Carole's Interlude

[GTOK]

Carole got out of the taxi and stepped closer to the door. She was a bit disappointed in what she saw in the window - CLOSED. "Damn," Carole muttered to herself. "I really wanted her again. Hmmmmm," she thought to herself as she looked around. The bright afternoon sun was a magnet for people to be out to enjoy the day and the streets were beginning to get crowded. Just as Carole was about to turn around, her peripheral vision caught a movement inside the store. She stepped closer to the door and saw someone moving towards the back. She knocked on the door and the figure stopped. Carole pressed her face against the glass and saw that it was Stephanie.

Carole knocked again and Stephanie turned around. She stood frozen in place as she looked at Carole. "Guess she's shell-shcoked," Carole thought. "Maybe I gave it to her a bit too hard." Hey," Carole said loud enough for Stephanie to hear. She flashed a big smile that she hoped would calm Stephanie's nerves. But Stephanie didn't move - she stood stock-still as she gazed at Carole. "Can you open the door, please? I'd really like to talk to you for." Stephanie stood there for a long pause before she finally took a step towards the door. Carole stood up straight and smiled brightly, hoping her cheery disposition would put the stunned store-clerk at ease. When she reached the door, Carole saw that she was still very disheveled and looked like she'd been hit by a freight train. Stephanie slowly turned the lock on the door. When Carole heard the loud click of the lock, she opened the door and stepped inside.

Stephanie quickly backed away from the door and held on a rack of clothes as if bracing herself. Carole locked the door behind her and turned to face Stephanie.

"If I got a little too rough earlier, I'm really sorry," Carole said, trying to project sympathy.

Stephanie put her head down and muttered something Carole didn't understand.

"What was that, dear?" Carole said, stepping closer.

"I've never experienced anything like that before," Stephanie said, louder but just barely audible. "I … I …," she trailed off.

"You what?" Carole asked as she stepped closer still. Stephanie looked up at Carole and stared at her for a long minute. Then, without a word, she slowly went down on her knees and reached her hand underneath Carole's skirt.

"Yeh, that's it doll," Carole whispered softly. "It's all for you. I've been thinking about you all morning." Carole dropped her purse and quickly unzipped her skirt. Stephanie pulled it down and stared at the fat bulge protuding out, then down between Carole's legs and back between her large ass cheeks. Carole stepped out of the skirt and widened her stance. Stephanie hooked her fingers in Carole's panties and pulled them down quickly. Finally freed, Carole's big slab of beef fell from between her legs and swung forward in a large arc. Her fat balls seemed to explode from the silky confines of the panties and Stephanie marveled at just the thin material was able to contain so much meat.

Carole groaned as the weight from her soft cock stretched her groin muscles. "Mmmmmm on yeh, I love it when it drops like that. Feels so heavy and full. Why don't you take it in your hands and see how much it weighs," Carole commanded Stephanie. Before Carole was even able to finish the sentence, Stephanie already had the long root in her hands, her tongue slithering up long the shaft towards the thick base.

"Oh yeh, that tongue of yours feels soooooo good on my cock," Carole hissed. She took a couple of sidesteps to her right in order to make sure she was out of any direct line of sight from the door. "Suck it hard, bitch. Make it good and hard for me," Carole said, her voice turned a bit more stern. Stephanie responded immediately and took as much of the impossibly large head into her mouth. Carole widened her stance even further, her cock dropping a bit lower.

"My balls," Carole hissed. "Lick em. Suck em."

Stephanie did as she was told and lathered Carole's big heavy sac. Carole made little to no noise as she watched Stephanie, the only sound in the store was the sound of Stephanie's lips smacking wetly against her package. She had always been relatively quiet during sex, one of the many side effects of her condition. She often wished she were more like Julia and Donna and could really verbalize her pleasure. The most she could utter were grunts and groans and over time, she'd come to accept it. Now as she looked down at Stephanie, she enjoyed the silence as she watched the young woman work.

Carole unbuttoned her shirt and took off her bra, freeing her massive breasts. She rubbed her hardening nipples as she watched Stephanie slobber and rub her semi-hard cock all over her face in an effort to get the big beast hard. Carole didn't mind that it sometimes it took her a while to get hard; she enjoyed watching her lovers work on her. Carole's cock poured pre-cum like a faucet, thick drops of the thick liquid flowed from the big head.

She dropped her blouse and bra on the floor and grabbed a handful of Stephanie's hair in her hand. She yanked her head back hard and with the other hand, grabbed the ever-thickening shaft and beat the heavy meat against the woman's cheek. Stephanie grunted with each blow, the force behind weight of Carole's cock was enough to leave a bruise. Carole stepped back and lifted Stephanie off of the floor like a rag doll. She ripped her blouse and bra off to allow Stephanie's big juggs to hang free. They moved over to one of the small tables a few feet away and Carole moved the woman into position.

Stephanie was bent over the table with her ass presented to Carole. She grabbed the edge and braced herself. Carole grabbed her saliva-coated cock and spread Stephanie's legs apart.

"I've been thinking about this all day," she said hoarsely as she shoved her cock inside of the woman's wet, pulsing pussy. Stephanie screamed at the top of her lungs at the suddenly fullness of the intrusion and Carole quickly reached down and covered her mouth with her large, strong hand.

"That's it … scream for me … let me know just how much you love it," Carole whispered as she drove her mammoth rod in and out of Stephanie.

Carole kept her hand over Stephanie's mouth and with her free hand, tugged and squeezed her own nipples. She rode brutally Stephanie hard and tried to push more and more of her cock inside with each stroke. Soon she found herself hitting bottom with barely a third of her cock inside of Stephanie. "Damn," Carole muttered. She bang against the sensitive cervix a few more times before pulling out. She roughly pulled Stephanie off the table and forced her to her knees. "Clean me," she commanded. Stephanie's face was a mess, mascara streaked down to her chin. She moaned as she gobbled up Carole's now steel hard cock. She ran her tongue up and down the shaft and soon Carole could feel her load start to build.

Carole stepped back from her and sat on the edge of the table. "I want to fuck those tits," she groaned. Stephanie was on her instantly and wrapped her tits around Carole's thick pole. To Carole's surprise, it didn't take long before she let loose her load. It came without warning and exploded like a rocket high into the air. Stephanie shrieked as the geyser of cum continued to spurt from the gaping meatus; hot, thick, milky white ropes of jizz poured from Carole's cock.

