Hazel looked up and wondered “How had it come to this?” as she tentatively licked her fiancé Ron’s little nub of a penis.  She was surprised that she felt that way since she agreed to marry him after over a year of dating.  She had moved to America from her native South Africa to have a better life in the land of opportunity.  As his little cocklet started to sprout as she sucked it into her pursed mouth she was amazed that the opportunity of love she obtained was so meager.  Ron groaned as his semi-erect dick felt her tongue wrap around it and his slightly-larger than marble sized balls.  Hazel made loud sucking noises and nearly laughed as he said “That’s it Hazel, take all of it you hot bitch!  You’re going to choke on it when it’s all the way hard!”  He finally obtained full erection as Hazel’s eyes looked at his and narrowed almost evilly.  She still had no problem swallowing his shaft and taking his balls into her hungry mouth.  She spat out the tiny testicles and concentrated on short, sharp jerks of her head.  Ron’s eyes rowed back and he let out “Oh shit, I’m going to cu…” and his todger let out it’s little load of sperm and immediately softened until it drew itself back to the blackberry sized softie that it normally was.  Hazel’s mouth was still open and Ron looked down and saw the spotty accumulation of his issue on her tongue and said “You did great Hazel – you took the entire load like they do on those videos!”  She grinned, shrugged her shoulders, swallowed it and said “Yah – it was really hard Ron, really hard.”

Hazel and Ron laid down on the bed and had put his arms around her and said “Thanks Hazel.  I love it when you suck me off.”  She said “Oh I suppose you deserved it after all the things you did for me today.”  She actually meant it because Ron had bought her so many nice clothes and another golden bracelet with such lovely little diamonds set in it.  He might have been a little man where it counts, but Ron was the most appreciative and loving little man she ever knew.  Compared to her prior husbands and boyfriends he was the most generous, gentlest lover she ever had.  He never sneered or reared back when she pushed his face to her nether regions either which was good because his pokes felt so pathetically inept and inadequate.  She rearranged herself so that his head was under her right arm and nuzzled against her breast.  The she placed her hand over his privates and cupped it as it engulfed his manhood easily.  She nudged her breast towards his face and his mouth opened automatically and he started to suckle.  He whimpered as she whispered, “Captain Winky did a pretty good, didn’t he Ronnie?  I think he lasted more than 2 minutes this time!  You’re such a sweet little baby.  Let Mommy hold your widdle wee-wee.”  They both drifted off to contented sleep.

The next morning, Hazel woke up and prepared breakfast for Ron and her daughter Larissa.  Larissa was going to high school and she was finally getting along a bit better with Ron.  At first she had been very stand-offish as this strange American had come into her life and took Hazel’s undivided attention away from her.  She had to learn how to deal with a man, another man, in a line of men that her mother had brought home.  She had to admit, he was nice to her compared to many of the creeps (including her own father) that her Mom had dated before.  Coming from a country where the men were lords of the castle and very domineering, she found Ron’s nearly obsequious, fawning behavior towards her mother very refreshing.  When Ron and her mother had any disagreement, his petulant, pouty behavior was much different than the abusive, overbearing arguments that men like her Dad used to have with Hazel.  Larissa wasn’t sure if this was how American men normally acted, but she secretly hoped that it was.

Hazel poured out the coffee as Ron joined them at the table.  “What plans do you have today?” he asked inquiringly.

Hazel shrugged and said, “I’m going to pick out a dress for my bachelorette party and then go to the Y and swim some laps.”  He grunted and said “I wish my cousin Laura hadn’t introduced you to that idea of a bachelorette party.  She’s always looking for an excuse to get drunk and wild.  No telling what mischief will happen tomorrow night.”  Hazel chuckled and said “Aggh, you think she could show me something I haven’t seen already?  Remember who you’re talking to – I’m not a drinker and she can’t influence me into doing anything I don’t want to do.  Besides, I’m sure you and your buddies will be doing your share of ‘mischief’ as well at your bachelor party.”  Slightly mollified, Ron finished his coffee and picked up his briefcase and headed towards the door as Hazel gave him a peck on the cheek.

“Mom, can I come to this party?” asked Larissa.  “No Engeltjie, you are too young to drink and see whatever entertainment Cousin Laura is going to provide.”  Hazel’s eyebrows furrowed her forehead as she thought about her soon-to-be-husband’s slutty cousin.  Laura was in her thirties like Hazel, but she dated and dropped men in relationships that sometimes overlapped.  She always said, “I’m too young to be tied down and my coochie is so hungry all the time!”

After Larissa left, Hazel slipped into a comfortable blouse and knee length skirt.  She put on her flats.  She was 5’ 10” so heels were not really necessary.  She was just an inch shorter than Ron and sometimes she would put on her highest 5 inch heels and tower over her embarrassed (but turned on) lover.  She would look down and say “This is how it should be, shouldn’t it Little Ronnie?!”  He’d redden and then nod his head almost imperceptibly.  She was probably going to wear them to the bachelorette party so she thought about what type of dress she should get to go with them.  Laura and some of Hazel’s friends at the Y had sent her some videos of other parties and no girl there wore anything other than the sexiest short skirts.  She decided to go to a store that was popular with girls a little older than her daughter’s age. 

