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What’s Happening?
I was getting better, but my recovery was arduous and slow. My rehab specialists were coming in three times a week starting this week, instead of the usual four. I remember quite vividly, sleeping the best I had slept since the accident. My secret? I was asleep in my chair next to the bed. Keeping my head elevated was the key. I was out cold, then stirred awake, when I felt something, it was on my right shoulder, snaking down my chest, and something pushing down, and resting upon my shoulder.
Fucking Christ! It’s Wendell’s fat dick, it’s reaching down my right pec, trying to reach my nipple, I can smell his bath soap, my eyes bleary, beginning to focus at his huge sweet hammer hung over my shoulder, his big balls resting on top, it’s so heavy, hot, fat and long. I gulp … what are his intentions? Am I supposed to suck this thing? It’s flexing on my shoulder, it’s not even full hard, it’s getting longer and thicker, filling out, and it’s huge already! Where is Alisa? I can’t stop him, I’m too weak, and unstable since the accident …
Fuck me!!! … It was just a dream, I shot awake, heart beating fast, but ‘something’ did wake me. Was it a sound? Possibly something being broken downstairs. It was them. As Wendell served Alisa a helping of huge dick in our kitchen. I had to cover my ears, as she surrendered to his gargantuan member, louder than ever, so vocal and nasty, I assumed they did this intentionally to hurt me. I wished it to stop. Eventually, after some time, I removed my hands from ears. It was quiet. I was hungry, it’s early, why couldn’t their fucking wait until Alisa had made me breakfast.
I listened intently, the silence deafening, wondering what had happened, I careened my neck looking out the window to see if Mr. Huge Dick was walking home. My house, is nearly 70 years old, and from the creak on the stairs, I knew it wasn’t Alisa. It came from someone heavier, bigger. My heart began to race, it had to be fucking Wendell. I heard the pad of his naked feet on the wood floor in the hallway. In he walked, it was dangling out in front of him. Slapping from one thigh to the other, his huge prick, nearly full hard, every fat inch on display, and I mean every inch … my eyes bulged, I had never seen it like this, either Alisa, or he, had completely shaven his pubes. That sick fat, endless prick, never looked more threatening, nor enticing. All he could offer was hanging out, my jaw dropped … and to think, I thought it looked huge before.
Nearly three quarters of it was covered in Alisa’s sloppy leavings, she was coming out of it downstairs. Cursing, calling out to Wendell, whom had come to stand within a couple of feet of me. Stroking the hellish thing with both hands like the demon he was. The head flared, my eyes squinted, as I realized what the smiling shit guzzler was about to do.
My hands came up, slapping away the huge, strong load, that shot forth aimed directly at my head. Some landed in my right eye, it stung, but not nearly as badly as Wendell’s smack down, as his spurting tool covered me in a huge load. It was in my hair, one eye, a portion shot up my nose, fucking up everything, as he laughed, tugging that monstrous organ until it’s flow slowed, as he walked in, shoving my thighs apart, and rubbed the huge head on my face, and my upper body, soiling my clothes. What a sick disgusting fuck.
He ordered me to open my eyes, and I did so, surrendering as Alisa had done so many times before, as he displayed the fully erect, bulging prick, it’s veins straining, the sticky wetness from Alisa covering nearly the entire gross thing. There was zero stubble, the entire thing freed of any hair, nothing to betray, nor hide the true enormity he possessed. It swayed and bobbed in front of me. I had never seen it this big before. Holy fucking shit! My cock responded uncontrollably to the monstrous appendage, as my cock grew inside my shorts. I was a mere fraction of the supremely huge stud in front of me.
He wagged it in front of me, pointing the head at my face, so I could look down the insanely huge fat prick, his load still leaking, long drops fell onto me, as he squeezed down the fucking thing, milking his load to the wide fat head with both hands, as the huge slit opened, a large dollop of cum froze on the tip, then slowly fell, the long strand breaking as it hit my stomach. My cock surging full hard, painfully hard, in honor of his massive, demonstratively superior horse cock. My pride shattered in more ways than I could count. I gulped for real this time, as he released the overpowering, mind-numbing fatty.
I couldn’t begin to match something so monstrous. I physically hurt, knowing full well, that it was game over. His cock strained, and that’s when he said it … “That’s my dick on Viagra bitch. I can reach a full ten inches. Look at it, it’s fucking beautiful … tell him baby … give him the bad news.” Said Wendell, tormenting me further, for his cock hadn’t lost a fraction of its size. His mammoth tool, was just warming up.
Alisa, upon hearing Wendell’s laughing, and my swearing up a storm at him, was finally aware that Wendell was tormenting me. She bolted up the stairs, came in, her body flush, so beautiful, covered with sweat, his prior load still covering her upper body. She heard him say it, those words reverberated in a never-ending echo inside my head … “A full ten inches.” He boasted, but he could back it up. I gazed upon that fat stick in awe. If that’s just ten inches? I would put my hand on the bible and swear it’s over a foot. Those ten inches looked completely unnatural, much longer and thicker than seemed possible for any human male to possess.
“Sorry baby … he’s telling the truth. The Viagra is working wonders on his already huge dick. I measured it downstairs. It went past ten inches … he’s thicker too, I barely took half of that fucking hammer down my throat. He’s never been bigger, nor better.” Said the lost love of my life. As she began to admonish him for having done this to me.
But, as usual, I got it wrong, it wasn’t ‘me’ she was concerned about. It was that she had to clean up this fucking mess. The one Wendell made. Instantly. I could see his attitude shift. Once mocking, and enjoying his torment of me, he turned towards Alisa. As she immediately froze, dead in her tracks, her hand came to her mouth. How dare she question him. Criticize him? How dare she?
He didn’t say anything. He simply glared at her. All the while, I barely looked at her, I was transfixed on the largest fucking dick I would ever see, the Viagra was doing its job alright, well above and beyond. His size scary, his purpose at this moment … to put Alisa in her proper place. What an arrogant asshole. He had zero self-awareness, or maybe? I didn’t yet understand that the massive prick he carried, brought with it a completely different sexual persona, one of complete control, dominance. I would find out later, that he had cum twice this morning, and that his baseball bat dick, was, and remains, raging hard.
I was getting better, but my recovery was arduous and slow. My rehab specialists were coming in three times a week starting this week, instead of the usual four. I remember quite vividly, sleeping the best I had slept since the accident. My secret? I was asleep in my chair next to the bed. Keeping my head elevated was the key. I was out cold, then stirred awake, when I felt something, it was on my right shoulder, snaking down my chest, and something pushing down, and resting upon my shoulder.
Fucking Christ! It’s Wendell’s fat dick, it’s reaching down my right pec, trying to reach my nipple, I can smell his bath soap, my eyes bleary, beginning to focus at his huge sweet hammer hung over my shoulder, his big balls resting on top, it’s so heavy, hot, fat and long. I gulp … what are his intentions? Am I supposed to suck this thing? It’s flexing on my shoulder, it’s not even full hard, it’s getting longer and thicker, filling out, and it’s huge already! Where is Alisa? I can’t stop him, I’m too weak, and unstable since the accident …
Fuck me!!! … It was just a dream, I shot awake, heart beating fast, but ‘something’ did wake me. Was it a sound? Possibly something being broken downstairs. It was them. As Wendell served Alisa a helping of huge dick in our kitchen. I had to cover my ears, as she surrendered to his gargantuan member, louder than ever, so vocal and nasty, I assumed they did this intentionally to hurt me. I wished it to stop. Eventually, after some time, I removed my hands from ears. It was quiet. I was hungry, it’s early, why couldn’t their fucking wait until Alisa had made me breakfast.
I listened intently, the silence deafening, wondering what had happened, I careened my neck looking out the window to see if Mr. Huge Dick was walking home. My house, is nearly 70 years old, and from the creak on the stairs, I knew it wasn’t Alisa. It came from someone heavier, bigger. My heart began to race, it had to be fucking Wendell. I heard the pad of his naked feet on the wood floor in the hallway. In he walked, it was dangling out in front of him. Slapping from one thigh to the other, his huge prick, nearly full hard, every fat inch on display, and I mean every inch … my eyes bulged, I had never seen it like this, either Alisa, or he, had completely shaven his pubes. That sick fat, endless prick, never looked more threatening, nor enticing. All he could offer was hanging out, my jaw dropped … and to think, I thought it looked huge before.
Nearly three quarters of it was covered in Alisa’s sloppy leavings, she was coming out of it downstairs. Cursing, calling out to Wendell, whom had come to stand within a couple of feet of me. Stroking the hellish thing with both hands like the demon he was. The head flared, my eyes squinted, as I realized what the smiling shit guzzler was about to do.
My hands came up, slapping away the huge, strong load, that shot forth aimed directly at my head. Some landed in my right eye, it stung, but not nearly as badly as Wendell’s smack down, as his spurting tool covered me in a huge load. It was in my hair, one eye, a portion shot up my nose, fucking up everything, as he laughed, tugging that monstrous organ until it’s flow slowed, as he walked in, shoving my thighs apart, and rubbed the huge head on my face, and my upper body, soiling my clothes. What a sick disgusting fuck.
He ordered me to open my eyes, and I did so, surrendering as Alisa had done so many times before, as he displayed the fully erect, bulging prick, it’s veins straining, the sticky wetness from Alisa covering nearly the entire gross thing. There was zero stubble, the entire thing freed of any hair, nothing to betray, nor hide the true enormity he possessed. It swayed and bobbed in front of me. I had never seen it this big before. Holy fucking shit! My cock responded uncontrollably to the monstrous appendage, as my cock grew inside my shorts. I was a mere fraction of the supremely huge stud in front of me.
He wagged it in front of me, pointing the head at my face, so I could look down the insanely huge fat prick, his load still leaking, long drops fell onto me, as he squeezed down the fucking thing, milking his load to the wide fat head with both hands, as the huge slit opened, a large dollop of cum froze on the tip, then slowly fell, the long strand breaking as it hit my stomach. My cock surging full hard, painfully hard, in honor of his massive, demonstratively superior horse cock. My pride shattered in more ways than I could count. I gulped for real this time, as he released the overpowering, mind-numbing fatty.
I couldn’t begin to match something so monstrous. I physically hurt, knowing full well, that it was game over. His cock strained, and that’s when he said it … “That’s my dick on Viagra bitch. I can reach a full ten inches. Look at it, it’s fucking beautiful … tell him baby … give him the bad news.” Said Wendell, tormenting me further, for his cock hadn’t lost a fraction of its size. His mammoth tool, was just warming up.
Alisa, upon hearing Wendell’s laughing, and my swearing up a storm at him, was finally aware that Wendell was tormenting me. She bolted up the stairs, came in, her body flush, so beautiful, covered with sweat, his prior load still covering her upper body. She heard him say it, those words reverberated in a never-ending echo inside my head … “A full ten inches.” He boasted, but he could back it up. I gazed upon that fat stick in awe. If that’s just ten inches? I would put my hand on the bible and swear it’s over a foot. Those ten inches looked completely unnatural, much longer and thicker than seemed possible for any human male to possess.
“Sorry baby … he’s telling the truth. The Viagra is working wonders on his already huge dick. I measured it downstairs. It went past ten inches … he’s thicker too, I barely took half of that fucking hammer down my throat. He’s never been bigger, nor better.” Said the lost love of my life. As she began to admonish him for having done this to me.
But, as usual, I got it wrong, it wasn’t ‘me’ she was concerned about. It was that she had to clean up this fucking mess. The one Wendell made. Instantly. I could see his attitude shift. Once mocking, and enjoying his torment of me, he turned towards Alisa. As she immediately froze, dead in her tracks, her hand came to her mouth. How dare she question him. Criticize him? How dare she?
He didn’t say anything. He simply glared at her. All the while, I barely looked at her, I was transfixed on the largest fucking dick I would ever see, the Viagra was doing its job alright, well above and beyond. His size scary, his purpose at this moment … to put Alisa in her proper place. What an arrogant asshole. He had zero self-awareness, or maybe? I didn’t yet understand that the massive prick he carried, brought with it a completely different sexual persona, one of complete control, dominance. I would find out later, that he had cum twice this morning, and that his baseball bat dick, was, and remains, raging hard.
