Don’t Judge a Book…
Oca 5, 2021 // By:analsex // No Comment
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This is an exaggerated retelling of something that happened to me and a friend.
As a warning, this story contains excessive cock size and cum inflation, so if that isn’t your thing, this story might not be for you.
You should never judge a book by its cover or so they say, and I found that out the hard way. The REALLY hard way.
I was with my friends on a night out, I had just turned 21 so we were painting the town red. My 36DD tits were only barely contained by the tight black dress I was wearing, the hem of it ending just below my ass cheeks. I was the hottest girl around and I wanted everyone to know. We owned every club and bar we walked into before heading out to claim more as our own. As we walked victoriously into what would become the final stop of the night I noticed a boy sat on his own at the back of the room.
“Is that Curtis?” I asked my best friend Emma.
“Oh my god, Sian, it totally is!”
Curtis had been in the same year group as us at college and he had kept himself to himself, not really mixing much with anyone else. He was relatively tall and sort of good looking in the right light. What made me remember him was what he was wearing. He had these hideous, oversized, baggy jogging bottoms on that made him look like an MC Hammer reject, and wore them everywhere.
“I can’t believe he’s still wearing those things,” said Emma.
“I heard that he wears them to hide the fact that he has a really small cock,” said one of my other girlfriends, prompting giggles from the rest of the party.
“Don’t be so mean,” I said, “I’m sure he’s at least adequate…”
We all howled with laughter, I suppose it was a good job he couldn’t hear us.
“You know what you should do?” said Emma. “You should go and find out.”
“You heard me, go over, flirt with him a little, maybe give him a flash of those ‘adequate’ tits of yours and see if you can convince him that want him all up inside you.”
“First of all, fuck you, my tits are more than adequate, secondly, just because I’m working with catalopes and you’re working with impossibly perky braless watermelons doesn’t mean I’m small, and thirdly I’m not hoaring myself out just to see a tiny cock.”
“Ok, ok, let’s make this worthwhile, I’ll give you $100 if you do it.”
“Oh so I’m a prostitute now?”
Emma grinned, “driving a hard bargain eh? Ok $150, but you have to get pictures too.”
“You’re a terrible person,” I said, forcing away a smile.
“Yeah you’re right, I didn’t think you had the guts to do it anyway…”
Emma knew how to push my buttons, and getting me to do stupid things was a particular interest of hers.
“$150 and a picture?”
She nodded, grinning from ear to ear, knowing she was about to get her way.
“Fine, but I’m not touching it or anything.”
I downed the last of my drink, checked that my hair and my tits still looked amazing, and sidled over to Curtis.
“Hi Curtis!” I shouted over the music as I leant in to give him a hug. He had a bemused look on his face. “It’s me, Sian, from college, remember?”
“Of course I do,” he said softly, “I’m just surprised you remembered me.”
Aww, bless him. “How could I forget you Curtis.”
“Well we never talked much,” he said as he shifted about uncomfortably.
“Well you know how things are at college with all the cliques and groups and stuff, I just never got a chance to really introduce myself.” I steeled myself for what I was about to say. “Plus it’s really difficult to start a conversation with someone you have a crush on…” I sat myself down on his lap. If this was turning him on, maybe I could just feel it through his trousers and my skirt and leave him in peace, but nothing. Maybe he really did have a tiny dick?
“Y-You,” he stammered, “had a crush on me?”
This was working. “Of course,” I said moving my cleavage towards his face. “Didn’t you have a crush on me?”
“Um, yeah of course but, you, I mean, you were so hot…”
“Were so hot, you mean I’m not hot now?”
He stumbled over his words in response, I almost felt sorry for the guy.
“Listen,” I said, “don’t worry about that, I’m just teasing you, it’s called flirting ok?”
“So you do actually feel attracted to me then?” he stammered.
I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “do you want me to show you?”
I took him by the hand and began to lead him to the women’s bathroom. I shot a glance at Emma, who was almost bent double with laughter. That $150 was as good as mine.
I pushed him into a cubicle and closed the door. I looked down at those hideous joggers, still no movement.
“Would you like to feel my tits?”
He looked amazed and nodded. I lead his hand to my right breast where it just rested.
“You can give them a feel you know,” I giggled.
“I’m sorry,” he said, “they’re just so amazing.” ‘Adequate’ my ass.
