Blue Balls to the Max (Part 2 of 5)

Before I go on, I recommend that you read the first part of
this series, "Call me Big Blue Balls," to get the full
background on what happened to me a number of years ago
during my freshman year in college.  As I short recap, I
will tell you that my name is Leonard, and I would be
correctly categorized as the classic high school geek up
until last month when I started my academic scholarship
experience at a large university in the south.  Mentally I
have been quite gifted; however, physically I possess all
the meekest qualities - 5'-9" and a half, glasses, 135lbs of
skin and bone - save one, I have a penis that as described
previously is 12 inches long when fully erect (well almost,
it's the length of the empty roll of Scott paper towels for
comparison's sake).  It is also quite thick, not quite the
size of a coke can, but more along the size of the cylinder
shampoo bottles.  I know because it's easy to compare while
in the shower.  My balls are roughly the size of pool balls
held in a large sack that hangs down 6 inches from the
bottom of my penis.  Since I was a virgin all through high
school and more into studies than girls, it was actually
quite a nuisance and embarrassment.  The guys called me
tripod in front of the girls and more than once I found
myself in compromising situations when having to approach
the blackboard or take swimming in gym glass.

To bring you up to the past present, as I'm recounting, my
muscle bound roommate, Brad, in the college dorm has
applauded in awe my one major muscle, which rivals my
biceps, and warned me to be careful about follow-up dates
with Dawn.  Apparently our All-American Football Linebacker,
John Payne, has major thing for her although reciprocity
doesn't appear to be equal.  

Who is Dawn you ask?  In my eyes, which had previously only
graced nude women in Playboy, the most stunningly beautiful
woman to walk a college campus.  Dawn Ashton, was the Senior
captain of the football cheerleading team.  Doe brown eyes
that sparkled in unison with a brilliant white smile.  Her
long golden-tan legs, supported slim hips and a tiny waist
that were mounted with a set of tits that could only be
described as perfection in the dictionary.  Every outfit I
saw her in had her breasts pressuring the fabric both
outward and to the sides.  Her hair, smile and eyes, kind of
a Shania Twain look alike, caught your eyes first, but you
immediately would be drawn down to two nipples that seemed
to be permanently at attention.

Why in the world was she interested in a freshman geek is
your next question? That's the question I should have been
making myself answer.  Instead, I was too caught up in a
combination of lust and love.  She had shown me the college
hang-outs on the premise of feeling sorry for incoming
freshmen, which had ended in a trip to lover's lane and my
blowing my load all over my pants and her dashboard only 5
minutes into a major make-out session.  As I stammered an
apology, she didn't seem to mind, in fact with a mischievous
grin I don't think she meant for me to see, she asked me to
show up at her apartment the following Sunday.  I didn't
know what to expect, accept that she told me not to "get
myself off during the week," because she wanted to have me
save myself for her.  I should have thought this through
harder because the next four weeks were ones that I will
never forget.

The week flew by quickly with all the activities of the new
school year and the returning upper class getting
reacquainted after the summer break.  I managed to make it
too all my classes and only saw Dawn once during the week.
As our eyes made contact she winked and turned on that
beacon smile that melted me rate away and causing me to
stumble and drop my books.  I squatted down to pick them up
and as I raised my head there was Dawn squatting down as
well, only she was wearing her cheerleading outfit.  My eyes
were right in line with her panties since the short skirt
from her uniform had ridden up.  I stared at her parted
golden thighs, flexed from her squatting down; right down to
the V formed with her blue panties.  My dick started to
immediately harden which was very uncomfortable in this
position.  

"Hi" she piped up.  "Need some help?"

"Tha Thanks" I stuttered trying to get up while prying my
eyes away from her crotch.



"Remember," she said, "no playing with yourself this week,
leave that to me on Sunday night!" And with that she did a
swivel turn causing her skirt to swish back and forth as she
lost herself in the crowd of students.

It was all I could do to cover my now erect penis with my
books as I tried to regain some kind of composer.  That was
Friday.  Now my mind could think of nothing else but our
date Sunday night.

I was more nervous than I have ever been as I rapped on her
door that night.  I didn't know what I should wear.  I mean
what does someone wear when they lose their virginity?  I
had always thought it would be a spontaneous thing.  I
decided to where regular white fruit of the loom underwear
this time around with my long khaki shorts, penny loafers,
and a short sleeve pink button down shirt.  I also decided
to wear my shirt untucked, which for me was a big deal
because it seemed incomplete without the belt and not very
neat.  But on the way out the door my roommate, Brad, said,

"Hey Len!"  "No need to look like more of a geek than you
already are, lose the belt and wear the tails out, believe
me it's a lot cooler."

