We got the bus back to Charlie's place and chilled out for a while. We giggled and chatted the whole way, feeling like teenagers in love rather than the colleagues who had become intense fuck buddies in the few, short days previous. She kept bumping against me, making her breasts press against my arm and she touched my thigh, close to my bulge. I saw men checking her out and I noticed a few women look at me too. I didn't think I was looking that good but I guess all the fucking was like a gym for us and the hormones and endorphins were having an effect. By the time we got back to her place, we were close to tearing the clothes off each other. There was nobody home when we got there and for some unknown reason, we didn't actually fuck each other's brains out there and then. Charlie made us cups of tea and we watched some TV. We sat side by side on the couch, sipping our drinks. I could feel my flaccid cock getting semi-hard around her and I really got the impression she wanted to have sex. I was still wearing my track pants and hoodie and she was wearing her leggings and a hoody too. Charlie had her legs crossed at the knee and bounced her grounded foot. This caused her breasts to jiggle slightly under her clothes. I could tell she was antsy and squirming. She wanted to fuck but we were being responsible and adult. Though I have to say, I could practically smell how wet her pussy was.
"Urgh, it's too warm in here," she said as she leaned forward, put her cup down on the coffee table and whipped off her hoody. I couldn't help but ogle at her growing breasts. She looked at me out of the corner of her eye and smirked.
"Do you think we should talk?" I asked, a real sense of trepidation growing within me.
"What do you want to talk about?" she said, turning her whole body to face me, her smile on full beam. Her breasts were stretching the material of her t-shirt. I couldn't take my eyes off them and I couldn't stop thinking about them.
"Well, the changes we're going through!" I said nodding at her boobs and at my crotch.
"Take it out and we'll chat!" she said, her voice light and playful. I saw her nipples poking through her t-shirt.
"Take my dick out?!" I said, not really believing her.
"Yeah, flop that bad boy out! I just want to hold it in my hand while it's soft, you know?"
"It won't be soft for long if you're holding it!" I joked in reply.
"Well, if something pops up we're going to have to deal with that, aren't we?!" she said as I felt my dick plump up. "Besides, we've gotten to know each other-"
"Who, you and my cock?!" I interrupted her. She elbowed me in the ribs.
"Well, now that you say it, yes!" she stuck out her tongue at me, "So! Out with it!" she ordered lunging at my crotch. I pushed her away laughing.
"Ok, ok!" I mock-protested. I eased my hand under the elastic band of the track pants, took hold of my semi-erect cock, pulled it up while pushing the band down. I let go of it and it flopped heavily onto the crotch of my pants. Charlie cooed suggestively as she reached over and took hold of it at the middle of the shaft. She lifted it and squeezed it.
"It's so heavy, even when it's soft!" she said, still excited by it. "Do you mind if I suck it?" she looked up at me with big eyes. She asked the question so innocently it took me a second to process what she said. I was getting to like it when she asked!
"Sure!" I answered. I mean, what else was I going to say!
"I don't want to make you come or anything, I just want to mess around!" she said as she opened her mouth wide open. She engulfed my cockhead and sucked on it hard. She let it ease out of her mouth. "What's it like having such a big cock, Greg?" Again, she sounded innocent while talking about a sexual subject.
"Well, I mean, it's ok!" I answered, unsure of where the conversation was going. Charlie slid off the couch and positioned herself between my knees. She took my cock in her hand again and examined it. It was getting harder by the second. She stroked it.
"Awww, it's getting hard!" she pouted. "I kinda want it to stay soft!"
"Ok, well, hang on, I'll try to control it!"
"Can you do that?" she asked, sounding surprised.
I said as I closed my eyes and lay my head back. I tried to control my breathing and focus on less sexy things other than my busty boss stroking my cock and asking what it was like being hung.
"Yay, it's getting soft again!" she said as I lost my erection. First time a woman was happy that I lost my stiffy! "So, what's it like being so big?"
I tried to recall different experiences growing up with a tail between my legs.
"Well, I got bullied about it in school. I went to an all-boys school, so I was made fun of in the changing rooms. The rumour went around that I was big so a lot of older boys beat me up. But then the women in the girl's school heard about it so I got invited to parties," I drifted off to the memory of a party where I was cornered by older girls and ordered to take it out. "One time, a group of about four or five girls, wait, it was definitely five, told me they heard I was big and they told me to take it out. I wasn't sure but they said if I didn't they'd throw me out of the party. I wanted to impress them so I took it out then they told me to get hard. So, there I am, wanking in front of these five women who were all older than me. You can understand why I was a bit reluctant to do it in front of you on Friday," I stopped talking, giving myself a breather.
"I can imagine!" Charlie said sympathetically. "But I can totally understand where these women are coming from! What else happened with your big cock. And I want you to stay soft, ok?"
"Why?! I really want to get hard, it's bloody difficult staying soft when you're doing that and talking about my dick!"
"I want you to control it!" she explained, "So you can get hard and soft whenever you want. Or whenever you're told!" I didn't fully follow what she meant but I went along with it. "So, tell me something else about growing up with your cock being so huge!"
"I wasn't always this big, you know?" I protested.
"Yeah, but you were always bigger than normal?"
"I prefer bigger than average, but yeah!"
"Ok, so go on, tell me!"
"Well, one of the girls that watched me wank-"
"Did you come?"
"What?"
"Did you shoot your load when you were wanking it in front of those women?" she clarified.
"I'm getting to that!" I said, exasperated.
"Ok, ok!" she said, stroking my soft shaft in her cool hands. I felt her lick at my cockhead. "But don't get hard!"
"Fine!" I huffed. "So anyway, one of the women who was watching me wank said she wanted to see me come! She was the shortest one and a bit on the chubby side but she had this ineffable sexiness to her. So, she grabbed me by the cock and dragged me to the bathroom. Now, you can imagine six people-"
"I thought you said it was five?" Charlie interrupted.
"Eh, I was there too! Five plus me is...?" I answered cheekily. She lifted my shaft and licked the underside. It was so pleasurable I felt my dick get harder just from that action alone.
"Naughty boy! Continue!"
"So, there I am, in this bathroom, stroking my cock as these five women all stare at me. Now I hadn't even had a handjob or a blowjob before this. I had felt boobs but that was it. But then the thought hit me. They were there to see me. They were looking at me, talking about how big my cock was. I had a modicum of control here! I asked Claudine, the sexy chubby one to take off her top. I chose her because, like I said, she had this air about her. I didn't think she'd say no and besides, she was the one who had grabbed me. Hey, that means she was the first woman to ever touch my dick! I just thought of that! My throat was dry as fuck and they have to have known how nervous I was asking that question but she did it! She took off her top to reveal this black bra that was clearly too small for her boobs. The girls cheered and one of the ones sitting on the edge of the bath grabbed them and shook them."