She pulled out a black dress that had spaghetti strings to go over her shoulders and looked to be just long enough to cover her ass.  As Hazel tried it on in the dressing room she admired herself in the mirror.  Her breasts were only starting to show the slightest sag in them as gravity worked on her body, but they were symmetrical, nice and round and filled out the C cup shoulderless bra nicely.  Her long legs showed what years of walking in Cape Town’s hilly neighborhoods had done to her toned thighs and calves.  She knew that if she were to bend too far over that her ass cheeks would be viewable to the world so she made note that she would have to hold her legs together and bend her knees instead of her waist if she dropped anything.  Added to her natural blond hair and blue eyes from her Dutch ancestry, she knew that not only would she be the center of attention because she was the bride-to-be, but her body would be the envy of many of the ladies at the event.

After she purchased It and did her exercises, she went home.  She ate a hearty lunch because she didn’t want to eat a lot at the party.  Before Ron got home, Hazel decided to dress up for her party and met him at the door in her high heels and minidress.  As he was fumbling with his keys, Hazel threw open the door and looked down from the step at the man now nearly a foot shorter than her.  Ron dropped his keys and said “Oh my!”  He bent down to pick them up and looked up…and up…and up her legs to her black panties, to her breasts and finally her laughing face.   “Like what you see Little Ronnie?  I didn’t mean to startle my widdle fiancé!” Hazel exclaimed while chuckling.  She patted his head as he stood up and then led him to the love seat.  She pushed him playfully down and then sat on his lap.

She started to wiggle her bottom all over his lap and said “I’m not sure you do like it?  Where’s Captain Winky?”  She pressed down harder and blew into his ear.  Finally, she felt a hard little object poking up and said “Either that’s your keys or you really do like my outfit!”

“You…you’re going to wear that tonight?” he asked tremulously.

“I have to!  Laura, Doris and Cindy all said miniskirts are a must for these things.  Besides, I’m sure the girl or girls that come to your party will be wearing something even tinier, you little perv!”

Larissa came into the room and whistled, “Looking hot Mom!  I think Ron is in a certain little state if you know what I mean.”  Hazel and Larissa both laughed at Ron’s embarrassed vexation.  Larissa might have only been 14, but she had an inkling that her soon-to-be-stepfather wasn’t a big man and talking about his penis was most humiliating to him.  That made Larissa want to do it even more, but her Mom would tell her in private not to belittle him too much because even gentlemen have their limits.

When Ron got dressed for his party (wearing his shoes with the most built up soles Hazel noted) they started to walk to their cars.  Hazel still had 3 inches of height on him so she bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips.  “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, Shorty.  And keep this brute in his cage or else!” she reached down and playfully cupped and squeezed his genitals.  He grabbed her ass with both his hands and kneaded them like a kitty.  “Be careful with this ass because any sighted man would want to jump it!”

When Hazel arrived at the male strip club that Laura had selected for her bachelorette party she was hustled to a long table of honor that sat next to the stage where the performers would do their things.  Most of the girls had already arrived although Laura was conspicuous in her absence.  The first performer came onstage wearing chaps, boots, tight red briefs, a holster with 2 toy pistols and a cowboy hat and went by the moniker of Big Tex.  He was dancing with his legs in a bowlegged manner and thrusting his crouch in and out to the beat of a crazy country/dance hybrid song called “Cotton-Eyed Joe” by Rednex.  As he slipped off his holster and chaps the catcalls got louder.  Several women went to the stage and put dollars in his briefs and sometimes lightly stroked the front of the material.  When Cindy got back she blurted out “He’s just an appetizer girls, I think Big Tex is only packing a six shooter at best!”  Tex ambled over to Hazel and bent over in front of her and twerked his butt.  She laughed and spanked it and cried out “Yee haw!” several times.  After giving her a kiss on the forehead he left and the music changed.

Next came a sailor wearing a white hat, a blue long sleeved shirt tied at the front, dark blue briefs that were displayed from within his crouchless bell bottoms.  He danced energetically to “In the Navy”.  He ripped off his Velcro bell bottoms and untied his shirt and put it between his legs and pulled it back in forth with gusto.  Then he finally threw the shirt away and again several ladies rushed the stage to stuff money into his briefs.  Just then a disheveled Laura emerged from behind the stage and sat down next to Hazel and the girls.  Doris and Cindy both came back from the stage and Doris said “I don’t get it.  These guys have decent bods, but they aren’t packing as much as my ex-husband had.  It kinda ruins the fantasy, right?!”  Cindy nodded and said, “You expect logs, not twigs at a place like this!  What’s up with this little wieners Laura?”  Laura laughed and said “It’s like most sports you have the Junior Varsity and then the real team takes the court – you’ll be satisfied soon enough!”  Hazel laughed and said “I don’t know; they seem big enough to me!”  The other ladies’ jaws dropped and they looked at each other conspiratorially.  Laura ordered some drinks and when Hazel wasn’t looking, she put some powder into her glass and stirred it with her finger.

