"The Cock-Tease" (M/F, PE)

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The Cock-Tease.

A short fantasy story involving a little teasing and a whole lot of penis expansion …

I've done a few stories here before. This was a recent inspiration following a discussion with my girlfriend about the possibilities along the lines of the plot of this story. That was a very enjoyable conversation (and subsequently!....). She really enjoyed reading this story as I wrote it. I'd really appreciate your comments and suggestions for development of the next part.

Any ladies with an interest in fiction along these lines please get in touch too - we would love to meet/chat to females with similar interests that we have!

Chapter 1-

I’m Benito. I’m 26 and started at medical school last year. My Mother is from Italy and my Father is English. I’ve got three sisters, all older than me. I like to ski and learnt to sky dive a couple of years ago but broke my femur on a bad landing when my lines got tangled with my friends parachute. As you might expect, I’m a big fan of Italian cooking but also like Mexican and Sushi.

At least, that was what I had meant to say. Erudite. Articulate. What a catch!

Instead, gabbling like a fool, talking crap like an idiot I absolutely failed to get a date with any of the girls at the speed-dating meeting that Friday night at the bar on the corner of Highborn Lane and West Street which my friend, Emma, had persuaded me to attend. Thanks, but no thanks.

This was my problem. I guess you might call me handsome (a certain kind of girl might say I was attractive in a good light, on a good day). I’m 5 foot 10. Dark skinned, dark hair. Typical Mediterranean features. Brooding you could say. Hidden depths? Mysterious secrets?... maybe that part is true.

When I was about 12 years old I found something out that shocked me, surprised me you might say. I talked to my friends about it. They thought I was weird. I never asked my parents. That would definitely have been weird. My sisters talked about all sorts of things between themselves. Sometimes I would overhear. Sometimes I would listen in secret. It was always eye opening. I think I would put my sexual education down to those stolen moments, hiding under beds, listening at doors. Once my sister Julia brought a boyfriend around. She was about 17 at the time. She didn’t realise I was still in the house and thought she was alone with this guy. I accidentally caught a glimpse of this guy face down in her crotch through the partially open doorway to her room. She was laid on the bed with him and was panting and moaning. She kind of looked in pain, but also in pleasure too. I had no idea what was going on. Later she had sat up and grabbed the guys dick. It hadn’t looked like mine, or other guys dicks I had seen in the shower. It was longer, fatter and pointed straight up. She held it and kissed the end. I only caught a brief glimpse before I hid away again, afraid she might catch me watching and tell our parents. I remembered the way she had held him though… it made me curious.

I thought back to that day 14 years ago, sitting in the bar later the evening of the speed dating disappointment. Nursing a beer and a heavy heart I realised that day marked the beginning of my… what’s the right word?... neurosis perhaps?…Quite possibly. It was a little early in my medical training to be a good judge of psychiatric or psychological issues but I think I was on the right track with this one.

The night after I had watched my sister and her boyfriend I experimented a little. I guess all guys do. Egged on perhaps by friends tales of white pee, or being shown some scraps of dirty magazines by an older brother. For me I always had a thing about big breasts. I freely admitted it. My partially Italian upbringing had resulted in being bounced around a lot of hefty bosoms. Most of my extended family were busty. My mother and sisters were pretty well endowed. I guess it was what I was used to. So, armed with the large bra pages of the lingerie section from a department store brochure, I snuck to the bathroom and proceeded to rub my dick in the way I though would produce some reaction. After a while of looking at the pictures, and fairly unimpressive masturbation I gave up. Sure, I had got hard. That kind of felt good. But once I had swelled up a bit I just couldn’t seem to get anywhere else. I must have been doing something wrong I thought. I tried a few more times the next few nights but still nothing exciting happened. Friends of mine at school had mentioned ejecting huge quantities of goo, talked about the pleasure of a good wank session. But after several hours one night, laid in bed imagining Miss Wilson, our French teacher (and her amazing chest) with no result, I lost interest.

So sat there drinking my beer, feeling sorry for myself I thought this to be the root of my problems. No, events a few years later would prove even more bizarre and fuel my major hang-up.

