AUTHOR = Stormbringer
E-MAIL = Storm_bringer1@webtv.net
| EDITOR's NOTE - Previous parts to this story can be found at: Part 1 and Part 2. |
Gene awoke several times during the night to find his wife slowly fingering herself. She squirmed around in bed or tossed and turned all night. He sighed knowing her horniness and lack of sleep would make her real bitchy the next day. He was surprised to find himself actually hoping Brad agreed to prepare her for him. Clinical or not, the sex should hopefully calm her down.
After work the next day, Gene hurried over to Brad's house. His friend seemed surprised when Gene asked him to be the surrogate penis.
"Why Gene," he said, "I must say I'm honored and surprised. I'll do it, though I hate the thought of doing this behind Tiffany's back. I miss her so much. Is Brenda okay with this?"
"Yeah," said Gene, "it was her idea and don't worry we won't tell Tiffany. Plus, I don't want you to orgasm inside my wife's vagina, so it's not like you're actually cheating on her. You're just using your penis to stretch Brenda out."
"Good idea, Gene," said Brad. "I wish I had thought of that when my friend prepared my girlfriend for me."
"One more condition," said Gene, "I have to be there to watch the procedure."
"No way," said Brad shaking his head. "It'll be hard enough trying to get an erection without Tiffany there, let alone with you watching me. Also, you should think of it like surgery. The doctor never allows the patient's family in the operating room."
"I didn't think about that, but I'll have to run it by Brenda," said Gene thinking. "It shouldn't be a problem though. I imagine it won't take long to work your penis in and out a couple times."
"That depends on your wife," explained Brad. "It may take hours and I may have to do it several times a week to keep her ready."
"I'm not sure I like that idea," said Gene. "Brenda and I may have to rethink our options."
"Alright, let me know," said Brad. "All women are different. The only time I know it failed was a friend that used a dildo on his wife. It stretched her out after only a few times, but was unfortunately not wide enough and his penis didn't set. My surrogate spent about ten nights with my girlfriend, but it would have been worth it if it had taken six months."
Gene nodded. Brad made a lot of sense. "I'll talk to Brenda tonight," he said, "and Brad, I must say I admire your professionalism in this matter."
"I'll do anything for my friends, Gene," added Brad. He yelled at Gene as he was returning to his yard. "Just remember," he called, "it could take any day now and you need to get moving."
Gene waved and returned home.
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Brenda wanted to get started right away. Gene called Brad and asked if tonight would be okay to for him. Brad told him to send Brenda over about 8:00 and they'd get started.
Brenda raced through dinner and ran to the bathroom to take a shower. She took a long time getting ready and when she came out, Gene could see that she wasn't wearing any make-up, but had applied a little perfume. Her hair was done up in a bun and she was wearing a pair of baggy sweats. Brenda appeared nervous and he hugged his wife to comfort her. Gene noticed that she wasn't wearing any underwear when he hugged her. She was being very clinical and efficient about the whole thing.
8:00 rolled around and she said she'd be back in about an hour and not to wait up. She was very nervous and took her time getting next door, slowly walking through the yards. Gene watched her knock lightly on Brad's back door and Brad answered wearing a robe. He waved at Gene and Gene waved back as his best friend, and his wife disappeared inside the house.
The Surrogate
Gene fidgeted around for a couple minutes. He ran to the bedroom and pulled his pants down after retrieving the pump from under the bed. He paused thinking about what was going on next door. He hoped everything was going well. "I guess it couldn't hurt to walk over there and see if I can hear anything," he said aloud. Gene dropped the pump and pulled his pants back up. He quickly grabbed his shoes and was out his back door minutes after Brenda had left.
Gene squeezed through the hedges and entered Brad's yard. He noticed the bedroom light was on and light shone through a crack in the curtains. He'd just peek and make sure everything was going well before going back home.
Gene crept up to the window trying to be quiet as it was cracked open. Luckily, the gap in the curtains let him see everything inside.
Brenda was standing by the bed, still clothed looking at her feet. Brad was removing his robe. He was naked underneath and his incredible cock was already hard. Gene could see his wife glancing at Brad's penis, though she was pretending not to. She was trying to get Brad to turn out the lights.
Gene breathed a sigh of relief when Brad said he needed to see to make sure he was doing it right. Gene wanted to watch and make sure everything was going well. He leaned closer to hear and see better.
Brenda was nervous and blushed when Brad told her to take off her clothes. She hadn't planned on him being able to see her. She didn't even really like it when Gene saw her naked. Brenda gulped and pulled off her sweatshirt, covering her big breasts with her arms as she threw the shirt on the floor.
"Come on Brenda," said Brad, "I'm going to see you naked eventually and you've already seen me naked three times. Move your arms."
Brenda gulped again and put her arms down. She shivered as Brad gazed at her. Her overly long nipples were rock-hard as he looked her up and down. Never in her life had she ever imagined she'd be standing naked before Brad Johnson, star football player and the guy all the girls were half in love with.
