This is my first ever erotic story! It is written loosely in the style of one of my favorite erotic writers, Richard O. Steele.
"See you later Wes! Have fun going home to jerk off and do your algebra homework!"
It was the girls again. Wes didn't know why they picked on him. He'd never done a mean thing to them. He knew he was a little socially awkward, but he was a good guy, and not bad looking either. Scrawny, that's for sure. Cross-country practice ensured that. And yeah, kind of a math god, so I guess that made him a nerd. But why couldn't they leave him alone?
Frowning, Wes realized he had forgotten his gym bag. He darted back into the locker room to grab it. When he emerged, Erin had turned around and was walking back toward him. He stopped and groaned. She was the ringleader. What now?
"Hey Wes, like what you see?" She sashayed toward him as he involuntarily stared at her hourglass figure. "Too bad you're never gonna have it. In fact I bet you never even kissed that one girl. What was her name? Oh yeah Florence. Yeah we all saw you holding hands with her, awkward, in the hallway. It was sooo lame. Then she goes and dumps you for a freshman on the baseball team." Emma started laughing.
As she continued mocking him, something came over Wes, and in a sheer whirlwind, he grabbed her and strong armed her into the locker room. Before Erin new it, Wes had her pinned against the wall. He was remarkably strong. Wasn't this guy a math nerd? His eyes were flickering as he stared directly at her.
"Stop. Just leave me alone. You and Emma and all the others.", Wes growled through clenched teeth. He was breathing fast, and Erin felt a pang of fear as she struggled uselessly against his hands.
"Let me go you fucking nerd" she spat, "or I swear I'll..." but the intensity of his stare was beginning to terrify her. She felt unable to hold his gaze, and averted her eyes. Glancing downward she saw an enormous tent in his gym shorts. Holy fuck. Is that his cock? Is this making him hard? It was still growing, the band of the shorts beginning to pull away from Wes's waist. Erin stopped struggling and stared at it in shock, a tingling sensation growing between her legs.
Wes noticed her change in demeanor and followed her eyes. He began smirking. "Yeah that's my cock, you bitch. Bigger than you thought?"
"Holy...fuck Wes", Erin was now getting wet. She was still a little scared, but the raw emotion of fear was gradually getting turned into lust by the sight of Wes's cock. "Can...can I touch it? Let me go, I want to touch it." Erin had been with guys before, including some of the big football team studs, but this cock was bigger than any she had ever seen.
Wes released one of her wrists, saying "Go ahead. Touch it." Erin pulled the band of his shorts down and the cock sprung free. Jesus christ. It had to be 11 inches long, and as thick as a soda can. She slowly moved her hand along the shaft, from Wes's low hanging balls to the head of his cock. The sheer size of it. Holy shit. Erin was mesmerized and, forgetting she was still restrained, tried to bend down to lick it.
"Not so fast bitch. If you want this cock it's going to be on my terms", Wes growled, and in a flash he had spun her around by the arm and onto the locker room bench. Erin gasped. She was now lying on her back, arm now pinned above her head on the bench.
"Wes, what are you doing? Stop. No!" she yelled as Wes, giant cock waving in the air as he moved, ripped off her shorts. "No Wes! I don't want to fuck you! Don't! That dick will fucking break me, I can't take it! Noooooo!!!"
"I saw your eyes light up when you saw it. Bet you never knew a math nerd could be hung like a fucking Clydesdale. I'm going to wreck you with this cock. Your pussy is never going be satisfied ever again." Wes positioned the enormous head of his cock at her pussy. Erin was gushing by now, turned on against her will by the size of the meat Wes was packing. He began to ease it in, at first slowly, then faster.
"No! You're too big for that!" Erin screamed. "I can't..." she trailed off. Over half of Wes's cock was stretching her pussy now, and Erin was beginning to feel the scintillations of a deeper pleasure than she had ever known. "Oh god" she muttered under her breath, "Oh god...OH FUCK!!" And at that point her pussy burst lusciously into orgasm, her sopping vagina desperately clenching the cock as she moaned in pleasure. Wes's tremendous cock wasn't even all the way in.
Wes laughed, "See bitch? Now get ready". And with that, his cock buried all the way to his balls, distending her pussy walls and abdomen, he began hammering her spasming pussy, with the ferocity of unbridled lust and the intensity of a machine.
