The Girl Named Helen

The Girl Named Helen

My pussy still tingled. I ran my fingers over the hair and gently touchedinside the lips. They felt swollen and a bit tender. I pushed my finger inside.The inside felt open, still trying to adjust to it original size. .. It had started a week ago. Norman and I had gone to Al and Christy's home forChristy's birthday. I had a couple of drinks and started talking to Al, feelingkind of relaxed for the first time in many weeks. Al is a nice guy and does not deserve the bitch he has for a wife. Alwaysflirting with other men. The music was down low and Al was talking about hiswork as a car salesman, telling me all the little bits of gossip that arenormal at any place of work. I noticed that Norman and Christy had been gonefor a while. I started to get a bit suspicious and excused myself, telling Althat I was going to the ladies room. Instead, I walked to the kitchen and found Norman kissing Christy. I startedto get angry, but did not wish to make a scene. I asked Norman to stop it andwalked back to the living room, seething inside. Christy is not one of my favorite persons. She is always flirting with othermen. I had seen her several times parading around the house in her panties andbra when the gardener was around. Somehow, she had always behaved with Norman. Al looked at me when I walked back to the living room. "Is Christy flirting with Norman?" he asked, "I was wondering when she wouldget around to him." It is just the drinks" I said, hoping to avoid a fight. "Don't try to fool me. I know what kind of person she is. She enjoys walkingaround half naked and showing all to any man. She is an exhibitionist. Do youknow that she will only make love to me when she is being watched?" "Are you kidding?" "No, I am not. And by the way, they are not back. Want to go and look forthem?" We walked back to the kitchen but found it empty. Al took my hand and signaledme to be silent. Slowly we walked up the stairs. The door to the bathroom wasajar. I pushed it and saw Christy and Norman inside, Christy holding Norman'scock while he pissed. "I think you two should go" said Al. .. Norman and I had spent the week barely speaking. He had not even tried to fuckme during this time. I was glad of this. Our love life during the time we had been married had been a one sided affair.Norman was a lousy lover, a bum fuck. Our lovemaking usually consisted of him jumping on me without anypreliminaries, sticking his cock in me and cuming in a minute or two, leavingme unsatisfied. It had become a ritual for me to go to the bathroom and masturbate to anorgasm after these sessions. Today, I was still in bed when the phone rang. It was Al. "Listen, we have to have a talk. Why don't you come up to the showroom atlunchtime and we will go have lunch somewhere?" I quickly made up my mind and agreed to meet him at a small place near hisplace of work. Al is a handsome man, in an ordinary kind of way. 5' 9", about 180 pounds,dark haired, with a few silver hairs at the sides. He drinks a bit more than heshould, but seems to be able to handle it. Al ordered a couple of drinks. "I have been watching you the last week and you are letting this become tooimportant. What difference does it make if Christy makes a pass at yourhusband. It happens everywhere. I am used to it. Why do you think I have a fewdrinks too many once in a while?" "You do not understand. This is a problem that has been growing for alongwhile. As a matter of fact, ever since our wedding night." "Look," said Al, "you know I am your friend. If you want to talk about it, youknow you can trust me to keep my mouth shut." The drinks arrived then, giving me a bit of time to make up my mind. .. "I was a virgin when we got married. Norman and I had been going together forabout two years, but I am a bit old fashioned and wanted to wait. Norman kepttrying to get me to go all the way, but I was able to fend him off, even thoughwe came very close. We would neck in the back seat of his car at the drive in.I used to get back to the house with my panties dripping from these neckingsessions. Finally he asked me to marry him. He figured it was the only way he could fuckme. We had planned to go to the Bahamas for our honeymoon and had just left thereception to change before going to the airport. The reception agreementincluded a room for us, but we did not have too much time left. No sooner hadwe closed the door that Norman grabbed me, threw me on the bed. "You cannot say no anymore, we are married." I tried to slow him down a bit, but he was too strong for me. He pushed mydress up over my head , ripped my panties off and, without even trying to seeif I was ready, pushed his cock into me in one lunge. It hurt so much that Ipassed out. When I recovered, I felt his cum dripping out of me. He had fuckedme even though I was unconcious." "What an asshole. But you cannot blame him too much. He was half crazy withneed. There is just so much a guy can take." "Yes, I can see that. But it got no better during the honeymoon. He would jumpon me, get his rocks off and go to sleep. Do you know that I have not had anorgasm with him in six years? I have to do myself once in a while." "He deserves anything you do. Have you ever thought of finding yourself a manthat will be a better lover?" I looked at him. "That sounds like a proposition, Al. Maybe if you get a couple more of thesedrinks in me I might just take you up on it." "That might not be a bad idea. You get even with Norman and I get even withChristy. You are a beautiful woman, Helen. It is a shame that you are notsatisfied." "Let us have another drink. This one is all gone." "Take it easy on those, they are big." I was feeling the drinks by then. "Just get me another one and tell me if you are big." "I am