“I’m sorry baby … I wasn’t thinking.” Said Alisa, as Wendell made nary a sound, nor move. His head went down, he was thinking of some retort, or worse, punishment. As I sat helplessly, his sticky load covering me, soaking in, drenched in man juice, his huge prick leaking onto the floor, I was so disgusted. I wanted to hurt that motherfucker … bad. The whole time, I had one eye on his gargantuan member, it was hypnotizing, his load running down my face, it’s sickening stink infecting me.
“Go downstairs, and get the butter.” Said Wendell, as Alisa began to shake her head ‘no’, her hesitation was short, she immediately turned to do as she was told. I didn’t understand. I was so in the red, that I didn’t know why the hell she was getting the butter. It soon became obvious.
He looked toward me, my tormentor, his huge dick a grim reminder of all he had sown. Astonishing thickness and length. It looked every part a foot long. She came in with the butter, knelt before him, and proceeded to cover her hands with butter, then layered it over the lower half of his huge slick prick. It began to dawn on me, but that can’t be right? He’s much too large to attempt something like that, she’s much too small. Besides, we had discussed this long ago, and she wouldn’t do it, not if her life depended upon it.
“Bring in that big chair from the other room.” He ordered; it was the way it was he said it. Monotone, deliberate, she brought in the sturdiest wooden chair from the second floor, as he set it up in front of me, he wanted me to get a good look, a really good impression, and unforgettable memory of what he was about to do, and with a slight nod, she did what I feared most of all. She grabbed the top of that fucking chair, and offered up her fine fit ass, as he picked up that fucking thing with both hands, and stroked it to a full, enormous size. As I saw Alisa relax, then watched, awestruck and afraid, as he rubbed his baseball bat dick over her ass … “Stop, stop it you motherfucker … STOP IT!” I yelled, as Alisa turned her head towards me.
“Please Michael, give it up … I want it. Come on Wendell, don’t make me wait. Fuck me stud, fuck my butt with your huge hammer!” Said Alisa, as she eyed me, licking her lips, as Wendell laughed, and shoved the head of his mighty prick into my ex’s ass. I was in shock, complete shock, as he began to slowly insert that fat prick into her. How could she? How could she accept that fucking thing inside her sweet bottom?
Inch after solid inch, until half of his huge hammer was inserted. He slapped her ass, and after she adjusted, he let that huge prick bring it out of her, all the pain/pleasure either she, or I could take. I winced, my head going back, as Alisa twisted, shouted, and came upon that fucking hog cock for an eternity. Her trembling thighs were one of many giveaways, as her orgasms came and went, as she steadily became weaker and weaker. It was then, that he walked her over to me. His huge prick still inserted. They waddled over, as she leaned into me, for I, and my chair, would support her now, as that fucking pervert finished her off, as she clutched me, hanging on for dear life, as his mammoth cock worked a sinful magic inside her ass. Bringing her off multiple times, I could feel each orgasm run through her tight body, her moans, each quiver, as he took her roughly. The both of us tormented, as Alisa’s head rubbed against mine, her hair all over the place, how her body responded to each thrust, his crippling girth ripping her wide, it’s deep penetration, as she shook, and took that impossibly huge ass fucking dick.
I couldn’t help but see him over her shoulders, behind her, smirking, thrusting his mammoth cock deep and hard, looking at me, at my reactions as drove home his many fat inches of Viagra hardened meat. When I looked under her pussy, I could see, and hear, those big balls of his slap against the underside of his mammoth organ. She was dripping onto the floor, a gross union, as his constant pumping, would seemingly never end.
I could never remember her nipples being so hard, her elevated level of excitement at being taken by him, nor the obvious difference while impaled on him, I could never bring out anything close to this from her. How weak I felt, as she held on for dear life the entire time he laid that monstrous cock deep into her body.
The both of us, in our own individual ways, were taking a serious pounding from that skinny fucker. I was ashamed of myself, for my cock was raging hard, as the horrendously endowed stud, ripped Alisa apart, never so humbled, by such a fucking loser, whom probably never made as much money in his life, than I pull in just one week. Yet here he was, his gargantuan tool destroying Alisa, and I, the weak messenger.
I had a front row seat, as her hard body was overtaken and run over. She moaned, chirped, and grimaced as that fat dick tore her a new one. Her grip, and holds on me were hurting me, as she absorbed a hellish, long dicking. I wanted it to stop, but the sick part of me was enjoying every moment, as his mammoth prick must be hard as iron, bigger, and better than ever. It took forever, but I could feel it, like she could, as she came violently, clutching me hard, as his motherfucking huge prick finally came deep inside her bottom.
I could feel her orgasm work through her body as she leaned into me, and held me tight, in the throes of a rapturous orgasm. Deep, hard, long lasting, as her bottom was turned into his personal cum dumpster. She could barely support herself, as she breathed heavily onto my chest, neck and over my shoulder, her nude body smelled of sex, perfume, satisfaction oozed from her pores, sweaty, as she trembled upon her master’s enormous hard prick. Exhausted to the core. Quite a feat, since she is a fitness addict. He pulled free, and spun her around so she fell, and sat on my lap. Her hair in my face, her dirty bottom leaving its nasty stain on my lap, as he stood before us. His huge dick had done it’s damage, both physical … and mental.
“How did that feel Michael? Having your wife cum so many times with her beautiful body hanging over yours. Clutching you, as you felt her body tremble and shake upon my huge dick … how did it feel? You could never make her cum like that, nor so often. You’re not half the man I am. And to think you thought you had a big dick. What a fucking joke.” Said the cock sure ass wipe. I guess you can talk like that with a dick as monstrous as his, and with a man, whom was still weak from an accident of over a month ago, whom was helpless to do anything about it.
I didn’t verbally respond, as I weakly pushed my ex off me, as she limply rolled to the floor, to slowly rise up on weak knees, all our eyes, locked onto the master of us all. He was still rock hard, Viagra, plus a twenty-year old’s ability to maintain multiple erections, his own stare upon the huge gross fucking thing seemed to fuel his fire.
“I’ve never been bigger bitches. Look at that fucking monster. Bet you want a taste Michael …” Said the tall skinny loser, whom held all the big dick cards. Wielding that fucking thing with both hands, as he stared me down, swinging that huge dick directly into our line of sight. Sucking the very life from me. His dirty schlong was stunningly impressive. I didn’t pack anything close to that. I doubt few do.
“Go downstairs, and get the butter.” Said Wendell, as Alisa began to shake her head ‘no’, her hesitation was short, she immediately turned to do as she was told. I didn’t understand. I was so in the red, that I didn’t know why the hell she was getting the butter. It soon became obvious.
He looked toward me, my tormentor, his huge dick a grim reminder of all he had sown. Astonishing thickness and length. It looked every part a foot long. She came in with the butter, knelt before him, and proceeded to cover her hands with butter, then layered it over the lower half of his huge slick prick. It began to dawn on me, but that can’t be right? He’s much too large to attempt something like that, she’s much too small. Besides, we had discussed this long ago, and she wouldn’t do it, not if her life depended upon it.
“Bring in that big chair from the other room.” He ordered; it was the way it was he said it. Monotone, deliberate, she brought in the sturdiest wooden chair from the second floor, as he set it up in front of me, he wanted me to get a good look, a really good impression, and unforgettable memory of what he was about to do, and with a slight nod, she did what I feared most of all. She grabbed the top of that fucking chair, and offered up her fine fit ass, as he picked up that fucking thing with both hands, and stroked it to a full, enormous size. As I saw Alisa relax, then watched, awestruck and afraid, as he rubbed his baseball bat dick over her ass … “Stop, stop it you motherfucker … STOP IT!” I yelled, as Alisa turned her head towards me.
“Please Michael, give it up … I want it. Come on Wendell, don’t make me wait. Fuck me stud, fuck my butt with your huge hammer!” Said Alisa, as she eyed me, licking her lips, as Wendell laughed, and shoved the head of his mighty prick into my ex’s ass. I was in shock, complete shock, as he began to slowly insert that fat prick into her. How could she? How could she accept that fucking thing inside her sweet bottom?
Inch after solid inch, until half of his huge hammer was inserted. He slapped her ass, and after she adjusted, he let that huge prick bring it out of her, all the pain/pleasure either she, or I could take. I winced, my head going back, as Alisa twisted, shouted, and came upon that fucking hog cock for an eternity. Her trembling thighs were one of many giveaways, as her orgasms came and went, as she steadily became weaker and weaker. It was then, that he walked her over to me. His huge prick still inserted. They waddled over, as she leaned into me, for I, and my chair, would support her now, as that fucking pervert finished her off, as she clutched me, hanging on for dear life, as his mammoth cock worked a sinful magic inside her ass. Bringing her off multiple times, I could feel each orgasm run through her tight body, her moans, each quiver, as he took her roughly. The both of us tormented, as Alisa’s head rubbed against mine, her hair all over the place, how her body responded to each thrust, his crippling girth ripping her wide, it’s deep penetration, as she shook, and took that impossibly huge ass fucking dick.
I couldn’t help but see him over her shoulders, behind her, smirking, thrusting his mammoth cock deep and hard, looking at me, at my reactions as drove home his many fat inches of Viagra hardened meat. When I looked under her pussy, I could see, and hear, those big balls of his slap against the underside of his mammoth organ. She was dripping onto the floor, a gross union, as his constant pumping, would seemingly never end.
I could never remember her nipples being so hard, her elevated level of excitement at being taken by him, nor the obvious difference while impaled on him, I could never bring out anything close to this from her. How weak I felt, as she held on for dear life the entire time he laid that monstrous cock deep into her body.
The both of us, in our own individual ways, were taking a serious pounding from that skinny fucker. I was ashamed of myself, for my cock was raging hard, as the horrendously endowed stud, ripped Alisa apart, never so humbled, by such a fucking loser, whom probably never made as much money in his life, than I pull in just one week. Yet here he was, his gargantuan tool destroying Alisa, and I, the weak messenger.
I had a front row seat, as her hard body was overtaken and run over. She moaned, chirped, and grimaced as that fat dick tore her a new one. Her grip, and holds on me were hurting me, as she absorbed a hellish, long dicking. I wanted it to stop, but the sick part of me was enjoying every moment, as his mammoth prick must be hard as iron, bigger, and better than ever. It took forever, but I could feel it, like she could, as she came violently, clutching me hard, as his motherfucking huge prick finally came deep inside her bottom.
I could feel her orgasm work through her body as she leaned into me, and held me tight, in the throes of a rapturous orgasm. Deep, hard, long lasting, as her bottom was turned into his personal cum dumpster. She could barely support herself, as she breathed heavily onto my chest, neck and over my shoulder, her nude body smelled of sex, perfume, satisfaction oozed from her pores, sweaty, as she trembled upon her master’s enormous hard prick. Exhausted to the core. Quite a feat, since she is a fitness addict. He pulled free, and spun her around so she fell, and sat on my lap. Her hair in my face, her dirty bottom leaving its nasty stain on my lap, as he stood before us. His huge dick had done it’s damage, both physical … and mental.
“How did that feel Michael? Having your wife cum so many times with her beautiful body hanging over yours. Clutching you, as you felt her body tremble and shake upon my huge dick … how did it feel? You could never make her cum like that, nor so often. You’re not half the man I am. And to think you thought you had a big dick. What a fucking joke.” Said the cock sure ass wipe. I guess you can talk like that with a dick as monstrous as his, and with a man, whom was still weak from an accident of over a month ago, whom was helpless to do anything about it.
I didn’t verbally respond, as I weakly pushed my ex off me, as she limply rolled to the floor, to slowly rise up on weak knees, all our eyes, locked onto the master of us all. He was still rock hard, Viagra, plus a twenty-year old’s ability to maintain multiple erections, his own stare upon the huge gross fucking thing seemed to fuel his fire.
