doberman
09-22-2010, 04:04 PM
Land of the Giants
Playthings
By David Oberman
d_oberman@hotmail.com
Chapter One
Prologue
To refresh your memory,
It has been eight years since the sub-
orbital passenger craft 'Spindrift' took
its ill-fated flight towards for London,
England. The pilot for this particular
flight was Captain Steve Burton. An
athletic man, with a slim physique. Along
with his copilot and engineer, Commander
Dan Erickson, a blackman who had previously
participated in the Olympics Decathlon.
Also part of the flight crew was flight
attendant Betty Ann Hamilton. This
beautiful blonde woman had been raised in a
very restrictive family environment. Her
leaving the family home was met with great
anger on the part of her parents, but she
never looked back.
They carried along with them four
passengers. The moviestar and socialite,
Valerie Ames Scott, a ravishing redhead
with shoulder length hair as soft as silk.
She had made her career through the
infamous casting couch, but her movies did
extremely well. She did have the talent,
both on the screen and off. Though the
studios tried to keep it under wraps, her
promiscuity always made the headlines of
the supermarket rag magazines.
Sitting next to her was the multi-
billionaire, Mark Wilson. He made his
fortune in electronics, following in the
footsteps of his mentor, Bill Gates in the
late eighties. He was a natural wizard
when it came to anything electronic.
Despite his being behind a desk most of his
life, he still managed to keep trim with a
strict regimen of exercise. He was taking
this particular trip for a take-over
meeting in England.
The third passenger was a young boy by he
name of Barry Lockridge and his dog,
Chipper. He was just recently orphaned and
was on his way to England to be raised by
his maternal grandparents. At fourteen, he
was shy and inexperienced in sex.
And finally we come to the fourth passenger
of this ill-fated flight, Commander
Alexander B. Fitzhugh. He was actually a
con-man and smuggler trying to escape the
United States with his latest profits,
while posing as a military officer with
secret documents to be hand-delivered. He
planned to disappear as soon as the flight
landed at Heathrow Air Terminal.
The flight took off from San Francisco as
scheduled and reached its sub-orbital
trajectory within minutes. It was here
that the 'Spindrift' encountered a spatial
anomaly, which sent the craft careening off
course into an unknown universe.
When the Captain finally brought the craft
back under control, everything appeared, as
it should be, except that he had lost all
radio communication with the Earth below.
He was forced to bring his craft to a
landing without any tower assistance.
He saw the runway and came to a smooth
landing. He and his copilot, Dan, were
immediately aware of the unnaturalness of
the airport. The Heathrow Airport should
have been buzzing with activity, yet they
saw no movement through the thick fog that
blanketed the runway.
They decided to advise the passengers
before going outside to see where the
problem may lie in the towing procedures.
They both stepped out of the craft and
began walking in the direction that they
thought the control tower should be.
Suddenly powerful lights that immersed them
in its beam blinded them. Thinking that
another craft was about to land on top of
them, they instinctively ducked out of the
way.
You can imagine the shock that coursed
through their bodies when they realized
that a Giant car was the source of the
light. The vehicle towered above them like
a rolling ten-storey building. So small
were they that the undercarriage cleared
their heads at almost twice their height.
They ran back to the 'Spindrift' and made
ready for immediate departure from the
nightmare they had just encountered. Under
the dumbfounded stare of their passengers,
they revved up the engines and began to
taxi down, what they now knew was a Giant
road, for take-off.
Mark and Fitzhugh could be heard protesting
this, for they still believed that they had
arrived at Heathrow Airport near London,
England. Their intended destination.
The Captain disregarded their objections
and took off. But for some reason the
'Spindrift' could not reach low orbit as it
was designed to do. After a fruitless
discussion with Dan, his copilot, it was
decided to bring the craft back down and
land it. But they would try and find a
secluded place, away from prying eyes.
From this high an altitude, they could
clearly see the Giant city below. At its
far side was a large forested area. The
Captain and copilot both agreed that this
would be a good location to hide, until
they could figure out where they were, how
they had gotten there. And most
importantly, how they could leave this
nightmarish world for their own.
The landing itself was rough. Amidst
screams of protest from the passenger
compartment, the Captain managed a
miraculous landing among giant trees the
size of skyscrapers and bushes the size of
the Redwoods of California.
Once immobilized he knew that he would now
have to explain his action towards the
remainder of the now marooned passengers of
his craft, the 'Spindrift'.
At first, none could believe the fanciful
tale that this pilot was telling them. But
this was soon shelved at their first
encounter with a Giant rattlesnake, as long
as a freight train. It was also during
this encounter, with the Giant beast, that
Fitzhugh's true identity was revealed to
all. When his briefcase was torn apart and
his ill-gotten gains flew to the winds.
Despite this revelation, young Barry still
looked up to the man. In the years that
followed, he never truly lost his flair to
look for a new con. Even though his marks
were over twenty times his present size.
Being marooned as they were left little
choice in clothing. The male crew-members
had a few airline jumpsuits that they would
wear alternately while one of them was
being washed.
Mark and Barry, being passengers had their
own luggage with them. And this caused no
problem. That is until Barry began growing
out of his. At that time Mark agreed to
share some of his.
The two woman have been sharing Valerie's
clothing out of her luggage. Unfortunately
for the prudish Betty, these consisted
mostly of mini-dresses even shorter than
her uniform, which she always resented.
In this new world, their stature was no
more than six inches in height compared to
the towering Giants that lived here. This
is how the passenger and crew of the
'Spindrift' came to be marooned as
Lilliputians in the LAND OF THE GIANTS.
Chapter Two
As I mentioned earlier, it has been nearly
eight years since the 'Spindrift' was first
marooned on this damnable planet. A planet
inhabited by humans twenty times taller
than Earth norm.
Through their adventures they had made
allies, but the Giant's Government had
relentlessly hunted them down. They had
escaped hundreds of traps and when that
failed they had luckily managed escaped
imprisonment.
Along the way they had even saved a few
Giants lives. Their Earth human nature
would not allow them to let anybody suffer
needlessly if they could help it.
When they had first landed here, Valerie
tried to control herself in regards to her
sexual needs. She realized soon after
their landing in this place that the men
needed to concentrate on finding a means to
return to Earth safely.
But as time rolled by, they had all
resigned themselves to the situation that
now faced them. Barring a miracle, they
would have to live out their lives in this
Land of the Giants.
That's when she began to approach Steve,
then Mark and eventually even young Barry
into her nest of sexual gratification. She
left Dan alone for Betty.
Betty, with her strict upbringing, was
monogamous in nature and was attracted to
Dan, even before the craft ever left for
their ill-fated flight. Despite being in
her late twenties at departure, she had
remained a virgin. To help in this, she
did seek out advice from the only other
female companion of the group. And luckily
for her Valerie was a nymphomania
encyclopedia of information on the subject
of sex.
But as I said, she was monogamous, and Dan
would be the only man for her.
At first, the idea of sharing the redheaded
moviestar caused great friction between
Mark and Steve. That is until Valerie took
them both on at the same time.
This first threesome had Steve getting
sucked by her, while Mark was busily eating
out her pussy. Then they would switch
places and continue on. That first, group
get together, went well into the following
morning. Valerie had been fucked three
times by each and had sucked two loads of
cum each. Let us simply say that everyone
was satisfied by the service that night,
three years ago.
Barry was finding it hard to be included
into the group. Starting in this adventure
as a teen, he would grow more mature and
was continuously mothered by both Betty and
Valerie as the years rolled by.
But both beautiful women still only saw him
as a boy despite his now being in his
twenties. Each time one of the girls would
pass near him he would feel his cock stir
in excitement.
On his eighteenth birthday he had spied
Betty bathing in the secluded creek that
the marooned group had discovered for that
purpose. He watched, hypnotized, as the
blonde stewardess began caressing her naked
breast and then slip a hand into her
crotch.
He would have had his cock in his hand by
now. Trying to time his stroke to her
hand. Imagining that his cock was stroking
in and out of her pussy.
As she would lie on her back against a
Giant pebble, Barry could clearly see her
fingers disappear into her gaping cunt, as
she stroked her finger in and out. He
could hear her breath come in short gasp,
as her own excitement approached its peak.
Then without any warning, he would watch as
her back arched in her climax of self-
gratification. He would cum at almost the
same instance every time.
After that first peeping encounter with
Betty, he would try and catch either of
them at the creek whenever he could.
Sometimes he was lucky, sometimes not.
His most memorable experience was when he
found Valerie and Betty both nude on the
shore. At first he was confused about what
was going on. He could clearly see the
women on top of each other, but they
weren't facing each other's face.
With Betty underneath, Valerie's face
seemed to be buried in between Betty's
legs, and vice versa. He looked on in
curiosity as to what the two mature women,
they were in their early thirties by now,
were doing to each other. He approached
the pair cautiously, not wanting to be
caught spying.
In this instance, he got closer than he
ever had before. He was a mere ten feet
away of the ravishing beauties. So close
that he could actually hear their
breathing. He looked on in amazement as he
could now clearly see Betty's tongue reach
up and lick Valerie's blood swelled
pussylips. And he assumed that Valerie
was doing the same to Betty's cunt.
"Oh yes Val!" Betty said. "Keep doing
that. Suck my clit. Oh God! That feels
so good."
Barry could hear the licking sound
emanating from Betty's crotch. But he
didn't know what a 'clit' was. He thought
that was what women called their pussylips.
He pulled out his cock again and began
masturbating while observing the two women
before him.
Betty bit down on one of Val's pussylip and
pulled on it with her teeth, then let it
snap back.
"Oooooh!" Valerie exclaimed. "Do that
again hon. That felt nice."
And again Betty pulled with her teeth, this
time she repeated the gesture to the other
pussylip.
Barry looked on, mesmerized, at the
elasticity of the woman's pussylips. Then,
unconsciously, he stepped out of his cover
in the bushes and got in for a closer look.
It was just then that Betty opened her eyes
and was looking up from between Valerie's
open legs. She was shocked to see sweet
innocent Barry standing above them, jerking
on his now mature cock. Just at that
moment he came.
He shot his jism over the intertwined
female couple and showered Valerie's back
with his hot juices. Valerie knew that
someone had interrupted her lesbian
pleasure with Betty, and she didn't like
that. She abruptly turned over and was
astounded to see that it was Barry.
Unable to control his ejaculation, Barry
kept on shooting his sperm in the air
before the two women, who were now sitting
before him.
Not wanting to waste this fresh sperm,
Valerie got to her knees and crawled
towards the naive young man and took his
spurting tool into her mouth and began to
earnestly suck the juices out of him.
Betty just looked on, dumbfounded. She had
never actually sucked a cock before.
