“Is Mark’s cock really as big as I’ve been hearing?”
Cherie looked up and realized she hadn’t been paying attention at all.
“Sorry, WHAT?”
“Mark’s cock. You know. That thing between his legs that drives women wild. The source of limitless pleasure. The reason Jessica couldn’t cheer at Homecoming. His COCK!”
“ Will you please keep your voice down? GOD, Heather!” Cherie looked around, hoping no one had noticed them.
Heather grinned and wiggled her eyebrows. “Look, if anyone would know, you would. I hear all sorts of rumors so I thought I’d just ask you. You guys are tight, right?”
“Not THAT tight. I mean, we’re good friends and all, but I haven’t seen his… his…”
“COCK?”
“ Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Oh my god, Cherie. Seriously? You can’t say the word?”
“I can, but I choose not to bellow it in the quad. Unlike SOME people I might mention.”
“Whatever. So? Is it huge? Is it gigantic? Does it have its own zip code? TELL ME!!!!”
Cherie wished she could crawl away and die. “I don’t know!” she hissed. “He’s my brother’s best friend and this may come as a shock to you, but when he’s over at my house, he wears clothes.”
“You’ve never been swimming with him? He’s never fallen asleep on the couch and had himself a little dream, you know the kind, the ones that cause certain things to grow bigger, harder, and longer? You’ve never accidentally walked in on him in the shower?”
“Heather, I love you, but if you don’t keep your voice down, so help me god, I will beat you to death with my book bag.”
Heather pouted, then her face cleared. “Ok, well, now you’re on a mission. I need you to find out for me. I’ve been hearing all sorts of things, but you know how those skinny bitches lie. Promise you’ll do it?”
“NO!” Cherie responded. “I’m not going to sneak in on him to see how big his… his…”
“Cock,” Heather said helpfully.
“ Cock is,” Cherie finished.
“So? How are you going to do it?”
“I’m NOT! Besides, what do you care? You didn’t break up with Brett, did you?”
“Bless his stupid little heart, no, I didn’t break up with Brett. My reasons are my own — call them idle curiosity but you are going to do it. Look Cherie, I don’t want to have to resort to emotional blackmail, really I don’t, but who has been your best friend all through high school and college?”
“You have been.”
“That’s right. And who was on your side when those skinny bitches were making your life a living hell?”
“You were.”
“That’s right. And who let you copy her chemistry homework an entire year?”
“You did.”
“Now stick with me. Who wants to know how big Mark’s cock is?”
“You do.”
“And who’s going to find out for me?”
Cherie sighed. “I am.”
“Damn right. Go get ‘em Tiger. I’m an inquiring mind and I want to know.”
Cherie laughed. Heather was always getting her into trouble and pushing her out of her comfort zone. Heather mockingly shook a warning finger at her and took off.
Was her brother’s best friend really that well-endowed? It would make sense. When he was in high school, it seemed like he was always dating someone or other. But since they got to college, she hadn’t seen him dating much at all.
Unfortunately, the thought of Mark, nearly naked, with a giant cock wasn’t good for her studies. Cherie knew she’d never get any more work done, so she closed up her books and headed home. If her brother were home, she could probably ask him, or maybe she would be really lucky and run into Mark herself. Then all she would need is a way to bring it up — so to speak.
As she pulled into the driveway, she found Mark outside, shirt off, cutting the lawn. She’d always thought he was good looking, but watching him pushing around the mower, she was struck by the fact that he was more than that. He was really ripped, with the lean body of a swimmer and the bleached blonde hair that came from hours in the local pool.
He grinned at her, white teeth flashing against his tanned skin and waved.
She waved back, but all she could think about was what he was hiding. Her eyes wandered down and she wished his shorts were just a bit tighter so that she could figure out if he was really that big?
“Heya, Cherie,” he said, turning off the mower. “How was school?”
“Fine. How is the mowing coming? I take it you lost another bet,” Cherie said smiling.
“Yeah, I either have to stop playing poker with your brother or at least start playing for money instead of chores. Old habits die hard.”
