Guide to tamming vilanesses-Chapter 43: Taming a monster

Ana was crazy while playing games with Tomoko. She could clearly see the image of Shin’s cock in her mind over and over again.

You know what people say about photographic memory? So, Ana had it at a supercharged level with things that made her curious.

It was almost like her memory had a higher resolution than reality itself. She just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Ana had long ago decided she would die a virgin. Not out of prudishness, far from it, but because she refused to hand any man that kind of power.

In her mind, the one being penetrated was always the weaker link, the one who surrendered control. She wasn’t about to be that person.

Still, she was the very opposite of repressed. She’d given so many handjobs she’d lost count years ago.

Blowjobs were much rarer; only a handful of men had ever been worth the effort. And she had strict rules: she never dropped to her knees.

If a guy wanted her mouth, he had to find a way to elevate himself so she could stay standing.

She once blew a cocky gym rat while he held himself up on a pull-up bar. The dude had bragged he could hang there for ten minutes easily.

Ana decided to test him. Spoiler: he lasted barely a minute before his arms gave out and he dropped, gasping and cursing. Worth it for the laugh.

She’d seen plenty of cocks in her life.

But Shin’s... Shin’s was bigger than every single one of them. He was fucking bigger than every single man when flaccid.

That thick, heavy monster hanging between his legs already outclassed anything she’d ever seen fully hard.

Ana stared, lips parted, eyes wide with something dangerously close to awe.

How fucking powerful would it be once it woke up? She wondered.

Ana just couldn’t escape that question. She really wanted to touch it, to know how it would feel. She was unable to get the image of his penis out of her head.

She wanted to see it again. She wanted to see it erect, just to satisfy her curiosity over how big it was. But she knew this would just be the beginning of her obsession.

Ana had always been fascinated by men’s cocks. She loved giving her dates hand jobs to placate them when they begged her for sex. She liked the feel of a cock when it grew hard within her hand, and the total control she felt when a guy was close to cumming.

But how could she control a cock that big? Could she even wrap her finger around him?

"Fuck..." she murmured.

"Did you say something?" Tomoko asked.

"Yeah! My stomach is killing me, and I will need to go to the bathroom again. Just enjoy the game, and win for both of us. I’m counting on you," Ana said.

The words ’I’m counting on you’ were the perfect trigger to make Tomoko completely concentrate on the game. Meanwhile, Ana needed to go back to that room.

Would she be able to tame a monster like that? Could she take that cock under her control? Ana knew the answer probability was no, but she needed to find out.

This time, she took another detour to the bathroom and left her shirt and shorts there. All she was wearing was her laced black panties.

As she stepped into the room again, Shin couldn’t avoid paying attention to the two small mounds of perfection capped by soft, pink nipples.

However, the fact that she ran away gave the man the crucial time he needed. Shin was able to take a good cup of coffee, and now his mind was working again.

"What do you want?" He hissed immediately. "I’m sorry, but I don’t have time for you. I need to go on a date."

"A date?" Ana asked in surprise. "You don’t need to lie to me," she teased.

"I’m not lying," Shin answered, seeming bored.

Ana was weird and crazy, but there was a big reason why she could have a relatively normal life: she could read people really well.

Because of that, she knew Shin was not lying. So her face distorted into a confused expression, but soon everything clicked.

Shin having a date made perfect sense. It would explain his sudden change and the way he became so sexy out of nowhere.

Ana despised men who needed to constantly show off just to feel confident or superior. To her, that kind of behavior screamed insecurity.

What she truly admired were men who weren’t at the top of the social hierarchy, who didn’t fit the usual ideal, yet still carried themselves with quiet confidence. Men who didn’t rely on muscles, money, or attention to prove their worth.

Being confident without showing off was rare. Being confident while overweight, unattractive, and ignored by most people took real strength.

Then, on top of all that, there was this massive cock. Right now, Ana was really attracted to Shin, and 80% of it was thanks to his cock. But hey, personality mattered... or maybe not.

"I know you have a date, but I promise it’s not going to take long. Please, show me your cock!" Ana practically begged. "If you do, I promise I will repay you by doing you a favor later."

Shin let out another sigh, but pushed his pants down. At that point, it was better to deal with it head-on.

However, this time Ana was disappointed, as she looked at that big thing hanging there. It was still absurdly huge, but it was soft again.

"Hey! I want to see it hard!" She complained.

