Cal-Man

This chapter originally written by BiBiComte, minor edits by Samus1001

Caleb grinned and offered a cheesy thumbs-up as he testily probed the inside of his daughter's vagina. "Sure can do, mister!"

To prove it, he let the cracks in the air, of skin meeting firm flesh, speak for themselves.

"Sure,"

Thrust!

"can,"

Plam!

"do!"

"Ohhhohoh," cried the girl, who barely seemed his age. A laugh exited her lips. "Dad! My vagina... my vagina is being stretched!" Her eyes twinkled. "I can feel it!"

O-ho-ho shhiiiiit! Virgin pussy!

He was nailing virgin pussy, 'cause hell yeah he was!!

Splitting the older Hispanic's face was the kinda grin you put on posters. "Yes, yes it is, mija!" Like, a wall poster. "Isn't it great? Your first time... with this hombre here!" Walls in living rooms, where everyone can pass with their eyes, offer a brief smile at, then proceed on, maybe.

"Good for you, my angel." Next to her, her mother nuzzled her nose and kissed her forehead, the younger girl responding with a reciprocal, giggly gesture. While he banged her daughter's pussy open.

What was this, cub cosplay?

Two women with asses on display for him, two enthusiastic wanna-be recipients of this magic staff that were squealing over it like they were winning the daily scratcher. This was Caleb's kind of rodeo. A very horny one. The mom masturbating as he screwed her apparently virgin girl, drilling in and out, was one thing. Seeing some other moms and aunts and daughters doing the same as they covertly (and in other cases, not-so-covertly) spectated was absolutely unreal. This was, what? A guy's craziest pervert fantasy ever, no? To have a bunch of ladies at your beck and call? Awaiting the plunge of your big damn dick, quietly and patiently, with complete acceptance of your sexual, dominant luster?

"Ohhhh, ohhhhh, oooooh," groaned the Hispanic minx underneath him. She had her back arched as she held onto the top of her seat, the creaks of their sexual escapade littering the soundscape as music ramped up behind them.

Riight. There was a movie going on.

Just as he was about to face backward to try and see Jake Gyllenhaal in his Mysterio garb, a brush against his backside disrupted him.

"Sorry about that," laughed the mother of his fuck-ee, as he whipped his head back to reality, "was just grabbing Arielli's phone. She asked if I could film this, since this is her first time doing it with you." With a wink, she twisted said device up and presumably began to film the sexual violation of her daughter by Caleb Anders, stretcher of women himself.

"M-mom, does this mean," panted the girl, aka Arielli, "does this mean that if I get pregnant..."

"Shhh sh shhh, we'll worry about that later," 'ol mom patted Arielli's shoulder while Caleb groped the Mexican MILF's fleshy buttock, because it was there, and it was naked, and it looked so good like that. "Right now, just smile for the camera!"

On the other side, the dad was saying something about already having to pay child support or something, when Arielli suddenly buckled. With a shudder, she grasped the top of the seat, hard. "Ooooof!"

"Oh," gasped her mother, in slight concern, "you're peeking some red." As she spoke, she grabbed the girl's arm reassuringly. "It'll be okay, angel, it'll be okay."

"Mmph!" Arielli, as darling as she was, took her broken hymen like a champ. Meanwhile, Caleb was so busy enjoying the fucking he barely seemed to notice.

Sex in the dark wasn't exactly the place or time to find Waldo, alright?

"M-mom," through both moan and wince, Arielli hummed, "can you put the vid and pic up on my Instagram?"

After an obligatory 'awh', her mom kissed her on the temple and rubbed her shoulder comfortingly. "After seeing my strong little girl like this? How can't I? Besides," she winked, "I already am."

SMACK!

Caleb was being driven to the brink but held off, slapping the lovely ass of his new fuck with aplomb as he delved deeper and deeper into her throbbing funnel.

Too good--

This was just too fucking good!

Jake Gyllenhaal? Pfft.

This beat being famous any day!

"Ooh!"

"What?"

A chuckle and a spicy grin, like sprinkles on top.

Even better. "Okay, what?" adjusted the legs of the other end of this enlightening dialogue.

The other girl, a boyishly cute sort, with short dark brown hair, looked up, then back down. "Check this out, Gabriella."

In a garage lounged a trio of sorts. One fellow in biker attire was taking a hit out of a bong on the couch. The other two girls quietly engaged on their electronic devices. Half of them was on a laptop on a small circle table. The other was splayed out on the opposing sofa tapping away on her phone. The former turned her laptop screen for the latter to see as she sat up to take a clearer look.

"Arielli posted this on her Instagram like two minutes ago. Who woulda thought that she'd get stretched her first time." Snicker. "And at the Spider-Man movie with her parents, too!" Sigh. "Jeealous."

"Yeah, no kidding." Gabriella had to admit, Arielli was one of those people she never could imagine getting a dicking, but hey, at the movies....

Wait a minute.

Narrowing her eyes, Gabriella approached the laptop with renewed interest.

"What is it?" Her friend tapped the table impishly. "Going gay for her ass?"

"Knock it off." Out of whim, Gabriella played the video, and when the frame was lit up, she snapped a finger. "Ohmigod. I knew it."

"What?"

"It's him!"

"What, Gabriella? I see why that's annoying now," she said the second part to her shoulder.

"That's..."

Sophie nearly dropped her phone in part-surprise, part-amusement, part-arousal, her eyes blinking at her screen.

Nope. Pulling up the pic he'd sent her via SMS earlier, there was no doubting it.

That was Caleb Anders' clit-ready dick in some random girl's pussy, at the theater!

