MY FIRST TASTE OF FAT COCK

OK, so I admit it, I peeked on our new boarder in the bathroom. It wasn't really like, my fault though. My father had been remodeling one of the upstairs bathrooms, which adjoined the bedroom of the guy, Sammy, who rented a room from us. But, the bathroom didn't have a door to my room, and my father decided that a little bit of remodeling would be easy, since I had to walk all the way down the hall to use the bathroom. My father decided that he could just add a door leading to my room.

Sammy said that he didn't mind sharing a bathroom with me at all; he thought it sounded like a good idea, in fact.

Sammy was a big, hairy guy that worked at the local college while he attended the college to obtain his Master's degree. He was a part-time instructor, having just enough credits to get the credential. He didn't have enough money to buy his own place yet, and we rented the room to him. Usually, the room was rented to a student or two, usually females.

This incurred some movement of the plumbing, which he stuck in my closet. There, he built a trap that could be opened to service the plumbing if something went wrong. It was pretty neat, too. It worked just fine, and now, I had a door leading to the bathroom, and the wall in the closet had a removable wooden plate, built right into the wall --- that afforded a great view of the bathroom, from the bottom, where the pipes went into the wall.

I found this out by accident, really. I was rummaging in my closet for my fresh pair of sneakers when I heard the shower running. I could see a little point of light streaming out of the wooden plate that my father had put there, and I simply lifted the plate. It was in the back of my mind, well, that I wanted to see Sammy naked. I was ashamed, feeling guilty as hell, but I thought, what the fuck, if he didn't know about it, it certainly couldn't hurt him, could it?

The shelving under the bathroom sink didn't have any doors; my father left it open to give the room a special look, with little metal shelves. It almost looked like a department store shelf for shampoo and shit like that.

Well, there was absolutely no backing on the shelves at all. The only backing, really, was the plate I had just moved aside gently. I had a great view of the entire bathroom --- including the big, fleshy, naked form behind the frosted glass of the shower stall.

I could feel my pussy tingle and twitch at the thought of seeing Sammy naked. I could make out his form, moving around, and I could see a dark patch at his groin --- that was obviously his pubic hair. And, I could see that he had a dark patch on his chest, and some on his tummy. Jeez, this guy was not only big, he was hairy all over!

I reached into my shorts and pulled the hem of my panties aside. I could feel my hot, wet pussy, and I moved my in and out slowly as I watched Sammy's naked body through the frosted glass of the shower stall.

The water suddenly stopped running, and my heart leaped in my chest. I was going to see him naked, now, I thought. He was going to slide the door open, step out, and dry off. He did exactly that, and I was shocked when the frosted glass door was slid aside, revealing his big, naked body. I had no idea at all how big Sammy's cock was, and here it was, walking right toward me, semi-erect, swaying back and forth with every step he took. He wasn't circumcised, and I could see the tip of the head of his cock as the skin was pulled back just a little. His dick swayed with every step, and so did his giant, hairy, wrinkled balls. He stopped in front of the sink and pulled the towel off the rack. Right in front of me, his cock was less than two feet away from me. He dried himself slowly, and I suddenly felt pangs of guilt at watching him in his private moments like this, but I was too far gone with my own heated sexual frenzy to feel all that guilty. Guilty, yes, but too turned on to do anything about it, I guess I could say.

His cock was right in front of me; I was looking right up at it. I could see his heavy, hairy balls hanging, just above eye level. I could make out the wrinkles of skin in his ball sac. He had dark, curly hair that covered his balls, that ran up to his pubic area, up to his navel, and spread out from there, like an army marching up his tummy. His chest was covered with a deep, rich forest of curly black hair.

He turned around, showing me his firm, round, hairy buttocks. Bending over, he wiped his feet and the lower parts of his legs, giving me an excellent view of his balls hanging between his legs, two large brown, hair-covered orbs tugging at the skin to his ball sac. Above that, his pinkish brown ass hole was covered with little swirls of hair that poked out in all directions. Good Lord, I thought, nearly whispering it aloud.

My hand moved faster and faster, and I was near orgasm. I was going to cum soon; that was all there was to it. I didn't have time to pull them down, and I didn't care. I was too mesmerized by the scene of the giant hairy dick in front of me.

He stood and turned toward me, and now, his cock was a little harder, and he moved over, looking at his body in the full length mirror adjacent to my bedroom. I could still see him --- better, in fact, than I could before. I could see his dick sticking out slightly from an angle now, his heavy balls swaying as he moved this way and that.

Then, to my amazement and delight, he reached down and gripped his cock at the base, tugging on it, playing with it gently.

I sighed, aloud, loud enough for him to hear me. He suddenly turned and looked around, then looked down at me, then knelt even closer.

"Monica!" he said aloud.

My heart pounding in my chest, I moved away quickly, replacing the wooden cover with shaking hands. I moved out of my closet, my body shaking from the fear of discovery. I sat on the edge of my bed, wondering how the hell I was going to explain myself.

