Something record breaking and mind changing

When Sarah's fingers found their goal, her first thought was that there must have been some sort of mistake. There was no way she was feeling it right, she must have overshot his dick and now she was pulling his leg, like a bad joke. Splaying her fingers, she groped her way to the bottom of what she was feeling, like it was the stump of a tree amongst short, wiry, bushes.

With her thumb and index finger, she traced around, and around, and around, the base of the thing, until she realized with a start that the two digits were unable to meet at the other side. This had to be some sort of practical joke. Matt must have stuck a dildo down there before the party started to try and convince her he had a big dick. There was no way a virgin loser like him was secretly carrying a baseball bat sized cock.

His face so close to hers, Matt seemed to notice her confusion. “W-what is it? Is something wrong?” He asked, as if he didn’t know that he had strapped a sausage to his thigh for her to find instead of his actual puny prick.

“I-it’s nothing,” she muttered, taking her turn to be the flustered one for a change. With an unfamiliar blush creeping into her cheeks, she returned her attention to investigating the big mystery in his pants. If it was a prank, she was determined to not be caught out by it. So she tried to act normal, even as she could have sworn she felt the “dildo” throb.

With her hand still barely wrapped around it, she tugged at it’s base. A grunt from Matt and the fact it stayed attached suggested it was real, but she still couldn’t believe it. There had to be something she was missing, maybe his cock really was thick, but it only ran a couple of inches tall. Pulling her fingers back from their loose embrace of his girth, she ran two fingers down it’s length, following a thick vein down it’s shaft like she was following the course of a river.

With every inch traveled, her confusion only grew. If it was a fake phallus, it was the most realistic she had ever felt, and she had felt many more than the average girl. Not only that, but it just kept on going. This was no short and fat chode, the cock was just as impressively long as it was tall. She was almost up to her elbow in his boxers by the time her fingertips slipped over the edge of the foreskin to the tip, and she jumped again as she felt her fingers land in something warm and sticky.

Pulling her hand hastily away, she rubbed her fingertips together and realized that the moisture she was feeling was precum. Or at least, a very good approximation of it. There was no way the cock, that ran almost out the bottom end of Matts boxers, actually belonged to him. It had to be some sort of model or duplicate that he, John, and Nicole had used their nerd smarts to create.

"I’ve gotta get my mou- my head around this," Sarah thought, turning to face Matt again. Her wide eyed shock confused him, but when she sternly pressed an elegant finger to her crimson lips, he nodded and understood. Sparing one last glance around the room to ensure no one was looking, Sarah lifted the velvet blanket and tucked her red haired head inside.

Instantly, the bright lights of the living room were reduced to a muted twilight, as the sound of the others talking was muffled to the point of unintelligibility. With her head almost in his lap already, Sarah tucked both her thumbs into Matt's boxers and pulled them down, and down, and down. Even in the half-dark under the blanket, what she unveiled looked unreal. The shadow running down Matt's thigh was as thick as her wrist, and long enough to hang halfway to his knees.

Straining her eyes in the weak light, she tried to look for any flaws or imperfections in what she though must have been some strange fakery. There had to be a line of glue, or a stitch, or a wrapping of duct tape holding that ridiculously big fake-cock in place. Sarah couldn't believe she could have been so wrong about a dorky weirdo like Matt, she had to be missing something.

A sound somewhere between a gasp and a giggle escaped her full lips when Matt's thing twitched in his lap. Like Frankenstein's monster, it slowly rose up from it's lair, making her sparkling eyes go wider and wider. Even only in silhouette, standing as a shadowy monolith beneath the blanket, she could tell that it was the biggest cock she had ever seen. When her worshipful eyes traced up it's length one final time, she was sure of two things: it was undeniably huge, and undeniably real.

Just looking at it was making her drool.

Matt did his best to keep a straight face to the rest of the room as his beautiful crush inspected his cock. Even when his dick had gotten hard, and he had heard her make a strange squeak, he had done his best to maintain a blank expression. When he felt two pillowy lips wrap around his tip, however, his façade of normality had broken down. The only reason no one had heard the hiccup he had made as he felt a warm wetness engulf his dick was that the others were still distracted loudly discussing how exactly Nicole should offer to service her classmate.

If they had bothered to look over, they would have seen his eyes were practically crossed behind his heavy glasses, all while a shrouded from bobbed up and down in his lap. Lifting the edge of the velvet cloak up with shaking hands, he looked down to see his incomparable crush, with marble skin, red hued hair, and eyes of sparkling emerald, going to town on his throbbing cock. She held the thick base with both hands whilst eagerly lapping at it's swollen tip like it was the most delicious lollipop she had ever tasted.

The cocksucking was so engrossing that Sarah didn't even notice the blanket being lifted up, she just kept on running her skilled tongue around his helmet while her hands slid up and down his shaft. Without a word, Matt lowered the blanket again and went back to pretending that nothing was happening, unwilling to do anything that might break the blowjob-spell that had overcome Sarah.

All of this had gone unnoticed by Sarah. Matt's meat was so enticing that she had just had to give it a taste, and the taste was so good that it was all she could think about. It was strong and masculine, the opposite of Matt. The fact that such a wonderful piece of equipment was attached to a nerd like him still boggled her mind, and she could already feel her opinion on him shifting.

She still thought he was a creepy loser, but now she was starting to think maybe she could tolerate having him around. Maybe with just a bag and a ball gag he could become a decent partner. So long as no one on campus found out about it. The last thing her perfect reputation needed was rumors that she was fucking the most pathetic dork in town.

Her thoughts about how to turn Matt into her latest fuckbuddy without losing face were interrupted when she felt him tap twice on the back of her head. By reflex, she **** her mouth further down his cock, before realizing just who she was obeying. Matt had only had a big cock for ten minutes, and he was already telling her what to do. She knew she should have taken that big, thick, throbbing, thing out of her mouth and given him a piece of her mind, but she was already halfway down it's impressive length. Part of her wanted to see just how far down she could get on the biggest cock she'd ever seen.

Another three hurried taps pushed her to take three quarters of the mammoth thing, until her pride helped her to come to her senses. Not only was Matt hung, it seemed like he was already a selfish lover. That might have explained why he was single despite dragging around a dick that would have made a horse jealous. Sarah would have to teach him a lesson about that. She would only finish this blowjob for him, have a couple of quickies with him during the night, maybe one more deep-dicking in the morning, and then she would-

Five more knocks to the back of her skull cut off her thought, causing her to growl in irritation. "He's lucky he's too big for me to bite," she thought, only for that thought to make her knees weak as she purred around his cock like a kitten. "Oh fuck! He's too big for me to do anything but suckle on the tip and stroke him with both hands, like I'm a naïve virgin sucking my first dick in the janitor's closet all over again!"

This time, Sarah managed to push those slutty thoughts aside long enough to pull away from her new most prized possession and look up at Matt. "S-S-Sarah," he hissed, pulling back the blanket to glance down at her. Looking at his pale and pockmarked face and realizing just who she was doing this for made her feel embarrassed, but his meaty cock pulsing in her fingers made her feel good enough to not care.

"Shut up dumbass, or they'll hear us!" She replied, pressing a finger to her lips that were now slick with drool and precum. To her surprise, Matt didn't seem to be paying attention to her, instead he stared straight ahead with bug eyes. It was only when Sarah raised her head too that she realized why he was distracted.

As she peeked over the blanket, four pairs of shocked eyes stared back.

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