not too big. Just average. But there is a guy back at the showroom thatis hung like a horse. His name is Bob. He is our accountant. Looks like anordinary kind of guy but is not ordinary there." Al smiled. "Maybe I should take both of you on." "If you do, I have to be first. After Bob is through, I would not be able tofeel you. Probably take a week for you to return to normal." "OK. Why don't we skip lunch and invite Bob to join us?" Al's looked surprised. "Are you serious. I thought you were kidding." "When I make up my mind, I go through with it. Either you come with me or I amfinding someone else." "No, I will do it. Wait here for a minute while I call Bob" .. Bob did look like an ordinary kind of guy. About 35, thin, starting to getprematurely bald. But the looks were deceiving. Bob kept himself in good shape,playing handball at a nearby gym twice a week. He had arrived about ten minutesafter Al had called him. "Is this the lady in need?" He asked, looking me in the eye. "Are you the guy who is going to solve my problem?" I countered. "You do notlook at all like the answer to a maiden's prayer." "If you can take it, I can deliver." "Hey, remember I am first," said Al, "I heard what you did to Maggie. Nobodyhas been able to satisfy her since." "Are you guys going to stand aroundtalking about it or are we going to do it?" "My house is nearby and there is nobody there. Why don't we go there. Beats amotel" said Bob. .. I was nervous. The trip to Bob's had taken but five minutes, but that wasenough to let me think about what I was about to do. "Look, you guys, let me think about this." Both Al and Bob looked disappointed. "You are not going to backout, are you?" I took a deep breath. "No, I am not, just point me to the bedroom and give mea couple of minutes." The bedroom was huge. The largest bed I have ever seen was in the middle. Abathroom opened to one side, while the stereo and a small bar took up the other. "Do you like it?" said Al behind me. "I do, but I thought you were going to let me get confortable first." "I prefer to do that myself." Al's hands reached for me. One closed around one breast, while the other wentaround my waist. Gently, Al started to knead one breast, while the other handfound the zipper at the back of my dress and drew it down. I felt Al's mouth onmine, his tongue insinuating itself into mine, touching mine. My dress droppedaround my ankles. My bra followed it. Al's mouth moved down my neck to my shoulders and then to one nipple, suckingon it. I felt myself carried to the bed and deposited on it. His hands pusheddown my panties, removing them. I closed my eyes, just feeling his mouth tracea fiery path over my body. First one nipple, then the other, up to myshoulders, my neck. His finger were not idle. They went lower, touching my belly, lower to theplace between my legs, touching, feeling. I felt his fingers rubbing at thesmall bud at the top of my vagina, then move lower, inside, spreading thewetness. My breath was coming faster. "Fuck me, don't make me wait. I have to come." "There is no rush, it is better to wait." I felt his lips go lower, kissing my belly. Then his tongue stabbing into me,licking, flickering at my clit. His lips nipping at it. I could feel a smallstream of slippery moisture run down my pussy and down into the crack below. My hips were undulating, trying to capture that plateau that had evaded me forso long. "FUCK ME YOU SONOFABITCH!" I felt him lift his head from my pussy, moving higher. He settled between mylegs. I could feel his cock rubbing against me, the thick undervein movingalong my pussy. My hips were bucking wildly, trying to capture his cock. "Slow down, It is not going to go away." I felt his hand hold his cock,moving the head up and down, moistening it, thenhe notched the head at the hole and pushed slowly, the head getting in, then aninch more, then two. I could not wait any longer and arched my back, catchingit when he was coming down. I felt the whole length ram into me, the hairs atthe base mingling with mine, the balls slapping against my ass. His hands gripped my buttocks, holding me for a moment, then lowering me backto the bed. I could feel the ridges along his cock, the head pressing againstmy womb. He started to move out, slowly until only the head remained inside,then reversing and not stopping until his balls slapped against my ass again. Icould feel my orgasm lingering just out of reach. He was now pistoning in andout faster and faster. My hips were girating wildly, trying for the climax thatI had never had to a man's cock. Al was not to blame that I did not come with him. He tried as much as he couldto get me over that last hump. Suddenly he stiffened and I felt his spermjetting against my womb, mixing with my juices and spilling out of me. He collapsed on top of me while I beat my fists in frustration against hisback. After a while, he moved away. His now soft cock hung limp, trailing a thinthread of semen from the head to my pussy. A small stream of cum ran down thecrack to my ass and pooled on the bed. "I am sorry" he said. "I wish I could have brought you out." "But it is your luck that I am here." Bob's voice behind Al made me look up. My eyes were drawn to his legs. I couldnot believe my eyes! No man has a right to be that large. My hands went to mypussy in a defensive gesture. He would rip me apart, gut me like a pig! "No,get away from me! You can't... I can't take that...".. It was like a baseball bat, fully a foot in length and at least two and a halfor three inches thick. It reached from the thick mat of hair to the tip of hisbreastbone. His hands were wrapped around it and could barely circle it. Fromthe base hung a pair of balls like small coconuts. The head on it was the sizeof an apple and from the