Cherie smiled. “Same old, same old,” she said. “You’ve been saying that for years. I am starting to think you like mowing since it seems like you lose every week. I think you do more chores around here than he does.” Not that she minded.
He laughed at her comment as she got out of the car, “Hey, I almost forgot… do you know my friend Heather?”
“Your best friend? Um, yeah, of course I do.”
“She was asking about you at school today. She wanted to know if you’d be at Melissa’s party tonight. Are you planning to go?”
“Maybe. Are you going?”
“Why? Afraid to walk in without a date?”
He laughed. “Well, you know the ladies can’t keep their hands off me” he said with a smile.
Cherie smiled back. “Can you even imagine what people would say if we showed up together? My brother would find out within about 3 minutes.”
Mark smirked, “All we would need to do is hold hands, you could sit in my lap, maybe make out a bit.”
“I wouldn’t want to crush you,” she said.
He laughed. “I’m not saying things wouldn’t be a bit hard, but I think I could handle it,” he said with a wink.
Cherie felt a little flutter in her stomach as she realized what he was saying. For a moment, she looked at him, her eyes narrowed trying to decide if he was serious or mocking her.
“You know, that wouldn’t be a bad idea. It would save me from all the annoying co-eds bugging me.”
“HEY!” she said, with mock outrage. “I’m a co-ed!”
“Yeah, for what, another month?” he said with a smile, “Besides, you’ve never acted like most of the girls there. All they talk about is clothes, their hair or their latest diet.”
“That’s not all those girls talk about… Jessica had a few stories to share that weren’t about her nails.”
His face flushed. “Jessica? What do you know about that?”
“Well, I heard you were the reason she missed homecoming last year.”
“I think I better finish mowing the lawn,” he said evasively and started up the mower.
Cherie’s mind was spinning as she headed inside. She knew she should be focused on other things, but she just couldn’t get the idea of Mark being well-hung out of her mind. Between what Heather had said today, and what Mark hadn’t said, it seemed like it was really true.
She had always gotten along well her brother, but with Mark it had been different. He’d always been pretty cool and hadn’t ever treated her like she was an annoying child. He would include her, even when her brother had “forgotten” to invite her. Plus, it always seemed like he was the only one that ever noticed her new dress or sweater — even if it wasn’t a size 6. He had made high school and college bearable yet until today, she hadn’t ever thought of him as a guy, he was just, well, Mark.
She heard the mower stop again and soon he came in, covered with sweat and little bits of grass.
“Done?” she asked.
“Do you think your parents would mind if I hopped in the pool before I left?”
“Mind? ‘Course not,” Cherie answered and then frowned. “Actually, sometimes it seems like you are the only one that uses it.”
“Well then, you better join me this time!”
It was a conversation they had had too many times to count. Even though her parents owned a pool, Cherie was not a big fan of stripping to nearly nothing and swimming but in the end, her curiosity got the better of her.
“Sure,” she answered, “Just let me get changed.”
“Really?” he asked surprised.
“Sure, why not?” she answered. “It’s hot out and it’s just the two of us.”
In her bedroom, she looked through her bathing suits, rejecting each until she found the two-piece her mother had pressured her to buy. The ties on either side made the suit fit snugly around her curvy hips. She then tied on the top, a little tighter than normal to make sure her full breasts were shown to their best advantage. As she checked herself out in the mirror she saw her nipples poking through the thin material and considered wearing a light cover-up too but changed her mind. If she was going to do this, she was going to own it.
She grabbed a towel and headed out back. Mark was underwater and when she saw him her bravery almost waned. She froze for a moment, watching as he emerged, wiped the water from his eyes and as he noticed her, his jaw dropped.
“Good god! Cherie, if your parents get home and see you wearing that, they are going to kill you — and maybe me too!” he said stunned.
“You really like it?” she asked throwing the towel down the chaise. “It’s just the two of us, who cares what I wear?”
“Hey, you can wear whatever you want around me,” he said. “Or not wear, as the case may be. That thing looks nearly painted on.”
She twirled around, struck a pose and said, “I didn’t know if you would appreciate it.”
