It was Friday afternoon, the end of a long week at the office, and Patrice was finally finished with the grueling advertising presentation she’d been working-on. She met with some of her colleagues , and a few of the neighborhood hotties, at The Irish Pub, on the corner, to see if she could score some well-hung talent for the evening. She’d already hit the office ladies’ room, and changed from her business outfit, to something a little more provocative ... The new, red, patent-leather, Betsy Johnson, micro-mini-skirt, slit up to here, with the matching see-through, Armani silk blouse, she’d just bought at Saks, the day before, which exposed her lovely, full breasts for all to see! She was horny as hell, and "ready-for-Freddie!"  Freddie soon appeared, not surprisingly, and sidled-up to her, introducing himself as "Brad, who’s been checking you out, on the elevator... What are you drinking?," he went on.

"Cognac and soda" she replied, as she glanced at his smart slacks, showing a decidedly nice bulge beneath his Mark Cross belt buckle.

"Are you working on the Schweppes pitch too?" he asked, as he gave the bartender their order.

"Why? Should I be drinking gin and Schweppes tonic?" She put her hand on his obvious package, looked him in the eye, and said, "Let’s cut to the chase ... Do you want to go home and fuck?"

"Wow! Count me in!," he hastily voiced, as he laid a ten-spot on the bar, when the bartender brought their drinks...

As they toasted each other, with their glasses, she said, simply enough, "I like big cock! What are you packin’, babe?"

"I think you’ll have a good time!," he replied, with a wink. "Nobody’s complained yet!"

"I’ll bet you thought this only happened on ‘Sex In The City’", Patrice exclaimed, as she knocked-down her Cognac and soda.

"Actually, you’re right!" countered Brad. "I love it! It’s not every day, I walk out of a boring board-meeting, and get propositioned by an entirely-humpy, hot-looking, young lady, ten minutes later! Ain’t New York GREAT!"

"Damn straight!," she exclaimed. "Let’s mosey! I’m hornier than a two-peckered goat!," as they finished their drinks, and headed for the door. "You might even get lucky, with my horny sister! She loves to do the deed, but is a little shy to go out and look for it!"

"Hey! Share the wealth, I always say!," answered Brad . "If she’s HALF as hot as you, I’m her guy! Let’s grab a cab, and we’re OUT of here!" They did, and soon arrived at Patrice’s apartment, and went upstairs, where they found her sister, Patrina, curled-up on the couch, watching a "Lesbian Cheerleaders" porn tape, with one hand under her skirt, and the other nibbling on cheese and crackers.

"Patrina, baby, look what I brought home!~ Now, you play your cards right, and he’ll do you, when he’s through with ME!"

"Hey, why do I always have to have the sloppy seconds?" Patrina voiced, with a cute pout.

"Because you don’t seem to have the balls to go out and find the sloppy FIRSTS, girl!" Patrice countered..

"Fuck you!", Patrina predictably shot back.

"NO, sister, let’s fuck HIM! He’s got a beautiful, big cock!," Patrice replied. Let’s check it out! She stripped her new clothes off, as she helped him out of his slacks, and Ralph Lauren shirt, laid back on the couch, and said, "Come and get it, sweetie!" And with a rearing, thirteen-inch, already-vertical erection, he DID! In missionary position, he stabbed into her tumescent, bare pussy, until she was dripping and screaming in passion, while her sister, Patrina looked-on enviously, stroking her clit, and cutting herself another piece of Cheddar cheese. Soon, the horny couple reversed position, with Patrice on top, and Brad jamming-into her hot cunt, from below, as she screamed in orgasmic ecstasy, while he came as well, and began pumping hot sperm, into her quivering twat. Patrina immediately grasped the moment, and an eleven-inch boning knife, from the cheese-board, fitting it snugly into the base of Brad’s throbbing, thrusting penis, just above Patrice’s clitoris. "NO Sis!," Patrice pleaded, as she looked behind her, at her grinning sister. "I know what you have in mind, when you see a cock like this, but please at least let me finish cumming first!"

"Does your sister want me to fuck her too?," asked Brad, innocently, unaware of what was pressing into his deeply-imbedded penis.

"No, sweetie," responded Patrice, "but I know her, and you’ll have to hurry, if you want to cum one last time!"

"NO, SIS ... NOT YET!," Patrice glanced back, and hollered, as Patrina ripped the sharp knife upwards, with both hands gripping the handle, slicing Brad’s huge, hard prick off at the root, just missing his bulging ballsack, while his immense cock remained buried, deep inside her sister’s vagina, still pumping her full of hot cum! "Shit,... Sis, you ruined that beautiful dick! ... Why didn’t you wait? ... You jealous twit! He’d have done you too!"

"Aaaaarghh, what has she done to me?!" yelled Brad, as Patrice rolled sideways, off of him, with his massive prick still-lodged tightly, a foot up-into her wet vagina. Brad and the two horny sisters watched as the tiny stub, which was all there was left of his mighty manhood, squirted bolts of his hot cum, three and four feet into the air in all directions, all over them, the spray undirected by any remaining penis.

While they watched the fountaining display of sperm, Patrina reached over and grabbed Brad’s last vestige of masculinity, pulling sharply on his full scrotum, with one hand, and positioning the eleven-inch boning knife below it, grinned, and before he realized it, severed it with one upward-slice, "Finished!," Patrina smiled and yelled. "You won’t be needing THESE now, Brad, will you? With no prick to squirt-out your nice juiceies!", as she dangled his precious nuts in his face. "Your nice big cock and balls will make me a lovely, squirting dildo, honey! It’s about time, my sister, Patrice shared her trophies with me!"

