The summer after I graduated from high school I took a job working on a highway construction crew that was engaged on a road-widening project a few miles away from my home town.

Because I am female, and was at that time rather slightly built, I was assigned to the job of flag person — you know, the one that holds the sign that says “Slow” on one side and “Stop” on the other. Not one of your more demanding jobs, but nevertheless essential.

Of course, being a female in the midst of a bunch of sweaty guys meant that I was constantly being hit on, and I guess it was partly my fault, as I enjoyed flirting with the crew and would often pull some crazy stunts that would get their blood pumping. Like the day I wore that yellow and red checkered construction vest that is split about six inches on either side, with nothing underneath it. I also had on shorts, boots and a hard hat with my long blonde hair tucked up inside. My breasts were not very large, so that the passing motorists were never quite sure if it was a boy or a girl whose naked flesh was poking out the sides of the vest. But the gang knew, and they got a big kick out of trying to sneak a peek at my small tits.

The cutest guy on the crew, as far as I was concerned, was Barry, who was a freshman at a the state college. He had been a basketball star in high school, so I had seen him during regional games, and he really was a fine-looking stud. But he really didn’t chase me at all, so I had take matters into my own hands. One day I cornered him and suggested that maybe one hot day after work we should go to a pond I knew of and take a skinny dip. He said he would love to, but the problem was that he drove in each day with his Uncle Vincent, and had to go home with him. But when his uncle heard of my suggestion, he quickly volunteered to go with us, and not wishing to look like a chicken, I said it would be okay.

So after work we drove over to the pond, which was in a very deserted area, and parked our trucks. When we reached the edge I quickly stripped off my clothes and ran naked into the water, leaving them standing on the bank with their jaws hanging. But they quickly tore off their work togs and, with Uncle Vincent leading the way, came splashing in after me.

There was a lot of yelling and splashing about, and then Vincent started picking me up and tossing me in the air, while playfully running his hands over my body. I wasn’t a virgin, but my sexual activity had been limited to jerking guys off and a couple of less than satisfactory lays in the cab of a truck with one of the jocks at school. But I was really hot for Barry, and wanted a chance to screw his beautiful, clean-cut, muscular body.

I finally got out of the water, worked my way over to the grassy bank and spread myself out in an alluring way, calling to Barry to join me. When he emerged from the water his long thin pecker was already beginning to grow and harden, and it didn’t take much encouragement to raise it to its full glory. I opened my legs and rubbed my cunt to open it for him, and he sank to his knees and slid that long, thin, smooth cock easily inside me. About four minutes later he was pulling it out and coming all over the grass. It was a major disappointment. I had hardly got to kiss the guy, and there he was, already finished and deflating.

His uncle had been watching the action from the water, and while I continued to lie there in my frustration, he walked up the bank and stood at my feet looking down on me. He was a short, muscular man of about forty, with a thick, hair-covered body, not exactly a young girl’s idea of a lover. But right then I didn’t care. I was so horny that if he wanted to screw me I wasn’t going to put up any objection. His dick was a gnarly-looking thing, with lots of blue veins and a mushroom head. It wasn’t huge, but it was thick, and it just hung there, evidently unaffected by my nudity.

He knelt then and slowly brought his mouth down to my thighs, kissing my inner thigh very gently as his wet hair mingled with my curly pubes. I was too surprised to speak, and I was even more surprised when he slowly ran his tongue up my leg and between the lips of my pussy. I had heard about this, of course, but no one had ever suggested it to me, and I had no idea what to expect. But I had to admit it felt nice. As he licked up and down my gash, I began to feel a little faint, and my pussy became very wet. His thick coarse tongue pushed its way between the inner lips of my cunt, and he began to tongue-fuck me with a slow penetrating motion, bringing on sensations that I had never felt before. When he finally touched my clit with his tongue I felt that little button grow, and I heard moans coming from my lips, the kind of moans that I had never emitted before in my life. Then suddenly it hit me full force. I felt this wave growing inside my belly, and I raised my hips and pushed my cunt against his mouth as

I exploded into the first orgasm of my life. I was afraid that I was having a heart attack at first, and then I wondered if I had broken something. I lay there shaking for about as long as it had taken Barry to fuck me.

I was still trying to regain my breath and focus my eyes when I felt Vincent’s knob pressing gently against the opening of my vagina. I knew that if I said the word he would stop immediately and go no further, but I told myself that this man had just taken me to heaven with his mouth alone. I certainly owed him something for that — and besides, who knew what else he could contribute to my sexual education. I was completely relaxed as that now stiff dick slid into my well-lubricated channel, and as his thick meat pushed its way between the tight walls of my cunt, it stretched them farther apart than they had ever been before. I couldn’t believe how terrific it felt as he slid deeper inside me. The sensation was incredible, and already I was feeling the first stages of my second orgasm.

Now Vincent slowly began to pump me, lifting my legs so that my ankles rested on his shoulders, and with each forward thrust little ripples ran through my entire body. As he built up the momentum I had the second orgasm of my life, and about three minutes later, as he raised the pace a notch, I came again, and then again. Soon I was coming at about three-minute intervals. I was rocketing in space and I never wanted it to stop. Finally, when I was near exhaustion, lying in a lather of sweat and my own love juices, Vincent finally came deep inside me, and I moaned through about my twelfth climax as he shot his sperm into my belly.

