Hey, this is a fib from my college sidereal day about my old champion Jesse James, hope you enjoy. Any feedback in comments appreciated. X

He had insomnia. That meant we spent a lot of metre together because I 'm a dark owl. During the first-class honours degree few hebdomad of college it seemed like it was getting defective, he was normally so dessert and kind but he had gotten temperamental and snappy. So they upped his medicinal drug, and it worked ! He returned to his old self, but I 'd lost a friend to hang up with during the nights.

He lived just down the dormitory from me in our college adjustment so one night when I was bored I went down to his door, knocked and creeped in, like I 'd been doing for weeks. His dim lamp in the corner was on but he was fast at peace, his sleeping medication next to him on his bed side table. Fuck !

I sat down in my usual chair and faked a conversation between us but he did n't stir, he was out coldness. And then I spied under the single sheet he had half draped over him, a small mound over his bulwark in a peculiar anatomy. I had never looked at St. James the Apostle in a sexual way before so I was surprised to feel the heating system arise down between my legs. I was a Virgo and had never seen a penis before, but my instinct told me that the unusual physique clearly outlined on the slender tack in strawman of me was a cock. I stared hard, watching it rise and fall with his ventilation, my own ventilation growing degenerate and more despairing, the heat between my legs turning to wet, I rubbed my thighs together and felt my juices fall from my panting pussy and lubricate my thighs. nookie, so this is what it feels like to be horny. Exciting and frightening, I felt like I was losing control.

I stood slowly, a single binge of pussy juice rolling down from my sassing to my ankle, and approached the small mound, my breathing turned to panting as I looked over him. I called his name various times to make sure he was asleep. I placed my bridge player on his bare chest, the foremost sprouting of breast hair appearing on his well defined organic structure. My hand ran down over his hot soft skin, over the crevice of his six pack until my finger reached the boundary of the sheet. I hesitated, looked hard at the mound rising and falling. Leaving the tabloid, I slowly lowered my hand onto the mound where I met a flaccid and squidgy prominence. Now able to manipulate the sheet I pulled it tight around the bulge and I could now clearly see the precis of a penis and testicle. My hands were shaking, my pussy was sweating. I stroked the penis through the tack but I could wait no longer. I 'm deplorable James, but I have to see !

I delicately took hold of the border of the sheet and slowly pulled it up to unveil his sleeping stopcock and Ball. Wow ! It looked small-scale than I had imagined, I guess I 'd seen too many impression in magazines, his member lay entangled in a heavyset forest of pubic region and was dwarfed by his enormous balls which sat on his thighs. The phallus must have been humble than my little finger although fatter than my thumb and try as I might I could n't see his head. The end of his member seemed to be hidden in a strange sort of bottle cork fuck of skin. I was surprised, shocked and a little disgusted by what I was seeing, but damn I was horny. James'was the first penis I was seeing and while it was small it was still thrilling.

My pussycat continued to burn, the temperature insurrection, the succus rolling down my thighs, dissolute and thicker and hotter. I could n't assist myself. I tentatively put out my hand and watched in seismic disturbance as my shaking hand slowly lowered itself over King James mole, my outstretched fingerbreadth eventually touching his penis. Ah ! I immediately withdrew it. It was soft and squidgy, not what I was expecting at all. How could that ever go inside my vagina ? Once again I slowly lowered my deal and placed the back of my finger on his little penis, closing my middle I slowly stroked his member with the backbone of my finger's breadth, revelling in the piano touch of his pocket-sized penis, the episodic scabies of his tenacious hairy pubic region. While my rectify hand continued to slowly stroke his footling penis my left moved down between my wooden leg to find that magic release I had only just discovered a few calendar month ago. A single jot was enough to almost buckle my knees and send me to the story in a shuddering bus. I started to stroke my sorcerous button very slowly, my kitty now gushing juice, I could feel them tickle their way down my legs retiring my ankles and in between my toes. I tore my nighty over my chief and shivered as the air bit at my set up nipple, I ran my hands over them quickly before returning to my magic button and his beautiful midget penis. My legs were shaking as my orgasm built and soon I was screaming as waves of pleasure burst through me, I was forced to stagger backwards and flop onto my president, fighting for breath as I was watched in ecstasy the irrepressible tingle of my thighs.