"Boy, you girl’s don’t PLAY!," responded the new eunuch, Brad, as he tried to stanch the pulses of blood and cum, squirting out of his groin.

"Hey, my sister’s CRAZY!," answered Patrice. This wasn’t MY idea!~ Nor was your lovely prick, the FIRST one she’s cut off my humpies, when they least expected it!"

"You mean, she’s castrated MORE guys?", asked Brad.

"Are you kidding?," followed Patrice. "You haven’t seen our chandelier in the dining room! She’s got a dozen guys’ big, ... and I mean BIG ... severed trophy-packages displayed on it, with their beautiful shiny cock-heads fitted with twinkle-lights! She gets crazy when she sees me nailing some nice, well-hung humpy. Their big cocks are history in minutes! I don’t get a lot of second dates!~ I mean, I like real-cock dildos, but this girl wastes more huge, beautiful cock, than you could imagine! Here, have a pair of my crotchless, thong panties, to help stop the flow of blood, ‘till I can get this thick, little rubber-band around what you’ve got left for a stub, now you’ve stopped shooting all your yummy sperm." Patrice took two wraps of the thick rubber band around his bleeding stump, and then popped another one around the base of his big, severed prick, as she gripped it with her fingernails, and began pulling it slowly out of her tight pussy. "I get these great, thick, little rubber-bands at the supermarket, where they hold the heads of the broccoli together! They’re perfect for banding-off big cocks!" The once-proud, thirteen-inch weapon cleared her shaved slit with an audible "pop", as her hot juices and his thick, white sperm gushed-out of her bare vulva, and ran down her legs. She stuck the still-swollen glans into her mouth, and chewed and sucked on it, until she’d pulled all the remaining cum out of his urethra, and ran her tongue around the huge cock-head until it was clean. "If it’s any compensation, you really had delicious sperm, sweetie, and I’m a connoisseur of that yummy stuff!"

"Well, I’m delighted the last of my manhood was to your taste, Patrice!," Brad replied. "Now I’m off to the hospital, to get sewn-up, what your nutso sister has left me with!"

Patrina added, grinning, as she squeezed and played-with his severed scrotum, popping his big balls in and out of it, "Actually, your bare crotch looks kind of cute! It’s so nice and flat now! ... You could borrow my bikini-bottom, when you go to the beach! Look, my erect clit sticks-out further than anything you’ve got left!," as she rubbed her randy clitoris with his bulging testicles. Patrice nodded in agreement, and continued sucking-on the head of his dick. "Just consider us part of your new weight-loss program! You just lost about three or four pounds of meat!," Patrina added. "I can’t wait to weigh them, in the produce department at the supermarket, when we go back to get some more of those nice, thick rubber-bands from the broccoli!"

With that, Brad stomped out the door, as Patrice and Patrina giggled and waved him good-bye, with his beautiful, sliced-off cock and balls.

Angela had a leather fetish. Not just leather, but tight, sexy, black leather, that she definitely didn’t wear to the office! She heard of a special leather store/sex shop in Greenwich Village, which was very popular with a couple of fem/dom friends of hers, Jasmine and Natalie, and decided to accompany them on a shopping trip, one Saturday afternoon, as they were going to a serious dominatrix-scene that night, at a bondage club, known as La Cage, down on Christopher Street, near there.

When she got to the store, she discovered it was just what she was looking for! She bought a pair of full-length, black, stretch-leather, extra-tight boots, with lethal-looking stiletto heels, that reached, literally, all the way to her crotch, and zipped-up the back. Then she tried-on, and bought a black-leather micro-mini-skirt, and a see-thru, short, bolero blouse, to complete the raunchy outfit.

She checked-out their strap-on selection, and bought one of the new four-strap, dildo-adaptable, varieties, that her friends told her was much more-comfortable than the conventional three-strap ones, where you always had an annoying strap, in the crack of your ass. Finally, she viewed their amazing dildo selection, which ran the gamut of simple plastic ones, to vibrators, to very realistic-looking ones, going from three inches long, up to king-size twelve-inchers. Some were actual rubber-castings of porn star’s cocks. The ones she particularly liked, were locked-away in the glass display-case. These were totally-realistic, large, thick ones, with refillable-balls, which squirted, when squeezed. The sexy-looking sales girl, told Angela, that these started at twelve-hundred dollars, depending on the size, and were made from mens’ real, actual penises! Angela gasped with excitement, "Wow! Now THAT’S what I want!," she exclaimed to the girl. "Let me see that really big one, with the huge balls!"

The sales-clerk took it out of the case, and handed it to Angela. "This is our largest real-cock dildo! It’s thirteen-inches long, and almost three-inches thick! The guy’s balls were so big, that they hold a pint of the faux-sperm, which comes with it. Do you really have girl-friends, who could handle you sticking that thing into them, without splitting them in half?"

"I think I could find a couple!," Angela responded. "And a guy or two, as well, I’d like to try it on!," she winked. "How much is it priced?"

"That whopper runs five-thousand dollars! It’s not for everybody!"

"Well, it’s sure as hell for me! But my Visa card is maxed-out with all this stuff I just bought! So, I’ll just have to wait!"

