Hey, this is a narrative from my college days about my old friend James, hope you enjoy. Any feedback in comments appreciated. X

He had insomnia. That meant we spent a lot of time together because I 'm a dark owl. During the low few weeks of college it seemed like it was getting worse, he was normally so sweet and form but he had gotten erratic and crisp. So they upped his medication, and it worked ! He returned to his old self, but I 'd lost a protagonist to hang with during the nights.

He lived just down the hall from me in our college accommodation so one nighttime 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 deceased, his sleeping medication next to him on his bed slope mesa. fucking !

I sat down in my usual chair and faked a conversation between us but he did n't conjure, he was out frigid. And then I spied under the single piece of paper he had half draped over him, a little mound over his mole in a rummy physique. I had never looked at James in a sexual way before so I was surprised to feel the heat rise down between my legs. I was a Virgin and had never seen a penis before, but my instinct told me that the unusual shape clearly outlined on the thin sheet in front line of me was a cock. I stared hard, watching it rise and fall with his breathing, my own ventilation growing faster and more desperate, the heat between my peg turning to wet, I rubbed my thighs together and felt my succus fall from my panting kitty-cat and lubricate my thighs. nookie, so this is what it feels like to be horny. Exciting and terrorization, I felt like I was losing control.

I stood slowly, a single bout of kitty juice rolling down from my rim to my ankle, and approached the low agglomerate, my ventilation turned to panting as I looked over him. I called his public figure various times to get to sure as shooting he was asleep. I placed my script on his bare chest, the 1st germination of breast hair appearing on his well defined soundbox. My hand ran down over his hot soft pelt, over the crevice of his six pack until my finger's breadth reached the bound of the piece of paper. I hesitated, looked hard at the pitcher revolt and falling. Leaving the sheet, I slowly lowered my mitt onto the cumulus where I met a mild and squidgy extrusion. Now capable to manipulate the piece of paper I pulled it tight around the bulge and I could now clearly see the synopsis of a member and balls. My hands were shaking, my pussycat was sweating. I stroked the phallus through the canvass but I could wait no longer. I 'm sorry James, but I have to see !

I delicately took grip of the sharpness of the bed sheet and slowly pulled it up to uncover his sleeping cock and globe. Wow ! It looked smaller than I had imagined, I guess I 'd seen too many pictures in magazines, his penis lay entangled in a thick-skulled forest of pubes and was dwarfed by his enormous balls which sat on his thighs. The penis must have been smaller 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 penis seemed to be hidden in a unknown sort of cork screw of skin. I was surprised, shocked and a little disgusted by what I was seeing, but damn I was horny. William James'was the outset phallus I was seeing and while it was modest it was still thrilling.

My kitty-cat continued to burn, the temperature revolt, the juices rolling down my second joint, faster and thicker and hotter. I could n't help myself. I tentatively put out my hand and watched in shock as my shaking deal slowly lowered itself over James groin, my outstretched finger's breadth 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 inner my vagina ? Once again I slowly lowered my hand and placed the back of my finger on his small penis, closing my eyes I slowly stroked his member with the binding of my finger, revelling in the easy touching of his low phallus, the occasional itch of his farseeing hairy pubes. While my right hand continued to slowly stroke his footling member my left moved down between my legs to find that magic button I had only just discovered a few calendar month ago. A single cutaneous senses was enough to almost buckle my articulatio genus and mail me to the floor in a shuddering heap. I started to stroke my sorcerous button very slowly, my kitty-cat now gushing juices, I could feel them titillate their way down my legs past my ankle joint and in between my toes. I tore my nighty over my head and shivered as the air bit at my erect mammilla, I ran my manus over them quickly before returning to my charming push and his beautiful tiny penis. My peg were shaking as my orgasm built and soon I was screaming as waving of pleasure burst through me, I was forced to stagger backwards and prostration onto my chair, fighting for hint as I was watched in ecstasy the uncontrollable tingle of my thighs.

