Rebecca and Mokuba continue to explore their mutual benefits.
By BEWD4133. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.
She couldn’t deny that the challenge was an enticing one. If she could take that then what would there be that she couldn’t take? What would it feel like to be spread open that far and reached into that deeply? All of a sudden, the seat in his lap was starting to look more and more comfortable. Before she realized it, her own juices were trickling out of her skirt and onto her thigh, causing Mokuba’s erection to twitch in delight when he noticed it as well.
“I get to be on top though,” she set her final terms with the horny teen, “I won’t be having you tear me in two with that thing.
"No problem, do it however you like,” he accepted.
Loosening her own body towel was the only bit of preparing that Rebecca still needed to do. While initially bashful towards exposing her C-cup breasts and petite waist, nothing else she felt now compared with the daunting task of taking his beast into her womanhood. She stood from her spot and moved to where she was facing him with his member pointing right up into her, placing her hands on his shoulders for her final bit of mental preparation.
“Damn, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” she muttered before finally letting her hips begin to drop.
Her hand reached down to hold Mokuba’s member upright and he watched with wonder as she brought it up to her the moist lips of her pussy. By no means was it their first time, but it might as well have been with how much stretching it took just to get the head in. Getting the first few inches of his swollen, rock-hard, and substantial shaft inside created the image in her mind of a large cucumber penetrating her womanhood.
“Oh God, I really can’t believe I’m doing this,” Rebecca’s voice went up an octave once she got past the quarter mark of his manhood.
“Take it easy. You’re doing fine,” Mokuba encouraged her while mesmerized by the way his member pried open her vagina inch by inch.
“Ah, so fucking big, so fucking big…” she bit her lip and repeated while she continued her way downwards once she took in the first half.
Her body almost did finally give out when she got to the last two inches, but Mokuba’s surprisingly thoughtful arms reached around her to support her for the final stretch as she fully planted herself onto his rod and into his lap. Even after amazingly taking in all he had, the feeling of such a behemoth making itself at home within her took a good deal of time and several deep breaths for her to accustom herself to. The new sensation of his flesh being directly bonded with hers was a lot for Mokuba’s mind to adjust to as well.
“Oh… shit… Mokuba… It… It’s like…” she eked out between pants.
“Yeah, it’s something else,” he kept his hands firmly on her back but pulled her a little bit closer.
“It’s… It’s… Oh” one single tremendous shudder rushing through her body seemed to refresh her ability to speak in complete sentences, “It’s almost beyond belief…”
“Yeah, I didn’t think it’d be like this either,” he agreed with a glance into her eyes.
“It’s just so… gargantuan,” she spoke more closely into his ear, “I never fathomed that I would ever have this much cock in me all at once.”
“And I never imagined you would take it all at once,” he gently laughed back at her.
“Oh Mokuba, I don’t even know what to think right now,” she grabbed onto him as he maintained his hold on her, “It’s stretching apart my womanhood so thoroughly that my entire body feels like it’s being filled by it. Every inch feels so monstrous, aching to tear me apart completely, and yet, somehow, it actually feels kind of nice.”
“Really?”
“It’s crazy, I know, but there’s something oddly fulfilling about giving all I have to this mammoth member of yours. It hurt a bit at first, but after a certain point it simply overcame me just what an amazing thing this is to have in me.”
“Well, you have me feeling pretty nice too. I mean, it might as well be my first time right now,” Mokuba confessed.
“Yeah, mine too,” Rebecca agreed.
“Yeah but not just that. I was thinking that it’s also been a long time since I felt like I had enough room down there,” Mokuba clarified.
“Oh?”
“It’s not easy. I mean it’s fun to gloat about, but my pants have only been feeling more and more restrictive and I always ended up forcing it so much with the other girls I dated. This is the first time since these growth spurts kicked in that I really feel comfortable, you know, like I have enough space to just… let it out,” he confessed.
“Oh,” she felt herself become even more at ease with him, “Well, it’s so rigid that it’s kind of just doing what it wants in there, but that hardness feels really good too.”
“And your pussy is super soft, warm, and mushy. Slipping into it feels so natural for me,” he even started to blush, “It’s great. Thanks, Rebecca.”