Erin's pussy was utterly at the mercy of the pounding. Filled to bursting, deep parts of her pussy that she had never felt before were exploding with new sensations. She came over and over, screaming with pleasure, her eyes wide open and staring with disbelief at the monster cock pounding her cunt, her free hand involuntarily masturbating her clit from sheer passion.
Seconds turned into minutes and then hours and days; Erin lost track of time. The orgasms washing over her blended together into one as Wes continued his utterly relentless fucking. Soon Erin was nonstop cumming, spewing pussy juice and wailing as Wes pistoned into her without any remorse. It was an insane pleasure that few women had ever known, and few women would. Her world collapsed and was nothing but her pussy and its insatiable appetite.
Wes was showing no sense of slowing down or of cumming. It was almost as if he had turned into a robot, lost of all humanity, as he hammered the full length of his nearly foot long cock into her body. Erin's screaming faded into whimpers as she nearly lost consciousness. But somewhere in the depths of her mind, her lizard brain began, again, to feel fear. She had lost all human control of herself. Her pussy's orgasms were so strong they began to feel insanely intense, and then too intense, and then began to verge on pain. When would it end? When would Wes's pounding ever stop? At a rare moment of clarity between beautiful, wonderful, orgasms, Erin realized something. Wes was never going to stop. He wasn't fucking for his own pleasure. He was fucking to punish her.
Erin knew that he would never stop. That she was being fucked until the end of time, that she would die cumming on this monster of a cock. Somewhere in the deepest recesses of her mind, able to sustain conscious thought despite the continual shattering orgasms, she knew that unless Wes came, she would be destroyed. Out of sheer willpower and the biological drive to live, Erin formed a plan.
Involuntarily screaming, bellowing with insane pleasure, she took her free hand and reached it down towards the nexus of mechanical fucking, where her pussy was pummeled by a foot of thick cock, desperately seeking Wes's balls. When her nimble fingers found them, round and thrusting, she began caressing them with all the deftness her broken mind could summon, as she came, over, and over again.
"Ah shit!!!" Wes shrieked. The added sensation was pushing him to the edge of orgasm. "You fucking bitch! That feels so good! Oh my fucking god! Don't stop! Fuck you, you cunt! Ahhhhhhhhh" he screamed, releasing her arm as both of his hands moved to her hips so he could fuck his cock in and out even harder.
The pleasure in his ballsack grew more and more as his gigantic cocked fucked into and out of her pussy, a blur of meat as pussy juice flew everywhere. "I'm gonna cum! This feels so fucking good! Ahhhh your pussy is so good! This pussy so good! ARRGHGHHHHHH" he bellowed.
"Cum for me babe! Cum in this pussy!" Erin yelled as she stroked his balls, "Fill me up, I need it so bad!"
The tingle of an orgasm started somewhere in Wes's perineum, slowly washing outward to his balls and shaft as he fucked. Soon his whole cock was burning with deranged pleasure, and his balls and asshole too. The orgasm hit, and the mechanical pace of his fucking skipped a beat as his 11" cock began to spasm. Wes threw his head back and roared. 30 seconds into the orgasm, no semen had shot out, Wes was still fucking maniacally while screaming like a lunatic. At long last, the cum spewed forth, at first in ropes right into Erin's hot cunt, and then, in one continuous stream as he fucked in and out. It was almost as if Wes was pissing semen. "Fuuuuuck!" he screamed, "YOU SLUT! ITS SO GOOD! YOUR PUSSY IS SO GOOD!!!"
After 2 minutes of continuous cumming, Wes's cock slowed down its contractions as it finished its orgasm. Wes, breathing like he had run a marathon, slowly withdrew his giant dick, shivering as it spasmed. Erin's pussy was gaping from the assault, and a pool of semen and pussy juice had formed, running off the bench and onto the floor. Erin whimpered and rolled to the side, curling into a fetal position as Wes's horse cock leaked the last remnants of his orgasm, spilling onto the floor.
Despite violently cumming, Wes's cock was still as hard as granite, shiny with their shared juices, pointing at the ceiling. Erin lay curled up in a veritable lake of semen and pussy juice, sobbing, her last conscious thought being the tragic knowledge that she could seek it for a lifetime yet never feel such pleasure ever again. "That's right, bitch", Wes panted, "That's how I fuck." And he jerked a few strokes up and down his cock to coax out the last bit of pleasure from his orgasm, his cock still felt like fire. Turning back towards the door to the locker room, Wes saw some movement. Was someone else there? Had they been observed?