“Oh I do, but you better hope you can get back into the house before your mother or father gets home.”
“My parents? They are gone all weekend — Napa Valley trip until Sunday night.”
“Well, okay,” he said dubiously.
“If it makes you that uncomfortable, I could just take it off,” she said challengingly.
“Whatever you like,” he retorted, not taking his eyes off of her for a moment.
She reached back behind and started to tug the strings waiting for him to say something. She turned sideways so that he could see her pulling the string to her bikini top. “Are you sure?” she asked as she tugged the strings.
“Positive,” he said.
Cherie couldn’t believe what was happening. She could tell she was having an effect on him. He was staring at her with a look in his eyes that she had never seen from him before. If she had any doubts about how he felt about her body they instantly disappeared.
She dropped the strings and they fell loose behind her. Her top was hanging down, only secured by the strings around her neck and she saw Mark swallow, his eyes never leaving her lush body.
She reached up to the back of her neck and undid the strings there. “Are you sure you don’t mind?” she asked. “I wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble.”
“No trouble here,” he croaked.
“Great,” she said, dropping the top to the ground. I wanted to get an even tan.”
Her dark pink nipples were hard and she could feel herself getting wet, but he was still in the pool. She was fairly certain that he already had an erection, but how could she see?
“Would you mind putting some suntan lotion on my back,” she asked sweetly.
“Maybe in a little bit,” he said. “I’m just going to do a few laps.”
“I knew it!” she crowed. “It does bother you — you are uncomfortable with me topless.”
“No, it doesn’t!” he replied hotly. “You want some oil on your back, fine.”
“Good,” she said, and turned the chaise lounge around so it faced him. Then, she lay down on her stomach and said, “I’m waiting.”
She could see the internal struggle in him, then his face resolved. “Fine.” With one smooth move, he pulled himself up and out of the pool.
She gasped. His swimsuit clung to him and she could see the outline of his cock, giant, and bigger than anything she’d even known possible. He was hard and if his cock had been pointing straight up, she was sure it would have emerged from his waistband. Instead, it was angled to the side and she could see why Jessica hadn’t made it to the game.
Now that she’d verified how big he was, she knew she should stop, but she knew there was no way she could. She would have to push this as far as she could. She wanted him and from the way he was acting, he wanted it too.
He picked up the bottle of oil and before she could say anything, straddled from behind.
“What are you doing?” she gasped as she felt his muscular legs press against her softer ones.
“Just putting on some oil. Why? Does this bother you?”
“No,” she said, feeling herself getting even more turned on. “It’s just that your bathing suit is so wet.”
“Easily fixed,” he said. “As long as you don’t mind, I can just take it off.”
“Not at all,” she whispered, then cleared her throat and repeated louder. “Not at all.”
She heard him stand up, heard his swimsuit plop on the ground, then he reassumed his former position, but this time, she could feel his giant rod in the deep cleft of her ass.
He squirted the lotion on her back and began to work it in with his strong hands. “Like this?” he asked.
“Mmmmhmmm,” she replied, loving the feel of his hands on her. He massaged the oil into her back, then her arms and as he did, she felt his cock sliding up and down between her ass-cheeks.
“I hate to ruin this bathing suit with oil,” he said suggestively.
“You’re right,” she said. “Since you’re already down there, do you mind taking it off for me?”
“Not at all,” he said and untied the strings on both sides. She lifted her hips slightly and he tugged it out.
As his hands went lower, slowly running down her back, and then, she felt him fingers reach her round ass. His hands ran along her wide hips and down around the curve of her ass and back up again. Slowly, he began to massage her ass, then added a bit more oil.
“Wouldn’t want your perfect butt to burn, would we?” he said.
“That’s very thoughtful of you,” she replied and spread her legs a silent invitation.
He climbed off and folded a towel on the ground next to the chair, then kneeled on it. He dribbled oil up and down both of her legs, slowly, touching every curve of her body all the way to her feet. Everywhere he touched it was like fire on her skin, sending thrills throughout her body. When he got to her feat, he started massaging the oil back up her legs again.
“That feels so good,” she said softly.
