This story I’m about to tell you is a real one. My name is Ricardo and my story goes back to when I was 18 yo, an insignificant person, weird; rather a short guy, but strong. 1.68 tall.
Those high school chicks claimed I was very unattractive… horrible, nice and polite, though. I was too skilful, capable, at moving around without problems to flatter girls, court and finally conquer them. I liked to clown for them. Your next question would be: “Why should this guy be so ugly, and referred to as “the bug”?
Well, here comes the answer: my cock is a monster cock, 20 centimeters long and 5 centimeters thick; the biggest one in town and among my classmates too. This fact had been so evident, not a secreet at all, so half neighborhood had learned about this, and would comment on my good attributes. One or another chick had seen my large penis; others had not only seen it but touched it as well.
We used to live in a neighborhood with chalet houses, of good standards, middle class and our next door neighbors were a young couple. Their names were Elvira and Rafael -nickname Rafa. He was 33, a vessel captain on the Spanish Mediterranean Shipping Company.
Elvira was the owner of a sculpture like body, well shaped, 1.72 tall, I reckon. She was a petite with a bright mahogany straight hair. Her eyes were of an ardent, intense blue and stood out, too evident in her dark brown skin, a bucked nose, and fleshy rosy lips. She had a long neck, joined to a gorgeous torso, breasts 100/105 and then it continued through a small waist approximately 65. If we resumed our tour through this splendorous body, you’ll inevitably come to Elvira’s hips and a killing ass. Her hips, along with her pretty ass, would measure not less than 96. Our tour finishes in a set of legs, so brilliant and beautifully shaped, precious legs, that they looked as if had been turned in a lathe by a skillful carpenter.
This all made a fantastic body, and this mature had outstanding, fine good manners. She always smiled at you, so delightfully, like a jolly, ebullient, jovial, girl. She had become my best mom’s girl friend since time back, but also was an excuse for my jerking off in my bed room having images of her. She used to mess with me, joyfully, and if having a chance, would run a hand over my pants saying:
“I already know about this place where I’d find some kind of treasure; gonna salvage that some day. They say it’s a monster cock. Well, yes, I’ll check this soon.”
I had to jerk off immediately after listening to these words or it’d explode within my pants.
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This story started developing on a good, glorious day on Easter holydays. We were having breakfast as my mom inquired this:
“Oh, Richard, could you do me a favor? Go get to Elvira’s house after breakfast and try to check both her lamps and stereo. They stopped working and I know you love electronic stuff and can handle it quite skillfully, no matter how tricky the problem be.”
I began to protest, for had to attend to a foot ball game with buddies, as scheduled. Mom began to get mad: I’d do her this favor or she failed to pay my income next week end. This threat worked out fine in my mother’s case, and I mumbled a few words, reluctantly heading for Elvira’s place. I was fucking mad but this vanished as soon as she opened the door for me, and I saw how she dressed up.
“Good outfit, ain’t it?” I thought to myself.
She wore a long shirt or dress, pretty fine, and a small robe on top of it, which matched perfectly. She was gorgeous this way, while I stood there staring at her, dropped jaw, speechless. Elvira, on the other hand, burst out laughing, saying: “What’s the matter with you, boy?” -I was 19yo.
“Never seen a woman IN A NIGHTGOWN IN YOUR LIFETIME?” She said:
Like I said above, I’m a good talker, gift of gab, and despite my amazement, fascinated by the woman’s body, my good reaction came to aid, and fight back.
“Oh, yes, that’s right, Mrs. Elvira… of course I have… oh… I’ve seen my mother in a nightgown but… she won’t match you, Mrs. Elvira, you know, you’re so daring charming. Never seen such a beautiful woman dressed like that… so early in the morning…”
She replied: “Come on, flatterer. You should figure out how a woman looks after I’ve gotten up. Must look horrible.”
I said: “Oh, d..d..dun’t you say that, Mrs. Elvira”, shattering. “You’re so charming. Your husband would be jealous if I were elder.”
This confession made Elvira look at me in the eye, thoughtful. A wicked smile danced in her lips, with a bright in her eyes, like never. She led me in to the room I’d have to work on this stuff. This problem turned out to be too simple: the wall plug, or cord, perhaps broken. I wasn’t concentrated at all, fixing the problem, for it was more important to just looking at her as much as I could, while pretending this was difficult, too happy delighted byu the scene. She said:
“You listen to me, Ricardito, I think this stuff seems complicated, but it’s the lamp here the most important of all. Try to fix it now.”
I said: “It’s ok with me, no problem. Let’s check the lamp first, then get back to the video.”
The lamp had some thread wires burned caused by an earlier short circuit, so it was necessary to dismount it, carefully. I had some trouble at this, for the ceiling was too high. After installing new replacements -spare parts- we faced the worst: to get it back to the roof, using a small ladder -I must say I’m a short guy. She offered to assist:
“Let’s switch; you just hold the small ladder for me so I hold steady and screw the base onto its plate.
She climbed to the last step on top. I almost faint at seeing she had nothing on, or panties. This way, I had a perfect view of her hairy mound, a reason for my cock to stretch out within my pants having a hard on. She kept on working on the lamp, to hang it and be suspended; took it easy, and got down the stepladder slowly to stare at the bulge in my pants.
“Oh, come on. Seems you have seen something important here, by the way? She said, pointing at the prominence in my jeans. Then continued:
“I’m the one to blame here, so proud. This boy is moved by an old woman!!”
I said: “You’re not old; just a chick that has just made a show for me here. You got me a real hard on!!
She stared at me teasing… “Come on, flatterer, you creep, I wonder who might have taught you so fine manners, Mr. sugar daddy?” She added:
“Ok, let’s keep on. Want a soda? You drink it while I’m in the shower and get dressed… ah don’t you dare to peer through the key hole, you little rascal.”
I was not a dumb to comprehend she had tipped me: she meant it was a must to peer through the keyhole, oh yes! and started to come near the door, easy man, so she knew I already was on the other side. Suddenly, the door was opened, her wearing only a long shirt; her tits aiming right towards me, with erect nipples; her bush -Venus Mount- was too hairy, well trimmed in its contour, shaved to the sides and upper side. My dick was so hard, fighting to get loose off my pants. Spaniard Elvira grabbed my hand and said: “Why not take a shower together? You ought to soap my back here.” Showed me in.
Saying this and stroking my penis sweetly. She took off my shirt, then the pants. My hard on was too evident as the boxers resembled a circus tent. She only used two fingers to slide my boxers down a little, but enough for my rod to spring up forward which made this woman standing in amazement, jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe her eyes…
“Oh my God, fuck, this is a real dick, boy” she uttered. Is this what they call a monster cock?
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“Never seen such insignificant fucking penis, a monster cock like that in my lifetime.” She continued. “Darnit, how marvelous!!”
Her hand had begun to go down to feel the huge rod, her fingers stroking the veins softly. Veins run round the penis, projecting like tree roots.