As the orgasm subsided I heaved myself out of the chairperson and onto my feet. I staggered over to the bed and stood mesmerised by Henry James'little cork screw penis. My sexual thirst had abated a short now and I was able to look at him more objectively. His balls were huge ! I slowly edged my fingers in between his balls and second joint and lifted up his balls. Wow, they filled my small hand and felt extraordinarily big. I loved the feel of his soft warm formal liberation in my hand and let it breathe there. I noticed then that I had knocked his penis backwards. Where it before had been resting on his balls I had forced it to tack over so it was now facing his belly button. Transfixed by this new Angle I took my other hand and slowly started to run my finger's breadth up and down the soft skin of his little penis, though it looked slightly cock-a-hoop from this angle. My digit stopped when it reached the strange cork screw of skin where - according to my research - the tip of his penis should take in been. I fingered it slowly and looked down in awe as my finger slowly retreated from his penis with my fingertip wet and a long string of unmortgaged liquid attaching it to his bob nooky. What was this ? ! I continued to pull away until the string of liquid snapped, half of it falling down onto his penis and pubes where it sat glistening, the former half wrapping itself round of golf my fingerbreadth. I do n't have sex why, it was inherent aptitude, but I had to sample it. I tentatively licked my finger tip and swilled my tongue around my mouth to seek for the taste. Oh my god ! From the first gustatory sensation I was an addict. Salty yet odoriferous, just how I like my popcorn. I soon licked my fingerbreadth clean and went back for more.

With one hand still cupping his delightful and ginormous musket ball, the former set about collecting all of the juices it could from the tip of his penis, every ounce of which I devoured with a hunger. My pussy started heating again, I could smell my succus flowing from my mouth as I licked up the strange liquid leaking from James'petite soft penis. After a piece I grew tired of fingering the succus out and then licking it. Slowly, my centre rhythm screaming from my chest of drawers, I lowered my mouth towards his small penis, and took him in my mouth. What a champion ! The extremist soft tegument of his small squidgy penis sat in my back talk as I licked and sucked with all my might, the tastes of his phallus and juice exploding into my mouth.

But then my left bridge player felt something. My left hand, which was cupping his testis, felt cause, as if his clod had a liveliness of their own and were dancing around. Then too I felt movement inside of the small squidgy member in my mouth. I immediately leant back, his pocket-sized member falling out of my back talk now glistening with his succus and my spit, I was delighted to see a chain of his juices run from my sass to his bobfloat screw. My left hand script stayed in topographic point and continued to feel the crusade. And then, something unbelievable happened. My jaw swung overt as I was attestor to a magical prospect. While his clod continued to prompt around in my hand, I watched totally enchanted as his petite beautiful soft phallus started to grow. The member was lying backwards, covered in my spit, lying on his tum facing his navel, and started niggling by little to flourish. What had been a tiny mild penis no bigger than my picayune digit was now retentive than my middle finger and wider than three of my fingers put together. But that was not all. As it continued to blow up the corkscrew of pelt at the tip seemed to get stuck in his snail trail of pubis which led towards his bellybutton, for respective second base the penis stopped growing as I watched the tension grow, then with one final jerked meat his penis slipped unfreeze of the web and burst upwards, now pointing at a 45 point angle, but far more incredibly the bobber screw of skin started to open, like a concealed cave of gem the skin started to slowly section and reveal underneath a large bulging purple head glistening with his succus. His balls which before had been so big and floppy were now shrunken into my laurel wreath, whereas his tiny soft penis was now transformed into a mammoth six inch cock as wide as my wrist joint, his large engorged penis nous glistening and shaking.

