“I had the best orgasm of my life on my wedding night, but it wasn’t with my husband”. We had a great wedding ceremony where the tears, laughs, fun and champagne flowed freely. My husband and I were both nicely toasted when we left in our limo. The plan was to have the wedding night at a hotel near the airport and then fly out to Tahiti in the morning.
We arrived at the hotel and were shown to our room. The perfect day had combined with the alcohol to put me in the mood for sex as never before. I practically attacked my husband pinning him to the bed and kissing him with a passion I had never done before. I knew I needed cock and I needed it five minutes ago! I had him naked before you could blink an eye and was giving him the blowie of his life. Unfortunately the alcohol had also had an effect on him and I could only get him to half mast.
I could only think of one thing that might work. “Wait right here honey” I said “I’ve got something that will make your cock harder than it’s ever been”. I went into the bathroom with one of bags that contained the lingerie I was planning on surprising him with on our first night in Tahiti. I wore an all white lace slip with a stockings and a garter. I felt so sexy as I caught sight of myself in the mirror - think http://www2.victoriassecret.com/collection/?cgname=OSSLPCHEZZZ&cgnbr=OSSLPCHEZZZ&rfnbr=696"> this. I fixed my make up, pushed up my C-cup breasts and exited the bathroom with a need to be fucked like never before. To my displeasure I discovered that in the ten minutes I was gone hubby had managed to put on a porn video and to fall fast asleep, snoring as he always did when he’d had too much to drink.
“Honey” I cooed crawling up the bed still feeling horny and sexy in my out fit “oh Hon-neyyyy”. No reaction. I tried nudging him, I tried holding his nose, I tried shaking him, hell I even tried taking his limp member in my mouth and waking him up in a way he’d never forget. None of it worked. He simply went on snoring, every now and then nearly stirring, mumbling something incoherent and going happily back to snoring.
I myself couldn’t sleep. I was red hot, my pussy was dripping and my nipples were so hard I couldn’t stop playing with them. I lay next to my husband for a while staring blankly at the television, idly playing with my punani. Eventually I opened a bottle of champagne from the mini bar and poured myself a glass as I sat on the bed. I phoned room service and ordered some chocholate fondue and strawberries. “What the hell” I thought “it’s my wedding night”.
After a couple more glasses I began to focus on what was on the television. A girl was being fucked three ways into Sunday by the biggest cock I had ever seen. My husband was probably of average size, as had been the few other men I’d slept with before him. The drink, my horniness and the massive slab of man meat on the screen in front of me got me wondering what it would be like to fuck a big dick. I started to play with myself again with one hand up my slip furiously circling my clit and the other rubbing my tummy I caught sight of the champagne bottle out of the corner of my eye and had an idea.
I couldn’t believe what I was about to do as I reached over with my left hand, my right still rubbing my clit and brought the neck of the champagne bottle to my pussy. The bottle was nearly full and I spilled champagne all over my lips, the cold fizz sending a shiver through my body. I brought the champagne bottle to my opening and - feeling so slutty and dirty and so damn horny - prepared to penetrate myself with this inanimate object.
I was ready to come right then and there when suddenly there was a knock at the door. I sat bolt upright swiftly replacing the champagne bottle to the bedside table like a naughty child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. I had forgotten about room service! I was quite flustered by being interrupted at such an intimate moment and without thinking went straight and answered the door. The look on the bellhop’s face reminded me what I was wearing. He was a young guy of about 21, about 6 foot tall with a three day growth. I was still horny as hell and seeing as though he was cute I thought I’d have some fun with this guy before I sent him back to the front desk with a story for his colleagues.
“Come on in” I said playfully turning around and leading the way letting him check out my arse – I spent hours on the stair master so I knew it was worth his while looking.
“Ah okay” he responded, mouth agape and following my toned lingerie clad arse. "Just set it there" I said. Once again the look on his face reminded me of just what he was looking at. My husband lay spread eagled on the bed but naked with a porno playing on the television. I felt a sharp stab of embarrassment before thinking (I’m sure in an alcohol assisted way) “what the hell I’ll never see him again”. Plus I was really enjoying watching him squirm as he kept trying (and failing) not to check me out.
“Well if there’s nothing else I can do for you, I ah, guess I’ll be off” he said in a slightly suggestive manner.
I hadn’t had all my fun yet though. “Well let me get you a tip sugar” I said. Slipping into my heels to give my walk that sexy look they give my legs I strutted over to my purse and accidentally-on-purpose knocked it to the ground “oh clumsy me” I said turning my back to the sexy stranger and bending over. I felt so naughty and dirty as I knew my slip was short enough to give him a view of my pantieless arse. I fancied he might even be able to see my dripping snatch as I fossicked in my purse for longer than was necessary to pull out a $10 note.
I sidled up to him and emboldened put the $10 note in my cleavage and stood in front of him. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. He then got up real close to me and as he took the note from my décolletage I felt something hard up against my belly. I looked down to see a sizeable tent poking out of his pants. “Holy shit it’s huge” I thought to myself. It was my turn for my eyes to pop out of my head and I looked up at him standing tall over me with my mouth wide open. He looked at me with such a cocky expression but I knew then as the porn actress on the television began to conspicuously climax that I had to have that cock.
My hand went immediately to his crotch and unzipped his pants. I pulled it out and gasped aloud at what I saw. This thing was as thick as my wrist. And must have been at least eight inches long. The bulbous cockhead capped off his impressive and rigid member. He smiled at me knowingly as I looked up at him “What an arrogant bastard” I thought but we both knew that he could give me something that my husband couldn’t. As if to confirm this some of my juices started running down my leg.
He knew just what I wanted too. He grabbed me roughly and turned me around. He bent over the foot of the bed “I’m going to fuck you in front of your husband bitch” he told me. I had never been taken or talked to like this and it turned me on so much “but first you have to beg me”.
Such arrogance but I had to have it. I was his little sex slave and he knew it “Oh please, please fuck me with that big fat cock” I pleaded “I need it so bad”
He slipped the tip in my sopping cunt and began just teasing me with the first quarter inch of his amazing cockhead. I tried to push back against him but he only withdrew further. I was red hot as he kept this up for a few minutes “put it all in” I implored “I can’t stand this much longer”
“You want all this big cock huh?”
“Oh yes god yes” just stick it in you arrogant fuck I thought as he continued to use only the tip in my opening. I pinched my own nipples as I craved the release that only that throbbing big cock could give me.
“You have to ask me to give you what your husband never could.”
“That cocky arsehole” I thought. “I should tell him to fuck off”. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, nor did I want to demean the man I loved. But I was too far gone. He knew and I knew that his big dick meant that he could indeed give me something my husband never could. I felt bad for my husband but I had to do this. “Please give me that big dick. Please fill me up like my husband never can. Oh I need it so bad baby” I said whatever I had to just to get that fact cock inside me.
With that he slammed his massive ramrod to the hilt with one stroke. I had never been so full and I screamed so loud I can’t believe my husband didn’t wake up. I looked at him to make sure, he only stirred slightly but then went back to snoring. My big cock stud started to fuck me slowly drawing back four or five inches and then sliding it all the way in again. With each stroke I moaned my pleasure. I had never experienced cock like this. My husband was good in bed but he simply couldn’t satisfy me like this. If my husband drew back four or five inches he would nearly be out of me but the cock I had in me now was still filling me up no matter where he was in the stroke. I bit down on the blankets as I felt myself beginning to come as I never had before.
And then he started to fuck me hard. He grabbed my hair yanking my head back and pounded me just like in the porno I had seen. I just could not stop coming. For fifteen minutes he fucked me like his life depended on it. I had never been fucked so hard and his thickness was like nothing I’d ever felt before. All I could see as I bounced up and down from the punishment he seemed intent on inflicting on me was my husband snoring away; his flaccid penis looking so pathetic, I felt awful thinking it but it was true: bigger is better. Then that arrogant cunt with his magnificent cock pulled out of me and came all over my slip with nothing more than a groan.
With a slap on my arse and a “later slut” he left me bent over the bed with my cunt ripped open. My pussy sore and feeling physically drained I could only crawl up the bed, put my head on the pillow and fall fast asleep.
My husband was awake before me and when he saw me stir next to him he said “Wow, I was so bombed I can’t even remember last night.”
I fiddled with his mini member using my thumb and forefinger as I remembered the mighty cock I had received the night before. Without batting an eye lid I told him “I had the fuck of my life last night baby.”
He smiled at me as his cock started to inflate to its thin six inch capacity and I could see his ego starting to grow right then and there. I smiled too remembering the real cock I had had only hours ago. “This thing will never do” I thought to myself; working him with two fingers and my thumb I glanced at the champagne bottle sitting on the bedside table.
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Saturday, March 8, 2008
Being Neighbourly
I used to be a good little catholic wife until I discovered what a demon in the sack my neighbour was.
First a little background. My husband and I grew up together, we were best friends from the age of 2. With both families doing just about everything together, from church on Sundays to trips away, it was basically a fait accompli that we would be married.
