Big Cock Fantasy Pt. 02

"Thanks, but I think I'll be okay once I get out of this boiling sun."

Gaynor wasn't satisfied. She insisted she'd come back with me, adding: "Tony can keep Charlie company. When she wakes up, that is." She gave a husky chortle, got up and whispered something into Tony's ear. He nodded and smiled at her.

Back at the apartment, I took off my top and shorts and got a bottle of water from the fridge. A light knock-knock sounded at the front door followed by Gaynor's distinct husky voice declaring: "I've got some pills for you, Jen."

I let her in and she handed me the pills.

"What did you whisper to Tony before we left the beach," I asked and swallowed the pills with a gulp of water.

"Nothing, really. I just told him not to worry and that I would look after you. And for him to tell Charlie what was happening. Okay?"

I nodded and Gaynor put one hand on my shoulder and the cool back of her other hand on my brow. "Well, at least you're not burning up girl," she said. "Come on, lay down on the bed."

She grasped my hand and led me the few paces to the bed and I sat. My eyes were level with Gaynor's huge brown aureola and protruding nipples. Only then did it dawn on me that she'd stripped off before coming to the apartment. Her nipples were long and seemed very firm. Automatically, I felt my nipples. They were soft.

"You've got nice tits, Jen."

The comment surprised me and all I could do was reply: "So have you. They're much bigger than mine and not at all droopy. Are they real?"
I couldn't believe what I'd just said but Gaynor snorted. "Sure they're real. Mother Nature blessed me. Something to do with my Jamaican genes from way back I suspect. Gave me this skin tone as well. Anyway, have a feel of these puppies. . . . go on," she said as I hesitated.

So I did. They felt firm, full and yet squashy in my hands. I gently squeezed them and Gaynor softly sighed. I slowly moved fingers across and back over her nipples. They were solid and Gaynor said: "Give them a tweak." So I did. And then I thought: "Jen, what on earth are you doing?"

I'd never touched another woman's breasts. Yet, here I was with someone I barely knew, both of us naked, and me fondling her caramel mounds. What's more, I felt a tingle between my legs and my heart beat was racing.

Gaynor reached down and cupped my globes in her hands and began to mash them together, her thumbs caressing my aroused nipples. "Mmm," she said. "You feel good, very good." Seconds later, she said: "Suck my titties," and put her hands on the back of my head and drew it towards her heaving orbs.

I was on auto pilot, transfixed and under Gaynor's spell. I closed my lips over her left nipple and sucked. She moaned and that encouraged me to rub her other tit and increase my sucking strength. Then I swapped to her right nipple and Gaynor removed her hands from my head. I just carried on sucking and kneading, my eyes closed and savouring the moment. Headache? What headache?

"Oh, Jenny, Jenny, you've made me so wet. Feel me." And Gaynor took my right hand and guided it between her legs. I felt the soft curls of her dark bush in my palm as my fingers slid between her open thighs and found her pussy lips. My middle finger slipped easily between her folds and pierced her damp opening. I rested my cheek on Gaynor's bosom (such soft pillows) and concentrated on finger-fucking her.

"Wow, that's too good," murmured Gaynor and grasped my wrist, pulling my hand from her groin. She looked down at me, teeth exposed as she smiled and said in a very sexy, husky tone: "Stretch out on the bed, Jen. Let's enjoy each other."

I lay down and Gaynor stood on the bed, her long back and big round cheeks facing me. She squatted, her open pussy just above my face, and then leaned forward to put her mouth on my love channel. I squirmed as her tongue licked along my wet slit and then entered my hole. I held Gaynor's firm crouching thighs - and, for the first time in my 35 years, began to lick pussy. The smell, the softness, the juices, they all combined for an exquisite experience. Plus, of course, there was Gaynor treating me to a licking, sucking and finger poking that, I must admit, was a step up even on Tony's expertise.

Miraculously, in what seemed very little time, I felt my orgasm building. I licked and sucked furiously as it built and I lifted my hips off the bed, forcing my pubis onto Gaynor's chin just as she pressed her pussy down on my mouth. I felt a great surge in my groin and the tension in my thighs was eased as juices flooded out of me. Almost in the same instant, Gaynor gasped loudly, wiggled her hips and spurted her sticky fluid onto my tongue and chin.

We were both panting but Gaynor found the strength to roll off me, scoot round and lay with her face next to mine. She raised her left thigh over my tummy, wrapped her arm over my chest and kissed my shoulder. "Thanks," she whispered, "that was great. I've looked forward to that ever since I first saw you."

I didn't know how to reply, didn't really know what I was thinking. I'd just had my first lesbian encounter and wasn't sure why. It just seemed to happen but I knew I'd enjoyed it. We lay quietly and, while I was drained of energy, my tummy pain had gone and my head was only spinning because of what had just happened.

Finally, I turned my head and looked into Gaynor's brown eyes. "I've never been with a lesbian before," I said.

"You still haven't," she said, showing me those white teeth again. "I'm not lesbian, I'm bi-sexual. It pays in my line of work, you know. Charlie's the same."

We lay in silence again before Gaynor asked: "Was it good for you?"

"Mmmm," I said. "It was. Unexpected but good. And, know what, I'm not feeling poorly any more."

Gaynor gave my right tit a gently squeeze. "That's good then. But, tell me truthfully, have you never thought about making out with a woman? Never fantasized?"

