KATIE
By Green

Story happened in 1997 in New Mexico.  It happened essentially as
written.  I did not have all information and filled in best I could
where necessary to complete story.

Katie was a part time lover of mine.  She was my height, 5' 11" and
maybe weighed 120 #'s of wiry muscle.  She worked on a horse farm as
a trainer so was always deeply tanned and her short, tomboyish
styled lite brown hair had sun streaked blonde tones throughout it.
She had giant green eyes perfectly framed by long lashes and
distinct eyebrows.  She was long legged and though 29 years old (I
was 24 at the time of this story) had a wonderful body from all the
hard work she did.  She had very small, rounded breasts with nipples
that must have had a direct link to her clit since she would
completely cut loose sexually once they were given a little
attention.   Though she was tough as nails and performed work
normally done by men she was very feminine away from work and I
found her almost completely submissive in private.

What triggered this story is that she knew I was dating another
woman and she was the monogamous type.  I encouraged her to date
others while assuring her that she was my closest friend and best
lover.   I believe our age difference and experiences helped her
fully accept this.  She had been married unsuccessfully twice and
may have had 20 plus lovers before me if all people from ex's to
weekend lovers were included.  I had never even been engaged and
though she was clearly satisfied with "waiting" for me to settle
down - grow up - she did not condone me dating around as much as I
did that year and the year after.  As an aside, we did get engaged a
couple years down the road.    She finally accepted a date offer.  I
knew this because she told me so.  It was important that I did know
so that I would not show up at her place later on. I stayed over so
much that she had given me a key and did not care when I showed up.
Again, we were friends more than we were lovers and she seemed to
accept anything I did as long as hers was the only bed I ever slept
in; other than my own, by myself.

A few days later, while we cuddling on the couch after a hard day'
work I asked her if she had any fun. She told me that she had
enjoyed the date.  Prodding further I was amazed to find out that in
addition to a "night cap" as he dropped her off that the guy had
stayed for a few hours.  Inquisitive, not jealous, I wanted to more
of why he had been so successful on the first date.  I did not know
whether they had slept with each other at that point in the
conversation but was curious due to fact that she had been a blast
on our first few dates but had kept a certain distance.  She was not
the first date type.  Katie was selective and had taken a few dates
with me as if using the time to evaluate whether or not she wanted
to open up to me further.  It turns out he was a business associate
she knew from the different horse shows she participated in and
helped her students compete in.  He was a ranch and horse owner with
money that had been interested in her for quit a while.  Like all
her past dates and two husbands before her taking up with me he was
ten or so years older than she.  I believe I was the youngest person
she had ever dated and slept with even though she became active at
18 with her first marriage to an old ranch hand.  Unusual for her
she had been evasive and short with her answers that made me believe
she had either had sex him or he had touched her heart in some way.
Maybe both.  I really wasn't sure if I minded if she had slept with
him, but would have wanted to know how she felt about it since I had
taken the stance that when I slept with a date it was for different
reasons than when I slept with her.  It was fun with her but there
was much more to it.  When I slept with Darlene or Donna it was
essentially for fun.  I had wondered if it had been the same for
her.  I must admit that I was concerned that he had started
capturing her heart though.  After all, I was having my cake and
being able to eat it too in my relationship with Katie.

