Unexpected Affections
Copyright© 2025 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 46
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 46 - Oliver is surrounded by friends and loves his nerdy life, but after entering a silly Dating App contest his life starts to turn upside down. This is a slow-burn harem story about a big (in size and quality) nerd and the various women in his life.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Sharing Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Oriental Female Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Facial Oral Sex Petting Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Public Sex Size 2nd POV
“Oh, oh, oh, hold on, hold on,” Zara groaned, stopping her descent. “Holy fuck, I feel like there’s a fucking flagpole going up my pussy.”
“I said you might want me to fist you first,” April teased her friend.
“Not helping,” Zara hissed.
You weren’t sure if you were supposed to say anything or not. On the one hand, your instinct was to give Zara some reassurance. Offer her help, or a suggestion, or something. Just tell her how pretty she was, or how utterly sexy the view of her squatting over your cock in reverse cowgirl, her cute ass formed into two perfect globes as her pussy stretched to accommodate your cock and her little butthole flexed in protest at you.
On the other hand, it was Zara. She wanted to do it herself. She’d picked the position. She’d even decided when to break up their 69ing and move back to sex, and that had been well after she’d finished slurping the creampie out of April.
Your nature won out in the end as she hovered with about three inches of your cock speared into her, her legs starting to quiver a little as she took deep breaths. Softly, trying not to startle her and almost snorting a laugh at the idea of her being a jumpy little rabbit, you placed your hands on her hips and slid them up higher to her thin waist. “Lean back a bit,” you said. “Let me help.”
“I don’t need help, I need to get used to this ridiculous fucking table leg you swing around,” she grunted.
“Zara,” you said evenly, holding her a little more firmly. “Let me help.”
She looked over her shoulder at you around the cascade of her coppery hair, then let out a huff and leaned back against your hands a bit more. She was lighter than April was even though she was taller, and supporting her weight was easy. The feel of her warm, slightly sweat-slick skin as you held her in such an intimate way was lovely, and you could feel her core muscles squeeze and shift as she adjusted her stance.
“Can I do anything to help?” April asked, having realised that now probably wasn’t the time for teasing. It was her and Zara’s natural norm, but this wasn’t normal.
“I don’t know,” Zara grunted softly. Then she tested whether she could trust me holding her up, using her hips to raise off your cock about an inch, then back down. “Fuck, that’s a fucking big dick.”
“What if I do a little of this?” April murmured, reaching forward. You couldn’t see what she did, but you felt Zara’s reaction as she tensed for a moment and then moaned under her breath.
“OK, that helps,” Zara mumbled. “Maybe a little softer though.”
“Like this?”
Zara just nodded. You wished you could see the look on her face, but she was facing away from you. That view of her ass was amazing, but not ... personal. That first time with April, even when you’d been doing her from behind, you’d been looking in the mirror. It let you understand where she was at. With Zara, you were feeling a little blind.
“What about this?” April continued, shuffling forward a bit more. She shot you a little smile before she leaned in and kissed April softly.
“Mmf,” Zara grunted and used her hips again, taking a little more of you inside.
“Or this?” April kissed down towards her chest.
“Fuuuck,” Zara moaned, getting her nipples sucked. She started to use her hips more regularly, stroking the top four or five inches of your cock with her pussy. “Fuck, how much is left to go?”
April snorted softly. “Over half, babe. You can’t take all of it. I know I can’t - not completely.”
It was weird, being faced with the reality of your ‘mammoth cock’ as April liked to say. You’d always known it was big, but you were overall just a big guy. Tall, broad-shouldered when you weren’t slouching, big hands, big feet and shoes. But, most importantly when it came to your self-esteem, fat. Gym class had stopped after your freshman year of high school for a reason, and you’d never showered at the high school - way too weird, way too vulnerable. You’d never been around naked guys, never been so face-to-face with the reality of your outlier-sized appendage.
The national average penis size was, arguably, between 4.5” and 6”. You were a nerd, so you’d looked it up, along with the background info of why that number could fluctuate so much - the stats were almost always self-reported and inconsistent. No one was going around actually measuring for a national dick length average. So it was likely that the national average was on the low end of that scale.
Which meant you were a little over double the national average.
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