The Wake Up Call

I woke to the sound of my alarm. I turned it off and ran to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth. In a rush, I did my hair, checked my makeup and applied some perfume. When I was ready, I went across the hall to Bud's room to give him his wake-up call.

When I eased open his bedroom door I could hear snoring. I tiptoed across the room and slipped into the bed with Bud. I had been planning this ever since we talked about it and I was soaking wet with anticipation as well as aching with need.

I slid my hand over under the sheet and touched his cock. It was literally as hard as a stick of wood. I tried to circle it with my hand, but my fingers only went part way around. It felt much bigger and harder than before and I had a quick second-thought about letting him stick this monster in my pussy. The qualm evaporated immediately as my pussy spoke for itself by getting even hotter and wetter. I could feel the muscles inside start to twitch as they anticipated being stretched around a real cock for the very first time.

I crawled over Bud and straddled his hips. His big cock was so hard that it was standing up at an angle that was perfect for me. I lined up my pussy and started to push down onto it. When the broad head pressed against my opening, I had that same fear that it would be just too big for me to take. I tried to relax and open for him as much as possible as I put more of my weight on it. It felt like I was trying to fuck a log. To be perfectly honest, it hurt a hell of a lot and the only reason I kept going was pure determination that it was high time I learned what fucking was all about.

I had to push and stop and breathe and relax a couple of times before I felt the head slip in and lock into place in my tight hole. The pain peaked; then eased off a bit and I took this as my point of no return. There would be no backing out now.

The sensation of fullness with just the head in me was still almost too much to stand. I was panting with the heat building up inside me and I was almost crazed with lust now that I had part of Bud's thing in me. Nothing was going to keep me from impaling myself completely on that magnificent cock.

I clenched my teeth, pushed down hard and started to squirm my hips around to work more of it inside. Every time I got another inch in, I had to stop and fight off the pain, and then when that faded, I had to fight the urge to cum. At some point I felt Bud's hands on my hips, pulling me down onto him. He pushed up with his hips and I almost lost it as several more inches were forced into my willing hole. As he worked his cock into me, the glorious sensation of being filled took over and I started squirming uncontrollably.

During the third or fourth pause to let the discomfort ease off, I put my hand between my legs and felt around to see how things were going. I was surprised to find that my inner labia had been shoved completely inside and my outer lips were stretched out flat. The remaining ring of skin was stretched paper-thin around Bud's cock and my clit had disappeared.

The discovery that Bud's big cock had so distorted my anatomy drove me right over the edge. I lost control and started cumming. The feeling of being stuffed absolutely full of cock was too much to take and I collapsed onto Bud's chest with my big boobs squashed between us. Bud put his hands on my hips and pulled back slightly. In anticipation of his thrust I tried to relax, but I had no control. My pussy was out of control; spasming and caressing his cock all on its own. I had wondered what I should do when I finally had a real cock inside me, but I needn't have worried, my body was responding all by itself with no help from my dizzy head.

This was nothing at all like the plastic and gel dildos that Jan and I had used. They had been fun, but this was so much better there was no comparison whatsoever. This was far and away the best thing I had ever done or felt. This made all the sex I had ever had up to this moment seem inconsequential. I was finally in the game and it was so much better than I had ever imagined that I wanted to cry over all the time I had missed.

Bud jerked his hips up then and slammed his huge cock as far as he could into my pussy. I felt his balls fly up and brush my butt as he buried most of that big cock in me. My eyes rolled and my mouth dropped open, the pain and remorse totally forgotten. This was so much more intense than I had ever imagined. The feeling made me too weak to move and I was totally at his mercy as he started to work his hips.

At first, he just moved my insides around. My pussy had tightened its grip on his cock so tight that he couldn't move. We were locked together. It took a few minutes before he had enough of my juice worked around so that he could start fucking me.

He pulled out just a little bit and pushed back in. Then he pulled out a little bit more and pushed back in again. Gradually, he worked up to being able to fuck three or four inches in and out of me and he stayed with that rhythm.

I was limp and utterly helpless. I was cumming continuously just from having his cock in me. Fucking me was only for his benefit. I had no choice and could make no effort, I simply let him fuck me. It was the first time I had ever completely surrendered to the needs of someone else and it felt wonderful to be used like that. I was his plaything, his fuck-toy. I lay my head on his shoulder and let him take me. Every so often, my climax would ease a bit and I would kiss his neck to let him know that I was still conscious.

