we can keep this up."

"Tonight? No way. Chris is here, retard."

"Don't say that or I am seriously hanging up the phone."

"You are nothing without it." She seemed irritated.

"Fine, call me later. You can't keep calling me though."

"Alright we'll see what happens; call me at midnight, my phone will be on vibrate, so I might not answer right away."

"Okay bye,"

"Bye."

I flushed the toilet and returned to the living room. Fuck it. "So who was that?"

She looked up at the ceiling not making eye contact. "Nobody."

"Nobody?" I asked.

"I swear you guys only think with your dicks."

"Whoa? What?"

"Yeah, where are the nice guys? Where are the guys that can just be happy to be in love and not have to stick their dick in something every chance they get?"

I was befuddled but stood their and with a look of confidence said, "Hello?" as I pointed at my chest.

"Mhmm, that's why only a minute ago you tried to take off my shorts," she laughed. 

I couldn't argue with the logic but still kept my poise. "Yeah because we were having a moment that you instigated."

"I instigated", she laughed.

"Yes you kissed me on the lap I would say you instigated it," I laughed.

She laughed, "Whatever"

I sat next to her and looked her dead in the eyes. "Want to finish what we started?" I massaged her thigh.

"Alright but make it quick I want to get to bed early tonight."

Get to bed early so you can continue talking to whomever, I asked myself. I didn't really care. I was so turned on from morning until night. I was in ecstasy this whole day. It was so overwhelming. I poured her another drink and then stripped from my clothing.

I removed my boxers. I could tell her eyes here fixated upon my presentation. My little dick sprung into view and she giggled turning away.

"What the fuck?"

She turned back and said, "nothing, sorry."

"Did you just giggle at my dick?" I laughed.

"Sorry, don't be mad."

"I'm not mad, just curious why you would laugh as I'm trying to put on a show," I laughed.

"Well you know," she smirked.

"Still about that?" I interjected.

"Yes, it's really small," she laughed.

"I guess you remember last night." I laughed.

"Yes, somewhat, I do remember you talking about size all night and asking me about my sex life."

"Oh," was all I could muster.

"It's fine but honey, your dick is really small, love you and all but seriously," she laughed.

"Love you too," I laughed. I was getting bold. "Wish it was bigger?"

She laughed, "You know I do," she started teasingly removing her shorts.

I laughed, "Its fine, I love that you are so honest."

"Oh am I?" she asked.

"Yes, you are very upfront. I guess I knew that from the start."

Her shorts were now on the floor as she played with her lovely breasts.

"Want to jerk it for me?" she smiled.

"No I want it inside you," I smiled.

"Un uh..." she waved her finger. "I think you want to jerk it for me and let me watch your little dick cum."

I did. But fuck did I want to feel her pussy. So I wasn't giving up so easily. I began to jerk off as she removed the last article of clothing. Worst part was she kept her legs together I was dying to see her fantastic pussy. 

Motherfucker. The phone rang again. Here I am jerking off to the pretty image of my dream girl as she turns around to pick up the damn thing.

"Hello?" she was more inviting this time.

"Umm, nothing, just watching TV."

She put her shorts back on and sat on the couch. I got up and fixed her a stiff drink. I was naked the whole time.

"Maybe I'm going to right now," she laughed.

I acted disinterested as she continued.

"He doesn't want that," she smirked giving a subtle glance of acknowledgment of my voyeur ears.

"Brenda, shut up. I'm not in the mood."

"Call me tomorrow."

She hung up and lifted her thick thighs on the coffee table as if to put them on presentation for my angry, horny, confused dick.  

"What did she want?" I asked.

"I don't know she was being a perv," she said.

"Perv, like how?" I asked.

"Wanting to know if was being bad."

"Bad like what?"

"Like fucking."

"What did you mean when you said 'he doesn't want that'?"

"Oh, she was asking about if you were going to fuck me finally."

"Wait what?" "You girls talk too much," I subsided.

She laughed, "Yeah she's a perv"

"Well am I going to fuck you finally? It's been weeks," I laughed.

"If you are lucky, but like she said, you might be happy enough just jerking off looking at me."

"I might be, but I surely would love to feel your pussy again. But that wouldn't do much good for you," I smirked knowing what I was instigating.

"No but either would you fucking me do much good for me."

I found that I was readily jerking off my little wiener in front of her. She had just pulled down her shorts again this time she didn't hold back. She sat across on the recliner and went spread eagle. Her pussy was glistening in all its wetness. Her folds were parted as she mildly stroked at her engorged clit. 

"Wait, what? Fucking you doesn't do any good?" I asked while stroking myself.

"Don't get upset I was just teasing."

"No, that's not teasing."

"Sure it is, look at you," she laughed.

"Whatever I said and I tried to stop playing with it.

Then she hit me with a bomb.

"Does your itty bitty dick get turned on knowing it's not big enough for me?"

I started coming all over. She played with her clit enjoying the scene and then the phone rang again.

To be continued....



Obsession of the Mind Ch. 08



She seemed agitated as she answered the phone, "What now?"

I went to the kitchen as to offer her a bit of privacy in hopes she would be more brazen in her conversation. I fixed her a heavy glass of nothing but grey goose and ice. 

"If you don't stop bothering me you won't be getting anything from me," she replied.

"We'll see about that. You aren't the only one with a big..." she paused and darted a glance across the room to see if she was caught. I pretended not to hear and finished pouring our drinks.

I loved to hear these conversations and how seriously close it had nearly become a potential topic of our discussion. Me confronting her about what she had just said. Inquiring of why she would be making such a comment to some phone friend. But I knew I shouldn't. I might like what she had to say too much.

My spent little dick was starting to stir as I returned to the living room. 

"Stop calling me, you just blew your chance. Bye!"

She hung up and drew her attention to my less than proud cock. She turned away looked at the phone. She looked as though she were in a state of confusion. I offered her the drink and she eagerly accepted. Downing half of it in one gulp.

