To the hot tub...

As Veronica led me to the back of her house, I deliberately stayed a step or two behind her, getting an exquisite view of her big juicy ass jiggling and her feminine hips swaying back and forth. Truthfully, it was difficult to make out anything but Veronica’s figure with the house being as dimly lit as it was at dusk.

Suddenly turning her head over her right shoulder, Veronica caught me staring at her bubble butt. Smiling to herself – and seemingly pleased with the effect her body was having on me - she stopped and faced me. “I just installed a new hot tub I was looking forward to trying out. Did you bring a bathing suit?”

Still hypnotized by Veronica’s fuck doll figure, I nodded my head while my eyes trailed down to meet the canyon of cleavage created by her colossal breasts. Saying Veronica’s tits were perfect was an understatement. Already oversized for her delicate frame, her massive melons were also faultlessly round and gravity-defying; the tiny top merely served to accentuate their considerable size, failing to completely cover the small pink areola crowning each breast. Regaining control I snapped my gaze to Veronica’s doe eyes, her face twisted with a devilish grin. In a somewhat disappointing tone, she mocked, “I was hoping you wouldn’t have one so I could see that fuck tool sooner than later.”

The joke was on her though. My swimsuit was a dark blue speedo that highlights my plum-sized seed makers and can’t contain my prick at its full ten-inch erect length. If I had ever met resistance with a Barbie I wanted to fuck back home, a hot tub was my ace in the hole, granting her unfettered access to my johnson…and before long my massive penis would be exploring and stretching all three of her holes to the max. But in Veronica’s case, I wanted to give her a nice, long tease, already knowing she was going to be impaled on my cock for the next two days. I also wanted to indulge in one of my fantasies.

My lips curled into a beaming smile. “You know…I really love it when you prance around in those ultra slutty micro bikinis. Try to squeeze those big tits into one of them and we’ll have a soak,” I said, grazing the back of my free hand over Veronica’s flawless chest.

“There’s a bathroom you can change in down here,” replied Veronica, pointing behind me. “Second door on your right. Give me a few minutes to decide what nasty little thing I’m going to wear for you, babe.”

Turning around I rushed into the bathroom, feeling for the light switch on the wall and flicking it on. I tore open my bag and searched frantically for my speedo. My clothes came flying off. I wanted to beat Veronica out to the hot tub so I could savor my all-time favorite look on a busty little minx: the moment she looks on my massive package bursting out of the confines of my swimsuit for the first time. Slipping it on, I swung my achingly hard cock up to accommodate the rest of my unit in the small garment, exposing a good four inches of my tumescence, which was now resting against my six-pack abs. I briefly admired my muscular form in the bathroom mirror; this little fuck doll Veronica was going to be -mine-.

I exited the bathroom and made my way to the back of the house where Veronica had left me. Relieved to find no sign of her, I leisurely strode out to the backyard of the house, brightly lit from the numerous florescent lights dotting the patio. A stone walkway, bordered by small shrubs on both sides of it, led down to a large in-ground pool and – farther back beneath a copse of trees – a bubbling hot tub. I started down toward the hot tub, spotting a couple bottles of hard liquor, a few glasses – some used, some unused – several towels, and a pair of four-inch cork heels around the circumference of the tub. I slowly submerged myself on the far side of the hot tub such that I was facing back towards Veronica’s house, pouring rum to the rim in two of the clean glasses.

After a few minutes of excruciatingly painful waiting, the patio doors slid open and Veronica stepped out. My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets as I took in her deliciously fit and curvy figure moving toward me. Veronica was wearing nothing but an infinitesimally tiny black slingshot bikini. The straps straining against her ballooning melons were no more than an inch in diameter, covering her nipples but little else. The slingshot dove down past her 20-inch waist to an extremely low-cut thong. Had Veronica’s pussy not been completely shaven, the majority of her pubic hair would be in plain sight. Perched on six-inch black leather heels, Veronica was a sight for sore cocks. As she approached the tub and offered me a view of her profile, I marveled at how Veronica’s tits and ass protruded from the rest of her tight body, testing the tensile strength of the slingshot’s material. My enormous purple cockhead throbbed against my abdomen, my willpower reaching its outer limits.

