In the Smokey Mountains of Tennessee, there is a university dedicated to the sciences. In the time when great benefactors like Carnegie & Vanderbilt were establishing institutions to advance the knowledge of mankind, a private college was founded. But some knowledge is older than the very hills where this campus was built. Join us for a series of stories. Learn how generations of scholars have seen their lives changed by what they experienced at T I T S. Now, here’s another legend in the series.
Another of Tina's Success Stories.
A 10-part series, based on the posts by D D D Dave. Listen to the ►Podcast at Explicit Novels.
Let’s call this episode ‘Horse’
My life changed after I had an unusual occurrence. (That's my trademark understatement!)
Anyway, I was having some drinks after work with some colleagues. We were all Associate Professors at Tennessee Institute of Technology and Science, or T I T S. We had been talking about the unusual events that had been happening on campus. Most of the rumors were just that: rumors. No one in our group had had any of the rumored experiences.
There were reports of power outages in the Library. Flickering lights, ghost sightings and such.
People were talking about Assistant Librarians suddenly becoming bimbos with huge hooters and taking on all the men in the study cubicles. But like I said, none of us had been part of any orgies!
What we did all agree on was that the girl watching was getting better and better! Part of it probably was the fact that it was spring. And winter had been brutal! But still! Skirts were getting shorter, tops and jeans were becoming tighter and tighter. More braless boobs than ever before were bouncing and shaking all over campus. Nipples were popping out aggressively from under skin-tight blouses.
And we were all enjoying it. One of the guys said that he had heard that one of the dusty old professors had somehow raised an 'elemental' that was somehow causing all this. We laughed him down and ordered another round!
I went to the men’s room since I have a small bladder. And on the way back to the table I was waylaid by the sexiest woman I had ever seen! Gorgeous, stacked beyond my imagination and best of all, hot for me!
I have to admit I didn't argue. If a hot, foxy, sex goddess offers to take you home and fuck your brains out, how many objections would you raise? So when Tina said she wanted to rock my world I was just drunk enough to go along with it!
Anyway, I had a night such as I would never have thought possible! We fucked for hours! She knew more ways to do the nasty than I had ever thought of! And she was able to keep me going long past my usual limits! She kept calling me 'Stud' and praising my stamina, ability and my equipment. I'd never been called a 'horse' before. But,
While she was fucking my brains out, my body was changing! I was developing muscles where I had not had them before. The muscles that I had were becoming ripped and well defined!
I was starting to look lithe and athletic which I had never been! And most of all I was getting larger and larger in the cock department!
"Oh, what a pretty cock," Tina said when she first pulled it out of my pants. It stood proudly. all of almost six inches long.
"I just love a big cock!" Tina exclaimed an hour later while she was kneeling in front of me and taking eight inch strokes from my visibly thicker hard on.
We were into the third hour of our love making and Tina was riding my eleven inch monster cock while making little sounds of happiness and cumming time and again! Talk about multi-orgasmic? Tina could cum and cum and cum! There seemed to be no limits to how many times she could have an orgasm! And she always wanted more and more! Plus there seemed to be no limits to how much of my cock she could take!
By the end of the evening she was using both hands, giving my gigantic, almost fifteen inch long cock a hand job while she was cooing and smiling at me. "Biggest one ever," she said time after time. "Never had a cock so big! What a thrill! So Fucking BIG! I can't believe how thick and long you are! Biggest I've ever seen!"
By this time I was only partly conscious. Her sex drive was unconquerable! I'd cum more times than I could count. Tina was a cum covered mess. From her hair to her knees she was covered by streaks and pools of my cum! And she loved it. But I was worn out! It seemed like a dream!
When I woke up the next morning in my own bed I found that it had not been a dream! My formerly pudgy body had become ripped and muscular! To top it all off (so to speak) I had a piece of man-meat hanging between my legs that would have put most equines to shame!
I found out in the shower that my appendage would spring to life any time I thought of a sexy woman. And that I could cum often and easily! After jacking off three times in the shower I took the time to measure my newly arrived package.
I wasn't sure if I was doing it correctly but I got a length of just under fifteen inches long and darn near eight inches around! I was a STUD! I was, as Tina had called me, a horse cocked stud!
It was as I started to get dressed that the negatives of my sudden metamorphic changes began to make themselves known. For one thing, none of my clothes fit properly anymore! My pants were loose. My belt was too long. My shirts strained to fit over my suddenly muscular torso.
Even in its flaccid state my massive cock made a noticeable bulge in my pants! Luckily it was the weekend so I was able to get some new clothes that fit better before I had to show up at work again. I noticed that many of the girls I encountered were more flirtatious than would have been the case earlier. Could they tell that I had undergone some changes?
I didn't try to pursue any of the possibilities. I was still too shy to just approach someone I didn't know and ask if they wanted to fuck.
Monday morning is always the faculty staff meeting from eight to ten. Our Department Supervisor is a hard edged woman, Ms. Simington-Smythe Ms. Simington-Smythe always has a look of derision on her face. She acts like she is better than everyone else.
She is a bulky woman. She always wears a skirt that falls to mid-calf, a white blouse under a loose fitting blazer. She is obviously trying to play down her feminine side and doing a pretty good job of it!
The rumor is that she's engaged to some big, rich muckety-muck in the corporate world but no one at school has ever seen them together. She is young for her position but projects a cold, stern visage and is a stickler for detail and a general pain in the ass!