I stared below at her eager pussy. She had still been sitting openly. I said to myself why not and began to massage her legs. Opening them widely as I was nearing my lips to hers. She smelled so sexy, very feminine. She offered no resistance and I buried my face in her hot slit. I sucked one pussy lip at a time. I tongued at her entrance before focusing on her big clit. She started bucking her hips at me. 

She then grabbed my head and tried to asphyxiate me in her essence. I sucked hard yet tenderly. I put my tongue as deep into her swollen pussy as was possible. I felt her juices lubricating my face. I was face fucking her pussy to the max. 

I increased my movements as to allow my tongue greater access to it all. I secretly wanted to tongue her ass. But was that going to far? 

I did it anyways. With her legs spread in the air, it wasn't to difficult to see her waxed asshole oh so close to my tongue. I played with her pussy lips with my hands as I began to run my tongue up and down her sweet ass crack. She didn't seem to mind. I was slobbering all over her privates as she began to cum. A small quirt hit my eye as she was in the middle of a great orgasm. 

My whole face was covered in her wetness and my saliva. The aroma was intoxicating. She finally stopped shuddering and opened her eyes fixated on my half erect cock. I look of almost enthusiasm. 

She brought her self up from her slouch and began to fondle with it as I closed my eyes and collapsed beside her. She then began to straddle me.

My small penis didn't take long to appreciate her luscious pussy lips grinding on me. She didn't allow me access. She rubbed her sweet wet pussy back and forth as I made slight efforts to force myself inside. I finally had the timing right and during her backstroke I got underneath just enough to make a stab at her open pussy. Success, or so I thought. There was little reisistance but I was sure it was inside as her forward stroke took cock forward as well. 

She knew what she was doing and was kind enough to allow one more stroke before her movements became to exaggerated and my penis fell out. Poor girl she was used to be rhythmic and loved to tease with her hips. But my cock had no business in this situation as it was necessary for her to be slow and focused to keep me inside. 

She continued to grind her ample lips on the underside of my cock for a few more minutes. I took one last opportunity and squeezed her big ass propping it up so that I could once again enter her pussy. Bliss, there was no mistake her hotness was all over my dick. I was in. She was loose. Maybe she wasn't maybe I was just small and any normal pussy would seem loose. But I loved the sensation. There wasn't much friction, but the heat and the wetness was overwhelming I tried my best to make one upward thrust that she might notice. As I did she knew I was about to come and pulled off of me. 

"No, not inside me," she whispered.

I was coming as she pulled off. The timing was perfect. Not a drop did end up in her lavish cunt. I hadn't really much to cum as I was spent from earlier. But I was proud enough to notice a drop on her navel. The rest dribbled down my cock to my uptight balls. 

A million thoughts raced through my mind as I watched her regain her composure. She picked up my boxers to clean the drop of cum resting below her belly button. She finished the hard drink and put her shorts back on. I then noticed a loving look as our eyes met. She didn't say anything. She just fell back to the couch and cuddled next to my shoulder. Her body was hot and I knew it wouldn't take long before the sweat agitated her to be alone again. But I took it all in and was truly happy. 

I felt naked, as obviously I was. I excused myself to the restroom, regrettingly so. I liked to be fresh as did she so I grabbed the hand towel and wetted it under the sink so I could clean my privates. I was hurrying to the bedroom to grab a fresh pair of boxers, when I heard the phone ring. I glanced at my alarm clock and right on the dot was it midnight. 

I peeked from my bedroom door she was half asleep due to the intense liquor she just consumed. But the phone ringing seemed to have given her some sobriety. I pulled my boxers up as I heard her answer.

"Hello?"

"You again?"

"I can't tonight."

"I never said tonight. I said soon."

She was obviously talking to Nathan and he was obviously still keen to fuck her bulbous tight ass.

"I can't, not tonight."

She laughed, "No, that's what you want. I don't get why you want my ass so much if my pussy is right there."

"Yes, it feels good," she started to pet at the pussy.

"I can't be doing this," she said half committed.

"Alright but how do you suggest it can possibly be tonight?"

"In your car?" she laughed, "are you crazy?"

"Hmm I guess it can work but wait?" she looked around wondering where I was. I knew her eyes would soon transfix on my doorway so I stepped back. 

"I think he's asleep hold on." She started to rise and I knew soon she would be at my doorway checking on me.

I quickly darted to the bed and pretended to be asleep.

Through the slit of my closed eyes did I see her peer in my direction. She would know be under the impression I was asleep and wouldn't be awake until morning time.

It was hard to make out what she said but I think it was obvious what was about to be going down. She was about to sneak outside and let this big dicked asshole fuck her ass in his car. 

"Ok ten minutes, but damn it, be nice. Your dick is nice for my pussy but you better behave tonight. And you better come quick, and if you don't I'll make sure you do."

It seems she was reluctant towards anal sex but was nevertheless not so unreceptive to it. The fact that she was so blatant with her words was great. I mean how many girls can have that conversation and concede to getting their ass fucked by some huge cock and still have the decency to be affable about it. 

And look at me I'm enjoying every minute of it. Wondering what is my next move. All I knew is I was not going to stop this from happening. 

I played with my now rising dick as I heard jumbling and fumbling sounds from the bathroom. My girlfriend was preparing to get fucked and I loved every minute of it. 

I heard the phone ring again.

"Hello?"

"Okay I'll be out in a minute." "I swear you better behave and not stick it all the way in like last time," she laughed.

"Alright but I hate the idea of fucking in a car."

"No, I need you to be quick I can't be running to a hotel with you."

"Fine, I'll be there in a minute."

I heard footsteps approaching as she was making sure I was still asleep. I played it off. The expression on her face was actually gloomy. She must have felt bad about what she was doing.

