I gotta feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night That…

I don’t know how to begin. Who would believe me? I mean,
I certainly wouldn’t have believed this story a few
months ago. No one who knows me would believe it.

My story begins about six months ago. That’s when
BillyWayne and I moved here to Fresno from Walker
Landing, Georgia. BillyWayne is my husband. We both grew
up there, instilled with good Christian values. My name’s
Rebecca. I’m 23 and BillyWayne is 24. We’ve been married
six years and have a five-year-old girl and a four-year-
old boy. The way I was raised, sex was never discussed; a
girl waited until she was married and then did it under
the covers.


I started going out with BillyWayne when I was 14 and
didn’t kiss him until I was 15. When we got married
shortly after my seventeenth birthday I was still very
much a virgin, mentally as well as physically. Despite
his bragging, I don’t think BillyWayne had any more
experience than I did. But he sure had, and still has,
some pretty strong ideas about what is proper sex and
what is not. I think you get the idea.

Then six months ago, Billy Wayne’s company moved him to
Fresno. He came ahead and found us a house in an older
tract, found a church for us and moved me and the kids
here. The first couple of months I was really lonely but
then one of the ladies at the church kind of adopted me.
Her name is Trudy and her husband is Stan and they are
the best thing that ever happened to me. At first I sort
of thought of them as my mom and dad because they are
around 50 I think. But now they are my best friends.

Before I get to far, maybe I better tell you what I look
like and Stan and Trudy look like. I’m really tiny. I’m 4
feet 11 inches tall and weigh 98 pounds. I’ve got light
brown hair that is shoulder length, my eyes are hazel. My
bra size is 30A, which is kind of a joke because my
little titties really don’t need a bra. No one ever says
that I’m beautiful or gorgeous; they always say I’m cute.
I used to hate that, looking like a fourteen year old but
now I like it. Trudy is about 5 foot 4 I think, she has
dark black hair cut short.

She says she’s fat but she really isn’t. She does have
really large breasts with these huge round dark nipples.
My nipples are just pink and pointy. She also has kind of
a round tummy and round butt. Stan is not too tall
either; I guess about 5 foot 6 or so. He is bald on the
top and has brown hair around the sides so he looks kind
of older than he is. But his face is really nice and he
always is smiling and has a look that makes you want to
smile too. He is pretty thin but has a tummy on him too.

Anyway, let me tell you what happened two months ago, it
was July and it was hot. It was Friday night and Trudy
invited me to come to her house and help the ladies make
food for a church picnic on Saturday. Well it turned out
to be kind of a party too.

There were six other ladies there and Trudy made these
really good drinks and as we worked, everyone sipped
drinks and talked and laughed. By the time we had
finished preparing the food around 10 p.m., everybody was
a little tipsy. I didn’t do too much talking because I’m
shy and also I was sort of embarrassed at the way the
ladies talked. I mean I never heard ladies talk about sex
the way they talked.

When everyone was leaving, Trudy says, “Rebecca, will you
stay and help me clean-up.”

“Sure,” I said.

She hugged me. “You were very quiet tonight. Did you have
fun? You seemed to like my choice of refreshments.”

“Oh, yes. I like them a lot. BillyWayne don’t approve of
ladies drinking so I only did it one time before. I guess
I didn’t know what to say because I never heard so much
talk about sex before.”

Trudy laughed. “Honey, don’t worry. They talk about it
more because they’ve all been married so long that they
don’t do it the way you young kids do. I bet that
BillyWayne is on you all night every time he comes back
from these business trips of his.”

I didn’t say anything. I guess my face said something
though, because Trudy hugged me again and held me. “Oh
baby, I think I may have said something wrong. Let me
fill your glass and maybe we should talk.”

“No, you didn’t say anything wrong. We just don’t do it
very much at all. I mean… well… it’s just that we
don’t want to have no more kids. I mean BillyWayne says
we can’t afford to have no more. And… well… you,
know… you just do it to make babies and to please your

Trudy was holding me close, I was sipping the newly
filled glass and feeling really light headed. If I hadn’t
had those drinks I would have never let the conversation
go on, but I did.

“Rebecca, are you telling me that you don’t enjoy it when
you do it – or maybe I should say when you did it. Honey,
trust me, there is nothing wrong with enjoying it.”

