PART XVII
It was a beautiful day, cool, crisp and windy, as they lay Jasons remains to rest. My wife and I stood away from the main crowd. I expected more people, but his remaining family was small, and if memory served, only an aunt and uncle. Jasons father passed away a little over a year ago. Seven people stood graveside, while at least 25 to 30 stood in various places, solemn, tearing, and when it ended, I noticed a well dressed man, around our age, who bore a resemblance to Jason. Pamela noticed as well, my wifes tightening grip on my arm, and whispered words
Look, look at his pants, along the left leg.
It was unmistakable, I cringed, immediately realizing
this must be Jasons real father. The father Jason knew was short, and showed no inclination of being hung. The breeze moved the material of this strangers slacks, revealing the mass that snaked along his thigh. My wife, was now pulling us in his direction, not again I thought, not this, only bad can come of this. Hi, were David and Pamela Dawson, friends of Jasons, were so sorry for his loss. Stated my wife. He introduced himself as Ken Dryden
he too
a friend.
My wife was possessed, asking him to join us for lunch. It was like he knew, sensed what was coming, and I was powerless to stop it. He was engaging, funny, and seemed to know where we were heading, for when he went to go to the bathroom
it had grown. I followed him in, curious as to what he would say, and also to catch a glimpse of what surely matched Jasons monster.
I entered the bathroom, made a turn to the left, and there he was
standing at the urinal. David, thanks to you and Pam for lunch. his eyes locked with mine, his eyes then inviting me to glance down for a peek
limp, and monstrous, he gauged my reaction. I was spellbound, my eyes couldnt leave it, the damn thing dwarfed me when soft, when engorged
I could only guess, clearly
Ken
youre Jasons father arent you? I asked. Yeah, the kid carries my genes, and carried the weight of a monster between his legs. Your wife is just my type, and Im sure she was Jasons
Im also sure you liked to watch
tell me when to stop
when Im wrong, but Ill hazard a guess she wants a taste, maybe you do to, but I dont swing that way
now
if you just want to watch
It seemed like I stepped outside my body, for
without asking my wifes permission, without hesitation, I replied yes, and yes again. I wanted to watch
and that Pamela likes, no
loves
monster meat. Ken shook loose the final drops from that magnificent dick, and packed it along his leg. I had to admit, from what little I had seen of it
it was the most beautiful piece I had ever witnessed
From funeral to an unexpected lunch, to what was sure to be a supreme drilling
as Ken and I approached the table
for Christs sake
I can see the need in her eyes, Im stunned, shes all worked up, insanely hot and in need, I barely spoke, when she said the hotel around the corner would be fine
I trembled as I paid for the room
and Ken, fucking hell, hes already filling out his pants, my wife standing near me, panting, her nipples are showing, shes cant wait, and Im working on a semi, this had the makings of a historic fuck, make no mistake, the stud of studs was going to punish us both. When we hit the elevator, the door had barely closed when he pulled Pamela in close, her thighs straddled his left leg, she could feel the heat and size, his words to my wife were clear and to the point
Im going to fucking destroy you. as his mouth devoured hers. I was getting dizzy
I had put myself in this position once again
what the hell was I thinking?
I fumbled at the door, as they watched, and as I would soon be watching, the anticipation was driving all of us nuts. The door barely shut, as Ken walked to the window, and opened the curtains, my wife watching his every move, kicking off her shoes, waiting for him to lead
I want to savor this
you both understand
that my word is to be obeyed
without question. Stated Ken, and both of us readily accepted. He pulled up a chair
I want to see you
strip for me
do it slow
do it like its your last time
your last meal
savor this moment
make it yours.
My wife, of over 25 years still looks fantastic, our two children took little away, my dread, mixed with my own desire to witness Kens impending monster wreck my wife. Pull up a chair David, and enjoy the view. Said Ken, and just as I had with his son Jason
I obeyed without question. My heart beating so fast, as my wife knelt in front of him. He took off the jacket, and started to work on his tie, as my wifes hands groped the growing slab. Hes my age, but this is nuts, his abs are cut, and his arms and chest chiseled. I couldnt tell from the suit, but hes built, serious strong for his age. Thats it
go slow
enjoy it
you know what to do. said Ken, as my wife took off his shoes, and started to unbuckle his belt.
