Adventures in Big Cock Lust: Part 1



Warning: This writing contains graphic descriptions of sex,
including descriptions of adults engaged in sexual acts with
minors. It is meant to be read by sane, mature adults who find
this type of fiction entertaining and have no trouble
distinguishing between reality and fantasy.


If you do not fit this description, or are under eighteen ...
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ADVENTURES IN BIG COCK LUST: PART 1



by _ Ben Erato _



(M+F, breast, cons, swing, Mdom, sm, size, oral, rough, va)




_ Part 2: Sheena's Creampie Treat for Daddy _

_ Part 3: Angela, Thirteen and Promising _

_ Part 4: A Father's Blessing _

_ Part 5: Party Girl Mommy _

_ Part 6: Michelle's Incest Confession _

_ Part 7: BC club's Teen Slut Training Manual




Part 1: Andrea's Big Cock Worship



Andrea was the most depraved and fun woman I have ever been with.
For seven years, we pushed each others sexual boundaries
constantly. It got to a point where our sexual urges were getting
us in increasingly dangerous situations, and although we would
periodically swear off our swinging lifestyle and talk ourselves
into living a 'pure' life, the rest of the time the pendulum
swung to the other extreme.

Filed away in my mind are all the great memories of our debauched
times together. I also have millions... okay, thousands of
digital pictures and video from our 'sessions' and video
documentations of our fuck parties. It is a collection I am proud
of, although I rarely show it off. I have no intention of posting
on the net- an agreement the two of us (and our many lovers over
the years) have made, and that so far I have honored. There is
enough visual smut out there anyway, I have no desire to add to
it. Pictures can never tell the whole story like words can
anyway, so here goes:

When I first met her at a party it was lust at first sight for
both of us. Andrea at 19 had the looks and body that turned
everyone's heads, young and old, male and female, and I was no
exception. I didn't think she would look twice at me, so I came
on to her really strong, bracing myself for the worst type of
rejection. "Hi! You've got great tits" were my very first words
to her, and instead of telling me to fuck off, she stood there
like a deer in the headlights, with her eyes cast down as though
she'd just been caught doing something wrong and was being told
off. I knew instantly from her reaction and body language that
she had a submissive streak and was mine for the taking; the
answer to my pervert's prayers. My dominant and over sexed nature
moved in for the kill, and that first night we bared our souls to
each other and found a terrific chemistry. Within a week, we got
a flat by the beach, something we had both dreamed of. Once we
started living together, we discovered that besides the mind
blowing sex, we were a harmonious and well matched couple.

Andrea had the genes that were the fruit of generations of prize
women picked by rich men for their exquisite bodies. Women who
had spent their entire lives in leisure and pampering. She was
from a rich Boston family that had squandered their inherited
fortunes through apathy and vices. The family had spread out, and
now Andrea was living with her sweet little grandmother while she
went to university. She still had decent money from her
inheritance and between us we had a pretty good lifestyle. You
could see her classy background in everything about Andrea. She
always looked fantastic, spending a good part of the day
grooming, and was a great dresser. But, her main assets as far as
most guys were concerned, were her knockout tits.

Andrea had tits that were perfectly shaped and huge. Despite
being so big and heavy they had a springy fullness, there was
only the slightest sag, providing a sexy wobble that was to die
for. They also hung lower on her torso so that at certain angles
she looked as though she might be just averagely endowed- and
then the unexpected thrill of seeing those fleshy fruits that
hung so heavily on her slim chest! Her tit skin was flawless and
seemingly without pores, always cool and moist. Grabbing those
beauties crudely, and kneading them hard like dough became one of
the primary joys of my life.

Her other very sensual features were her pronounced lips, perfect
teeth, and the set of her jaw. It's hard to describe, but somehow
you instantly pictured her sucking your cock. Her fingers too
were beautiful, like a marble statue's, and I never failed to get
a hard on when I imagined them wrapped around a cock, specially
large black ones. That such a beautiful creature had the lusting
nature of a nymphomaniac was truly every guy's fantasy.

Andrea's gorgeous looks were a bit deceiving though. She looked
classy, pure, innocent, fragile, and all the other things that
made everyone want to treat her like a princess. All the more
thrilling, that she was no delicate flower. Take her tits for
example. No amount of rough treatment of those fleshy treasures
was ever too much for her, and just when you thought she would
cry out in pain, she would whimper "Ooh babe!" with that
submissive pleasure that she got from having her tits hurt,
raising her arms above her head, thrusting them out for more.

