Oh my god. Am I still dreaming? All I know, is last night I went to bed thinking about it. You know, what if? I was watching a particularly arousing porn; a point of view shot of a girl giving fantastic head to a guy. Not my usual pick, but there was something about it that triggered something in me. Though I came, quite hard might I add; I couldn't get it out of my head.
And this morning, I turn onto my back in my bed, and feel a fabulously full sensation between my legs. I probably have to pee, it being first thing in the morning and all, but it's much more than that. I'm still thinking about that girl on her knees in front of that guy's dick. I recognize the signs of early morning arousal, but am awaken by the fact that I don't feel my usual lubricated lips tucked neatly between my legs, but something hard, like an elongated clit, standing straight out from me. I open my eyes to see the sheets tented around my crotch. I rub my eyes, shake the sleep from my head, and pull the blanket aside to reveal a magnificent cock!
After a moment or so of absolute panic, I reach down to touch it, if only to see if it's real. It being hard, you can imagine how it felt to be touched. The instant pleasant sensation almost scares me, and I retract my hand. I look at it, trying to understand what has happened to me, and in doing so, notice it's attractiveness. Its size alone, begs to be admired. Not to mention its girth, thick veins, and full pouty head, almost like a pair of split lips. I reach down again, and emulate they way I've seen men jerk themselves. Unbelievable. I've always wondered how the other half lives. In the first hour, I fuck my hand, the couch cushions, and the mouth of a stuffed animal.
Having satiated it for now, I take to the streets. I notice my walk is more confident, my strides longer, my chest protruding. My eyes drift to women. Their breasts, legs, butts; but mostly, mouths. The massive thing stirs. I could almost have forgotten about it, safely tucked away in my underwear, but I feel it move now, grow even. Embarrassed that someone will see, and feeling the need to readjust, I bend slightly forward to give it room. I quickly turn down an alley, my face flushed, and I grow overwhelmed about my new apparatus. What if I'm like this forever? How will I get anything done? I tuck it upward, it's head slightly peeking out at me. The hole at the end practically speaks, telling me to find something to fuck. Will I simply be a slave to it?
Desperately needing to confide in someone, I call my friend Amy. Not only is she a good friend of mine, but extremely open minded. She tells me to come right over.
I'm relieved to see Amy when she opens the door, but when she goes in for a hug, I back away. "What's wrong?" She asks, confused.
"It's probably better if I just show you," I sheepishly inform her. "Can we go up to your room?"
"Sure," she says warily. "Are you pregnant? Hurt? Is it your health?" She tries, as we climb the stairs. Safe in her room, I confess.
"No. Something more confusing. I want you to know that I had nothing to do with this. It just, sort of, happened." And with that, I unzip my fly, and pull down my pants. She gasps. "I know what you're thinking. No, I haven't always had it, and no, I didn't have a sex change. I just woke up with it this morning ..." She stays silent, just staring at it. Then, the worst thing possible happens. I start to get hard. Her mouth drops even further.
"You mean, it works?!" I can't help but crack a smile.
"Yes, very well, actually."
"You mean, you've tried it?!"
"We'll not with ..." My words fails me. I notice her sexy mouth, her skin, her tits. I move to put it away, but she stops me.
"What does it feel like? Can you feel this?" Amy grazes the shaft with the back of her hand. I get embarrassed, and pull it away.
"Yes, of course I can!" I say with a nervous laugh. "Now, stop." But she goads me further, grasping onto it.
"Tell me how it feels."
"Oohh. Like an enormous clitoris." She laughs, wickedly.
"Really?" She slowly moves her hand up and down my throbbing cock. It feels amazing to have someone else do it. She sees me straining forward. "What if you have this forever?"
"I know. I don't know what to do," I whine, half heartedly trying to pull away again. Then, she smiles, devilishly.
"But, what if you only have it for one day?" She jerks it a little faster, placing her other hand around the head, massaging it.
"You wouldn't believe how amazing that feels," I breathe. She kneels, and I almost come at the thought of it. Just the sight of her, looking up at me, a slight smile spreading across her face. She continues to work it with her hands, but sticks out her tongue to touch the tip. "I've never seen you like this," I remark, fascinated.
"Is it sexy?" She teases. I moan in response, fighting to watch her, despite wanting to close my eyes in ecstasy. She opens her mouth now, takes the tip in.
"Ohh my god. It's like having your entire pussy in someone's mouth. The whole thing."
"And this?" She moves her mouth up and down me, and I feel shaky in the knees.
"God. I want to fuck you," I blurt out. She laughs.
"That good, eh?!" "Sorry. Yes, though," I say through a smile. "Touch my tits," she says. She takes off her shirt, the rest of her clothes.
"You're amazing," I say, stupidly. I clumsily grasp them. I love it. I fucking love it. I feel her entire body with my hands, my erection bobbing in front of me the whole time. She lies back, and her lovely tits fall slightly to the side. I lick her nipples, they stand out straight for me. My cock nudges against her pussy, almost unbeknownst to me. She wets the tip of my cock this way, and I feel myself get even more full at the thought of her pussy liking it.
"Do you like it?" I ask, double checking.
"Let's see," she responds, guiding me to her. I go in slowly, aware of how I used to take a cock, but also so that I don't have a heart attack right here and now. She moans, feels warm and welcoming, like I'm going home. Like I belong in her, I fit perfectly. I can feel her pussy all around me, and I feel the urge to be completely engulfed by her. I would jump inside, if I could. She moans, rhythmically, encouraging me to thrust into her. Oh my god. I could cry, it feels so good; I could die and be happy that I was inside Amy's beautiful fucking pussy, just this once. I thought I would feel in control, powerful, on top of her, fucking her with my big dick, but I am all hers. Without her, my dick is nothing; just a wanting, waiting chunk of flesh. She is amazing, gorgeous, sexy; every move she makes, every sound that comes out of her mouth, is pure art. Everyone needs to see her like this, to truly appreciate what a fucking incredible human being this woman is. I want to paint her in the throws of ecstasy.
Amy turns around, and the view of her ass is too much. Despite liking the last position better on my cock, the sight of her juicy, perfect, round butt makes me come so hard, that I cry out her name. It literally feels like a part of my body is exploding, disintegrating. I crash down on the bed, beside her. "Ohhhh myyyy gooood," I say into the pillow. She laughs. "Was that ok?" I slur.
"Everyone's first time is ...." She struggles to put it delicately, "...not the best." I laugh, and she joins me, despite the jab. I don't care; I feel so fucking good.
"I wasn't good?! It was incredible for me. You're incredible." I suddenly feel the need to sleep. Hard.
"You nap," she tells me. "You've had a long day."
And when I wake up, it's gone. I can't even tell for sure if I had it after we fucked.
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