Despite fucking Dan now for close to three
years, she had only licked it tentatively
in the past. But now, seeing Valerie
sucking Barry's cock before her eyes, she
had an urge to learn how to from her sexual
mentor.
She approached the locked couple and
watched closely as Valerie's lips sucked
feverishly on the young man that Barry had
grown into. She knew that Valerie was
swallowing the white fluid as she could see
her throat muscles work on swallowing. She
was licking her own lips with her tongue at
the sight before her.
Barry's knees were weakening and he found
himself on his knees before the sucking
redhead. Without thinking, he grasped her
thick red hair and began to energetically
fuck his hips into her face.
Being the trained veteran of the group,
Valerie accommodated him without flinching.
Betty just looked on in amazement as
Valerie took in all nine inches of Barry's
cock. Neither of the women had even
realized, before now, that young Barry was
now a man. Not able to hold off any
longer, Betty ducked under Valerie's
sucking lips and began licking Barry's
bloated balls.
This being his first sexual encounter of
his life, Barry couldn't prevent shooting a
second load into Val's sucking mouth.
"Unngghhh!" Was all that he could utter.
Once emptied, his cock began to soften
somewhat. Valerie kept on sucking, hoping
for yet another shot of jism to come to
her, but he was now spent. For now.
She released his now flaccid cock and
smiled at Betty who still had one of
Barry's balls trapped between her lips.
She ducked down and buried her face back
into Betty's gaping cunt and proceeded to
finish what was interrupted.
"Ooooooh!" Betty's voice vibrated against
Barry's trapped balls.
The tree of them remained there for over an
hour. During which time, Valerie
introduced sex to Barry. Which he enjoyed
immensely. While at the request of Betty,
she would teach the blonde stewardess the
art of cocksucking. Barry didn't mind
being the learning tool in this. He was
learning a lot himself.
'Boy, was Dan in for a surprise tonight,'
Betty was thinking.
It was on this particular afternoon that
Mr. Fitzhugh came upon the clearing. His
eyes almost bugged out as he saw his young
protégé being serviced, not by one, but
both of the beautiful women of the group.
His eyes burned green with envy and
jealousy. Among the whole group, he was
now, most definitely the only one not
getting any.
Oh sure, he could understand why the girls
would reject his approach. He was no Errol
Flynn. Overweight and crooked to booth, he
never had much success, even back on Earth.
But it just wasn't fair that everybody
could fuck the two luscious women, while
denying him the same.
Hiding away, he could only watch in hiding
whenever one or the other would get fucked.
He had discovered their secret love nest
long ago.
Betty and Dan would usually fuck in the
security of the passenger compartment of
the ship whenever they had the chance to be
alone. On those occasions, Fitzhugh would
sneak back to camp and watch them through
one of the passenger portholes.
Jerking himself off and shooting his jism
all over the hull of the marooned craft.
He would then have to clean off his mess
before someone noticed the telltale signs.
Valerie would usually indulge herself with
both Steve and Mark together. Their
hideaway was an abandoned rodent lair not
too far away. And they would usually go
there in the middle of the night.
When he first discovered their secret love
nest, he couldn't take the chance of being
discovered. He would stay at the mouth of
the entrance and listen to the heavy
breathing and climaxing that was going on
in the dark recesses of the grotto.
For the next few days after that discovery,
Fitzhugh would go out into the woods alone.
Nobody knew what he was up to this time.
They had given up long ago on trying to
reform his ways.
Unbeknownst to them, he was back at the
grotto site. Or more precisely, parallel
to it. He had stolen a Giant spoon and
fork. The fork prong, he was using as a
pick, while the spoon served as a shovel.
He was busily digging a secondary tunnel to
reach Valerie's secret love nest.
It took him weeks of digging, but he
finally broke through. He didn't want the
two tunnels breaking into each other. He
just wanted to create a secret hide away of
his own so he could look in on the
starlet's fucking action.
While leaving a wall between the two
grottos, Fitzhugh managed to carve out four
peepholes where he could look in on the
regular orgy that Valerie would indulge
herself in.
The first opportunity for him to watch the
redheaded nymphomaniac was two nights
later. While feigning to sleep he could
hear the threesome sneak out of camp.
Waiting a couple of minutes, he got up and
followed them to the grotto. He stopped
briefly at the entrance to make sure that
they were there. He could hear them
rustling inside. With a wide grin he made
his way to his own private cave.
He couldn't risk using the flashlight so he
made his way carefully to the far wall.
About ten feet out, he could make out the
faint light coming from the other cave.
This made it easier for him now. He
approached his peepholes cautiously.
The first one didn't give him any kind of a
view, so he moved over to the next. There
he witnessed just how much of a nympho
Valerie truly was.
She was straddling a prone Mark. With his
cock stuffed deeply inside her cunt, while
urging Steve to stick his into her upturned
ass.
Mark was busily sucking on one of her
hanging nipples.
Behind her, Steve was now grasping her hips
and pushing his own stiff member in between
her asscheeks.
"Oooh Yes, Steve," she yelled out. "Just
like that. Stuff that stiff cock of yours
in me. Do it now!!"
With one strong shove Steve sent his full
ten inches into her willing ass. That was
also the signal for Mark to start thrusting
upward into her quim.
Fitzhugh looked on, salivating, as he
tugged on his meager seven incher. He no
longer cared what women thought of him,
sexually. At least now he could benefit
some pleasure out of their depravity.
Mark and Steve could feel each other's cock
rubbing against each other through the thin
membrane that separated Valerie's cunt and
asshole.
Fitz didn't last long before shooting his
load against the cave wall.
'At least I won't have to clean up here!'
He thought to himself.
Then he heard a blood-curdling yell
escaping from the other cave. He looked in
again and it was Valerie.She was in the
midst of an explosive climax. All the
while Mark kept sucking on her tits
voraciously.
Once each of the men had shot a load, the
threesome would disengage themselves and
switch position. Steve would now get her
pussy, while Mark moved on to Valerie's
willing mouth.
On and on it went. Fitzhugh couldn't keep
up with the curvaceous redhead. After
cumming four times himself he fell into a
blissful sleep in his own private cave.
The three fucking adults on the other side
continued on into the night. Valerie was
insatiable when it came to sex. That's
probably the main reason why Mark and Steve
eventually called a truce over her.
They both came to the realization that
alone, neither could satisfy her. Even
double-teaming her, they would be exhausted
by the end of the night. But Valerie would
still be sucking their cocks for just one
more round.
Chapter Three
When Val came to the realization that Barry
was now a man, her mind began churning up
new plans for her sexual escapades.
'Maybe now,' she thought. 'I'll get some
satisfaction.'
She wasn't displeased with the performances
of Mark and Steve, but she was never quite
satisfied enough after their sessions. And
since she promised hands off of Dan, to
Betty. She had to do the best with what
was at hand.
But now, with three cocks available to her
whim.
"Mmmmmmh! I can't wait till next time,"
she said aloud to no one.
First she would make sure that Barry would
be enticed enough to want her. This, she
knew would be no problem. What barely
virgin boy could refuse something as sweet
and hot as her. The difficult part of her
plans was to convince her other two lovers
to share her with yet another. But she had
the most powerful argument for them.
'One of three,' she thought of the argument
she would use on them. "Or none at all!'
One couldn't quite argue that point. True,
they could rape her anytime they wanted.
And she wouldn't even mind it. But she
knew that they wouldn't risk that. For all
they knew, she could run away from camp
after being raped.
She knew better, but she counted on their
nobility for not taking that kind of
chance.
Valerie's first occasion to breach the
subject was of course with Barry. She told
the group that she was off to wash up. And
as she expected, Barry was there already,
waiting for her.
He had run ahead and was breathing heavily
from the exertion of his race. Valerie
smiled at his exuberance for her body. She
walked up to him and kissed the young man
soulfully, pushing her tongue past his lips
for his first frenchkiss.
It took him by surprise to feel her tongue
inside of his inexperienced mouth. But he
soon found that he enjoyed the sensations
that it produced and tried to mimic her
action with his own.
From years of practice, Valerie deftly
removed her clothing while still clenched
in their kiss. Then proceeded to do the
same for Barry.
Within moments the two of them were naked
and their flesh were pressed hard against
each other. This was the first time that
Barry would feel naked tits against his own
chest, but it would definitely not be the
last.
Val then guided Barry to the ground and
took his tool into her mouth and sucked his
cock to full life. Barry took a deep
breath as he felt her engulf his penis.
When Val removed her lips from his stiff
cock he objected loudly.
"No, don't stop," he yelled at her.
"Please don't stop now," he begged.
Val smiled up at him.
"Don't worry sweety," she assured him.
"We're just getting started."
With that she crawled up his prone body
until her vagina was targeted just above
his stiff missile. Then she plunged
herself down on him, burying his cock into
her pussy in a single, smooth motion.
"Ungh!" Barry groaned loudly.
Then grabbing her by the hips he began
pumping his hips up into her kneeling body
instinctively. He didn't exactly know what
he was doing. But judging from Valerie's
reaction, he must be doing it right.
There's nothing that Valerie loved more
than teaching a virgin about fucking. She
smiled broadly as she humped on Barry's
virile body.
'Yes, he is most definitely a man,' she
whispered to herself.
Barry's first lesson lasted most of that
afternoon. Betty suspected that Valerie
had Barry with her, she didn't mind. Just
as long as she had her Dan. That was all
that concerned her.
The rest of the men were ignorant of the
goings on at the creek. Even Fitzhugh
didn't consider Barry a threat, despite
having witnessed the boy's escapade with
both women just a few days before. He
still thought of him as a boy.
During his first lessons, Barry learned
about cocksucking, and fucking of course.
But he also learned about eating pussy. At
first he thought this too depraved to
participate in. He confused the pussy with
where a woman peed from.
That is until Valerie reminded him that men
piss from their cocks, but that's where
their fuck juices come from nevertheless.
He paused to consider this and had to agree
with her. So reluctantly he agreed to try
eating her pussy.
It didn't take him long to be converted.
And Valerie soon discovered that the man
that she only saw as a boy, until only
recently, was in fact a natural cunt
licker.
Once he got started sucking her cunt, she
had a hard time to make him stop.
Eventually things evolved to the next
lesson. Sixty-nining. This also, he
learned quickly and felt this to be his
favorite position to date.
When the lessons were finally finished, at
Valerie's insistence. They both made their
way back to the camp by different routes.
Valerie arrived first, beating Barry by a
good fifteen minutes. Betty smiled at
Valerie mischievously at seeing the flushed
look on her face. If she had doubts
before, they were dissipated now. Valerie
had been making out with Barry as well.
Valerie's next hurdle was to convince her
other two adult lovers. Their next thrift
was going to be tomorrow night. That would
be the right time to spring this on them.
