When her mother Hazel and her new “Daddy” Ron got back from their honeymoon, Larissa quietly observed the body language of the “Happy Newlyweds.”  She noticed how often her stepfather seemed to look longingly at her beautifully tanned mother who seemed to barely acknowledge his existence except at the dinner table or when she needed something done.  When Hazel asked Ron to do a task, Larissa watched in amusement as he nearly tripped over himself trying to get it done as quickly and as thoroughly as possible.  If he didn’t clumsily mess up, Hazel would smile and pat him on the leg or even sometimes on the head and coo “Good boy!  You’ve made Mommy sooo proud” or some similar platitude.  They quickly found out that unlike Afrikaner men, Ron had no problem performing household tasks like cleaning, cooking or doing laundry.  Hazel couldn’t believe her luck since she had been drilled by her relatives since she was young that women had to do all the household work if they didn’t have servants.  She detested it, but Larissa’s father had been a traditional Boer and demanded a clean house, clothes and 3 hot meals a day.

The other thing Larissa noticed was how docile and accommodating Ron was when Hazel brought home frequent guests from the office or from her social clubs.  Amazingly, most of them were gentlemen, usually large gentlemen of different races and backgrounds.  They would have dinner and would be introduced to Larissa as “Uncle Tyrone”, “Uncle Francisco” or “Uncle Hu” and they would talk and laugh loudly as Ron would bring in the different courses of food he prepared per Hazel’s instructions.  Since a lot of dishes were spicy or saucy in nature, it was almost a requirement for Ron to wear an apron to prevent any spills or spots to ruin his clothes.  Hazel had brought her pink apron from South Africa that fit him perfectly and had such lovely frills around the edges of the shoulders and at the bottom that hung below the waist.  At first he protested, but when Hazel glared at him and stomped her foot, he meekly acquiesced and wore it with no complaint except with that hang dog sloop of the shoulders whenever he initially entered the dining room with a new Uncle whose eyes would often bug open and uncontrolled laughter being admitted until Hazel would shhh him quiet.

A lot of times these uncles would end up staying the night.  Larissa couldn’t figure out where they slept since she was told to go to bed earlier, but at breakfast Hazel would sit uncommonly close to them and Ron would sullenly bring out their pancakes or French toast.  It never seemed like the guest bedrooms were ever messed up either.  Very strange.

After the “Uncle” left, Ron would relax and Hazel would smile at him at lead him into their bedroom.  Larissa noticed that her Mother would come up after 20 or 30 minutes in her bathrobe and Ron would be dressed to go to his office.  He seemed a little happier than when their guests were there and her mother would be positively glowing.  She would see Ron off with a tender kiss to his forehead and pat his fanny and say “Go get’em baby” and hum as she turned to go back to her bedroom to sit in front of her vanity and to brush her hair.

When Larissa finally got to Summer break from school, she got to observe and learn more about her Mom and Stepdad’s relationship.  She also got to see Ron around the house a lot more.  He was a very fastidious man always looking to clean up any messes he found in the home.  He did not appreciate laundry left on the floor.  He also kept their lawn neatly manicured.  A great joy in his life appeared to be swimming in the pool they had in the backyard.  He would put on his jams and swim like a seal back and forth for hours.  He also enjoyed it when Hazel would come out in her bikini and he could rub suntan lotion all up and down her body.  She would pull her blond tresses up on top of her head and present her neck and shoulders to him so he could start on her back.  Larissa noticed the cute little way his hands would tremble whenever they touched her tanned skin.  He truly worshipped her body and nearly lost control when rubbing her thighs and near her bottom and close to her 38Ds. 

Larissa also noticed that her stepdad would get nervous whenever she or her friends came out wearing their bikinis as well.  He would stammer when trying to speak to them and he’d keep glancing away at anything and then nervously glance back at their young nubile bodies secretly.  He would frequently leave the area ASAP and Larissa would giggle when she thought she’d see a tiny bulge in the front of his trunks.  The dirty old perv – he was just like all the other guys although it seemed to be a bit harder to spot his embarrassing dilemma than it did with neighborhood boys or especially any of the Uncles who stayed more than a couple of days and partook of the swimming pool.

One day after finishing breakfast, Larissa walked along the hallway to her room.  She approached the guest bathroom and she heard a noise within.  Normally nobody used this and since the door was slightly ajar her curiosity got the best of her and she looked in.  She found her stepfather standing in front of the toilet bowl urinating.  She had never seen him do this before and she imagined he didn’t know she was nearby or he would have closed and locked the door.  Larissa’s eyebrows arched in surprise as her eyes drunk in a scene that she could never forget.

