AUTHOR = JAX
E-MAIL = JAX@jaustin1.fsnet.co.uk
I'm not a handsome guy by any means, but I do have one overriding asset; my cock is quite large. I don't mean it's gigantic but a very respectable eight inches and quite thick too. At one time I was shy about it, and used to hate the comments I would get from the other boys in the shower after a football game. Now of course I feel different about it. But I have to be careful about what girls I go out with; one experience of my endowment and they are almost impossible to get rid of. They would ring up and beg me for a date, or follow me around campus and such like.
My first taste of this was some years ago now, before I realised I had a gift. I was leaving the bathroom after having a shower, dressed in just a small towel, when I literally bumped into my older sister Claire. The result of this collision was that my towel fell to the floor exposing my naked body to her. Although I was limp, it still must have impressed the hell out of her. I hastily stooped to pick up the fallen towel and when I looked back at Claire, she stood there mesmerised, staring at my now covered groin area.
After that, I often found her staring at my groin and would often seem to try and be alone with me. It was a hot summer's day; Mum and Dad were out at work, leaving Claire and me alone in the house. It was too hot to wear much, so I slipped on a pair of cutoff jeans and went down for breakfast. Claire was already up and she too had succumbed to the heat by only wearing shorts and a bikini top. I hadn't ever seen her dressed like that, and boy did she look good. I hadn't realised what a big girl my sister had become. She organised my cereal and then poured the milk, bending over me so that her large tits were scant inches in front of my face. I couldn't help it but my cock started to grow. Of course this was just what she was after. I sat there praying for it to become limp but it just wouldn't, so in the end I fled the kitchen for the sanctuary of my room.
I spent the morning doing my homework then, about midday, I felt hungry. I got up and looked out of my window and I saw Claire lying on the patio. She was lying on her front but her top was off. Instantly, I was hard again. The head of my cock was even peeking above the waistband of my jeans. Oh fuck, I thought, now what do I do? I couldn't stay up here all day. In the end I sneaked downstairs. I planned to make a sandwich and head back to my room, but as soon as I reached the kitchen she was there waiting for me. Her top was back on, her hands on hips, staring at my large bulge.
"Well brother," she smiled, but her eyes never left my groin, "what would you like?"
This was getting ridiculous.
"Just a sandwich, sis," I said.
Her eyes never moved and she licked her lips. "Right, I'll fix you one. Then, after lunch, you can come outside with me," she invited, "it's lovely."
"Yeah sure," I conceded.
We hadn't been sitting outside long when she undid her top again.
"Please rub some cream on my back," she whispered hoarsely. Only after a few minutes I was rock-hard again and I could feel her eyes looking at me. "Oh fuck, will you look at that," she gasped, her eyes wide.
"Please sis," I said covering my groin with my hands, "I can't help it."
She half turned to get a better look, exposing her naked tits to my gaze. This didn't help my condition of course. Before I could stop her, her hand reached out and she touched me.
"Oh my," she gasped as she ran her hand up and down my cock. "Let's go inside, shall we?"
She got up, taking my hand and almost pulling me indoors. She pushed me onto the sofa and knelt at my feet. Within minutes she had undone my shorts and pulled them off me, leaving me totally naked. I, in turn, couldn't take my eyes off her exposed tits; they were the first I had ever seen. She ran her hands up and down my shaft making cooing noises.
"Oh my god," she whispered, "I've got to have some of this."
She stood up, shedding her shorts and almost jumping onto my lap. She fed my cock into her dripping pussy and she sat down hard; I was fully engulfed inside her.
"Oh fuck me," she cried out.
I just sat there stunned at the turn of events, but before long she was grinding her groin against mine, all the time making whimpering noises. After only a few minutes she groaned out loud and collapsed against me. I was now desperate to come myself, so I pushed her onto her back, my cock never breaking contact with her pussy, and I pounded between her legs. Every thrust brought a corresponding thrust back from her hips and a groan. Soon I pumped my load deep inside her thrashing body; we came together.