MY GOD!!! Pamelas first words since we entered as she lowered his pants, his silk underwear couldnt contain the giant cock that extended below them. I could see it all clearly, and in the natural light
it was a complete work of art as my wife lowered his underwear, inch after fat inch kept coming into view, it simply wouldnt stop, the farther she pulled them down, it seemed like an endless stream of cock was coming forth.
It was the most magnificent specimen imaginable, my wifes knowing hands gripped the growing slab, easily the equal of Jasons if not larger. Whatever the reasons, it looked delicious, my wifes mouth struggling to take in the huge head, and I embarrassed
I knew I couldnt begin to compare to him, but I was in such need to relieve myself. Longer, thicker, incredibly
the size increased, my wife stunned, myself included, it was a shocking size, hanging over three quarters down his leg, mere inches from his knee.
Jason was a monster, Ken the monster of monsters, my wifes eyes betrayed her, doubt clouded her, for Ken wasnt just packing
he was insanely huge. He knew, fuck anybody could tell, he simply had no peer. Grotesque and beautiful all at once, he had her stand and placed her on the bed, his mouth and hands going to work, her first orgasm would come from his mouth working over her pussy like no other, his hands roaming the curves I knew so well. On his knees, eating her box, his legs spread slightly , I came for the first time as I saw the head of his beyond massive cock resting on the carpet. My head shaking back and forth
absolutely no one can be this big.
As he stood, the massive thing swayed, its size undiminished, his focus completely on my wife, and she
starting to question her ability to take him. As his own large hands wrapped around the gigantic thing, his fingers and thumb were separated by at least 2 inches, crippling girth, easily besting Jasons, and easily beyond the scope of a select few that could ever hope to take him on. Ken
Im not sure I can handle you
youre
my wifes words were stopped as Ken lay the incredible bulging mass between her legs, across her belly, resting the head almost to her breasts.
Her own hands brought her off a second time, and Ken used the opportunity to attempt an entry. Holy shit
the fucking head is working its way in, my wife spreading her legs wide, trying to relax. After the head entered, I looked on in complete disbelief as a few inches followed, and the astounding amount of meat behind it
truly horse hung
I couldnt imagine anyone ever taking all of it
Begging him to stop
she had to adjust
this wasnt Jason
this exceeded anything Jason ever offered, Ken should be registered with the police
his cock a lethal size
Come on baby
were just getting started
youre a size queen
now take it like one. Said Ken, and he was about to show us both, just how deep, and hard he could fuck. He forced in another few inches, and began a slow pump, one that brought gibberish from Pam, she wouldnt make any sense for the next half hour, as he ravaged her body with more meat than seemed possible.
I was a mess both figuratively and mentally, watching Ken pummel her box, jerking myself raw, my mind reeling at the impossible union. She had taken in nearly three quarters of the fucking thing. Each thrust was earth shattering, so much power
fuck that thing is stupid huge. I wanted it to end, she had to be hurting, his colossal cock looked even larger, his staying power inhuman as I came a second time, and was working up to my third.
Bottoming out, each thrust brought forth a grunt from Pamelas lips, his girth couldnt be that gross, his breathing labored, he had to be
and was
he pulled out inch after inch of supremely fat cock
holy fuck
it appeared to be easily longer and thicker than a can of Pringles Potato chips. My wifes pussy a gaping maw, as his cock convulsed, releasing a massive load over her body. His hands stoking the massive shaft
I lost count of the still jetting streams of cum that littered her body and the bed. A load equal to his massive beef. My wife and I both cumming at the sight
his hands held a completely incomprehensible prize
nightmarish, I winced that she had taken even a portion of it
I never felt so small
he is a god.
He collapsed to his knees, and slowly spun around to sit on the floor. His cock was surreal, it remained an ungodly size, slowly, ever so slowly shrinking to a size still many times my own. Fuck, even now, as he was recovering, the damn thing was huge, he too
unable to speak
just like us
lost in the moment. He sat there, unspeaking, the only thing I could hear was my breathing, my wife lay back like she had been beaten senseless in some twisted sexual fight club. I couldnt take my eyes off it
what had it been 20 - 25 minutes, and his semi-erect cock was still massive.
