AVERAGE PLEASE, Abbey's Story FFM, FM
written by:
Huntergirl 34

Who said "Size Matters"?

As a young woman I was naïve about such matters. There were all kinds of myths being perpetuated among my coworkers, all seemingly fueled by the intoxicants that we consumed while enjoying a cocktail after work. While some of my female associates spoke freely of their sexual trysts I was more conservative and thought such topics to be taboo. Wow how things changed.

My boss Samantha, we called her Sam, was most entertaining when it came to discussing sex. She was well travelled in more ways than one. Old enough to be my mother, but still as hot as the desert sun at high noon. When she spoke of such things all of her young underlings listened attentively, hanging on every word especially once she got to the steamy taboo topic of discussing certain parts of the male anatomy.

Sam referred to her lover's sex organ as "Penis, Dick, Cock and Schlong". I didn't get it right away; I guess my lack of understanding of the varying references made obvious my minimal experience with men. Just the same it didn't take long for her descriptive tales of lust and sex to peak my curiosity.

When listening to her stories I noticed that she most often referred to the male sex organ as a dick, typical or so I thought. Many of her tales referred to that body part one way and then when discussing it another day she would refer to it as a cock and once as a schlong. It was those latter references when I noticed how her level of excitement would change. When she referred to her man as having a penis she seemed almost depressed as she told that story, which would be full of ridicule towards that lover.

It took a while for my naïve brain to realize it, but she was using the varying references to the male anatomy as an inference to size. Dicks were average, Cocks were larger than average, a Penis inferred a small or below average endowment and a Schlong was like the mother load. Most conversations were carried on in a normal tone, using the descriptive as "Dick or Penis".

When she began telling us about her lover's "Schlong", Sam's level of exuberance was off the charts. She could not sit still fidgeting in her seat and dropping a hand under the table while she spoke. Her speech would become broken, interrupted by spells of what appeared to be sheer pleasure, her eyes would flutter then she would shake it off and carry on. I just thought here is a woman that really gets into her story telling, oblivious to the real facts.

Our little group had formed somewhat of a routine, dropping in to our favorite pub three times per week at the end of our selected days. On Friday's we discussed plans for the weekend, Wednesdays or other mid week days were more of a BS session where we spoke of office politics and the like and Monday's were reserved for divulging all of the juicy details from the latest weekend happenings. Obviously we all looked forward to Mondays.

The Monday that changed everything for me occurred at about the same time that I came to realize the inference to size by Sam's descriptive. Our get together had been changed to a later time than usual starting that week in an attempt to ditch a group of guys who were continually harassing us. The time was set after dinner at eight o'clock. The change was nice as it gave us a chance to get home and change into something more comfortable.

That night Sam arrived in a tight sleeveless button down blouse neglecting to fasten the top three buttons, complimented by a stretchy tight mid thigh mini, bare legs and strappy stilettos. In contrast to her normal up-do her auburn hair was sprayed and picked leaving her with that alluring just laid look. Her bright red lips gleamed and if that didn't catch your attention her shapely curves would. She was tall, with long slender legs beautifully flared but tapered hips, a flat slim tummy but not chiseled, a curvy butt, and a set of delicious looking breasts, not large, a B cup most likely. She looked drop dead gorgeous that night.

Following tradition once the third round was ordered some one had to start the tell all of the past weekend activities. It was Sam's turn to start, and chomping at the bit so to speak. She couldn't sit still, fidgeting in her seat until summoned to commence.

She started with her elbows on the table drawn together, sort of hoisting herself up. Her arms bunching her breasts together forcing her half open blouse outward providing a perfect view of her otherwise bare tits. I was mesmerized not just by her beauty but by her confidence as well. I remember thinking "I could never dress so provocatively" but she wore it well. When she excitedly mentioned the word "Schlong" the unfamiliar cliché grabbed mine as well as the rest of the group's attention.

Sam went onto describe how she had gone out with a man name Samuel. Until that conversation I hadn't made the connection to size. When she stated that slang reference, one of Sam's hands dropped beneath the table, sitting next to her I was able followed its descent.

My jaw probably dropped at what I saw her do next. Her skirt was already hiked up to the crease of her thigh and hip, her hand pulled the material back towards her even more than it was. She clinched her thumb, pinky and the next digit leaving her index and middle fingers protruding from her fist. To my surprise she began rubbing her crotch, her access apparently unrestricted by the absence of panties. When she used her favorite slang word a second time those fingers disappeared from sight driven deep between her folds.

I sat there shocked, my eyes burning as I watched intently. I could hear Sam speaking but only was able to focus on the odd word such as "Schlong", "Cunt and Pussy". Each time she described Samuel's cock she pulled her fingers outward and quickly thrust them back into herself flexing from her wrist. She was masturbating right in front of us, and it was making me equally as horny.

Everyone else at our booth hung on her every word. Sam's actions had gone unnoticed to the rest of the group but I was drawn to watch.

Unbeknown to me at the time she had noticed that I was watching so Sam began playing it up for my benefit and hers no doubt. My mind had blocked out all words except those referring to the certain vulgarities. My heart pounded in my chest, the blood pulsing through my veins echoing in my ears. Sam spread her legs wider until her knee rest against mine, her hand thrust faster and her hips began to rock ever so slightly.