The next guy on the stage was like a Joe Businessman type.  He wore a collar with a tie, glasses, a fedora, boxers, socks with garters, and carried a briefcase.  He looked like Clark Kent and the ladies started to salivate when they saw his six pack.  Hazel drank him in as she drank her virgin Pina Coladas.  He reminded her of a bulked up Ronnie, and she started to feel a certain tingling between her legs.  He flexed his biceps and threw his hat on the floor.  He pulled off his glasses and pretended to be near sighted as he blinked his eyes and loosened his collar.  He then pulled his boxers down slowly to reveal briefs with the Superman logo on the front of them.  While Hazel looked at his Underoos, Laura had her drink refilled and sprinkled more powder into it.  “Geez, I like the theme and all, but where’s the bulge?” moaned Doris.  He danced daintily around the stage pretending to jump and fly.  He then pulled his briefs down to reveal a g-string under it.  Its pouch was just a couple of inches across and down and Cindy said “Fuuuuuuck!  It’s a damn Russian doll – it gets smaller every layer that gets removed!”  Hazel giggled and said “That underwear would nearly fit my Ronnie!” as she downed her second…or third…drink.  Laura said “Yeah, even my wimpy cousin would bust that little tissue open wouldn’t he Hazel?”  “No, no, that’s not what I meant!  He would need a smaller one to fit snug on him!”

The girls gasped and they started to twitter like hens with this news.  “Poor Hazel, you must be marrying a baby-man!” said Doris.  “I’ve never heard of such a small dick on a full grown man!” said Cindy. “Can you even feel him you poor dear?!” asked another lady.  “Oh, I can if he works real hard at it.  I’ve been married to 3 men and had a child so it’s almost impossible to get off on it, but luckily his clever little tongue does a great job on my pussy!  Oh my, did I say that?  I never talk like this; I wonder what’s up?” “Well, it’s a good thing you came out tonight Honey, because you’ll be seeing some serious man-meat soon enough!” laughed Laura.

A gong sounded and a slender Asian man strode out to the stage wearing a sumo wrestler outfit and a headband.  “Watch out you birthday girls and brides-to-be, here’s Long Duc Dong who’s going to rock your world!”  He lifted his legs up and stomped down as the long cloth hanging from the front of his sumo belt swung like a pendulum.  He stood up straight, turned sideways and thrust his pelvis violently to the ceiling.  His loin cloth elevated and slapped noisily when it came back down to his thighs.  The women got excited as they heard the hidden slab slap down again and again on his flexed thighs and on his abs.  It was hard to tell what he was packing because the cloth hung past his knees, but it sounded and acted substantial.  Cindy said “I think we have a real man…finally!”  Hazel’s eyes bulged as she watched the little sumo bounce his cock up and down.  He then motioned to someone offstage and Little Tex and Not-So-Superman came back onstage carrying a few wooden boards.  “I need a volunteer.  I must be at my hardest to break these tough oak boards with my flesh katana!  Who wants to join me onstage and make me harder than steel?”

The girls grabbed Hazel and pushed her towards the stage.  She clamored up clumsily onto the stage lifting her legs so high that her dress started to ride up exposing her tiny panties.  When she stood unsteadily next to Long Duc Dong she towered over him in her fuck-me heels.  “Please kneel madam, I am afraid you will fall and I need you to use your hands to bring me to full hardness!”  Hazel grinned idiotically and knelt down.  “Please pull down my loin cloth”.  She hooked her hands on his sumo belt and jerked them down violently.  His penis freed so quickly bounced up and hit her fully on the jaw.  She felt a sting and though “Damn he’s pretty hard!”  She reached up with her hands and started to knead his shaft.  Long Duc Dong had a truly long, thick cock and to her surprise, was not yet half-way hard.  The foreskin would engulf and recede his dark head as her hands jacked him slowly, appreciatively.  The foreskin fully retracted and his head flared menacingly.  Her middle finger soon could no longer meet her thumb and she sometimes felt her ½ inch nails brush against each other.  His rod hardened as it filled with dark blood and the veiny surface felt like a topographical map of very rough terrain.  She had never felt anything so fleshy and large in all her years of dating and marriage.  She felt either sweat or something else drip onto the stage from her suddenly enflamed cunt.

