Beta to Alpha (for Becca57)

I see the anger flash across your face and it scares me, then it's gone.
You tell me about being a disappointment to everyone including yourself. And that you finally did 'something' to cause your growth spurt. I can sense that this is much closer to the truth, although I know you're still holding something back. But ok.

"I know that everyone saw you as less then, and I'm sure it didn't help that Brad was more in any physical although you were always much smarter, smarter then anyone. I always liked you. You've always been much easier to talk to and would actually listen to what I'd say. You know Brad and I were a couple for a short while, but I realized that I actually preferred talking to you over him, and it was part of the reason he and I didn't last. You and I well all you would have had to do was ask honestly."

Looking you up and down honestly.

"I can see the obvious physical changes, and I can hear and feel the changes in your personality. You are far more sure of yourself, and the old Carl would've stared after the girls in the diner, but never acted on it. The new Carl, for whatever reason it seemed you saw them, but they weren't what you wanted so you ignored them"

"I can only imagine what the 'doing it for me' means. I'm honored frankly, not sure I deserve it. But while I do like how you look now, be crazy not to right? I hope that the old Carl is still the new Carl? If that makes sense"

taking your hand, standing close I put our hands on your chest. "It's what's in here that is important"
 
I wonder for a moment whether the old Carl really is the new Carl. Frankly, at this moment, with your hand over my heart and the scent of you filling my mind and my senses, I really don't care which Carl I am. My cock was already on its way to hardening when you told me all I would have had to do was ask you... I would never have believed you in the past. I would have been awkward, I would have not believed in my capabilities, I would have retreated into myself, I would have ignored what was right in front of me. No longer. I hold the hand that's on my chest, savouring the emotion that comes with it, but at the same time, I take your other hand and move it to the expanding shaft of my arousal, the dimensions almost frightening in their proportions. "Right now, it's what's in here that is important..."
 
I'm surprised when you take my hand down to your cock. My fingers curl around it, thinknig there is no way his was this big before.
"Is it now?? And what pray tell are we going to do about it?"
Stroking you as you continue to harden.

"I think this is part of the new Carl or were you always this big?"
 
I smiled seductively and groaned as your fingers worked their way around me, finding the thickness of me to your liking, through my shorts. I moaned deeply as my cock continued to expand and lengthen into a full hard on. “ well, with any luck we’re going to take some of what’s so important, and stuff it 9 inches deep, into your pussy…”

I undid the belt on my shorts for you, letting them fall loosely on my hips. You could have tugged me out over the waistband, or lowered the zipper, but I was not going to take that step for you, instead watching intently to see what you would do next. Certainly, there was no denying the throbbing, pulsing centre of heat under your fingertips. Hard as iron, but with a pliable, blunt tip it was like shaking hands with a Coke bottle.

“Oh, that’s new…” I purred, reaching up to cup one of your breasts, rolling your nipple under my thumb…
 
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I moan as your thumb starts rubbing my nipples!!
"Yesss Carl like that"
Pushing your pants the rest of the way down, freeing your cock. Gasping as I see exactly how big you are.

"This is definitely part of the new Carl, and I'm amazed by it, just so you know I've never had one this big, so be gentle"
Using both hands on you to pump you.
"God Carl you're huge!!!!"
 
As I play with you it occurs to me, that this is something I would never normally do. Be fondling a man on the first visit to his place.
I don't know what it is about the new Carl that is making my inhibitions drop
 
I look down at you, both visually stimulated that your little hands are wrapped around my hefty tool, jerking me seductively while you lick your lips and eye my erection with something akin to lusty awe, and turned on by my own body, responding in such a way to your ministrations. No premature ejaculations. No overstimulation. No lack of performance. This hardon feels like it could go all night, or until I say otherwise. I feel fully in control. But we are still standing in the middle of the kitchen. Not exactly where I envisioned this. (and let's be honest, I had been fantasizing about this moment for years.)

