Hey guys I'm a long time lurker, first time poster here. Just figured I'd try my hand at some writing since I used to love creative writing back in the day. Hope you like what I've come up with for a first attempt at a story. Yes the sizes involved are a little bit silly but I don't think I'm taking too many liberties with human anatomy :wink: There's not too much action in this first part as this is just kinda setting the scene but if you guys like it I'll gladly write more. Enjoy. As the 15 story glass mirror that is Sullivan’s Paper co. loomed ahead, 23 year old James Thatcher contemplated exactly what he was doing here. This new job he’d been practically gifted in coordinating shipping (a glorified McDonalds cashier, taking orders from customers and passing the details to the warehouse) for him was supposed to represent a brand new start, but there were certain reminders that would be impossible to ignore, of a life he left just one week ago. Until one week ago he’d been a loving boyfriend living with his loving girlfriend of 11 months, in his excessively fashionable studio apartment in the centre of town. He was unemployed, but he didn’t mind being a “house-boyfriend” as Claire’s job as a senior accountant made enough money for them to live comfortably. More than comfortably for that matter. To their friends and neighbours they appeared to be the perfect couple, always civil, laughing at each other’s goofy jokes and just quiet nice people, however not all portions of their lives were quite as idyllic as outside observers would have believed. The neighbours may have noticed had they given it a second thought, but most just chose to believe them to be “the nice quiet couple upstairs/next door”, but things there seemed a little too quiet, particularly at night. Ever since the start of their relationship, James’ and Claire’s sex life had been a complete non-starter. It’s not that they weren’t attracted to one another, James being of around 6’1” with sleek black hair and a physique that many swimmers would be jealous of, and Claire who turned down a career in glamour modelling as she believed it to be sexist and a waste of the many assets she possessed that couldn’t be shown in a thong and string bikini, but the problem was more mechanical than that. To the unbridled envy of his friends when he was at school and men in the shower at the gym, James was in possession of a spectacularly large penis. So large in fact, that the only gratification he could possibly get from it was from seeing the looks of jealousy on other men’s faces when they saw his 8 flaccid inches dangling between his legs in the showers; he was simply too big for Claire. They had really tried to make a go of it, but as a wise man once said, “sex is like oxygen, it only matters when you’re not getting any.”. When they first started dating the sheer girth of his cock meant that he couldn’t even get the tip in regardless of how much lube they used, and even towards the end whenever he pushed more than a couple of inches in he caused Claire serious pain. They had tried to find ways around the problem of James’ excessive size, through hand jobs, oral sex and even the use of sex toys, but Claire’s petite hands quickly grew tired and provided little stimulation in comparison to the gigantic surface area of his cock, her mouth could not even take his head and the toys didn’t prove a substantial enough substitute for real sex. For eleven months they had endured a sexless relationship until the frustration got the better of Claire. “I can’t do this anymore! I need to have sex with my boyfriend!” she yelled her blonde bangs waving back and forth across her tear stricken face as she shook her head in despair “I have needs and if you can’t fulfil them… well I guess I’ll have to find somebody else who can!”. Those words still far too fresh in his mind, James stood before his new job working directly under the mother of his now ex-girlfriend. He hated his endowment for this. The one good relationship in his life had ended because of a factor he couldn’t help. He was who he was and he could no less change the size of his dick than he could change the direction of the tides. After the breakup he’d been forced to move out as Claire paid the bills so he didn’t have a say, and been forced to sleep on a friends couch until he’d scraped enough cash together to get a deposit on a small flat in a rundown part of town. He needed this job to simply keep a roof over his head, regardless of the awkwardness that may follow. “Well it’s now or never.” James said aloud to himself and pushed the rotating door to his new life. The marble foyer was intimidating in its formality, James