I could see a tuft of dark pubes appear and disappear as she thrust her hand in and out of her at an increasing pace. The intensity of my stare was so great that I felt tears dribbling down my cheeks but I didn't flinch. My own hand had fallen between my thighs and was working at my clit rubbing it through my tight jeans.

It wasn't until I got a waft of Sam's sexy aroma that I tuned everyone else out entirely. It was intoxicating I had drawn in her spicy scent through my nostrils. My eyes closed tightly while I savored the pleasurable sensations coursing through my pussy as I focused on my self induced orgasm. Finally when I heard a roar of laughter I knew that I was busted. My eyes sprang open and I panned the table only to become overwhelmed with embarrassment.

All eyes were on me, Sam had stopped speaking and her hand had stilled but lingered under the table. I was perspiring and breathing heavily heaving my breasts up and down as I came off my erotic high. The other girls took their turns verbally yet jokingly jabbing at me.

One by one the other women began to leave; eventually I was alone with Sam. Still sitting side by side she turned to me and asked, "Did you enjoy that?"

I wasn't sure if she was referring to me watching, or the fact that I too masturbated at the table either way I did enjoy it, "Oh god yes" I confessed surprisingly!

"Would you like another cocktail?" Sam asked.

Feeling slightly tipsy already I knew that I shouldn't but I agreed anyway.

Once our drinks arrived we began to discuss Sam's story. I confessed my naivety, explaining that only that night had I caught on to her references to the male anatomy. Then I had asked bravely, "So what does it feel like to have a schlong inside of you?"

Sam giggled wildly then replied with a question, "Don't tell me you didn't hear my story?"

I was oblivious, and shamelessly admitted that I was so turned on by what she was doing under the table that I had only heard her say the descriptive words like "Fuck, Suck, Schlong, and Cunt" nothing else registered.

She continued to giggle at my honest admission, and then began to explain. She shifted her self in the booth so that she faced me. Her back now leaning against the corner as she drew up her left leg bent at the knee. She moved the table cloth away so that it only draped over her left thigh. Her position provided me an unobstructed view of her sopping wet pussy and she didn't even attempt to cover herself when the waitress returned with yet another drink.

I was already tipsy and beyond the legal limit for driving, which meant I would have to take a cab home. Being a young woman taking a cab alone this late at night was not the wisest of ideas, so I made my concerns known asking that we share a fare. Of course Sam had a better idea, "Look why don't I call Samuel and he can give us both a ride." Of course I missed the implied meaning of her suggestion so I eagerly agreed.

Sam took out her cell phone and dialed her man; they had a brief conversation ending with, "see you soon". After she tossed the phone back into her purse she continued to describe her encounter with Samuel.

She asked, "Have you ever heard the saying once you've had black you'll never go back?"

Again I had to confess my naivety, and shrugged by shoulders quizzically.

Sam laughed at me recognizing my totally oblivious expression and carried on; "Well that saying implies that black guys are bigger than white guys, and once you have it big you'll always want it big. It's true, well at least that last part for me anyhow. I have been with a lot of men, and I have been lucky enough to experience a few good cocks, but it took me over twenty years before I discovered that really big cocks do exist."

As Sam spoke she relaxed her posture and dropped her hand back to her lap. Luckily the pub was not busy and dimly lit by this time, that and the fact that we were sitting at the back of the pub in a fairly large booth helped conceal her exposure. While I watched and listened I slid myself back against the opposite corner of the booth. I found that my jeans were making me uncomfortable, the heavy denim seam digging into my crotch.

I shifted to the left then to the right. Recognizing my discomfort Sam suggested that I loosen my jeans. By then I had consumed more alcohol than I needed and it was allowing me to abandon my inhibitions. That and the fact that I was still extremely horny led me to eagerly comply with her suggestion. I unfastened the button, and then slid my zipper down. Before proceeding further I nervously looked over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching us. Trying to be inconspicuous I shimmied my jeans partially over my ass. As I did I grabbed the corner of the table cloth and draped it over my panty clad cunt.

Sam just smiled as I maneuvered my body until I was able to do as she was doing, and began rubbing my clit. The waitress approached again this time with our tab, "Look I am going off shift now so I need you to clear your tab, would you like anything before we settle up?"

We both replied no, Sam bent forward to grab her purse and as she did the table cloth curled forward covering her nakedness. The other women from our group had left money on the table and once the waitress calculated the difference Sam dropped a couple of bills leaving the young woman a generous tip. Taking her money she turned and left us alone to complete our discussion on big cocks "schlongs" as Sam called them.

Sam closed her purse and continued, "The first time I was with Samuel it was like it was my first time loosing my virginity all over. He was huge I was excited but afraid that he might hurt me. He quickly assured me though that penetration wouldn't be much of a problem but taking all of him, that would be the challenge."

I sat listening watching Sam as she circled her clit with the tips of her fingers alternating between a light caress and a more vigorous rub, then she parted her fingers slipping her clit in between as she rubbed back and forth.

Although my inhibitions had been reduced by the alcohol and my lusting I could not be as brazen as Sam, my hands mimicked her actions but beneath the concealment of my panties. My nub was still engorged so it didn't take long before I was feeling the delightful sensations emanating from my pussy again.