I finally just told her that it seemed that she was hiding something
and that she could tell me everything or if she didn't want to talk
about it at all then simply say so.   She puzzled me with the
direction she took. She told me that she thought I was the best
lover that she had ever had and that I should feel very secure with
myself.  I remember raising my eyebrows as if to say simultaneously
"and" and "what does that have to do with him and your date".
"Okay, we did go to bed, kind of anyway", she said.   Again I made
the same gesture since I was still confused.  I really did not know
how a person kind of goes to bed with someone.  Sensing that it
might be better to get off track I said, "so you had sex in the
living room?"  I was hoping the silly joke would lead the
conversation in another direction.  She seemed like she was getting
comfortable.  She continued straight forward.   She told me that one
thing lead to another and they did wind up on her bed making out.  I
incorrectly picked up that she felt guilty about this and let her
know that it was okay with me and she should not worry about it.  I
continued by letting her know that just making out had not violated
our relationship and further elaborated that even if it had went
further then she should not feel guilty at all.  I figured that
though I was comfortable with her as my main lover but still
continued to date others now and again that she wasn't completely
comfortable doing it herself.  I was off target.  There was quiet
for a few minutes.  I thought the topic was now complete.  She
apparently did not feel comfortable leaving me thinking that that
was it.  She blurted out that they had done more than make out.
Again, I let her know that it was okay and that she did not have
anything to feel guilty about. It is not like she did anything that
she had said or implied she would not do.   "Well, I don't want you
to be hurt or insecure or anything", I recall her adding at that
point.   She had me pretty frustrated at this point.  "Katie, I
don't want anyone to steal your heart away.  And if that happens
then that's life.  I would be hurt but that is part of love and
life."  I was admitting that maybe I wasn't so cavalier as I tried
to sound by admitting that I did not want her to fall for another.
I was being serious now and was staying silent waiting to find out
if what she was trying to tell me was that she thinks she might be
already in love or something.  She sensed that I was waiting for
clarification and just said what she had been hesitant to say.  "I
did not let him enter me.  He wanted to but I would not let him."  I
continued to be quiet.  I thought that she was going to tell me that
she felt guilty about it and that we should not being doing such
things if we were going to be boyfriend and girlfriend.  I figured
she had dabbled in my 60's version love that I was, at that point in
my maturing, comfortable with and did not think it was right.  I was
about to speak up and moved to comfort her in anticipation of a
discussion with our relationships ground rules when she continued.
"He was a good kisser and all of that.  I like him and the date had
been to a fun night club.  But he was so big that I did not want to
be with him".  My heart was racing and I froze, did she say what I
think she did, I thought to myself.  "You make such and effort to
please me in bed that I think you are sometimes insecure about
yourself and I thought you would be jealous", she said.  She did not
sleep with him because he was big and she did not want to be with
someone as big endowed as he was but because she thought it would
make me feel jealous and insecure.  I must be missing those
characteristics.  This revelation simply got me instantly hot and
curious about the scene.  I had my right arm around her and used my
left to free my penis from my pants and as I was displaying my
erection to her I took her right hand and put it on my penis.  "What
do you mean by big"?  She started to gently stroke my penis and told
me she thought of me as big (I am bigger than average for a white
guy and about average for a black guy - erect anyway, I am very
small flaccid for a black guy and smaller than average for a white
guy according to the charts I seen.. I am white).  I clarified what
I wanted.  That I wanted her show me how big this guy was that she
had been naked with last night.  That she had brought to an orgasm
with a wet hand job but would let enter her pussy.  With her hand
around my penis she opened her hand to show that he wider, much
wider, to the point that her middle finger did touch her thumb when
she hand held his erection.  Then she held her hand flat over the
top of my erection to demonstrate that he had been about two inches
longer.   Wow, she has a tight and small pussy, he would have
stretched her out. Dripping precum I took her right there on the
couch without taking the time get much of our clothes off and then
took her two more times that night in the bedroom.   This
information had triggered something in me that I quickly followed up
on.

I knew that a threesome with this guy was out of the question.  She
had decided not to date him again.  I networked with a couple local
swap newspapers I was aware of in the area from visiting the local
peep shows.  While I was doing this on the side Katie and I had some
of the best and most frequent sex of our relationship.  On more than
one occasion she had assured me that my penis was enough for her.
She sensed that that was what was on my mind.  It was but in a
different way.  I wanted to part of threesome with her and was
looking for the third with the only qualification was that the guy
was hugely endowed. Having a few responses and a few weeks to think
of this new fantasy I did more than set up a brief encounter in a
cheap hotel room.  I used my imagination and set up the night that
will be described below.