But for only a minute as I heard her mumbling to herself and disappearing from my view. I did notice she had been carrying something in her hand. It had to have been a condom. There was no turning back now. I only regretted I wasn't going to see her beautiful bouncy butt spread by his massive cock. 

The door was quietly shut and I knew I was free to get up and voyeur out the window.

Sure enough she proceeded to enter a strange vehicle.

I watched curiously but had no chance to see what was really going on inside the car. I jerked at my dick as I stared into the dark night. Five minutes passed, then ten. I watched the clock it was 12 minutes before she opened the door and quickly jutted away from it.  I ran to my bedroom wondering just wondering.

She entered and seemed to have made her way to the kitchen as I heard cupboards opened and closed. She was likely making another drink. I heard the shower running only a few minutes later. I wondered if she was cleaning up from her previous encounter. A few minutes later the water was off and I couldn't help but want to see her again.

I pretended to droggily exit my room and proceed to the couch.

"Oh hey, you're still up?" I asked.

She looked a bit startled and concerned, "Yeah can't sleep," she replied while now gulping another glass of vodka. 

"Come here baby," I smiled and invited her over. "I think you just need to sit down and stop moving."

She gave in and finished her drink. "Okay, I guess it's been kind of crazy lately, huh?" she asked.

"To say the least," I offered.

She sat next to me and as soon as she did she let out a moan of pain. She did to her credit try to play it off. It seemed obvious enough to me that she did infact just get fucked in the ass. And the whole thing was making me hard as a rock. 

"What's the matter? Did you sit on the remote control?" I laughed knowing full where the remote was. And it was nowhere near her freshly fucked asshole.

"Hmm, no," was all she said.

She looked in a state of regret and confliction.

What do I do best? I always want her to feel happy and loved so I decided not to dwell upon it. 

"You look cute," I said.

She feigned a slight smile.

"Come here baby girl," I said as I positioned myself directly next to her. I began to massage her shoulders through the thin straps of a top that did little to conceive her luscious titties. 

Her body language was receptive and I continued to at least try to alleviate any stresses that were burdening her. I soon had her side ways to were my arms weren't so far extended to attend her aching shoulders. 

I was at least for a few minutes unaware that she was closing her eyes yet peaking on my throbbing erection trying its best to look presentable. I continued to work on her shoulders and every once and a while copped a quick feel of her lower back. I wanted to ask her if she was sore down there but I just couldn't.  

We kept at it for a while I was becoming more brazen with my hands. 

I asked her to lie on her stomach to make things easier.

"No, this is fine, just keep doing what you are doing," she moaned half drunk.

Fuck it. I crawled off the couch and exorted some masculinity to force her body down. She didn't react and gave in.

I was now staring at her backside and wondered how long I could last until I put my hands on it. 

I whispered in her ear, "Babe I'm going to take your clothes off, I can't work under these conditions," I slyly laughed.

There was no doubt her inebriated mind was not going to fight my advances. She seemed to have totally given up. That added to the fact my sensual massage must have been somewhat euphoric to her. How could she argue?

It was an absolute pain to get her shirt off as she was not making much effort to help me slide it over her head. But eventually I succeeded. 

Oh wow, are you sure you want to do this? I asked myself. Why not? I began pulling her shorts down. I had them half way down when I sensed the tension in her body. I quickly resumed my rhythmic sensual squeezes of her tender flesh. She was very receptive when I pinch her ass gently. Almost as though her ass was making a noticeable jump towards whatever or whomever was allowing her this great pleasure.

I played along and traced my fingertips along the crevice of her thick, firm ass cheeks. Her ass was being teased and she loved it. I finally proceeded to remove her shorts completely. I daringly spread her legs to reveal her inner beauty. 

I had no idea what to expect. I continued playing each time my hands were more daring in their exploration. I finally took both hands and opened her ass cheeks.

This girl was class. She just took a huge cock up there and for the most part it was just as I remembered it. Her anus was slightly indented and I noticed a few soap suds making tiny bubbles as I moved her flesh around. This was the holy land. 

I'd quickly come to my senses as she stirred. How would she react to my forwardness to grope and inspect her ass?

Easy. She was passed out.

"Rachel?"

"Rachel?" louder this time, no response.

I kissed her on the neck and whispered, "Rachel, wake up?" 

Nothing, she was down for the count. I couldn't retain my joy as I realized I had free will to keep up what I was doing. I fixated back at her ass. I positioned her left leg to where it was falling off the couch. I was in heaven as I immediately began spreading her cheeks. I almost expected to find some evidence of her previous love making only thirty minutes ago but to no avail. 

I stared and stared as my thumbs lightly massaged her inner cheeks. Wow, what a great ass. There were some signs of redness. I was used to her cheeks being perfectly tanned aside from what can't reach the sunshine. But it was infact noticeable. I traced my finger along her anus and was delighted she was not reacting. I licked my finger and pressed at her opening. It went in with ease. I took my finger back and as silly and horny as I was I smelled it. It was soapy yet a very slight pungent aroma, it was hot. 

I licked my two forefingers and dived right back in to her ass. I was now realizing that as tight and closed off as it appeared. Her ass offered no resistence to my probing finger. 

I buried my face between her ass and began to lick furiously when all the sudden she began to stir.

I quickly pressed my head up. She was awake.

She mumbled, "What the fuck?" she started to comprehend the events.

"Nothing just giving you a massage, remember," I said.

She sat strait up, still naked but now closed off. "What the fuck? Did you just have your tongue in my ass? Fucking sicko"

Fuck. She looked displeased and I was totally humiliated. How could I possibly fix this?

"I don't know, I was just carried away by everything."

She lifted the bottle of vodka and threw a shot or two down her throat. "I swear I can feel your slobber down there," she smiled for a half second until regaining her discomfort.  "That's disgusting, your mouth is gross and I'm not kissing you for a month."

"It was only a lick."

"Oh my god so you admit it?" she asked.

