That, of course, was a mistake.

"You don't think I'm through with you, do you?" he said.

I didn't have any response to that, but I knew what was coming.

It was.

He just leaned all his weight against his cock, pressing it against the bottom wall of my cunt well, and I just knew it was going to split open.

But I got my first lesson in what the body is able to tolerate, that evening.

The walls of my cunt are much more elastic than I'd realized, and the thing hurt like hell, pressing against me, but it didn't split me open, the way I'd feared.

It stretched me.

And stretched… and stretched… and stretched…

I screamed… I was writhing beneath him… squirming hard.

The pain was like sharp razor blades slicing through the inside of my pussy.

I couldn't stand it, but there was nothing I could do to make it stop.

He kept pushing… and finally, to my amazement, I began to feel something new.

It was a light tapping sensation… and it was slapping against my cunt slit… and I realized then that it was the sack of his balls. He had pushed his cock all the way into my cunt!

"There you go," he said, sounding pleased with himself. "I knew you weren't too tiny."

I don't remember what I said. I just know that I was incoherent from the pain, and still totally dazed from shock and fear, and disbelief that this was really happening to me.

Then he said, "Now, you're going to feel what a real cock is like fucking you."

He raised his ass up off my body, pulling his cock out with it.

That huge meat roll scraping back over my tortured cunt walls hurt almost as much going out as it did going in.

But it did accomplish one thing, and that was to spread the thick juices that had accumulated inside my pussy all over the walls, and particularly along the rim of my cunt hole.