Even as deeply connected as they were, for some reason a kiss still felt awkward for such an informal relationship, but both found a hug more than appropriate for the moment. The intimate exchange of thoughts inspired Rebecca to make her first motions since reaching the base of his shaft. They were only light rocks of her hips but each tiny plunge onto his manhood offered a more electrifying spark than the one before. Its shape was more deeply ingrained in her mind each time his head brushed against her cervix with her awareness of his more minute features increasing in clarity aided by the slick coating of her juices tenderly applied along his length by the lips of her furtherly aroused vagina. His hands seemed to make their way lower down her back in proportion to the rising heat between them. So much so that she undid and fully discarded the towel that still hung loosely over her shoulders.
Oh fuck, you’re really taking the whole thing,“ Mokuba let out a gasp, "I’ve never had it being squeezed all at once like this before.”
“You certainly aren’t making it easy for me,” she huffed, “Always using a rubber thoroughly failed to do justice to this incredible texture. That fat head of yours is scraping me so much that going any faster might make me lose it.”
“Then at least let me feel a little more of you,” he used his hands resting on her waist to guide her into longer strokes.
Wait, wait, shit!“ the sudden change in his motions introduced more new sensations into her mind than she was ready to handle at once, "Oh fuck, Mokuba!”
“How’s that?” he was now going in and out about a third of the way with his member.
With her mental faculties momentarily disrupted, her body resorted to making its more natural responses to him. Her vaginal walls began tightening on his erection in random, frantic intervals. It appeared to be a way of indicating he was too much for her yet only served to invite her to go even farther. He mustered all of his self-control to keep himself from going any harder before she was ready again, but all of that pent-up desire only made its way straight into his member, solidifying and bloating it into a distinctly erotic new shape for her womanhood to contend with which it did with a fierce climax. The boy paused to experience the waves of orgasm crashing over her, both in how he could see her body quivered all over and he could feel it all coming down on his manhood. It was all a shock like he had never known.
“Did you just… cum?” he murmured to stunned surprise.
“Yeah, I think so,” Rebecca had slumped back but pulled herself back up with the help of his shoulders
“Wow, that’s actually a bit of a first for me, having a girl cum right on my dick.”
“Hm?” still re-gathering her strength.
“I’ve always been too much for them before I finish, but you really did it.”
“Uh-huh, I guess I did,” she confirmed.
“You’re pretty amazing, Rebecca,” he gave her a refreshed grin. His erection suddenly had a new sense of pride emanating from it that had her eyes springing back to life.
“Damn, how does that body of yours have a heart strong enough to keep such an enormous dick this hard and have it throbbing so much all over? It’s like a jackhammer in my belly,” Rebecca was taken aback by his renewed and even further enhanced vigor, so much so that she blurted, “How am I ever supposed to go back to my vibrator?!”
“So, I’m better than a vibrator?” Mokuba seized on her gaffe
“So much better!” she didn’t even attempt to deny it
“Thanks, you’re a lot better than any toy too,” he cradled her, “I outgrew my fleshlight too, you know. Couldn’t even get in halfway before.”
“I think I can manage at least that much for you since I came first.”
“Sounds like we have a new arrangement then,” he announced.
“Huh?”
“I don’t mind letting you have some fun with this cock of mine if you ever happen to be feeling frisky. This pussy of yours will make it more than worth it on my end.”
“Well, I guess I probably won’t ever be casually finding a subject like this on the street or in a science book,” Rebecca noted the outline of his penis within her still extending upwards and past her navel, “I suppose I still have a lot I could stand to learn here.”
“So? Still friends?”
“Just a little more than, actually,” she was finally primed to begin moving again.
Rebecca promptly re-assumed her prior pace without his assistance. There was still some visible strain to it with every ounce of excitement from his manhood running through her each time she went up and back down to the base, but she was able to remain smooth and consistent with her motions. Her next challenge came when Mokuba began to add in his own movements. He was past the point where he could keep his hips completely still in his seat and the continued pressure of her vaginal walls bearing down on his erection was soon accompanied by some increasingly ferocious twitching from him.
“It really is like a wild animal,” she moaned, “Rampaging against all of my most sensitive areas. Fuck, I love it.”