Besides our dom-sub games, our early fetishes revolved around
Andrea's unending fascination with big cocks and copious loads.
Just the words big cock or huge cock would make her get all
weak-kneed. Those perfect, massive tits would rise and fall with
her hyperventilating mind as the waves of lust swept through her.
She could never talk about cocks or loads without her voice
cracking and her face showing a strange mixture of eagerness,
fear and excitement.

When she would relate stories of her encounters with men, we
would both get a rush as she gave detailed but exaggerated
accounts of cock sizes and cum quantities. I was endlessly
jealous of these guys who had the good luck to score with such a
beautiful, cock loving girl in her prime.

Unlike most women, Andrea was turned on by things that usually
only men find arousing. Nasty talk, porn, ogling women and young
girls. With her upper class diction, words like "fuck," "cock,"
and "cunt," rolled off her lips with unexpected obscenity. She
loved the dirty talk, and responded with a moan when guys were
abusive.

But on the whole, the best thing about Andrea in my book was her
love of big cocks. When she had one that was particularly big in
her sights, she was unable to stop staring. Her eyes would follow
its every movement and once in her hands she would study it
endlessly, marveling at it, hefting it, and dropping low to weigh
and feel the balls. Even when she was sucking it, she would take
it out every so often to study it again, wiggle it around, make
it bob and generally worship it, making the owner feel like some
phallic deity. My average 6 inches was less than exciting to her,
but I made up for it by using huge dildos and conjuring up big
cock fantasies for her. I was totally in tune with her cock
fantasies, and she loved me for it.

She was a natural submissive, with a deep seated urge to be used
and dominated, and an inexhaustible hunger for intense, body
wracking orgasms. Verbal abuse was an aphrodisiac to her and she
would follow the filthiest instructions with eager acceptance,
and arousal.

"Show me that cunt" would guarantee a moan and a fully spread
beaver, with delicate fingers pulling the lips apart without
further instruction.

"Suck that big cock, you whore" would get a loud moan and a deep
throat lunge.

A threat to "whip those tits" had the strongest response of all,
she would involuntarily pinch and tug her nipples as if trying to
imagine the pain.

From her first confessions of infidelity, barely weeks after we
had met, it became clear that she could not be content in a
monogamous relationship. After going through a painful period of
wanting her to myself, I finally saw the light and turned my
jealousy into a sexual fuel that in time we grew comfortable with
and that made us soul mates at the deepest level. Soon, her solo
experiences and chance encounters turned into planned trysts,
with Andrea bringing her catch back to our apartment, preferably
for a threesome, with me instructing and assisting. Later we
would go over her seduction strategies and make game plans for
the next time.

We tried large gang bangs a few times, but although we really
enjoyed the chance to recreate scenes from our favorite porn, an
apartment full of raucous men was too out of control and
indiscreet for us. We found that single guys and the occasional
duo were usually more willing to give her the kind of sex she
craved, and could become regulars if they had the right equipment
and attitude. Cock size was a crucial factor and Andrea had an
uncanny ability to spot well-endowed men and boys.

The cock we had the most fun with, for the longest time, was a
beauty on a young surfer kid we met on the boardwalk. How a 16
year old boy could have grown such a huge cock was a wonder to
the both of us. Darin was a handsome kid with a swimmer's
physique and long blond dreadlocks. He smelled of suntan lotion
and weed, of which he had a constant supply.

The first time we saw him he was skating down the boardwalk with
a cute preteen girl wearing oversized dark glasses, that looked
precocious in her sexy outfit. Andrea was in her two piece bikini
parading her magnificent body, turning heads as usual. As he
skated past, Darin caught sight of her tits and nearly fell off
his skateboard. We had a laugh and walked across to the sand to
spread our towels. Andrea played in the waves while I sat
watching the distant surfers.


A while later Darin appeared, without his girlfriend. He asked me
for a light, and lit a joint which he then offered. We chatted
about the waves and surfing, his eyes trained on Andrea the whole
time. Andrea must have seen him because she returned, giving him
her famous sexy walk and jiggling titties treat as she came up.

As I introduced them and we made smalltalk, his eyes kept darting
to Andrea's tits while trying to look nonchalant. She noticed and
put on a show, towelling her hair, making her big tits wobble
about, almost popping out of her skimpy bathing suit. The poor
kid's mouth was agape, and he looked like he was in pain. Andrea
spread out on a towel, and I could see her checking out his
crotch through her dark sunglasses. I looked too and could see a
dangling salami cock outlined by his shorts. On its way to a
hard-on, it looked disproportionately big, and I could sense
Andrea's excitement as she looked up at him.

