The Bigger They Are

by Jack Allen

  She was afraid to move, hoping that it was just her imagination. She was freaking out over nothing, she was sure. It was probably a woman’s purse, or a guy with a wallet in his back pocket. No guy would be so bold to push his hard penis into a strange girl’s butt in a dark room, would he?

  She pushed back again. Whoever it was behind her pushed back, and se felt it again, the hard ridge that wedged between her butt cheeks. There was no way to mistake it that time. There was a strange man behind her pressing his erect penis against her butt.

  Allie panted. Both of her hands were flat on the bar. Her face was flushed, and she had perspiration on her forehead. She felt warm all over. She looked back over her shoulder. All she could see was the vague outline of a tall man. It was too dark to see his face.

  He pushed forward against her again. She moaned. A tingle ran up her spine. What was she going to do?

  Her pulse was racing. She looked at Erin beside her, whose eyes were locked on the bartender. Couldn’t she tell what was happening right there beside her?

  The strange man put his hand on her hip, and she moaned again. It was hard to deny, though, that his hard penis felt good right where it was. Should she let him keep it there? What if he expected more from her?

  She leaned over to her roommate.

  “Erin? I think the guy behind me wants to ... have sex with me.”

  Erin stared at her. “No way.”

  “I think so,” Allie said, and nodded.

  Erin looked back, but if she could see anything more about the strange guy, she couldn’t tell.

  “Go for it,” Erin said, with a big grin.

  Allie just stared at her. How did she know she was going to say that?

  She was breathing hard. Her fingers clawed at the far edge of the bar. She held her breath. This was the craziest thing she had ever done. What would Mom think if she knew she was trying to entice a complete stranger to have sex with her?

  She looked at the beer in the red cup on the bar in front of her, and at her friend Erin, who was engrossed once again in the bartender. She grinned. It was a smug grin. It was time to stop worrying about what Mom would think. It was time to stop behaving the way she thought Mom expected her to behave. It was time to be like Erin, a little wild and out of control.

  She pushed her butt back again and wiggled it a little side to side. Both of his hands squeezed her hips and pulled her back. The ridge of his erection pushed deeper into the groove between her butt cheeks. She gasped. That was all it took.

  He rocked her back and forth. His hard bulge rubbed along her pussy, where she was warm and wet. She moaned softly, and lowered her head to the bar. His strong hands were squeezing the soft flesh of her hips, holding her up, moving her back and forth. It was a good thing. Her knees felt weak, and she was sure she would fall down if he let go.

  He must have known about some place they could go. Maybe there was a bedroom upstairs, or maybe he had a car with a big backseat. But before she could turn around to ask, his hands reached around her waist and popped open the button of her jeans.

  “Oh my God,” she said out loud.

  But the music was too loud for Erin or anyone to hear.

  His fingers pulled down her zipper. She reached down to stop him, but he pushed her hands away. He yanked the back of her jeans down. She felt a cool breeze between her legs. Was she really that wet down there?

  His hand slipped down the back of her panties, and his finger rubbed her slit. Allie moaned and bit her lower lip. His finger touched her most sensitive spot and her back arched. That was it. She gave in. He could do anything he wanted to her.

  He pulled her panties down to the middle of her thighs. Was that a tear? Did she feel them rip? Was he going to be rough with her? The thought made her shiver. She couldn’t wait.

  For a long time, there was nothing, as if he had left her like that with her jeans pulled down. What was he doing? Had he split and left her like that?

  She was just about to turn around to find out what was keeping him when she felt a warm, hard penis pressed against her butt. She flinched and let out a yelp. She looked around. There were so many people pushed up against them, jostling them and moving to the music that no one could see anything.

  The hard penis was poking her butt, like it was trying to find its home. Allie snickered. At the moment, she didn’t care if she was up on that stage, bent over with her jeans down and a stranger about to have sex with her, where everyone could see them. She just wanted him to do it to her.