"Okay yes, but I was just being a pervert like you said. I just really like your ass, I'm sorry." I sheepishly looked down.

I think she was becoming more comfortable knowing I hadn't discovered her ass was so recently fucked. "What do you like about it?"

"It's phenomenal, it's perfect, it's sexy, it's big..." oops.

"What?"

"I mean I big ass is one thing but a big ass that is toned and kept care of is divine."

"Mhmm." "Don't be mad I was just having fun."

"Having fun with your face in my ass?" she laughed.

"I guess," I laughed.

"I swear all you guys are always wanting ass. Don't you know a girl gets off with her pussy?"

"Yeah, I know but I guess I couldn't help myself," I said.

"Really you get turned on licking my ass?" she laughed but with a tone of seriousness.

"Yeah I guess, I mean you have the greatest ass in the world."

She loved compliments, so she was playing into my hands. "Think so?"

"Absolutely," I said as I gazed at her waste level.

"Perv..." she laughed.

"I would honestly give everything in the world to you to have one night to have it."

"Have it?" she laughed.

"You know fuck it."

"Keep dreaming, I'm not doing that anymore."

"But I thought it was not off limits," I said.

"Off limits?" she laughed.

I was beaten down. "Fine, it was just wishful thinking," I laughed.

"Yes it is," She was entirely confident in knowing she got away with her previous encounter.

"Alright, fine," she picked up the bottle and chugged a bit. "I'll let you."

"Really?" I wasn't going to argue. "Now?"

"Sure," she laughed. She stripped and quickly returned to her previous position lying face first on the couch. "Fuck me." 

I dropped my boxers and stared for a moment wondering that this had to be the worst position she could present her willing ass to me. Why not doggy style?

She lay there quiet and motionless then screamed, "Fuck me!"

I straddled her as best I could. I positioned my little dick between my fingers and knew this was going to be a task. I began to poke around at her ass cheeks. They were so thick and tight it was hard to get between in my awkward position. I swear it was 10 times tighter than before when she passed out. I sensed maybe her ass cheeks were clenched denying me easy access. 

Then it dawned on me. She knew I was to short to get inside her from this position. But I couldn't pass away the opportunity.

I glided my dick down the top of her ass till I felt I might me in position. I began to thrust an inch forward, realizing my arms and hand were in the way I let go of my dick to let it explore and hopefully find her inviting asshole. 

As soon as I let go I was really just humping the folds of her thick wet butt.

"Put it in already," she acted annoyed.

I felt her ass cheeks clench around my dick but I had yet to find the hole. I made a few quick motions then eventually tried to use my hand again to guide it between. I had it in between and I felt the hotness at the tip of my dick but I never reached it.

I began to fuck between her cheeks enjoying the sensation when she began to reposition herself. I got off and she sat on the couch looking annoyed. "Stop playing around and fuck me," she said. 

"I'm trying."

"Well try harder, this is your last chance. She then sat at the edge of the couch legs propped up inviting my shoulders as a resting place. She did it again. Her ass was unreachable in this position I was banging my pelvis against the couch trying to hit her glory hole. 

"Wow, it's really hard to have fun when your little dick cant just take command."

"Scoot forward so I can reach it. You are sitting too far back." 

"God, fine."

She positioned her spread legs at the edge of the couch and I took one last try. I actually felt it, I pressed it I pushed it but I didn't get in. Her ass was tight and despite my poking it never let way to my erection. I pushed and pushed away at her opening a few strokes when her frustration was fully evident.

"Just go jerk off."

"What, quit being so mean."

"Just go jerk off so you'll feel better."

"But I thought you were going to let me fuck your ass?" I said.

"Well if you dick was big enough you might have had that chance."

"I wasn't the right position, I mean you know."

"I know? No, I don't 'know'."

"Alright fine," I was getting flustered. I was let down I blew my chance at her ass. I didn't go to jerk off but I headed to the bathroom to regain my thoughts.

"Don't be mad. It's fine," she said as I made my displeasure obvious. 

"I'm sorry I just get upset when I think that I had a perfect chance and blew it."

"What chance," she asked.

"You know... to have your ass."

"Sweetie don't worry about it, you tried your best. Sorry I can be a bitch sometimes," she laughed offering her devilish sexy smile.




Obsession of the Mind Ch. 08



"But you don't like anal anyways, right?" I inquired.

"No, not really but that seems to be what every guy wants from me, I don't get much out of it .. well..."

"Well what?"

"No I mean... umm... well, sometimes..."

"Sometimes what?" I asked while giving a trusting smile.

She stayed quiet. "Sometimes you enjoy it?" I asked.

"With this one guy," she finally said.

"What was so different?" I asked in my best attempt to seem curious and not incredibly horny at what she might say.

"It was curved."

"It was curved? You mean his dick?" I laughed.

"Yeah," she laughed.

"So it hit the right spots I assume."

"Yeah it was pretty fun," she laughed.

"Who was this?"

"Travis."

"Wait I never remember you saying his name?" I interjected.

"Oh, well it's not important."

"Okay," I said as I stared at the floor wonder what next bold statement I might make. "So if it is curved upward it gives you pleasure?"

She blushed, "Yeah I guess you could say that."

Fuck it. " How big was it?"

She smiled, a knowing smile, "Not too big maybe seven inches."

"Yeah not too big," I laughed. 

"Yeah, but you know... when you do it there... umm... you don't want a huge dick."

"Oh... So what about the others? I mean you might have said you let 4 other guys fuck you there."

"Yeah, mostly just to be nice," she laughed. "Like a prize because I know they wanted it so badly."

"So, I see... earlier you were offering me a prize," I laughed. "and to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I don't know, maybe the fact I woke up to your face licking me all over."

I laughed, "Oh yeah, good point."

She asked, "So if you could only have one for the rest of your life, would you want my pussy or ass?"

"Hmm... Good question. I think I want both, "I laughed.

