The Bigger They Are (9 page)

He had to remind himself that they were there for a reason, and that reason involved a lot of money. This whole new career that Jo had stumbled into made him excited and anxious at the same time, even though he was the one who got her started.

In one section of the display was a collection of devices that might have been the favorites of Torquemada in his time, somehow modified by today’s standards to bring pleasure and not pain. David stared at them, but for most of the devices and contraptions, it was too difficult to figure out what they were for or how they were to be used.

The other section of the display was much more obvious, and exactly what they were hoping to find. He and Jo stood side by side, holding hands, staring at the vast array of dildos and vibrators on the wall before them, all in a variety of colors, sizes and ... features.

“Well ... Which one do you think we should get?” Jo said.

Her voice was low, as if she was afraid to let anyone else in the shop hear what she was saying.

David shrugged. The spectacle of it all made him dizzy.

“I don’t know. What did Tran tell us to expect?”

Jo sighed.

“Let’s see. He told us that our client was young and well-connected, and, I don’t remember. What was the term he used?”

“Well-hung,” David said.

“Yes. Well-hung. And if I recall correctly, he said to expect our man to be eight inches, at least,” she said.

David’s eyebrows went up.

“Eight inches? That’s a sizeable improvement over the other’s isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure you can handle that? Have you ever been with a man that size?” David said.

Jo sighed again.

“No, and no, which is why we’ve come to this place. Now, do you see anything that might suit our purposes?”

“How about this one? It says it’s eight inches,” David said.

He selected one of the packages off the rack and held it up for Jo to inspect. Her eyebrows dropped low and she frowned.

“Do they have one that’s not green, and doesn’t have sparkles?” she said.

Dave replaced the package on the rack.

“There’s this one. It’s very life-like,” he said, and held up another package.

But Jo’s head was shaking.

“Don’t be ridiculous, David. It’s as big around as ... as an oil can. There’s no way I can get my mouth around that, or anything else for that matter.”

David turned the package in his hands.

“It is rather large,” he said.

“Anything I can help you with?” a man’s deep voice said from behind them.

They both turned at the same time. The tall, Arab-looking man was standing behind them, with his hands behind his back and his eyebrows arched.

“Um, yes, well ... We’re looking for a, um ... a, you know ...” Jo said, and held up the package with the life-like dildo, as if she wasn’t able to come up with the words for it.

The Arab-looking man smiled. His teeth were straight and perfect.

“My name is Tony. Is there anything in particular you’re looking for?” he said.

He looked at David, as if he preferred that he respond to his questions. David, though, was staring at Jo. He blinked, and still could not take his eyes off of her. What was happening? He’d never seen her stutter or be at a loss for words. Was she losing her cool?

Jo frowned.

“Well, no. I can’t say ... anything in particular, you see ... I have, well, we have this ... acquaintance, you see ...” she tried to say.

Tony nodded as he listened, but looked terribly confused.

David took the life-like dildo from Jo’s hands and replaced it on the display. She stared at him like she hadn’t imagined that was possible.

“We have a friend who has made an unusual request. He would like Jo to deep throat his penis, and so we need to learn how,” he said.

Jo glared at him like she was trying to shoot him with daggers from her eyes. Her jaw was clenched.

Tony touched his index finger to his lips.

“And do you know the dimensions of your friend’s cock?” he said.

David felt a shiver up his spine. He had never heard anyone talk to his wife with such bold words. It gave him a thrill.

“We, um, I mean to say, I haven’t ... actually seen his ... yet,” Jo said, gesticulating with her hands as if they might form the words she was afraid to speak.

David cleared his throat. Tony’s eyes turned to him from his wife’s frantic hands.

“We’ve been assured that he’s no less than eight inches,” he said.

“So does that mean he could be bigger?” Tony said.

David and Jo looked at each other. Her mouth hung open. That had never occurred to him, either. What if he was bigger?

Jo’s head shook.

“I hope to God he’s not bigger than that. There’s no way. Not like that,” she said.