I had the place on the other side of the Sandia mountains for the
weekend and invited Katie up there for the weekend.  It was a new
house hidden away in the mountain side about (30) minutes from the
city limits of Albuquerque.  I got to stay there often as a couple
friend of mine went skiing on weekends quit a bit and in return for
enjoying the get away house I feed and took care of their four dogs.
I took many dates up there and Katie and I had enjoyed it on many
occasions.   This time we would have a visitor.   It had an outdoor
Jacuzzi, a open area set up and king size bed (of course, one of my
closing chores was to wash and change the sheets).

Katie and I had gotten up there earlier than usual, about 10p, on
Friday night.  We were enjoying some wine in the clean late summer
air, soaking in the Jacuzzi when the bell rang.  It was exactly 11
pm, just as had been agreed to by myself and Kendall, Kenny.  Katie
got up to put her fluffy white robe on and looked at me in
anticipation of me getting up to get the door.  I never moved and
asked her to go ahead and get back in the "tub".  She complied but
not before moving to put her bikini on.  I told her to never mind,
"just get in, things will be great."  She complied and eased herself
back into the hot, churning water.  It was an odd time of night for
a visitor in the city, let alone up there when the nearest house is
more than a quarter of a mile away.  I believe she figured I would
get up, put something on and find out why we had a visitor. lost and
needed directions or something.  I did not move.  I told the dogs to
stop barking and directed them to their pen.  They were all
incredibly well trained and obeyed me as one of their "masters"
given the amount of time I spent with them and all the attention
they got when I was up there whether it was endless games of fetch
or letting them run the dirt roads with me as I ran.  Then I shouted
so that Kenny could here me that we were out back and that the side
gate was open.  Katie looked at me with dismay as the gate around
the side of the house opened.  "It's a friend of mine, about to be
ours, just stay below the water level if you want".  Like I said,
she could be quit submissive.  Though she looked embarrassed and
slightly beside herself.  Kenny came around and I sat up enough to
shake his hand and welcome him.  He was dressed in jeans, cowboy
boots and a loose shirt for ranch work.  He had his duffel bag with
him.   "Kenny is a dancer and he is your early birthday present.  He
came to dance for you to get us started with properly celebrating
your upcoming 30th birthday", I told Katie.  After a minute of small
talk he asked where he could change.  I got out, put my robe on and
lead him into the house and the room in which he could change into
his stripping outfit.  As he opened his duffel bag to change I went
back to Katie and helped her out of the tub, dried her off and after
she put her robe on lead her into the living room and sat her down
on the couch.  I went to far part of the room and got a fresh bottle
of white wine out of the kitchen.  Like I said, it was an open area
style house.  The kitchen area opened to the living room and so did
the bedroom.  The bedroom was on the other side of the living room
and did have a small hallway area leading to it.  "What are you up
to?" Katie said with a nervous smile as I sat down and opened the
wine to pour her some.  "What, a lot of people get dances for their
birthday", I said with a smile.  "He's black!" she said as if that
was some startling fact.  "Don't worry, I won't let him near the
silver ware or anything else he could hide in his duffel bag".  I
said this with a small laugh and she chuckled herself at how silly
she may have come off.  "I mean, well, oh, never mind", was all she
could say in an effort to clarify her statement.  She accepted her
glass of wine, her third for the night which is about the time she
gets tipsy, and sat back deep into the couch with an embarrassed
look on her face. "Just relax and let yourself get treated to an
early birthday present", I told her and pulled out an early present
I had put under some magazines on a lamp table that was next to the
couch.  She did love attention and her embarrassed mood started to
change when I handed her the gift.  "Go in the bedroom and try it
on, if fact, wear it out for your dance".  She had not opened it
yet, but it was no surprise that it was a sexy little one piece
nightie.

