Claire's 'Big' Bad Boy

It was all he could do to maintain his flaccid state. While he still had the ability to control his arousal, he got up and went for a dip in the pool.

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The following week, Greg left town on business for several days. That first night alone, Claire had a restless, fitful sleep; she laid awake wanting desperately to act on her insatiable desire, yet knowing it was wrong.

The next day she returned home in the late afternoon, having met a girlfriend earlier for drinks downtown. She was still dressed in her favourite outfit: black, open-toed heels, tight black miniskirt, and a form-fitting grey blouse. She was wearing a set of lacy, silver-coloured bra and panties underneath, had her long black hair down, and had spent a considerable amount of time on her makeup that morning. The cups of her bra and the gusset of her panties were sprinkled with her favourite perfume.

The entire way home she had been thinking of one thing and one thing only: Jim. She knew that he would be at home that afternoon. She parked her Mercedes in the drive way, unlocked the front door, and stepped into the foyer. She threw her keys on the table by the door and ascended the first few steps of the spiral staircase. Suddenly she stopped; a current of emotion and pent up desire seized her. She felt flush and took several deep breaths. Suddenly she knew what she had to do. Claire turned and walked back down the staircase steps and headed for the door.

She reached Jim's front door seconds later. Her heart pounded in her chest as she rang the doorbell. It felt like eons before she heard the sound of his footsteps approach. Jim answered the door barefoot, in a pair of black dress pants and a crisp white shirt.

Without uttering a word, Jim instinctively stepped back as she entered. He closed the door behind her.

"Greg is "" she muttered softly.

"I know," answered Jim.

"I shouldn"t be here," she whispered. "I'm a married woman. I ..."

Knowing exactly what she wanted to hear, he leaned forward, gripped her slender shoulders with his strong hands, and placed his lips next to her ear:

"I need to fuck you," he whispered quietly in her ear.

"Yes," she replied with a quiver in her voice.

"I want to put my big dick inside you," he added. Her eyes closed and she sighed and shuddered. "I"m your big, bad boy, aren"t I" And you"re my sweet little girl. And what my sweet little girl needs is a good, hard fucking with a nice ... BIG ... dick ...

A softly uttered "Yesss," was all she could manage.

He leaned into her and held her chin with his thumb and index finger, pulling her lips apart, then sucked her ruby-red lower lip, pressing his tongue inside her hot mouth. She moaned and hungrily suckled his tongue, tasting him. His breath was sweet; hers tasted like wine.

"I'm taking you upstairs," he pronounced. Taking her hand in his, he led her upstairs and into his large master bedroom. They kissed again, passionately, in the doorway. He reached up underneath her miniskirt and placed his large hand between her legs. She caught her breath as she felt his fingers press against her labial lips and the wet, warm, sticky lace panties overtop. A shudder raced through her body and once again she felt that ache building between her legs; the tingly sensation in the base of her tummy.

Jim sat in a chair by the bed.

"Strip down to your bra and panties," he commanded.

Without speaking, she began to unfasten the ankle straps of her expensive black heels.

"Leave those on," he said.

First, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall the carpet, then unbuttoned her blouse and tossed it on the floor. Her huge bust looked exaggerated jutting out from atop her small ribcage. Jim could see the large areolas through the semi-sheer fabric of her bra. The gusset of her tiny panties was dark with her natural wetness. She stood there in her underwear, heels and diamond necklace and ear rings.

Her breasts rose and fell with each breath.

Next he ordered her to undress him. She found his dominance arousing. She considered expressing that to him, but decided not to, thinking it might dampen the pureness of the sexual energy between them.

She unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, then removed the sexy white singlet underneath; her massive breasts shifting slightly in her bra as she leaned forward.

Next, she knelt in front of him, unbuttoned the top button of his pants and unzipped his fly. He slowly raised his hips from the chair as she took hold of the waistband of his pants and underwear, pulling them down to his knees. The now semi-hard organ she uncovered made her gasp audibly yet again.

Completely taken aback, Claire had stopped tugging on his pants the moment Jim's enormous cock sprang from the confines of his black boxers. Jim reached down; pushing his pants past his knees until they dropped to the floor.

