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“I’m sorry … I can’t help myself … I’ve been waiting so long for this … to be with you in this way … to finally consummate our relationship … I love you so much.” Said Norman.

“Shut up Norman, and stand at the end of the bed.” As I instructed him, I lay back towards the end of the bed, all the while watching the sway, the heft, the incredible length of his beast cock. I reached for some watermelon flavored lube, and applied it to my already sopping wet pussy. As he held that giant cock aloft … I sat upright and poured the lube over the head, telling him to hold it upright, watching intently as the lube flowed down the head onto the endless, hot shaft.

He was about to say something, so I said “Shoosh”, and put my left index finger to my mouth indicating that he shouldn’t say anything. I was concentrating, and trying to relax all at once, while trying to settle in under the improbable monster flesh bat that he held over me.

Looking between my legs … I stopped for a moment … contemplating what seemed a near impossible union. I was willing and waiting for it … “Norman ... don’t say a word.” I took a deep breath, and another … steady … I told myself … steady ... my mind cringed. It was clear … Norman was having a “good” day, the veins were standing out, the skin along the entire shaft was tight. It took both his hands to hold it up … part of me was screaming … YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING!? MAKE IT STOP!!!

“OK … bring it to me … easy … be easy Norman.” I said it like he didn’t know or understand, but he knew full well, the massive head was so slick it slid off as he missed the target as it slid up towards my stomach. My legs were spread wide, it’s so fucking big … so big … so big. I kept saying those two words over and over. This level of terrified excitement was new to me …


“FUCK ME …!” I yelled out as the huge head found it’s mark, and was fully inserted, the countless inches beyond it made me quiver. My breathing was fast and furious … “Give me a moment … give me a moment.” The stretch was incredible, I had given birth before, but those conditions are so different, this was a whole new ball game. I wanted to get off this crazy ride, but knew that I finally had a victory of sorts. A portion of his giant meat was inside me.


“Let me adjust Norman.” I smiled up at him, he’s so excited, eyes wide and concerned all at once. “Let mamma adjust to this … holy fuck … that’s fucking huge … it’s stretching me … so much meat … so big … so big.” Our hands were interlocked. I took a big breath and said “OK” as he labored to push in a few inches … I came so hard, I nearly passed out, wave after wave ran through me. His penetration folded the lips of my pussy inward … I had never thought I could feel … or take anything approaching this size … this was the fucking drug I needed. This is what Ashley was talking about … I screamed his name … my hands moved to my knees as I tried to gather my myself. If felt like a watermelon, and tasted like one as I placed my hand to my pussy to taste our coupling. I savored the taste, the stretch, everything … the clock was frozen at 8:30 PM I just orgasmed on the largest cock in the world …


I was beaming … “Look at me Norman … look at how much I took in … I’m so full … I’ve never felt anything close to this in my life.” But as I looked at our union, I was shocked, there was so much waiting to enter, I had the head and maybe 3 or 4 inches … I quickly realized … I had a long way to go. I came again, even more powerful than the first. I realized I was still adjusting, trying to rationalize how I could take even a little more … I was already full … I had never taken anything this big before … and I loved it with every part of me …and I realized … I was a size queen ... spoiled … no one … absolutely no one … could ever deliver the goods as well as Norman … Holy Shit! … what a sensation … each thrust had an added bonus as the lips of my pussy folded out … and in, with each stroke … it felt like I was being turned inside out … OMG I FUCKING LOVE THIS …


I got bleary as I orgasmed on the homogenous slab. He had stroked it in and out only a few times … the sheer volume of meat dwarfed both of my prior lovers put together, and he had so much more yet to enter. He pulled out and moved next to me asking if I was OK, but I was fine … I felt down to my now empty pussy, and I could still feel it, like I had lost a limb or something. “You did it baby. You took me, you actually took me.” Said an astounded Norman. He was satisfied … I was not. I pushed him aside and set up the pillows so I could lay back and watch that pussy splitter do it’s damndest to harm me … “Now Norman … show me what it’s like to be truly fucked … DO ME NOW … ENTER ME WITH THAT STUD COCK!!!!!”


I lay there, offering myself to him, waiting for the ultimate … the fuck of my life … I didn’t want Norman to ruin it with words. “Fuck you Norman … JUST DO IT!” Gone was any concern of what he could do to me. The fucking thing swayed between his legs, slapping his legs with each step, I spread my legs wide, adding another application of lube … even through my off the charts need, there was doubt … it was so thick, so long, I shivered. He started to hold it aloft … and marveled at his size. “Fuck you Norman! … that’s all you got to say? I’ve never been this big before … you’re going to get it alright … EVERY FAT INCH I CAN PLACE IN THERE … UNTIL YOU BLEED!!!!” Said an insanely aroused Norman. Holy shit, I thought … he’s not fucking around. Relax you dumb bitch … you asked for it … here comes the most oversized unholy dick from hell …


Just like before … he fumbled the handoff, the apple sized head was so slippery he missed his mark, “Not much of marksman are you? You keep missing the target.” I stated, but I knew what was coming … his second try hit it’s target, I was reeling when he forced in a few inches, then a few more … he was going beyond what I had taken before, and the pain was insane, my face had to show it … it was torture, but my body betrayed me … I came, multiple orgasms tore through me. My eyes glazed over as I felt the improbable union … as he plowed me … back and forth … back and forth … his frantic thrusts pushed me further up the bed, but he dragged me to the edge … to start all over again … I was helpless … he was gigantic … it felt like he had placed in every inch, but my eyes couldn’t believe it, nearly half of his giant dick remained outside my body, the pain from before was over as I lost myself in the moment.


His excitement hit it’s peak, he was finally fucking someone, but not just anyone … he was fucking me … loving me … and I loved it, every pain, every inch he could force in. “God damn … I LOVE YOU.” Screamed Norman. I was unable to speak, I was a blathering mess. I was his fuck toy at that moment, but then I realized he was cumming … he was so deep inside me, and I could swear I felt each surge of cum shoot from his massive tool.


Each pulse of his load was preceded by a massive thrust, that was bottoming out within me. I was incredulous at the amount of meat outside my body … I guessed that half of his incredible cock was inside me. I felt like I had run a marathon while being fucked by a baseball bat. I watched as Norman appeared to want to pull out.


“No … don’t you dare … leave it in … leave some of it in. He leaned in to shower my face, my legs and upper body with kisses. I smiled at him, but I don’t think he noticed. His beast had finally found a home … Norman was complete, as was I.


I had taken the beast, and would again and again and again. The course of my life was set now … no man … anywhere could match what he did to me, in, or out of bed. “Norman … Norman … it’s Okay … you can take it out now.” I felt my body respond to the absence of the “intruder”, holy crap, I felt rearranged, like things got moved around in there. “Come here Norman, cuddle with me.” I looked at the still menacing shaft as Norman came in to shower me with kisses. “I’m sorry baby, but I’m so tired, you really fucked me up, but don’t worry … that was the most intense experience of my life … I love you Norman … I love you.” I fell into a deep sleep that lasted for over 2 hours.


I awoke to dead silence. It was eerily quiet … I called out … “Norman?”

“Yeah, I’m right here.” He replied, he was laying on the floor at the foot of the bed. His head popped up at the end of the bed.

“I wanted you to get your rest. You were pretty out of it.” He said with a little chuckle.

“Yeah, I know … I’m going to be out of it for a while.” I felt the pain from his penetration, it wasn’t like the good pain from earlier, this was something else. It hurt when I laughed, explaining to him that we would have to take some time off. I was in no condition to attempt another coupling with him this weekend. Damn, I hurt.
 
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Chapter 10 Norman


It wasn’t all about Norman over the weekend. His tongue had to be raw. I was a waste case, and needed the break work provided. It was your typical work week. Work, go home to maintain the household, repeat, and all the while try to maintain a level head with my new man with school starting. I introduced Norman to my family … all of them, in one huge splurge of “meet the parents”. They all seemed to genuinely like him, they could see I was beaming, and that’s all my parents were concerned with. My mother asked how the “bedroom” part was working out, since it was clear I was leaving my parenting by the wayside on every other weekend, and I assured her it was the best ever.

Norman and I went out on the town Thursday night. Right after we were served our drinks, I noticed a man looking our way, and he seemed focused on Norman, which was a switch. I didn’t think much of it until a few minutes later when the man approached …

“Pardon me, but … Andre? Is that you? I could swear I’ve met you before.” Said our stranger to Norman.

“No, I’m sorry, you’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Said Norman, but my wheels started turning since this same thing happened during one of our other nights out.

“You’re not the first. I’m guessing this Andre and I look quite alike.” Said Norman.

“Well, I’m sorry to interrupt your evening … the resemblance is remarkable, it’s been some years since I had seen him. Please accept my apologies.” Said our stranger, who departed, but who also gave the distinct impression that he wasn’t buying what Norman was selling.

I was about to ask Norman why this was the second time a man called him “Andre” when I couldn’t believe what I saw. You have got to be fucking kidding me …

I mean what are the odds someone from work would see us … well … that went straight to hell. I saw her first, and put my head down. “Damn it … Katie is here.” As I lightly nodded in her direction. Norman started to turn, but stopped himself. “How far in do you think she’s into her stay here?” Asked Norman. I glanced up … “It doesn’t matter … here she fucking comes.”

