A Star Is 'porn'

For as long as I can remember I had always been a 'Big Boy' yet the knowledge of me being somewhat different from my peers prevented me from flaunting my considerable assets, and in fact I was quite self-conscious with regards to my unusual anatomical dimensions and always endeavored to keep my 'little' secret well hidden.

That is of course until the fateful night of my 18th birthday party, when I'm afraid I had drunk a little more than was good for me and was eventually helped upstairs by my Mom in a virtually semi-comatose state. She eventually got me on the bed and like any dutiful mother began to remove my clothes.

She had imbibed quite freely herself that night and her previous maternal inhibitions had somewhat deserted her.

I suppose that the sight of a near fourteen-inch semi-erect penis straining at the fabric of her son's shorts finally caused her to flip and when I finally came round at what I imagined to be the climax stage of a 'wet dream', it was to find mom gagging with half of my cock stuck down her throat, vainly attempting to swallow the copious flow of semen that was pumping from the bulbous head and failing miserably as it bubbled and dribbled from the side of her mouth in thick gooey grey-white tendrils.

I instinctively reached for her breasts which had partially slipped from her flimsy party bra'. It required little effort to free them completely and although she had just turned 39 her tits were as pert and firm as a woman half her age and I felt the hardened nipples grow under my lustful ministrations.

I think we both heard the partially suppressed girlish giggles at about the same time and I looked up from my nipple nuzzling to observe my two older sisters, Carol and Connie, now dressed in their provocative baby doll PJ's, gazing in awe and envy at the spectacle they were salaciously observing.

With some reluctance, mom freed her generous mouth from my still gently oozing cock but kept a firm hold on the pulsating shaft as if afraid that it would vanish if she let go.

A momentary flash of concern darkened her face on realizing that her daughters had caught her in such a compromising and incestual situation with their younger brother.

She grinned sheepishly; wiped the worst of the dripping cum from her face then offered up my cock to the now advancing duo as if she were serving them meat loaf at the dinner table.

Being dutiful daughters they accepted the invitation to taste the meaty delicacy with unrestrained alacrity. Pushing mom unceremoniously aside in their eagerness, Carol began to lick away the final traces of the thick semen that coated the swollen head of my penis, whilst rhythmically jacking at the fast hardening vein-studded shaft.

Connie meanwhile, with a combination of soft full lips and long slender fingers, was doing things with my balls that set my pulse racing and within moments I sensed the largest erection that I had ever experienced and my previously reddened glans had now turned to a deep shade of purple and throbbed ominously.

My two rather skinny-assed siblings had by now lost any inhibitions that they may have been harbouring and with total abandonment had cast aside their flimsy night wear and were rewarding my lascivious gaze with glimpses of their slender but well toned bodies.

Both had tits that were relatively small but perfectly shaped and topped with hard full nipples that had both the size and colouration of ripe morello cherries.

I was also visually rewarded by fleeting glimpses of shaven pubic regions that more clearly revealed full smooth but barely perceptible labial mounds that parenthesised the long straight slits of youthful vaginas, now becoming slick with beads of feminine juices and broken only by the fleshy prepuce that housed each precious clitoris.

As I reached out to caress first those young, firm and sensual breasts, my olfactory organs were invaded by the heady and musky odour of more mature feminine juices and I was somewhat surprised to see mom, now straddling my face and manoeuvring her equally delicious pussyy over my mouth.

It could have been the blueprint of either of her daughter's pussies except that her outer labia was more pronounced and the inner lips more voluminous, with the outer edges a much deeper shade of red. Her prepuce hood was also agape revealing a quite sizeable clit that was surely made for sucking.

As my tongue passed across this ostensibly female organ before sinking deep into the warm and inviting vaginal cavity, I felt mom shudder as if receiving an electric shock and suddenly my mouth was filled by hot juices that were literally spurting from deep within her and I realized then that the female orgasm was no fantasy and I quickly devoured the sweet translucent cum that were now propelled into my appreciative mouth. "Oh Danny -- I can't stand this any more," moaned mom softly in my ear.

