Hey, this is a narrative from my college years about my old Quaker 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 Night owl. During the first few workweek of college it seemed like it was getting worse, he was normally so sweet-scented and kind but he had gotten erratic and spiffy. So they upped his medicament, and it worked ! He returned to his old self, but I 'd lost a champion to hang with during the nights.

He lived just down the dorm 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 departed, 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 excite, he was out cold. And then I spied under the single sheet he had half draped over him, a little pitcher over his breakwater in a queer shape. I had never looked at James in a sexual way before so I was surprised to feel the heat rebel down between my leg. I was a Virgin and had never seen a penis before, but my instinct told me that the strange shape clearly outlined on the thin sheet in strawman of me was a cock. I stared hard, watching it rise and declension with his respiration, my own breathing growing libertine and more despairing, the heating system between my legs turning to wet, I rubbed my second joint together and finger my juices fall from my panting pussy and lubricate my thighs. piece of ass, so this is what it feels like to be horny. Exciting and frightening, I felt like I was losing control.

I stood slowly, a individual split of pussy juice rolling down from my lip to my ankle, and approached the minuscule mound, my ventilation turned to panting as I looked over him. I called his name various times to form sure he was asleep. I placed my hand on his bare chest, the offset sprouting of chest hair appearing on his wellspring defined physical structure. My hired man ran down over his hot soft skin, over the crevice of his six pack until my finger's breadth reached the edge of the sheet. I hesitated, looked hard at the pitcher rise and falling. Leaving the sheet, I slowly lowered my deal onto the mound where I met a soft and squidgy bulge. Now able to manipulate the flat solid I pulled it tight around the protuberance and I could now clearly see the lineation of a phallus and egg. My hands were shaking, my pussy was sweating. I stroked the penis through the piece of paper but I could wait no longer. I 'm sorry William James, but I have to see !

I delicately took hold of the sharpness of the flat solid and slowly pulled it up to reveal his sleeping cock and balls. Wow ! It looked lowly than I had imagined, I guess I 'd seen too many picture in mag, his member lay entangled in a thick forest of pubes and was dwarfed by his enormous Ball which sat on his second joint. The phallus must have been smaller than my piffling fingerbreadth although fatter than my thumb and try as I might I could n't see his chief. The end of his penis seemed to be hidden in a unusual sort of bob gaoler of skin. I was surprised, shocked and a little disgusted by what I was seeing, but damn I was horny. Henry James'was the first penis I was seeing and while it was small it was still thrilling.

My twat continued to burn, the temperature rising, 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 hand slowly lowered itself over James mole, my outstretched finger eventually touching his penis. Ah ! I immediately withdrew it. It was gentle and squidgy, not what I was expecting at all. How could that ever go inside my vagina ? Once again I slowly lowered my manus and placed the back of my finger on his small penis, closing my eye I slowly stroked his penis with the cover of my finger's breadth, revelling in the piano touch of his humble member, the casual itch of his long hairy pubes. While my good deal continued to slowly stroke his little penis my left hand moved down between my legs to find that charming button I had only just discovered a few months ago. A single touch was enough to almost heave my genu and send me to the floor in a shuddering heap. I started to stroke my magic push button very slowly, my pussy now gushing juice, I could feel them vellicate their way down my legs past my mortise joint and in between my toes. I tore my nighty over my headland and shivered as the air bit at my upright nipples, I ran my hired hand over them quickly before returning to my magic button and his beautiful tiny phallus. My legs were shaking as my orgasm built and soon I was screaming as waves of joy burst through me, I was forced to stagger backwards and crash onto my chair, fighting for breath as I was watched in ecstasy the uncontrollable thrill of my thighs.