My bedroom door opened, and there stood Sammy, towel wrapped around his mid section.

He just stood there and looked at me for a moment, then walked into the room and closed and latched the door behind him. He walked right up to me, his crotch at eye level with me. He didn't say a word at all, nothing. He reached down and tugged at the towel, pulling it away from his body. His cock was now once again in my face, only closer, and now, there was no intervening wall. It just hung there, then slowly, it began to throb and move, and grow larger and longer. It jerked and swayed, and I couldn't take my eyes from the fleshy, growing snake in front of me. I could see the veins running up and down the length of the fat, fleshy snake.

"You wanted to see this?" he asked, his voice thick and husky.

I nodded, my face aflame with shame. I couldn't take my eyes of that big, fat dick in front of me, though. It was still growing, pointing right at me now, the bulbous head nearly clear of the foreskin,

swaying and moving and throbbing.

He thrust his hips forward a bit, the massive dick now inches from my mouth. It jerked and swayed, now standing straight up in the air, the massive, purple head split down the middle on the underside.

"Touch it, Monica," he said.

I couldn't help myself. I reached up and touched the smooth skin of the purple head, then ran my fingers down the throbbing shaft to the forest of thick black hairs at the base of it. With my other shaking hand, I reached up and cupped his heavy hanging balls, feeling of the heavy orbs within the hairy sac. My pussy was once again wet and tingling, and I resisted the urge to move a hand inside my panties and play with myself.

"Kiss it," he said gently.

He thrust his hips a little farther forward, pressing the underside of the shaft against my nose and forehead. I puckered my lips and kissed it, and then, ran my tongue around on it.

"Oh God, yes!" he said. "Monica, hold it in your hand and lick the head of it, lick it all over."

Slowly, with his coaxing, I began licking the head of his cock, tasting the tangy-salty pre cum oozing from the head of it, and then, I sucked his balls, gently, one at a time, into my mouth. My pussy was really wet now, flowing freely, tingling and hot. I needed release. Then, he told me to take the whole thing in my mouth, and he reached down and stroked it as it hit the back of my throat.

His cock suddenly jerked, and my mouth was flooded with his salty, hot cum. I loved it, loved the feel of the jerking cock inside my mouth, loved his hairy balls against my chin, and I could have cum with just one touch, which is what I did. I reached into my panties and rubbed my clit, and my body shook with orgasm as I swallowed Sammy's hot cum, and I came at the same time.

"You liked that?" he asked at long last, his cock shrinking in my mouth. He pulled it out, and stood there in front of me, looking down at me.

I nodded.

"I'm sorry," I began.

He shrugged. "Nah, no big deal, just curious, I guess, hell I would have done the same thing, I think, given half the chance."

He smiled at me.

"But, you know, now, you've seen me naked, how about like, turning the tables?"

I agreed, and he stepped away as I stood and began removing my clothes. I stood there in front of him now, totally naked, my nipples hard, my pussy wet, the juices actually running down my leg.

He moved to my bed, and lay down on it, his fat cock swaying and swinging with every move, his balls bouncing about as he shifted his position. Watching that made my cock jerk, and I could feel another orgasm was going to be easy, and quick.

I lay beside him, face-to-crotch, and now, the big, fat dick was right in my face again. I kissed it, ran my tongue up and down the fat cock, and then moved my lips to his balls, just as I felt him gently touch my clit with his tongue. I could feel his hot breath against my pussy lips, and I knew I was going to cum again, soon.

I sucked one of his hairy balls into my mouth, running my tongue all over the wrinkled, hairy skin, pressing against the fat, egg-shaped orb within.

He moaned softly, the vibrations sending thrills and chills through my body, especially my pussy. I could feel my stomach muscles tighten, and my legs began to shake. I was just about to cum again, and this time, I wrapped my legs around his neck, his tongue suddenly working overtime on my clitoris.

I moved my mouth to the head of his cock, a giant, purplish knob at the tip of his stiff dick. His cock was fat, long, and throbbing. I'd never been so turned on in my life. I sucked on the knob, greeted by his moans and a load of stringy, tangy pre cum from the tip of his cock. I moved my head up and down, faster and faster, and his legs began to shake. I could feel his cock stiffen even harder, and then, it exploded at the back of my mouth, flooding my throat with hot, tangy cum.

I swallowed as much as I could, and I was choking on it. It dripped down my chin, onto his hard cock, and dripped down to his balls, getting lost in the thick mat of hair surrounding his fat dick and balls.

I pulled away, and moved around on the bed, facing him. I looked him in the eyes. Red-faced, I said, "I really am sorry for peeking on you."

"Nah," he said, "don't be, you know, I was going to peek on you, anyway." He grinned.

"I, uh, I never did this before," I said.

"Ah, your first time," he said.

I nodded. But, with the introductions out of the way, that certainly was not the last time. I still see Sammy, and we still get it on. But, I will always remember that bathroom, and the close up, hairy cock show I got that day.

--- Monica M., Riverside, CA