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She let out a low, throaty groan, followed by a whimper, as he pressed his head against the opening of her pussy. Looking at the size of his cock by the size of her opening, Ben realized that this was going to be more difficult than he had imagined. All those times fantasizing about this moment, the moment that he lost his virginity, he had never considered whether or not he’d actually fit inside a woman.

“Just push harder!” Leah moaned, pushing back against him.

“But I don’t want to hurt…”

Before he could finish the sentence, she reached between his legs, guiding his cock head to the right angle and with one movement and a loud yelp, she pushed him in.

***

Eighteen years old. Finally.

Ben looked at himself in the mirror. Over the last couple of years, he had grown a few inches, put on a few pounds, and finally had started to look like a man. He even had a little chest hair. Part of him had looked like a man for years, though.

Ben had always been the smallest kid in his class, considering his parents had skipped him ahead of kindergarten. Sure, he had been ready for the academic challenges of first grade early, but the social challenges had proven insurmountable. He was small, scrawny, and socially awkward. Early on, he learned that just because he knew the answers in class didn’t mean he should raise his hand, but those first few years had given him a reputation that he couldn’t overcome: nerd.

Half the time, Ben tried to embrace his reputation, committing himself to school, smirking when other kids didn’t know the answers, bragging about his abilities on tests. The other half of the time, though, he resented abidinpaşa escort the pressure his reputation put on him. As he grew older, the resentment took a greater and greater hold of him and his grades slipped. Struggling to keep up in school, he learned to hide his panic behind a “fuck it, I’m too smart for this anyways” attitude.

No matter which attitude he took, though, he just couldn’t seem to make the other kids like him. The bullies came after him almost automatically, and even the nerdy kids knew better than to associate with him. He was so much smaller than all the other kids, he couldn’t defend himself.

Looking at himself in the mirror at age eighteen, Ben wished that he could say “look at me now!” to those classmates. He wished that not only had he grown into his body, but that he had also grown into his self-confidence. Unfortunately, Ben still felt like that skinny kid, hiding in the bathroom from the bullies.

Standing in front of the mirror, he looked at the massive trunk that hung, flaccid, between his legs. It seemed absurd. Soft, it wobbled between his legs, halfway to his knees. He grabbed it gently, his fingers barely making it around its soft girth. “No girl would even want this,” he thought to himself. He had paid attention in sex ed. There was no way this thing was going to fit inside a woman.

Out of curiosity, he reached over to his desk and grabbed a ruler to measure his impressive organ.

Seven and… one quarter inches.

He wondered how big it got when it was hard.

Gently stroking his member, he mentally tabbed through his favorite girls to fantasize akyurt escort about. Maybe Jenn, the girl who sat in front of him during his econ class at city college? Or Dr. Holloway, his English professor. She always looked so professional, so distinguished, but he was sure she had a dirty side.

Or Leah Carter, his next door neighbor. She was a recent divorcee, a friend of Ben’s mother, who had moved into the neighborhood after her marriage collapsed. The second Ben had seen her with her moving truck, he had developed an enormous crush on her.

His cock started to stiffen as he thought of her full breasts, her thick, round ass, her smile that seemed to know so much more than she was willing to say. She always had this look on her face when she talked to Ben, half embarrassed, half… Something Ben didn’t know how to describe. But he knew he was just imagining it.

After Leah’s divorce, she had found solace in Ben’s mom’s church. Sure, she wasn’t a bible-thumper or anything, but he was certain that even a slightly religious woman wouldn’t want to fuck a teenager less than half her age.

Looking himself over, he realized his cock was fully hard. Despite its rigidity, it hung down between his legs, unable to support its own colossal weight. He grabbed the ruler again.

Ten and a half inches.

“That’s not that big, right?” he thought to himself. Ben had seen all of the claims of twelve-inch, fourteen-inch cocks. Sure, the porn he had seen had always disappointed, because they seemed so much smaller than him, but that must just be the camera.

Still stroking his cock, Ben walked over to his computer ankara escort to watch some porn. Leah was still on his mind, though. He looked out the window of his room towards the big white house and gasped.

One of the curtains in Leah’s house was swinging slightly.

Had she been watching him?

Embarrassed, he jumped into a pair of pajamas, his cock still bulging obscenely.

It was probably just his imagination, he thought. Or maybe Ms. Carter had been vacuuming or something, and had just knocked against the curtain.

Waiting a long ten minutes, Ben surreptitiously watched Leah’s house, but there was no more movement. Finally convinced that it had been his imagination, he started stroking again.

His thick cock had remained at attention. Barely able to get his entire hand around the shaft, he gripped it tightly, sliding up and down. The head flared red as he grew harder and harder. Thick veins coursed around his shaft, pulsing with each heartbeat.

Even with porn on his computer, all he could think of was Leah Carter, watching him from that house across the street. Something about being seen, about this incredibly sexy woman wanting to see him, made Ben incredibly horny. In his mind’s eye, he imagined Leah’s taut body, her full breasts, her wet pussy. She looked up at him, her brown eyes wide with pleasure, moaning, begging him not to stop, convulsing, screaming. He pumped harder and faster, placing both hands on his colossal erection.

He barely lasted more than three minutes, before he felt his orgasm coming. With a loud groan, he began shooting his load all over his stomach. Rope after rope shot out, covering his flat stomach with a deep pool of cum. With a groan, he dropped his meat, letting it slap down on his stomach and the cum with a soft splat. Leaning back in his chair, he glanced out the window again.

Leah Carter was standing in the window of her house, staring at him.

“Fuck,” he thought.

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