Fitzhugh was ready for the next fuck
session. This time he got there ahead of
the threesome. He came prepared for the
show this time. He managed to store away
some food and even some liquor from a
discarded Giant bottle of whiskey he had
found.
Yes, if he wasn't going to get fucked.
Then by god he was still going to have a
good time for himself. He was all set up
in his secret viewing room, waiting for the
performers to arrive. He pulled out his
whiskey reserve and poured a generous
portion into a Giant thumb-guard used for
sewing. He took a deep swallow of the
alcohol and waited patiently
Sounds emanating from the adjacent cave let
him know that his three compatriots were
entering. He waited a few more minutes
before peering in.
Valerie was already naked and on her knees.
She had Mark's cock in her mouth as it
stuck out of his pants. Steve was busily
stripping next to them. As soon as his
cock was freed, Valerie sucked it in as
well. She had both cocks in her mouth and
licking them inside.
"Mmmmmmmh!" Was all that she could utter,
with her mouth stuffed with the two virile
cocks.
Both men had a hand at the back of the
gorgeous redhead's skull to keep her there
as she continued to suck them both. After
a few more minutes of this, Mark stepped
back to strip as well. Steve took this
opportunity to grasp her head and fuck her
face as he would her cunt. He savagely
drove his stiff meat down her throat past
her tonsils.
Valerie was a practiced deepthroat artist.
She loved it when a cock was fucked into
her like this. Never losing Steve's cock,
she pushed him down to the ground on his
back. This gave Mark the perfect target.
Her upturned ass was now facing him.
Grasping her ass cheeks, he spread them
apart and sent his own crowbar into her
ass.
Fitzhugh was watching attentively as the
redheaded nympho of the marooned group
continued to perform before his eyes. Even
on laser disc back on Earth, he rarely saw
such talent. He had to admit that the
starlet was indeed one of a kind.
He took another swig of whiskey as the
performance continued. Steve had now freed
his cock from the sucking vacuum of her
mouth and was pushing the ass fucking
couple backwards, until Mark landed on his
back. With Valerie still impaled on is
cock.
Next, Steve pushed Valerie on her back so
that she was now resting on Mark's chest,
while his cock was still in her ass. This
exposed her cunt for Steve's attention. He
rubbed his cockhead over her pussylips
before stuffing it into her.
"Grab her arms, Mark!" He instructed his
sex partner.
Mark followed his companion's instructions.
"Now twist them into her back," he ordered
next.
Again Mark did as he was told. He twisted
Valerie's arms behind her back. This
caused her to arch her back and stretching
her tits taut across her chest. She loved
that. She loved it when the sex fell into
pain. She loved every aspect of sex.
Steve enjoyed the sight of her taut tits
and twisted her nipples painfully. And so
did their unknown viewer, Fitzhugh.
"Ooooh, yessss!" Valerie groaned in
pleasure to the pain.
Next Steve drove his full ten inches into
her gaping pussy and sent shivers down her
spine at his bestial assault of her cunt.
Mark could also feel the ferocity of
Steve's fucking as only a thin membrane
separated his cock from the one in
Valerie's pussy.
This went on for forty minutes before
Valerie called a halt to the fuck session.
She said that she had something important
before they could go any further.
By this time Fitzhugh had already drunk the
equivalent of a bottle of the whiskey. He
was, quite literally, bombed. He wasn't
quite sure what was going on with his
performers. He couldn't see why they
stopped, all of a sudden like that.
Valerie sat naked in the corner, facing her
two lovers.
"Have you noticed how older Barry has
gotten?" She asked them.
"Uh! What?" Was their only response.
"I said: Barry is all grown up now," she
stared them in the eyes.
"I... I guess," Steve agreed.
"So what does that have to do with this?"
Mark queried.
"I'm planning to add him to my games," she
told them bluntly.
"What!!?" Steve responded in surprise.
"You can't be serious."
"What he said!" Mark threw in.
From his hiding place, Fitzhugh sobered
almost immediately at this latest
announcement from Valerie.
'The boy!!?' He said to himself in
outrage. 'The fucking whore is adding the
boy to her games.'
"Yes, I'm very serious," Valerie continued.
"In case you haven't noticed. He's a grown
man now. And he has needs the same as you
two horny studs. More so, because there's
nobody else his own age to let him."
Her statements outraged Fitzhugh even more.
'What about my needs you dumb bitch,' he
would think. 'I'm a man too you know. But
did you consider my needs in your sex
games. Nooooo!'
He began pacing angrily in his secret cave
as Valerie went on in her arguments to add
Barry for her sexual gratification.
"Listen guys," she went on. "This isn't up
for debate. I'm TELLING you that Barry
will join in, end of argument."
"And what if we don't want him to?" Steve
asked pointedly.
"Then you don't," she responded just as
bluntly.
"Don't what?" Mark asked.
She looked at him sarcastically as she
undulated her hips in a fucking motion.
Both men got the message then.
"Oh!" They echoed their understanding of
the situation.
They paused for a moment as they silently
looked at each other. Then both men
consented to her demands without so much as
uttering a word between themselves. There
would now be four in this sex group in the
future. Valerie had won her victory and
she was now looking forward to the
inclusion of Barry to her fuck orgies.
Now, Fitzhugh was truly excluded from the
group. More so, than ever before. Of the
whole group he would be the only one not to
be allowed to have sex, with anybody. In
his rage, he stumbled his way out of his
private retreat and staggered deeper into
the forest.
He didn't even know where he was heading.
Chapter Four
It was night time before anybody in the
camp noticed that Fitzhugh was missing.
This concerned Barry the most. For despite
his shortcomings, he had been his mentor
ever since their landing here in this Land
of the Giants.
On numerous occasions, Mr. Fitzhugh had
saved one or another of the group. But he
also got into more trouble then any three
people combined. How many schemes did the
old man try to perpetuate, even here, for a
fast buck.
But Barry still liked him despite his
flaws. He pointed out that he was missing
to Steve and Dan, who went out a short
distance to try and locate their wayward
charge. They returned alone an hour later.
It was now much too dark to continue
searching. They would have to wait till
morning before resuming.
Everybody returned to their sleeping bunk,
in the 'Spindrift, to rest.
Fitzhugh wandered for miles in his drunken
daze before stumbling upon the drainage
pipe. The pipe was a measly four inches
diameter by Giant standards but was about
five feet by Earth humans measurements. He
would have to crouch slightly to travel
inside, but this was nothing new to any of
them.
By this time, some of the liquor had worked
out of his system. He was beginning to
think more clearly. He realized that he
was hopelessly loss by now.
"It is never a good idea to walk into a
forest while drunk," he chastised himself.
Peering deep down the drainage pipe, he
figured that this would be a good place to
hole up till morning. Water was pouring
out of the pipe, but nothing that he hadn't
encountered before in other drainpipes of
the Giant city.
He carefully made is way inside deeper down
the pipe. From experience, the marooned
group had learned that if they were ever
separated, they should seek shelter as deep
as possible within the pipe network of the
city. This would protect them from
accidental discovery by workers or even
animal predators.
He hugged the wall of the pipe as he went
further into the darkness. He could see
some light streaming in at the end. A
drain grate it would seem. He carefully
moved on. Trying to listen for telltale
signs of Giants in the vicinity.
As he continued to move closer to the beam
of light, he could make out laughter and
squeals. Female squeals. This peaked his
curiosity. Foregoing his personal safety,
he approached the lighted grate.
What greeted him was a sight to behold. It
was a shower room of some kind. A girl's
shower room. There above him where Giant
teenage girl's of every description and
they were all naked.
Most of them ranged between the ages of
twelve to fourteen by his reckoning, but a
few appeared to be around sixteen or
seventeen. These were the ones that
interested him. Peering up at the treasure
of naked pubescent pussies, he pulled out
his small penis and began jerking himself
off.
Everywhere he looked was another naked ass
being rubbed with soap. The younger one's
were too naïve to do anything of interest,
but the older ones were spending a long
time soaping their pussy areas.
He knew that they were actually rubbing
their Giant clits, while trying to act
nonchalant to the others around them.
Fitzhugh could hear some of those girls
breathing in irregular fashion as they
approached climax. He looked on with
interest when he noticed one of them had
actually inserted her middle finger inside
of herself.
His eyes almost bugged out when he looked
higher up to see how her tits looked. She
was a Giant teenage version of Valerie,
right down to her red hair. About sixteen
he would have guessed.
He could see that her tits were in full
bloom. The lips were just as sexy looking
and the eyes, those green orbs were just as
mesmerizing. And from her public
performance before the dozen girls around
her, he suspected that she may well be just
as much a nympho as the Valerie he knew
back at the camp.
One by one the girls in the shower room
would leave. Drying themselves off as they
wrapped their towel around their chest and
made their way out of the room. They had
all left until only the Giant 'Valerie' was
the only one left.
She looked around to make sure that she was
alone before digging into her towel and
pulling out a dildo. It was over eight
Earth feet in length and about as wide as
Fitzhugh's portly body.
Fitzhugh looked on as the Giant sixteen-
year-old began massaging her tits with the
instrument. She would then bring it up to
her mouth and suck it in. This was just to
get it lubricated before she brought it to
where it was really needed, her pussy.
Fitzhugh jerked furiously on his cock as he
watched mesmerized, as the Giant dildo was
forced deep into the crevasse that was her
pussy. Already four feet of the Giant wand
had been swallowed by the cavernous vagina.
He could hear her breathing coming in short
gasp as she continued to push even more of
it inside of her. Fitzhugh was now timing
his stroke to her stroking of the dildo
into her sucking cunt. He could also
clearly make out her clit. The nub had
grown as big as his forearm and was being
rubbed freely by her free hand as she
continued to stroke the dildo in and out of
her clutching pussylips.
Fitzhugh came in a powerful surge. The
best that he had ever had, as near as he
could recall. At that same instance, the
focus of his attention was also cumming.
He could see her juices just pouring out of
her and heading his way through the
drainage pipe.
He stumbled closer to the lip of the pipe
to try and drink in the sweet juices that
was coming. Gallons upon gallons of it
cascaded over him. Drenching his clothes
in the succulent juices. He just opened
his mouth as wide as he could to drink in
as much as he could.
Up above, the redheaded teen slipped to the
floor. Exhausted from her climax. She
pulled the imbedded dildo out of her cunt
and brought it up to her lips to suck it
clean. Though she had never heard of
bisexuality, none of the Giants had, she
found the taste of her own juices
intoxicating. She would lick it and suck
it clean before hiding it from prying eyes.
In fact, in this world of Giants, such
things as bisexuality was so taboo that if
a person was caught it would mean an
minimum two years in jail, no appeal.