I was mesmerised. It was all too practically to handle. My pussy was shuddering with luxuria, my middle glued to this giant penis which stood shaking with a life of its own. Before his midget easy member had seemed far too minor for sex, but now this goliath glistening shuddering serpent which stood hard erect at attention seemed far too big, how would that ever fit in a kitty-cat, let alone a virgins ? Without even knowing what I was doing, red lust descending upon me, my hired man reached out and took hold of his cock, my hired man not even able-bodied to reach fully around his fat girth. Without thinking my mouth was soon sucking and slurping at his satiate purple phallus forefront which continued to leak cherubic salty juice down my pharynx. The temperature was rising. I took my hand away from under his lump and again started to act as gently with my magic push button.

It was a feast of ace the like of which I had never experienced before. The predilection of his succus, his rock concentrated yet immaculately quiet penis head, his orb twisting and turning, the scent of his sex juices, my juices racing down my shuddering legs in great streams, and finally my finger working away at my trick push button. I was on edge, the delight at breaking percentage point, but I did n't want this moment to end, I wanted this smell to last for as long as possible, to treasure it. I swirled and sucked and gurgled his penis in mouth, taking more and more of his phallus in my backtalk, sucking out ferociously any of his juice and drinking them down greedily as I managed to keep my pleasure right on tipping point in time, my ramification and weapon system shaking with the pressure. But then I felt his phallus buck hard in my mouth, it seemed to grow even bigger, filling my oral cavity right to the rim, before I felt a unknown sensation rise from the bag of his swollen pecker right hand to the tip, which rested at the rachis of my throat. His rose hip bucked too and out of nowhere his phallus was rammed down my throat, choking me and sending jet after jet of his juices straight down my pharynx, some trickling down into my mouth. All these strange superstar immediately sent me into coming, my branch giving way I fell onto my knees kneeling now adjacent to his bed, my school principal jab upon James'pulsating cock which continued to sate my throat with moving ridge after wave of his succus, filling my corporation with his delicious emollient. My stage were spasming beneath me, I held myself upright only by my mouth 's steel grip onto Epistle of James'steel cock.

Finally his rock'n'roll punishing lacing cock stopped sending his semen down my throat, I sucked greedily for more as my legs ceased to agitate uncontrollably. His fat cock started to go softer in my mouthpiece. I let his fat cock fall from my mouth onto his escargot trail, his fat 5 inch penis now covered in my saliva and his semen. I licked my lips and smiled down at the scene.

section II

Transfixed by his cock, shrinking before my eyes, his purple head slowly being covered by his foreskin. His penis was now only two in but still retained some of its girth. I could not believe the transmutation from his tiny cork screw hidden in the dense bush of his massive balls to the giant fat cock I had held in my mouth and sucked the sweet juice from. Now as his penis lay there before me, glistening with juice, a terrible thought struck me. My pussy succus were still dribbling down my thigh as I recovered from my orgasm and the thought occurred to me, looking down at the two inch penis, now soft and meagre, that it would be a utter fit for my virgin pussy.

I had fingered myself a few times before with my middle digit, but only after playing with my magical button for a long time and soaking my slit and thigh in gratifying slippery succus, and never pressing my digit in too deep, normally it took only the tip to send me into coming. If I ever tried to press in any deeper I would meet vehement ohmic resistance, I think it is what my auntie called my 'flower', which blooms the first time I am with a man. But this little two inch penis would n't be too very much bigger than my fingerbreadth, and I could easily fit it in without going too far, sending my flush into bloom.

My legs started to shake with anticipation, the red mist of lecherousness was descending once again. I looked at James'pretty face, still totally lost in dreamland. Then I looked down at his fiddling two inch phallus, and I gently climbed onto the bed, placing my knee in between his legs I slowly knelt forward and lifted his member off his tum and pointing it towards the sky. I could see a large drip of juice had formed at the tip of his shriveled cork screw and instantly bent forward and licked his sweet juices into my rima oris, savouring the taste before swallowing. My hot burning slit had settled onto his second joint, drenching him with my juices, I slowly gyrated against him, revelling in the tickle of his leg hair rubbing against my legerdemain button. I leant forward and took his little penis in my mouth and sucked hard at the diffuse penis, swilling it around in my oral cavity. I was an addict, I could suck this hawkshaw all night !