"Hey Darin, you're girlfriend is cute, man!" I said.


"Dude, she's my cousin... too young for me. I dont hang out with
kids man! Nah, I'm single right now." he said trying to sound
jaded.

"Come on don't tell me you're not doing her!" I laughed.

"Dude! She's only eight! Maybe when she grows some tits..." he
laughed, eyeing Andrea's mounds.

"If its tits you're after, I'll trade you some grade A tits for
some of that young pussy," I joked, dropping my voice. I could
see the poor guy was trying to figure it all out in his head. Was
I serious?

"I'm thirsty! Want to come by our place for some beer?" Andrea
asked getting up. I knew just what kind of drink she was really
thinking about.

"Sure!" He jumped at the offer.

Andrea and I quickly got all our stuff together, and the three of
us headed off together to our flat. On the way, I struck up a
good rapport with the kid and as Andrea walked ahead, giving him
a rolling ass cheeks feast, I briefed him frankly about what lay
in store if he wanted some fun. Needless to say, he was excited
as hell and kept muttering "Damn, dude!" By the time we got to
the flat, he had asked so many questions, he practically knew
everything about our lifestyle.

By the time we got in the door, he had a conspicuous bulge from
the anticipation. Andrea cooed when she saw it, saying "Ooh! Did
I do that to you?" She took off her wet bathing suit right there,
doing a slow turn for Darin who was transfixed. I got us some
beers from the kitchen and settled on the couch to watch Andrea
do her thing. By now they were entwined, tongues in each others
mouths, Andrea greedily feeling his growing bulge, making sure
she had guessed his dimensions right.

Darin was tall and handsome, and I felt a twinge of jealousy
knowing Andrea had a special thing for these buff surfer types.
The fact that he was so young seemed to make her more aggressive
than usual. Andrea got down on her knees, her face inches from
the tubular bulge that went halfway down his thigh. She stroked
the huge sausage through his board shorts, feeling its outline
and tugging at it. She put her mouth over the meaty log,
stimulating him through the fabric and moving from the root to
the tip, catching it between her teeth and biting up and down its
length. She drooled spit into the fabric and sucked it back
noisily. She was delaying the moment when she would actually see
it naked, building her own anticipation.

Darin stood there mutely, a bit taken aback by the fawning, but
loving the worshipful attention. He was obviously proud of his
cock and had never received so much cock adulation before. When
finally she started working his board shorts down; Andrea was
trembling with excitement. As the root of his cock with the curly
blond hairs came into view, she bit the knob again through the
fabric, panting and teasing herself some more. She moved up and
bit the exposed shaft, leaving the head trapped by the elastic.
Even without the knob, his cock looked humongous, a good ten
inches and thick as a wrist. Her mouth stretched to fit over the
width, drooling and making guttural noises. She spent a long time
laving and rubbing her face over the exposed cock, pulling
herself into him by his ass, her fingers digging into his
muscular buttocks.

Darin seemed unsure about how to be with Andrea, stroking her
head gently as she knelt in front of him. I thought I better give
him a hint.

"Just look at the cock slut" I said, shocking Darin who had no
idea about the verbal abuse part of it.

"Go on, dude, grab her hair, treat her rough, she loves it"

"Yesss.. I love it!" Andrea let out a long moan of agreement.
Darin meekly gathered her long blond curls, holding them anything
but roughly, and pushed her face gently against his cock. Andrea
responded by putting her hands behind her back and looking up at
him fearfully as though he had just beaten her into submission.
But, the kid just didn't have it in him, or hadn't gotten the
confidence to really lay it on.

"This just wont do!" I thought.

Grabbing his board shorts, I yanked them down to his knees, the
action causing his erection to spring up and whack his belly.
Andrea gasped. I grabbed his cock at the base, and with my other
hand I grabbed her by the hair roughly and snapped her head back.
I lay his cock on her and started beating it on her upturned
face, drawing moans from both of them.

Amazingly, Darin did not freak about me touching him. I suspect
he was too young to be homo phobic and I think he was also
relieved that I was taking charge and showing him what to do.
This compliant nature was one of the best things about our new
find, and over the next weeks and months Andrea and I would take
charge of his young body, using it to fulfill many of our long
held fantasies.

"Nasty cock loving whore-cunt! Is this what you want so badly? To
get a face beating with cock before you choke on it?" I hissed.