“Kaaayyytieeee.” Came from my mouth in extended fashion, fake smile included.

“Oh my God, look at you two. This is so cute.” Said Katie as she placed her hand on Norman’s shoulder.

“How long has this been going on?” Asked Katie.

“Hopefully long enough for you to keep it a secret. We’re trying to steer clear of any office gossip.” I said, hoping she not only got the hint, but would keep this to herself. She silently “zipped” her lips and said … “Got it, no mention of Norman and Jackie. Well, I just have to say, you are the cutest thing. I hope you have a great evening. We’ve got a play to catch. See you at the office.” Off she went.

“Norman … you know the odds … tell me.” I asked.

“Sixty – forty she talks, remember … I am the “Big softie”. He replied.

I buried my head in my hands, but shook it off … “Whatever … if it happens it happens, at least I won’t be bothered by any more by the men at the office.”

Norman’s head came up … “Wait a minute … guys are asking you out?” Asked Norman jokingly.

“All the time meathead. Look at me … am I in your league?” I asked, holding out my arms, tracing my body from head to toe, for him to check out the total package.

“No … you are not. I am lucky. I am also extremely well endowed, and you know the chances of finding a sexual match like me. So, let’s call it even, and by the way … I was kidding … you should know that … I know you’re getting hit on all the time. It comes with that territory you call a body, and face to kill for.” Said Norman.

“You got it right on all counts monster man. Now, let’s recalculate those odds, since it’s like a fucking company reunion in here.” I let loose a sigh as Phil from our office walked up with his wife, whose name escaped me at the moment.

“Hi Jackie … and Norman? … don’t tell me.” Said Phil.

“We promise not to if you don’t.” I replied in a playful manner. Norman nodded in agreement as he stood to shake Phil’s hand and meet Phil’s better half. If you haven’t guessed it yet, Phil was one of the married men who made a pass at me. Very subtle, but a pass just the same. The conversation pretty much went the same way as it did with Katie, and when Phil mentioned he saw Katie outside … well the odds just went to 100 percent that we were outed.

“Well … were fucked now. We should just call in sick tomorrow.” I said under my breath to Norman.

“It is what it is … can’t change it now.” Said Norman. I was going to come back with something like “Easy for you to say, you’re Mr. Big Softie. I’ll just look like the office monster cock whore.” Norman was looking up at me waiting for me to say just that. By not saying it, and my looking back at him … he said it for me …

“Listen, they’re going to say a lot of insensitive crap. Everybody talks behind everybody’s back, it’s just human nature. If I were seeing someone else in the office and they found out … what would you think? ‘Oh … look who’s fucking Mr. Big Softie. That’s what you’d think. This is no different. Sadly, I’ll be the “hero” and you’ll be the “slut”. I know it’s not fair, but that’s how it was going to play out anyway. We’ll be fine … now … your food is getting cold.” Said Norman.

He was right. Might as well get it over with. My mind raced as I thought about what the men would think of me. I already knew what the women would say … and ask. I became a wall.
 
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Chapter 11 Norman

Norman’s Backstory Part 1

Adopted as a baby, and living in a small town some 30 miles from the Twin Cities in Minnesota. His adoptive father, and mother … in lack of a better way of describing it, put up with him, little loved, and looked at as an expense, Norman wondered why they ever adopted him. His mother seemed almost perpetually unhappy, and his father had little use for him. Norman had some friends from the nearby farms, but the closer he got to them, more often than not, the family sold the farm and moved away, and he had to start all over again. He participated in athletics throughout grade school, but when puberty hit, his mother noticed his rather obvious endowment and took Norman at the start of the school year to the school nurse for a deferment from physical education. Just like that, no more PE for Norman.


My time with Norman was mainly spent at my home. It was my first time at his place that I was stunned by the beauty and details of his home. When I saw a photo album … I made a bee line to it and started to go through the early part of Norman’s life. He tried to stop me, but there was no way … I had to see him as a boy, to see his foster parents. He called it the “book of shame”, but it seemed typical, and in going through it … I had many questions …

“Norman? This is your adoptive mother … right?” I asked. Norman glanced over … “Yep, that’s her.” He replied.

I stated … “She doesn’t appear to be smiling in any of these pictures.”

“She wasn’t a happy person … rarely saw her smile.” Replied Norman.

As I went through the book, it appeared the pictures stopped at the time Norman would’ve graduated high school, then started up again in a clearly different place.

“When I graduated from high school I was told I had to move out. There was no warning. I was just being removed from their lives. I didn’t even have a full time job. I was working here and there at fast food places. I left … about 4 weeks after graduation … I had a net worth of exactly $511.87 cash, no car, no job, I had a few clothes. That was it.” Replied Norman.

“My God Norman, did you keep in touch, did they even care what happened to you?” I replied in utter shock. “I wasn’t “blood”, that’s what my adoptive father would say, like either of us had any say in the matter. He wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but that was his occupation … he fixed machinery, be it farm or logging equipment, cars, trucks etc. I was never close to either of them. I envied my friends who had their natural parents. If you’ve never had them, it amazes you how people take their parents for granted. They just don’t get it. In many ways … I was alone in the world.” Replied Norman.

My heart went out to him, I couldn’t begin to know or understand what he went through. “You poor thing … where did you go? What did you do?” I asked.

“Made my way to the big city … Minneapolis … found out the hard way … $511 bucks wasn’t going to get me far. I was too young … no real work experience … no friends … the only “family” I had was my mother’s brother’s kid Mary, my only cousin. She was it, my only “relation”, we wrote to one another, seeing each other … maybe twice a year, sometimes more, but at the time, she was 2 years younger than me, going through all the things girls through at that age. With one exception, she had parents who loved her.”

“Couldn’t get a job to save my life, and the money was going fast. I ended up at this sidewalk café slash bistro, and begged the owner for a job. Roger had filled all the lower paying spots and was looking for a waiter. He must have had some sympathy for me, and took me on, though he wanted me to be older so I could serve alcohol. Told me I needed to wear a white shirt, skinny black tie, black shoes, black socks and black pants. I thought “great” I don’t have any money and now I’m going to have to spend what little cash I do have in order to work here. At least they supplied the black apron.”

“The first day was a disaster, and at the close of the day, he told me I needed to wear tighter pants. I had purchased the loose fitting kind for obvious reasons, and the apron hid what little did show. So when I arrived the next day, I had the apron on from the get go. The pay wasn’t great … I was awful at it, so the tips were small… and after a couple of days … knowing full well that I was really shitty at it … he pulled me aside.”

“Norman, this picture?” I asked, interrupting him, pointing to a very well-appointed loft apartment. “Where you living with someone then?” I asked.

“No … that was my place.” Replied Norman.

“How long after you arrived in Minneapolis?” I asked.

“That would be about a year.” Replied Norman, rather slowly as he realized where I was headed.

“How could that be? You worked as a waiter … a shitty one … how could you possibly afford a place like that downtown?” I asked with building curiosity figuring he must be living with someone, since this didn’t add up.

Norman let out a big sigh as he came over and sat across from me. “You didn’t let me finish.” Replied Norman.

“At the time, I was about as down as you could go. I sucked as a waiter. Anyone could see it … I had been there a total of 3 days. So, the owner of the bistro asked me to come into the back with him into his office. I thought I was fired, but there was this other man whom I didn’t know. “Norman, this is Bill, he and I are going to take a walk with you to his place around 4 blocks North. I think I may have found a better job for you. Come on … Let’s go.” Said Roger, my boss.

“So, we walked … I had no idea what they had planned for me, and they wouldn’t say what the job entailed, it was all small talk, confirming my age, asking if I had a girlfriend, or boyfriend, where I had worked previously. When we got to the place you went down a wide staircase to get inside. It was closed, but the name sent chills down my spine … “The Mantrap” … I’m thinking what kind of place is this? It gave out a weird vibe … I mean I’m a kid from a small town. What the hell is this place? Is it what I think it is?” I was about to find out.

We arrived, and walked back towards the office as Bill took his place behind his desk. All around me were pictures of men … homosexual men, and I feared Bob and Roger wanted me to have sex with them both. I wanted out … Bill tried to put me at ease … “Norman … I see you’re taking in the pictures on the wall … and you might be asking … where are the women? This isn’t exactly that kind of place … we don’t discriminate, but this is mostly a place for men … who like men. Now your boss tells me you’re a terrible waiter, but that he did notice something about you that could make you a lot of money here … more money in a night than you’ll get in a week at his place, but we’ve got to see if you can handle what may be a bit … overwhelming, for someone so young, and clearly very inexperienced, and … not very … dare I say … worldly.” Said Bill.

“Yeah … I don’t know if this is for me … I’m not gay.” I replied.

“That’s OK, no one here is saying you have to have sex with men, or engage in sex acts of any kind … but to be honest … Roger told me that he noticed something about you … quite by accident … and that you appeared to be extremely … well endowed … and well … that goes over pretty well in here. If you’re OK with it … I’d like you to pull the apron aside so I could get a look. Or, we could just call it a day. You’re free to leave at any time, we both, want you to be comfortable with this, since this is a way for you to make some serious money. OK?” Said Bill.