Dawn answered the door in an outfit that didn't exactly put
me at ease.  Her hair was fuller than I had seen in before
and kind of teased at the ends.  She had on that same liquid
pink lipstick that just begged for attention.  Dawn's shirt
was a form fitting half shirt with a deep plunging V-neck.
The half shirt of course emphasized her tiny waist while the
tightness of the shirt and the V created about two inches of
cleavage at the top and seems that were begging for mercy at
the edge of her "D-cups."  I could feel the stirring in my
groin beginning.

"Hi stranger," she mouthed more than said.  "Come on in."

She turned and left me at the door, mouth aghast, as I
gawked at how the tiny white shorts clung to her perfectly
tiny butt.  She was bare foot, which still put her at eye
level with me, and walked more on her toes than her feet,
causing her muscular calves to flex with each step.

I followed her in through the foyer to the great room of her
apartment where she turned to face me.  Awkwardly I brought
the pink rose out from behind my back and thrust it towards
her.  I had debated whether to bring her something or not
and I guess the traditional part of me convinced me to do
it.  Either that or my mother making me buy a corsage for my
lone date in high school, the Senior Prom.

"For me?" she grinned, taking it in her hand and looking
down at it.  

"How sweet." And then she glanced up; brushing her bangs
away with her other hand.  

"I'll have to be extra special for you tonight."

My soft nine inches was probably pushing 11 and I could feel
myself starting to sweat a little.  What was my next move?
I gave a meek smile and said, "Oh, it was nothing."  And
then just stood there.

"How 'bout we have a glass of wine," she said, thankfully
breaking up the silence.  I quickly answered in the
affirmative, although I had never had beer, wine, or any
form of liquor in high school.  She put the flower in a vase
and quickly brought two glasses that must have been prepared
earlier, out of the refrigerator.  

"This is more like a wine cooler, a white zinfandel, by
Berringer."

"Tha that's great," I stammered, still caught up in this
goddess taking my flower and delivering a glass of wine to
me.

She sipped at first and then drank the whole thing down,
licking her lips with the final drop.  I did the same and
somehow kept from choking at my first taste of wine. "Come
here," she said walking into the great room and giving me a
great view of her ass as she bent over to turn on the CD
player.  "Let's dance."
 
Now here was something I could do, I thought at first,
having taken dance lessons at my mother's persistent urging,
in high school.  "You'll be able to use this the rest of
your life," I remember her saying.  

Dawn seemed to have gone to a different dance studio, as she
put her arms around my neck and leaned into me pushing her
perfect breasts into my bird chest forcing the sides to
press out like a balloon being pushed against a wall.  

"Uuhh, uhhh, what type of dancing did you have in mind," I
forced out.  

"The slow and sensuous kind Lenny, let yourself go a little,
get rid of those inhibitions and move with the music."

Then I felt her pelvis lock into mine as she continued the
body-meld she was performing on me.  At this point my hands
were still at my sides and I knew she must be able to feel
my full 12 inches at attention and pushing out of my
underwear and to the edge of the top of my shorts.
Fortunately I was canted to the side; because normally
sticking straight up I pass my navel by 3 to 4 inches.

Dawn led as we slowly turned swaying slowly to the beat of
the mood music she had chosen.  I hadn't ever experience
anything like this and felt the worst thing I could do
change whatever course she had charted for us.  Dawn then
began to slide very slightly at first only one or two inches
up and down as we made our slow circles.  For me this was
agonizing pleasure.  Those wonderfully formed breasts now
pressed more lightly into me rising and falling.  Then she
began to move more dramatically up and down rubbing her tits
against me like she was trying to get something off them.
There was no way she couldn't feel the stiff rod in my pants
that angled off to the left, the head of my penis bulging
vulgarly at the side of my pants trying to get out.  I
glanced down slightly to see my pants protruding outward in
a queer sort of way.  

Dawn then started turning herself away from me while
maintaining a constant pressure. "Let's try it this way,"
she said lustily.

If I thought her normal way of dancing was new to me, this
was completely beyond my understanding.  Dawn reached behind
her back thrusting her tits out and grabbed both my hands
slowly putting them on to her slim hips.  "Lenny, don't you
want to run your hands up my body and cup my breasts?"

