Karen’s cock – and that’s what it really had to be called – appeared to sprout from the exact spot where her clitoral hood would have begun, with the delicate pink lips of her inner labia even attaching to the bottom of the shaft with long, curving webs of skin. However, her cock was so abnormally thick versus any clit, that its girth was forcing her outer pussy lips to bulge provocatively around the base of shaft – which in turn made the deep pink gash of her vulva gape open all by itself.
Clearly visible within that glossy wet crevasse was the sunken threshold of her female canal, and right below that, the crinkled red skin of her anus peeking out from between the sensual swells of her buttocks.
Squinting, I also thought I saw a dark pinhole marking a feminine urethra, and my eyes immediately shot up and noticed the equivalent little slit on the end of her cock, which was already leaking a droplet of some sort of clear fluid.
She had two peeholes? I wondered how that would even work!
“Wow, it’s so big!” I exclaimed, forgetting I’d already said that.
Karen looked justifiably proud of herself. “Uh huh... everyone told me it was supposta stay pretty small, but during puberty my hormones kinda went outta whack, and then bam – this happened! But hey, I’m not complaining... and don’t go telling Brad, but I saw him in the shower and I’m way bigger than him! Thank god it all but disappears when it’s soft, ’cuz when it feels like showing off, it can push right out the top of my low-rise jeans!”
“That sounds really cool,” I observed absentmindedly – until I realized what I was saying. “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that...”
“Hey, I like it too! It’s a ton of fun to play with.” Karen reached out and gripped the obscenely large shaft in her little hand – she couldn’t really get her fingers to wrap all the way around, and it looked like she could fit multiples of her fists along its total length.
My eyebrows shot up in surprise at her admission. “And what would you know about sexual things like that?”
Karen blushed. “I do have the internet, you know... and I like to learn new things about new ways to get myself off... and how in Japan, I’d be called a Futanari. Or a Futa, for short.”
“Uh huh, well you probably shouldn’t be doing that, or looking at stuff like that either.”
Karen furrowed her brows. “What – you never look at porn or play with yourself?”
This time it was my turn to blush. As a card-carrying nerd with a lifelong focus on education, playing with myself was all I’d ever known! “Well, of course I do! But at least I’m... I’m...” I realized I didn’t have a good argument to make that wouldn’t imply she was weird and a special case. And really, why shouldn’t she play with herself just like everyone else? “Mmm, well... I guess you’re right. But be careful which sex sites you visit. That might’ve been part of what screwed up the computer.”
“Don’t worry, I’m always careful. It’s dad I worry about... if you get my drift.” Stroking her fist up and down the shaft once, she looked into my eyes. “Jodie, do you really like it? It really looks okay to you? You know you can tell me the truth.”
Subconsciously, I licked my lips. Compared to the usual hairy, bumpy, thickly veined, and otherwise just highly masculine examples, this was like a vision of how a female version of a penis would’ve looked – had god planned things to be that way.
“Yes, Kay... it’s perfect. Absolutely gorgeous, in fact.”
Karen smiled warmly, looking truly happy for the first time since her embarrassing accident. “Did you want to touch it?”
My right hand shot out before my better judgment could hold it back. My index finger gingerly contacted the bulbous pink head, and I felt Karen shiver as I traced the outline of the flared rim. It was hot, rubbery, and impossibly smooth to the touch. My finger moved up over the top and through the droplet of clear fluid oozing from the tiny slit at the end, finding it thick and slippery. Then, I wrapped my palm around the pale white shaft and squeezed, feeling the rock-hard tumescent rod throbbing in time with her heartbeat beneath the silky soft surface layer of loose skin.
Karen’s cock felt nothing short of super sexy! But even though my pussy’s urgent tingling was growing more insistent by the second, in my heart I knew there was no way I could let this exploration go any further with our parents so close by... and so, after a breathtaking twenty seconds of direct contact, I reluctantly released my grip.
“So?” inquired Karen, seeking my appraisal.