“I had to think about it for a minute … I mean … this is something completely different, but I didn’t have any money, I sucked at a job I’m clearly going to lose … so … I pulled it back, and it was like I hit him with a sledge hammer. He leaned in … and told me there was no way it was real … that I was “packing”. I told him no … and he shot back that I must be near full hard. When I told him it was completely soft … he sat back and told me flat out … “If that’s real … you’re going to make $500 a night easy, well over $1000 during the prime nights, but … I’ll have to see it first.” He replied. My boss Roger asked to leave the room, that he had no interest. I didn’t know if should, but here I was, damn near broke, about to be fired, and after Roger left … with my hands shaking … and with much apprehension … I lowered my pants.”

“HOLY SHIT Son! … I’m in awe … that’s jaw dropping.”

“That’s … simply incredible!!! I’ve never seen one so big, or so pretty … my boy … you are truly blessed.” Said Bill, in awe of what he had “discovered”. I was hired on the spot. Regardless of the night he was having … he guaranteed $500 per night. I hadn’t even said yes yet, he was speaking for me. He asked me to cover up and called in Roger. Reaching into his desk, he handed Roger $500 dollars as a finder fee, which Roger declined, placing into my hand, where upon Bill gave me a $1000, and told me that he was calling one of his employees, who would take me shopping to find my “wardrobe”.
 
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Jerry showed up a half hour later, he was a really nice young man, about 22 years old. Bill went through all the things he wanted done with me. Jerry took me to buy some truly terrible clothes that show cased my body and package, in addition to taking me to a salon for a makeover, manicure, pedicure, waxing, diet advice … I felt like a dude playing the part of “Pretty Woman”. But, most of all … Jerry wanted a peek.

“It’s all right honey … Bill told me you’re straight, but I’ve just got to see it … besides … I’m guessing it’s what got you the job. Besides, we’re friends now right?” Said Jerry. He had been sneaking peeks, enjoying the view as I tried on my new hideous clothing throughout the afternoon. I couldn’t shake the awkwardness from the minute I entered the Mantrap, but I owed Jerry this much, we had spent over $1000 of Bill’s money in the past few hours, and he was putting me up until I got proper lodgings. Bill had told him of my current living conditions, and they were totally unacceptable to him.

I told myself to calm down as we entered Jerry’s place. I didn’t know what to expect, but it was decorated just like a “normal” apartment … I guess I had this weird idea that it would decorated “gay” … and I didn’t expect “normal”. What can I say … I was a hick. “Okay … I’m going to sit here on the couch, then you just go up and slowly pull those bad boys down … don’t be nervous … be proud.” Said Jerry.

Those were the biggest eyes I had ever seen, and even though I was uncomfortable with all this, I slowly pulled down my pants and underwear in one motion … “Norman … whatever he’s paying you … it isn’t enough … you are truly blessed … that’s not only the biggest I’ve ever seen, but it’s a thing of beauty.” Said Jerry as he wetted his lips … his cock … well … it went full on hard … that was the first time I had ever seen another man’s erect penis … even if it was through his pants.

“Does it grow much bigger? Or just get harder? I lot of the big soft ones just get harder, don’t grow so much … are you like that? Or do you keep growing? Could you show me? I promise … I just want to see it.” Said Jerry. I was young, dumb, and had over $1000 cash in my pockets, had more money spent on me in one day than in my entire life, and been pampered all day … so, I showed him.

It made a strange day ever stranger as he pleaded to pull out his cock and jerk off to me. I told him it was OK, since I wanted to see how I compared with him. I had never another erect cock in person before, and it simply made me bigger … he was nothing compared to me. I overwhelmed him … he came within 30 seconds … lavishing me with praise … begging me to suck it … to jerk it off for me … that turned me off, so I turned him down, and turned to go to the bathroom, but he quickly apologized … and asked if he could just watch … this one time.

He watched, and I learned … just how big I was when compared to an average man … Jerry lost it for a second and third time by the time I shot off my load. He couldn’t stop talking about it, the overwhelming size, the length and thickness were to him, unreal, a revelation. Mostly, he went nuts when I came, the amount of cum dwarfed his tiny loads. He loved it when I worked my sloppy load over the length of my cock, bathing it in my man cream. I took a shower, and made my way to my temporary room and sat down. I couldn’t believe all that I had done since this morning. My whole life had changed in less than 14 hours.

“My God Norman … so … like a gay bathhouse or strip club?“ I replied, in shock at his revelation.

All right, let me finish. This is a lot for you to take in … all at once, but I want you to hear my out. Not all of these ‘clubs’ are the same. Yes, some have saunas, whirlpools, spas, they might go as “bathhouses’ where you come in and remove all clothes and get a towel. Some have ‘prison rooms’, fetish rooms, orgy spaces, theme nights, ahhh discrete areas, full nude, yes … stripers … which I never did in the open … I always went into private rooms … doors closed … you had to pay … and I wasn’t cheap … I wasn’t giving it away on the floor, I would walk the floors, tease … without being insensitive … you gotta know the limits … it’s hard to explain …

Firstly, cash is king, and there’s a whole different language … bear, cub, wolf, top, bottom, pitcher, catcher, docking, leather, twink, bois, jock, whatever … there is whole dictionary of terms … it … is … it’s … own … world … men come there to escape … to be with like minded people … to have sex … hangout … you could go to different areas for different experiences … there’s a lot to it … I had a lot to learn … but I want to get back to where I was … just try to keep some perspective … and remember … I didn’t have sex with men … okay?

Where were we? ……………..… Oh Yeah, at Jerry’s place …

I heard the phone ring, and Jerry called me to come out, it was my new boss Bill. “Hi Norman, I want you to come in tomorrow for orientation. I’ll go over the ground rules and the obvious and not so obvious ins and outs of working here. There will be a lot to absorb, and I’ll decide if you’re ready to hit the floor running, or if you feel you need more time to adjust, we’ll wait a few more days. You OK with that?” Said Bill. Right away, I was glad he appreciated the huge life change I was possibly undertaking, since I didn’t know if this was for me … I was scared … confused … and helpless … I didn’t have other options.

The next day when I arrived at the Mantrap at 10:30 AM on the button. Bill was there to open the door, but lurking behind him, was a huge black guy no one would mess with. “Norman … this is Marcus, your new best friend. When you work … Marcus works … he’s your protection. He works the door here, amongst other things, but he is here to protect you from some of the aggressive types that come in here. Don’t get me wrong, our customers are 99 percent good people, but a few of them could get aggressive with you, and above all … I want you to feel safe.” Said Bill. I shook the massive hand of Marcus who flashed a smile from a suddenly friendly face. “So you’re the man? Jerry called this morning about “The little big man … told me you’ve got the biggest cock ever … and look at you … all of five foot five or six? Maybe 130 lbs.?” Said Marcus with a little laugh.

“Marcus, I want you to sit in with us, while I go over Norman’s responsibilities, the do’s and don’ts, etc.” Said my new boss Bill. “You know what? Let’s go in back, and have Norman show you his “gift” so you have a better understanding of what we’re dealing with.” Added Bill. I followed the hulking figure of Marcus and Bill back to Bill’s office. Bill sat at his desk while Marcus stood off to the side. As Bill started going through his desk looking for something he told me to drop my pants.

Marcus stood there stone faced … “It’s OK man. I’m going to be keeping you, and “it” safe. Besides, when you go into the private rooms, I’ll be there every step of the way.” So, this is it, this is how my new life officially gets started, and one of my first fears … what the hell are “Private rooms? What goes on in there?” I thought, my mind reeling. Marcus leaned back against the wall looking down at me, while Bill took no interest at all, he was still preoccupied with finding something in his desk.

“HOLY Shit!!!! Man … you’re bigger than me … and you’re SOFT!!!?!!? Damn, those balls are huge too, what did they feed you on that farm boy?” Said an astonished Marcus. “You’re right Bill, this boy is going to need protection, better give him a stage name, and have him taken home at night, the boys will be after him something serious.” Said Marcus as he shook his head back and forth. I noticed him adjust himself, eyes never leaving my growing cock, I realized then, that I liked the praise, the admiration, I had never experienced this before. I also noticed that Bill hadn’t taken a look, in fact, he seemed disinterested.

“Found it!” Said Bill, finding what he had been looking for, and finally acknowledging what Marcus had said. “Yep, the boy is hung beyond all others. One in a billion. Now … Norman, I need you to fill out these forms so I can get you on the payroll, and get the ball rolling.” Said Bill. As I pulled up my pants and arranged myself along my left leg.

My uncircumcised soft cock had hung halfway down my legs, and was slightly thicker than normal on this day, and I wondered why Bill hadn’t even taken a token look. Bill went over the ground rules, and implored me to follow a few key points, be respectful and polite, be yourself, and only do what you’re comfortable with. “By the way, you’ll need a name … a stage name as Marcus suggested, but I’ve already had some thoughts about that … you’ll be called Andre. You OK with that?” Asked Bill. “Yeah, that’s not bad.” I replied. From now on, that’s what all the staff will call you. You’ve got two lives now Norman, the one persona you’ll portray here, and your normal self.” Said Bill.