For the second time, Stephanie found herself drenched in Carole's cum. She sat back on the floor and looked at the behemoth cock pulsing above her, still hard and throbbing. She grabbed a skirt from one of the nearby racks and wiped her face. "I need more," Carole said flatly. On queue, Stephanie immediately laid back on the floor and spread her legs. Carole smiled - she knew this one was a keeper. Carole grabbed one of the small throw pillows from the table next to her and tossed it down to Stephanie. "Cover your mouth. I'm going to need both hands." Stephanie did as she was told and bit down into the pillow. Carole knelt down and pressed her cock onto Stephanie's swollen, throbbing pussy.

 

[Holly38G]

wow, Wow, WOW story. maybe the next part will add something like what I would do. just a suggestion, ok I'm sure gtok and cshkuru could write it better.

WAIT!!! Stephanie cried out as she like a cat closed her legs and scrambled away and to her feet and ran toward the back of the store. Wait? What the fuck?" Carole groaned as her fully hard massive colossal throbbed again and released another stream of her drooling precum. Carole always knew when she was at her biggest & she thought she was so turned on she was setting a personal best now.

In literally two seconds Stephanie had stopped everything and run out of the room, but another heartbeat latter Carole saw Stephanie sprinting past the curtains her giant boobs swinging all around with a tape measure held over her head. Another heartbeat later and more drooling cum from her throbbing monster, Carole looked down to see Stephanie had literally thrown herself down in front of Carole and was holding up the tape measure against her behemoth.

Stephanie said "I just have to know what you are so I can think of it when you fuck me" she quickly stretched the tape and using her other hand pushed the balls forward and held the tape with her thumb as with her other hand she stretched the tape along the length and then as best she could the girth with all the ball sac skin of first Caroles left, then her right ball, the within seconds she was wrapping the tape around the base of Caroles behemoth.

Carole smiled, she was really going to enjoy fucking this woman & she loved to be measured & looking at her own cock she knew she had never been bigger. She knew she was equal to the day she first met and compared with Julia and with Donna, and how their stunned reactions to hers being so much bigger than either of their monsters. She had owned them since, and they knew it. They were friends too, lovers she actually loved, but sexually, she owned them. She had sexually owned many men and women, people who would think of her and her cock and sexual power every day of their lives, And now she was going to sexually own Stephanie too.

Stephanie's eyes were huge as she moved the tape up Caroles cock and measured first circumference then girth at the base, then moved the tape measure up to what she thought was the middle of Caroles shaft, and repeated the process, and then again at the shaft about and inch below the crown of the head, then again the width and girth of the crown of the giant cockhead, then down the middle of the cockhead to get it's length, and then with shaking hands she started again at the base and ran the tape measure up the bottom of Carole's cock from where the ball sac hung and met the cock shaft to the tip of the bottom of the shaft, then again from the base along the side to the tip, then along the top from base to tip. Her hands shook but she repeated the numbers to herself over and over, and then she reached to her clothes lying on a heap on the floor beside her and found her pen and pad, and within seconds she had repeated them all again as she wrote them down.

Stephanie paused and stared at the numbers...stunned...then looked up to the face of an expectant Carole as a long stream of precum dripped off Caroles cock and hit Stephanie on the top of her head.

Carole knew this was the biggest she had ever been. She could see it in front of her and she felt her skin drawn so tight she felt she would burst all over. She was going to ride Stephanie and needed release badly. And tonight she was going to really pound Julia and Donna and watch their own hard monsters cum multiorgasmic torrents until they were drained dry with her far bigger giant cock buried in them. She wanted to show them again she as the bigger and best of all of them. But first she stopped staring at her own colossal cock and she looked down at Stephanie's face and said "Well, tell me what you measured? I want to know too. We'll both think about it in a minute when I fuck you with the biggest dick you've ever seen. Tell me now. All of it."

Wow! Writing is work! LOL no critics ok? I've seen some monster giant stallions, and the owners ALL loved to be measured and told what I measured them at. this is just a suggestion to gtok. he could write this better. but then,I've the experience because I've measured every monster cock I've ever been with. Some might argue about measuring the bottom side, but it's cock, but in some positions if the inches can get inside me, it counts as cock inside me, but I do always make the note which of the three lengths I measure is which. Some guys hang down hard, so the top is the longer measurement. and some guys who are straight out and balls close up the three measurements are within a tiny fraction of each other. LOVE the differences just so they are huge. and in one of the other stories gtok wrote, they measured bottom, side, top too.

cshkuru and gtok, I hope you don't mind. just an idea. I'm sure even if you use my idea, you could clean it up and write it better. I'm not a writer, obviously LOL, but I do know exactly how to measure cocks and balls. LOL

 

[softyadmirer]

bump

 

[GTOK]

@Holly38G - thanks for the input. The story line actually take a widely different arc then some of your references (particularly in relation to Carole, Julia and Donna) but the measurement thing is something that could possibly pop up in a future posting

 

[GTOK]

The shower was relaxing and when she stepped out, Carole felt amazingly refreshed - and famished. The early part for he day had been near perfect, having had an opportunity to totally drain at the expense of the boutique worker, Stephanie. By the time Carole left the second time, she’d fucked Stephanie into a stupor and her balls were completely spent. She hadn’t been able to have a thorough fuck like that in a long time and she looked forward to when she’d be able to have Stephanie again. Unfortunately, Stephanie was going to be down for a couple of days - “I’ve never been so stretched and so sore in my life,” Stephanie had said as Carole was getting dressed. Carole recalled looking down at Stephanie’s gaping hole, her pussy lips stretched and swollen, her pussy still oozing gobs of Carole’s thick discharge. “I know, dear,” Carole had said. “I’ll come by in a few days when you’re better. You're mine now and that cunt belongs to me.”

Carole dried off and lotioned her body down. She sat down on the bed and opened her nightstand drawer and pulled out another large lotion bottle. Carole squeezed a long line down the shaft of her penis and rubbed it in, massaging the thick cream into her soft, thick cock. She squeezed another big drop onto each testicle and thoroughly massaged the heavy cream into her heavy scrotum. Already her balls were churning, replenishing their storage. Carole didn't despise the way she was - over the years, she'd learned to embrace who and what she was. She'd tried for a long time to get Julia to understand, but her quick temper didn't help matters. Donna was a bit more receptive although it took a long time to work on her. The three girls had come a long way in becoming, what they considered, to be very successful women.

