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Size Matters 18

Size Matters 18

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It had been a few months since the world changed and the gods appeared. Or manifested. Or returned. The word choice depended on who was asked, but each choice really just boiled down to how before they weren't, and now they were.

To Silus, the how, when, and why of it didn't matter, because everything was a blur. Life before the change had been-- well, it hadn't been great, as best he could remember, but most people seemed to have better lives after the change. Better jobs, more functional families, better communities; it was a better world.

Hell, the world wasn't on fire anymore, it felt like. Climate change had been undone, retroactively undone, the ocean and wilderness were both unpolluted, species of plants and animals that had gone or nearly gone extinct were back and thriving; human civilization wasn't an extinction-level event anymore. It was shiny ahead for almost everyone.

Except Silus. His life mostly seemed to be the same. He had a shitty job. He had a shitty house, the same shitty house. And he had... no close friends he could think of. He just had people that he knew.

Well, that's not entirely true. His life was different, it had changed. He'd been-- he'd been a-- well, he'd had a shitty job before the change. A different shitty job, even if his memories of what it was had gotten fuzzy. Whatever it was, post-change, he was instead working the night shift in a 'recharge and refuel stop'. Which was still a shitty, minimum wage job.

True, after the change, minimum wage had gone from seven-something an hour to damn near twenty-five-something an hour, but it was still a shitty job. Shitty jobs didn't stop being shitty because you got paid more for doing them. Better pay just meant that you didn't need to kill yourself working three equally shitty jobs to make ends meet.

Silus didn't work alone, mind. He had a little buddy. A partner in crime. A coworker.

"Fuck my fucking life!" shouted Rebb from the bathroom. "Do they not do anything on fucking day shiftβ€½"

Rebb was the skinny little black cat to Silus's floofy golden retriever. At five-foot nothing, she was more than a full head shorter than Silus, but, like any respectable tiny cat, that just meant her attitude was that much bigger than his.

"What've they done this time?" Silus shouted back to her; this earned him another string of curses.

"They forgot to fucking to order any goddamn thing! Like, all the fucking cleaning shit is empty and they can't be fucked to order more shit!"

If it was up to Rebb, she'd wear all black, all the time. Shirts? Black. Pants? Black. Ripped fishnet stockings? Black. Hair? Neon green with lights spliced into it somehow. So she wasn't all black. But it certainly seemed to be her color of choice.

"So don't clean," replied Silus, grinning to himself.

"Don't be gross," Rebb snapped back at him. She was of the opinion that things needed to be done a certain way, and fuck anyone who thought otherwise.

There was silence for a moment after that, then another curse.

"Fuck those fucks! They put it on the-- fuck!"

"What happened?"

"Those fucks got new stuff and put it on the top shelf! Fucking bastards!"

Silus snorted, then grumbled. Sounded like Darrin's work.

"Want help getting it?" he asked, not moving yet.

"No!" Rebb shouted. There was a clattering sound, followed by another curse. "Maybe."

Silus got up from where he was, locked the doors, muttered a prayer to the small figure of Jocahn, the god of 'planes, trains, and automobiles' they had on a shelf behind the counter, then went to the bathroom.

Rebb, small, petite girl that she was, was glaring at the top shelf of the cleaning closet when he came in. She was cute, in her way. Lots of angles and bones jutting, but mostly because she was still young, if eighteen could be called young. The heart of her beauty, as far as Silus was concerned, was in her lips, but considering that he was also almost twice as old as her, it didn't do him much good to think about them.

"Bastards," she muttered, still staring.

Silus coughed behind her. "Rebb, I can get it, but you gotta move your ass if you want me to get it," he said as he got behind her.

Rebb looked back at Silus and gave him a shit-eating grin. "I gotta move my ass if I want you to grab it? Is that what you mean?" she asked, and she squatted, put her hands on her knees, and began to shake and gyrate at him.

"Rebb, come on," groaned Silus as he made a show of trying to get away from her while also trying to hide the fact that he was leering at her ass as much as she wanted him to.

Trying, and failing. "Come on, you know you want it," teased Rebb, shaking it closer to him.

Silus threw caution to the wind. "Fine, you know what? Yeah, I do want your ass," and he began to grind up against her as she ground on him, fists pumping in the air.