I was looking forward to seeing the "show" that Katie was going to
get tonight.  See the "swap" papers are not as easy as one would
imagine to use to find the right guy.  I had filtered through some
"fake" ads to find this guy.  I had really struck gold though with
Kenny.

Katie came back and sat back down on the couch.  I was sitting
across the room in a Lazyboy chair.  She looked ravishing entering
the room with the short nightie accentuating her long legs and her
feminine but muscled body barely covered by the lite, sheer
material.   I had promised Kenny that he would be delighted with his
audience and had exaggerated at all.  As she sat down we heard
Kenny's boom-box fill the night with his show music.   He came out
of the room, as if on cue and moved suggestively towards Katie.  He
was fully dressed as he began his dance.  It was the typical strip
tease dancing as he seductively tore away his shirt, remove his
boots and then got read of his pants that were attached down the
sides with Velcro. This took him through his first song and
continued to dance suggestively right in front of her in his g-
string thong underwear that had a typical tassel on the front that
he, of course, spent a lot of time twirling in front of her.  I was
slightly to the side of the show.  He more than filled up his
g-string.  I mean really filled up.  When he was swinging the tassel
around it looked like about ten pounds of deli salami was moving
with it.  He not only was overly endowed, he was cut as would be
expected from someone who was a stripper on the side.  She was
admiring his overall body, but there was no way she could not have
noticed the large waves of ocean moving within his g-string.  I
watched intently to see if she was looking at it at all.  She was
but in a sneaky way.  I caught her staring at his groin when he was
not making eye contact with her.   Just then I realized that I had
neglected one thing and got up and set some five dollar bills next
to her.  This brought a nervous laugh from her as she picked them
up.  She knew what I wanted her to do with them.  As his third dance
song started it was definitely a slower, more seductive song.  He
moved closer to her and simply and slowly ground hips towards her to
the music.  She put one of the three bills in the top of his
g-string.  She did this tentatively but as he showed appreciation
and hunger for more with his eyes she put another bill next to the
first one.  He continued to dance as if happy with all his money
(believe me, he was well taken care of financially before he even
got there, but I guess it was part of the show).  Eventually, he
moved back in for the last bill.  Katie went to put it on top next
to the other two but he pulled away implying that he wanted it
placed elsewhere.   She held out her hand with the bill and with his
eyes and body movement gestured that he wanted it to be placed on
the left side of the g- string.  She complied and must have touched
his balls or maybe even his penis and he really played it up as if
being stroked lovingly by her.  He was a real showman.  She had to
have touched both his balls and penis since he was so tightly packed
into the g-string.  I sensed that the song was coming to an end and
got up to dim the lights down to nearly nothing.  He was like a
clear shadow in the lighting I had set the lights for and his
g-string, which was white with a red tassel seemed to glow.  I put
the lights up just a little, just enough so that I could see him and
her more clearly than very visible shadows and sat back down.  The
music continued, but moved into wordless jazz.  I knew from talking
to him that he danced to three songs and then the tape kept going
for nearly an hour with sultry sounding jazz.  He had told that
sometimes the shows ended after the third song (especially, if done
at places like an office, but would continue if at things like a hot
bachelorette party).   This wasn't an office!