“So... it feels wonderful! Honestly, I don’t know what kind of kinky things I’d end up doing if I had something like that at my disposal!”
“Um, speaking of that...” her voice trailed off.
“Yes?”
“Would you maybe like to watch me play with myself?”
This suggestion came like a punch to the gut that stopped my lungs from working. I couldn’t believe what she was offering!
I did, oh I surely did... but with her brother wandering around and our parents just a few rooms away downstairs, I knew there was a significant risk we’d get caught in a compromising position – and who knows what sort of nuclear fallout that might create between our two families.
“Oh shit! It’s just... it’s just... I don’t think I should.”
“Why not?” whined Karen. “I’m so horny right now I need to do it anyways, and I think it would be really cool to do it for you too!”
My heart was thumping like a jackhammer with excitement. Even though it went against every one of my normal inclinations, I simply didn’t have the strength to turn something like that down. “Um, well... I guess, if you absolutely have to... it would be okay to watch.”
Karen cooed happily, and in my peripheral vision I saw her erect cock bounce up and down several times, as though it were itself excited by the prospect of an audience. “Um, but one thing, Jodie... do you think I could maybe see you too? It would really help.”
This request came as a shock. Karen was a skinny little waif, and even fully clothed you could practically count every bone in her body.
But me... although I wouldn’t consider myself overweight, I certainly had a lot more flesh on my bones than she did, and could probably stand to lose fifteen pounds if I cared about stuff like that. I was also the furthest thing from an exhibitionist, but the more I thought about it... the more I realized that what she wanted was only fair.
So, without saying a word, I stood up, took off all of my clothing, and added it to the growing pile on the floor.
Now entirely as naked as Karen, I sat back down on the carpet, dreading her appraisal of my soft figure.
“You have a really hot body,” she remarked softly.
I felt my face blushing hot and cast my eyes downwards. That was kind of her. The only thing on my body I was particularly proud of were my breasts, which in my opinion were the perfect shape with just the right blend of soft and perky, capped with oversized and highly sensitive pale pink nipples. Lower down, my bare pussy looked like a bigger, plumper version of Karen’s – minus the cock, of course – with a small protruding clit hood slicing between my soft folds, and small pair of inner labia that always remained hidden unless I spread myself wide open. Like Karen, I religiously shaved myself clean of all body hair, simply because I liked how sexy it looked and felt.
“Thanks, Kay,” I replied. “You’re one of a select few who’ve ever seen me in my birthday suit!”
What Karen didn’t know, nor indeed anyone else I associated with, was that although my hymen had broken years ago during a sporting accident, I was still a complete sexual virgin. Back when my girlfriends first started hooking up with boys and raving about sex, it just didn’t seem like something I needed to rush into... and the longer I waited, the more difficult it became to take that first step.
Finally looking up, I was disappointed to see that Karen’s cock had wilted to a state of half-hardness, drooping limply between her skinny thighs and almost touching the floor.
Considering m
y nudity was supposed to be helping, I tried not to take it personally. “I thought you were going to play with yourself?”
“Oh, I am... It’s just easier to start out when I’m not hard.”
I frowned in confusion. I’d been looking forwards to seeing her stroking herself like a boy – but was she only going to show me playing with her girl parts? I was already quite familiar with that particular process... but I guess I couldn’t be choosy.
“While you do that, could you maybe tell me... which hole do you pee from?”
Karen laughed heartily and rubbed her chin. “Is that really the biggest question on your mind? Well, I’ll have you know I pee sitting down.”
“Oh. That’s a bit of bummer, isn’t it?”
“Ha – you’re telling me! For the longest time I thought the two holes weren’t even connected, but just last year I found if I squeeze my muscles really really hard when I’m peeing, I can actually get it to switch to the other one! One of these days I’ll figure out how to do it consistently.”
“That’s just... wow.” We both waited in silence, listening to the distant sounds of our parents’ lively conversation drifting under the closed office door.
“Okay, I think I’m ready,” she finally announced.