wasn’t used to this. When he had worked he had been used to just serving behind a counter in his local corner shop. And here he was dressed in his best black suit in the lobby of the 2nd biggest paper company in the world. He shifted his crotch slightly as he walked towards the elevators. “Christ maybe these trousers weren’t the best idea, every time I take a step with my left leg you can see my cock through them!” he whispered to himself “Now which floor are the shipping offices on…” “I think that’s the 6th floor you’re looking for, I’m the receptionist up there.” a chirpy voice piped up from behind him. A small perfectly manicured hand reached out and pressed the 6 button on the console “You must be the new guy we’re expecting, hi name’s Kayleigh!” “Yep that’s me, James Thatcher.” he said turning and stretching out his hand to greet his new co-worker. “Pleasure to meet you!” the young, impossibly smart woman in front of him responded shaking his hand daintily “And yea you’re right; you can kinda see your dick through those pants…” she whispered, grinning like a Cheshire cat with black spectacles and a ponytail. “I wouldn’t worry though, if most guys had what you were packing they’d be constantly walking around naked from the waist down.” “Alright keep your voice down…” James replied blushing profusely. “Ah it’s alright” she said rolling up the sleeve on her Armani jacket to reveal a watch that looked more expensive than James’ last car. “Everybody’s in their offices by now anyway, I just had to take a message to main reception, there’s nobody around. Loosen up!” she giggled, reminiscent of a schoolgirl with a crush. The doors to the elevator pinged open and the two new acquaintances entered. “So, I know people can get excited for interviews but I don’t think I’ve seen anybody here get quite THAT excited…” Kayleigh teased nodding towards his crotch. “I’m more nervous than excited; I might not be on so good terms with my new boss. I don’t think I could get excited right now if I tried.” “Ah Joanna is a big pussycat sh-… hang on you mean you’re not…” she gawked “Now come on that’s plenty big, there’s no need to lie about it being bigger!” “Erm, no I’m not lying.” James shuffled and began to stare intently down like the start of his favourite novel was written across the tops of his black hush puppies. In the following short awkward silence James couldn’t help but ponder how great it would be if the elevator cable snapped right now just to save him the embarrassment of being immediately thought of as a freak and/or liar by the first co-worker he’d met, and oh god she was the receptionist too! Which means she will probably tell everybody else who works here! This is the worst… His thought process was cut short by the elevator shuddering to a sudden halt. When he looked around he realised his new best friend had pushed the emergency brake. “Prove it then.” She stated folding her arms across her modest chest “If you’re going to make those kinds of claims you better be able to back them up mister”. “What are you doing? I’m going to be late!” “Don’t worry I’ll vouch for you. Now what say you give me a look at that thing? I already know you’ve got nothing to be embarrassed about so you might as well.” “Are you out of you mind?!” he raised his voice, getting slightly irritated now “I’ve just met you like 5 minutes ago and you’re asking to see my cock in a lift?” “Pretty much yea.” the receptionist nodded “You see I have a bit of a thing for very.. big… dicks…” she said placing one of her petite hands on his chest and the other on the huge organ snaking its way down James’ left thigh “And if you’re telling the truth then yours will easily be the biggest I’ve ever seen.” The brunette gave James’ cock a light squeeze before dropping down to her knees in front of him, maintaining eye contact and biting her lip in an attempt to be as sexy as possible and get a head start on getting this monster hard. She removed his belt and had his trousers round his ankles before James knew exactly what was happening. “Wow… I… really wasn’t expecting that… it’s gorgeous!” she stuttered grasping the thick piece of meat in one hand. Her fingers couldn’t touch around the girth of his flaccid cock, even when she squeezed quite hard. “See that’s how big I am soft, can you please HNHHHH…” the feeling of a beautiful woman’s mouth being wrapped round the end of his cock was enough to stop James mid sentence. He realised Kayleigh wasn’t listening to him anymore, she wanted his cock and he wasn’t exactly going to stop her now, it’d been far too long since a woman’s tongue had swirled over his thick head like hers was now. Kayleigh with nothing but lust