Sharon sorted out a few more details and then they proceeded. Jim called Melinda Carlisle, and even in that call they managed to work in some mischief, for Jim's voice was subtly shaded to subliminally convey sexual irresistibility. Therefore, even though Jim was a near-stranger calling out fo the blue, Melinda was puzzled to find herself so readily agreeing to see him, and Sharon had a good laugh simply over that.
Jim knew vaguely about Melinda Carlisle before, and so was pleased to play this game. Once Melinda came over and began to make inane small talk, it was evident that she was somehow physically overwhelmed or even intimidated by Jim, that there was a subliminal physical reaction which was simultaneously unnerving and attracting her. Jim relaxed with Melinda on the living room sofa while something forgettable played on TV and he chuckled inwardly at how anxious and skittish she acted as she began to realize that he was quite possibly packing something both unnatural and onscene in his pants. Then Jim warmly yet firmly insisted that she come up to his bedroom, and in evident dereliction of her better judgment, Melinda went along. There Jim was entertained by how strained her breathing became as he sat beside her on his bed.
"Melinda? Are you nervous?"
"N-Nervous? Aha! N-no, I'm n-not n-nervous, aha!"
"Look, you're uptight, and I can help."
Melinda gave a sharp little gasp as Jim planted her hand squarely on his bulge. "Oh my god, is that thing real!?" she could not help but wonder.
"You tell me."
Jim was pleased by how his whipping out a simple ten soft inches, albeit with a lot of girth, was enough to tip Melinda over into becoming proactive, eagerly cradling and hefting his sexual organ. He smiled at her as he sprang erect.
"Now look what you did, Melinda. You know it's only the right thing to do to take care of it."
Melinda was stripping in mere minutes, a classic honey-blonde cheerleader type but with a particularly lush brickhouse bod.
"Okay," she said with coy uncertainty, "but please be gentle."
Jim forgot that almost instantly. He got a good galloping rhythm going with her atop him, but then he concentrated on expanding. Melinda's eyes bulged in hystercial panic as his cock became suddenly gigantic inside her. She became aware of it seeming to shift her internal organs to stab up even higher and thicker within her body. "It's too big, it's too big!" she squealed in hushed terror it actually lifted her hips up away from his.
Jim got a good hold of her pelvis and then proceeded to jackhammer into her. Before Melinda knew it, Jim had her up out of the bed and getting thumped relentlessly up against a wall. She climaxed instensely and repeatedly, and still she would not black out. "You're way too big, way too big!" she insisted even as she kept right on climaxing.
Jim became aware of Sharon beside him, looking on with satsifaction at Melinda as her eyes were crossed and skyward and for the moment technically blind. Jim was powerfucking Melinda in cerebral oblivion, her tongue lolling out. Then the final detail came true: as Melinda finally accessed her inner slut, her body blossomed to reflect that slut and her bosom ballooned to simply berserk proportions. Melinda climaxed higher and higher, harder and faster. Sharon came in beside Jim and watched the cross-eyed incoherent Melinda with satisfaction, knowing that she was technically invisible to the rather preoccupied Melinda.
At last Melinda damn near climaxed her lungs out and slumped against Jim, her pelvix still thrusting and pistoning unconsciously, driven onwards by sheer brute brainless lust. She was, as Sharon had fantasized, a tamed woman.
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