Back inside the drainpipe, Fitzhugh had
finally had his fill of the girl's cum and
just sat dumbstruck in a pool of tepid
water. Not caring that his clothes were
now a complete mess. He just looked up
with a stupid grin on his face.
'What a paradise,' he told himself. 'Pure
heaven, this is.'
He then noticed that his Giant 'Valerie'
was leaving the shower room herself. He
poked his head out of the grate to make
sure that nobody was around and then
climbed out to follow this teen beauty that
he had just discovered.
Looking around the corner of the doorway he
could still see her walking down the empty
hallway. Keeping to the wall he cautiously
followed. She stopped at a door and
entered.
'This must be her room,' he thought.
Scurrying across the hall to the opposite
side, he approached the Giant door, which
was now closed. Looking around one more
time, he got to his stomach and slipped
through the crack under the door.
Once inside the brightly lit room he looked
immediately for a hiding place. He made
his way like a scurrying mouse to the legs
of a nearby night table. From here he
could study the whole room in safety.
The first thing that came to his attention
was that his target didn't reside here
alone. It was a room for six, and they
were all there at the moment. Fitzhugh was
disheartened momentarily. He was hoping
that the ravishing teenager slept in a
single room and so would be sleeping in the
nude. This hope was shattered with the
presence of so many other teenage girls.
Four of them were fairly young, probably
only about twelve, the other was only
slightly older. Her tits were only now
beginning to grow. No, only his redhead
was truly grown up. Full chested and hair
around her pussy to prove it.
He just watched, hoping to catch another
glimpse at that magnificent body of hers.
He would not be disappointed.
The Giantess dropped her towel to the
ground, exposing her firm breast to the
occupants of the room. The younger ones
just laughed at the strange appearance of
their roommate. They didn't yet realize
that one day, this would also be happening
to them.
"Aww c'mon Anguel," the other teen
protested to the sixteen-year-old. "Put
your PJs on. That's disgusting. Parading
around like that."
"Anguel," Fitzhugh murmured to himself.
"So my beauty's name is Anguel."
Anguel just stuck out her tongue
mischievously at her younger roommate,
before conceding and slipping on a loose
nightgown over her head. She let the loose
fitting garment slip down her naked body
until it covered everything, to Fitzhugh's
displeasure.
He watched the goings on in the room until
all of the occupants got under their
individual covers and Anguel clicked off
the lights to the room. Obviously, because
she was the oldest, she was also in charge
of this room. Her bed was next to the
window, which allowed the moonlight to
shine over her sleeping form.
Fitzhugh continued to wait in the shadows
for another hour before he made a move. He
crept along the wall towards Anguel's bed.
He quietly ran under it to the far side.
There he took hold of the bed sheet that
was hanging down and strenuously began
climbing up towards her sleeping form
above.
Being so out of shape, meant that it took
him a good ten minutes before he finally
reached the top of the mattress. He fell
to his knees, desperately trying to catch
his breath after exerting himself so much.
He stayed like that for fifteen minutes
more, before he felt well enough to go
ahead with his plan.
He cautiously approached the sleeping
Giantess until he was a mere foot from her
slumbering face. He gazed admiringly at
the ravishing teen beauty before him. Then
he turned and slipped under the covers and
slowly made his way towards her nightgown.
After only a few feet he realized that he'd
have to use his flashlight. He'd hoped
that the covers would mask any light from
outsiders, it did. He could now clearly
see her nightgown hanging before him. He
looked around for an entrance and could
find none.
He'd have to go to the foot of the bed and
work his way back up. It took him a few
minutes to accomplish this. The Giant bed
sheet kept pressing down on him and the
weight was considerable to his Lilliputian
size.
Finally he reached her feet, and there
before him was the open bottom of her
nightgown. After one final moment of
consideration he went on. He knew that he
was about to take a considerable risk. At
any moment she could stir, roll over and
crush him or he could inadvertently wake
her. But he wanted to, no, needed to see
her close up.
He cautiously made his way along her long,
naked legs. They seemed to go on forever.
He finally reached her crotch and there
before him was the jackpot of all pussies.
Her gash was nearly six feet in length and
he knew that it was cavernous from
witnessing that eight-foot dildo disappear
inside of it earlier.
He took a deep whiff and could only detect
a fraction of her sexual essence in the air
around him. He then shined his flashlight
towards her clit. He could clearly see
that it had remained aroused and stiff. He
wished that he had the courage to touch it,
but he didn't dare risk it.
Taking a deep breath he moved on. He would
pull the nightgown away from her slumbering
body to make room for himself as he kept
moving forward. A few minutes later he
reached her heavily hanging tits.
They were mountainous. Her nipples were
still stiff from her climax and they were
the size of his own head. He gazed,
mesmerized, as they moved towards him with
every breath that she took. Each mound was
almost twice his size.
Not able to control himself he approached
the nearest one and touched it lightly.
"Mmmmmh!" Anguel murmured at that touch,
but she did not wake.
Taking heart that his touch didn't wake his
quarry, Fitzhugh pushed his body into the
yielding mound. It felt like an over
filled waterbed. Not much give, but still
flexible. A grin spread across his face at
the warmth that emanated from the fleshy
mound.
Anguel also reacted to the mild crushing
sensation that he had exerted on her tit.
She had unconsciously slipped a finger
under the covers and was pulling up her
nightgown so has to reach her cunt.
Fitzhugh felt the movement but was as yet
unaware of its significance. He buried his
face into her mound and licked the Giantess
flesh with fervor now.
Anguel's hand reached her pussy and was
lightly rubbing the lips in circles. This
aroused her clit and it too was growing
stiff. Next, she slipped a finger inside
her gaping hole and began a slow in and out
fucking motion. While all the while
remaining asleep, the Giant teenager was
masturbating herself towards yet another
orgasm.
Fitzhugh realized that something must be
amidst as he could feel the teens breathing
becoming erratic and shallow. Siding to
the side of caution, he slowly made his way
back towards his exit. Following the
curves of her waist he finally discovered
what had been causing him distress. She
was finger fucking herself in her sleep.
A wide grin appeared on his face in
anticipation to yet another shower from
this ravishing beauty. Shinning his light
directly at the finger action before him,
he got closer. Already the smell of her
sex was intoxicating him. He could clearly
see how wet her pussylips had gotten in
such a brief time.
He got even closer, careful of the Giant
hand manipulating the pussy. Then he
figured that, while her pussy was being
distracted, this would be a good time to
indulge himself.
Throwing caution to the wind, Fitzhugh
approached the bloated pussylips and took a
hold of one of them and pulled with all of
his might to open the sexual chasm for a
better look inside. He wasn't
disappointed. He could clearly see the
Giant finger disappear in the light of his
flashlight. And then come back out again,
soaked with her love juice, then disappear
yet again.
Dropping to his knees he began to earnestly
lick along that Giant pussylip for himself.
He licked along the rim, a mere foot away
from the shoving finger. He no longer
cared. He was finally getting pussy.
After eight long years of neglect from his
own people, he was finally getting some.
When the flashlight caught a glint of the
protruding clit, this caught his attention
as a magnet does nails. The thing was
gigantic.
By his scale, it measured three feet in
length and a foot wide. Not caring about
anything anymore he approached it and began
stroking its side.
This brought out a loud moan from the still
slumbering Anguel. He stopped momentarily,
remembering exactly where he was and what
he was doing. Relieved that the girl was
still sleeping, he resumed his stroking of
the Giant clit.
After a few minutes of this he even wrapped
his arms around it and hugged it for all he
was worth. All the while kissing it and
licking its large surface.
"Mmmmmmh!" Anguel moaned in ecstasy, as
she rolled over and her legs moved apart
instinctively to give better access.
In that instant, Fitzhugh found himself
lifted up as the Giant teen rolled onto her
back, legs spread open. He was now
standing on her groin, still hugging her
clit. Now was the time to panic. How
could he extricate himself from this
situation without being caught.
Anguel moved her hand over her pussy so as
to drive her finger deeper inside of her.
Her wrist was towering over Fitzhugh
blubbering head as she brought it down
slowly towards her vacant pussy.
Fitzhugh ducked its approach but slipped on
the wet skin under him. He involuntarily
slid along the crevasse of her groin until
he landed heavily in between her spread
open thighs. The slight friction along the
length of her gash, as he slid down, had an
immediate reaction from the sleeping
beauty.
"Oooooh!" Was her slumbering response to
this new sensation.
Fitzhugh was breathing heavily at such a
close call. Then he looked up at the open
groin area of his Giant's paramour, and
smiled broadly as a shower of female jism
came trickling down on him. He just stood
there, mouth wide open as he tried to
capture the juices.
For the second time this night he was
soaked with the teen's juices and he
couldn't remember when he was happier. But
now, it was time to leave. So he reversed
course and back tracked his route here.
He got to the lower portion of the
nightgown and then followed the Giantess'
slim body to the neck of the nightgown. He
peered out to make sure that the coast was
clear. In the bright moonlight, he could
see that his fantasy girl was still soundly
asleep.
He crept out from under the cover and
prepared to leave. Looking back he
couldn't help but stare at the young
beauty. Her head turned in his direction
and her mouth slightly open. Breathing
steadily now after her sleeping orgasm.
Seeing those sweet lips open, ever so
slightly before him, he couldn't help
himself. Pulling out his small seven-inch
cock, he began stroking it back to life.
After what he had just gone through, he
expected that it wouldn't take too long
before he was as stiff as he could get it.
He was right.
Within a minute he was finding it hard to
keep is balance as he could feel his blood
pressure mounting from the exertion. He
slowly approached the Giantess' face and
aimed his cock towards her gaping lips.
A few more strokes and his cum came
shooting out and hitting her on her lower
lip. He redirected his aim and the next
shot disappeared into her mouth, landing on
her tongue and taste buds.
This was her first ever taste of sperm and
she smacked her lips shut as she swallowed
the minute amount that was there. Never
waking, her tongue surged out and licked
her lips, trying to gather more of the
tasty fluid that was there.
Fitzhugh knew full well that he could never
satisfy such a Giant appetite, but to
observe this Giant teenager hungrily
seeking out more of his sperm brought a
sense of accomplishment to his old bones.
Now satisfied with himself, he turned and
made his way back to the floor some twenty
feet below.
Once on the ground he checked his watch to
see that he had spent over two hours with
the sleeping Anguel. Again a smile came to
his lips. Even when paying a hooker, he
rarely stayed more than thirty minutes.
'I'll have to come here again,' he told
himself.
He cautiously made his way back to the
door, and slipped under it, back into the
hallway. The lights were dimmed everywhere
now, but caution was still paramount to
survival. He made his way back to the
shower room and the drain that brought him
here in the first place.
He slipped in and found himself a corner to
nestle for the night. For the first time
in years he had a restful sleep.
