Extreme Size Encounter

Extreme Size Encounter
By gemyt many changes by Marci2 a few more changes by Duuude

Until about eight years ago my wife and I were practicing naturists (i.e., nudists) and I published a quarterly newsletter (peak circulation of about 2500 in 1986) focusing on naturism. Because of the newsletter I frequently received letters and phone calls from people with naturist related stories. In August 1982 I was contacted by a woman at a naturist resort in Michigan regarding alleged relationships between a eighteen year old young man and two or more older (i.e., 30+) women and unconfirmed allegations that this young man may have been sexually involved with as many as 15 other women at the resort.

While the manager of the resort would state only that the resort is still investigating the allegations, he indicated there is substantial sentiment in the resort’s nudist community for expelling the 18 year old and his family. Speaking of the 18 year old, the manager said 'there is a feeling among many of the guests that he’s had a disruptive effect.' The manager declined to elaborate on the nature of any disruption, and conceded that the young man had not been charged with violating any of the rules of the resort. There is a distinct feeling among those sympathetic to the 18 year old, however, that the manager’s citing of a 'disruptive effect' was an oblique reference to the young man's unusually large genitals. A female nudist at the resort offered that 'this is a simple case of penis envy. They won’t admit it, but a lot of the men at this resort are threatened by this young man's huge penis.

I was at first very concerned that someone was pulling my leg on this story, so I asked my source, Janice, if she had a photo of this young man who she referred to as Ed. She said no, she didn’t, but she’d take one - she was very matter of fact about it. I asked how she knew Ed would consent to having his picture taken and she laughed and said “why shouldn’t he?” So a week later I receive a slightly overexposed Polaroid of two young men posing next to a pool. One is about six inches taller than the other, and the taller one has the most enormous penis I’d ever seen, abnormally huge. He’s long-limbed, fairly large-boned frame, and sinewy; definitely slender but not skinny. His penis is circumcised and appears perfectly flaccid and it hangs more than halfway to his knees. It also appears incredibly wide. His hair looks long and stringy, like maybe he just got out of the pool. No particular body hair to speak of other than some pubic hair. The other is shorter, skinnier, unremarkable in every way. The overexposure made it difficult to make out facial features. I remember that I debated at the time whether or not to describe it as “unusually” large or “abnormally” large. I chose “unusually” because I thought it was less lubricious. I’m no longer a practicing naturist but I was at the time, and naturists are always concerned about the perception that naturism is a sexual thing. So I was very ambivalent about the article in the first place and I really tried to play down the whole “big penis” angle. This approach became more difficult as I discovered more about the sheer size of this young man's ungainly organ. A urologist I consulted after receiving a Polaroid of Ed confirmed that the degree of genital overdevelopment was in fact abnormal. He commented that while examining thousands of men in the course of his 20 years of practice, he'd never encountered a flaccid penis quite that large.

This picture was truly startling. I went so far as to try to scale the picture. Ed is three inches high in the picture, his penis is 3/8 of an inch, Janice tells me he’s slightly over six feet tall, etc. I remember distinctly that they indicated this young man had a ten inch flaccid penis, but frankly it looked even bigger than that. Upon reflection, I theorized it was because his penis, even in that completely soft state, it was fatter than his wrist. That, coupled with its length, accounted for its staggeringly huge appearance. Janice had already offered her opinion that the men at the resort were intimidated by this young man’s size and I remember being very skeptical of that theory. Then I saw that picture of his gargantuan dong.. I mean, differences in penis size is something that’s not new to naturists - I think flaccid penis size varies more than erect penis size. And while I wouldn’t claim that naturists don’t note the differences, I can honestly say that your bona fide naturist doesn’t dwell on it (notwithstanding that I’ve now devoted two full paragraphs to this young man’s size). But I must admit thinking that yeah, I might be intimidated by something that outrageously huge. I showed the Polaroid to my wife. Her reaction appeared to me more one of stunned amazement rather than sexual arousal. Her remark upon seeing the picture was something to the effect of "My god, it's FREAKISH!"