Anyway, she's a nasty piece of work. No one wants to get on her bad side! And she doesn't seem to have a good side, either. She is always reporting people to HR or to the administration when she feels that they are inadequate in some way.
Bitch, Bitch, Bitch!
Today was no exception. As usual I sat just to her left at the conference table. She sneered at several other people while berating them but ignored me. For once. But today I couldn't get comfortable. My cock was half hard and I couldn't find a position that didn't irritate my newly enlarged member. I tried pushing it into different positions but nothing felt right.
At the end of the meeting Ms. Simington-Smythe finally turned her attention to me and demanded that I stay behind.
As the door closed behind the last of the others she turned to me with a furious look.
"What did you think you were doing, young man?!" She was maybe three years older than I was but the 'young man' crap was one of her ways of emphasizing her position of authority.
"Ma'am?" I responded.
"Playing with your.. um.. member! In a business meeting? How disgusting! Do you have anything to say before I report you to Human Resources?" She was reaching for the phone as she glared at me.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. It gets uncomfortable in these pants. I didn't mean any disrespect!" I cupped my hand over my half hard cock in my pants.
"That's, that's, Um," she was stumbling badly as she took in how long and thick I was. Even under my pants it was obvious that I had a huge cock!
"That's not possible," she continued as she put the phone back into its cradle. "No man can be that large! It's just not possible." Her tongue was wetting her lips as she kept on staring.
"Well it is true," I told her. "I'm sorry but I have a really big cock now and I find it's hard to get comfortable some times. There isn't anything I can do about it!"
"Nothing you can do, ?" she was still looking at the bulge my hard on was making. "No! I don't believe it. It just cannot be.." She began to reach out with one hand. She stopped as I started to unzip my pants. I figured I was in plenty of trouble. I could at least prove that I wasn't a liar! And underneath that bitchy facade Ms. Simington-Smythe wasn't a bad looking woman. Some makeup and maybe some clothes?
Without any fuss I pulled my cock out of my underwear and let it protrude into the open. There was about eight inches of semi-hard cock exposed.
"That's impossible," Ms. Simington-Smythe repeated but without any force to it. She just didn't want to believe what she was seeing.
Without seeming to realize what she was doing, she reached out tentatively and brushed the back of her fingers against my manhood. It quivered and grew stiffer. Staring raptly at my groin she turned her hand and took a light hold of my cock.
"It's not even hard," she murmured. She squeezed it tentatively. "Not even hard and yet,” she pulled and pushed my cock to the left and right, examining it from all angles. "It's so long and ,” Her voice faded away again while she kept looking at what she was holding.
Slowly, she ran her hand up and down my cock. Just once. Under her touch I could feel the stiffness growing. Then she did it again! Then once more. I grew larger and longer as she kept stroking me.
"This is not possible," she told me while looking me in the eyes. "No man can be this huge!"
"But I am," I assured her. "And I'm going to get bigger and harder if you keep on playing with my cock!"
"I'm not.." she hesitated. While she paused I pressed myself forward so that the tip of my cock touched her lips. Without thinking about it she ran her tongue out and swiped it across my cock. "Umm, ah, Oh God!" she moaned.
Her grip tightened and she sped up her movements. Ms. Simington-Smythe was giving me a hand-job in the Department Conference Room. What if someone came in?
That didn't seem to occur to her. She was staring at the rapidly growing cock that she was now pumping with both hands! She didn't slow down, not even when she heard me start to gasp and moan in excitement.
She just kept pumping and pumping, watching her hands as they flew up and down my cock!
"I'm going to cum," I announced, "You're going to make me cum!"
She didn't even slow down. I wasn't sure if she had heard me. Her entire focus was on the cock that she was rubbing and stroking!
She stared as my cock head pulsed, flared larger and then spat out a long rope of cum. It struck her face and smeared across her glasses. She was huffing and puffing as she kept working. She didn't even flinch as I launched shot after shot of sperm that landed all over her.
I saw her tongue swipe across her lips, licking up cum that had splashed onto her. Still all of her attention was on watching me blow a huge load! She never even glanced at my face! She just milked me for all the juice she could get!
When it was clear that she had extracted all the cum that I had to offer her hands slowed and she let my now softening cock droop in front of her. She still didn't look at me. She seemed to be in some sort of mental fog.
She was looking at her hands as if she didn't believe that they were hers.
"Put that away and get out." she said. still without looking at me she. "This never happened!"
I tucked my still stiff cock back into my pants and went to the door.
As I left she was still sitting in her chair, unmoving. I wondered if she was having some sort of a seizure. But not enough for me to go back and try to talk to her!
The next day Ms. Simington-Smythe had me summoned to her office. She never called directly, she always had one of her underlings call or email or sometimes they would visit us on campus. I always figured they saw it as an excuse to get away from her.
I had spent the previous night having carnal relations with a young co-ed. She had enjoyed riding my cock until she had collapsed in ecstasy! After sucking a third load from me she had given me an enthusiastic tit-fuck with her proud 34-Double D tits. It had been fun and I was looking forward to getting home for a good night’s sleep before I was summoned.
So I showed up at her office at the time she had specified. Not early, not late. Right on time.
Of course she made me wait. Bitch.
After a while I was ushered into her office.
"You may leave, Esmerelda," she instructed the secretary. As it was now well past five o'clock and the rest of the office was empty her instruction seemed unneeded. I caught the secretary rolling her eyes as she fled the office.
Turning to me Ms. Simington-Smythe glared at me. She was on the verge of sneering as she launched into a speech about decorum, propriety and proper office behavior. The gist of it was that whatever had happened between us the previous day had been my fault and she was not going to put up with it any longer and blah, blah, blah.