“I get the feeling we’re going to be really busy. This boy is going to bring in a lot of business.” Said Marcus. “You 100 percent straight?” Asked Marcus. I told him I was, and he lamented the fact, telling me he was bisexual, that way he didn’t count out anyone. That maybe I could be “turned”.
 
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“Marcus. None of this “turned or flipped” shit, he is what he is. I don’t want him uncomfortable, he’s going to mean a lot to all of us.” Said Bill, adding “Norman … if things turn out as I suspect, I’ll end up giving you part of the take, a percentage from the bar and restaurant. I see the big picture … and if you’re as successful drawing in business as I suspect. You’ll also be prime for someone to try and steal you from me … from us. Don’t want that, that’s why we’re going to be on our best behavior, and not ruin the cash cow.” Said Bill, as he stared at Marcus, who got the message.

He was right. After just two weeks, business was up 60 percent, after a month, it had doubled. I wasn’t the cash cow … I was the mega hung bull. Talk about an ego boost. I went from a nothing to a ‘somebody’, and yes … I was a cock god. I didn’t ‘get it’ regarding my stage name at first, but one of our customers came in one evening, and called me “Andre the Giant.” I got it then.

After the third week I was finally comfortable with where I was at, and I was rolling in cash. I had my own place and a bank account, but one of the tellers asked me a question on where the cash was coming from. It had never dawned on me that the cash I was depositing was sending up a red flag at the bank. So, I asked Bill about it.

I made my way back to his office as our day was starting. “Bill? I have a question about my taking cash to the bank … they’re asking questions.” I stated.

“Oh for fucks sake! I forgot about that. Norman, you can’t just drop thousands of dollars of cash at the bank. They’re going to think you’re selling drugs, laundering money, whatever. You’re going to have to get a safe deposit box, and place most of the cash there. I don’t want you paying taxes, that’s why you’re still on the payroll at Rogers bistro, and have a small paycheck here. It skipped my mind that we didn’t have the talk about your money.” That was the first time I heard I was still on payroll at the bistro. Turned out Bill was cooking the books since my hire. Leaving his income from the Mantrap at the same level it had always been. Thus, allowing all the employees to benefit without having to pay the taxes. Here I was, an accomplice with tax cheats.

I ventured behind Bill’s desk and looked at the pictures on his desk that I had never seen. I was floored. “Is this your sister? Or wife? Are these your kids?” I asked.

“Yes Norman. Been married for 17 years. My sons Tyler and Jason, wife Kimberly.” Said Bill. “You don’t have to be gay to own a gay bar Norman.”

“I feel like an idiot, no wonder you didn’t look at my cock the day I showed Phil in your office … you had already seen it.” I replied.

“There’s a lot of things you don’t know Norman, but I’m damn glad you’re here, so is my family. Roger was right to bring you here, you’re getting better at “the game” every day, and business is only going to get better. I only ask you to tell me if someone comes in trying to take you away from us … we’re a family here, and if you ever want to see the “real books” they’re always open to you.” Stated Bill with a seriousness that was undeniable.

Bill became my best friend, not just financially, but in life’s course. He not only paid for my health club, but had me put aside money for college. He wanted me to get a degree, even if it meant leaving the Mantrap. Bill was the father I never had. I love the guy … I can’t possibly repay the man who ‘saved’ me. Well … that’s how I ended up with a degree, which would eventually set me free, and allowed me own a condo clearly outside the norm for a then 20 year old.

Teased thousands of men, made over 1 million in my time there. I used one of the rooms in back for private shows, always had a body guard, whether it was Marcus or someone else … I was never alone … and I learned to love the attention … it sank in after only a few days … nothing like unbridled praise … when I wasn’t working … I was working out … in 7 months I went from a 130 lbs. to 155 lbs. of hard cut muscle … with a cock that could reach up to my nipples. Never saw one nearly as long … or thick … most of them admitted I was far too big … and I loved to show it off. In a way, I was still that shitty waiter, getting my ass pinched, dudes moving in to peck me on the check, most just gawked at my massive tool, you should’ve seen the stupid stuff I used to wear.

My place, my cars … everything paid for with cash. Roger, the owner of the bistro kept me on the payroll those 5 years, but Bill paid him back in cash … it was a cover for tax purposes. In addition, the word spread about me in the gay community throughout the country. Club owners from all over would swoop in trying to steal me away. I had a target on me as well. It was known I was straight, so man after man tried to “flip” me, offered me insane amounts of money, or threesomes, foursomes etc. with insanely attractive women.

I ended up with roughly 950K in cash ... everything I owned was paid for … and all due to this huge cock … and yes … I am the biggest … and I’m proud of it … I lost count of the cocky men who came in to challenge me … only to watch me obliterate them … I relished putting them in their place … and watching their lusting for my giant dick … they would pull out their cocks in the private rooms, and pay me tall cash to get it up to compare with them.

I destroyed every one of them. It was never close. You think women obsess or get jealous … I had men falling for me left and right … massive tough guys getting all needy … convinced they could turn my sexuality … never … and through this adoration, I had set high standards … who wouldn’t … I never lost a challenge … I was special … I knew it … in return, I wanted my women to be perfect … but none of them could really handle me … not even the escorts … I didn’t do drugs, I didn’t have sex with a man … but I did get bored of all this hero worship … and for what … a piece of flesh … it was soulless, empty, and went against my true nature … it had been about the money … and I had enough ... I had cash stashed in safe deposit boxes all over town. I had used my other time to pursue a college degree, and that’s what brought me here.
 
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From the first moment I saw you … I thought … damn … that’s the woman I want. My first trip in the elevator with you … looking at your left hand, seeing you remove your winter gloves, and seeing that wedding ring … my heart sank … when I heard you divorced … my heart soared … but I had to wait … I knew I couldn’t just rush in … so I waited an agonizing 6 months … I figured you would turn me down, and when you did … I understood … but I was hurting something awful … the way you carried yourself … the little quips we had in the elevator over the years … had endeared you to me … and as I said earlier … I couldn’t stop fantasizing about you … when I spotted you at Potbellies, and had some time to interact with you with my cousin there … you surprised me at saying we should do this again sometime … my soul has been flying ever since … I love you so much … it hurts.

After Norman’s confession of his previous life … I had my own story to tell …

“Norman … I have a confession of my own … before I was married, I worked in a strip club for 5 years … (The shocked look on Norman’s face was worth the joke.) I’m kidding Norman … it wasn’t just the lunch … in fact my heart sank when I saw you with your cousin … I thought you were with her … when you came over with her, my head was down … I was sure you were dating her … my heart sank … you see … up until the week before … I had no idea you were called the “big softie”.

I’m management, none of the secretaries told me about your “gift”. Clearly, the men wouldn’t pass that along. I found out by accident. That whole week … I was waiting for you … to share the elevator with you … because I had suddenly realized … that after 9 months without sex … I wanted some … and not just any kind … I wanted big cock sex … something that had never crossed my mind before … so you see … I was stalking you … though not for years … just a few days … and unlike me … I knew you would be easy …”
 
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Chapter 12 Norman

We left for work, our first day after being seen out together by coworkers, and this time waited for the other to arrive, so we could go up together. We could sense it in the elevator. There was a lot of phone tag last night. When he got off on 4, all heads and eyes turned, and when I got off on 7 it was the same result. As people passed by my office, I couldn’t help but notice the extra looks, and waves through the glass.

My boss showed up, and poked his head in. “Hi Jackie, how you holding up?” Asked Eddie.

“How many know?” I asked, and he confirmed it … “I’d say … just about everybody.” Said Eddie with a little laugh, and as he walked off with a little wave of his hand … “You’ll survive this.”

I thought … Thank God it’s Friday, and buried my head in my hands.

“I didn’t do this …” Said Katie as she walked in. “It was Phil. Hell, even his wife knows about Norman. You gotta believe me.” Pleaded Katie.

“Katie, I don’t blame you. But it’s out there, and there’s no stopping it, so it’s probably for the best since Norman and I aren’t going anywhere and won’t have to hide anymore. So scoot … I have work to do.” I sent her packing … just then my phone rang …

“Hey you.” It was Norman, a total relief to hear his voice. “How’s it going up there?” He asked. “As could be expected … you?” I asked. “To be honest … they think I’m some kind of hero or something, far too many of them are holding a torch for you, and they’re giving me this “Way to go Norman look, or the going the other way … Fuck you Norman for taking away our dream girl.” …

“Actually ... it feels pretty good.” Said the proud stud.

“Fuck you Norman … are we doing lunch?” I asked, in a very frustrated tone, since men are always “Hero’s” and women are the “whores” in this type of situation. “Of course … time?” he asked.

“Let’s make it one, see you downstairs.”

The rest of the day seemed fairly normal, but I was sure the questions would start next week. For Norman, it was “He shoots … he scores.” He was the office hero to all the men. Some of the women may have pined for him, but on the other side it was “Wahoo!” way to go Norman.