Ron was looking down in deep concentration as a small, tinkling steam of urine delicately rained down just past front lip of the toilet bowl.  His pants and underwear were rolled down to his ankles and he had his shirt front under his chin held against his neck.  His tongue licked in and out of his mouth as he pulled his buttocks together and arched his back to push is abdomen closer to the toilet.  His left hand was down at his genitals as he grasped and stretched a pitifully small piece of flesh away from his pubic hairs (barely) and just over his balls by means of his index finger and thumb.  Larissa saw a tiny bit of shaft but could not see his head, but the weak stream of piss that emerged from between his digits indicated it was hidden by his thumb.

She heard him softly mumbling and picked out snippets of self-conversation like “Oh yeah Hazel – look at me pissing so hard”,  “Peeing like a REAL man” or “Damn!  Just like a racehorse!”  She started to giggle inwardly as she thought about those joke statues of little boys who pee into fountains or onto cigarettes to extinguish them and how much Ron looked like them.  His piss started to sputter and he cursed as drops struck the front of the toilet and ricocheted onto his legs.  He moved forward until he straddled the bowl and his droplets safely fell into the yawning abyss below.

Larissa stepped forward as her balance shifted and her head opened the door with a crash into the door stop.  Ron’s hands flew up to either side of his face in horror as Larissa’s gaze bored down at the completely exposed crouch.  The nub of his head looked like a little berry sitting on top of his hairy little ball sac.  Larissa’s eyes widened, her nose crinkled and a long burst of laughter came out as she stammered out “OMIGOD!  I’m sooooo sorry!  I really didn’t see much of your lit…errr sma…err..tin…penis!  Please excuse me!”  Too late Ron put his right hand in front of his junk as the blood drained from his face in embarrassment.

Larissa, slammed the door and walked a few steps down the hall.  She leaned against the back wall and calmed down her hysterical laughter.  She always had her suspicions, but now she was SURE that her stepfather was a tiny-dicked pussy boy.  Her left eyebrow arched up as she contemplated what this information would mean to her from now on.

As the summer progressed, Larissa invited as many friends from school over to the pool as possible.  She told them that if they wanted to get as much as a tan as they wanted they should be sure to wear the most revealing string bikinis they could get.  “Show your parents your normal bathing suit, but bring your tiniest one and we’ll be sure to get a great tan.  My Mom doesn’t care – she barely wears a bathing suit anyway and my “Daddy” is just a harmless little pussycat who won’t say a thing.”

Her friends tittered when talking about it, but they did want to get full body tans and the offer was just too tempting.  They would send off for bathing suits on the internet or in catalogs that were basically stings with patches of material that would barely cover their pubis or their nipples.  Larissa had a “one piece that was 2 strings that met at her pussy lips and went up her butt crack back to her neck where they diverged and went down over her breasts.  Her pink areolae were exposed, but her nipples obscured, unless she moved too vigorously.

So many times, Ron would be swimming laps and suddenly 3 or 4 girls and his stepdaughter would appear and sit on reclining lawn chairs with obscenely small swimsuits which required shaving/hair removal to a great degree.  They would all look at Larissa’s Dad as he’d clamor out of the pool and hurriedly beat a retreat into the house.  “Is your Dad gay?”  “What’s with him?”  Larissa would smile and say “He’s just such a shy little guy – please forgive him.”  They got a big kick out of knowing that a 45-year-old man would be so scared of their young, growing flesh.

Sometimes Hazel would join them with her ultra-low cut bikini bottom and no top except for round band aids to protect her half-dollar sized areolae.  The girls would all look on at her sexy, curvaceous body with envy and hoped that someday they would be as hot has her.  Hazel would call for refreshments or for suntan lotion and Ron would have to hesitantly join her and the young ladies by the pool.  He would sweat profusely as he was encircled by so much feminine power.  Eventually, Larissa and her friends got so used to seeing Ron around they had no qualms about demanding drinks or suntan rubs from the highly-strung, nervous man.

Another attraction of the pool was the array of handsome “uncles” that Hazel would bring to them periodically.  As Larissa and her friends were all 14 or above, they were all undergoing that special change in life of sexual awakening.  They were all aware that men with v-shaped torsos, tight butts, sculpted abs and a certain bulge in the nether region were amazing to look and fantasize about.  They looked on in wonderment as the parade of prime male flesh that promenaded around the pool holding hands with the giggling, jiggling mother of their friend in front of them.  It seemed that all of them wore nothing but Speedos that barely contained their massive masculine features.  The other quality in common was that none of the handsome, hung men were white.  Their skin varied from creamy light brown or a tinge of yellow to dark brown to even ebony black.

When Larissa’s friend Emma asked “Why does your mom always hang out with dark men?” Larissa had to think and was a bit confused herself.  She decided that the question was worth pursuing and after her friends left, she asked to talk to her mother alone.  As they walked into Larissa’s room and sat on her satin sheeted bed, Larissa queried “Mom, why are all my ‘uncles’ black, Asian or Hispanic?  Don’t you like white guys?”  Her eyebrows were drawn together and Hazel couldn’t resist hugging her in pure love before answering.