Janice was motivated by what she perceived as blatant physiognomic discrimination on the part of the resort and the naturist community at the resort. I too found this an interesting journalistic angle and arranged for my wife and I to visit the resort. We decided that we would attempt to meet Ed and his family before making the journalistic nature of our visit known to the resort management. We met Janice immediately upon arriving at the resort and she arranged to take me to the pool area where Ed would generally be during the afternoon. My wife stayed behind at our room. We arrived at the pool and I recognized Ed from his photo. He was in the water with a friend but he immediately acknowledged Janice and climbed out of the pool. The Polaroid had not prepared me for the sight of this ungodly organ in the flesh. Ed was literally hung like a horse, his flaccid penis possessing a length, girth and meatiness far beyond any penis I'd ever seen (and I'd been a practicing naturist for a decade at that point and visited more than 30 naturist resorts). In the way that all males are practiced at, I gauged the dimensions of this organ and then attempted to avoid staring. Janice, with whom Ed was plainly very friendly, invited him to a picnic she was planning for the next day. He readily accepted the invitation, so eagerly that I suspected that he'd been sexually involved with Janice (a suspicion Janice initially denied but ultimately confirmed). The plan was that my wife and I would stumble upon this picnic and would then have an opportunity to interview Ed. As we were leaving the pool area I noticed a pronounced imbalance in the male-female ratio at the pool - there was one other male besides myself and at least ten females ranging from ages 18 to 60. This struck me as unusual and I wondered whether it was attributable to the presence at the pool of this super-penis.

My wife and I had arranged with Janice to meet her and Ed at a clearing in a wooded area adjacent to the designated picnicing area. As my wife and I approached through the woods we heard giggling and saw Ed following Janice about as she prepared the picnic area. It was plain that he was attempting to interest her in some sort of sexual horseplay and she was politely demurring. Not surprisingly, he was in a state of semi-arousal and his penis was even larger than what I had seen the day before, although it continued to hang perfectly perpendicular to the ground and retained the meatiness and pliability of a flaccid penis. I estimated his semi-turgid length at over ten inches. My wife was quite simply slack-jawed, standing next to me in stunned silence as we spied on Ed and Janice. As we were about to enter the clearing my wife grabbed my hand, took a deep breath and paused for a moment to compose herself. In retrospect this was the first moment that I became aware of the profound sexual effect that this massive penis was having on my wife.

We entered the clearing and Janice reacted with feigned surprise at our presence. Ed reacted with genuine surprise and betrayed a certain amount of disappointment at our presence, no doubt assuming that we were ruining any chance he had for a sexual interlude that afternoon. Janice introduced my wife to Ed. My wife was very attractive in those days, if I must say so myself, but Ed was merely polite and gave no indication of any interest in my wife. My wife, however, reacted in a most unusual way. She was 30 years old at the time and typically assumed a very mature and even matronly tone with younger men that she would meet. But her voice and her demeanor were anything but matronly on this occasion. She half whispered and half giggled a "hello" to the young man and extended a visibly trembling hand for his handshake. I was stunned to note an exaggerated femininity and coquettishness in her behavior that I hadn't seen since our dating days. As my wife later described it to me, it was an involuntary reaction on her part to the presence of such an extraordinary amount of "maleness."

My own reaction to this gigantic cock also surprised me. Although I was very aroused by my wife's reaction, my own already modest penis seemed to be unusually modest, barely peeking out from my pubic bush. My flaccid length varies, and generally my state of arousal would have produced a four inch semi-flaccid penis. I don't know if it was some sort of atavistic male response to a distinctly superior male organ or perhaps just the awkwardness of being the "other guy" in the presence of two females and a gigantic penis, but I was definitely not showing to advantage. Meanwhile my wife was losing her battle to be discreet and Ed caught her staring at his penis on numerous occasions. He must have been accustomed to this because he showed no particular reaction to her obvious fascination with his extraordinary endowment. His attention was firmly focused on Janice, a skinny woman with frizzy hair and a very plain face but with breasts that were extremely large for her frame, a fact that no doubt riveted Ed's attention.