I was about 15. Puberty had not been kind, leaving me with spots and moods. My body had changed a lot too. Stupid hair, ridiculous clumsiness and the voice of a thousand octaves. Also, I was getting erections on an hourly, if not more frequent basis. I woke with one, I fell asleep with one. I still didn’t bother trying to wank myself off properly. In the course of one overheard conversation of my sisters, I heard her mention the size of her current boyfriend. “Wow is all I can say!” she had said, laughing, “his cock must have been at least 8 inches hard and it is so fat I had trouble holding it”. Her friends and my other sisters giggled. One of them had asked her “Hey, Sharlene, what about your brother?”. “Ewww! Don’t be gross Maria. I have never seen my brothers dick and I don’t want to.” She had replied. “Yeah. I bet he is hung so big it is like a salami Sharlene!”. More giggles. “Yeah. Oh… mmm… its so big Benito!... oooo!” Maria had acted out a scene with her hair brush, holding it to her lips. “Stop that. That’s too gross!” my sister had said, but she laughed along with the joke. That had got me wondering though… was I small? Was I normal?

Later that night I had taken a ruler with me to the bathroom. Armed with a secret copy of Playboy I tried to see where I measured. Rubbing myself up to a full erection I held the ruler over my dick, the end resting on my pubic bone. The tip of my cock reached just over the 6 inch mark. Was that good? I had no idea at all. I tried again to see if I could make myself come. After about an hour I gave up again but, interested to see if it made any difference to my size I measured myself again. This time the mark came almost to the 7 inch point. Huh? What was that… I measure it again, less generous pressure on my pubis this time but still the same number. Must be some mistake I thought.

The next day the same thing happened. 6 inches to start with. After about an hour of failed masturbation it was 7…. Another hour however and it reached just over 8. Painful as it was I managed to peak at 8.5 inches of length after 3 hours of wanking… what the hell was going on? Thinking I was some kind of freak I stopped doing this altogether. I had a faulty dick, some kind of disease, perhaps cancer… my mind ran away with my imagination. Nightmares of dragging a ridiculous length of flesh behind me walking naked through my schools corridors. Girls laughing at me. Medical emergency teams arriving with blue lights flashing. Nurses fighting over my bed to bath me… what the fuck was going on in my head?

So I sat there with my beer and my thoughts. I hadn’t noticed the girl pull up a bar stool next to me until she spoke.

“Hi there.”
I turned to look at her.

Wow.

“Erm. Hi.”

She was gorgeous. Long curly brown hair. Beautiful dark grey and hazel eyes. Wonderful figure… maybe too wonderful? I tried not to stare at her boobs. Boy they were big.

“I’m Sarah”. She held out her hand.
“I’m Benito. Nice to meet you.”. I shook her hand, turned back to my beer and took a swig.

She just looked at me for a while. “Have we met before?” she asked.
“I don’t think so.” I looked at her again. Maybe a little familiar looking?
“I’m sure we have met.” She said, looking me up and down. “I’m sure I would have remembered.” She smiled.
“Erm.” Was all I could say.
“Do you work at the University?” she asked.
“No. But I am a student there.”
“Wow! That’s it yeah!” she explained, “I’m one of the anatomy demonstrators. I did my PhD there and now I’m doing some part time teaching!”
“Really? Oh!... sure?” I said.
 

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“Yes. I’m sure. You must be one of the second year guys we teach on Wednesdays.” She said, “I’ve definitely seen you there before.”

Turned out she did. I hadn’t recognised her in her own clothes as she was usually covered up in a white coat, gloves, hair cover and face mask. We had a nice chat, we laughed a bit. I felt pretty at ease with her to be honest. And boy, did she have big boobs. She told me all about herself. She was 27. She was single. She lived in town. What was I doing for the weekend?... what was that last bit?

So that was how we ended up at her flat. It was how we ended up sat on her sofa watching a pretty crap movie. It was how we drank a bottle of red wine and ate half a bag of popcorn. It was how we kissed in the doorway of her flat as I was going to be leaving.

It was how I ended up tied to her bed by my arms and legs, naked and painfully erect an hour later…

Eh? What was that last bit?... Did I forget to mention that Sarah was crazy? I should have known better.

“Sarah. This isn’t funny anymore.” I had protested, about an hour and a half after falling into bed with her, passionate kisses and fumbling with each others clothing.
“This IS fun!....” she panted breathlessly, dressed in the most wonderful bra and panties set which did not do much to help matters for me, but did accentuate all her best features by a factor of several million.
“I’m a little uncomfortable really.” I said, “I would like to go home. Could you please untie me?”
“No baby, we’re going to have fun. You’re going to love this!” she tried to convince me. I wasn’t convinced.