“My dear, you know how we were raised in Bloemfontein?  We were always told that khaffirs were sub-human monsters and only white Afrikaner males were worth loving.  Well, the worst monster I ever met was actually you father.  He was a temperamental wife-beater who lorded over me like he was God’s gift to me and you.  He was also a very selfish lover who finished way before I was ready and never provided much in the way of pleasure as if he could.  I am only glad that he gave me enough protein to conceive you, but other than that, I detested the man.  You were very young when we divorced and I left the RSA.”

“Oh Mommy, I’m so sorry you were mistreated.”

“There, there.  When I came to the USA, I still had years of white propaganda pounded into my brain and I could not ever see anyone outside of a white man as a potential mate.  I dated several men, but they were either too narcissistic or not capable of taking on the responsibility of your father.  I came across your sweet little stepfather at the office.  He pursued me with a puppy dog passion that I found hard to resist.  He has been the most loving and selfless man I ever knew.”

“But Mom, why do you rarely show him any affection?  Is it because he has a tiny penis?”

Hazel’s eyes widened and a surprised smile played upon her face.  “Oh my, his little secret is out?  I hope he didn’t show it to you intentionally or I may have to punish him…No?!  That’s good – I won’t grind him down any more than usual.  Yes, Larissa, Ron lacks the equipment that my body requires to run smoothly, but luckily he realizes it as well.  I discovered it the first time we tried to make love and I especially discovered it when I went to that bachelorette party last year.  I found out that I had been severely short-changed in the sex department with my exclusively bland diet of white dicks.  Your father was maybe 11.5 centimeters and Little Ronnie is lucky to be 9 centimeters on a good day.  The biggest white boyfriend I had was a respectable 14 centimeters but his stamina was just as pathetic as any other white guy I slept with.  They’d all dribble out their watery cum and collapse after a couple of minutes of thrusting into my hungry pussy which always left me feeling empty.  Your stepdad is smart enough to know he’s insufficient for my needs and lets me play with men who are more…capable.”

“Mommy!  I never knew!”

“Yes, yes – most white girls don’t know that white boys are pathetically small and weak where you NEED them to be big and strong.  All the women who took me to the bachelorette party had learned the truth about those little pink peckers and were out looking for something darker, bigger and better!  If our husbands didn’t have as much money as they do I don’t think we’d all stay together.  A few husbands like your stepdad are enlightened enough to know that they cannot really function as a full man and don’t try to push it or even help their wives find studs.  Not many, but the numbers seem to be growing if Google searches and porn plots are any indicator of the future of sexing is.”

“Gosh!  I sure am learning a lot!  Thanks Mommy – I will keep an open mind about other races as boyfriends from now on.”

“My pleasure ‘Issa!  Just don’t be in a rush to throw out all white guys for everything.  Look at how well Ron treats us and how much he spends on our happiness.  He’s so overcompensating for his shortcomings – it’s just so cute to see.”  With that they giggled and hugged before Hazel left her room.

The next day, Larissa told Emma and her other friends whose jaws all hung open in amazement as they heard about the lack of manhood in white men, especially in their friend’s stepfather.  “9 Centimeters?  What the fuck is that?”  Larissa laughed and said “Oh c’mon!  You Americans need to get with it as he held her finger and thumb apart at less than 4 inches in length.”

Mary Beth’s eyes bugged and she blurted out “JESUS THAT’S SMALL!”

Emma shook her head and whispered over and over “That can’t be right!  That’s pathetic!  That can’t be right.”

There laughter and general conversation carried across the pool and into the house.  Ronnie slipped out of his pink apron after he placed the last glass of tea onto the tray that he prepared for Larissa and her friends.  He wondered what all the hubbub was about: “Girl talk I guess” he said to himself.

When Ron walked out with their afternoon iced teas, the girl’s conversation ended abruptly as he strode up.  They all glanced up and down his body and tried to imagine how tiny that penis of his was in proportion to his 5’ 11” height and nearly 280 pounds of weight.  His throat tightened and dried as the eerie silence and girls’ steely gazes made him uncomfortable.

The strange quiet was broken by the back door opening and “Uncle Don” emerging from the house.  His chiseled Vietnamese abs, flaring lats, raven black hair, big biceps and calves and the enormous bulge in his blue and white “banana hammock” trunks were cause for most of the teenage girls to stare lustily and longingly at the handsome Asian man.  He sauntered up to Ron and although he stood about 4 or 5 inches shorter than the white man, he seemed to take up so much more space than the slope shouldered, scrawny armed, pasty skinned, obesely pot-bellied Caucasian.

When Larissa was first introduced to Uncle Don, she found out his real name was DONG Vu.  Don was a bit embarrassed by his traditional name, so he shortened it to a normal English one.  Hazel said “I like calling him Dong anyway – sometimes Triple D for Daddy Donkey Dong since he’s hung like one!  I told him he shouldn’t be ashamed, but what are you going to do?  Thank God there’s nothing shorter about his tool though if you know what I mean!”