He gently caressed and fondled them, as if he had bahis firmaları never touched real ones before. Still no movement in his joggers. I was growing impatient.
“Do you have anything for me to feel?”
“Oh, um, well, there’s something you should know about my, well, um, size.”
Ha, I knew it. “It’s ok, it’s what you do with it,” I purred.
I grabbed at the waistline of his joggers and started to slowly pull them down.
Expecting to see next to nothing, I was surprised when I found there was more cock than I had anticipated. In fact a LOT more cock than I anticipated. As I kept pulling them down I was yet to see the tip until finally they were past his knees and I could see it all.
“Oh my god Curtis, it’s, it’s huge!” It was me stuttering now. I had never seen such a massive cock in my life. The bet faded away in my mind as I stared at his impressive length and girth. It must have been over a foot long at least.
“I did try and warn you,” said Curtis nervously.
“It’s ok, I just, wow!”
A thought suddenly struck me; his cock was indeed hanging there, hanging there! I didn’t think he was hard yet!
“Curtis, are you, you know, hard?”
“Um, no I don’t think so…”
“It gets bigger?” I thought for a moment. “So this is why you always wear such baggy clothes?”
“Yeah, otherwise it’s really uncomfortable.”
All of a sudden I realised that I wanted, no needed to see this cock hard. I gingerly reached out my hand. “Can I touch it?”
“Yeah,” he said.
I couldn’t fit my hand around the sheer size of it, and it weighed down my hand quite considerably.
“I wanna see it full size Curtis.” Bet be damned, I was transfixed by this gargantuan cock. I started stroking the full length of him before he could protest. He started to let out little moans of pleasure, but my attention was already diverted to his now slowly engorging cock.
“Holy fuck Curtis.” His cock now at full mass, it was almost touching the cubicle door, throbbing and twitching as it hung impossibly in the air. There was barely room left to move in the cubicle. I could feel my pussy was soaking wet, the thong I was wearing struggling to contain my juices. I knew what I wanted, but the sheer size of him meant we needed more room.
“Will it take long to go back down?” I asked
Curtis looked bemused and a little upset. “Don’t worry,” I said, “I’m not leaving you high and dry, we need more space.” Curtis looked down at his huge cock, looked back to me and gave a slight nod.
“You wait here, I’m going to go and say goodbye to the people I came here with and then we’ll… well we’ll see what happens from there.” I paused, about to leave, “oh one more thing,” I snapped a picture of his outrageous member on my phone. “Back in a minute…”
I strode back over to Emma and the girls, all visibly giggling to each other. “So, are the rumours true,” said Emma, “is he hiding something with those godawful trousers of his?”
“You have no idea.” I pulled Emma to one side and showed her the picture on my phone.
“What the fuck?!” she exclaimed. “That’s not real, there’s no way!”
“100% real, trust me, I’ve felt it…”
Emma was staring at the picture with the same look of wonderment I had. “I have to see this for myself,” she proclaimed. I didn’t suppose Curtis would mind another woman gawking at his manhood so I led Emma to the cubicle we had been using. Curtis was stood there with his trousers pulled back up, clearly back to soft size looking incredibly nervous.
“Curtis, you remember Emma yeah?”
“Yeah I do, what’s going on?”
“Well Emma wanted to see for herself what you showed me, I didn’t think you’d mind.”
Emma was already impatiently staring as his midsection.
“Um, ok, if you say so.”
He once again dropped his trousers. Emma let out an audible gasp as she beheld his mammoth cock.
“Holy fuck!” she said through heavy breath. She reached out to grab the swinging elephants trunk, not bothering to ask first, and held it in her hand. The sight of Emma holding this huge cock was turning me on in ways I didn’t know I felt before.
“And it gets bigger?” she said almost anxiously.
“Much bigger,” I confirmed.
She finally let go as his massive meat swung back down and he quickly pulled his trousers back up. As she stood up I could see her thick nipples poking erect through the thin material of her dress. She was as aroused as I was. We gave each other a knowing look, one saved for moments when two minds are thinking the exact same thing. “Curtis,” I said. “Do you want to come with us?”
* * * * * *
We were back at my apartment. We had made our excuses to the rest of the girls before slipping away, Curtis in tow. I had told him to go and wait in my bedroom for us, and he obediently obliged. Myself and Emma were stood staring into my bathroom mirror.
“So how is this going to work?” asked Emma.
“What do you mean?”
“Well kaçak iddaa do we take it in turns or what?”