"Would the lady like to dance", he said looking into Katie's eyes
with his baritone voice.  "I am out of money", she said with a shy
smile as she looked down at the floor.  "No, I mean with me".  Katie
looked nervously over at me.  I just smiled and gestured with my
left hand for her to get up and dance.  She coyly stood up in front
of him.  He was barely taller than her.   She stood a couple of feet
in front of him apparently not knowing how to begin.   "You ever
dance with a black man"? Kenny asked her.  She shook her head shyly
from side to side to let him know that she had not.  I had told
Kenny that Katie was your typical liberal white woman that wasn't
prejudice yet likely never even thought about dating a black man.
Mostly due to the fact that there circle of friends simply did not
encompass much diversity.  He had clearly understood and seemed to
prefer it that way.  He had said something like it was kind of like
taking a woman's virginity that way.  "Well, we do not dance
country, at least I don't", he said as he pulled her close to him
and began to dance suggestively with her.  He had his hands on her
hips and helped her loosed up and move as he was.  The quickly got
closer and closer until they were tightly against each other.  They
danced that way for a song and then as the next song continued he
began to move his hands down her sides and softly over her back and
bare shoulders.  She had started with her hands over his shoulders
but he moved them to be around his waist.   They danced nicely and
well with each other and she was really looking relaxed and fully
into it at this point.  I could see that he was grinding his pelvis
into her lower abdomen and I would have given anything to know what
she was thinking.  Whatever it was she was enjoying herself and
started moving her hands over his back, which was lightly covered
with sweat from his dance show.  Of course, she did mind and maybe
even enjoyed feeling the light layer of sweat covering his well
defined, sinewy muscles.

As they danced I brought my refilled glass of wine into the bedroom
and before turning off the lights in there lite a couple of candles.
I placed them near the bed to provide enough light for voyeuristic
intents and yet left the corners dark.  I came back to the hallway
and said, "how about if we move the party into here"?  I saw them
break their embrace and holding hands they came towards the bedroom.
Katie stopped them just for a moment so she could reach for her
glass of wine.  She looked down at the glass and with a "what the
hell" look on her face finished it off with three large drinks.  I
moved away as they entered retrieved their glasses.  I filled them
both up and set the now full glasses by the lamp table that was near
the head board and took my seat.  I sat on the chair that I had
placed on the far side of the bed in just into the shadows of the
corner of the room.  They stopped at the bed and began to embrace.
Katie looked over at me as if digesting that I was going to be in
the room versus just leaving for an hour or so.   I blew her a kiss
and raised my glass of wine.  Kenny picked both of their glasses and
said a toast to her that complemented her beauty.  They both took a
couple of sips and then as he held her tenderly he began to kiss
her.  Katie kissed back and their sensually kissing quickly turned
heated and passionate.   As she held him close with her arms around
his waist he began to get sexual with his groping.  His large hands
completely cupped her ass and he gently squeezed them in
appreciation.  I saw him doing exactly what I told him to do
regarding completely turning her on.  He was nibbling on her right
ear and moved down to her collar bone.  She was extremely sensitive
on her neck where the neck and collar bone came together.  I saw his
hands reach under her nightie, lifting it up ever so slightly and
with his long fingers reached under her ass and in between her
thighs to sensually rub the lower crack of her vagina.  I saw the
his fingers that had rubbed her there were wet as he moved his hands
under her nightie and slipped it over her head.   There she was
naked in front of this well defined black man that was seducing her.
He took a step back to admire her wonderful body.  He made a sound
pleasure at her beauty.   Katie had a look on her face of pride but
also as if she was slightly embarrassed and wanted to cross her arms
over her breasts to cover them up as he glared his appreciation of
her body.  Then he cupped both of her petite breasts in his hands
and stepped forward to embrace her again with his hands caressing
her front.  He nibbled briefly on her neck and moved to her breasts.
If she wasn't over the edge already he put her over by putting his
mouth completely over her right breasts and fully sucking it into
his mouth.  I heard her moan deeply as he did this.  He gave her
left breasts similar treatment and she let out an equally deep moan
of appreciation.  He took a half step back and put his hands on her
shoulders and guided her to a seat on the bed.  They were across
from my seat but I was at about a forty five degree angle so I could
see the left side of her face and his front.  He took her hands and
put them over the front of his g-string as he stood there. The
touch of her hands on his groan caused him to tilt his head back
make a guttural noise of  pleasure. He then put her fingers over the
top of the g-string and gently guided her hands downward.  He wanted
her to peel off his last piece of clothing.  Katie rolled the
g-sting down over his penis.  His cock bounced free and was the most
massive sight I am sure she had ever seen off the ranch of horses
that she took care of.  He had been strictly confined in his
g-string, but as soon as she freed his oversized cock it grew to it
full, abundant size.  As it grew the head, which had been covered by
his uncut foreskin came into view. His cock veins started to bulge
over the top and sides of his cock.  Katie looked frozen as she
stared at his fully engorged cock.   In spite of its size it stood
straight out towards her face and had a slight bend to the left.  It
was pointing towards her left ear.  He took in her admiration, her
stunned look.  His giant cock was almost touching her though he was
about a foot away.  He moved slightly to his right so that his cock
head was directly in front of her mouth.  She did not need any more
of a hint.  She took his cock into her hands and began softly
kissing the head and licking the now freely dripping precum around
the wide head.   His length was, of course, impressive.  His width
was even more so.  She hand one hand firmly grasping the underside
of his cock so that a couple of her fingers were pressing into his
sac and the other about half way up his tremendous shaft.  I could
see her thumb knuckle and the middle segment of her fingers as she
held his cock.   I would guess that there was a couple of inches
between her finger tips and the tip of her thumb.  He had that much
thickness to his cock.  Either his length or his circumference would
have given him the classification of outsized, of massive, of huge.
With both his cock looked like those on her horse ranch.  Working
with horses she had seen penises as large as his before.  But never
on a man.   Probably not even half his size on a man.  He was nearly
twice as long as mine and much fatter than I would have ever
imagined a man to be.  I am not sure of the dimensions, but I am
confident that with his width that if his cock were a container then
the contents of a medium bottle of wine could be poured into it
without spilling.