As the orgasm subsided I heaved myself out of the chair and onto my metrical foot. I staggered over to the bed and stood mesmerised by James'piffling cork screw member. My intimate hungriness had abated a little now and I was able-bodied to look at him more objectively. His orb were vast ! I slowly edged my fingers in between his balls and thigh and lifted up his balls. Wow, they filled my small hand and felt extraordinarily large. I loved the flavor of his easy strong ball liberation in my hand and let it rest 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 flip over so it was now facing his belly button. Transfixed by this new angle I took my other handwriting and slowly started to run my finger up and down the soft cutis of his little penis, though it looked slightly bigger from this angle. My finger stopped when it reached the strange bob jailor of cutis where - according to my research - the tip of his penis should have been. I fingered it slowly and looked down in awe as my finger's breadth slowly retreated from his phallus with my fingertip wet and a recollective twine of clear liquid attaching it to his cork screwing. What was this ? ! I continued to pull away until the string of liquidness snapped, half of it falling down onto his penis and pubes where it sat glistening, the early half wrapping itself cycle my finger. I do n't know why, it was replete, but I had to taste it. I tentatively licked my finger tip and swilled my tongue around my mouth to search for the gustatory perception. Oh my god ! From the beginning gustation I was an freak. Salty yet Sweet, just how I like my Zea mays everta. I soon licked my finger clean and went back for more.

With one hired hand still cupping his delightful and ginormous clump, the early set about collecting all of the juice 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 juices flowing from my lips as I licked up the strange liquidness leaking from Henry James'diminutive balmy member. After a while I grew tired of fingering the juice out and then licking it. Slowly, my inwardness round screaming from my chest, I lowered my mouth towards his lowly phallus, and took him in my mouth. What a sensation ! The ultra soft peel of his modest squidgy phallus sat in my oral fissure as I licked and sucked with all my might, the taste of his phallus and juices exploding into my mouth.

But then my provide hand felt something. My left over hand, which was cupping his egg, felt movement, as if his chunk had a life of their own and were dancing around. Then too I felt motion inside of the small squidgy member in my mouth. I immediately leant back, his pocket-sized penis falling out of my sassing now glistening with his succus and my saliva, I was delighted to see a strand of his juice run from my brim to his cork screw. My left hand stayed in office and continued to feel the movements. And then, something incredible happened. My jaw swung spread out as I was witness to a magical scene. While his testis continued to move around in my paw, I watched totally enchanted as his flyspeck beautiful sonant phallus started to grow. The penis was lying backwards, covered in my spit, lying on his tummy facing his bellybutton, and started little by picayune to expand. What had been a midget soft penis no crowing than my piffling finger's breadth was now thirster than my middle finger and wider than three of my finger's breadth put together. But that was not all. As it continued to elaborate the corkscrew of hide at the tip seemed to get stuck in his snail trail of loins which led towards his bellybutton, for respective seconds the penis stopped growing as I watched the tension grow, then with one final jerk his penis slipped free of the web and salvo upwards, now pointing at a 45 degree angle, but far Sir Thomas More incredibly the cork shtup of pelt started to give, like a secret cave of gem the skin started to slowly component and reveal underneath a large bulgy purple head glistening with his succus. His Ball which before had been so large and floppy were now shrunken into my palm, whereas his flyspeck soft penis was now transformed into a mammoth six inch rooster as astray as my radiocarpal joint, his large engorged penis head glistening and shaking.

I was mesmerised. It was all too often to do by. My pussy was shuddering with lust, my heart glued to this giant member which stood shaking with a life of its own. Before his tiny soft penis had seemed far too low for sex, but now this monster glistening shuddering snake which stood hard erect at attention seemed far too big, how would that ever fit in a pussy, let alone a Virgin ? Without even knowing what I was doing, red lust descending upon me, my script reached out and took hold of his cock, my handwriting not even able to get through fully around his fat girth. Without thinking my mouth was soon sucking and slurping at his engorged purpleness penis head which continued to leak sugariness salty juice down my throat. The temperature was rising. I took my paw away from under his ball and again started to make for gently with my magic push.

It was a feast of sensations the like of which I had never experienced before. The taste of his juice, his rock-and-roll unvoiced yet immaculately placid phallus heading, his balls twisting and turning, the scent of his sex juice, my juices racing down my shuddering legs in majuscule streams, and finally my fingerbreadth working away at my magic button. I was on border, the pleasure at breaking spot, but I did n't require this moment to end, I wanted this feeling to last for as long as potential, to treasure it. I swirled and sucked and gurgled his penis in sassing, taking more and to a greater extent of his phallus in my mouth, sucking out ferociously any of his juices and drinking them down greedily as I managed to keep my pleasure right hand on tipping spot, my ramification and branch shaking with the pressing. But then I felt his penis buck hard in my lip, it seemed to produce even bigger, filling my mouth right to the brim, before I felt a strange sense experience rise from the understructure of his swollen cock right hand to the tip, which rested at the back of my pharynx. His pelvic arch bucked too and out of nowhere his penis was rammed down my pharynx, choking me and sending jet after jet of his juices straight down my throat, some trickling down into my oral cavity. All these foreign sensation immediately sent me into orgasm, my legs giving way I fell onto my knees kneeling now next to his bed, my head drive upon William James'pulsating putz which continued to meet my throat with wave after wave of his succus, filling my tummy with his delectable ointment. My legs were spasming beneath me, I held myself upright only by my mouth 's steel wait onto James'steel cock.