“Thanks madam for your pleasant ministrations.  Please scoot back for your own safety.  Please bring me the boards my assistants!”  Tex and Supes shuffled up and stood on either side of Long Duc Dong who folded his arms behind his head and flexed every muscle in his body.  His biceps, thighs, lats, and calves flared impressively like a young Bruce Lee and then he shouted “HI-YAA” as he thrust his cock up to his abs and brought it down with a crash into the 3 boards.  His hardened cock cut through the wood like a knife through butter and all the women in the crowd rushed to the stage to reach out to feel his massive manhood and to throw money onto the floor. His assistants bent down to pick up the green flood of bills for their better.  When they stood up, even though they were taller than the Asian man, they seemed so much punier with their measly hard-ons bulging their underwear out so meekly.  Hazel crawled shyly over and leaned against his leg.  She twined one arm around that and then reached out with her other and continued to pump his huge cock from his dangling balls to just over ½ way when her reach gave out.  Suddenly, Laura produced a can of whipped cream and started to cover the cock with it.  The ladies all started to chant “Blow him!  Blow him!  Blow him!” at the dazzled Hazel.

Long Duc Dong looked down at Hazel and said “Do you want to?”  She looked at his thick shaft and at his face and nodded enthusiastically YES!  He turned to her and placed his cock in front of her face.  “Be careful, many women with husbands and boyfriends have gagged on my big cherry blossom!  I will be gentle but you must forgive me if I dislocate your jaw.”  She nearly fainted but he winked and she knew that he was kidding…probably.  She positioned her hands on his shaft and guided the remainder of it and the dark red head into her stretched out mouth.  Even with just that portion of his cock, Hazel’s mouth felt fuller then it ever had before.  Her ex, Stephanus – the father of Larissa, had been her largest and even his 7-inch dick never made her stretch her mouth out so much.  The sweet whipped cream rapidly disappeared the further she got Dong’s dong into her throat.  The ladies gasped as Hazel dropped one hand and devoured another 4 inches as her throat stretched like a bull frogs.  She lifted a single finger every centimeter more she could shove the Asian man’s manhood into her oral cavity and esophagus.  She was down to 2 fingers and her thumb when her eyes watered and her gag reflex started to kick in.  He pulled back, grabbed her head with both hands and gave her a chance to breath before he thrust it back and forth into her ravaged throat.  His balls pummeled Hazel’s chin and she felt like a freight train was running through her undersized tunnel.  She nearly blacked out after 10 minutes of getting skulled fucked before Long Duc Dong moaned and she felt a torrent of cum slide down to her stomach.  He pulled out and nearly a dozen more blasts of salty semen ropes coated her face and started to drip down her chin onto her cleavage.  Laura laughed out loud and yelled “Now that’s a facial any woman would want!  It’s so healthy and full of protein and vitamins!”  Hazel’s bosom heaved and she said incredulously, “I’ve never felt anything so large or had so much cum blown on me!  This man is a god!”  She smiled wickedly and motioned to the other men on stage to come closer.

They looked at each other nervously and obeyed.  Hazel said “I need to feel more cum on me before I get married, whip out your weapons gentlemen!”  Tex and Supes weren’t normally given the full treatment like Long Duc Dong, but they were so excited by what they just saw they dropped their briefs and tiny g-string quickly with nary a second thought.  Hazel clucked her tongue and said “Gentleman?!  Maybe I should have said boys instead!”  She reached up and encased both their cocks in her grip and started to tug them while belittling them remorselessly to the delight of the other ladies in the bar.  “Ahhh, aren’t these little dickies so cute!  Superboy is totally covered by my hand and Tex’s head barely pokes out.  He is not a good example of ‘Everything’s bigger in Texas’ is he ladies?!”  The gales of laughter and lewd remarks that followed showed the agreement of the audience.  “Superboy, I can’t give you a proper hand job, would you like a 3 finger job instead?”  She released his peepee and gripped it with her thumb, index and middle finger with her pinkie held up in the air like she was holding a delicate china tea cup.  The ladies cackled manically, but the smaller endowed strippers seemed to enjoy being humiliated because they were as hard as they could get.  “Laura, I know you have a good eye.  How big are these dickettes in my hands…err hand and fingers?!”  Laura squinted an eye and looked at Tex, “He might be 5 ½ inches long and maybe 4 ½ inches around.  Nothing to write home about.  Now this so-called superhero is just north of 4 inches and barely 3 ¾ inches around I bet.  He could never stir my wok enough like Long Duc Dong did before his performance!”  The girls hooted appreciatively and congratulated Laura on getting her pussy stretched earlier.  “These boys would fall inside my pussy and I’d have to send a real man’s cock down to fish them back out!”  Both men started to shudder and lose control.  Big Tex shot 3 or 4 watery streamers of jism onto Hazel’s shoulder and Superbabyboy released a few weak droplets that dripped desultorily to the floor well short of the mark.  “Get off the stage you poor widdle white bois!” screeched Cindy.  They both gathered their little underwear and ran off the stage to the jeers of all the women.

Laura arched her eyebrow and asked malevolently “My cousin Ron couldn’t be as small as little Superboy here could he?!”  Hazel couldn’t help it, she was drunk on cum (and something else) and burst out laughing and cried “No…no…he’s smaller!  He’s a finger-and-a-thumb man and 4 inches would be a nice improvement for him!”  Long Duc Dong strode over to pick up his loin cloth and then walked near to Hazel.  He stopped and rubbed his slowly softening, turgid cock all over her face and then in her hair to clean it off.  She smiled and kissed both his balls appreciatively and the women yelled out in lust.

