A Size Queen Opens Pandora's Box

Disclaimer: This story deals with some potentially offensive and (to some) distasteful topics such as non-consent, slurs, racism and race play. This is in no way an endorsement of real world racism or sexual assault. We should all be kinder to one another and consent is important. This is just a fictional story with taboo themes that may not be for everybody.

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Taking a sip from her martini, Jess checked her phone for the 3rd time in a minute. "He should be here by now. I'm too old for this. Maybe this was a mistake. But I do really need to get fucked soon." she thought to herself. This was the first real date she'd gone on after splitting with her (now) ex-husband. It had been decades since she'd been on a first date where she'd have to actually have new conversations and try to navigate all the complicated etiquette she'd long since forgotten. The nerves were beginning to get to her.

She couldn't help but feel like she was being stood up. The guy she was supposed to be meeting was so much younger than her, literally young enough to be her son. She couldn't fathom what a 19-year-old university student would see in an ancient 38-year-old with baggage like a messy divorce and kids. In reality, Jess was still a very beautiful woman, even if her non-existent self-confidence refused to let her acknowledge it herself.

A second generation immigrant of Japanese descent, Jess possessed soulful deep brown eyes, high cheekbones and shoulder-length jet black hair that age could not rob her of. The onset of crow's feet and lines at the corners of her mouth drove her crazy, but what she saw as egregious faults others agreed gave her an air of maturity and class that accentuated her natural, effortless beauty. Standing at a petite 5 feet 1 inch tall, her body sported small but still somewhat perky B cup breasts and a deceptively lithe, athletic physique. She worked hard these last few years at the gym to ensure there wasn't a kilo of excess fat on her

This lead to her diminutive stature sporting a fair amount of lean muscle on her abs, ass and legs in particular.

Maybe she shouldn't have wasted her time signing up to such a niche dating app. Apps related to kinks or overtly sexual stuff were probably going to be full of guys just wanting to jerk off over fantasies, rather than people who wanted to meet. It was called Size Queen Match and was designed to enable women with a strong preference in penis size find a compatible man. At one point in her life Jess would have agreed with the sentiment of "It's not about size, it's how you use it." but that was because the only man she'd had sex with was her husband Fu, who was underwhelming in that department to put it politely. A sex toy of all things ended up being the catalyst for the destruction of their marriage. Jess bought an 9-inch dildo from a sex shop on a whim and discovered well into her mid 30s that she actually really loved the sensation of being filled more deeply. Her libido with her husband dropped through the floor as she spent time every day viciously pounding the previously untouched deepest parts of her pussy with her new silicone lover.

When he eventually saw the toy the fact it was double the length of her husband's cock did not go down well. Gnawing inadequacy, lack of intimacy and ultimately mutual unhappiness lead them to split around 3 months ago now. Jess then decided to embrace this new love and see if she could get her hands on a real life big cock. Size Queen Match offered a feature where men's penis size from 7 to 12 inches could be independently verified by the website through submitting photos of them measuring their members in particular ways to the site moderators. This meant that, in theory, if a guy had "8 inches" listed on his profile alongside the verification badge, there was a reasonably good chance that's what he was actually packing.

After spending a couple of weeks matching with a few men and not really getting anywhere, that's when she came across Michael. Michael was a young white guy studying chemistry at university. Truth be told he wasn't anything spectacular to look at. Definitely not ugly, but alongside being quite tall and broad shouldered he was slightly chubby, had atrocious fashion sense and the unmistakable "nerd" air about him. Not really her type, she was about to swipe to ignore him when she noticed something unusual. He was "size verified" but the section of his bio where his penis size would be listed was blank. That was the first and only time she'd ever seen that on a profile. As far as she could tell, it didn't look like the app would let a guy make a profile at all without disclosing the length of their endowment.