“Because you don’t let up even when I’m about to explode. If I made you cum once, I have no qualms about making you cum twice.”
“Not until you finally cum.”
“Even if it’s inside you?”
“It’ll be our new contract with each other.”
“Seems like a binding agreement to me.”
In accordance with her promise just earlier, Rebecca pushed herself to get her hips humping along a solid half of his length, maybe even a bit more. Her canal opened itself to accept a ravaging more intense than ever. Now, the bulbous glans she had become enamored with was alternating strikes against her G-spot and cervix. Each time she bottomed out had a healthy thump to it with his lust testicles brushing against her when he gently bucked his own hips in rhythm with hers. His hands drifted from her waist to her hips to provide a little bit of lateral movement that he was yearning for. Sporadically, he would feel a tightening around his base that would creep its way up her walls and along his shaft, concluding with a tense squeeze of his head at the end of her passage. In all, it had been way, way too long since Mokuba could revel in being enveloped like this, and it was an even more spectacular sensation than any he could ever remember. “Fuck, I never thought it could get like this,” he hissed, “Like, It’s become so sensitive and the whole entire thing feels like it’s on fire and now I…”
“You’ve got so much meat in those loins now, and for the first time you’ve got someone willing to properly consume it all at once,” she finished for him, “Must be quite the special feeling.”
“Yes, it is,” he gently tugged her hips down to snugly press her groin against his.
“It’s only fair for me to appreciate the opportunity for what it is,” she shuddered at being wholly filled once more, “I’d probably have to go into porn for another chance like this and even that might not measure up. It’d be a terrible waste to pass up such a go with such a colossal dick.”
“I’d hate to lose out on this too. We’ve got a good thing going here.”
“Then for our new arrangement, consider yourself the subject of my own study. From now on, I intend to find out just what a truly huge cock can really do.”
“You really want to know?”
“Oh yes, you’re not done with puberty yet. I look forward to tracking your future growth and any further developments that come along with it. How many more condoms and different toys will you manage to break? I look forward to keeping a very exact count and sharing my conclusions online.”
“Don’t think I won’t be testing you too then,” he gripped her firmly by the waist, “How much of this dick do you think that you will really be able to take? Think of how your innards feel being stuffed with all of this cock already. What will that do to you when thrusting all the way in and all the way out?”
Seriously considering his proposal sent shivers through her limbs and spine with vaginal undulations all over the dick in question.
“I hope you don’t expect to always be on top,” Mokuba tried to mask how good her trembling felt.
“Risk is the price of discovery,” was her final answer, “Better to be fucked silly than spend my life regretting that I never tried it.”
“You better mean that because, oh fuck, am I close to really cumming right inside you,” he refocused on the pussy tenderizing his manhood right in front of him.“
"Yes, that’s where I intend to run my first test. Let’s see if your cum can win out over what’s supposed to be my safe day,” she taunted right to his face, “You’re the one with the money to pay for a kid anyway.”
Even being faced with the very real prospect of sensory overload. Rebecca accelerated and broadened her thrusts to what she felt was just at the brink of her young body and mind being overwhelmed. She managed to get almost as high as three-quarters of his shaft in a single stroke. Her speed bumped up to a level comparable to what he would do with his own hand in masturbation. For varying reasons, they were each aware of the concept of edging and quickly realized from a rapid hardening and sudden thrashing from his member that her controlled pace up until now I’d only been setting up the final result to be more explosive. It was a technique Rebecca would be sure to mentally store away while Mokuba found himself going numb to any signals or sensations beyond his loins. His manhood had grown into so much more than ever before and every square inch of it was overcome by the dazzling sensations of her coiling pussy and his imminent eruption. His testicles were no exception, also churning for the incoming storm at a rate he was not remotely aware they could.
“No exceptions then, you had better not dream of slowing down now,” he issued a warning that sounded more like a plea, “I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum so fucking much! You had better handle it to the last drop!”
“Yes, I will no matter what, in the name of science,” her thrusts became increasingly automatic as her mind wanted to give way to raging leviathan within.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy, Rebecca! Look at you taking all of that fucking cock and loving every fucking inch. Ah fuck, take my fucking cum too!”