She cackled as he ground against her ass, and he almost began to laugh too when suddenly he felt himself start to thicken. He wasn't hard, but the thoughts were there now. He didn't stop moving, but he did... linger.

Her laughs died down, and she began to linger, too.

His grinding began slower, more focused on her ass. Her grinding became deliberate.

This did nothing to help ease the situation.

"Are you... are you soft right now?" asked Rebb, her voice quiet, almost reverent, as she ground on him.

"Yeah," answered Silus. He could feel more and more of a rush of blood towards his nether regions. "I was, at least."

"Wow." Rebb began to more obviously slid her ass on his cock, the joke of it fading. "I can feel it growing. Fuck. I don't know how big I thought you were, cause I never thought about it before, but... like... fucking Christ. You must be huge."

Silus put one hand on the door-frame, but moved his other to her waist, and began to move in motion with her properly. She smelled good

"Thanks," he said, still grinding. "Not sure I believe you, but thanks."

She smelled really, intoxicatingly good.

"I -- oh, fuck," Rebb started, then stopped. She put her hands on the back of the small closet, then began to grind back on Silus in earnest, not joking anymore. "Fuck me, fuck. You just keep growing, don't you?"

"I'm damn near as hard as I'm gonna be, actually," Silus replied. He wanted to reach into his pants and adjust himself so he wasn't as obviously straining against them, something he hadn't done since high school, almost twenty years prior.

"Fuck," said Rebb. She stopped for a moment, then looked back and down at him. "How big do you think you are?"

Silus shrugged. "Never measured. A little longer than both hands together, I think."

"Both hands -- your hands?" asked Rebb. She turned, placed her hands on his chest, then looked up at him. "Both of your fucking hands together and you're longer than that?"

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Silus wanted to look away from her. From that cute but suddenly sexy face. From her perfect lips. "Well, my fists on top of each other, at least." Silus opened his hand, damn it all, and cupped her check in it. "But my fists are bigger than your fists."

Rebb blushed a deep red and shivered, then leaned into his hand.

Silus suddenly wanted to kiss her, age gap be damned.

This did nothing to help him get soft.

He nearly did, when, suddenly, Rebb blurted--

"Can I see it?"

Silus blinked. Rebb, an even deeper shade of red, looked away.

"Can you see--" Silus began, bewildered, then stopped. Then continued, smoother. "Can you see what?"

Rebb bit her lip. The smell of her filled his nose, richer, deeper now.

"Can I see your cock?" she asked, soft, demure, shy.

Silus fought back a shit eating grin.

"You'll need to get on your knees, first," he said. He did his best to channel every porn star guy he'd ever seen and fake confidence that wasn't his.

Rebb, to his utter amazement, slid to her knees and looked up expectantly at him.

Still fighting back the grin, Silus began to undo his pants.

Rebb shook, buzzed, as he did so. Her hands were on her knees. Her knuckles were nearly white from how hard she was gripping them.

As Silus finished undoing his pants, his cock nearly leapt out of them, bouncing onto Rebb's face like steel drawn to a magnet. The next few moments were a blur of motion, and he wasn't sure if he got his pants down all the way, or if she did, but, regardless, pantsless he was, and her hands were softly wrapped around his cock.

"Fuck me, this is huge. I mean, fuck. Fucking fuck," said Rebb as she slowly worked it up and down, her hands soft on it, gentle. "I mean. Fuck. It's girthy, and long, and... fuck."

Her mouth moved close to it. Close enough that he could feel her breath on it.

Her next words, whispered, like a prayer, surprised him almost as much her prior ones had.

"I bet this would fill me up so fucking good."

Silus grinned a manic grin. Now he knew what he was smelling.

He was smelling her lust.

"Close your eyes and open your mouth," Silus said. No. Ordered.

She looked up at him, surprised, then nodded and did as she was told, opening her mouth like she was about to receive a communion wafer.

Silus, doing his damned to not just fuck her face away, put his hand on the back of her head, then slid his cock past those soft, pretty lips of hers and into her mouth.

"Now you can open them," he said, like she didn't know what was going on.

Despite the cock in her mouth, Rebb was grinning as she began to bobble up and down his shaft. Sure, his hand was on the back of her head, but he was doing very little. Mostly he was giving her the excuse she needed to suck his cock the way she wanted to suck it. And damn, but did she know how to suck cock.