“Well as it’s my birthday I think I should go first, plus you’ve not seen him hard yet so you’ll get a chance to see what you’re up against.”
“Oh I plan to be up against it,” Emma giggled. She paused for a moment. “How much do you think you can take in?”
I thought for a moment. “Well I’ve never had more than six inches from a man, I’ve taken a 10 inch dildo before, but I guess we’ll see.” It was actually a very good question; in my lust for this inhumanly large cock I hadn’t considered the physical possibilities.
“Well whatever happens you are gonna need to be wetter than you ever have been,” piped up Emma.
“Oh I have that covered,” I said, lifting up my skirt to reveal my sodden knickers.
“Holy shit,” said Emma. She moved towards me and ran a finger between my exposed skin and the edge of my thong, sending a sudden shiver of pleasure through my body and amassing a stream of my pussy juices on her finger. She gazed back at me for a moment, a sly grin appearing on her face before licking the juices dripping off her finger. “You taste good,” she purred. “You want to try?”
Before I knew it her lips were on mine, her tongue sliding into my mouth. I could feel her erect nipples brushing against my own, now rapidly hardening. I had wondered before what it would be like to kiss Emma, but it was only now with her body pressed against mine that I realised how much I had wanted her, how much I wanted to suck those super sized tits of hers and how much I would love to taste her own pussy.
She suddenly drew back, before glancing down at my now throbbing pussy. I could feel a steady trickle of my juices down my inner thighs. “Much better,” she said with a wink. “Now let’s go and ride that cock, birthday girl.”
* * * * *
Curtis was pacing the room as we both walked in.
“Are you ready for us Curtis?” I asked making no attempt to mask the lust in my voice.
“Um, yeah,” he said, almost trembling.
“Then let’s begin,” said Emma, walking towards him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and sat him down on the end of my bed. Running her hands downwards, she removed his top, me looking onwards and enjoying the scene. Her hands ran back down his torso and removed his pants and trousers in one movement. His oversized endowment flopped onto the bed, just hanging over the edge. “Are you going to get hard for us Curtis?” Emma said with as much lust in her voice as I was feeling.
“Curtis likes big tits, don’t you honey?” I said breathilly. “You got super hard after feeling mine in the cubicle.”
“Oh really?” said Emma with an almost wicked glint in her eye. She knelt before Curtis’ crotch before lifting her dress over her head allowing her two huge watermelon sized tits to fall and rest on Curtis’ lap. He almost looked white with shock. I don’t think he’d ever seen real tits before. “You like these big boy?” He nodded, mouth agape and wordless.
She reached between his legs and took his mountainous cock in her hands, placing the tip on her chest before wrapping her pert but soft tits around his shaft. Almost immediately his cock began to spasm and twitch. She moved her tits up and down his expanding length. “That’s it big boy, we want you as big and hard as you can get.”
Curtis’ cock was already past Emma’s mouth and gaining size rapidly. Unable to take much more, I practically tore off my dress and my bra and joined Emma in rubbing his cock with my own tits. He let out a small moan as his cock swelled at the sensation of our combined effort. Taking a moment to admire our handiwork, I could see that his cock had taken all that it could, standing fully erect at what must have been almost 3 feet and the girth of a can of soda. Pulling his throbbing cock towards me, I placed my lips on the end of his helmet and gave an exploratory lick. There was no way I could fit him in my mouth, but I was determined to fit at least his tip in. I took a deep breath and stretched my mouth over him. A stream of precum immediately hit the back of my throat, almost a litre of the stuff I would say, and I greedily guzzled it down, it’s slightly sweet taste a pleasant surprise.
I pulled back to catch my breath, but Emma stepped in as I did so, taking his head and a few inches more into her mouth. She was making this a competition! I saw Curtis shudder as surely more of his sweet precum shot into Emma’s mouth, and I watched her neck convulse as she eagerly swallowed it all.
She stood back from him, panting and gazed into my eyes as if to say, “go ahead birthday girl.” I did not wait to be asked formally. I pushed a heavily breathing Curtis back on to the bed and stood with my legs astride him, his monolithic cock reaching above my waist. I removed my dripping wet thong and began to grind my pussy up and down his shaft, my gushing juices lubricating him as I did. I was ready for him.