"Nope, I'm serious, from this point on you can have my pussy or my ass."

Wow was she serious? I played along. "Umm... ass I think."

She laughed, "You do realize you are kind of not so good fucking my ass."

"I know but, maybe... maybe it's special as you don't give away so easily." Knowing full well she let some hung dick fuck it hours ago.

"But you know... I like a dick to fuck my pussy... Are you really going to focus on my ass and not let my pussy have any fun?"

I laughed, "Hey, this is your idea not mine. I would love to have both at all times."

She looked down contemplating her thoughts, "True..."

"Well does that mean I can't use my tongue?" I smiled.

"Hmm..." she then smiled back, " I guess you could. After all I did suck her pussy raw earlier. She must be remembering it. 

She picked up the bottle and I knew I had little time to work with until her next slumber.

"I still chose your ass, baby you know it and I know your ass incredibly fine."

"That's funny because a minute ago you tried your best to fuck it and couldn't. Are you sure?"

"Positive," I said.

"It's so late, do you realize it's two in the morning?" she asked.

"Hadn't noticed, I've totally lost control of knowing what time it is this weekend," I said.

"So what happened to Travis?" I asked inspiringly.

"Oh... he is a dumbass, like the rest."

"Well just curious I was already thinking of better ways I might be able to satisfy you beautiful ass."

"Perv... you never stop do you?" she laughed.

I laughed, "Never."

"Honestly, honey. This is all games. You really can't get me off especially not like he could. Why do you keep bringing it up?"

"I can't help myself. I worship your ass," I laughed.

"I bet you do."

She stood up and dropped her shorts. Bent over inviting me for a kiss. I didn't hesitate and quickly tongued and lapped at her already sampled ass.

Oh did I ever get bold. I tongued for a minute and asked, "Babe, I'm in heaven but I swear I never remembered slapping you on the ass."

"What," she asked.

"There is a very visible red mark underneath your cheek here." I pointed it out with my tongue. 

She turned around, a bit uneasy and looked at me licking her cheeks. "I don't see it."

I kept my pace and worked my tongue between her cheeks I focused half the time on her clit the other on her gorgeous ass. 

I finished her off to a great orgasm and called it a night.

Chapter 9

I awoke to Rachel's blaring alarm clock. It was Sunday so I was relieved not to have any work to do. I tried to open her door and it was locked. So I knocked loudly.

"Hey turn that off!"

She eventually woke up. It was 8 am. Way to early to be up on a Sunday. I tried my best to recollect the past few days occurances. If there is a time in your life you know it will never get any better than this. This was that moment.

I shared an apartment with my dream girl who also happened to be a sexy flirt who also happened to have love big dicks, who also happened to be so kind of me despite my small one, who also happened to have cheated on me twice the day prior. And I loved every minute of it. The best part was this girl really truly, despite her temperamental demeanor loved me back. It could not have made it this far had she not. 

I walked back to my room when she finally shut off the alarm. I tried my best to go back to bed. But fate always kicks me in the ass. The phone rang distinctly in the background. Of course I scurried to listen in.

"Why are you calling me now?"

"It better be important."

"He told you? Fuck!"

"I hate that idiot."

"Yeah just fucking around but can I not have any privacy in this world?" She asked. Obviously not as I peered in to her conversation.

"So what?"

"You go fuck him. You are a bigger slut than I am."

"Then just go ahead. I don't want to be fucking around on Chris no more."

"Crazy enough I love him."

"I can get passed that," she laughed.

"I know but, he tries his best."

"Yes even if it's small."

She laughed, "Yes it's small"

"Shut up. It's a small dick. But his tongue worked magic last night."

"How would he know, besides I am a clean person."

"Bigger?"

"No, call me a size queen all you want, but my pussy is not stretched."

"Of course I felt him."

"A few minutes," she laughed.

"Yeah whatever, go fuck him already I'm tired and don't need this."

"Brenda, I swear to god I'm going to hand up on you."

"I'm totally not in the mood, I had a good night, last night."

"Yes, I swear I love him, I'm not going to fuck up anymore."

"Well you tell him if anyone else finds out I will never fuck him again."

"Fine put him on the phone."

"What do you want?"

"We had a deal, I thought I more than made up for it last night."

"No, me and you are through, it was a mistake."

"What?"

"You can't be serious."

"God I hate you."

"I swear if I do this you better not ever call me again."

"Okay, but I want the pictures."

"No, if you give them to me I'll 'grr..' fine."

"Right now? I just woke up."

"My bed? Fuck, you are pushing it." 

"Alright big boy, get your big dick over here already."

"Okay already, give me a minute to get rid of him."

"Okay bye."

She sighed to herself and I knew what was transpiring. I hurried back to my bed curious as to how she expected to rush me out of the house so quickly.

I saw her enter my room. I still didn't give in. She patted my feet and I acted annoyed by her disturbance. She came closer and gave me a long kiss despite my likely morning breath. 

"Wake up."

"Why?" I replied.

"I need you to go to Houston and pick up a toy for me."

"You can't be serious?"

"Yes. Get up."

I stirred around bringing myself to sit up.

"What do you need?" I smiled while admiring her thick thighs in front of my face.

"Just go to this place and buy me something."

"Okay. But where am I going and what am I buying?" I asked.

"Pokies, here is the address. It's one of those stores that has sex toys."

"Why now."

She looked agitated, "Just do it. It's worth your while."

I began to pull my pants up and fix myself up while asking her, "So what am I buying?"

"I need a toy, a chastity device. And if you are smart you wont argue."

"Serious. You mean one of those things that locks up your... uh... privates."

"Yes and I will give you the key to it if you just hurry up and go buy it."

I perked up and felt happy to oblige regardless of what I knew she was rushing me out of the house for. She rushed me out the door and I went upon my merry way.