Kenny had given her attention to seduce her and now was enjoying her
giving him a wet hand job.  He was too wide to take more than his
cock head into her mouth but she was using her saliva and his precum
to stroke him into total readiness with her hand as she continued to
kiss and lick his cock.  Periodically, she would open up her mouth
as wide as she could and place it over the head of his cock afraid
to go down any further out of concern that her teeth would nick the
gland of his cock.  He let her do this for a while and then pulled
back and slide onto the bed.  He took her hand and guided her back
into the middle of the king sized bed (I had tossed to comforter to
the bottom of the bed and pulled the sheet back when I had went in
to light the candles).  He was over her now, kissing her again with
his cock resting and pressing down onto her stomach.  They made a
sexy coupling and scene was already more of a turn on than any thing
I have ever seen in an adult film.  Her seduction was completely
erotic and their contrast of skin color coupled with their sameness
of body type sexually charging and completely erotic.  Again, I wish
I could have read her thoughts.  She was completely turned on and
ready for what was coming.  Both of their bodies were slightly
glistening from the sweat the heat of their foreplay had created.
Her legs were spread and she had her knees bent so that she could
hook her ankles around his lower thighs.  The kissing continued at a
heated pace and became frantic.  I could smell her juices slightly
mixing in the air with the scent of the candles.

Their kissing continued in a frantic tone and Katie was rubbing her
hands over his back heatedly.  Both of them were breathing heavily.
Kenny then gently broke their kiss a slide his hips back between her
legs. His cock slide down her stomach and then over her sexy mound.
I dropped over mound and if he wasn't so aroused and erect enough
stay pointed straight northward towards her pussy I am sure it would
have made an audible thud on the bed.  I looked at her face and
though she was overwhelming aroused she looked nervous now.  She
bite her lower lip as he positioned himself so that the head of his
cock on top of her clit.  He expertly mixed his precum with her
wetness and stroked back and forth over her clit with his cock head.
Her deep, aroused breathing heightened in intensity.  Kenny
continued to bring her from sensual arousal to sexually arousal with
this motion.  By her breathing she seemed to have quit a few
mini-orgasms as he did this for upwards of ten minutes.  "Ready?",
he asked her.  Katie said yes tentatively and added, "be gently" in
a whisper.