Reluctantly letting go of your delicious breast, physically finding it difficult to be away from your erect nipple, wanting badly to taste you I picked up our wine, kicking off my shorts and taking you by the hand. "Come on -- let's have a seat on the couch." It was an L-shaped sectional, clean, and neatly kept. But I hoped to make a proper mess of it with our mingling nectars soon enough. I sat on the central seat, and beckoned for you to sit on my lap. Not to penetrate you, that would come soon enough if I had my way... but to have better access to your tits. My cock lay against my abs, the tip of it coming to rest above my belly button. "Feed me those tits, Becca... I need to taste you..."
 
I follow you into the room, and while still not understanding why I'm doing things like this. When you ask me to straddle you I do.
Pulling my top off, taking my bra off to give you access to my tits
Reaching down between us to continue playing with has to be the the biggest cock I've ever seen

"Access like this???"
 
My eyes widen at the sight of the breasts I've imagined for so long, now being out and naked and only inches from my mouth. The image of you pulling off your shirt so that those puppies could drop and bounce will fill my mind forever, and when your bra came off, a moan escaped me, my cock jumping at the sight. I filled my mouth with those gorgeous tits, sucking the underboob, tugging those nipples, pressing my face fully into your cleavage. Drinking you in. They were perfect. Just the right size, not too small, and the perfect teardrop shape, with nipples facing slightly upward, emphasizing the heft and mass of them. Mashing my face, my mouth onto your teats, I was struck by your feminine scent once more, and how soft they were. My tongue lavished affection and teasing amounts of pressure... pleasure and pain, back and forth, till your nipples were erect and a deep crimson.

Your work on my knob was sublime, and pre drizzled from me, which your hands moved around to coat my shaft as you worked me. "Gods, you're incredible Becca... would you consider, er, tasting me?"
 
I love what you are doing to my breasts, it's obvious that you haven't been with many if any women before. But your attention is driving me crazy. Squeezing kissing sucking working my nipples until they are harder then I've seen.

"Ohhh God Carl!!!! That feels so good!!!!!"

I'm loving the pleasure and even the pain as your teeth fasten on a nipple, or the flesh beside it.
My hands wet from your precum I've never seen as much as you are producing. I rub it into your skin, making it what it's supposed to be a natural lubricant.

When you ask me to taste you, I smile. Kissing you before I respond

"Ok but as big as you are, I'm not going to be able to take all of you"

Sliding down between your legs, grasping you, seeing you hard and shiny so close. Kissing and licking you from tip to balls, even those are big. Then sliding my lips over your head, feeling them stretch as I do that. Taking some of you in my mouth and my hands stroking the rest of your shaft.

"Don't cum, I want this to last for a while"
 
Carl felt compelled to say "Don't worry... I won't come." He was absolutely certain of it. Though the pleasure Becca was giving him was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, the sheer level of control he seemed to exert over his cock was likewise entirely new to him. Almost as if, if he had willed it to be so, he could have come right then and there. But he didn't want to. He wanted every minute of pleasure Becca was willing to provide.

I lay back against the couch and let you work the head of my prick, fixated on your lips, your bobbing head, the way you tuck your hair behind your ear, the way your hand caresses my thigh, my nuts, and your other hand, working the shaft of me, pulling me into you. It's all so incredibly pornographic, erotic... fucking hot. I reach to squeeze the breast closest to me, again running my thumb over your nipple as I cup you, working hard on me...
 
Part of me thinking this is crazy, what we are doing. But something drawing me into it.

I work on sucking you, I know this is your first blowjob and I want you to remember it forever. Lickng you tip to balls sucking your balls into my mouth as I stroke you then back up to the head. Taking more into my mouth, as deep as I can, which is not even 1/2 of your cock. Making me wonder if I can handle you in my pussy, this is the biggest one I've ever had.

"God your cock is driving me crazy!!!"

I shift so I'm more above it as I try and suck you deeper into my mouth, gagging on it. I just can't get it past that into my throat you're too thick. So back to sucking and pumping. Your hands on my tits, playing with them, squeezing and thumbing my nipples.

"Love what your doing!!!"
 
I lie there, happily enjoying the sensation and the view of you impaling yourself on my rod, as you continually stab yourself in the neck with my meat, pressing your thick lips down on my manhood, hard enough that the tears run from the corners of your eyes, my prong bends ever so slightly at the midpoint with every press of your mouth trying to find a place to fit inside, veins standing proud on my shaft under your wondrous fingers.