Claire couldn't stop staring at the thick monster " nearly eleven inches in length -- bobbing heavily between Jim's thighs. It was so much bigger and thicker in its aroused condition.

"I've just never seen one this big before," she stammered.

She moved closer between his now parted legs, with a tentative expression on her face; he took her hand and guided it to the huge, fleshy stalk in his lap.

Lying awake at night in her bed, in countless sexual daydreams, she had imagined making love to Jim and taking him into her mouth. Now, up close and in the flesh, she wasn't sure that she could even manage to get her lips over the large head.

He placed her hand on his manhood; she tried to close her fingers around it, succeeding only partially, and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was just enough to cause a drop of clear pre-cum to ooze from the tip.

"Suck it," he commanded.

"I can't, Jim," she said sheepishly, with a tremor of fear in her voice, her courage quickly evaporating. "It's too big."

"I told you to suck it, Claire," he replied. He ran his fingers across the nape of her neck, took her gently by the hair and brought her mouth to his massive dick.

She pushed her lips against the large head, pursing her lips and sucking the droplet of pre-cum from the tip.

She brought her other hand up and gripped it with both hands. Initially, she was content to just lick the length of Jim's shaft, but after several minutes she lifted his sac to lick that lovely ridge of skin right behind it and between his legs. After several more minutes, she still hadn't tried to take him in her mouth.

Jim had been stroking the back of her neck and tugging gently at her long, black hair; reaching down, he switched to her breasts, marvelling at their weight, size, and firmness.

"Suck it, baby."

His forceful tone excited her; the taste of his salty pre-cum fired her lust.

Finally summoning up the courage, she moved up his shaft and once again pursed her lips. Carefully, opening her mouth she slipped her lips over the head, eventually opening her mouth wide enough to accommodate a little more. She gently worked both hands up and down his shaft, and when her wet lips slipped down to take his entire head and a bit more into her mouth, he began to rock his hips in time with her sucking.

She tried hard not to gag, and succeeded until the enormous head pressed against the back of her throat. She choked, but soon regained her composure. Her sucking generated an enormous amount of saliva, and eventually an oddly erotic slurping sound accompanied her laboured breathing. Spit began to trickle down her chin and across her fingers as she gripped his cock.

"That's it, sweetie. Good girl," he cooed while he watched her impale her mouth on his organ.

His cock felt so different to her than her husband's in her mouth; it was so thick and stretched her mouth so wide, she had to be careful not to inadvertently drag her teeth across the taut flesh of his shaft.

Eventually, he lost control, and flooded her mouth with his cum.

She'd braced herself when she felt his shaft pulsate, but she wasn't ready for the volume and force of his ejaculation. It exploded against the back of her throat. She swallowed what she could and let the rest ooze down her chin and across his shaft; trickling across her fingers. She looked up at him and smiled sweetly; a string of his white ejaculate trickled downwards from the corner of her mouth. The head and shaft of his enormous organ was smeared with her red lipstick. She lovingly rubbed the tip against her mouth, smearing his salty cum across her pursed lips.

"I want to taste you," said Jim.

Placing his large hands under her arm, he stood and lifted her to her feet. Then grabbing her up in his arms, he carried her over and laid her down on his king- size bed.

He wasted no time: stripping off her panties, parting her legs, pushing them up and back against her chest, and dropping his head down between. He found her delicate pussy, like her large breasts, exquisite. It was soon apparent to Claire that her new lover was adept with his tongue and knew how to pleasure a woman orally. No doubt he's had plenty of practice, she thought.

Her pussy was already incredibly slick with her own wetness. He parted her puffy lips and thrust his tongue inside her. He knew how to read a woman's body; knew when to apply pressure to the clitoris with his tongue, when to ease off. She was so aroused, she climaxed almost immediately.

After her orgasm, her clit was momentarily sensitive and so Jim transferred his attentions to her heaving, DDD-cup breasts still encased in her bra. He practically ripped it off her; the snap burst and her huge orbs spilled out. His suckling soon produced two puffed-up and enlarged areolas. She let out a series of deep sighs. When it came to her breasts, despite their size, she found the delicate touch the most pleasurable at first. He proved good with his hands, too, gently tracing circles around each breast with his fingers, then sucking them more and more forcefully until she was begging him to suck harder.