Carole rubbed the rest of the ointment into her groin and put on a baggy t-shirt and some cut-off sweats. She went to the kitchen to fix some lunch when she heard the doorbell ring. When she opened the door, she was surprised to find a stunningly attractive woman standing before her. The tall blonde looked to be a much more voluptuous Charlize Theron. The woman wore a pair of shorts that showed off her toned legs and calves and accentuated her very wide hips. While her waist wasn't trim, it wasn't flabby and lent to a certain fullness about her. But the thing that stood out to Carole was the woman's breasts - they were enormous. It was obvious that the bra she had one was two sizes too small but with the way she had her shirt tied above her waist, it apparently was the look she was going for.

Carole opened the storm door. "Yes? May I help you?" she asked.

The woman put on a smile so big, Carole thought the woman was auditioning for a pageant. "Hi, my name is Susan Brenkford. We live over on Lawson. My son, Teddy, hit your car earlier today with his bike and I wanted to come by and take a look at the damage."

"Ohhhh yes, yes. It's just a little scratch though. But come on in," Carole said as she stepped back. The woman held up her hand. "Oh, no no, I don't want to intrude. I just wanted to come by and --"

"Please - you're not intruding. I insist," Carole interjected, her tone, while still friendly, had an air of expectancy to it that the woman felt she couldn't refuse. She stepped inside and Carole closed the door behind her.

"My oh my - you have such a lovely home," the woman said as she looked around, genuinely taken by the decor. "I must have the name of your decorator - he or she did an amazing job." Carole laughed and extended her hand. "Carole Davis, interior design extraordinaire at your service."

Susan blushed. "You did this? Are you actually an interior designer?"

Carole flipped her hand. "Heck no. I just happen to have an eye for it. I don't think I could do this professionally. I don't have the temperament for it."

"Temperament? Please - with the money you could make in this city with your skills, you can buy whatever temperament you wanted," Susan joked. "I mean, really, this is very very very nice."

Carole looked the woman up and down and started to feel aroused. "Thanks," she said as she turned away to try to quickly adjust herself. The baggy sweats would only work for so long. She had to be careful.

"But back to your car, Carole," Susan said as she continued walking around and looking at the decor. "I checked it out before I knocked and while it's a minor scratch, I know how much body work and paint jobs these days can run you. And it's close to the rear quarter panel so I know that's going to be a lot. And with my son's luck, he just happened to pick an SUV to hit. Anyway, I'd like to give you my information if I could, so that you can contact your insurance company."

Carole decided to test the waters and see just how far she could take things. "Well, I'm sure that you and your husband will want to probably talk things over before we start getting into insurance, right? It's my roommate's truck and I think she'd like to speak with you both if possible."

Susan sort of shifted from one foot to the other. "Well, let your roommate know she'll only be dealing with me. There is no "Mr." right now."

"Jackpot," Carole thought to herself. "Oh, sorry to assume. There just aren't that many single women in this neighborhood. I'm surprised we haven't met before."

Susan sighed. "Yeh, this part of town seems to be overrun by nothing but 'happy couples," she emphasized with air quotes. "I'm freshly divorced so there's that. But anyway, I'm glad to be single and free again. Now he can fuck around all he wants."

"Double jackpot," Carole said to herself. She felt her cock lurch as a great inrush of blood flooded in. "This is getting better all the time," she mused. She led Susan to the kitchen. "I was just about to fix myself some lunch. Have a seat and join me."

Susan brightened at the request. "Well, I'd like that. I'd like that very much. I'm not ashamed to say that I really don't get out much but since I just changed my Facebook status, I officially plan to make sure I get out more. I accept your offer - thanks!" Carole went to the fridge and grabbed the large bowl of salad and set it on the counter. "Have you ever been married, Carole?" Susan continued. Carole shook her head. "Well, you know that most gratifying thing that divorce can grant you, other than freedom from a scumbag cheating husband? Your freedom - not only physically, but in everything. I even get my name back. My identity. He can take his last name and shove it up his ass!"

Carole laughed at Susan's last statement. "So you've gone back to Brenkford, your maiden name, right? So what was your married name?"

"Bennington," Susan said with a snarky tone. "Bennington. What a shitty sounding name, right? No more being Mrs. Frank Bennington, for me!"

"I've hit the fucking lotto!" Carole said to herself at hearing the name. Her cock surged again and snaked even further down her leg. "This is going to be soooo much fun," she said, a big grin spreading across her face.

 

[softyadmirer]

amazing!

 

[GTOK]

The women shared a great time together, talking about everything from fashion to their favorite television shows to their shared bad taste in men. It was this part of the conversation where Carole really started to probe and get into it.

"Can I offer you some coffee or anything? Not that I think you drink a lot of it - your body is simply stunning," Carole said, trying to lay the compliments on plenty thick. "I would think coffee is not a part of your diet all that much."

Susan blushed a little. "Thanks for the compliment. And no, I don't drink it all that much. But if you have some more apple juice, that would be great."

"More AJ coming right up!" Carole faux laughed at her own "AJ - apple juice" joke but Susan cackled like a hen. "Oh, I'm going to have to use that one - AJ! I like that!" Susan laughed heartily.

As she stood up to go to the fridge, Carole quickly adjusted her sweats to try and hide her fat semi. She bent over in faux pain, pretending to rub out a cramp in her leg.

"Ohhhh are you okay?" Susan asked.

"Yeh, just a cramp. I get them form time to time of I've been sitting in one spot too long," Carole said. She stayed slightly hunched over as she went over to the fridge.

Susan quickly stood up and walked over to her. "Oh no - don't strain yourself. Go back and sit down. I can get it myself, if you don't mind."

Carole smiled. "Thanks, I appreciate that." She hobbled back over to the bar stool and adjust her leg so that her cock fell close enough against it so that the lump looked more like a natural fold of the material. Susan grabbed the juice from the fridge and walked back over to the bar. "You know, I'm a physical therapist by trade - I can help massage that out for you if you'd like."

Carole fought the urge to kegel when she heard Susan offer to massage her; the kegel would've created a lurch in her pants that would've been unmistakable.

"You know what, that would'nt be a bad idea. It's been a while since I've had a really good massage anyway. That is if you don't mind," Carole added.

Susan beamed. "That's perfect. Paying for the car damage just didn't seem like enough. I'd love to give you a massage. And hopefully, you'll like it enough and have me over again and again. And you're in luck as I just happen to have my oils with me. I just came from another client. So I'd love to get that cramp worked out for you!"