Suddenly the stage lights dimmed and ominous, doomy music featuring slow pounding percussion filled the air.  “Ladies, be prepared!  You are going to see one of the 8 Wonders of the World – put your hands together for his majesty:  KING DONG!”  A lone spotlight shone out blindingly from backstage and a slightly opaque curtain showed a silhouette of an extremely large muscled man with some amazing large bulges between his spread legs as he struck a double bicep pose.  The curtain lifted and the women gasped at the perfect specimen of black masculinity that was revealed.  His head was shaven and his skin was ebony dark, and his muscles where ripped beyond belief.  But of course what topped the bill was this massive, obscene pouch holding what appeared to be 2 large oranges and a shaft that was wrapped around his waist.  The cloth of his underwear looked ready to bust at the seams trying to restrain the gargantuan cargo it contained. 

“No way!” 

“That CAN’T be REAL!” 

“Oh my God!  I’m going to cum right now!”

Hazel was still on stage and King Dong noticed her shivering figure.  He smiled and strolled nonchalantly over to her.  She shrank back involuntarily in fear.  He was black and her Afrikaner upbringing had taught her to fear men like this.  Not only was he black, but he was overpoweringly manly and even her experience with Long Duc Dong could not prepare her for his dusky massiveness.  While Duc had a huge cock, King Dong had a huge EVERYTHING.  He laughed and held his massive hand out to hers and said in a deep, booming voice “Little white girls are always scared when they see big black men like me.  But don’t worry, I won’t hurt you unless you want me to.”

Hazel tentatively held her hand out and he grabbed her wrist and guided it to his overstuffed briefs.  He released his grip and her fingers started to trace the outlines of the round giants and the shaft that he had placed to the right to go around his hip.  He said “You must release my anaconda and then you will see what marriage will deprive you of from now on!”  She gulped and Hazel’s other hand came up to grab the waistband opposite to her other hand.  She started tugging, but the cloth was stretched so tight it was nearly impossible to pull down.  She put maximum effort into it and it finally released with a snap.  His huge balls fell downward and King Dong’s mighty rod swung around and thudded the side of her face with enough force to make Hazel see stars and she felt a sharp pain as her left cheek started to swell.  All the women gasped as his thick ebony shaft dangled down to his knees.  Laura crowed, “I thought Long Duc Dong’s 11 incher was huge, but this guy hangs at least 13 inches!”  Hazel was dazzled at the dark cock that swung dangerously close to her.  She could not resist starting to tug and lick it’s truly log-like surface.  As his blood started to course to his member, it arose like an Egyptian obelisk being hoisted by 1,000 Israeli slaves.  Every panty in the audience was dripping wet and Hazel’s was soaked through and nearly transparent on her shaved camel toe.

“You are to marry, yet you are not a young teenager.  I assume you have had men before?”  Hazel nodded in a daze as her hands worked their way up and down the stretch of shaft that resembled a black top road.  “Have you had a black man before?”  asked King Dong.  Hazel shook her head shyly.  He smiled widely and then said “Then you are still a virgin in my eyes because no white man could every open you up like we can!  You have awoken my serpent, now he needs to be fed.  Do you want to serve your honeypot to him?”  Hazel couldn’t believe it, but she yelled out “YES!”  Many women in the audience had pulled down their panties and were fingering their cunts and clits with anticipation.

The sailor pushed out a piece of furniture that was waist high and had two handles producing out of its cushioned surface.  King Dong helped Hazel up and lead her to the strange apparatus.  “You must bend over and place your hands onto the handles.  They will help support you as I mount your virgin cunt.”  Hazel nodded obediently and bent over and took ahold.  The sailor came back on stage and opened a package that contained a novelty sized condom designed to make men feel emasculated.  He bent down and applied it to the now 16-inch black cock and unrolled it as far as it could go – about ½ way down the shaft.  The music had changed to be of a seductive nature and the stage lights turned purple.  King Dong slipped a fat finger into the drenched fabric and pulled it away to expose her baby smooth pussy.  He slipped the finger into her hole and started to pull it in and out.  Slowly he put another finger in and continued to massage her plump pussy as Hazel moaned.  He added finger after finger until he had his whole hand slipping into her slowly stretching lips.  “You are nearly ready; do you feel like taking the snake yet?  Be forewarned, I cannot guarantee your safety.”  Hazel looked back over her should and felt his huge cock on top her ass waiting to be inserted into her womanhood.  “C’mon Hazel – you can do it!”  “Yeah girl, let him ream your cunt out!”  “Think of all those years you’ll be stuck with Little Ronnie!”  The girls all laughed and cheered and Hazel knew that she had to feel what a real man felt like and she cried out “FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG BLACK COCK YOU BEAUTIFUL KHAFFIR!” 