“Hey man – thanks for the tea!  I worked up a real thirst playing games with Hazel last night” Don dug in dangerously.  “I hope I didn’t stretch her out too bad – I don’t always know my own strength…length or girth either sometimes!  She might need your special oral skills to help her recover, or at least clean up that mess I left behind.”

Ron’s face turned beet red, but he didn’t lose his temper or try to fight with Don.  He knew that his sagging flesh was not strong enough to deal with the strong Asian man’s body.  He started to tremble impotently as Don humiliated him in front of his daughter and her friends.  “You better get up to ‘your’ bedroom and take care of your sexy wife before I kick your weak white ass!”  He took a half step towards Ron and laughed as the ‘bigger’ white man dropped the tray with the rest of the drinks and ran into the house like a frightened rabbit.

“Who wants to oil me up so I can work on my tan?” asked the haughty Asian man.

5 hands went into the air quickly as the teenage girls all started to self-lubricate immediately.  “He looked at Larissa’s budding B-to-C cups and handed her the suntan lotion and said “Start with my inner thighs honey!”  He smiled as he smelled the excitement oozing out of Larissa’s loins.

“Ok ‘Issa!  I’m getting ready to go to the airport.  Ron will be here to take care of you while I go to Saigon to meet Don’s parents.  Do try to behave like a respectable young Afrikaner lady like me.  Do you understand?”

“Yes Mother!  Geesh – it’s not like I’m a baby anymore!  Have fun in Viet Nam.”

“I will if I can find Don so we can go.  Where is that stud muffin at anyway?”  Hazel stomped around the house until she came to the master bedroom and walked in upon a now very common scene.  Ron was on his knees with his mouth stuffed full of prime Vietnamese tubesteak while Don thrusted his obscenely huge cock down Ron’s now elasticized throat.  “Ah-hmmm!” grunted the slightly peeved blond lady.

Don looked at her and smiled.  “C’mon babe – you know how long that flight is going to be.  I need some pre-flight relief so I can relax.  Ron’s become such a great cocksucker I can’t help it.”

Hazel nodded and smiled and came over and grabbed the hair on the back of Ron’s head.  “It’s OK as long as he takes care of Miss Kitty as well” as she lifted her maternity mini-skirt and exposed her huge, hairless, puffy labial lips that Ron swore he could hear a strong breeze of air blowing through like a wind tunnel.  He was sure that Don and Hazel’s baby would have no problem emerging from her even if it was born breech.  Deep down, Ron loved looking up at them looking down at him with Hazel’s second trimester tummy looming under her now 40DD milk engorged breasts and Don’s tennis sized balls slamming against his neck.  He was made to serve these seeming giant people!   He soon felt a torrent of cum going down his esophagus and dutifully removed the huge tube from his mouth and stuffed his nose, mouth and chin deep into Hazel’s devouring cunt as he worked his tongue all around her hot, wet box.  Soon waves of Hazel’s cunt juice washed over his face and down his neck and shoulders as she orgasmed repeatedly.  “Mission accomplished” was all Ron could think as they thanked him before getting into their Uber and going to DFW airport.

Larissa had watched the whole pathetically hot scene through the hole she had drilled between her room and her parents.  Hazel may have known (and approved) of it, but she never let on.  Larissa wanted to learn all the secrets her mother had at controlling, keeping and destroying men.  She laughed evilly when she saw Ron lay down on the bed with his pants pulled down as he worked his puny pud while remembering the throat and face fucking he was just given.  “It’s now or never” she thought and she rushed down the hall and threw open the bedroom door.

Ron’s finger and thumb stopped in mid-stroke (or maybe stroke-let would be more appropriate) and his eyes opened wide in shock and embarrassment.  “Well, well, well!  What have we here?  It looks like a naughty LITTLE boy playing with his baby dick!  I wonder what this LITTLE BOY is thinking about while playing with that eensie-weensie weenie of his?  Maybe he’s thinking about all my hot teenage friends in their string bikinis around the pool? Hmmm?  Or maybe he’s thinking about my Mom and her now huge pussy?!  Maybe he knows he was never and will never be able to satisfy her?  Hmm?  Or maybe he’s thinking about Uncle Don and his HUGE COCK?  Hmm?  My my, you twitched a lot more when I said HUGE COCK didn’t you?!  How would you like that huge cock up your bum you little perv?!”

Larissa strode closer to the bed and stopped momentarily to remove her g-string panty.  Ron stayed frozen as she straddled his fat belly and slid forward towards his chest.  His arms were pinned by her young strong legs and her pussy soon hovered over his face.  Her engorged clitoris and swelling pussy lips flared in front of him and he felt her fingers brush his aside and grip his semi-soft dicklet forcefully.  “My Momma seems to love your pussy licking!  You better show me how good you are or ELSE…”  Ron yelped as her finger and thumb twisted his tiny dick around piteously.  Her pussy came closer and closer and every painful twist of his prick caused his tongue to extend out further and further from his mouth.  Soon he was slavering from her asshole to her clit and licking her outer and inner lips with abandon. 