The drive was two hours there and two hours back. Good excuse for her to have plenty of time to do whatever exactly it was she had planned on doing. I sped I wanted to get back as soon as I could. I hated the fact I didn't have a chance to find out what she was doing. When I got to the location I gave her a rang.

"Huh,"

"Hey babe I'm here now,"

"Oh... unnh... um... okay so what do you want?"

Was she seriously getting fucked as she talked on the phone?

"Well I don't know what to say to them like I just want to get in and out. So what do I ask for."

There it was again. "mmm... unnh..." her breath was frequent.

I heard her mumble "stop."

"Stop what?"

She seemed to have stopped what she was doing and told me, "Actually just go in there and buy something, I don't care what it is. Just buy something so we can have fun with it when you get back."

She yelped for a split second and moaned.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes, yes," she hurried me off the phone, I stubbed my toe. "owww ... mmm..." she laughed. "Okay bye now," and she hung up.

I was rubbing my dick through my jeans hearing the obvious as she was getting fucked in front of my ears.

But now I wondered what the hell should I buy her. I certainly didn't want to lock her pussy up. I entered the store and was flabbergasted by the insane scene before me.

Loads of nude women and men across dvds. A wall full of formidable dildos and vibrators. I went there. I recognized a few of the items as being the same ones I found underneath Rachel's bed. I hated the awkwardness of my situation and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but at the same time I felt it necessary to take advantage of my situation and pick something out that would spice up my evening.

I walked over in awe at the wall posting huge prosthetic dicks. Couldn't find a single one to match my size but I looked nevertheless. I picked one out. Not even her biggest toys could match this bad boy. 10 inches in length and six inches around. Fuck it. I picked up some fluffy hand cuffs and a cock ring. I read it would keep me hard forever. I only hoped it would fit. I bought the smallest one. I bought some body oil. I bought a cock extension device that would slip over mine and add much need inches. 

I had no idea which of these I would present to her but I was dertimined not to be unprepared. I even bought a porno called "pornstars like it big." It was obviously going to be a flick featuring well hung dudes sporting it out. I bought condoms in both extra large and extra small capacities. I bought another dildo one that I thought might remind her of an ex with an anally capable and pleasing cock. It was 7 and and ½ inches long and 5 inches around. Much thinner than the previous one but well thicker than my own. But I loved how it curved like a banana. I knew it would remind her. 

I bought anal beads and an butt plug. I bought a chastity device. Not one for her but one for myself. Fuck it. I bought a penis extender. A sleeve that I supposed would slip over my cock to add much needed inches. I bought a penis pump. I wondered if it would do much good.

Well over five hundred dollars later I made the embarrassing transaction and scurried about my way. 

I got in my car and called Rachel. 

No answer.

I headed back home wondering just what the hell had gone down while I was away.

Two CD's later I was finally about to hit town. I had been thinking to myself what to do but I decided I would leave the bag of sex toys in the car until she asked about them. Trying to find out which one she might be interested in playing with. 

Everything was in order as I put my key in the door and announced my arrival. I scanned my surrounding expecting something but I found nothing. I called out for Rachel again, but no answer. I went to her room to she if sh was there. Then I heard the shower and came to my senses. I let it go and made myself comfortable. 

I did however notice once again the sheets were tumbling in the dryer. I wondered to myself if I should inquire about it. Play it by ear, I guess. I wondered if I should ask about why she seemed to be in pain the last time we spoke. I decided against it, at least for now. 

I wanted nothing more than her attention not her annoyance. I watched TV while waiting for her to emerge. 

She was happy, joyous, and free and she skipped from her room to the kitchen.

I coyly said, "Hey babe."

"Hey you," she fixed a drink and made here way to the couch. 

"So how was your day," I asked.

"Fine," she smiled a devious smile, "so what did you buy?"

"Umm... yeah,"

"Well, where is it?" she asked.

"In the car."

She looked annoyed suddenly, "Well go get it."

I jumped up always happy to please her. I jogged to the car wondering exactly what I was going to have to bring up. I immediately thought about the two dildos. The ten incher and the ass fucking banana dick. I figured either of those two had promising potential. I decided on the banana dick. And grabbed the sex oil.

I returned with both objects concealed under my arm as she eagerly awaited my return. She walk up to me had her way it was only moments before she held both items in my hand.

"Still wanting my ass?" she laughed. "Well at least you were kind enough to consider the lubrication.

She began to examine the toy. "This is exactly, wow, exactly what I remember," She began to remove the packaging offering me slight smirk as she did so.

She was back to her usual night time get up, tight shorts and tight shirt. I admired her ass as I sat back down. She was having a hard time with the packaging and fetched some scissors. But it was only a few minute later she stood in front of me massaging the false dick with her tiny hands. 

"I told you to get whatever you wanted and you came back with this?" she smiled.

"Yeah I didn't know what to get but I remember you saying last night. I mean I remember you saying last night that you really only enjoyed one guy that fucked your ass."

She laughed, "No, I enjoyed everyone. I just especially liked this one." She began to suck the head of it.

I began to massage my rising boner through my jeans. She noticed. "So what do you want exactly? You want to see me fuck this?" She asked as she began to loosely drop her shorts.

She turned around, half bent over and made a display of the dildo running up and down her crack. She carried on, knowing I was loving the show.

She grabbed the oil and began to jerk of the toy. The next moment I saw her on the carpet on all fours. She motioned for me to come over.

She gave me the large toy and instructed me to fuck her with it. I could hardly argue as I proceeded to tease her at first. Rubbing the dildo between her crack I pushed at her opening and it went right in. I was careful to be forceful but ten seconds later the thing was all the way in her as she moaned in appreciation. I twisted it as I had known it was the curvature of the device that really got her off. It wasn't long before I realized the right way to fuck her with it.

I kept making long gentle strokes, watching her body convulse the deeper I went. She was probably not far from getting off when I got bold and pressed my hard penis at her entrance. She didn't fight it. I had her in the right position to make insertion as her was on full display rather than before. I rubbed my cockhead at her asshole and slightly poked at it. 