Finally his rock hard whacking dick stopped sending his seminal fluid down my pharynx, I sucked greedily for more as my legs ceased to shake uncontrollably. His fat cock started to go softer in my mouth. I let his fat stopcock fall from my mouthpiece onto his snail track, his fat 5 inch member now covered in my spit and his semen. I licked my lips and smiled down at the scene.

contribution II

Transfixed by his pecker, 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 cinch. I could not think the transmutation from his tiny Cork screw hidden in the dense bush of his massive chunk 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 juices, a terrible thought struck me. My snatch 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 phallus, now soft and meagre, that it would be a perfect fit for my virgin cunt.

I had fingered myself a few time before with my middle digit, but only after playing with my magic push for a farsighted sentence and soaking my pussy and thighs in odoriferous slippery juices, and never pressing my finger in too deep, normally it took only the tip to charge me into climax. If I ever tried to press in any deeper I would forgather bowelless resistance, I think it is what my auntie called my 'flower', which blooms the beginning sentence I am with a man. But this lilliputian two inch member would n't be too very much bigger than my finger, and I could easily fit it in without going too far, sending my flush into bloom.

My leg started to sway with expectancy, the red mist of lust was descending once again. I looked at James IV'middling face, still totally lost in dreamworld. Then I looked down at his lilliputian two inch penis, and I gently climbed onto the bed, placing my knee joint in between his legs I slowly knelt forward and lifted his member off his stomach and pointing it towards the sky. I could see a large drip of juice had formed at the tip of his shrivelled bobber jailor and instantly crouch forward and licked his sweet juices into my mouthpiece, savouring the taste before swallowing. My hot combustion pussy had settled onto his second joint, drenching him with my juices, I slowly gyrated against him, revelling in the tickling of his leg pilus rubbing against my magic button. I leant forward and took his little penis in my oral fissure and sucked hard at the soft penis, swilling it around in my mouth. I was an addict, I could suckle this dick all night !

I could finger my pleasance building in my pussy as I rubbed against his articulatio genus, but now I was set for the real number affair, I looked down at his cock. Yes, I could do it, I could demand this piddling penis now into my pussy and not get out my prime. I was set. Breathing heavily, my kernel thud in my ear, I was now kneeling over him, straddling his mole. I took his soft two inch penis into my hand and played with him, I managed to grab the penis in a sealed way and pull back on the skin so I could discover his violet head, although smaller now than before it was still shining. I lowered myself very slowly onto his penis and gasped with pleasance as I felt the first-class honours degree caress of his flyspeck member on my witching push. At this point I lost all ascendance, my replete took over. My eyes closed I started moving faster and faster against his penis, which I still held in my mitt, my slit leak out juices onto him as his purple psyche rubbed up against my magic button and along my kitty-cat lips over and over again, my pleasure was approaching height. With one final driving force I moved his head down towards my burning twat scuttle and let it slue inside, promptly dropping my weighting onto his groin, forcing the tiny mild penis into my hole, totally filling it. I sat there stunned for several seconds, struggling to hitch my breath as I concentrated on the beautiful notion of his prick stuffed in my virgin pussy. It was a perfect fit, I blessed nature for making it so, this bantam cock sending pleasance rippling through me as I kept my flower safely intact.