Jasmine, one of Angela’s two girl-friends, who were looking-on, with interest, said "Listen, there’s a couple of well-hung, S.& M. studs, who hang-out at this bondage club, La Cage, we go to. They’re really-into pain, and cock-and-ball torture, and all that stuff! I’ll bet if you laid enough coke on them, they’d let you cut their big pricks off! They’d get-off on that, albeit for the last time, I guess!," she added, with a grin.

Angela’s eyes lit-up, at THAT suggestion, and the sales-girl piped-in, "I can tell you where they make these, and if you brought-in your own penises, I’m sure they’d tan them, and make them up, into a real-cock double-dildo to fit in your new strap-on, for probably less-than HALF the money, than when THEY have to supply the cocks! And ... if you’re serious, we have just what you need!," as she reached into the display case. "One of these lovely pearl-handled, and bejeweled, concave-bladed castration knives! They’re made in Switzerland, and are real beauties, and these curved blades are honed to razor-sharpness. They’ll slice through the biggest and thickest pricks like they were butter!"

"You sound like you’ve tried them out!," exclaimed Angela.

"As a matter of fact, I have! I’ve totally-emasculated three of my well-hung boyfriends, when I found them cheating on me! This big cock you like, was one of them! We’ve sold the other two! These knives are great for that! They’re so sharp, with these nice curved blades, that you can rip a guy’s big balls and thick dick off, at the same time, with one pull! I LOVE castrating bad boys! I love the looks on their faces when I’ve cut them, and I laugh, and dangle their precious jewels in front of them. ‘Makes me cum, really hard, every time!"

"I’ll take one!" grinned Angela, as the sales girl laughed, and handed her one, in a nice scabbard, along with a business card.

"This is Authenticock’s phone number. They’re the ones who’ll get your cocks tanned and ready for you. And here are a few heavy rubber-bands, for you to band-off the eunuchs’ stubs, so they don’t bleed-out, after you cut them," added the sales girl.

"Great!," replied Angela, as she thanked the girl, and left with all of her goodies, and her two fem/dom pals, Jasmine and Natalie. "I’ll see you both at the club tonight!," she exclaimed, as she caught a cab, and stopped-off at her old boyfriend’s apartment to score a quantity of coke, for the night’s trading activity.

When she got home, she downed some leftover-Chinese, from the fridge, took a hot shower, and got into her hot new crotch-high, stretch-leather boots, leather micro-mini skirt, and see-thru silk blouse. She arrived at La Cage around nine O’clock, hooked-up with the two similarly tarted-up girls, and ordered a couple of rounds of drinks. By ten, the place had really filled-up, with a truly-odd assortment of Creatures of the Night, most clad in the ubiquitous black leather, many in various stages of nudity, with womens’ breasts bobbing-about, and mens’ genitals on display, in cut-out crotches, cowboy chaps, and the like.

Nondescript, sensuous music played quietly, and the various dark, rooms smelled of cigarette smoke, stale beer, and male ejaculate. Jasmine and Natalie, led Angela around in the dim light, looking for the two would-be cock-donors, they’d spoken of. In one room, a large, wooden, X-shaped rack stood, with a naked man strapped to it. He possessed a throbbing, twelve-inch erection, and a huge pair of balls, all of which were tightly-bound with a leather belt , with a ring attached. A chain was attached to this, which ran down, between his legs, to a heavy, fifty-pound, iron anvil, which swung freely, backward and forward, barely clearing the floor, and stretching his penis and scrotum down, to an extraordinary length. A scantily-clad, dominatrix, sat on a chair in front of him, talking to two girls, and kicking the heavy anvil with her boot, to keep it swinging. "She’s his girlfriend!," Natalie pointed-out. When the girls’ cigarettes would burn-down, they would reach-in and put the glowing stubs out, by pushing them into his stretched and shining ball-sack, as he’d cry-out in pain, ‘till they punished him, by slapping his stiff cock, with a fly-swatter, so it snapped up-and-down.

Finally, in the next room, they found the two gents they were looking-for, sitting at a table, in a dark corner, and introduced Angela to them. She ordered a round of drinks, for the five of them, and got right down to business. "I hear you guys are into pain!," she began. "Jasmine and Natalie say that you guys are well-hung, and dig cock-and-ball torture!" They nodded in agreement, and asked if she was there for a little "show-and-tell."

"Let’s see what you’re packin’!," Angela asked, boldly. They stood up from the table, revealing their mandatory black-leather, crotch-less pants, featuring chain belts around their waists, with more chain swags hanging down, and each attached, left and right, to silver cock-rings secured around their fiercely-erect penises and scrotums, pushing their packages prominently-out in the front.

"Look at that pleaser!," Eric spoke up, proudly. "Thirteen-and-a-half inches of hard meat! And my buddy, Johnny, here’s, packin’ over fourteen stiff inches! Now just what did you have in mind, sweetie? Did you bring a hammer?"

Angela whistled in appreciation, and said, "Well if you’re into pain, how’s about you guys go full-throttle, and let me cut those babies, and your big balls, OFF? ‘Kinda make one last, grand gesture with ‘em! I’d like to fuck you both, right here and now, let you have a super, final orgasm, and slice your pretties off, as you’re pumping-away with them, and squirting-out the last of your ball-juice, deep into my hot snatch!"

"WOW!," the guys exclaimed ... "You do make THAT sound tasty!," Johnny hollered. "That ought to attract a crowd!  Ah ... what sort of remuneration, had you in mind for this ‘E-ticket’ ride?"