“I’ve never been bigger bitches. Look at that fucking monster. Bet you want a taste Michael …” Said the tall skinny loser, whom held all the big dick cards. Wielding that fucking thing with both hands, as he stared me down, swinging that huge dick directly into our line of sight. Sucking the very life from me. His dirty schlong was stunningly impressive. I didn’t pack anything close to that. I doubt few do.
Alisa was spent, fucked to near complete exhaustion. She held his hand when it was offered to her. His cock remained an imposing, ever ready weapon. I had no doubts that he could keep going, but in all fairness. Alisa had been spread, plundered, and all holes violated, by a tremendously fat ten-inch dick.
She kissed the back of his hand, as she knelt, collecting her remaining energy, so she could be led by him to our shower, where they showered together. They were in there a long time. I arose, and walked to the door of the bathroom with the aid of my cane, watching as she bathed him. She saved the mammoth prick for last, they didn’t say a word the entire time, there was something so highly erotic about the whole affair, as she tended to the massive organ. The showers water dancing off their nude bodies, as I noticed him staring at me, a sick little smile, as ‘my’ woman rinsed his magnificent cock.
He emerged, his hands never touching the towel, as she dried him. His sick dick was still swollen, even in it’s current condition, it was supremely intimidating. He knew it. He looked down upon Alisa, as she dried his feet, slowly looking up to me.
It hardly seemed fair, as his huge dick was cleaned by my submissive wife. It wasn’t far from full hard. I found out later, that Wendell had discovered his fathers stash of Viagra that very morning, and they decided to break it in. Not realizing, that Wendell’s enormous starting point, would allow his already huge dick, to completely fill out, and maximize his true, horrific potential.
He came out first, his spent dick still swollen, abused, coldly eyeing me. Even then, it was no contest, my shoulders dropped as he walked past. I couldn’t begin to compete with something so hideously huge. He came upstairs naked, and he left that way, that fat stick of his bouncing noisily from thigh to thigh. Alisa came out shortly afterwards, following him downstairs, her wet footprints upon the floor were about to be her last. I had enough. I was also wondering when Wendell’s parents would return. It had been over ten days ago; it was nearing two weeks since they left. That wasn’t right, something was off. I wanted this nightmare to end, hoping the return of his parents would end this fucking nightmare. Never more determined to keep that shit stick out of my house. Never again.
I masturbated after they left. I came quickly. Embarrassingly so, I admit freely, I came thinking about his Viagra induced, and completely exposed horse dick. And I was wrong. I’m not even a quarter of the mass he possesses. He is truly gargantuan, a complete flesh zeppelin. Wendell admitted to Alisa, that he paid homage to his ungodly huge organ with an over the top masturbation, edging session, that lasted over two hours, teasing and manipulating his dick to it’s utmost. Coming a painfully fourth time in roughly four hours.
She fed me a late morning breakfast, then she retired to the couch. She slept until the late afternoon. All her holes hurt, but that didn’t stop her from going over to see him. I watched from our kitchen, as he railed her on his back porch. The motherfucker, the fucking low life loser. He spoiled her for me, or for any other man. After all he had done to her, she literally bowed down, and worshiped that fat dick of his while he sat back in a chair, and watched me, watching him. He ripped her apart, mind fucked me the entire fucking day, and laid back in that chair laughing as Alisa jerked, sucked, kissed, licked and worked that massive dong of his to a size fit for an elephant.
Eventually, he moaned, yelling out, and came for the umpteenth time that day. His abused organ never bigger, his ego even larger, as Alisa lapped up and down that huge towering dick until she had finished servicing it to his satisfaction. She cuddled with him afterwards, sitting in his lap, fetching them some wine, and enjoying each other while I wallowed in disgust. I jerked off watching them. How could I not? It’s the only thing going. Realizing I was starting over. I had no life with Alisa anymore. I was alone. Never more alone in my entire life. So this is ‘life’ around a dominate male …
I remain in a very dark place.
She kissed the back of his hand, as she knelt, collecting her remaining energy, so she could be led by him to our shower, where they showered together. They were in there a long time. I arose, and walked to the door of the bathroom with the aid of my cane, watching as she bathed him. She saved the mammoth prick for last, they didn’t say a word the entire time, there was something so highly erotic about the whole affair, as she tended to the massive organ. The showers water dancing off their nude bodies, as I noticed him staring at me, a sick little smile, as ‘my’ woman rinsed his magnificent cock.
He emerged, his hands never touching the towel, as she dried him. His sick dick was still swollen, even in it’s current condition, it was supremely intimidating. He knew it. He looked down upon Alisa, as she dried his feet, slowly looking up to me.
It hardly seemed fair, as his huge dick was cleaned by my submissive wife. It wasn’t far from full hard. I found out later, that Wendell had discovered his fathers stash of Viagra that very morning, and they decided to break it in. Not realizing, that Wendell’s enormous starting point, would allow his already huge dick, to completely fill out, and maximize his true, horrific potential.
He came out first, his spent dick still swollen, abused, coldly eyeing me. Even then, it was no contest, my shoulders dropped as he walked past. I couldn’t begin to compete with something so hideously huge. He came upstairs naked, and he left that way, that fat stick of his bouncing noisily from thigh to thigh. Alisa came out shortly afterwards, following him downstairs, her wet footprints upon the floor were about to be her last. I had enough. I was also wondering when Wendell’s parents would return. It had been over ten days ago; it was nearing two weeks since they left. That wasn’t right, something was off. I wanted this nightmare to end, hoping the return of his parents would end this fucking nightmare. Never more determined to keep that shit stick out of my house. Never again.
I masturbated after they left. I came quickly. Embarrassingly so, I admit freely, I came thinking about his Viagra induced, and completely exposed horse dick. And I was wrong. I’m not even a quarter of the mass he possesses. He is truly gargantuan, a complete flesh zeppelin. Wendell admitted to Alisa, that he paid homage to his ungodly huge organ with an over the top masturbation, edging session, that lasted over two hours, teasing and manipulating his dick to it’s utmost. Coming a painfully fourth time in roughly four hours.
She fed me a late morning breakfast, then she retired to the couch. She slept until the late afternoon. All her holes hurt, but that didn’t stop her from going over to see him. I watched from our kitchen, as he railed her on his back porch. The motherfucker, the fucking low life loser. He spoiled her for me, or for any other man. After all he had done to her, she literally bowed down, and worshiped that fat dick of his while he sat back in a chair, and watched me, watching him. He ripped her apart, mind fucked me the entire fucking day, and laid back in that chair laughing as Alisa jerked, sucked, kissed, licked and worked that massive dong of his to a size fit for an elephant.
Eventually, he moaned, yelling out, and came for the umpteenth time that day. His abused organ never bigger, his ego even larger, as Alisa lapped up and down that huge towering dick until she had finished servicing it to his satisfaction. She cuddled with him afterwards, sitting in his lap, fetching them some wine, and enjoying each other while I wallowed in disgust. I jerked off watching them. How could I not? It’s the only thing going. Realizing I was starting over. I had no life with Alisa anymore. I was alone. Never more alone in my entire life. So this is ‘life’ around a dominate male …
I remain in a very dark place.
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Can’t You Hear Me Knocking
After the ‘beating’ I took yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised that Alisa woke me, and called me down for breakfast. As usual, I was in my sweatpants, t-shirt, and bathrobe. The proper attire for someone recovering from head injuries. As for Alisa’s staying in the house? I wasn’t going to budge; she would be out on her ass soon enough. Eggs, bacon, hash browns, wheat toast, flavored coffee, OJ … the breakfast couldn’t be better. Well, it could be better, much better.
We talked, not a lot, but more than usual, and when I left the table to go to the bathroom, she took that as a cue to leave. Which she did, I looked back, longingly, as her wonderful body called out to me. Her life force so strong, her beauty still held me in a vicious grip. When I came out of the bathroom, I hoped that she had stayed, but she was gone.
I looked out, and sure enough, she was on his back porch, talking with him. He was holding a small couch pillow, which he threw down at his feet. He came up to her, and began undressing her. That skinny shit stick inspected her body like the fucking pervert he was. Fingering her pussy, slapping her boobs and ass. Bending her over, testing her flexibility, her head to her knees, hands flat on the deck.
Jesus … his hammer is huge, his shorts are bent outwards, it’s far down his leg. Twisting along his left leg, facing our house, I had the lights off, not wanting him to see me, yet he looked over towards where I sat, rubbing my cock through my shorts. He couldn’t see me, I was sure of it, but he looked just the same, staring me down as he manhandled my Alisa.
All parties knew what the pillow was for. As Alisa knelt upon it, and began to unwrap the huge fat dick within his shorts and underwear. She pulled them down together, slowly, her eyes feasting on the gargantuan flexing organ. It swelled further, it’s confinement coming to a close, as the huge head of his giant dick, finally cleared his shorts and underwear.
It was time for the equipment to be serviced, and service it she did. The cocky bastard stood there, fists on his hips, admiring his huge inflating prick, as Alisa used both her hands to direct the thing into her mouth. Practice? … it clearly paid off, for over half of the gigantic prick was inhaled with ease. What should choke, and kill most women, was dutifully taken into her mouth, stretching her expanding throat. Alisa should be in the circus.
That scruffy shit faced loser, grinning wide as his huge dick magically disappeared past any gage reflex. I could see it, his excitement was rising, the already thick dick filling out more and more, harder, longer, the veins bulging. I’ve got my cock out, jerking off, watching his huge slick prick being serviced by my Alisa, her hands so small on his monster cock … knock, knock. Knock, knock.
WTF???? Who is knocking on our front door? Holy shit! Do I answer?
I began to cover myself up, packing away my cock, it’s near 10AM, and someone is here? Who the fuck is it? Who’s cock blocking me? I thought, as I saw the outline of a young woman at our door, leaning from side to side trying to look in. Fuck me, it’s Mindy. Alisa’s friend, a little hot body herself, shallow as hell, I can barely stand to talk to her as it is.
She sees me … fuck, fuck, fuck.
I approached the door slowly using my cane, getting more nauseous with each step, opened the door, and let her in.
“Hi Michael, how are you? I thought Alisa would answer the door. My God, you still look like shit. I didn’t know it was ‘that’ bad. You look like a raccoon.” She stated. Yeah dipshit, that’s what happens when your skull is fractured in multiple places. I thought, wondering if she could see my bulging cock through my sweat pants.
“Yeah, well that’s what can happen. As for Alisa, you missed her, she stepped out.” I replied, as she looked around me, towards the back of the house, I knew she could smell the coffee, and sure enough.
“You know what? If she’s coming back soon, I sure could use a cup of coffee.” She inquired, so I asked her to sit, she told me she could get it but I told her ‘no’, since I didn’t want her back there, she might see Alisa getting railed by Wendell. I couldn’t live that down. Besides, I told her I needed the exercise.
As I brought the coffee out, she asked about the timing Alisa’s return, she then went on and on about shit that didn’t matter, maybe my lack of replies was starting to click, or maybe it was something she heard from outside. Alisa left the backdoor open, only the screen door remained closed.
Mindy’s brown eyes darted to me, as she went silent, her eyes went wide. “HOLY Shit Michael! Someone is getting railed … can you hear her? She’s getting it good. Do you know where it’s coming from? You’ve got some nasty neighbors. How fun!” Said Mindy, my heart sinking, for she would surely investigate the source, as I too heard Alisa moaning outside, for fuck’s sake, can’t I catch a fucking break?
“That … that would be Alisa … and our neighbor, a skinny fucking loser named Wendell.” I replied, waiting for her response.
“Noooooo … you’re kidding me. Not Alisa, she loves you, you’re just fucking with me.” Replied Mindy, but she could tell by my steely glare into nowhere, that I wasn’t fucking around. Alisa was the one fucking around. I was leaning forward in my chair, and sat back, resigned to my fate.
