Charlotte watched as he walked across the shop, flowers hanging by his side.
He pulled the door and began to step out, the bell ringing above him, “Bye!”
She couldn’t stop herself, “Show it to me!” Charlotte nearly choked. Had she really just shouted that?
“Pardon?” Jason said, turning on the spot.
Charlottes face burned and she lifted her hands to her cheeks, “Oh my God, I can’t believe I said that!”
“I’ll show it you if you want,” Jason offered, making his way towards her, a smile on his face.
“I was just curious,” Charlotte apologised, “My mouth just spat the words out!”
“Do you want to see it,” he asked, standing at the counter again. He laid the flowers down and looked at her, “I don’t mind.”
She licked her lips. She really did want to. She was just curious, nothing would happen. What would a penis of that size look like? She had glanced at photos of big ones in spam emails that she received, offering her tablets to increase her length, but she had never seen one in reality. Her slit moistened some more and she squirmed a little.
“Ok,” she half whispered, her mouth dry, “Let me lock the door and we’ll go in the back.”
She made her way across the shop, aware that she was very wet now. She locked the door and said, “Come on then Jason. This way.”
Chapter Five
Charlotte was mortified. She had brought a strange man into her storeroom and closed her shop so she could look at his penis. What was wrong with her? She put it down to hormones and the fact she hadn’t seen one for over a year.
She pushed the door behind them. Although the front door was locked she was aware that the storeroom could be seen from the pavement if viewed from the right angle, and in the correct light. The last thing she wanted was for somebody to glance in and see her gawping at a man’s private parts in her storeroom. She didn’t think her business would survive that.
Charlotte was unsure of what to do next so she sat on a chair next to a table laden with bouquets.
Luckily, and to her relief, Jason took control, “Shall I just get it out?” he asked, reaching for his belt buckle.
Charlotte really wasn’t sure of the correct procedure for a situation such as this, “Yes, I suppose.”
She watched as he took hold of his belt buckle and began to unclasp it, her mouth still dry. She was aware of her tongue flitting in and out of her mouth, touching her lips.
His belt was undone and he reached for the button on his jeans. He popped it and took the zipper between finger and thumb. The noise of his zip being undone sent shivers through her. A man was getting undressed for her and it was exciting. She could hear her own breath and feel her heartbeat in her chest, loud and fast.
He tucked his thumbs into either side of his waistband and began to slide his jeans to the floor. His shirt hung over his underwear, no bulge visible yet. He stepped out of his jeans.
“It’s easier if I take them off,” he said, picking them up and putting them on a table.
Charlotte nodded, “Yes, keep them off the floor.”
Amazing, a man was about to reveal his cock to her, just a couple of feet in front of her face and she was talking about jeans getting dirty on the floor.
“Shall I take my shirt off?” he asked.
“You may as well.” Charlotte was secretly hoping his torso was as well toned as the legs he had revealed.
He began at the top button and undid each one slowly until his shirt was hanging open. He slipped it off his shoulders and placed it next to his jeans on the table.
She gazed at him, running her eyes up and down his body. His chest was large and powerful and his arms were beautifully shaped with tight muscle showing below his soft skin. His stomach was flat and his abdominals were visible through very little fat.
Her eyes stopped at his midsection, directly in her line of sight. He wore tight boxer shorts and they showed off his shape perfectly. The cotton bulged angrily where it attempted to keep the huge cock in place. It lay hanging down his left thigh, soft, and longer and thicker than most hard cocks she had seen.
“Oh my God,” she stammered, “You’re beautiful.”
He looked her in the eyes and smiled. His thumbs hooked the top of his boxers and he leant forward as he pulled them down and off over his feet. As he stood up Charlotte felt her pussy flood and open slightly. His cock was magnificent, and that was not a word she used often. It hung inches below his heavy balls, thick and veined. The tip was a beautiful purple and she noted he still had his foreskin. He put his hand on it and stroked it slowly.