"Well," Angela started, "I had in mind, laying, say, ten grams of good coke, on each of you, plus the girls here, could gather-up a little ‘pass-the-hat’ tariff of, say, a hundred bucks apiece from the ‘audience’!"

The fellas huddled-together for a few moments, and spoke up, grinning, "Make it fifteen grams each, and you’ve got yourself a couple of serious cocks! We figure it’s only a matter of time ‘till we get AIDS with ‘em, anyway, running around this dive!"

"SOLD!," yelled Angela, with a big smile, and dove into her purse and counted out the packets, before they could change their minds. She asked Jasmine to get a big banquet table and cloth from the manager, and asked Natalie to sort through the crowd and collect a hundred each, from anyone wanting to watch, and for the rest to leave the room....No ‘feebie’ viewing! About half the crowd remained, and went fishing into their wallets. The manager came back with a strong, six-legged table, and a nice red table-cloth, as Natalie finished "passing the hat." Angela asked the guys to undress, except for their tight cock-rings, "They’ll keep your big pricks nice and hard and long, when I cut them off!" She suggested that Johnny, with fourteen rampant inches, go first, which he did, lying on his back on the table. Angela took-off her see-thru blouse, and mini-skirt, leaving-on the sexy crotch-length, stretch-boots. She fetched the new, curve-bladed emasculation knife, in its scabbard, from her purse, and tucked it into the top of her boot, at her right hip. Jasmine helped her up, onto the table, as Angela quickly positioned her shaved-slit, directly-over Johnny’s throbbing prick, as Natalie reached between them, inserting the huge cock-head, into Angela’s already-dripping vulva. As soon as she felt his big glans pop into her wet vagina, she dropped down on him, and the thick tool sank fully six-inches into her tight pussy. She rose up an inch or two, and rammed herself down again, absorbing all, but maybe an inch, of the massive male organ. Finally, with one-more thrust, she drove herelf, fully down to the root of his mighty weapon, and began a strong, up-and-down rhythm, trying to get them both off. After only three or four minutes, she began to cum. Her vagina quivered and convulsed, as she started moaning in deep orgasm, slamming her hot cunt down as hard as she could, to capture every last centimeter of his lovely, powerful prick. Moments later, the milking rhythm of her pulsing twat, started HIS orgasm off to the races, as his eyes lit-up, and he began shouting, and shooting bolts of hot sperm, deep into her uterus. The crowd hushed to a silence, as they gathered-around for what all knew would be the coup de grace! His hips rammed-up into her crotch, as he tried to shoot his final seed, as deep into her cunt as he could. She realized her cue, grasped the sharp knife, and carefully fitted the concave blade, under his huge ball-sack and spewing prick, just between his groin and the tight cock-ring.  He then thrust-in deeply again, and just as Angela rose-up an inch, she ripped up the handle, with her strong arm, tearing-through his scrotum-skin and vital sperm ducts, his ball cords, and through the top of his nut-sack. The incredibly-sharp blade, sliced-into the root of his heavy cock, severing the firm muscles, arteries and veins of his doomed manhood, on-through his busily-pumping urethra, now flowing with semen. And on up-through the upper muscles and meat, of the top of his massive, doomed penis, until the blade flew into the air, with an exultant yell from the happy castratrix, "YES! They’re MINE!" She leaned-back, with his still pulsing prick, deep in her core, and only his big, full ballsack still showing, hanging in-front of her bald, well-stuffed slit. The tiny urethral-hole, which was all that was left of his now-departed, once-mighty masculinity, continued to pump sperm, wildly into the air, in four and five-foot arcs of spouting cum, spraying Angela, Natalie, and Jasmine, as well as the near-by on-lookers, whom, by now, had broken into a whooping cheer. The squirts of sperm gradually diminished in volume, and Angela took one of the heavy, thick, rubber-bands, she’d stretched-over the handle of the knife, grasped what was left of his tiny cock-stub, and stretched a couple of figure-eights over it, stanching the blood-flow, and the last dribbles of semen. Then she used Johnny’s full ball-sack, and still-tight cock-ring, to pull his rock-hard, fourteen-inch pecker, out of her bubbling twat. As it popped-out, with an audible slurp, accompanied by a river of hot cum, pouring out of her vulva, she glanced over her shoulder, pointed the severed penis at the stunned Eric, sitting nearby, grinned, and asked him, redundantly, "Who’s next?"

The cheering crowd made such a ruckus, that half the rest of the club wanted-in, to see the second cutting. They stormed the door, waving the hundred-dollar entrance fees, in their hands! Angela climbed off the newly-cut eunuch, to let him get off the table, as well as to stretch her legs, while Jasmine walked around collecting the new monies.

"That’s the spirit!," exclaimed Eric, as he took the place of his now-eunuch pal, Johnny, on his back, on the castration table. Angela, whose hot pussy was still dripping cum down her long boots, with Johnny’s final ejaculation, climbed up on the table, her bloody knife returned to the scabbard, at her right hip, and straddled the now fully-erect, Eric’s rampant manhood. Natalie, again did the honors of inserting his huge glans into Angela’s wet labia, to where she could lower herself enough to capture it fully, into the entrance to her steamy vagina. She dropped down on him, sending the stiff, gleaming prick more than half-way into her bare pussy. After raising herself a couple of inches, she again relaxed her legs, plunging her tight vagina fully-down to the very root of his thick, long, penis, as her clit slammed into the silver cock-ring, fully-impaling her, balls-deep, on his thirteen-and-a-half- inch, gorgeous organ!

