Stocking Stuffer

"Wait, what?" I asked.

"He just wants to cum between Angie's tits." She quickly added.

"Can we have a second to..."

"Okay." Angie cut me off. I shot her a pained look of concern. "It's okay baby." Angie toyed looking down at my penis.

Neither Carry nor Jack hesitated, Carry nearly skipped to their bedroom her small tits hardly bouncing, saying she'd be right back. Jack pulled his pants all the way off and lifted his shirt over his head. Jack is thick all over, with broad shoulders and firm chest, with just little beer belly. In one word he is "masculine," tan skin, dark wavy hair covering his chest, trailing down his stomach to his giant cock, his large balls also sporting a thick fur.

In seconds Carry came scurrying back with a bottle of baby oil in hand. She pressed up behind Angie putting her lips to her ear,

"You sure about this?" I saw her mouth; Angie looked Jack's cock up and down and answered, yes.

Carry moved Angie so she was standing between Jack's powerful legs and handed the bottle to Jack. She massaged Angie's shoulders a second and kissed her on the neck, looking down at Angie's chest, straining to breath. She slid her hands under Angie's bra straps peeling them off her shoulders and unhooked her bra in the back, holding the cups in place teasing her man. His eyes were glued to Angie's tits, as Carry lovingly leered at him.

"Please?" Jack asked, and Carry pulled Angie's top away. Her breasts jiggled, making Jack's cock twitch, and mine too.

Carry cupped and fondled Angie's breasts, "They're so warm" Carry noted. Then licked the tips of her fingers and gently caressed Angie's right nipple, tweaking, pinching and pulling at her pink tit.

Angie moaned and a visible chill ran through her body. Carry held her hand out and Jack poured a generous splash of oil in her palm. She worked the oil all over Angie's right breast, she held out her other hand and it was met with another shot of baby oil.

Carry took the left globe and ran her left hand underneath it and with her right she coated the tempting mound with oil, swirling it all over her ample flesh. The oil caught the glimmering light, making them seem even bigger and more delectable.

Angie sighed and rolled her head towards me and gasped.

"Oh my!" She chuckled,

Carry looked at me and covered her mouth. I glanced down to see that my penis had hardened, but in the stuffed sock it looked like my dick was broken. My real flesh stood out, but the tissue portion hung down.

"Oops! Looks like you're busted." Angie smiled beckoning me to her. I stood next to her on the other side of Carry. She grabbed me by the back of the neck and pulled me into a deep lusty kiss. She placed my hand on her left breast; I gripped her tightly and then felt Carry's hand crossing her chest to the right breast.

I pulled back taken off guard by feeling my sister enjoying my wife's form.

"Let's take this off," Angie said. Carry watched as she tugged the sock off of my small hard dick in one simple motion. The ponytail holder snapped down on my penis and behind my sack.

"I knew you weren't that big, but I just thought maybe you had grown some. But that's how I remember it. It's so... small." Carry said searching for the right words. Carry snatched the penis warmer from Angie and pulled the tissue out. "Oh my God, you're a little stocking stuffer!" She balked. "Were you trying to stuff your stocking to make your little pinky look big for me?" She laughed.

"It's not THAT small." I resisted,

"Baby, all I know is that compared to this," Angie grabbed Jack's cock making him jump. "It's small." She finished feeling the length and girth of Jack's cock in her hands.

"Maybe there's a connection between siblings," Angie pondered, "girls with small boobies have brothers with small willies." She laughed at herself, and maybe a little at me.

"Now, let's take care of this." Angie directed, squeezing Jack's cock, expressing even greater confidence.

She sat down on her knees taking her tits in her hands and looked Jack in the face. "Fuck'em." She ordered. "I want to feel a real cock between my tits."

Jack leaned forward and placed the tip of his knob under Angie's boobs, and thrust his pole up between them.

"It's so big." Angie huffed. The tip of his dick stuck out of the top and hit her in the chin. I love fucking her tits, but when I do it you can't see my dick at all. I can fuck them hard and you never see the tip poke out. His shaft was buried deep in her cleavage and still had several inches sticking out.

Carry slid her jeans off, revealing her Christmas themed boy short panties. Then knelt down behind Angie to get an over the shoulder view of her monster cocked husband titty fucking my wife. She slid her hand around Angie's chest and gripped her husbands' thick head protruding from my wife. Jack's cock was now covered in oil and was fucking Angie's tits and Carry's hand at the same time.