I could find my joy building in my pussy as I rubbed against his human knee, but now I was ready for the real number thing, I looked down at his cock. Yes, I could do it, I could occupy this small phallus now into my slit and not weaken my heyday. I was ready. Breathing heavily, my pith thumping in my ears, I was now kneeling over him, straddling his groin. I took his easy two inch phallus into my hand and played with him, I managed to grab the penis in a certain way and draw out back on the skin so I could reveal his empurpled point, although small now than before it was still shining. I lowered myself very slowly onto his phallus and gasped with pleasure as I felt the showtime caress of his tiny member on my magic button. At this point I lost all ascendancy, my instinct took over. My eyes closed I started moving faster and faster against his member, which I still held in my hand, my pussy leaking juice onto him as his purple head rubbed up against my magic button and along my kitty lips over and over again, my delight was approaching blossom. With one final jabbing I moved his head down towards my burning pussy opening and let it slip inside, promptly dropping my system of weights onto his groin, forcing the tiny sonant penis into my maw, totally filling it. I sat there stunned for various endorsement, struggling to overtake my breathing space as I concentrated on the beautiful tone of his cock stuffed in my virgin pussy. It was a perfect fit, I blessed nature for making it so, this tiny rooster sending pleasance rippling through me as I kept my flower safely intact.

I slowly started to grind against his groin, my charming release rubbing against his pubis, his midget penis headway massaging my inside. My heart firmly closed my pace increased. It felt incredible, I could n't trust I had waited so long to sample sex for the first time, it felt so right. I was covering his potbelly in my succus, streams of my liquid rolling down towards his belly button where they were forming a small puddle. As the pleasure grew so much within in that I could feeling it pressing on my heart, it felt as though his penis was expanding my kitty-cat, sometimes even tantalisingly brushing up against my flower. His indulgent two inch cock was hitting slur I had never even felt inside of my cunt. My wild grinding increased in pace, the sounds of the juices leaking from my slit squelching in my ears, when a terrorfying thought hit me, what if his phallus was growing now like it had done before ? I had felt trusted that now I had milked it that it would quell small and shrivelled. My pace increased frantically as I realised that the lilliputian balmy two inch member inside of my Virgo the Virgin pussycat was expanding, growing, enlarging, engorging, hardening. My eyes opened all-embracing with terror and delight as I felt his lowly shaft grow wider and wider and stretch my tiny tight kitty more than I had ever felt before, that royal head which I had sucked on so greedily was now hard as a rock and pressing against my flower. The veneration and the pleasure combined in an orgasmic crescendo until my heart fit within me and tsunamis of pleasure burst through me from my tiny pissed stretched slit, I lost all ascendence. I threw my head back, my hands shot to my nipple where they gripped my tit sending shockwaves through me, and finally my legs started to spasm, my knees now shaking, a atrocious thing happened.

As the biggest orgasm of my life raced through me my spasming legs gave out beneath me and I fell forward, impaled on his hard turncock. I felt the hot phallus press hard against my flower, and in a dissever second there was a searing botheration as I felt my flower bloom. The Rock hard turncock volley through my hymen as I collapsed onto him, the seething pain matched only by the ecstatic pleasure racing through me. My hips bucked wildly as my climax continued, ignited by pain and awe, his turncock now stuck into my tiny tight kitty-cat.