I slowly started to toil against his inguen, my magic button rubbing against his pubis, his bantam phallus head massaging my interior. My eyes firmly closed my stride increased. It felt incredible, I could n't believe I had waited so long to taste sex for the first time, it felt so right. I was covering his tummy in my juice, current of my liquid rolling down towards his belly button where they were forming a low puddle. As the pleasure grew so much within in that I could feel 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 column inch cock was hitting touch I had never even felt inside of my pussy. My fantastic grinding increased in footstep, the sounds of the juices leaking from my pussy squelching in my ear, when a terrorfying thought hit me, what if his phallus was growing now like it had done before ? I had felt sure that now I had milked it that it would stay put belittled and shrivelled. My yard increased frantically as I realised that the flyspeck soft two inch member inside of my virgin pussy was expanding, growing, enlarging, engorging, hardening. My eyes opened wide with brat and pleasure as I felt his belittled putz grow wider and wider and load my tiny blotto pussy more than I had ever felt before, that regal head which I had sucked on so greedily was now hard as a sway and pressing against my heyday. The fear and the pleasure combined in an orgasmic crescendo until my meat burst within me and tsunamis of pleasure salvo through me from my tiny crocked stretched snatch, I lost all control. I threw my head back, my hands shot to my tits where they gripped my nipples sending shockwaves through me, and finally my legs started to spasm, my knees now shaking, a abominable matter happened.

As the biggest orgasm of my life raced through me my spasming ramification gave out beneath me and I fell forward, impaled on his surd cock. I felt the hot penis press hard against my flower, and in a split second there was a searing pain as I felt my flower blossom. The rock hard cock burst through my hymen as I collapsed onto him, the seething annoyance matched only by the enraptured joy racing through me. My hips bucked wildly as my climax continued, ignited by painfulness and fear, his peter now stuck into my tiny fuddled pussy.

As my orgasm subsided the image of his huge six inch cock which I had sucked clean burst before me, the thought of that brute inside of me sent shivers down my rachis. It will never fit, I 'll burst, rip in two, it will get stuck inside me and I will never break away, he will encounter me in the morn when his quietus medication wares off stake upon his hammer. The penis was still growing inside of me, fear took a grip of me as I tried to raise myself off him, but searing pain sensation burst through my pussy. In desperation I put my hand down to his prick and felt the rock 'n' roll gruelling base of his penis, he must nearly be fully erect, the walls of my virgin pussy were being stretched to oblivion, I was going to tear. With one final examination heave I tried to lift myself off him but again the pain raced through me, and I noticed, down on my hand, bloodline. I was bleeding ! From my pussy ! My flower had blossomed ?

It was too latterly. unable to get by from his cock I sat writhing in terrible pain as his cock grew, recondite and across-the-board inside of me. Tears streaming down my face, my bloody bridge player before me, I was impaled and desperate, stuck here on top of St. James the Apostle, until he found me and humiliated me in the morning, his vast cock wedged inside of me.

His phallus had stopped growing, but still I cried in pain and humiliation. And just when I thought null could get any worse, James IV suddenly jerked and thrust his rock difficult prick deep inside of me sending pain down to my toes. I looked terrified down to his case but he remained gone. I tried to relax myself, to give up whimpering like a little female child. I could feel his spunk beating through his putz in my slit. His fully erect 6 inch cock, as thick as my radiocarpal joint, was stuffed deep into my virgin pussy, I tried to motivate as picayune as possible to head off any spare pain, but again his organic structure jerked wildly thrusting his stopcock into my petite pussy again. I cried out in pain. I looked down to James'human face, he was muttering unintelligible lyric. I pulled back his eyelids and saw that his eye were still lost to dreamland. I tried to unwind myself and prayed that his penis would shrink before cockcrow came. But again his body spasmed and thrust his fat swollen putz into my tiny bleeding kitty, tears once again welling in my eyes. He continued to croak gibber, but he was now breathing deeper, heavier, and I started to finger an all but insusceptible movement in his pelvis which was thrusting his fat turncock gently into my virgin hole.

His muttering grew tacky and Griffey and I was just able to make out, `` Oh yeah, you like that do n't you Leah ? You like that do n't you, you dirty bitch, fuck ... '' He again trailed off into gibber. But his articulatio coxae were now definitely bucking, finding a rhythm as his fat shaft sent tremors of pain in the neck searing through my body. I was stuck, with this giant cock inside me, all I wanted to do was escape, and so one last clock time I tried to vacate myself off his cock, but I was stuck fast. My pussy was too tight and his putz was too fat, I would never get out. Tears streamed down my aspect as his hip joint started to move faster and faster, sending his cock deeper and deeper into my bantam virgin pussycat. Sometimes he would stop. But then would mutter to himself again and start to slowly hump his gargantuan cock into me.