Afterwards, she ran her fingers through his hair, then drew him up to her and kissed his mouth, running her tongue past his lips and tasting her own wetness.

Lifting himself up, he took hold of her hips and turned her over on her stomach; spreading her legs again.

Grasping the firm ass cheeks of her smallish behind, he spread them, opening her up, then moved his face down and kissed her puckered hole; thrusting the tip of his tongue just inside. The intense pleasure of it caused her to wiggle her ass backwards, pressing her bum tighter against his face.

Jim had the presence of mind - and past experiences had taught him this -- to wonder to himself if Claire would be able to handle his size. On more than one occasion, a woman's eyes had been proven bigger than her pussy, as it were. She wouldn't have been the first to experience genuine difficulty. Nor would she have been the first to deny him entry out of fear. Still, when piqued as it clearly was now, his lust was a force to be reckoned with, and he was determined to gain access to Claire's delicate cleft.

Lifting himself up off the bed once again, he turned her back over. Lifting her legs up, and standing between them, he rubbed the head of his huge erection along her puffy wet sheath.

Claire's consciousness was so overwhelmed with her own lust that it took several seconds for her to realize that he was about to squeeze his enormous cock into her vagina. Alarmed, she momentarily balked, "Please, wait, you're too big. You'll tear me up inside."

"No I won"t, sweetheart," he said. "I promise you you"re in for a treat -- when I get this thing inside you, baby, you"re gonna feel things you"ve never felt before."

With that, he pressed the large bulbous head against her slit and edged forward.

He felt immense to her right from the beginning, and she panicked slightly.

At first, her lips folded in and then parted as he entered stretching her open.

She grimaced -- a look on a woman's face Jim was no stranger to.

"Oh my god," she said wincing. "No. Please. It's way too big."

He paused, holding her legs up, protecting the ground he had already gained.

"Relax," he whispered. "Be patient. I won't hurt you."

She was breathing hard, wanting him, but fearful of his enormous size.

"Do you really think it will fit?" she asked with genuine sincerity.

"Oh baby, I"m going to MAKE it fit," he replied with a wicked grin.

Holding still and concentrating, she tried her best to relax her vaginal muscles in the same way she'd learned to relax her rectum during anal sex.

When he thought she was ready, he pressed, stretching her even further, and sliding just another inch or so inside her.

"Oh my god, stop," she pleaded. He did as she asked for a bit, but then slipped in still another inch. Her vaginal lips were stretched to their limit, now he was forcing the inner walls of her vaginal canal to stretch to accommodate him.

He'd been through this many times before with a number of women, to the point where he knew exactly how patient he would have to be. Slowly, inch by inch, he slipped his huge cock into her until he had just over half of it in. For now, he was content to have accomplished that much. But he wanted more. He pulled back out until the rim of the head emerged, then pushed back in.

As the pain slowly began to subside, the pleasure increased; she became aware of his cock now sliding slowly in and out of her vagina. His cock was so big that it was actually sliding against her clit, generating an incredibly pleasurable sensation. Bracing her heavy breasts with one hand and placing the other on Jim's tummy to discourage him from getting too eager too quickly, she closed her eyes and felt her orgasms gradually build from that place deep inside her tummy. They eventually overtook her in a series of waves. It took Jim longer, but when he finally climaxed, he came as forcefully as he had in her mouth.

When he pulled out of her pussy, the thickness of his manhood caused it to remain gaping open for a time; the mixture of his cum and her juices trickled out and puddled atop his silken sheets.

Lowering her legs, he collapsed on the bed and pulled her back in against him; wrapping her in his arms.

Several minutes passed before either of them spoke; both preferring to savour the post-coital moment.

"I've never experienced orgasms like that before; vaginal AS WELL AS clitoral," she said, taking his hand in hers and kissing it.

"I've wanted to do this since that first day I saw you in your bikini," replied Jim.

She wondered to herself if he'd managed to put it all in; her eyes had been closed much of the time. Considering how much it hurt initially, and how long it had taken for her to adjust to his incredible size, she thought he must have. In reality, he'd managed about two-thirds.

"I hope I'm not so stretched that Greg will notice!" she exclaimed.