“I kind of do Trudy. I mean it always seems like I’m just
starting to enjoy it and then it’s over. I mean I always
think that there’s something more going to happen and it
doesn’t. Please don’t ever tell anybody what we’re
talking about. I found out I enjoy it more when I just
rub myself down there, but I know it’s wrong.”

“Honey! It’s definitely not wrong. Sex is meant to be
enjoyed. And sweetie, just between us, why don’t we not
say `down there’. Honey that’s your pussy. And let me
tell you, every one of those women tonight have a
vibrator or a dildo that they love to use on their

I felt a tingle when she said `pussy’. She must have
noticed. Her arm was still around me; I could feel her
large breast, warm against my arm.

She whispered in my ear, “Say it for me honey… say


“Good. That calls for a drink.” she laughed.

I laughed too and said, “pussy”. Then, “Trudy, can I ask
you something else?”

“Anything baby.”

“You know when Margaret had that carrot and said it
looked like her husbands thing but it was hard and he
wasn’t?” Do you think that it can really be that long?”

“Honey, of course. Hell, that carrot was only about 5 or
6 inches long. Stan’s is bigger than that. Damn, I always
thought that tall drink of water you’re married to must
have at least a foot hanging there.” Trudy was giggling
and also a bit tipsy. “AND, what is this talk about
`things’? I thought we decided it’s OK to use some of
those `fun’ words.” she laughed. “It’s a `cock’! And just
how big is old BillyWayne’s?

I held up my fingers. “About this long.”

“My God! That’s only about 4 inches. And that’s the ONLY
one you’ve ever seen?” Trudy was shaking her head.

“Uh huh.” I was kind of embarrassed again. “Maybe I
better go home, it’s almost midnight.” I didn’t really
want to go, but I just didn’t know what else to say.

“Rebecca honey, I don’t think you should be driving
tonight. You’ve had a bit to drink and I sure won’t let
you take your kids out in that car. Why don’t we finish
this batch of `Kool-Aid’ and you can go sleep in the
guest room with the kids?”

I just nodded.

“You drink up while I go get my jammies on and grab one
of Stan’s t-shirts for you to use as jammies.”

When she came back, she was wearing transparent baby-doll
pj’s and I guess I stared because she stopped and
pretended to model for me. “Never seen a fat old lady in
baby-dolls, huh? What do you think? Anyway, it’s way to
hot to wear flannel.”

I could clearly see her large breasts. They hung down
like pendulums, large round pendulums. And she had big
brown nipples that were clearly visible. She wasn’t
really fat I thought, but her tummy was round. Then I saw
the black triangle that must have been her hair… err,
pussy hair. But it only was above where her pussy was. It
was like an arrow pointing at her pussy. I guessed at the
time that I must be drunk, because I didn’t feel at all
ashamed of looking at Trudy’s tits and pussy and thinking
the words `tits and pussy’ and then saying, “Trudy, how
come you only got that little bit a hair down…ah…on
your pussy?”

“Oh, I like to shave it sweetie,” she said as she pulled
the crotch of her panties aside. She seemed to enjoy
showing me her pussy, seemed to watch to see what my
reaction would be.

I just stared at the curly black triangle of hair
pointing to the puffy fold of skin that formed the lips
of her pussy. And as I stared Trudy used two fingers to
spread the lips apart, revealing the wet pink interior of
her pussy. Then she calmly pulled her panties back in
place. She giggled. “That was kind of funny about the
carrot. Do you think you can keep a secret?”

“Yes. what?”

“How would you like to see a real seven inch cock?”

I tingled again. “Trudy, you don’t have those dirty
pictures do you?”

“No, honey. A real one. Stan’s sound asleep and I was
thinking we could sneak in and pull the sheet off and let
you see one. I mean I know he’s just a middle aged short
guy with a pot belly, but honey, he does have a fine

I drained my glass. “Trudy, you shouldn’t talk like that
about him. I mean, I think he’s really nice and kind of
cute and not real old and… but… I can’t…”

She cut me off. “Sure you can. C’mon.” She pulled me into
the bedroom. Stan was lying on his back. It was hot and
he had only a sheet over him. The sheet sort of clung to
him and I could see the outline of his body, even the
outline of his cock. My heart was pounding. I had never
ever done anything like this but I was dying to see it…
his cock!