As the orgasm subsided I heaved myself out of the chair and onto my feet. I staggered over to the bed and stood mesmerised by Henry James'little bobber screw member. My sexual thirst had abated a trivial now and I was able to look at him more objectively. His balls were Brobdingnagian ! I slowly edged my fingers in between his nut and thighs and lifted up his balls. Wow, they filled my small hand and felt extraordinarily enceinte. I loved the feel of his easygoing warm ball sack in my mitt and let it roost there. I noticed then that I had knocked his member backwards. Where it before had been resting on his balls I had forced it to flip over so it was now facing his bellybutton. Transfixed by this new angle I took my other hand and slowly started to run my finger up and down the flaccid hide of his niggling penis, though it looked slightly great from this slant. My finger stopped when it reached the unknown cork screw of skin where - according to my research - the tip of his penis should hold been. I fingered it slowly and looked down in awe as my finger's breadth slowly retreated from his member with my fingertip wet and a long string of clear liquidness attaching it to his cork fucking. What was this ? ! I continued to tear away until the chain of liquid state snapped, one-half of it falling down onto his phallus and pubes where it sat glistening, the other half wrapping itself round my finger. I do n't screw why, it was inherent aptitude, but I had to taste it. I tentatively licked my digit tip and swilled my spit around my mouth to search for the taste. Oh my god ! From the initiatory gustatory perception I was an addict. Salty yet sweet, just how I like my popcorn. I soon licked my finger's breadth clean and went back for more.

With one hand still cupping his delightful and ginormous ball, the other set about collecting all of the succus it could from the tip of his member, every ounce of which I devoured with a hunger. My snatch started heating again, I could sense my succus flowing from my mouth as I licked up the strange liquid leaking from James'tiny soft penis. After a while I grew tired of fingering the juice out and then licking it. Slowly, my heart beatnik screaming from my chest, I lowered my mouth towards his minor phallus, and took him in my mouthpiece. What a hotshot ! The ultra soft peel of his small squidgy member sat in my sassing as I licked and sucked with all my might, the tastes of his penis and juices exploding into my mouth.

But then my left paw felt something. My left hand, which was cupping his orb, felt movement, as if his nut had a life 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 small phallus falling out of my mouth now glistening with his juice and my spittle, I was delighted to see a string of his juices run from my lips to his cork screw. My leave behind bridge player stayed in place and continued to sense the movements. And then, something incredible happened. My jaw swung open as I was attestator to a magical panorama. While his balls continued to propel around in my hand, I watched totally enchanted as his tiny beautiful piano penis started to grow. The penis was lying backwards, covered in my spit, lying on his potbelly facing his bellybutton, and started short by trivial to expand. What had been a tiny soft penis no bigger than my minuscule digit was now longer than my midsection finger's breadth and wider than three of my finger put together. But that was not all. As it continued to expand the corkscrew of skin at the tip seemed to get stuck in his snail trail of pubis which led towards his navel, for several s the phallus stopped growing as I watched the tension grow, then with one final saccade his penis slipped free of the entanglement and burst upwards, now pointing at a 45 arcdegree angle, but far Sir Thomas More incredibly the cork screw of cutis started to open, like a conceal cave of treasure the pelt started to slowly part and let on underneath a large bulbous purpleness head glistening with his juice. His globe which before had been so large and floppy were now shrunken into my palm, whereas his flyspeck soft phallus was now transformed into a gigantic six inch cock as blanket as my wrist, his large engorged penis head glistening and shaking.

I was mesmerised. It was all too much to handle. My slit was shuddering with lust, my eyes glued to this giant phallus which stood shaking with a lifespan of its own. Before his tiny easy member had seemed far too low for sex, but now this giant glistening shuddering Snake which stood unvoiced erect at attention seemed far too big, how would that ever fit in a puss, let alone a Virgin ? Without even knowing what I was doing, red lust descending upon me, my hand reached out and took hold of his turncock, my script not even able to progress to fully around his fat cinch. Without thinking my mouth was soon sucking and slurping at his glut purple penis forefront which continued to leak out afters salty juice down my throat. The temperature was rising. I took my hand away from under his balls and again started to work gently with my magic release.

It was a feast of sensations the like of which I had never experienced before. The taste of his succus, his rock hard yet immaculately unruffled phallus head, his balls twisting and turning, the smell of his sex succus, my juices racing down my shuddering legs in corking streams, and finally my digit working away at my conjuring trick button. I was on border, the pleasure at breaking breaker point, but I did n't want this moment to end, I wanted this feeling to final for as long as potential, to treasure it. I swirled and sucked and gurgled his member in oral fissure, taking to a greater extent and More of his penis in my mouth, sucking out ferociously any of his succus and drinking them down greedily as I managed to retain my pleasure right on tipping point, my legs and coat of arms shaking with the pressure. But then I felt his penis buck hard in my sassing, it seemed to uprise even bigger, filling my sassing right to the brim, before I felt a strange genius rise from the base of his swollen cock right hand to the tip, which rested at the back of my pharynx. His hips bucked too and out of nowhere his penis was rammed down my throat, choking me and sending jet after jet of his succus straight down my throat, some trickling down into my mouth. All these strange sense impression immediately sent me into orgasm, my branch giving way I fell onto my stifle kneeling now succeeding to his bed, my drumhead jab upon James'pulsating cock which continued to satiate my pharynx with wave after wave of his juices, filling my tummy with his toothsome cream. My legs were spasming beneath me, I held myself upright only by my sassing 's brand time lag onto James'brand cock.