I moan and groan as you fuck me with your mouth, my eyes glazed with lusty wonderment. Good Lord, you’re skilled, and though I would like very much to reward you with thick, white, hot batter flooding your mouth and throat, it is too soon. I am not yet ready.

“Jesus Becca… that mouth is so good. I want to return the favor.” an idea came to me then, something I had seen in porn, and it looked so good. I felt I needed to try it.

“Why don’t you swing your leg over my shoulder, and give me some access to you down there while you continue to pleasure me?” I wanted to taste the pussy I’d later be fucking, and sixty-nine seemed the best possible way to get as much of my cock into your throat as possible, while simultaneously filling my mouth with your sex. Something I had never done before for any length of time…
 
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Your words that it feels good, fill me with pride for doing a good job. Silly but true.

When you suggests 69'ing I like the idea of that.

"Lets move to the bed easier to do that in there, plus what is coming"

We get up and you lead me back to the bedroom, then lay down on your back.

I straddle your face and leaning forward take your cock back in my hands and mouth feeling your hands pulling me down to your mouth.

You attack a little too hard at first.

"Easy, lick me softer until I get going more!!!"
 
The feeling of simultaneously concentrating on the sensations surrounding my prick, while also giving pleasure where pleasure was absolutely due, was difficult at first. I found myself lost in the feelings of your mouth and lips at work on me, head full of bliss, and realized then that I was slacking off on your affections, and would overcompensate, resulting in an imbalance of give-and-take.

I was also hampered slightly by the fact that, aside from pictures and video, I had really never been face-to-face with pussy before. And though some of it was daunting, I was certainly enjoying every single aspect of Becca. The shape, the full, proud lips, the taste of your nectar, the scent, your reaction to my lips and my tongue.

It was true, I started out far too roughly. Licking like I was on the clock. But soon I simply ignored most of the sensations from my own groin, and focussed only providing Becca with every bit of stimulation I could. Long, slow licks. From asshole to clit. Sucking first one lip, then the other into my mouth. French-kissing your slit. Swirling my tongue around that erect little nubbin. Licking at your centre deeply, but always alternating between lips, clit, and asshole. Pausing to nibble at your hood, your inner thighs… back to long, slow, lavish licks of your lips…
 
I keep sucking, but amazed at the difference in how you are eating me after I tell you to slow down.

"That's so much better Carl, God fantastic!!!!!"

As you eat me, better then any guy before you I keep sucking you, in this position I can get more of you in my mouth, but still not all. I know of a way and maybe one day we can try it. I've never tried it, but I suspect it will be the only way I can deep throat you as long and thick as you are. For now just sucking maybe a quarter of your cock and stroking carefully the rest. Keeping you lubricated with my saliva that's just drooling out of my mouth

"You're going to make me cum, you keep doing that Carl!!!! God you're so good at it!!"
 
I thought to myself, that's the idea! I wanted to make you come. Not just an 'aaah, that was nice' release. I wanted you to see stars, convulse like you were getting hit with 400V, squirt like a water cannon all over my face and chest... in fact, I wasn't going anywhere till I made that happen for you. Oh, don't get me wrong, I had designs on getting deeply inside you, but that could wait. I could wait.

I sucked one of your lips into my mouth, humming all the while, murmuring my appreciation and my extreme pleasure, as evidenced by the steady stream of pre that mingled with your spit to coat my shaft. While sucking on your lip, I ran my tongue along the open folds of your cunny, tasting you, my senses in overdrive. I wanted to keep my sense of your flavour pure, but at the same time, I desperately wanted your orgasm to go off like a fucking gunshot, and so I left your breast, and brought my hands to your ass, squeezing you, kneading your pliant, round, firm flesh, and then added my fingers to the task.

I ran a finger up and down your slit while sucking your clit, lapping at the headwaters of your sex. After coating two of my digits in your slick, I slid inside, curling my fingers to explore your pussy. The heat, and the combination of soft textures drove me wild, and I lapped at my own fingers as they drove in and out of your channel...
 
I continue sucking you, having fond a good rhythm of taking you as deep as I can, holding it, then backing out. Getting used to your size. I know if this happens again a position I will suggest.