It’s been a month since Norman and I “consummated” our relationship, and I can accept more of Norman with less discomfort, though back to back days are still out of the question. I take in roughly 8 inches, with little room for more. I’m completely filled, and then some … Norman is the love and fuck of my life. Office life, has settled down. Some of the women in the office have asked me inappropriate things, as have some of the men, and since women found out Norman is straight, and the ‘big softie’ nickname not a myth, he’s had his hands full.

My immediate supervisor Eddie retired two weeks ago. I wasn’t pleased that I didn’t move up to take his place, but a transfer of a vice president, Ron, from another branch came in, and that somewhat eased the blow. He’s married, with children, and seemed fine at first, but after only a week, he began giving me that “special” attention. His first move was for an after work “Working Dinner” which I replied … “How about a working lunch, and a few of my staff … you know … for appearances … so nothing is missed … overlooked. That way I won’t miss any time with my boyfriend.”

That didn’t go over well with Ron. He made a couple other passes which infuriated me. How many married men are doing this as often as I see it?

Since no one knew Ron, he was out of the loop on my relationship with Norman, and just as oblivious about Norman’s prodigious endowment. I reached a boiling point, and finally asked Norman to help me out. Norman knew of the advances, but he wouldn’t dare show him his “big softie” without my permission. So I called down. “Norman … today’s the day. I want you to come up here on the pretext of taking me to lunch. So I’ll let you know when to come up, and which bathroom he’s in, his private bathroom is under reno. So … stay by the phone.”

“Got it, I’ll be here.” Replied Norman.

Well, that didn’t work. Couldn’t swing the timing, but I did notice a pattern of Ron hitting the bathroom around 11AM for a few days straight, and I figured it must be his morning coffee coming due. So I called Norman to come up and lurk the next day at around 10:45 … Bingo … game on. I nodded to Norman, and he came around the corner just as Ron headed in. I wish I could’ve seen it.

“Morning.” Said Norman as he came in, and took the urinal next to Ron. There are partitions between the stalls, but you can still get in a good “junk” check if one desired.

“Hi, I’m Ron. Do you work for us? Or are you a visitor?”

At this point, Norman was digging for the beast, he made sure to bring it up a little, and to made sure to bend his knees, and pull it out further than he normally would. Such a showman.

“Yes, I work here, on the fourth floor.” Replied Norman, as a horse like stream of urine came forth from his beyond monster cock.

Was it the sound? Something you might hear in a barn or at the zoo, or maybe the motion, the awkward way in which an overly endowed man would pull forth his penis to pee, or how Norman gave it a gentle wag from side to side. Either way …

“JESUS!” … Ron blurted … who wouldn’t, it’s size is shocking, it takes a measure of self-control to not react to it … Norman had 7 or 8 inches of soft fat dick swinging, and the stream was huge, splashing around like a garden hose.


“Something wrong?” Asked Norman, in a tone that gave away that he knew Ron had seen “IT”. Then adding, without waiting for a reply … “Well, I came up to visit with my girl … Jackie. I’m sure you know her, she works on this floor.” As he finished the sentence, he shook the final drops from the beast, and carefully packed it along his left leg, and gave it a final adjustment.

“We’ve been seeing each other for some time now, and try to keep it on the down low.” Said Norman as he headed over to wash his hands.

Ron finally stuttered out a reply … “Yeah, yeah … I … I’m Jackie’s boss … she didn’t mention me?” Asked Ron. “She probably did, I just didn’t make the connection … we’ve got a fair number of new employees in over the past couple months … Jackie and I don’t talk “work” outside of work anyway. Nice meeting you.” Replied Norman.

Norman made his way out, and stopped by my office. “That was too easy.” Said Norman.

“Did he get a good look?” I asked. “Damn right he did … blurted out “JESUS”, I kept talking to ease the pain, and remove the uncomfortable feel from an awkward situation.” Replied Norman.

I noticed Norman, looking back to the restroom door. “What is it?” I asked. “If he’s not out with the next 10 to 15 seconds … I’ll bet he’s tearing one off in there … I’ve seen it before … you can be as straight as hell … but when you see a big cock for the first time, or the biggest dick you’ll ever see, you jerk off to the image of it. He’s in there right now, all over himself. Doubt he’ll last long … he’s just praying no one else comes in there.”

My mischievous side was screaming at me … “Do it Norman … go back in there.” I asked, damn near begging him. I turned again to the door of the restroom … looking back at Norman … “Plleeeease … do it, do it for me Norman.” With a slight tilt of his head, and a sigh to the affirmative, he was off. Norman went in quickly, and quietly, just fast and far enough to hear a moan … Ron was just finishing himself off … jerking off to monster cock without peer. Norman quickly made his way to the elevator nodding his head. My head went back in silent laughter … I was loving it … the smile wouldn’t leave my face. I never had a problem with Ron again, and Norman … well Norman had a new fan, but that’s for later.
 
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Chapter 13 Norman

Two weeks after Norman had given Ron the “Stop hitting on my girl” moment in the restroom, we were invited, along with the entire floor to Ron’s home for a getting to know you party on a Saturday evening. While Norman and I didn’t want to go, it would’ve been bad manners, especially since I’m one of the three reporting department heads directly related to Ron’s every day activities.

Norman asked me to dress to the nines, to really show off, and I didn’t disappoint … I looked so damn good Norman basically raped me as we made love for almost an hour, which made us late, but I had such a healthy, just fucked glow to my face. I couldn’t wait to come home afterwards to let Norman have his way with me again. I started playing with my heels in the car, and Norman told me to: “Stop it … I know what you’re doing.” Said Norman. “No … really … I’m just adjusting them.” I replied in a very playful manner. We both knew I was teasing him. I just had a pedicure, and my feet had been driving him wild the past two days.

I get looked at all the time, on this night, it was no different. All the men’s wives were jealous, I looked and felt fantastic. I had it going with the playful banter as well, I was on fire. Norman was the cool under control boyfriend, who took in all the stares from the women and men in my direction. For those in the know, yes … this is the fucking super hot slut that is fucking the most well endowed man the in the state, or anywhere. Norman had to take leave of me, since my nipples were showing, along with my tight ass, long legs, and manicured hands and feet. I was loving the attention … Norman … was starting to show … he wanted me … right now.

“Norman!” Said Ron, catching up to Norman as he went poolside to grab a drink.

“Hi Ron … great party, beautiful place, nice turn out … I know most of the people here.” Replied Norman.

“Thanks for coming … my goodness … Jackie looks … she looks really good tonight.” Said Ron as he looked in her direction.

“Yeah … she’s got it goin’, that’s for sure.” Replied Norman, glancing over to Jackie’s ever-growing crowd of admirers.

Norman was getting bored with Ron, the small talk had just about run it’s course, so Norman started to make the moves we all make to get out of an uncomfortable situation when Ron got quiet … and turned the conversation in a whole new direction …

“Listen … Norman … can we have a talk … ummm off the record so speak … man to man.” Said Ron as he checked to see who was in earshot.

“What’s on your mind Ron?” Asked Norman, but he already had a good idea where this was headed … this wasn’t Norman’s first rodeo.

Ron’s breathing was elevating, his heart beating faster … “I wonder if I could interest you in a proposition … one where I pay you … pay you … five thousand dollars … to fuck my wife … I can’t … I can’t stop thinking about … about … about what I saw in the mens’ room … your massive cock … I want to see it plug my wife … to fuck the living shit out of her … I want to watch … I can’t stop thinking about it …” His head was lowered, in shame that he had asked, ashamed to show interest in another man’s cock, and that he wanted to watch his own wife get plowed by a massive fucking horse dick. Ron was shaking, he looked like he needed to sit down … he was losing it.

“Ron, Ron … Ron … calm down man. I don’t do those sorts of things. I know you saw me in the restroom, and that by now … you probably know my nickname in the office.” Replied Norman, who was careful not to mention, or infer that he and Jackie had set Ron up that day in the restroom. But Norman couldn’t finish his thoughts …

“OK, OK, Ok I’ll pay you 10 thousand, with Jackie there, I want to see you both together, forget my wife, I want to see you fuck Jackie … to see her getting fucked to death … railed … plowed … I gotta know … how big does it get … how big does it get?” Ron was losing the situation … Norman took his leave.

Jackie saw Normans’ approach, she wasn’t just the hit of the party, in fact … she was the party.

“Hey babe.” Said Norman as he moved in for a peck on her cheek, then towards her ear … “We should go.” Said Norman, in a whisper. “Honey … I’m having such a great time, do we …?” She could tell by his look, something was off … so she closed the door to what was a great night, her respect for Norman’s wishes far outweighed her vanity on this night, or any night. “Sorry guys … my man speaks … and I obey … see you all Monday.” Said Jackie as she made her parting official.

“Nicely done babe … always leave them wanting more.” Said Norman as they made their way to the car.

“I always leave them that way … well … at least the men. You of all people should know that.” Said Jackie.

Norman didn’t mention what Ron had said. Jackie didn’t wait to get home, she jerked Norman’s giant dick in the car on the way home. Finishing him off in the driveway before going inside, leaving Norman with a gigantic semi. Norman watched her laugh from the door, as she let herself in. He decided to place it over his stomach and chest and make a run for it hiding it under his jacket. Jackie had dead bolted the door, and watched a fuming Norman fumble for the other key … “NOT Funny!” Said Norman … loud enough for the neighbors to hear. Jackie laughed from the other side of door … eventually letting him in. “Hey stud … welcome home.” Said Jackie, with a soul crushing, beyond sexy smile coming from her perfect face. Norman realized long ago … he could never stay mad at this woman.