Sam explained how Samuel pleased her orally before attempting penetration. She went on to describe how his large bulbous head slid into her with little difficulty but once inside she felt fuller than she expected. He rippled along her vaginal walls as he began to slowly stroke his big cock in and out of her. Apparently she had cum almost instantly, she said "luckily too, or he would have never been able to fuck me the way he did."

As she continued her explanation of their sex her index and middle fingers had slid inside of her glistening pussy. Her vulva was free of pubes just as I had suspected she had a small tuft of curls pointing down towards her slit.

Although somewhat drunk I was still aware of what we were doing. The thrill achieved from such a lewd public act was just short of addictive. Without someone's approach I couldn't have brought myself to stop as I am sure Sam couldn't have either.

The description of the sex continued for only a few more minutes. We were both rapidly approaching the climax to our actions. Her breathing had become labored as she focused on her pleasure. When she described how his cock swelled just before he erupted emptying his balls into he slick sheath. Those words were enough to send me crashing through an intense orgasm. For a second I had forgot where we were and thrust my hips upward slamming into the table knocking over our empty glasses, making an awful clanging noise sure to draw attention.

The noise brought our actions to an abrupt halt. We looked at each other in a shocked stare then quickly turned to see a waitress coming our way. Without thinking I reached my hand to upright our glasses. My fingers wet with my own juices. Sam sat quietly glaring at the murky ooze coating my fingers.

The waitress came and took our glasses and asked, "Will that be all ladies?" I was not sure if she meant will that be all we need to drink or would we kind enough to leave. Either way it was time to go. Once the waitress left I slid my jeans back up over my butt and remakred, "I guess we might need to find a new meeting place now?" as we crawled out from the booth.

Once we were outside Sam directed me towards a pick up truck that was parked and still running. This was our ride. We climbed in still giggling over what we had done. Sam introduced me to her construction worker friend Samuel. He was a fairly large man indicative to his manhood I guessed.

The short ride back to my house went by quickly. When Samuel pulled up in front Sam slid out of the truck so I could make my exit. The seat was much higher up than I had expected and in my somewhat drunken state I ended up on my ass. Samuel shut his truck off and came around to help me up. I was not hurt nor was I too drunk to walk. But his gesture was polite and I did my best to innocently grope at his crotch when he helped me, seeking confirmation of Sam's description.

Sam took notice of my flailing hands and snickered quietly as her man helped me to my feet. Then Samuel did something totally unexpected he took the keys from my hand and handed them to Sam, and scooped me up in his big strong arms and carried me up the walk to my front door. I knew that I should have felt awkward, maybe even frightened, having this big hunk of a man pick me up so easily and carry me off. Perhaps it was the affects of the alcohol but I had my arms wrapped around his neck and just stared into his eyes as we made our way into the house.

I didn't want them to leave so I directed Samuel to take me to my bedroom, faking a sore ankle. I heard Sam lock the door behind us and then something she said earlier clicked, "Samuel can give us both a ride." A big shit eating grin spread across my face as I made this realization. Tonight I was going to experience the pleasures of "schlong" as Sam would say.

Samuel was still bent over pulling his arms from under me, when Sam slipped onto the bed beside me. She had already unbuttoned her blouse exposing her perfect teardrop shaped tits and was reaching for the waistband of my jeans.

My expression must have betrayed my lustful feeling, as Samuel stood back and cautioned Sam, "Maybe you should ask her if she wants to fuck before you go about stripping her?"

Sam paused but only for a split second looking into my eyes intently, my lips turned upward and she quickly unzipped my jeans and had them off in an instant. My hands had gone to her skirt and were tugging it down over her slender thighs; she lifted one knee then the other as I pulled the stretchy material from her body.

Simultaneously we removed our tops leaving Sam totally naked and I clad in a pushup bra and thong. I reached behind my back and loosened the clasp allowing the straps to slide down my arms and away from me. I thought briefly about covering my breasts but there was no use Samuel was already kneeling on the bed brushing my arms aside as he lowered his hot lips to an erect nipple.

It is not that I had never had my nipples sucked before but never by a complete stranger and never with another naked woman in the room. Before I knew it Sam was pushing me back to the bed with her lips engulfing my other nipple. I cannot explain the sensations, it was as though my tits were connected to my pussy and as they sucked on my nipples they drew a subtle orgasm from my depths. It washed over me like the most pleasurable wave of desire that I had ever experienced.

The thought of being with another woman was always of curious interest to me, though I never had the courage to pursue such thoughts before that night. The two young inexperienced men that I had been with were clumsy and unintentionally rough. Those experiences were what inspired my curiosity. Now there I lay being devoured by not only a sensual woman but also a gentle man who possessed a large cock.

The lips that had engulfed each nipple were equally as hot as the others; the only distinction between what I was feeling was the difference in texture of their tongues. One was wider and rough, the other soft and sleek each swirled over my swells of flesh with equaled skill.

A gentle hand had slid under the waistband of my thong and was rubbing my swollen clit. The pleasure was intense and I found myself thrashing my legs about impatiently as I imagined one of the two Sam's going down on me. Samuel's lips pulled away from my right breast, trailing the tip of his tongue along my hot skin.

Finally my thong was removed and Samuel drew his wide rough tongue up through my slit then gently engulfing my clit with his searing hot lips. It was the first time I had experienced oral sex and I became totally lost in the sensations. I thought if Samuel's cock was any where near as talented as his tongue I would be cumming all night.