Paul my husband (not his real name) was a nice guy and never treated me poorly. Sexually though he was a disappointment. Our wedding night was not only to be the first time we made love, but it was also the first time we had even seen each other naked. Our first attempt was an awkward affair with neither of us having much of an idea what we were doing. After a few minutes of Paul trying to find the hole and an extremely embarrassing ordeal for myself instructing him with “up a bit, left a bit” toward my dry hole, Paul groaned and came before he even got it in.
I was really disappointed that what was supposed to be such a special moment had not turned out how it was supposed to. Unfortunately I would have to get used to this in our sex life. It took Paul a few days to even work out how to get his thing in me and he never lasted very long. After a four week honeymoon littered with inadequate sexual episodes we moved into our new two bedroom townhouse our parents had purchased for us in an inner Sydney suburb. The second bedroom was to be our nursery but I guess Paul was firing blanks as well as being a dud.
Our first two years of marriage were fine but I had pretty much given up on the sex. Whenever Paul wanted it I would basically hoist up my nightgown (sex was always a night time activity for Paul) and lie there for a few minutes while he ground out a sticky little orgasm and promptly fall fast asleep.
It was the morning after one of these pathetic sexual offerings from my husband - who had left early for the office as he often did - that I got my first look at our new neighbours. They were a Polynesian couple who I will call John and Cynthia. Cynthia was quite a pretty woman with the lovely tan of the Polynesians and lovely curves but it was John who caught my notice. He too had the bronzed skin of the Pacific islands and it being a hot day he had his shirt off as he moved furniture into their home. John was a powerfully built man of about 6 foot 4 who clearly benefited from regular workouts, he did not have a superfluous layer of flesh on him. His rippling abdominals were adorned with a tribal looking tattoo. Admiring him as he picked up a heavy washing machine as if it were a kid’s toy I felt a tingling in my vagina and my hand was in my dressing gown playing with myself before I knew what was happening.
Being a catholic girl I had never even masturbated before, thinking it a sin, but my head had become filled with visions of John pounding into me. Drawing the Venetians I stepped out of my gown which was all I had on and stood there naked peeking at my masculine neighbour out of a crack of the blind. My second hand began playing with one of my nipples as my first hand found my clitoris. I became weak at the knees as I experienced my first ever orgasm.
That day was something of an awakening for me. I spent much of the day in bed exploring my body and indulging in the sexual fantasies I had always repressed as I grew up. By the time Paul got home I was in the mood for a hard cock. As soon as he walked through the door I was on him, dressed only in my gown, kissing him passionately, grinding my cunt against him – that was the first time I had ever thought of my vagina as being a cunt and I felt delightfully dirty using that word in my head. Unfortunately Paul was more interested in what was for dinner “what’s got into you Linda?” he asked, quite put back by my aggressive advance. “Is dinner ready”.
“I thought we could make love first darling” I responded trying to kiss him again as he literally fended me off.
“I’ve had a hard day at work dear, I just want to put my feet up.” Again he asked “what’s for dinner?”
“I’ll whip something up then” I snapped. I hadn’t defrosted any meat during the day so I just put together a quick vegetable soup. As I chopped the vegetables I saw a carrot and a cucumber together and in my horny mood couldn’t help but notice the size difference. I immediately thought of my slender 5’ 6” husband compared to the stocky and powerful 6’ 4” John. The phallic shape of the vegetables immediately had me wondering what the difference in the penis size might be.
In bed that night I initiated sex with Paul for the first time since our honeymoon. He was quite surprised but being a man wasn’t about to turn me down! I got him hard with my hand and jumped on his cock riding him hard (also a first for our marriage, sex to this point had been a strictly missionary-man on top process). I tried to get myself off as I rode him playing with my clit and grinding on his cock, squeezing my vaginal muscles to make the most of his modest member. Unfortunately whenever I tried to increase the pace I would get over enthusiastic and his five inch cock would slip out of me. After about ten minutes of this, frustrated, I rolled on to my back and told Paul to “fuck me hard”. I had never been like this but Paul seemed to like it as he hurriedly slipped it in me and pounded away for all he was worth.
“Fuck my cunt, fuck me hard baby” I demanded but no sooner had these words left my lips than Paul had once again come to the party early, squirting a little dollop of his seed in me. I was just getting started but Paul was breathless.
“I liked that dear” he said in a very matter of fact voice “that was delightful”. Seconds later he was snoring. As usual I was left to ponder his poor performance. It was during this reverie that I thought I heard something stirring next door. Our bedroom shared a communal wall with John and Cynthia and late at night I was sometimes able to discern noises coming from the abutting townhouse.
I heard what I thought was a woman crying out and I wondered if John was a wife beater. Soon though, as the volume increased, I realised that the woman was crying out in ecstasy. My heart started pounding and I glanced at Paul who was soundly asleep. Once again I snuck my hand down to my vagina as I listened to the noises coming from next door. From the sound of things Cynthia was one lucky girl, she was moaning with the unbridled pleasure of a satisfied woman who could not contain her delight despite her best efforts. As I fiddled furiously with my clit I imagined it was me who John was fucking, pounding me with a cock the size of the cucumber I had sliced earlier that night (not like the little five inch carrot Paul had stuck in me for all of 10 minutes). It wasn’t long before I had made myself come again – it was fantastic but at the same time not enough.
In the afterglow of my self imposed orgasm I continued to listen to our new neighbours go at it. The sounds of Cynthia being pleasured didn’t die down for at least two hours – all the while Paul snored quietly beside me.
The next day Paul had once again gone to the office early – this was a regular fixture after we made love, I think he was justifiably embarrassed by his numerous sexual short comings. After I had breakfast, showered and dressed I went out the front door with the intention of doing some grocery shopping. As I stepped outside I noticed John was sitting on his front door step. I was glad it was a sunny day and I had placed on a short cotton dress that ended about halfway up my thighs. I like to think my legs are my best asset. The dress also hugged my chest making the most of my b-cup breasts. John took in his first glance of me laconically smiling and saying hello.
Suddenly I remembered the noises I had heard last night and just as suddenly remembered I had got myself off listening to them. I blushed as I returned John’s greeting. John came over and introduced himself, towering over me with his cathedral wide chest making me all aflutter. I felt myself get wet as I involuntarily glanced at his crotch remembering my fantasy from the night before. I was hardly listening to what he said I was so nervous but he had stopped talking and I realised that I was probably supposed to say introduce myself. Flustered all I could manage was “I’m Linda. I saw you with your shirt off yesterday” Freudian slip! I stumbled to cover it up “I mean I saw you moving in yesterday, and you had your… I mean I saw your tattoo. It was very interesting”.
“Yeah it’s an islander design” he said and went on to explain he had gone for a morning jog without his keys and Cynthia had left for work unwittingly locking him out. “Good first day in the place eh?” he joked.
Still blushing like a school girl I giggled a little too much at what was just a passing quip. I wondered if he could tell the effect he was having on me or whether he just thought I was crazy. “Would you like to come in and have a coffee while you wait?” I said before I had even really thought about inviting a strange man inside my house.
“Nah that’s okay, you were going somewhere weren’t you?” he replied “Besides Cynthia’ll be gone for like eight hours. I’ll try and break back in I think, I’m a dark fella I should be good at it. That was a joke” he added after I didn’t quite pick up on his humour. I blushed a little more and laughed awkwardly.
“Oh well if you can’t get in maybe when I get back?”
“We’ll see how we go” he said flashing me his charming smile of straight white teeth that made me weak at the knees. “Thanks eh” he added rubbing my bare upper arm in an innocent gesture of gratitude.
Flustered again by his touch I responded with only a shy school girl smile. As I drove down to the local supermarket I could have kicked myself for being such a gushing, callow idiot. I also realised that I wanted that Adonis of a man in my house. It may have been for this reason that I hurried out of the supermarket without half the items I wanted but with about three sizeable cucumbers I didn’t really require.
I returned home to find that John was still stuck outside his townhouse. “Can’t get in round the front” he informed me with his devastating smile setting off the butterflies in my stomach and the wetness in my crotch all over again “and I can’t get round the back without going through someone’s yard” he explained. This was the case as John and Cynthia were in the middle of the three townhouses on our block. “Do you mind if I go through your backyard?” he finished.
“Sure” I said, once again the blushing adolescent “we can have that coffee” I added as I tried to portray some kind of composure.
“Yeah great. Let me take those for you” he said taking my shopping bags, his singlet displaying his sizeable biceps flexing as he carried the bags to my door.
“Thank you” I gushed grinning like a Cheshire cat and then standing at the door stupidly for a few seconds “keys would help I suppose” I said groping in my bag as my eyes kept wanting to go to John’s muscular arms. Eventually I managed to fumble the key in the lock reminding me immediately of Paul’s inept attempts at achieving penetration.
I put the kettle on and John helped me unpack the groceries. At the bottom of the last bag John suddenly exclaimed “Wow you really like your cucumber eh?” holding one of the massive phallic shaped vegetables in either hand.