I had nothing on the member I was using previously. I then forced it back up her ass until there was no more to fuck her with. I removed it and once and poked my little dick at her entrance. I finally felt her ass release as my dick poked it head through. I was overcome and began to ejaculate inside her ass. Her quick bucking motion let me know that she was not keen to my cum inside her and I ended up grabbing her hips in an effort to reinsert myself. To no avail as my cum ran along the sides of her leg. 

She turned around and smiled. "That was for you, but now it's my turn to get off."

She grabbed the enlarged dildo and began to seriously fuck it. It impaled her completely as she flicked at her clit. Five minutes later of me watching her playing with my limp dick she began to cum. It was some sight to see her ass ravaged in such a way. 

She moaned finished herself off and scurried to her bathroom. I heard the water running. I loved that the most about her I think. She was so conscious of staying clean and pristine. 

She walked back to me looking gorgeous and flustered as ever. "Dirty perv..." she smiled.

I laughed sheepishly in agreement, "I know."

"So it is official now?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Yeah it's official, no more pussy for you."

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"Well considering you are too in love with my ass. Then I think no more pussy for you."

I laughed, unsure of what to say next, "Really?"

"Yep,"

"But I can still have your ass?"

"If you are good," she replied.

I smiled deviously and asked, "I can still lick it right?"

"If you are good," she laughed.

"Maybe I should lick it now." I encouraged.

"Maybe," she replied as she sat back down spread eagle.

I didn't hesitate to take action and suck on her thick lips.

Unbelievable did the phone just ring?

She jumped up to answer.

"Hello."

She excused herself to her room as to keep me from listening.

"Hold on," she replied as she slammed the door shut.

I watched her on from the couch, but immediately jumped up when the door shut. I listened outside her door.

"You can't keep calling me."

"How could you still possibly be horny after earlier?" she laughed.

"We fucked for like three hours."

"Of course."

"No, because I'm not in love with you. I told you earlier that it was the last time so seriously stop calling me."

"So what?"

"Trust me I can still have my fun even it's a 'baby dick' as you call it," she laughed.

"No he doesn't know anything and I prefer to keep it that way."

"I'm tired of this conversation good bye," she hung up.

I scurried back to the living room. She soon returned.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"No one," she replied.

"No one? Why does 'no one' keep calling all the time?"

"I don't know he's probably drunk and horny," she laughed.

"An old fuck buddy I presume?" I asked smiling.

She returned the smile, "Yeah something like that."

"When was the last time you fucked him?"

She immediately looked down, "Umm, I guess maybe a few months ago."

"Nathan?" I asked.

She wouldn't look up. "Yeah."

I did my best to keep her mood calm, "He's still not over it?"

"Pretty much."

"Well just stop answering his calls," I said.

"I know, I should," she said.

"Two months ago?"

"Huh," she brought her eyes to my level.

"Two months ago you were still seeing him?"

A look of annoyance presented itself on her beautiful face, "Yes, I already said that."

I had a sudden urge to change the topic of discussion. It was late evening and the sun was setting. "Let's go for a swim."

"What?" she asked.

"Yeah, let's for relax at the pool. Why not?"

"That actually sounds nice, let's go," she replied.

She headed towards her room and I to mine. I had only one pair of swimming trunks and I put them on. I waited on the couch for her to finally come back.

As she came to sight I knew already she would be dressed to the nines. It was very simple. Hot pink top that actually left the sides of her perky boobs visible. It was absolutely skimpy. Her hard nipples were very noticeable. Her tan skin accentuated the hot pink delectably. The bottom was just as flimsy. It did only one thing make a small triangle above her mound. The srings were tied at both sides. As I wondered how she could be comfortable to walk out nearly naked.




Obsession of the Mind Ch. 08



I couldn't complain I loved her sexiness. It was only when she went back into her room to retrieve her cell phone did I realize her bubble butt was covered by nothing more than a string. The ultimate thong. It rode ride up her thick cheeks. From a distance you wouldn't know she had anything at all. Only thin strings of fabric running betwixt and the knots at the side did give way she not nude. 

We carried ourselves out the door. I commented on her attire, "A bit revealing don't you think?" I laughed.

"I thought you didn't mind how I dressed?" she smiled as we walked toward the pool.

"It's fine, a bit over the top don't you think?" I asked.

She laughed, "Well, I need to tan anyways." She absolutely did not need to tan. Her body was tan and perfect. And the sun was setting as we opened the pool gate.

To my relief it was empty. Just me and her. She set her accessories on a table and went to the hot tub part of the pool. She was exquisite with her natural beauty. I couldn't help but stare at her luscious ass as she knelt down to situate herself comfortably. 

I slowly followed her and dipped in beside her. Splashing just to annoy her for a moment. 

We sat and enjoyed our relaxation when she instructed me, "You didn't bring a drink. Go get one."

I didn't argue I just got up and hurried back to fix her something. I walked casually back to the pool to hear giggling. It was Rachel laughing. There were two guys in the hot tub now. I stood behind the bushes that surrounded the pool gates and observed momentarily.

Two fit men were having a conversation while standing outside the rim of the tub. It seemed to me they were showing off their physiques in admiration of the trophy before them. One was wearing a tight underwear like suit that did nothing to hide a noticeable bulge. The other wear loose fitting shorts but even did he have a sizeable semi hard on. 

What should I do? I hated to think of walking up and facing the awkward position of two guys gawking and flirting with my sexy girl friend. 

I couldn't believe the conflicting thoughts I was having. I quietly returned to our apartment and dialed her number. Was I seriously about to become the pervert allowing his soul mate to continue in her actions? I was.

I watched as she perked up and left the tub to retrieve her phone. Her gorgeous, fleshy uncovered body was now on perfect display to those around her. 

"Hello," she casually answered.

"Hey, I've got a bit of a problem," I replied.