I was teaching Darin the ropes, and Darin was responding well,
his cock growing fully hard with his newfound awareness of male
dominance. His cock pride was growing by the minute as he saw
Andrea's utter fascination with his massive tool. It had a left
curve to it from being trapped in briefs and being unable to lie
between his legs due to its size. The shaft was narrower at the
base and got fatter towards the head, ending in a peach sized
knob. It had a heavy cudgel like appearance. I knew that Andrea,
a cock connoisseur, was falling in love with this one and I
didn't blame her, it was magnificent and mean looking. Andrea's
moans had turned into "Jesus!" and "oh my God!" as she took in
the power and beauty of her newfound toy.

"Open wide, slut, think you can fit this in your throat?" I
continued.

"Oh yeah, make me eat it!" she looked at Darin imploringly.

Darin was beginning to get the picture, and seeing Andrea's
wanton reactions, started to loosen up, although he still
couldn't get himself to speak the nasty words forming in his
head. I could tell that he was into it though by his changed
expression. He took over the cock whipping, getting creative and
thumping her on the cheeks, with his knob banging into her eye
sockets. Andrea whimpered in lust, diving in to nuzzle his balls
with that cute nose. I loved watching her in this state of total
happiness.

Finally, she couldn't hold out any longer and brought her hands
up to grab his balls, pulling down on his sack with both hands
and catching the head with her mouth. She paused, took a deep
breath and lunged forward, impaling her mouth and getting halfway
down his shaft in the first go. That amazing pretty mouth was now
stretched obscenely and her throat bulged to fit the giant head.

Andrea had perfected deep throating and was proud of her ability
to take large cocks. In our fuck and fantasy sessions, she had
dedicatedly worked to accommodate impossibly big dildos and cock
shaped objects down her throat and had gotten to the point where
things slipped smoothly down her throat without the slightest gag
reflex. It was quite amazing to see, but nothing like seeing her
with the real thing. Now she opened up and worked his cock down
her until her nose was flattened against his pubes.

What a sight! She had taken that donkey cock all the way down
effortlessly, almost too easily. I kneeled down next to her and
felt her throat as it bulged around Darin's cock. She pulled out
and then went down on it again slowly, giving me the show that we
had often fantasized about. I could actually see the cock shape
move down her gullet as it bulged out her lovely delicate neck.
It went all the way down, and I got a thrill from
imagining it working its way down her silky pipe towards her
chest. I grabbed her hair and hammered her mouth over the last
two inches of cock back and forth, smashing her face into his
belly. She was making wet gurgling sounds, and her hands left his
balls to work her pussy in that practiced motion I knew so well.
Darin was making stifled sounds, still too inhibited to announce
his building orgasm. Suddenly he pulled out, not understanding
that he was expected to shoot down her throat, and started
jacking his meat away from her face.

"Nooo! Cum down the bitch's throat man!" "Show this cock slave
that you're her master!"I yelled through clenched teeth.

"Cock... Slave! I'm a cock slave! Ooh!" she muttered.

Andrea's fingers flew faster at her clit, and she yawned her
mouth open with her tongue hanging out like the avid cock whores
in porn movies she so envied. Darin accepted her invitation and
stuck his cock in her mouth again. She turned her face sideways,
making the head stretch her cheek out, another thing that she
loved to replay in slow motion on the face fucking DVDs. I
reached over and slapped her face smacking her cheek with the
cock in it, giving Darin an unexpected jolt of stimulation which
sent him down her throat again.

"Hold it there! This bitch's throat is loose from all the fucking
it gets. Lets tighten it up!" I said.

I pulled off my leather belt and wrapped it around her neck.
Darin was in to the balls once again, and on the verge, telling
by the way his legs were trembling. I passed the belt through the
buckle and drew it tight at the top of her neck, pulling
till it constricted her throat around his meat. Andrea lost it
and made strangled sounds, one hand at her flowing cunt and the
other twisting her nipple. My cock was aimed at her face as her
desperate, bloodshot, teary eyes locked with mine.


"Swallow, you cunt, get the fuck food you've been craving, you
degenerate cum whore!" I panted, ready to shoot

"Yesss... take it, cum whore!" Darin finally burst out.

" Your cock master is gonna choke you with that big horse cock in
your dirty slut throat you nympho cock addict!" "Swallow it all,
you fucking cock hound! Happy now, Andrea? Are you happy choking
on your new cock, you nympho cunt?"

Andrea could only make a long muffled moan with her windpipe
plugged, her wide mouth a grimace around the wide base of Darin's
meat.