Larissa felt as she had not ever felt before.  She had played with her Mom’s vibrators and even had a couple of finger-bangs from a couple of her girlfriends and with one boy, but she had never felt sheer pleasure like this.  Ron’s whimpering tongue worship and the power of forcing him to give it made her nipples stand out like diamond hard protrusions and her pussy to release wetness that threatened to water-board her wimpy stepdad.  She leaned forward with both her hands now on the headboard but she retained penile control by putting his tiny shaft in the gap between her big toe and the next one and jerking it up with swift, short, sharp motions as she ground her twat on his mouth and chin.

She felt droplets of gooey cum ooze into the toe spaces and his dickie rapidly lost all rigidity and became too small and slippery for her to toe-hold him much less grip him with a finger and a thumb.  Luckily the frustration Larissa was starting to feel with his inadequacy was soon washed away by the first of several orgasms she had on his face.  Her clitoris was swollen and blocking his nasal cavities and he nearly passed out by the force of her cum.  He managed to stay conscious as she shivered and slumped over his face as her pussy quivered and dripped.  She slowly rolled off his chest onto her back on the pillow next to his and put some of her hair in her mouth and said “Mmmmm….mmmmm…that was soooo nice!”  She put her fingers onto her pubis and lightly touched her tingling twat.  Ron rolled onto his side and said “I hope I did good.”

Larissa looked into his eyes and nearly said yes until she felt a sticky annoying wetness on her right foot.  “Fuck it Daddy-o!  You did OK for a wimp, but look at that icky cum you left on my toes!  Get down there and clean that up or else I’ll pop your shrunken dick like a zit!”  Little Ronnie quickly reverted to his cowardly self and did his utmost to lick every offending sperm from Larissa’s dainty toes.  She put bother her hands behind her head and smirked as she watched her little white stepdad do everything she and her pussy wanted.  “I do hope Mom and Don stay in Saigon a bit longer than they planned” Larissa thought.

Larissa watched as her stepfather scrubbed the main entranceway’s floor in his apron and nothing else on.  She found that his continued exposure and humiliation in front of her friends made him more and more docile and submissive to her every command.  He patiently painted her and her girlfriend’s toenails while withstanding a barrage of disparaging remarks about his infantile sexual equipment.  Some liked to play peekaboo with their big toe and his soft recessive cock head.  If he ever messed up a toenail or dripped paint onto clothing, furniture or carpet, a very efficient, brutal bare-assed spanking was given immediately by any of the girls.  Her stepdad’s ass almost always appeared red and raw every day and today was no different.

Suddenly a luxurious Cadillac Escalade pulled up to the curb in front of their house.  The back door opened and Don and Hazel emerged back from their international trip.  The driver popped open the trunk and difficultly pulled out 4 large pieces of luggage.  Hazel grabbed one and lifted it with Don lifting the other 3 with ease and walking to the foyer.  Ron stood up and bowed his head in welcome as Hazel dropped her bags and ran forward to hug her daughter.

“Oh Mom!  How glad I am seeing you come back.  You look like you’re about to burst.  You must be well into your third trimester.  Did Don and you find out what gender the baby is going to be?”

“Hi dear Larissa! We knew already he was going to be a boy, but the latest natal scans show that he inherited a large part of Uncle Don’s manliest feature.  The nurses were impressed that a white woman was capable of producing such a well hung fetus but they knew that Asian male traits often dominate those from the Caucasian side of the family tree.  I’ll show you the scans later!  I see you’ve been keeping your Daddy busy and there seems to be something different about him” as Hazel pinched his white and red bare butt cheek viciously.

“Oh yeah – Little Ronnie…errr stepdad, has been soooo sweet in keeping the house in order, cooking meals, taking us shopping, painting our toenails, handwashing our delicate panties, fluffing our boyfriend’s pee…I mean pillows and anything else we ask him to do.  We’ve only had to beat his fat ass a few dozen times in the past week or two.”

Hazel’s eyebrow went up as she said “Fluffing already?  I’m so proud of you and your friends!  I only wish I had known at your age what I, and seemingly you, know now.  Little white boys like your stepfather can be so helpful whenever you want them to be.”  They both tittered as they looked down at the lack of bulge behind the frilly pink apron.

In the background Don was talking to Ron and pointing to the luggage.  Ron stepped over to 2 of them and nearly tore his arms out of their shoulder sockets trying to lift them.  He gave up and grabbed a single suitcases handle and lifted it with both hands and staggered up the stairs as Don looked on below.  When he came back to tell Don he was done.  Don looked almost directly in his eyes and Ron glanced down to see if Don was wearing “elevator shoes”, but to Ron’s surprise it appeared he was wearing nearly flat flip flops.  Somehow Don had grown 3-4 inches taller in the month he and Hazel had gone to Saigon.  “Damn!  If he’s grown taller, I wonder if anything else has grown?” thought the worried husband.  About an hour later, his question was answered.