He stopped, and slurred, `` Oh yeah bitch, you want it hard, you want papa to fuck you dirty you bitch, you want me to bonk you heavily and abstruse like the little loose woman you are ? OK sister, I 'm a piece of tail you honorable and hard just like you want it. ``

My oculus opened all-embracing infear. `` No James ! '' I shouted, `` Please do n't do it, just let me go. James do n't do it, I 'm not ready, you 're too big ! Jesse James ! ``

But then I felt his script rest on my hip joint and he started to thrust again, slowly now but with a steady rhythm that sent pain shooting through my pussy.

'' You love my fat gumshoe do n't you featherbed ? You want it deep inside you ? You want me to satisfy you with my cum til you burst, infant ? ``

'' Please, James II, diaphragm ! '' I hissed but it was too recent. He stopped mumbling, his hands gripped hard onto my waist, and his cock thrust oceanic abyss into me, harder and faster. The tears now rolling freely down my expression, falling from my chin onto my tits where they tickled their way down my body. I tried to stroke the split off my breast but as my hand brushed my pap a ripple of joy burst through me straight from my perky tits down to my pussy. Again I stroked my mamilla and Wave of hot pleasure raced through me. I started to vellicate my nipples, biting my lips and tasting my salty tears as James continued his slow Assault on my Virgo the Virgin kitty, his slopped grip on my waistline hurting a little.

Pinching my nipples harder and harder I could finger my twat start to ignite, the fire of lust rekindling, the hot juices started flowing once again, I abandoned myself to James IV'ravishing of my petite virgin pussy. His thrust not only became faster but stronger, thick. He was now thrusting up into me with all his might, his cock reaching deep inside me, I did n't recognise if it was my vagina or my stomach, but the feeling was unbelievable. As my succus really started to leak the pleasure only increased, his cock now thrusting deep into me more easily, I was no longsighted glued to his fat rooster 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 pecker now ramming into my pussy, sliding in and out with ease, lubricated with our juices and my origin, I could have escaped him if I wanted. I knew there was enough lubrication for me to slip off his cock and be free, but the delightful melange of pleasure and pain sensation was like nothing I had ever experienced, zip I had ever experienced, and when I thought about that fat six inch member actually being inside me, my tiny slopped virgin pussy, I grunted and started to pursue his rhythm method, smacking down into him as he thrust up, his fat cock crashing into me, my magical button drowning in a puddle of our desegregate juices.

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

'' Oh yeah James '' I blurt out, `` Fuck me King James, fuck me arduous. ``

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

'' I love it ! Oh, it 's so big, so fat in my lilliputian pussy. Do n't finish James, it feels so good ! ``

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

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

King James I was now grunting with each thrust as his hips bucked wildly, smashing his fat cock deeper and deeper into my slit. 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 little virgin kitty with your big fat cock ! ``

His face contorted as he made one final devastating thrust so cryptical into me that I swear I could finger his cock in my belly. The esthesis was too a lot and tipped me over the edge into climax, as I felt his semen burst into my vagina, imagining his beautiful engorged purple mind firing wave after Wave of his confection salty semen right into my virgin vagina. My legs were shaking uncontrollably as I bucked and shuddered on his pulsating prick, the sentience of his cock so deep inside me filling me with pain and pleasure, my magic push shuddering against his organic structure in puddles of our juice and blood, the orgasm would not finish. I could barely breathe as stars flickered in my sight, my body contorted in joy, his fat cock still pumping deep interior of me.

Slowly I came to my sens. I tentatively lifted myself off his now softening cock and watched as it flopped out of my penis, the fat five inch penis fell with a smack into the puddle of juice on his tummy, covered with our cum and my roue. As his penis slipped unloosen of me another small coming took time lag of me, my snatch now feeling empty, I could feel the cold air tickling the insides of my soused kitty and his Andrew D. White semen trickle out of my trap, tickling my purulent brim.

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 head slowly disappearing into his cocktail dress. I stroked my still trembling pussy, so sensitive now I thought I would collapse in a never ending orgasm. I lifted my finger to my lips and sucked the sweet taste of his come, my juices, and my blossom. I was exhausted. I hurriedly grabbed my nighty of the floor and tried to wipe his cock and stomach clean of my juice and roue. I gave a goodnight buss to his now two inch cork screw penis and staggered back to my room, still in a total stupor, and looking forward to tomorrow night. Where again I would suck his fat stopcock clean and stuff my purulent full to bursting, reaching climaxes of delight I thought not possible .