Addy's Little Cuck Pt. 01

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Ch1: Nathan

"Do you want to come upstairs?" I was so nervous that I was shaking. It had taken five dates before I worked up the nerve to ask Addy the big question. Five perfect dates with my sweet and innocent dream girl.

Addy smiled and nodded, she took my face in her hands and kissed me. I closed my eyes and felt her tongue enter my mouth. She was the perfect kisser, aggressive and assertive. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. She encouraged my fingers to trace her soft round curves.

I'm too shy, so it was Addy who took my hand and moved it to her soft round breast. I felt her hard nipples under her shirt then moved my hand down to explore to the outline of her soft round belly. Her body was big and soft and the sexiest thing I had ever felt.

It was Addy that lead me to the bedroom -my bedroom- and she was the one who encouraged me to help her undress. I took in the sight of her - the coquettish smile behind her cute and nerdy glasses, her soft breasts resting on top of her sexy round tummy. I tentatively touched the black waistband of her lacy panties and felt the curly pubic hair just visible underneath. I dropped to my knees to help her step out of the delicate garment. My heart raced at the sight of her hairy pussy.

I loved eating Addy's pussy. The smell of her sex and the taste of her juices made me rock hard. She played with her nipples as I buried my face between her legs. I found her clit and watched her belly jiggle as I teased the nub. My cock leaked pre cum as her moaning intensified. Abby's wetness coated my face. She placed her thick thighs over my shoulders and pulled my hair to force me deeper into her fat pussy mound. Addy's orgasm was perfection.

I held her as we kissed. She reached down to snake her hand inside the fly of my boxers. This was the moment I had been dreading. I felt her soft hand encircle my hard cock and I watched her face to read her expression. She attempted to mask it but I noticed Addys disappointment when she realized how small I was. I felt like crying. I had been through this before. "I'm sorry Addy."

She stroked my cock as she kissed me. Her tongue teased mine and I felt a shiver on the back of my neck. "It's okay, Nathan. I really like you." She stroked my little dick and smiled at me. It was a tender and sweet moment. Her gentle touch on my erection was electric and I trembled as we kissed. My meager load soaked the front of my boxers as Addy gazed into my eyes. "See, Nathan, wasn't that nice?"

It was difficult keeping our relationship a secret at work. I couldn't help admiring Addy every time she walked past my station. I wanted to rush over to her and take her in my arms and kiss her. It was distracting.

That asshole Paul was an even worse distraction. He liked to ogle Addy and whisper his stupid bullshit to me while grinning his stupid grin. "I'd fuck the shit out of her. Bigger girls are better in bed, Nathan. Trust me. The little petites can't handle a big cock. They always tap out." I wanted to punch the jerk.

Paul saw how upset I was getting. "Are you crushing on the office girl, Nathan? Think you have a chance with her? That's too much woman for you, dude." He poked my chest and laughed. "I'll bet she's a tiger in bed. I'll let you know after I plow that pussy." He was the most arrogant person I'd ever met.

My one saving grace is what Paul didn't know -I'd already spent a magical night with Addy. He could talk about what he'd do to her pussy -as if she'd even consider fucking him, but I'd already tasted her and guided her to a fantastic orgasm. You can brag all you want asshole, I'm the one who got to bring her breakfast in bed, and I had a date lined up for the weekend. Kiss my ass, Paul

Ch2: Addy

"Let's go shopping on Saturday." I cornered Nathan next to the copier where we'd have a smidge of privacy.

"Instead of our date?" He looked upset.

"No, silly. Before our date. We can pick out a sexy outfit for later." I took his hand and smiled.

"Oh yeah? Okay. That sounds awesome." He was grinning now.

I leaned forward to put my mouth on his ear. "You get to watch me try on all those clothes." I kissed his lobe and breathed. "A naughty fashion show for you." I could see the little tent in his slacks. The poor boy was going to have trouble making it back to his desk.

Saturday took forever to arrive. We talked on the phone in the evenings but that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to feel Nathan holding me and I REALLY wanted his mouth on my pussy. I was fucking horny.

Thursday night's conversation was amazing. We talked for two hours before I decided to cut to the chase. "Have you ever had phone sex, Nathan?"

"Really? Oh my God. Do you want to? I never have but I want to. I mean I would. I mean... right now?"

"I'm heading to my bedroom, silly boy. Don't you want to play along? I can hang up if it's not your thing." I knew there was no chance in hell that he was hanging up.

I touched myself as my shy boy told me how he loved eating my pussy. "I could do it forever."