Trudy pushed me closer and slowly pulled the sheet back.
I was watching the lump under the sheet and gasped as his
cock was uncovered. Stan’s cock was lying across his
thigh. I studied it, looked at his balls. His balls were
small but his cock looked so huge to me. “What do you
think honey?”

“Shhh, Trudy. He’ll wake up.”

“Nah, he sleeps like a rock.”

“His looks different than BillyWayne’s. BillyWayne’s cock
looks like a little helmet on the end. Stan’s just sort
of has skin there. Does that mean he didn’t get

“That’s right honey. We call it unclipped. I like them
better that way.”

“Gosh, it looks so… so… big. Sort of heavy.”

Trudy was behind me. She was leaning into me. She was
whispering in my ear. “It is kind of heavy. And when you
pull the skin back you can see the little helmet. It’s
fun doing that, pulling the skin back and forth. Go
ahead, you can touch it, he won’t wake up.”

She took my hand and placed it on Stan’s cock. I couldn’t
believe how much I was enjoying this. I wrapped my
fingers around his cock. It felt so warm, so firm. I
could feel the thickness of it. I liked it.

“Stroke it honey,” she whispered in my ear.

I did. I watched the head of his cock emerge as I pulled
the shaft towards the balls. I got wet as I felt his cock
get hard. I ran my finger along the vein on the side. His
cock became rock hard in my hand, and I liked it! I just
stroked the cock back and forth as Trudy encouraged me. I
felt her big tits against my back.

“Look closer honey.”

I bent down, admiring and examining this cock, thinking
how nice it looked, how much I wanted it. Precum began to
ooze from the hole in the end. I squeezed the head and
made the hole open. My nipples were hard. The T-shirt I
was wearing, rubbed across my nipples as I moved.

“Look at that lovely drop of pre-cum sweetie. God he gets
wet when his cock is played with. Taste it honey. Put
your tongue down there and lick that sweet drop.” Trudy
was gently pushing my head down on Stan’s cock.

I didn’t resist. All I needed was a little urging. I was
now stroking his cock gently and let my tongue lick all
around the head. I liked it. I liked the taste. I liked
the wickedness of it. I was being very bad and I liked it
a lot.

Trudy didn’t have to push my head any more. I felt her
hands begin to feel my little tits as I sucked his cock
into my mouth. It felt so big compared to BillyWayne’s. I
liked the fact that it was bigger. I felt a hand rubbing
my thigh. I realized that Trudy was still pinching my
nipples. I lifted my eyes and saw Stan smiling.

I trembled as I felt his hand rub my pussy through my
cotton panties. I sucked harder and spread my legs. I was
aware of his fingers pulling my panties aside, and oh how
I wanted his finger inside. I heard Trudy talking to him.

“Fuck her face baby. She’s never had a nice big cock like
that before. I bet her pussy’s just as tight as a little
teenage virgin. Feel it daddy, finger her little pussy.”

And I was tight. I knew that I looked like a teenager. I
had never had anything bigger than BillyWayne or my own
finger in my pussy and now I wanted more. Trudy stopped
playing with my tits and pulled my panties off. Her
finger joined Stan’s in playing with my pussy.

Trudy breathed into my ear, “Sit up on him honey. Get up
and sit on that hard cock. Take it in slow honey. I’ll
put lots of K-Y on his cock so it slides in easy. Oh god
baby, you’ll love it. Tell him you want to fuck. Tell
him! Talk dirty honey, it makes it better.”

She was right. I loved this sudden freedom to say `fuck’

“Oh shit yes, I want to fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck. Cock,
cock, cock.” I was on top of Stan, watching as Trudy
greased his big cock and then felt her greasy finger lube
up my little pussy. I couldn’t believe that a woman had
her finger in my pussy, couldn’t believe that I liked it,
wanted it. I grabbed Stan’s hard, thick cock and rubbed
it against my slit, rubbed it up and down my slit and
watched it. I liked seeing his cock rubbing against my
pussy. Then he put his thumb against the shaft as I held
it, pushed it towards my hole…my fuck hole! I wanted it
and didn’t have any care that it might be too big, might
hurt the way my cunt hurt the first time BillyWayne
fucked me. I didn’t care because I was so damned horny,
so damned excited.

