14 Inches of paradise

My wife and I have been married for five years and have
enjoyed a long monogamous relationship. I never claimed
to be real experienced at sex prior to our marriage and
my wife went to the altar a virgin. However, we learned
quickly and developed a very satisfying sex life. In
fact, both of us like to have sex almost everyday. If
we can’t for some reason, we both get kind of cranky
and obsessed until our urges are satisfied.

This has made us very compatible over the years. Tracy
is a petite brunette with an ass that turns heads (mine
at least). At 5′ 1″ and 102 lbs. she has oversized
breasts that capture one’s attention. I thank heaven
that she picked me to be her life partner.

About six months ago I received a call from an old
“buddy” saying he was going to be in town for a couple
of weeks and would like to get together with me and my
wife.

Steve and I had been really close before he stole my
girlfriend from me our senior year. We had not talked
since graduation. He went off to college and became
an architect while I got a job at the mill. The only
reason I eventually forgave him is because I figured
he had done me a favor. The girl I had been dating
turned out to be a total slut. She hadn’t put out for
me, but had developed quite a reputation after Steve
had finished dating her. A short time later I met Tracy
and my life has been wonderful ever since.

Anyway, Steve offered to buy us dinner at a nice
restaurant while he was in town. During dinner, Steve
mentioned he would be staying at a hotel out of town
because a convention had booked all the local rooms.
Well, Tracy would have none of that and kindly offered
the use of our extra bedroom for the duration of his
stay.

Steve quickly accepted.

We hardly saw Steve the first couple of days he stayed
at our home because of his work schedule. However,
Thursday evening Tracy accidentally walked in on him
while he was getting out of the shower. She ran back
into our bedroom gasping with a look of shock on her
face.

I asked her what had happened and she explained that
she had seen Steve naked. I told her it was no big
deal and that he’d get over it.

She said that it was indeed a big deal, an eight inch
‘big deal’ and he hadn’t even been hard.

I laughed about it a little nervously, but didn’t think
much more of the incident until later that night. My
wife and I were getting sexy and she was slowly strok-
ing my 5 inches when she mentioned the size of Steve’s
cock again. She wondered out loud how big it was hard.

I told her that I would ask him if she wanted to really
know, thinking to shock her out of this silliness. She
giggled and seemed to forget the whole thing and we had
some great sex that night.

The next day I thought “what the heck” and told Steve
about the incident. He laughed and said that for
Tracy’s information he was 12″ long when he was hard.
I looked at him in amazement, then shrugged thinking of
my own size. I couldn’t believe that I had penis envy.
Steve must have read my thoughts because he asked me
about the size of mine. When I told him honestly that
I was 5″, when hard. I had never really thought about
size before, but when leaned close and said he knew how
I felt. I gave him my “yeah, right” sarcastic look.

He lowered his voice and asked if I could keep a
secret. I nodded then he said that a couple of years
ago his penis was even smaller than mine. I looked at
him in further disbelief. He looked me straight in the
eyes and said “It’s true, I found a way to permanently
increase the size of my cock!” My expression didn’t
change. “I’ll bet it could work for you too if you
wanted! It’s really pretty simple and doesn’t hurt a
bit!” he added in response to my skepticism.

I had to admit that I was intrigued by the thought, I
could just imagine skewering my lovely wife deep and
hard with my king-sized cock. That would shut her up,
I thought.

Steve could somehow tell that I was interested but
wary. He put his hand to his chin like he was deep
in thought, formulating an idea. Then he raised his
eyebrows as if he had just come up with some sort of
idea.

“What?” I asked.

Steve insisted that I let him help me out, that he’d
walk me through the whole process, and that he even had
the equipment for me to use. He said that he wanted the
satisfaction of helping out an old friend, and perhaps
make up for taking my girlfriend all those years ago.
“Besides,” he continued, “Tracy needs to experience the
thrill of a full size cock. Women who do are never
satisfied with ‘little’ again.”