"Aaaaw yeeeeah," was my raspy reply as my glasses slid down
my sweaty nose.

I ran my hands up her body, first in, as I gripped her tiny
waist and then slightly outward as I moved up and forward to
encircle those firm globes.  

"That's it baby," she encouraged, "They're yours for
tonight, squeeze 'em, pull on 'em, and later you can suck
them!"

With her leaning forward the crack of her ass lined up with
my dick and she continued the up and down movement she had
begun with her breasts before.  My throbbing penis was now
straight up and down.  I could feel it push past my
waistband, the meaty head pressing into my stomach about
four inches above my navel.  I couldn't believe, in my
awkwardness, thinking it was a good thing my shirt was
covering me up.

Her tight ass cheeks were creating a lot of friction as she
slid up and down my member.  I felt some wetness on my
stomach and new that pre-cum was leaking out.  "Uuuuhhhhh,"
I moaned.

"Pull them out," she said turning her head and flashing me a
smile.

"Pu..pull..wh..what out?" I stammered

"My tits, Lenny, pull them out of my bra and tug on my
nipples!" she instructed

I couldn't stand it, she was driving me nuts!  I stopped
kneading her breasts long enough to reach under her tight
top and pull it up around her neck.  I was now caught in a
predicament never having taken off a woman's bra before.
Caught up in my own urgency I reached up under the
underwires of her cups and just pulled forward...they just
plopped out and hung straight down with gravity.  

"Oh my gosh," I muttered under my breath

She grabbed my hands firmly and pulled them to her hanging
breasts forcing me to grip them hard and started squeezing
my hands to grab her more firmly and tugging downward.  I
quickly got the idea and starting feeling the warm flesh
between my fingers as I yanked on her tits harder and
harder.  

My balls were aching for some sort of release as she now had
her ass gyrating in all directions as I moved my hands
forward more and pulled at her nipples.

"That's it Lenny, you're getting me hot and wet now!" "Let's
get down on the floor."

She turned back around facing me and said, "but first, lets
release that monster you've got hiding in your pants."

She pulled her top and bra from around her neck and threw it
on the floor.  Her tits were totally mesmerizing me as I
focused in on the hard nipple I had been pulling on. Her
aureoles looked to be the size of an arousal can top, but
they were puffy and stuck out in a concave shape about half
an inch. Then Dawn started the process of undoing each of
the buttons on my shirt starting from the top.  Her hair was
slightly tussled from her little dance and she looked at me
seductively through her bangs while she touched her tongue
to her lips.  About half way down I don't think she was even
prepared for the sight she saw.

"Oh my!" she squealed in delight, "I can tell this is going
to be more fun than I thought."

She pulled my shirt off my slim shoulders, undid the button
on my shorts and let them drop straight to the floor.  There
I stood in all my geekish glory.  My cock at full mast
looking like a fat V-2 rocket sticking about 4 inches above
my fruit-of-the-looms.  The waistband was the only thing
that kept the monster from lurching forward at her.  

"I hope you saved yourself for me," Dawn said, "because this
thing is mine."

"I did!" I admitted honestly and sheepishly

She took her hand and reach under my sack lifting my aching
balls like she was testing the weight.  As she gave a gently
squeeze I couldn't stifle my moan, "Ooooohhhhhhhh."  I had
my eyes closed and as I finished my moan her hand moved
away.

Dawn turned away from me again and said, "This is what you
really came for, wasn't it?"  She then started tugging at
her shorts, pulling the tight fabric out and then down while
she shifted her hips from side to side. I audibly gulped as
I saw she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"What do you think of my ass?" she said

I could honestly say that it was the best ass I had ever
seen.  In fact it was the only real female one I had ever
seen.  It had a small bubble form to it that made it look
like it was perfect for palming.  Her tan lines proved what
I had thought when I first saw her, she must wear a thong
when tanning.  

"I..i..it's great," I said enthusiastically but hesitantly,
fearful of saying the wrong thing.

"It's better than great, it's the best ass you'll ever lay
your eyes on," she challenged.

"And it's nothing," she continued, "compared to this," and
she turned around to show me a perfectly trimmed triangular
bush.  There were no tan lines on her hips and only the
slightest indication of one around the small brown triangle.  