Finally his rock hard beating cock stopped sending his semen down my throat, I sucked greedily for more as my legs ceased to judder uncontrollably. His fat hammer started to go softer in my backtalk. I let his fat cock fall from my mouth onto his snail track, his fat 5 inch penis now covered in my saliva and his come. I licked my sass and smiled down at the scene.

Part II

Transfixed by his rooster, shrinking before my middle, his purple principal slowly being covered by his prepuce. His penis was now only two inch but still retained some of its girth. I could not believe the transformation from his tiny cork screw hidden in the dense bush of his monolithic egg to the giant fat shaft I had held in my mouth and sucked the sugariness juices from. Now as his member lay there before me, glistening with succus, a terrible thought struck me. My pussy juices were still dribbling down my thighs as I recovered from my orgasm and the sentiment occurred to me, looking down at the two inch penis, now soft and meagre, that it would be a staring fit for my virgin pussy.

I had fingered myself a few metre before with my halfway digit, but only after playing with my charming push for a farseeing time and soaking my pussy and thighs in dessert slippery juices, and never pressing my digit in too deep, normally it took only the tip to mail me into orgasm. If I ever tried to press in any deeper I would meet rough resistance, I think it is what my aunt called my 'flower', which blooms the first time I am with a man. But this petty two in penis would n't be too much swelled than my finger, and I could easily fit it in without going too far, sending my flower into bloom.

My legs started to stir with anticipation, the red mist of lecherousness was descending once again. I looked at James'pretty face, still totally lost in dreamworld. Then I looked down at his trivial two in penis, and I gently climbed onto the bed, placing my knee in between his stage I slowly knelt forward and lifted his penis off his tummy and pointing it towards the sky. I could see a large drip mould of juice had formed at the tip of his shrivelled cork screw and instantly turn away forward and licked his dulcet succus into my rima oris, savouring the sense of taste before swallowing. My hot electrocution pussy had settled onto his thigh, drenching him with my juice, I slowly gyrated against him, revelling in the titillation of his leg tomentum rubbing against my trick button. I leant forward and took his little penis in my sassing and sucked hard at the soft penis, swilling it around in my mouth. I was an addict, I could suck this dick all night !

I could feel my pleasure building in my pussy as I rubbed against his human knee, but now I was ready for the material thing, I looked down at his cock. Yes, I could do it, I could take this little penis now into my pussy and not break my flower. I was ready. Breathing heavily, my philia thumping in my ears, I was now kneeling over him, straddling his groin. I took his soft two inch penis into my hand and played with him, I managed to snaffle the penis in a certain way and draw out back on the skin so I could reveal his imperial head, although minor now than before it was still shining. I lowered myself very slowly onto his penis and gasped with pleasure as I felt the first caress of his diminutive penis on my charming release. At this degree I lost all control, my replete took over. My center closed I started moving faster and faster against his penis, which I still held in my manus, my pussy leaking juices onto him as his imperial head rubbed up against my conjuring trick button and along my pussy lips over and over again, my delight was approaching bill. With one final stab I moved his head down towards my burning pussy first step and let it slip inside, promptly dropping my weight onto his groin, forcing the lilliputian soft penis into my hole, totally filling it. I sat there stunned for several seconds, struggling to becharm my breath as I concentrated on the beautiful touch of his cock stuffed in my Virgin pussy. It was a perfect fit, I blessed nature for making it so, this flyspeck putz sending pleasure rippling through me as I kept my flower safely intact.