Carole smiled. "Okay. Well I'll need to change and help you get everything set up and ---"

"Nonsense," Susan cut her off. "You sit here and just tell me where everything is. You don't have a traditional table so we'll just use your bed, if you're comfortable with that. And I'll need a few towels and a large bowl of warm water."

Carole directed Susan to where everything was and Susan followed her to her bedroom. "Wow, you really do have nice taste in furnishings," Susan said. "One day I'm going to have to hire you to redo my place. But until then, it's time to get you feeling good. Now I'm going spread out these towels and get my things in order. I want you to take off your clothes and lie down."

After Susan spread out the towels, Carole turned her back and quickly undressed while Susan got busy getting her oils and other items out of her bag. Carole quickly laid down and took a towel and spread it out over her buttocks and thighs. She positioned her cock underneath her so that she was sandwiched between her and the bed. She raised up her big ball sac as far as she could.

"Now, this may be a bit weird," Susan started, "and I hope you really don't think I'm some sort of a freak or anything, but … and please tell me if you are uncomfortable with this in any way shape or form, but … I'm an actual licensed therapist so I have the right credentials and all of that … and maybe I should've told you this first before we got everything all set and all ---"

"For goodness sake, what is it?" Carole said with a laugh. The laughter helped Susan feel more at ease. "Well, the thing is that I conduct my therapy sessions in the nude. It's not a generally accepted practice and in a few states you can go to jail, but I practice alternative therapies. And one of those is to conduct the massage in the nude since part of the therapy is body to body."

Carole lifted her head and turned to Susan. "Oh - and there's nothing sexual going on," Susan quickly added, "so if you're uncomfortable with that, let me know and I can modify the massage and not do that."

Carole smiled and spoke with a smooth, even tone because the fact she was about to get a nude massage send a large rush of blood into her cock and she needed to control her arousal level as best she could. "I don't mind at all. It will be fun. Go ahead and take off you clothes, Susan. Let's get started."

 

[Jigajig]

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[FitShane]

Great story!

 

[GTOK]

Carole watched with great delight as Susan peeled off her shorts and her thong panties. Carole was pleasantly surprised by the woman’s choice of grooming as she was shaved completely hairless. Carole groaned and felt her cock flex underneath her.

Susan caught the glint in Carole’s eye and blushed. She could tell that Carole was attracted to her and while she wasn’t opposed to bedding a woman, her focus was on the task of the massage. But she couldn’t help but feel a bit of anxiousness about this beautiful woman laying on the bed. She knew Carole had noticed her shaved pussy and inadvertantly made an audible affirmation. Susan decided to play along.

“You say something, dear?” Susan asked, hearing Carole groan. Carole quickly cleared her throat. “Just admitting your body. I said 'nice figure.’ You look like you see the gym often.”

Susan smiled. “I try. My body is nowhere near yours. Your back and thighs are amazingly toned.”

Carole smiled as Susan continued and unhooked her bra. Her large tits spilled from their sling and swayed from side to side. They weren’t as big as Carole initially thought, and although they did sag slightly, they were full and pendulous. Susan grabbed a bottle of the oil and poured a liberal amount onto Carole’s back, arms and her uncovered legs. Carole sighed as the woman’s strong hands rubbed the oil and spread it all over.

“Mmmmmm that feels good,” Carole moaned. “You have the perfect hands for this.”

Susan beamed. “I’m glad you think so.” She worked on each of her legs, careful not to go too far underneath the towel. Carole could feel her hands coming closer and closer to her nut sac but retreated each time Susan came close. “Ohhh your musculature is amazing, Carole. Do me a favor and spread your arms out to the side.”

Carole did as instructed and Susan straddled Carole’s back and began to rub more vigorously. Soon, she felt Susan’s heavy breasts gently press against her back as she ran each hand down the length of Carole’s arms.

“And you arms are … gorgeous,” Susan whispered as rubbed the oils into Carole skin. The more Susan continued with the massage, she more she couldn’t help becoming more and more aroused by Carole’s frame. She mashed and ground her breasts into Caroles’ back and slid up and down her body. She was thankful for the wetness and slickness of the oil since she could feel her own pussy start to offer it’s own form of oil as her pussy leaked its own thick fluid onto Carole’s back. Susan could hear Carole’s low moans and figured it was time to get her to turn over so she could really work.

Now if you don’t mind, I’d like to remove the towel and get the lower back and buttocks. That ok?” Susan asked a bit hesitantly. Carole heard the hitch in her voice and decided that it was time.

“Sure thing,” Carole moaned and smiled to herself knowing what was coming next.

Susan pushed herself back and slid down Carole’s back and the rise of her big, firm buttocks, moving the towel of the way in one fluid motion. She slid all the way down until she straddled Carole’s legs right above her calves. Susan then proceeded to kneed and massage Carole’s big ass cheeks, rubbing the oil deep into her flesh. Susan decided that she’d take it slow to test the waters and ran her hands between Carole’s thighs. She went higher this time than when the towel was on Carole’s back and her finger brushed against Carole’s nut sac.

The room was dimly lit and Susan couldn’t quite see what it was, so she rubbed her hand up further and rubbed two fingers across the big sac. This time she knew exactly what she’d touched but her mind was spinning. She slid off of Carole’s legs and took a couple of steps back from the foot of the bed.

“Uhhh Carole … uhhh what was that?” Susan asked, the apprehension and confusion clearly ringing in her tone. Carole turned over and sat up. Her big cock was now fully erect and throbbing wildly. She sighed at the relief of not having to lay on it anymore and she keeled hard, sending a big surge of fresh blood into its vast cavernous tissues. She grabbed a handful of loose skin from her ball sac and stretched it out so that Susan could get a full view of what she’s touched just seconds earlier. She grabbed the base of the big behemoth and squeezed as hard as she could, causing the already thick veins to bulge even the more.

“Why don’t you come up here and massage this, Susan? I was really intrigued when you mentioned a full body massage - I can’t wait to see how you work your hands on this part,” Carole said with a throaty growl.

Susan was stunned; not just at the fact that she was staring at a woman with a cock, but that the cock was absolutely monstrous in size. She’d never seen anything that big and was completely mesmerized by it. Part of her wanted to run away as fast as she could but her legs felt like they weighted down with concrete slabs - she couldn’t move. Her heat pounded in her chest so hard that her vision blurred slightly and she felt her heart beat behind her eyes as it roared in her ears. She opened her mouth but no sound came out - she was totally flabbergasted.