"Now get down on the floor with me, Lenny," she cooed, "I'm
sure I'm going to have to give some instruction here."  "And
take that underwear off on the way down," she ordered.

"Yes ma'am," I said somewhat sarcastically, but knowing that
I'd do whatever this woman wanted me to do.

Dawn laid down on a large throw pillow that must have been
strategically placed there before my arrival with her back
up against the couch.  Her knees slightly bent and spread
she told me to kneel on all fours in front of her.  My dick
was still stiff from the sight of her and my balls hung down
heavily with a large sperm build up.

"Now, this is where you earn your pay, Lenny,"  "I'm going
to spread the lips of my sweet pussy and I want you are
going to lick me to a half dozen orgasms. Do you
understand."

"Uhhhh, yes," I said, "But I've never done this before so
you'll have to help me."

"Don't worry, Lenny, you keep licking and occasionally
sticking it in my slit and I'll move around to where I want
to be."

She took her hands and spread her cunt lips apart and I
slowly moved my head down to a sight I had never seen.  Even
Playboy was too mild in those days to show anything more
than a girl's bush.  I stuck my tongue out determined to
give her the best I could give.  I could see the wetness and
moved my head in licking up and down like you lick an ice
cream cone.  She let out a moan and said, "Goooooood, that's
a good start."

After about five minutes of this, trying to alternate
between up and down and side to side movements, my tongue
started to get sore.  I pulled it back in to rest and she
quickly pushed her pussy up against my mouth.  

"Now suck with your lips if your tongue tired...don't stop!"

She put both her hands behind my head grabbing my hair and
pulled my face into her.  At the same time she had her ass
off the ground grinding her crotch up into me.  

"Yeah, keep going, your doing great!" she encouraged.
 
I felt good with her words of motivation and continued my
forced assault.  My tool had softened somewhat from the lack
of attention and my focus on her.  I could feel it hanging
straight down brushing the carpet.  Even though my dick
wasn't totally stiff, my balls were aching more than ever.
This was by far the most stimulus that I had ever had.

20 minutes later, Dawn was on her sixth orgasm.  Her
breathing was hurried and raspy.  Her head shaking side to
side, "Oooooh yeeaaahh! Keep it up big boy, I'm thinking
about that huge prick of yours and wondering how it's going
to fit in my little pussy."

The sight of her as I glanced up while not taking my tongue
off her clit and the things she was yelling out were
bringing my dick back to its full size.  Finally she said,
"O.K., that's enough."   And she pushed my head away pulled
up into the fetal position on her side and purrrrrred.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm."

I basically kneeled there with my dick in my hand wondering
what to do.  Dawn opened her eyes and said, "All right
Lenny, now it's your turn."  And with that she pushed me
backward on my back.  She looked hotter than heck with a
post-orgasmic glow.  She pushed my bent knees apart and
started draping her hair across my cock swishing her head
back and forth.  This caused my cock to jump while she
slowly started kissing me from a light touch on my lips and
then down my flat white chest to the head of my penis.  By
this time another spot of cum had oozed out of my piss hole
and Dawn stuck out her tongue to just barely touch it.  All
of these sights and light touchings were reeking havoc on my
mind and the sensors down to my dick were causing it to jump
rhythmically up and down.  

She started ever so slowly squeezing my balls first one then
the other.  At the same time she was balancing herself with
her other hand on the floor, her 36D tits hanging down in
front of my face.  I reached out to lick one, but before I
could touch it she lowered herself to that her tits were
resting on either side of my neck.  I peered over her
shoulders to view the smooth curve in her tan back and that
fine ass sticking up in the air. 

 "How does this feel, Lenny?" she cooed into my ear as she
began to drag her tits down my body so that they were now
enveloping my rigid cock.

"Ooohhh my gosh, its unbelievable,  I...I...can't take much
more..."  I stammered, my body racked with years of fantasy
sensations now becoming reality.

Then she was lifting up and grabbing my cock at the very
base, just above my balls.  Her hands couldn't grip all the
way around but she was still able to squeeze pretty hard.
This left 8 inches of my now purplish looking dick sticking
straight up above her hand almost touching her slightly
parted mouth.  She pulled up on my shaft still maintaining
her tight grip.  

"You know Lenny, I love the sight and feel of your big
cock."  "Just the thought of it brought me to 6 orgasms."

"Ooooooohh," I moaned opening and closing my eyes and
involuntarily thrusting my pelvis towards her.