“You don’t have to believe me. They’re on the back porch.” I replied, exasperated, as Mindy stood, gazing at me with the most curious look, looking towards the kitchen, then back at me …
“You’re fucking with me … right?” She asked, her feet pointing to the kitchen.
“Go see for yourself.” I replied, with a nod towards the back of the house. For the moans and groans were louder, more intense, as Wendell laid his huge prick deep within Alisa.
I didn’t have to look, seen it all before. I heard Mindy’s steps come to a complete stop. She stared, and continued to stare, she was frozen, and as I slowly walked up, I swear, I saw it with my own eyes, her nipples were expanding, filling out, tenting her shirt through her bra, and she must have huge nipples, her chest rising and falling more rapidly, as she took in Wendell’s huge prick rip into Alisa.
Alisa was facing the back of the yard, holding onto the porch railing, as it creaked underneath her, as Wendell slammed his mammoth dick into her from behind. I could hear Mindy breathing, unaware that I was standing next to her, so completely focused as the giant prick ripped through Alisa’s tight hardbody.
Mindy gulped, jaw hanging open … she began to speak, softly, so softly, I barely heard her …
After the ‘beating’ I took yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised that Alisa woke me, and called me down for breakfast. As usual, I was in my sweatpants, t-shirt, and bathrobe. The proper attire for someone recovering from head injuries. As for Alisa’s staying in the house? I wasn’t going to budge; she would be out on her ass soon enough. Eggs, bacon, hash browns, wheat toast, flavored coffee, OJ … the breakfast couldn’t be better. Well, it could be better, much better.
We talked, not a lot, but more than usual, and when I left the table to go to the bathroom, she took that as a cue to leave. Which she did, I looked back, longingly, as her wonderful body called out to me. Her life force so strong, her beauty still held me in a vicious grip. When I came out of the bathroom, I hoped that she had stayed, but she was gone.
I looked out, and sure enough, she was on his back porch, talking with him. He was holding a small couch pillow, which he threw down at his feet. He came up to her, and began undressing her. That skinny shit stick inspected her body like the fucking pervert he was. Fingering her pussy, slapping her boobs and ass. Bending her over, testing her flexibility, her head to her knees, hands flat on the deck.
Jesus … his hammer is huge, his shorts are bent outwards, it’s far down his leg. Twisting along his left leg, facing our house, I had the lights off, not wanting him to see me, yet he looked over towards where I sat, rubbing my cock through my shorts. He couldn’t see me, I was sure of it, but he looked just the same, staring me down as he manhandled my Alisa.
All parties knew what the pillow was for. As Alisa knelt upon it, and began to unwrap the huge fat dick within his shorts and underwear. She pulled them down together, slowly, her eyes feasting on the gargantuan flexing organ. It swelled further, it’s confinement coming to a close, as the huge head of his giant dick, finally cleared his shorts and underwear.
It was time for the equipment to be serviced, and service it she did. The cocky bastard stood there, fists on his hips, admiring his huge inflating prick, as Alisa used both her hands to direct the thing into her mouth. Practice? … it clearly paid off, for over half of the gigantic prick was inhaled with ease. What should choke, and kill most women, was dutifully taken into her mouth, stretching her expanding throat. Alisa should be in the circus.
That scruffy shit faced loser, grinning wide as his huge dick magically disappeared past any gage reflex. I could see it, his excitement was rising, the already thick dick filling out more and more, harder, longer, the veins bulging. I’ve got my cock out, jerking off, watching his huge slick prick being serviced by my Alisa, her hands so small on his monster cock … knock, knock. Knock, knock.
WTF???? Who is knocking on our front door? Holy shit! Do I answer?
I began to cover myself up, packing away my cock, it’s near 10AM, and someone is here? Who the fuck is it? Who’s cock blocking me? I thought, as I saw the outline of a young woman at our door, leaning from side to side trying to look in. Fuck me, it’s Mindy. Alisa’s friend, a little hot body herself, shallow as hell, I can barely stand to talk to her as it is.
She sees me … fuck, fuck, fuck.
I approached the door slowly using my cane, getting more nauseous with each step, opened the door, and let her in.
“Hi Michael, how are you? I thought Alisa would answer the door. My God, you still look like shit. I didn’t know it was ‘that’ bad. You look like a raccoon.” She stated. Yeah dipshit, that’s what happens when your skull is fractured in multiple places. I thought, wondering if she could see my bulging cock through my sweat pants.
“Yeah, well that’s what can happen. As for Alisa, you missed her, she stepped out.” I replied, as she looked around me, towards the back of the house, I knew she could smell the coffee, and sure enough.
“You know what? If she’s coming back soon, I sure could use a cup of coffee.” She inquired, so I asked her to sit, she told me she could get it but I told her ‘no’, since I didn’t want her back there, she might see Alisa getting railed by Wendell. I couldn’t live that down. Besides, I told her I needed the exercise.
As I brought the coffee out, she asked about the timing Alisa’s return, she then went on and on about shit that didn’t matter, maybe my lack of replies was starting to click, or maybe it was something she heard from outside. Alisa left the backdoor open, only the screen door remained closed.
Mindy’s brown eyes darted to me, as she went silent, her eyes went wide. “HOLY Shit Michael! Someone is getting railed … can you hear her? She’s getting it good. Do you know where it’s coming from? You’ve got some nasty neighbors. How fun!” Said Mindy, my heart sinking, for she would surely investigate the source, as I too heard Alisa moaning outside, for fuck’s sake, can’t I catch a fucking break?
“That … that would be Alisa … and our neighbor, a skinny fucking loser named Wendell.” I replied, waiting for her response.
“Noooooo … you’re kidding me. Not Alisa, she loves you, you’re just fucking with me.” Replied Mindy, but she could tell by my steely glare into nowhere, that I wasn’t fucking around. Alisa was the one fucking around. I was leaning forward in my chair, and sat back, resigned to my fate.
“You don’t have to believe me. They’re on the back porch.” I replied, exasperated, as Mindy stood, gazing at me with the most curious look, looking towards the kitchen, then back at me …
“You’re fucking with me … right?” She asked, her feet pointing to the kitchen.
“Go see for yourself.” I replied, with a nod towards the back of the house. For the moans and groans were louder, more intense, as Wendell laid his huge prick deep within Alisa.
I didn’t have to look, seen it all before. I heard Mindy’s steps come to a complete stop. She stared, and continued to stare, she was frozen, and as I slowly walked up, I swear, I saw it with my own eyes, her nipples were expanding, filling out, tenting her shirt through her bra, and she must have huge nipples, her chest rising and falling more rapidly, as she took in Wendell’s huge prick rip into Alisa.
Alisa was facing the back of the yard, holding onto the porch railing, as it creaked underneath her, as Wendell slammed his mammoth dick into her from behind. I could hear Mindy breathing, unaware that I was standing next to her, so completely focused as the giant prick ripped through Alisa’s tight hardbody.
Mindy gulped, jaw hanging open … she began to speak, softly, so softly, I barely heard her …
“Jesus … that can’t be real? Not that big. No one can be that big. That’s not possible. I mean look at it … it’s enormous. It’s got to be over a foot long. No, no, no … that’s not real … it can’t be.” Said Mindy, her voice trailing off, trying to convince herself that Wendell wasn’t hung, that it must be a strap on, a toy of some sort, since no man could possess something so completely outsized, but the visual evidence was so strong, the reality of the fat pole was inescapable, bordering on abnormal, it’s appearance to sudden, there should have been some warning, as she began to realize it was terrifyingly real.
I stood alongside her, as we watched Wendell’s herculean sized weapon rip through Alisa. Mindy probably wasn’t aware that her right hand was massaging her left breast, as she placed the coffee cup down, and began to massage her pussy through her jeans with her left. We both saw Alisa cum hard upon the huge fucking thing.
“My God … it’s so huge. How can Alisa handle that? How can she??? … MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!” Yelled out Mindy, as we both witnessed Wendell’s massive dick slip free of Alisa’s pussy, it hung down so far, so thick, bouncing around as he reached down for the slick monstrous dick, as both Wendell and Alisa looked towards our house, as Mindy, frightened, ducked down, for they easily heard her yell out.
Wendell? That fucking shitfaced mother fucker, was looking towards my house, as Alisa, weakly did the same, holding onto the porch railing for support. Wendell’s huge prick was straining hard, as he jerked it with both hands. Staring me down, and my mystery ‘guest’, as Mindy pulled on my shirt sleeve, saying …
“Get down Michael, they’ll see you.” Said Mindy, but it was too late.
“You don’t get it, they heard you, clear as day, they know someone is here with me … a ‘woman’ someone. It’s okay, stand up and look at this asshole.” I replied, as Mindy stood, and gazed upon the beast.
“Holy shit! Look at it … that’s incredible, and it’s so beautiful, that’s the prettiest, most succulent cock I’ve ever seen. How did Alisa take that thing inside her? Holy shit, that skinny fuck is hung fucking huge, he’s so fucking hot.” Said Mindy, as I looked at her in disbelief. Seriously? Hot? Wendell is hot? Fucking hot? Are you fucking brain dead? My mind reeled, but I couldn’t dispel the obvious, that his cock wasn’t only completely oversized, it was appealing to look at, ‘pretty’? Maybe I wouldn’t use that word, but this kid was hit by the wand of the huge cock fairy more than once. He let loose his solid huge prick, letting it dangle, just inches from his knees. “Holy shit Michael … now that’s a dick.” Said Mindy, licking he lips, as Alisa began to stand, her eyes questioning whom it could be inside this house of ours?
I was about to say something, when I saw Mindy walking to the back door, I shut up at that point, as I saw Alisa’s surprise when Mindy appeared through the fence door, her head dropping, as Wendell asked who it was. His huge sloppy prick was still raging hard. I went closer to the window, as Wendell and Alisa looked down from the porch to Mindy, whom didn’t care one damn bit that they could see where she was looking. Her attention riveted on the fat, solid, huge ten inches of Wendell Williams. Even from here, I could see a string of fluids falling from the monstrous organ.
Mindy walked over to the porch, and approached with hand over mouth, her eyesight was even with the mammoth hanging prick, her lustful stare upon the huge dick, brought a sick confidence to Wendell’s little mind.
“Hey dummy. Our eyes are up here.” Said a completely nude Alisa, as Mindy responded …
“Yeah … yeah … I know, but like, like, I’ve never seen one like this before, nothing even fucking close. This guy is hung like a fucking horse. Jesus, it’s so big, so long, so fat.” She stood within a few feet of the thing, her eyes travelling up and down the gargantuan organ, that flexed, swayed, it’s size seemingly commanded her immediate, undying respect. As well it should. Wendell stood so proud. That skinny fuck showed it off for her, as she came in closer. Steadying herself with both hands on the porch deck, eyes locked onto the huge fat dick, wet with Alisa’s orgasms, glistening, dripping, total big cock eye candy.
“Fuck me, but my boyfriend’s not even close to that. That’s a third fucking leg. Not even close to any guy I’ve been with. Fuck that, not even the first four guys I was with could add up to that … that beautiful huge cock, that delicious, mouthwatering monster dick. Alisa? How can you? How can you take that thing inside you? He’s fucking enormous.” Said Mindy quite clearly, the shit eating grin on Wendell as she continued to admire his oversized hog. There it was again, Mindy keeps eyeing it, licking her lips. She’s not even aware she’s doing it. She’s fucking mesmerized by the fucking thing.
“So, I take it you and Michael were watching from the kitchen?” Asked Alisa, as her naked body, flush from being taken by said monster dick, looked down from the porch. Her arms crossed, her beautiful breasts slightly squeezed together, her nipples full hard, her pussy, recently vacated by the largest dick imaginable.
“Yeah … I heard, no … ‘we’ heard the moaning, the deep moaning. Michael told me it was you, and I didn’t believe him at first, I was like … “Shut the fuck up!” that was … until … fuck me. How big is it? How fucking big is that huge dick?” Asked Mindy, completely taken in by the horrific size. Her eyes never left the huge prick, it’s owner said nothing, he just let it hang, sweet dangling meat, letting her soak in his massive, long fat dick.