"Oh, God, does that feel good!," she hollered, as the huge cock-head pushed the remains of Johnny’s sperm on-into her uterus. She gripped one of his testicles in each hand, to pull herself up and down on his stiff prick, while Eric rammed his crotch into her, as hard as he could, and pulled on her firm tits. The hot crowd began clapping to the rhythm, that the wildly-fucking couple were into. Angela’s big breasts bounced up and down to the same beat, as Jasmine squeezed and twisted Angela’s swollen clit, helping drive her into a screaming frenzy, as she began climaxing, over and over again. Soon, her trembling vagina caused Eric to start cumming as well, and he began shooting gouts of hot sperm into her, as she milked his fully-packed balls. Natalie saw his creamy load start emerging from Angela’s slit, on each down-thrust, and realized he was in high orgasm. She pulled the pearl-handled castration knife out of the scabbard, tucked-into the top of Angela's high boots, and offered it to her, with "I think it’s time, girl!"

The still-climaxing, Angela, was out-of-breath, between squeezing her breasts, and ramming her tight cunt down-onto the fountaining prick. "I’m a little out-of-control, here! Why don’t YOU do it! Just be careful you don’t cut my nice clit off!"

"I was hoping you’d say that! I’ve always wanted to cut some guy’s big, hard whanger off, when he was in mid-fuck!," grinned Natalie. She gripped his huge nutsack, and pulled hard on it, as she fitted sharp, curved blade under it, just short of his tightly-fitted cock-ring. Angela continued to slam her foaming pussy down-onto his stiff shaft, while Natalie carefully waited for her to rise a couple of inches, before she delivered the big cut. She saw her perfect opportunity, and ripped the razor-sharp blade up with her strong right hand, as she pulled on his doomed balls, with the other. The big, randy crowd watched in stunned silence, as the shining blade began its’ path of destruction through Eric’s vulnerable ball-sack, and into the bottom meat of his massive manhood. It was so hard and thick, that the knife only got half-way through it, on the first pull, as Angela continued to slam her wet pussy into his groin. Natalie had managed to cut-through the urethra, though, so his sperm began shooting-out horizontally, from the base of his dick. On Angela’s next rise, Natalie, let go of his severed balls, and gripped the pearl handle with both hands, yanking the knife up-through the top-half of Eric’s doomed cock-meat, being careful not to slice-off Angela’s erect clit, as the knife flew into the air, to the sound of an exultant "YES!," from the grinning Natalie, and a cheering crowd. Angela was so deep in her climax, that she didn’t realize his cock was off, buried deep in her dripping twat, for a couple of thrusts. Suddenly, though, she could feel his shooting sprays of cum, flying all over her, pumping out of the urethra of his cock-stub, in the middle of his now-empty crotch! Bolts of hot sperm, now undirected by any penis, continued to pulse-out, in four-to-five foot arcs of spray, drenching Angela, Natalie, Jasmine, and all those standing nearby. Angela rubbed it into her big breasts, tweaking her stiff nipples at the same time, as she began coming-down from her enormous orgasm. Gradually, Eric’s ejaculations began to lose volume, as his last semen squirted out of his tiny stub. When it was reduced to a dribble, and more blood than cum was coming out of him, Jasmine wrapped the thick rubber-band, several times around the little stump, which stopped the flow of blood and sperm. Eric sat bolt-upright, checked his empty groin, and loudly shouted to the entire ensemble, "THE DRINKS ARE ON ME!"

Everyone laughed and cheered, at that point, and Natalie helped pull Eric’s still-stiff, severed prick, out of Angela’s plundered twat, by his still-attached nuts and the cock-ring. She asked the bartender to rinse the package off, and put it in the ice-machine, alongside Johnny’s. Eric and Johnny collected their earnings from the girls, their thirty grams of coke from Angela, and then paid for the round, before getting into a cab, and heading up to St. Vincent’s Hospital, to get their eunuch crotches sutured-up. Everyone else, partied well-into the night, as Angela made plans to visit the Authenticock office in the morning, with her new thirty-odd inches of fresh cock, to be tanned, for her lovely new double-dildo strap-on.

Stephanie had spotted Gerry, this new, hunky-looking guy at the office, and asked him to have a drink with her, after work, at the downstairs, corner-pub on her office block. They hit it off really well, and after a few drinks, she boldly rested her hand on his lap. "I like big cock," she said, matter-of-factly, as her fingers traced the outline of his already-stiffening penis. "You feel like you’d fit the bill!"

"I’d like to invite you to my health club Saturday morning, if you’d like," he replied ... "We could have a little work-out, and go for a swim in the pool... Bring your bikini, and I’ll bring my Speedos! Then, Saturday night we could go-out for dinner or something."

"Or something,..." Stephanie added, with a wink.

"I’m sorry I’m tied-up tonight!," Gerry countered.

"That’s alright," said Stephanie. "I’d just as soon have you tied-up tomorrow night, she added, with a lecherous smile.

The next morning, Gerry picked her up at her apartment, in his Lexus, and then drove to his health club. They had a light-workout on some of the exercise machines, and adjourned to the pool. When Stephanie got a look at Gerry in his tiny, tight Speedos, with his hugely-bulging crotch, she knew she had made the right choice for a Saturday-night humpy! After a quick swim, he sat on the edge of the pool, as she swam up to him, between his knees. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, and then reached up to his basket, and began squeezing his hefty balls. "God, You have beautiful, big nuts, guy!," I’ll bet you can cum forever!"

