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Page 726: ...he must have come 3 or 4 times with that tremendous big red brute of a thing he has I thought the vein or whatever the dickens they call it was going to burst though his nose is not so big after I took off all my things with the blinds down after my hours dressing and perfuming and combing it like iron or some kind of a thick crowbar standing all the time he must have eaten oysters I think a few dozen he was in great singing voice no I never in all my life felt anyone had one the size of that to make you feel full up he must have eaten a whole sheep after whats the idea making us like that with a big hole in the middle of us or like a Stallion driving it up into you because thats all they want out of you with that determined vicious look in his eye I had to halfshut my eyes still he hasnt such a tremendous amount of spunk in him when I made him pull out and do it on me considering how big it is so much the better in case any of it wasnt washed out properly the last time I let him finish it in me... |
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Page 5-6: There is a bone in my prick six inches long. I will ream out every wrinkly in your cunt Tania, big with seed. I will send you home to your Sylvester with an ache in your belly and your womb turned inside out....I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania, I make your ovaries incandescent. Your Sylvester is a little jealous now. He feels something, does he? He feels the remnants of my big prick. I have set the shores a little wider, I have ironed out the wrinkles. After me, you can take on stallions, bulls, rams, drakes, St. Bernards. You can stuff toads, bats, lizards up your rectum. You can shit arpeggios if you like, or string a zither across your navel. I am fucking you Tania, so that you'll stay fucked. |
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Page 42: Oh thank God! thank God! at least he had the cock and the balls. Pregnable (putting it mildly) as his masculinity was in this world of goyim with golden hair and silver tongues, between his legs (God bless my father!) he was constructed like a man of consequence, two big healthy balls such as a king would by happy to put on display, and a schlong of magisterial length and girth. And they were his: yes, of this I am absolutely certain, they hung down off of, they were connected to, they could not be taken away from him! |
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Page 157: She turned out to be the wife of Big Stoop (as she called him) and Big Stoop turned out to be (1) possessor of a truly long dick and (2) a liar, for he was not the most successful gynecologist in the county, but a chiropractor. He was also a prodigious lover of pussy. Could you conceive of how deep he dived into Madeleine's treasure chest? Page 158: So I had gone through some quick rises and free falls of the ego, passing through two days and a night of mate-switching...and never a cigarette for the moments I felt impaled--that is the word for listening to my woman give voice to pleasure (and how Madeleine could moan) while another man was in her. No male ego is the same after hearing the same ongoing female cry of pleasure given to a strange new (very long) dick. Page 178: "Yessir," said Madeleine, "ever since Big Stoop, I've had a taste for good old boys with mammoth dicks." |
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Page 101-102: ...each of the two policemen remembers the time he was best man at a cousin's wedding. In spite of this, they take Divine to the station. Along the way she rubs against them, and they each get a hard-on, squeeze her more tightly, and stumble on purpose in order to tangle their thighs with hers. Their huge cocks are alive and rap sharply or push with desperate, sobbing thrusts against the door of their blue woolen pants. They bid them open, like the clergy at the closed church door on Palm Sunday. |
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Page 91: Another guy, Peter Mangalore, had a cock 10 inches long, soft. And when we got in the shower, I found out I had the biggest balls of anybody. "Hey! Look at that guy's balls, will ya?" "Holy shit! Not much cock, but look at those balls!" "Holy shit!" Page 118: "Lilly's heard I've got a big cock." "Yeah, it's all over school." "Well, Lilly wants it. She claims she can handle it." "You'll rip her to pieces." "Yeah, I will. Anyhow, she wants it." We put the garbage can down and stared at some girls who were sitting on a bench. Pete walked toward the bench. I stood there. He walked up to one of the girls and whispered something in her ear. She started giggling. Pete walked back to the garbage can. We picked it up and walked away. "So," said Pete, "this afternoon at 4 p.m. I'm going to rip Lilly to pieces." Page 119: Pete got in after her and took his shoes off, then his pants and his shorts. Lilly looked down and saw Pete's meat hanging. "Oh my," she said, "I don't know..." "Come on, baby," said Pete, "nobody lives forever." |
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Page 132: Montana was naked, and so was Billy, of course. He had a tremendous wang, incidentally. You never know who'll get one. |
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Page 148-149 Dwayne Hoover, incidentally, had an unusually large penis, and didn't even know it. The few women he had had anything to do with weren't sufficiently experienced to know whether he was average or not. The world average was five and seven-eighths inches long when engorged with blood. Dwayne's was seven inches long and two and one-eighth inches in diameter when engorged with blood. Dwayne's son Bunny had a penis that was exactly average.... Kilgore Trout had a penis seven inches long, but only one and one-quarter inches in diameter. Harry LeSabre, Dwayne's sales manager, had a penis five inches long and two and one-eighth inches in diameter. Cyprian Ukwende, the black physician from Nigeria, had a penis six and seven-eighths inches long and one and seven eighths inches in diameter. Don Breedlove, the gas-conversion unit installer who raped Patty
Keene, had a penis five and seven-eighths inches long and one
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Page 269-270: The sun through the low window sent a beam that lit up his thighs and slim belly, and the erect phallus rising darkish and hot-looking from the little cloud of vivid gold-red hair. She was startled and afraid. "How strange," she said slowly. "How strange he stands there! So big! and so dark and cocksure! Is he like that?" The man looked down the front of his slender white body, and laughed. Between the slim breasts the hair was dark, almost black. But at the root of the belly, where the phallus rose thick and arching, it was gold-red, vivid in a little cloud. "So proud!" she murmured, uneasy. "And so lordly! Now I know why men are so overbearing." Page 271: "No wonder men have always been afraid of him!" she said. "He's rather terrible." The quiver was going through the man's body, as the stream of consciousness again changed its direction, turning downwards And he was helpless, as the penis in slow soft undulations filled and surged and rose up, and grew hard, standing there hard and overweening, in its curious towering fashion. |
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Page 184: Men always think that to own a big cock is one of life's greatest boons. They think you have only to shake it at a woman and she's yours. Well, if anybody had a big cock it was Bill Woodruff. It was a veritable horse cock. I remember the first time I saw it -- I could scarcely believe my eyes. Ida would have been his slave, if all that stuff about big cocks be true. It impressed all right all right, but the wrong way. She was scared stiff. It froze her up. And the more he pushed and plugged, the smaller she grew...It's tough to be crazy about a woman and then find that nature has played you a mean trick. Page 339-340: O'Mara on the other hand was like a practiced snake. He had a long curved penis which slid in like greased lightning and unlatched the door of the womb...He made her feel that she was at his mercy--or rather at the mercy of that long slimy thing he carried between his legs. He could get an erection at any time--at will, so to speak...Just the same, because it was an unusual prick, because it was long and bent, because it could hold out indefinitely, she was unable to resist...It was disgusting too that sometimes when he took it out it was only semierect. Even then it was bigger, silkier, snakier than Arthur Raymond's prick, even when he was at white heat. |
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Page 119: And then later that business down below, his thick cock that blue-brown of Mediterranean types... Page 299: Harry has to laugh too, even before Ronnie does. His cock isn't the only thick thing about Harrison. Page 396: Janice rubbing Coppertone into the criss-crossing creases of Webb's red neck, Ronnie's heavy cock bulging the front of his obscene little European-style trunks... Page 420: And she admits she likes his cock. But what Harry might not appreciate, being a man, is that a big one like Ronnie's doesn't change size that much when it's hard, just the angle changes. It doesn't go from being a little bonneted sleeping baby to a tall fierce soldier like this. |
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