Slechts Groot : Part 3

When he pulled out, he did so forcefully, raking that large head backwards through all of her lips. As he popped out, it was absolutely amazing how little blood was on his penis. Evidently her pussy could do the length stretch. That is the direction that could save your life with a guy like this. Such a long stretch could keep the vagina from bursting. The width of her pussy was what did change a fair amount. That last moment pop out was one contribution. Jaimie was bleeding a little, as he opened her for the crowd. Her pussy was gaping big time. It had a central hole of almost 1.5 inches in diameter. And some of her ragged edges were just plain gone. Roger thought that would be impressive enough tonight, at least for him. The other two guys were standing just off the stage, behind Roger. Having waited all the time for Anna, and now having waited for Jaimie, and still without a fuck, they were hungry.

He stopped and talked to the two. As he did, Jaimie had enough strength to raise herself up on her elbows and look at the next guys. They were physically fit black men, equipped with penises in the range of Roger, but thankfully the one that was up front was an inch or so shorter and one quarter to one half inch thinner. She would take any help that she could get. That next man to step forward was Artu. He was a successful transplant to France. There he had made use of his family's Nigerian oil money to buy automobile franchises. In ten years, his car dealerships had spread all over France and Holland. And, now, he was here to spread Jaimie.

Already fairly exhausted, she looked up in time to see a hard black wand waving around above her, and a gesture from Artu that directed her to flip over. When she did, he moved her pretty ass back in line with the center of the crowd and folded her knees up under her belly. Of course, that raised her rear for maximum penetration. When in position, she relaxed slightly and spread her knees a few more inches, which caused her red drippy pussy to pop back open to the size of gape that Roger left her with. After he lubed her pussy for his use, he slid into her smoothly.

Following Roger's path was easy. From stroke number one, Artu was sinking it into her. At the same time, Jaimie was reassessing her ability to visually judge size. This man felt about the same size as Roger. His strokes were slower, but each one was completed with a reaming. One characteristic that she noted immediately was that he was very hard. So, her vagina was back to being poked and stretched into a soft loose sack that could now easily extend the length of her little belly. He grabbed her hips and yanked them back every time he stabbed forward. Her hands were chewing up the mattress during this treatment. Her yells and breathing were all quite muffled, since she was face down. Artu considered her to be a comfortable fit; that she was so beautiful made her a more unusual conquest.

She was getting rammed with another giant penis, but Jamie thought his fuck was smooth and rhythmic. He made her cum four or five times, which put his fuck into the very enjoyable range. Jaimie found that hard to believe, that is 'cuming naturally and pleasantly with such a penis'. Perhaps Roger literally made 'it' possible. She only knew that this one felt great. When Artu came, it was in high volume. As he withdrew, his cum, and Roger's, drained out in gobs. He spread her for the crowd; more cum oozed out.

They could see that her inner and outer lips were a brighter moist red, while that center opening was as wide as ever, still around that 1.5 inch size. But the remainder of the thin membrane that framed it was even more ragged. Some of its 'relief' tears now extended like spokes, all the way to the edges of her inner labia.

While Artu showed her new condition to the audience, Jaimie's face remained on the mattress and aimed at the back wall of the little stage. Her position caused her to miss Charles' arrival upon the stage. He was an employee of Artu. Charles managed one of Artu's car dealerships in Northern France. Jaimie may have missed seeing him stepping up into the bright lights, but it was between songs, and she could hear the audience again. 'Wow', 'Oh, yeah', and 'that'll spread her' were some of the new comments made her immediately curious. When Artu let go of her ass, she spun over onto her side and looked at Charles for the first time. He was a handsome man of just under 6 foot. What the audience was commenting on was a really fat penis. When she saw it, she looked at her already intensely modified pussy, and then back at Charles. Her thoughts were that 'he looks wider than that Holmes guy from the xxx movie Dave showed me just before we left the U.S. !'. Charles was not fully engorged and already thicker than anything she had ever seen. Large vessels, coming and going, were prominent, as would be necessary to 'keep that thing filled'. He may have been 'only' 11 inches long, but that width made it a very big piece of meat, and very heavy looking to Jaimie. Charles felt that he needed some prep, and asked Jaimie to come up on her knees and suck him. Well, she did her best. Coming up on her knees gave the crowd a great view of Jaimie's tight body, while putting that puffed hair of hers upright for the first time in quite a while. She did not even start to try putting Charles into her throat. She was lucky to get a fair portion of the tip into her mouth. What she did do were licks, slobbery swirls and suction. When she sucked and worked, everyone was watching that fine featured face become distorted all over and around the end of that fat penis. At the same time, her expanded breaths, in and out, showed her breasts rising and falling, while pointing hard nipples into the air. Her abdomen was, at its biggest, flat, until she tightened and pulled it in further. Then the crowd was treated to an image of an athletic girl, with what might be called a silky soft six pack. Nice undulating stage show, that ranged from his pelvis, down through his penis, and straight into her mouth; following that connection, the ripple effect then pushed out her chest and pulled in that belly of hers. Quite a nice looking sequence.

