"Shoes," he repeated, taking charge of the situation, dominating her with his size, his stern voice, and the animal desire that flushed everything else aside.
She kept her breathing shallow and controlled as she nervously undid the lacings, her poor cunt throbbing endlessly as she pictured his gnarled root spearing her and filling her stomach with glorious man-strength. She slipped off his shoes and continued without being told, rolling off his socks and laying them neatly on the floor, her actions obedient and sure. Then looking up at him, she asked quietly, keeping her voice steady, "Is there anything else you would like me to do while I'm down here?"
"As a matter of fact there is," he said, opening his pants and letting them slide down around his ankles.
"I'll do your underpants," she said quickly, wanting to prolong the agony of anticipation as she saw the gleaming tip of his gigantic tool peeking out at her from below the leg of his shorts. She took the soft cloth in her fingers and eased his shorts steadily downward, sliding the waistband slowly over his slender hips until his golden pubic hairs showed. Her mouth watered. Her lips trembled as the cloth moved, creeping slowly at her insistent pressure, finally exposing the huge base of his prick.
"You'll like it," he assured her, seeing her wince at the measurements of his thick tool. "I'm going to see to it that you like it."
She didn't answer, keeping her eyes glued to his wide shaft as she continued to pull at his shorts, revealing more of the unbelievable organ, teasing herself with the slow movement, studying the tangled pattern of fat blue veins clearly highlighted against the white of his skin. She swallowed again, her cunt a raging inferno. The shorts slipped to mid-thigh, exposing the head of the monster.
"My God!" she found herself saying as ten inches of half-hard dick hung incredibly thick only inches from her face. "It's beautiful," she whispered breathlessly, fascinated by its sheer size. She remained motionless, in awe-struck wonder. It's like looking at an undulating cobra, she thought, repelled and attracted at the same time. Her senses told her it wasn't true. Her trembling cunt ached maddeningly with searing lust as she gently hefted it in her two hands, thrilling at the strength of it, yet appalled and shaking at the length of it.
"You like it, honey?" he asked, moving it closer to her shocked face.
"Oh, God yes!" she moaned, kissing the gigantic tip and lavishing small kisses along the length of it. "I want it in me," she groaned passionately, dragging her tongue back and forth over it in a frenzy. "All of it! I want all of it in me!"
"Make it hard, baby," he gloated openly. "And if you are good Daddy will give his little girl a reward."
"I'll be good," she promised, hurrying to force the tip into her hot mouth.
"Make it real hard, Baby, 'cause Daddy has a special surprise for you," he laughed, feeling her soft lips and open throat grasping for more of his swelling tool, tickling a sadistic fancy as he watched her wrestle frantically with the bulbous tip and an inch or so of shaft despite pushing herself onto it with all her strength.
It's gonna kill me, she thought wildly, continuing to suck at the giant stem. It's going to tear me apart! Split me right down the middle! Her aching cunt was racked with spasm after spasm of wrenching desire, wanting to be filled, crying out to be stretched and bruised with the throbbing battering ram.
"That's the baby," he cooed happily, his dick straight out now. "Make it good and hard."
She cupped his balls with one hand and with the other she stroked the base of his shaft. She sucked and licked and swirled her tongue on the hard root, coaxing it with her churning mouth to even longer lengths, desperate to make him happy.
His smile was one of pure delight, watching her for long minutes in her frenzy to get more into her eager mouth, sliding on it, pulling it, pushing it, her jaws gaping, and still only the knob and a small portion of his rigid dick could she get into her mouth.
"You sure can suck a dick, honey," he praised. "Now let's see what else you can do." He lifted her by the arm and led her to the night stand by the bed.
Magically and suddenly, she found herself on her feet and walking next to him, her eyes lovingly on his swaying manhood, still not believing it to be real, intimidated by it, openly afraid, hoping he would be gentle with her, open her slowly before easing the tip into her wide cunt. Then force it all the way in, she thought. Push it in until I cry enough! Then force more of it into me!
She didn't notice him open the drawer of the night stand and take out a tube of lubricant. Her mind saw only his glorious phallus swaying ponderously as he moved.
Then just as suddenly as before, she found herself lying on the bed and having no idea of how she got there, just that she could still see his huge dick as he slowly milked it with his big hand, teasing her, taunting her with its bigness.
"So ya like em big, huh?" he asked, his voice hard.
"Oh, please!" she begged, her knees rocking open and closed in anticipation. "Please put it in me!"
"Oh, I'm going to," he drawled slowly, squeezing out a handful of jelly onto his prick. "I'm going to put the whole thing into you. You can bet on that."
"Please! Now!" she moaned.
He stared down at her, a thin smile on his face as he spread the lubricant evenly over his cock. Then his smile grew sadistic as he ordered, "Turn over!"
She obeyed quickly, thinking he was going to fuck her doggy-fashion, to drive that huge hunk of meat into her wide-open cunt from the rear. She hugged a pillow to her breast and raised her ass high in the air, her knees spread, feeling him move onto the bed and position himself behind her.
He gently fondled the moons of her ass as he brought his knees between hers, barely touching her raging slit with the tip of his tool as he kneaded the soft flesh of her buttocks.
"I'm going to enjoy this," he said slowly, seeing her tightly stretched asshole so delicate and unprotected, so open and trusting before him. He ran a greasy finger across her tensely knotted starburst, feeling the muscle cringe beneath the unexpected touch.
"Hurry! Fuck me!" she cried, moving back to meet the head of his huge tool. But instead of the lips of her searching cunt finding the object of her desire, she felt the greased tip of his dick press lightly against her virgin asshole. Too late she knew his intentions.
His hands closed over her hips in a vise-like grip. "Don't you move, bitch!" he snarled. "You wanted it and now you're going to get it!"
"Not in my ass!" she cried, wiggling frantically to be free, her mind racing feverishly at the horrendous possibility of him forcing twelve inches of hard cock into her struggling ass. She panicked, thrashing wildly against him, kicking out her legs in desperate defense until his huge fist slammed into the side of her head, dazing her in a shower of exploding stars.
Her head hurt terribly from the vicious punch, then through a fog of pain she felt her knees being pried apart and his weight shifting the mattress as he crawled closer behind her. In blind seething panic, she tried to move, but her body refused to obey. Her arms and legs were putty, useless and limp. Even the steadily increasing pressure as his cock head fought to gain entrance into her ass held no real meaning for her. It was as if it were happening to someone else, as if she were watching safely from a distance.
But then the tight ring of her ass began to open, yielding to his unstoppable lance. Slowly at first, the feeling just new and strange, not painful, but very much similar to the pressure she had felt before her cherry had been broken.
And again she felt her tiny asshole stretching, opening still further, the pain like none she had ever experienced. And still he was not in her!
He felt the God-awful lust of domination, watching as her puckered asshole retreated, clamping tightly shut as the shining tip pressed against it. He stared ravenously at her soft crack, watching intently as he increased the pressure, seeing the wrinkled ring give ground grudgingly and finally accept the very tip, slipping tightly onto it and quivering like a virgin at his approach.