Again I blushed as I took them and placed them in the vegetable crisper. I deliberately bent at the waist instead of the knees to give John a view of thighs. In the dress I was wearing there was even a chance he could see my sensible cotton white panties. I realised that I hoped he could and it was all I could do not drop my knickers right there. I glanced over my shoulder to find John enjoying the view. He smiled at me knowingly as he handed me the last cucumber with me still bent over in front of him. As I took the vegetable off him our hands brushed and I had a quick mental image of him ripping my panties off and fucking me there with the cucumber.
A moment.
“What about that coffee” I said breaking the tension. Suddenly I pondered whether I really wanted this. I had this man in my house and he must have known by then that I wanted him but all of a sudden I had some misgivings.
We made small talk over our coffee and it looked like the moment may have passed. After he drained his cup John rose and said “I better get back in next door and have a shower. I probably stink after that jog”.
All misgivings vanished as at the same that I realised this man was about to leave my house the mention of a shower also made me picture him naked.
“Why don’t you have a shower here?” I said followed by an awkward little giggle that must have given me away. John thought for a few seconds.
To my great relief and excitement he agreed and I showed him the bathroom and where we kept the towels. He took his shirt off as he stood before the shower and I was able to admire his ab’s up close. I was intrigued by his tattoo. At close range there was a lot of detail I hadn’t noticed.
“Wow” I said intrigued “that’s a really lovely tattoo. It’s so… intricate” I knelt down to take a closer look and shyly traced it with my finger thrilling at his hard, hairless abdominal muscles – a welcome change from my husband’s hirsute paunch. I felt my vagina relax and open as my finger crept down to the top of his shorts. “How far does it go down?” I asked
“I’ll show you” he said as he lowered his shorts revealing his tattoo went all the way down to his pubic bone and as I took this in I suddenly noticed that I could see the top of his cock. And what a cock it was! It was only the second one I had seen as an adult and from it’s base I saw that John’s flaccid cock was thicker than Paul’s erection. John also shaved his pubic hair making his golden hued phallus even more beautiful. This contrasted to Paul’s hairy little pecker that was so unappealing when flaccid.
I looked up at John smiling and then looked back at the base of his cock. He let his shorts and jock fall to his ankles revealing his entire package. I couldn’t help but let out a gasp as I took in his magnificent manhood. It must have been at least six inches as it hung circumcised over a pair of balls contained in a shaven scrotum the size of a large orange. Almost in a trance I reached out and grabbed it at the base, it twitched at the touch forcing an expression of wonder from my lips.
I had never sucked a dick before that day. Paul’s pasty little pricklette was just the thing he stuck in me when the mood took him and was so unappealing. This object of masculinity in front of me was a thing of beauty and without hesitating I took the head to my lips, kissing the tip. Here was a real man’s cock and I realised that Paul was just a little boy and we had only been pretend fucking.
“Open wide” John said as he eased his hips forward. His cock was swiftly growing erect as it entered an inch or two into my virgin mouth. He pulled out again and tenderly said “You don’t do this much do you?”
“No” I said “I’m sorry” I felt I had left this MAN down and I felt like a failure as a woman “never” I added trying not to sob with the shame I felt.
“That’s okay, just relax. Put your lips over your teeth and I’ll do the rest”. I did as instructed and he slowly filled my mouth with cock. I never knew I could be filled with so much man meat as my jaws stretch wider than I thought they ever could to accommodate his worshipfully thick phallus. His cockhead hit the back of my throat and if my mouth wasn’t so full I would have choked. “Relax your throat babe” John said. Once again I obeyed and felt his cock go deep into my gullet. “You’re a natural at this kid” he said.
His cock was so big and hard and as he worked it in and out of my throat I could feel my pussy dripping wet, I finally felt like a woman. I began to play with myself and John didn’t fail to notice “You like sucking a cock do you?” he encouraged “You like being my little cock sucker huh?” I had never been talked to dirty before and this got me going. I managed to gurgle an affirmative response “You dirty little cock sucker” he continued picking up on my excitement “I’m going to fuck your face hard. Would you like that huh?”. Once again I gurgled the same noise and he began to drive his cock in and out of my throat like there was no tomorrow. Saliva was dripping down my cheeks as I took his cock like a starving dog all the while frigging myself silly as the warmth in my cunt built up. John suddenly pulled out “Let’s get somewhere a little more comfortable” he sad lifting me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I had longed for Paul to take me like this but the closest he had come was rubbing his little boy’s willy on my thigh for a few seconds before sticking the little thing in.
John carried me across the threshold of my bedroom and placed me on my marital bed so I was on my back with my only my head off the side. “Now to fuck your pretty little face properly” he said as he placed his fully erect ten inches in my throat again. The new angle was much more comfortable for me and meant I could take all of his prodigious manhood. It also allowed John to lean over and start playing with my cunt as he fucked my throat like there was no tomorrow. Paul had never touched me down there and before that moment myself and my gynaecologist were the only people to touch my vagina. John found my clit with his thumb and worked two of his thick sausage fingers into my hole. I started to come as I had never come before and John pulled his cock out to allow me to enjoy the moment and I screamed my ecstasy into his balls as they dangled impressively above my face.
Quick as a flash John had spun me round on the bed and had my legs spread wide. “Yes, yes oh give me that big dick John” I implored “fuck me good!”
John brought the tip of his huge member to my soaking wet hole. “You ever had a cock this big honey?”
I shook my head no “only my husband’s” I added as he slowly pushed the tip of his enormous cock into me. His dick must have been three times the size around as Paul’s and my pussy was already stretched wider than it ever had been. It was pain and pleasure all in one as he slowly worked another few inches in. Even as I was about to ask him to stop he did so, working only the first few inches in and out allowing me to adjust to his vastly superior size. After a few minutes of this I was red hot and ready to go. “Put it all in” I cried in ecstasy.
John was going to enjoy the moment though “so your husband, how big is he?” I signalled his short length with my thumb and forefinger on one hand. John laughed and it turned me on to have this leviathan of cock mocking my husband as I realised I had longed to do for so long. “Well get ready to be fucked properly” he said as he thrust the rest of his cock balls deep into me. It was like nothing I had experienced as I was filled to the brim by this amazing man. He held his cock there for half a minute allowing me to savour the feeling, he withdrew his cock out to the tip – a full ten inches – and then slowly worked it all the way back in. My first big cock had me coming right there, and not a pretend clitoral orgasm like the ones I had experienced over previous days. This was unbelievable, my whole body shivered and I could not contain myself as I found myself rubbing my nipples and seeing stars. I wasn’t sure if I could take much more of it without passing out but I also didn’t want it to stop.
John started to fuck me hard with his massive tool, pounding me for forty minutes harder than Paul could ever manage for more than forty seconds. All the while I was in paradise enjoying a level of physical pleasure I had never experienced before and I knew my pin dicked husband could never take me. I sreamed in ecstasy, I cried with pleasure and looked admiringly at the hung MAN who was inside me deeper than anyone had ever been and I knew from then on that only big would do. It IS so much better.
John started groaning as he approached the vinegar stroke “I’m going to come baby” he gasped. In a sudden desire to please this MAN it seemed only natural that I take his seed deep inside me. “Come in me baby, fill me with that man’s come”. I felt John tense and release a massive load deep inside me he pulled out and shot some more on to my tits – I had never seen come shoot so far! Paul was a dribbler. Two more squirts released even more come on to my belly, I had never seen so much semen. It seemed only natural for me to lap up the man’s cream I scooped it up with my finger and tasted his sweet semen.
We lay together holding each other and I lost track of time as I nestled my face into his muscular neck. When I awoke he was gone leaving me only a few minutes to clean up before Paul arrived home. I was quite sore from where John had split me open and I regarded that I had finally lost my virginity. Paul wouldn’t be getting lucky with his little thing for quite some time, John on the other hand was welcome any time.
First a little background. My husband and I grew up together, we were best friends from the age of 2. With both families doing just about everything together, from church on Sundays to trips away, it was basically a fait accompli that we would be married.
Paul my husband (not his real name) was a nice guy and never treated me poorly. Sexually though he was a disappointment. Our wedding night was not only to be the first time we made love, but it was also the first time we had even seen each other naked. Our first attempt was an awkward affair with neither of us having much of an idea what we were doing. After a few minutes of Paul trying to find the hole and an extremely embarrassing ordeal for myself instructing him with “up a bit, left a bit” toward my dry hole, Paul groaned and came before he even got it in.
I was really disappointed that what was supposed to be such a special moment had not turned out how it was supposed to. Unfortunately I would have to get used to this in our sex life. It took Paul a few days to even work out how to get his thing in me and he never lasted very long. After a four week honeymoon littered with inadequate sexual episodes we moved into our new two bedroom townhouse our parents had purchased for us in an inner Sydney suburb. The second bedroom was to be our nursery but I guess Paul was firing blanks as well as being a dud.
Our first two years of marriage were fine but I had pretty much given up on the sex. Whenever Paul wanted it I would basically hoist up my nightgown (sex was always a night time activity for Paul) and lie there for a few minutes while he ground out a sticky little orgasm and promptly fall fast asleep.