With his neck shooting back and every muscle in his body tensing, Mokuba unleashed his seed in an ultimate burst reminiscent of a chemistry experiment gone horribly wrong or horribly right depending on one’s perspective. The entire process of having his raw unfiltered spunk gushing inside her was new to her on its own, but she knew that it was also on another level compared to anything she would have had the chance to try before. The first shot alone was enough to surpass what she would have anticipated under ordinary circumstances but then the second, third, and fourth came out just as vibrantly allowing her to reach her own orgasm to go with the fifth, sixth, and seventh, each accompanied by an ample throb and twitch that felt just as wonderful. He made an admirable final effort with his eight before the ninth and tenth came out as lighter satisfied spurts. Even with her womanhood holding it as much as it could, by his fifth shot he had already filled her to where his essence leaked down onto the bench on which they were sitting, with the final waves of his orgasm rendering unsuitable for any further guests
“The human body is an undeniable marvel of nature,” Rebecca concluded as she observed the results of their exchange on both ends.
“Damn, can’t believe I really came that much,” Mokuba glanced down to the puddle between them.
“And yet I’m confident I could get even more in the right circumstances,” Rebecca boldly claimed.
“At the very least you’ll have to wait for another day to try that,” Mokuba suddenly got an uneasy feeling about just what it was he had now agreed to, “I think that our work here is finished for the time being.”
“Was it worth it getting me that laptop?” Rebecca had come more perilously close to forgetting than she would have liked.
“Every penny,” Mokuba let her off of his lap.
“And you’ll be good to go the next time I need your "assistance”?“ she double-checked.
"As long as you’re always sure to return the favor.”
“Good, I already have a few ideas brewing, but for now though, do you mind if I collect a little additional data?”
“How so?”
When she briefly left the sauna and returned with her smartphone, Mokuba easily figured out the rest. Even after two orgasms, this girl was too erotic for him to turn down in a mood like this. Mustering any remaining lust in him was enough to pop one last hell of a boner with her help. After getting the camera active and ready, and an amorous grin on her face, his dick found a new place to comfortably rest right against her cheek. With his erection towering well above her head as a frame of reference where traces of his earlier release still left all over them, she made sure to catch both of their faces in the frame for one incredibly masculine snapshot.
“What do you think?” she brought the picture up to him, “The first of many I hope.”
“Of what?”
“A list of how many objects your cock is bigger than. My head should make a nice start.”
“I hope you don’t ever intend to give me a boner without a plan to deal with it,” he brought her hand back to his thigh.
“Of course not, Mokuba, of course not,” she now sat at his side in the sauna fully in the nude with him, “You’ll find a close friendship with me to be rife with benefits.”
-two weeks later.
“Well, here I am. A Saturday alone.” A college girl muttered to herself outside with the breeze passing through her hair before stepping through the double doors in front of her.
It wasn’t a concept that was new to Rebecca given her extensive studies, often being forced to choose between academic and social success. However, today was not one of those instances. Her latest tests and projects were all complete with her even managing to spend time with her university friends for Halloween. However, it was now November, and he mind remained stuck on what had happened the previous month and how her relationships with specific individuals had evolved.
“It’s Rebecca Hopkins,” she was again told a certain doorman
“Very well,” the employee pressed the appropriate button, “Mr. Kuroki, a Ms. Hopkins is here to see you.”
“Huh? Well, fine. Send her up.” the recipient answered, somewhat groggily from within his room.
With his approval, Rebecca strolled her way up the elevator and down the hall where the familiar apartment awaited. Knocking on the door brought her promptly face-to-face with the boy who waited inside, but not nearly as prepared as he was for their past encounters.
“Rebecca?” Mokuba Kuroki greeted her seemingly half-asleep, “What’s up? I don’t remember making any plans.”
“Truthfully speaking, that’s because you didn’t but still…” she fiddled with her fingers, “I just felt like coming over to see you on a rare day off.
"Huh, well, okay,” he seemed to try and shake himself awake, “I was just getting a bit bored myself.”
His hair even shaggier than usual, the Asian teen stood radically different from her past times seeing him. Looking over him in more detail, Rebecca saw that his often formal attire had been forgone in favor of a grey t-shirt declaring his fealty to the nearby Mariners baseball team and sweatpants that seemed almost intended to make her sweat with how they accentuated what she now knew to be a most marvelous appendage contained underneath.