King Dong motioned to the sailor who came over and lifted his prodigious weapon and aimed it at her quivering quim.  He slowly pushed forward.  At first her vaginal walls where too tight for him to enter.  His cock head pushed up against them and felt them tighten.  However, King Dong knew that her natural lubricants would continue to flow and the lips would part just enough for the tip of his head to push through.  Once that happened, she would loosen more and more.  Just like clock-work, her cunt finally relaxed to admit his sheathed flaring head.  He started to pull back and push forward in short baby thrusts.  Even at this, Hazel felt her pussy being pried apart like never before except possibly the birth of Larissa.  His thrusts started to lengthen as inch-by-inch her hungry cunt yielded to his huge black battering ram.  Hazel started having orgasms as his cock got ¼ the way in.  Her ass and legs shook in pleasure as he filled her beyond anything she ever felt before.  None of her husbands or boyfriends have ever stuffed as much into her before and she knew that she would never be satisfied with puny white dicks again.  When he got ½ way in, she felt his cock starting to touch her uterus.  Long Duc Dong hit it earlier, but she was sure that King Dong was going to burst into it like a wrecking ball.

When he felt the last barrier inside Hazel, King Dong’s expression turned dark and fear-inspiring.  “I will take your uterine virginity now you little white whore!  You will feel the power of real cock as I burst into your baby sanctuary!”

Tears of pleasure welled up, the volume of her moans got louder, and her grip on the handles tightened until her knuckles were ivory white.  King Dong’s thrusts became violent and there was no doubt he was drilling deeper and wider than ever before.  Finally, the sphincter walls in the uterus opened in defeat and the rest of his massive cock slipped into Hazel’s now cavernous cunt.  He reamed her mercilessly and the women in the audience all came in ecstasy.  Sweat dripped from King Dong’s nose as he whaled away at another satisfied white woman’s pussy.  He let out a grunt and said “Take this you fucking slut!”  Hazel felt his cock swell and contract as he released load after load into her.  She also felt an extreme amount of wetness and she discovered when he pulled out his cock and sprayed across her back that the reservoir tip of the condom had proven to be no match for his ejaculations.  The rubber hung in tatters from his still spewing shaft and head.  He laughed and said “Uh oh!  Many pardons madam, but this happens very often I’m afraid.  If you are fertile, you and your husband may be in for a surprise in 9 months…”  Hazel’s arms dangled uselessly over the sides of the fucking board and her now gaping maw of a cunt dripped his cum and her juices onto the floor.  The sailor saw this and grabbed a mop to swab the deck like a good seaman should.

Everywhere, women were sprawled across their seats with their panties off and their pussies wet with their own love liquids pooling up.  It was just a normal night at the Log Inn.

When Ron got to the hotel suite that his friends had rented for the night’s festivities he saw a table full of whiskeys, bourbons, beers and snacks.  He also saw a huge 72-inch flat screen TV with couches and chairs arranged about it.  Several friends were already there.  His best man, Craig, greeted him with a hearty handshake and congratulations on the upcoming wedding.  He saw several guys from work and another high school friend named Ryan.  He was at first not happy to have Ryan ask if he could come to the wedding, but he eventually relented because he had such a soft heart and Craig’s requests. 

Ryan, Craig and Ron had been very close until senior year.  Ron was dating a girl named Vicki when Ryan got wind of it and decided to stick his nose, or more appropriately his prick, into their business.  Ron had been going with Vicki for nearly 6 months and they had gotten all the way to third base a couple of times.  He never got over how good if felt to stick his finger into her wet slit while Vicki worked his little penis with her magic digits.  He could never last very long, but he was only 17 and still a virgin.  He was planning on going “all the way” with her and was just waiting for the best time to do so.  He even wet to the pharmacy and purchased sever packs of condoms.  He wasn’t sure which one to get because even then he knew that he was meagerly endowed.  Humiliating gym showers with the other boys had shown Ron that he was a midget in a man’s world.  He tried on several different brands until he found a “snugger fit” style that felt relatively safe on his “Captain Winky” (his pet name for his boy part).  He put an unopened rubber into his wallet and planned for the official climbing of Mt. Vicki.  She eventually told him that her parents were going to be out of town Friday through Sunday one week at school.  Ron got so excited and Ryan noticed and asked him “What’s up dude?  You look like the cat that ate a fucking bird?”  “I know – Friday night I’m going over to Vicki’s and I’m going to slam her tight pussy for the first time!’  Ryan smirked and said “Yours or hers?”  “Both you bastard!’ Ron spat back.  “OK OK< I was just pulling your leg.  You’re lucky, that Vicki does look like she’d be a good fuck with that tight little body of hers…”  Ron felt a chill and said “Yeah, you’re right.  She’s going to be good… and mine… for sure.”