Hazel suggested that a family pool party welcome was in order and everyone changed into their bathing suits and met at the grill by the pool.  Hazel came out wearing her French cut bikini bottom that nearly disappeared into her grotesquely large camel toe and her 50 cent band aids on her now silver dollar sized areolae.  Larissa and her friends placed their hands on her distended belly and they felt kicks that nearly knocked their palms off Hazel’s stomach.  When Don came out, the Speedo banana hammock that used to hold him barely in appeared to be fighting a losing battle with his now baseball sized balls and a thick, veiny soft shaft that extended around his waist and popped out here and there in the amazingly overstretched material.

When Don got to Hazel, he pulled off one of her “pasties” and started suckling hard one of her 44FF milk sacks.  Hazel’s hot little hand reached down to his crouch and started tracing the outline of his Moby Dick.  The milk and her soft touch appeared to be too much and Don suddenly sprouted a true massive erection that RIPPPPED his Speedo to shreds.  The shaft and head stretched up past his sternum and his balls bounced up and down in their sudden freedom.  The girls all gasped in wonder and all gathered around to feel the monster penis and boobs in their midst – it was just too much for them to resist.  Meanwhile Ronnie sunk to his knees and looked up at all the hot pussies, massive mounds and huge cock and balls and pulled out his tiny dicklet to jack off uncontrollably.  He knew that (mother’s) milk was doing Don’s body good and was probably the reason for his second puberty growth spurt.  The gales of laughter that greeted his miniscule display made him even hotter and he came enough to wet his fingers and a couple of Don’s toe knuckles. 

This vulgar display of Omega male-hood angered Don and he forced his flesh cannon down to be perpendicular to his abdomen.  “You jacked off on me?  ME?!  How the fuck do you like being jacked on Dickless?!”  He aimed at Ron’s face and when his torrential orgasm occurred, Ron’s hair, face, chin, neck and upper torso were coated with what seemed the cum of 20 guys like a crazy bukkake scene. 

The ruckus got Hazel so worked up that she pushed Ron onto his back, removed her bikini bottom and engulfed his face with her canyon sized cunt.  She moved her bottom up and down his face and she smiled as she felt his ears enter her vagina.  Ron’s ear canals popped and he would hold his breath and gasp for air anytime he felt he could feel a cooler sensation on his face.  He also felt some hard drubbings on his forehead and the only thing it could have been was Don’s boy joining in on the fun and jacking his large 8-month old cock onto his father’s rival.  Meanwhile Larissa and her friends licked Don’s soft but 4 hand-large shaft and beneath his balls all the way past the taint to the anus.  He was threatening to telescope out again even though he had just blasted a couple of quarts of cum on Little Ronnie’s face.  The girls in the neighborhood were getting so much education for free from Larissa’s parents and lovers.

Finally, the magical Summer was nearly over.  Larissa, Emma, Tiffany, Chelsea, Kelli, and Amanda invited several young men over for a swim with them.  They told the guys to come without bathing suits – they had enough for everyone in the pool house.  When the guys arrived, they were greeted by the 6 lovely young ladies who were wearing bathing robes.  “You guys go in there and pick out your swim trunks and meet us out here.”

The boys went into the pool house and found a variety of swim trunks still in their packaging.  “What the fuck – I’m not wearing this,” groused Cody as he held up a Speedo-like bikini bottom.  “Me neither!” said Austin with a look of distaste on his face.  “Who do they think we are, faggots?!” asked Logan.

Chen clucked his tongue and said “These are the only kind of trunks I wear.  They are the most efficient at shedding water when I swim and control my manhood the best.”  Hung nodded, “That’s true – as long as they are sized appropriately.  I hate when they don’t fit right.  These may be made by an American company so be careful.”  Cody, Logan and Austin all looked at each other and started nudging each other in the ribs and giggling.

Jalen grabbed a very colorful one and said “Shit, I don’t care, motherfuckers.  I want to get out in that pool and check out those hot ass bitches!”  He kicked off his flops, pulled off his shirt and dropped trou almost immediately.  The white boys’ eyes bugged out as his thick, veiny dark snake dropped down along with his pants and nearly hit his knees.  “Sheet – we’ll see if this thong can hold my dong!”  He stepped into the trunks and brought them up carefully stuffing them every couple of inches he dragged them up his thighs.  The Lycra pouch of the trunk kept getting fuller and fuller, but it managed to contain Jalen’s python cock with only a bit of curly pubic hair showing between his navel and the material of the trunks.