Playthings
By David Oberman
d_oberman@hotmail.com
Chapter One
Prologue
To refresh your memory,
It has been eight years since the sub-
orbital passenger craft 'Spindrift' took
its ill-fated flight towards for London,
England. The pilot for this particular
flight was Captain Steve Burton. An
athletic man, with a slim physique. Along
with his copilot and engineer, Commander
Dan Erickson, a blackman who had previously
participated in the Olympics Decathlon.
Also part of the flight crew was flight
attendant Betty Ann Hamilton. This
beautiful blonde woman had been raised in a
very restrictive family environment. Her
leaving the family home was met with great
anger on the part of her parents, but she
never looked back.
They carried along with them four
passengers. The moviestar and socialite,
Valerie Ames Scott, a ravishing redhead
with shoulder length hair as soft as silk.
She had made her career through the
infamous casting couch, but her movies did
extremely well. She did have the talent,
both on the screen and off. Though the
studios tried to keep it under wraps, her
promiscuity always made the headlines of
the supermarket rag magazines.
Sitting next to her was the multi-
billionaire, Mark Wilson. He made his
fortune in electronics, following in the
footsteps of his mentor, Bill Gates in the
late eighties. He was a natural wizard
when it came to anything electronic.
Despite his being behind a desk most of his
life, he still managed to keep trim with a
strict regimen of exercise. He was taking
this particular trip for a take-over
meeting in England.
The third passenger was a young boy by he
name of Barry Lockridge and his dog,
Chipper. He was just recently orphaned and
was on his way to England to be raised by
his maternal grandparents. At fourteen, he
was shy and inexperienced in sex.
And finally we come to the fourth passenger
of this ill-fated flight, Commander
Alexander B. Fitzhugh. He was actually a
con-man and smuggler trying to escape the
United States with his latest profits,
while posing as a military officer with
secret documents to be hand-delivered. He
planned to disappear as soon as the flight
landed at Heathrow Air Terminal.
The flight took off from San Francisco as
scheduled and reached its sub-orbital
trajectory within minutes. It was here
that the 'Spindrift' encountered a spatial
anomaly, which sent the craft careening off
course into an unknown universe.
When the Captain finally brought the craft
back under control, everything appeared, as
it should be, except that he had lost all
radio communication with the Earth below.
He was forced to bring his craft to a
landing without any tower assistance.
He saw the runway and came to a smooth
landing. He and his copilot, Dan, were
immediately aware of the unnaturalness of
the airport. The Heathrow Airport should
have been buzzing with activity, yet they
saw no movement through the thick fog that
blanketed the runway.
They decided to advise the passengers
before going outside to see where the
problem may lie in the towing procedures.
They both stepped out of the craft and
began walking in the direction that they
thought the control tower should be.
Suddenly powerful lights that immersed them
in its beam blinded them. Thinking that
another craft was about to land on top of
them, they instinctively ducked out of the
way.
You can imagine the shock that coursed
through their bodies when they realized
that a Giant car was the source of the
light. The vehicle towered above them like
a rolling ten-storey building. So small
were they that the undercarriage cleared
their heads at almost twice their height.
They ran back to the 'Spindrift' and made
ready for immediate departure from the
nightmare they had just encountered. Under
the dumbfounded stare of their passengers,
they revved up the engines and began to
taxi down, what they now knew was a Giant
road, for take-off.
Mark and Fitzhugh could be heard protesting
this, for they still believed that they had
arrived at Heathrow Airport near London,
England. Their intended destination.
The Captain disregarded their objections
and took off. But for some reason the
'Spindrift' could not reach low orbit as it
was designed to do. After a fruitless
discussion with Dan, his copilot, it was
decided to bring the craft back down and
land it. But they would try and find a
secluded place, away from prying eyes.
From this high an altitude, they could
clearly see the Giant city below. At its
far side was a large forested area. The
Captain and copilot both agreed that this
would be a good location to hide, until
they could figure out where they were, how
they had gotten there. And most
importantly, how they could leave this
nightmarish world for their own.
The landing itself was rough. Amidst
screams of protest from the passenger
compartment, the Captain managed a
miraculous landing among giant trees the
size of skyscrapers and bushes the size of
the Redwoods of California.
Once immobilized he knew that he would now
have to explain his action towards the
remainder of the now marooned passengers of
his craft, the 'Spindrift'.
At first, none could believe the fanciful
tale that this pilot was telling them. But
this was soon shelved at their first
encounter with a Giant rattlesnake, as long
as a freight train. It was also during
this encounter, with the Giant beast, that
Fitzhugh's true identity was revealed to
all. When his briefcase was torn apart and
his ill-gotten gains flew to the winds.
Despite this revelation, young Barry still
looked up to the man. In the years that
followed, he never truly lost his flair to
look for a new con. Even though his marks
were over twenty times his present size.
Being marooned as they were left little
choice in clothing. The male crew-members
had a few airline jumpsuits that they would
wear alternately while one of them was
being washed.
Mark and Barry, being passengers had their
own luggage with them. And this caused no
problem. That is until Barry began growing
out of his. At that time Mark agreed to
share some of his.
The two woman have been sharing Valerie's
clothing out of her luggage. Unfortunately
for the prudish Betty, these consisted
mostly of mini-dresses even shorter than
her uniform, which she always resented.
In this new world, their stature was no
more than six inches in height compared to
the towering Giants that lived here. This
is how the passenger and crew of the
'Spindrift' came to be marooned as
Lilliputians in the LAND OF THE GIANTS.
Chapter Two
As I mentioned earlier, it has been nearly
eight years since the 'Spindrift' was first
marooned on this damnable planet. A planet
inhabited by humans twenty times taller
than Earth norm.
Through their adventures they had made
allies, but the Giant's Government had
relentlessly hunted them down. They had
escaped hundreds of traps and when that
failed they had luckily managed escaped
imprisonment.
Along the way they had even saved a few
Giants lives. Their Earth human nature
would not allow them to let anybody suffer
needlessly if they could help it.
When they had first landed here, Valerie
tried to control herself in regards to her
sexual needs. She realized soon after
their landing in this place that the men
needed to concentrate on finding a means to
return to Earth safely.
But as time rolled by, they had all
resigned themselves to the situation that
now faced them. Barring a miracle, they
would have to live out their lives in this
Land of the Giants.
That's when she began to approach Steve,
then Mark and eventually even young Barry
into her nest of sexual gratification. She
left Dan alone for Betty.
Betty, with her strict upbringing, was
monogamous in nature and was attracted to
Dan, even before the craft ever left for
their ill-fated flight. Despite being in
her late twenties at departure, she had
remained a virgin. To help in this, she
did seek out advice from the only other
female companion of the group. And luckily
for her Valerie was a nymphomania
encyclopedia of information on the subject
of sex.
But as I said, she was monogamous, and Dan
would be the only man for her.
At first, the idea of sharing the redheaded
moviestar caused great friction between
Mark and Steve. That is until Valerie took
them both on at the same time.
This first threesome had Steve getting
sucked by her, while Mark was busily eating
out her pussy. Then they would switch
places and continue on. That first, group
get together, went well into the following
morning. Valerie had been fucked three
times by each and had sucked two loads of
cum each. Let us simply say that everyone
was satisfied by the service that night,
three years ago.
Barry was finding it hard to be included
into the group. Starting in this adventure
as a teen, he would grow more mature and
was continuously mothered by both Betty and
Valerie as the years rolled by.
But both beautiful women still only saw him
as a boy despite his now being in his
twenties. Each time one of the girls would
pass near him he would feel his cock stir
in excitement.
On his eighteenth birthday he had spied
Betty bathing in the secluded creek that
the marooned group had discovered for that
purpose. He watched, hypnotized, as the
blonde stewardess began caressing her naked
breast and then slip a hand into her
crotch.
He would have had his cock in his hand by
now. Trying to time his stroke to her
hand. Imagining that his cock was stroking
in and out of her pussy.
As she would lie on her back against a
Giant pebble, Barry could clearly see her
fingers disappear into her gaping cunt, as
she stroked her finger in and out. He
could hear her breath come in short gasp,
as her own excitement approached its peak.
Then without any warning, he would watch as
her back arched in her climax of self-
gratification. He would cum at almost the
same instance every time.
After that first peeping encounter with
Betty, he would try and catch either of
them at the creek whenever he could.
Sometimes he was lucky, sometimes not.
His most memorable experience was when he
found Valerie and Betty both nude on the
shore. At first he was confused about what
was going on. He could clearly see the
women on top of each other, but they
weren't facing each other's face.
With Betty underneath, Valerie's face
seemed to be buried in between Betty's
legs, and vice versa. He looked on in
curiosity as to what the two mature women,
they were in their early thirties by now,
were doing to each other. He approached
the pair cautiously, not wanting to be
caught spying.
In this instance, he got closer than he
ever had before. He was a mere ten feet
away of the ravishing beauties. So close
that he could actually hear their
breathing. He looked on in amazement as he
could now clearly see Betty's tongue reach
up and lick Valerie's blood swelled
pussylips. And he assumed that Valerie
was doing the same to Betty's cunt.
"Oh yes Val!" Betty said. "Keep doing
that. Suck my clit. Oh God! That feels
so good."
Barry could hear the licking sound
emanating from Betty's crotch. But he
didn't know what a 'clit' was. He thought
that was what women called their pussylips.
He pulled out his cock again and began
masturbating while observing the two women
before him.
Betty bit down on one of Val's pussylip and
pulled on it with her teeth, then let it
snap back.
"Oooooh!" Valerie exclaimed. "Do that
again hon. That felt nice."
And again Betty pulled with her teeth, this
time she repeated the gesture to the other
pussylip.
Barry looked on, mesmerized, at the
elasticity of the woman's pussylips. Then,
unconsciously, he stepped out of his cover
in the bushes and got in for a closer look.
It was just then that Betty opened her eyes
and was looking up from between Valerie's
open legs. She was shocked to see sweet
innocent Barry standing above them, jerking
on his now mature cock. Just at that
moment he came.
He shot his jism over the intertwined
female couple and showered Valerie's back
with his hot juices. Valerie knew that
someone had interrupted her lesbian
pleasure with Betty, and she didn't like
that. She abruptly turned over and was
astounded to see that it was Barry.
Unable to control his ejaculation, Barry
kept on shooting his sperm in the air
before the two women, who were now sitting
before him.
Not wanting to waste this fresh sperm,
Valerie got to her knees and crawled
towards the naive young man and took his
spurting tool into her mouth and began to
earnestly suck the juices out of him.
Betty just looked on, dumbfounded. She had
never actually sucked a cock before.