Later that night, I discussed our talk with Tracy. I
asked her what she thought of Steve’s offer. Would she
prefer me with a large cock? She was silent for a
while. Finally, she sighed and said, “Well, if there
is nothing to lose, then what the heck?”

I suspect that she was more excited than she let on
because the sex that night was some of our best ever.

After we came down she asked what the procedure was for
the “enlargement”. I told her that Steve had not yet
filled me in on all the details, but we would find out
tomorrow.

I woke up in the middle of the night to find Tracy next
to me in bed and rubbing her pussy. I pretended to just
roll over so she wouldn’t notice that I was awake. The
thought of being fucked by a large dick had obviously
had its effect on her.

The next afternoon Steve called me into his room. He
reached into a bag and pulled out what appeared to be
an oversize transparent bicycle pump. “This is it!” he
proudly proclaimed.

I must have had a confused look on my face because he
smiled and said “trust me.” He went on to explain the
general procedure. I was to use this device 3 to 4
times a day to “invigorate” my member. He said it
involved sticking my cock into the end of the tube and
pumping on the handle. During use of the tube my cock
would greatly expand in size until I came. After
orgasm my cock would return to its normal size.

This all would happen during the “development” phase of
the process. The development phase could last from a
couple of weeks to many months if I slacked off on the
invigoration. However, eventually the change would
come.

When my cock had become acclimated to the increased
size, it would simply not get smaller after an invigor-
ation induced orgasm. Presto, huge cock! He said the
best part was that the invigoration phase was fun.
Tracy could even help out! He even estimated that
based on the size of my cock right now I could antici-
pate at least 14″ when finished. I would dwarf his own
large member.

He also said that it was important to “set” the final
size once achieved, otherwise it might not “take” pro-
perly.

According to him, setting the size requires a constant
external pressure on the penis just after final size is
attained. This pressure somehow negates the vacuum
effect that the tube causes, thus setting the size.
Fortunately, an accommodating pussy does just the
trick. I didn’t really understand what he was talking
about. I was never all that great in science.

But Steve assured me that we could worry about that
later. Besides, he said, “Tracy will love it!” Well,
that was all it took to get me started. I took the
tube and headed to the bathroom. My first attempt was
a little clumsy, but I soon got the hang of it. My
cock really did look bigger in the tube. The orgasm
shook my body. I thought the treatment might end up
being more fun than I anticipated. Later that day I
invigorated twice more until my cock was limp.

When Tracy came home I told her all about it. She got
so charged up that she jumped me on the spot. It was
then that I realized the main side-effect. The
invigoration process left my cock too sore and tired
to be of any use to Tracy. I rubbed her off, but it
just wasn’t the same. She really needed than that to
satisfy her needs. We both agreed the payoff would be
worth it.

After about a week Steve prepared to leave for home
saying he would be back in town in a couple of weeks.
He instructed me to keep with it and encouraged Tracy
to think of large cocks in her dreams. He knew it was
only a mater of time before her dream would be a
reality.

As it turned out, Steve didn’t get back into town for
about three weeks. Again, he stayed in our spare room.
Tracy seemed especially glad to see him. I wanted to
ask him if he thought treatment was working on me and
when I could expect some results.

It was getting tiring using the tube three times a day.

My cock was like a limp rag doll between sessions, and
Tracy was starting to getn really cranky.

After he was done unpacking, I asked Steve for an
assessment of my progress. Even though I was really
embarrassed to do it, I showed him my erect penis to
get his opinion whether or not I had grown.

He said he wasn’t sure, but everything appeared to be
on track. It could happen any day now.

Tracy and I were thrilled. All that effort was going
to pay off I was positive.

Steve cautioned us that although it “appeared good”,
the final enlargement might still be some time away.
There was no real way to predict the exact time. He
then asked me if I had thought anymore about preparing
to “set” the final size.