Spreading her thighs wide and leaning back on an elbow, Karen moved a hand between her legs and pressed the length of her wilted cock between her pussy lips and along the line of her furrow, with the big pink glans swinging so low, it left a trail of wet marks on the swells of her buttocks.
Baffled by her bizarre actions, I leaned in closer as Karen’s little fingers began pushing in the middle of the flaccid shaft, slowly working it deeper between her pudgy folds. All of a sudden, something gave way and a portion of the shaft bent sharply inwards, disappearing partially into her body. Her fingers now worked quickly to push and shove even more of the shaft inside, until she got to the bulbous pink glans and hurriedly crammed the entire rubbery mass so deep into her pussy, that she let out a loud squeal when her fingers bottomed out to the last knuckle.
When Karen pulled her fingers out, I could see that her flaccid cock was now bent downwards in a sharp one-hundred-and-eighty-degree curve, plunging right into her own eighteen-year-old pussy – and from what little I could still see of the shaft, it was swelling thicker by the second.
Karen kept her fingers busy rubbing the exposed shaft, until it had swollen so big and hard, its immense girth was forcing her fat pussy lips to bunch up against the insides of her thighs in obscene rolls of girl flesh.
Barely any of the shaft remained outside her body! Not only was I incredulous that little Karen could even handle a penis that large, but I was amazed that it didn’t hurt horribly from practically being folded in half. At least I knew why she couldn’t start doing this rock hard!
“Oh my god, Kay... that is the absolute most hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life! When did you learn you could even do that?”
Karen beamed with pride as she continued rubbing the base of her cock. “I guess it was a while ago, when I first started getting stiffies in school and I had to figure out how to hide them from everyone else in class. I started by trying to tuck it back between my legs, but then one day when it wasn’t all that hard yet, it caught on my cunny and that got me thinking, ‘what if’... so I practiced and practiced, and eventually learned how to get it to go in. It ended up feeling so damn good, I started doing it all the time!”
Idly, I wondered if that’s why her cock had such a pronounced downwards curve to it – from being forced inside her own pussy on a constant basis!
All of a sudden, Karen’s head shot left and right as she looked around the home office. “Damn it all... I forgot to get my old bear from my bedroom, and there’s nothing in here I can use instead. This just won’t work without him!”
A mental image flashed inside my head of Karen straddling a stuffed animal, grinding her crotch feverishly along the top like I would sometimes do with my pillow back at home.
Just then, a naughty idea came to mind.
“Kay... why don’t you use me as your teddy?” I lay back on the carpet, gesturing invitingly to my naked body.
Karen raised one of her eyebrows. “You wouldn’t mind?”
“No, of course not! Besides... I’d have the best view in the house!”
With a girlish giggle, Karen clamped a hand between her legs and got to her feet. Moving closer in a strange crouching waddle, she straddled my hips while facing towards me, and carefully lowered herself on my stomach. Sliding out the hand from between our bodies, Karen hunched her hips a few times experimentally. With her legs spread wide, I could just see the thick base of her cock bent backwards between her pussy lips... and as she bore down with her weight, I could feel the firm pressure of the curved shaft poking into my soft belly.
“Oh, that’s very nice,” she commented with a little shudder. “You’re so warm and smooth... you feel a lot sexier than that cruddy old cum-soaked bear!”
Suddenly, I felt like taking that bear home with me.
Karen began rocking her hips forward and backwards, grinding her crotch firmly against my body. The motions made my flattened breasts roll in soft rhythmic waves on my chest, while her firm little breasts jiggled deliciously on hers.
“Oh god yes, that’s like perfect... you’re making it go in so much deeper than usual!”
Tossing back her hair, Karen closed her eyes and leaned forwards as she humped my stomach more energetically, her hands landing naturally on my breasts and fingers repeatedly squeezing the supple hills of flesh. I could feel my own pussy growing hotter and wetter by the second, leaking a steady stream of aroused juices that trickled perceptibly down the crack of my ass.