"I think you're going to have to prove it, Nathan. You have to meet high standards if you're going to be my little pussy eater." I teased my clit with a wet finger. "Little" pussy eater? Was that a freudian slip?

"Are you hard right now?"

"Oh yeah."

"I'm going to suck that hard cock this weekend. You're not ready for what I'm going to do to you."

"Oh God. I'm ready." His breathing was ragged gasps. "Shit. So close."

"Slow down, little man. Stop touching yourself." Shit. I called him little again, didn't I?

"Are you close?" He sounded desperate. I needed help if I was going to keep up.

"One sec, Nathan. I want to use my toy. You've got me so turned on. No touching." I grabbed my dildo from the drawer.

"Oh my God. That's so hot. What is it?" His voice was desperate.

I eased the head of the dildo into my wet cunt. I loved how the thick toy stretched me. "It's my dildo, Baby. Did you think I was too innocent to have one?" I felt the glorious pressure as I pushed it deeper. I moaned. "Fuck, that's good."

"Can I touch myself again?" He was so cute, asking for permission. I was fucking myself and the wet sound of the girthy toy was more than he could stand. I bit my lip as masturbated for him. I was a wicked slut.

"Touch yourself, Nathan." I felt so stretched -so well-fucked. I imagined a muscular stud pumping his huge cock inside me. He held me down and used me for his pleasure. My tight pussy gripped his girth, pushing my stud over the edge. I cried into the phone as my orgasm neared. The sound of the toy in my wet cunt was an obscene symphony. "I'm cumming, baby. Oh shit. Fuck."

When I picked up the phone a minute later all I could hear was Nathan trying to catch his breath. "Are you there?"

I smiled. "How was that, Nathan?"

"Oh wow. The best. I can't even..." He sounded winded. "I have to clean up."

I laughed. "See you at work tomorrow."

I know Nathan was curious about my toy. He'd mentioned it several times when we talked Friday evening. Had he hinted that I should bring it along on Saturday? It seemed like he had. I looked at the thick appendage and remembered how much smaller Nathan had felt in my hand. Could I do that to the poor boy? Fuck.

Shopping was fun. Nathan was an eager puppy and it was exciting to have my own little fanboy. I tried on a lacy teddy and his eyes grew wide. "I'm buying that for you."

"Are you sure? That's not why I invited you along."

"Fuck yeah I'm sure.". He reached up to stroke the side of my breast under the fine lacy material. The saleslady blushed. It was the boldest thing I'd ever seen Nathan do. I was bringing out his naughty side.

I leaned in close and lowered my voice to a whisper. "However will I pay you back?" I touched his cute little belly and licked my lips. His awed expression made me feel like a goddess.

Dinner and shopping was fun but I was ready for Nathan to take me home. He was an adoring lover, rubbing my feet and massaging my back. He helped me out of the cute teddy -that boy had good taste- and dropped to his knees. I knew he was excited to taste me.

"You're going to have to get naked if you want to touch me anywhere else." I loved giving him orders. He blushed beat red. "Hurry up. Don't you want this?" I dipped my finger under the panties into my wetness then held it towards him. Nathan leaned forward to take the wet digit into his mouth, but I pulled it away. "Not yet. First you get those clothes off, then you can have a taste."

Nathan was bashful. His body was nothing like the muscular Adonis that I had pictured during phone sex, softer with a little belly. I could tell that he was self conscious. He held his hands to cover up his erection. "Nope. Hands to the side." I was in charge.

Nathan was hard -very hard. His erection was an angry red with a drop of pre cum. He looked at me like and eager and nervous puppy. My date wasn't the sex god of my fantasies but he was cute and I wanted to pleasure him. I cupped his shaft in my hand and giggled as he shivered. "Lay on the bed. On your back"

Nathan was obedient and I lowered my pussy to his eager lips in a sixty-nine position. His little cock was hard and proud and I kissed the tip. He moaned into my pussy and gripped my thick thighs. He began to suck on my clit. Fuck.

I could tell that he wouldn't last long. Nathan had been edging since my first touch I think. I played gently to prolong his pleasure, while he slurped at my wet cunt. ""Are you ready, baby?". He replied with a muffled moan. I sucked his cock to the base. Nathan moaned in orgasm and his hot load filled my mouth.

I crawled next to Nathan and began to kiss him. I could tell he wanted to continue eating my pussy, but there would be more time for that. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and he accepted willingly. Nathan was excited by the cummy kiss. Kinky. I was proud of him.