Sam had moved over top of me straddling my waist lowering her tits to my face. As I rose up to meet her I parted my lips and I gently sucked her small nipple into my mouth. It was difficult to really get into it since my pussy was quivering from the pleasures provided by Samuel's tongue. Yet the excitement that coursed through my veins as I sucked Sam's breast nearly took me over the edge.

Sam ground her wet cunt lips against my pelvic bone, sliding her hips backwards. I could feel her wetness slip over me. Oh my, that was so exhilarating; at that moment I could have pushed Samuel away and rubbed our cunts together until we exploded. I thought I might get that opportunity when he pulled his lips away from my clit, but rather than shifting positions Sam just rose her hips.

Samuel placed his hands on ass pulling her cheeks apart diving his tongue into Sam's wanting hole. She thrust her hips backwards to meet him pulling away from me. A shrill squeal escaped her lips as my teeth raked along her taught bullet shaped nipple.

With her breasts now hovering above my own she dropped her head to mine. Our eyes stared into each other's as our lips became entwined in a passionate embrace.

Sensational thrills coursed through by body at one end a man had been lapping at my slit driving his tongue into my increasingly wet opening. My pelvis was being ground by another female's, our breasts mashed together and our lips locked while our tongues wrestled.

When Samuel switched from Sam's slit to mine I was already breathless, my pussy nearing a volcanic eruption. Samuel was a master at eating pussy and he had mine oozing girl cum in no time.

Finally it was all more than I could take and my body convulsed violently, my vaginal walls were flooded with the most amazing orgasm that I could have ever imagined. My back arched upward almost throwing Sam off the bed as she tumbled to my side.

The lips still swirling around my clit had to be stopped I couldn't take it. I noticed an incredible yearning within me. I wanted a cock, no a schlong, inside of me and I needed it that very instant.

I pushed Samuel away from my pussy and he knew that I was ready. The large naked man knelt up between my legs; I looked down at his cock as it swayed heavily from one thigh to the other, gasping at its size. Without taking a measurement I could only guess that his dick was all of nine inches long and quite thick. I kept reminding myself that how Sam referred to it but that seemed so be such an unfamiliar term for me.

Sam had pulled herself up and bent towards my splayed legs, I tensed thinking she was going to lower her mouth to my over stimulated clit. But instead she parted her lips and inhaled Samuels's bulbous cock head wrapping her lips over the thick rim and sucking ravenously.

My needy impatience got the best of me and I had to ask, "Oh please just fuck me. I need your cock now." As I spoke those words I raised my hips off the bed bringing my wet pussy inline with his crotch, more or less pushing Sam out of the way as his cock popped from her lips.

With his meaty shaft still in her firm grip, she guided him towards me, parting my slimy pussy lips with her free hand. Finally Samuel's beautiful cock nudged my slick opening. His engorged head slowly pressed forward meeting only slight resistance as he penetrated my folds.

The sensations were different than expected, it was tight but there was no pain not even discomfort at least not yet. After a few seconds he had the head of his cock inside of me. I felt full and wanted to sheath his full length but my legs began to weaken and my butt collapsed to the mattress freeing his cock with an audible slurping sound.

Continuing with Sam's guiding hand Samuel lowered himself until his weight was supported by his extended arms. I spread my legs anticipating my impalement. This time he sank his cock further filling me completely or so I thought. His sheer size caused the rim of his cock to slide against my G-Spot heightening my stimulation.

I threw my arms around Samuel's strong neck and pulled his luscious body to mine. His hard pecks mashed against my breasts, my stomach muscles contorted as his abs pressed against me. It was unlike anything I could have imagined it felt like his entire body was fucking me. His hips were still slightly elevated so I hooked my heels around the back of his muscular thighs and did my best to pull him into me.

The enormous cock plowed deep filling my cunt to the brim. As he descended further I could feel his thickness inside of me putting pressure on my hips as if splitting me apart. He came to rest with about 7 inches of his thick shaft firmly embedded in my slick sheath.

My mind was reeling from my continual orgasm, as he started to pull back my cunt lips began to grapple at his rigid shaft. My vaginal convulsions intensified contracting around this beautiful cock. I began to loose control; my pelvic muscle spasms caused my hips to make subtle involuntary thrusts while still gripping at his dick.

My arms clinched tightly around this large man as I dug my mouth into the nape of his neck muffling my wanton cries of lust. Finally he began to stroke me faster; I whaled out loud as my body was over come by wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure.

Samuel knew how to fuck; he kept a steady pace thrusting his cock to the depths of my cunny and then pulling back until the head of his engorged cock rippled back to my vaginal opening drawing my insides with it.

Pushing his body upright he locked his arms behind my knees tilting my pussy upwards, he plunged his cock back into me over and over. With each retreat, the rim of his engorged cockhead drug against my G-Spot sending my pleasure to new heights.

It was all I could do to breath I couldn't iterate a single coherent word I simply cooed, moaned and groaned as he took me through one long continuous orgasm. My breathing was so rapid I thought I might pass out.

We had been going at it for what seemed like an eternity in reality it had only been several minutes since the impalement began. Although there was a sense of urgency as far as the motion went I was in no hurry to let this monster escape my sopping pussy. I wanted to feel his balls slap against my butt as unlikely as that seemed.

Sam had been sitting on her haunches quietly watching her man fuck me senseless. I wondered what pleasure she could get from watching as I was sure that she was in a state of need herself.