It was the morning after one of these pathetic sexual offerings from my husband - who had left early for the office as he often did - that I got my first look at our new neighbours. They were a Polynesian couple who I will call John and Cynthia. Cynthia was quite a pretty woman with the lovely tan of the Polynesians and lovely curves but it was John who caught my notice. He too had the bronzed skin of the Pacific islands and it being a hot day he had his shirt off as he moved furniture into their home. John was a powerfully built man of about 6 foot 4 who clearly benefited from regular workouts, he did not have a superfluous layer of flesh on him. His rippling abdominals were adorned with a tribal looking tattoo. Admiring him as he picked up a heavy washing machine as if it were a kid’s toy I felt a tingling in my vagina and my hand was in my dressing gown playing with myself before I knew what was happening.
Being a catholic girl I had never even masturbated before, thinking it a sin, but my head had become filled with visions of John pounding into me. Drawing the Venetians I stepped out of my gown which was all I had on and stood there naked peeking at my masculine neighbour out of a crack of the blind. My second hand began playing with one of my nipples as my first hand found my clitoris. I became weak at the knees as I experienced my first ever orgasm.
That day was something of an awakening for me. I spent much of the day in bed exploring my body and indulging in the sexual fantasies I had always repressed as I grew up. By the time Paul got home I was in the mood for a hard cock. As soon as he walked through the door I was on him, dressed only in my gown, kissing him passionately, grinding my cunt against him – that was the first time I had ever thought of my vagina as being a cunt and I felt delightfully dirty using that word in my head. Unfortunately Paul was more interested in what was for dinner “what’s got into you Linda?” he asked, quite put back by my aggressive advance. “Is dinner ready”.
“I thought we could make love first darling” I responded trying to kiss him again as he literally fended me off.
“I’ve had a hard day at work dear, I just want to put my feet up.” Again he asked “what’s for dinner?”
“I’ll whip something up then” I snapped. I hadn’t defrosted any meat during the day so I just put together a quick vegetable soup. As I chopped the vegetables I saw a carrot and a cucumber together and in my horny mood couldn’t help but notice the size difference. I immediately thought of my slender 5’ 6” husband compared to the stocky and powerful 6’ 4” John. The phallic shape of the vegetables immediately had me wondering what the difference in the penis size might be.
In bed that night I initiated sex with Paul for the first time since our honeymoon. He was quite surprised but being a man wasn’t about to turn me down! I got him hard with my hand and jumped on his cock riding him hard (also a first for our marriage, sex to this point had been a strictly missionary-man on top process). I tried to get myself off as I rode him playing with my clit and grinding on his cock, squeezing my vaginal muscles to make the most of his modest member. Unfortunately whenever I tried to increase the pace I would get over enthusiastic and his five inch cock would slip out of me. After about ten minutes of this, frustrated, I rolled on to my back and told Paul to “fuck me hard”. I had never been like this but Paul seemed to like it as he hurriedly slipped it in me and pounded away for all he was worth.
“Fuck my cunt, fuck me hard baby” I demanded but no sooner had these words left my lips than Paul had once again come to the party early, squirting a little dollop of his seed in me. I was just getting started but Paul was breathless.
“I liked that dear” he said in a very matter of fact voice “that was delightful”. Seconds later he was snoring. As usual I was left to ponder his poor performance. It was during this reverie that I thought I heard something stirring next door. Our bedroom shared a communal wall with John and Cynthia and late at night I was sometimes able to discern noises coming from the abutting townhouse.
I heard what I thought was a woman crying out and I wondered if John was a wife beater. Soon though, as the volume increased, I realised that the woman was crying out in ecstasy. My heart started pounding and I glanced at Paul who was soundly asleep. Once again I snuck my hand down to my vagina as I listened to the noises coming from next door. From the sound of things Cynthia was one lucky girl, she was moaning with the unbridled pleasure of a satisfied woman who could not contain her delight despite her best efforts. As I fiddled furiously with my clit I imagined it was me who John was fucking, pounding me with a cock the size of the cucumber I had sliced earlier that night (not like the little five inch carrot Paul had stuck in me for all of 10 minutes). It wasn’t long before I had made myself come again – it was fantastic but at the same time not enough.
In the afterglow of my self imposed orgasm I continued to listen to our new neighbours go at it. The sounds of Cynthia being pleasured didn’t die down for at least two hours – all the while Paul snored quietly beside me.
The next day Paul had once again gone to the office early – this was a regular fixture after we made love, I think he was justifiably embarrassed by his numerous sexual short comings. After I had breakfast, showered and dressed I went out the front door with the intention of doing some grocery shopping. As I stepped outside I noticed John was sitting on his front door step. I was glad it was a sunny day and I had placed on a short cotton dress that ended about halfway up my thighs. I like to think my legs are my best asset. The dress also hugged my chest making the most of my b-cup breasts. John took in his first glance of me laconically smiling and saying hello.
Suddenly I remembered the noises I had heard last night and just as suddenly remembered I had got myself off listening to them. I blushed as I returned John’s greeting. John came over and introduced himself, towering over me with his cathedral wide chest making me all aflutter. I felt myself get wet as I involuntarily glanced at his crotch remembering my fantasy from the night before. I was hardly listening to what he said I was so nervous but he had stopped talking and I realised that I was probably supposed to say introduce myself. Flustered all I could manage was “I’m Linda. I saw you with your shirt off yesterday” Freudian slip! I stumbled to cover it up “I mean I saw you moving in yesterday, and you had your… I mean I saw your tattoo. It was very interesting”.
“Yeah it’s an islander design” he said and went on to explain he had gone for a morning jog without his keys and Cynthia had left for work unwittingly locking him out. “Good first day in the place eh?” he joked.
Still blushing like a school girl I giggled a little too much at what was just a passing quip. I wondered if he could tell the effect he was having on me or whether he just thought I was crazy. “Would you like to come in and have a coffee while you wait?” I said before I had even really thought about inviting a strange man inside my house.
“Nah that’s okay, you were going somewhere weren’t you?” he replied “Besides Cynthia’ll be gone for like eight hours. I’ll try and break back in I think, I’m a dark fella I should be good at it. That was a joke” he added after I didn’t quite pick up on his humour. I blushed a little more and laughed awkwardly.
“Oh well if you can’t get in maybe when I get back?”
“We’ll see how we go” he said flashing me his charming smile of straight white teeth that made me weak at the knees. “Thanks eh” he added rubbing my bare upper arm in an innocent gesture of gratitude.
Flustered again by his touch I responded with only a shy school girl smile. As I drove down to the local supermarket I could have kicked myself for being such a gushing, callow idiot. I also realised that I wanted that Adonis of a man in my house. It may have been for this reason that I hurried out of the supermarket without half the items I wanted but with about three sizeable cucumbers I didn’t really require.
I returned home to find that John was still stuck outside his townhouse. “Can’t get in round the front” he informed me with his devastating smile setting off the butterflies in my stomach and the wetness in my crotch all over again “and I can’t get round the back without going through someone’s yard” he explained. This was the case as John and Cynthia were in the middle of the three townhouses on our block. “Do you mind if I go through your backyard?” he finished.
“Sure” I said, once again the blushing adolescent “we can have that coffee” I added as I tried to portray some kind of composure.
“Yeah great. Let me take those for you” he said taking my shopping bags, his singlet displaying his sizeable biceps flexing as he carried the bags to my door.
“Thank you” I gushed grinning like a Cheshire cat and then standing at the door stupidly for a few seconds “keys would help I suppose” I said groping in my bag as my eyes kept wanting to go to John’s muscular arms. Eventually I managed to fumble the key in the lock reminding me immediately of Paul’s inept attempts at achieving penetration.
I put the kettle on and John helped me unpack the groceries. At the bottom of the last bag John suddenly exclaimed “Wow you really like your cucumber eh?” holding one of the massive phallic shaped vegetables in either hand.
Again I blushed as I took them and placed them in the vegetable crisper. I deliberately bent at the waist instead of the knees to give John a view of thighs. In the dress I was wearing there was even a chance he could see my sensible cotton white panties. I realised that I hoped he could and it was all I could do not drop my knickers right there. I glanced over my shoulder to find John enjoying the view. He smiled at me knowingly as he handed me the last cucumber with me still bent over in front of him. As I took the vegetable off him our hands brushed and I had a quick mental image of him ripping my panties off and fucking me there with the cucumber.
A moment.
“What about that coffee” I said breaking the tension. Suddenly I pondered whether I really wanted this. I had this man in my house and he must have known by then that I wanted him but all of a sudden I had some misgivings.
We made small talk over our coffee and it looked like the moment may have passed. After he drained his cup John rose and said “I better get back in next door and have a shower. I probably stink after that jog”.
All misgivings vanished as at the same that I realised this man was about to leave my house the mention of a shower also made me picture him naked.
“Why don’t you have a shower here?” I said followed by an awkward little giggle that must have given me away. John thought for a few seconds.
To my great relief and excitement he agreed and I showed him the bathroom and where we kept the towels. He took his shirt off as he stood before the shower and I was able to admire his ab’s up close. I was intrigued by his tattoo. At close range there was a lot of detail I hadn’t noticed.