“Do you want to see it hard?” he asked, squeezing and lifting, the head pointing directly at her, the slit in the end long and wide.
“Gosh yes,” Charlotte gushed, “I have to.”
Jason licked his lips and began moving his hand slowly along its length, squeezing and pulling. He placed his other hand on his balls and began massaging them slowly, his hand moving over them, stimulating as much of them as he could hold.
Charlotte’s mouth was wet now, she salivated as she stared at him touching himself. Her nipples, hard and uncomfortable, pushed against her bra. “Come closer,” she said, softly, “I want to watch it grow.”
He moved to within a foot of her, his cock inches from her face. She watched it twitch and swell as he coaxed it towards its full hardness. She realised it would take time. This wasn’t some little cock that got hard in seconds. This was a big man’s cock that took time to fill with blood.
Charlotte felt her cunt spasm, opening and closing, needing to be filled. She squirmed in her seat, rubbing herself on the hard surface, looking for relief.
Her legs were open and she sat forward in the chair, her apron hanging in front of her, covering her modesty. She stared at him, her heart pounding, his cock now pointing directly at her face, throbbing and jerking as he touched it, a small drop of clear liquid at the tip.
His big balls were clearly visible now his cock had risen, big and heavy with a soft covering of dark hair. A man’s balls, not like the balls she had seen in the past, small and shrivelled.
She looked him in the eyes, “Can I touch you?” she asked, the words catching in her throat. She had truly not expected it to get this far, but she was excited now, and if she did end up stroking this massive dick to orgasm then that was alright with her.
“Please,” he moaned, needing it too.
She put out her right hand and reached for his balls, cupping them and feeling the weight. Jason let out a soft groan and his cock twitched, inches from her face. She could smell his manliness and before she could stop herself she moved forward and licked the swollen tip, tasting a saltiness and feeling his balls tighten in her hand.
She pulled her head back and looked at him again, he was fully erect now, his cock angry and throbbing, heavily veined, thicker and longer than her imagination could ever had conjured up.
“Fucking hell,” she said, her ladylike qualities vanishing as this monster cock hovered inches from her face, “It’s huge.”
“Touch it,” Jason begged, his voice breaking.
Charlotte reached out and grasped it. Her hand was dwarfed by its immense size. It was thicker than her forearm, and longer than the distance between her wrist and elbow.
It was as thick as a soda can in her hand, pulsating against her palm and leaking pre-cum from the tip. His balls twitched with every movement his dick made.
She felt a hand on her panties and was shocked to realise it was her own. She pressed it hard against the fabric, feeling the heat and moisture. Her left hand stroked Jason’s cock as her right hand rubbed her clit through the thin fabric.
She moved her mouth closer to his cock and opened it, ready to try and take him. She took the tip in her mouth and felt the small pulses of excited blood rushing through it, preparing it for fucking. She opened her mouth wider and took his head in, her tongue licking and sliding over the tip, lubricating him and making him groan.
Jason put a big hand on the back of her head and pushed her further onto him, stretching her mouth and making her gag as he slid into her. She controlled herself, she wanted to worship him now, and she was beyond controlling her sexual urges. This cock needed her mouth and she would take as much of it as she could.
She forced her mouth wider and pressed her head towards him, her left hand squeezing his balls, her right hand now under her panties and two fingers fucking her cunt, sliding in and out easily, covered in her sticky mess.
Jason lifted her apron off over her head and pulled her skirt up, revealing her hand frantically moving on her shaved pussy, a wet squelching sound accompanying every movement.
Her head was deep on his cock now and her eyes watered as she gagged, her mouth filling with saliva. “That’s it,” Jason encouraged, “That’s a good girl.”
She let out a soft moan and Jason’s cock throbbed harder in her mouth.
“I’m going to fuck you Ok charlotte, but first I want to taste you.” He explained, no question in his voice.
She groaned deep in her throat. This man could do whatever he wanted to her.