  His rough fingers pulled the lips of her pussy open. She winced. Finally, the head of his penis pushed between her wet lips. Allie lifted her head and gasped. It was so hot and so ... thick.

  The bartender grinned at her. Allie blinked. Did he know what was happening to her? She looked at Erin. She was grinning at her, too.

  The guy behind her pushed his penis in slowly. Allie gritted her teeth and whimpered. Her whole body shook. She was having an orgasm, but so soon? She didn’t know that was possible.

  It pushed deep inside her, deeper than she would have believed a penis could go. The stranger’s hands held her bare hips, and rocked her back and forth.

  She lowered her head and moaned, although she couldn’t hear it. The gentle rocking motion was hypnotic. The deafening music and the bright flashing lights on the stage became a blur. All of her senses focused on the thick, hot penis that stretched her open and probed deep into her body.

  Allie was panting, and moaning out loud through her open mouth. Her nipples and her big boobs brushed the top of the bar every time she rocked back and forth.

  The rough hands squeezed her hard. His hips slammed against her butt, and she felt a warm fluid shooting into her womb. Her eyes snapped open.

  “Oh my God,” she said, and she orgasmed again.

  Her back arched and her head turned up. Her body spasmed over and over, like someone was touching a live electric wire to her toes, and the jolts shot through her body over and over, all the way to the top of her head.

  The intense waves of pleasure hadn’t finished rolling through her body when the stranger pulled his penis back out. Her head dropped to her folded arms on the bar. Her whole body went limp, and she would have fallen to the floor if Erin hadn’t grabbed her arm.

  “Allie? Are you all right?” she said.

  Allie nodded and brushed her long, dark hair out of her eyes. She pushed her glasses up on her nose.

  “I’m great,” she said, and smiled at Erin.

  She was trembling. It took a minute to calm down. She bent down and pulled up her jeans and panties before another strange guy decided her bare butt was an invitation for him to insert his hard penis.

  That thought made her flush, and she touched her hand to her bare chest, where the open shirt exposed her cleavage. What if she had a room full of guys, lined up, waiting to insert their hard penises and do it to her, have sex with her from behind? The idea sent a chill down her spine. Could she make that come true?

  The band stopped playing to take a break. The naked girls picked up their clothes and climbed off the stage. Allie and Erin headed upstairs, along with a bunch of other people. Erin pulled Allie aside, away from the flow of people going up and down the stairs.

  “You want another beer? I’m gonna get another beer,” she said.

  “Yeah. I think I’m gonna get drunk,” Allie said.

  She rubbed the front of her jeans. Something in her crotch felt odd. Her eyebrows arched up. Of course. It was that stranger’s sperm leaking out of her pussy. Was she going to get pregnant?

  “So what happened?” Erin said.

  “With what?” Allie said.

  “With you and that guy. I thought you were going to fuck him.”

  Allie opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Erin said that word. She had never heard a girl say fuck. She had hardly ever heard anyone say fuck. She shrugged.

  “I-I did.”

  Erin stared at her with a puzzled look on her face,
then her eyebrows went up and her mouth fell open.

  “Oh my God. You did it with him? He fucked you right there at the bar?” she said.

  Allie nodded, and had a big grin on her face. Erin shrieked.

  “No way. That’s so wild,” she said.

  She grabbed both of Allie’s arms and looked into her face with stern, set eyes.

  “Ok. Who are you and what have you done with my friend?” she said.

  Allie laughed.

  “I know. I can’t believe it, either. I feel so ... out of control.”

  Someone put a hand on her ass. She jumped, and spun around. Standing in front of her was a gorgeous, tall man. He was a little older, with faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a few gray hairs on his head, and an uneven, wry smile that made his blue eyes look playful. Her jaw dropped. Was this the man who had ... How did Erin put it ... fucked her downstairs?

  “Hi,” he said.

  “Hi,” Allie said.

  She looked at Erin, who also had a surprised look on her face.

  “My friend just told me you have a sweet, hot pussy,” the tall man said.

  Allie blinked.