“Wow” I said intrigued “that’s a really lovely tattoo. It’s so… intricate” I knelt down to take a closer look and shyly traced it with my finger thrilling at his hard, hairless abdominal muscles – a welcome change from my husband’s hirsute paunch. I felt my vagina relax and open as my finger crept down to the top of his shorts. “How far does it go down?” I asked
“I’ll show you” he said as he lowered his shorts revealing his tattoo went all the way down to his pubic bone and as I took this in I suddenly noticed that I could see the top of his cock. And what a cock it was! It was only the second one I had seen as an adult and from it’s base I saw that John’s flaccid cock was thicker than Paul’s erection. John also shaved his pubic hair making his golden hued phallus even more beautiful. This contrasted to Paul’s hairy little pecker that was so unappealing when flaccid.
I looked up at John smiling and then looked back at the base of his cock. He let his shorts and jock fall to his ankles revealing his entire package. I couldn’t help but let out a gasp as I took in his magnificent manhood. It must have been at least six inches as it hung circumcised over a pair of balls contained in a shaven scrotum the size of a large orange. Almost in a trance I reached out and grabbed it at the base, it twitched at the touch forcing an expression of wonder from my lips.
I had never sucked a dick before that day. Paul’s pasty little pricklette was just the thing he stuck in me when the mood took him and was so unappealing. This object of masculinity in front of me was a thing of beauty and without hesitating I took the head to my lips, kissing the tip. Here was a real man’s cock and I realised that Paul was just a little boy and we had only been pretend fucking.
“Open wide” John said as he eased his hips forward. His cock was swiftly growing erect as it entered an inch or two into my virgin mouth. He pulled out again and tenderly said “You don’t do this much do you?”
“No” I said “I’m sorry” I felt I had left this MAN down and I felt like a failure as a woman “never” I added trying not to sob with the shame I felt.
“That’s okay, just relax. Put your lips over your teeth and I’ll do the rest”. I did as instructed and he slowly filled my mouth with cock. I never knew I could be filled with so much man meat as my jaws stretch wider than I thought they ever could to accommodate his worshipfully thick phallus. His cockhead hit the back of my throat and if my mouth wasn’t so full I would have choked. “Relax your throat babe” John said. Once again I obeyed and felt his cock go deep into my gullet. “You’re a natural at this kid” he said.
His cock was so big and hard and as he worked it in and out of my throat I could feel my pussy dripping wet, I finally felt like a woman. I began to play with myself and John didn’t fail to notice “You like sucking a cock do you?” he encouraged “You like being my little cock sucker huh?” I had never been talked to dirty before and this got me going. I managed to gurgle an affirmative response “You dirty little cock sucker” he continued picking up on my excitement “I’m going to fuck your face hard. Would you like that huh?”. Once again I gurgled the same noise and he began to drive his cock in and out of my throat like there was no tomorrow. Saliva was dripping down my cheeks as I took his cock like a starving dog all the while frigging myself silly as the warmth in my cunt built up. John suddenly pulled out “Let’s get somewhere a little more comfortable” he sad lifting me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I had longed for Paul to take me like this but the closest he had come was rubbing his little boy’s willy on my thigh for a few seconds before sticking the little thing in.
John carried me across the threshold of my bedroom and placed me on my marital bed so I was on my back with my only my head off the side. “Now to fuck your pretty little face properly” he said as he placed his fully erect ten inches in my throat again. The new angle was much more comfortable for me and meant I could take all of his prodigious manhood. It also allowed John to lean over and start playing with my cunt as he fucked my throat like there was no tomorrow. Paul had never touched me down there and before that moment myself and my gynaecologist were the only people to touch my vagina. John found my clit with his thumb and worked two of his thick sausage fingers into my hole. I started to come as I had never come before and John pulled his cock out to allow me to enjoy the moment and I screamed my ecstasy into his balls as they dangled impressively above my face.
Quick as a flash John had spun me round on the bed and had my legs spread wide. “Yes, yes oh give me that big dick John” I implored “fuck me good!”
John brought the tip of his huge member to my soaking wet hole. “You ever had a cock this big honey?”
I shook my head no “only my husband’s” I added as he slowly pushed the tip of his enormous cock into me. His dick must have been three times the size around as Paul’s and my pussy was already stretched wider than it ever had been. It was pain and pleasure all in one as he slowly worked another few inches in. Even as I was about to ask him to stop he did so, working only the first few inches in and out allowing me to adjust to his vastly superior size. After a few minutes of this I was red hot and ready to go. “Put it all in” I cried in ecstasy.
John was going to enjoy the moment though “so your husband, how big is he?” I signalled his short length with my thumb and forefinger on one hand. John laughed and it turned me on to have this leviathan of cock mocking my husband as I realised I had longed to do for so long. “Well get ready to be fucked properly” he said as he thrust the rest of his cock balls deep into me. It was like nothing I had experienced as I was filled to the brim by this amazing man. He held his cock there for half a minute allowing me to savour the feeling, he withdrew his cock out to the tip – a full ten inches – and then slowly worked it all the way back in. My first big cock had me coming right there, and not a pretend clitoral orgasm like the ones I had experienced over previous days. This was unbelievable, my whole body shivered and I could not contain myself as I found myself rubbing my nipples and seeing stars. I wasn’t sure if I could take much more of it without passing out but I also didn’t want it to stop.
John started to fuck me hard with his massive tool, pounding me for forty minutes harder than Paul could ever manage for more than forty seconds. All the while I was in paradise enjoying a level of physical pleasure I had never experienced before and I knew my pin dicked husband could never take me. I sreamed in ecstasy, I cried with pleasure and looked admiringly at the hung MAN who was inside me deeper than anyone had ever been and I knew from then on that only big would do. It IS so much better.
John started groaning as he approached the vinegar stroke “I’m going to come baby” he gasped. In a sudden desire to please this MAN it seemed only natural that I take his seed deep inside me. “Come in me baby, fill me with that man’s come”. I felt John tense and release a massive load deep inside me he pulled out and shot some more on to my tits – I had never seen come shoot so far! Paul was a dribbler. Two more squirts released even more come on to my belly, I had never seen so much semen. It seemed only natural for me to lap up the man’s cream I scooped it up with my finger and tasted his sweet semen.
We lay together holding each other and I lost track of time as I nestled my face into his muscular neck. When I awoke he was gone leaving me only a few minutes to clean up before Paul arrived home. I was quite sore from where John had split me open and I regarded that I had finally lost my virginity. Paul wouldn’t be getting lucky with his little thing for quite some time, John on the other hand was welcome any time.
The Science Project Part II
At the end of semester we had a dinner for our entire dorm. Glenda came up to stay with me so she could attend as all were welcome at the event. The dinner was great with a few awards handed out such as ‘messiest room’, ‘hairiest back’ and ‘biggest drinker’. At the end of the official function all students were invited to head to the after party in the function room of one of the local pubs. Glenda and I were having a great time and had already caught up the night before so we were keen to head along to the party.
A few hours into the party though my heart sank. The music stopped and one of the third year students, Paul took up the microphone on the stage. “And now with their annual First Year Cock Awards I’d like to introduce to the stage Carly, Danielle and Sarah.”
There was much applause from some of the more senior students, particularly the girls while the first year students looked at each other blankly. A number of the guys, like myself, were starting to sweat.
“What’s going on” asked Glenda who was next to me holding my hand. I shook my head as I watched the three girls take the stage once again dressed in their lab coats my throat getting dryer by the second.
“Thank you ladies and gentlemen. As most of you know it is an annual tradition amongst our dorm for the senior girls to organise the rating of the first year boys’ willies” Dani announced “we had some interesting results this year” she continued “and moving right along we’d like to present the award for longest schlong. John Spositi are you here?”
“Yeah!” yelled Johnny
“Please come up on stage and receive your prize” said Dani “at 215 millimetres or 8 and one half inches you have the longest schlong of all” the crowd went into rapturous applause as John came up on stage to receive a small trophy.
“Congratulations John” said Dani as he left stage “and now for the thickest dick award, Carly”
Carly stepped to the mic as my hand became clammier “Dean Muir can you please bring your thick cock onto stage for us and receive your award. At 152 millimetres or just over six inches in girth you have the thickest dick of the current crop of first years.” Dean came up on stage slightly embarrassed and received his trophy “congratulations Dean. I look forward to working with you later tonight” added Carly with a mischievous grin as he left stage. I saw Glenda staring at Dean as he stood near us. I think she may have been trying to catch sight of his crotch. She quickly looked back at me and then eyes forward to stage when she noticed I had caught her. Once again I felt the stirring in my crotch as I realised my own modest credentials downstairs.
Awards were also presented for biggest balls and most endurance. Then the moment I had dreaded approached. “Of course that’s not all we’re here to recognise tonight” said Dani “We have to also recognised the other end of the cock spectrum, and this year we have a run away loser, I mean leader.” My heart sank as I hoped to god that what was about to happen was somehow going to stop.
“The wee-est pee-pee at 110 millimeters or four and one third inches long” the crowd burst out laughing as my penis began to swell
“The thinnest pricklette at 103 millimetres or four and one tenth inch around” laughter again.