and a glint of mischief in her eye began attempting to cram as much of James’ soft dick into her mouth as she could. Putting both of her hands on James’ firm buttocks, she fed her new favourite cock deeper and deeper into her throat. As she had wished, he was starting to get hard and after a couple of minutes of having what would become the biggest cock she’d ever seen balls deep in her throat, it began to really expand. Her eyes began to water and she found she could no longer breathe as this magnificent shaft elongated down her throat, stretching it far beyond what she had ever experienced before. Just as she attempted to remove this python from her tiny gullet before she blacked out, she felt the pressure of two large hands on the back of her head, forcing her face forward and more still hardening cock back down her throat. Lost in the feeling of ecstasy of actually getting his cock sucked properly, James was unaware of Kayleigh’s plight at being asphyxiated by his manhood and threw his head back moaning loudly while trying to drive his dick deeper into this woman who must have been 2-3 years his junior. In response to this in fear of her own health, hell maybe even her life, Kayleigh pushed against his pelvis with both hands and threw herself backwards into the elevator doors. “Jesus Christ man what the hell!” she spluttered, a string of saliva still connecting her ruby red bottom lip to the purple cock end. “You’ve gotta be careful with a tool like that, you could have killed me!” “Shit I’m so sorry, it’s just been a while since I’ve had a blowjob quite like that.” “Aw shucks you’re just saying that…” Kayleigh smirked as she shuffled back towards James across the floor, her hunger for cock overriding any hard feelings or pain in her throat. “Are you even fully hard yet?” “Nearly there!” James smiled rapidly stroking the full length of his cock with both hands. “God damn! You must have measured it, exactly how big is it?” she inquired, wide eyed and in awe like a rabbit caught in the headlights of a very big truck. “Well last time my girlfriend – I mean ex-girlfriend – checked it was just over 16 inches long and about 8… maybe 8 and a half inches around I think.” “Mmmm I’m practically dripping just looking at you!” she said slipping one hand down the front of her black cotton dress into her underwear “Well now that it’s my fault you’re hard I can’t very well leave you to go walking into the office like that can I? I’m going to enjoy this.” Grasping what she could at the base of his shaft, lifting the gargantuan appendage out of the way, Kayleigh began to tease and play with James’ balls. “These feel nice and big and full too! I’m going to swallow every last drop of cum you have.” She said running her smooth tongue over one of the shaved tomato sized nuts. From there she moved to licking up around his shaft trying to lubricate as much of it as possible. She ran her tongue up and down, over every inch of James’ cock, over every vein and bump, before attempting blowjob proper no.2. Running her tongue gently around the uncircumcised head she mentally prepared herself for her most challenging sexual task to date. She had taken big guys before, she had honed her gag reflex to deal with guys of 8-9 inches without much trouble, but this was a whole different kettle of fish. In one swift motion she impaled her throat on his meat pole taking about 6 inches of it into her mouth. Encouraged by grunts of approval from above she began to lick and slurp around the huge, and yet still comparatively small portion of cock in her mouth. Struggling slightly she began to push her head down his shaft, slowly but surely taking another inch or two into her mouth. Still with her hand firmly down the front of her underwear frantically rubbing her clit and pistoning her index and middle finger into her drenched pussy, she shuffled back slightly to try and straighten her throat as much as possible to accommodate more cock. Through force of sheer determination, she managed to get another inch or so into her before beginning to bob her head up and down just over half of his cock. “Fuck I’m only half way!” she thought to herself “I need the whole thing inside me! I will take him all! *gag*Ooof after some practice maybe…”. After the events a few moments ago James was more than content to let Kayleigh be completely in the driving seat for this. This was a girl who clearly knew how to handle a big dick. Maybe not one quite as big as his, but she seemed to be doing better than any other woman he’d ever gotten this far with. He could tell she couldn’t manage any more, but that didn’t bother him, her expertise was causing him to near orgasm anyway.