Outside, Gene slowly exhaled. Only his wife could make standing half naked in sweatpants look this sexy. The waistband hugged her big hips and stopped several inches under her navel, just above her pubic hair. Her thin waist and flat tan stomach underneath her oversized breasts, with those inch long nipples, made her look like a cartoon out of a Playboy. Gene could see her breasts rising and falling as she breathed heavily.
"You're much better looking than my wife," said Brad. "If I had known you were going to turn out this hot, I would have asked you out seven years ago."
Brenda turned bright red at the compliment. Brad told her to let her hair down and she reached up and released her hair until it cascaded over her shoulders.
Gene watched Brad walk over and stand before Brenda. His friend reached up and caressed her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers until she let out a soft moan. Gene couldn't figure why he needed to touch her breasts to stretch out her vagina, but if the roles were reversed, he knew he wouldn't pass up an opportunity like this either.
"I-I've n-never been with anyone but my husband," she stuttered out.
"Don't worry," said Brad, "this doesn't really count. It's more like physical therapy than sex. You'd only enjoy it if you were in love with me."
Brenda seemed to relax and Gene watched Brad push her backwards towards the bed. Brad stopped her at the edge and he kneeled down before her. He reached out and untied the draw string of her sweatpants. She shivered as he grabbed the waistband and slowly pulled them down over her hips and legs. Gene couldn't see that well through Brad's head, but he could swear it looked like his wife had trimmed her blonde pubic hairs. Brad told her to sit down and she did, looking confused as he was still kneeling between her legs. Brad started moving forwards. Gene wrinkled his nose in disgust at how close Brad's face was to his wife's crotch.
"What are you doing?" asked Brenda.
"I need to get you well lubricated," he answered. "Just close your eyes and relax."
Gene watched Brenda close her eyes as Brad pulled her legs apart. Gene thought it was disgusting to put your mouth where someone pees. Of course, he had always wanted Brenda to suck him off, but that was different. He saw Brenda jump and realized Brad had made contact. She opened her eyes wide and looked down at him in shock. She spread her legs wider and laid back on the bed. Gene had never seen his wife seem so aroused, not even on their honeymoon. She was thrashing around, moving her head back and forth as she reached up and squeezed her nipples between her fingers. Gene could see her belly undulating over Brad's hair as she raised her hips up and down towards his mouth. She threw her legs over his shoulders and squeezed, like she was trying to pull him in deeper. She sure seemed to be enjoying it.
Brenda had never had anything feel this good. She thought it could turn into an addiction more powerful then smoking as she felt something building up within her womb. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but little cries of pleasure kept escaping her lips. The feeling in her womb was growing and she knew she was close to orgasming for the first time. She had prayed for an orgasm her entire life, thinking that she must be incapable of having them. Brenda didn't want this to happen with Brad, she wanted it to happen with her husband. It was the hardest thing she had ever done in her life, but she reached down and tried to push his head away from her pussy.
"No Brad," she pleaded, "please stop."
Her efforts were futile. His big biceps tensed up as he easily held her legs apart and ignored her feeble attempt to push him away. She felt his tongue skillfully swirl around her clit and then it was rigidly penetrating in and out of her pussy.
The orgasm seemed to explode out of her pussy towards his face and then waves of pleasure hit her brain and she screamed with ecstasy.
Gene didn't know what the hell was happening to his wife, but he did know he had never seen her look more beautiful in his life. He felt his penis stir for the first time in months, without the use of the pump.
"That should lubricate you nicely," said Brad standing up. "Why'd you try to make me stop?"
"Brad, you made me cum," said Brenda staring at him in awe, glad he hadn't stopped when she asked him to.
Gene felt like a knife had stabbed him in the chest. That's why she had screamed. She had never orgasmed with him before.
"Most women do when they have their pussies eaten out. I'm surprised you did with me though."
"Gene's never eaten my pussy before," she said.
"What!" said Brad with surprise. "Wait a minute. When I had a pencil-dick I didn't do it either. Now that I'm a real man I can do it for hours."
One more reason to hope her husband's pencil-di... penis expanded soon, she thought. Brenda didn't know if it was guilt or pleasure, but she started to cry. "I've never cum before either, she told him between sobs."
Brad acted shocked. "You mean I gave you your first orgasm. I'm sure it was just a fluke and won't happen again. Don't worry about it."
Gene relaxed a little when Brad told her it was just a fluke.
Brad lifted her legs up and swung her around so that she was lying on the bed. He spread her legs and kneeled on the bed between them. He grabbed his pillows and slid one under her ass, raising her crotch up. The other two he slid under her head so that she could watch him enter her.
Brenda watched Brad slide his foot-long cock along her slit. She could feel her clit throbbing and her labia opening, wanting him inside her. He slid his cock down until the head was poised at the opening to her pussy.
"Ready?" he asked.
"I guess so," she said watching him push forward until the head began penetrating her. Her pussy lips engulfed the head and she sighed with pleasure. "It's so thick," she muttered.
The head was in and Brad grinned as he pushed forward watching inch by inch disappear into the tightest and hottest pussy he had ever fucked. Her pussy was spasming around his cock trying to milk him for all he was worth.