"I want to see you shoot that big thick load of yours," she
hissed while jerking up and down on my shaft now with both
hands, one on top of the other.

"Ahhhhhhh!" "I can't take much more Dawn, I'm gonna lose
it!"

"Not yet, Lenny!  You haven't stuck it in my pussy yet!
Don't get off with out me!!"

She then stopped her stroking, kept a tight grip on the base
of my shaft with one hand and started to running her
perfectly manicured nails across the underside of the eight
inches still showing.  

"Ahhhh....Ahhhhhh....hellllp meeee!"  I cried, not able to
control myself.

Glancing down with almost a fearful look, I saw three
rope-like veins bulging out on my reddish-purple cock.  My
plum-size head was the darkest I had ever seen it, almost
scary looking.  By balls were killing me as I needed release
but wanted to hold out for her pussy and not disappoint her.

Dawn loosened her grip on my meat, still holding on and
brought her other hand down to tickle the skin between my
balls and anus.  That was all I could take.  My cock started
having its own seizure, jerking violently while Dawn moved
her face away and watched the fireworks take place.

"Iiiiiiiiiiimmm dyyyyinnng, Ahhhhhhh!" I yelled out without
any inhibitions at all.  Dawn had a smile on her face
watching me thrash around, jet streams of cum shooting out
10 to 15 inches straight up in the air.  She pointed my
raging cock back towards me as the geyser continued to gush
out.  My thick white fluid was blasting out more than I even
thought was possible.  Dawn was massaging my balls as my cum
was landing on my chest, face, and in my hair.  

After 30 seconds of constant cum shooting, Dawn let go of my
cock and the tower fell over landing on my stomach with an
audible, "Thwaaaak."

My body was still shaking and my balls were aching with the
complete discharge of all the fluid built up in them.  I
looked between my legs at Dawn still kneeling there and saw
her pouting lips and look of disappointment on her face.
"Lenny, I thought you were going to wait for me?"  "Now what
am I gonna do about my hungry pussy."

I glance between her legs at the moistness that was still
there due to my tongue-lashing and her juices and sighed.  

"I'm sorry Dawn, I didn't mean to get off like that.  I
don't think I'm going to be any use to you now."

She reached over and picked up my limp 9 inches in the
middle, my cock looking like a worn out rope draped over a
fence post.  She shook it several times with no response and
then grabbed my balls as I jerked in pain.  "Owwww!," I said
in obvious agony, "That hurts."

Dawn reached back to a drawer on her entertainment center
and pulled it open.  I was aghast and embarrassed when she
pulled out a sizeable black dildo.  I had only seen them in
magazines before and had certainly never seen a woman use
one before. 

Dawn said, "You can watch what you could have had, if you
had kept under control Lenny, then I have to get some sleep.
I have an 8 o'clock class tomorrow."

She took what looked to be about a 8 inch dildo, around half
the thickness of my cock, and slowly worked it in and out of
her snatch with one hand while simultaneously rubbing her
clit with the other.  My cock remained totally limp, as I
had to view what I should have been getting.  While she got
off moaning and thrusting her hips into the fake dick, I
grabbed a dishtowel and tried to wipe off all the cum I had
drenched myself in.  By the time I was done and had put my
clothes back on Dawn was finished.

"Ooooohhhhh, that felt fine!" she half talked and moaned.
"I hope you can do better for me next week big man." With
that she cupped my balls through my pants, planted a kiss on
the side of my face and whispered, "Remember Lenny, this
dick is mine...No touching this week.  If I've found out you
have then it's all over."

"You don't have to worry about that,"  I said "It's so worn
out it will take me a week to recover."  

"Good Lenny, I trust you.  Do you trust me?"

"Yes, of course I do." I said lowering my head.

"Great, because I can't wait to feel you fucking my brains
out with that beast next week."  "Remember, 8 p.m. Sunday
night, don't be late."

And with that I turned and walked out.  As I made my way
towards my car I recounted all the events of the evening and
knew I had something special.  Finally I had met someone who
cared about me.  I felt bad about not fully satisfying Dawn,
but knew given another chance that I would do better.  

Looking back on it now, I realize that at this point I was
almost at the height of my naivete.  I would learn a few
more things in the upcoming weeks.  For one thing how
whipped someone could really be.  That would only be a taste
though of where Dawn would take me.

***This is part 2 in what is turning out to be a 5 part
series***

 