Despite fucking Dan now for close to three
years, she had only licked it tentatively
in the past. But now, seeing Valerie
sucking Barry's cock before her eyes, she
had an urge to learn how to from her sexual
mentor.
She approached the locked couple and
watched closely as Valerie's lips sucked
feverishly on the young man that Barry had
grown into. She knew that Valerie was
swallowing the white fluid as she could see
her throat muscles work on swallowing. She
was licking her own lips with her tongue at
the sight before her.
Barry's knees were weakening and he found
himself on his knees before the sucking
redhead. Without thinking, he grasped her
thick red hair and began to energetically
fuck his hips into her face.
Being the trained veteran of the group,
Valerie accommodated him without flinching.
Betty just looked on in amazement as
Valerie took in all nine inches of Barry's
cock. Neither of the women had even
realized, before now, that young Barry was
now a man. Not able to hold off any
longer, Betty ducked under Valerie's
sucking lips and began licking Barry's
bloated balls.
This being his first sexual encounter of
his life, Barry couldn't prevent shooting a
second load into Val's sucking mouth.
"Unngghhh!" Was all that he could utter.
Once emptied, his cock began to soften
somewhat. Valerie kept on sucking, hoping
for yet another shot of jism to come to
her, but he was now spent. For now.
She released his now flaccid cock and
smiled at Betty who still had one of
Barry's balls trapped between her lips.
She ducked down and buried her face back
into Betty's gaping cunt and proceeded to
finish what was interrupted.
"Ooooooh!" Betty's voice vibrated against
Barry's trapped balls.
The tree of them remained there for over an
hour. During which time, Valerie
introduced sex to Barry. Which he enjoyed
immensely. While at the request of Betty,
she would teach the blonde stewardess the
art of cocksucking. Barry didn't mind
being the learning tool in this. He was
learning a lot himself.
'Boy, was Dan in for a surprise tonight,'
Betty was thinking.
It was on this particular afternoon that
Mr. Fitzhugh came upon the clearing. His
eyes almost bugged out as he saw his young
protégé being serviced, not by one, but
both of the beautiful women of the group.
His eyes burned green with envy and
jealousy. Among the whole group, he was
now, most definitely the only one not
getting any.
Oh sure, he could understand why the girls
would reject his approach. He was no Errol
Flynn. Overweight and crooked to booth, he
never had much success, even back on Earth.
But it just wasn't fair that everybody
could fuck the two luscious women, while
denying him the same.
Hiding away, he could only watch in hiding
whenever one or the other would get fucked.
He had discovered their secret love nest
long ago.
Betty and Dan would usually fuck in the
security of the passenger compartment of
the ship whenever they had the chance to be
alone. On those occasions, Fitzhugh would
sneak back to camp and watch them through
one of the passenger portholes.
Jerking himself off and shooting his jism
all over the hull of the marooned craft.
He would then have to clean off his mess
before someone noticed the telltale signs.
Valerie would usually indulge herself with
both Steve and Mark together. Their
hideaway was an abandoned rodent lair not
too far away. And they would usually go
there in the middle of the night.
When he first discovered their secret love
nest, he couldn't take the chance of being
discovered. He would stay at the mouth of
the entrance and listen to the heavy
breathing and climaxing that was going on
in the dark recesses of the grotto.
For the next few days after that discovery,
Fitzhugh would go out into the woods alone.
Nobody knew what he was up to this time.
They had given up long ago on trying to
reform his ways.
Unbeknownst to them, he was back at the
grotto site. Or more precisely, parallel
to it. He had stolen a Giant spoon and
fork. The fork prong, he was using as a
pick, while the spoon served as a shovel.
He was busily digging a secondary tunnel to
reach Valerie's secret love nest.
It took him weeks of digging, but he
finally broke through. He didn't want the
two tunnels breaking into each other. He
just wanted to create a secret hide away of
his own so he could look in on the
starlet's fucking action.
While leaving a wall between the two
grottos, Fitzhugh managed to carve out four
peepholes where he could look in on the
regular orgy that Valerie would indulge
herself in.
The first opportunity for him to watch the
redheaded nymphomaniac was two nights
later. While feigning to sleep he could
hear the threesome sneak out of camp.
Waiting a couple of minutes, he got up and
followed them to the grotto. He stopped
briefly at the entrance to make sure that
they were there. He could hear them
rustling inside. With a wide grin he made
his way to his own private cave.
He couldn't risk using the flashlight so he
made his way carefully to the far wall.
About ten feet out, he could make out the
faint light coming from the other cave.
This made it easier for him now. He
approached his peepholes cautiously.
The first one didn't give him any kind of a
view, so he moved over to the next. There
he witnessed just how much of a nympho
Valerie truly was.
She was straddling a prone Mark. With his
cock stuffed deeply inside her cunt, while
urging Steve to stick his into her upturned
ass.
Mark was busily sucking on one of her
hanging nipples.
Behind her, Steve was now grasping her hips
and pushing his own stiff member in between
her asscheeks.
"Oooh Yes, Steve," she yelled out. "Just
like that. Stuff that stiff cock of yours
in me. Do it now!!"
With one strong shove Steve sent his full
ten inches into her willing ass. That was
also the signal for Mark to start thrusting
upward into her quim.
Fitzhugh looked on, salivating, as he
tugged on his meager seven incher. He no
longer cared what women thought of him,
sexually. At least now he could benefit
some pleasure out of their depravity.
Mark and Steve could feel each other's cock
rubbing against each other through the thin
membrane that separated Valerie's cunt and
asshole.
Fitz didn't last long before shooting his
load against the cave wall.
'At least I won't have to clean up here!'
He thought to himself.
Then he heard a blood-curdling yell
escaping from the other cave. He looked in
again and it was Valerie.She was in the
midst of an explosive climax. All the
while Mark kept sucking on her tits
voraciously.
Once each of the men had shot a load, the
threesome would disengage themselves and
switch position. Steve would now get her
pussy, while Mark moved on to Valerie's
willing mouth.
On and on it went. Fitzhugh couldn't keep
up with the curvaceous redhead. After
cumming four times himself he fell into a
blissful sleep in his own private cave.
The three fucking adults on the other side
continued on into the night. Valerie was
insatiable when it came to sex. That's
probably the main reason why Mark and Steve
eventually called a truce over her.
They both came to the realization that
alone, neither could satisfy her. Even
double-teaming her, they would be exhausted
by the end of the night. But Valerie would
still be sucking their cocks for just one
more round.
Chapter Three
When Val came to the realization that Barry
was now a man, her mind began churning up
new plans for her sexual escapades.
'Maybe now,' she thought. 'I'll get some
satisfaction.'
She wasn't displeased with the performances
of Mark and Steve, but she was never quite
satisfied enough after their sessions. And
since she promised hands off of Dan, to
Betty. She had to do the best with what
was at hand.
But now, with three cocks available to her
whim.
"Mmmmmmh! I can't wait till next time,"
she said aloud to no one.
First she would make sure that Barry would
be enticed enough to want her. This, she
knew would be no problem. What barely
virgin boy could refuse something as sweet
and hot as her. The difficult part of her
plans was to convince her other two lovers
to share her with yet another. But she had
the most powerful argument for them.
'One of three,' she thought of the argument
she would use on them. "Or none at all!'
One couldn't quite argue that point. True,
they could rape her anytime they wanted.
And she wouldn't even mind it. But she
knew that they wouldn't risk that. For all
they knew, she could run away from camp
after being raped.
She knew better, but she counted on their
nobility for not taking that kind of
chance.
Valerie's first occasion to breach the
subject was of course with Barry. She told
the group that she was off to wash up. And
as she expected, Barry was there already,
waiting for her.
He had run ahead and was breathing heavily
from the exertion of his race. Valerie
smiled at his exuberance for her body. She
walked up to him and kissed the young man
soulfully, pushing her tongue past his lips
for his first frenchkiss.
It took him by surprise to feel her tongue
inside of his inexperienced mouth. But he
soon found that he enjoyed the sensations
that it produced and tried to mimic her
action with his own.
From years of practice, Valerie deftly
removed her clothing while still clenched
in their kiss. Then proceeded to do the
same for Barry.
Within moments the two of them were naked
and their flesh were pressed hard against
each other. This was the first time that
Barry would feel naked tits against his own
chest, but it would definitely not be the
last.
Val then guided Barry to the ground and
took his tool into her mouth and sucked his
cock to full life. Barry took a deep
breath as he felt her engulf his penis.
When Val removed her lips from his stiff
cock he objected loudly.
"No, don't stop," he yelled at her.
"Please don't stop now," he begged.
Val smiled up at him.
"Don't worry sweety," she assured him.
"We're just getting started."
With that she crawled up his prone body
until her vagina was targeted just above
his stiff missile. Then she plunged
herself down on him, burying his cock into
her pussy in a single, smooth motion.
"Ungh!" Barry groaned loudly.
Then grabbing her by the hips he began
pumping his hips up into her kneeling body
instinctively. He didn't exactly know what
he was doing. But judging from Valerie's
reaction, he must be doing it right.
There's nothing that Valerie loved more
than teaching a virgin about fucking. She
smiled broadly as she humped on Barry's
virile body.
'Yes, he is most definitely a man,' she
whispered to herself.
Barry's first lesson lasted most of that
afternoon. Betty suspected that Valerie
had Barry with her, she didn't mind. Just
as long as she had her Dan. That was all
that concerned her.
The rest of the men were ignorant of the
goings on at the creek. Even Fitzhugh
didn't consider Barry a threat, despite
having witnessed the boy's escapade with
both women just a few days before. He
still thought of him as a boy.
During his first lessons, Barry learned
about cocksucking, and fucking of course.
But he also learned about eating pussy. At
first he thought this too depraved to
participate in. He confused the pussy with
where a woman peed from.
That is until Valerie reminded him that men
piss from their cocks, but that's where
their fuck juices come from nevertheless.
He paused to consider this and had to agree
with her. So reluctantly he agreed to try
eating her pussy.
It didn't take him long to be converted.
And Valerie soon discovered that the man
that she only saw as a boy, until only
recently, was in fact a natural cunt
licker.
Once he got started sucking her cunt, she
had a hard time to make him stop.
Eventually things evolved to the next
lesson. Sixty-nining. This also, he
learned quickly and felt this to be his
favorite position to date.
When the lessons were finally finished, at
Valerie's insistence. They both made their
way back to the camp by different routes.
Valerie arrived first, beating Barry by a
good fifteen minutes. Betty smiled at
Valerie mischievously at seeing the flushed
look on her face. If she had doubts
before, they were dissipated now. Valerie
had been making out with Barry as well.
Valerie's next hurdle was to convince her
other two adult lovers. Their next thrift
was going to be tomorrow night. That would
be the right time to spring this on them.