We kissed and explored each other. Nathan stroked my hair and looked at me with a serious expression. "I want to make you cum now. It's your turn." He was so thoughtful.

I had a naughty idea. "Can we use my toy? The one from the other night?" I was really desperate for a big thick cock. He had me all worked up.

"You brought it?". He was surprised, but excited too I thought.

I nodded and bit my lip. "It's in my bag." I motioned to the corner where I had stashed my duffle.

He was shocked by the size of the dildo. I don't blame him. I had been mentally comparing the size of my toy to Nathan's little cock and the difference was stark. I'm sure the toy was three times his size. I spread my legs to show him my fat hairy pussy. "I want you to fuck me with it."

Ch3: Nathan

The dildo was heavy and thick. This was what Addy used to masturbate? Holy shit. I was intimidated by its size.

"Don't forget the lube. It's in the bottom of my duffle." The look on Addy's face told me that she was amused by my reaction to the big phallus. Yeah, no shit. I was shocked.

I slathered the girthy shaft with lube. As I spread the cream on the toy it occured to me that I must have looked as if I were playing with or, heaven forbid, jerking off the cock -a big stranger's cock. I was so embarrassed, but I was turned on too. Addy seemed to think the whole thing was hilarious.

She looked so sexy in the bed with her pretty face framed by her cute and nerdy eyeglasses. Could this innocent girl -a girl next door or a dutiful librarian- really be a cock crazy size-queen? I looked at her silky brown curls as they framed her mischievous smile and thought that I didn't know her as well as I had thought. Addy was a mysterious creature.

She beckoned me to join her on the bed. I crept between her legs and positioned the head of the dildo at the mouth of her hairy pussy. "Are you sure about this?" I wondered if she could really handle the monster phallus.

Addy reached down to guide the head of the cock inside her pink lips. I'd never seen anything sexier. She closed her eyes and moaned as the head of the cock slipped inside her. I felt like I would burst. I wished it could be me penetrating her.

Addy removed the toy to catch her breath. The head of the veiny cock was wet with her juices. I reached to take it from her and marveled at the sticky wetness.

Addy lay back and urged me to ease the toy inside her. "Slow baby, slow. It's so big." Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back. My own cock ached to be touched.

Addy gasped as I fucked her pretty plump pussy. "God, I need this. I need that big cock. Fuck me.". She seemed to lose all sense of space and time as I increased my tempo. Her voice sounded far off, as if she was talking to someone alive in her imagination. "Give it to me. I love your big cock. You're amazing."

I can't explain what came over me at that moment. As I watched Addy react to being penetrated I understood what she was imagining. She breathed and moaned and softly cried out in pleasure. In her mind my girlfriend was being fucked by a man with that magnificent cock -some other man, I was sure of it.

I don't know what caused me to assume the persona of her well hung fantasy lover. Some perverse urge born from a lifetime of insecurities overwhelmed me. I had to know what she was thinking. How would my kind and innocent girlfriend react to a dominant man? I fucked her harder with the toy. "You're a slut for my big cock, aren't you?" The voice coming from my mouth belonged to someone else.

Addy gripped the bedsheets and nodded, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "You belong to me, don't you?" She nodded. It wasn't me talking. It was her well hung stud. I felt -knew- that she was imagining sex with a fantasy lover. "This is the cock that owns you, isn't it? My cock. Not your boyfriend's." She nodded again. "Say it."

"I love your cock. It's better. So much better than my boyfriend. I'm so sorry, Nathan. I need his cock. I need to be fucked. Hnngggg!"

I brought Addy a cup of water and held her hand while she drank it. She squeezed my hand. "You okay?". She looked concerned.

"I'm okay." I wasn't sure though.

"It was hot right? I can tell you liked it." She smiled at me and gave me a gentle kiss. "You were really turned on, Nathan, don't deny it." I gave her a weak smile.

She kissed her way along my jawbone then whispered in my ear, her breathy voice sent shivers along my neck. "It turned you on Nathan. You liked me fucking a bigger cock. It's okay. You can be my little cuck in the bedroom. I'd like that."

I kissed her and thought to myself that I'd never find a more perfect girl.

Ch4: Addy

Once in a while our team from the office would go out for drinks. There had been a few rumors about SC and I, I'm sure, but that was the night that everyone found out about our relationship.

I was getting drinks from the bar when Paul, Nathan's office nemesis, slid in beside me. He touched my arm, "I, for one, am shocked."

"Shocked? Why?"