When I was able to think again, I was concerned that he might have gotten me pregnant, but he explained that he had been fixed after his wife had their last child, and I was perfectly safe. Yes, he was married, and his nephew had just watched him screw an eighteen-year-old girl, and very well too. So what were we going to do about it?

Well, what we did was very simple. For the rest of the summer Vincent would drive in early, drop his nephew off at the construction site and then meet me for a wake-up fuck in his truck before the road work began. If it was a rainy day we would find some place to throw up a tent and fuck all afternoon. On normal days Vincent and Barry would drive over to the pond with me after work and I would handle both of them, with Vincent giving Barry pointers on how to really make a woman happy. Barry actually became fairly good at eating pussy after a lot of practice, and I was only too happy to supply the pussy, but he never bested his uncle in any sexual activity, and I don’t think he ever could.

In September, when I went off to college, I had no desire to look for a lover among the student body. But throughout my undergraduate years and during my later studies, I found no lack of lovers amongst the faculty, the administration and even the janitorial staff. I found that there is a whole army of older, mature guys who appreciate fucking a younger woman, and who do it extremely well. And thank God for that. — B.N., Muncie, Indiana

He Was Ashamed Of His Huge Endowment, Until It Gave Him Wealth And Fame

I recently read a letter in your magazine from a man who had a big cock. He talked about all the unhappiness he had experienced because of his amazing size, and about how most women refused even to try it, leaving him to go home in frustration and beat off.

Well, I too have an extra-big cock. I found out very early on that I had something that not everyone had, and that made me different. I grew up on a farm in the Midwest, far off the main road, and my brothers and I would often run around naked. It was obvious that my dick was a lot larger than theirs, even though I was not the oldest. They would tease me about it, but I would just shrug it off.

Living out in the country, and having to work the farm, my brothers and I didn’t bother much about going to school. Then, when I was eighteen, things got bad for us. My dad lost the farm and we had to move into town. Then the county cracked down and insisted we enroll in school. I was thrown in with a lot of kids I didn’t know, and I had to take a class called Physical Education, which meant having to get naked and shower in front of my schoolmates. This didn’t really bother me until a couple of the guys started teasing me about my big cock. They would call me bull cock or horse dick, and things like that. Then most of the others started teasing me too, until I began to really hate going to school. Word got around, and finally some of the girls started giggling at me and calling me names also. It bothered me so much that I got sick and had to stop going; but I kept up with my homework got through the semester.

That summer my dad took a job in another town and we moved again. I liked my new school a lot better, mostly because seniors didn’t have to take Physical Ed, so nobody got to see my cock, and I was just like anybody else.

I was kind of shy around girls, never having had much experience with them, but there was one that I liked a lot. Her name was Daisy, and one day I asked her to go to a school dance with me, and she accepted. Well, you can probably figure out what happened. We had a good time, and afterward we parked in my car and started making out. Things were going really well, until she saw my hard cock. She grabbed her dress, scrambled out of the car and ran off half naked.

I guess she told everybody she knew, because the next week of school was hell. Shortly after that I just dropped out of school and ran off, and I haven’t been back to that town since.

I worked at anything I could, just to get by. One summer I got a job at a gas station. It was a hot day in July when a fancy car pulled in, with a tall, good-looking woman at the wheel. I filled her tank, then moved around to the front of the car to clean the windshield. I had unbuttoned my coveralls because of the heat, and I hadn’t put on any underwear, so when I leaned over to wipe off the window, my cock just about fell out of my pants.

I looked at the woman, and she was smiling at me. “Young man, come over here,” she said. As I approached her open window I could feel my cock getting hard. Her hand reached out and stroked it as it hung down my leg. “I want to see more of that,” she said. “All of it, in fact.” Then she told me where she was staying, a local motel. “Come over and see me when you finish work tonight.”

I shrugged. “Okay, lady,” I said. “I’ll see you later.”

After work I got cleaned up, put on my best shirt and pants and made my way to the motel. As she let me in she asked, “How old are you?” I told her I had just turned twenty. We sat and talked for a while, and finally she said, “How would you like to be rich?”

“Sure, lady,” I said jokingly. “What did you have in mind?”

“Don’t call me lady,” she said. “My name is Audrey, okay?” She reached out then and ran her hand down the length of my cock, then started to unbutton my shirt. By then my dick was getting hard. “I need someone like you to make a movie,” she said. “Do you want to show off your big cock to the world?”

I was really surprised. “People usually run away when they see it,” I told her.

“I won’t,” she said, and she pulled off my shirt, then ran her hands over my chest and pinched my nipples. “Stand up,” she said, and as I did she pulled down my pants.

“That is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen,” Audrey said.

“It gets bigger when it’s really hard,” I told her.

“I have to see that,” she said, and she began stroking my cock with one hand and my balls with the other. She played with me for quite a while, even after my dick grew to its full length, and at some point I started working on her tits and pussy.

“I want you to fuck me now,” she said finally. Wow! No woman had ever told me that before. I did fuck her, all night long, and it was fantastic. I couldn’t believe she could take it all, but she did. The next morning we left town together.

Audrey and I live in California now, and make porn films. I’ve become quite well known in certain circles, and for my last film I was paid five million dollars. I often wish that some of the people who used to tease me about my big cock could see me now. Of course, I’m sure some of them have. You probably have too, and would recognize my name, so I’ll have to stay anonymous. But I just want to say to all you young guys with big cocks: be proud of yourself and don’t let anybody put you down, because sometimes what looks like a burden can turn out to be a real asset!