"I know it's wrong but I must have that beautiful big dick inside me."

The girls sensed her overpowering desires and deferentially removed themselves from my cock, which immediately sprang to full attention. With somewhat improper haste, mom opened wide her shapely legs and lowered herself onto my gargantuan erection.

With surprising ease, which even made the girls gasp, a good ten-inch vanished inside the now gaping maw with nary a hint of resistance.

It was pretty obvious that she was no stranger to super sized willies and as I later learned my pop, who some ten years ago had run off with a pretty college sophomore, was no slouch in the dick department.

The next couple of inches demanded a little more effort on my part and I gently but firmly pulled her further onto me.

She gasped a little but bid me continue and so with a number of deep penetrating thrusts I was able to insert the full 14 inches.

She looked at me apprehensively and I nodded in anticipation of the unasked question that my cock was fully housed.

Slowly she gyrated her hips as if making further room for the fucking that was about to commence. The circular grinding gradually evolved to perpendicular oscillations that quickly gathered pace until my huge cock was pistoning in and out of mom's pussy at a frightening pace.

This erotic act was all to much for the girls who were now squealing in sexual excitement and frantically sought each others vaginas into which they were vigorously pumping multiple shaking fingers.

Having previously shot my first load of the night, the now frantic fucking was a little more sustainable and it took a good five minutes before I sensed the familiar tightening within my dangling scrotum.

"Oh! Mom, Mom, I think I'm going to come!" I hollered somewhat poetically. Mom was also now totally bereft of inhibitions and screamed in response,

"Shoot that sweet cum deep into my burning cunt Danny and then fuck me hard again in my asshole."

Now this request may have caused problems for older guys but when you've just turned 18 then the practicalities of such a demand become much more feasible.

In tandem with Mom's orgasm, I duly sprayed her stretched pussy with my hot seed and with somewhat undue haste withdrew my still fully erect cock, whilst mom obligingly assumed the 'doggy' position.

Eager to assist, Carol and Connie began to lubricate mom's anus with a combination of our slippery fluids. Eventually their lusty ministrations had opened the petal shaped orifice to the degree where my huge glans could partially penetrate. With a strange, demented look, mom now turned to me and demanded passionately,

"Now fuck my sweet ass Danny -- hard and deep."

Needing no further bidding I thrust that great head into the heart of mom's ass and geed on by the demented cries from my siblings I continued the savage thrusting until I had fully penetrated her.

This left, much to the delight of the girls, about four inches of cock protruding, which they rapidly seized upon with their hungry mouths.

The added stimulus stiffened my penis to a new elevation and as it slid in and out of that ever-expanding cavity, the sex-crazed duo slurped greedily at the thickly coated member.

After eventually depositing a further copious load of cum deep inside mom's asshole, the rest of that long eventful night was spent in performing a number of sexual exploits with mom and the girls, the latter being happy with just blow jobs, tit shags and fingering, especially after seeing the size of mom's poor asshole after my third invasion that fateful night. This happy turn of events continued for a further couple of years on a near nightly basis and mom, quite happily I must add, took the brunt of actual copulation.

Only once did I manage to persuade Connie to let me shag her but unfortunately her screams of protestation after taking little more than about 8 inches put the pair of them off any further attempts at 'brother fucking'.

I guess it was these regular sessions that stimulated further penile growth and by my 20th birthday the size of my cock equalled my age. Fortunately I then appeared to stop growing. I suppose this happy state of affairs could have continued indefinitely and undoubtedly would have until that fateful day I met Jenny.

Jenny was all that any man could desire, including the fact that she was a virgin. Her family belonged to one of those bizarre sects who steadfastly believed that sex outside marriage was strictly taboo, so due to her authoritarian upbringing our courting period consisted of much gentle kissing; the occasional feel of a bra' constrained tit and just once a furtive glimpse of a heavenly pussy that I stole when she had fallen asleep once while watching TV.

However, her beauty was such that I believed that anything more than 'kissy feely' was worth waiting for, besides I still had access to a trio of opportunities through which I could vent my sexual frustrations - and boy! Did I take advantage.