The leather straps had been a surprise I have to say. She had clamped them around my wrists and ankles before I knew what was happening. After that she actually cut off my T-shirt and boxers. Cut them off!... she was a freak! She then went into her bathroom and came back, hair up in a different style, a bit more make-up and that fantastic bra and pantie combination. Her boobs bulged from their confines like two overgrown melons. Her panties barely hid a very shapely behind, a soft tuft of hair and the hint of her pussy lips. She looked very sexy I have to admit. The combination of wine and her appearance ensured my very definite attention – in more ways than one.

Did I mention the Viagra?

Oh yes, she later admitted she had put a ground up tablet in my wine glass after she had decided there was no way I was going home without her having her fun.

Did I mention she was crazy?

So, I’m laid there. Legs slightly apart. Arms tied back against her bed posts. I had given up struggling by now as the ties cut into my skin if I moved too much. She had rested up close, she had rubbed her skin on mine. She breathed sensuously into my ears, whispering erotic messages regarding what she was going to do to me… then failing to do so at all. She tantalisingly drifted close to my cock, then drifted away again. She leant over to show off her bum. She leant forwards to show off her boobs. She giggled, sucked her finger, played with her hair, rubbed her body. It was like a torturous version of a lap dance. It seemed like it would never end.

After a few hours of this teasing she leant over to me. Interested, she had paid close attention to my dick for the last few minutes. She came close and whispered into my ear. “Is your dick still growing?”
“What?” I replied.
“Your dick…” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed, “I’ve been watching it and it is definitely bigger than when we started.”
“Erm…”
“See, look at this thing…”, she held it in her hands. Wow, warm hands. That felt good. “Its pretty damn big now. I’m sure it was fairly average to start with and I have to admit I’ve seen quite a few. On the slab or otherwise”.
I tried not to think about it. My worst nightmare was coming true. This was what I had tried to avoid all those times before.
Sarah sat forwards and gazed deep into my eyes. She had a faint smile on her lips, perhaps a devilish hint about her. “Does your dick keep growing like this when you’re turned on?”. She leant back and laughed as my eyes gave away the truth. “Oh wow!... this is going to be fun! This is my fantasy come true!” she got back up and left the room, returning a few minutes later with something in her hand. Leaning forwards she unfurled the tape measure and placed the end at my pubic bone and rested its length along my cock.
“Hey, big boy! Its measuring almost 8 inches!... that’s plenty more than average. Congratulations! “, she laughed. She wrapped the tape around my cock next, reading of that measurement too. “And 5 and a half around. Not bad!... pretty girthy! Not the biggest I’ve ever seen but impressive none the less”.
She put the tape on her side table and sat back on the bed beside me, her arms pressed the flesh of her bosom together into a fabulous cleavage. My dick bobbed and throbbed in response. My eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to them.
“Oh,” she said, looking down at her chest, “you like these don’t you! Well how about smothering you in them?” She leaned forwards, pressing her soft breasts into my face. Rubbing up and down, giggling.
She stood up from the bed and continued her gyrations around me. “So, let me get this straight. If I continue to keep you hard but don’t let you come, you’ll just keep growing and growing?” she asked.
“I. I don’t know.” I replied.
“Honestly?”
“Yeah. I’ve never tried to keep going. I have no idea.”
“Really? You’ve never found out how big it could get?”
“No.”
“I can’t believe that” she replied, incredulous. “Most guys would kill to try that”.
“I don’t know why. I’ve never really got very far with girls before to be honest.”
“Awww. That’s sad. “, she leant over and gave me a peck on my lips. “You’re cute. It’s a shame. But now you have me and I’m going to make up for all that lost time believe me!”.
I had no idea what to say. My mind raced with all the possibilities. I couldn’t begin to imagine the consequences of what she had in mind.
She sat on the edge of the bed again. Looking down at my cock thoughtfully. “I wonder how it happens?” she asked herself. She looked back at me. “What do you think causes that?”
I had no idea. I had never really thought about it.
She reached out to hold my cock. Gently, grasping its full girth in her fist she squeezed a little, ran her hand along it then let go. She held my balls, fairly sizeable like two dark hairy limes. “Must be some kind of vascular abnormality.” She said, “The blood keeps entering your penis just a little faster than the drainage. While you are being stimulated physically, or mentally, and before you ejaculate you accumulate blood volume more and more. Over time the size increases to accommodate this. It makes sense!”.
I looked down. I understood what she meant but thought her explanation all a bit far-fetched.
“I wonder if I can accelerate the process by more stimulation?” she wondered, saying her thoughts out loud.
“Erm… “. I wanted to persuade her otherwise. I remembered by own experiments and the success achieved by trying to masturbate.
Sarah stood up and placed her hands behind her back to undo her bra. She slipped her panties down over her legs and kicked them off. Her naked body made me quiver despite my efforts to resist the thoughts and sensations.
She sat back onto a chair and spread her legs a little, rubbing her body gradually working her hands down to her pussy she breathed more deeply as she masturbated herself, watching my cock keenly all along, watching it bob and throb to the beat of my heart. Every heartbeat adding a small amount of extra volume. Every heartbeat adding a tiny, barely visible contribution to my length and girth.
“Oh, this is so horny… just thinking that your cock is getting bigger and bigger just for me is driving me wild!” she panted. She paused to reach into a drawer beside her, pulling out a fairly large dildo. She teased her pussy lips with this, spreading the wetness around her clit and hole before slowly easing it into herself. All the while watching me, watching my cock.
 