“Yes, it does,” he answer, his voice husky and deep.
As he reached the backs of her soft thighs, he slowed down a bit, giving her the chance to stop him, but she said nothing.
She spread her legs just a bit more, giving him the access he needed. He massaged the oil into her soft inner thighs, then wiped his hands off on a towel. Gently, his fingers slipped between the folds of her soaked pussy and she moaned in response.
She reached back and traced down his stomach until she found his cock, hard and waiting. As she wrapped her fingers around it, she felt him swell even further in her hand.
“Holy shit, Mark,” she breathed. “You’ve been hiding this the whole time?”
“Well,” he said modestly. “Besides, you’ve been hiding things too,” he said as his other hand slowly traced the swell of her ass.
“I haven’t been hiding anything,” she answered and then moaned as his fingers found her clit.
“You think I really like mowing the lawn?” he said softly, “I can’t tell you how long I have wanted to slid my hands across your hips and down between your soft thighs.”
Cherie gasped as his hands matched his words and his he slid one finger inside. He teased her gently and she gasped as she pushed back against him, raising her ass wanting more.
“Wow, you’re dripping wet,” he said chuckling.
“How else am I going to get that log between your legs into me?” she moaned.
“True,” he said, and added another finger. As a second digit plunged into her, his thumb started making little circles around her clit, teasing her and making her even wetter.
“Shit, I don’t think I can take much more of this,” she said and he quickened his pace, teasing her little bud and sending shivers through her body. She began to jack his massive cock slowly and feeling him get even harder in her hand turned her on even more. She felt the pleasure deepen as he teased her clit relentlessly. She could feel the excitement build and she moaned as his fingers continued to teas her relentlessly. Suddenly she realized she couldn’t take much more and that he was going to make her cum. Pleasure shot throughout her body and she could barely breathe as the orgasm hit.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screamed into the towel as the fire in her pussy spread throughout her body.
Mark kept her orgasm going, drawing it out and continuing his slow rhythm on her clit until she finally pushed his hand aside.
Breathing hard, she said, “Wow, that was amazing.”
“I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?” he asked with a smirk.
She smacked his leg and said, “No, but with that giant cock of yours I bet you’re about to.”
He just grinned wickedly and winked. “Let’s go inside where we’ll have a bit more room,” he said smiling.
“After that, I can barely walk!” she said, as she stood up her legs still wobbly.
Before she could realize what he was doing, Mark had scooped her up and walked her into the house. She couldn’t believe how easily he carried her up the stairs and then placed her down on her bed.
Looking up at his member, she said, “Looks like you need a little reminder of why we’re up here.”
He climbed up on the bed and she pushed him on his back, then kissed her way down his chest to his semi-erect cock. Taking it in her hands, she said, “I still can’t believe how big this thing is. You should make movies.”
“You want me to get my phone?” he asked slyly. “I can put it up on YouTube, if you like.”
“Hell no!” she laughed. “Then, my parents really would slaughter us. Besides I’m a big believer in not leaving any evidence behind.”
“You never know,” he began, but just then Cherie dropped her head down and sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth.
“Never mind,” Mark breathed and lay back, eyes closed. Cherie squeezed his cock as she sucked and was rewarded with it stiffening in her hands. She sucked him deep in her mouth and then realized the best she could do was still not enough. She had him as deep as she could and she wasn’t even close to taking his entire cock. There just wasn’t any way.
As she bobbed her head up and down on Mark’s cock, she gently massaged his balls, feeling them heavy in her hand. He moaned, then pulled her up and placed her pussy directly over his mouth. As she felt his warm breath at her pussy, all she could think was how easily he’d picked her up, as if she were weightless.
His hands roamed her full ass and then pulled her down until she felt his tongue lap gently at her wide-open pussy. She moaned around his cock and squeezed, tasting the drop of precum that leaked out of the tip. His tongue teased her, lapping at her folds, lightly flicking her clit, but moving on after the tantalizing touch. Gently kissing the inside of her thighs, his mouth was hot on her and she felt shivers as he explored her curves, never staying too long in one place, but leaving cool little spots where his tongue had been.