"Shoot," she bit her lip, then quickly, self-consciously shook her head. She should be congratulating her. Sure, she'd like to be in that girl's shoes. But that didn't mean she should be making it about her. Right now, someone else was getting to feel Caleb's BFG, and that?

That was a blessing all women would be lucky to have thrust into them.

Not that she would know -- (deep breath) -- but she knew Caleb like an old friend. For Pete's sake, she and him, they'd probably ace those little 'How Well Do You Know X' trivia games like she'd ace a cartography class on the back of her hand. And so that meant she pretty much knew his dick like her own vagina. He only sent her a picture of it, but from that pic alone, she could tell; he was born to be a Stretcher of Women.

Ahem. Relaxing her tightly squeezing thighs, she cleared her throat and returned her attention to her phone as she took another drink of her coffee, surrounded by the spacious vacancy of her house's lushly accessorized living room.

It -- the video -- had been posted on what she assumed to be the girl's twitter account, and quickly blew up.

Funny, that -- she, Arielli Mendoza, was actually quite popular among her peers; apparently she was like a student council vice president or something? And was also a very good singer, from a quick skim of her tweet history and media shares.

So she surely had a sizable following. It looked like she was a friendly gal who got along with others naturally. If Sophie had to guess.

But that wasn't the only reason why this thing blew up. Effectively, it was how it got the initial exposure; but the reason it was gaining traction?

"HA!! Dis guy was just fucking a Youtuber, now he's already going after random high schoolers!"

"Fuuuck that's the guy from that Youtube vid that's been trending!"

"His dick really IS that huge... I'd let 'im stretch my hole!"

"Banging how many chicks in a day now?"

"lmao wasn't he just having an orgy? guy's a real alpha"

That hotshot YouTube orgy he did with his family earlier had been making genuine waves. Families, loners, Republicans and Democrats and Russians, they were all enjoying it, getting some decent climaxes from seeing the strangely (yet also, not so strangely) magnetic and charming Caleb banging these girls in the face of his father's much more inferior seeming feather dick. And also, **** was just an instant, automatic stairway to hetero heaven, so, getting some real cases of it in there was something truly else.

Not everybody was as up to date as others on the social media, Internet fad train, but those who were were making quite a fantastic fuss about it. Especially with regard to Caleb. He was just such a hit with everyone. Girls throwing endless compliments on his plain but infinitely appealing figure and technique, guys wishing that they could be the mother-fucking man he was.

This was building over the last few hours for a while now. Mind you, it was still incredibly recent, so talk about fresh.

But it was still enough of a hit to get one of the PR accounts for Marvel Entertainment to retweet Arielli's tweet (or was that a retweet of a retweet of Arielli's... oh, forget it) and post it on their Twitter, with the according text: "Nothing like a nice stretch between scenes during opening night!"

The numbers on that tweet's retweet and favorite count were hiking by the second.

"Oh, Cal-man," Sophie swished the coffee in her mug with a wiggle of a brow, "you really know how to get around, don't you?"

As Caleb Anders felt Arielli's pussy tighten and twitch around his pulsating cock, his date sporadically fingered herself a few seats away, very much pleased to see her man pounding another girl so energetically. That's right. Dick the chick. Dick her good. Mmm. Her other hand was working on her cellphone. But, her mind was partially elsewhere...

Oh, man. Ohhh man, that felt gooood. She felt like a new woman. She could not overstate just how much Caleb Anders' dick lived up to the hype.

After all, after happening upon that video by that Emily chick, where he of all people was the second star of the show -- she couldn't lie. She was incredibly curious to see how it felt to get rammed down there! It was pretty fun; getting fucked by a cock that eventually all her friends and family will also get to see.

"That's good, mija, that's good..."

As the girl's mother and father murmured words of comfort and praise to their freshly stretched girl, Caleb was already schlicking out and moving his attention -- and hands -- to the older Mexican MILF at her side. Rachel giggled, jutting out then back into the crook of her seat, phone against her mouth. She lifted the phone screen back up to her face, watching the comments fall in under her selfie with her big-dicked daddy.

"Ohmigawd Rachel! hope it was a good *eggplant*!"

"Looking pretty as always, gurl :-) That dick is fiine 2"

"LOL nice pic, lookin' gud"

"Who's the guy? I'd like to try next ;p"

"Oh shit this guy is trending on YouTube Rach, he was just fucking his whole family n stuff heres the link"

"Aye dios mio!" Rachel whisked her eyes back to Caleb's antics to see him shoving his prick into his older fuck partner's pussy, her face, meanwhile, contorting with pleasure as he continued to jam it into her, just like he did with her daughter, just like he did with that robust black lady but a seat or two away (also enjoying the show while also very deliberately tapping away on her cellphone), and just like he did with her. She did get the most fondles and slaps on her ass, though.

What?

Just sayin'.

"All these asses," grunted Caleb as he pounded away, and again, and again, as the MILF croaked below, "all these pussies, everyone waiting for me! Shit, I don't, ooohhhh shit," teeth gritted, "I don't think... I could make it in time..!" He pulled his wrist up to check the time.

Then, at the realization of what he was doing, he blinked, and began cracking up then and there.

Beside him, a panting Arielli, watching him as he fucked her mom and her dad cleaned the blood off her pussy, furrowed her brow curiously, though without any judgement. There was nothing to judge, after all.

Just a funny, interesting, very big-dicked, and kinda-sorta sexually dashing boy, who'd laughed after looking at the time on his watch like he'd just heard the funniest joke this side of his cockhead.