Carole slid down on the bed so that she was in a more seated position and her feet touched the floor. Her big balls hung heavily on the side of the bed and her cock, still throbbing wildly stuck up in the air at a 45 degree angle. She could sense Susan's shock, fear, surprise, hesitation - but most of all, she could sense her curiosity and and it turned her on even more. She took Susan's hand and placed it midway on the shaft and moved her hand up and, smearing the remaining oil on her throbbing cock. After a few strokes, Susan's hand took on a mind of its own, stroking the thick shaft up and down its entire length.

"I … I … I can't even get my fingers all the way around it," Susan stammered, her arousal building even though her mind was still stunned at what she was seeing. Carole leaned forward and wrapped her hefty juggs around her own cock. Susan's hand didn't stop its slow stroking motion - she couldn't stop it if she tried. She was both enraptured and terrified of this woman sitting in front of her and even more enraptured and terrified of the gigantic penis in her hand. She closed her eyes and felt her right nipple being tugged and punched. She sighed and moaned at what she thought was Carole's touch. But when she opened her eyes, she saw that it was her own hand providing the pleasure top her breast. Susan's head was swimming and she knew she was totally helpless.

"Mmmmmm, I like the way you stroke that big dick," Carole groaned. She pulled Susan closer to her and thrust her hips upward, making her cock sink deeper into her cleavage. A large drop of precum slowly bubbled up from the large slit in the big head and began its slow descent down the shaft. "See that big thick juice right there?" Carole asked Susan. "Give it a taste. Tell me how you like it."

Before Susan knew what was going on, she felt Carole's hand on the back of her head forcing her down with a strength that Susan swore was inhuman. She quickly opened her mouth just in time to have it totally filled with the head of Carole's big cock. Susan sucked as best she could and swirled her tongue around the head, licking up all of the thick precum. Carole groaned her approval. And all the while, Susan's hand never skipped a beat as it continued to jerk Carole's big dong.

"Get up on the bed. I want to taste you," Carole commanded her. Susan let go of her lip-lock on Carole's glans and move up onto the bed, her hand still stroking the big thick shaft. Carole took Susan's hand away from her cock and moved into position between her legs. She didn't give time for Susan to get her bearings before she mashed her face hard into Susan's hairless muff and thrust her tongue deep into her gash. Susan screamed at the intrusion and the shock of feeling so full just from the woman's tongue. "Shit - what the fuck is that?" exclaimed Susan as she felt what she could only describe as feeling like a huge snake slithering inside her cunt. Carole ravished Susan's box, fluttering her tongue all over and deep inside of her. Susan bucked and spasmed as one orgasm after another rocked her body. Carole never let up, the sweet taste of Susan's discharge only fueled her lust and made her even hotter.

After a few minutes, she finally sat up and quickly moved into position between her legs. Susan was so deep into the throes of an orgasm that she never saw Carole grab the head of her cock with one hand and spread the lips of her spasming pussy with the other. It was only when she felt the massive beast being forced inside of her did she figure out what was going on.

 

[cshkuru]

Liking where this is going

 

[GTOK]

Susan screamed as the big phallus forced its way into he tight confines of her throbbing pussy. Carole placed a hand over Susan’s mouth and Susan’s eyes widened not only from the shock of the intrusion, but of the strength of Carole’s grip. She knew that Carole was strong from the way she was built but Susan never imaged that she was that strong. Carole worked her huge cock in and out of Susan in short quick jabs, inching more and more with every thrust. Susan was bucking hard against Carole’s strong body, her pussy spasming and throbbing from the havoc Carole’s huge head was playing on her G-spot. Susan clutched at Carole’s broad shoulders and wrapped her legs around Carole’s back and tried to pull her in deeper, but it felt like she was trying to pull against a brick wall. Carole was firm in her stance and wasn’t budging; she knew she had Susan right where she wanted her, riding the crest of bliss, and she wasn’t going to move until she wanted to.

Carole looked down and smiled at the frothy cream sliding down her shaft. She looked up at Susan and saw the glazed over eyes she’d see so many times - she knew that Susan was hers now. She removed her hand and Susan’s mouth stayed open, but her jaws were slack now and all she could do was moan. Carole bent down and licked Susan’s lips clean of the saliva that had pooled on them. She adjusted her legs and pulled her cock back until just the tip remained. Susan reflexively clenched her legs and managed to muster a soft “no” from her lips, begging Carole to say inside her. “Shhhh,” Carole whispered. “I’m not going anywhere,” she said before bearing her full weight down and sliding up inside of Susan until she hit bottom.

Susan clenched and froze, the suddenness of the penetration and the feeling of the massive glans mashing against her cervix made her head spin. Carole leaned in and swirled her tongue around Susan’s ear. “And that’s not even half of what I’ve got in store for you. Literally and figuratively,” she whispered. She sat up and pulled Susan’s head up so she could see that indeed more than half of Carole’s cock was still left outside of her.

“Ohhhh my goodness,” Susan said, barely audible. Carole moved her hips back and pulled 4 inches out of Susan then slowly slid them back in. Susan arched her back in both pain and pleasure, hoarsely crying out for Carole to give her more. Carole then started a torturous rhythm, slowly plowing Susan with long, deep and deliberate strokes.

“This pussy is nice and tight and wet - just like I like it,” Carole sneered. “And you’re going to give this pussy to me any time I want it aren’t you?”

Susan could barely speak, her head spinning from the immense pleasure washing over her. “Ye .. ye .. yesssss ohhhhhhhh yesssssss,” she moaned. “It’s all yours … all yours ….”

Carole sat up and got on her knees, her cock still buried inside of Susan. “Roll over on your stomach,” Carole commanded her. Susan tried to scoot back to dislodge Carole’s long cock from her but Carole stopped her. “No - I’m not leaving. Just roll over.”

Carole grabbed her leg and lifted it up and moved it to the side, causing Susan’s legs to scissor. The twisting motion created a strong friction against Carole’s cock and it caught her off guard and caused her to moan deeply.

“Ohhhhhhh better yet, let’s stay just like this,” Carole said as she pulled Susan’s legs back up. Susan should only bury her face into the pillow to stifle her screams and shouts of pleasure. Suddenly her leg tensed up and her body spasmed and quivered as a hard stream of come shot from her pussy. Carole laughed loudly as she keeled hard, causing her cock to swell even more. “So it looks like little Ms. Susan is a squirter, huh? Oh yeah baby - we’re gonna have a lot of fun with that!”