“That? … is over ten inches long, and over seven inches thick along most of the shaft. Wendell’s slightly bigger than most.” Stated Alisa, she would know, she’s measured the fucking thing, and from appearances, it looks much bigger than that, something that Mindy couldn’t help but allude to.
“Fuck you. Fuck you both. He’s bigger than ten inches, he has to be. Look how far down it hangs. That’s a foot easy. Probably more.” Said Mindy, so sure of herself. Yet, they had no reason to exaggerate, he was overly equipped, grotesquely so.
“Go ahead, pull on that big dick. You know you want to.” Said Wendell, stepping in closer, his hammer so huge and solid.
Mindy looked towards Alisa, for permission, which she gave with a nod, but Mindy asked the wrong person, and even from here, I could see Mindy’s hands shaking, as she reached through the rails of porch fence, and grasped Wendell’s huge flesh cannon with both hands. Admiring the thickness, trying to reach around the fat dick, but clearly failing, she pulled down, pulling the skinny fucks monster cock closer to his knee.
“Fuck meeeeeeee.” Said Mindy, all drawn out, in awe, complete awe and utter respect for Wendell’s massive club. She would come to her senses, after feeling, and examining the giant dick, she would come out of it, break the huge dick spell it cast. Wendell was too big, way too big.
“It’s so hard … so long, and sooooooo fat. I can’t understand this. How did you get so big?” She asked, as her hands prodded and pulled the huge prick to ever greater hardness.
I stood alongside her, as we watched Wendell’s herculean sized weapon rip through Alisa. Mindy probably wasn’t aware that her right hand was massaging her left breast, as she placed the coffee cup down, and began to massage her pussy through her jeans with her left. We both saw Alisa cum hard upon the huge fucking thing.
“My God … it’s so huge. How can Alisa handle that? How can she??? … MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!” Yelled out Mindy, as we both witnessed Wendell’s massive dick slip free of Alisa’s pussy, it hung down so far, so thick, bouncing around as he reached down for the slick monstrous dick, as both Wendell and Alisa looked towards our house, as Mindy, frightened, ducked down, for they easily heard her yell out.
Wendell? That fucking shitfaced mother fucker, was looking towards my house, as Alisa, weakly did the same, holding onto the porch railing for support. Wendell’s huge prick was straining hard, as he jerked it with both hands. Staring me down, and my mystery ‘guest’, as Mindy pulled on my shirt sleeve, saying …
“Get down Michael, they’ll see you.” Said Mindy, but it was too late.
“You don’t get it, they heard you, clear as day, they know someone is here with me … a ‘woman’ someone. It’s okay, stand up and look at this asshole.” I replied, as Mindy stood, and gazed upon the beast.
“Holy shit! Look at it … that’s incredible, and it’s so beautiful, that’s the prettiest, most succulent cock I’ve ever seen. How did Alisa take that thing inside her? Holy shit, that skinny fuck is hung fucking huge, he’s so fucking hot.” Said Mindy, as I looked at her in disbelief. Seriously? Hot? Wendell is hot? Fucking hot? Are you fucking brain dead? My mind reeled, but I couldn’t dispel the obvious, that his cock wasn’t only completely oversized, it was appealing to look at, ‘pretty’? Maybe I wouldn’t use that word, but this kid was hit by the wand of the huge cock fairy more than once. He let loose his solid huge prick, letting it dangle, just inches from his knees. “Holy shit Michael … now that’s a dick.” Said Mindy, licking he lips, as Alisa began to stand, her eyes questioning whom it could be inside this house of ours?
I was about to say something, when I saw Mindy walking to the back door, I shut up at that point, as I saw Alisa’s surprise when Mindy appeared through the fence door, her head dropping, as Wendell asked who it was. His huge sloppy prick was still raging hard. I went closer to the window, as Wendell and Alisa looked down from the porch to Mindy, whom didn’t care one damn bit that they could see where she was looking. Her attention riveted on the fat, solid, huge ten inches of Wendell Williams. Even from here, I could see a string of fluids falling from the monstrous organ.
Mindy walked over to the porch, and approached with hand over mouth, her eyesight was even with the mammoth hanging prick, her lustful stare upon the huge dick, brought a sick confidence to Wendell’s little mind.
“Hey dummy. Our eyes are up here.” Said a completely nude Alisa, as Mindy responded …
“Yeah … yeah … I know, but like, like, I’ve never seen one like this before, nothing even fucking close. This guy is hung like a fucking horse. Jesus, it’s so big, so long, so fat.” She stood within a few feet of the thing, her eyes travelling up and down the gargantuan organ, that flexed, swayed, it’s size seemingly commanded her immediate, undying respect. As well it should. Wendell stood so proud. That skinny fuck showed it off for her, as she came in closer. Steadying herself with both hands on the porch deck, eyes locked onto the huge fat dick, wet with Alisa’s orgasms, glistening, dripping, total big cock eye candy.
“Fuck me, but my boyfriend’s not even close to that. That’s a third fucking leg. Not even close to any guy I’ve been with. Fuck that, not even the first four guys I was with could add up to that … that beautiful huge cock, that delicious, mouthwatering monster dick. Alisa? How can you? How can you take that thing inside you? He’s fucking enormous.” Said Mindy quite clearly, the shit eating grin on Wendell as she continued to admire his oversized hog. There it was again, Mindy keeps eyeing it, licking her lips. She’s not even aware she’s doing it. She’s fucking mesmerized by the fucking thing.
“So, I take it you and Michael were watching from the kitchen?” Asked Alisa, as her naked body, flush from being taken by said monster dick, looked down from the porch. Her arms crossed, her beautiful breasts slightly squeezed together, her nipples full hard, her pussy, recently vacated by the largest dick imaginable.
“Yeah … I heard, no … ‘we’ heard the moaning, the deep moaning. Michael told me it was you, and I didn’t believe him at first, I was like … “Shut the fuck up!” that was … until … fuck me. How big is it? How fucking big is that huge dick?” Asked Mindy, completely taken in by the horrific size. Her eyes never left the huge prick, it’s owner said nothing, he just let it hang, sweet dangling meat, letting her soak in his massive, long fat dick.
“That? … is over ten inches long, and over seven inches thick along most of the shaft. Wendell’s slightly bigger than most.” Stated Alisa, she would know, she’s measured the fucking thing, and from appearances, it looks much bigger than that, something that Mindy couldn’t help but allude to.
“Fuck you. Fuck you both. He’s bigger than ten inches, he has to be. Look how far down it hangs. That’s a foot easy. Probably more.” Said Mindy, so sure of herself. Yet, they had no reason to exaggerate, he was overly equipped, grotesquely so.
“Go ahead, pull on that big dick. You know you want to.” Said Wendell, stepping in closer, his hammer so huge and solid.
Mindy looked towards Alisa, for permission, which she gave with a nod, but Mindy asked the wrong person, and even from here, I could see Mindy’s hands shaking, as she reached through the rails of porch fence, and grasped Wendell’s huge flesh cannon with both hands. Admiring the thickness, trying to reach around the fat dick, but clearly failing, she pulled down, pulling the skinny fucks monster cock closer to his knee.
“Fuck meeeeeeee.” Said Mindy, all drawn out, in awe, complete awe and utter respect for Wendell’s massive club. She would come to her senses, after feeling, and examining the giant dick, she would come out of it, break the huge dick spell it cast. Wendell was too big, way too big.
“It’s so hard … so long, and sooooooo fat. I can’t understand this. How did you get so big?” She asked, as her hands prodded and pulled the huge prick to ever greater hardness.
“You’re wasting it. Get up here, and service me.” Said Wendell, as Mindy looked up at him confused. Wondering if this skinny shit is thinking that she’ll put up with him ordering her around. She won’t abide by that. I knew that for sure. Yet, just like Alisa, and like before, I got it all wrong. She hesitated, of course she did, she wasn’t used to being ordered around. Her hands released Wendell’s monster dick. It seemed she was waiting for him to repeat himself, but thought better of it.
What the hell? She’s doing as he asked, but as she placed her foot upon the first step to the porch, there was Wendell at the top of the steps, as Alisa stood pliantly by, holding out his hand stopping Mindy in her tracks …
“I have a better idea.” Said Wendell, as both women waited for his commands.
“Follow me.” Said Wendell as he came down the stairs. My heart raced … fuck no … you fucker … don’t you dare bring them over here, I won’t let this stand. All our eyes were focused the gargantuan swinging prick, as it slapped against his thighs, as I rose up to lock the door, but I was too slow to stop him, as he entered our kitchen, beating me to the door, both women in tow, his huge dick more than ready to dick me down, along with his little harem.
“I knew you were watching us. Watching me. You like my big dick. In spite of all I’ve done, you love looking at my huge dick, the one that pounds the life out of your wife. Even now, your eyes can’t leave it. I’m going to fuck the both of them, right here in your bed, and you’re going to watch. You’re going to love watching me dick them both. Deny it all you want, but you want to see my huge dick in action. You like watching a man do it … a man with a huge ass dick.” Said Wendell, as I sat down, unable to stop him, unable to do anything about it.
Wendell went to the staircase, the girls followed, my eyes watching between his legs, as his fat flesh cannon swung to and fro, bouncing off one thigh to the other. I should stay downstairs, go outside and let them finish, but I used my cane, and navigated slowly up the stairs, my head dizzy, befuddled, unclear.
Mindy? She didn’t seem concerned. He just told the room he was going to fuck the both of them. She should be scared, but she was like a sexual zombie, dazed and confused. Instead of eating brains, these zombie’s would eat dick, or at least try to.
Frankly, I wouldn’t mind seeing Mindy naked, she’s not the fitness freak that Alisa is, but she is very easy on the eyes, and does have a nice rack on a thin body, this pampered little princess was about to find out if she could handle an outsized, overly thick dick. If she didn’t know it, she soon would, she had no will of her own anymore. There was some mysterious aroma, or feel to the room, it centered around the obvious. The skinny fucks, huge, swollen, slick monster prick wasn’t even full hard. There was no denying the intensely massive organ’s hold over all of us, there would be no turning back.
Mindy gulped again, as Wendell shot me a look of disgust, with a side dish of complete dismissiveness. I was barely worthy of being in the room. As he turned, that huge dick followed, but it always arrived late, slapping across to his right leg as it swung around.
“Come here baby. Let’s see what we’re working with.” Said Wendell, as Mindy came to him. I always thought she was hot; she didn’t let me down. She obeyed in silence.
Wendell did as he wanted, he let down her hair, telling her to ‘shake it out.’ She did so, her expression, one of curiosity, and complete obedience. I still didn’t get it, where is the attraction? Other than his dick, this skinny fucker doesn’t have shit to stand on. He placed his hands upon her, and slowly turned her around, looking her up and down. “Yeah, nice and slim, good rack, nice skin, hair is shiny.” What a fucking creep, as he completely objectified her, as a piece of female meat, a prime cut, that he would slice and dice, as if he was examining an animal.
Both women stood by, nary a sound but their breathing, as Alisa and I watched Wendell slowly undress, and examine Mindy’s fine body.
“Michael … you’re such a fucking pussy. Look at these women. Both hot, sexy. You could be doing this to them, but you didn’t, you’re so weak, but then again, you’re not hung. You used to think so, but you know better now.” Said Wendell, as Mindy moaned, his mouth went quiet as his mouth sucked on Mindy’s nipple, first the left, then the right, his huge dick was hitting between Mindy’s thighs, she seemed close to cumming. I regretfully admit, I have a fucking love hate relationship with Wendell. As pretentious, and off putting as he surely is, there was no denying the incredible size his cock could attain. No matter how long I looked at, I was never bored. I could see it lengthen, he was getting aroused, his already huge girth, expanding further. The mass made it heavier, as the head reached down further. This bitch is crazy if she attempts to take him on. He’s much bigger than anyone in porn. It takes experience, patience, and practice, to handle something so outsized.
