Frank heard the noises as soon as the apartment door opened. He kind of sighed and rolled his eyes. He picked the groceries back up, got through the door and bumped it closed. As he put the groceries away, he really couldn't tune the sounds out.
His roommate had a girl over. And she was kind of vocal.
"Yeah. Fuck yeah, that's good," he heard clearly. She seemed to be having a good time.
He had to use the can which meant passing by Luke's room. Damn it, the door wasn't even closed.
He tried to stride past without looking and he mostly succeeded but out of the corner of his eye he did get a split-second snapshot of what was happening on the bed.
He was past the door, registering what the snapshot had reveled and he hesitated. Was Luke fucking a sixteen-year-old girl?
He shook his head and continued on to the bathroom. Luke was a shameless horndog but Frank didn't think for a second he'd mess around with a teenager. He just hadn't gotten a good look.
He took care of business and headed back to the kitchen. He almost dreaded passing by the door again but he also decided he should get a better look just to check.
A skinny brunette was riding Luke in reverse cowgirl, facing the doorway. They hadn't been in that position the first time. She looked like she was waiting for him. "Hey," she called.
Not knowing if she was going to chew him out or what, he reluctantly stepped back to the door.
"Don't stop," she kind of muttered at Luke. She looked up at Frank and he had no choice but to look back.
His first impression of jail-bait had been understandable. The girl was tiny all over. Skinny, less than five foot and had a nearly flat chest. On the other hand, he didn't know many teenagers with a set of hard, defined abs like this chick's and her jet black bush was trimmed but thick. It was also on clear display as she rode his roommate. She seemed to be posing for him.
"Fuck, you're a big one. Lemme see your cock," she said boldly. She rubbed her mound while leaning back. Frank felt like averting his eyes; he could see Luke's cock splitting a set of puffy pussy lips.
Frank didn't move fast enough because she raised her voice and repeated, "Come on, stud, show me your cock. I'm really horny."
Not exactly subtle or romantic. Frank did all right with the ladies. Being six-six and slender but broad-shouldered, he made some girls absolutely drool. Others he kind of scared, he knew. But this girl didn't seem the scared type.
He couldn't help but smirk. She might get that way when she saw what he was packing.
Shrugging, he began to lower his pants. A couple of moments later, he stood straight and let her get an eyeful.
He wasn't even hard yet and his massive cock hung long and heavy. "Oh, yeah," she said in a very sincere and exciting voice. "That's what I'm talking about. Come on," she looked him in the eyes as she ran a hand from her sopping bush, across her flat stomach and squeezed one of her egg-yolk tits hard. "Get it nice and hard for me."
The look she was giving him was plenty of incentive. It was intense and eager. He twitched and stroked himself almost without thinking. "Uh... Luke? You want to weigh in here?"
The prone man was panting. "Dude, just do whatever she says. She already fucking drained me three times and she's getting really bitchy."
She was watching him stroke his slowly hardening member like she was starving for meat. "Fuck yeah," she sighed, licked her lips. She started bouncing on Luke. "Oh fuck, that's a big cock."
It was. It really, really was. Frank was obscenely proud of his thick eleven-inch lust-rocket. It scared a lot of ladies but drove others out of their minds.
In no time he was fully engorged, the blunt head beat red. Still riding the other guy, The girl leaned forward. She swiveled her hips and ground on the cock clamped in her tight pussy and beckoned to Frank. "I gotta taste that thing."
Frank smirked and stepped closer but internally he told himself to keep cool. The girl was tiny. There wasn't much chance she'd be able to handle him. Many girls couldn't even open their mouths wide enough for his head. Plenty had been able to suck on his head and a precious few had gagged themselves on a couple of inches of his shaft.
Frank didn't think he'd ever actually been with a girl... woman... whatever, as small as this chick. He was prepared to be satisfied with some licks and a hand-job.
When he was close enough she wrapped a hand around his base and planted her open lips on his crown. He stifled a moan as her tongue tickled his slit.