As the stream finally abated, Susan was left gasping for breath as Carole resumed her hard pounding. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I’d never done that before! Fucking shit! Oh shit! What was that! Shit shit shit - her it comes again! Ahhhhhhhhhh,” she screamed as another stream shot from her gash. Carole caught some of it in her hand and flung it up into Susan’s face. “Taste it bitch,” Carole barked as she got another handful of the liquid and threw it on Susan’s face. Carole pulled out twisted Susan back on her back to straddle her chest. She smacked her cock hard down on Susan’s chest, the fat head smacking Susan on the chin. “Suck it,” Carole roared.

 

[GTOK]

Carole could feel her lust at a fever pitch and she knew that her aggressiveness would soon be at a point to where she would inflict damage to Susan if she didn’t get herself under control. She backed off of Susan’s chest and stood up at the end of the bed, her big chest rising and falling as she took deep breaths to get herself under control. Susan sat up and gawked at Carole. “Your body is absolutely perfect. And that cock … I’ve … never seen anything like it. I … I … can I touch it? Please?” she asked as she slowly reached her hand out towards Carole’s big dong. Carole took a step closer to the bed, bringing the fat sausage into Susan’s reach. “How … uh … I … my oh my … it’s so damn big,” Susan stammered. “This … this is incredible. And a bit mind blowing … here I am sitting on the bed stroking the biggest cock I’ve sever seen and staring at an absolutely gorgeous woman … the two just don’t match, you know?” Carole had calmed down enough at this point to chuckle at Susan’s remark.

“Yes, I guess you’d say that I’m unique,” Carole said. “But we can talk about all of that later.” She grabbed Susan’s arm in h er vice grip and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. “Right now, I really want your lips wrapped around my cock.”

Susan didn’t waste another moment as she stretched her mouth as wide as she could in order to accommodate the huge glans. She stuffed as much of it into her mouth as she could and Carole closed her eyes and grunted her approval.

“I’m real trying to get more in but I don’t want to scrape you with my teeth. This thing is just too fucking big,” Susan said breathless.

Carole took Susan’s head in her strong hands and bent down and gave her a passionate kiss, her long tongue filling Susan’s mouth as Carole traversed every inch of Susan’s oral cavity. She pulled away from Susan, leaving a long rope of saliva hanging between their lips.

“You’re doing fine, dear,” she said hoarsely as she grabbed the shaft behind the head and brought it up to Susan’s lips. She pressed it into Susan’s mouth, the teeth digging into the sensitive underside. Carole sighed and smiled. “Ahhhhh yes - that’s what I like. Teeth don’t bother me one bit dear.”

She put her strong head on the back of Susan’s head and pushed more of the immense head into the woman’s mouth. Susan clutched at Carole’s big thighs and forearms as she started to gag as she desperately tried to take more of it in. Susan relaxed her grip only long enough for Susan to pull back and get her reflex under control, then Carole pushed her face down again on her thick tonnage. This went on for the next 5 minutes before Carole pulled all the way back and pushed Susan back on the bed. Susan was grateful for the release and she spread her legs wide for Carole.

“Yes, put it back inside of me. It felt so wonderful,” Susan panted.

Carole smiled wickedly and got up between her legs. Without warning, she pushed 7 long thick inches inside of the tight canal in one long stroke. Susan attempted to wrap her legs around Carole’s back but Carole held her legs firmly in place. She adjusted her position and leaned forward so that her huge breasts rested on Susan’s face. Susan instinctively liked and sucked on the big nipple as Carole started to thrust in and out of the blonde woman’s hot pussy.

Carole fucked Susan thoroughly in a plethora of positions, alternated short and long strokes and expertly brought Susan from one climax to another. After nearly an hour, Carole finally let go and dumped a huge load of cum inside of the blonde’s stretched a swollen gash. Susan cried out in pleasure as she felt the hot thick cream splay up deep inside of her, coating her inner walls in jizz. Carole slowly pulled out and ran her hand up long the shaft, squeezing out the remaining gobs of cum still left in the large urethra.

“That was … wonderful,” Susan sighed. “I’ve never, ever, never, ever been fucked like that before. All of this is like a weird movie but I don’t even care - as long as I can keep getting more of that thing, you could have a fucking horn growing out of your forehead!”

The last remark made Carole laugh. “Well, if that’s your way of saying that the best sex of your life was from a woman with a cock, then I’ll take it as a compliment.

“Don’t forget - a really really big cock,” Susan added as she laid there in a blissful state, her pussy still oozing Carole’s hefty discharge.

Carole got up on the bed and laid her heavy cock on Susan’s lips. She grabbed the shaft and wiped it all over Susan’s face as Susan did her best to lick it the massive shaft and her large balls clean.

 

[Jigajig]

Truly a masterpiece

 

[TeresaCarlton]

Truly a masterpiece

Yes it is.

 

[GTOK]

[The next couple of installments may be a bit slow for some, but it provides a clearer background of Carole, as well as Julia and Donna, and ties in the ‘Julia’ story a bit more. Many thanks to cshkuru for the detail!]

 

[GTOK]

Carole walked out of her bathroom and found Susan sitting on the edge of the bed, the topsheet crumpled between her legs, bunched up at her crotch. "Ahh, you're awake. I didn't want to wake you but I needed to shower. All the oil and other bodily fluids, you know," Carole said as she ran a toweled her hair. “That’s fine - I needed that little nap anyway. And sorry about the sheets," Susan said sheepishly. "There was … a lot … of cum and I needed something so I didn't make a mess. I mean, there was a LOT of cum," she emphasized the last part of the sentence. Carole smiled. "Of course there was," she said matter of factly as she walked over to Susan. "There always is. And I just think," she bent down to stare her directly in the face for emphasis, "I'd already come 3 times this morning before that."

Susan gawked and chuckled. "With a set of balls like that, I'm not surprised." Carole smiled, stood up straight and took a couple of steps back away from Susan. She untied her robe to let it slide off her shoulders and fall in a heap around her feet. Susan was floored as she was able to Carole in full view, from head to toe. Carole had always been able to give the impression of being large and overweight by the clothing that she sometimes wore in an effort to not attract attention to herself. But her body, when viewed in full, was far from that. Susan's eyes drank in every detail: the broad, muscular shoulders, the swell of her absolutely gigantic breasts, her full but firm waist, broad hips and legs that were perfectly toned. And hanging between them were a set of the biggest balls and biggest cock she'd ever seen. Even completely flaccid, Carole's cock was simply massive. Her genitals were perfectly tanned like the rest of her body and her nuts looked like a pair of big silky smooth billiard balls in their large sack.