“The smallest balls at approximately 80 millilitres volume” some people had tears in their eyes now
“and a lightning quick zero point 84 seconds from the handjob test” the laughter intensified and someone even called out “that’s not possible!”.
“No our measurements are fully scientific” said Dani “I would like to add that this man, and I use the term loosely” more laughter as Dani worked the crowd beautifully and my cock was standing to full attention “has broken all records. He has the shortest and thinnest erecetion in the seven years that this dorm has been taking records. He has the smallest balls on record and broke the previous record for ejaculation by twenty seven seconds! This represents the first time we’ve had to use decimals. A round of applause ladies and gentleman for Derek Henderson!!”
I wanted to find a hole to crawl down as all the people in my vicinity began to point and laugh.
“Up on stage Derek, don’t be shy” said Dani. Glenda let go of my hand as I was shoved toward stage by a group of third year girls. Carly got a chant going as I was pushed forwards.
“PEE-WEE, PEE-WEE, PEE-WEE” chanted the crowd as I was hauled up on stage.
“Well Derek, we don’t have any trophies for you because, let’s face it, you don’t deserve an award but I think we all want to see your little record breaker am I right”
“No way!” I yelled outraged but as it turned out I didn’t really have a choice the gaggle of girls that had dragged up onto the platform ripped my pants from me despite my struggling and there I stood on display, naked from the waist down and to my utter humiliation fully erect.
“Well let’s thank the little record breaker everyone” the crowd was guffawing with laughter as my tiny member stood saluting the crowd.
“Thank you Derek. That will be all” said Dani as I exited stage covering my tiny little package with both hands and looking vainly for where pants had got to. “That concludes our presentation for this evening. A full posting of results will be available on the notice board at the dorms tomorrow. We have also posted them at the bar so girls, you know what you’re going to get.”
As I desperately went about the crowd trying to find my pants Glenda found me “you let those girls jerk you off?” she demanded
“I thought it was for a science project”
“You fucking arsehole!” she snarled at me “I let you stick that little thing in me and YOU cheat on ME! Fuck you!” with that she kneed me square in my bare balls sending me crashing to the ground. At the commotion a small crowd had formed and they cheered loudly as I hit the deck and Glenda stormed off.
“Aww poor pee-wee” someone said. It was John “Long Schlong” Spositi. The group packed up laughing again. I managed to borrow a towel from one of the bar staff which I wrapped around my waist for the walk home. I got back and realised Glenda had my room keys in her bag, God knew where she had got to. I had no option but to wait for her to come back and beg her forgiveness.
Part II – Back at the Dorm
As I sat there musing over the events that evening I noticed a large A2 sheet of paper on the notice board at the end of the hall. I knew straight away what it was but couldn’t help have a look. It made grim reading: -
The Cock Report
By Carly Smith, Daniel Mason and Sarah Conlan
I stood before the notice board realising my inadequacy. My dick was shorter and thinner by some margin any of the other guys in my year level. I remembered Dani saying that I was the smallest in all measurements in seven years of this perverted measuring taking place. The place was silent as I reached the grim realisation, everyone else was out at the party. Every girl there knew I was teeny tiny where it counted and the only girl who’d ever let me fuck her hated my guts. All this and I was once again hard downstairs, pitching a pathetic little tent in the towel that hid my inadequacy.
The silence was broken by one of the entrance doors slamming. I heard a girl laughing and the low tones of a man’s voice. I crept back to my dorm room door and hoped after my public humiliation that they would go to another floor. I wasn’t so lucky. It was Jerry Callaghan who I now knew had a much bigger and thicker cock than me. On his arm was none other than Danielle Mason. I knew that Jerry lived a few doors down from me and that they would have to walk past me to get there.
“Hey pee wee” said Dani happily as if nothing had happened and it was perfectly normal to call me pee wee. Jerry just smirked at me as if to say “hey we both know how much more of a man I am”. I looked only at the floor as they walked past. I looked up to see them kissing passionately before Jerry’s door “I can’t wait to get that cock inside me big boy” Dani said rubbing Jerry’s crotch. Jerry opened the door. “I’ll be in soon baby, I gotta pee” said Dani
“Hurry back” said Jerry going into his room
Dani didn’t need to pee at all. She simply wanted to tease me some more, I think she really got off on it “Poor little pee wee didn’t get a date at the dance huh?” she jibed “You know, I saw your girl talking to our Long Schlong and Thick Dick award winners. I wonder where she is now? Probably being fucked by their big, fat cocks right now. Ooooooo “ she said noticing my re-pitched tent “you like that don’t you pee wee. Maybe you should come and listen at the door while I get fucked by a Jerry’s monster.” As she said this she rubbed my cock through the towel. “Very good, you lasted more than three seconds there” she laughed and then suddenly grabbed the towel from me and ran into Jerry’s room leaving me once again naked from the waist down, locked out of my room with a hard on that demanded release.
It wasn’t long before I could hear Dani and Jerry going at it. It seemed Dani was being very vocal and I’m sure it was for my benefit. “Oh yeah fuck me with your monster Jerry, fuck me with that monster cock. Ohhhh it’s so big, you’re so big. Fuck me good baby, fuck me hard”. I was so horny, hearing Dani get what I knew was a vastly superior penis had me ready to explode. I was just about to start to pull myself when another couple started walking toward me down the hall.
“I thought I’d find you hear” said the girl whose voice I recognised “lost your towel huh?” teased Glenda as she stood now before me with none other than Dean “Thick Dick” Muir with his arm around her. I quickly covered my tiny package with my hands as Dani’s conspicuous moans continued. “Wow sounds like someone’s getting a good fuck” said Glenda “I think it’s about my turn. What do you think Dean? Are you keen to fuck me in Derek’s bed?”
“Sure am” replied Dean. I wanted to punch him in the face but Dean was not only twice my size in the pants he was also much bigger than me all round. With my slender frame and his muscular stature I wouldn’t have stood a chance. I was also turned on by the thought of Glenda being fucked by what I knew was the thickets cock in the dorm.
Glenda unlocked my door “Now you’re going to know what it’s like to be cheated on you fucking little prick” she snarled “I can’t wait to get a real dick”. That was enough for me and I came right then and there. “Holy shit, you pathetic little turd you like it! Hey Dean, he just came” she laughed. Dean joined in the laughter as they entered my room.
“I guess you can listen if you like” said Glenda, following Dean into the room she left the door slightly ajar and kept the lights off. I heard them giggling and moaning alternately and soon after I heard my girlfriend crying out in pleasure. I was becoming hard again as I heard her expressing her pleasure to Dean “Oh my god you eat pussy so well baby. Oh shit I’m gonna come oh OH OHHHHHHH yeah. Oh shit you’re so good. Oh my god Oh OHHHHHH OHHHHHH. She was climaxing again and again and I was fully erect all over again. I couldn’t help myself. I snuck into the room closing the door quietly behind me. The room was dimly lit with some security lights from the campus providing me with a silhouette of the couple on the bed that abutted my room’s window.
“Oh fuck yeah! Let me suck that big thing” said Glenda who had never sucked my dick before calling it “icky”. Dean stood to take off his pants and from my vantage point I had the perfect profile of his huge thick cock. I looked down at my tiny offering and realised the vast superiority of Dean’s member. Glenda couldn’t help but notice either “Oh my god it’s so much bigger than Derek’s. That’s huge. I gotta have it!” With that she started gobbling on his cock with gusto cramming his huge member into her mouth. I could hear her gagging and mumbling as she clearly savoured the mass of meat she had in her mouth. I could also tell she was fingering herself as she sucked breaking from her fellating of the massive pole to say things like “Oh I’m so wet just from sucking this cock. It was never like this with Derek”
Eventually it was too much for her “Oh Dean put that thing in me now. I gotta have it, I need a real cock. I’ve been fucking a tiny dick for so long now. Fill me like I’ve never been filled before” she beseeched and Dean was only too happy to oblige. He pushed her back and spread her legs wide holding onto her thighs as he pushed her ankles back over her head. We had only ever done missionary.
From side on I could see his thick cock poised at her tight opening. “Damn you’re wet girl” said Dean as he started to push into her.
“OH FUCK IT’S SO THICK!” said Glenda “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD” she kept screaming as Dean fed her more of his thick dick. “Please be gentle, it’s so big” I heard Glenda say so subserviently. She had been able to talk about shopping while I was in her and here she was begging for mercy through clenched teeth.
“Don’t worry girl, we’ll go nice and slow” said Dean “for now. I got to stretch you out”
“Oh yeah stretch me baby” said Glenda panting for breath as Dean slowly worked his first few inches back and forth “oh stretch me” she continued as Dean started to build up a quicker rhythm “oh fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah” yelled Glenda like a crazed animal. I had never seen her like this. “Oh fuck year, oh it’s so thick, oh my god it’s so damn good! AHHHHHHHHHH” she squealed as Dean gave her his full length and held it there for a few moments allowing Glenda to adjust “OH MY GOD I’M GONNA COME! OH FUCK ME HARD WITH THAT FAT COCK, FUCK ME HAR-ARRRRRRRD. OHHHHHHHH” Glenda was climaxing as never before screaming her pleasure to the ceiling as Dean pounded into her harder and harder. “IT’S SO BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG OHHHHHHHH FUCK YEAHHHHHHHH”
“Oh shit I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come” yelled Dean.