"I just never saw Nathan as your type." He snuck a peak at my cleavage as we talked.

"Oh yeah? What's my type?". Nathan was right, the guy could be annoying.

"Smart and funny for sure." He smiled in a flirty way. "Fit. Athletic." He flexed his bicep. What a jerk. "A demon in the bedroom. The kind of guy who knows what he wants and always gets what he wants."

The bartender was back with my drinks. I looked at Paul and his smug smile. "Got to go." I weaved my way back to the table, drinks in hand.

I had to admit, as I watched Paul flirt with our waitress, that he could be a smooth operator. It didn't hurt that he worked out and had an athlete's build to go with his good looks. Too bad he was such a jerk. Nathan was the guy for me. You and your perfect ass can be jealous, dickhead!

Everyone was buying us drinks. Nathan and I were the superstar couple and it felt like the flow of cocktails was never ending. I had a definite buzz and Nathan, never really a drinker, was worse than me. As the bar closed I realized I had no idea how we were getting home. There was no way either of us could drive.

"You two can crash at my place." Paul smiled his least obnoxious smile. "It's one block away -a block and a half. I've got room."

It was five blocks to Paul's place but I thought the walk did us some good. Nathan was shakey on his feet but we managed the trip without incident. Nathan crashed on the couch as soon as we entered Paul's big bachelor pad.

"There are plenty of places to sleep." Paul rested his hand on the small of my back. "You can have my bed, if you want."

"The recliner will be just fine, thanks." Nathan was already snoring.

Paul went the the kitchen and returned with a big glass of juice. "Hydrate now, so you feel better in the morning." I had been watching him all night. This was 'charming Paul' -the guy who had spent the evening flirting with the waitress. I'm ninety percent sure that he got her number. He touched my hand, "Anything you need. Let me know or help yourself. What's mine is yours."

I finished my juice. Paul and I hugged before he headed down the hallway to his bedroom. He smelled really good.

Paul tapped me on the shoulder a few minutes later. His arms were full of blankets. "I've got these." As he moved to cover Nathan and I noticed that Paul was shirtless. His wide back was impressive. I didn't realize that he was such a gym rat. He wore pajama pants that hugged his hard round ass.

When Paul turned to offer me a blanket I couldn't help but admire his well defined pecs and thick arms. "Do you smoke, Addy? Weed, I mean?"

"Not really. I have, but a long time ago."

"A little puff will help you sleep. Come on, I'll show you the back patio."

Paul's back yard was nice. "You didn't think of me as a gardening guy, huh? It relaxes me." The moonlight highlighted Paul's shirtless body as he lit the joint.

Paul watched me as he inhaled. "I'm really not a pothead. It just relaxes me, you know? It helps when I'm feeling anxious." He passed it to me and I took a drag. The warm smoke felt good.

It was weird hanging out in the back yard with Paul. We had never been friends but he was very sweet that night. I remembered watching him charm the pretty waitress and I knew he was just flirting with me. I couldn't help but admire his physique, though, and it was kind of cute how he fussed over his plants and flowers.

At one point Paul stood up and the light fabric of his pajamas hugged the big bulge of his cock. I stared at the thick outline -its dimensions were shocking. I stumbled over my words and felt unsteady on my feet.

Paul took my hand. "You okay, Addy?" I nodded but felt a bit weak. He leaned in to kiss me.

I took Paul's tongue in my mouth. We kissed for several minutes and I could feel my heart racing. His hard body felt so good against my soft skin as our tongues danced. Paul smiled wickedly and unbuttoned the front of my dress to reveal the top of my breasts. "Cute." He admired my favorite bra and traced the blue and green teardrop shapes with the tip of his finger. "This is pretty."

Paul took my hand and moved it to the bulge between his legs. He was already as large as our toy but he wasn't hard yet. I explored it's length and girth as he smiled at me in triumph. "Let's go to my room."

We sat on his bed and kissed. Paul stroked my big breasts until I shucked my dress and the pretty ornate bra. He traced my nipple with his fingertip and I felt a shiver on the back of my neck. He bit my lip and smiled. "I always thought you were sexy."

He stood in front of me and lowered his pyjama bottoms. His cock was magnificent -the largest I'd seen outside of porn. I felt butterflies. Paul held my face in his hands and guided me to begin sucking him. I obeyed.

Ch 5: Nathan

I woke up feeling an intense need to piss. My head was foggy and I was confused. Where was I? I crawled out from under the covers on some strange sofa in some unfamiliar living room. I was alone.

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