David watched her face. There was a faint tone of panic in her voice.

Tony reached past them for one of the packages on the display.

“I’ve found that a woman can have amazing abilities, especially when she’s in a heightened state of arousal,” he said.

He opened the package of another life-like dildo, not quite as thick, but definitely longer than eight inches. He handed it to Jo.

“Go ahead. Feel it,” he said.

She hesitated a moment before she held out her hand, and he dropped the dildo into it. Her eyes flashed wider, and her nostrils flared. She held it with both hands and ran her fingers along its length. Her face flushed.

Tony was nodding, and he had a big grin on his face. David would have grinned as well, but he was more concerned about concealing the growing bulge in the front of his slacks.

“You like it, don’t you?” Tony said.

His eyes were on Jo’s face, and she was gazing back at him.

“Yes. It’s ... It’s ...” she started to say.

“Try it out. Don’t be shy,” Tony said, and pointed to the dildo.

David nodded his head rapidly. He wanted to emphasize Tony’s words. Try it out. For God’s sake, try it out.

Jo watched both of them out of the corner of her eye. David was holding his breath. This was usually the point where she took charge of situations like she always did, the point where he always wound up disappointed.

This time, though, she didn’t say anything in that take-charge, authoritative tone that she used with him. This time, she glanced to her right, toward the entrance of the shop.

“Ok. All right. We’ll just give it a try,” she said.

She turned so her back was to the door, so only the two of them, Tony and David, could see what she was doing. She raised the dildo, holding it in both hands. The tip, or head, or end, grazed her red lips. She opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out, and pushed the dildo in.

David groaned, and bit the inside of his cheek. His knees felt weak. It never failed to be the most incredible sight, to see another man’s cock in his wife’s mouth, even if it was fake.

Her eyes were on them, moving back and forth between Tony and David. She worked several inches of the long dildo into her mouth, sliding it back and forth between her lips. David closed his eyes and squeezed his hands into fists, hoping he didn’t pass out right there.

“How deep can you take it?” Tony said.

Jo looked straight at him and blinked. She tried to say something, but all that came out around the thick dildo was an unintelligible mumble.

She turned her head up, as if to get a better angle for the dildo to go down her throat. Holding the end with both hands, high in the air, she pushed it even deeper into her mouth, until she struggled with it and started to gag. She quickly pulled it out of her mouth and coughed.

“I don’t think it’s going to be that easy,” David said, and reached out to hold his wife’s shoulders.

Tony had put his hands on his hips.

“You might have better luck with the real thing,” he said.

Jo shook her head. She had saliva running down her chin, and wiped it away with the back of her hand.

“I have to learn how to do it before my ... appointment,” she said.

“I’ll tell you what. You can practice on me,” Tony said.

“What?” David said.

Tony’s hand reached down and rubbed the front of his slacks. David and Jo looked down at his hand at the same time. David’s mouth fell open. His hand rubbed an enormous, long, thick bulge that hung down the leg of his slacks, almost to his knee.

David looked at Jo. Her eyes looked horrified. Her head was shaking.

“If you can handle me, you can handle anyone,” Tony said.

“I-I don’t think so,” Jo said.

She was staring at that long bulge. Her face was pale. David licked his lips. This opportunity was too good to pass up. What was he going to have to do to see his wife with a cock that size in her mouth?

Jo’s head shook faster.

“No ... No. There’s no way,” she said.

David touched her arm.

“Maybe we should try it. I think it would be helpful to have someone who can show us how,” he said.

Tony stepped up to Jo and touched her cheek. She looked up to his eyes. When he spoke, his voice was low and soft, as if David wasn’t even there.

“Don’t be frightened, baby. It looks more intimidating that it really is,” he said.

As he talked, he took her hand and moved it down over the front of his slacks, right over the bulge of his erection. He held her hand there for a few seconds, and when he took his hand away, she continued to rub it on her own.

Tony glanced over at David, and there was a faint smile on his face. David smiled back, and his head nodded, very slightly.