When Friday came around, Ron drove to Vicki’s house.  He saw Ryan’s green Cutlass Supreme parked in the driveway and the hairs on his back neck raised.  “What the hell is he doing here?”  He walked up to the front door and found it to be unlocked so he let himself in.  As he walked into the hallway nearest to Vicki’s bedroom, he heard her giggle and Ryan laughing.  He steeled himself and flung open her bedroom door.  He found her riding Ryan reverse cowgirl style with her nipples sticking out in excitement. “Oh hi Ron!  Sorry, I couldn’t wait for you, but Ryan got here first with a bigger, better deal to offer me!”  Ryan glanced around her waist and said “What’s up Ronnie boy?  I bet you are, aren’t you?!  Although if I remember from gym class it would be hard to tell!”  They both laughed as Ron clenched his fists in impotent fury and then sobbed and ran from the room.  Ron never told Craig and Ryan and Vicki broke up a few weeks later when she caught him fucking another girl.  Ron also found it very difficult to ask other girls out at his school after that when they all laughed and wiggled their pinkies at him.

Luckily Ryan finally seemed contrite and the bachelor party went into full swing.  The drinks flowed and the screen showed scenes of such debauchery that would have fit in with the height of Roman decadence.  Ron had seen enough big cock plowing pussy to get him fraught with horn.  He noticed that several others were the same although they probably would not have ever seen his erection like their own tell-tell ones.  Craig stood up and said, “Now for the evening’s crowing moment!”  The bedroom door opened and a large cake was wheeled out into the room.  Music came on and the top of the cake popped open revealing a very busty red head wearing a sexy nurse outfit.  She climbed out and asked “Where’s my poor patient?”  All the guys pointed at Ron.

Red sashayed over to Ron and shook her booty next to his nose and said, “See anything you like?”  Then she turned around and bent over and rubbed her large bosom in his face dislodging his glasses and said “I think you need a heart exam!”  The hoots and catcalls only encouraged her more as she shimmied and shook all over the flabbergasted, excited man.  She pulled her arms through her sleeves and her tits flopped out nearly knocking Ron out in the process.  “Ooops!  I’ve been known to cause concussions but I like playing with the other head even more!”  Money was thrown at her and she slipped out of her uniform and showing her tiny g-string that barely covered her pussy.  She put her finger in her mouth and asked innocently “Is there something you would like to do?”  All the guys whistled and yelled and Ron shook his head up and down vigorously.  Craig leaned over and said “She’s yours for an hour!  Ryan suggested we get her for you before you got handcuffed to just a single woman.”  Craig looked over and nodded and Ryan nodded back.  Ryan leaned over and said “I wanted to get your cherry popped before you got married – seems the least I could do.”  Ron resented that accusation, but he was so turned on by this stacked stripper he could not refuse.  Hazel had busted his cherry weeks ago.

Red gripped his hand and led him to the bedroom.  She let go and walked to the bed and lay down with her heels still on.  “Come over big boy – we have an entire hour to play!”  Ron closed the door and nearly ran to the bed.  “Whoa – slow down there!  The clock just started ticking.  Now, what do you want to do?”  Ron looked over her voluptuous curves and said “Mommy!”  Red’s eyebrow arched but she realized he was pretending to be infantile and she said, “Oh I see, well you have to take off your clothes so Mommy can check your diaper.” 

Ron pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants.  He then laid down next to her with his thumb in his mouth.  She smiled and cradled his head and said, “Suck Mommy’s titty while she checks your dirty little diaper.”  He pulled out his thumb with a pop and latched onto her nipple with a deep intake of breath.  Meanwhile Red’s fingers walked down his check and belly to the top of his tighty whities.  She lifted the elastic band and marched her fingers down even further.  She felt his curly pubes on her finger tips and then searched for his cock.  Her eyebrow cocked up when she missed it and instead felt two little delicate berry like balls.  “My my, I think my little baby is a tiny little baby isn’t he?!”  Her tongue came out of the corner of her mouth as she retraced her finger steps until she found the peepee she had accidentally stepped over.  She nudged his nub with her index finger back and forth a few times and whistled in surprise “Does your fiancé actually know about this little thing?  Whew, she’s either a virgin saint or you have a big, bulging wallet!”  She laughed and looked down at Ron as he nuzzled her huge tit.  He grimaced and she said “Oh, don’t worry, your little secret is safe with me.  You still have 55 minutes to go so you can pretend you’re a baby or a big man (ha) if you can.” 

Her index finger rubbing and taunting turned him on and his tiny dick started to harden a sprout out.  She was able to grab the head with her finger and thumb and start to pull it up away from his shriveled little balls.  “Ahh, poor widdle baby is getting hard for Mommy finally!  Mommy will have to spank Daddy for making such a widdle dicked son!”  Red felt tears rolling into her voluminous cleavage, but his tiny dick hardened and stretch out a couple of millimeters every time she made a disparaging remark about his inadequacy.  It was pathetic and cute at the same time and Red never felt so powerful and dominant to her john than now.  She almost literally had this little-dicked loser literally wrapped around her finger.  She stroked him and said “If widdle baby keeps growing he might be big enough to satisfy a 10-year-old girl soon!  I know I’d never feel this peewee in my pussy no matter how hard you rammed it in.  I hope your fiancé doesn’t go to a male strip club or something like that tonight or else she’ll know exactly what’s she’s missing!’  As expected his tiny tool hardened and grew almost imperceptibly larger. 