I shook my head. "No, never, not even when watching lesbian porn. Tony likes that and threesomes with two women. But me, no, I've always been a girl who likes cock."

Gaynor chortled. "You've done okay with Tony then. From what I've seen of his flaccid cock these past few days, I guess he's got enough to satisfy anyone when he gets hard."

"Yes, I've had no complaints for the past 12 years or more. But ... ." I paused and debated whether I should continue with my revelation. I mean, although we'd just had intimate relations, as they say in higher circles, I didn't truly know Gaynor, did I?

"But . . . but what?" said Gaynor tweaking my right nipple.

Oh well, to hell with it, tell her. "Not long ago, I got excited when Tony and I were watching this DVD and there was a really monster cock. I mean monster with a huge domed helmet. Anyway, Tony, bless him, went out and got a massive black dildo. It's supposedly a life-like replica of an American porn star named Marcus."

"Yes, I know about that guy. That's one big cock, girl."

"Mmmm, it is. Anyway, I struggled to use it, couldn't get it in, hurt too much. But I didn't give up because I wanted to feel a big dick inside me. Wanted to know what it felt like. Finally, a few days later, I managed it. It was great. Painful at first, you know, but great all the same and I had one hell of a climax, even feinted."

"Sounds thrilling," said Gaynor. "So you've fulfilled that fantasy."

"Well, yes and no." I paused again. "Tony doesn't know this and you musn't mention it. After I'd fucked with the dildo I immediately had the urge to try a real cock, real flesh and blood with a man banging away on top of me. See how much cum he'd blast up me." I looked into Gaynor's eyes. "Greedy aren't I?"

Gaynor shook her head. "Not really, it's understandable. You would be curious."

"Yeah, curious, that's it. But I'm afraid it'll just remain that - a fantasy and a curiosity."

"Why's that?" Gaynor leaned up on her right elbow, her left hand sliding down from my tit to settle on my pussy mound.

"Well, I'm truly not desperate enough to go hunting on the internet or anything. I am, I really am, happy with Tony and our sex life. So, that's it. I'm not likely to stumble across a man with a giant cock am I."

"Hold that thought," said Gaynor and got off the bed. "I'll be back."

I watched her leave via the front door, all naked and with her juices dried on her inner thighs. I felt between my own legs and thought about having a shower. Needed to clean up before Tony returned.

I sat up just as Gaynor came back, her phone in hand. She sat back on the bed, pressed a couple of buttons and then handed me the phone. "What about that?"

The picture was of a thick black cock, lolling against a muscular thigh. "God, that's some dick, Gaynor."

"It is," she agreed, taking the phone from me and clicking more buttons. "Look here," she said.

What looked like the same cock was now in side view, proudly sticking out. Horizontal and very long. Gaynor pressed "play" and I watched with open mouth for the few seconds as the man ran his hand along his shaft before turning to the camera, his bulbous head filling the screen. Then the screen went blank. Gaynor played it again and I was still speechless.

"Is that the sort of the thing you dream about having?' Gaynor laughed, deep and husky. "Course you do. It's bloody obvious, girl."

"Who is that? Do you know him? Or is it just a clip from a porn movie?"

"Whoa, slow down Jen. Yes, I do know him and he's not a porn actor. Could be, but he's not interested."

She looked at the phone in her lap for a few moments, clearly pondering her next move. Then Gaynor asked me where I lived and when I replied she said: "That's wonderful. He's only about thirty miles from you. I'll give you my number and when you get home, give me a call sometime and we'll fix something up."

"Really?" I put my arms around Gaynor's shoulders and hugged her, kissing her cheek. "I can't believe this." I shook my head in amazement. What are the odds against meeting someone, who knows someone who ... oh, never mind. "Anyway, just how big is he?" I asked with eyes wide.

"Not exceptionally tall," she said. Then she winked. "But you're asking about his package which is mighty large as you've seen. I've never measured him but, tell me, how big is your dildo?"

I told her and she smiled broadly, white teeth flashing. "You wont be disappointed, Jen. Eleven inches isn't a problem."

I nearly swooned at those words but, before I could say anything else, I heard a familiar voice as the front door opened. "I'll check on Jen and then be out on the balcony with a couple of beers. See you in a few minutes, Charlie."

Tony was surprised to see Gaynor in our bedroom. Probably even more surprised to see us both naked sitting on the bed and the covers somewhat ruffled.

"Oh, hi Gaynor," he said. Looked at me and asked: "How are you now, Jen?"

"She's just fine," said Gaynor, standing up and distracting Tony as her tits jiggled and swayed. "I gave her some pills, we've had a rest together and it's worked like a tonic, hasn't it Jen?" She waved the phone at me, saying "Byeee for now," and she wiggled her way to the door. "See you later," she called, shutting the door behind her.

I looked at Tony and gave him a big smile. "Everything's just fine, honey. I'm gonna have a shower now and then join you on the balcony. But no alcohol for me, just coffee please. And make it very strong and black."

As the warm jets of water sprayed my body, I cupped my pussy with one hand and soaped my tits and tummy with the other, letting the suds roll down between my thighs, all the time thinking about the big cock on Gaynor's phone. My unexpected bi experience, delightful as it was, took a place in the back of my mind.

Instead, I now thought about arranging to be fucked by that big cock. Can I possibly, really, go ahead and do it? When should I approach Tony? How will he react?