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This continued for at least an hour. I watched her buck and gyrate in her chair several times as she came. The dildo went deeper and deeper each time, almost all the way into her as she became more and more excited. Eventually, with a loud ‘plop’ she removed it from her pussy. Her lips were deeply red and swollen, her hole gaped from the attention it had received. Her fantastic boobs glistened with sweat, her chest still flushed from her last orgasm. She stood and glided over to the bed and rested on her knees beside me, her breasts nudging my left thigh and her hands over my groin. She laid the dildo beside my cock comparing the two. “Now, you naughty boy. Lets see how much you enjoyed my little show. I know this dildo is exactly 9 inches long. Lets see how you compare”.
As I looked down I have to admit I was a little shocked to see the sight of her dildo beside my own engorged cock. It has hard to tell the two apart now. Her dildo was purple and fat, like a generous sausage shape complete with veiny protuberances. My cock was almost a perfect match, but appeared to be ever so slightly longer overall – maybe by half an inch.
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed. “You’re bigger than my dildo now! Wow!”. She looked up at my face excitedly. “It is working! It is true!... I bought this after one of my previous boyfriends and I split up. He had the biggest dick I’ve had – so I got a dildo to match him. Looks like you could break that record… mmmmm!”
“I think we’ve done enough now Sarah. Please, you’ve got to let me go now. This is getting sore and it’s really late.”
Sarah looked up from her adoration of my genitals.
“No. I think we’ve got something really great here. Something amazing!” she said.

Did I mention to you already that this girl was slightly crazy?

I had no idea what she was capable of. Perhaps she was going to grow me like some prize marrow. Or maybe blow me to a gargantuan size then have me stuffed and mounted on her wall like a moose head? Feebly I said “OK. But, please just let me stretch my legs or rest for a while.”
“NO!... “ Sarah shouted. “We can’t stop! The effect might wear off… you might shrink again. No, we’ve got to keep going. I’ve got to find a way to make it happen faster.”

This girl was capable of murder I decided. I had better go along with this.

“OK. OK.” I said hurriedly, “if I tell you what will help, will you promise to stop soon and let me go?” I almost begged.
Sarah seemed to think about this for a minute. “Sure. Tell me.”
“OK. Well, years ago I found that wanking made it swell up more. I could never manage to make myself come though – to be honest I don’t know if I can.” I explained.
“Really? Wow… you’ve never come?” she asked.
Honestly?... could I tell her?... “No.” I admitted, sadly.
Sarah leant over and gave me a kiss. “I promise, when we’re done having fun I’m going to make you come” she said, smiling.
I smiled too, perhaps a little weakly.

Sarah crawled onto the bed beside me and laid with her head resting near my groin. She held my cock with both hands and began to slowly rub up and down. Watching me intently for any signs of impending orgasm she began to work her hands faster, using the whole length of my cock and rubbing her hands around my shaft. She varied the rhythm often, never letting me get into a regular tempo. She was cleverly stimulating me to the point of no return, then slowing down. As she became more confident, she span around to hold her rear towards my face, showing off her neatly shaven pussy and tight asshole.
“Finger me,” she demanded. “I want you to wank me while I wank you.”
I gradually inserted one, the two fingers into her pussy. It was very wet, very soft and warm. The powerful scent of her juices flared my nostrils and made my cock jolt in her hands. My heart seemed to speed up for a second or two. “Wow! I felt that… your cock just throbbed in my hands!” she cried out happily.
Eventually I managed to get three fingers into her, she rhythmically bounced her body towards me, fucking herself on my hand as she continued to wank me. After a little while, and breathing heavily I felt her warm lips on my cock head. Slowly at first she nibbled and bit around my shaft, then enveloping my cock in her mouth and tongue. Her body edged further towards me so that he bum was almost at my face. I realised she wanted me to treat her pussy similarly so I buried my head into her warmth and licked and kissed her clit, still pushing my fingers deep into her.
“Oh God… Oh YES!” she cried, panting heavily. In between moans I could hear the sloppy wet sounds of my cock being expertly felated. I felt glorious. With every suck it seemed my cock wanted to throb further. With every cry of her pleasure I felt more blood empty into my expanding organ.
Finally Sarah came hard and loudly on my face. Her pussy clamped on my fingers, her body jerked violently and her cries muffled onto my groin as she orgasmed perhaps twice or three times in a row.
After a short while recovering, Sarah stopped sucking my cock. Her hands still wrapped around them as she turned herself around to face me.

