Andy watched his now little brother stumble away. That's too bad. Karen is starting to look tired from all the orgasms. Jesse might have been useful thought Andy.
Karen then threw her arms around Andy and pulled him against her. He could feel her tits pressing against his stomach. He was so much bigger now. In a number of ways.
He shoves his manhood deep into Karen, who is grinding against him. She jerks and twitches but no noise comes out. She then goes limp. Unfortunately, Andy does not.
Andy drops Karen onto the bed and starts to think about what to do. Even though he has come several times, his massive cock is still raging. He needs more.
Andy doesn't have any friends that he can get to come over. But what about the lady next door. Andy has watched her mowing her lawn in short cutoff jeans and a bikini top. And what a tiny top for such a large, fake rack. It fueled many a nights of self-flogging.
Andy knocked on her door. She answered dressed in a tight t-shirt and a blue mini skirt. "Oh, hello." She had a big smile.
"I'm Andy from next door..."
"Really you look... bigger. Older maybe?"
Andy's cock twitched. "I just wanted to come by and say that if you need anything done around her I'm the man to do it."
"I bet you are." She quickly looked around at the kitchen door. "Is it hot in here or is it just me? I mean my name is Sheila. How old are you? You seem big for your age." Sheila shivered.
It was working. She than grabbed his cock all the while apologizing. "I'm so sorry I can't seem to stop myself." Sheila's eyes grew big. "You're a fucking giant of a man."
A scrawny guy suddenly appeared from the kitchen. "What the hell Sheila? We are engaged aren't we?" He was pissed. He stepped up to Andy.
Sheila said, "No, Johnny. He's just a kid. It was me. I grabbed his... huge cock." She grabbed Andy's manhood again.
Johnny stepped up again but this time stumbled and had to grab Andy's shoulder to stay upright. He was also staring at the huge bulge representing Andy's cock that was rising in the jogging shorts Andy was wearing. "Fuck kid."
"Sit down there." Andy shoved Johnny down onto a chair. "Take out your little dick and wank yourself silly, while I fuck your girlfriend."
Sheila literally bounced up and down with excitement. As Andy pulled his shirt over his muscled six pack and chest, Sheila yanked Andy's shorts to the ground. She licked from balls to head as she stood back up. She grabbed Andy, swung him around, and pushed him down onto her couch. She hurriedly removed her top and bra. Her breasts bounced as they were freed. She dropped her panties and then mounted Andy's formidable cock. She carefully lined it up and slid down onto Andy taking as much as she could.
She smiled and started pumping her hips. She was clearly more athletic than Andy had thought, with the way she swung her hips around on his dick. It was heaven. He loved the way her soft, huge breasts rubbed against his chest as she writhed.
The front door opened and Julia, the sexy, ebony mail lady, was in the living room. "I'm sorry but I can't seem to help myself." Andy and Johnny looked up at Julia as she started to undress. She took off her pants revealing long black legs, a tiny waist, and a round ass.
She walked past Johnny who was getting up to engage with her. She pushed him back into his chair and joined the fucking couple on the couch. Julia grabbed Sheila's hair spun her face around and kissed Sheila in the french style.
Andy was so turned on. He was getting even harder. If Julia was effected outside the house, then how far did it go?
As Sheila was dismounting to give Julia a turn on the big white cock, Andy's balls released and he came. Stream after stream launched from his massive prick. Andy's dick became a cum fountain. Blasts of thick, white cum landed on Julia who was laughing, Sheila who was stunned, and Andy who was exhausted but hornier than ever.
Julia rubbed the jizz around on Sheila's rack, smearing it in. Sheila than use her breasts to rub the jizz on Andy's chest. Andy's cock hardened again.
Than in answer to Andy's question of how far this went. Earl Johnson, who lived a few houses down, showed up. "I can't help myself. I have the first hard-on in ten years that wasn't Viagra produced and I ain't going to waste it. Earl started towards the couch; realized that the girls were otherwise oblivious to his presence and he looked down at Johnny.
Johnny smiled up at Earl as if to say that he was in the same boat. Earl shrugged took his seven inches into his own hand and shoved it into Johnny's mouth.
"No, no, no," Johnny pleaded. "Norumph--" Johnny gave in. Maybe he could get some reciprocation from Earl.