“Sorry, I don’t have any sort of special meal ready or whatever. I wasn’t expecting company but you’re free to come in anyway. Folks are off on business like usual,” Mokuba humbly welcomed her inside.
“Oh… yes!” the girl had to promptly force her eyes back upwards, “That’s perfectly alright. Thank you.”
Following Mokuba’s lead, Rebecca walked behind him through the apartment to the central living area where a wide leather sofa had been set up in front of a seventy-five inch OLED television.
“Don’t mind me,” he returned to the seat where the imprint of his behind could still be seen, “I was just flipping through the channels in search of… something worthwhile.”
“It’s all good, I was just feeling in need of a little… companionship,” the female student uneasily settled in on the cushion adjacent to him, “I mean, we haven’t gotten together outside of university since that time, you know.”
“Why? Were you hoping to get more?” the boy replied half-jokingly.
“I’m up for whatever you’re up to really,” Rebecca didn’t refute his suggestion, “Just seems as though we should spend a bit more casual time together.”
“I was just about to do some mindless channel flipping if you don’t mind tagging along for it.”
In his best efforts to put on something they could both get some enjoyment out of, Mokuba stopped his channel flipping on the local news affiliate, but the girl could only keep her eyes on the screen at most half of the time. Sitting with his legs spread wide open, the bulge in Mokuba’s sweats would have been too prominent to ignore even without her knowledge of what it truly concealed. Even clothed, the way his meat seemed to rest halfway down his thigh was breathtaking to behold.
“For all of their importance in the local tech industry, my parents are still dinosaurs who insist on regular television packages instead of streaming,” Mokuba initiated a conversation, “The most deluxe package money can buy and still barely a damn thing to watch.”
“I’ll bet,” his comment barely registered with her.
Mokuba had his own mixed feelings towards being alone with her but attempted to drown them out by scrolling through the stations again. He stumbled upon an airing of Frozen that seemed like a good choice to watch with a girl around and take full advantage of the ultra-high-definition display.
“So, what do you make of the colors on this thing?” he suddenly asked, “Absolute top of the market with an OLED screen.”
“Colors? What are you talking about? It’s all grey,” she absent-mindedly responded before covering her mouth in mortal embarrassment, leaving a silent stare to hover between them for the next several moments.
“Well…” he exhaled, “I guess I’ve figured out what it is that you really want to watch and it’s not the sort of thing that Disney would want to put on.
"Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” Rebecca scrambled to cover her face, “All that’s happened between us must have you thinking I’m some kind of slut, but it’s really just that you’ve… kinda gotten in my head.”
“Understandable, all things considered,” the boy laughed, “I mean, I kinda threw these on haphazardly for your sudden arrival. Otherwise, I was just sorta letting it all hang out.”
“Hang out? You mean like naked?” the scholar double-checked.
“Um… yeah…” he rubbed the back of his head, “I mean, gotta take advantage of the chance to give it some space where I can, right?”
“Well then…” a blush began to fill her cheeks, “Don’t feel like you have to restrict yourself for my sake…”
Mokuba’s face also began to flush red as the atmosphere settled in between them. He wasn’t nearly naive enough to not realize where this was going to lead, but to have her be the one to set it in motion this time at least forced him to take pause. He certainly had nothing better to do but never imagined that thing to do would be knocking on his door unannounced. Mokuba stood from his seat after a brief look into her eyes to affirm her resolve.
“Okay,” he took a breath, “If you insist.”
With her full attention and nothing to be ashamed of, Mokuba grabbed the waist of his sweats and let them drop like a curtain being cast aside. Underneath his member awaited her anxious as full and healthy as ever, hanging most of the way down his thigh even while flaccid. He only took a second to soak in her reaction before sitting back down, visibly more comfortable than before.
“There, isn’t that better?” she beamed, scooching in just a bit closer.
“Most certainly, I can’t deny that,” he spread his arms across the backrest with legs open, “It helps to let it breathe whenever I can.”
