Then she started to calm down a little, trying to think about how she was ever going to face Tim again. She had been too shocked and mortified to think about it at the time, but she could have sworn that when Tim saw her, he was rubbing that huge bulge in his pants. And had it been growing… bigger? It was definitely fake, no question, no man’s cock was THAT big, not even on her daddies dirty tapes Becky had snuck a peek at on a few occasions.
What the fuck is wrong with me, she said out loud. She had just been busted masturbating and she was getting turned on again. Her pussy was betraying her, getting hot and wet again, uncontrollably begging to be touched. There was no harm in giving in, Becky thought. Her fingertips traced a slow path from her nipples down her flat hard stomach, towards her overactive cunt, softly rubbing a finger against her…
SLAM!
What was that? Was that the back door? Is there someone in my house? Becky dove for clothing, terrified as she heard determined footsteps coming up the stairs, straight for her door…
Becky looked out the window and noticed Tim was gone. She was certain it was him coming up the stairs and her face turned red. Both fear that the next-door boy was going to tell her off and make fun of her and excitement that maybe, just maybe, he was going to show her whether that amazing bulge of his was real…
The door shrieked open and Becky let out a small scream as she covered her nubile body with a sheet. A massive silhouette appeared in the doorframe. Because of the light coming from the alleyway, all Becky could see was Tim’s frame and she recognized instantly the massive bulging muscles of his arms, his broad shoulders that could carry two men easily, the V-shape of his sculpted torso and… What was that moving shadow near his waist? As Tim approached, the light from the window illuminate his frame. The unmistakable sight of an erect cock of mammoth proportions distending his snug shorts almost to the breaking point, extending past his waist in the left direction as well as past his navel, something the size of a large apple poking at the distended lycra, making small jumps. between the chiseled muscles of his thighs, two large lumps, the size of goose eggs, nested low and heavy, themselves distending the material that held them in place. They were also moving back and forth, almost growing right before her eyes. Tim said nothing but just stood there with a smile on his face. Becky was reassured, for the moment…
Becky was trembling with fear, initially from hearing the heavy feet stomping up her stairs and seeing a massive, muscular stud standing in the doorway. Her eyes slowly travelled down his chiseled body and attempted to reason to her brain what she was seeing. Her pussy triggered a mild spasm in her body as it kicked into gear like a racecar, her mouth hanging open, her eyes wide and glassy. She had a million excuses racing around in her head that she had conjured up after being caught masturbating in the window, but now all that her brain could muster was “…. cock ….. big, monster cock….” as she stared, hypnotised like the unwitting subject at a magic show. The longer she stared, little helpless noises squeaking from her throat, she stopped thinking about clutching the blanket to her body, the hem of the sheets ever-so-slowly sliding down, inch after inch of her big D-cup tits on her tiny frame came creeping into view as tiny drops of honey began to leak down the inside of her thighs…
The uncovering of Becky’s large, firm breasts enlarged Tim’s massive cock even further. The beast now stood at a full 15 inches of forearm-thick manmeat, the vast network of blood vessels pumping at its surface with every beat of his heart, which was, by now, racing with excitement.
“Becky, I never knew you were so hot!” he said as he sat next to her on her bed. Becky was frozen with lust, unable to remove her almost tearful eyes from the sight of Tim’s enormous tool.
“Is this real?” she stammered back pointing at his upright turgid monster dick.
“Sure, would you like to touch it to check for yourself?” Hesitantly at first, Becky extended her arm and her fingers clasped at the huge rigid pole. Her small fingers could not encompass much more than half of it incredible girth. She could feel the blood pumping through the prominent veins.
“Ooh, it’s so warm…” she cooed. She flung her bedcover to the side and Tim saw her in all her glory. His cock lurched forward and a strand a pre-cum dripped down his flared helmet all the way down to where Becky’s hand was mesmerisingly exploring the vast ridged surface of his shaft.
“Grip it tighter and put your mouth on it.” Tim’s words were soft but his manly authority was not to be mistaken. Almost in a trance, Becky sat on her knees and, with both hands gripping at Tim’s shaft, she seductively started licking the liquid offering now pouring from the stud’s cumslit…
Becky’s heart raced and her body quivered as she attempted to grip the cannon of Tim’s shaft, quickly realizing she had to guide it rather than grip it because her little hand wouldn’t fit all the way around.
She leaned down, although she didn’t have to go very far, to wrap her tongue around the massive apple head of Tim’s weapon. The copious precum coated her tongue and lips, trickling down her throat and oozing down the shaft, changing directions with each throbbing vein it crossed until finally drooling over Becky’s fingers. Her hand became slick and slippery, starting to make wet squishing sounds as she slid it up and down the overinflated piston, the skin on Tim’s shaft shiny and slick as her hand moved.
Becky licked in wide circles, the tip of her soft young tounge tracing the ridge around the perimeter of Tim’s giant cocktip, using her tongue to scoop more of his sweet, buttery precum from the ridge on the underside of the head, finally teasing the monster by wiggling the tip of her tongue inside his cumslit.
She pressed her mouth against the cockhead, french-kissing it, before trying to push her mouth down onto Tim’s pole, only to realize that when she opened her mouth as far as it would go, she couldn’t even get all of the tip between her lips! This just turned her on even more, her pussy was churning in overtime now, the sheets under her ass beginning to grow wetter by the second. She brought her other hand up to help control the bucking and pulsing rod, gripping it with both tiny hands in a vain attempt to wrangle it as her mouth slurped and sucked any available square inch of flesh she could get her lips and tongue around…