2 weeks later

The day after John slept over Tiff’s dorm and they became an official couple, they had to leave school for the summer. Unfortunately they lived a couple states away and both were going to be busy with Summer internships. John was dying to see her again and was thankful when Tiff told him they could still see each other regularly because Tiff’s family had a lake house not too far from John’s. She was also finally old enough that she could go there on her own whenever she wanted. John and Tiff made a plan to meet there for a romantic weekend a couple of weeks after they went home for the Summer.

Two weeks since the start of Summer:

John arrived at his destination. As his car pulled into a long winding driveway, he saw the beautiful lake house Tiff described to him. It had to be a multi-million dollar home. Sitting on a pristine private lake. It had a long backyard that stretched to the lake, with a tennis court, a pool, a dock, and a red speedboat. Tiff never told him she came from money. In all honesty, the past couple of weeks they haven’t talked about much else outside of sex.

Since he left school and officially started dating Tiff, she basically kept him hard 70% of his day. Which definitely made the first week of his internship more difficult. That being said, he wouldn’t change a thing. Tiff had been sending him nudes consistently. Whether it’s nude photos from the bathroom at her own internship or full on videos of her masturbating and sucking her own cock from her bedroom. That morning he got a text from her reading “I can’t wait to see you today. I’m getting hard just thinking about it. Just in case you forgot how fucking monstrous this cock of mine is, let me remind you.” She followed up with a set of pictures comparing her cock to different objects. A water bottle, her forearm, and his personal favorite, two Pringles cans stacked together. All of which she was still both longer and thicker than.

Since the summer started John and Tiff talked on the phone every night. She had opened up about her sex life in ways she thought she never could. She told him about her ex. Why they got together in the first place and why they broke up. How even though he would let her fuck him, he was uncomfortable with her even talking about her cock. She told him how, for so long, she’s had this unyielding desire to just use it the way she wanted to without feeling like it’s something to be ashamed of. Especially when she was so turned on by it. Ever since her cock reached double digit inches, she loved how huge it was getting. The fact that she had this thing that she wasn’t supposed to have, and it was also significantly bigger than any guy’s she’s ever seen, felt so dirty to her. Like having it was naughty in its own right. She told him how she’d love to measure it and jerk off to how much bigger she was than guy’s she saw in porn. She would post pictures of it by itself online, just to see the comments. She loved seeing all the people in awe of it or thinking it was photoshopped. She would masturbate to the fantasy of her hard cock ripping through her yoga pants in class and jerking off in front of them. The fact that she could finally express herself this way with someone she was starting to fall in love with was an incredible weight off her chest.

John eventually made his way to her front door. He knocked a couple times and heard little footsteps running to open it. What he saw when she answered made his dick shoot up like a rocket.