"Oh boy," she whispered. Now I had time to study her body as she lay there, heaving from the exertion. Boy was she built. I reached down and took each tit in my hands, squeezing and fondling until I became hard again. "Oh my god, not again," she gasped as I slipped back into her.
This time I took it slow, moving into her with long steady thrusts. At first she just laid there, her arms above her head and eyes closed. But not for long. Soon her hips were moving against me again and her arms hugged me tight.
For the rest of the summer break she would follow me around, demanding I service her. It started as soon as Mum and Dad left in the morning. She would wake me up and sit on my hard cock. It was taking its toll on my body, I was burning up lots of energy and losing weight. It was a relief to get back to college. After that summer Claire was always available to me if I wanted a fuck, and she would do anything I wanted just to get my cock in her pussy. Most times it was easier to fuck her than break in some other new girl.
Having a sexy sister available was handy to a growing lad like me. It was just like masturbating really. If I felt randy, she would spread her legs for me and I would come inside her beautiful body. She never refused me. If it was the wrong phase of the moon, she would offer her tits or her mouth for my use. If I was inclined, I'm sure she would have done some really nasty things for me. To be honest, I was tempted a couple of times to offer her services to some of my friends, but in the end I just couldn't. She was mine and mine alone to fuck.
My next big mistake was this girl in my History class called Nadia, a dark skinned sweet looking girl with a slim figure, in contrast with Claire's. At first I didn't seem to get anywhere with her, then I was at a party where I danced with her. Suddenly her body went rigid. She had felt my hard-on pressed up against her groin. Her eyes closed and she let out a low moan. Pressing home my advantage, I pushed myself against her and held her tight.
Although slightly reluctant, she allowed me to pull her into the back room with all the other courting couples. I kissed her and moved her hand down to cover my cock. At first she pulled it away, but soon it came back on its own volition and rubbed up and down its whole length. All this time my own hands were busy getting acquainted with her pert tits. She allowed me to take her home and agreed to meet me later for a date.
We went to the movies and her hand spent the whole film on my lap, gently rubbing me. By now I was desperate to fuck. I knew if she didn't spread her legs for me, Claire would be more than happy to. I parked up and we kissed. Slowly, I undid her clothes until her knickers were off and she was pulling me on top of her. At first I couldn't get it into her tight pussy even though she seemed wet enough. At last I forced my way all the way in causing her to cry out in pain.
"Oh my god!" she cried out.
For a while I just lay there, fully inserted into her tight pussy. Then, with long slow movements, I started to fuck her.
"Oh my god no," she cried, but her hips were moving back at me.
"That's my girl," I cooed, and her hips became more and more violent as she bucked under me.
At last she came with a loud cry and I pumped my sperm into my condom. All the way home she just sat there, staring out of the windscreen.
"I'll ring you," I said. She just nodded and walked to her front door.
Next day at college she sat down next to me in class and didn't leave my side all day.
"Can I come home with you?" she pleaded.
"Sure," I agreed.
As soon as we closed my bedroom door, her clothes were off and she lay down on my bed and spread her legs wide.
"Fuck me," she whispered.
This I was happy to do. My hands moved over her satin skin and my cock forced its way back into her tight pussy. Her arms held me tight as her hips bounced under me. Twice she came before I pumped my load into her twitching body. After that I kicked her out. But I couldn't get rid of her. Every place I went she was there smiling at me, begging me to take her somewhere and fuck her. It got quite silly and later it became annoying, so much so that I would set her up to be fucked by anybody who was handy. She did all this quite happily, just to please me, until a particular brutal gang bang with a group of rough kids; after which she left in tears, and never returned.
I learned from this experience and never went after anyone as just a one nighter, but picked my girlfriends with care. If I just needed a quick fuck, Claire was always there to cater to my needs. My first real girlfriend was Becky, a well built girl a year below me at college. I took my time over her, knowing that once I had her she would be around for a long time. This one was no gang bang fodder.
THE END