Carry slid her other hand underneath Angie's and held her breast in place, freeing Angie to grip my dick. She grabbed hold of me and started jerking it hard and fast.

"Slow down." I pleaded, not wanting this to be over too soon for me. She completely stopped and just held me; I moved my hips back and forth fucking her fist, watching Jack's massive tool sliding between her breasts.

"Oh," Carry sympathetically laughed. "His whole penis fits in just one hand." She nodded towards me.

Angie, Carry and I looked to see my little purple head and then it disappeared into Angie's fist, and back again.

"Now feel this." Carry said, and took Angie's hand off my dick, and placed it on Jack's trouser eel.

"My God! It really is huge. Just how big is this thing?" Angie blurted, her hand was wrapped on his head, as he jacked into it. I couldn't help but notice her fingers didn't even touch.

"He's just under ten inches." Carry gloated.

"How big are you, little brother? Maybe 5 inches?"

"Probably around five," I knowingly lied.

"Probably? You don't know, or you don't want to say?" Angie asked with disappointment in her voice.

"Keep going." Carry said to Jack and Angie, and went back to her bedroom again. She came prancing back with a fabric tape measure in hand.

"Let's make sure." She leaned in and handed Angie the tape measure, and told her to measure Jack.

She placed the tape at the base of his Coke can thick cock, and ran it up the length.

"9 and 3/4's" Angie read. Carry took the tape from her and grabbed my little pecker. A jolt shot through me as she touched me, my sister was handling my dick, and what's worse it felt good.

She gave me a few quick tugs, "It's just so tiny." She snickered. She cupped my balls in her right hand and held my pecker still with her fingers, then placed the tape against me. It didn't take long for her to stretch down the length of my little guy; she covered it up so I couldn't see. She looked up with a pouty face and frowned.

"You are a bad boy." She said and gently swatted my balls. "First you lie to us by stuffing that sock and trying to make yourself look big, then you lie to us by saying your five inches. You are not 5 inches mister." She huffed mockingly.

"Does anyone want to guess?" She asked, slowly tracing my dick with her finger.

Angie looked over at me, and eyed my dick in Carry's hands. "4 and half?" She balked dolefully

"Nope." Carry continued to run her finger up, down and around my dick, making swirls around the crown. She pinched my mushroom, opening the slit and placed her finger over it.

"At least four... right?" Angie threw out a few seconds later, as Jack kept thrusting between her flesh pillows.

"Sorry, little brother. But this little piggy..."She wiggled my wiener around several times. "Is just 3 and 1/4 inches big." She teased.

"Oh," Angie sighed, "Jack is 3 times your size."

"No, you're not counting the girth, he's got to be nearly 10 times the size." Carry corrected her. "Let's see." She wrapped the tape around the base of my dick. Then handed back to Angie telling her to measure his girth around the base.

"So what is it?" Carry asked.

"Almost seven inches." Angie said, "And you?"

"Sorry, but your little husband is just under 4 inches around."

"Now watch as Angie handles a real cock." Carry clamped her thumb and forefinger down around the base of my dick and pulled me closer to Angie and Jack.

"How you doing, big man?" Carry asked.

"I am getting there." He had been tit-fucking Angie for almost 10 minutes now.

He stood up and pulled Angie to her feet. Their size difference was striking; Jack is a full 16 inches taller than Angie, and much bigger all around.

Angie's breasts were covered in oil, and glistened in the light of the fire; her nipples were as hard and erect as Jack's cock, which was also coated with the slick liquid. Angie bent her knees slightly and Jack was able to get his dick between her breasts standing up. He held her shoulders and took longer, slower strokes.

"You know," I said, feeling snarky. "Neither one of us could ever do that for our spouses." I smirked.

"No." Carry said stolidly, "But I could get implants," She looked up at me still on her knees and gripping my dick. "But, there's really nothing you can do about this." She wiggled my dick back and forth.

"And let's be honest, small tits don't affect sex the way a small penis does." She wiggled my little piggy again. "You can't honestly think Angie would be as satisfied with 3 inches as she would be with 10 inches do you?"

"It's 3 and a quarter." I added.

"Oh yes, and that ¼ really makes a difference." Carry laughed. "I've always said that I look like a 12 year old boy. But you, you're hung like an eight year old."