“I want every single inch kaçak bahis you can fit inside me,” I commanded him. I pressed his head against my quivering pussy and started to lower myself onto him. He slid in with surprising ease, stretching my pussy to it’s absolute limit. I had never felt anything like it before. I came almost instantly letting out a long moan of pleasure. I could see Emma standing near the head of the bed now, one hand clutching one of her amazing tits, the other frantically rubbing her clit. The extra lubrication of my orgasm paired with the buckling of my knees caused me to fall further onto his cock, only stopping as he reached my back wall. I moaned in ecstasy at the feeling, the first time in my life anything long enough had been inside me to do that. I stared down at my usually flat stomach and saw the outline of his cock bulging out from my abdomen. There was still a good foot and a half of cock not enveloped by my hungry pussy, so I slid up and down his cock trying to force more in, clenching my pussy muscles trying to squeeze the same pleasure through him as I felt. Emma was cumming at the head of the bed, her moans echoing through the room as I thrust harder and faster, gaining an inch more each time until suddenly I felt Curtis shudder and his cock begin to gorge. He was about to cum and I was ready to take all of his seed.
I felt his hot cum shoot into the back of my pussy with what felt like the force of a firehose. He was filling every last inch of me with it and it felt incredible. I felt a strange sensation in my stomach, as if I had eaten a large meal, and looked down to see my stomach expanding like a slowly inflating water balloon, the skin stretching under the pressure. I didn’t care, this felt so good that he could have blown me up to the size of a house and I wouldn’t have cared. After what felt like an eternity of bliss, he finally stopped. I gazed down at my bloated, distended stomach, looking like I was about to give birth to triplets and unmounted his cock, collapsing beside him.
“Oh, my, god,” I panted.
“Was that ok?” he asked. “It was my first time…”
“Your first time?” I said with a mixture of shock and pride that no other woman had ever felt what I just did from him. My stomach had begun to slowly deflate as his cum poured out of my stretched pussy.
“Your first time,” echoed Emma. “Well perhaps you’d like to pop another cherry?”
Emma climbed onto the top end of the bed and turned presenting her generously proportioned ass to Curtis. “Take me in the ass big boy,” she said with the confidence of someone who had enjoyed anal sex many times before. I had never tried it but has heard from girlfriends that guys go wild over how tight the hole is. Obediently, he turned to face the waiting ass demanding his monster cock. I crawled over next to her ass, seeing her pussy dripping onto the bedsheets and shared a knowing look with Emma. At her silent behest, I grabbed his cock and positioned it at the opening of her tight, twitching asshole. Emma suddenly thrust back and I watched in awe as his cock freely penetrated her. “Oh fuuuuuuuck!” she cried in delight. A jet stream of cum shot from her pussy, soaking the mattress underneath. She began to thrust harder and harder backwards, each push bringing him further inside her, until I could see the familiar bulge of his cock jutting out just below her ribcage.
Emma turned to me with a frantic look. “I want to taste your pussy!” she demanded. I moved to the head of the bed, legs open and stretched in front of Emma, and she immediately started to lick my pussy with her long tongue. I was back in the haze of bliss as her tongue ran over my clit, sending orgasmic shivers through my spent body. I gazed into Curtis’ eyes as he was balls deep in Emma’s ass. “I want you to fill her with cum like you filled me Curtis,” I told him between moans.
“I want it all Curtis!” Emma screamed. Curtis obliged.
I saw the familiar shudder and swell of his cock as he pumped Emma full of cum. The sight of this drove me to orgasm, and I squirted my cum into Emma’s open mouth. She swallowed it greedily, and I began to see the familiar sight of her once flat stomach swelling and distending. “So full, so big, give me it all,” she almost seemed to whimper. And then it was over.
Emma slumped onto the bed exhausted and held slightly aloft by her now beachball sized stomach, and I saw the thick, white cum pouring out of her ass like a river. She turned over onto her back panting and spasming from left over orgasms. We gazed into each others eyes and shared a smile and then a laugh, out of both elation and relief.
I still dream of the night of my 21st birthday, my sheets soaked with pussy juice as I awake just as he penetrates me. Emma and I still fool around when we can, sharing a unique bond we can never hope to replicate, although she assures me that her fist in my ass is close to 10% what she felt that night, in which case it was amazing she was still breathing. We haven’t seen or heard from Curtis since that day, maybe he’s too embarrassed or too scared, but whatever the case, he taught me that a book is not the same as it’s cover, and if you look underneath you never know what you might find.
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