Fitzhugh was ready for the next fuck
session. This time he got there ahead of
the threesome. He came prepared for the
show this time. He managed to store away
some food and even some liquor from a
discarded Giant bottle of whiskey he had
found.
Yes, if he wasn't going to get fucked.
Then by god he was still going to have a
good time for himself. He was all set up
in his secret viewing room, waiting for the
performers to arrive. He pulled out his
whiskey reserve and poured a generous
portion into a Giant thumb-guard used for
sewing. He took a deep swallow of the
alcohol and waited patiently
Sounds emanating from the adjacent cave let
him know that his three compatriots were
entering. He waited a few more minutes
before peering in.
Valerie was already naked and on her knees.
She had Mark's cock in her mouth as it
stuck out of his pants. Steve was busily
stripping next to them. As soon as his
cock was freed, Valerie sucked it in as
well. She had both cocks in her mouth and
licking them inside.
"Mmmmmmmh!" Was all that she could utter,
with her mouth stuffed with the two virile
cocks.
Both men had a hand at the back of the
gorgeous redhead's skull to keep her there
as she continued to suck them both. After
a few more minutes of this, Mark stepped
back to strip as well. Steve took this
opportunity to grasp her head and fuck her
face as he would her cunt. He savagely
drove his stiff meat down her throat past
her tonsils.
Valerie was a practiced deepthroat artist.
She loved it when a cock was fucked into
her like this. Never losing Steve's cock,
she pushed him down to the ground on his
back. This gave Mark the perfect target.
Her upturned ass was now facing him.
Grasping her ass cheeks, he spread them
apart and sent his own crowbar into her
ass.
Fitzhugh was watching attentively as the
redheaded nympho of the marooned group
continued to perform before his eyes. Even
on laser disc back on Earth, he rarely saw
such talent. He had to admit that the
starlet was indeed one of a kind.
He took another swig of whiskey as the
performance continued. Steve had now freed
his cock from the sucking vacuum of her
mouth and was pushing the ass fucking
couple backwards, until Mark landed on his
back. With Valerie still impaled on is
cock.
Next, Steve pushed Valerie on her back so
that she was now resting on Mark's chest,
while his cock was still in her ass. This
exposed her cunt for Steve's attention. He
rubbed his cockhead over her pussylips
before stuffing it into her.
"Grab her arms, Mark!" He instructed his
sex partner.
Mark followed his companion's instructions.
"Now twist them into her back," he ordered
next.
Again Mark did as he was told. He twisted
Valerie's arms behind her back. This
caused her to arch her back and stretching
her tits taut across her chest. She loved
that. She loved it when the sex fell into
pain. She loved every aspect of sex.
Steve enjoyed the sight of her taut tits
and twisted her nipples painfully. And so
did their unknown viewer, Fitzhugh.
"Ooooh, yessss!" Valerie groaned in
pleasure to the pain.
Next Steve drove his full ten inches into
her gaping pussy and sent shivers down her
spine at his bestial assault of her cunt.
Mark could also feel the ferocity of
Steve's fucking as only a thin membrane
separated his cock from the one in
Valerie's pussy.
This went on for forty minutes before
Valerie called a halt to the fuck session.
She said that she had something important
before they could go any further.
By this time Fitzhugh had already drunk the
equivalent of a bottle of the whiskey. He
was, quite literally, bombed. He wasn't
quite sure what was going on with his
performers. He couldn't see why they
stopped, all of a sudden like that.
Valerie sat naked in the corner, facing her
two lovers.
"Have you noticed how older Barry has
gotten?" She asked them.
"Uh! What?" Was their only response.
"I said: Barry is all grown up now," she
stared them in the eyes.
"I... I guess," Steve agreed.
"So what does that have to do with this?"
Mark queried.
"I'm planning to add him to my games," she
told them bluntly.
"What!!?" Steve responded in surprise.
"You can't be serious."
"What he said!" Mark threw in.
From his hiding place, Fitzhugh sobered
almost immediately at this latest
announcement from Valerie.
'The boy!!?' He said to himself in
outrage. 'The fucking whore is adding the
boy to her games.'
"Yes, I'm very serious," Valerie continued.
"In case you haven't noticed. He's a grown
man now. And he has needs the same as you
two horny studs. More so, because there's
nobody else his own age to let him."
Her statements outraged Fitzhugh even more.
'What about my needs you dumb bitch,' he
would think. 'I'm a man too you know. But
did you consider my needs in your sex
games. Nooooo!'
He began pacing angrily in his secret cave
as Valerie went on in her arguments to add
Barry for her sexual gratification.
"Listen guys," she went on. "This isn't up
for debate. I'm TELLING you that Barry
will join in, end of argument."
"And what if we don't want him to?" Steve
asked pointedly.
"Then you don't," she responded just as
bluntly.
"Don't what?" Mark asked.
She looked at him sarcastically as she
undulated her hips in a fucking motion.
Both men got the message then.
"Oh!" They echoed their understanding of
the situation.
They paused for a moment as they silently
looked at each other. Then both men
consented to her demands without so much as
uttering a word between themselves. There
would now be four in this sex group in the
future. Valerie had won her victory and
she was now looking forward to the
inclusion of Barry to her fuck orgies.
Now, Fitzhugh was truly excluded from the
group. More so, than ever before. Of the
whole group he would be the only one not to
be allowed to have sex, with anybody. In
his rage, he stumbled his way out of his
private retreat and staggered deeper into
the forest.
He didn't even know where he was heading.
Chapter Four
It was night time before anybody in the
camp noticed that Fitzhugh was missing.
This concerned Barry the most. For despite
his shortcomings, he had been his mentor
ever since their landing here in this Land
of the Giants.
On numerous occasions, Mr. Fitzhugh had
saved one or another of the group. But he
also got into more trouble then any three
people combined. How many schemes did the
old man try to perpetuate, even here, for a
fast buck.
But Barry still liked him despite his
flaws. He pointed out that he was missing
to Steve and Dan, who went out a short
distance to try and locate their wayward
charge. They returned alone an hour later.
It was now much too dark to continue
searching. They would have to wait till
morning before resuming.
Everybody returned to their sleeping bunk,
in the 'Spindrift, to rest.
Fitzhugh wandered for miles in his drunken
daze before stumbling upon the drainage
pipe. The pipe was a measly four inches
diameter by Giant standards but was about
five feet by Earth humans measurements. He
would have to crouch slightly to travel
inside, but this was nothing new to any of
them.
By this time, some of the liquor had worked
out of his system. He was beginning to
think more clearly. He realized that he
was hopelessly loss by now.
"It is never a good idea to walk into a
forest while drunk," he chastised himself.
Peering deep down the drainage pipe, he
figured that this would be a good place to
hole up till morning. Water was pouring
out of the pipe, but nothing that he hadn't
encountered before in other drainpipes of
the Giant city.
He carefully made is way inside deeper down
the pipe. From experience, the marooned
group had learned that if they were ever
separated, they should seek shelter as deep
as possible within the pipe network of the
city. This would protect them from
accidental discovery by workers or even
animal predators.
He hugged the wall of the pipe as he went
further into the darkness. He could see
some light streaming in at the end. A
drain grate it would seem. He carefully
moved on. Trying to listen for telltale
signs of Giants in the vicinity.
As he continued to move closer to the beam
of light, he could make out laughter and
squeals. Female squeals. This peaked his
curiosity. Foregoing his personal safety,
he approached the lighted grate.
What greeted him was a sight to behold. It
was a shower room of some kind. A girl's
shower room. There above him where Giant
teenage girl's of every description and
they were all naked.
Most of them ranged between the ages of
twelve to fourteen by his reckoning, but a
few appeared to be around sixteen or
seventeen. These were the ones that
interested him. Peering up at the treasure
of naked pubescent pussies, he pulled out
his small penis and began jerking himself
off.
Everywhere he looked was another naked ass
being rubbed with soap. The younger one's
were too naïve to do anything of interest,
but the older ones were spending a long
time soaping their pussy areas.
He knew that they were actually rubbing
their Giant clits, while trying to act
nonchalant to the others around them.
Fitzhugh could hear some of those girls
breathing in irregular fashion as they
approached climax. He looked on with
interest when he noticed one of them had
actually inserted her middle finger inside
of herself.
His eyes almost bugged out when he looked
higher up to see how her tits looked. She
was a Giant teenage version of Valerie,
right down to her red hair. About sixteen
he would have guessed.
He could see that her tits were in full
bloom. The lips were just as sexy looking
and the eyes, those green orbs were just as
mesmerizing. And from her public
performance before the dozen girls around
her, he suspected that she may well be just
as much a nympho as the Valerie he knew
back at the camp.
One by one the girls in the shower room
would leave. Drying themselves off as they
wrapped their towel around their chest and
made their way out of the room. They had
all left until only the Giant 'Valerie' was
the only one left.
She looked around to make sure that she was
alone before digging into her towel and
pulling out a dildo. It was over eight
Earth feet in length and about as wide as
Fitzhugh's portly body.
Fitzhugh looked on as the Giant sixteen-
year-old began massaging her tits with the
instrument. She would then bring it up to
her mouth and suck it in. This was just to
get it lubricated before she brought it to
where it was really needed, her pussy.
Fitzhugh jerked furiously on his cock as he
watched mesmerized, as the Giant dildo was
forced deep into the crevasse that was her
pussy. Already four feet of the Giant wand
had been swallowed by the cavernous vagina.
He could hear her breathing coming in short
gasp as she continued to push even more of
it inside of her. Fitzhugh was now timing
his stroke to her stroking of the dildo
into her sucking cunt. He could also
clearly make out her clit. The nub had
grown as big as his forearm and was being
rubbed freely by her free hand as she
continued to stroke the dildo in and out of
her clutching pussylips.
Fitzhugh came in a powerful surge. The
best that he had ever had, as near as he
could recall. At that same instance, the
focus of his attention was also cumming.
He could see her juices just pouring out of
her and heading his way through the
drainage pipe.
He stumbled closer to the lip of the pipe
to try and drink in the sweet juices that
was coming. Gallons upon gallons of it
cascaded over him. Drenching his clothes
in the succulent juices. He just opened
his mouth as wide as he could to drink in
as much as he could.
Up above, the redheaded teen slipped to the
floor. Exhausted from her climax. She
pulled the imbedded dildo out of her cunt
and brought it up to her lips to suck it
clean. Though she had never heard of
bisexuality, none of the Giants had, she
found the taste of her own juices
intoxicating. She would lick it and suck
it clean before hiding it from prying eyes.
In fact, in this world of Giants, such
things as bisexuality was so taboo that if
a person was caught it would mean an
minimum two years in jail, no appeal.