She giggled and said, “Uh mister is that it?  How big is it really?”  Ron’s mouth disengaged from her fat nipple and he said “About 4 inches!” and he held up 4 fingers to reinforce the point.  Red’s eyebrows arched up dubiously and she released his cock and used her thumb and finger as a caliper and held them up to her face.  “More like 3 inches or 3 ½ at best!  You shouldn’t lie to women, it makes them angry and they may do something drastic!”  With that she engulfed his hard-on and balls with her hand and squeezed them tightly.  Ron moaned in pain but she felt pulsations as his cock started to shoot out…or rather leak out…droplets of cum that moistened her hand.  The spasms quickly abated and she opened her hand to look at the net sum of his issue.  It was very spotty and very thin and watery.  Her nosed crinkled up and she said “Eww!” as she wiped it onto the hair on his head.  She looked at the clock on the wall.  He still had 50 minutes to go on the hour his friends bought him.  He nuzzled his head against her right breast and his erection melted away like a snowflake in July leaving his moist nub nearly lost in his pubes once again.  “Mister, I doubt I can do anything more for you.  Do you mind if I leave?”  She heard soft snoring next to her bosom and saw that he was fast asleep.  She slowly disengaged her arm from under his head and slipped her sexy nurse outfit back on sans heels.  She tiptoed to the door and let herself out quietly.

Ryan saw her and came over to ask “Say, what’s up – you just went in there?!  We paid you to help Ron out.”

Red looked up, smirked and said “I have helped him out and the poor little thing is spent!  He won’t be able to enjoy a woman for some hours if not a day or two I bet.”  Nurse Red slipped on her heels and strode out of the bachelor party with 50 minutes of free time before her next paying, hopefully full-sized customer.

When Ron sneaked into his bedroom at home early the next morning, the lamp next to the bed went on and Hazel sat on the bed imperiously.  “There’s my little perv, how did your bachelor party go?  Did you have fun?”  Ron blushed and said “It was fine.  We watched a few stag movies and drank a lot.”  Hazel shook her head and said, “What about the stripper Craig and Ryan bought for you?  Did you enjoy her?”  Ron nervously shook his head up and down and muttered “We had a little fun.”  She snorted and laughed “A little fun?!  I bet it was little fun for her!”  He then looked at Hazel and spat out “What about you?  Did the girls take you out someplace naughty?”

Hazel grinned and spread her legs and motioned for him to approach.  “Why don’t you come over here and take a look and then let me know what you think?”  Ron’s Spidey Sense tingled as he saw Hazel’s expression of aloof contentment.  “You better kneel down and look very close, you’ll see exactly what happened to me last night!”  Ron could not resist his curiosity and her commanding tone.  He knelt down, scooted across the floor and looked directly at her vagina.  He was stunned at what he saw. 

Where once his nether lips had been nearly closed and seemed to smile innocently vertically at him, now her pussy looked totally distended and her lips were swollen and dangled down like a lewd, large oyster with collagen injections.   The lips did not even get close to sealing together and he saw a gaping chasm full of white goo in front of his eyes.  Hazel smirked at his confused expression and said “Let’s just say that I have never been filled by real men like Ryuchi and LaMarcus before.”  She pushed his face into her cavernous cunt and said “Lick me clean you penisless man!  This is the only way I’m ever going to let you touch me again.  Your dicklet will never get close to my pussy, ass or mouth ever again!  You will have to let me fuck real men anytime I want or I won’t walk down the aisle to marry you later today!  Do you understand me you pathetic little shit?”

She relaxed as Ron’s tongue flicked all around her womanhood like a hummingbird.  He devoured the spunk of the male strippers like the little obedient boy he was and he let out a muffled “Anything you want Hazel.  Please just marry me!”  She leaned back into her pillows and laughed as she pushed Little Ronnie’s mouth and nose deeper into her capaciousness.  “This is going to be a great marriage!  You’re so sweet to let me fuck bigger, sexier men while you keep me in the style to which I’m accustomed.  What an amazing turn of events – I finally found satisfaction at 33 and a sucker, err a husband who will let me have it from any man I want!”  Her laughter was music to Little Ronnie’s nearly engulfed ears.

Unknown to either Hazel or Ron, Larissa was in the hallway outside the bedroom door peeking into the room.  She heard her Mom’s outrageous demand and saw Little Ronnie lick her pussy like a tiny lapdog licking from a water bowl.  Larissa’s own pussy felt moist and she slipped a finger under her cotton panty and fiddled with her suddenly engorged clitoris.  She grinned and thought, “It’s going to be lekker around here, I just know it!”