Tears of joy trickled down my cheeks as I received a relentless pounding. Samuel's pace had quickened and with each thrust I felt him advance further into me. Suddenly he pulled his wonderful cock from my cunt and let my butt sink back to the mattress.

Disappointed I watched as he pulled Sam over so that she again straddled my hips positioning her pussy directly above mine. She laid against me our bodies damp with perspiration her breasts hovered just above mine our nipples protruding as though straining to reach each other's and then I felt her slide up my body. Samuel had slid his cock into her and with one fell swoop sunk himself balls deep, driving her forward as their bodies collided.

I felt his loose hanging sack smack against my clit and knowing that his cock was buried to the hilt inside of Sam increased my wanton fever. Samuel was really thrusting hard into her, his hips colliding with her ass with a smack over and over he thrust into her depths. I could feel Sam's stomach muscles flexing as though she was trying to suck more of him inside of her. In no time she was cumming her mouth fell agape and I pulled her to me and slid my tongue past her lips.

Sam responded by sucking my tongue as though it a cock. She was ravenous and for a moment I feared I had made a mistake as she sucked with such ferocity. Then her lips spread engulfing my own and her tongue slithered into my mouth. My breath taken by Sam, hers by the sheer pounding she was taking as Samuel kept up his assault.

Without warning he had entirely pulled out of Sam and had slammed his slick cock back into me this time reaching further than before again my cunt began to grapple at his meaty shaft trying to pull him deeper but it was not meant to be. A few more strokes and he withdrew rewarding Sam's patience with yet another hard pounding.

Having her body shake and shudder upon me was divine. It was like the three of us were one. It seemed I could feel her pleasure and having Samuel's balls smack against my clit over and over kept my pussy on fire waiting for and wanting more.

Sam had become orgasmic within seconds of Samuel penetrating her pussy and now she braced herself and vigorously thrust back to meet his advances. The bed shook. I watched Sam's expression as her face contorted while she snarled through a very intense orgasm. It was very erotic to watch and listen to her animalistic climax take hold of her so intensely.

Again without warning it was my turn. Sam pulled away seemingly satisfied with her fuck giving Samuel room to hold me tightly. He wrapped his arms under my armpits cupping his hands over my shoulders. He was driving his cock into me so deep it hurt.

Each thrust slammed his pliable cock head against my cervix, each time eliciting a grimace of pain. He was unrelenting; my body was beyond yearning and was now simply receiving his cock. I wanted to give myself for his pleasure so I held onto him tightly and with my heels dug into his thighs pulled my self towards him meeting each of his hard thrusts.

My pussy became fuller and fuller as his cock swelled to the point where the rippling effect of his rim produced serious discomfort for my pussy. His climax seemed imminent, and I wanted to feel him cum inside of me. I was not to be disappointed.

With one last thrust he held his cock deep as the well of cum advanced the length of his urethra and blasted past the tip of his enormous cock flooding my insides with his hot cum, providing much needed lubrication to my aching cunt. The pulsating form his cock brought on a new wave of pleasure and I experienced another pleasurable spasm as he emptied his seed into me. Before he withdrew he pumped his cock several more times churning the spunk that he deposited there.

Finally he pulled away and fell along my side opposite of Sam. To my utter astonishment she went down on me. Her tongue traced circles around my substantially engorged clit but that did nothing for me at that point this was all about her desires. She lapped at my slit noisily driving her tongue into my gaping hole, savoring the cum that oozed from my slit. Before she was satisfied my pussy became to sensitive to allow her to continue I had to bring my legs together to stop the overwhelming sensations rippling out from pussy.

Exhausted in every sense of the word I laid there panting. I began to feel the pain between my legs like a mild burning sensation, which became more intense as the night wore on.

By the time I awoke the next morning Sam and Samuel had gone, leaving me covered and alone in my bed. When I looked at the bedside clock I realized that I was already late for work, luckily my boss new in advance that this might happen so I wouldn't be in trouble with Sam when I did finally arrive.

My pussy was sore as were my legs and groin muscles. When I swung my self to the edge of the bed to make my way to the bathroom, the stiffness of my muscles caused sharp pains to course through my upper thighs and vaginal area, even my butt muscles ached.

While Samuel's cock was marvelously large, fucking such a monster for too long left me in a great deal of discomfort. For me the result of our torrid affair produced an intense mixture of erotic bliss and significant discomfort. The opportunity to be with Sam and Samuel was offered again; while I had enjoyed the amazing orgasm that I had received from our first night I passed on the opportunity. Surprisingly Sam expected as much but had an alternative proposition.

The week passed surprisingly quick, by Friday I had fully recovered and as usual met up with same group of ladies as I did each week. After the happy hour get together Sam suggested that I come by her place for dinner that night, she had someone who she wanted me to meet her alternative proposition of course. I was reluctant to agree but given her adventurous stories and our night together I was curious about what she had up her sleeve so off I went.

At first I had expressed concern that Sam was going to introduce me to one of her ex lovers but she assured me that was not the case, and that I would be pleasantly surprised. I had no idea who I would be meeting but I took Sam on her word. Assuming that I would like this man I decided to try a new look.

