This story can only be found bundled with the Erotic Novella “Election Night”
Walking on to campus, I spotted the gang, Jane who was my best friend, Jill, who was everybody’s friend and Erika.
“Hi you lot, how’s it going?”
“Rebecca, good morning,” they all said together.
“What’s new?” I asked, not really thinking anything would have changed.
“Have you heard about Sophia?” said Erika.
Sophia was another one of our gang, whom I suddenly realized wasn’t here.
“Nothing bad I hope!” I said, genuinely concerned for her welfare; I liked Sophia.
“No, she got fucked by that exchange student from England yesterday; this morning when I saw her she said she was going to take the day off,” replied Erika.
“Why, he hasn’t given her a dose has he?” I said, glibly.
They all laughed at that.
“No silly, she told me that although he was only about eight inches long in the cock department, he apparently had the thickest dick she’d ever seen.”
“So, why should that make her miss study?” I replied, not seeing the big picture.
“She told me it’s because she’s too sore to walk.”
He couldn’t be that big surely, I thought.
Later on that day I saw the student in question, he was about six-foot-two with dark hair, slim build, with the sort of face that you would describe as cute. His best feature had to be his smile, but there was nothing stunning about him. He glanced my way, I gave him a smile, but nothing came of that, I got the impression that he was a bit shy. I couldn’t help thinking about his cock, wondering how thick it really was. Then the bell rang, bringing me out of my daydreaming.
I got the chance to meet him again that day during a science lecture; he sat next to me.
“Hello, I’m Rebecca,” I said, eager to introduce myself.
“Hello there, my name’s Kevin,” he said, with a very distinctive English accent.
“So you’re the exchange student?” I said, for want of a better topic.
“Yes, I’m here for the next six months,” was all he said.
This is going to be hard work, I thought, you could tell he wasn’t a great conversationalist, but shy people rarely are. We talked for a while longer, and then the lecture started which stopped that avenue of learning more about him. An hour later the lecture was over, we got up to leave when Kevin surprised me, by asking if I wanted to come for a drink later in his room.
“Yes, I’d love too,” I said realizing that he may be shy, but he was very forward thinking.
The time seemed to drag, and then I realized how much the story of Kevin’s cock had made me want to see for myself, I caught myself looking at the clock every two minutes.
“This is crazy; it’s only a cock for Christ sake,” I said, wondering why I was so obsessed.
I eventually found myself outside his door, knocking. I stood back waiting for him to answer. When the door opened he stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist, he must have just had a shower.
“You’re either early, or I’m running late,” he said, making sure his towel was secure, “come in.”
I walked into the room half expecting to find a mess on the floor, but it was spotless; in fact, it was tidier than my room. He directed me to a chair, and then asked if I would like a drink. He had a small drinks cabinet next to his bed, which he opened to reveal quite an assortment of alcoholic beverages. Spotting a bottle of Jack Daniels, I chose that. We sat down to drink; he still had the towel around his waist and he was obviously feeling more comfortable that way. A couple of drinks later, I think we had both loosened up a little and started to talk about more personal things. I found out he was twenty-two years of age and that both his mother and father had died in a plane crash. He suddenly asked me if I would mind him kissing me. I couldn’t help thinking how this man didn’t waste any time.
“I don’t mind,” I said, liking how polite he was.
He reached over and placed one hand on the side of my face gently drawing me nearer to him. Then softly touching my lips with his own we kissed, one of his fingers was gently caressing my cheekbone. It was a nice kiss—no—it was a damn good kiss, I thought as it ended. I think I rushed it a bit after that for I suddenly placed both hands around his neck and kissed him more forcibly. He returned the kiss and we fell onto the bed, his hand went up my skirt, he then pulled my knickers to one side while placing a finger directly into my pussy. God, he really didn’t waste time, I thought.
My curiosity about his cock came to a head at that moment, as I pushed my hand up beneath the towel and found what I was looking for. He was huge; I mean, bigger than even I had thought. I was having trouble getting my hand around it. I just had to see this for myself, so I pulled his towel away revealing a cock that was so thick it didn’t surprise me that Sophia was sore. At that point, lust took over. I had to have it in me, but first I wanted to suck it. Bending down I tried to insert his cock into my mouth, but I was struggling to do so. I did manage to get the head in, which I was content with for starters.
I started to remove my top and skirt, not once stopping my actions on this magnificent specimen. I licked and sucked his bell end making him squirm with pleasure. Again, I tried to get it further into my mouth, but it was no use—it was just too thick. The mere thought of this weapon entering my cunt made me wetter than ever before. He suddenly stopped me, asking what position I preferred, I told him missionary. Laying me down, he positioned himself over me touching my pussy with his rod. I reached around to undo my bra freeing my breasts from their restraint; I then threw the bra onto the floor. This was it, I was about to get the fucking I had been thinking of all day. Then he pushed forward. Oh my God, what a feeling, my pussy had never been stretched like this and I couldn’t have been wetter. It may not have been the longest cock in the world, but it was probably the thickest.