“COME INSIDE ME WITH THAT FAT COCK BABY COME INSIDE ME!!” Glenda had never let me come inside her she made sure we always used protection.
Dean groaned loudly and I could see him thrust deeply into Glenda as he continued to groan. After a few more pumps that I knew were injecting his seed into Glenda he collapsed on her panting. With that I shot for the second time that night without touching my dick.
“That was so good baby. I’ve been missing out until now” Glenda gasped at him in a whisper “thank you so much.” They kissed deeply and then Dean got up and began to dress again. I ducked down under my desk so he wouldn’t see me and with one last deep kiss of my admiring girlfriend he was gone.
“Oh Derek he was so much better than you. I don’t think I can respect you as a man anymore” Glenda said. She’d known I was there the whole time! “You can sleep in the wet spot if you want, I’m going to sleep now and in the morning I’m going home. I never want to see you or your cheating little dick again. You hear me?”
“Glenda I’m so sorry I…” I began
“Listen Derek, we could work at it and I might forgive you but I’m never, ever going to want that puny little dick inside me again. I’m sorry, you’re just not enough of a man. Now fuck up and let me sleep or fuck off somewhere else.” Soon she was slumbering contentedly as I lay in the wet spot holding her in my arms, crying myself to sleep. When I woke up she was gone. I never spoke to Glenda again but I’ll never forget how much I loved watching my girl enjoy a big cock.
A few hours into the party though my heart sank. The music stopped and one of the third year students, Paul took up the microphone on the stage. “And now with their annual First Year Cock Awards I’d like to introduce to the stage Carly, Danielle and Sarah.”
There was much applause from some of the more senior students, particularly the girls while the first year students looked at each other blankly. A number of the guys, like myself, were starting to sweat.
“What’s going on” asked Glenda who was next to me holding my hand. I shook my head as I watched the three girls take the stage once again dressed in their lab coats my throat getting dryer by the second.
“Thank you ladies and gentlemen. As most of you know it is an annual tradition amongst our dorm for the senior girls to organise the rating of the first year boys’ willies” Dani announced “we had some interesting results this year” she continued “and moving right along we’d like to present the award for longest schlong. John Spositi are you here?”
“Yeah!” yelled Johnny
“Please come up on stage and receive your prize” said Dani “at 215 millimetres or 8 and one half inches you have the longest schlong of all” the crowd went into rapturous applause as John came up on stage to receive a small trophy.
“Congratulations John” said Dani as he left stage “and now for the thickest dick award, Carly”
Carly stepped to the mic as my hand became clammier “Dean Muir can you please bring your thick cock onto stage for us and receive your award. At 152 millimetres or just over six inches in girth you have the thickest dick of the current crop of first years.” Dean came up on stage slightly embarrassed and received his trophy “congratulations Dean. I look forward to working with you later tonight” added Carly with a mischievous grin as he left stage. I saw Glenda staring at Dean as he stood near us. I think she may have been trying to catch sight of his crotch. She quickly looked back at me and then eyes forward to stage when she noticed I had caught her. Once again I felt the stirring in my crotch as I realised my own modest credentials downstairs.
Awards were also presented for biggest balls and most endurance. Then the moment I had dreaded approached. “Of course that’s not all we’re here to recognise tonight” said Dani “We have to also recognised the other end of the cock spectrum, and this year we have a run away loser, I mean leader.” My heart sank as I hoped to god that what was about to happen was somehow going to stop.
“The wee-est pee-pee at 110 millimeters or four and one third inches long” the crowd burst out laughing as my penis began to swell
“The thinnest pricklette at 103 millimetres or four and one tenth inch around” laughter again.
“The smallest balls at approximately 80 millilitres volume” some people had tears in their eyes now
“and a lightning quick zero point 84 seconds from the handjob test” the laughter intensified and someone even called out “that’s not possible!”.
“No our measurements are fully scientific” said Dani “I would like to add that this man, and I use the term loosely” more laughter as Dani worked the crowd beautifully and my cock was standing to full attention “has broken all records. He has the shortest and thinnest erecetion in the seven years that this dorm has been taking records. He has the smallest balls on record and broke the previous record for ejaculation by twenty seven seconds! This represents the first time we’ve had to use decimals. A round of applause ladies and gentleman for Derek Henderson!!”
I wanted to find a hole to crawl down as all the people in my vicinity began to point and laugh.
“Up on stage Derek, don’t be shy” said Dani. Glenda let go of my hand as I was shoved toward stage by a group of third year girls. Carly got a chant going as I was pushed forwards.
“PEE-WEE, PEE-WEE, PEE-WEE” chanted the crowd as I was hauled up on stage.
“Well Derek, we don’t have any trophies for you because, let’s face it, you don’t deserve an award but I think we all want to see your little record breaker am I right”
“No way!” I yelled outraged but as it turned out I didn’t really have a choice the gaggle of girls that had dragged up onto the platform ripped my pants from me despite my struggling and there I stood on display, naked from the waist down and to my utter humiliation fully erect.
“Well let’s thank the little record breaker everyone” the crowd was guffawing with laughter as my tiny member stood saluting the crowd.
“Thank you Derek. That will be all” said Dani as I exited stage covering my tiny little package with both hands and looking vainly for where pants had got to. “That concludes our presentation for this evening. A full posting of results will be available on the notice board at the dorms tomorrow. We have also posted them at the bar so girls, you know what you’re going to get.”
As I desperately went about the crowd trying to find my pants Glenda found me “you let those girls jerk you off?” she demanded
“I thought it was for a science project”
“You fucking arsehole!” she snarled at me “I let you stick that little thing in me and YOU cheat on ME! Fuck you!” with that she kneed me square in my bare balls sending me crashing to the ground. At the commotion a small crowd had formed and they cheered loudly as I hit the deck and Glenda stormed off.
“Aww poor pee-wee” someone said. It was John “Long Schlong” Spositi. The group packed up laughing again. I managed to borrow a towel from one of the bar staff which I wrapped around my waist for the walk home. I got back and realised Glenda had my room keys in her bag, God knew where she had got to. I had no option but to wait for her to come back and beg her forgiveness.
Part II – Back at the Dorm
As I sat there musing over the events that evening I noticed a large A2 sheet of paper on the notice board at the end of the hall. I knew straight away what it was but couldn’t help have a look. It made grim reading: -
The Cock Report
By Carly Smith, Daniel Mason and Sarah Conlan
| Rank | Name | Length (mm) | Length (inches) | Girth (mm) | Girth (inches) | Time |
| 1 | John Spositi | 215 | 8.53 | 138 | 5.48 | 8min 28sec |
| 2 | Jerry Callaghan | 198 | 7.86 | 145 | 5.75 | 12min 03sec |
| 3 | Mark Abel | 193 | 7.66 | 126 | 5.00 | 3min 42sec |
| 4 | Daniel Muir | 191 | 7.58 | 152 | 6.03 | 9min 14sec |
| 5 | Albert Davies | 186 | 7.38 | 141 | 5.60 | 10min 23sec |
| 6 | Bryan Arlington | 184 | 7.30 | 143 | 5.67 | 2min 49sec |
| 7 | Steve Bennet | 182 | 7.22 | 133 | 5.28 | 7min 02sec |
| 8 | Peter Parker | 180 | 7.14 | 123 | 4.88 | 1min 58sec |
| 9 | Daniel Gianni | 179 | 7.10 | 131 | 5.20 | 18min 19sec |
| 10 | Tim Byrne | 177 | 7.02 | 120 | 4.76 | 8min 37sec |
| 11 | Vince Gioutsos | 176 | 6.98 | 127 | 5.04 | 43sec |
| 12 | Frank Koloukis | 175 | 6.94 | 140 | 5.56 | 7min 14sec |
| 13 | Brad Mills | 172 | 6.83 | 119 | 4.72 | 3min 59sec |
| 14 | Sean Hargreaves | 172 | 6.83 | 122 | 4.84 | 5 min 47sec |
| 15 | George Watangi | 171 | 6.79 | 135 | 5.36 | 11min 09sec |
| 16 | Liam Childs | 168 | 6.67 | 118 | 4.68 | 55sec |
| 17 | Aoki Sato | 165 | 6.55 | 112 | 4.44 | 24min 16sec |
| 18 | Chilton Gaines | 164 | 6.51 | 126 | 5.00 | 1min 00sec |
| 19 | Bradley Symington | 161 | 6.39 | 129 | 5.12 | 3min 18sec |
| 20 | Fred Grimes | 159 | 6.31 | 120 | 4.76 | 11min 45sec |
| 21 | Aaryn Jolly | 157 | 6.23 | 148 | 5.87 | 2min 38sec |
| 22 | Darryl Holloway | 154 | 6.11 | 117 | 4.64 | 33sec |
| 23 | Paul Smith | 150 | 5.95 | 130 | 5.16 | 4min 02sec |
| 24 | Harborw McKenzie | 149 | 5.91 | 122 | 4.84 | 3min 38sec |
| 25 | William Edwards | 145 | 5.75 | 126 | 5.00 | 12min 15sec |
| 26 | Ng Ho | 142 | 5.63 | 113 | 4.48 | 15min 32sec |
| 27 | Andrew Montague | 140 | 5.56 | 121 | 4.80 | 17min 19sec |
| 28 | Hai Hyung | 139 | 5.52 | 108 | 4.29 | 3min 21sec |
| 29 | Tse Sakamoto | 139 | 5.52 | 115 | 4.56 | 5min 35sec |
| 30 | John Adams | 135 | 5.36 | 118 | 4.68 | 14min 50sec |
| 31 | Phong Nguyen | 134 | 5.32 | 113 | 4.48 | 11min 30sec |
| 32 | Brad Storch | 127 | 5.04 | 125 | 4.96 | 10min 03sec |
| 33 | Derek Henderson | 110 | 4.37 | 103 | 4.09 | <1 sec |
I stood before the notice board realising my inadequacy. My dick was shorter and thinner by some margin any of the other guys in my year level. I remembered Dani saying that I was the smallest in all measurements in seven years of this perverted measuring taking place. The place was silent as I reached the grim realisation, everyone else was out at the party. Every girl there knew I was teeny tiny where it counted and the only girl who’d ever let me fuck her hated my guts. All this and I was once again hard downstairs, pitching a pathetic little tent in the towel that hid my inadequacy.