Her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she'd matched with him, then after the typical pleasant small talk and getting to know him a bit, she'd asked him how big his dick actually was and how he was verified. The reply she'd got was "You wouldn't believe me if I told you, but trust me, more than big enough if you like it very long and thick." This sent her mind reeling. What on earth did that mean?! Was he bigger than the options available on the site? That couldn't be possible, could it? The top end of that was 12 inches and wouldn't anything more than that be some kind of world record or something? She contemplated asking for a picture to see what he meant but decided against it, and feeling impulsive and quite frankly in serious need of sex, instead took a chance and asked to meet the following weekend.

"Hi there Jess? Yea sorry the stupid bus was late." Jess heard from over her shoulder. She turned to see a slightly flustered Michael approaching the table and was taken aback on two fronts. Firstly, what on earth was he wearing? She'd spent an hour before she left the house perfecting her makeup and choosing her outfit, eventually settling on a pair of black heels and a sexy low cut sequinned green dress with a slit up to her mid thigh to show off her legs. Michael had arrived with his scraggly beard and hair seemingly not groomed in any way, wearing what looked to be some kind of anime graphic t shirt and grey sweatpants. It was like he'd just dragged himself out of a day-long stint at a gaming convention or something. The complete lack of effort put her off to say the least. Secondly however, her attention was magnetically drawn to what looked to be inside those sweatpants. As he bustled over to the table she could see a thick bulge flopping around inside them that reached all the way down to his right mid-thigh. "That can't be real. He looks like he's stuffed one of those huge chub sausages from the supermarket down there." she thought to herself. "This is some kind of prank. As soon as I get an excuse I'll get up and leave." Against her better conscious judgement she also felt a tingle in her pussy.

"Can I get you another drink to make amends?" Michael asked, flashing a humble smile.

"Sure, mine's a martini. For the record I don't appreciate being made a fool of though."

"Erm... ok, I did apologise though, my bus was just late. I'm not trying to make a fool of you."

"Not that." Jess sighed "I'm talking about whatever fake dildo you've got packed into those sweatpants to try and fool me. Everybody can see it and would know it's fake."

"Everybody can... see it?" Michael trailed off, immediately flushing red and staring sullenly down at his crotch "Oh... sorry I didn't think... and no I promise you that's not fake. That's all me."

Having sunk 3 martinis in 30 minutes while waiting, Jess' inhibitions were already beginning to wane. "Uh huh, sure. That might work on girls your age but pretty sure I know better. I bet if I reached over there and gave it a big squeeze it'd be one of those big cardboard tubes from inside a kitchen towel roll or something. Nice try but I'm no idiot."

"Well... if it means we can continue this evening then I wouldn't complain if a beautiful Asian woman like yourself wants to feel me up." Michael said smiling wryly.

Jess paused for a second. "Am I losing my marbles here? Am I really about to just grab the cock of a 19-year-old boy I've literally just met?! Am I that horny?" Jess pondered to herself, but before she could even finish the thought her hand, seemingly unbidden and with a mind of its own, was stretching out under the table and grasping the last few inches of what turned out to be a very real, incredibly massive cock.

"Holy shit!" she whispered emphatically "That's... real. And it's fucking huge." She felt it swell ever so slightly and twitch in her hand. No doubt about it.

"Yea I told you, now you really need to let go, or I'm going to get hard and that's going to be an issue in a bar."

Jess begrudgingly relinquished her grip on the first truly huge white cock she'd ever felt. Thinking back on the night afterward, she realised this was the point where she subconsciously knew she was going to fuck him, or at least try to.

Composing herself Jess cleared her throat and attempted to changed topics, more to try and suppress her own growing animal lust more than anything else. "So... I'm guessing I'm not the usual type of woman you date? Personally, and I don't mean this in a bad way, you're not usually my type. I've never been on a date with a younger guy or a white guy before."

Michael's smile broadened again "I love Asian women. A lot. I find you so beautiful. I've never dated an older woman before though, that's true, but I have always found the idea interesting. The promise of an experienced woman who knows how to handle herself in the bedroom is an attractive one. And I haven't been able to find a woman my own age who's... compatible with my... you know..."

"Yea I imagine that monster would rip most women apart." Jess chuckled absentmindedly. She was beginning to drift into fantasizing and her pussy was getting noticeably wet at her own imagination. "Wait, have you ever actually had sex before? If that's not too personal."