Tony took Jo’s hand again, and led her away from the display of dildos and vibrators.

“Come on. Let me introduce you to my friend. What’s your name again?” he said.

“Jo.”

“Jo. Good. Come on with me.”

David remained in his spot with his hands in his pockets, shaking his head. This was too good to be true. He didn’t want to miss it.

He followed them to the front of the shop. Tony led Jo to the end of the counter, where the dark-haired young woman was sitting. Her name was Angel. Tony explained the whole situation to her. She sat back on her stool, with one foot on the floor and one foot on one of the rungs. She looked Jo from her head to her feet, and back up again. She shrugged.

“Sure. Whatever,” she said, and got off the stool.

Tony shut off the Open sign and locked the front door, and they all followed him to the office at the back of the shop. David brought up the rear, behind the dark-haired girl, whose name was Phyllis. The way her ass moved side to side in her tight shorts made him grin. He didn’t know what was going to happen, but whatever it was, it was going to be good.

Inside the office, Tony closed the door. Phyllis was chewing gum, and it cracked loudly in the small room. She put one hand on her hip and pushed that hip way out to the side.

“Let me get this straight. You want me to show this broad how to give head?” she said, and pointed a long, painted nail at Jo.

Tony stood by his desk and started to unbuckle his pants.

“Not just give head. How to deep throat a long cock,” he said.

“Oh. I gotcha,” Phyllis said.

Tony dropped his slacks to the floor. His penis swung free. David’s jaw dropped open, as did Jo’s. It was stupendously long and thick, at least a foot long, like an elephant’s trunk hanging from the front of his abdomen.

David closed his mouth. He and Jo stared at it. Phyllis reached over and put her hand around it.

“You two doin’ porn movies or something?” she said.

“Not movies. We have a client who has requested this special service,” David said.

He could not take his eyes from Phyllis’ hand, moving back and forth on Tony’s long, thick shaft. It looked like a child’s hand by comparison.

Phyllis frowned. “A client?”

She looked at Tony, like they shared a silent comment. David squeezed his lips together to hide his grin. He could imagine what they were thinking. If they only knew.

“Is this client’s cock big enough to deep throat?” Phyllis said, with a skeptical look in her eyes.

“We’ve been told he’s at least eight inches,” Jo said.

“That should be big enough for what you gotta do. Not as big as Tony’s got, of course,” Phyllis said, and hefted Tony’s enormous cock so it was pointed in their direction, as if they might have missed it earlier.

“Do you think it will work?” Tony said.

“Yeah. I think it’ll work. Let me show ya what ya gotta do,” she said.

She got down on her knees in front of Tony. Her hand was stroking his cock.

“First, you gotta suck on him for a while, get him good and worked up. And you gotta let yourself relax, get used to the size of his cock.”

She put the end of Tony’s cock in her mouth and moved her head back and forth slowly. Her bright red lips were stretched wide around it, and she slurped noisily.

David squeezed his eyes shut. His hard penis strained against the front of his slacks. Tony’s massive cock looked incredible in this pretty girl’s mouth. He didn’t know how he was going to be able to stand it when Jo had that thing in her mouth. He just hoped she didn’t back out before they got that far.

Phyllis pulled Tony’s cock out of her mouth and turned to look straight at Jo.

“What you gotta do is relax and swallow, and let it slide down your throat,” she said.

She put Tony’s cock back into her mouth. She was holding it around the base with her left hand, and had her right hand on Tony’s thigh. She worked her head back and forth a few times, then shoved her head forward on it real hard. She gagged furiously, like she was choking on it. But her gagging stopped abruptly, and the long, thick cock was sliding down her throat.

Tony was looking at Jo with a grin on his face, like it didn’t affect him, like he couldn’t wait for her to take her turn.

With half of Tony’s cock down her throat, Phyllis stopped, let go of the base, and held her hands up, as if to say “Look, no hands”. Her eyes were turned to look in Jo’s direction because she was unable to turn her head. Jo’s mouth hung open, and her eyebrows were arched up.