Your mouth is driving me crazy though your lips tongue and teeth working on my pussy licking sucking even nibbling a bit. I've never experienced being eaten out as good as you're doing for me.

"God, where did you learn how to do that!!!! Soooo good!!!!"

Then you add your hands, squeezing my ass, fingering me I know I am going to cum soon and cum hard from it all. Trying to hold back, as that will make it more intense.

"Carl you're going to make me cum!!!! Don't stop!!!!!!"

You keep going of course, and then I can't hold it back any longer. Taking my mouth off your cock, but squeezing it hard as the biggest orgasm I've ever experienced washes over me!!!
Crying out, jerking convulsing almost on your face and hands it goes on and on
"Yesss oh my god yessssssssssssssssssssssss"

Not sure, but I think I squirted too, just so intense so deep.

"I've never cum like that before!!! God!!!!!!!!!!"
 
The wash of juice that coats my chin, neck and chest is like when you try and stem the tide of a garden hose by putting your thumb over the tip. You spray me down and I can't get enough, sucking and drinking and licking and just wearing it with pride. Translucent white, almost clear, I scoop and lap up as much as I can -- hell, I'd gargle with your squirt if I had caught it all.

Your convulsion, and the contracting of your sweet little pussy around my mouth and my tongue reminds me that there is much more I can be doing for you -- to you -- now that I have fulfilled my desire to finish you off with my mouth, and as your body slackens while coming down from your orgasm, I extricate myself and my cock from your mouth, letting you pant and moan and generally catch your breath, as I slide from under you, repositioning myself to prone-bone you, letting the wet, engorged head of my prick wedge itself against your tight, spasmodic opening. There is no letting it easily slide in on its own... this will require work, and I'm here to put in the effort.

Grasping myself at the base, I work the glans of my cock up and down your slit, moaning as I see your folds open with moisture and desire, while you murmur and groan under me. Stroking myself oonce to coax maximum blood-flow to the bulbous tip of me, I press hard and persistently into your waiting slit, having just recovered from your overpowering orgasm, I am gentle but firm.
 
Gasping for air recovering from my orgasm. Vaguely aware you are shifting us, Then feeling you pushing against me. Trying to go in. My lips stretching around your head.

"What???? Wait, oh god you're too big!!!"

You don't stop and keep pressure on me, I'm super wet from everything and I can feel as you slide into me. Looking up at you, your face serious concentrating on going into me. I realize you're not going to stop until you are inside my pussy as far as it will go. My hands go up to your chest, not sure why but rubbing against you. I try and relax to let you in.

You moan and push more into me. I moan as you fill my soul with your cock. Both of us working now the one goal of my body accepting all of your cock. It's been a while since I've had sex anyways. So you only gain a little bit with every thrust into me. I'm wanting it now.

"God Carl I don't know if I can take all of you, but I want too. Fuck me!!!! Feels so good now"

Seems like forever, but you are all into me. I feel like you're opened me more then possible, reminds me of my first time.

"Wait a minute let me get used to you in me"

"Ok fuck me now, slow at first please"
 
As the flared ridge of my head passed your gates, the feeling of you opening up to me threatens to overwhelm me, and I moan as your folds flutter and grip and pulse around me, fighting to accept my girth. Groaning as the stricture threatens to milk a roiling load out of my nuts, my cock pulses as I hold steady inside you, letting you grow accustomed (emphasis on the 'grow.') Your hand on my chest is enough to keep me hard into the next century, I reckon, and the firm, round cheeks of your ass beckons to me, and it's all just so much to take in, so perfect, so much anticipation. I want it. All of it. My prong absolutely swells with need.

When you finally (though it was likely no more than a couple of minutes of slow gripping and flexing) tell me to 'fuck you now, slow at first' it's music to my ears, and poetry in motion. The sight of even a third of my unit gliding into your beautiful kitty, and the sight of your slit stretching tight to accept me, like an O-ring elastic band, drawing your pretty pink lips in and out. Unbelievably erotic. I don't disappoint, moving slowly, hypnotically, letting our combined desire coat my shaft and your lips. "Like this, Becs? Do you like that?" I flex my hips a little, letting another inch slide home, teasing against your walls. Your clit drags along my length, lips taut around me, asshole involuntarily clenching, winking, a snail trail of your cream on the top-side of my shaft...
 
