The protagonist of this story actually exists and something like what I wrote about in this story happened. A former coworker of mine's sister was apparently involved with him at one time, which is how I found out about him. HOWEVER, since I didn't know this person myself, all the details of this story, including names, places and circumstances should be considered completely fictional and wildly embellished.

It was the early 1980's and AIDS hadn't really become a concern yet. Pretty much all the STD's everybody knew about could be cured with a dose or two of tetracycline, so the main worry was more about pregnancy than anything else. Mike Ashton was 6'3" and a strong 190 pounds by the time he entered tenth grade. He had a couple girlfriends in junior high, but those relationships were shortlived, though he lost his virginity with one of them.

The thing with Mike was that he just didn't give a shit, whether it was about school or chicks. So any girl that decided she wanted to get with him was basically signing up for whatever he wanted to dish out. He was a punk rocker and wore his hair closely cropped at a time when most kids still had long hair, though he didn't spike it. He usually dressed in black jeans, a white t-shirt, a black denim jacket and Doc Martens.

When Valerie Scott saw him in her second period American Lit class, it was love at first sight. "Oh my God, he's way hot!" she bubbled to  her girlfriends. He caught her eyes one morning in the middle of a lecture and when class ended, he buttonholed her in the hallway and asked her out. Since he was only 15 and therefore couldn't drive, their "dates" were usually at his house, where he was a latch key kid to a single mom who usually didn't get home until after six.

They walked home hand in hand and she followed him into the apartment he and his mother lived in. Cable tv had yet to really take hold in America at that time, so he flipped on the living room tv that sat on a cheap stand at one end of the livingroom while the two of them reclined on the couch, but there wasn't anything on he really wanted to watch. In the absence of anything to keep them occupied, he and Valerie started making out. They both got really worked up and he soon had her blouse buttons undone and her bra unhooked. He fondled her round B cups and fiddled with her nipples. He forced his hand under her hip huggers, found her moist pussy and slipped two fingers inside of her, gently rubbing the upper wall. She reached over with her righthand and grabbed his cock through his pants. The length of it just seemed to go on forever and that made her heart race faster. Her curiosity got the better of her and she unzipped him and pulled it out. When she looked down and saw it she gasped. "Oh my God, it must be ten inches!" she thought to herself. They continued to stroke each other and she had a shuddering orgasm while he shot an enormous load all over her exposed stomach and blouse.

She went to the bathroom and cleaned the cum off of her. She decided that things had gone far enough since she wasn't on the pill and kissed him goodbye, telling him that she would see him at school tomorrow.

Valerie went home since her mom had come back from her retail job and went to her room. This was also before cellphones could be afforded by regular people and she didn't even have a phone in her room, so she had to wait until after dinner, when she went over to her best friend Lisa Tyler's house, to giggle over what her and Mike did. "Ten inches? Are you sure?" Lisa asked incredulously. "What are you going to do when you have sex?" she wondered. "God, I don't know. That thing will split me open," Valerie estimated.

The next morning at school, Valerie repeated the story for the benefit of her and Lisa's friend Sara Pollack. "Oh my God! That's insane!" Sara exclaimed. Mike, at that time, was on the other end of campus with his punk buddies, so he didn't hear this conversation. The thought, though, of him packing that kind of freight made both of Valerie's friends wet, which added some giddiness to the discussion.

Before their class together, they stood in the hallway and briefly made out, He gently ground his hard cock through his pants against her stomach, which caused her natural lubricant to make her feel slick between her legs. She panted slightly as they broke their embrace and went into the classroom. He sat in the back looking dismissive of his instructor's lecture while occasionally smiling at Valerie. She was wearing a skirt and had her legs crossed tightly. She waggled them slightly, which put pressure on her clit and dampened her little white panties.

At lunch, they sat in the amphitheater with her on his lap and exchanged heated kisses, sneaking occasional gropes of each other's genitals. By the time the end of the school day rolled around, both kids were full on horny. When  they got to his apartment, they were all over each other. This time, when she pulled his cock out, she bowed her head and took it in her mouth. She could only get about four inches of it in her yapper, but she did the best she could and, without warning, he ejected his sperm into her piehole. She got up and ran to the bathroom and spit it out. "Why won't you swallow my cum, babe?" "Sorry honey, but the texture is disgusting," she informed him.

He stripped her naked and covered her vulva with his mouth, tasting her 15 year old juices and sensing a faint undefinable odor from a full day of having walked around school and occasionally getting wet thinking about him. This was also before it became fashionable to trim or shave off one's pubic hair and he had to pull some hair off of his tongue every now and again while he lapped at her clit and fingerbanged her, bringing her off to a hip bucking orgasm.

