With his lips pressed firmly against mine, I placed both my hands around the back of his neck. He straightened up and lifted me right out of the tub. Naked and dripping, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he never stopped kissing me the entire time, sucking and biting delicately on the soft skin of my lower lip. It made me crazy.
His exposed chest hair bristled across my nipples, arousing me further. I opened my mouth and his tongue began to flick back and forth across mine. It was a sensuous imitation of a more intimate act, and I was sure he knew it as was well as I did. With his thick shaft in his pants pressed against my bare pussy, I felt a now-familiar rush of warmth between my legs. When I began to grind myself against him, his cock began to grow. And grow.
Oh, my God! I thought. Courtney was right.
The thing was huge.
Holding me in his powerful embrace, he let one of his hands drop slowly down the side of my body, tracing the arch of my hip and then reaching underneath me to massage the swell of my buttocks.
Several of his long fingers wandered down further and touched me in a place that no man had touched me in a long time. As he lightly probed the outer rim of my anus with his index and middle fingers, I let out a moan.
I felt the sensation of moving again, but this time it wasn’t vertigo. Kenny carried me effortlessly out of the bathroom and into the adjoining bedroom where he eased me down onto the white down duvet cover. He was standing over me as I sat up and reached for his shirt. I pulled on the leather lacing that bound the cowhide to his body and loosened it until the material hung from his shoulders in two pieces. Kenny shrugged the remains off, exposing his naked torso.
His pants moved in front of me, as if there was something alive in there. Compelled, I touched the front of his jeans and his cock stirred, touching me back. With nervous excitement, I began to peel open each button of Kenny’s fly. I had to forcefully lower his pants to get them down over his muscular buttocks. Reaching for his thick shaft, I gripped it with both hands. Suddenly, it jumped from my grasp and I had to use just about all the strength I had in my hands and wrists to keep it contained. I imagined this was what it would be like handling a boa constrictor.
It was a struggle for me to breathe at that moment. I couldn’t even hazard a guess as to how big his penis was, but it wasn’t so much the length of the organ, or even its girth that had me reeling. It seemed to be alive, not just responsive to my physical touch and reacting to the digital stimulation the way any cock would, but existing separate and apart from the rest of Kenny’s body somehow.
Had he mastered some kind of new tantric sex technique? Maybe he just had extraordinary control of his PC muscle, and perfected a Kegel exercise routine.
Besides its immense size, the one distinguishing feature it had was a small freckle near the tip, which wasn’t perfectly round, but ovoid, and looked like an eye. At a certain angle, where the freckle and opening at the tip could both be seen, it looked like his cock was winking at me.
I gently tightened my fingers around his manhood, and it throbbed in response to the pressure of my touch. It was heavy, and I had to hold it firmly in one hand while I traced the fingertips of my other hand along the length of the shaft. I focused on the sensitive skin on the underside near the tip and it made his penis twitch. Kenny groaned softly as I began jerking him off in earnest. He leaned forward and moaned my name softly into my ear, while nibbling on the lobe and running his tongue slowly around the inside. I was already wet, but now drops of moisture dripped down my thighs.
I pulled my knees up and placed my feet up on the bed, opening my legs. While stroking his cock faster, I guided it down my belly and over my pubis to my clit. The head felt huge as he began to grind against me, stimulating me all over. My legs were shaking and my breath was rapid; I could not seem to control either my voluntary or involuntary motor
functions. I just wanted to give myself to him. I wanted him to take me.