"Oh god finally," I sighed.
I was in a studio apartment with a thirty year old stud and he was practically my height. Thanks to my parent's genetics I had finished out at six feet nine inches. He kissed my throat and was squeezing my 30 E boobs. I had fucked nine men-and I only used fucked when it wasn't good-and they all had dicks that were so small that they didn't even break my virginity. My big sister Jessie had the same problem her first time, but it had been getting ridiculous.
This one seemed to know what he was doing though, "Oh Will," I moaned when he slid his hand down my pants and past my panties. I kept myself nice and bare down there so I didn't have any problems with guys that got squeamish. I even kept an incredibly difficult work out regimen that kept my ass tight and my legs strong. I had read and practiced every kind of sex position so that when my first real time actually came it would be amazing. When he slid one of his large fingers inside of me I pulled his pants down and almost started crying. He was the size of my thumb,
"Looks like somebody exaggerated on their nine inches," I said.
"It said nine centimeters."
"Oh yes I'm sure that was by accident," I said thickly with sarcasm
"You know what forget it; your pussy is probably enormous anyway," he said getting redressed.
I buttoned my pants back up and slapped him hard across the face. Once I was dressed I walked out the door and down the steps of the complex until I reached my car. I knew it wasn't going to work the moment I saw him because I had had bigger inside of me and it didn't then. Then again the biggest I had ever had was like four inches so there really wasn't much to be said. Usually I went through with it anyway, but I guess I was just getting tired of being a slutty virgin.
I drove home crying the whole way. I still lived with mom and dad in their big house that kept me and my seventeen brothers and sisters. When I pulled up to the drive I turned off the engine and got out. I went into the front door and ran inside. It was like three in the morning so no one was awake; or so I thought. I ran into Michael in the front room.
"Hey sis what's wrong?" He asked.
"You don't want to know," I said planting my completely virgin body next to him.
I had never had real sex, butt sex, or given a blowjob to a real dick.
"Come on tell me."
I told my big brother of my sexual predicament and he sat there and listened to the whole thing without looking grossed out. Mind you we were both in our twenties and had jobs, but I thought he still might find it odd.
"Wow that really sucks Rose."
"If only it sucked, blew, or fucked; but it's just stupid."
He laughed, "That's one way of putting it," he said.
"Do you have any idea how ready I was for this; I have been on the DEPO shot for the last half year and have a full prescription of day after pills so they don't have to wear condoms; I know every possible sex position and have been in ballet and gymnastics for the last five years so they can all be possible. Every time I get ready I get so wet and horny that I'm ready to explode, but thanks to my bad luck my vaginal muscles are tighter than my rectum."
"Oh well that's nice to know," he said shifting his shorts.
For the one second he wasn't shifted yet I saw how big he was through his shorts. My eyes briefly opened wider than ever before, but then I regained my composure. I knew from tell that all my brothers had dicks of death, but I had never seen one of them erect before. Mostly when we went nudist in this house everyone was pretty platonic about it. I thought about having a real nine to ten inch dick stretching me out and ripping me open and lost my focus for a minute. I wonder if Michael was up for it . . . what was I thinking; how desperate was I? For a whole three seconds I checked him out like a man and not as my brother. My oh my what a man he was.
"God I getting wet right now," I muttered.
"What was that?"
"Can I sleep in your bed tonight since all my sister sisters are gone?"
"Sure just don't get up a lot it's getting late."
We walked up stairs and went into his room. I stripped naked out of the very little clothes I was wearing. Got into bed and watched him strip to his birthday suit. I gasped one silent gasp when I saw his Washington monument.
"Sorry, you were talking a lot," he said.
"It's okay; it's not like you can help it."
