Bad Hair, Great Cock Day!

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By Lauren McAllister

Rebecca had lived a fairly conservative existence. She’d graduated high school a virgin and almost made it all the way through college without taking one for the team. Alas, that all changed because of a bad hair day. And not just your average squished up do. A combination of three days of neglect, some pretty horrendous humidity and falling asleep immediately after consuming 5 gin fizzes had created a head-nest that made the Bride of Frankenstein look like Halle Berry.

To make matters worse:

A roving band of mean girls, led by the infamous Alchemy mercilessly mocked her because she had been unclaimed by man. Every imperfection drew the same comment. Becky dropped her books. “You’re so clumsy. No wonder you’re still a virgin.” Or, “Eww, you’ve got a zit. No wonder you’re still a virgin.” “You’re lipstick is smeared. No wonder you’re still a virgin.”

There was no way Rebecca was going to hear, “It looks like someone shit in your head. No wonder you’re still a virgin.” It was either cut class and wash it or shave it off. And she hadn’t even done that to her num num yet – since hers wasn’t entertaining visitors, she didn’t feel the need!

So, to make long story short, it was 10:30 in the morning when young Miss Filthy Locks scooted out of her dorm room and hightailed it in the direction of the showers while wearing her roommate’s wool cap with mouse ears. Yes, she felt that was less embarrassing than her actual hair.

Becky quickly entered the shower area and whipped open the first curtain she came to. To her utter amazement and horror, Adam Creel was standing behind it with his boner in his hand. And what a boner! She only got a brief look at it before Adam grabbed his towel and dashed away but that thing had to be ten inches long and had a head on it that most porn stars would kill for. Oddly, the rest of Mr. Creel was not something porn stars would ever envy. He was what some less charitable people would describe as scrawny. And fairly short. At five foot six, he was nobody’s ideal or a catch. But they that view would change appreciably if they knew what he was harboring beneath his jeans.

“How the hell does nobody know about Adam’s member?” Rebecca pondered. “And why does a guy with a cock like that have to work it himself?”

This was a lot to think about. In fact, she couldn’t stop thinking about it. About 10 minutes into her shower, she stopped sudsing up her head and began creating a lather lower down. Becky didn’t masturbate very often, and never in the shower but that beautiful, pink and perfect knob had her privates all a-twitter. She steadied herself with one hand against the shower wall and rubbed her way to a very pleasant morning climax.

Later that day, a post-orgasmic Rebecca looked for Adam in her Sociology Class but he was AOL. He may not have been there in body but the picture of that delicious doowanger of his never left her mind. A plan needed to be hatched. Unfortunately, this was unfamiliar territory for Little Miss Never-Been-Kissed.

In the end, she decided, “Hey, any plan where I show him my pussy is probably a good one.”

“Hello, is this Adam Creel?” Becky inquired in a terrible southern accent over the phone.

“Ah, yes.”

“This is the Student Union office? You have a package.” (Boy did he ever!)

“A package? What is it?”

”We don’t open them, sweetheart, we just pass them on to the right people.”

Now that the coast was clear, Rebecca nervously slipped into his room. She was determined to carry out this daring plan but her butterflies were the size of condors as she removed all her clothes inside his dorm. Standing around naked in a boy’s room was both exciting and terrifying. She was so lightheaded, Becky was afraid that her nipples were going to faint and fall off her breasts onto the floor.

When the door finally opened, she practically peed herself. Luckily, for the rest of her master-plan, she refrained because it takes a special kind of guy to be turned on by a throw rug drenched in urine.

“Oh hi,” she stammered.

“I’m so sorry!” Adam stammered back.

“No. This is what I wanted. I so rudely disturbed you this morning, I felt it was only fair that you get to see me the same way.”

“That is so kind of you.” There was a brief, anxious pause. “You haven’t… you haven’t mentioned what I was doing while I was in there to anyone have you?”

“I wouldn’t ever do that. But I thought it was beautiful.” Rebecca slyly looked down to see if her nakedness was having any effect on the topic of conversation. It was!

“You thought it was beautiful?”

“Hey, if I owned a cock like that,” Rebecca reassured him, looking down hungrily, “I’d be hammering on it night and day.” And then she blushed like a Mexican sunset.

By this point, Adam’s pants were suffering from a serious case of overcrowding.

“I’d love it, if you’d let me see it again,” she continued sweetly.

Mr. Creel stood there like a scrawny kid who had never had a girl hit on him in his life. Especially a naked one. As inexperienced as Rebecca was, she figured she’d better take the lead in the proceedings.

“Here,” she said, getting down on her knees in front of her victim, “let’s unzip these and give his majesty a little breathing room.”

