Worlds of BBW Erotic Romance - Box Set (34 page)

“Dude,” he said, “it might be a little more comfortable for her if we put her over the side of the couch. I mean, over the armrest on the
right end. I can build up the cushions so that they support her and stuff.”

“Comfortable?” Jonnie said. “All right, my friend, if you insist … Let’s make it quick, though?”

“It will be better, really,” Matt said. “Besides, I can … umm … Get access to her mouth this way.”

“Makes sense,” Jonnie said. “Your ingenuity impresses.”

Working quickly, Matt took the center cushion from the couch, and moved it over to the right side, stacking it on top of the cushion already there and creating a soft “platform” that was even with the overstuffed armrest of the couch.

Jonnie directed her to move over to the armrest, pushing down on her back to get her to bend forward. She did so eagerly, submitting to him.

She eased down into position, her abdomen supported by the armrest, her belly and boobs on the stacked couch cushions, her head at the edge of the stack.

Matt came over with a bunch of other pillows that he’d gathered from around the room, and put them down to help support her head. She was amused to see that two of the pillows had pictures of Spongebob and Yoda
on them.

In this position, she still wouldn’t be able to see much behind her … but at least she could turn her head to the side. And, of course, if Matt wanted to slip in front of her while Jonnie was fucking her from behind … Well, she found herself excited at the prospect of trying to pleasure the two of them at once.

The embroidery of the leaves
and flowers on the couch cushions rubbed against her nipples, the friction tantalizing as Jonnie’s strong hands adjusted her stance, moving her to exactly where he wanted her.

Her pussy, aching wi
th the need for his male attentions, was raised high, so exposed … She’d never seen a mare being bred, but she imagined it was something like this: set up the female horse good on some kind of shelf or rack, before bringing in the lusty stallion.

She heard the swish of cloth, a zipper being undone, the clank of a belt buckle. Jonnie was undressing.

God, but before they started, she wanted to see HIM. Him, and his cock …

Matt must have notic
ed her trying to crane her head back. “Dude,” he said. “She wants to see your dick first, I think.”

“She’ll be frightened,” Jonnie said. “But if she really wants to see it … ?”

She nodded eagerly, and whimpered, “Please.”

Jonnie came around towards her face, so that she could see his naked form.

His body WAS lean and mean. She could tell he was no gym bunny, but his pecs had natural definition and the tight lines of his abs were visible.

His spiderweb tattoo continued down the right side of his torso, where several nasty-looking cartoon spiders with big eyes and long fangs had been inked climbing on the web. There was a simple steel ring piercing his tiny, manly left nipple.

A delicious trail of curling man-hair ran from his chest down through his abs, past his belly button, and then … down below …

There, it blended into a
thick patch of dark pubic hair. His balls were large and heavy and dangled low in their sacs.

But the main event—the cock—WOW.

It aroused her and frightened her at the same time. It had to be about nine inches long … but the length wasn’t the scariest part. It was just so WIDE. Almost as wide as her wrist … It was wider across than vertically, giving it this slightly ugly, squashed appearance.

The skin of the penis was a tan color, slightly darker than the skin on the rest of Jonnie’s body; while the head of the cock was bulbous and swollen and purple, like an angry plumb. The w
hole shaft was covered in a web of dark veins.

Horsecock,
she thought.

It did remind her of an animal’s cock. Huge, ugly, not a handsome organ by any means …

But still, the thought of that monster sliding up inside her sent another shiver through her, and she could feel a fresh trickle of lubrication leaking from her sex to drip down her inner thigh.

She remembered reading in
Cosmo
or somewhere that if a guy’s cock was really big and made you nervous, that you should be on top, take charge, maintain control of the depth of the penetration.

Somehow she didn’t think Jonnie would be up for that …

She wouldn’t mind a little roughness. His animal lust was intoxicating, so thick she could almost taste and smell it … and she liked that. But he was SO big. She just hoped he might be a little gentle with her at first.

Jonnie brought her back to the present when he grabbed his heavy cock
and smacked the thick meaty head if it into her cheek several times.

“She’s seen it and I think she’s impressed, Matthew,” he told his friend. “Look at those wide eyes.”

He took the cockhead and pushed it against the bridge of her nose, rubbing it there, soft, rubbery and warm. Her nostrils were filled with the musky and sweat-salty scent of him. He ran the head down her nose, and the slit oozed a sticky trail of pre-cum--like he wanted to leave a trace of his male scent there for her to smell.

“But, enough of this playtime,” Jonnie said. “I am eager for the rutting to begin.”

He stepped behind her again …

She could feel Jonnie’s hands on her butt cheeks now, prying them apart, as if trying to expose her even further. He ran one hand up along her dripping pussy-slit, brushing the inner lips there, causing her to gasp.

He then continued up, probing at her asshole. Slick with her juices, one of his fingertips slid in, penetrating about an inch.

The sensation was unexpected, but not unpleasant.
Was THIS what he was going for? She really hoped not … She needed him in her pussy so bad. Besides, she would
never
be able to take that monster of his back
there
, where she had limited experience and was very tight.

“Look at that pucker,” Jonnie said. “All pretty and pink,
such a tight little sphincter. Hmmm. I wonder, Matthew …”

“You’re thinking of doing her butt?” Jonnie asked. “You never mentioned that, dude.”

“Yes, you’re right. I’d better stick to the program. Intriguing as her nether hole is, I told you I’d show you how to breed a bitch, my friend … And that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

Suddenly, she felt the spongy head of his massive maleness slapping against
her right ass cheek. There was a spot of warm wetness there … His precum dabbing on her skin.