As she was ranting I got more and more pissed. This woman had grabbed my cock and had given me a first class hand job! She had taken the initiative and given me what was one of the best hand jobs I have ever had. (Is there such a thing as a bad hand job?) Anyway, she had forced me to empty my balls! And somehow, in her mind, she had managed to make it my fault! She was going to report me! And blah, blah, blah!
So I stood up, walked around her desk and stood next to her. I stood very close to her. She pushed her chair as far away from me as she could but I just stepped up to her again.
She stopped talking, thank God, and just shrank back in her chair.
Her eyes flitted from my face to my groin and back. She could easily see the bulge forming as my cock grew.
"No," she was trying to be stern but it wasn't working.
"Your problem, Ms. Simington-Smythe," I told her, "is that you have no idea how to treat a man. You are bitchy and cold because that is the only way you know how to behave. I think it's because you are afraid of your own feelings, your own needs and cravings. You could be a hot, foxy, sex machine if you only had the courage. Let me show you!" I pulled her hand to my crotch and placed it over my rapidly expanding cock.
"No! That's not,” she gasped. "Don't you dare." Her voice died away. And she didn't take her hand off my hard-on.
"Take it out, bitch!" There was real iron in my voice.
"No, you can't make me!"
"Do It! Do it Now! We both know that you want to see my huge cock!"
She didn't look me in the eyes, but slowly she began to unfasten my belt.
"I can't believe I'm letting you make me do this," she complained. She didn't stop working however. In a moment she had pulled my pants down to my knees. She was staring at the bulge that my cock was making in my underwear. And she was running her hand up and down that bulging length!
"I'm not making you do anything," I pointed out. as she began to extract my hard-on from my underwear. "You're the one that is running both hands up and down my gigantic prong. And you love it, don't you, you bitch!"
"No," Her tongue came out to wet her lips. "I don't like holding your massive, rock hard penis in my hands! It's disgusting!" Her words were contradicted by the way she kept on stroking me and licking her lips. She never looked me in the face. All of her attention was on the big cock she was fondling thru my underwear.
"Go ahead," I encouraged her. "Remember how it felt yesterday? How hard, how hot it got in your hands while you stroked me? So go ahead, take it out and see what it feels like in your hands. See if it feels the same way today."
As I watched she pulled my cock down and then took her hands away, letting my cock spring out to bounce in front of her.
I could hear her panting as she stared in amazement.
"So big," she gasped. "So big, so long and thick." She seemed unaware that she was leaning closer and closer to my hard-on. Her tongue came out and she licked my cock from the balls to the cock head that was pulsing to my heart beat.
I put my hand on the top of her head gently. At the same time I pressed my cock head to her lips. I didn't force her. I just touched her lips with the tip of my lance.
She didn't react. She sat there for a moment. Then her lips parted and her tongue came out to lick across and around my cock head. While I watched she swabbed my cock head with her tongue and lips. I could hear soft sounds coming from her. She was sucking on the tip of my cock, lapping up the precum that was flowing from my huge cock.
She pulled back, gasping. She had both hands wrapped around me, one on top of the other. And there were still inches and inches of steel hard cock projecting from between her fists!
I pulled it from her grasp and started to lightly slap her face with my cock. She flinched a little but she didn't draw back. She just sat there and let me spank her cheeks with my hard-on.
I slapped her forehead with my cock head and then I fed my shaft back into her mouth.
"Mumph, mum, mum," she was making noises as she sucked on my cock head. Her head was rocking back and forth as she took my cock head into her mouth. I could feel her tongue wiggling against the bottom of my cock. She opened her mouth wider and pushed her tongue out to lick the bottom of my shaft.
She was still rocking her head forward and back and now she was taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. She was getting about four inches of me into her mouth and she was still making those soft little sounds of enjoyment while she worked.
She was holding the bottom half of my shaft in both hands. Squeezing and sliding her hands up and down she was milking my cock of the precum that was welling up from my balls. Occasionally she would move one hand down to caress my gonads which encouraged more precum to seep out of my cock and into her mouth.
She seemed to enjoy the taste. From time to time she would pull back to admire my stiff cock and to swallow the juices she had been holding in her mouth.
"I taste good, don't I, Ms. Simington-Smythe?"
She ignored my question. She just kept working away, sucking and licking my cock. She would run her lips and tongue up and down the shaft. She sucked and licked up all the juices she could find. And every once in a while she would push my cock against my abdomen. Then she would cup my balls in her hand while she licked them. She would pull one ball into her mouth and suck on it noisily before letting it drop. Then she would attack the other ball. She couldn't get both into her mouth at the same time, but she tried! Oh, yes. she tried!
It all felt amazing!
"I'm about to blow!" I announced. That seemed to catch her attention.
She pulled back a little to let my cock bounce in front of her. "Are you going to ejaculate? Are you ready to ejaculate a big load for me? Are you ejaculating?" She asked while still stroking me rapidly.
"Oh, yes. here I cum!" A massive blast of cum rocketed out from my cock. It arced across the desk and knocked over a picture frame sitting on the desk. Most of the rest ended up in her mouth while she jacked me off. She was swallowing quickly but there was still some that dribbled down her chin and onto her blouse.
When I was finally done she let me go and licked off her hands.
"I never heard of any man who could ejaculate in such proportions," she said. Even when talking about sex she was very formal and rigid in her choice of words. She was looking me in the eyes while cleaning herself up. She actually smiled at me as she licked and sucked up my cum from her fingers!