"I haven’t had any complaints, sweetie! If you like a lot of that stuff, we could try out this new prescription I just got ... 'Cialis'! They advertise it’ll give you a three or four-hour, hard erection!"

"Now that’s MY kind of medicine! I can’t WAIT!," she grinned. As she kept kneading his balls, his big prick came to life, and started snaking-out of the top of his speedos, to where he soon had at least a twelve-inch, rampant erection, which she gripped with her other hand, and started pumping up and down.

"Jesus!," Gerry interjected, "You can’t do this in here! It’s a public pool! Someone will see us!"

"Fuck ‘em!," laughed Stephanie. " I want to see how high you can shoot!," As she jerked him off, and kept squeezing his full ball-sack.

No more than a minute later, she had her wish, and his huge cock started pumping great jets of hot sperm, into the air, in graceful arcs, four or five feet high, and then landing in the pool. Blast after blast of creamy, white cum kept geysering out of his pulsing prick, forming a wide puddle of sperm in the pool-water around them. Two beautiful girls in tiny bikinis, were sitting on the edge of the pool, sharing a power-bar, watching the action, and hollered-over, "Hey, that looks like fun! Can we get in on that?"

"Be my guest!," grinned Stephanie. "Here, you pump-him for awhile! My hand’s getting tired!"

Both girls jumped in and swam over, into the ever-widening puddle of cum. "Hi, I’m Trixie, said one of the girls. Oh, it’s yummy!," she exclaimed, as she tasted the cum, took Stephanie’s place on Gerry’s stiff shaft, and kept pumping.

"And I’m Wanda" replied the other girl, as she ran her opened-mouth, like a vacuum cleaner, through the accumulated sperm on the top of the water. "I’m a real sperm-junkie ... ‘though I don’t think I’ve ever had it with chlorine before! Here, let me milk his lovely, big balls, and keep him squirting!," which she did. By this time, they had attracted quite an audience, and by the time his well ran-dry, the entire crowd burst-into spontaneous applause and cheers!

"Jesus!," whispered Gerry to the three girls, as he reeled his big, softening dick, back into his cramped Speedos. "I’m never going to be able to show my face in here again, after you three hornies finished with me!"

"Don’t be ridiculous!," countered Trixie, "You were the hit of the morning! No girl IN here will leave you alone, after this display! They’re all going to want to take you home, and fuck your brains out!"

"Well, let’s go," said Stephanie, "‘Cause I want you to go home and rest-up, and take your 'Cialis' cock-stiffener, ‘cause I want to fuck your brains out tonight, before I surprise you with my dinner-plans!"  And off they went.

Stephanie had heard-about a new S.& M. sex shop in the Village, and was anxious to check it out. That afternoon, she went shopping, for her hot date with Gerry that night. She bought a matching-pair of skin-tight, black, stretch-leather boots, one pair for herself, the other for Gerry. They were so long, they reached all the way up to her crotch, and zipped-up the back. Hers had long, sharp, stiletto-heels, while his, was cut a little-fuller in the thigh, and had a normal, cowboy heel. Then she bought a pair of black leather, silver-studded choke-collars, a black, stretch-leather blindfold, and finally a lethal-looking, curve-bladed, cute, pearl-handled knife, which the sexy sales-girl explained was razor-sharp, and perfect for castrations! That was just what she was looking for, as she grinned, and pulled out her Visa card to pay for the lot.

Promptly at seven O’clock that evening Gerry drove up to her house, in his Lexus, and rang the bell. "Are you ready?," he asked, as she opened the door. When he spotted her outfit, he handed her a cold six-pack of Heinekins, gave out a whistle, and exclaimed, "Never mind! I SEE that you’re ready!" All she had-on were the crotch-high black leather boots, the studded collar, and long, black gloves. She was naked from her shaved pussy, up to her neck, and displayed a gorgeous pair a large, beautifully-round breasts, topped with big, stiff nipples, the size of Beaujolais wine-corks!

"I thought we’d eat IN!" she exclaimed with a big grin.

"In it IS!" He replied, with a laugh. "And I can see you’re certainly dressed for the occasion!"

"Damn straight!," she countered, "And I even have the same, sexy outfit for you!," she smiled, as she handed-him the full length, black leather boots, and the studded, matching collar. "Now get undressed, and get this stuff on! I want to check-out this 'Cialis' you’ve been raving-about, and see if you can really fuck me, with a four-hour hard-on!

Then we’ll eat dinner! I have a real surprise for you in THAT department! She helped zip-him into the skin-tight boots, which, indeed, reached-up all the way to his balls. "Wow, they really show-off your beautiful, big package! Now, before you get hard, I want to slip my favorite solid-gold cock-ring on you, to help keep you hard!

"What, you don’t trust my 'Cialis'?," he grinned.

