Chapter 6: Contestant Number 2, Come on Down!

When I didn’t say anything in return, she got up and looked at her list of names. Kristen picked up the phone and called the next guy, a conversation that lasted all of about ten seconds.

“Well, here comes number two!” she announced.

As much as I was starting to accept all of this, I still couldn’t help but frown. Technically I hadn’t agreed to do another guy. Since I hadn’t protested, she took it as acquiescence on my part. That’s just how I was thinking about it now, doing it for HER, not me.

My thoughts were interrupted by a timid knock at the door and Kristen opened it to let the next guy in. First impressions this time were polar opposites of the first, leading me to wonder about the criteria for weeding-out process. Crap, if this guy made the cut, I could only imagine what the guys she tossed out must have been like! He looked like the classic geek; short and skinny, bad haircut, thick black rimmed glasses, clothes that looked like his mother had picked out for him this morning. Probably the one thing that stuck out the most, though, was the expression on his face. “Deer in the headlights” was never a more appropriate description for what he looked like.

With the bitchy mood I was in, had your typical macho guy come in and started ordering me about just so he could fuck me any way he wanted, I might had just crossed my legs and told him to go to hell. For some reason, this guy (Kristen hadn’t even told me his name yet) caught me off guard and my instincts kicked in. If there was one thing that turned me on, it was to tease some poor guy who wasn’t sure of himself.

Scooting back on the bed, I put my feet on the edge and opened my legs like some shameless stripper flashing the guys in the front row. My sweatshirt was still hanging down onto my lap, covering up most of my crotch but I was sure he could see enough to know I wasn’t wearing anything else underneath, at least not so far as my bottom was concerned. Once again the light switch in my head flipped and suddenly I was feeling incredibly horny and my pussy was tingling like crazy. Had I been alone I would’ve been masturbating like mad. As it was, here was this dorky guy, wanting to fuck me, standing just a few feet away so why not take advantage of the situation?

“C’mon, David, can’t you see she wants it?” Kristen teased the poor boy. Then she lowered her voice and whispered to him, “By the way, you DO know you’re paying whether you fuck her or not, don’t you?”

David, at least I knew his name now, hesitated again so I figured he needed some more “incentive”. Unlike his predecessor, it was sort of cute to watch the geek’s reactions. Obviously he must have wanted to have sex with a girl at some point or why put his name in Kristen’s can? Maybe he had done it on a dare, figuring the odds that his name would actually be pulled to be impossible. How many times had he masturbated dreaming of being called to come to Kristen’s room and fucking her or Sara - or both? Undoubtedly, in his dreams he had been in charge and a great lover, making the two sluts cum again and again until finally he came all over their faces. Only problem was now he facing a real girl, not just some imaginary dream, and he was back to being his usual geeky self.

I pulled myself to the edge of the bed and stood up. The sweatshirt dropped down to cover my bare bottom but that didn’t matter at the moment. All I had on my mind was getting my hands on this shy boy’s dick, to do everything he had ever dreamed a girl could do to him. By the time I was done, he would be jerking off three times a day remembering me!

Since he wasn’t helping out by moving forward, I stepped up to him and then dropped to my knees in front of him. Quickly, I grabbing his belt and undid it and then unsnapped his jeans. When I drew down the zipper it sounded incredibly loud in the stillness of the room. Kristen wasn’t making a sound and David was just staring down at me as I pulled his jeans down to his ankle. I couldn’t help but smile when I saw he was wearing classic Haines jockey shorts but my attention quickly turned to other things as I saw his dick was threatening to pop out the top of the elastic waistband.

“Mmmmmmm, let’s see what we’ve got under here,” I murmured softly, speaking for the first time as my fingers grabbed each side of his shorts and started to pull them down. I had to pull them out and away from his body to keep his hardening dick from catching which then flopped out when it was freed from the confines of his restrictive underwear.

I heard Kristen draw in a breath as we both stared at the dick that was now just inches in front of my face. Damn, shy little David was hung like a horse! I glanced over at her with a nasty grin on my face. From the hungry look on her face, it was obvious she was wishing she had taken on this one. It was probably meant to be a joke on her part, bringing in the geeky David, but now it was looking more like the joke was on her!

“Back off cuz, it’s all mine,” I teased her as I reached for his fat cock and grabbed it in my hand. He had what I like to refer to as a “two-hander plus”, meaning that I could use two hands on him and still leave his head sticking out like the knob at the end of a baseball bat. Unfortunately, our time was limited so I wasn’t going to be able to fool around playing with it as much as I would have liked. Oh well! Taking a deep breath, I just went for it and opened my mouth wide to take him in.