Despite his rather impressive genitals now being completely out in the open, neither Mokuba nor Rebecca sought to take any further, immediate action with the other. For the female scholar, the sight of his masculinity in its natural state was something to be studied and appreciated. What she was now seeing was who Mokuba truly was, devoid of any facade or pretense. He even picked the remote back up to change the television over to a Batman film airing on another channel although she couldn’t be bothered to even pretend to look at the screen anymore. In her experience, penises like Mokuba’s were only seen at times where sex was imminent, but this was a reminder that he still has a life to live well beyond those moments, even if the rising heat in her crotch told her such a moment would likely be fleeting here.
“I just couldn’t imagine living life with something like that attached to my groin at all times,” she willed herself to address the figurative and almost literal elephant in the room.
“It’s not too bad,” he shrugged, “I mean it’s just the reverse of living with boobs, right?”
“Yeah, but mine aren’t anything much more than average,” the girl cradled her chest, “If I’m a C-cup, you’re the equivalent of a K-cup.”
“And would you want that for yourself?”
“Yeah, I mean no, kinda…” Rebecca fumbled with the question, “I mean… what do you think?”
“I think you should make the best of what you’re given naturally. Cosmetic surgeries and other such phony nonsense are a real turnoff in a person.”
“Easy for you to say though.”
“What about you? Can you even pretend you’re here for any other reason but to ogle my dick?”
“No, that’s not…” Mokuba’s words stung more than expected, “It’s just that it’s such a rare thing to see I have to try my absolute hardest to look away.”
“But that’s perfectly alright though,” he changed his tone, “It’s simply part of me. I don’t see any kind of point in complaining over precisely which part of me drew you in, but you did come over and that certainly means something.”
“Really?” his logic threw her for a loop, “If you say so…”
From Batman, Mokuba next switched over to a sports program speculating on the quickly oncoming start to the NBA season. The Asian student seemed genuinely interested in a highlight reel lf LeBron James playing on the network as he passed. Rebecca joined together with him in paying some attention to it but it only served to give her other ideas. She imagined him trying to imitate a few of those moves she was seeing on-screen, his meat flopping around in those basketball shorts for all to observe. It got a fire sizzling in her belly to where she had to do something, even if she still lacked the nerve to outright grab him. Instead, she simply lifted her shirt up and over her head, leaving her upper body covered by only a bra before she could overheat.
“You feeling alright?” Mokuba cocked an eyebrow.
“Yes, just a bit… anxious,” she still struggled with her composure.
“Well, don’t feel as though you can’t ask what you need of me to get yourself more comfortable.”
“You? What I need you to do is… is…” her breathing heightened.
“Is what?”
“Is… to let me know… how that body of yours has gotten you treated in locker rooms back in high school,” she opted to shift the subject.
“I don’t know how it is for girls, but guys typically try not to stare at one another when changing, ” he replied, “Sure they were rumors about me, but nobody dared to compare. The only thing that mattered was not getting an erection and getting accused of being gay.”
“Is that how you can sit here so freely without popping a boner? That learned self-control?”
“Sort of. I don’t want to pressure you more than I already am.”
“Pressure me?”
“If I got hard now, you’d be put in another position where you feel obligated to get it back down.”
“I managed to last time.”
“You did, but I still don’t want to spring it on you without warning either.”
“…but what if I did want to?” she asked with a deep breath.
“Huh?”
“I mean, if you were feeling up for it, I’d be down to help you out a little, you know, to ease the boredom…” Rebecca turned crimson red all over again.
“Is that your sincere idea of entertainment?” the boy teased.
“Kind of, I mean, if it’s with you…” was her final answer.
With that, Mokuba found the resolve to cast his own remaining doubts to the wayside. Picking up the remote, he turned away from network television entirely, brazenly using its built-in smart features to start up the app for a porn site instead before passing the remote on to Rebecca.
“Go on,” he offered, “Let me see what you’re into. I won’t judge as long as you don’t judge me if I happen to like it too.”
“What? Is this necessary?”
“I’ve told you before that I like sincerity in people,” Mokuba reminded her, “Let me see what genuinely excites you.”
Barely able to gather her thoughts, Rebecca scrambled together the first words pertaining to sexuality that passed through her brain. Unfortunately, they happened to be those directly pertaining to herself.
