Guy with horse dick

He told me how good it felt, massaging my hips while rubbing his oversized dick against my ass
cheeks, which were neatly-outlined even though I still had my skirt on. He begged me to at least
remove my skirt and let him see me in my panties, but of course I said no way.
"I’m gonna come! he said. I stood along side of him while jerking his cock vigorously, and out
shot the first of three huge blobs of come. The second one was the biggest, shooting out a good
three feet in front of him. We caught our breath for a minute, and his dick shrank down to its
soft, yet huge, size of eight inches, resting on his right leg.Padmini and Vidhya clapped their
hands cheerfully.
"What now?" he asked.
"Well," I said, still out of breath. "I am going home to pass out. Tell you what, come by
tomorrow and you can be my nude housekeeper for a day." I just let out a girlish giggle and
walked toward the door with Padmini and Vidhya.
"Gajakolan," I said. "I love your dick." The three of us blew him a kiss and went out the door.

The day after I jerked off Gajakolan's horse-like dong, I woke up with a tremendous hang-over.
I struggled to remember what had happened the night before, and when I did I felt kind of
embarrassed.I had never cheated on my fiancee before.I decided to call Vidhya and see what
she thought.After a few minutes of small talk, I was like "Vidhya, did I, you know, give
Gajakolan a hand-job?" I asked hesitantly.
After a sigh of disbelief, she said "How could you forget something like that? Do you realize
how much come that guy shot out?"
I said. "I can't believe I cheated on my fiancee." Vidhya then told me not to feel bad,
stressing that it isn't often a girl gets to touch a real 14-inch dick, and bring it to such an
awesome climax.
"What did I say to him at the end of the night?" I asked.
She laughed for a few seconds until I told her to be serious.
"He was like I love you, and you said 'Gajakolan, I love your dick,'" she said.
It was then that I realized that this whole thing wasn't about teasing Gajakolan anymore, it
was about my infatuation with his cock. I had never seen anything like it before, and it was
beginning to dominate my mind and my fantasies.Vidhya then reminded me Gajakolan was coming
over because I told him he could be my naked slave for the day.
"Shit," I said. "my fiancee is taking me out tonight."
"Don't worry," she said. "Just have Gajakolan clean for a few hours. He could vacuum while his
dick is sweeping the floor."
"Very funny. You know you're not much help here," I said.
"Gotta study," she responded, hanging up the phone.
I knew my fiancee was picking me up around 8, so I had like four hours to hang out and watch tv
until Gajakolan and his dick swung by the dorm.Wearing only a pair of satin white panties and a
red lace bra that my fiancee had bought me, I figured I better put on some more clothes in case
Mr. KUDHIRAI came over.I threw on some casual stuff, just a pair of tight white jean shorts and
a tight black t-shirt.I watched television for a few hours and was about to doze off when I
heard a knock at the door.
I opened it to see Mr. KUDHIRAI.
"Hi," I said in a sexy tone, happy to see him once again. "Um, how's it hanging?"
"May I come in?" he asked. "Of course," I replied.
Gajakolan walked in, took my hand, and led me to my bedroom. He then proceeded to take off his
shirt, shorts and boxers before I could even say a word.He was already in full erection.
"Kamatchi, look at my dick, I can't calm it down because I'm thinking of you all the time," he
said.
"Charming," I said with a chuckle, staring in awe at his monster cock. "What do you expect me
to do?"
"Kamatchi, please, touch it like you did last night, please," he begged.
To tease my horse-hung admirer, I played extra hard to get, even harder than Gajakolan's huge
cock. I explained to him in great detail that the night before I was very drunk, and would never
again cheat on my Fiancee.I said that the only reason I kept him around was to look at his big
dick and laugh about it with my friends.
I then told him he might have to show it off to even more of the girls I knew, and masturbate
in front of them until his big dick was sore.I told him that we intended to play games with his
dick, seeing which one of us could toss a ring around it, which one of us could come up with
the best name for it, and which one of us make him shoot the furthest load.
"Anything for you my love," he said.
I laughed and responded, "What the hell is that, anything for you my love, what are you