She'd start at the top, focus on the head, then slowly, deliberately, move down the shaft, those perfect lips taking everything in stride, her almost-too-tight throat making room for his dick. She moved a hand to his cock and began to work the places where she wasn't sucking, slowly squeezing and massaging his dick like she wanted to milk the cum out of it into her mouth.

She'd get a good ways down his shaft, too. More than he thought she could take, considering how small she was and how thick his cock was. He wondered if she could take it to the base. He wondered if she wasn't taking it all on purpose.

"Fuck, you're good at this, Rebb," said Silus, never taking his hand off her head.

She popped off his cock and laughed. "I've sucked a lot of dick. Yours is the best, though. So fuckin'... fuck! I love it."

She began to work at the head of his cock again, smirking up at him as she did. He felt her throat muscles move, and-- goddamn, but she was massaging his cock with her throat, too.

"Oh fuck this--" said Silus, and, his hand firmly on the back of her head, he forced her down as far as he thought she could go.

And he was right; as it turned out she could indeed reach the very base of his cock.

Rebb began to make happy glucking noises as Silus fucked her mouth, and he was more than happy to speed up once he realized that she was still the one doing most of the moving, even as he fucked her mouth. She wanted his cock, and she wanted it deep.

As Silus fucked Rebb's mouth harder and harder, she moved her hands and gripped the back of his legs, half to push off, half to pull herself forward better. Silus, meanwhile, kept a firm grip on the back of her head as he fucked her pretty little lips.

"Rebb, I'm gonna cum down your throat if you don't let up soon," said Silus, not at all slowing, or even pretending to slow.

This only encouraged her to slaver up and down his cock even more. She clearly wanted his cum, and Silus was more than happy to give it to her.

Giving her face a final burst of speed, Silus came what felt to him like a gallon of cum down Rebb's throat almost straight into her belly.

Slowly, carefully, and damn near forcing Rebb's head back as he did so, Silus pulled his cock out of her mouth. Still half hard, it was covered in saliva and smeared lipstick.

Rebb, meanwhile, was a mess. Her hair, her lipstick, her shirt, all disheveled. Spit and drool dribbled down her lips. Her eyes were bright, though, and for a moment Silus thought she was about to deep-dive back onto his cock. Then she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled.

"Holy fucking shit. Holy fuck. I needed that," said Rebb. "Fuck, if I'd known you had that in you, I'd've sucked your dick ages ago."

"You needed to suck some dick?" said Silus, stepping back and helping Rebb to her feet. She was wobbling, like she was drunk off of his cum. Cumdrunk.

Rebb shrugged. "I love it. I love cum, I love dick. Nobody lasts long, and nobody ever does what you did. You were--" and she shuddered, "fucking great."

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Her hand drifted to where her pussy was under her shitty work pants, and she began to feel it up and down. "Now I'm gonna have to get myself off, so you need to scoot."

Silus, who'd nearly started to turn and walk away, stopped. "And I can't help? It seems like not helping would be awfully rude of me, and I do love to eat pussy."

Rebb stared at Silus for a moment. "No shit? My other partners think-- well, fuck, if you want to eat my pussy, I'm not gonna stop you."

She then shimmied out of her pants quicker than lightning, hopped up on the sink, and spread her legs. Her pussy was damn near dripping, and she gave him a smirk.

"Here it is. Get to work-- oh!" she shrieked as Silus spread her legs further apart and dove in between then, like a man in the desert going for a drink of water.

"Oh fuck, you weren't kidding, were you?" she cackled as he started to lick up and down her pussy. The scent was intoxicating to him, and he wanted to soak it up, revel in it. "God damn, but you do love pussy."

After sating himself with her juices and wetness, Silus got to the task of getting her off.

He started with her clit, tonguing it, nipping it, and flicking it with his lips and mouth as best he could. There were times he'd move his hands to it instead, but he did his damnedest to just use his mouth.

She tasted good. Not a taste he could put into words, but sweet, somehow, while also a little salty. She was yummy. He knew in his bones that she would be yummy, he'd always known, somehow, but nothing could have prepared him for just how yummy she was.

All the while, Rebb slowly lost her mind.

"Holy fucking shit, I thought boys didn't know where clits were. Fucking fuck, oh my fuck," she cried as Silus continued to eat her out.