How the hell did Mindy think she could ever couple with him? He appears full hard, the huge dick is trying to rise up, bouncing up and down in a fight against gravity that it cannot win. His cock is far too large to rise, only the average could do that, his unit is far too heavy. I get the impression that Mindy doesn’t know of his full potential.
I gripped my cane tight, as he exposed the rest of Mindy’s body, she was shaking, holding onto his slim shoulders as he knelt at her feet, removing her shoes, then her jeans and panties, and I must admit, Mindy is fucking beautiful when naked. Fuck, Mindy looks better out of her clothes, much better than I imagined. Not as lean, nor muscled as my Alisa, there I go again, with ‘my’ Alisa, but I cringe saying it, she’s every part Wendell’s now, as well as Mindy. My eyes bulged, I wished I was that fucking huge, as the fat head of his dick rested on the floor when he knelt down to remove her panties. As Wendell stood, the massive dick was cartoonish in size, he must be on Viagra, his right hand went in to her pussy, she was dripping wet, soaked.
“Here baby, let’s finish you off, you’re so close, I can smell it.” Said the confident fuck, and just like that, his hand blurred, finger fucking her, as he brought her off fast. Mindy clutched him, hanging onto his skinny arms and body as she came. She was warmed up. Ready, but ‘ready’ … for that? As Alisa looked on with wide eyes. Neither jealous, nor afraid for Mindy. I was the one gulping, as I looked at what he had wrought, and what lay in wait for Mindy.
“That’s right baby, cum on my hand, good girl, just like that. Cum on my hand, enjoy it. Good. Good. Good.” Said Wendell, as his hand slowed, as he pinched her clit, rubbing her off, readying her for the monstrous hanging slab. He was full hard now. Alisa looked on lustfully, her nipples full, body ready, but she was waiting, as was I, to see Mindy’s reaction. Her eyes had fluttered closed, her orgasm? Well, it was a good one. She hasn’t even called Wendell by name, has shared maybe ten words with him, and he’s about to open her pussy, mind, and eyes to huge dick. A really huge dick.
As he pulled away, I was looking for it, as Mindy’s eyes travelled down to Wendell’s full sausage. Her arms came around to cover her tummy, jaw fully dropped, eyes narrowed, taking in the full ten plus inches. She stepped back, it was bobbing up and down slightly, the veins riddled the fat shaft, ominous, threatening. With one arm over her stomach, her right hand came to her mouth. She was confronted by a horse, a sickly monstrous horse dick. Her left hand went for her pussy, her little pussy, all sloppy. It was like she was at the ‘cock’ restaurant, selecting the largest, most tasty items from the menu, but her eyes were too big for her stomach.
Doubt, fear, incredulous, but most of all, it was animal lust. I knew this moment, the moment of truth, as Wendell stood with his huge hammer at full fucking mast. Mindy didn’t run, she was mentally preparing for it, getting used to the visual.
What the hell? She’s doing as he asked, but as she placed her foot upon the first step to the porch, there was Wendell at the top of the steps, as Alisa stood pliantly by, holding out his hand stopping Mindy in her tracks …
“I have a better idea.” Said Wendell, as both women waited for his commands.
“Follow me.” Said Wendell as he came down the stairs. My heart raced … fuck no … you fucker … don’t you dare bring them over here, I won’t let this stand. All our eyes were focused the gargantuan swinging prick, as it slapped against his thighs, as I rose up to lock the door, but I was too slow to stop him, as he entered our kitchen, beating me to the door, both women in tow, his huge dick more than ready to dick me down, along with his little harem.
“I knew you were watching us. Watching me. You like my big dick. In spite of all I’ve done, you love looking at my huge dick, the one that pounds the life out of your wife. Even now, your eyes can’t leave it. I’m going to fuck the both of them, right here in your bed, and you’re going to watch. You’re going to love watching me dick them both. Deny it all you want, but you want to see my huge dick in action. You like watching a man do it … a man with a huge ass dick.” Said Wendell, as I sat down, unable to stop him, unable to do anything about it.
Wendell went to the staircase, the girls followed, my eyes watching between his legs, as his fat flesh cannon swung to and fro, bouncing off one thigh to the other. I should stay downstairs, go outside and let them finish, but I used my cane, and navigated slowly up the stairs, my head dizzy, befuddled, unclear.
Mindy? She didn’t seem concerned. He just told the room he was going to fuck the both of them. She should be scared, but she was like a sexual zombie, dazed and confused. Instead of eating brains, these zombie’s would eat dick, or at least try to.
Frankly, I wouldn’t mind seeing Mindy naked, she’s not the fitness freak that Alisa is, but she is very easy on the eyes, and does have a nice rack on a thin body, this pampered little princess was about to find out if she could handle an outsized, overly thick dick. If she didn’t know it, she soon would, she had no will of her own anymore. There was some mysterious aroma, or feel to the room, it centered around the obvious. The skinny fucks, huge, swollen, slick monster prick wasn’t even full hard. There was no denying the intensely massive organ’s hold over all of us, there would be no turning back.
Mindy gulped again, as Wendell shot me a look of disgust, with a side dish of complete dismissiveness. I was barely worthy of being in the room. As he turned, that huge dick followed, but it always arrived late, slapping across to his right leg as it swung around.
“Come here baby. Let’s see what we’re working with.” Said Wendell, as Mindy came to him. I always thought she was hot; she didn’t let me down. She obeyed in silence.
Wendell did as he wanted, he let down her hair, telling her to ‘shake it out.’ She did so, her expression, one of curiosity, and complete obedience. I still didn’t get it, where is the attraction? Other than his dick, this skinny fucker doesn’t have shit to stand on. He placed his hands upon her, and slowly turned her around, looking her up and down. “Yeah, nice and slim, good rack, nice skin, hair is shiny.” What a fucking creep, as he completely objectified her, as a piece of female meat, a prime cut, that he would slice and dice, as if he was examining an animal.
Both women stood by, nary a sound but their breathing, as Alisa and I watched Wendell slowly undress, and examine Mindy’s fine body.
“Michael … you’re such a fucking pussy. Look at these women. Both hot, sexy. You could be doing this to them, but you didn’t, you’re so weak, but then again, you’re not hung. You used to think so, but you know better now.” Said Wendell, as Mindy moaned, his mouth went quiet as his mouth sucked on Mindy’s nipple, first the left, then the right, his huge dick was hitting between Mindy’s thighs, she seemed close to cumming. I regretfully admit, I have a fucking love hate relationship with Wendell. As pretentious, and off putting as he surely is, there was no denying the incredible size his cock could attain. No matter how long I looked at, I was never bored. I could see it lengthen, he was getting aroused, his already huge girth, expanding further. The mass made it heavier, as the head reached down further. This bitch is crazy if she attempts to take him on. He’s much bigger than anyone in porn. It takes experience, patience, and practice, to handle something so outsized.
How the hell did Mindy think she could ever couple with him? He appears full hard, the huge dick is trying to rise up, bouncing up and down in a fight against gravity that it cannot win. His cock is far too large to rise, only the average could do that, his unit is far too heavy. I get the impression that Mindy doesn’t know of his full potential.
I gripped my cane tight, as he exposed the rest of Mindy’s body, she was shaking, holding onto his slim shoulders as he knelt at her feet, removing her shoes, then her jeans and panties, and I must admit, Mindy is fucking beautiful when naked. Fuck, Mindy looks better out of her clothes, much better than I imagined. Not as lean, nor muscled as my Alisa, there I go again, with ‘my’ Alisa, but I cringe saying it, she’s every part Wendell’s now, as well as Mindy. My eyes bulged, I wished I was that fucking huge, as the fat head of his dick rested on the floor when he knelt down to remove her panties. As Wendell stood, the massive dick was cartoonish in size, he must be on Viagra, his right hand went in to her pussy, she was dripping wet, soaked.
“Here baby, let’s finish you off, you’re so close, I can smell it.” Said the confident fuck, and just like that, his hand blurred, finger fucking her, as he brought her off fast. Mindy clutched him, hanging onto his skinny arms and body as she came. She was warmed up. Ready, but ‘ready’ … for that? As Alisa looked on with wide eyes. Neither jealous, nor afraid for Mindy. I was the one gulping, as I looked at what he had wrought, and what lay in wait for Mindy.
“That’s right baby, cum on my hand, good girl, just like that. Cum on my hand, enjoy it. Good. Good. Good.” Said Wendell, as his hand slowed, as he pinched her clit, rubbing her off, readying her for the monstrous hanging slab. He was full hard now. Alisa looked on lustfully, her nipples full, body ready, but she was waiting, as was I, to see Mindy’s reaction. Her eyes had fluttered closed, her orgasm? Well, it was a good one. She hasn’t even called Wendell by name, has shared maybe ten words with him, and he’s about to open her pussy, mind, and eyes to huge dick. A really huge dick.
As he pulled away, I was looking for it, as Mindy’s eyes travelled down to Wendell’s full sausage. Her arms came around to cover her tummy, jaw fully dropped, eyes narrowed, taking in the full ten plus inches. She stepped back, it was bobbing up and down slightly, the veins riddled the fat shaft, ominous, threatening. With one arm over her stomach, her right hand came to her mouth. She was confronted by a horse, a sickly monstrous horse dick. Her left hand went for her pussy, her little pussy, all sloppy. It was like she was at the ‘cock’ restaurant, selecting the largest, most tasty items from the menu, but her eyes were too big for her stomach.
Doubt, fear, incredulous, but most of all, it was animal lust. I knew this moment, the moment of truth, as Wendell stood with his huge hammer at full fucking mast. Mindy didn’t run, she was mentally preparing for it, getting used to the visual.
Without hesitation, she looked around, as Alisa, as well as I, wondered what she was looking for. Are you fucking kidding me? She gathered her clothes, bundled them up, and placed them at his feet to cushion her knees, as she knelt down to honor that huge fucking dick.
Wendell looked over towards me. He didn’t have to explain a thing to Mindy, as she knelt before her new cock god. Damn, what a feast, he was clearly too large for her, yet that dumb bitch did just as we all expected. She tried like hell to place the thing into her mouth. She did take the head, but even the head swelled out her cheeks. The head alone easily filled her palm, making me appreciate even more, the surreal oral abilities of Alisa, and the enormity that Wendell swung in front of us.
“See that Michael … the respect, the need, all the girls like big dicks. They can’t help themselves, not when they see my huge hammer. All the little guys know it’s true, the bigger boys get what they want. That’s cause the girls like the huge, long and fat ones better. It’s that right baby?” Said Wendell, glaring down, as Mindy went to work on the gargantuan sausage. It was hard to dispute, for there was nothing else about him that would draw such an attractive, and sensual woman such as Mindy, nor my Alisa to kneel before him, and attempt to handle such a mammoth fat dick.
She lathered his huge dick with spit, licking and stroking the massive pole. I had to adjust myself, I was getting full hard, simply amazed at his overall size. Her little hands worked it like a pro, how enormous it was next to her slim body. She’s smaller than Alisa, there’s absolutely no way she could take him on, but if there’s anything I’ve learned, the word ‘absolute’ doesn’t apply here. This, is where ‘reason’ goes to die.
“That’s it spit on that huge dick, get it wet, and dirty. You’re going to want it wet. I’m going to fuck you with it, fuck you hard with it, and you’re going to take it, and love it. My fat dick is going to rip you open. No man will ever match the fuck you’re going to get from me. Watch me Michael, as my fat dick rips little Mindy open.” Said the cock sure motherfucker.
Not a peep. No rebuttal, no outward appearance of fear. Little Mindy tended to the huge dick, making it wet, and wetter, until it dripped, and fuck me sideways, he was gigantic, I was afraid for her, apparently more than she was for herself. His mammoth dick was much bigger than her entire forearm, my head shook back and forth, disbelieving that she could couple with him. She must be drugged, she should run away screaming, as I looked towards Alisa, her gaze upon the pair, just as hot and lustful as mine. Underneath it all, we wanted to see his gargantuan hammer open her up. What a dick, what a hot little slut. Enough … fuck her already.