Janice produced a bottle of red wine from a cooler and ostentatiously offered wine to me and my wife but not to Ed, who seemed uninterested in the wine anyway. We were all sitting on a blanket on the ground other than Ed, who sat on the cooler with his enormous dong hanging most of the way to the ground (I couldn't be certain but it seemed to me that he must have been aware that seated on the cooler his penis was displayed more prominently than if he had been sitting on the ground). While I sipped at my wine I noticed that Janice was freely imbibing. I also noted with surprise that my wife, who generally prefers white wine and insists that red wine gives her a headache, was soon working on her second large glass of wine. By the time we'd finished with some cheese and french bread both my wife and Janice were a bit red-cheeked and giggling and otherwise exhibiting the influence of the wine. Janice had turned the conversation to her breasts, in particular the social and physical disadvantages of having disproportionately large breasts. As she was doing this she was sitting in a manner that accentuated her breasts, and although I'm not a breast man I must admit the effect was stunning. Ed reacted to the conversation and Janice's flamboyantly large breasts with a burgeoning erection that continued to extend straight towards the ground but must now have been at least twelve inches long and damn near as thick as the wine bottle. My wife had ceased any attempt to avert her eyes and she was now unabashedly staring at this horse cock. Suddenly my wife turned to face me and said "let's go for a walk in the woods."

I'd noticed a distinct wet spot growing on the blanket where my wife was sitting; she was literally creaming in the presence of this young man's monstrous schlong. My wife's sudden insistence on a walk in the woods could have meant various things, but the wet spot on the blanket suggested to me that my wife was in serious need of a sexual release. As soon as we were out of sight of the clearing my hunch was confirmed. "My God, I could barely keep from touching myself," she gasped. "Let's fuck right now." I was incredibly turned on but curiously quite incapable of producing an erection, so I fingered my wife while she frantically stimulated her clit, bringing herself to orgasm in three minutes whereas she usually required at least 15 minutes of continuous stimulation before coming. After she came I kidded her gently. "I didn't know my wife was such a size queen." I said it in a plainly humorous manner but she replied in a very sincere tone. "It's not that I'm…it's just that…it's just so fucking… huge." She said the word huge with some dismay, as if she couldn't quite comprehend such an enormous cock or her profoundly sexual reaction to it.

She was staring into the distance as she said it and seemed vaguely distressed. I'd never witnessed my wife in such a state, but I somehow instinctively knew what she was feeling. "You want to have it, don't you" I said. She looked at me with a confused and almost sad look and said "I don't know…I've never…I just…it's just so enormous, so…" Her voice trailed off and she gently shook her head. Her eyes were very moist and dreamy looking. "So much manhood," she finished. I believe I'm supposed to say at this point that my heart sank, or I experienced a pang of acute jealousy. But I experienced neither. I can't explain it, but I knew from the moment that my wife first laid eyes on this young man's freakish endowment that she would react this way. She'd never given any indication that size mattered to her, commenting so casually on the subject when we would see an unusually large penis at a naturists gathering that I'm convinced she genuinely was not "size oriented," for lack of a better term. But there was something about the absurd hugeness of such an organ that had definitely gotten under my wife's skin. That my wife should submit to this superior male organ struck me as the natural state of affairs, a fact as simple and undeniable as night following day, the droit de seigneur of the hugely endowed.

We made our way back toward the clearing, my wife trailing slightly behind me. As we approached the clearing I thought I saw something through the leaves that made me stop, and I reached out and gently took my wife by the shoulders as she came up beside me, gently indicating that she too should stop and peer through the leaves into the clearing. She squinted, attempting to see through the lush foliage, and as I was still holding her by the shoulders I felt her become unsteady as her knees buckled at the sight. Ed was on his back, lying on the ground in the clearing, and Janice was kneeling between his spread legs, grasping with two hands his perfectly vertical cock and attempting to fellate him, although she could barely fit the massive head of his cock in her mouth. Her hands didn't begin to encircle his girth, and her attempts to manage his enormity with her two small hands were almost comical, at least to me. My wife stood transfixed, intently staring at this attempted fellating of the most gigantic penis either of us will ever see, and suddenly she emitted an audible sigh, almost a whimper. Her longing for this organ, her need to subject her mouth and vagina to his immensity, were palpable. We continued toward the clearing and Janice suddenly pulled back from the gigantic cock as she heard us approaching, and the cock fell back onto Ed's torso, striking it with a distinct "thwack". My wife actually swooned at that moment, overcome by the sound of this vast pillar of flesh striking against Ed's stomach and chest, the very sound further attesting to the mind-boggling mass of this grotesquely overdeveloped sexual organ. I momentarily supported her until she composed herself and we again proceeded toward the clearing.