  “Your friend?”

  The tall man chuckled. It gave him a boyish, mischievous appearance, which was inconsistent with the lines on his face.

  “Yeah. My friend. He’s the one who banged you downstairs.”

  “Oh,” Allie said.

  “I’d like to see if you’re as sweet and hot as he says. You wanna get it on with me?” he said.

  She couldn’t answer right away. Was this the way a man asked a girl to have sex with him these days? Wasn’t he supposed to ask her on a date and bring her flowers? But then, the guy in the basement didn’t even show his face.

  She looked at Erin, who shrugged and said “Go for it.”

  Allie looked back up into the tall man’s beautiful blue eyes, and smiled.

  “Sure,” she said.

  “Wonderful. Let’s find a place where we can be alone,” he said.

  He took her hand and led her to the back rooms of the house. Allie waved to Erin before she vanished in the tide of people crowded into the main room.

  He took her straight to a small bathroom off the kitchen, as if he knew the house. No one was in the bathroom, and the people in the kitchen were not looking their way when they went in together. She looked at him again. Did he live in this house?

  He locked the door. There wasn’t much room in the small bathroom for two people, but that didn’t matter. He pulled her to him and started kissing her. He slipped his arms around her and planted his lips on her lips. She squealed, but it was muffled in her mouth. She had to stand on her toes to reach up to him. When his tongue touched her lips, she did not resist, but opened her mouth and let it in.

  His hands moved down her back to her ass. He squeezed hard. His fingers dug into her soft flesh. He pulled her tight against his body, and she felt a hard lump in the front of his pants pressing into her belly. Was that his ... penis?

  “You’re gonna need to take these off,” he said, and tugged at the waistband of her jeans with his finger.

  “Ok,” Allie said.

  She took a step backward and popped open the button of her jeans. Her eyes drifted down to the front of his pants. He had a bulge there, but it hung down the leg of his pants, like he was hiding a length of pipe in his pocket. Her eyes got wide. Was that his ... penis?

  He was smiling, as if he knew that she had discovered his secret. His beautiful eyes sparkled. A tingle ran down her spine and buzzed between her legs. She couldn’t believe she was getting to lucky with such a good looking older guy.

  Her jeans dropped to the floor and she stepped out of them. His smile got bigger. With her eyes on his, she hooked her thumbs over the waistband of her panties to push them down, and poked her thumb through a hole.

  “Oh no,” she said.

  “What’s wrong?”

  She looked down at the panties. The front was torn open from the crotch to the waistband.

  “I think your friend tore my panties,” she said.

  “Lucky him,” the tall guy said.

  He lifted her onto the vanity by the sink. She pushed herself up on her hands so her butt was off the counter, and he yanked her panties all the way down her legs.

  “You won’t need these anymore,” he said, and tossed them into a small wicker trash basket.

  The panties hung over the edge of the basket. The crotch was stained with wetness, probably a mixture of her fluids and the first guy’s sperm. She looked up to the tall guy’s face. He pulled up the bottom of her shirt.

  “You have fantastic tits,” he said.

  Allie blushed and turned her face away.

  “I think they’re way too big,” she said.

  “Don’t be ridiculous.”

  He pulled her heavy bra away from her chest and let her oversized breasts fall free. The air was cool on her nipples and they stiffened immediately. He put his hands over each breast and she gasped. His touch was warm, but rough, like when he squeezed her ass. She arched her back toward him, to make it easier for him to get his hands around them.

  She let her legs spread apart. He moved between them, pushing them even wider. The hard ridge of his erection rubbed over her warm groove, and she moaned. He bent his head down and kissed her again.

  Her head was spinning. She was breathing hard. This was all so much to keep up with. She couldn’t believe she was about to have sex with her second man that night, and both of them complete strangers. Hell, she didn’t know either of their names. Mom would have a stroke. Why had she never let herself have fun like this before?