“It’s getting really hard to fit this in my mouth now baby!” she said. “Its getting so big!”
I could see what she meant. It was truly huge now. The veins bulged obscenely on its sides. The head of my cock was like some kind of overgrown genetically modified lemon but instead of yellow it was deeply purple. The skin was stretched tightly over my shaft and my foreskin wrapped around the base of my glands like a rubber band.
“Wow!... that has really made you grow you sexy boy! You really use your tongue and fingers well!... I can’t believe you’ve never done this before!”. She sighed happily to herself, laid over my legs with my cock vertical just in front of her face. She slapped the bulk of my cock over her cheeks and lips. “Look at this, “ she demonstrated, pushing the head of my cock into her mouth making her right cheek expand out. Her lips were stretched tightly around my shaft. She almost gagged, her eyes wide with the effort. “That is a very huge cock you have there now!” she said, admiringly.
She sat up suddenly and leant over me to reach her side table. Her breasts bounced pleasantly into my face. As she let go of my cock it slapped loudly onto my belly. Heavy and hard it surprised me with its weight. She leant back again and held the tape to my cock as before. Even I could tell the measurement was going to be much more than it was.
Sarah’s mouth fell open widely and her eyes turned to mine. “11 inches long!”, she said. She wrapped it around for the girth. “7 inches around! Oh wow… those are porn star proportions! That would make a donkey feel inadequate!”.
 

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She stood and dropped the tape back onto her side table. Dressing quickly into a short dressing gown she leant over to give my cock a quick kiss.
“I love you, you gorgeous monster cock!”
She looked up at me and smiled.
“You wait there big boy, I’m going to make a short telephone call.”
This didn’t sound good I thought.
“I thought you were going to let me go now?” I asked, sounding perhaps a bit more desperate than I had meant to.
“Oh yes, darling. And I’m going to make sure you come too… just like I promised. But I’m going to need a bit of help first! Won’t be a minute, the phone is in the kitchen.” She leant forwards and kissed me on the cheek, playfully squeezed my cock affectionately then left the room.

Hearing her dancing down the stairs I wondered when this was going to end. My ridiculous organ was swollen and engorged like never before. I was a little scared it was never going to return to its normal size again. I had to escape before she could cause me any permanent damage, I thought. And who the hell was she phoning at this time of night? Guinness Book of Records? Paramedics for an intravenous drip in case I needed a blood transfusion?... this was crazy.

Soon I heard Sarah walking back upstairs. She came into the room looking very happy and dropped her coat to the floor, standing there naked in front of me again. “My friend Wendy is coming around in half an hour.”, she explained. “She is a nurse and you’re going to love her! She is going to help us and is bringing some special surprises for you too!”.

It didn’t look like I would be leaving here for quite some time…
 

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Uh-Oh.. the tease build-ups, grower cock play, now nurse naughty on the way.. just great & safe to say you have a captive audience!
Must continue.. with so many directions to go..
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Good Story, can't wait to see if they find a explanation, or if the growth will become permanent or not.
 

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I just adore this story. It hits me so well on so many levels. The writing is done smartly and the characters actually have personalities. It's almost too much to ask for in a piece of erotic fiction.

I would love a scene where our guy character watches the vague outline of his cock creeping further and further along a girl's abdomen as she rids him. I think the slow stretch and reveal of her being slightly distorted by its size would be hot.
 

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I would love a scene where our guy character watches the vague outline of his cock creeping further and further along a girl's abdomen as she rids him. I think the slow stretch and reveal of her being slightly distorted by its size would be hot.

Thanks!...I like that suggestion and it would help me include a slight plot twist that I was hoping to incorporate...

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Really good story. Super hot!!
I can't wait to read more!
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