"Oh, dear, look at what you've done to Peter," she exclaimed. She picked up the picture frame which had been spattered with my first load. She laughed a little. "He would be so mortified!" She glanced at me, at my face, at my cock. "He isn't half the man you are! Not even close."
She paused to lick my jizz off the picture. I gathered that Peter was her fiancé. And here she was licking the cum of another man from his picture!
And enjoying it! "Oh, this tastes so good! I like it!"
"But this can't happen again! Get out! Clean yourself up and get out!" She pointed to the door.
I left. But I didn't think this would be the last time Ms. Simington-Smythe would taste my cum!
A Man Called "Horse" and his rider.
I didn't see Ms. Simington-Smythe for the rest of the week. I spent a fair amount of time getting to know how my newly enlarged genitals worked with a variety of hot young co-eds and staffers at the Institute. It turns out that a massively oversized cock and balls is extremely attractive to many women. At least the ones that I took to bed!
My sex life had gone from zero to well over the speed limit in almost no time at all. And I have to admit that I enjoyed every minute of it! Having sex on a regular basis did wonders for my self-esteem and my complexion!
So I was in a good mood as I settled into my regular seat for the Monday Staff Meeting.
Ms. Simington-Smythe gave me the same withering glare that she shared with everyone else.
It was only a few minutes after the meeting started that I felt something brush across my lap. Startled I looked down to see that Ms. Simingon-Smythe was caressing my upper thigh! I hadn't noticed but she had moved her chair a little closet to my side of the table. Close enough that she could reach my crotch under the table without anyone noticing!
She adroitly extracted my penis from my trousers! Within moments she had my rapidly hardening cock in her hand! Her long fingers and soft palm stroked and pulled on my cock without giving it away to anyone else in the meeting!
For the better part of two hours she played with me! Or rather, she played with my long penis shaft and head. She brought me to the edge of an orgasm time and again. Then she would back off and let me recover. She would palm my cock head and swirl her hand around. Smoothly stroking up and down, pausing to tickle my balls, she would encourage precum to leak copiously from my cock head. Some of it she would take on the tips of her fingers and dab it onto her lips where her tongue would pick it up for her to savor.
Twice she made me cum! I spurted rope after rope of jizz under the table, onto the underside of the table. If she had pointed me in the wrong direction I would have splashed cum onto the person across from me! Don't think old Dr. Pellas would have thought that was funny!
By the end of the meeting I was a wreck. I had cum twice and now I had a pulsing, throbbing, hard-on stretching more than a foot in front of me. I had no idea how I was going to get out of the room without others noticing me!
Ms. Simington-Smythe had a solution. As everyone was getting ready to leave she dropped a bunch of stuff in my lap and demanded that I help her get it to her office. With that junk as cover I managed to make it to her office without flashing anyone.
Once the door was shut behind us Ms. Simington-Smythe grabbed the stuff I'd been carrying, threw it onto the settee and pulled me to her using my cock as a handle.
"No fooling around now," she told me. She sank to her knees and pulled my cock into her mouth. "I just wanted to be sure that you are as erect as possible," she told me as she got back to her feet.
She turned her back on me, braced herself against her desk with one hand and pulled up her skirt with the other one. Crotchless pantyhose! My bitchy, intimidating, stern, un-feminine boss was wearing crotchless pantyhose! And no panties! She must have planned for this!
"I haven't been able to stop thinking about this massive penis!" she told me. "I kept remembering how it felt, how it was so smooth and so thick and so, so LONG! It's all I’ve been able to think about. And I have to feel what it is like to be penetrated by such a specimen! I want to know how it feels to be serviced your exceptionally large penis! So,”
"NoW!" she demanded. "NoW! Take that monster male appendage you have between your legs and push it into my vagina!" She was impatiently wiggling her ass as she spoke.
I ignored the verbiage, stepped up behind her and used both hands to position my rampant cock at the entrance to her cunt. It was dripping wet! She might talk like an old maid but her cunt was ready to be hammered by my cock!
So I did! I put some of my weight into it and began to press myself against her slippery cunt lips. It wasn't easy! It took me several moments to begin to make headway. Once I did though I pressed myself against her again and again. It was slow going but I was making progress!
And faster progress as she began pushing herself back against me. I was about half way into her when she stiffened, gasped and then let out a yell I thought could be heard across the quad! She was shaking and shivering in front of me, yelping and crying, biting her hand to try and stifle her sheiks of pleasure.
"Oh my God! That’s so good! I’ve never had an orgasm of such intensity!" She was collapsed across her desk in front of me, still trying to recover from what had to be a huge climax!
Her left hand slipped between her legs and her fingertips explored the area where her cunt lips were stretched tight trying to accommodate the massive girth of my cock.
"Oh, Dear God in Heaven, not even half way and yet more man-meat than I've ever encountered," she exclaimed. Her fingers were stroking my ball sack and running up and down between her cunt lips and the base of my cock. "So much more to go, So thick! So many more inches to cram into my poor little vagina! I can't wait. Don't make me wait!" She was almost pleading as she looked over her shoulder at me.
So I kept on. I pounded away at her while she tried to push herself against me even harder. I was still making slow progress. After another couple of inches managed to cram their way into her she had another cum, almost as strong as the first.
She was panting and sobbing in front of me, impaled on almost nine inches of cock. As I stood behind her she struggled to take off her blazer. She threw it toward the settee and reached back, trying to pull me toward her.