She pushed off and stared at the monster in front of her. She wrapped her other hand around it. It was like a rolling pin. A respectable cock's worth of six or seven inches extended beyond the double grip of her small hands. "Holy fuck." Her eyes were the size of saucers. Her hips had stopped, Luke apparently forgotten, though still locked in her snatch. "That's even bigger than I thought. It's the biggest real cock I've ever seen."
Frank was still hoping for a slobbery hand-job but the little slut had a very different idea. She planted her lips around him again... and then just kept going.
Her teeth scraped his enormous plumb on the way but she got the rim past her pearlies. Her jaw strained and she groaned around him. "Christ, little girl. Don't hurt yourself."
Their eyes met. Hers we narrow and hard in her otherwise pixie-like face. He still couldn't figure out how old she was.
She switched to a one-handed grip and did the impossible.
She forced more into her mouth. Frank's big hands engulfed her skull. "Whoah," he said. He was torn between pulling the choking girl free and slamming himself in deeper, damn the physics.
With about half his cock inside her mouth, he was jammed hard against her throat. She gagged but controlled it and held him tightly.
Somehow, she was able to breathe. Eyes still hard, her nostrils flared and she inhaled deeply. Then her eyes closed, her breathing stopped and she lunged forward.
She gagged and moaned and strained while Frank watched half frightened. The crazy slut was trying to swallow all eleven inches.
Understand that Frank wasn't just long, he was thick. The head of his cock was the size of a billiard ball and at the moment, about as hard as one. There was no earthly way the little slut was going to deepthroat his monster.
Read-faced and slobbering, her grip tightened. She crossed her eyes to look down at his shaft, grunting in anger when she saw another four or five inches remaining. She pulled her mouth off him.
She panted and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, the other still holding the base of his tool. She was staring at it as if planning a battle.
Frank stroked himself. "That was amazing. But you don't have to hurt yourself. Come on, it's okay if you just give me a handjob. I haven't cum for days; wait till you see my load."
She looked up at him. "What's your name?"
"Frank. I'm Luke's roommate."
"My name's Helen. Any slut you ever been with manage to swallow this whole thing?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
He shook his head, trying not to smirk. He gave himself a nice squeeze and pumped his cockhead up to bursting. Her eyes locked on the sight. "Nah. That might have just been the most anyone's taken."
Absently, Helen climbed off Luke's worn member and sat at the side of the bed. Her hand didn't leave Frank's hard shaft. "I want to take it all," she said.
"Nah, come on girl. Look at it. It's just not physically possible."
"I said, I'm going to take it all. I'm going to swallow every inch until you don't have any cock left."
Frank was so tall that she barely had to lean forward to line her mouth back up with his weapon. Reflexively, he put a hand on her head. "I'm not saying don't suck my cock. I'm just saying don't kill yourself."
She took it in both hands. They looked so small trying to reach around his girth. And it just went on and on. The sight and feel of the gargantuan tool of lust made Helen's unsatiated pussy flow like a faucet.
Without another word, she crammed his crown back past her teeth and kept going until she was gagging on seven inches of hard sausage.
She was still trying.
Frank held his hands away from her and just watched her struggle. Her throat wrestled with the bulbous end of his cock but was clearly not going to ever fit it in.
When she pulled her mouth off him, she seemed angry. "Lay down on the bed," she ordered, pointing like she was talking to a dog. "Come on, on your back. I need to find a better angle."
Frank did as told but was losing patience with the nutjob. "Little girl, I told you you can't handle all of me."
Helen knelt on the bed next to him and grabbed his tower roughly. "I really don't respond well to men telling me I can't do something." She said through gridded teeth.
"Come on, don't be like that. I can still make you feel real good. Let me lick that little cunt and while you give me a sloppy handjob."
"It's going to take a lot more than your little tongue to make me feel good," she retorted. But then a different kind of look took over her face. "Screw it, I'll finish swallowing your hog later, I need to fucking cum."
She moved so quickly, Frank barley understood her words before she had vaulted onto his body and pressed his swollen glans against her dripping hole.
Her pussy opened up around his head with surprising ease and she let gravity sink her down on nine of his eleven inches in seconds. Her fingers clawed his chest and her back arched. "Christ, that's good."