Jackie was so turned on from her being the hit of the party, and Norman … he never realized just how turned on he got showing her off … they hadn’t done it before, but they christened every room of the house that night. Norman hadn’t told her about Ron, but as they entered the last room of the house … the master bedroom … his giant meat dangling between his legs … he fell on to a waiting Jackie on the bed, and buried her with kisses … she looked up at him, adoring, in love, filled with a happiness she had never thought possible … Norman’s right hand reached under her pillow … and as it came into view … she started to cry uncontrollably … “Oh my God … OH MY GOD … NORMAN!!!!”

Norman knelt alongside the bed as Jackie’s tears fell from her eyes down her cheeks in an endless stream … “Will you …” Norman never finished the sentence. It was a million times yes. You gotta hand it to Norman.

Two weeks later his ability to keep another secret had led to a huge moment for them both.

“Norman!” Said Jackie from her office phone, clearly very excited. “They’re calling me in … Ron quit late yesterday … they didn’t say why … he just up and quit. You know … he’s been acting weird ever since that party, everyone noticed … either way … they’re calling me in!!!!” Jackie made Vice President that morning, and Norman … to this day … keeps that secret.
 
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Chapter 14 Norman

Just prior to our marriage, Norman and I had a night out in the city. What are the odds that we would run into my ex? Obviously pretty good, since there he was … with the little the little Euro trash that he left me for on his arm. I motioned to Norman, and when he turned back to me … “That’s him right. The man that I have to thank for you?” Said Norman. “Yep … that’s the little prick.” I replied.

“Well … I love the guy.” Said Norman as he reached for my hand. “He hasn’t changed, this is the first time I’ve seen him since the lawyers office. Amazing … not once did this piece of shit ask to see his own children … what a loser.” I said, cringing, that I had loved this man for over a decade.

“Oh, how fun … he’s seen me. He’s coming over.”

“Well … well … look what the skunk dragged in.” I said.

“Well … I see you’re out on the town at my expense.” Said Dan, my ex, as his new, and much younger wife decided to stay clear of our “happy” reunion.

“Partly … I still make more than you, got the house, the kids, alimony, child support … and I moved up in the company I keep.” As I took Norman’s hand in my own.

“I think I’ve seen this guy before … Yeah … doesn’t he work in your building? Wow … so you took the first thing that came along huh? … and couldn’t even leave your own building to find someone … now that’s pathetic.” Said Dan.

“Seriously … after 14 months, that’s the best you can do? Let me throw down some observations of my own.” I replied. “Your little girl over there looks cute now, but she’s clearly Eastern European … not from Ukraine, Poland or Czechoslovakia … I’m guessing further a little further East … how’s her mother? A little stocky is she? Have you even met her mother? Seriously … she was off the boat maybe 4 years ago, those looks will fade, she’ll pack on the pounds, and within three years you’ll be paying her alimony as well. Nice choice.” I replied, but I wasn’t finished. “Norman … what are the odds?” I asked.

Norman who had kept eating the entire time in-between bites … “Ninety … ten … divorced … within three years.” Said Norman, with just the right amount of hesitation, as I continued my rant …

“Now … let’s talk about your … best … friend … Nick. How long did it take him to call me … mind you he’s married, but that didn’t matter. All of two fucking weeks after the divorce was final … and guess what … he got real chatty, mentioned that you had slept with at least two other women, so that makes 3 that I know of, and he added that you didn’t wear any protection … you FUCKING STUPID SHIT! If you had infected me with any STD’s I’d have every fucking thing of yours … if you or I had infected our kids with anything … I’d try to put you in jail. So good luck with two alimony payments, and your shallow fucking useless life … I can’t believe I trusted … once loved … you!” My rant came to a short pause, but I wasn’t finished.

“Norman is caring, loving, intelligent, has integrity … something you clearly lack … he makes me laugh and would never place me or the kids in any danger, and best of all, he puts family first, he’s fantastic in bed … it makes me sad to see what I missed in all the time I was with you. The two best things you gave me, live with me, and you won’t even visit them … and now … well … they are over you … they stopped asking … Norman is their father now … I’m mad at myself for having settled for you … for having wasted over a decade caring about you, when all you ever cared about was yourself. Was this little visit everything you’d thought it be? Huh? … big man? … your looks mean absolutely NOTHING … it’s like putting a turd in a suit … I never want to see you again. Leave …” I waved him away with my left hand … my eyes daggers. Shaking in anger …

“Whew … he’s leaving … honey … you’re shaking …” Said Norman, as I became aware of the scene I just made. People all over the room heard it … Dan and his girl toy didn’t stay. I was about to cry. My biggest comfort was Norman … how I loved this man … I adjusted the engagement ring … and looked into his eyes … “Norman … thank you for saving me.” I said, as the water works started.

When we got home … Norman and I made love … it wasn’t animal, it was time consuming, it was with quiet passion. It was our most intimate, longest lasting most unforgettable night at that point in our life together. As we cuddled in the glow of this night Norman asked me … when I fell in love with him.

“Besides the first night?” I said in jest. We both remembered what we said that night, and cringe thinking about it, but we were so caught up in the moment, we had lost all control over rational thought.

“It was the night I asked you why you loved me. You kept on and on, in minute detail of the day, the moments … I’m sure you remember … I had to cut you off … I was embarrassed about it all, you wouldn’t stop … you knew me like no one else ever had … and then I got sad. I realized that when I asked Dan that same question some years ago, his answer lasted less than 20 seconds … all the time I wasted with him, fooling myself that I was in love with him … that’s when I knew.”

I can sleep now.
 
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Chapter 15 Dominance

Since my divorce I had been in command of everything. It left me unprepared for what would come next. I didn’t expect a “Norman” in my life. I had pushed away all the thoughts of big cock … fooling myself that I didn’t want that … when in reality, it was always there, lurking, and then lunging from the dark recesses of my mind, and releasing me into a world, that once sampled, I could not live without. It sent me to new sexual places … ones … I did not know existed …

It was a Saturday night … Norman had left me a blathering mess … I was on all fours in the kitchen … completely nude … completely overcome … shivering from an incredible orgasm, the kind of which I had never experienced before … served up on the kitchen island, and finished off in ‘Norman’ style … still on all fours, I brought my head up … he stood in front of me legs spread … and through my blurry eyes … there it was … the fat end of a baseball bat … dripping from my juices … menacing … massive … and ready to keep going … since he had yet to cum … for now and forever … I was under his spell … under his control … vulnerable … a puppy … waiting for my master.

“Norman … I bow to you … “ I said as I moved in to kiss his feet … then slowly kiss up his leg until his massive tool bounced against my head … I got to my knees and pulled and sucked on his giant cock as best as I could … feeling inadequate that I couldn’t give him proper head … that I couldn’t take all of him inside me … feeling and seeing his cock grow in my hands …

Norman had been worshipped before … but not by me … not like this … he liked it … the overwhelming power he held over me … and I liked it more … more than he could imagine. “Slap my face with it …” I begged. As I sat on my legs, I placed my hands on my thighs, and waited … wondering how hard he would go … he hit me harder than I expected … but not hard enough … “Harder!” I said, raising my voice. He didn’t say a word … we were beyond words … the next hit threw me off balance as he lashed that meat bat across the left side of my face … ‘that’s going to leave a mark’ I thought … then came another … he moved behind me and slapped the entire length across my back repeatedly as one would do with a whip … I whimpered, but it only made him hit me harder … another new level to my sexual curiosity satisfied, but only slightly … “Is that all you got?” I asked with a sneer … he then proceeded to show me who was boss.

He lifted me like a feather onto the counter and proceeded to force his giant dick into me with a force I had never thought possible. Inch after fat inch entered me, he was in the heat of some sort of “fuck rage” that I was responsible for … and I was loving it … I was losing my balance … not that there wasn’t plenty to hang onto, but as he picked me up and began to pummel me, I pulled down the curtains near the counter, the coffee maker made a header onto the floor, and Norman … HOLY SHIT! Norman!!! Lifted me into the air impaled on his massive meat stick pulling me down, in addition to my own weight, attempting to force in what would not fit.

As I was blissfully impaled upon his massive blood club … I looked out the window in the night … past the curtains I had knocked down, and straight into Carol’s stunned maw … as she took in my man’s magic wand, in all it’s glory. I gave her a beyond satisfied smile as she witnessed the reason for our over the top noisy sex that we routinely engaged in … Norman had no idea … I came at that moment … head back … wave after wave of pleasure pulsing through me … as I went limp in his powerful arms … he raised me off of him and lowered me to the floor, his humongous cock dangling beneath him.