"You like that big hard, cock, don't you Ms. Simington-Smythe," I asked, confident that I knew the answer. "Well, go ahead, take as much as you can. I'll just stand here while you try and get your fill of the biggest, hardest cock you'll ever meet!"
I stood, arms crossed over my chest, as I looked down at her.
Something flashed in her eyes and she growled, "You bastard! You arrogant bastard! I'll show you, I'll , uh, huh, guh," She was pushing herself back against my immovable, rock hard cock.
"Oh, my Lord! So hard! So long! I need it so badly!"
Again and again she worked to force her cunt to take more of my immense cock. Her head dropped to rest in the desk top while her hands gripped the edge of the desk. She used both arms to pull herself back and forth. I could see her cunt getting stretched, being pushed inward as she drove herself back toward me, then being pulled thin as she let my cock slide back before she drove at me even harder!
She was huffing and puffing now as she worked. She had managed to take in another inch or two and I think she had had a couple of little orgasms while doing so.
Finally she pushed herself up on her arms and looked back over her shoulder at me.
"Please," she begged. "Oh, please! Help me! I want more of your big, your big, your huge, COCK!" She almost shouted the word. "Won't you help me take more!"
"What is it that you want, Ms. Simington-Smythe?" I asked.
"Oh, God, you bastard. You huge cocked bastard." This time she seemed to linger over the word 'cock'. "I want you to call me Penelope and I want you to drive your inhuman cock as deep into me as you can! Grab my hips and punish my vagina. Force me to take more of your magnificent COCK!"
"You want me to fuck you?" I prodded her. "You want me to fuck you with my big cock? Tell me exactly what you want, Penelope."
"Push, uh, push, ah, I mean, Fuck me! Fuck Me! I want you to Fuck my vagi, I mean, cunt, Fuck my cunt with your horse cock! Fuck me with that horse cock until I've taken it all. More! I want more! I need it all! Please fuck me!"
"It will be my pleasure, Penelope," There was a chuckle in my voice.
"Oh, God," she muttered as she turned back to face the far wall, "Oh, God, help me!"
I did exactly as she had asked. I grabbed her hips and pounded the hell out of her soaking wet cunt. I went faster and faster, harder and harder until the whole desk was getting moved across the room!
Penelope, Ms. Simington-Smythe, was just lying there taking the punishment that she had demanded. I was fucking her harder than I had ever fucked anyone and she was cumming and cumming and cumming.
"What do you want?" I demanded. "Tell me what you want!"
"Cock! I want cock!" she told me. "I want your horse-cock. I want that magnificent huge cock as deep in my cunt as possible. Don't stop, don't ever stop! Break my vagina, pound me to pudding! I want it all! All of It You huge-cocked fucker!"
"I can't get enough of it," she continued. "Fuck me until I can't take any more! Break my cunt with that magnificent horse-sized Cock! Please, I want you to crush my cunt! Fuck me hard, Harder! More More, Oh, My, God!" She was convulsing thru a huge cum while trying to push herself even further onto my steel hard cock!
Ten minutes later we were still going at it. She was no longer calling on me to keep going.
Now she was calling on God to help her, pleading with me to "stop, no, don't stop, make me take it, I can't take any more. Is there more? Oh God, there is more, so Much more!" And then she would go silent as she had another earth-shaking orgasm.
It was a lot of fun to watch. But I was getting close to cumming in her hot slimy, horny cunt. I had just about given her everything I had - there was only an inch or two that wasn't getting slammed into her. She was taking over a foot of cock with almost every stroke! And she was loving it!
"Where do you want it, Penelope? Where should I cum, you hot fucking slut?"
"Anywhere you want, horse-cock. Anywhere. I'm yours! Use me. Put your sperm anywhere! In my cunt, in my mouth! I just want all of it!"
"Here it comes, Penelope Simington-Smythe" I half shouted as I started to cum in her cunt. After three or four spurts I pulled out, yanked her off the desk onto the floor and slammed my cock into her mouth.
Both hands came up to stroke and pull on my cock as she took all that I had left to offer and drank it down.
"Mumm, mumps, so good," she said tiredly. "So much and so good! Did I get all of your horse cock?" she asked.
"Almost," I told her. "There was maybe an inch or two that you didn't get."
"I'll get it next time," she promised. "That was so good!" she was licking her lips and hands where there was some sperm spillage.
"Help me up," she asked.
Together we managed to sprawl on the settee. She pushed her blazer to the floor and lay there. Her skirt was askew, her blouse had pulled free of her waist band.
She reached over with one hand to grip my still stiff hard-on.
"Dear God, you are still erect?" she asked wonderingly. "Look at this, Peter! He's still strong and ready to go! You would be snoring by now! But look at this huge cock! So stiff, so long and hard! What a Man!" She was addressing the picture of her fiancé that was facing us on the desk. She was reverently holding my cock in both hands. Her tongue came out to lick her lips as she continued to marvel at the size of my shaft.
"I'm going to take advantage of this young man's enormous penis, Peter. You have never satisfied me like he just did and he's going to do it again right now!"
She squirmed out of the skirt revealing surprisingly supple legs. Her hips were svelte and shapely. From what I could tell her waist was slender.
She started to unbutton her blouse. As I watched she revealed a heavy duty bra. A bra that was larger than I expected. Much larger than I expected. I'd never noticed, Ms. Simington-Smythe, Penelope, had never shown, any hint of the pulchritude I was getting a glimpse of now. I had considered her bulky, fat even. It seems I had been mistaken.