Jack physically picked Angie up and placed her on her back on the ottoman beside them. He straddled her and gripped her breasts in his hands pressing them together and enveloping his cock. Holding her down, he began fucking her faster and faster, his large balls dragging across her stomach. With every thrust, the jingle bells on Angie's bottoms tinkled, drawing my attention to her hand rubbing her clit through her G-string.

Angie suddenly slipped her hands down and peeled her panties off, throwing them at my feet with a loud jingling. She grabbed Jack's shoulders and pushed him down her body.

"I NEED to feel it." She sighed. Taking his giant cock in hand, she rubbed it against her wet opening. My heart skipped a beat, but my cock twitched. Pulling him in she winced and cried out as his thick head pushed her tight lips open wider than they've ever been before. I wanted to be mad at him, I wanted to be mad at her, but I just watched. Releasing his cock Angie sat up on her elbows and watched as he slowly filled her cunt, moaning and panting as he continued to impale her.

"Hold it!" She pleaded, reaching down and feeling his cock and her swollen pussy. "God it's so thick." She laid back and spread her legs open, then using her hands she spread her pussy open as much as she could; her wedding ring catching a sparkle of light as she did. "Fuck it hurts. Just hold it in me."

Jack was only a few inches in and patiently waited for instruction, as he continued to rub his hands all over her tits, and down her stomach swiping his thumb over her swollen clit.

"OH FUCK!" Angie squealed as an orgasmic wave crashed inside her. She has never cum like that with me, and certainly not from such little effort.

"Keep going," She demanded. He pushed in even further; he must've been no more than half way in and she already had more cock in her than she ever had with me.

Carry still had a grip on my little penis and pulled me down to my knees. Putting me in a better position to watch.

He plunged deep inside my wife now just barely an inch left to go. Angie placed her hands on his stomach signaling him to stop. I couldn't believe how much dick she had taken, and couldn't seem to move, speak or even think straight. Part of me was freaking out, and part of me was proud of her for taking such a beast.

My eyes were glued to the scene in front of me, it was so unreal, I lost track that this was my wife fucking my brother-in-law. I was shocked out of my daze when Carry clinched down on my pecker and pulled it toward her. I looked over and saw her licking Angie's left nipple while watching her husband fuck my wife.

"Put your hand on her stomach," Carry directed me. I did as she said.

"Show your husband how deep Jack's cock is inside you."

Angie guided my hand just under her belly button. She pressed my hand down and I felt Jack's cock throb deep inside her.

"Holy shit" I murmured. Just then I felt him push his fat cock in all the way. Angie came for a second time as he bottomed out deep inside her. Feeling her quivering and convulsing on his dick sent a chill through my body, making my cock twitch, still in my sister's grip.

"She may never be able to feel you again." Carry whispered in my ear, with a devilish grin.

Jack started really fucking her now, humping her with long strokes and sliding in all the way. His large balls slapped against her ass each time he fucked her soaking wet cunt. With each thrust she seemed more comfortable with him inside her, and I couldn't help but think maybe Carry was right, she would never be the same again.

Angie shouted again not able to form any real words, just cursing gibberish as she came for a third time. Clawing and scratching at the ottoman beneath her, she flailed about in that space between ecstasy and pain.

Jack slid his girthy cock almost all the way out, from my position I could see the ridge of his plump helmet pulling Angie's pussy apart. His doorknob sized head popped out with a flood of juices following.

"Have you ever felt anything like this before?" Carry asked.

"No. Never." She heaved in return.

Jack flipped Angie over to her hands and knees, her huge tits swaying as he positioned her for reentry. Jack rubbed the length of his cock between Angie's butt cheeks, and paused with the head pressed against her virgin anus.

"Oh God!" I thought, "Was he going to take her anal virginity, something she had never done with me? Was she going to let him try to shove that giant thing up her ass?"

"Have you ever done anal?" Carry asked.

"No, never." I stammered.

Jack pressed against Angie's hole, it was like trying to squeeze an apple through a wedding ring.

"Jack! No!" Carry called out, putting a stop to this. "She isn't ready for that, you'll split her in two. Plus, I guess we should leave something for my little brother to fuck other than his hand. After tonight she might be too loose for him to ever feel her pussy."

He readjusted and teased her cunt with the head of his cock. Angie flinched in anticipation. He parted her lips with his cock and Angie thrust back, forcing him inside her.

