The Night That Changed My Life Forever - Sex Stories

The Night That Changed My Life Forever

... on the door and it swung open. I walked slowly in calling out his name. Since he did not answer I made myself at home and began to look around. The entrance leads directly the great room. The rear wall of the great room was all windows and had a magnificent view of the ocean. There was a marble statue of a naked man. It was similar do the David statue and just as perfectly done, except his balls were much larger than on the David statue and perhaps a bit more forward. His cock looked like it was in the early stages of an erection, very long and very plump. It extended out over his balls turned downward, past the lower extremities of his testicles and then down another couple of inches. In this statue he had his hands on his hips with his elbows pointed backwards. That show off stance really accentuating his massive organ. I rather liked the statue but I could not imagine Jonathan allowing me to have anything like that in out living room. I began to wonder what else was in the room as my eyes scanned around the room. I quickly realized that the entire room was decorated with erotic art, very explicit erotic art. Then it hit me that I had made a huge mistake coming here. Suddenly I heard something behind me. “Make yourself at home, you big cock loving fucking slut!” I turned and could not believe my eyes. He wore a pair of black spandex stretch slacks; they had no pockets no belt. They looked a lot like the ones teen age rock stars wear. The material was ultra thin and wow ...

... were they revealing! I could very clearly see the outline of his cock which even though flaccid was massive in its length and girth. The head of his monster prick looked the size of a door knob! H walked slowly over to me first looking me over from head to toe, and then looking me directly in the eyes. “Becky, I knew from the moment I saw you admiring my jeans that you were one of those women that crave a big cock, and I have one bigger that anything you could have imagined.” He stood in front of me looking down at my barely covered breasts. I guess he liked what he saw, because I could see his cock swelling larger and larger. At first it was pointed downward. Every few seconds it would pulse and get larger and stay larger. The sheer black material was fighting a loosing battle trying to contain his behemoth cock. Little by little it grew larger and started to overpower the sheer material straining to keep it in its place. Each time it would surge larger, the material would give a little more. Inch by inch it was starting to point upward. I watched mesmerized until the monstrous phallus was pointed straight up Jock knew exactly what was happening and he knew that I was watching. I could feel the juices in my pussy beginning to flow just from watching his cock go from a large drooping sausage to a fully erect tower of strength. “You like watching my cock don’t you slut.” “I’ve, ah, I’ve never seen anything quite like it.” “Enough talk, Becky, it’s time for you to suck my cock. I ...