“Amateur white girl big cock!” she spoke into the microphone.
“Nice to see that you don’t mince words,” her partner chuckled.
“I could never watch the professional stuff. It’s so unrealistic and borderline deceptive,” the girl defended her choice.
“I agree,” Mokuba folded his arms respectfully as she continued to make her selection.
She scrolled through the list that came up in the search and found all sorts of results submitted by real people filming themselves having sex for the world. Some appeared to be done by individuals hooking up with random fans but others seemed to be consistently but out by honest couples who reveled in flaunting their relationship.
“Wow… this sort of thing is more common than I realized,” Rebecca murmured at the results.
“Go ahead and pick,” he shuffled slightly in his seat, “Anything will be fine to start.”
“Okay but first…” she paused, “Allow me to get more comfortable myself.
Unexpectedly discarding her own pants at that moment, Mokuba’s eyes widened slightly at the moisture he could notice starting to build at the center of her panties. Paying no mind, Rebecca selected a video featuring a seemingly married couple in their late twenties. The man’s body was nice, even if he couldn’t help being somewhat less endowed than the male beside her. However, the girl did seem to have a cup-size over her in the chest department.
"Woah, you like them older, huh?” Mokuba observed.
“Only a bit. No drunk, vulnerable college girls,” Rebecca let the clip play
It was perfectly fine for what it was. The duo looked to have actual chemistry and experience with on another with how smoothly they handled exchanging oral sex. They had sex in a common missionary position with the man on top, seeming to know exactly just how much of his fairly above average size she could take, hitting a rhythm that had her calling out his name with every thrust. Nothing was too out of the ordinary physically, but it couldn’t help leaving them considering their own experience in comparison.
“My… that was something,” Rebecca let out a sigh when the video finished.
“Yeah, gotta guess they put in their practice for it,” he joined her in a sense of relief.
“I wonder how it would be shooting something like that,” she pondered before handing the controller back over.
“What’s this?”
“Your turn,” the girl clarified, “It’s only fair.”
“Okay…” Mokuba hesitated a bit, “Not sure how to follow that up.”
“Same as me. Whatever is on your mind.”
“I don’t want to put on anything that might upset you…”
“As long as it’s legal,” the American student approved.
Unlike her, Mokuba was fairly well-prepared with his search terms for porn. The tough part was choosing which to go with. He knew plenty of names that could risk leaving her with a sense of inadequacy but one stood out in his mind as appropriate for the situation.
“Hitomi Tanaka,” the boy announced his selection.
On the TV appeared a swath of results for a brunette with a pair of boobs far larger than any Rebecca had ever come across in person. Almost as notable to her was the fact that she also appeared to be of Japanese descent just the same as the classmate she now sat with. Mokuba quickly pulled up a relatively tame video of her fondling and bouncing her breasts camgirl style. Rebecca couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy but still felt obligated to finish why she started even with their nerves at an all-time high.
“A big titted Japanese woman, huh?” she noted, “Can’t exactly call it unexpected.”
“Obviously I can relate to her somewhat,” he admitted, “Both in our ethnicity and certain stereotypes we seek to shatter.
"Indeed,” Rebecca spotted his manhood perking up somewhat, “I’m sure you could be just as well compensated for it as her if you wanted. Imagine getting paid just to pose naked and have sex.”
“Perhaps, but you gotta stick to the script and do everything on cue. It’s not exactly that easy to control for me.”
“Those amateur couples also get paid by these sites, you know.”
“I don’t exactly need the money,” he turned to her.
“Yeah, but isn’t it exciting to think of people so attractive that people could get off on simply watching you and even pay to do so?”
“Um, I suppose it is… But you don’t seem to be feeling that way yourself.”
“Honestly…” Rebecca needed a moment to search herself, “None of the people coming up in these results turn me on quite the way you do.”
“I guess I can’t help the size difference,” Mokuba smirked.
“Naturally but I also love how wild you look with that long, unkempt hair and simple clothing. Beats the stereotypical businessman look you tried in the past.”
“Well, if you like it then perhaps I could get even wilder for you,” he slyly proposed.
“How so?” she looked upon him longingly.
To be continued…
By BEWD4133 for Literotica