I slowly started to fag against his groin, my magic clitoris rubbing against his pubis, his tiny phallus head massaging my inside. My eyes firmly closed my tread increased. It felt unbelievable, I could n't consider I had waited so long to smack sex for the initiatory prison term, it felt so right. I was covering his tummy in my juices, flow of my liquid rolling down towards his belly button where they were forming a small puddle. As the pleasance grew so much within in that I could feeling it pressing on my gist, it felt as though his penis was expanding my pussy, sometimes even tantalisingly brushing up against my flower. His soft two inch stopcock was hitting daub I had never even felt inside of my pussy. My wild grinding increased in tempo, the audio of the juice leaking from my pussycat squelching in my capitulum, when a terrorfying thought hit me, what if his penis was growing now like it had done before ? I had felt for certain that now I had milked it that it would abide small and sere. My tread increased frantically as I realised that the tiny indulgent two column inch penis inside of my Virgin slit was expanding, growing, enlarging, engorging, hardening. My eyes opened across-the-board with terror and delight as I felt his pocket-sized rooster grow wider and wider and unfold my tiny mingy pussycat more than than I had ever felt before, that imperial head which I had sucked on so covetously was now hard as a rock and press against my flower. The awe and the pleasure combined in an orgasmic crescendo until my warmness burst within me and tsunamis of pleasure burst through me from my tiny wet stretched pussycat, I lost all control. I threw my head back, my bridge player shot to my tits where they gripped my nipples sending shockwaves through me, and finally my legs started to spasm, my knee joint now shaking, a terrible thing happened.

As the braggy coming of my life raced through me my spasming legs gave out beneath me and I fell forward, impaled on his hard stopcock. I felt the hot penis press hard against my heyday, and in a split second there was a searing pain in the ass as I felt my peak efflorescence. The Rock hard pecker fit through my virginal membrane as I collapsed onto him, the seething pain matched only by the rapt pleasure racing through me. My hips bucked wildly as my sexual climax continued, ignited by bother and fear, his rooster now stuck into my tiny tight slit.

As my orgasm subsided the trope of his vast six inch cock which I had sucked cleanse burst before me, the thought of that animal inside of me sent shivers down my spikelet. It will never fit, I 'll burst, split in two, it will get stick around inside me and I will never escape, he will notice me in the morning when his sleep medication wares off impaled upon his cock. The penis was still growing inside of me, fear took a grip of me as I tried to lift myself off him, but searing pain in the ass burst through my pussy. In desperation I put my hired hand down to his cock and felt the rock'n'roll grueling base of his penis, he must nearly be fully erect, the walls of my virgin puss were being stretched to obliviousness, I was going to buck. With one final examination retch I tried to move up myself off him but again the pain sensation raced through me, and I noticed, down on my hand, bloodline. I was bleeding ! From my pussy ! My blossom had blossomed ?

It was too lately. Unable to fly the coop from his cock I sat writhing in painful pain in the neck as his stopcock grew, mystifying and wider inside of me. Tears streaming down my fount, my bloody hand before me, I was impaled and heroic, stuck here on top of James IV, until he found me and humiliated me in the morn, his vast cock wedged inside of me.

His phallus had stopped growing, but still I cried in pain in the ass and abasement. And just when I thought nothing could get any uncollectible, St. James the Apostle suddenly jerked and thrust his rock hard rooster deep inside of me sending pain down to my toes. I looked terrified down to his face but he remained numb. I tried to relax myself, to end whimpering like a picayune girl. I could feel his heart beating through his cock in my pussy. His fully erect 6 inch cock, as thick as my wrist joint, was stuffed deep into my Virgo the Virgin slit, I tried to impress as little as possible to avoid any extra pain in the ass, but again his consistency jerked wildly thrusting his cock into my tiny cunt again. I cried out in pain. I looked down to James'face, he was muttering opaque words. I pulled back his eyelid and saw that his centre were still lost to dreamland. I tried to loosen up myself and prayed that his penis would cringe before aurora came. But again his torso spasmed and thrust his fat vain cock into my tiny hemorrhage puss, tears once again welling in my optic. He continued to mutter gibberish, but he was now breathing deeper, punishing, and I started to feel an all but unsusceptible movement in his rose hip which was thrusting his fat cock gently into my virgin hole.

His muttering grew louder and Griffey and I was just able-bodied to bring in out, `` Oh yeah, you like that do n't you Leah ? You like that do n't you, you dirty holler, fucking ... '' He again trailed off into gibberish. But his hip were now definitely bucking, finding a rhythm as his fat hammer sent tremors of pain searing through my body. I was stuck, with this giant cock inside me, all I wanted to do was escape, and so one last metre I tried to lift myself off his stopcock, but I was stuck fast. My pussy was too tight and his cock was too fat, I would never take to the woods. Tears streamed down my human face as his pelvis started to travel faster and faster, sending his cock deeper and deeper into my tiny virgin pussycat. Sometimes he would intercept. But then would gum to himself again and start to slowly hump his elephantine cock into me.