Charles became fairly taunt, with his width finally appearing ridiculously similar to a large hair spray can. Jaimie pulled the tip out of her mouth and looked a the monster that she had helped create. While she continued to stroke the end of his penis, she massaged her own clit. Another nice scene for the crowd. She went back to his penis to apply more saliva. She could tell that Charles wanted to proceed and only let go after one last big slobber. He indicated that she would be back to the missionary position. She pulled her left hand away from her clit, noted her moist red index finger, and rolled over onto her back. She developed some very crazy mental comments, as she repositioned. For one, she considered the now famous Kinsey study to be flawed, since it had said that large male members could not permanently enlarge a vagina. It was even one of his participants (Roger), who had significantly enlarged Jaimie. That was what could really happen without laboratory limitations placed upon such a penis. Anyway, she was absolutely sure that she was changing 'again', just like good ole Kinsey said could not happen!

When Jaimie first started at Aardbei, she had theorized, rather comedically, that some of the large penises might stretch her vagina in a manner similar to putting a baby back into a woman. 'Ha, ha'. Charles thought in a similar fashion every time that he fucked a girl. In his case, his mind seriously thought that putting the width and weight of his penis deep into her vagina was equivalent to a reverse birth process. He did not go up the cervix, did not expand the uterus, still he took the vagina and everything attached up to point very similar to being 24 weeks pregnant! He rather enjoyed the thought and repeated it every time that he fucked, which included this moment as he prepared to enter Jaimie.

Though, at least initially, he was softer than most other guys, his entrance was still quite notable. Her existing size was immediately filled, filled out as though by an expanding balloon. Each piece of earlier work on Jaimie now started at its previous maximum width.

And then, what was little that was left of her poor old hymen, and more importantly her still complete minora, had to S_T_R_E_T_C_H even further. Huffing and puffing, uhhhhhs, ughs, all started up again. A new sound erupted, a sort of "YeeEOW". The "YeeEOW" was directly related to moments where the previous fine cracks and minor tears were opened up and then required to proceed...further.

With the spotlights on track, and the remainder of the stage lights, the crowd had an ultra clear view down the middle of Jaimie's spread legs. The last two fucks were astounding to the Aardbei patrons and the other working girls, mostly since they had no idea that Jaimie's pussy was now so large that she could, somewhat safely, take such penises. The persons who believed the tale about Roger were the most shocked; remember, by their prediction, she should be almost dead or 'completely dead'. Reality was enough. For with her in missionary, and Charles finally in, Jamie's vulva was now splayed from leg to leg. That is, even with her legs spread wide, Charles had her so stretched that the right and left majora were pushed apart to a degree where each could touch its corresponding leg. With that scene in front of them, those men and women who were closely watching had to be forgiven their dropped jaws and fixed stares.

Charles' monstrous width, 'tear or no tear', 'rip or no rip', was interpreted by Jaimie as very pleasurable. She just loved the big stretch, especially since one of the things that got fiercely pushed, with every one of his strokes, was the clitoris. Jaimie actually may have felt over stimulated. She tried to open her legs even further and let him disappear into her. It worked. Charles was then able to stroke eleven inches of what was just shy of a three inch width. Jaimie felt that such an observation did not totally explain why his fuck was so special. What the audience could not see was that, after the average width made it into her, it bunched up at points during a stroke. That put a much larger effective width at each one of those points. So, there might be widths of 3.5, 3.75 or even 4 inches for a microsecond. That all happened going in. Coming out was a pull, and brought him down to his regular width until he started right back in again.