  His mouth was still clamped over hers when she heard the zipper of his pants go down. He stepped back and let them drop to the floor. His erection pushed out the front of his boxers. He pushed them down to his ankles and it flopped out. Allie sucked in her breath.

  “Oh my Lord. What is that?” she said.

  He grinned like the devil.

  “You like it?” he said.

  Her stomach twisted. That couldn’t be a real penis. It was at least as long as her forearm, and as big around as her wrist. It stuck straight out from his groin like the branch of a tree.

  “I don’t know. Are you gonna use it on me?” she said.

  “Oh yeah. You know it,” he said.

  He hooked his hands under her knees and pulled her legs apart. She was trembling. Her eyes were locked on the end of his huge, swaying cock. It moved closer to that sensitive pink area between her legs. The first guy’s penis felt great inside her. Was his as big as this one?

  He held it around the middle of the shaft and lined the head up with her pussy. It touched her delicate opening and she flinched. It was hot. He pushed forward. The head split her pussy lips and stretched them open. He kept pushing. More of his cock sunk into her, stretching her even more.

  “Oh my God,” she said in a low whisper, and groaned.

  She bit her lower lip. Her toes curled. It was still stretching her open. No, this one was much bigger than the first guy.

  She squeezed her eyes shut. Was he making her cum again? It was hard to separate the pain of being stretched open from the pleasure of having such a huge cock forced inside her.

  The head of his cock bumped up against something deep in her belly, and she jumped. She put her hand on his stomach, pushing him back.

  “That’s deep enough,” she said in a trembling, wavering voice.

  “I still got half of my cock to go,” he said.

  Allie looked down between her spread legs. How could she take that obscenely huge thing inside her tiny hole? It looked like he was impaling her on a baseball bat, and still had several inches to get into her.

  “What are you going to do?” she said.

  “What I came here to do,” he said.

  He pulled his hips back so a few inches of his cock slid out of her pussy. The shaft was shiny with a coating of her juices. He leaned forward and p
ushed those few inches of thick cock back into her. She groaned out loud.

  The pain of being stretched was gone. She was left with the slow, gentle friction of his cock sliding in and out of her hole. She rocked her hips back and forth to the slow, gentle rhythm of his hips.

  Slow and gentle didn’t last long. His hips pumped faster and deeper with every stroke, until he was fucking her fast and hard, and she was screaming out loud. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her body twitched and jerked. If she was cumming, it was hard to tell. There were so many intense sensations running through her body it was hard to keep anything straight.

  The bathroom door opened. Allie turned to look. Her mouth hung open and she had drool dripping from the corner, and her eyes wouldn’t focus. Outside the door, it looked like about a dozen people staring at them.

  “Shut the fucking door,” the tall guy shouted.

  Allie jumped. She would have slipped off the counter, but she was pinned to it by his huge cock.

  The door stayed open for a moment, then slammed shut. The tall, gorgeous guy between her legs grumbled something she couldn’t make out, and started fucking her even harder.

  She turned her head up to the ceiling and groaned. Her legs hung limp in his hands. She could do nothing but take it, but it was the best thing she had ever taken in her life. When she started to cum, she was sure of it.

  “Oh ... Oh God ... Oh God,” she shouted.

  She didn’t notice that he was cumming, too, until she felt the splash of hot cum deep in her belly. Her body shook and lights flashed in her eyes, and she nearly passed out. Her vision dimmed. When it came back, the tall, gorgeous stranger was motionless between her legs, panting and huffing.

  “That was ... incredible,” she said. She was panting, too.

  He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

  “Yeah,” he said, as if it was no big deal, as if he fucked the hell out of younger co-eds every day.

  She glanced down at his cock, still buried in her pussy, then back up to his passive face. She frowned. He probably did.

  He lifted himself off of her. Their sweaty skin peeled apart like they had been held together by an industrial strength adhesive. Allie watched his cock slip slowly out of her hole. It looked no less erect than when they started. It was coated with their fluids more than three quarters of the way down the shaft. Her eyebrows arched. She got that much of his cock inside her? Where did it all go?