To my delight, David started to moaned softly as I took about half of him comfortably into my mouth and started to do a head bob on his dick. As much as I would have normally loved to have sucked him for a while, what I REALLY wanted was to be fucked by this wonderful dick so the blowjob was more just to get him nice and hard than anything else. That was certainly not going to take a lot of effort judging from the rate at which his cock was blowing up like a balloon at a fair booth.

Actually, when a guy is this big I prefer being fucked over a BJ anyway. Most of the time, the age-old adage, “size doesn’t matter” was actually true as far as I was concerned when it came to sex. It was only when the extremes were reached that I cared. A small cock was easy to suck but if it was TOO small, then there was a lack of sensation in my cunt.

On the other hand, an extremely large cock was difficult to blow. About the only reason I liked to suck big cocks was to show off as over the years I’ve gotten the deep-throat technique down pretty well. As much as it turned guys on though, it is a pain and honestly, a cock down your throat isn’t the most comfortable thing in the world as you can’t breathe! When an extra big cock was fucking me, though, then it WAS better. It had to be pretty large to make much difference but in David’s case, I couldn’t wait to feel that dick deep inside of me.

Knowing Kristen, I had no doubt that she was making a mental note of David’s cock and I had a feeling she would be calling him back for an encore performance before long. She loved big cocks as a rule, and now that she knew what David was packing there was no way she would be letting this one run around without getting a piece of it for herself. Knowing she would be sucking him, I wanted to be sure to set the bar high for her so I dropped his dick from my lips and looked up at David.

“Get ready David ... watch this!” I forewarned him.

After taking a few deep breaths to hyperventilate, I went down on his cock but this time I didn’t stop when my mouth felt full but instead I dropped down even further onto his cock. About three-quarters of the way down, I felt the tip of head pushing against the back of my throat. Despite my anticipation, for just a second I thought I was going to gag but then I relaxed my throat as best I could and pushed my head down on him further. His cock forced its way down into my throat and once it went in a little, the gag reflex went away. I felt him filling my throat as my face went down to meet the base of his dick. A sense of thrill and accomplishment filled me as I took his entire cock in my mouth with my lips tight around the base of it in his crotch.

One thing I had noticed earlier was that David had a decent covering of pubic hair and from the faint odor of soap, he must have washed himself before making his entrance. Even so, as I sucked him more his male muskiness started to overpower everything else as he got more worked up and I could taste the distinct flavor of his swollen dick.

“Oh my god,” he groaned, “That’s incredible.”

It wasn’t clear whether he was talking about the way it felt or the sight of his cock disappearing inside my mouth. Different guys tell me different things about how it feels to get their cocks sucked. Some claim to love the feeling, especially the 3way I use my tongue on them. Others tell me it is watching a girl take their cock in their mouth that really turns them on. Personally, I think the latter guys are more into the domination aspect more than anything. Somehow they think that a girl is being submissive when she sucks his dick. Frankly, I look at it just the opposite - who is controlling who when I have his most tender body part between my teeth?

From his reaction, I wondered if any girl had ever taken David’s cock all the way down before? For that matter, had he even HAD a BJ before? With a monster dick like his, surely word had to have gotten around so I doubted that he was a virgin. Even if he had been sucked before, I would be willing to bet hard cash that none of them were able to do to him what I was doing at this moment.

Since it’s physically impossible to breath with a dick down your throat, I couldn’t stay this way very long. Twisting my head around his shaft, I slowly raised my head and then let his cock pop from my mouth, then quickly drawing in a deep breath of air. Looking over at Kristen, I winked at her and from the grin on her face, I knew she understood the challenge I had just thrown at her. She wasn’t a bad cocksucker herself from what I had seen in the past.

David was as hard as an iron rod by now and time was flying by so if I was going to be fucked by this great cock then I knew I had to move things along. In one swift motion I pulled the sweatshirt up and over my head, dropping it on the end of the bed and then stood back a little from David. My pussy tingled as his eyes roamed over my bare body, staring at my boobs and pussy the most. No girl in the world could ever say she didn’t like a guy looking at her the way David was looking at me now. He wanted me ... he wanted me bad and I loved it.

“You ready to fuck me now, David?” I asked him softly, with just a little flirting in my voice.

“Uhhhhh, sure!” he said after a moment’s hesitation. Like he was going to say no. I would have bet good money that this was the first time in David’s life that a decent looking girl had ever stood naked in front of him and invited him to fuck her in such direct words.

“Then do it,” I said seductively as I turned him around and steered him backwards to the bed.

It was all just a little silly in that he still had his pants down around his ankle so he had to shuffle his way; but then it was only a few feet until we were there. I put my hands on his shoulders and shoved him such that he fell back on the bed. Reaching down, I lifted his feet, sneakers and all, until he got the hint and twisted his hips so he was now laying the full length of the bed on his back with his head on the pillow.