"Let’s just say," replied Stephanie, "I’m not taking any chances with this beauty!," as she tapped his cock with her index-finger, and began pushing each of his full balls through the ring, one at a time, followed by his big cock-head, which became a REAL struggle! Finally, she licked the huge glans, to lubricate it, and managed to grip the tip with her finger-nails, and wiggle it through! Once she could grasp the whole head, she licked the long shaft, and, stretching it as she went, finally pulled the whole penis through the tight cock-ring, to the very root of his dick. She had him so turned-on by this time, that his huge, fully-erect manhood was rearing vertically, a good twelve stiff-inches, into the air! She squeezed his gigantic nuts with one hand, and his thick, hard cock with the other, running it up and down from the tip, to the tight, gold cock-ring, the shiny, tight-stretched skin, smooth, except for the boldly-protruding veins and arteries, rippling it’s surface. "Look at your beautiful, stiff, shining shaft, with your bulging network of veins, sticking-out, to give my tight vagina a workout! And your huge, purple cock-head, looking like a big, ripe plum, with your pre-cum already dripping out-of-it! Oh, I can’t wait to get this rock-hard beauty, deep into my throbbing pussy! Let’s DO it! Get on your back on the carpet, and let me ride you, cowboy! Here, put a pillow under your cute butt, to give me every stiff-inch of your fabulous prick!" He did as instructed, and she moved directly over him, gripping his massive weapon with both hands, at mid-shaft, and squatting down on it, until his dripping glans, was nested-inside her smoothly-shaven slit. Once the big head had cleared her tight vulva, and popped-into the beginning of her wet vagina, she slowly sank-herself onto her prize, twisting her hips left and right, so her hot cunt could accommodate his immense girth. After a little more than a minute, he was fully-buried in her, deep-into the neck of her womb, with his fully-packed nutsack, pushed-out by the tight cock-ring, nestled-into the crack of her ass.

"There!," exclaimed Gerry. "Is THAT enough cock for you, girl? That big head’s gotta be up in your uterus! Jesus!, that feels good! Your wet snatch is so TIGHT!"

"‘Glad you like it, cowboy ... Let’s go for a ride!," she hollered, as she started rising up and down on his driving prick, a foot up to the glans, and then releasing the tension in her knees, as she dropped, full-length, down on him, impaling herself to the hilt, as she slammed her erect clit into the cock-ring. "God! Your lovely dick is so hard and long, and thick, it feels like you’re driving a baseball bat into my tight pussy!"

They fucked and pounded-into each-other, for fully fifteen-minutes, until Stephanie gripped one of his balls in each hand, to steady herself, as she was getting so-giddy, she was afraid she might get "bucked off!" Gerry had been squeezing her beautiful, big breasts, and pulling her down onto his rampant prick with them, so he felt she wasn’t going anywhere! But when she started milking his randy balls, it, predictably, triggered-off his orgasm, and with a roar, he yelled, "I’M cummmmmming!", and began pumping hot sperm into her plundered twat!

"Oh, wow! Your big cock-head just flared-out, deep in there, and started shooting your lovely juices into me!" Blast after blast of pent-up cum, shot deep into her, as she squeezed his nuts alternately, screaming, "Shoot that hot ball-juice into my uterus, baby!" After about a dozen throbbing squirts, she rammed her quivering cunt, fully-down on his pole, and held there, for a minute or so, as she kept milking his nuts ‘till they were dry! "I think I’ve drained you, young stud!," Stephanie grinned, and released his balls. "But I’m not anywhere-near finished with you yet! Is that 'Cialis' going to keep you hard?"

"You bet!," Gerry responded, enthusiastically. "Pull off me, and let’s have a cold beer. You’ll see!" She slowly withdrew her dripping snatch, up from his rearing cock, ‘till it cleared her vulva with an audible "pop", and a river of cum and her hot juices, bubbled-out of her bare slit, and began running down her tight, black-leather boots, as she stood up, and went to the refrigerator. He got up, to stretch his legs, and followed her to the fridge. As she opened the door, to get a couple of cold beers, he reached-around from behind her, and started squeezing her big 38-D breasts, twisting her stiff nipples, while he ran his still-hard, horizontal pecker between her butt-cheeks, lodging the big head against the entrance to her ass-hole!

"Wow! I see what you mean!," glowed Stephanie. "You’re still stiff-as-a-post! Go ahead, and ram it-on in there!," as she reached-behind her, and handed him his beer. He immediately reached in front of her, with his free hand, gripped her pussy, for leverage, at the top of the long, tight boots, and shoved his rock-hard penis up into her ass, with one thrust! Stephanie nearly-choked on her swig of beer, and her eyes opened-wide, like saucers, as she felt his immense manhood, plummet the depths of her anal canal, and slam full-length into her, with his cock-ring mashing into her widely-stretched, rectal entrance-ring. "Oh my God!," she screamed, "You’ve got me skewered like a pig!"

They both sank to their knees, in front of the open refrigerator, as he thrust in-and-out of her poop-chute. She bent-forwards, to give him better-access, as he hammered away at her, while he maintained his grip on her pussy with one hand, pulling her back onto his rearing prick, and sipped his cold beer with the other! This action kept-up for a good ten minutes, until she looked breathlessly-around at him, and said, "I see what you mean about the 'Cialis'! You can keep that baby hard for four hours? I’m not sure my pussy or my anus will survive! But, I’m sure going to go-down trying! ‘You got any nice juice left in those big nuggies?"

"Squeeze those pretty ass-cheeks together, on my nuts, and you’ll see!," he replied, with a wink. And she did! She began milking his sack with her firm cheeks, as he jammed into her. Soon he was ready to fire, and told her so.