Brenda had only known a little five inch penis and it felt incredibly good when he passed the six inch mark. "It's so big, she cried."
Brad met resistance at close to eight inches. He decided she needed a good long slow fuck to loosen her up and he started fucking her with all eight inches, trying to work more in with each thrust.
Brenda decided she liked fucking a real man. Cocks were much better than penises. Gene couldn't even get this hard, let alone deep inside her.
"Oh Brad," she cried, "it feels incredible."
"I told you that you'd like big cock sex," he said slamming nine inches in.
"Yes," she screamed feeling another orgasm building. "I love it. I love big cock."
Gene slid down along the siding and put his head between his hands as he sat in the grass. This wasn't what he expected and he felt like breaking it up, but he didn't want them to know he was peeping at them. He heard Brenda scream again as she orgasmed and again a few minutes later. He had thought she wouldn't enjoy it. Brad had told him that women did whatever he wanted after he had fucked them. Gene's only hope was that his penis would expand soon. Then he could make fun of Brad's little weenie. At least his wife would be ready for the big day.
He sat there listening to their grunts and dirty talk over a half hour before he heard his wife cry, "Noooo."
Gene stood up and looked back inside. She was upset because he was slowly pulling his cock out. It glistened with her juices.
"Why are you stopping?" she asked frantically. "I was close to cumming again."
"I think we should quit," said Brad. "You're not supposed to be enjoying it this much."
Gene wanted to shout with relief. Brad was such a good friend, though he was still rubbing his cock along her slit as he said it.
"Brad, please put it back in," she cried in frustration. "I need your cock."
"Brenda, I think we have a problem here. You're only supposed to orgasm with someone you love. I know we've grown close over the last few months, but I had no idea you were in love with me."
"I'm not in love with you. I love my husband."
But she had to stop and think. She'd had a big crush on Brad in school and he had been a great friend since moving in next door. He spent more time with her than her husband did. She had felt something for him the moment he gave her the orgasm.
Brad tried to turn her over. Brenda rolled onto her stomach and got up on her hands and knees.
"Okay, then if you're sure," he said pushing his cock back in.
Brenda suddenly had her doubts as she felt his cock in her again. "Oooh yes," she cried as he reinserted it into her pussy.
Gene was relieved to hear she didn't love him, but he felt another twinge of jealousy. He had always wanted to make love to Brenda doggy style, but she had always refused. He noticed Brad was fucking her hard with about eleven inches now.
"I can't take any more," she said between gritted teeth.
Brad needed to take her mind off taking his last inch. He wet his thumb in his mouth and rested it near her sphincter. He pulled his cock out so that only the tip of the head was in her. Brad quickly pushed his thumb into her ass.
Gene saw the look of surprise on his wife's face as Brad fingered her ass and she looked like she was about to protest, but Brad slammed his entire cock into her. Gene thought his wife was screaming in pain, but he realized she was having another orgasm. Brad kept the thumb in her ass and leaned forward, grabbing one of her large breasts with one hand. She came again as he played with her nipples.
"Oh god, I love your cock," she cried.
"That's it," he said. "You don't love me, you're in love with my cock."
"Yes, yes," she moaned, cumming yet again. "I'm in love with your cock. I love fucking your big cock."
"Why you little slut," he grunted as he fucked her hard.
"No," she protested.
"Admit it Brenda, you're a big cock slut. You'll do anything for my cock."
Gene couldn't hear her answer. He noticed sweat glistening off Brad's brow and his muscular body shone with perspiration. He removed his thumb from her ass and put both hands on her hips. He fucked her hard for about five minutes. His rhythm was off and Gene assumed he was close to cumming. He hoped Brad wouldn't cum on his wife when he pulled out. Brad grunted like a bull and quit fucking her, but he held his entire cock buried in her pussy. Brenda was moaning with pleasure and she seemed to be having a series of orgasms as he held his entire twelve inch cock buried in her pussy.
Gene wasn't sure what was going on. Brenda collapsed forward with her ass still thrust up into the air. This dislodged a little of Brad's cock and Gene was horrified to see Brad's sperm pouring out of his wife's vagina. Brad pulled his cock out and rested it between her ass cheeks. It was still oozing semen which quickly pooled in the arch of her back. His friend must have lost control and came before he could pull it out in time.
Gene didn't want to get caught so he raced back home. It was almost ten and he wanted to use the pump before Brenda got home. He invigorated, hoping his cock would take because Brenda would be ready for him. It didn't, and he fell asleep hoping she would remain stretched out and not have to go back over to Brad's any more.
He awoke at dawn. Brenda was just getting home. He assumed she had fallen asleep over at Brad's. She looked worn out and was walking bowlegged.
"How was it?" he asked.
"Alright," she answered crawling into bed beside him.
"I hope you're ready for me and don't need to see him any more."
"Sorry," she muttered almost asleep already. "Brad says I'm going to need to see him about three times a week until you take."
Gene didn't like that, but fell asleep dreaming of his wife cumming around his big fourteen inch cock.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 4
