Doug gets on his knees and slaves over Fiona's growing length...

Fiona's eyes rolled up slightly as she closed them. The giant girl seemed to be taking in a deep and purposeful breath. A shudder, a moan, a few more delicate threads popping apart, and the bulge of her thick cock leapt another inch upward. Doug almost jumped back as the hiding beast seemed to be reaching for him, hungry for his touch. And still it kept throbbing, lurching, growing ever bigger within its tightening confines. The small looked far up to see Fiona gazing down at him with intense longing, her eyes pleaded with him, her mouth open in breathless need.

The rug was soft beneath his knees as he lowered himself to them. The girl's large hands twitched at her side, unsure of where to go. She wanted to grab his head, cradle its smallness in her palm as she **** it onto her growing length. She wanted to grip her fat width, free it from a skirt and panties that felt too hot and too tight, feed it to his open and shocked mouth. But, Fiona was too scared, too timid, and too in love with a school girl's crush.

"I ... I don't know what ... what to do..."

Doug looked up, swallowing his own fears and apprehension. Fiona seemed even bigger from where he sat, looming over him like a goddess. But she still seemed so timid, unsure of how to use her great size as she shifted her weight back and forth between her large feet. Another tearing sound brought his attention to the bulge now inches in front of his face. He could feel the heat coming off it in waves, see the blood pumping into it, causing it to swell ever bigger and bigger. And he didn't know what to do either. But, he knew what he liked, he knew what made him feel good, and he knew that even though he had never done this with a girl before, Doug knew that he really wanted to.

"You ... you don't have to do anything ... I ... I got this."

The smaller boy swallowed again, this time taking his nervousness with it. His eyes were wide, excited about what he was about to see. Doug had sisters, he had seen a girl's cock before; felt inadequate compared to its size. Now, however, he was going to touch one, feel it, and it was just beyond the white skirt he was lifting up Fiona's smooth and slender thighs.

"I got this," he thought to himself, "I got this."

Fiona's skin was pale, but beautiful, the muscles of her thighs tense as she shuddered at his touch. Doug continued to lift the skirt higher, slower, as he came closer to the his goal. At mid-thigh, the smaller boy took note of the gap between them, the girl's wide hips and slight figure allowing them to be parted. He could see the back of the skirt behind them, feel Fiona shiver as she lost herself in the coming delights. And then there was the black lace of her panties.

They were an old pair, fitted for a much smaller girl, struggling to hold in the heavy bulk of a cock that was much too big for them when it was flaccid. But it wasn't flaccid, nor was it fully erect, but it overfilled the flimsy material, stretching its breaking point.

"Holy ... fuck!"

Trembling fingers almost dropped the hem of her skirt, but Doug caught himself as his wide eyes caught their first glimpse of her bulging sack. Fiona's bulbous testicles were flossed by a thin strip of cotton, smooth and full, they were held up tight against her upper thighs, each the size of a large egg. The girl's large penis throbbed again, testing its prison, and pulling on that flossing where it caused her tender balls to swell a bit more outward and the back of her panties to pull slightly between the muscular globes of her tender butt cheeks.

"Mmm," Fiona licked her lips, her face hidden from his view by a skirt now fully lifted up and away, "touch it."

Doug felt the material of her dress leave his fingers as she took the hem and tucked it into her belt. It exposed her flat stomach slightly, the trim muscles behind her quivering belly, and the excited look of lust on her face as she gazed at him so far below her between her legs. Fiona took in a deep breath. nibbling her lower lip, and commanding him to continue.

"TOUCH MY COCK!"

It was big.

More of her panties ripped, the flimsy, black lace rending apart to betray more and more of her dark, purple tinted flesh. The shaft was thick, as thick as Doug's wrist, and curved back in itself as it struggled to find the room it needed to grow to its full size. Fiona grunted, her stomach tensing into hardness, and the curve of it suddenly slipped free from the top waistband. It blossomed upward, a writhing snake relishing in its freedom. Veins laced across the length of it, marbling the tender flesh, but it still curved to disappear back into her tortured panties.

And it was big.

Hot to the touch, Doug finally gathered up the courage to reach for it. There was plenty of her shaft to grip, caress and hold, and Fiona moaned at the tender sensation. He found he couldn't wrap his whole hand around it, the girth too much to encompass with just one palm and set of fingers. And when he tried, she just moaned again and the whole of it lurched. With one final tear, one last sound of black cotton ripping, the head of her massive cock burst free from its confines. They fluttered down her long thighs far below to the floor as it bounced and reveled with its freedom.

And it was really big.

Fiona's penis was about as long as Doug's forearm, hot and smooth. There was a curve along the shaft, an angling downward as it dangled with its heavy weight, but that was quickly straightening out as her it trembled and flexed into its full size. It continued to rise up, pointing higher and higher, until the bulk of it was as straight as a ruler and as hard as steel. And despite its solid rigidity, Doug felt a give just beneath the surface that allowed him to gently massage and jerk Fiona's turgid meat.

And the tip was staring right at him.

Like a living thing in its right, the head of Fiona's cock pointed right at his face. The skin of it was lightly wrinkled one moment, then her heart would beat and the cock would bounce, causing the tip to throb outward to its full, tight mushroom shape that was as big as a lemon. Doug found that his mouth was watering, open slightly in shock, and Fiona grunted again just as the slit of her monster yawned open wide and a trickle of thick and sticky precum burbled out.

"Duh ... Doug, your ... shorts," her breathing was coming out in gasping breaths, "aren't you gonna..."

"I ... I don't think I'm ready for that," the smaller boy instinctively flexed his own butt cheeks, pinching his tender hole shut, before looking back forward at the aching shaft before him, "but I know you're ready for this."

He swallowed nervously, watching it bounce and tremble, trying to escape his grip. Another fresh spurt of precum issued forth from the tip, dripping down the undershaft where it soaked his finger, making her thick pole easier to jerk. Each time he pulled up on the solid pole, it lifted the heavy sack of her testicles, only to drop them down where they collided with her thighs with meaty slaps. The rest of Fiona's barely moved, she was too tall and too heavy to be pushed by the smaller boy. Doug couldn't pull her cock to him.

His eyes never leaving that purple headed tip, his fingers struggling to keep hold of that throbbing cock, Doug slowly began to part his lips wide and gently lean forward. He held his breath, closed his eyes, and began to feed Fiona's enormous penis into his waiting mouth.