"Blake," she called, "Can you give me and Cal some alone time?" Blake nodded and trotted off, still naked and bouncing his sizeable boy ass. "He's got a pretty great butt, doesn't he?" Sandy asked, turned her head back to me, "But how is it you fucking have gay sex with him before me? Like Jesus Cal I knew you were bi but I tried to lay the moves on you too many times to count now." Sandy was always close to me when we were hanging out. We were considered the outsiders at school. We would always show up with some new video game or watch a cult movie on Friday nights as opposed to going to football games or hangout spots like the mall, but I never thought of Sandy as anything more than a friend. "You thought of me that way?" I asked. Sandy just let her long tongue unfurl and expressed, "Uh, duuuuuuuuuuuh! How could you not tell?" I blushed, "Well, uh, I don't know. I just-" Sandy got up close to me and shushed me. "I want you to stop talking and kiss me already."
I couldn't disobey. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her. She returned the favor, starting to push her long tongue into my mouth. Slowly the kisses became more passionate. Her tongue explored every crevice of my mouth that was open. Before long she was caressing all over my body, from my chest, to my ass, and eventually to my dick. She started to undo my pants, leaving me only with the briefs I had on. "Hold on a sec," she said, instructing me to stop, "I've got an idea."
Reaching for the growth cream, she pulled the band of my underwear forward. Popping the cap off, she squirted a large amount of the ointment on my cock and rubbed it in. I immediately felt a heat in my loin, "Sandy, this feels really hot."
Slowly, I felt my cock start to grow. Through my briefs the bulge started to snake around, extending from my crotch to the side of my waist. It looked like I was trying to hide an italian sausage. Sandy purred in delight, "Let's take a look at the progress," as she pulled my briefs down. She inched down the briefs lower and lower down my leg until the large cockhead finally revealed itself. I gasped. My cock must've been 7 inches long, and it was completely soft! "Don't get too ahead of yourself captain," Sandy mused, "It's not over yet." She was right, I could still feel the heat coursing through the veins of the organ I had hanging between my legs.
It continued its growth downwards. 7 and a half inches...8 inches...8 and a half inches...and finally stopped. The girth of this thing was crazy, I could barely get my hands around it! And neither could Sandy. "Wooooow," she purred, impressed at her handwork, "You sure have grown." She slowly pumped my monster up and down. "Does it get any bigger?" she asked coyly. She lifted the cockhead to her mouth and kissed the tip. I could feel the blood starting to pump. She took the head in deeper and deeper, getting about 4 inches into her mouth. I was at half-mast, no idea how large. I was lost in the pleasure.
I felt a weird wetness on my cock, only to look down and see Sandy's tongue coiled around my meat. She was jerking me off with her tongue! Holy shit this was weird, but equally sexy. Finally, my cock had hit its limit, standing as hard as could be. She pulled away to reach into her bag, pulling out a tape measure. "Let's see how big I've made you..." she said, lovingly stroking my cock. She moved her hand to the base, holding onto the start of the tape measure, unraveling until it reached the end of my monumental dong. "....13.5 inches," she announced. "Holy shit," I moaned between her strokes. She moved the tape to the middle of my cock and made a ring. "...and 8 inches around," she revealed, "I think you might be a little bigger than the average pornstar Cal." I chuckled, "You think?"
"Yeah," she smirked, "But I'm not done yet."
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