A little help needed (Futa/Male - inflation)
Story by Klartnok
Hi all
Hope all are doing great. I was in the mood to write a bit of dirty thoughts that had been stuck in my mind. And a fair warning, I like them big and impossible - so that's in this story. ;)
A Little Help Needed
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I couldn’t believe I had agreed to this, but here I was, sitting on the bed next to my stepsister, who was lying on it. She was in her black half-torn t-shirt and with her old grey sweatpants slightly pulled down so her absolut bestial cock was free. It was standing straight up, like three coke cans stacked on each other. Her balls were hidden inside her pants and down between her thighs but if the outline spoke any truths, which I hoped they didn’t as that would be ridiculous, they bulged as a pair of large oranges. This was surreal beyond anything I could imagine.
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And it all started with a knock on the door to my room. I was visiting home after a couple of months of college. While I had been away my mum had invited her new boyfriend to live with us. I had only met him a couple of times, but he was a cool dude in my books. He worked as a building inspector and took his job seriously. But was otherwise a very relaxed man, enjoyed good food, dumb movies and made my mom happy. He had a daughter, Christie, who also moved into the house. We didn’t have all that much in common and she hung around in other social circles than mine. She was into punk, goth. tattoos and saying fuck a lot. And I was into studying, books and music. But we did get along the few times we met.
“Yes?” I replied to the knock, knowing it would be Christie as the only one else home. She opened the door and poked her head in, her black hair dangling over her shoulder. Her eyes always felt so small without the intense black makeup she usually wore.
“Alright.” She started, her head just poking past the door. “This will be fucking awkward.” She sighed.
“Oookay, what’s up?” I asked, putting my book down.
“Yeah, funny you say that.” She grinned sheepishly and didn’t move from behind the door.
“Soooo, Mike or Mandy, who I usually call upon, are on vacation. And Denise or last resort, Charlee, are also away.” She started telling me.
“Aha?” I said unsure on where this was going.
“Fuck, no good way to fucking approach this.” She hissed softly. “Okay, Dave? This is gonna be weird but don’t freak out.” She said and pushed the door the rest of the way open.
Unsure of what was supposed to happen, it actually took me a few blinks to actually take in, that spearing up from her sweatpants, was the most impossible big cock I had ever seen with the tip wrapped in a small towel that Christie was holding.
“Yeah, so. I got a cock. Obviously.” Christie quickly said but she was not embarrassed. “And its not fucking normal. I constantly want to cum and I constantly can cum. But the fucking problem is, and I don’t know why, thatI can’t cum by myself. I’ve tried the whole week while Mike and Mandy were gone. But it fucking won’t cum and I’m going insane. And now it won’t go down and hurts. So, fuck.” She grimaced before continuing. “Please help?” She looked at me, helpless and frustrated.
To say I was shocked, would be a mild understatement. I was dumbstruck. I was flabbergasted and any and all of the words in that area.
“How?” Was the only word I could muster? Not sure if I meant how she was sporting a giant cock or how she expected me to make her cum? Both..maybe?
She understood it as the latter. “You mean you will help? Fuck yeah! I know it’s fucking weird but thank you. I’m going out of my mind!” She walked over to my bed and sat down on the edge.
“I guess, you do what you normally do to yourself. Just jerk it off. No need to be fancy. I just need to get off.” She leaned back on the bed and removed the towel from her cock. It was soaked with precum that was leaking from the bright red head of her cock and sliding down its length, following direction from various veins that protruded sharply. Her cock was otherwise smooth and had only a small patch of hair below her belly button.
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So yeah, surreal. I put my book down next to me and just sat there. Staring at this scene that had just unfolded before me and just trying to process it. And process what I was supposed to do now. I mean - I knew it was wrong, in all kinds of ways. She was kind of my stepsister, and you just don’t request someone to make you cum and she had a cock! That was also cartoonishly gigantic!
But when she looked at me from the bed with pleading eyes, something in me, an odd empathetic connection, urged me to help.
So I went over to the bed and sat next to her. Her cock hadn’t stopped pumping out precum that was sliding in small rivlets down the length and darkening her pants. How could it be real, I thought to myself. But it was here right in front of me. So I reached out, with both hands as I already knew one hand wouldn’t even come close to properly work it.
As I grasped it
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