Janice was initially startled by our reappearance, but her surprise changed to concern when she saw how unsteady my wife was. Ed had jumped to his feet as we reentered the clearing and his pendulous tumescence was still slightly swaying. It seemed to have a hypnotic effect on my dumbstruck wife, who had abandoned any pretense of discretion and just gazed hungrily at Ed's massiveness. Janice seemed somewhat relieved that her transgression with Ed was not about to be condemned, and she slowly smiled as she noted my wife's fixed gaze. "There's obviously plenty to go around, if you're interested in a party," Janice said.

I stood for a moment with my right hand around my wife’s waist, more assuring myself of her stability than providing any real support. “I think my wife would like that,” I heard myself say.

My response did not immediately register with my severely distracted wife. After a moment she seemed to dully comprehend the import of my words and slowly began to turn her head to look directly at me, but her eyes remained fixed on the giant penis even as her head was turning. At that moment her legs seemed to give way. I managed to catch her as she was halfway to the ground and gently lowered her so that she was sitting on her left hip. After a moment, after I satisfied myself that my wife was alert and sentient, I realized that my wife had simply and genuinely swooned. Her face was flush and her skin around her breasts and torso bore a patina of perspiration. There was no question about it – my wife was afflicted with a virulent case of unreasoning, animal lust.

My wife slowly moved closer to Ed, her eyes fixed on his huge bloated cock. It was as though she was in a trance, being pulled toward him by a magnetic field. Ed looked at me, impassively. I couldn’t bring myself to say, yes, go ahead and take my wife, or even to nod, but something about my reaction was understood by Ed to signal consent, and he began stepping toward my wife.

Again as if in a trance, both her hands moved slowly toward the young man's penis. She wrapped as much of her left hand as she could around the shaft near the head of his cock, and her right hand closer to his body. My wife then began to manipulate this young man's gargantuan member with the kind of abandon I'd never even seen in a porno film. She started jacking him with both her hands simultaneously, swiftly moving up and down the length of it ...and the thing began to swell bigger...and bigger...and bigger.

It was at this point that I first noticed Ed’s testicles. I’d barely adverted to them before, as they seemed to tuck quite neatly behind his amazing penis. Now they were dangling obscenely over my wife, his scrotum hanging perhaps six inches from the base of his cock, cradling two balls that seemed at first unremarkable because of their proportionality to his huge pole. I then realized that their proportionality to a giant cock meant that they too were absurdly huge, one of his balls exceeding in size my entire genitals.

Her eyes grew wide in utter disbelief, and frankly so did mine. Janice simply smiled at us, knowing full well how huge the young man's organ would grow with that kind of manipulation. My wife began to rub the head of his cock all over her face, nuzzling it, then kissing it. She began to lick the underside of his massive cock-head, then swirled her tongue around it, taking care to cover every millimeter it, which by now was nearly the size of her little fist. She began to slurp and suck on the end of it, trying to get as much of the head in her mouth as she could. She jacked him furiously as she rubbed the huge saliva coated member over her cheeks and chin. Pre-cum was oozing out of it and coating her lips. She licked and sucked and slobbered on him like a wild animal in heat.