Shakespeare or something? Is that your Longfellow?" Gajakolan chuckled, even though the jokes
were about him. He then continued his pointless begging for me to get naked, but instead of
saying no right away, I decided to tease him.
"Tell you what," I whispered in his ear sexily, "If you can stroke that big dick of yours and
prove to me you love me by shooting a load that will hit that wall, I will take my top off for
you." Gajakolan gazed at the wall some 10 feet away and said "your bra too?"
"Yes, Mr. KUDHIRAI, my bra too," I said, cupping my covered breasts in my hands to show them
off to Gajakolan. "You will get to see these babies for as long as you like, and maybe hold
them too. Would you like to hold them?" Gajakolan just nodded with his mouth wide open.
"Well start stroking," I said, looking at my watch to notice it was nearing 7 p.m., only an
hour before my fiancee was coming by.
Gajakolan got both hands around his horse cock and started jacking away the way he did just
a night before for Vidhya, Padmini and I, and my oh my could he stroke that thing.
"Did you have to get lessons for that?" I asked. "Did they teach you how to jerk off with
both hands at big dick school?" Gajakolan just stared at my breasts, hidden behind the tight
black t-shirt that covered them snugly.
"Oh, God, Kamatchi," he said. "I'm gonna come." Gajakolan pointed his big dick out as far as
he could, and shot a huge, thick rope of come that easily made it to the wall in front of him.
Following it was a second load that spurted onto the floor, and a few drops that trickled onto
the floor right below his cock.
"Wow, big load for a big dick," I said.
"I did it Kamatchi, I did it, I can see those beauties now," he said.
"Gajakolan, Gajakolan, Gajakolan," I said, shaking my head. "You, my dear, did not follow the
rules.
Your dick was over the line."
"What line?" he asked in disbelief. "The imaginary line right here, the one from the chair to
the bed. Your dick was clearly over that line.""But Kamatchi, you promised," he begged, almost
crying to see me naked. "Stop groveling," I said. "I hate when men do that. Now wash that wall
before my fiancee gets back, because if he sees you here, he'll cut that big dick of yours off
and beat you with it. And when, you're done, I want you to vacuum."
"Yes, mam," he said sadly. "May I shower first?"
"Of course," I said. "But make it quick. And leave the door open in case I want to watch you
shower." Gajakolan nodded, and went into the bathroom. I waited for just a few seconds, until
hearing the water running, and walked in. I immediately went over to the shower, pulled the
curtain away and glanced down at Gajakolan's crotch.
Now, from my experience of seeing my boyfriends in either the shower or noticing their bulge
in swim trunks, I have maintained the belief that their dicks tend to shrink when they meet
water.But I would be damned if Gajakolan's schlong didn't look to be hanging down even lower
compared to other times I had seen it flaccid.
"Admiring the view?" he asked. "Is it me or is your dick almost touching the floor?" I asked.
"Oh, it's the hot water, it makes it swell a bit," he explained, slicking his hair back beneath
the jets spraying out.
"You should see my balls." Now, he really had my attention. With the immenseness of his dong,
I could not see his balls directly. I turned back and forth to get a better angle but could
not see exactly how far they hung down. I finally grabbed Gajakolan by the waist and turned him
toward me.
"Turn the water off," I said. "I think you're clean enough." He did so, and I told him to lift
up his dick.When he did, I gasped. You would think I would be used to being shocked at the sight
of this guy's genital area, but he surprised me once more.
The hot water Gajakolan was drenching himself in caused his ball sack to sag as far as it could,
emphasizing just how huge his balls were.
"Like walnuts," I said out loud.
"What?" Gajakolan murmured. "Your balls," I said. "I've never seen balls like that. They look,
I mean, they look like fucking golf balls!" Gajakolan asked me if I was done staring at them,
and when I said yes he let go of his dong in such a way it swung down and slapped against his
right inner thigh. I told him to wiggle back and forth, and when he did his dick kept slapping
against his legs, making almost like a clapping sound each time it made contact.
"Gajakolan, I still can't get over it," I said. "I have never seen a dick more than six or
seven inches long, and yours is bigger than that just on the hang. And I do mean hang." Then,
a knock at the door. It was my fiancee.