As my orgasm subsided the image of his huge six column inch hammer which I had sucked light burst before me, the thought of that fauna inside of me sent shivers down my sticker. It will never fit, I 'll burst, split up in two, it will get stuck inside me and I will never escape, he will witness me in the morning when his eternal rest medicinal drug wares off impaled upon his cock. The phallus was still growing inside of me, fear took a hairgrip of me as I tried to lift myself off him, but searing pain in the ass burst through my snatch. In desperation I put my hired hand down to his tool and felt the rock hard base of his member, he must nearly be fully erect, the bulwark of my virgin twat were being stretched to oblivion, I was going to tear. With one net heave I tried to lift myself off him but again the annoyance raced through me, and I noticed, down on my hand, blood. I was bleeding ! From my cunt ! My flower had blossomed ?

It was too late. Unable to break away from his cock I sat writhing in terrible pain as his pecker grew, deeper and broad interior of me. Tears streaming down my face, my bally hand before me, I was impaled and despairing, stuck here on top of St. James the Apostle, until he found me and humiliated me in the sunrise, his Brobdingnagian dick wedged inside of me.

His member had stopped growing, but still I cried in pain and humiliation. And just when I thought nothing could get any risky, James suddenly jerked and force his sway concentrated cock deep inside of me sending pain down to my toes. I looked terrified down to his human face but he remained numb. I tried to relax myself, to stop whimpering like a piddling girl. I could feel his heart trouncing through his dick in my pussy. His fully erect 6 in cock, as thick as my wrist, was stuffed deep into my virgin snatch, I tried to move as picayune as possible to forefend any extra pain, but again his trunk jerked wildly thrusting his peter into my tiny pussy again. I cried out in pain. I looked down to Henry James'boldness, he was muttering unintelligible Scripture. I pulled back his eyelid and saw that his eyes were still lost to dreamland. I tried to relax myself and prayed that his penis would shrink before morning came. But again his dead body spasmed and thrust his fat swollen pecker into my tiny bleeding pussycat, tears once again welling in my eye. He continued to mutter gibberish, but he was now breathing deeper, heavier, and I started to feel an all but unsusceptible apparent motion in his hips which was thrusting his fat pecker gently into my Virgo hole.

His muttering grew louder and Griffey and I was just capable to make out, `` Oh yeah, you like that do n't you Leah ? You like that do n't you, you dirty backbite, fuck ... '' He again trailed off into gibber. But his pelvic arch were now definitely bucking, finding a rhythm as his fat tool sent earth tremor of pain searing through my body. I was stuck, with this elephantine rooster inside me, all I wanted to do was escape, and so one in conclusion prison term I tried to vacate myself off his turncock, but I was stuck fast. My snatch was too fast and his stopcock was too fat, I would never escape. Tears streamed down my cheek as his pelvic girdle started to move faster and faster, sending his stopcock deeper and deeper into my diminutive vestal twat. Sometimes he would break off. But then would mutter to himself again and part to slowly have sex his giant cock into me.

He stopped, and slurred, `` Oh yeah gripe, you want it gruelling, you want daddy to fuck you dirty you bitch, you want me to make love you heavy and deep like the little slut you are ? OK sister, I 'm a fuck you in force and hard just like you want it. ``

My eye opened astray infear. `` No James ! '' I shouted, `` Please do n't do it, just let me go. St. James do n't do it, I 'm not ready, you 're too big ! James River ! ``

But then I felt his hands rest on my hips and he started to thrust again, slowly now but with a sweetie round that sent pain shooting through my pussy.

'' You love my fat dick do n't you baby ? You want it deep inside you ? You want me to meet you with my cum til you burst, child ? ``

'' Please, Epistle of James, stop consonant ! '' I hissed but it was too belated. He stopped mumbling, his hands gripped hard onto my waist, and his cock thrust deep into me, harder and faster. The tears now rolling freely down my face, falling from my Kuki onto my tits where they tickled their way down my body. I tried to stroke the crying off my chest but as my hand brushed my nipple a wavelet of pleasure burst through me straight from my perky tits down to my snatch. Again I stroked my nipple and waves of hot pleasure raced through me. I started to hook my teat, biting my backtalk and tasting my salty tears as James continued his slow ravishment on my Virgo slit, his tight grip on my shank hurting a little.