Kenny slide back and inch so that his cock head was directly aligned
with her opening and then pushed into Katie.  With his initial
thrust he entered his cock head and a couple of inches past that
into her pussy. Katie gasped and pulled back with her hips a little,
"too big", she said with a high pitched but quiet squeal.  Kenny did
not move.  "Relax", he said, "take me the best you can, I will go
slow".   After his brief hesitation he slide all but the tip of cock
head out and then put himself back into her to the same depth. She
gasped again and her face clinched up as she bite her lower lip
again.   "It hurts", she panted out and he again held his place
before sliding back out to the tip.  He sat up and slide his knees
under her legs as the tip of cock lay on her opening.  Katie had
been holding her arms around his torso and now put her arms over
head and grabbed underneath the head board which was just below the
mattress.  She had unintentionally pushed the pillows off the bed.
He pushed into Katie again.  Instead of pausing this time he pulled
back out and then again in one motion.  She was gripping the head
board and exhaled each time he pushed into her.  Her exhale was deep
and quick and made a high pitched squealing noise each time. He was
only going into her with less than half of his cock.  It was width
that she was not able to adjust to yet.  Though he was stretching
her beyond what she could handle they were both wet enough that he
could go in and out at this distance and was enjoying fucking her.
He started to breath deeper and deeper.  His exhales making deep
guttural noises.  He initially watched her facial expressions and
was very turned on by them.  As he continued to fuck her and she
continued to struggle to take his immense size his pleasure deepened
and he now had his head back and eyes closed with delight.  Katie
was gripping the head board so tightly and desperately that the
veins on her forearms were clearly visible.  She was not able to
explain it afterwards, the feeling he was giving her but it was
definitely filling her up and though painful was pleasurable.  She
said that in spite of how his cock gave her stretched pussy muscles
a burning and overly pulled apart feeling she did not want him to
stop.  Kenny continued to fuck her this way as I sipped my glass of
wine and genuinely wondered if my throbbing cock would burst as it
pulsed with my rapid heart beat.

Kenny started to put more of his cock into her now.  He was going in
way past what I could though he still had a few more inches to go
before he would pull back out and then start the rhythmic in and out
motion. "No, it hurts too much now", Katie said the first time he
went in that far.  He pushed into her a half dozen times at that
depth and then went back to the original depth of four to five inch
thrust.  After a dozen strokes of this depth he pushed back into her
so that three quarters of his cock was tearing into her.  His
breathing was such that I thought he had to be a minute or two from
cumming.  She let go of the head board and sat up on her elbows.
Looking down at the sight of Kenny's cock impaling her at this depth
over and over now she put her right hand on hips to try to shorten
his thrusts, "you're too big, not that far in", she pleaded.  "Let
me make you cum with my mouth", she pleaded as he continued to push
in and out of her with all but the last three or so inches of his
weapon.  "I am close, very close, let me finish", he said through
his now rapid deep breaths.  She resigned herself to what had become
an assault on her tender pussy and let herself fall back removing
her hand from his hips.   Kenny was close and lay over Katie now as
he was reaching his orgasm.  Burying his head to the side of hers
into the mattress his thrusts quickened.  She was holding onto him
tightly and her nails were digging into his back.  She begged for
him to cum, "please cum, its too big for me, I am sorry" she said as
tears began to roll down her cheeks and she began to make a whining,
squealing sound with each thrust.  He tensed up, clearly hitting the
beginning of his orgasm.  If he had been careful to only push into
her three quarters of his out sized cock up to this point he no
longer was aware of the depth he pushed.  As his body tensed, he
moved quicker and with his thrust now pushed all of his manhood into
Katie.  She started to cry and yelp and he completely impaled and
tear into her pussy.  "Please, I feel like I am starting to bleed",
she cried out as he completely thrust into her a dozen very painful
to her times and then his body shook as he came deep into her
insides.


