Chapter 1

What Ben Harris Wanted Most

While Ben Harris was becomming phyisically mature, socially he was malajusted.

This was due to his fathers dominent attitude to the oppisite sex; which was some way off politcally correct; and to his mother concern, could see it was starting to rub off on their son.

Ben had done quiet well through his grades and when his father had secured a senior position within the corporation, they had moved into a smart distric reasonably near headquartes. So the family had shifted up the dream ladder; mixing in with the smarter kind, according to Mr Harris Snr.

Ben came to realise at university, that females were drawn to him; often offering themselves for a date and suchlike. Thats why he decided to major in the study of the female genitailier - gynocollegy. After all he reasoned, he had pleny of cunt arround to experiment with.

So he only entertained girls willing too submit to his study methods in cunt devellopment.

Before long he began to grade them; those with a strong responsive grip and lubrication combind with staying power, againd the weak and insipid pussy needing much coxing; the girl offering that kind of fuck was shamed and rejected.

And older women too; they liked him a lot; and often offered themselves up for his ‘experiments’. With them his intrest expanded into the realms of climax duration and heavy periods. Women’s gossip soon made the name of Ben Harris one that was whispered in reverence between women with every vaginal dissorder know to mankind.

Such was the demand from college girls to have their cunts approved by ‘Captain Clitoride’, it became nessary for him to go on campus tour. In his absence, his parents felt a certain pride in Bens new celebraty status.

However, it was during this period that his father had sudenly and rather akwardly, pegged out at a company confrence.

Because it happened whilst in bondage at the hands of an amature dominatrix; which was part of the ‘ confrence hopitallity’.

The tall temptress who was administring the pleasurable pain, had pushed him just a little further than he could manage.

But the Dominatrix sex worker had just sneered with contempt when questioned later, saying most of her victims took far more dildo in the butt than he had?

Upon hearing of his fathers death, Ben decided his Campus Gigs were over, and that his mother needed his support with the funeral and all.

Ben returned home on a hot sunny day. He watched the taxi pulling away from the drive, he srolled to the pool to the side of the house and the blue water sparkled invitingly. It had been a while since he’d enjoyed a swim, and the impulse now was strong. Calmly he undressed, untill he was naked; before then diving gracefully into the crystal clear pool.

Mrs Harris who had been long waiting and watching for her son’s arrival, had held her breath watching Ben undress. Her pulse ran seeing his tall garceful form become naked. She saw also his beautiful cock and his bull-like testiclals and felt an absolute pride, while also desiring her own cunt to be filled with its bulk and product. She also felt cross and angry that many a young slut had enjoyed his manhood before she had. Then vowed she would wait no longer to be included. She gave out a wimper of lust while her hand carresd her breast and her cunt convulsed.

She had heard the gossip of her sons campus acctivites; which had served only to increase her lonely and sexually barren life. Her late husband had doled out sex to her like a pusher of dope; always leaving her short of what she needed. What she needed was an overdose.