Becky could feel his body shaking slightly as she slowly pulled his jeans down around his knees. This morning, she had never seen a boy naked and now she had the weight of a substantial penis resting on her forehead. She gently caressed his balls with her left hand while licking her way up the shaft and kissing the underside of his pant-helmet. Although Rebecca had lead a very chaste existence, it in no way meant that she wasn’t interested in getting down and dirty when the right moment arrived. “This is definitely the right moment,” she thought as she popped Adam’s rigid schlong into her mouth. There was no way to get the whole thing in but the feel of his shaft on her tongue and the big knobby part at the back of her throat… “ That’s when she heard this grunting noise and warm, creamy jism started splashing against the roof of her mouth. This was obviously also Adam’s first raunchy rodeo.

“Wow, that was quick,” Becky thought as she struggled to swallow the streams of salty goo spurting out of his man gun.

A very embarrassed Mr. Creel again began to apologize profusely but Rebecca was having none of it. Our brazen seductress had waited far too long to settle for a three second blowjob and a stomach full of guy grog. She quickly wiped her lips and gave him a huge, sloppy soul kiss. The plan was to stop him talking and reignite his ardor as quickly as possible. She drew him close to her naked body, placing one of his hands on her left breast and the other down inside her ass-crack. Sure enough, a few minutes of heavy petting and serious snogging and Becky could feel Adam’s Johnson begin to slowly re-inflate.

By now, everyone’s clothes were off and it was time to get down to the main business. Becky pulled her premier paramour directly over top of her.

The next couple of minutes somewhat resembled Greco-Roman wrestling. The two naked newbies clumsily attempted to maneuver various body parts towards their optimum destinations as they thrashed about enjoying the feel of each other’s young, supple skin. Finally, came the moment of truth. Rebecca spread her long, supple legs and Adam pushed his big, purplish sex thing up against her vaginal opening. It was only at this exceedingly late stage that she began to worry that the damn thing might not fit. She reached down and rubbed the tip of his intimidating lap lizard across her pussy lips. Electrical shock-waves tore through her body. Wow! Off to a very good start. She could feel how unbelievably wet she’d become. But was it going to fit?

Adam, for his part was very patient. Why not? He’d already shot one load into her. To be honest, the next few uneventful minutes were not that much fun. Rebecca was about to call it a night and go home and cry while eating an entire tub of Hagen-Dazs when she felt something give a little. “Jesus Mother of God a bit of it’s inside me!” she realized while trying not to scream. Becky had always heard “the first time” could be a little painful but it felt like a rhinoceros had mistaken her snatch for a jeep. She clenched her teeth and sank her fingers deep into the mattress as inch after inch after excruciating inch of his man meat slid inside her. “Why do women like big cocks?” she thought through the agony, “Are they all fucking insane!!?”

Eventually, mercifully, it seemed like it was all in there. She took a few deep breaths to relax as Adam began to move his hips back and forth. The pain gradually started to subside. Suddenly, Rebecca went from fearful to ravenous. Yes. YES!

She found herself lifting up her pelvis to meet his thrusts. Little mini-cums were exploding inside her and whirling around like a Catherine Wheel. She grabbed his ass in an attempt to pull his cock even deeper, though she had no idea, if she’d succeeded, where she was going to put it. Noises and crude obscenities seemed to be leaking out of her. Phrases like “FUCK ME!” and “FUCK ME HARDER!” were uttered at earsplitting volume. She wrapped her legs around his and dug her heels into his calves. It was absolutely overwhelming. And still he pounded that motherfucker of a cock seemingly up to her esophagus. Deeper and deeper. Soon, she felt her vaginal canal start to tighten around his pulsating wad. And then it tightened some more. Now it was beginning to hurt again. The pain and the tension built until the granddaddy of all orgasms swept over her like a nuclear blast. She had no idea whether her clitoris was still in one piece as humongous climactic tidal waves battered her body about like a fishing boat in a hurricane. Spasm after spasm ripped through her solar plexus. Breathing became impossible. And then things went black.

When she came to, Adam was staring at her like he was about to be arrested for murder.

“Are you okay?” he asked at the point of tears.

“My pussy hurts,” she answered. “I want you to very softly kiss it better.”

Adam worked his way down Becky’s taut belly and gleefully fulfilled her requested.

The next day, Rebecca purposefully wore a frumpy top into the cafeteria.

Alchemy and her band of bitches immediately wandered over and hit her with usual the stink eye. “Wearing your maiden aunt’s hand-me-downs? No wonder you’re still a virgin.”

Becky smiled and held her phone up to their self-satisfied faces. On the screen was a selfie of her holding Adam’s gigantic cock next to her cheek. “Oh really?” she replied, “Tell that to this big boy.”

Amazingly, she hasn’t had any trouble with them ever since.

Copyright Lauren McAllister 2022

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