After frigging herself for perhaps a minute my wife was about to bring herself over the edge when Ed began to moan slightly. With this, my wife slid her hand up Ed’s shaft toward the base of his cock and then stopped playing with herself and brought her right hand up to Ed’s cock, grabbing it just above where her left hand held the base of his organ. This two handed grip afforded my wife a measure of control over Ed’s pulsing python and she pulled the cock from her mouth and resumed rubbing the saliva slathered cockhead over her face. She then popped the head back in her mouth and began again to suck it. She repeated this three or four times, popping the giant glands in and out of her mouth, rubbing it over her cheeks and lips and chin, and Ed responded with more pronounced moans of pleasure. My wife had just pulled Ed’s hugeness from her mouth when the enormous pole of turgid erection literally jerked and emitted an extraordinary jet of creamy white semen that struck my wife’s cheek with such force that it actually splashed and spread over the left side of my wife’s face. A second jet similarly erupted, again striking my wife’s cheek and radiating so that some the liquid splashed into my wife’s left eye. My wife was startled by the eruption and doubly startled when she was struck in the left eye. She seemed temporarily disoriented and turned her head away from the obscenely jerking meat for a moment as she blinked her eyes. But she quickly recovered and attempted to bring the exploding cockhead back into her mouth. Her hands were still positioned at the base of the cock, however, and her control over the violently jerking six inches of cock meat that extended beyond her hands was imperfect and the cock jumped again before she could fit her mouth around it, rocketing a stream of cum against my wife’s upper lip and nose. My wife instinctively slid her hands up his shaft towards the head so that she could better control the throbbing slab of flesh and bring the cockhead back toward her mouth. But she didn’t put it in her mouth – she slightly lifted the cockhead and placed it over her open mouth so that his spitting cock slit was positioned an inch above the entry to her mouth. The next jet of cum disappeared into her mouth, followed by another and another. I counted six huge streams of juice fire into her mouth followed by two lesser ejaculations. I was certain that four spurts had struck my wife’s face before she began taking Ed’s cream into her mouth, and accordingly I watched in growing amazement as the number of Ed’s blasts seemed to number nine, ten, eleven and then twelve.

The ejaculations then ceased, and the spent organ dangled above my stunned wife’s face. The first four gigantic spurts had been sufficient to coat my wife’s entire face, with cum even getting into her hair, each ejaculation seemingly containing more semen that I could produce with one entire orgasm. I then saw my wife’s throat muscles contract and swallow, and I realized that she had pooled the astounding volume of ejaculate in her mouth until Ed’s erupting meat had finished. I won’t say that my wife had never swallowed my cum, but in ten years of marriage she had swallowed perhaps a half-dozen times, very tentatively, each time appearing to permit more cum to escape her mouth than she swallowed.

I broke out of my reverie for a moment and looked over at Janice. Her face bore the same stunned look that mine no doubt possessed. The sight of such enormous genitals exploding so violently into my delicate wife’s face had literally taken her breath away, and she inhaled sharply as looked over at her. She then looked at me, and I realized that I’d been stroking myself, producing an orgasm considerably less pyrotechnic than Ed’s.

My wife emitted a high-pitched sigh and I looked back at her to see that she had resumed pleasuring herself with her right hand as her left hand gripped Ed’s cock and pushed his semi-flaccid cockhead across her face. He wasn't finished yet, it stayed rock hard.

My wife crawled over and got on her back. She threw her legs up in the air, waiting for the young man with the giant cock to invade her. As Ed was kneeling in front of her, about to penetrate my wife, Janice leaned over and handed her a king sized tube of KY jelly. "Trust me honey, you're going to need this," she said. "And you better be careful...letting him cum in you... know what I mean?" Janice's words were wasted on her. She was not concerned about the consequences of what she was about to do. I think it was partly because my sperm count was so low...pregnancy was not an issue she ever had to worry about. I don't think she gave it a passing thought. In fact, she wasn't thinking about anything but that huge cock swinging in front of her. Janice pulled out the Polaroid camera at that point and began taking pictures of this boy with his enormous cock pointed toward my wife.

My wife looked up at Ed with a pleading expression on her face and she handed him the KY jelly. She gasped as he emptied the thing down the length of his shaft and began to stroke his penis with both of his big hands, coating it all over. My wife was beginning to hump her vagina up and down, as if calling to the huge member inches away, ready to penetrate her.

Ed continued to grow bigger and harder as he jacked himself. He guided that thing toward her and barely managed to get the head inside her as my wife wriggled her sopping wet lips on it. He inched a little more in and ...then a little more.

The hugely hung young man had managed to get 4 or 5 inches of his cock inside my wife. The thing that defied belief was that there was nearly a foot of his cock still outside her. She began sliding back and forth from the thrusts. Then, with her legs up on his shoulders, she was in a perfect position to move freely and oh-so-quickly in short little jerks up and down his shaft, near its bulbous head. Janice couldn't resist taking another picture of the young man's horse-sized cock partly inside my wife.
I could tell by the pained look on his face that this young man would not last long with my wife wriggling like that. She was incredibly tight, for lack of experience with anything near the size of the behemoth invading her at that moment.