He had her lay back on the bed. Alisa lay near Mindy, while I sat next to her watching, up close, and very personal, as Wendell approached the bed, his sloppy cock, teetering on what must be eleven inches. He had never appeared bigger to me, or was it simply the scale? As he brought that huge dick over Mindy’s smaller body, he could deep enough to fuck her lungs with it, his thickness? Forget about her wrist, he was easily thicker than her arm.
I came in closer, so did Alisa, as Wendell’s massive prick, teased over Mindy’s pussy, how she squirmed, and watched the enormous head rubbed over her little pussy. How oversized, such a mismatch, he’s clearly too thick, his length simply impossible to accommodate. With effort, he pushed the huge head within her, squeezing it’s way inside, the tremendous stretch that took place, as that fat dick entered Mindy’s slim body.
Her pussy so small, the dick so huge, her pussy lips folded in as the fat dick made way for the incredible mass behind it. Each inch so fat, it must have felt like a telephone pole. Initially, the head and maybe three inches, but those alone were the length of an average man, the thickness separated Wendell far from average. His inserted volume, the sheer mass must be approaching 3 times the average, already more than enough, the incredible bulk behind it simply eye candy.
Mindy’s right-hand gripped Alisa’s, as her left took mine. I was unsteady, barely able to comprehend their union, Mindy’s grip like a vise, that got tighter and tighter, as she yelled out, cursing, and moaning, as Wendell separated himself from the pack, as that huge cock went deeper. Driving Mindy into an orgasm that shook through her tight grip, into the very pit of me, as I looked towards Alisa, she could feel it too.
The complete surrender, as Mindy came hard upon the hugely thick invader. I glanced towards Wendell’s face, the sick satisfaction, all four us could feel her tremendous response upon his massive member. He entered her only minutes before, her rollercoaster ride was only beginning, her trip to the top, and down that first free fall, as he began to slowly thrust the fat dick bringing her up to the peak, as she came again, in free fall, wind in her hair, eyes closed, the ultimate thrill ride, her tummy bouncing, crunching from the bone crushing fuck of her young life. As I witnessed, and felt, the complete devastation a completely enormous dick could deliver.
Alisa held tight, seeing it from another perspective, as Mindy readily accepted the thick dick. It made me wonder just how much a woman, any woman, can take, for Mindy, while not easily, did accept and handle a prick so thick, that none of our hands could reach around its tremendous girth. Just as happened only minutes before, Mindy is falling again, her ass shaking, as her body came under the strain of this ungodly huge dick, that subjected her to such stresses.
I couldn’t stop watching his fat stick spread her wide, each thrust folded her body inwards, then out upon its retreat. As time went on, he went deeper and deeper. Initially, she took roughly five inches, and that was a big maybe, but now, his entry netted a deeper penetration than I could ever hope for, his thickness so great, I expected her to split open, he hammered in roughly seven inches, with a gut-wrenching thickness. The whole time, she held both mine, and Alisa’s hands, while I also held her flexing left leg wide.
I wasn’t used to this exertion, I was tiring, but Wendell? Fuck that, he brought the dick, it’s so fucking fat. Mindy must be completely filled, at least three to four inches were outside her reach.
Wendell looked over towards me. He didn’t have to explain a thing to Mindy, as she knelt before her new cock god. Damn, what a feast, he was clearly too large for her, yet that dumb bitch did just as we all expected. She tried like hell to place the thing into her mouth. She did take the head, but even the head swelled out her cheeks. The head alone easily filled her palm, making me appreciate even more, the surreal oral abilities of Alisa, and the enormity that Wendell swung in front of us.
“See that Michael … the respect, the need, all the girls like big dicks. They can’t help themselves, not when they see my huge hammer. All the little guys know it’s true, the bigger boys get what they want. That’s cause the girls like the huge, long and fat ones better. It’s that right baby?” Said Wendell, glaring down, as Mindy went to work on the gargantuan sausage. It was hard to dispute, for there was nothing else about him that would draw such an attractive, and sensual woman such as Mindy, nor my Alisa to kneel before him, and attempt to handle such a mammoth fat dick.
She lathered his huge dick with spit, licking and stroking the massive pole. I had to adjust myself, I was getting full hard, simply amazed at his overall size. Her little hands worked it like a pro, how enormous it was next to her slim body. She’s smaller than Alisa, there’s absolutely no way she could take him on, but if there’s anything I’ve learned, the word ‘absolute’ doesn’t apply here. This, is where ‘reason’ goes to die.
“That’s it spit on that huge dick, get it wet, and dirty. You’re going to want it wet. I’m going to fuck you with it, fuck you hard with it, and you’re going to take it, and love it. My fat dick is going to rip you open. No man will ever match the fuck you’re going to get from me. Watch me Michael, as my fat dick rips little Mindy open.” Said the cock sure motherfucker.
Not a peep. No rebuttal, no outward appearance of fear. Little Mindy tended to the huge dick, making it wet, and wetter, until it dripped, and fuck me sideways, he was gigantic, I was afraid for her, apparently more than she was for herself. His mammoth dick was much bigger than her entire forearm, my head shook back and forth, disbelieving that she could couple with him. She must be drugged, she should run away screaming, as I looked towards Alisa, her gaze upon the pair, just as hot and lustful as mine. Underneath it all, we wanted to see his gargantuan hammer open her up. What a dick, what a hot little slut. Enough … fuck her already.
He had her lay back on the bed. Alisa lay near Mindy, while I sat next to her watching, up close, and very personal, as Wendell approached the bed, his sloppy cock, teetering on what must be eleven inches. He had never appeared bigger to me, or was it simply the scale? As he brought that huge dick over Mindy’s smaller body, he could deep enough to fuck her lungs with it, his thickness? Forget about her wrist, he was easily thicker than her arm.
I came in closer, so did Alisa, as Wendell’s massive prick, teased over Mindy’s pussy, how she squirmed, and watched the enormous head rubbed over her little pussy. How oversized, such a mismatch, he’s clearly too thick, his length simply impossible to accommodate. With effort, he pushed the huge head within her, squeezing it’s way inside, the tremendous stretch that took place, as that fat dick entered Mindy’s slim body.
Her pussy so small, the dick so huge, her pussy lips folded in as the fat dick made way for the incredible mass behind it. Each inch so fat, it must have felt like a telephone pole. Initially, the head and maybe three inches, but those alone were the length of an average man, the thickness separated Wendell far from average. His inserted volume, the sheer mass must be approaching 3 times the average, already more than enough, the incredible bulk behind it simply eye candy.
Mindy’s right-hand gripped Alisa’s, as her left took mine. I was unsteady, barely able to comprehend their union, Mindy’s grip like a vise, that got tighter and tighter, as she yelled out, cursing, and moaning, as Wendell separated himself from the pack, as that huge cock went deeper. Driving Mindy into an orgasm that shook through her tight grip, into the very pit of me, as I looked towards Alisa, she could feel it too.
The complete surrender, as Mindy came hard upon the hugely thick invader. I glanced towards Wendell’s face, the sick satisfaction, all four us could feel her tremendous response upon his massive member. He entered her only minutes before, her rollercoaster ride was only beginning, her trip to the top, and down that first free fall, as he began to slowly thrust the fat dick bringing her up to the peak, as she came again, in free fall, wind in her hair, eyes closed, the ultimate thrill ride, her tummy bouncing, crunching from the bone crushing fuck of her young life. As I witnessed, and felt, the complete devastation a completely enormous dick could deliver.
Alisa held tight, seeing it from another perspective, as Mindy readily accepted the thick dick. It made me wonder just how much a woman, any woman, can take, for Mindy, while not easily, did accept and handle a prick so thick, that none of our hands could reach around its tremendous girth. Just as happened only minutes before, Mindy is falling again, her ass shaking, as her body came under the strain of this ungodly huge dick, that subjected her to such stresses.
I couldn’t stop watching his fat stick spread her wide, each thrust folded her body inwards, then out upon its retreat. As time went on, he went deeper and deeper. Initially, she took roughly five inches, and that was a big maybe, but now, his entry netted a deeper penetration than I could ever hope for, his thickness so great, I expected her to split open, he hammered in roughly seven inches, with a gut-wrenching thickness. The whole time, she held both mine, and Alisa’s hands, while I also held her flexing left leg wide.
I wasn’t used to this exertion, I was tiring, but Wendell? Fuck that, he brought the dick, it’s so fucking fat. Mindy must be completely filled, at least three to four inches were outside her reach.
“Baby like fat dick?” He asked, so cocksure, his tone powerful, taunting and sure.
“Yeah baby. I love that fat dick. Gimme that fat dick, bury that fucker.” Said Mindy, as Wendell thrust forward with so much force she was forced further up the bed, his huge nuts hitting the edge, as he pulled her back, then bottomed out. Her grimace, as the fat head punched deep. My eyes had seen the glory, as he roughly drove his monster inside her trembling body. I estimated seven inches was exactly what it took, but what a thick seven inches it was, her pussy was spread wide by his fat hammer, as Mindy came mightily upon his gargantuan blood club, and ‘club’ her it did. Alisa looked at me wide eyed, as Mindy’s entire body shook in the most powerful of orgasms.
“Yeah baby, take that fat dick, love that fat dick … you feel it’s power, you know now, what it’s like to be fucked … just like you should be fucked. Feel that stretch from a fat dick? You’ve never felt anything like this have you?” Said Wendell, but Mindy couldn’t answer, she answered another call, the one that I could never give her. Rapture, pure rapture, animal, ancient, primal, taken like she should be, as Wendell’s seed began to pulse from the straining horse dick.
Fuck me till Tuesday, he was cumming buckets, his girth, and length surged as my hand went in to feel, and grasp the huge cock at it’s base. He went beyond hard, the inflexible, completely rigid organ’s load leaked as he pulled back his horse meat, then drove home the messenger. Finishing her off with long slow strokes as his huge prick emptied within her. His huge load being drawn out upon his fat dick with each back stroke, lathering the already slick tool with his own salty cock spit.
Mindy’s chest heaved with heavy breaths, covered in sweat, I gasped, as Alisa looked on, as Wendell began to pull free his beyond enormous dick. Holy shit, stunning, mouthwatering, riddled with deep veins, the skin tight along the entire hellish length. I heard him the first time, as he held it aloft and placed it atop Mindy’s prone, and dropped the heavy fucking thing with a loud slap upon her completely spent body, her mind barely there, as he began to repeat his order to me.
But he didn’t have to. I leaned in, and as ordered, I grabbed that enormous cock in both my hands. Lingering there, feeling the heat, the slick, load covered, completely hard dick, the one that made mine look and feel so small. I was his bitch, just like Alisa and Mindy. I slowly jerked his huge piece, his huge nuts at her pussy and ass, his huge dick hung over her pussy, up her tummy, well past her navel, and ended just below her breasts. Like I said before, this is the longest and fattest ten inches I’ve ever seen, hot, ungodly heavy, lathered with Mindy’s pussy spunk, and his massive load.
“That’s right bitch. Stroke that fat fucker, pull what’s left of my load to that fat head, and watch it leak. Good boy, that’s a good boy. Feel that fat hot dick, stroke it towards the tip, that’s it, squeeze out the load on top of her. Good boy, do as you’re told. You know now, you understand, just how huge I am … Alisa, begin cleaning my huge dick, use just your mouth, and vacuum up all that spunk. That’s right. You feel it, was well as see it don’t you Michael? That’s a true monster dick. I’m horse hung. You’re going to do as your told, and release your tiny dick. I see it straining in your pants, then you’re going to compare it my original. The original horse cock, and show us all, just how small you are. Come now bitch, I’ve shown you mine, not it’s your turn … show me … show us … your little dick.” Said Wendell, as I separated my hands from his fat dick, and did as he asked. I was hard, as big as I could be, he made me that way, his monstrous organ, and the way he took command of all of us left me a helpless bitch, his bitch.