Shin rolled his eyes. "Then make it hard," she challenged, sitting on his bed.

And before Ana noticed, she was kneeling down on the plush carpeting. When she noticed she had broken her own golden rule, she planned to get up, but didn’t. She really wanted to touch that thing.

The blond stared at his cock for much longer than she intended. Even flaccid, it looked obscene. It was so manly and imposing without trying. The sheer disproportion of it made her throat tighten.

She reached out slowly, almost reverently, fingertips brushing the warm, velvety skin first. Shin didn’t flinch. He simply watched her from above. Then he took his cellphone to send a few messages.

Ana felt annoyed noticing it, but her fingers still curled tentatively around the middle of the shaft. They didn’t meet. She couldn’t fully wrap her fingers around it.

"Jesus..." she breathed, more to herself than to him.

Ana tightened her grip experimentally. It was clearly soft, yielding to her touch in an almost cute way. Driven by curiosity, she started playing with it, batting it gently from one side to the other. It felt like a normal soft cock, except much heavier.

"Are you really going to play with it?" Shin put his cellphone down on the bed to complain.

"Buu! You’re not even paying attention. Don’t get in my way, just keep playing games on your phone or whatever. Let me have my fun with Cockzilla!" She huffed.

"Don’t give my cock stupid nicknames!" Shin complained again.

"I’m talking to Cockzila now, not you!" Ana complained, returning her attention to his cock.

Shin rolled his eyes, but he just took his phone again, browsing on it.

Meanwhile, Ana returned her attention to that massive cock. She gave it a slow, testing slide upward, feeling the loose skin glide over the thicker core beneath.

Nothing dramatic happened at first. The cock simply lay there in her hand like an overfed snake, warm and unimpressed.

Then she dragged her thumb along the heavy underside, tracing that fat, lazy vein that ran from base toward the head.

A single, visible twitch rolled through the shaft, sharp, almost startled. The whole length gave a lazy upward jerk, thickening noticeably in the same instant.

Ana’s lips parted on a soft, involuntary sound.

"There it is," she whispered.

She started stroking properly then, long, deliberate pulls from root to just beneath the fat crown, letting her palm roll over the ridge each time she reached the top before sliding back down.

Every upward stroke coaxed another incremental swell. The skin stretched tighter. The head began to emerge more fully from its hood.

Each time her fingers passed over that swelling glans, it gave a cute, almost puppy-like throb, jerking eagerly upward like it was trying to chase her hand.

And finally, the cock was not hanging anymore. It stood proud, but still not fully erect. But even in that state, it was magnifique.

Ana’s breathing turned shallow. She was in love with that cock.

She added her second hand without thinking, working them up and down in a milking rhythm.

Every few strokes, the entire cock would give a hard, delighted twitch that made the head flare and a bead of clear fluid well at the slit.

Ana watched, mesmerized, as another thick drop formed and slid down the underside of the crown.

She swiped it with her thumb on the next upstroke, spreading the slickness, and the whole shaft rewarded her with a visibly stronger pulse that lifted it another inch toward vertical.

Seeing it, Ana kept working eagerly to discover exactly how much bigger it could become. And the more she played with it, the more she understood that greed and manly monster.

And understanding what Cockzilla wanted, she sped up.

The wet, slippery sounds resonated. They were soft at first, then louder as more precum leaked steadily from the tip.

Ana moved even faster, becoming breathless from the intense exercise.

"You really are demanding," she murmured. "But I promise I will please you."

Another thick rope of precum oozed out as if praising her for her effort. She collected it, smeared it down the length, and went back to jerking with both hands.

The cock was fully erect. Brutally so.

It stood proud and slightly curved upward. It was massive and veined, like a true monster. And it was so fat, so thick. Ana even wondered if she wouldn’t call it Moby Dick. Then she began wondering who was bigger, the whale or Godzilla.

Unable to reach a proper conclusion, she turned her attention back to the cock.

Every heartbeat of that monster sent a visible ripple through the shaft, making it bob demandingly in her grip like it had its own pulse and opinions.

Shin finally spoke, voice low and rough-edged.

"You wanted to see it hard. Now, you’ve seen it. Are you satisfied?"

"I’m not done," she said simply. "I want to make it cum!"

Shin checked his clock, he still had plenty of time for his date with Eva, so it should be fine.

"Okay, you can play with it a bit longer."