Back inside the drainpipe, Fitzhugh had
finally had his fill of the girl's cum and
just sat dumbstruck in a pool of tepid
water. Not caring that his clothes were
now a complete mess. He just looked up
with a stupid grin on his face.
'What a paradise,' he told himself. 'Pure
heaven, this is.'
He then noticed that his Giant 'Valerie'
was leaving the shower room herself. He
poked his head out of the grate to make
sure that nobody was around and then
climbed out to follow this teen beauty that
he had just discovered.
Looking around the corner of the doorway he
could still see her walking down the empty
hallway. Keeping to the wall he cautiously
followed. She stopped at a door and
entered.
'This must be her room,' he thought.
Scurrying across the hall to the opposite
side, he approached the Giant door, which
was now closed. Looking around one more
time, he got to his stomach and slipped
through the crack under the door.
Once inside the brightly lit room he looked
immediately for a hiding place. He made
his way like a scurrying mouse to the legs
of a nearby night table. From here he
could study the whole room in safety.
The first thing that came to his attention
was that his target didn't reside here
alone. It was a room for six, and they
were all there at the moment. Fitzhugh was
disheartened momentarily. He was hoping
that the ravishing teenager slept in a
single room and so would be sleeping in the
nude. This hope was shattered with the
presence of so many other teenage girls.
Four of them were fairly young, probably
only about twelve, the other was only
slightly older. Her tits were only now
beginning to grow. No, only his redhead
was truly grown up. Full chested and hair
around her pussy to prove it.
He just watched, hoping to catch another
glimpse at that magnificent body of hers.
He would not be disappointed.
The Giantess dropped her towel to the
ground, exposing her firm breast to the
occupants of the room. The younger ones
just laughed at the strange appearance of
their roommate. They didn't yet realize
that one day, this would also be happening
to them.
"Aww c'mon Anguel," the other teen
protested to the sixteen-year-old. "Put
your PJs on. That's disgusting. Parading
around like that."
"Anguel," Fitzhugh murmured to himself.
"So my beauty's name is Anguel."
Anguel just stuck out her tongue
mischievously at her younger roommate,
before conceding and slipping on a loose
nightgown over her head. She let the loose
fitting garment slip down her naked body
until it covered everything, to Fitzhugh's
displeasure.
He watched the goings on in the room until
all of the occupants got under their
individual covers and Anguel clicked off
the lights to the room. Obviously, because
she was the oldest, she was also in charge
of this room. Her bed was next to the
window, which allowed the moonlight to
shine over her sleeping form.
Fitzhugh continued to wait in the shadows
for another hour before he made a move. He
crept along the wall towards Anguel's bed.
He quietly ran under it to the far side.
There he took hold of the bed sheet that
was hanging down and strenuously began
climbing up towards her sleeping form
above.
Being so out of shape, meant that it took
him a good ten minutes before he finally
reached the top of the mattress. He fell
to his knees, desperately trying to catch
his breath after exerting himself so much.
He stayed like that for fifteen minutes
more, before he felt well enough to go
ahead with his plan.
He cautiously approached the sleeping
Giantess until he was a mere foot from her
slumbering face. He gazed admiringly at
the ravishing teen beauty before him. Then
he turned and slipped under the covers and
slowly made his way towards her nightgown.
After only a few feet he realized that he'd
have to use his flashlight. He'd hoped
that the covers would mask any light from
outsiders, it did. He could now clearly
see her nightgown hanging before him. He
looked around for an entrance and could
find none.
He'd have to go to the foot of the bed and
work his way back up. It took him a few
minutes to accomplish this. The Giant bed
sheet kept pressing down on him and the
weight was considerable to his Lilliputian
size.
Finally he reached her feet, and there
before him was the open bottom of her
nightgown. After one final moment of
consideration he went on. He knew that he
was about to take a considerable risk. At
any moment she could stir, roll over and
crush him or he could inadvertently wake
her. But he wanted to, no, needed to see
her close up.
He cautiously made his way along her long,
naked legs. They seemed to go on forever.
He finally reached her crotch and there
before him was the jackpot of all pussies.
Her gash was nearly six feet in length and
he knew that it was cavernous from
witnessing that eight-foot dildo disappear
inside of it earlier.
He took a deep whiff and could only detect
a fraction of her sexual essence in the air
around him. He then shined his flashlight
towards her clit. He could clearly see
that it had remained aroused and stiff. He
wished that he had the courage to touch it,
but he didn't dare risk it.
Taking a deep breath he moved on. He would
pull the nightgown away from her slumbering
body to make room for himself as he kept
moving forward. A few minutes later he
reached her heavily hanging tits.
They were mountainous. Her nipples were
still stiff from her climax and they were
the size of his own head. He gazed,
mesmerized, as they moved towards him with
every breath that she took. Each mound was
almost twice his size.
Not able to control himself he approached
the nearest one and touched it lightly.
"Mmmmmh!" Anguel murmured at that touch,
but she did not wake.
Taking heart that his touch didn't wake his
quarry, Fitzhugh pushed his body into the
yielding mound. It felt like an over
filled waterbed. Not much give, but still
flexible. A grin spread across his face at
the warmth that emanated from the fleshy
mound.
Anguel also reacted to the mild crushing
sensation that he had exerted on her tit.
She had unconsciously slipped a finger
under the covers and was pulling up her
nightgown so has to reach her cunt.
Fitzhugh felt the movement but was as yet
unaware of its significance. He buried his
face into her mound and licked the Giantess
flesh with fervor now.
Anguel's hand reached her pussy and was
lightly rubbing the lips in circles. This
aroused her clit and it too was growing
stiff. Next, she slipped a finger inside
her gaping hole and began a slow in and out
fucking motion. While all the while
remaining asleep, the Giant teenager was
masturbating herself towards yet another
orgasm.
Fitzhugh realized that something must be
amidst as he could feel the teens breathing
becoming erratic and shallow. Siding to
the side of caution, he slowly made his way
back towards his exit. Following the
curves of her waist he finally discovered
what had been causing him distress. She
was finger fucking herself in her sleep.
A wide grin appeared on his face in
anticipation to yet another shower from
this ravishing beauty. Shinning his light
directly at the finger action before him,
he got closer. Already the smell of her
sex was intoxicating him. He could clearly
see how wet her pussylips had gotten in
such a brief time.
He got even closer, careful of the Giant
hand manipulating the pussy. Then he
figured that, while her pussy was being
distracted, this would be a good time to
indulge himself.
Throwing caution to the wind, Fitzhugh
approached the bloated pussylips and took a
hold of one of them and pulled with all of
his might to open the sexual chasm for a
better look inside. He wasn't
disappointed. He could clearly see the
Giant finger disappear in the light of his
flashlight. And then come back out again,
soaked with her love juice, then disappear
yet again.
Dropping to his knees he began to earnestly
lick along that Giant pussylip for himself.
He licked along the rim, a mere foot away
from the shoving finger. He no longer
cared. He was finally getting pussy.
After eight long years of neglect from his
own people, he was finally getting some.
When the flashlight caught a glint of the
protruding clit, this caught his attention
as a magnet does nails. The thing was
gigantic.
By his scale, it measured three feet in
length and a foot wide. Not caring about
anything anymore he approached it and began
stroking its side.
This brought out a loud moan from the still
slumbering Anguel. He stopped momentarily,
remembering exactly where he was and what
he was doing. Relieved that the girl was
still sleeping, he resumed his stroking of
the Giant clit.
After a few minutes of this he even wrapped
his arms around it and hugged it for all he
was worth. All the while kissing it and
licking its large surface.
"Mmmmmmh!" Anguel moaned in ecstasy, as
she rolled over and her legs moved apart
instinctively to give better access.
In that instant, Fitzhugh found himself
lifted up as the Giant teen rolled onto her
back, legs spread open. He was now
standing on her groin, still hugging her
clit. Now was the time to panic. How
could he extricate himself from this
situation without being caught.
Anguel moved her hand over her pussy so as
to drive her finger deeper inside of her.
Her wrist was towering over Fitzhugh
blubbering head as she brought it down
slowly towards her vacant pussy.
Fitzhugh ducked its approach but slipped on
the wet skin under him. He involuntarily
slid along the crevasse of her groin until
he landed heavily in between her spread
open thighs. The slight friction along the
length of her gash, as he slid down, had an
immediate reaction from the sleeping
beauty.
"Oooooh!" Was her slumbering response to
this new sensation.
Fitzhugh was breathing heavily at such a
close call. Then he looked up at the open
groin area of his Giant's paramour, and
smiled broadly as a shower of female jism
came trickling down on him. He just stood
there, mouth wide open as he tried to
capture the juices.
For the second time this night he was
soaked with the teen's juices and he
couldn't remember when he was happier. But
now, it was time to leave. So he reversed
course and back tracked his route here.
He got to the lower portion of the
nightgown and then followed the Giantess'
slim body to the neck of the nightgown. He
peered out to make sure that the coast was
clear. In the bright moonlight, he could
see that his fantasy girl was still soundly
asleep.
He crept out from under the cover and
prepared to leave. Looking back he
couldn't help but stare at the young
beauty. Her head turned in his direction
and her mouth slightly open. Breathing
steadily now after her sleeping orgasm.
Seeing those sweet lips open, ever so
slightly before him, he couldn't help
himself. Pulling out his small seven-inch
cock, he began stroking it back to life.
After what he had just gone through, he
expected that it wouldn't take too long
before he was as stiff as he could get it.
He was right.
Within a minute he was finding it hard to
keep is balance as he could feel his blood
pressure mounting from the exertion. He
slowly approached the Giantess' face and
aimed his cock towards her gaping lips.
A few more strokes and his cum came
shooting out and hitting her on her lower
lip. He redirected his aim and the next
shot disappeared into her mouth, landing on
her tongue and taste buds.
This was her first ever taste of sperm and
she smacked her lips shut as she swallowed
the minute amount that was there. Never
waking, her tongue surged out and licked
her lips, trying to gather more of the
tasty fluid that was there.
Fitzhugh knew full well that he could never
satisfy such a Giant appetite, but to
observe this Giant teenager hungrily
seeking out more of his sperm brought a
sense of accomplishment to his old bones.
Now satisfied with himself, he turned and
made his way back to the floor some twenty
feet below.
Once on the ground he checked his watch to
see that he had spent over two hours with
the sleeping Anguel. Again a smile came to
his lips. Even when paying a hooker, he
rarely stayed more than thirty minutes.
'I'll have to come here again,' he told
himself.
He cautiously made his way back to the
door, and slipped under it, back into the
hallway. The lights were dimmed everywhere
now, but caution was still paramount to
survival. He made his way back to the
shower room and the drain that brought him
here in the first place.
He slipped in and found himself a corner to
nestle for the night. For the first time
in years he had a restful sleep.