slit on the end shone a drop of lubrication. Bob smiled and said: "The little lady is afraid. Little does she know thatthat hole she has will accomodate anything. Besides I buy this by the gross." In his hand was a tube of jellied lubricant. "Be careful, Bob, you do not want to hurt her." "We'll just do it the easy way, let her come to me." Bob laid on the bed and opened the tube of lubricant. Taking a great gob ofit, he placed it on the great head and spread it down the length. he kept doingthat until the tube was empty. My juices had started running again. If I got on top, I could stop anytime Istarted to hurt. Besides, he was covered with lubricant. I timidly touched it.It jumped at my touch. My hand could not circle it. Slowly I moved my hand upand down it. The skin moved easily and a new drop of juice appeared at the slit. I leaned closer and touched the tip of my tongue to the drop. The salty-bittertaste filled my mouth. I made up my mind. Lifting one leg, I straddled him, the big cock trappedbetween my belly and his. I lifted myself but found it impossible to get in theright position. It was just too big. Al came to my rescue. Lifting me up bu the waist, he lowered me until I could place the big head onthe cum-soaked hairs around my vagina. Bob moved his hands to my pussy and withthumb and forefinger spread the lips until the edges lay on each side of thehead. "Let her down, slowly." My pussy opening was being stretched inhumanely. My body lowered an inch andthe great head insinuated deeper into my pussy, the blood-filled tip stretchingthe flesh almost to the tearing point. I moaned, now aware through the painthat my own body was betraying me, that my own weight would be the momemtumworking me down the spear that was slowly piercing me. "Nooo, I can't... it's impossible." Al lowered me another inch. "Uuuuuuuggg!" The rubber bands of my vaginal opening began unknotting in adjustment to themonument forcing entry, snapping loose little by little. It got a bit lesspainful. Suddenly Al laughed and said: "You can take it."... and released the handsthat were holding me up. Fire sirens went off in my brain, shrieking and alarm. I did not rush down thefirepole. It came to me, tearing up my insides. The runaway cock smashedthrough all my resisting flesh, shoving the pink soft walls aside before itsmonstruous head. It rushed into me, filling every crack and pore in the tunnelto my womb, pushing my organs aside. His wiry pubic hairs cushioned the jolt asmy buttocks hit bottom, Bob's pelvis. His huge member was completely inside mytorn pussy, extending, I thought, through the top of my skull. The expressionin my face must have changed as I stared down to where the cock had disappearedinside me, expecting a pool of blood. I looked at Bob. His arms were behind his head as he looked at me inamusement. I started getting used to the huge foreign pressence that my bodyhad accepted with such astonishing flexibility. "Oh... oh... oh... ohhh..." Bob's balls twitched when he inflated his prick and my responding groan waspained, my teeth clenching and my pussy hurrying to accomodate the increasedsize of the large intruder. I repeated the moan when he shifted the other way,but each sideways move expanded the walls of my vagina until they fit the giantprick like a glove. There was no way he could be any deeper in me. "Fuck now," said Bob. Like a gymnast, I worked my legs back, my feet against my butt and testedlifting my torso up the big cock. We were sealed together so tightly that ourmeshed flesh was almost as one. I lifted my pussy until the lips found theridge of the head, what seemed like ten miles above the base and slowly loweredmy body down again. Bob shut his eyes, as if being lulled to sleep by thedreamy sensation of a snug-fitting warm doughnut of softness as it ringed upand down the length of the colossal cock. Al's hands went to my breasts,cupping them and softly kneading the nipples. His mouth started kissing my neckand bringing shivers to my skin. I was still pumping up and down, the pain now gone. Up and down, up and downthe unmoving cock, a half smile on my face, a signal of the full enjoyment ofsomething deliciously wicked. Faster I moved, Bob's loins now rushing to catchmy pussy as it slipped away on each upstroke. His loins now kicked into highgear and the pistoning cock pushed inside me with teeth rattling impact. I was riding out the storm, my pussy lashed to Bob's massive mast. My clit wasgetting rubbed as I rode it down the cock like the prow of a downracingbobsled. The first blast of hot cum splashed into my pussy like molten lead,the monstrous shaft swelling like puffed cheeks as it gushed. I was huffing and puffing as if I had swallowed liquid fire. My screams musthave filled the room as Bob's cock continued to fire, its hot cum filling mywomb and back down the vaginal passage, mixing at the base with the outpourringof my pussy. Finally I was there. My orgasm soared higher and higher. It was frighteninghow my body could run away, existing by itself. I climbed and climbed, myclimax like a balloon that suddenly exploded. I felt that I had been straddlinga high tension wire and someone had finally turned off the juice. I sagged onBob, aware of my pussy seeping around the thick stopper like a partiallyplugged drain. I lifted my flowing pussy off the still rigid cock and watched Bob's faceclear as I threw a leg across his body and collapsed on the side. I rested, my leaking vagina hurting inside while its walls readjusted, tryingwithout success to locate in positions of the pre-Bob past. .. Norman is back in bed and I am starting to fall asleep. But a smile is on mylips. My thoughts are in the little slip of paper in the bottom of my purse.The one with Bob's address and phone number.