“Finish me … FINISH ME!!!!! He demanded, and in my weakened state … I obeyed … as I sat up … my arms felt so weak as I tugged that giant dick, looking to my left towards Carol, who’s own hand pleasured herself as I slowly tugged on Norman’s insanely huge cock … displaying it for Carol … showing it off … as for Norman … he had no idea … he didn’t pick up on it … not right away …

“Good girl … good girl … that’s right … that’s right … NOW …. NOW … take the head … TAKE IT!!!” Said Norman, as his candy load shot into my mouth … but I pulled back and let the massive load lather my face and body … blast after blast … confirming for Carol … that not all men are created equal … “What’s this? What the fuck are you doing? Lick it up, find it all and lick it up.” Said Norman, my boss, my man … and I did as I was told.

“Lick it clean, get every little bit … stop using your fingers … just your tongue, you can lift it, but that’s all.” Said Norman, as I shot a look towards Carol, who had sense enough to turn off her light, but was still visible as she came. Her attention didn’t falter, and neither did mine, as my tongue bath left Norman as hard and as big as I’d ever seen him.

“Norman?!? Look to your right.” I said with an inkling of what was to come. Slowly, Norman turned and squinted into the night to see Carol’s head just above the window sill. He slowly turned to face her, waging that giant dick in her direction … just like me … lost in the moment … he brought the giant beast aloft and easily bent over, to kiss the giant head of his monster, then releasing it … her eyes were huge … as his meat stick slapped against his leg, barely above the knee … she was transfixed as Norman pulled me up, picked me up as if I weighed nothing … his cut body, and flexed arms showing that there was much more under the cover than Carol could’ve imagined, and carried me out of the kitchen up the stairs … to fuck the living hell out of me.

He pounded the fuck out of me … knowing full well the buttons he could push … and the feeling that on this night … there were no limits … he was in a sexual frenzy … at one point, he turned me onto my stomach and placed me into doggy on the edge of the bed … reaching for some lube and applying a generous amount to his giant meat stick … he then applied it to my ass … and aimed in for my small opening … I began to protest … scared to death that this had gone too far … that he couldn’t be serious … I had never taken anything up my bottom before … this would not work …

He rubbed the massive head at my opening … I began to scream … since it would not fit … it slid off and over my back … leaving a wet trail of lube … he roughly turned me over … and broke his silence … “Still want to play little girl? Got what it takes?” He asked. I was shaking … “You weren’t serious were you?” I asked, suddenly terrified at what he could do to me.
 
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“No, I just wanted to put a scare in you … do you think I could ever take anything like this in my own ass … Fuck NO … do unto others as the verse goes … “ Said Norman. “Now … do you think Carol is still down there? You want to put on a show?” He asked.

“I don’t know if we should Norman …” I replied, but he would have none of it. He ordered me downstairs … Carol was going to get an eyeful … on this night her mind would be blown.

“Take my cock in your hand and pull me down stairs like it is a leash.” Said Norman, the man I had put in complete control.

His cock had lost it’s edge, but was still enormous. I lead him into the kitchen where I released him, and stood silently, waiting for his next command. “Is she still there?” Asked Norman, and as I confirmed she was, he told me to set up a chair facing her. Carol was looking out, you could see the anticipation in her eyes, the need, the longing for more … she was going to get it …

Norman sat in the chair facing the window … Carol couldn’t have asked for a better view unless she were in the room. The inches, the countless inches of fat meat that hung under the seat of the chair dangling towards the floor … this freak of nature … this ungodly endowment … how can it be real? How can it even function? It wasn’t even fully hard … I looked over towards her … and remembered my first time … to witness … is to believe … to believe the unbelievable …

Norman adjusted the chair so Carol could see him from the side. I stood obediently off to his left … waiting for his commands.

“Show her … show her everything … bring me up … use both of your hands … that’s a good girl …” Said Norman, as my hands grasped the giant, somewhat floppy cock. I could barely reach around it, as it swelled to an ever greater length, the thickness pushed my fingers apart … kissing the massive head I looked towards Carol who by now … was all over herself … her mind blown … as I pulled forth even more cock … he was already incredibly huge, but clearly … had room to grow … it made no sense to a first timer … there aren’t enough adjectives to describe it …

I kissed and licked the massive head, working down along the sides, slobbering over the thing, pulling back and spitting on his massive tool until the entire thing glistened. Norman’s arms hung down, letting me service his colossal cock … holy shit was he getting hard … he loved showing it off … and I loved showing him off … I was fixated on his massive tool when Norman said … “She’s cumming … she loves my giant dick … and what you’re doing to it … “ Said Norman, it clearly excited him … he was having a “really good” day … I could feel the increase … and see it … he was full on hard … it was bulging … the skin … tight along the entire length. “Try to put the head in your mouth … show her just how big it is …” Said Norman, clearly turned on by his own flesh zeppelin … holy fuck … the heat of the thing … it’s crippling size … I couldn’t fit the giant head in my mouth … Carol could clearly see just how ridiculously massive he had become …

“Stand up.” Instructed Norman, and as I did, he moved himself to face Carol head on. She had moved closer … her head shaking back and forth … Norman’s massive tool was trying to stand upright, but so heavy it could not … it extended far past his hip … dripping wet … both longer and thicker than my arm … Norman locked eyes with her and began to stroke his massive tool to the most ridiculous size I had ever seen … like Carol … I was spellbound … I was pleasuring myself as Norman showed us all who was the boss.

His mule cock was on display … both hands slowly stroked the humungous shaft … showing her just how much extra room there was … “Stand behind me … and reach around me, and with both of your hands … join mine … and stroke my giant cock.” Said Norman, so determined to blow her mind … four hands … one goal … and yet … there was plenty of room to pull his beast … Carol’s jaw hung down in awe … her hands furiously working their magic. Clearly … she came again … how many did that make? Norman’s beast cock was destroying her … I could feel my heart beat … Norman released his right hand … to fondle his massive balls … Carol was glued to them … just like the historic mass of flesh that jutted so far from his body … his total package was completely unheard of … no one has equipment like this … it’s simply not possible.

He tortured her … and for that matter me … he wouldn’t stop … Carol had cum again and again, his massive tool reached for the ceiling, with all the abuse … it was darker in color … ready to pop … but he wouldn’t let that happen … just when it seemed he had gone to far … he made the all to familiar gestures … he was going to cum … by this time Carol was standing up at the window … wishing she were closer … wishing it was her in my place … witness to the unleashing of a beast load of cum … for all his size … his load would match and exceed what seemed possible …

His frothy load shot forth into the air, blast after blast, damn … did he love to show it off … and he did not disappoint … it mattered little he had cum earlier … I lost count … he could impregnant an entire city with that hot mass … up and down … pulling away on the beast … there was no equal … no one up to the task … he set a bar no one could cross … Carol was still working herself over … in appreciation of his gift to her … shocked at the enormity … the outlandish cartoonish quality of it all … I was weak in the knees … still amazed I could handle even a portion of it … still in awe of the enormity …

Norman stood facing her … letting her take it in … and appreciate the historic length and thickness …

“Stand across from me.” said Norman, and as I did, he held up his spent, but still hard sausage against my body … the huge head nestled just under my breasts … letting Carol understand just how truly huge he was … how far he could penetrate me … as if it were possible to accept such a giant slab. He then had me spread my legs, and then placed his giant underneath my pussy, between my legs to showcase how far past my ass his cock could reach … I reached around and stroked the beast with my hand … the amount that shot past my ass was nothing short of incredible … Carol gawked at the image … both hands flat on the glass … eyes disbelieving …

She looked towards us with thanks, mouthing the words … “Thank you” Overcome by what she had seen.

“As for you … pull me upstairs and clean me.” Said Norman ... and I did as I was told.

Afterwards … “I really liked our play acting … and showing off.” Said Norman, adding ... “I hope I wasn’t too rough, or that … this went to far.”

“I wasn’t acting Norman … I want you to dominate me. It’s something I want to do more of … you up to it?” I asked.

Well … you can guess what happens next …
 
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Chapter 16 Norman

Jackie’s Time

Eyes are always on me. From women, men, young and old. I’ve been eye candy since before puberty, and after I filled out it became much worse. I’ve worked hard for my position at my work, but there are doubters, who either think I fucked or sucked my way to top, or that it was a “favor” that might be expected after I was promoted, but I’ve worked my ass off, I have to, since my looks work against me, just as much as they work for me. Sure, let the pretty girl whine and cry, doors aren’t just opened for her, they are busted down. In many cases you would be right. I do live in a different world than most, but I’ve always understood that. People are superficial, they like attractive things. Unlike many handsome people, I get it, I got lucky in the gene pool. I’m thankful for it. I am humbled.

I’ve been hit on my entire life, from older men, sometimes much older, just as often by much younger men or boys. Or should I include all men as “boys” since I tend to bring out the “boy” in most every man, they think my body is going to be their “playground” or jungle gym. Just because it is expected … doesn’t make it welcome. The same can be said of women, and couples. Even gay couples, not just lesbians. I’ve been asked into threesomes with gay men, orgy’s, mutual masturbation, plus a host of other twisted things, some of which I had to look up. It never ceases to amaze me … the lengths people will go to, seemingly, without any moral compass … in attempting to get me into their beds.

The one thing I denied myself was the thought of a well-endowed men. I can say now, that I repressed that urge … that it was always there … lingering … festering … longing … but I suppressed the want … it was something I could live without. I have always had a boyfriend, or husband. I’ve always been with someone.