After a while he rolled us over so he could be on top. He used the advantage to shove harder and pump more of his cock into me. In this position he was able to drive so deep that I felt his cock push past my cervix and hit the deepest part of my vagina. The sensation was unbelievable. I hooked my heels around his waist and rocked my hips up to meet his thrusts. With every stroke he tried to cram more of his cock into me. He pushed deeper and deeper, stretching me a little more each time. It was like he was reaming me out deeper and wider, turning me into a proper receptacle for his big cock. I felt like hot metal on a blacksmith's anvil as he pounded away, reforming me to better suit his needs.

He held his chest off me by bracing himself stiff-armed on the bed. I would not have minded if he laid his full weight on me, and I started to try to pull him down, but he resisted. I managed to pry my eyes open and looked up at his face. He was looking at me, studying me as we fucked. His eyes roved up and down my body, watching how I was responding to him.

I was flattered. I tried to look sexy for him. I pursed my lips and licked them. I moaned loudly, giving a voice to the amazing feelings that wracked my body. I played with my breasts, squeezing them and pulling on my nipples while looking at his eyes to see what he liked. After a little bit of this, I really got into it. I even started talking to Bud, trying to tell him what he was doing to me.

"God! You've got a big cock! It feels soooo good inside me. Fuck me with that big cock, Bud. Fuck my little pussy! Yes! Oh yes! Fuck me good. I'm cumming Bud. I'm cumming all over your big cock... Can you feel me cum on your cock, Bud? Make me cum harder. C'mon, fuck me harder. Yes! Fuck me, you big stud. Fuck me good with that giant cock! I'm cumming hard for you. I'm cumming so hard."

It all started off sounding so corny to my ears that I was embarrassed to say some of it, but once I got started, I realized that it was turning me on even more and it seemed to be really getting to Bud. He started humping me faster and faster and I could feel the muscles in his back bunching under my hands. The ones on his neck were standing out with the strain. His face was a mask of pure lust. I decided that if he liked me talking dirty to him that much that it wasn't so corny after all. I tried again.

"Ooooooohhhh, Bud! That feels fucking fantastic! Oh, you are fucking me so good I can't stand it. You're going to fuck my brains right out. Oh, my poor pussy will never be the same again. You're stretching me out so gooooood. I'm going to be ruined for anyone else. Do you want to ruin my pussy, Bud? Do you want to ruin me for any cock but yours?"

That got him going faster and harder than I thought it possible for him to go. He just turned into a fucking machine — a jackhammer in my pussy. I was on the verge of passing out from what he was doing to me. I decided to go for broke.

"Oh Bud! You're fantastic. I'm yours Bud. My pussy is all yours. Are you going to cum in me Bud? Are you going to fill my pussy up with your cum? I want to feel you cumming in me. I want you to fill my pussy. Cum in me Bud. I want you to cum in my pussy. Pleeeeeeease!"

The final plea did it. Bud went crazy. He fucked me so hard and so fast that I bounced up off the bed. I had to lock my legs around him and hang on tight to keep from being fucked right off the bed onto the floor. Bud slammed his cock deep inside me and ground his hips into mine. He arched his back and picked me right up off the bed with his arms locked around my back squeezing me in a bear hug. He held me like that for several seconds while the cum boiled up out of his balls and into my eager pussy.

When the first blast hit the back of my vagina, my pussy went crazy, grabbing and squeezing his cock like it wanted to milk him of every drop. I felt him spurt into me over and over again. Every time he would shudder and hold me tighter. It felt like he was trying to pump every bit of cum he could into my pussy. I lost count of the number of times he spurted, but it must have been some kind of record.

I held onto Bud tightly while he poured his essence into me. He had risen up on his knees on the bed and taken me with him. I was wrapped around him and his cock was buried as deeply inside me as it would go. We were both at the peak of our orgasms and it felt so damn good that I never wanted it to stop.

Eventually, he collapsed backwards to sit on his heels with me in his lap, his cock still firmly embedded in me. The force of landing on the base of it suddenly forced my pussy open much wider and, although it should have hurt, I felt only a great wave of pleasure. He eased off on the bear hug he had me in and as our climax faded, he started to kiss me and stroke my back.

"Now that," he said huskily, "is a wake-up call. You can wake me up like that any day of the week, even on the weekend. Hell, especially on the weekend when we have more time. Now, we better hurry if we don't want to be late for school!"