Well, that was it for all of us. With a chorus of strangled wails
we all came together. My cum plastered her lips as they stretched
around Darin's cock. It pulsed visibly as he shot his load
directly down to her stomach. Amazingly, Andrea stayed in
position, keeping his cock lodged as it swelled, like a dog's
knot trapped in a bitch's cunt. She breathed heavily through her
nose, fighting the instinct to get more air, until her breathing
finally became less desperate. Darin was doubled over her,
twitching with post orgasmic jerks, his cock still buried to the
hilt down her working throat.

When he had finally softened enough to pull out, he did so in
stages, shocking the both of us again at the massive length of
meat that she had managed to bury in her delicate mouth. Andrea's
deep throating exceeded anything I had seen in porn - she had
taken that huge meat deep and just kept it buried there
throughout, for a good 5 minutes! I was so proud of my slutty
babe, as she was too. We all giggled uncontrollably for ages
after the tremendous release, collapsing in a heap on the soft
carpet.

That was the very first time with Darin. He would come by
everyday to get his rocks off, and Andrea and I loved his
easygoing boyish presence. He let us use his body without
complaint and would put up with my instructions patiently. His
magnificent cock had a life of its own, staying hard without
stimulation for hours, and after shooting a huge load, was easily
restored to an even harder state. Andrea was in heaven and never
tired of her living toy. Darin had come into his own and
surprised us with his quiet sadism towards Andrea, taking to
heart my references to him as her cock master. We were grooming
him to be the stud male and he loved the role.

Andrea started calling him "Master" whenever she was worshipping
his cock, although she was really the one in charge. She
discovered cock bondage, tying a leather thong around Darin's
cock and balls tight, making it go purplish, and even meaner
looking with veins popping out and increasing its size
considerably. We photographed her with it in that state, taking
close-ups of that brutish cock next to her perfectly made up face
with slut red lipstick, the size of her dainty face making the
cock appear even more monstrous. How beautiful and slutty she
looked, with her master's cock pressed lovingly against her, or
draped over her head from behind, the head between her mascara'ed
eyes.

She loved attacking him lovingly from behind as soon as he walked
in, pressing her ample tits into his back and reaching around to
grab his cock, wagging it, whipping it in circles, lifting and
dropping it and squeezing it so hard he would cry out. She never
tired of it, cock and balls, balls and cock. I didn't mind, I was
almost as fascinated with the kid's godly phallus. She would keep
"master's cum" in her mouth for hours sometimes taking little
swallows to make it last, or let it remain in globs on her face
until it eventually dried. During these times she would parade
around the apartment with her cum facial, doing mundane things,
cooking or doing laundry, while Darin and I would chat or play
guitars or just nap until we could get it up again.

Sperming Andrea at least three times a day each was average,
although on some days we would do marathon sessions that would
take up most of the day and we would hold out, concentrating on
making her come again and again by various methods until she
passed out. We loved tying her up and sticking huge dildos down
her throat and cunt and ass, talking filth, and getting her to
repeat filth under threat of pain. She always came like
gangbusters when we would administer a whipping or spanking,
threatening to do her serious harm. She could cum within minutes
of a hard pussy spanking, thrashing around as one of us held her
down.

Learning from example, Darin had come a long way, and had found
his own well of fantasies centered around his sexy mom Michelle,
who was a classy, beautiful, 40 year old divorcee, going out on
dates with students at the university where she was a librarian
and even bringing them home, although she never went beyond
petting and teasing them mercilessly with her ample tits and long
sexy legs. Darin was friendly with some of them and would get
very upset when they jokingly talked about how hot his mom was.

Through our fantasy play he realized that, surprise! surprise, he
wanted to fuck and abuse her for being such a slut tease. All
this buried aggression he unleashed on Andrea, finally talking
trash to her and being genuinely cruel, which of course, she
loved. We made her dress up like his mom, with her rimless
glasses and high heels, calling her Michelle for the entire day.
We role played endlessly, getting her to confess to her secret
depravity and then punishing her for it. Darin would "walk in" on
her and me as one of her student studs, and heap abuses on her
and throw her around, even beat her, before brutally "fucking all
her whore holes!"


Darin had always been obsessed by his mom's tits so Andrea's big
jugs became the primary focus of his love and abuse. In tender
moments, she would "breast feed" him sweetly as he imagined his
mom did, but these sessions would invariably end with him giving
her tits a cruel working over which sent Andrea into ecstatic
states. Tit torture was always a part of our play and a great
source of arousal for Darin and me.

There was a joyful ease to our times together. The days rolled
by, mostly in a decadent, pot enhanced sexual cloud. We lived for
fucking, watching the most extreme porn we could find, and doing
the nastiest things we could think of.
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