Austin grabbed Cody and Logan at the elbows and turned them around while whispering “Do you see what the FUCK I see?!”  The blood drained from all their faces as they saw Hung and Chen repeat the same process in front of them.  Their big Asian cocks flopped out slapping their thighs and were uncut like Jalen’s and although not quite as long, they appeared to be thicker by a ½ inch or more.  Chen dragged his trunks up and while stuffing it into the pouch, his fat cock escaped his grip and slipped out down the leg hole and he laughed and reeled it back in saying “You have been a very disobedient dragon!”  Hung laughed as well as he hitched his trunks up to this fat cock and balls and said “These must be from Hong Kong – they fit us so well!  High quality and big enough.”

Hung, Chen and Jalen all looked at the white guys quizzically as they stood there with their mouths agape.  “Aren’t you going to join us?  Put on some swimsuits – those foxes are practically begging for it if these trunks are any indication!”

“Oh yeah, we just need to check something out.  We’ll join you guys in a minute!” said Logan.  “Yeah, yeah – I’m still looking for something that’s going to hold my big ol’ cock too!” Austin said with false braggadocio.  “Yeah – we need to find something that fits us too!” added Cody weakly.

“See you in a bit Ladies” smirked Jalen as he strode out.  Chen and Hung shrugged their shoulders and walked out as well.

“Did you see the fuckin’ HOSES on that nigger and those Chinks?  I expected the brother to be big, but fuck if I knew Chinamen were packing that much meat,” Cody exclaimed.

“Man – these guys must be aberrations or something!  I’ve never seen that much cock dangling down anywhere,” said Austin incredulously. 

“Do you guys want to go out there wearing these?” asked Logan while dubiously holding up another Speedo with a very deep pouch.

All of the sudden the pool house door swung open and the beautiful Larissa came in wearing her 2 spaghetti strings outfit.  “C’mon boys!  We need everyone to be outside soon so the fun can begin.”  Her fingers absently traced her pubic mound.  “Did you find anything that fits?”

“Well…I haven’t tried any of these on yet, but they look a bit too roomie for me…” confessed Austin.  Logan watched her fingers rapturously tracing the outlines of her vulva and said “Yeah, got anything snugger?”

Larissa giggled sweetly and pushed the boys aside.  She bent over and her pink sphincter winked at them mischievously as she dug out a few packages from Skinz that her mother had ordered for Ron.  “Try these sexy thongs on…Studs!”

She walked out being sure that they all got an eyeful of her undulating glutes and C-cups.  The boys hurriedly disrobed and pulled on the new swimwear with barely another thought on their minds except for the sexy girls wearing practically nothing and now they were wearing practically nothing as well!  The labels said things like “Micro-thong” or “Teardrop pouch g-string”.  They blinked as they looked at each other after dressing up.

“Man, these things look tiny!” cried Cody.

“I can’t believe how snug they are, but they sure make my junk stand out!” noted Logan.

Austin looked down and said “Maybe we should stuff something else in there to look bigger?”  They all agreed and they ran to the bathroom and grabbed a couple of tissues to enhance themselves.

“Boys – c’mon – you don’t want Chen, Jalen and Hung to have us all to themselves do you?”

The white boys walked out to the poolside and found the girls and the other guys standing around drinking beer and talking.  When they appeared, Kelli said “Oh my fucking Gawd!”  Chelsea did a spit take and all the girls turned away and tried to stifle their snickering and giggling.  “Sorry, we weren’t ready to see you guys in such brief briefs!” said Larissa.

“Say, I don’t think I want to stay here anymore” pouted Cody.  “Oh no, please don’t go!  We didn’t mean anything by it did we girls?”

“No” “No” “No way” “Sorry” were all quickly said.  Then Emma walked up to Cody and cupped his stuffed crouch and said “Please don’t take this Tiger away!”

Cody and his friends were slightly mollified by the girls’ sincere apologies and their frequent brushing up against their abdomens with their buns gently grinding into their laps.  Soon each boy was sprouting a bit of a pup tent.  Logan’s was the “largest” and his Skinz suit stuck out enough that some of the tissue paper was exposed unknowingly to him and the other guys.  The girls noticed but somehow managed to keep from laughing out loud although they all looked down and nodded as if they expected this type of chicanery.

Larissa cleared her throat and said “OK.  We’re all here and I want to lose my virginity before going back to school.  What about you girls?”

Each one looked up demurely, smiled and nodded vigorously.  “Notice there are six of us and six young men.  This was planned.  Now comes the part of who gets to pair up with whom.”

The guys all looked around and then high-fived each other.  “I knew these bitches were hot for cock!” remarked Jalen.  “Most fortunate day for me and my friend” announced Chen and Hung nodded in agreement.  “We’re finally going to pop our cherries!” yelled Cody.  “Yaaaay!” cheered Austin and Logan.

“We have to practice safe sex.  I don’t suppose you brought along any condoms?” queried Larissa.  “No, that’s OK, my Mom has a supply on hand and I doubt she’ll notice a few of them missing.  Chelsea can you go to my Mom and Dad’s room and grab that glass container on the table next to the bed?  Thanks!”