"Man, you got some big tits under there, don't you Penelope?" Yeah, I know, I'm a class act, right?
"Young man," she responded sliding back into her snooty managerial attitude. "I do Not have big tits, as you so crassly put it." She struggled to her feet to stand in front of me. "'Big tits' would connate a Double D or E cup size. Huge tits fall between F-cup and Triple H cups. I'm larger even than that." She was standing, hands on hips, thrusting her chest forward.
She looked down at me over the ledge of tit flesh that was barely contained by her bra. "I," she stressed the personal pronoun, "I, have gigantic tits!" She began running her hands over the massive cups of her bra. I swear I could hear sounds of stress coming from the fabric that encased almost all of her immense bosoms. There was a swelling of flesh escaping where her tits were pushed together forming a cleavage and more escaping near her armpits. Whatever size brassiere she was wearing it was just a little too small to contain her magnificently gigantic bosom.
She smiled proudly down at me. She pushed her upper arms together forcing even more cleavage to appear.
"Thirty-six Double M," she bragged while watching for my reaction. "This bra is a little undersized perhaps. I should revisit my seamstress. I have all my intimate garments custom made. I can't find my proper sizes at Sears, you know!" she had a proud and haughty look in her face as she told me this.
"Wow," was all I could say.
"Why? Do you like tits? Are you attracted by my gigantic thirty-six Double M cup bosom?" She was sneaking a peek at me from under her eyebrows as she said this. She had to know the answer!
"I’m a tit man," I admitted. "The bigger the better, as far as I'm concerned. And I've never seen tits this size before I my entire life!"
My hands had joined hers, running my hands over the fabric of the bra, caressing the flesh that was peeking out here and there. I half expected her to object but she just sighed happily. She looked from my face to her chest and back again as we both continued to fondle her amazingly large (gigantic) tits in their bra.
"Help me get out of this," she asked as she turned away from me to allow me access to her bra catches. Five heavy duty connections held the three inch wide band together.
When I finally released the last fastener she turned back to me. Holding my cock with both hands she stroked and fondled me for a few moments while making happy sounds. Her bra lay on the floor, forgotten.
"So big and hard. What's you first name?" she inquired.
"Horace," I told her.
"Horace? Horse, more likely," she giggled while rubbing my stiff cock against her abdomen. "I'm going to call you Horse! It's fitting!"
"Now, Horse, sit down on the sofa and let me try to sink my poor empty vagina onto your massive penis! Watch this, Peter, see how poorly you compare with my Horse!" she was sneering in the direction of his picture.
She pulled my erection between her legs as she straddled me in a reverse cowgirl position. She leaned a little away from me as she slotted my cock between her cunt lips. With a heartfelt groan she began to let her weight drive her down on my cock.
Rising and falling in small movements she began to fuck herself on me.
She was panting and groaning as she began to make progress. "Look Peter, look! I'm only a few inches down his horse sized shaft and he is already giving me more than you ever could! I love it! How did I not learn this before! I need COCK! BIG HORSE COCK! Not your little Peter pecker! So tiny! Not enough for me now!"
She leaned back against me and pulled my mouth to hers. She gave me a scorching kiss.
"I want you to handle my bosom, Horse! Grab my gigantic tits and squeeze and play with them! I need to feel your big strong hands on my tits! Pinch my nipples and pull on my teats!"
I followed her directions for the next five or ten minutes. During that time Penelope managed to take over half of the massive organ that she was riding! And in doing so she had at least three orgasms that I counted.
"I love this so much, Horse! So fucking much! So hard, So long, so BIG," she exulted while riding me. Her hands were on my knees now as she slammed her hips up and down. I couldn't reach her boobs any longer but I slapped her ass from time to time just to let her know that I was here.
Finally, apparently worn out, Penelope slid off my still hard shaft and lay on the floor in front of me. She managed to roll over and beckoned me to her.
"Slide that huge cock between my gigantic tits," she directed. "Peter used to love to do this. I think it'll be even better with your huge cock! Let me just get it wet," She pulled herself to my cock and ran her tongue and lips up and down my shaft before reclining on the rug and urging me to climb onto her torso.
I slotted my hard-on between those incredible melons and began rocking back and forth.
Penelope used both hands and her forearms to force her tits around my cock. When she pressed hard I disappeared from view. When she released her grip a little she could reach out with her tongue to lick my cock as I powered back and forth in her cleavage.
"Ha a ha ha ha," she chortled, "Look little pecker Peter! You always disappeared when we did this! But I can lick and suck on this massive cock even while he's pounding my gigantic boobs! So much fun! I can't believe how big his cock is! So fucking big." She had slid one hand down to her cunt and was stroking her clit as I worked away.
I admired how her over-sized mammaries jiggled and bounced as we moved together. I felt her stiffen into a mini orgasm as she kept working her tits against my cock. We both were enjoying it.
"I'm about to cum, Penelope, I'm on the edge." I announced.
"Oh, good! Cum for me, Horse! Cum on my gigantic bosom and on my face and in my mouth! Cum all over me! Empty your balls onto me! I love it so much! You taste so good, I can't get enough of you!"
The first spurts were captured between her tits, the next several landed on her face, lips and open mouth. Then she slid out from under me and jacked me off over her huge tits as she hung them in front of me. Her mouth was kissing and licking my nipples as she milked me for all that I had to offer. I was panting when she finally let me go and cuddled up next to me.