Jason pulled his cock from her mouth, a long string of saliva attaching the tip to her lips. She felt dirty and slutty but had never known such desire. She wanted that beautiful cock in her cunt and she was going to fit every last one of its 10 fat inches.
Jason put his hands under her arms and lifted her to her feet. He pushed her backwards until the back of her thighs touched the table. Taking a thigh in each arm he lifted her easily and sat her on the table’s edge.
He pushed her down forcefully until her back met the wood and then pulled her forward, using her thighs, until her cunt was on the edge of the table, easily accessible to him.
Charlotte’s bouquets had been strewn over the floor but she cared little for them now. She only cared about this real man and his real cock and how he would open her up.
She lay back, her yellow skirt up round her waist and her nipples straining through her vest top. Her black panties sodden and her mouth stretched and sore.
Jason placed both hands on her panties and with a swift powerful movement that sent waves of lust through her, ripped them off her writhing body, throwing them on the floor. Her cunt was exposed to him now, shaved and wet, the lips red with excitement, her clit hard and throbbing and her hole pulsating open and closed.
He took one of Charlotte’s ankles in each hand and pushed them upwards and outwards, towards her head, opening her wide. He lowered his head and smelt her warmth, inviting him to taste.
Charlotte bucked and writhed as Jason’s mouth touched her heat. She screamed and begged him to lick faster and deeper as his tongue explored her. He stopped licking and took her clit between his teeth nibbling it softly.
“Fuck me!” she begged, “Fuck me properly!”
She was aware by now that she had never been fucked before. All those men with their little cocks and tiny balls in her past had been mere practice for this moment. She watched Jason stand up to his full height, his cock hard and proud, throbbing viciously in front of him, and his face smeared in her juice.
He took his thick length in his right hand, his left still holding one of her ankles. Charlotte grasped her other ankle and pulled it towards her head, opening herself as much as she could for this giant of a man.
He placed the tip at the entrance to her cunt and said, “Relax OK. It might be a struggle at first but you’ll stretch.”
She grunted a reply and pushed her hips forward, forcing them towards him, begging him inside.
He pressed his cock against the wet opening, sending shock waves through her. His head looking out of proportion to the hole he was attempting to enter. He pushed a little and Charlotte groaned, her cunt alive with pleasure. He pushed harder, opening her lips and forcing the skin around her clit tighter, making her buck under him, writhing and wriggling. He only had the head of his cock inside her but already Charlotte was close to cumming.
He pushed some more, with force now and she felt herself being spread wider than she ever thought possible, every nerve ending in her body screamed it’s pleasure, her mouth making moaning sounds and her nipples harder than she had ever experienced.
Using her free hand she lifted her vest top up over her bra. Jason leant down and ripped it over her head, she heard her bra strap snap as he ripped that off her body too, digging into her armpits as it broke. Jason took both her ankles in his strong hands freeing her hands for her tits.
She grabbed a nipple in each and squeezed and pulled them hard. She had never enjoyed her nipples being played with roughly, but this was what her body was demanding now.
Jason looked down at her, “Halfway in OK Charlotte.”
He felt deep already, so deep. She was stretched wide, her cunt walls tight and every nerve screaming in both pain and pleasure. She didn’t know how much room she had left inside her.
She pushed onto him, hard “Go on then, give me the rest,” she shouted, “Break my little cunt!”
He didn’t mess around with his last five inches. He pushed in hard, ignoring the tight resistance of her stretching pussy. She heard herself scream and moan as she shouted obscenities and clawed her tits.
Charlotte was in a world of painful ecstasy, Jason’s cock was touching places deep inside her that she had never felt, and she was stretched so wide that her clit was being pulled into her body, stimulating it, making it sore. She could feel orgasms growing but they died off just before the moment of release, her body was waiting for the right moment. She was burning with lust.
Jason continued pushing into her, making guttural carnal sounds as his cock ripped her apart. It got to the point where she thought it was too much and she couldn’t take another inch.