"Even without the dick, your body is incredible," Susan said as her eyes moved up and down. "You are a therapist's dream - I mean, we love to work on bodies like yours because, at least for me, I love the feeling of working the muscles in my hands. And your definition is amazing. But it's that one particular muscle," she said dropping her eyes to the fat appendage swinging softly from side to side," is the real beauty."

Carole walked over the vanity and lotioned her body down from head to toe. Then she went to her nightstand and pulled out the large bottle of cream and applied it to her cock and balls. Susan watched the whole evolution as if in a trance-like state. She paid particular attention to the way Carole carefully and methodically massaged the thick heavy cream into her penis and the way she massaged it into her scrotal sack.

"Why did you use a different type of cream for your cock than you did on the rest of your body?" Susan asked.

Carole walked back over to Susan and picked up her robe. "It's a special formula that I use to help maintain certain pH levels in my genitals. It's a long story."

"But one that I'm eager to hear," Susan replied quickly.

Carole laughed. "Well, not until you shower and get cleaned up. You've got cum caked up in your hair. You're a mess!"

Susan felt her hair and noted how it was matted in some places and how other places was still wet from her cleaning of Carole's cock. Susan giggled. "Yeh, I suppose so. Again, sorry about the bed sheets." Carole waved her hand. "Hey - it ain't your fault. About 90% of that is me. You squirt pretty good too, but that's all me. Happens all the time," she said. "I've got a closet full of nothing but bedding for these instances. You ought to see the sheets when I have wet dreams."

Susan stood up, took a step and immediately reached for the dresser to steady herself. "Wow - now I know what it feels like to be sore after sex. Well, not really sore but my coach is really really tight. IT’s never been this tight before." Carole grinned knowingly. “I’ve got something for that," she said as she subconsciously stroked her soft cock through the satin material of her robe. "I'll go fix some food while you get cleaned up."

 

[GTOK]

Susan walked out of the shower and felt revived. She toweled off, used some of the lotion to rub herself down, then found one of Carole’s robes. As she walked to the living room, Carole spotted her and smiled. “That looks very good on you,” she said. Susan blushed. “I hope you don’t mind. I just didn’t want to put back on my clothes. Today has been quite … liberating … and I kind of wanted to keep it going.” Carole shook her head. “No, no problem at all. Besides, I would’ve been offended if you came out in something else.”

She brought a platter of finger sandwiches, a bottle of wine, large bottle of apple juice and some glasses. Susan laughed when she saw the apple juice. “I don’t drink alcohol all that much and didn’t know which one you wanted so …” Susan smiled. “Thanks. I think I’ll start with the juice and make my way to the wine. But I haven’t forgotten my question about the lotion. You said it was a long story so come have a seat and tell,” Susan said patting the cushion on the sofa beside her. Carole settled down on the couch and started her long discourse.

"Well, back in the late 60's and 70's, the government was into a bunch of crazy shit, as we all know. They were making things and building weapons that the general public never knew about. You hear today about all that testing they did out West? Well, some of that stuff was bad. Real bad. Anyway, a very close friend of mine, Julia - you'll meet her soon, her father owned a big construction firm out in Oregon and he won a sole source bid from the Army to clean up all of the waste. It was very secret and all hush-hush and very few in the company even knew that the company was involved with doing this."

"One of the 'lucky' few happened to me my parents," Carole continued. "Their job was to coordinate the effort to gather the waste materials and have it transported to the Oregon facility. My mom ran the logistics but my dad wanted to be in the field; he was a hands on type of guy and wanted to make sure it was done right. The other guy with him was my roommate's father - her name's Donna and you'll meet her soon too."

"I had read there were some weird stuff with the government going on but never knew about any of that," Susan said, now very intrigued by Carole's story. "Yeh, it was a mess," Carole replied. "Anyway, our dads were exposed to some pretty nasty environments - all kinds of viruses and chemicals and radioactive materials. There were some things that they started to noticed early on as far as changes in their health, but they didn't think it was that big of a deal. They thought their chemical suits and all the percautions and processes they had in place kept them from the really harmful exposure levels, that but they weren't educated on exactly what all that stuff was so in the long run, it didn't help all that much. The really serious health issues and other stuff didn't set in and manifest themselves til much later in their life. But while they were active in the cleanup process, that waste was doing some serious genetic damage and mutations that they had no clue of. They started noticing stuff within six months of taking the contract and reported it to the Army. The Army tried to treat them but the damage had already been done and there was no reversing what'd happened. They finished the contract a year later and got all of their money, but the wheels had been set in motion."

Carole continued. "And so a year later, Donna, Jennifer and I were born, all within a few months of each other. Since our families were so tight knit, we were like sisters - it was great. But we were different. The genetic damage to our fathers passed on to us and we were born with 'ambiguous genitalia,' as the doctor's termed it. Since the Army doctors knew about the issues, they took us to them. We looked quite feminine, and in all respects, we were/are girls - so that's how we were raised. I think around 5 or 6 was when our parents found our that we were stronger than anyone they'd ever known and puberty set in for us extremely early and lasted until our mid-twenties."

Susan was amazed at what she was hearing. Carole poured another glass of wine and continued. "I think for me, I was maybe 9 when I first started to develop. My mom had really big tits and she told me they got much much bigger after I was born but I was past her by the time I was 12. Sex, or at least the whole concept of sexuality and urges, became a really big issue for us. The doctors said that because of the high hormone levels of both estrogen and testosterone, the part of the brain that controlled sexual emotion and drive and all of that was pretty much shot. They said those parts of the pleasure centers of our brain couldn't handle the overload and that our sex drives would always be through the roof. Julia had always been highly competitive and really aggressive and in carried over into her sexual behavior more than me or Donna. She was the first one of us to actually have sex but that didn't come until our late teens. Donna is on the opposite end and I'm sort of in the middle, I guess. A lot of our father's traits carried over to us and were super amplified by all the genetic mutations."