He removed his cock from atop Mindy, as Alisa looked on smirking, she couldn’t help herself, as my seven incher was completely dwarfed. He was easily 3 to 4 inches longer, and his thickness made my straining cock look so skinny, so small, I felt like a child, next to a full grown, immensely huge dominate male. He had a face off with me, holding his giant dick level to the floor, as it dripped, it hadn’t lost a bit of it’s enormity, it was straining, monstrously so …
“Slap that little dick against mine.” He ordered, as I obeyed, it was like hitting warm hot rock, it barely moved. He took his huge piece and slapped mine aside like the little twig it was. I originally thought he was 3 to 4 times my size, but he was much bigger. I cringed as I came, embarrassed by my inadequate size. Shooting my load uncontrollably, a load that was but a fraction of what his fire hose could throw. I came in shame, as I finished myself off, jetting upon his huge ass prick, onto Mindy, and Wendell’s lower body. As Alisa looked on, while Mindy, coming out it, asked … “Are you serious? Michael is cumming on Wendell’s huge ass cock? Jesus Michael, get a fucking room. You know what? … I used to think a cock like Michael’s was big. I know better now.” Said Mindy, as Wendell lapped up all the adoration. My cock began to shrivel, as Wendell’s hammer remained at inhuman dimensions.
Both girls tended to his mammoth prick. I was exhausted, and quickly covered up. I was having trouble coming to terms with what I witnessed, and had done. I submitted, and did as he ordered. Every step of the way. I relaxed in my chair, as Mindy and Alisa traded off, as Wendell continued to deliver on his big dick promises. The skinny fuck’s gargantuan meat was ‘cleaned’ as both girls administered a loving tongue bath to the herculean organ.
He railed Alisa while Mindy watched, cumming herself at his hand, as he had more than enough for both women. He didn’t berate me anymore. Whatever little threat I may have posed, no longer existed. In the end, I did as he ordered. I surrendered to the superior male. Even if he was six foot two of skinny nothing, there was no getting around the ten-inch fatty he prodded into each of the young, attractive, and willing woman. Mindy loved that fat cock. She nearly fainted upon it more than once. She saw Alisa administer head to the fat stick. Just like me, completely amazed that Alisa could handle nearly seven inches of that solid thick dick.
Wendell ordered me to bring him wine, water, and whatever they needed, as he pounded those women into huge cock shape. I was so tired, dizzy, getting weaker as the hour turned to two, as I saw Wendell pull free from Mindy that last time, her blood covered the lower half of his huge dick. He made her bleed, and it didn’t bother her a fucking bit. He even had her clean up that huge dick of his with her tongue. Alisa was tapped out. She was out cold on the bed.
Wendell stood above us all, looking down upon his swollen spent member. “Mindy, it’s time for my shower, you will bathe me. Come Michael, you will watch. I know you like to.” Said Wendell, his hold on me so strong. I had to obey, I wanted to see his huge dick cleaned. I was about to say something about Alisa, but he read my mind.
“Don’t worry about my girl. She needs to rest. I took her last night into the morning. I’m surprised she could walk.” He declared. I wasn’t aware that she left the house last night. No wonder she tapped out so early. I pulled up a chair, and watched, like a pervert might, as Mindy washed Wendell’s skinny body, and like Alisa, saved the swollen, and insanely huge semi erect dick for last. It responded, growing to near full size, but Mindy was a bloody mess. Her pussy, I imagined wrecked for a few days. She had her insides rearranged. It was what he said that still impresses me the most, that Mindy hadn’t seen it all …
“Yeah, you’ll come back in a few days, and I’ll really get it up for you. Ya gotta see this fucker when I’m full on Viagra, I’m still working on yesterday’s dose. You’ll see all of it then. All I can be. Isn’t that right Michael?” Said Wendell, our master cocksman. As I nodded silently along, and I thought I had seen ‘surprise’ from Mindy before, as she mouthed the words ‘No Fucking Way.” to me. A bitter pill indeed. I just nodded at her, as her mind swirled round and round at Wendell’s full potential. Even with all the disgusting attitude, and boorish behavior, I wanted to see this, to witness Wendell’s monster full hard … that’s the power of monstrous cock. It runs you over.
“Yeah baby. I love that fat dick. Gimme that fat dick, bury that fucker.” Said Mindy, as Wendell thrust forward with so much force she was forced further up the bed, his huge nuts hitting the edge, as he pulled her back, then bottomed out. Her grimace, as the fat head punched deep. My eyes had seen the glory, as he roughly drove his monster inside her trembling body. I estimated seven inches was exactly what it took, but what a thick seven inches it was, her pussy was spread wide by his fat hammer, as Mindy came mightily upon his gargantuan blood club, and ‘club’ her it did. Alisa looked at me wide eyed, as Mindy’s entire body shook in the most powerful of orgasms.
“Yeah baby, take that fat dick, love that fat dick … you feel it’s power, you know now, what it’s like to be fucked … just like you should be fucked. Feel that stretch from a fat dick? You’ve never felt anything like this have you?” Said Wendell, but Mindy couldn’t answer, she answered another call, the one that I could never give her. Rapture, pure rapture, animal, ancient, primal, taken like she should be, as Wendell’s seed began to pulse from the straining horse dick.
Fuck me till Tuesday, he was cumming buckets, his girth, and length surged as my hand went in to feel, and grasp the huge cock at it’s base. He went beyond hard, the inflexible, completely rigid organ’s load leaked as he pulled back his horse meat, then drove home the messenger. Finishing her off with long slow strokes as his huge prick emptied within her. His huge load being drawn out upon his fat dick with each back stroke, lathering the already slick tool with his own salty cock spit.
Mindy’s chest heaved with heavy breaths, covered in sweat, I gasped, as Alisa looked on, as Wendell began to pull free his beyond enormous dick. Holy shit, stunning, mouthwatering, riddled with deep veins, the skin tight along the entire hellish length. I heard him the first time, as he held it aloft and placed it atop Mindy’s prone, and dropped the heavy fucking thing with a loud slap upon her completely spent body, her mind barely there, as he began to repeat his order to me.
But he didn’t have to. I leaned in, and as ordered, I grabbed that enormous cock in both my hands. Lingering there, feeling the heat, the slick, load covered, completely hard dick, the one that made mine look and feel so small. I was his bitch, just like Alisa and Mindy. I slowly jerked his huge piece, his huge nuts at her pussy and ass, his huge dick hung over her pussy, up her tummy, well past her navel, and ended just below her breasts. Like I said before, this is the longest and fattest ten inches I’ve ever seen, hot, ungodly heavy, lathered with Mindy’s pussy spunk, and his massive load.
“That’s right bitch. Stroke that fat fucker, pull what’s left of my load to that fat head, and watch it leak. Good boy, that’s a good boy. Feel that fat hot dick, stroke it towards the tip, that’s it, squeeze out the load on top of her. Good boy, do as you’re told. You know now, you understand, just how huge I am … Alisa, begin cleaning my huge dick, use just your mouth, and vacuum up all that spunk. That’s right. You feel it, was well as see it don’t you Michael? That’s a true monster dick. I’m horse hung. You’re going to do as your told, and release your tiny dick. I see it straining in your pants, then you’re going to compare it my original. The original horse cock, and show us all, just how small you are. Come now bitch, I’ve shown you mine, not it’s your turn … show me … show us … your little dick.” Said Wendell, as I separated my hands from his fat dick, and did as he asked. I was hard, as big as I could be, he made me that way, his monstrous organ, and the way he took command of all of us left me a helpless bitch, his bitch.
He removed his cock from atop Mindy, as Alisa looked on smirking, she couldn’t help herself, as my seven incher was completely dwarfed. He was easily 3 to 4 inches longer, and his thickness made my straining cock look so skinny, so small, I felt like a child, next to a full grown, immensely huge dominate male. He had a face off with me, holding his giant dick level to the floor, as it dripped, it hadn’t lost a bit of it’s enormity, it was straining, monstrously so …
“Slap that little dick against mine.” He ordered, as I obeyed, it was like hitting warm hot rock, it barely moved. He took his huge piece and slapped mine aside like the little twig it was. I originally thought he was 3 to 4 times my size, but he was much bigger. I cringed as I came, embarrassed by my inadequate size. Shooting my load uncontrollably, a load that was but a fraction of what his fire hose could throw. I came in shame, as I finished myself off, jetting upon his huge ass prick, onto Mindy, and Wendell’s lower body. As Alisa looked on, while Mindy, coming out it, asked … “Are you serious? Michael is cumming on Wendell’s huge ass cock? Jesus Michael, get a fucking room. You know what? … I used to think a cock like Michael’s was big. I know better now.” Said Mindy, as Wendell lapped up all the adoration. My cock began to shrivel, as Wendell’s hammer remained at inhuman dimensions.
Both girls tended to his mammoth prick. I was exhausted, and quickly covered up. I was having trouble coming to terms with what I witnessed, and had done. I submitted, and did as he ordered. Every step of the way. I relaxed in my chair, as Mindy and Alisa traded off, as Wendell continued to deliver on his big dick promises. The skinny fuck’s gargantuan meat was ‘cleaned’ as both girls administered a loving tongue bath to the herculean organ.
He railed Alisa while Mindy watched, cumming herself at his hand, as he had more than enough for both women. He didn’t berate me anymore. Whatever little threat I may have posed, no longer existed. In the end, I did as he ordered. I surrendered to the superior male. Even if he was six foot two of skinny nothing, there was no getting around the ten-inch fatty he prodded into each of the young, attractive, and willing woman. Mindy loved that fat cock. She nearly fainted upon it more than once. She saw Alisa administer head to the fat stick. Just like me, completely amazed that Alisa could handle nearly seven inches of that solid thick dick.
Wendell ordered me to bring him wine, water, and whatever they needed, as he pounded those women into huge cock shape. I was so tired, dizzy, getting weaker as the hour turned to two, as I saw Wendell pull free from Mindy that last time, her blood covered the lower half of his huge dick. He made her bleed, and it didn’t bother her a fucking bit. He even had her clean up that huge dick of his with her tongue. Alisa was tapped out. She was out cold on the bed.
Wendell stood above us all, looking down upon his swollen spent member. “Mindy, it’s time for my shower, you will bathe me. Come Michael, you will watch. I know you like to.” Said Wendell, his hold on me so strong. I had to obey, I wanted to see his huge dick cleaned. I was about to say something about Alisa, but he read my mind.
“Don’t worry about my girl. She needs to rest. I took her last night into the morning. I’m surprised she could walk.” He declared. I wasn’t aware that she left the house last night. No wonder she tapped out so early. I pulled up a chair, and watched, like a pervert might, as Mindy washed Wendell’s skinny body, and like Alisa, saved the swollen, and insanely huge semi erect dick for last. It responded, growing to near full size, but Mindy was a bloody mess. Her pussy, I imagined wrecked for a few days. She had her insides rearranged. It was what he said that still impresses me the most, that Mindy hadn’t seen it all …
“Yeah, you’ll come back in a few days, and I’ll really get it up for you. Ya gotta see this fucker when I’m full on Viagra, I’m still working on yesterday’s dose. You’ll see all of it then. All I can be. Isn’t that right Michael?” Said Wendell, our master cocksman. As I nodded silently along, and I thought I had seen ‘surprise’ from Mindy before, as she mouthed the words ‘No Fucking Way.” to me. A bitter pill indeed. I just nodded at her, as her mind swirled round and round at Wendell’s full potential. Even with all the disgusting attitude, and boorish behavior, I wanted to see this, to witness Wendell’s monster full hard … that’s the power of monstrous cock. It runs you over.
Wow, so true... the power of monstrous cock indeed! U have outdone yourself Checkin! Bravo Wendell, Bravo Checkin!
! Bravo Wendell, Bravo Checkin!Wendell is a total shit, but he has those women drugged on monster cock.
inozzyflames
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also, given mindy's attitude, i'd love to see more of wendell breaking her down....
