“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.