I took a refreshing shower and then began to rummage through my lingerie drawers and came up with a nice silk thong and matching bra. Recalling how sexy I thought Sam looked the night she spent with me I decided to dress more daring than typical for me, opting for a full bodice semi transparent lace top in a mock turtleneck with three quarter length sleeves.

My figure compared to Sam's is petite in stature but more amply endowed in the bust. My thirty four C cup breasts look heavy upon my small frame when contained by a push up bra. Since my breasts were young and pert I didn't really need the lift and tossed the bra aside pulling on the black stretchy lace top.

I admired my reflection in the mirror; I wasn't sure if being able to see so much skin through the breaks in the lace would be alluring or sluttish. Unable to make out the outline of bra could draw a lot of attention as a man tried to discern what it was that I was wearing, that thought made me feel wickedly sexy, so I went with it.

While my breasts are quite round they are crowned by large puffy areolas that point slightly upward. Normally my nipples are not that prominent until aroused or cold, imagining how Sam's guest might react caused my nipples to harden slightly.

Grabbing my matching black lace thong I went to the bathroom to do a little trimming. Seeing Sam's almost clean shaven pussy had excited me so I thought why not. I always kept myself neatly trimmed but actually shaving my vulva was a touch more difficult than expected. Like my areolas I am quite puffy down there and I had to roll my pussy lips open so that I could remove every last stitch of pubes. By the time I was done I was breathing quite heavily and oozing a surprising volume of slime, girl pre-cum you could say, which had obviously contributed to the difficulty shaving.

Once I rinsed away the residue of the shave gel and padded myself dry I was quite impressed with the look. Like Sam I had left a tuft of pubes over my pubic bone but just to be different I had carved out a V shape in what was left. I pulled on my thong and turned to admire my firm ass and toned thighs. My lips turned up as I peered at my reflection.

My wardrobe was not that vast, so I wasn't sure if the skirt that I had in mind would work or even if it would still fit. Leather was not that fashionable anymore but it was the only black mini that I possessed. The skirt fit but a bit snug, I had found my red leather bolero jacket and slid that over my silk top. Finally I slid my feet into a pair of classing looking spike heeled pumps and was almost set.

My hair took a little longer to do the way I wanted it so I was just a bit late arriving to Sam's. When she answered the door her reaction made my efforts all worthwhile, "Oh my, don't you look delicious." She remarked as she lent into me giving me a kiss directly on my ruby red lips. I wasn't expecting that, the kiss that is, but it stirred my desires perking up my nipples so I made no resistance.

She invited me in and introduced me to her guests, "This is the young man that I wanted you to meet, Scott this is Abbey, and this is Mike. Mike, Scott this is the hot chick I told you about."

I was very pleased to meet Scott, but that last remark Sam made had me totally embarrassed wondering if she had told them about our torrid affair earlier in the week. Scott was a giant compared to me standing six foot four inches. He was ruggedly handsome with dark wavy hair, dark mysterious eyes a tight ass, yes indeed I was pleasantly surprised. He had played football in college and that made sense given his large size. His broad muscular shoulders and thick chest tapered down to a nice firm and gorgeous butt. And he wore "Oh My" jeans, in that, Oh my, it appeared that he packed a pretty good bulge.

Although I was instantly attracted to Scott I became worried that Sam might have been schlong shopping again. Mike was a nice fellow too, he was older but not as old as Sam. He did not have a fit physique like Samuel's and he didn't appear to be dressed like he was on a date with Sam. I was not sure what she seen in Mike, probably something to do with his endowment I concluded silently.

We all engaged in a lively conversation over dinner. Mike turned out to be a very interesting man, he had done a lot with his life and was now taking time to "smell the coffee" a fitting cliché. I learnt that Mike was Sam's brother-in-law and Scott was his son making him Sam's nephew. For a while I wondered why Sam's sister had not joined her husband and son and was about to ask just that, when luckily Sam saved me from embarrassment.

Mike was taking time out to "smell the coffee" because he had lost his wife to cancer a few years earlier. After her passing he had poured himself into his business and had experienced substantial success. When and opportunity to sell came along he realized that his mourning over his loss was causing him to miss out on life. So he seized the opportunity, and was visiting for the weekend before leaving on a six-month globetrotting excursion.

Dinner was great and the company was interesting to say the least. When we were done Mike stood and asked Scott if he cared to ask me to join he and Sam for the evening as they were going out for drinks. I was hoping that Scott would decline but ask me out nonetheless. Again Sam came to my rescue.

"I don't think the young people want to hang out with us old folks. Why don't you two do what ever you want and Mike and I will clean up and see you both later."

Scott impressed me with his gesture, "Why don't you and Dad go alone, I will clean up for you and then if Abbey is interested we might catch up with you two or just go out ourselves."

There was a little bantering back and forth until Sam gave in, and finally she and Scott's dad left us to be alone. I was going to help Scott wash the dishes but he would not allow it, he said that I looked far too sexy to be washing dishes, making me blush.

While Scott tended to the dirty dishes I looked about Sam's living room. It was adorned with many trinkets that she had collected from her travels. There was a vast collection of photos adorning the walls. I concluded that many of the pictures included her deceased sister, Scott's mother. She was gorgeous, even prettier than Sam. There were some more recent photos of Scott's dad, and Sam together at a couple exotic looking places. It appeared that Sam and Mike may have had a little more going on than the normal brother/sister-in-law relationship.