Smacked pink inner thighs, bright pink mons, bright red majora, and, flipping in and out of her, a moist beet red minora, all confirmed that Jaimie was being well used this evening. Charles reached under her and pulled her little pelvis to him, as he twisted and reamed. Turned on by the thought of this little white girl being stretched beyond her pussy's limits, he felt a fair amount of hardness developing. That was an indication that he had all of his width and length in play. Arman had stretched her over the last few weeks, and it had become more and more rare for her to hear loud snaps and pops at her opening. Jaimie, now heard those snaps and pops once again, some very loud, as Charles took her to an even higher caliber. His new hardness intensified her multiple orgasms and the changes at her opening. He was having a great time. She was having a great time.

As he came, his pulsating sent Jaimie's vagina into powerful spasms. He kept using the hand under her ass to pull her onto him, milking the last of his cum deep into her vault. During her spasms and violent bucking, she heard and felt a couple of really big snaps. 'Oh, well. Use it or lose it. Wait a minute. It's use it and lose it in my case.' An example of Jaimie's dark comedy that also showed her unusual ability to adapt (mentally and physically). Unusual? How about an unusually tough character of a girl, who never thought about crying over anything. At the moment, she was too busy 'riding the storm out'.

'Thsssssplop' was something like it sounded when he finally pulled out of her. The crowd had already gathered around and bunched up central in order to try to see what Jaimie's business end now looked like. As Charles moved away, they could see that her opening was now almost twice as big as after the first two guys were done. Oh, it quickly closed down, but not completely. While she was still rubbing it, about a minute or so later, it got back to around the still obscene 1.5 inch gape of earlier. But things really were different. Only the finest trace of the hymen remained. In addition, her minora were stretched and appeared as a separate project from the vagina resizing. The minora were thin, loose, floppy, very drippy red and irregular shaped, which made her entrance look the same way. Evidently, its edges and those of the inner most rings had been what was snapping loose. It just had not happened symmetrically. Thus, she had a new look. The hair, the face and the body had the same great look as it had on the very day she started work at Aardbei. However, what had been a soft tight and rounded pussy, now had a one hundred percent professional used slut look. At least in the few minutes following Charles, it was impressive. During that time period, it was no 'possibly getting used', 'borderline', or the kind of 'minor changes' that needed to be felt. Rather, it was visually obvious that she had a xxx size entrance. Deeper, where the crowd could not see, she had an aching empty sack that was larger than her entrance. Taken altogether, she had been thoroughly screwed.

Her job was sexually perverted entertainment, so she knew to leave her legs spread wide for the crowd. After all, the rotation of members and fellow workers to the front of the stage was still in process. After a few guys and gals would get their visual overload and move on, they would be immediately replaced by more voyeurs. When she came back up on her elbows, holding her pretty head and pert chest into the air, she was able to give another part of the show. For the downhill angle brought some of that 3 cum mix gushing out. Most of it the infamous grey/white, some bright pink and a few areas of fresh red streaks. Jaimie saw the viewers' looks, and decided to amplify the drama. She rubbed the lower part of her belly and moaned. The pressure of her rub caused more drainage. Then she planned to look down at her pussy as she spread it and feign horror for more drama comedy mix. When she got it spread, she looked at the large irregular creation, which was rather grotesque at the moment. With that first sighting, she did not have to feign.

Loud enough for many in the crowd to hear,"My God! That's a mess!" She just had not expected the degree of change.

"Yes Jaimie, that really is, I mean r_e_a_l_l_y is a helluva mess." Angie had just come on duty, and had, at least, been able to catch act three. Sarcastic, and purposefully hyping the situation, yet giving Jaimie the type of friendly, light hearted, and genuine support that only the experienced Angie could give. Her red hair was all flamed up in an aura of green. An effect that only required her to stand there in her almost fluorescent green bra, thong and heels. She smiled at Jaimie, and Jaimie slowly began to smile back, and finally laugh. She and Angie now had a lot more in common. Kees and others were still watching as Angie extended a helping hand to Jaimie and helped pull her to a standing position. As that was accomplished, the remnants of the three cum doses gushed out of her and went down the inside of both legs. The mix partially ran and partially dripped all the way to her ankles, where it made it inside both purple high heels.

Angie looked down at Jaimie's ankles and shoes and said, "Gee, even I have never had that happen before. You must be really overloaded."

"Overloaded? Yes. And overdone." The two went straight to the dressing room, as Jaimie attempted to slow the gush by holding her pussy tightly all the way there.