Her eyes rolled back in her head then, as she tossed around wildly, throwing herself at him with all her might...working more and more and more of his huge penis inside her. "Oh god... Oh god!" she whimpered, "soooo... good!!" And she fucked and fucked her way up and down as much of him as she could. Her level of excitement and the resulting stimulation of his penis was taking its toll on the young man. His face twisted up and he looked down at her, jamming himself in her harder and harder.

"Oh God DAMN! Oh...oh...oh!" And with that, he let go. "Oh...oh...oh!" He continued spasming, lost in the moment, dumping who knows how much semen inside my wife. I knew it was too late, but Janice approached him, softly put her hand on his shoulder and said "Sweetie, for her sake, maybe you should pull out now...know what I mean?" Janice's advice seemed to bring him back to reality, and he quickly did as she suggested. An audible slurping sound emitted from my wife, much like that of pulling ones foot out of a bucket of mud.

A huge glob of semen belched out of her...unlike anything I've ever seen...and it kept pouring out of her, forming a pool on the blanket that must have been 6 inches in diameter. My only thought was that "Holy shit! All of that was inside her!"

Meantime, Ed had not finished cumming...not by any means. He had his giant dong in both hands, jacking up and down on it like a madman... the lubricant, my wife's juices and remnants of all that cum making obscene slurping noises. He spurted again...and again...and again, the huge ropes of sticky semen flying at my wife's face, her hair, her arms, her thighs. And Janice took more pictures. Pictures of my wife splattered with cum. Pictures of Ed with his rock hard penis... swollen to the size of my arm.

When his spasms finally ended, Ed repositioned himself, kneeling near my wife's head. At this point his erection had subsided enough so that his cock hung down at an angle again, but he was still so big that the head of it brushed across her lips. As she lay there, stunned and simply fucked senseless, Ed reached down and gently brushed her cum-matted hair from her face. Then he began to rub the head of his cock all over it. He rubbed it across her cheeks and chin and lips. Her tongue darted out, lapping up the last drops of cum oozing from his still bloated cock. She reached up with her left hand and began to jack him again, swirling her tongue around the head of his big dick. He forced the head it of partway into her mouth again, hunching forward, trying to face fuck her. The young man was not successful. He had begun to grow hard again, and the head of his cock was simply too large to fit in my wife's mouth.

Just then Janice came to her rescue again. She walked up behind Ed and grabbed him by the shoulders "Slow down big boy...save some for me okay?" With that, Ed leaned back and collapsed on the ground next to my wife.

"Whew," was the only sound he made as he lay there absently staring into space.

I spent the next ten minutes using my hands to scrape cum that now covered her body and fed it to her. I was so caught up on the moment that this seemed normal. I even took a taste myself.

By then Ed and Janice had moved on. It hadn't occurred to me before then, but Janice had used my wife to "take the edge off" her well hung young lover...and it worked. I could imagine their lovemaking session lasting for hours on end then, with Janice manipulating his schlong between her huge breasts...jacking him...fucking him...making him cum like a madman.

We were due to eat dinner, but we skipped it. My wife said she was just too full of Ed's cum!! She literally had cum for dinner!!

As for my wife, she'd had quite an experience herself, however short lived...one that would take some time to recover from. I wondered if she would ever fully recover from it actually. Only time would tell.
As it turned out, time would tell that my wife truly would NOT fully recover from that experience. For one thing, Janice made enlarged copies of all the pictures she took, and mailed them to us. So my dear wife could look at them anytime she wanted.

On a separate note, she missed her period a few weeks after we returned home. She missed it again the next month, and the month after that.

My wife's bust was nowhere near the size of Janice's, but she had a substantial pair all the same. That is, until the latest development. She didn't just grow somewhat larger, her breasts quite literally doubled in size. And at less than 3 months along, she was no longer able to get her pants buttoned. She was delighted with the changes in her body...simply radiant..."glowing" you might say. Another month passed, and her breasts were even bigger still, she couldn't begin to fit in the insanely huge bras we'd bought, and she was quite visibly swollen pregnant. I remembered Ed's reaction to Janice's big breasts, and wondered "What would he think of my wife now?!" So the weeks passed, and I did my best to satisfy her insatiable appetite for sex. She wanted it twice a day...at least. Then one day, as we were sitting around the dinner table, she asked me..."honey, when can we visit that nature resort again?"