Returning to her efforts, she licked from the base of his cock back up to the tip then sucked him back in as deeply as she could. She felt him swell again and wondered just how big he could get. She jacked him with both hands but was having trouble concentrating; the feeling of his mouth on her cunt was just too powerful.
She began to grind her pussy on his hungry mouth and he pushed up hard, thrusting his tongue deep into her. As she found her rhythm, she felt the familiar sensations begin again, the rush of pleasure, the heat, and as another orgasm began to overtake her, she buried her head in his groin and just let it take over.
He grasped her tightly to him and plunged his tongue inside her, holding her while she shuddered and trembled with the force of her orgasm. Her body felt like it was on fire, every place sensitive to his touch.
As it died down, she started to breathe again and gave Mark’s cock a last, deep suck. Even though she had already had two mind-blowing orgasms, she still felt she wanted more.
She rolled off him onto her back and spread her legs, opening herself up. Mark crawled up and kneeled between her parted thighs, his hard cock gently lying on top of her wet pussy.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked.
“As ready as I’ll ever be. Just go slow,” she replied.
Slowly, carefully, Mark rubbed the bulbous tip of his cock between her sopping lips then pushed it gently against her tight opening. Looking at his thick cock, she knew there was no way it was going to fit into her and she bit her arm to keep from screaming. He was splitting her in half with his giant member, a wonderful mixture of pleasure and pain! She took a deep breath and willed her body to relax — his cock was so big that she needed a few seconds to stretch and accommodate him. The intensity was almost more than she could take. He groaned and pushed a bit deeper into her, then stopped, watching her closely. She took a couple deep breaths, then nodded. He continued his steady rhythm until about half his cock was inside her.
He pulled out slowly, then pushed back in just a little bit more. With every thrust she felt bolts of pleasure shoot through her as he started going deeper and deeper. Finally, she watched his huge member disappear inside of her, she simply couldn’t believe it was possible but unable to concentrate on anything but the feelings her body was experiencing. Faster and harder he began to pound into her and she pushed back as hard as she could, meeting his hard groin with her soft belly, feeling his balls slap against her ass.
As she ground back against him, she felt him thicken and she couldn’t believe how good it felt. Nothing in her life had given her as much pleasure as Mark’s huge cock in her little pussy. He slid in and out, hard body thrusting into her and filling her up. She felt his hands grip her hips and pull her hard against him, then one hand slipped up a cupped her full breast. He played with it gently, and when he tweaked her nipple and she felt the sparks start inside her again.
She moaned and pushed back hard against him as he pistoned in and out of her, slamming his body hard against her ass and sending waves of pleasure throughout her.
“Oh my god, here comes another one!” she cried and felt his cock tense in response.
He reached down and began to massage her clit while he thrust into her and it sent her over the edge. The next orgasm exploded through her and she began moaning uncontrollably, her pussy gripped his thick cock even tighter and she moaned with the pleasure. Soon, he hardened more than she thought possible and he came with her, squeezing her breasts and finally, plunging deep into her, emptied himself inside her.
“That was ridiculous,” she said. “I didn’t think I was going to be able to take you.”
As his cock softened, it slid from her bruised little pussy. He looked down and said, “You are unbelievably tight. I wasn’t sure I’d fit.”
She giggled at that. “One thing though. I think we’re in trouble now.”
His brow clouded. “How so?”
“Well, if we’re going to Melissa’s party tonight and I show up walking like Jessica did, people are going to know something’s up.”
“Well, there’s one easy way to deal with that.”
“Oh? And what’s that?” she asked.
He lowered down and kissed her deeply. “We go to the party — together.”
“My brother is going to flip out,” she said with a grin.
“No he won’t. He gave me his blessing a long time ago,” Mark said.
“He what?” she said, shocked.
“He told me he thought we’d be good together and if there were anyone he’d trust to take care of his sister, it would be me.”
“Holy shit!” she said.
“Yep. So do you think you can show up at the party with me tonight without being TOO embarrassed?”
“I’ll manage,” she said and kissed him back, pulling him down on top of her.