"See you later Wes! Have fun going home to jerk off and do your algebra homework!"
It was the girls again. Wes didn't know why they picked on him. He'd never done a mean thing to them. He knew he was a little socially awkward, but he was a good guy, and not bad looking either. Scrawny, that's for sure. Cross-country practice ensured that. And yeah, kind of a math god, so I guess that made him a nerd. But why couldn't they leave him alone?
Frowning, Wes realized he had forgotten his gym bag. He darted back into the locker room to grab it. When he emerged, Erin had turned around and was walking back toward him. He stopped and groaned. She was the ringleader. What now?
"Hey Wes, like what you see?" She sashayed toward him as he involuntarily stared at her hourglass figure. "Too bad you're never gonna have it. In fact I bet you never even kissed that one girl. What was her name? Oh yeah Florence. Yeah we all saw you holding hands with her, awkward, in the hallway. It was sooo lame. Then she goes and dumps you for a freshman on the baseball team." Emma started laughing.
As she continued mocking him, something came over Wes, and in a sheer whirlwind, he grabbed her and strong armed her into the locker room. Before Erin new it, Wes had her pinned against the wall. He was remarkably strong. Wasn't this guy a math nerd? His eyes were flickering as he stared directly at her.
"Stop. Just leave me alone. You and Emma and all the others.", Wes growled through clenched teeth. He was breathing fast, and Erin felt a pang of fear as she struggled uselessly against his hands.
"Let me go you fucking nerd" she spat, "or I swear I'll..." but the intensity of his stare was beginning to terrify her. She felt unable to hold his gaze, and averted her eyes. Glancing downward she saw an enormous tent in his gym shorts. Holy fuck. Is that his cock? Is this making him hard? It was still growing, the band of the shorts beginning to pull away from Wes's waist. Erin stopped struggling and stared at it in shock, a tingling sensation growing between her legs.
Wes noticed her change in demeanor and followed her eyes. He began smirking. "Yeah that's my cock, you bitch. Bigger than you thought?"
"Holy...fuck Wes", Erin was now getting wet. She was still a little scared, but the raw emotion of fear was gradually getting turned into lust by the sight of Wes's cock. "Can...can I touch it? Let me go, I want to touch it." Erin had been with guys before, including some of the big football team studs, but this cock was bigger than any she had ever seen.
Wes released one of her wrists, saying "Go ahead. Touch it." Erin pulled the band of his shorts down and the cock sprung free. Jesus christ. It had to be 11 inches long, and as thick as a soda can. She slowly moved her hand along the shaft, from Wes's low hanging balls to the head of his cock. The sheer size of it. Holy shit. Erin was mesmerized and, forgetting she was still restrained, tried to bend down to lick it.
"Not so fast bitch. If you want this cock it's going to be on my terms", Wes growled, and in a flash he had spun her around by the arm and onto the locker room bench. Erin gasped. She was now lying on her back, arm now pinned above her head on the bench.
"Wes, what are you doing? Stop. No!" she yelled as Wes, giant cock waving in the air as he moved, ripped off her shorts. "No Wes! I don't want to fuck you! Don't! That dick will fucking break me, I can't take it! Noooooo!!!"
"I saw your eyes light up when you saw it. Bet you never knew a math nerd could be hung like a fucking Clydesdale. I'm going to wreck you with this cock. Your pussy is never going be satisfied ever again." Wes positioned the enormous head of his cock at her pussy. Erin was gushing by now, turned on against her will by the size of the meat Wes was packing. He began to ease it in, at first slowly, then faster.
"No! You're too big for that!" Erin screamed. "I can't..." she trailed off. Over half of Wes's cock was stretching her pussy now, and Erin was beginning to feel the scintillations of a deeper pleasure than she had ever known. "Oh god" she muttered under her breath, "Oh god...OH FUCK!!" And at that point her pussy burst lusciously into orgasm, her sopping vagina desperately clenching the cock as she moaned in pleasure. Wes's tremendous cock wasn't even all the way in.
Wes laughed, "See bitch? Now get ready". And with that, his cock buried all the way to his balls, distending her pussy walls and abdomen, he began hammering her spasming pussy, with the ferocity of unbridled lust and the intensity of a machine.