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As she walked back to her house, she felt blissful, albeit still quite sore.

As soon as Claire entered her bedroom, she kicked off her heels and let her miniskirt and blouse fall to the floor.

She went into the large marble fixture bathroom and turned on the water in the tub. After pinning up her long black hair, she removed her sticky bra and panties and submerged herself in the warm perfumed water of a bubble bath.

For several minutes she relaxed, luxuriating in the aftermath of a very satisfying sexual encounter. Unconsciously, she touched herself between her legs, wincing slightly in pain.

My goodness he hurt going in, she thought to herself, but afterwards - Oh, my god!

Getting out, she dried herself off, and then sat on the edge of the bed that faced a large mirror. She spread her leg and examined her beleaguered vagina, not surprised that it still appeared quite raw. She tried to think of something to apply to her labia to take away the soreness; being sore after intercourse was something new for her.

She was still examining herself when she was startled by her cell phone ringing by in her purse on the bed. For some reason, she expected it to be her husband. Instead, it was Jim calling, making sure she was alright. Sitting there in her bedroom, talking to the sexiest man she had ever met, having only just made love to him next door, excited her. Still, she was a bit surprised to feel that sore spot between her legs begin to dampen again so soon afterwards.

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She had another fitful sleep that night. The next morning she awoke and enjoyed a prolonged shower. She decided she"d do some shopping that morning to take her mind off things, and had just finished putting on a short summer dress when the doorbell rang.

She hurried down the stairs and opened the door. Just as she'd hoped, it was Jim. He stood there in his skimpy bikini swimsuit -- only now, his partial arousal was testing the very strength of its seams. The size of the bulge was so large it was almost comical.

He stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

"I can"t stop thinking about you," she gushed.

"I can"t, either," he answered.

Their mutual lust was incendiary; they barely spoke; they didn"t need to.

Jim took Claire by the wrists and placed her hands on the railing by the door. He then ordered her to bend over and hike up her dress. She did so dutifully, exposing her skimpy panties.

He reached down, and in a moment of lusty abandonment, literally ripped her skimpy panties off her body. She almost swooned with excitement as a result.

She turned and watched as he slipped off his overtaxed swimsuit and hovered behind her, stroking his massive cock and eyeing her tender slit.

"Oh baby, I wanna put it in you," he said. "I wanna squeeze all of my big, fat dick into your tiny little pussy and make you moan like a little girl."

"Oh god, yessss ..." she purred. "I want you to fuck me with that giant dick of yours!"

Still working his rapidly expanding erection with one hand, he knelt between her legs, placed his thumb against her little bum hole and pressed his tongue against her swollen clitoris. The pleasure was heavenly.

"Oh Jim, I never knew it could feel like this" she panted. "But please sweetheart, before you fuck me, I want to kiss it. I want you in my mouth again."

This time it was HER turn to take him by the hand and lead him to a bed where they could satisfy their sexual lust. He lay on hers and Greg's bed on his back, and his erection came to rest against his tummy. His cock was as hard and as thick as it had been the previous day as she took hold of it in her small hand.

"I still can't believe how big you are" she said, trying to close her fingers around it, about midway down the thick shaft.

A large droplet of pre-cum oozed from the tip. Claire started licking the length of his cock, from the base to the tip, and then placed her lips just over the tip, tasting his lovely pre-cum. She slowly moved downward, opening her mouth ever wider to accommodate her lover's enormous, invading organ. After her lips passed down over the top of the shaft, she paused to swirl her tongue around the head. Then gently bobbing her head up and down, she managed to take in several more inches. The tip of his cock was pressing so hard against the back of her throat that she gagged once again.

All the while she was working her lips over the top half of his cock; her hands were stroking the shaft with a steady rhythm.

Jim normally had better than average control, but Claire was a quick study, and was quickly mastering the art of orally satisfying a much larger size penis. Consequently, he soon lost control, sending streams of hot cum down her throat.

Greedily, she gulped and swallowed as much as she could. Sucking his beautiful sex organ was an incredible turn-on for her.

Holding her in his arms and kissing her tenderly soon restored the vitality to Jim's huge cock. He pushed her onto her back and spread her legs, slowly stroking her moist slit with his finger as he lay next to her, and suckled her large areola.