Karen moaned softly in pleasure and moved her hips faster. I became aware of a warm wetness spreading across my stomach and abdomen, and marveled at how her juices were able to squeeze past that fat cock embedded in her cunt. After a few minutes of steadily increasing slickness, I began to worry that if she kept leaking like this, I would need to take a shower before heading home!
Mesmerized by the sight of this petite teenage girl so completely absorbed in reaching her own sexual peak, I tentatively lay my hands on her skinny thighs.
She groaned loudly at my touch and rode harder. With this unspoken acceptance, my hands moved up her thighs and along her slender body, my fingers tracing the flexing muscles in the small of her back and my thumbs pressing into her abdomen – and even though I knew it should be impossible, I swore I could feel the bulge of her cock pushing her own belly outwards each time she rocked back.
Encouraged by her mounting cries of pleasure, I worked up the courage and grabbed Karen’s ass – it felt so soft and sexy in my hands! I squeezed her chubby little cheeks, loving how I could feel them clenching beneath my palms.
Karen grunted urgently and leaned forwards, her legs splaying outwards as she tried to apply more pressure to the front of her crotch. My wandering fingers dipped in the warm crack between her buttocks, coming to rest on the hot divot of her asshole – which was bulging upwards and outwards from the immense size of the cock jammed in her cunt just below. I was in awe at how far Karen’s little body needed to stretch in order to accommodate its own phallic invader – and even more so at how her practiced rocking motions were making her cock thrust in and out of her pussy by a full three inches!
I only just appreciated the irony – Karen was quite literally fucking herself!
Abruptly, Karen shot up straight and starting humping against me with short, rapid motions. “Oh, Jodie, Jodie, I can feel it – it’s gonna happen!”
Knowing that Karen was about to orgasm – and strangely wanting to feel it as it happened – I jammed the tip of my index finger inside the girl’s hot anus just as her entire body tensed and her knees squeezed tight around my chest. Sucking in a deep lungful of air and holding it, Karen jerked and arched her back, the bottom of her ribcage sticking out as a low, guttural groan formed deep in
her throat.
“Oh shit, oh shit, I’m coming!” she wailed, just as her hips twitched sharply and her sphincter constricted powerfully around my finger – and keep clenching over and over again as the eighteen-year-old girl rode out the joyous waves of her climax right on top of me.
I’ve always had the odd tendency to count things in the back of my mind, like my own surges of ecstasy during an orgasm... and inside my head, I did the very same thing with Karen – reaching a count of over thirty contractions before her sweaty body slumped forwards and landed on my chest, panting heavily as her lungs struggled to replenish the depleted oxygen in her bloodstream.
With Karen’s head resting on my breast, I affectionately stroked the girl’s long blond hair as she basked in dreamy orgasmic afterglow.
Chapter Three
After a short period of recuperation, Karen raised her chin and looked up at me with a huge, toothy grin on her face.
“Oh Jodie, that felt so good! Being on you made it go in so far... and then putting your finger in my... in my bumhole! I never expected you to do that. Thank you!”
Smiling, I ran my hands up and down her body, enjoying the radiant warmth of her flesh and the slender curves of her waifish figure.
“No, Kay, thank you for sharing something so very special with me! I really loved getting to see what you can do... I don’t think you realize how hot that actually is!”
Karen snorted dismissingly and sat upright, lifting herself a few inches off my slick stomach. What little I could see of her cock appeared about the same as it did earlier, but it was now stuck firmly inside her pussy. Reaching down, the teen worked her little fingers beneath the sharply bent shaft and gradually pulled it outwards – first just a bit, then an inch, and then several inches.
All of a sudden, the bulbous head fell out of her body with a lewd slurping sound, and I jumped reflexively as it unfurled and smacked wetly against my skin. This was immediately followed by a soft farting sound as trapped air was expelled... and then, without any sort of warning, a massive gush of thick white fluids abruptly exploded from her stretched-out hole and splattered noisily over my abdomen.
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