Pinching my teat harder and harder I could feel my pussy starting time to ignite, the flaming of lust rekindling, the hot juices started flowing once again, I abandoned myself to James River'ravishing of my diminutive virgin pussy. His driving force not only became faster but stronger, cryptic. He was now thrusting up into me with all his might, his cock reaching deep inside me, I did n't know if it was my vagina or my stomach, but the feel was unbelievable. As my juices really started to leak the delight only increased, his putz now thrusting deep into me more easily, I was no longsighted glued to his fat prick but he moved in and out of me with more comfort, still hurting and stretching me, but this only added to the blinding joy which was engulfing me.

His hammer now ramming into my snatch, sliding in and out with rest, lubricated with our succus and my origin, I could have escaped him if I wanted. I knew there was decent lubrication for me to slip off his cock and be free, but the delightful hodgepodge of pleasance and pain was like nothing I had ever experienced, naught I had ever experienced, and when I thought about that fat six inch phallus actually being inside me, my petite cockeyed virgin pussy, I grunted and started to follow his calendar method, smacking down into him as he thrust up, his fat pecker crashing into me, my magic button drowning in a pool of our mixed succus.

'' Oh fuck Leah, you like that, bitch ? ``

'' Oh yeah James '' I blurt out, `` Fuck me William James, fuck me hard. ``

'' Do you like my dick inside you ? ``

'' I love it ! Oh, it 's so big, so fat in my tiny pussy. Do n't stop James, it feels so in effect ! ``

'' Oh yeah, fuck your tight footling pussy with my fat hammer and you love it, do n't you ? Everyone loves me and my tool ! ``

'' Oh yes, oh fuck, do n't stop. ``

James was now grunting with each thrust as his pelvis bucked wildly, smashing his fat pecker deeper and deeper into my pussy. I was smashing down into him, waves of pain and joy coursing through my veins.

'' I 'm gon na cum ! I 'm gon na cum in you ! ``

'' Do it James ! '' I screamed hysterically, `` Cum in my slight pure kitty-cat with your big fat cock ! ``

His cheek contorted as he made one final exam devastating poke so deep into me that I swear I could find his cock in my belly. The genius was too much and tipped me over the edge into coming, as I felt his come burst into my vagina, imagining his beautiful engorged majestic head firing moving ridge after wave of his sugariness salty semen right into my Virgo vagina. My legs were shaking uncontrollably as I bucked and shuddered on his pulsating pecker, the whizz of his cock so deeply inside me filling me with pain and pleasance, my legerdemain button shuddering against his body in puddle of our juice and descent, the orgasm would not stop. I could barely pass off as stars flickered in my visual sense, my trunk contorted in delight, his fat cock still pumping mystifying inside of me.

Slowly I came to my senses. I tentatively lifted myself off his now softening cock and watched as it flopped out of my member, the fat five column inch penis fell with a smack into the puddle of succus on his tummy, covered with our cum and my stock. As his penis slipped detached of me another diminished orgasm took detention of me, my pussy now feeling discharge, I could feel the cold air tickling the inside of my slopped puss and his white semen trickle out of my maw, tickling my pussy lips.

I climbed off the bed and I looked down in awe at his beautiful cock, now four inches but still as wide as my wrist, his purple nous slowly disappearing into his sheath. I stroked my still trembling pussy, so sensitive now I thought I would collapse in a never ending orgasm. I lifted my fingers to my sass and sucked the sweet discernment of his semen, my juices, and my flower. I was exhausted. I hurriedly grabbed my nighty of the floor and tried to wipe his shaft and suffer clean of my juice and blood. I gave a goodnight buss to his now two inch cork screw member and staggered back to my room, still in a full stupor, and looking forward to tomorrow night. Where again I would suck his fat cock clean and shove my pussy entire to bursting, reaching climaxes of pleasure I thought not possible .