Finally Scott came into the room and began explaining some the photos that I seemed fixated on. While it was nice to learn about his family I was dying to hear more about Scott. He had gone to college on a football scholarship, but found he was not quite good enough to graduate to pro sports. His career began in a field unrelated to his education. Scott dreamed of having a successful business of some sort like his dad but hadn't figured that out just yet.

I could have listened to him talk all night, by the time he leaned over to kiss me it was late and I felt uncomfortable going further than making out with my boss's nephew in her house. We decided to head out to get a movie and then I'd take him back to my place. Because it was late Scott called ahead to see if the movie store was still open, unfortunately it would be closing before we could get there.

After hanging up the phone Scott turned and went back to the living room and opened the bottom doors to a cabinet that the TV sat upon. "Sam records off the Movie Channels so she likely has something we can watch." After thumbing through her collection he pulled one out saying "Ok let's go."

Finally alone I begin to fix us a drink while Scott gets the DVD ready. When I enter the room he has dimmed the lights and waiting at the end of the sofa with his arm resting along the back, as though inviting me to nestle into him.

It was clear that he was as attracted to me as I was to him. We sipped our drinks put them on the coffee table and then began making out again. Before Scott had even confirmed his interest in me I had been imagining him climbing on top of me and making love to me. So by the time we got to making out I was already quite aroused. Lucky for me he was not at all shy.

Our lips were locked enjoying a deep passionate embrace when I felt his hand slide under my bolero jacket. My nipples had already begun to respond to my state of arousal and when he gently palmed one of my breasts both nipples became hard and erect. I pulled away so that he could remove my jacket.

The lace top was quite coarse so you could see an ample amount of skin through the pattern. With my nipples in their present state of erection the tip of the nubs became quite obvious almost poking through one of the course openings in the pattern. Scott didn't hesitate to lower his head to my chest, his mouth engulfing my nipple through the material. He was very gentle and seemed to know exactly what I liked.

His tongue traced circles around my shrinking areolas then flicking the tip of his tongue over my nub he elicited a deep sensual moan from my lips. I sunk into the sofa surrendering to our mutual desires. My hands snaking up his thigh until I felt his hard cock through his oh so tight jeans. We carried on for quite a few moments groping at each other and I thought for sure he was going to take me when he pulled away. True to the form of a gentleman he felt as though he was pressuring me to go faster than I might normally. While I admired his considerate reluctance, for me getting down to some serious fucking could happen fast enough. Yet I decided that dragging this out a little might prevent him from thinking I was a slut.

We took our drinks and Scott hit play on the remote and screen flickered as the movie began to play. It only took a minute for us to realize that the movie was a porno. I asked, "What kind of movies do you watch with your Aunt?"

Totally embarrassed Scott hit the stop button as he apologized profusely. The CD cover simply had "A Classic" printed on it. That it was a classic porn flick, starring John Holmes and Marilyn Chambers. Two names in my naivety had never heard of before, but then this was the first time I had seen a Porno.

"Look we're adults why don't we watch, maybe it will inspire us." I said in a wickedly suggestive tone.

Scott simply smiled and resumed the movie. The movie was titled "Insatiable" and we watched quietly. When the guy John Holmes appeared naked with his cock swaying freely I instantly thought how Sam would refer to it as a Schlong. I couldn't believe my eyes, "It must be trick photography" I said out loud with out realizing it. Scott didn't say a word he just grunted and shrugged his shoulders sheepishly.

Needless to say that the movie kept us both hot and bothered and finally Scott turned to me with a somewhat embarrassed look and then confessed, "You know Abbey most guys are not that built like that, I mean I'm not built like that."

I took the remote from his hand and stopped the movie and said in a serious tone, "Good because I was worried that you might be."

"Really, good." He expressed in a husky tone.

"Yeah good, something that big would surely hurt besides I hear other women say that size doesn't matter. In fact one woman with more experience than me said... It's not what they have but how they use it that counts." That put an end to our conversation, I stood and took Scott by the hand and led him to my bed.

I was going to turn out the lights but he stopped me stating, "No I really want to see you."

We were like a pair of innocent virgins in how we proceeded well at least until we had our clothes off. Scott undressed me slow and methodically admiring my curves with a gentle caress as he did. My lace top didn't leave much to the imagination so he left that until last, first he unzipped my skirt and slid it down my thighs inhaling my scent as his cheek brushed past my panty clad pussy.

His hands were warm, hot even and they felt amazing on me as he ran them up the back of my thighs and over my bare ass, taking time to gently cup and knead my firm cheeks. I leaned forward and we kissed tenderly as he fondled my breasts through the material.

Now standing before me Scott unbuttoned and removed his shirt while I worked at his jeans, the bulge looked quite substantial. He pushed them down and stepped out of them leaving him in a pair of tight briefs. His cock extended sideways straining for release.

He reached for me and pulled me close as we locked lips again this time there was more passion in our embrace and he totally took my breath away. Finally he reached for the hem of my top and pulled it up over my breasts they jiggled as they became free. He marveled over my swells palming them, running the backs of his fingers over and around each breast. It was so sensual I loved his gentleness.

Again his head sunk to my chest as he inhaled one then the other nipple sucking gently at first then increasing the intensity until drawing his lips off the tip making a sucking noise as my elongated nipple popped from his grip.