Oh shit, I thought. A guy with a 13-inch dick is in my shower and I am admiring how big his
balls are, and if my fiancee catches me with him who knows what kind of fight could take place.

I play it cool and don't answer the door. "Aren't you going to - ,"
"Shhhh," I say to Gajakolan. "He doesn't have a key to my dorm room. I'll just pretend I am
not here." After 10 minutes, the knocking ceased, and Gajakolan asked why I didn't want to
attend to my lover.
"Because," I said. "I want to get some measurements of your dick, and now is the perfect time.
" I just realized that not only did I have control of Gajakolan, but I also had control of my
fiancee, who was probably thinking I was studying or something and meanwhile I am staring at
some well-hung classmate. Gajakolan followed me into my room, and when I turned to watch him
I focused on his dong swaying back and forth. I fetched the industrial-sized measuring tape
(perfect for measuring horse-hung men) that I had purchased at the mall and knelt down in
front of Mr. KUDHIRAI.I pushed his heavy schlong out of the way and set the end of the tape
just beneath his balls.
"Would it hurt if I squeezed these?" I said jokingly to him.
I then went and reeled out the tape up to his crotch to see just how far those donkey balls
hung down, but upon doing so I realized I would have to let go of his dick.I thought I could
pull off this trick, but when I released his dick swung down and caused me to lose my exact
placement of the tape underneath his ball sack.
I said in frustration. "Can you please hold that huge schlong up for a second?" Gajakolan
laughed and did as I asked.
I found his balls to hang down an amazing 6.3 inches from his crotch, the length of most mens
erect dicks.And then I really got interested. If Gajakolan's balls hang down six inches, and
his dick covers them, how far does his dick hang down? Gajakolan let go of his cock and allowed
me to place the tape at the tip of his dick head and reel out nice and carefully the yellow
tape along the soft but thick, fat shaft.
I giggled with delight upon finding his dick was exactly 8.5 inches in its soft state, clearly
a freak of nature.Not satisfied, I had Gajakolan spread his legs out even further, and I placed
the tape at the top of one of his knee caps.
"What are you measuring now?" he asked. "Shhhh," I responded.
I found his knees to be exactly 13.5 inches from his crotch, and I announced my finding out loud.
"So what does that mean?" he asked.
"Mr. KUDHIRAI," I said. "I have just determined that your horse-like dong does in fact hang more
than halfway to your knees."
"Yeah, I know," he said, almost embarrassed. "I've been thinking about getting the size reduced.
" I looked at him in horror, not believing what I just heard.
"Gajakolan you have one of the biggest dicks in the world! Why would you want to reduce its
size?" I asked.
"It just gets in the way sometimes," he said. "It's like I almost always want to walk around
naked because the damn thing is too big to wear with shorts, too big to wear with tight jeans,
too big to - "
"Wait, wait wait," I said, interrupting him. "You can't wear shorts?"
"Where am I gonna put this?" he asked rhetorically, grabbing his dick.
"Don't they make clothes for guys with big dicks, like instead of a big and tall, a big and
hung store?" I said. "Very funny," he said.
"Tell you what," I whispered. "Next week, I will take you shopping and we will get some shorts
you can wear. My treat." Gajakolan knew I was up to something. Little did he know I was going
to force him to wear a pair of shorts so tight that they would have his dick bulging out and
visible to every girl on campus. I took it upon myself to make sure every girl could see what I
saw - a dick that is truly a work of art.

Wait for the girls' adventures when they visited Chennai for Diwali 2002..