I looked down and saw the lovely purple-red head, the
foreskin pulled completely back. Felt and watched as the
head spread my pussy lips apart. I throbbed as his cock
slipped slowly into my wet, warm cunt. His hands were on
my ass. He was holding me up; he stopped me from dropping
down further once the head of his cock was in. He moved
just a little bit. I could feel the flange of his cock
head rubbing on the entrance to my pussy.

Then he relaxed a bit and I slid down, slowly still,
enjoying the feeling of a cock pushing my pussy walls
aside. Then, it was in. All the way in. I sat on his cock
and rocked back and forth. Stan moved his hands to my
tits. My little tits that I always thought were too
small. But he was `ooohing and ahhing’ over them. He
gripped my nipples between his thumb and fore finger,
rolled my small nipples in his fingers, squeezed them
hard. And I liked it!

Trudy began rubbing my clit and urged me on. “Tell him
what you want honey. Tell daddy you like his big cock.
Tell daddy you want to fuck him really hard.”

“Yes, yes! Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Pull my tits daddy. Do
it really hard daddy. I like it when they hurt like that.
Oh shit I love your cock. I love fucking.” Now I was
bouncing up and down violently on Stan’s cock. I wanted
him deeper in me. I wanted him to squeeze my tits so hard
that it hurt.

“Do it daddy. Fuck our little teenager. Spread her little
pussy with that big daddy cock of yours.” Trudy’s talk
just made me hornier. I wanted to be fucked but I wanted
to do more. I wanted to be nasty, to do all the bad
things I wasn’t supposed to do. Trudy’s hand was now on
Stan’s cock, I could feel her fingers wrapped around the
base of his cock as I bounced up and down on it.

“He’s close baby, he’s going to cum honey. Let him cum in
your mouth sweetie. I want to watch his hard cock cum in
little Rebecca’s mouth.”

The two of them pulled me off his cock and pushed me
between his legs. I thought it was the nastiest thing I
ever had done, sucking on a cock that was all wet with my
pussy juice. And I liked it. I took it eagerly. I could
taste my cunt as I took his cock in my mouth. I was on my
hands and knees, my ass up in the air, my sopping wet
pussy dripping down my legs.

And as I sucked and licked and stroked that wonderful
cock, I felt fingers and a tongue in my pussy. Trudy was
behind me; I spread my legs as much as I could. She was
plunging her finger in and out of my cunt and licking my
clit. Her finger felt huge. Then I realized it wasn’t
just one finger, I felt several, spreading my cunt wide,
stretching me. And I was so close to cumming.

Stan was panting. “Take it now baby. Suck it in. In your
mouth honey, stroke it, lick it. I’m going to cum. Do it,
eat it, I want to cum in your mouth!”

And I did. I opened my mouth and jacked off that big cock
and felt the shaft stiffen even more as he came, felt the
warm, slippery cum shoot into my mouth. And I came. Trudy
worked my pussy and clit like crazy and I came like I had
never cum before. I collapsed on top of Stan.

Trudy rubbed my back and whispered in my ear. “I can
tell, honey. You like big cocks, don’t you.” And she

“No… yes… oh shit yes I loved it. I’m going to hell,
I know I am now. I’m sorry. It’s not your fault. I wanted
it. I shouldn’t have done that. But I liked it. What am I
going to do?”

“Shh baby. I told you. Sex is meant to be enjoyed. You
didn’t do anything wrong. It was just something that
happened and it’s only this one time. It’s not like you
went off and did something with some strangers or
anything. And you really did need to at least see what a
bigger cock is like.” and she laughed.

“I guess your right. I just feel kind of bad cause I just
liked it so much. I never felt that way. I guess maybe I
never knew that a man’s cock can be so big and that it
feels so much better when it’s big.”

“Yes honey, I agree. I do like guys with big cocks.”

“You mean you done it with other guys beside Stan?”

“Of course sweetie. And with bigger cocks than Stan, but
Stan’s still my favorite.”

“Bigger than that?”

“Oh, you bet. In fact I know a man that is about half
again as big as Stan. Oh, sweetie, I wish you could see
that one, it’s a monster.”

“Oh god, me too!” I blurted out without thinking. “But I
can’t, I mean this is just this time and I can’t do it
again. I mean I liked it and…”

“Shhh, honey. Don’t worry about it. I know what you mean.
You’re not that kind of girl but we all have certain
needs that have to be satisfied at least once in our
lifetime. And I don’t want this to ruin our friendship.”
As Trudy said this she gently put my hand on Stan’s cock.



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