He moved a hand up and found, to his surprise and delight, that she'd taken her top off, allowing him full access to her nipples, which he also began to play with.

"Boys don't know," said Silus between licks. "Men do."

"Fuck, I can see that," said Rebb as she pulled his face back down into her pussy. "Fucking fuck, you've ruined me for guys my age."

Silus dove back into her pussy, and the scent, the taste, all of it, was intensified. She hadn't been tight before, but compared to now she might as well have been a nun. He slurped, he drank her up, and imbibed in the taste of her.

"Hey, what are you-- oh!" Rebb shrieked as Silus slipped his fingers inside her and began to fingerbang her. He massaged the inside of her pussy, pressing and massaging it like he was a button pusher in the button factory.

"Oh god, yes, please, fuck, yes," moaned Rebb, pulling his head and self closer to her aching, throbbing pussy. This was beyond anything she'd ever gotten from one of her hookups, and they both knew it.

As Silus moved his other hand to her pussy and began to flick and rub Rebb's clit, she began to moan louder. In moments, she was little more than a shuddering mess, humping at his hands as they moved over her pussy.

"Fucking fuck, I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuck me, fuck! Shit!" cried Rebb, and suddenly Silus was soaked as Rebb finally orgasmed and covered his face with her sweet, delectable pussy juice.

Silus stood up, face to face with Rebb, breathing just as heavy as she was.

The scent and taste of her filled his senses. As such, his dick, while never quite soft, was getting harder and harder. She certainly wasn't getting less aroused.

Silus moved his hands to her waist, not quite to take hold of her, but not quite to stay steady. It just felt right, in the moment.

It must have felt right to Rebb, too, because, after a blush and a bit of shy looking away, Rebb looked Silus in the eyes, then wrapped her legs around Silus, pulled him towards her pulsing pussy, and welcomed his cock.

Silus didn't question it when he slid inside her, and he didn't question it when he started to pump her pussy like his life depended on it.

"So full, so good," Rebb moaned, repeating it over and over like a mantra as Silus pounded away at her pussy.

His dick was girthy and long, but somehow Rebb's pussy took it all, like it was made for it, built for it, designed with his dick in mind.

"God, you're such a little slut, aren't you?" growled Silus as he fucked his teen coworker's pussy and made it his.

Rebb moaned and nodded, one hand gripping the sink and the other gripping his shoulder as he pounded her.

"Say it for me," grumbled Silus. "Say you're a slut for me."

"I'm, oh fuck, oh god, I'm a slut for you!" cried Rebb, and Silus began to pound her harder. "Fuck me, I'll be your slut, just fuck me like this!"

"Do sluts take cum?" rumbled Silus as he felt another blast welling up inside him.

"Fuck yeah they do, cum inside me! Make me yours, mark me!" cried Rebb, wrapping her legs tighter around him. He couldn't pull out if he wanted to. Not that he did.

"Then here it comes," grunted Silus as he filled up her pussy with cum.

She moaned, and Silus could feel her cumming as well, spraying out clit juice like a fountain.

"Oh fuck!" moaned Rebb as she came, pulling Silus closer to her as her whole lower body spasmed from the force of her orgasm. It felt so good that, with only a few more rutting thrusts into her pussy, Silus was cumming again.

"Fuck. Fucking fuck. Like, fuck me, I've never felt so fucking full. Like. Fuck. My pussy is dripping with cum right now," said Rebb, her hand drifting down to her pussy. She shuddered and grinned as his cum began to leak out of it onto her hand.

Silus, softening at last, looked away and blushed. "Sorry. I've always... sorry."

Rebb howled in laughter, then grabbed Silus' chin and pulled him down into a kiss.

Her lips really were everything he hoped they'd be. Her tongue was pretty nice, too, though, he was learning.

When they finally parted, both breathing heavy, Rebb grinned up at him and patted his check. "Don't be sorry. That's the best fuck I've had in a while, so we are definitely doing that again."

"Oh?" said Silus, moving one hand up from her ass to her waist and pulling her towards him. "Are we really?"

Rebb giggled and leaned into him. "Definitely?" She sighed against his chest, then looked up at him, worry in her eyes. "Unless you're not into situationships?"

"No I for sure am," Silus stammered. Not the direction he was expecting that moment to go. "I've just never had one."

Rebb's grin turned lascivious. "Well you are in for a fucking treat."

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