"I love your taste, Horse," she was pushing her tits up to her lips so she could clean me off of her. She savored every drop she could collect. What she couldn't reach with her mouth she scrapped up with her fingers and then sucked them into her mouth.
"So, so good," she sighed. "And you seem to cum so much! More than any man I've ever known. So Much more than poor little pecker Peter. I like drinking all that you have to offer!"
My cock was resting across my groin. It was finally limp after all the activity we had had.
Penelope's hand rested on my thigh and I could feel her immense bosom against my rib cage as we rested.
We kissed for a moment and then again. I allowed my hand to cradle one of the biggest tits I'd ever encountered. So large! My hand was not up to the task of really controlling her tit. But it was so soft and yet firm at the same time. Her tits jutted from her chest. The projected strongly in front of her as she snuggled up to me. Her nipples were still hard and jutted out another half inch in front of her. I couldn't resist tweaking and gently pulling on them. She sighed as I did so. She enjoyed my playing with her tits as much as I did!
And as I fooled around with her tits her hand began to flutter over my cock and balls. She cupped my balls in one hand while the other gently stroked my shaft with just her thumb and forefinger.
Penelope pulled a cushion off the settee and told me to lie down.
As I did she knelt between my legs. She smiled up at me as she began to lick and tickle my cock with her tongue. Slowly, as she kept on stroking me she took me into her mouth.
"I want more, Horse! I want everything that you can give me! I've never been so well treated as you have treated me today. I just want to suck on your cock. I want to make it hard again and I want you to ejaculate, I want you to cum down my throat! Now, let me get started," she bent over me. I could feel her tits against the inside of my thighs as she worked.
She was grinning and giggling as she worked. She stopped from time to time to admire her work. I was getting longer and harder as she kept working. She was cooing and murmuring little endearment to my enlarging cock as she went.
"You big, thick cock! What a big cock you are, I love a big cock. You are the largest I've ever encountered. I want to have you as deep into my throat as I can get you, I want you to cum for me, I want you to spew your jizz for me! Into my mouth, down my throat. Umm, everywhere, you horse cocked stud!"
Again and again she swanned her neck to take me into her throat. She pushed herself deeper and deeper each time. She was taking just over a foot of rock hard cock each time. I could see her throat bulge with the girth of my cock as she worked. She would take as much as she could and then she would bounce up and down, then she would withdraw and circle my cock head with her tongue, suck up all the fluids she could find, pull my head into her mouth and play with me with her tongue before she would start the long trip down to the base of my shaft.
She did this again and again, smiling up at me as she worked.
"Penelope, you are going to make me cum," I told her.
"Oh, goodie! Please cum for me, Horse! Empty your massive balls into my mouth! I want to swallow you all up! Cum for me, please!" Her hands were stroking me while she spoke and I started to cum as she pulled me into her mouth.
"Um, um, ah, Oh, Um!" she took everything I had to offer. She never took her lips off my cock while she swallowed every drop. She didn't even slow down.
She had drawn all of my cum out of my balls but she didn't seem to be done. She kept sucking me, I started to soften but she didn't give up. She fondled my balls while still sucking on my cock.
And several minutes later she reached her objective as I came again!
And again she took it all, savored all of it and drank me dry!
Finally she nestled up to me. She pulled my hands to her chest while kissing my neck and shoulders.
"I can't get enough of you, Horse," she admitted. "I want you, I want you again. I will want you tomorrow and the next day. I will never get enough of you."
"But I have a position to maintain. I will fuck and suck you every chance I can. I want to have your horse cock in me, between my legs, between my titties, between my lips and down my throat. Everywhere and all the time. But we will have to be discreet! You understand, don't you? I'm a Department Supervisor. You are going to be a great success but for now you are an Assistant Professor. So, mum's the word! Okay?" She leaned over and drove her tongue down my throat to emphasize the point.
She pulled back to look me in the eyes.
"Now, just one more time," She pushed me onto my back and dove onto my cock.
Two weeks later:
"Don't touch me, you animal," she snarled. She turned to me in the elevator and slapped me left handed. Slapped me in front of the others sharing the elevator.
"Sorry," I muttered. "I lost my balance. I didn't mean to put my hand on your shoulder!"
"Next time you 'lose your balance' just fall over! I don't like to be touched!" she said.
All the time that this was going on she continued to pull and jerk on my erection with her right hand. She hid that action behind the folds of the coat that she had on. She was stroking my hard-on in a rapid movement alternating with cupping my ball sack which she had also removed from my pants! She had begun fondling me as we waited for the elevator in the lobby. That others joined us on the elevator didn't slow her down in the slightest!
Ms. Simington-Smythe had a funny idea of what being "Discreet" meant. She had her hands in my groin almost every time we got together! She fondled me while we sat next to each other in meetings. Once, I sat across from her instead of next to her. She was pissed! She glared at me the whole time which probably seemed normal to the others in the meeting. I mean she glared at every one. But under the table she had managed to snake her foot into my lap and she was teasing my cock with her toes!
Ms. Simington-Smythe was getting bolder and bolder in her advances toward me. At first she had contained herself to when we were alone in the office, in meetings or the like. She had made me her Executive Assistant almost at once after that amazing fuck session in her office. It meant a big hike in pay compared to my Associate Professorship. She had transferred Esmerelda to another department and had had my desk moved into her office so that she could "More closely monitor your work."