I feel you inside me, stretching my pussy more then anyone has. Looking up at you, I bring you down for a kiss. Then after I say go slow, you start moving in and out of me.
God feels like you are pulling my uterius out when you pull back, then pushing in. I know your head is against my cervix. I love how it feels, but you've stretched me almost to the point of pain.

"Don't stop, keep going slow and easy!!!! Fuck that feels insane!!!!!!"

"Kiss and suck on my nipples too, I love that"

Normally I'd be tightening myself around your shaft, but with you that would be impossible. I'm hoping that you don't stop.
I feel the head rubbing my G-spot on ever stroke, my clit constantly being rubbed against your shaft.

"I'm going to cum Carl!!!! Don't stop please never stop!!!!"

One of two more strokes, and I feel it washing over me, convulsing on you, tightening down even thout that hurts when I do. But keeping my orgasm flowing over me. Feeling more liquid coming out to bath your cock and balls, down my ass too.

"I've never cum that hard from being fucked, and we aren't done yet"
 
Done? I think... No, not even close to done. The convulsive clamping of your core on my intruder has me feeling like Superman, my steel-hard cock flexes as your orgasm subsides, your cream allowing me just a little bit more penetration. I feel the need to fuck you, hard and deep, but I will listen to your pleas for restraint. There is still time... I could coat your folds with my seed right now, if I chose to. But I don't feel that pressure, that overwhelming, impossible-to-ignore need to come. So I will abide your desire to go slow. At this point, I am feeding you about half my cock with each slow, measured stroke.

Stooping to take your nipples in turn into my mouth, I nibble, suck, bite, knead. These are mine. I mark my territory. Taste you. Your neck, your jawline, your sternum, under your tits, tonguing your underboob. "Like that, Becca? like that when I press my cock into you, fill you full? Like that when my nuts smack your ass, even when I'm not fully sheathed inside you?" I breathe into your ear as I nibble your lobe, and entwine my hands in yours. Pressing my length into you, and seeing your folds pulled back out as I saw in and out, your overtaxed lips drawn tight around me, leaking your juice, I can't wait to take every bit of you.
 
Like it? Oh god I love it!!!! I've never felt this full from a cock, when I look down and see that you're not even putting all of yours into me!!??!!
"God Carl!! I've never felt this full before!! But I don't think I can take all of you inside! I'm sorry!!!"

Loving the feel of your mouth on me, sucking my nipples even the bites just adding to the moment. Kissing you when you pass my mouth.

Wrapping my legs around your ass to pull you into me more, I want as much of you inside me as will go into me. Your head against my cervix when you go in, dragging past my G-sport when you go out, then again when you push into me.

"God wish you'd fucked me years ago!!!!!!! You're so good at it!!"

"I want you to cum inside me! Fill me up with your sperm, don't worry I'm on the pill!!!"
 
I wasn't exactly ready to come yet... but your actions, pulling me into you even more, sending the better part of seven inches into your slit, opening you wide, kissing your cervix with every thrust, battering down your doors, brings me to a point where I can see that you want it. Shows me that you deserve it. And then when you tell me, I smile, driving no deeper, but faster, harder, no longer simply stroking into you... fucking you good. Laying pipe. Pounding you.

Still a couple of inches outside your drooling, spastic pussy, but there's time for you to take it all. Maybe your asshole will take me that deep. We will find out. You mention the pill, and it never once even crosses my mind. I felt like coating you in my creamy white, but since you asked so nicely...

I can fell my balls tighten, pulling up to nestle close to my core, and my cock expands as the first jets of come rocket up the shaft. I bellow my intent, as an orgasm the likes of which I've never experienced overtakes me. "Oh Jesus, Becs... I'm cominnnnnnnggggg!" The first shot is followed by another, and another, and after the third rope, come is drizzling out around my quaking cock, forced from your overfull cunt as I keep releasing into your very depths. Finally, ceasing. Softening. Still moving in you, each stroke forcing out my nut to pool on the bed and coat our slick thighs...
 
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