As she laid there with her body slunk down in the cheap vinyl couch and her head halfway on the sofa back, he stood up and pointed his long, stiff monster at her opening. "Mike, don't. I'm not on the pill," she pleaded. "Don't worry babe, I'll pull out." The next thing she felt was his cock being pushed into her and the pressure she felt as his thick meat stick burrowed into her was both incredibly pleasurable and a little painful. At eight inches in, it collided with her cervix and she yelped. "Shit," he thought  to himself. He wasn't thinking about the possibility of pregnancy at all because he thought of that as her problem. He just wanted some pussy. He started gliding his cock in and out of her well lubricated cunt. "Oh God Mike, that feels amazing," she moaned. He was annoyed that he couldn't bury the whole thing inside of her and his aggression made him stick it to her with almost malicious intent. "Oh fuck, oh God, ohhh yesss!" she whimpered. "Ah ah ah ah ah ah, oh shit Mike, oh God, oh fuck!" she continued panting before her pubic muscles convulsed from an overload of stimulation  and made her cry out in ecstasy. He smirked as he kept hammering away at her and she came twice more before he pulled out and unleashed a hot, ropey stream of jizz on to her stomach and tits.

She went to the bathroom to clean herself up. He got hard again as he watched her little ass flex seductively on the way there. When she returned, he had her stroke him to another orgasm. "God, his cock is so beautiful," she thought to herself. Her pussy throbbed from the intensity of the friction she had experienced and she was still wet. Fortunately for her, she had her period two days later right on schedule.

The relationship continued for another two months and basically all they did was fuck at his place. She got tired of the fact that he never took her anywhere or made any effort to be romantic. So even though the sex was mindblowing, she wasn't being satisfied emotionally. Not only that, but one of the girls in her neighborhood got knocked up and she was afraid that was going to happen to her, so she broke up with him.

He was pissed when she said goodbye, but he wouldn't be unhappy for long. The day after Valerie told her girlfriends that she had ended it, they were over at Mikes. "What do you want?" he asked in a somewhat defensive tone. "Can we come in?" they requested. "Yeah," he tolerated. "Um Mike, Uh, I've heard stuff about you," Lisa insinuated. "Oh yeah? Like what?" he rejoindered irritably. "Uh, (giggle) is it true you have a ten inch dick?" He smirked. "Well, see for yourself," he replied and undid his pants and pushed them and his boxers to the floor. He was still flaccid, but he was well hung and Lisa started having an almost out of body experience as she seemingly reflexively dropped to her knees and took his spear into her hand and surrounded it with her mouth. "Lisa, what are you doing?" her friend Carla blurted. Lisa didn't care as she applied suction to his main vain and soon had it at its full length. "Oh my God! It humungous!" Lisa evaluated before she continued sliding her lips over his now engorged shaft. He was rasping sharply as she got him closer and closer. Carla couldn't resist and pulled her skirt up and her fingers dived under her red panties and flicked her clit. "Oh fuck," Mike muttered in a strangled voice. His breathing became more rapid and as he screamed "Oh fuck!" in a loud voice, she pulled his cock out of her mouth and he sprayed her face with his manjuice.

Carla was working herself into quite the lather and that got Mike hard again almost instantaneously. He sat on the couch and pulled Lisa with him. "Are you on the pill?" he wondered. He actually didn't care if she was or not. He was just curious how much of a chance these bitches would take to be with him. "Yes," she lied with a smile. She was in total lust and even the prospect of pregnancy wasn't going to stop her from experiencing this giant cock. She straddled him and impaled herself on his pike. Like her friend Valerie, she was able to only get eight inches of it inside of her. She rocked and undulated her hips to stir his cunt stuffing rod against her vaginal walls and the vividness of the friction soon had her huffing and puffing while the pleasurable jolts accumulated in number and increased in force as time passed. "Oh shit, oh shit, God damn, oh shit, t his feels good!" she testified in a desperate cadence. Her tight teenage pussy felt velvety on his weapon as it dodged in and out of her and the heat of the orgasm buckled her knees and made her collapse against him before she summoned enough strength to continue. The break dialed the sensitivity of his cock back and she fucked him to another self immolating climax before he launched sperm rockets up into her womb.

Carla was working on her third orgasm and had discarded her panties while this was going on. Mike pushed Lisa off of him and shoved his head into Carla's crotch, which was smeared with her juices. The lovely aromatic taste of Carla's hairy snatch and the musky scent of it drove him nuts and he licked and sucked on it like it was the fountain of immortality, sending her to heaven four times over the next half hour. He undid her blouse and bra and pulled them off of her so he could look at her teardrop shaped C cups. He slid his dick into her and she gasped at its girth as it cleared a path inside of her. Carla was an inch shorter than the 5'5" Lisa, but she was able to receive all of Mike's cock anyway. With him already having emptied his balls into Lisa, he lasted a good long while and pumped her to another four orgasms before he made her marshy twat even messier with his man-naise.

Both girls came over again and again to feel his colossal calker inside them. They both also ended up getting pregnant by him and had abortions as a result. Their parents, after putting each of them on restriction for a month, realized that they weren't going to be able to control their daughters 24 hours a day and put them on birth control. As soon as the pills took effect, they went right back over to Mike's and let him screw them over and over. It wasn't only that he had a big salami, but he was a good looking bad boy and didn't play up to them like too many boys did at school. This lent him the air of an alpha male even though he would ultimately drop out of school after his junior year. They continued to fuck him even when they had boyfriends just to break up the monotony. For Mike, this was the best of all possible worlds: having access to pussy without having to deal with the day to day bullshit that women carry with them.