"What's wrong, aren't you coming back?"

"I wish I was but Stephen just called."

"And?"

"He's asking me to take him to the hospital."

"What?"

"Yeah, he sounds bad, overdose I'm sure," I replied.

"Wow, okay," she replied and I noticed a subtle smile from the distance.

"Thirty minutes tops and I'll be back."

"Okay, call me when you on your way back."

I laughed to myself. Did she just ask me to give her a warning call before I returned? I loved it.

"Alright I lied maybe an hour until I get back but I will hurry." I gave her thirty more minutes. Why? I just don't know. Well I secretly did know. 

I knew I would park the car around the corner and return just to fixate my voyeur eyes on my hot girl less than half naked in front of two hung guys.

"Okay, well call me when you leave," she once again gave me instructions to warn her.

"Okay, love you..." I awaited a customary reply.

"Okay, bye," she hung up.

I guess she was not about to say "I love you" in front of her new company.

I ran to the car and drove it around the corner. I ran or more likely walked very quickly and focused back looking for a vantage point. I liked my pool side view and decided just to fun back up and watch from the balcony. 

I noticed all three were now sitting at a near by table. Rachel had one leg on a nearby chair. She had to be giving them a show. Her meaty pussy would certainly overcome the bounds of simple piece of sting meant to conceal it. The other two sat across from her. Taking subtle glances at her exposure.

A moment later one stood up and pulled his shorts down. Allowing his large cock to spring upward almost hitting his flat stomach. A moment later he quickly pulled them back up. Rachel started laughing while looking at the ground. The other one stood up and reached his hand beneath his tight fitting speedos and pulled his cock out. It was averaged size but I don't think it was hard as it barely dangled out the side of his briefs. He didn't make an effort to put it back in and sat down again. Rachel made short glances while he did so but continued to giggle and stare away. 

I was incredibly turned on. My girl has laughing nonchalantly as two men more or less propositioned her with their formidable dicks. I stroked my raging little hard on as I watched the scene before me unfold. 

Rachel motioned a pointing finger at the pool. I had no idea what they were talking about as I continued to watch through the blinds. She looked at her phone as if to find out if the "coast was clear" and sat back in the tub. The two others quickly followed her. The one in the shorts removed his suit and his aching erection jumped up and down as he walked towards her. I saw Nathan's dick the other night as he fucked Rachel. But this guys' was maybe even larger. At least thicker. 

The bubbling water concealed their lower bodies. I had no idea what was going on as I gazed stroking my dick. She let her back up and stared into the air but I could see her shoulders moving rhythmically. She must have been playing with their dicks under the water. Jacking off their large dicks as she shooed away their attempts to grope her breasts. She said something and they listened. 

I turned away for a minute to look at the clock. Forty minutes before I needed to call her back. I focused back on them and she was now on top of the guy who minutes ago flashed his enormous cock before her. The motions of their bodies truly did indicate she was either grinding or impaling his huge dick.

The other guy stood up. His speedo had been removed at some point as his cock stood proud. He did though have nothing on his friend. He was definitely bigger than I. But he was average. 

She slapped at his dick and I assumed told him to quit making a scene. He looked upset and fetched his briefs from the hot water. He put them on and left.  I could see Rachel laughing as she made more profound movements against her new lover. 

After a few minutes she stood up naked from the waste down. And turned around now facing him. He stood up as well as they must have been whispering something to each other. It was unmistakable now. That was the thickest dick ever. Like a coke can. 

Seconds later he was sitting at the opposite edge of the pool. And her sexy ass quickly descending as she was now fucking him face first while making out. She continued to ride him. Everyonce in a few strokes I could make out the fine line at the top of her ass that parted her cheeks. Longs strokes. It was easy to tell she used every last inch of his cock as the long of her back disappeared back into the water.

I thought to myself I could have to good wanks watching this and brought myself to my first orgasm. 

It's crazy how your mindset changes so quickly after blowing a load. The jealously does creep back in. The shame hits you up upside the head. The reality sets in. I just fabricated a lie in hopes my love would indulge herself. The reality that she did.

The reality that over the past few days if jerked off it seems a dozen times knowing or watching as she got fucked 3 or four times. I've lost track. I can't figure out how to stop this. Do I want to stop this?

I continued to stare at them. My lovely, lovely girl is readily fucking this guy. Was she a slut? I can't accept that. She's not a slut. Is she a nympho? Maybe so. Is that so bad? Hell, I'm a guy I love to please myself every chance I get. Is it so wrong she loves to fuck? No.

Watching her continue to work herself, I fiddled with my limp wet dick. Wondering how long it would take before I stopped caring and just started wanting again.

It wasn't long. Rachel's head was completely and awkwardly staring at the sky when I knew she was climaxing. The fucker made one last thrust. He used his whole body to impale his cock. It resulted with her body being jetted out of the water. Her fine ass was half way visible as she slammed her self back down on him. She wrapped her arms around him and held on as tight as she could as he made one last effort and slammed his dick inside her. Once again her shapely ass was on display for a moment until she slammed her pelvis back down. Her toned back disappeared for a moment and he met her thrust. 

It was his last thrust and it left her totally exposed. He was cumming inside her and he used every last possible muscle in his body to exert the necessary force to lift her naked body. He was standing and her legs were wrapped around his body as she bucked to a final orgasm. Her curvy ass was now on display. After a few seconds of their unusual yet unmistakably sexy pose, she released her arms and his thick cock flopped around as it exited her fleshy pussy. Nathan had nothing on this guy. Length maybe but this guy was thick. My tool was a pencil compared his massive erection.

His retreating erection was still impressive as Rachel quickly grabbed her bottom bikini. She was resourceful enough to remember a towel. She wiped her wet nearly naked body down as he fumbled with his shorts and sat at the table. 

She sat down momentarily. They exchanged a few smiles and she began to walk back to our apartment.