He stopped, and slurred, `` Oh yeah gripe, you want it hard, you want daddy to lie with you dirty you bitch, you want me to bang you hard and deep like the minuscule slut you are ? OK baby, I 'm a fuck you good and toilsome just like you want it. ``

My middle opened astray infear. `` No James ! '' I shouted, `` Please do n't do it, just let me go. Henry James do n't do it, I 'm not quick, you 're too big ! Epistle of James ! ``

But then I felt his hands rest on my coxa and he started to lunge again, slowly now but with a steady rhythm that sent pain in the neck shooting through my pussy.

'' You love my fat putz do n't you indulge ? You want it oceanic abyss inside you ? You want me to satiate you with my cum til you burst, babe ? ``

'' Please, St. James the Apostle, halt ! '' I hissed but it was too recent. He stopped mumbling, his hands gripped hard onto my waist, and his cock driving force deep into me, surd and faster. The crying now rolling freely down my face, falling from my chin onto my tit where they tickled their way down my soundbox. I tried to stroke the bust off my thorax but as my paw brushed my nipple a ripple of pleasure salvo through me straight from my perky tits down to my pussy. Again I stroked my nipple and waves of hot delight raced through me. I started to pinch my nipples, biting my back talk and tasting my salty tears as James continued his deadening assault on my virgin pussy, his tight bag on my waistline hurting a little.

Pinching my pap harder and harder I could feel my pussy offset to ignite, the flame of luxuria rekindling, the hot juice started flowing once again, I abandoned myself to James'ravishing of my flyspeck virgin cunt. His driving force not only became faster but substantial, cryptical. He was now thrusting up into me with all his might, his turncock reaching deep inside me, I did n't have a go at it if it was my vagina or my venter, but the feeling was incredible. As my juice really started to leak the pleasure only increased, his cock now thrusting deep into me more easily, I was no tenacious glued to his fat cock but he moved in and out of me with more ease, still hurting and stretching me, but this only added to the blinding pleasure which was engulfing me.

His cock now ramming into my cunt, sliding in and out with ease, lubricated with our juices and my rip, I could consume escaped him if I wanted. I knew there was sufficiency lubrication for me to steal off his cock and be free, but the delightful hotchpotch of pleasure and painful sensation was like nil I had ever experienced, goose egg I had ever experienced, and when I thought about that fat six inch penis actually being inside me, my tiny tight Virgin pussy, I grunted and started to follow his rhythm, smacking down into him as he thrust up, his fat cock crashing into me, my thaumaturgy button drowning in a puddle of our coalesce succus.

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

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

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

'' I love it ! Oh, it 's so big, so fat in my lilliputian pussy. Do n't hold back St. James the Apostle, it feels so good ! ``

'' Oh yeah, fuck your sozzled minuscule cunt with my fat dick and you love it, do n't you ? Everyone loves me and my cock ! ``

'' Oh yes, oh fucking, do n't stop over. ``

King James was now grunting with each poke as his rose hip bucked wildly, smashing his fat cock deeper and deeper into my snatch. I was smashing down into him, waves of pain and pleasure 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 footling virgin kitty with your big fat cock ! ``

His look contorted as he made one final devastating thrust so deep into me that I swear I could feel his pecker in my belly. The sensation was too practically and tipped me over the edge into coming, as I felt his ejaculate burst into my vagina, imagining his beautiful engorged purple head firing wave after wafture of his Sweet salty semen right into my virgin vagina. My pegleg were shaking uncontrollably as I bucked and shuddered on his pulsating cock, the esthesis of his cock so deep inside me filling me with pain and pleasure, my magic button shuddering against his body in puddle of our juices and origin, the orgasm would not block up. I could barely take a breath as stars flickered in my visual modality, my consistence contorted in pleasure, his fat cock still pumping abstruse 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 inch penis fell with a smack into the puddle of juice on his tummy, covered with our cum and my blood. As his phallus slipped free of me another small orgasm took hold of me, my pussy now feeling empty, I could feel the common cold air tickling the insides of my tight pussy and his Caucasian semen trickle out of my muddle, tickling my puss backtalk.

I climbed off the bed and I looked down in awe at his beautiful cock, now four column inch but still as wide as my wrist, his over-embellished fountainhead slowly disappearing into his sheath. I stroked my still trembling pussy, so raw now I thought I would crack up in a never ending orgasm. I lifted my fingers to my lips and sucked the sweet taste of his semen, my juices, and my prime. I was exhausted. I hurriedly grabbed my nighty of the base and tried to wipe his cock and suffer clean of my juices and parentage. I gave a goodnight kiss to his now two inch Cork screw penis and staggered back to my way, still in a tot up daze, and looking forward to tomorrow night. Where again I would suck his fat stopcock clean and jerk and squeeze my purulent full to bursting, reaching flood tide of joy I thought not possible .