I can tell you, if Norman had asked me out a second time … I would’ve said NO. There is no denying that the only reason I considered giving him a second chance, was due to what I overheard in that bathroom with Katie and Brooke. Yes, I was being superficial, it’s cold and hard, but men treat me like eye candy all the time, payback can be a bitch. It scares me, that … that I went off the rails over his … well … his size, or that something like that would matter. Since I wasn’t that person, but clearly … I was that person … a woman who craved a large cock … I mean “REALLY CRAVED HUGE COCK”. Ever since that moment, there hasn’t been a day when I don’t lust after it. Maybe, I think I’m worth it, that my good looks demand something exceptional in return.

But it’s neither here nor there. I am a size queen … I’ve always been a size queen. I love the stretch, the visual … OMG the visual … is astounding … the bigger the better certainly fits my desires in bed, and out. Since I’ve been with Norman … being out with him in public … it’s like … I have this secret … that the man next to me … is bigger than yours … longer than yours … thicker than yours … that no other man will ever measure up. Go ahead … ask me out … undress me with your eyes … but you will never top the gargantuan, over the top endowment of the man next to me … he may look bookish with his wire rim glasses, and receding, thinning hair … but between his legs is a monster beyond all others, that the body underneath is cut and hard, and what made me fall in love with him … rests between his ears.

Norman is caring, smart, funny, calculating, giving, considerate and the biggest thing … he’s all about me and our family. Don’t be quick to judge the “calculating” part of my description. Norman is on top of everything, always a step ahead of me, and that’s not easy to do. He’s taken out life insurance, set up accounts for the kid’s college funds, and much more, his life planning for our family is simply put … incredible. To Dan, my first husband, thanks for being a complete dick, since without you … I wouldn’t have found Norman. At least you were good for something. Oh, and keep working dipshit, we’re liking the money.

There’s a certain freedom or liberation from knowing, who, and what you are. First, I love Norman and my children, but my second love, is my overriding lust for big cock. There is nothing wrong with knowing what you want, with being a size queen. It allows me to physically and mentally feel. There is nothing like the sensation of being filled. Even now, after all of our many love making sessions. His size makes it feel like the first time, every time. I will never be able to take all of him. He hits bottom, he stretches me, and incredibly … he continues to grow. He’s both longer and thicker than when I first met him. We think it’s because of his enormous starting point, and that continued use has added even more meat to that incredible horse cock. There is no doubt … my course in life is set … and I couldn’t be happier … I wish everyone could feel this way … it’s simply … beyond description.

Okay … you’re wondering … were there questions? At work, from friends … of course. When I told Ashley, we were at lunch, having a girl’s day out, she was stunned, that I must be exaggerating … I noticed … I’m sure everyone who looked over noticed. That Ashley has some really responsive nipples, they were huge … betraying her … and exciting me … since mine were on the rise as well.

She wanted details … so I gave them. From one size queen to another, it got pretty heated. We got quiet as the waiter came over, and we both watched his eyes dart from her breasts to mine … we were both keyed up. I licked my lips so he could see, and flashed him a killer smile, asking for more wine. He damn near fell down, running off to take care of us. We both teased the hell out of him, and there was palpable jealousy from Ashley as we parted. She took my hand in hers, and told me …

“You’re going home to get pounded aren’t you? You lucky girl.” Said Ashely on the exhale.

“Yes … yes I am.” I said with a smile.

When I got home, I left the car running. Walked past Norman without a word, loaded the car with the kids, and took them to my parents house. Norman, didn’t say anything, he stood at the door with a puzzled look watching me drive off. When I got back, and ran up the steps, Norman was waiting …

As Norman started to say … “Is everything …?” I took my left hand and covered his mouth, shoving back onto the couch, and proceeded to undress him as awkwardly, and as quickly as I could.

“Ummm … Hello? Who are you?” Said Norman as I began to literally rape him. “Wow … welcome home!” Said Norman as his giant cock became exposed as my hands brought him up to the desired length and thickness so he could bring it. I still had my shirt and skirt, but my panties came off in a hurry as I mounted the giant thick beast. I hadn’t said a word.

“You know, you should come home like this more often.” Said an appreciative Norman. I moaned as his beast grew thicker inside me. I fell down onto the all familiar beast dick, and knew he still had some room to grow … to get harder. I felt him bottoming out, and let my bodies weight try to force in even more.

Through labored breathing I told Norman of my lunch time fun … “I told Ashley … told her how big you are … made her jealous … told her … I was going home … to get drilled by my stud … God Norman … I love your giant cock.” I came, knees shaking, as Norman grabbed my waist to help steady me. My body was quivering like a leaf on a tree.
 
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“Well, if your lunches with Ashley are going to lead to outcomes like this … you have my blessings to have lunch with her every day.” Said Norman. I showered him with kisses as he carried me to the bedroom to finish me off. He fucked me silly for over 40 minutes. It ended with me telling him to shoot his load over my face and upper body … he was happy to oblige. I was covered in his spunk … loving the scent … the feel … the nasty. I beckoned him to come in, so my hands could pull the final volleys from his titanic beast … and this is when we would normally finish … but my blood lust was just starting … I kept pulling on him.

“Holy fuck … you’re serious.” Said Norman, awestruck by my uncontrolled lust. I wouldn’t let him off this easy. He was going to keep it up … I was going to worship his giant horse dick. Even though he had shot off a giant load only minutes before … I would not allow him to rest. I took his load from my body and smeared it over this humongous cock, then licked and prodded him to his utmost.

Both hands, one goal, to get this giant cock to it’s utmost most torturous size.

“You are so beautiful … I love you … love you so much.” Said an appreciative Norman. His head went back as I continued to pull and manipulate him to his largest ever. “Give me more monster man … get bigger for me … get thicker … get longer … you’re so much man … so much more than a man … I love your giant cock … I love you … now show me … show off for me … please me … get yourself as long and as thick as you’ve ever been …” My voice trailed off as mouth went in to kiss and lick the hard hot mass … I was a complete mess of crippling lust …

My talk with Ashley had brought out a new size queen version of me … I was in the grip of something I would call … “size queen fever” … the one that wanted to tell people … to show him off … to let them know just how off the charts my man can be … and to Norman’s credit … he lived up to it … his hands joined mine … my hands could feel it … my eyes could see it … I had to back up to take it in …

“How’s that mama … how’s that for a HORSE DICK.!!!” Said Norman through deep labored breaths …

I shuddered in an orgasm … he was absolutely hard … absolutely the longest and thickest either of us had ever seen … I couldn’t help myself … I told him to fuck me with it … his cock was usually so heavy that it had no chance to stand at any appreciable angle, but it was holding at a 45 as he stood on the floor … I was quaking … I was sopping wet … I was about to get pummeled … I couldn’t wait …

It wasn’t just the moment … I could feel it … the added stretch … his thickness was insane … I barely lasted through a few strokes before I came … but he wasn’t finished … not by a long shot … he gave me long bottoming out strokes, varying the speed … stopping to rear back and pound in even more meat … as I lay there … his giant cock filling me completely … I felt heaven … I came so hard, so often. We went into doggy as he proceeded to show me what other size queens were missing … absolutely no one could top the way he made me feel. Norman gave me an auditory lesson on how and why he loved me … everything he said was perfect … and the meat he supplied was overwhelming …

I was barely able to support my own weight when he came, plugging me with his donkey meat … yelling out my name … I don’t remember anything else … I awoke with him next to me … it was like the Twilight Zone … lost time … I looked to the clock and it was 7:30PM. We both needed a shower, both of us, stuck to the sheets, a gross sticky mess, sexually exhausted …

His cum littered my body from head to toe, my juices were all over both of us. I felt him stir, he looked at me with tired eyes, his arm moved, shaking off the bed sheet that stuck to him, his hand pulled in my head, and he covered my mouth with a kiss that we’ll both remember on our death beds. As he pulled away his hand from my head, my hair was stuck to his hand from our sexual leavings. I looked down at his swollen cock, abused, overused, and out of commission … still … leaving me wanting more.

Norman moved to sit on the edge of the bed, taking in our soiled, sticky situation. I lay back exhausted as he got up and came to my side of the bed. He picked me up and carried me to our bathroom, and to the shower, wordlessly cleaning each other from head to toe. We cleaned his monster together, it grew, but not all the way. He was exhausted, he had to be … I was a tired completely exhausted mess.

Without speaking, Norman sat me in our love-seat, and proceeded to dress me, then himself. I watched as he changed the linen, saying nothing, we both lived in silent appreciation of each other. Little glances with small smiles from both of us. When finished making the bed, he held his hand out for mine …

“We’ll have to do that again sometime, but we should go … and get the little ones … bring them home to their own beds.” Said Norman, his breathing somewhat labored, belying just how exhausted he was. We didn’t say much the rest of the night. We both slept like rocks. I wondered if Norman thought as I did … could we ever match the sexual high of this evening? It was a new level, it set a high bar … I felt sad for other people … since this was the best natural drug ever invented … Norman exceeded every expectation …


As it turned out … we both … had plenty left in the tank …
 
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