The day we married was quite eventful but not perhaps in the way you would have imagined. Mom and the girls broke into fits of uncontrollable sobbing when I said 'I do' and I can't for the life of me imagine why.

Jenny's father was also quietly sobbing, which was also out of character as he always appeared to be a rather jolly chap but had been strangely silent and subdued since we had earlier occupied adjacent urinals before entering the church.

But all of this paled into insignificance compared with Jenny's strange behaviour when we were finally alone in the bridal suite.

She coyly requested that I retire to the bathroom while she readied herself for consummation of our sacred vows. After what appeared to be an interminable period, a husky voice summoned me to perform my husbandly duty.

In eager anticipation I also had prepared myself and with thoughts of my gorgeous virgin bride I had coaxed my cock into the longest and hardest erection since I had first shagged mom.

Wearing nothing but a smile I strode manfully into the boudoir and was met by this heavenly creature sprawled provocatively on the satin sheets of the king-sized bed.

Her sensuous lips slightly parted; breasts, the colour of alabaster, stood firm and proud and her legs wide open and drawn up at the knees framed probably the most perfectly proportioned pussy that I was ever likely to see.

The lighting was somewhat subdued and not until I was virtually by her side did Jenny catch sight of what I was holding. The first look on her face was quizzical; the second unbelieving and the third -- terror stricken.

You see Jenny's only experience of the male appendage had been from books -- you know the ones -- diagrams of a flaccid penis about three or four inches long and this of course was what she had been expecting.

To be now faced by a man whose fingers hardy met as he two-handedly grasped this totally unfamiliar length of hard pulsating flesh, longer and as thick as her own forearm, was just to much for her innocent mind to comprehend.

With a scream of abject terror, she flew from the room, totally naked and sad to relate, he never saw her again. The marriage was quickly annulled and the last Danny heard of his bride was, that after months of counselling, she had finally retreated to a convent.

Of course this had a dramatic affect on Danny and after much soul-searching he arrived at the conclusion that his manhood was far to extensive and bulky for the average woman to take and from that day forth he vowed that all future sexual gratification would be self-administered.

He eventually moved away from the area and rented a little 'condo' by the sea. True to his believes he spent the next twenty years or so in virtual solitude -- certainly well away from the female of the species and occupied his time doing a little fishing a little beachcombing, but lots of hard wanking sessions!

STARSHINE

Danny reached the secluded little shelter facing the sea, surrounded by a variety of neglected shrubs and overgrown bushes. As usual the area was deserted.

"Don't know what possessed City Hall to put it up" Danny mused to himself.

"I don't think anyone but me uses it."

However he was grateful for the seclusion as it allowed him to sit quietly and muse without fear of interruption or disturbance. It was also a the perfect setting for his many alfresco masturbation session.

If this sounds crude, well it's not really meant to be. Danny was a normal (normal?) red-blooded man, blessed (or cursed) with an exceptionally high libido plus an extremely large cock, and although he was fast approaching his fortieth year, he still had triple the sexual cravings of a man half his age.

As you may recall, Danny had vowed to exclude women from his life and had sought sexual fulfilment in his his regular bouts of steamy self-gratification sessions.

These were carried out mainly in the privacy of his tiny condo, where surrounded by a stack of very explicit porno mags, he would pull on his enormous member until the blessed relief of ejaculation was upon him.

Age had not appeared to have lessened his ardour and it was not unusual at times of acute arousal for him to have 'Flogged the Bishop' a dozen times or more during a 24 hour spell, which often included unbroken continuity of four or more copious comings of thick creamy semen.

It truly amazed him as to how his body could continue to produce such profuse amounts of spunk regardless of the number of times he called on his tool and testicles to spew forth his seed.

In fact he was rather proud of his prowess and reckoned that if such events could be included in the ' Guinness Book Of Records' he would win hands up and down.

I may have done Danny an injustice when I described his cock as being 'enormous'. On reflection I would have to say that it was truly colossal. He was one of the few men that I know that could actually give himself a 'blow job'.