Then, the cockhead was poking lower, prodding at her pussy lips. It rubbed her there slightly, moving up and down … She realized he had to be adjusting his “aim” with his hand.

“Dude, umm, do you want a condom?” she heard Matt ask.

You’re such a gentleman, Matt,
Alyssin thought. Nice of him to bring that up … Though she had a feeling she knew what Jonnie would say.

“You have any Magnums?” Jonnie asked flatly.

Alyssin was confused for a second, thinking of ice cream bars … Until she remembered, vaguely, that there was also a kind of condom made for very large penises called “Magnums.”

“Uhh … No,” Matt said. “I guess one size fits all don’t cut it, huh?”

“It doesn’t matter,” Jonnie said. “I hate those things anyway.”

“What, Magnums?” Matt asked.

“No,” Jonnie said. “Such prophylactics in general, my dear friend. A man was meant to breed and seed … Not to shoot his male essence into a glorified baggie.”

There was that word again: BREED.

It brought Alyssin’s mind back to those ovulation twinges she’d been having periodically all evening. If Jonnie came inside her now, she actually could get pregnant. What were the chances? Wasn’t it something like two percent per unprotected sex act? Or was it higher if you KNEW your egg was shooting down your tube, like hers probably was? They’d taught them in school, but she couldn’t remember … Much of her brain felt fuzzy and distant at the moment.

The part of her brain that was responsible for considering odds and long-term consequences
wasn’t what had led her to this apartment tonight, with these two men, in the first place.

No, that had been the work of another part of her brain, ancient and animal, the instinctual mind of a female in heat …

Suddenly, Jonnie’s cock found its target. The optimum angle of approach … She could actually feel her outer lips being stretched apart as it entered her.

His hands gripped her waist hard … She could feel his nails digging into her skin a little as he slowly pushed his rampant maleness inside of her body.

He didn’t get very far.

Just inside her opening, the angry, fat head of the cock became stuck … lodged there.

Alyssin winced. There was
a pressing, cutting sort of pain. Despite how wet she was, it just didn’t seem to want to go in any further—it was just
too damn wide.

Now, she was honestly and truly scared, which caused her pussy to clench down even more on his cockhead.

He tried to shove it in again, and she squirmed in pain … and sobbed.

“Dude, she’s hurtin’!” Matt said. “Seriously.”

“No pain, no gain,” she heard Jonnie say.

Jonnie tried to push into her again with all of his might, his cock only moving in a fraction of an inch more. She shuddered.

“No, man,” Matt said. “I mean, she’s
really
hurting. You said this whole thing was about showing me how to get a chick feeling so good she’d do anything, right? But nothing about pain.”

“Not serious torture, no,” Jonnie said. “I mean … Ass-smacking, hair pulling …
the cunts love a demonstration of mastery. But I’m not into bitches crying in pain and all that.”

“So we have a little speed bump in the pussy highway though, right, dude?”

“My dick’s already wet, my friend,” Jonnie said. “No stopping now. She’ll get used to it, she’ll stretch. A baby can come out of that passage, you know …”

“Yeah, but I think I can help,” Matt said
“Just one sec …”

Matt bent down by the end of the couch. She could feel his hand for a moment, massaging her hip reassuringly. Then, his fingers were gently sliding through her pubic hair, seeking something …

“Whoa,” Jonnie warned. “Do NOT touch the dick, Matthew.”

Matt chuckled. “That’s why I’m down here, to get a better view
, to make sure I don’t. I only want to touch girl parts, believe me!”

An instant later, Matt found her clit. Even with the painful pressure of
Jonnie’s cock prying open the entrance to her pussy, his touch on her most sensitive nubbin of flesh felt good.

“Don’t worry, beautiful,” Matt told her. “Just try and relax, okay?”

His fingers were on her clit, massaging slowly, using her own overflowing juices as lubricant.

The
sexual tension that had been building up in her body all evening seemed to flow there … collecting into an electric charge that was ready to explode.  

She felt him take her clit between two fingers,
pinching it gently while he rubbed the little bud between them. Going faster now, just the right rhythm …

Oh
Matt,
she thought.
Jonnie might treat you like a newbie … But somewhere, somehow, you obviously learned how to touch a woman!

The tingling in her clit built to a warm explosion of pleasure that enveloped her entire body, waves of
bliss shooting out through her limbs, even to her toes and fingertips.

“Oh Gaw
wwd!” she moaned.

Her back arched, her head lifted off the pillows …

And inside of her, the muscles were spasming, too. Her pussy was clenching and squeezing of its own accord, as a torrent of fresh juices leaked out around Jonnie’s cockhead.

As if from some distant place, she heard Matt say, “I’m clear dude … She’s all yours!”

The pleasure had overcome the pain and fear. The contractions of her cunt worked at the massive cockhead lodged within her, the muscular walls of her womanhood practically trying to swallow it, suck it into her deeper.

Jonnie tightened his grasp on her hips, and pushed again, hard …

And sank in.

S
he felt the wide shaft slowly but steadily sinking into her body, impaling her, stirring her to lustful sensation even as the tremors of her first climax died down.

There was still a little too much pressure, a little pain.

But she thought she could deal with that now.

“How much?” she moaned. “Jonnie …?”

He seemed to understand her half-voiced question. “Only seven inches so far, whore. But you’re quite eager. Soon, you’ll feel it all … I promise.”

She could already feel him slowly thrusting in and out of her, building into a rhythm for a proper fuck.