"Well technically no. I've tried to a few times but I've never been able to actually get it inside. It's always either straight up not fit or hurt too much." Michael said almost sheepishly.

"That's kind of cute in a way. If you play your cards right tonight who knows, you might get to lose your virginity tonight if I can take that beast of a cock." Jess teased.

"If we went back to my place tonight I would make you take it. Every single inch."

That was it, the straw that broke the horny camel's back. She'd had enough talk, she needed to see his cock and hopefully feel it in her. She hadn't had sex in months and her body was crying out at her that she needed this huge dick. In their discussions online Michael had mentioned that he was turned on by the idea of being more dominant over a woman, "Making her his submissive plaything." were his words. Jess' sex life had been very vanilla in near every respect up until now but upon hearing him say he was going to make her take it she wanted nothing more than to be his plaything. Jess stood up, took Michael by his large strong hand and lead him to a taxi outside.

In a few minutes they were at his flat, fumbling at the door and each other as they were locked in a passionate kiss while attempting to enter. Wasting no more time Michael lead Jess straight to the bedroom and tore her carefully chosen dress from her lithe body. Jess pushed Michael back onto the bed and dropped straight to her knees, then attempted to pull down his sweatpants and boxer shorts without a word. She'd been fantasizing about his cock but somehow she still wasn't mentally prepared for the sight that greeted her.

What sprang free was a rapidly hardening shaft that was already longer and thicker than her forearm while at half-mast, accompanied by two enormous balls around the size of a large potato each dangling pendulously under it. Thick blueish-purple veins ran the length of the cock and a drop of cloudy pre-cum already adorned the tip of the bulbous flaring head as it emerged from his foreskin like some enormous exotic pink turtle's head.

"Suck it, slut. I know this is what you need." Michael teased.

Jess wasn't sure how she felt about being called a slut. Her ex-husband had never done that in the throes of passion before. Regardless of what her brain thought, her vagina responded with an all too familiar tingling of increasing arousal. She leaned forward and took the tip of the monster between her lips and lapped at the slit with her tongue, savoring the salty alkaline taste. Reaching down to remove her own underwear she discovered them soaking wet. She slipped them off then slipped a finger into her tight shaved pussy, then a second, then a third, and finally a fourth to try to stretch herself a little for the main event.

Widening her jaw as much as she could, she attempted to greedily stuff as much of the massive member into her mouth as she could, with limited success. Her other petite hand reached out and cradled one of his man fist-sized balls, feeling the incredible weight of it and wondering just how much cum was in even one ball that size. He was still hardening and spewing out globs of pre-cum of a volume that would constitute a full load for any other man. Some escaped her mouth and dripped down onto her tits. Her chest was a splattered mess in minutes. As his shaft reached what looked like its full size and hardness she was simultaneously saddened and exhilarated to realise she couldn't even fit the cock head in her mouth. Jaws agape, her lips didn't even reach past the tip thanks to its gargantuan girth.

It was then she came for the first time, a smaller orgasm but an orgasm nonetheless, from just trying to suck Michaels gorgeous huge cock and her fingers. God, she needed this. The first seeds of doubt began to sprout though. She'd had two kids but even so, what if the physical limits of her body stopped her from fucking him? But she had to try. She'd never forgive herself if she didn't make the most of this one in a billion appendage.

"I can't fit any more, my mouth isn't big enough." Jess half mumbled, admitting defeat. "I can tongue the end of the tip as much as you'd like but I think you want more don't you?"

"You're right, I want to ruin your little Jap pussy." Michael asserted, leaning forward and suddenly grabbing a handful of Jess' hair. "I'm going to make you worship my big white cock you Asian slut."

The part of Jess that felt in her everyday life that she was an upstanding feminist and staunchly against racism attempted to speak up to take issue with being called a slur and being objectified in such a disgusting way. She wanted to just turn around and leave right then. The much more powerful part of Jess that was desperate to see if this cock could even fit inside her quickly drowned it out.