Chelsea nearly ran upstairs to fetch the treasure trove of love protection.  Larissa nodded and Kelli, Tiffany, Amanda and Emma all knelt down and started to pull down the swim trunks of the boys to get them prepared for the condoms.  The white boys’ tiny trunks peeled down easily and the tissue paper fell out accusingly in front of them.  Emma grabbed Logan and Cody and wiggled their dicklets like a woman shaking the salty water from the hot dogs she pulled from the wrapper.  Kelli grabbed Austin’s nibblet with her finger and thumb and tried to stroke it up to a law abiding size.  Surprisingly, they all felt like wet noodles even after a few minutes of stroking.  Emma even resorted to sticking her tongue out behind their balls and tickling their taints while lightly brushing her lips against the heads of their organs but they stiffened only slightly more than before.  Tiffany moved her bikini top and rubbed her nipples while licking her lips and looking up at the boys but that didn’t help much either!  Kelli said “I’m not sure these guys will get hard enough to wear condoms let alone penetrate us!”

Chelsea finally returned and she, Larissa and Amanda knelt in front of Hung, Chen and Jalen.  Their hands struggled mightily to free the massive mounds of man meat from the straining cloth that barely contained them.  When they finally swung free, they all ducked as these huge poles swung dangerously close to their face threatening to blacken an eye or break a nose.  The girls all cooed and made much over the foreskin that covered their plum sized heads never gotten to handle anything so manly before in their young lives.  Emma, Tiffany and Kelli watched in amazement as the puny pink peckers suddenly sprung to attention when Austin, Cody and Logan watched the other girls handling the trouser snakes of their betters.

“Put ‘em on girls!  It’s now or never.”

They each grabbed a condom and tore open the package.  They extracted the rubber material and placed it on the head of the cock in front of them.  They unrolled them to the best of their ability.  Sadly, the condoms hung off the white boy’s dicks like Shaquille O’Neal’s socks on Mugsy Bogue’s diminutive feet.  Amanda cried “These will never fucking stay on!  These little wimps might accidentally get us pregnant!  I’m not letting any of them climb on my ass!”  Emma flicked Logan’s little cock in derision and said, “If you aren’t this big, you can’t take this ride you loser!”

Cody knelt down and picked up the discarded wrappers.  “Trojan Magnum XL?!  Okamoto MEGA Big Boy?!  ONE The Legend?!  D-d-does your D-d-d-ad wear these?!!”

“Fucking NO!  Only my Mom’s lovers wear these.  I think she had to send off for some pre-adolescent condom from Switzerland when she let my Stepdad try to have sex with her once.”

Meanwhile, with some difficulty stretching them over Hung, Chen and Jalen’s gigantic dongs, they finally got them prepared for battle.  The girls in front of them had already started dripping in anticipation and they dutifully turned around and placed their asses in the air with their heads laying in the folds of their arms on the ground.  It didn’t take long and the 2 Asian boys and the black boy started laying pipe into their hungry vaginas like veteran pussy plumbers.  Amanda, Larissa and Chelsea felt the joys of real men pushing past their clits and hammering at the door of their uteruses with true POWER TOOLS!  The 3 white boys couldn’t help but jack themselves as they watched the destruction of the hot white girls in front of their weak wimpy bodies.  When the girls orgasmed they did as well and the overlarge condoms that were on their little crankshafts and fingers caught the watery droplets of semen in the half-filled reservoir tips.  Kelli, Emma and Tiffany had to finger bang each other while watching their sisters get the sexing they so wanted!

After Jalen, Hung and Chen came, they withdrew their slightly softening pricks from the stretched out pussy and peeled off their condoms with some difficulty.  They each let the filled condoms fall to the concrete floor by the pool and each slapped noisily and messily upon the surface.  Kelli, Emma and Tiffany all looked at the messy white liquid that spilled out of the now broken rubbers and pouted.  Chen chuckled and said, “If you blow us, we will get hard enough to fuck you too!”  That was all the encouragement they needed as they each crawled towards the 3 studs and grabbed their hefty hoses and licked and sucked them back to hardness.  3 more extra-large condoms were unrolled and their asses pointed to the sky as the shafts of steel penetrated them like hot knives in butter.  20-30 minutes later, all six girls were no longer virgins and extremely satisfied.  Austin, Logan and Cody just looked down at the huge wet spots on the concrete and whacked off into them with their pitiful ejaculate being swallowed like rain falling into a Great Lake.  They didn’t lose their virginity and now they believed their chances of doing so in high school just disappeared like their tiny swimmers in the puddles of cum left behind by Jalen, Hung and Chen.

Meanwhile, Hazel smiled as she looked at the scene below her bedroom window as Don plowed her ass so the baby would not be hurt and Ron licked Don’s balls and her anus and pussy in appreciation.  What a wonderful world!