The silence was broken by one of the entrance doors slamming. I heard a girl laughing and the low tones of a man’s voice. I crept back to my dorm room door and hoped after my public humiliation that they would go to another floor. I wasn’t so lucky. It was Jerry Callaghan who I now knew had a much bigger and thicker cock than me. On his arm was none other than Danielle Mason. I knew that Jerry lived a few doors down from me and that they would have to walk past me to get there.
“Hey pee wee” said Dani happily as if nothing had happened and it was perfectly normal to call me pee wee. Jerry just smirked at me as if to say “hey we both know how much more of a man I am”. I looked only at the floor as they walked past. I looked up to see them kissing passionately before Jerry’s door “I can’t wait to get that cock inside me big boy” Dani said rubbing Jerry’s crotch. Jerry opened the door. “I’ll be in soon baby, I gotta pee” said Dani
“Hurry back” said Jerry going into his room
Dani didn’t need to pee at all. She simply wanted to tease me some more, I think she really got off on it “Poor little pee wee didn’t get a date at the dance huh?” she jibed “You know, I saw your girl talking to our Long Schlong and Thick Dick award winners. I wonder where she is now? Probably being fucked by their big, fat cocks right now. Ooooooo “ she said noticing my re-pitched tent “you like that don’t you pee wee. Maybe you should come and listen at the door while I get fucked by a Jerry’s monster.” As she said this she rubbed my cock through the towel. “Very good, you lasted more than three seconds there” she laughed and then suddenly grabbed the towel from me and ran into Jerry’s room leaving me once again naked from the waist down, locked out of my room with a hard on that demanded release.
It wasn’t long before I could hear Dani and Jerry going at it. It seemed Dani was being very vocal and I’m sure it was for my benefit. “Oh yeah fuck me with your monster Jerry, fuck me with that monster cock. Ohhhh it’s so big, you’re so big. Fuck me good baby, fuck me hard”. I was so horny, hearing Dani get what I knew was a vastly superior penis had me ready to explode. I was just about to start to pull myself when another couple started walking toward me down the hall.
“I thought I’d find you hear” said the girl whose voice I recognised “lost your towel huh?” teased Glenda as she stood now before me with none other than Dean “Thick Dick” Muir with his arm around her. I quickly covered my tiny package with my hands as Dani’s conspicuous moans continued. “Wow sounds like someone’s getting a good fuck” said Glenda “I think it’s about my turn. What do you think Dean? Are you keen to fuck me in Derek’s bed?”
“Sure am” replied Dean. I wanted to punch him in the face but Dean was not only twice my size in the pants he was also much bigger than me all round. With my slender frame and his muscular stature I wouldn’t have stood a chance. I was also turned on by the thought of Glenda being fucked by what I knew was the thickets cock in the dorm.
Glenda unlocked my door “Now you’re going to know what it’s like to be cheated on you fucking little prick” she snarled “I can’t wait to get a real dick”. That was enough for me and I came right then and there. “Holy shit, you pathetic little turd you like it! Hey Dean, he just came” she laughed. Dean joined in the laughter as they entered my room.
“I guess you can listen if you like” said Glenda, following Dean into the room she left the door slightly ajar and kept the lights off. I heard them giggling and moaning alternately and soon after I heard my girlfriend crying out in pleasure. I was becoming hard again as I heard her expressing her pleasure to Dean “Oh my god you eat pussy so well baby. Oh shit I’m gonna come oh OH OHHHHHHH yeah. Oh shit you’re so good. Oh my god Oh OHHHHHH OHHHHHH. She was climaxing again and again and I was fully erect all over again. I couldn’t help myself. I snuck into the room closing the door quietly behind me. The room was dimly lit with some security lights from the campus providing me with a silhouette of the couple on the bed that abutted my room’s window.
“Oh fuck yeah! Let me suck that big thing” said Glenda who had never sucked my dick before calling it “icky”. Dean stood to take off his pants and from my vantage point I had the perfect profile of his huge thick cock. I looked down at my tiny offering and realised the vast superiority of Dean’s member. Glenda couldn’t help but notice either “Oh my god it’s so much bigger than Derek’s. That’s huge. I gotta have it!” With that she started gobbling on his cock with gusto cramming his huge member into her mouth. I could hear her gagging and mumbling as she clearly savoured the mass of meat she had in her mouth. I could also tell she was fingering herself as she sucked breaking from her fellating of the massive pole to say things like “Oh I’m so wet just from sucking this cock. It was never like this with Derek”
Eventually it was too much for her “Oh Dean put that thing in me now. I gotta have it, I need a real cock. I’ve been fucking a tiny dick for so long now. Fill me like I’ve never been filled before” she beseeched and Dean was only too happy to oblige. He pushed her back and spread her legs wide holding onto her thighs as he pushed her ankles back over her head. We had only ever done missionary.
From side on I could see his thick cock poised at her tight opening. “Damn you’re wet girl” said Dean as he started to push into her.
“OH FUCK IT’S SO THICK!” said Glenda “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD” she kept screaming as Dean fed her more of his thick dick. “Please be gentle, it’s so big” I heard Glenda say so subserviently. She had been able to talk about shopping while I was in her and here she was begging for mercy through clenched teeth.
“Don’t worry girl, we’ll go nice and slow” said Dean “for now. I got to stretch you out”
“Oh yeah stretch me baby” said Glenda panting for breath as Dean slowly worked his first few inches back and forth “oh stretch me” she continued as Dean started to build up a quicker rhythm “oh fuck yeah, oh fuck yeah” yelled Glenda like a crazed animal. I had never seen her like this. “Oh fuck year, oh it’s so thick, oh my god it’s so damn good! AHHHHHHHHHH” she squealed as Dean gave her his full length and held it there for a few moments allowing Glenda to adjust “OH MY GOD I’M GONNA COME! OH FUCK ME HARD WITH THAT FAT COCK, FUCK ME HAR-ARRRRRRRD. OHHHHHHHH” Glenda was climaxing as never before screaming her pleasure to the ceiling as Dean pounded into her harder and harder. “IT’S SO BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG OHHHHHHHH FUCK YEAHHHHHHHH”
“Oh shit I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come” yelled Dean.
“COME INSIDE ME WITH THAT FAT COCK BABY COME INSIDE ME!!” Glenda had never let me come inside her she made sure we always used protection.
Dean groaned loudly and I could see him thrust deeply into Glenda as he continued to groan. After a few more pumps that I knew were injecting his seed into Glenda he collapsed on her panting. With that I shot for the second time that night without touching my dick.
“That was so good baby. I’ve been missing out until now” Glenda gasped at him in a whisper “thank you so much.” They kissed deeply and then Dean got up and began to dress again. I ducked down under my desk so he wouldn’t see me and with one last deep kiss of my admiring girlfriend he was gone.
“Oh Derek he was so much better than you. I don’t think I can respect you as a man anymore” Glenda said. She’d known I was there the whole time! “You can sleep in the wet spot if you want, I’m going to sleep now and in the morning I’m going home. I never want to see you or your cheating little dick again. You hear me?”
“Glenda I’m so sorry I…” I began
“Listen Derek, we could work at it and I might forgive you but I’m never, ever going to want that puny little dick inside me again. I’m sorry, you’re just not enough of a man. Now fuck up and let me sleep or fuck off somewhere else.” Soon she was slumbering contentedly as I lay in the wet spot holding her in my arms, crying myself to sleep. When I woke up she was gone. I never spoke to Glenda again but I’ll never forget how much I loved watching my girl enjoy a big cock.
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