Michael got up and threw Jess forward, bending her over the bed, her muscular taught ass up in the air. Looking between her own legs as Michael lined up his cock with her dripping pussy, she finally took in the full comparative scale of things for the first time. She thought to herself "That's probably almost the girth of a 2 liter bottle of Pepsi, and easily over a foot long... maybe 14 or even 15 inches. That's by far the biggest cock I've ever even heard of never mind seen, including at the zoo. Oh God, he's going to fucking kill me if he fucks me with that thing."

"Wait! Please! I don't know if I'm ready! Can we slow down?" Jess pleaded.

"I don't care. I told you I was going to make you take it you yellow whore. You will take it."

Jess attempted to roll away, to stop Michael from forcing himself into her but Michael pinned her to the bed face down with one hand on the back of her head, and continued pushing the head of his gargantuan cock against her entrance.

"Please! Wait! AAAHHH" Jess screamed partially into the bedspread as he ignored her pleas entirely and forced her pussy open with relative ease, pushing the whole tip of his cock inside her vagina before stopping briefly. The pain was searing. She'd never felt anything like it before. She was thankful she was so turned on before this, her copious juices and prior fingering felt like the only thing keeping what was going on from ripping her clean in half. And what was going on? "Oh no... is he just... raping me? Oh no no no. He's not going to stop. He really is just going to use me like a sex toy." Jess thought.

Fear built in Jess' chest. She tried to get away once more, to save herself from what was to come. She used all of her strength to kick with her legs and pull herself to the side but it was no use, he was far bigger, heavier and stronger than her. He simply applied more pressure to the back of her head and pinned her more firmly with a little more effort. She was helpless.

Micheal leaned forward and half whispered to her "There's no getting away slut, you're going to learn what it feels like to be filled by a real man's cock today. A big white cock. Your ex-husband was Chinese, wasn't he? By the end of tonight I'm going to break your old cunt so bad that if you ever fucked him again you wouldn't even be able to feel his tiny little rice dick at all."

Why did that of all things turn her on so much? As with so many things tonight it felt like her mind, keenly aware of the danger and wrongness of the situation, wasn't communicating with the rest of her body. The thought of this young white man owning and stretching out her hole to the point that sex with other men, especially Asian men, would be ruined forever brought her rocketing closer to her second orgasm. Maybe she thought deep down she was meant to take big white cocks like this, even if they almost killed her? She wasn't sure anymore, her mind was becoming fogged with an intoxicating mix of agony, fear and lust.

Before she knew it her brief respite was over. Michael thrust forward. Hard. His rod impaled her another few inches. She screamed into the duvet again, tears now welling in her eyes, but this served to only spur Michael on. He withdrew slightly and again plunged deeper, desperately trying to get as much of himself into her battered cunt as he could. The walls of her pussy were at their limit, straining against the rock hard invading organ. Jess, choking back more tears, thought to herself that she managed to give birth twice without complications so she should be able to make it through this in one piece. She could get through this.

That was the moment he hammered his cock deeper again and she felt several places inside her tear. She tried to cry out again but no sound left her mouth. She looked down between her legs and saw the couple of inches of cock Michael was withdrawing before each thrust had a thin coating of her juices mixed with a smaller amount of blood than she feared. She wasn't in medical emergency territory, at least right now, though that was likely going to take a long time to heal. At this point she was also treated to the sight of her belly distending obscenely with each thrust. He was very literally rearranging her insides with his cock, and was already as deep inside her as her bellybutton with more than half of his mammoth shaft still fully outside her.

Her second orgasm hit her like a freight train at about the same time as Michael slammed into her cervix. The pain was incredible. Unlike anything she'd ever felt before in intensity. Her legs completely buckled and she almost passed out then and there. But in tandem with the pleasure of finally being truly filled, more than filled, she clung on and found herself grunting "Oooh fuck yes." in a guttural baritone as the muscles of her poor violated pussy attempted in vain to squeeze the gargantuan column of man meat inside it.

"Oh it looks like the Jap slut is learning to enjoy a superior cock, is that right?" Michael sneered.