Carole took a long sip of her wine. "Am I boring you? I mean I can stop if ---"

 

[GTOK]

"Heck no," Susan interjected. "This is fascinating. Please go on!" Carole finished her glass and continued. "Well, as I was saying, the stuff from our dad passed on to us. My dad was a big burly guy and strong as an ox so I took that from him. Julia's dad was super-smart and very ambitious - your typical hyper type-A personality. Donna's dad was a real easy going guy, but very analytical. so all of those things were passed on to us but the testosterone levels magnified all of it to crazy levels. I remember when I was maybe 7 or 8, watching the three men out in the backyard. We were inside and I was looking out of the back room window. To my surprise, and glee I guess you could say, they each unzipped their pants and whipped out their cocks. Some little girls would see that and go 'ewww gross' but the more I watched them, I saw that it wasn't about who had the biggest dick, but they were talking about how they were growing again. I mean you have three grown men, out in the cold with their pants around their ankles, measuring and talking about their dicks growing. I mean having a real analytical discussion about it. It was all pretty weird when you look back on it, but at the time, it all seemed normal to me."

" 'Sudden onset of penile growth'," Carole continued. "That's the only thing the doctors described it as. I remember overhearing conversations between him and my mom talking about how much sex was changing since he was getting bigger. Now, understand that because they passed a lot of this on to our moms, their bodies and their DNA also changed. It just didn't become evident way until after we were born but the effects had taken place almost from the beginning.

I remember Julia's mother had the prettiest long blonde hair but I found out later that it was actually a wig. All of her real hair had fallen out during the pregnancy. But what she lst in hair, she gained in other areas. She developed a really super sex-drive and Julia would tell me about how their parents were always 'doing it.' Those two went at it like rabbits," Carole said laughing at the thought. "I mean, my parents were busy gettin it on themselves but Julia's folks were ridiculously insatiable. As time went on, I learned that they fully understood what was what was going on with their bodies and the effect of the exposure and mutations and all of that, but they just went with the flow to try to make the best of a bad situation. We all have our coping mechanisms, I guess."

"And I remember my dad continued to grow and grow. He got way bigger than the others. I remember walking in on him and my mom one day and I was like 'whoa - that's one really big dick!' I mean, super-huge. You think I'm big? I'm nothing compared to what he was. And again, because a lot of the stuff passed on to our moms, too, somehow she was able to take him. She developed a condition where her uterus expanded and deepened and it allowed her vaginal canal to really stretch. She was in the hospital a lot for operations and finally she decided that since it was assured that she wasn't going to have any more children, she had a hysterectomy. I recall many a night standing in the doorway watching them. I knew they were doing it for forever, but I think I was around 14 when I first saw them in the act. They never knew I was there, but I watched them a lot. Yeh, I know it may be odd and some folks may think it's gross to think about their parents having sex, but those images are seared into my memory and for me, they are great."

"Okay, if I weirded you out with that, lemme know and I'll stop," Carole said pouring Susan another glass. "All things considered, that's not weird at all. Please go on," Susan said. Carole adjusted her position on the couch and continued. "Well, like I said earlier, we became pretty curious sexually pretty early and our parents feared that keeping us together would lead to something bad, especially since they had developed the behaviors they had and knew it would be hard enough to keep themselves under control. So we all moved to different parts of town. Puberty for us started early and went on for years. Our breasts and genitalia developed rapidly and I would say by the time we were in 7th grade, Julia and Donna were both in F cups and I was at an H. School was hard for us and we kind of lost that closeness that we had when we were kids since we didn't see each other every day and really couldn't talk to each other that much. You gotta think, the town we were in was small and in the northwest, so anything peculiar sorta stood out like a sore thumb. Julia went to college in California, I went east to Chicago and Donna went to a school out in Kansas. We didn't really reconnect until after graduation. One day out of the blue, Julia called me and said she was taking over her dad's business full time and wanted me to help. We reached out to Donna and here we are."

 

[GTOK]

Susan took a minute to soak it all in before she responded. "So, your physical condition is because of the radioactive waste and the chemicals and the viruses that your dad's were exposed to? Were there no other people exposed? Are there any more out there like you and the other two?"

"Good questions," Carole replied. "As far was I know, it was only confined to our families since our dads were the only ones actively exposed. Like I said, my mom ran the logistical side and Julia's mom was a part of the company, but that was it. Donna's mom was a stay-at-home so she wasn't really exposed to much outside of what her husband unknowingly brought home to her. And no - there were no other instances of peculiar births. We were the three little misfits."

Susan was full of questions now. "So these gene mutations, can they be passed on? What other affects did they have? Have you checked into how this will affect you down the road?"

Carole laughed. "Look at you, buzzing like a little kid with a bunch if questions! Well, let's see. Yes, I have done thorough research into our conditions and outside of what you see, with the physical aspect, we are perfectly normal and healthy women. While we do have ovaries, we can't get pregnant or have ever had a menustration - kind of hard to with a dick, you know. Because our hormone levels are so high, we're all sterile, so the only way this gets passed on is through some very targeted medical process. As far as other effects, you've seen some already: the enhanced aggressiveness, the enhanced strength, we tend to process information very quickly and while we've never taken IQ tests, it would be safe to say that we would score pretty high. With respect to physical attributes, the gigantic elephant trunk and balls is one obvious one, at least for me anyway. Julia and Donna are totally different. Their bodies are extremely feminine, very large breasts. Julia would be considered slender while Donna is about your size."

Susan drank the last of her wine and sat back. "Wow. If I hadn't experienced all of this for myself, I would've thought you were full of shit. I mean, that's one helluva story. And speaking of that, what ever happened to your parents? I know you said your father passed. What about your mom and the others?"

"They all did as a result of the health issues related to the exposure," Carole said. "Oddly, it was all around the same time, too. They all died in our second year of college. Our dad's went first, then our mothers not long afterwards. We each got a big settlement from the government. I call it hush since they still pay us. Put it this way, I never have to work another day in my life, your life or 30 other people's lifetimes. Money will never be an issue for us. But Julia, like her dad, wanted to build something, so she took on the business after she graduated and has been running it ever since. Donna and I 'work' there 'technically' as consultants. Julia has this dream of building an empire and I support her in her pursuits."

"Wow, that's amazing," Carole said. "It's good to know a women is making it out there. I wish my ex would get it through his head that working for a woman isn't a bad thing when they are driven and focused. And it sounds like your friend is." Carole nodded. "Like I said, she's coming over later. You can hang around if you want to meet her." Susan smiled. "Thanks, I'd like that. I'm actually sort of excited to meet someone else out there like you."

Carole let out a big laugh. "Well she may be 'like' me but she isn't 'like' me. When I say that Julia is ultra aggressive, I mean ultra aggressive. I may be the strongest of the three of us, but when she gets a full head of steam, especially in bed, she can be a load. She's humbled many a man that thought they were top-shit. Oh the fun we have had."