Ken began to speak in almost a whisper to no in particular, maybe himself, but his left hand began to work it
egging himself on. Fuck, it just keeps getting bigger, and Pamela
she realizes
hes not done. She starts to rise, her eyes squinting in pain from his beasts prior beating, her hand massaging her overworked pussy, trying to massage away the stretch, the tingling pain, that is still coursing through her. Shes clearly done
wants nothing to do with it
not again. Once was too much, a second time lethal. I am awestruck, he is attaining an impossible size, and appears to be in a daze, his giant cock leading him, and he
hell bent on taking advantage of someone who can take him. The many years of frustration of having too much, being denied, but not today
not now
he struggles to stand, his hands working his cock to its utmost
I am guilty, powerless to stop it, mute witness to the gigantic cock that is about to take my wife a second time
guilty, since I never once helped her, I was a child in the presence of a man, her many protests unheeded, his strength unstoppable, his cock unyielding, he pulled her to the edge of the bed, and entered her with more than she could take, her beating hands on his chest and arms no match, and I sat there like a pussy, like I wasnt there, but watching some twisted movie as he forced in that beyond humongous cock, over and over again.
I didnt do anything, not as he returned her slaps, across her face, twisting her arm, while he twisted in that incredible blood club
IT CANT BE THAT BIG
my mind in disbelief
hes inhuman
the thickness
that incredible fat cock
its drawing blood, and Im helpless
hes tearing her open
sawing back and forth
with ever increasing speed, trying to bury the fucking thing in her
time stood still
my wife was crying out, but his hand held firm over her mouth
and I did nothing. I came watching his long fat beast pummel her
He kept her on the edge of the bed the entire time, he placed in more beef than seemed humanly possible to take, her fluids mixed with blood, making it look exactly like what it was
rape
and I did nothing but pleasure myself
not raising a word or action to stop him
I was his bitch as he lay into her hard
he tried to force it all in, there is simply far too much
he held firm, cumming deep in her body, holding her in place as he drove home all he could
filled, torn open, wanting the hellish thing to end, I wasnt even sure if she was conscious.
My mouth hanging open, eyes wide, drooling, as his cock began to slowly leave her body. So many fat inches, it just kept sliding out, seemingly without end
I was quaking
he clearly blew Jason away
his fat long beast covered in her juices and blood. He grabbed the massive tool with both hands, and milked the final drops of cum from the massive head. Taking in the view
my wifes tortured pussy a gaping tortured hole
the comforter covered with her fluids, ruined by the blood. She was unmoving as he stood before her. I was starting to come to my senses, but it was too late, I let him do this
this is so wrong. He turned to the bathroom, as I started to cover myself up, still in shock at his size, fuck
I find myself walking with him, leaving my wife on her own
I have to watch him clean that fucking beast.
My curiosity drove me to the door, as he turned on the faucet, bellied up to the sink, and placed the massive thing inside the bowl, and washed that massive cock. Want a taste of the jaw breaker buddy? said Ken, but I didnt understand him, his words went in and out without meaning, his shrinking cock was spellbinding. Even now, many times larger than my own. I was getting hard watching him cleanse the beast. I wanted it for my own. I knew it was the biggest
anywhere
historic
frightening
My wifes coughing broke the spell
what the fuck was I doing? What the fuck were we doing? YOU BASTARD
GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!!!!!!! screamed my wife, if she were still my wife, her eyes shooting daggers at me, and her ... Hell, she couldnt stand, falling to her knees, collecting herself
as Ken came walking out
laughing
That cured her wanderlust buddy
shell never do that again. Said Ken. Fuck you, you bastard!! Said Pamela, just as she threw up
holy shit
theres something dark
is that blood?
I was in shock, so was she
as Kens zipper made the only other sound in the room. He sauntered out, leaving my broken wife in severe pain, and our marriage
well
thats probably broken as well
how do you explain this to the kids? How do we move on from here? What have we done????