Petra Stevens is in Big Trouble. When she gets caught burglarizing the home of her boyfriend Josh's elderly employer, she knows her life could be ruined.
But the man of the house shocks the petite Petra by proposing an another way of paying for her crime, and when Petra sees what the old man has hanging between his legs, boyfriend or no boyfriend, she it readily agrees to his terms.
Find out what happens when cowardly Josh comes looking for Petra and finds his girlfriend worshiping a massive cock that utterly puts his to shame...
"Breaking and entering is a serious offense..." Mr. Gale took one of Petra's hands and brought it up to the front of his pajama pants. "What are you willing to do to repay your victim?"
Petra gasped at what she felt lying against her palm. She couldn't help herself; she stuck her hand inside the slit and caressed what felt like a massive appendage.
Petra freed the mighty cock from his pants and examined it.
"Oh my god...I didn't know they made them this big!" Josh should go ask God for a fucking refund...
Mr. Gale's limp cock hung low between his legs like the pendulum on a grandfather clock. It was enormous. It was beautiful.
"I'd say you have your work cut out for you, dearie. What do you think of this cock?"
"It's amazing," was all Petra could manage to say. She ran her hands down the thick cock, and it stirred under her touch.
Mr. Gale took his long, floppy dong and laid it against her face. It was taller than her head, with inches to spare.
"Do you like it?"
"Yes, oh god yes."
"Good, because if you want to get out of the very real trouble you're in, you're going to work my meat until I'm thoroughly satisfied. Understand?"
She nodded as much as she could with his thick phallus on her head.
"Let's go," he ordered, and firmly but gently raised her off her knees. He went to the mini-bar and poured himself a glass of sherry. Then he took Petra by the arm, and they crossed into an opulent den.
He sat down in an expensive leather sofa, and laid his shotgun against the wall beside him. Petra grabbed his pajama bottoms and tugged them off, finally freeing his glorious genitals.
His cock wasn't the only thing oversized: those two big nuts, as big as large, grade A eggs, sat inside a loose and sagging scrotum. She cradled one. It was heavy and, she expected, probably filled with spoonfulls of hot, elderly spunk.
Petra's eyes roamed over the ample fuck-flesh, and her small cunt began to moisten in her jeans. "This is such a feast! I don't know how I'm gonna eat it all."
She knelt in front of him and settled down, resting her round ass on the heels of her tiny feet. Mr. Gale spread his knees apart and sat back. His lengthy, semi-erect white snake bent downward over the front edge of his seat.
Petra lifted it up with two hands, marveling at its heaviness. His cock had mass.
"Suck me, you little thieving bitch... Suck me like your freedom depends on it.'
She readily obeyed and opened her mouth as far as it would go, sucking in his bulbous cock-head. As she sucked him off, her thin hands stroked up and down the entire real estate of his member.
Mr. Gale leaned back in his sofa and sipped his glass of sherry; like some wizened king of old. He moaned, and his big balls tightened against his wide cock. Petra was just getting into the rhythm of working that reproductive masterpiece when a whiny voice, one she knew all too well, interrupted her:
Josh! Petra pulled the huge penis out of her mouth with a loud pop! -and turned to see her boyfriend standing in the doorway. He looked at his boss and then at his girlfriend with a horrified expression on his face.
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Published October 1, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.