He kissed the crevice between my tits all the way down my belly to the top of thong panties. Hooking his fingers in the waist down he pulled them down my legs and I eagerly stepped out of them. Keeping his face level with my pussy he sat on his haunches staring at my freshly shaven pussy. His approval was obvious from his smile.

I wanted him to take me then and toss me onto the bed and fuck me until I couldn't take it anymore but he was more patient than I. Again his hands went to my bare backside this time he pulled me towards him, forcing me to take a step. Taking the opportunity I spread my legs a bit so that he could have access to my cunt oh how I wanted him.

Once I was close enough his tongue darted from his lips and struck me right at the top of my slit. My knees wobbled I thought I'd collapse. His hot hands were still on my but cheeks and he pulled me tight to his face, his tongue was so hot it felt like it burned right through my flesh. He swirled it around my clit expertly. Apparently I found a man who was experienced in making love to a woman when I could have gone for a good fucking.

I didn't know it then but his patient advances would lead me to the most satisfying sexual experience of my short life, an experience that I would learn to crave. His tongue was marvelous and he had me reeling in ecstasy within seconds. When he pressed his tongue into the wet folds of my pussy my knees nearly gave out, I had to brace myself on his shoulders. I couldn't believe at how talented he was. He would take me close to an orgasm then do something to let me down, and then build me up only to relent and let my excitement subside slightly. The torment was absolutely fabulous.

Scott stood again now it was my turn, yet I had never sucked a cock before. I hoped it would come to me instinctively. Following his lead I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down as I dropped to my knees before him. His cock sprang free flailing about until it landed against my cheek with a light smack.

He was no Samuel but he possessed the most beautiful cock you could imagine. Just over six inches, which I would later learn was average, his thickness was a nice handful but not scary. His circumcised dick looked deliciously inviting and after a thorough inspection my lips parted and slid over the tip of his head past the rim of his cock and down his shaft an inch or so. I closed my lips around him savoring the intensely erotic nature of our patient advances.

I wasn't sure what to do next so I simply took his cock at the base and began to slip my head back and forth. From the moans that this action elicited I guessed that it felt good for him. His balls hung loose and I took my free hand and cradled them. His balls sack began to shrink almost immediately and I thought I had done something wrong. But when I peered upward I seen Scott's eyes were tightly closed and his mouth slightly agape his breathing had deepened.

His cock became harder and thicker as I sucked him and while I wanted to see what it was like to make him cum that way he pulled me up off my knees and guided me backwards till my legs came to rest against my bed. I sat to the edge and he lifted me as though I was weightless to the middle of the bed spreading my legs as I pulled my feet towards my buttocks.

This was more familiar as only a few nights earlier both his aunt and her lover had taken that position and done an excellent job of pleasing me. Scott continued his gentle and patient assault on my clean shaven pussy. Becoming more ravenous as he took me to amazing highs only to abandon his efforts just before I burst, allowing me to come off that high only to be taken back there time after wonderful time. He must have known when I was ready because his tongue went swirling and flicking across my clit at an amazing speed the closer I was to cumming the harder his tongue became I had no idea of what an amazing orgasm he was about to bring upon me.

It seemed to take forever for me to reach that climatic high but when it broke through the flood gates opened and I whaled as every muscle in my body tensed sending the flow of my juices forth with such force that I sprayed his face. I thought I had had an accident at first but the relief I got was much more satisfying than my worries, when Scott didn't relent I was convinced it was all good. Then all of a sudden the deep yearning for penetration hit me and I had to stop him, my legs clamped onto him with such force I heard them smack up side his head.

There was no complaint, he just moved up my body between my legs positioning himself so he could provide even greater pleasures. I was so good tears began to trickle from my eyes, I was weeping with joy.

I needed him inside of me and he knew it. Without having to ask he sank his wonderfully hard cock balls deep in on swift thrust. When the base of his cock hit my clit it sent another wave of pleasure coursing through my body. I humped my butt up to him trying to get him to stroke it and he didn't let me down.

Slowly his cock began thrusting, faster and faster until he was pulling completely out of my cunt and slamming his rock hard dick all the way back into me. Each time the base of his marvelous cock nudge my clit and the tightness of his shrunken ball sack nudged my anus. It was an unspeakable delight to be fucked so thoroughly.

My orgasm took along time to achieve but it never stopped once his cock was inside of me. He pumped and pumped until perspiration dripped from his brow onto my tits. My entire body felt so totally alive and tingly that I never wanted him to stop. I reached my arms up and pulled him tight to me, and when his chest landed on my breasts I felt his cock lurch inside, and then it began to swell more and more and more until finally a hot flood of cum burst from the tip of his cock head.

Pulse after wonderful pulse I could feel his cock pumping his cum into me, and then it was over. His cock began to wilt and moments later we had regained our breath, he lying at my side caressing my sweat covered body, while I stroked his limp dick.

It turned out that Scott's passion for lovemaking was second to his endurance. He was up and hard again within twenty minutes and we repeated the act several times that night before collapsing from sheer exhaustion. Never had I imagined that such an average sized cock could bring such divine pleasures.

As they say the rest is history. After going at it for years of dating Scott finally proposed to me and quite eagerly said yes. We have two adult children today and Auntie Sam still comes to visit. Apparently I was not the only one that she tutored.

So for me it's Average Please, but it likely helps when that is combined with the incredible stamina of a talented young stud.

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I have.

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