She screamed, loud and long, her face contorted and her head moving from side to side, her long blonde hair splayed out beside her. She tried to pull off him, trying to reclaim some of her insides from the angry chunk of raging meat.
He gave her no mercy, and with a final thrust that reached the limit of her pain threshold, she felt the heavy thwack of his balls on her arse. He was in to the hilt. She felt every vein of his cock throbbing inside her, her insides stretched so wide and tight that she could feel the exact shape of his cock with her cunt. It was as if she had wrapped him in tight plastic.
He looked at her contorted face and rubbed a hand on her belly, swollen with cock, “Relax for a moment, get used to it, then I’ll start fucking you.”
Her cunt flooded as he spoke. He hadn’t started fucking her? She looked at him, whimpering and begging, “It’s so big, it hurts. I want to cum but I can’t, why can’t I cum?”
He began withdrawing his cock from her, pulling it out an inch or so, “You’ll cum, I promise you that.”
Jason carried on withdrawing himself, her cunt closing quickly into the space he left behind. She felt her insides relaxing as her body was given back to her. Charlotte realised she felt empty and began squirming on him, aware she wanted it back, wanted it deep, and needed the pain again.
Jason fully withdrew, her cunt closing quickly as it left her, and slapped his cock hard on her belly, she reached for it, her hand sliding on her own juice which dripped from the tip, some of it frothy and white, churned up inside her as he had ripped her open.
She pressed her hand hard on the slippery purple head, trying to push him back down, between her legs. She screamed, “Fuck me hard you bastard, fuck me!”
He slid his cock down her belly, leaving a trail of her juice behind it. The tip reached the top of her slit and she bucked her hips upwards and off the table as he rubbed it on her clit, pressing hard.
“Just stick it my cunt!” She begged, as her body writhed under him, needing to be filled again.
Jason placed the tip against her pulsating hole and with no warning, thrust himself deep, ripping her apart, forcing her engorged lips open and filling her so quickly and painfully that bright lights danced in front of h
er eyes.
Charlotte felt her body shake and her cunt throb with ecstasy as his cock powered in and out of her, stretching and filling her with each thrust.
The air was loud with grunting and squelching as her cunt was taken by his monster dick, turning her to putty on the table, turning her into a shouting screaming, bucking whore.
She begged him to go harder and faster, and he obliged, his balls slapping her so hard at the end of each long powerful stroke that they left a red mark on her cheeks.
Charlotte was on fire, she felt a growing ball of pleasure deep within, getting larger and more powerful with each thrust of the enormous dick inside. She pulled her nipples and wriggled her hips until her body convulsed in a shaking outpouring of desire, and all the orgasms she’d been close to having exploded from her body in one wave of pure sexual lust.
She screamed as her cunt squeezed Jason’s dick, making him moan and buck and fuck harder. Suddenly, and with no warning she felt a huge welling up of wetness deep inside her, a feeling that was new to her.
Jason continued pumping his cock in and out, his balls slapping her arse, forcing her insides apart. Charlotte felt her body tensing, all her nerves becoming one. Her toes curled tightly closed and she felt imminent release. She exploded in a scream and felt herself wet and warm. She looked between her legs and saw liquid spurting out of her, forced under high pressure between the walls of her pulsating cunt and Jason’s throbbing cock, spattering Jason’s stomach and dripped down him onto the floor.
She continued to scream and wriggle on his dick, more liquid spurting from her in short fast blasts. She felt her cunt tightening on him again, and prepared herself for another orgasm. The liquid built in her again and she felt her cunt walls clamping tight on him, trying to keep him inside, wanting his seed deep in her.
“Fucking hell, I’m cumming again!” she shouted, her voice hoarse and gasping.
She felt the warmth grow and the explosion rising. Then suddenly her cunt was empty and clamping tight on itself as Jason pulled out fast. Liquid spewed from her in fast blasts of spurting heat. Her whole body shook and she moved her hips in short thrusts searching for cock to fill it again.
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