My 'work' often entailed standing next to her while she conducted work with her right hand and stroked my hard-on with her left. When she sensed that I was close to cumming she would put her call on hold long enough to have me empty my balls into her mouth! She loved to swallow my cum! She claimed that it was enough nourishment that she didn't need to eat lunch! She would have lunch brought in for me and while I ate she would suck on my cock or give me a hand job. And after lunch but before we resumed work she would sprawl across her desk while I pounded her cunt with my rampant cock.
Her sex drive was amazing. No matter how much we fucked, no matter how much she milked from my balls she always would demand more!
Now she was fondling my crotch in public. Concealed only by the way her coat draped over her actions she would swirl her hand around my cock head which she had pulled from my pants. She would slowly stroke my hard-on until I was stiff as a board. And sometimes she would find a way to jack me off into her other hand while engaged in innocent conversations! She loved doing these things in public!
So here we were, exiting an elevator half filled with co-workers and staff! She had a firm grip on my fully erect penis.
"I'm sorry I slapped you," she told me as she hustled me down the hall. "But I have a reputation to maintain. I’ll make it up to you, Horse!"
Pulling me along behind her she strode rapidly to her office and slammed the door shut behind us.
Almost before the door closed she was on her knees sucking feverishly on my big cock head.
"Mumph, mum, mumph, gasp, huh! Mine! Give me your cum! I need to get a mouthful of your cum! Now!" She was pounding her fists up and down my hard-on.
With a grunt of release I spurted into her wide open mouth. She didn't lose a drop. She climbed out of her coat one sleeve at a time and let it lie on the floor as she pulled me to the settee across from her desk.
She pulled my pants down to my ankles.
"I'm glad to see you've given up wearing underwear," she told me. "It makes it easier for me to get at the goodies!" She was stroking my still hard cock with one hand. The other hand was pulling her skirt up to her waist. She was wearing crotch-less pantyhose again. It was her standard these days. Her smoothly shaved cunt was dripping wet and her cunt lips were swollen with lust.
Lying back she grabbed my hard-on with both hands and forced my cock head into her cunt. Grunting with the effort she tossed her hips toward me and began to force herself up my shaft.
"I want you, I need you. To fuck me as hard-on as you can," she demanded. "You're the only man who can satisfy me now! The only one big enough! The only one who can fulfill my needs! You've ruined me for other men! Poor Peter pecker did his best last night. I barely felt him! All I had to do was pull him to my bosom, sigh in his ear and he was done! Useless, limp little Peter's pecker, so sad! I'm done with him! So fuck me until I cum and then do it again and again! I don't have any appointments this afternoon so we can fuck for hours!
And we did. I noticed at some point that she had tossed the picture frame that used to be on her desk into the trash.
She rode me until she couldn't ride me anymore. She came again and again. She pulled several loads of cum from me and then she had me mount her while she lay under me. She would handle her tits, suck on her nipples and stretch her tongue out to lick her tits. She loved to have me cum on her so she could suck up the cum.
And she would give me amazing blow jobs to get me ready to fuck her again.
A week later:
"Do you know what today is?" Penelope asked me as she took off her blazer and stood in front of me. She was wearing a white blouse as usual. But this one had a zipper instead of buttons.
She slowly pulled the zipper down over her mammoth tit ledge. As she lowered that zipper her gigantic tits started to surge outward. Finally they burst forth, flinging the blouse halves to either side. Encased in an overstuffed, low cut bra they shivered and shook as she bounced them with her hands for me to admire.
As I watched, entranced she pulled both of them out of the bra cups to hang proudly in front of her. Her nipples were hard and looked like they were begging to be sucked!
"No, I don't know what day it is," I said having finally found my voice.
"Today is Tuesday," she told me. "Today is Titty-fucking Tuesday. And that is what we are going to do today!" She was rolling her tits around her chest, mashing them together and against her rib cage. She piled the left tit up onto the right tit and then reversed their position. She pulled on her nipples, pulling her tits into amazing cones that stretched more than two feet in front of her. Then she let go and we both watched as the snapped back and jellied to a stop. Watching her gigantic 36 double M cup tits wiggle and shake was exciting as hell. It got both of us worked up. Penelope reveled in her ability to excite me with her tits.
She knelt in front of me, pulled off my pants and proceeded to tit-fuck the hell out of my big cock. She spent most of half an hour teasing me, bringing me to the edge of cumming and then letting me cool down while she played with my cock. She finally took me over the edge and I shot off an amazing load of cum.
Penelope cooed and giggled with pleasure as she cleaned me up. Then she began spanking her tits with my shaft. Any hint of softening vanished while she abused her nipples and boobs with my fully erect shaft!
She took a bottle of hand cream from her purse and had me slather it over her boobs. Then she captured my cock between her tits and proceeded to pound them up and down until I shot cum into the air. Most of it landed on her boob, but some got on her face and in her hair. She didn't mind, she pulled all that she could reach into her mouth and then went back to work on my hard-on.
She used my cock head to beat her nipples, wiped my cock across her tits and slapped her tits with my cock. Then she centered my cock on her teat and pressed herself against it. My cock head disappeared, encased by her flesh. I could feel her stiff nipple crushed against my hard-on before she pulled back and did the same thing with her other tit. They were so big!
Penelope really loved my reaction to her chest. She would tease me, wear slutty little outfits in the office and when she had me sufficiently aroused she would get me to fuck her until we were both worn out.
She's making noises like she wants me to move in with her. But I'm not sure. I can barely keep up with her at work. What would it be like if we lived together? I'm not sure I would survive! But,
To be continued in part 7, Based on a post by D D D Dave for Literotica.