Erin's pussy was utterly at the mercy of the pounding. Filled to bursting, deep parts of her pussy that she had never felt before were exploding with new sensations. She came over and over, screaming with pleasure, her eyes wide open and staring with disbelief at the monster cock pounding her cunt, her free hand involuntarily masturbating her clit from sheer passion.
Seconds turned into minutes and then hours and days; Erin lost track of time. The orgasms washing over her blended together into one as Wes continued his utterly relentless fucking. Soon Erin was nonstop cumming, spewing pussy juice and wailing as Wes pistoned into her without any remorse. It was an insane pleasure that few women had ever known, and few women would. Her world collapsed and was nothing but her pussy and its insatiable appetite.
Wes was showing no sense of slowing down or of cumming. It was almost as if he had turned into a robot, lost of all humanity, as he hammered the full length of his nearly foot long cock into her body. Erin's screaming faded into whimpers as she nearly lost consciousness. But somewhere in the depths of her mind, her lizard brain began, again, to feel fear. She had lost all human control of herself. Her pussy's orgasms were so strong they began to feel insanely intense, and then too intense, and then began to verge on pain. When would it end? When would Wes's pounding ever stop? At a rare moment of clarity between beautiful, wonderful, orgasms, Erin realized something. Wes was never going to stop. He wasn't fucking for his own pleasure. He was fucking to punish her.
Erin knew that he would never stop. That she was being fucked until the end of time, that she would die cumming on this monster of a cock. Somewhere in the deepest recesses of her mind, able to sustain conscious thought despite the continual shattering orgasms, she knew that unless Wes came, she would be destroyed. Out of sheer willpower and the biological drive to live, Erin formed a plan.
Involuntarily screaming, bellowing with insane pleasure, she took her free hand and reached it down towards the nexus of mechanical fucking, where her pussy was pummeled by a foot of thick cock, desperately seeking Wes's balls. When her nimble fingers found them, round and thrusting, she began caressing them with all the deftness her broken mind could summon, as she came, over, and over again.
"Ah shit!!!" Wes shrieked. The added sensation was pushing him to the edge of orgasm. "You fucking bitch! That feels so good! Oh my fucking god! Don't stop! Fuck you, you cunt! Ahhhhhhhhh" he screamed, releasing her arm as both of his hands moved to her hips so he could fuck his cock in and out even harder.
The pleasure in his ballsack grew more and more as his gigantic cocked fucked into and out of her pussy, a blur of meat as pussy juice flew everywhere. "I'm gonna cum! This feels so fucking good! Ahhhh your pussy is so good! This pussy so good! ARRGHGHHHHHH" he bellowed.
"Cum for me babe! Cum in this pussy!" Erin yelled as she stroked his balls, "Fill me up, I need it so bad!"
The tingle of an orgasm started somewhere in Wes's perineum, slowly washing outward to his balls and shaft as he fucked. Soon his whole cock was burning with deranged pleasure, and his balls and asshole too. The orgasm hit, and the mechanical pace of his fucking skipped a beat as his 11" cock began to spasm. Wes threw his head back and roared. 30 seconds into the orgasm, no semen had shot out, Wes was still fucking maniacally while screaming like a lunatic. At long last, the cum spewed forth, at first in ropes right into Erin's hot cunt, and then, in one continuous stream as he fucked in and out. It was almost as if Wes was pissing semen. "Fuuuuuck!" he screamed, "YOU SLUT! ITS SO GOOD! YOUR PUSSY IS SO GOOD!!!"
After 2 minutes of continuous cumming, Wes's cock slowed down its contractions as it finished its orgasm. Wes, breathing like he had run a marathon, slowly withdrew his giant dick, shivering as it spasmed. Erin's pussy was gaping from the assault, and a pool of semen and pussy juice had formed, running off the bench and onto the floor. Erin whimpered and rolled to the side, curling into a fetal position as Wes's horse cock leaked the last remnants of his orgasm, spilling onto the floor.
Despite violently cumming, Wes's cock was still as hard as granite, shiny with their shared juices, pointing at the ceiling. Erin lay curled up in a veritable lake of semen and pussy juice, sobbing, her last conscious thought being the tragic knowledge that she could seek it for a lifetime yet never feel such pleasure ever again. "That's right, bitch", Wes panted, "That's how I fuck." And he jerked a few strokes up and down his cock to coax out the last bit of pleasure from his orgasm, his cock still felt like fire. Turning back towards the door to the locker room, Wes saw some movement. Was someone else there? Had they been observed?