At first it had disturbed his conscience that he should actually enjoy sucking his own penis but that had been long ago and the moral self outrage that once haunted had been replaced by the sheer joy of 'blowing his lot' directly into his own mouth and savouring the sweet yet salty semen as it trickled down his throat.

Besides this indulgence saved him the bother of cleaning up the sticky puddles that regularly splattered on the floor and against the heavily stained walls of his flat that, despite his best efforts, always smelled pungently yet erotically of stale semen.

However, in an effort to inject even more variety into his multitudinous masturbations, he would, every Monday, rail hail or shine, don his trusty trench coat; stuff a few of the lewder mags into the deep pockets and walk the mile or so to his deserted sea-view shelter.

There he would find an appropriate page, reach through a conveniently prepared opening in one of the many pockets, unzip his fly and allow his cock to dangle, discreetly concealed by his voluminous coat.

He would then spend the next couple of hours or so tugging remorselessly at his apparently insatiable penis. He had often thought that his prick was the real master in the relationship and was never content until it felt the bony hands of its servant sliding vigorously along its inflexible length.

Often during these outdoor sessions he would imagine a well-stacked female joining him on the little bench and begging him to let her suck his 'stiffy' before imploring him to stuff it hard into her starved little pussy.

Of course nothing ever came of these erotic ramblings except that when his imagination really ran riot, the eventual 'coming' would promote total and complete satisfaction as it splattered on the floor between his feet.

Danny felt that today would be such a day as he settled himself on the wooden slats that formed the seat. He had found a particularly juicy page in his latest publication that revealed a beautifully formed vagina with the fingers of the owner gently parting the outer labia to reveal one of the juiciest inner cunts that he had ever cast his lecherous eyes on.

He impatiently dug his exited hand into the bottomless pocket, tore open his fly and allowed the expectant cock its freedom. Expertly he ran his fingers across the huge bell-end, forcing the tight foreskin back beyond the steel-hard rim. He then, and with years of expertise behind him, slid his large bony hand along its impressive and growing length.

It still gave him a thrill when he explored the full length of his cock and although he was a man of medium height and stature, the size of his 'willie' was something he could hardly get his head (or for that matter, his hand) round.

He tugged on and was well on the way to the first 'liberation' of the day when he heard a suppressed giggling coming from a large laurel bush about seven or eight metres from the shelter.

Somewhat alarmed by the sudden and unexpected noise, he immediately loosened the tight hold he had on his dick but due to its immense proportions and rigidity, he could not get it back into his trousers but was content to know that it would be hidden from prying eyes by his long trench coat.

"Who's there?" He called out somewhat apprehensively.

The reply came in the form of further giggles and he guessed that they issued from at least three owners.

"Come on out!" He cried hesitantly as he ascertained correctly that they were female giggles.

Somewhat sheepishly, four teenage girls, he guessed about 18 years old, emerged from their place of concealment and timidly made there way over to where Tom sat rather uncomfortably, desperately praying that his 'tackle' was out of the sight of such apparent innocent eyes.

The four young ladies, he later learned, where on a field trip from the local university and were supposedly looking for evidence of global warming on the nearby salt water marshland but had obviously tired of the task and were seeking further less boring adventures.

The four were similarly dressed in trim white blouses and skirts that were certainly on the skimpy side of short. As if in agreement he felt the now semi-erect 'cock-meister' beneath his coat twitch at the sight of such well-toned and shapely legs.

"Shouldn't you young ladies be elsewhere?" Danny inquired of the lithesome quartet.

"The tide's coming in," responded the tallest of the girls, a smile playing round her full yet cherubic shaped lips.

Danny guessed that this was probably a 'porky' and that they were actually bunking off for the day, But hey! He wasn't about to complain, a sentiment shared by a now rising penis-pal who was anticipating some unplanned though most welcome third-party action.

"Got any ciggies?" said the girl, now growing in confidence as she sat down beside him.

"The name's Danny," he answered, "and yes I have got some 'ciggies' and if you tell me your names, well I might just give you one."