"Jesus! Your tits are fucking huge in this position." Carry snorted, finally letting go of my little nub to play with Angie's breasts, kneading them, caressing them, and feeling their weight in her hands.

Angie panted and whimpered with every thrust, and each time he withdrew she pressed back to meet his returning blow.

"You're so deep inside me, god I've never been so filled. Just a little more... GOD YES!" Her legs quaked as another orgasm erupted inside her.

"Stop, stop, please, you're killing me!" She panted, pulling herself off of Jack's dick, she rolled to the floor pushing the ottoman away. She lay there holding her breasts and trembling in aftershocks.

"I am getting close" Jack huffed, and straddled my wife's stomach. His cock jutting straight out from his body looked like it had gained another inch, I could hardly believe how big and hard he was. His cock slightly curved and every vein seemed engorged. Carry leaned forward and sucked the head of his throbbing member.

Carry placed her arm against Jack's cock. "See how big he is." We all looked and saw that he was the size of her arm, wrist to elbow and just as thick.

"Now look," She took me by the dick again and raised me to my knees. She placed her index finger on top of my dick. I was just slightly longer. "He's an arm, and you're just a finger." She added. A drop of pre-cum seeped out of my dick as she held it.

"Oh" Carry chuckled, "It's crying. Is it because now it knows how tiny it really is?"

"Sorry little buddy," She bent down addressing my penis, and wiped the tear of cum away. "You'll never be anything more than a little piggy." She mocked in a little girl voice.

"Come." Carry tugged my dick pulling me closer to Jack. She held his cock and pulled me to it. Then placed my dick on top of his. Angie sat up to get a better look.

"See Angie, this is a cock." She sighed and shook Jack's large erect flesh. Feeling his cock rubbing against my dick was strange, but made my little guy jump.

"Oh, it's trying to get bigger," Angie toyed. "Your whole dick is just barely longer than his head. But... not as thick." She laughed.

"I'm sorry baby... you just look so small compared to Jack." Angie sighed despondently.

"It's not just compared to Jack." Carry schooled her, "I've been with a lot of guys in my life, and Jack is big. I mean really big, huge even. But, little brother isn't even average. "This..." Carry announced wiggling my dick. "This is just a little piggy." She snorted, making pig noises and jiggling my dick.

"You remember that rhyme about the piggies?"

"The big pig went to the market to get fucked by all the pretty ladies, while the little piggy went wee wee wee wee wee wee wee wee."

Carry jerked my little piggy with every "we" she sang out, I was about to cum by my sister's hand and she probably felt my dick pulsing when she finally stopped. I grabbed her wrist, but she clamped down on my dick as I rocked my hips, trying to fuck her hand, with no success.

"Oh my gosh!" Carry shot out, "You almost came on me!"

"You were the one jerking it!" I said.

"Jerking it? I was wiggling it. I guess when you have a little one, any movement feels like a jerk." She voiced with a mix of faux disgust and amusement as she continued to grip my dick.

"I can barely jerk Jack with one hand." Carry wrapped her hand around her husband's fat, erect cock, pumping with her right hand still holding my little piggy in her left. Angie repositioned herself beneath Jack, licking and sucking his plum sized balls.

"See, it takes at least two hands to jerk a real cock." Carry bleated.

Angie raised her hands and gripped Jack's cock with one hand near the base, and the other on top, while Carry still held the top in her hand. Jack had three hands jerking his cock, and I could still see the tip.

Carry looked at me then down at my groin, my dick was smothered in her fist, as a sympathetic smirk crawled across her face.

"Okay, big boy, I think I need a turn." Carry urged, letting go of my swollen dick, she pulled off her panties and spun around on all fours. I couldn't help but notice how big her pussy looked. Her shaved pussy had large dangling lips having been permanently stretched out by Jack's cock. Angie's head was beneath them as she gently guided the massive cock in to Carry's waiting pussy.

Jack immediately fucked her deep and hard. Angie continued to lie beneath them watching them fuck. Then sat up and licked Jack's harry balls.

I continued to be both mortified and extremely aroused at the same time. Here I was watching my wife and my sister being fucked by a huge cock, not to mention the embarrassment of Angie discovering I have a small penis, and her discovery that she likes a big dick.

I lost myself in thought, but was snapped out of it when Carry shouted in sexual bliss. Angie had positioned herself to suck Carry's clit while Jack slammed her with his massive tool. Unable to take anymore, Carry slid off of Jack's cock and looked over at me.