“How do you like this, babe? Slutty enough for you?” Veronica teased, noting the bewildered look on my face and turning fully around to give me a glimpse of the thong disappearing between her toned and firm ass cheeks.

Smirking, I returned, “I would have preferred something smaller. Care for a drink before we really start play time, hon?”

“I’d love one.” Kicking off her heels, Veronica lowered her voluptuous and barely-clothed body into the hot tub directly across from me. I held out the glass of rum to her and, as she reached for it, withdrew my hand such that she could only receive the glass while she was sitting directly adjacent to me. Teasing Veronica was enjoyable, but having already copped a momentary feel of her heavenly body, I was eager to get my hands all over her as soon as humanly possible. Veronica seized the glass from my hand, her fingers lingering on my own for a few seconds, while scooting over next to me.

With my right shoulder touching her left, I simultaneously lifted my rum in my left hand in toast to Veronica and slipped my right arm around her delicate shoulders, pulling her into my body slightly. I stared into Veronica’s eyes intently, then leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Here’s to you, Veronica, and your fuckable baby doll body that’s going to be drenched in my cum…all weekend long.”

I pulled back from Veronica, clinking her glass and throwing back the rum in one gulp. I was hoping the quick dose of **** would desensitize my prick and prolong the time until my first orgasm, fantasizing about covering Veronica in a thick sheet of my semen.

Surprisingly Veronica followed suit as I watched the rum drain from her glass past her inflated pink lips. Setting her glass down, she then turned and swung her right leg over my lap, straddling me and placing her hands on my wide, muscular chest for support. With a Cheshire cat grin widening across her face, Veronica gazed down on me, her round and luscious breasts mere inches from my lips. My hands instinctively grasped her thick ass and gave it a strong squeeze, enjoying the firm yet slightly yielding flesh.

Veronica slowly tilted her head down and confided, “Nick, baby, it’s been so long since I’ve been fucked by a real man. The only time I’ve gotten to play with this much cock was when two of the guys at my gym banged me senseless in the sauna back in June.” Her right hand gently glided down my chest to my ribcage while her fingernails lightly scraped my skin.

Veronica’s sexy eyes maintained unwavering contact, grinding her ample, athletic butt into my palms. She continued in a sharp whisper, “I’ve never been with as big of a well-hung stud as you, Nick…by the end of this weekend, I want you to have ruined me for every other pencil dick out there. My…tight…little…pussy…is –“

In one violent movement, I stood up pulling the entirety of Veronica’s 110-pound frame in my powerful hands. She wrapped my legs around my back, allowing me to balance her weight underneath my left arm. My right arm shot up behind Veronica’s neck as my fingers desperately searched for the taut string that somehow still kept the slingshot bikini glued to her body. On finding the end of the string securing the knot, I ripped the tail end, a loud snap ensuing as the material of Veronica’s slingshot finally broke, the remnants of the micro bikini clutched in my hand. I strode forward and set Veronica down on the ledge adjoining the hot tub. I tossed the bikini behind me and hoisted myself out, standing directly in front of Veronica, whose wet and naked form was scrambling on to her knees, eyelevel with my swollen package.

I gave the busty, fuck-hungry vixen a meager few seconds to admire the half of my enormous man root that was the prize her right hand had almost reached only seconds before. I threw down my speedo with a **** I didn’t think I could muster; my ten-inch monster sprung forward pointing directly at Veronica and my bloated ball sack thankfully hung low and freely.

Most girls expressed a mix of wonderment and, more frequently, trepidation when face-to-cock with me for the first time. But Veronica’s beautiful but slutty countenance reflected nothing but pure lust: dilated eyes staring unblinkingly at the huge, twitching tool and the constant wetting of her puffy, dick-sucking lips.

With Veronica paralyzed by the immense size of my package, I had to make a decision. Do I fondle, suck, and fuck her magnificent, dripping wet melons; or do I get Veronica to give me a long, sloppy blowjob…first?