Quickly, she pulled off of his throbbing cock, and grabbed it with both hands. "OH, I want to drink it!," she cried-out. "I don’t want to waste those yummies up my ass! Shoot your hot sperm down my throat, I want to taste it!" As she pumped his prick, he began squirting down her throat, and she chewed on the pulsing head of his huge penis, for awhile, running her tongue around it, as bolt-after-bolt of his essence shot into her gulping mouth. Soon the heavy ejaculation began bubbling-out of her lips, and dripping-down, onto her big, wet tits, so she jammed her mouth down, running the squirting cock, into the entrance to her throat, and beyond, so he could pump his rich semen directly down her gullet, and into her stomach! She had to let-go of his cock, as most of it was in her mouth and half-way down her throat, so she switched her hands to his full balls, and started squeezing them, setting-up a rhythm. She found that she could actually feed-herself with his sperm, like milking a cow, as each hard squeeze of his testicles, resulted in a delicious spray of cum, shooting down her throat and into her belly! As he began to taper-down, she pulled his massive dong out of her throat, and proclaimed, "I can’t believe your wonderful balls are still full of this much lovely sperm, when I thought I’d just drained them!"

"Well, I’m just trying to portion it out, a little at a go-round, since you want to screw me for four fucking hours!,for Chrissake!... NOT that I’m complaining, mind you!"  As he got-up, onto his feet, and reached for another Heinekins out of the refrigerator, he observed, "Hey there’s no food in the fridge! I thought we were going to dine-in!  What, are we ordering-in Chinese?"

"Oh no!," replied Stephanie. "I have something else, much more tasty, in mind, than Sweet-N-Sour Pork! You’ll see!"

After they finished their latest rounds, Stephanie spread-eagled herself on the carpet, and beckoned Gerry for a nice missionary-round of rampant fornication, which went-on for another forty-five minutes, before she coaxed another explosive load of hot sperm out of his still-active balls, and still-stiff prick! By this time, her pussy and tall, black-leather boots were awash in cum from them both, and shiny-slick with body-fluids.

"Okay, are you about ready for dinner?," Stephanie asked Gerry, as she pulled-up, off of his stiff cock, once-again, and staggered to her feet! "I’m getting hungry, with all this horny sex! Come-up on your knees, and let me put this fun blind-fold on you," she suggested. "I have a surprise dinner in mind, for us..." He rose to his knees, in his tight, long, black-leather boots, and let her blind-fold him, for the surprise. "Now I don’t want you messing with the food presentation, so I’m going to tie your hands behind you!," which she proceeded to do, with a big grin. "I warned you, you’d be tied-up tonight!" At that point, Stephanie took the little, pearl-handled, curve-bladed, castration-knife, from the kitchen counter, walked-up behind him, leaned over, with her large, bare breasts pushing into the back of his ears, so she could reach his groin, and whispered, intimately, "Are you ready for dinner-for-two?"

"Sure," he answered, not certain what she had in mind... Stephanie calmly fitted the sharp, curved blade, to the base of her blind-folded stud’s cock and balls, just behind the constraining cock ring, which would keep his entire package, firmly hard, and together. "This will make us such a lovely dinner, Gerry! Bless you for that! You’re a dear, for supplying the meat! ‘Beats hell out of mac’ & cheese!" Whereupon, she pulled his big ball-sack outwards, with her left hand, while she grasped the lethal knife's pearl-handle in her strong, right hand.  She applied the razor-sharp, concave-curved blade to the base of his massive package, and ripped upwards, with her strong arm, severing his huge, fully-packed ball-sack, and mighty manhood in one showy pull, as his severed cock and balls, flew into the air, and landed, with a loud "plop" on the floor, in front of him. Stephanie immediately reached-down for the huge, cut-off penis, and stuck-it, base-first, into his mouth, before he could say anything, as he began crying-out in pain. "Eat your lovely dinner, sweetie! It’s good protein, and very nourishing! It’s on the Atkins Diet, I hear!" She gripped his blind-folded head, and lower-jaw, forcing them into a chewing-action on his massive cock. "Yum, Yum!," she grinned, as she watched, and helped-him munch-down on his severed manhood. She pulled his leather blind-fold off, as he had swallowed all but his big cock-head, which was now, all that was protruding from his lips. Then she starting feasting on his still-bloated, testicles, while he watched, in terror. As she bit into them, they squirted-out great pulses of sperm and blood, as the severed-balls pushed out of his fleshy-scrotum, until her sharp teeth popped them, each with a loud "snap", one-after-another, followed by geysers of blood and cum, until the tender orbs were reduced to mush, by her powerful jaws, and she swallowed them whole, like huge, warm oysters! "YUMMMMMM-Y!" She exclaimed, as the last sperm-laden nut, slid down her horny throat! "Gad! Are you tasty, guy!," she laughed at her now-eunuch humpy, Gerry. "And this big, empty nut-sack, will make me a lovely change-purse, when I have my seamstress fit it with a nice, brass zipper! I’m going to have your name embroidered onto it!"

"Well, I’m certainly glad I passed your taste-test, sweetie!," he countered, as the last of his cock-head, went-down his throat.  He looked-down on his now-featureless crotch, as Stephanie gripped the tiny stub, the last reminder of his now-vanished masculinity, and wrapped several figure-eights of a thick rubber-band around it, to stanch the flow of blood and cum. "There,... now what you have left, is ready for the suturing nurse, at the Hospital! You look cute, all bare and empty in front! The next time you go to your health club, you can wear one of my little bikini-bottoms!, ‘cause you’ll have nothing to fill-up your nice Speedo!"

Stephanie untied his hands, and held the door open for him to leave for the hospital, with the comment, "Leave any extra 'Cialis' you have, for my next humpy, honey! That’s great stuff!, and it’s sure YOU won’t be needing it!  I think you’ve had your last four-hour hard-on!~"