I told him that I didn’t really understand the ques-
tion. He reminded me that it was very important to
complete the procedure otherwise all the effort could
be lost. I must have looked puzzled. Steve took a
deep breath and said “remember, the best and easiest
way to achieve the proper pressure is to fuck an
accommodating pussy.”

I did vaguely recall him mentioning that. I asked what
the problem was, Tracy had been waiting for this moment
for 4 weeks.

Steve shook his head and repeated “Accommodating! Do
you think Tracy will be able to handle all 14″ of your
dick when she has been used to your original 5 inches?”

I stuttered “I, I, I don’t know. I guess we’ll just
have to try.”

Steve asked if I was willing to risk all that hard
work. Would Tracy be willing to put up with another
month or more of no sex?

Steve was right, I had to make sure this worked. I
asked what we could do.

Steve thought a few seconds and then said, “I think you
have several options. You could find a hooker or some-
one else able to accommodate your large size. Of
course they would have to be close by whenever you
invigorate. I’m not sure how Tracy would like that.

A second option is to use something, like a dildo, to
expand Tracy prior to the big day. I’m sure it would
take several sessions and there is the danger of that
it might not work as well as you making love to her.

A third option is to find some sort of device to simu-
late the correct pressure, and hope it’s right the
first time.

Finally, you could find someone with a penis large
enough to open Tracy up to within a reasonable proxi-
mity of your 14 inches, but that would be just as
awkward as hiring a hooker.”

Well, I knew a hooker was out of the question, Tracy
would never stand for it. Certainly, a device was too
risky. That left the dildo or, unfortunately, a sur-
rogate penis. I was against the last option and was
sure it would not be acceptable to Tracy either.

Thankfully, Steve noticed my discomfort with the idea
and put some of my fears to rest. He informed me the
expansion process using a surrogate was really a
“clinical” kind of procedure. It wasn’t as if someone
would be making love to my wife. It was more like a
therapist giving a massage. But I still wasn’t con-
vinced.

Tracy and I discussed our options later that night.
Steve had painted a pretty scary picture of what could
happen, and Tracy is very nervous about the whole
thing. A simple yeast infection commercial gets her
upset.

At that point it seemed as if all our acceptable
options had eliminated themselves. I asked Tracy if
she thought we should call the whole thing off. Was
a large cock worth the price that we would have to
pay?

Tracy thought about it for a moment, gave me a little
hug, and told me that she was willing to make any
sacrifice for my sake. Besides, she didn’t want to
admit that we had wasted all that effort. She finally
decided that the surrogate penis would be the most
likely thing to work, and besides it really would be
more like a trip to the doctors office. O.K., Maybe
more like a house call.

It was decided. As distasteful as it seemed, we would
need someone to prepare Tracy to accommodate my new
super sized cock. We were out of other acceptable
options as we saw them, and we both knew we would have
to see it through to the end.

It was Tracy who first suggested Steve for the task of
preparing her. She had accidentally walked in on him
while he was naked, in his room. He had been mastur-
bating as she’d walked in. He had asked her earlier
to stop by to help him sew on a button.

As she walked in, he saw her and gave his cock another
couple of quick strokes and exploded in orgasm sending
his cum high into the air.

She had gasped and had felt weak in surprise and shock
but managed to quickly exit from the room. Later that
night as I was finishing my invigoration she relayed
the story while wildly rubbing her cunt. As I was
cleaning up she told me how sorry she felt for him. He
didn’t appear to have a girlfriend and was left to seek
his own release.

She then lit upon an idea. Steve was such a good
friend, and obviously knowledgeable, wouldn’t it be
nice to let him do the honors with her. He was the
size we were looking for and certainly knew what was
required.

I was apprehensive about having Steve be with my wife
but she seemed to settle on him as the one. She asked
me if I would approach him about it. I reluctantly
agreed. After all, Steve had been a great help through
all of this and any penis envy that I had would soon be
over.

When I asked him, Steve seemed surprised and expressed
some concern about my reaction to someone ministering
to my wife. I said I thought I could handle it as long
as I was there to comfort Tracy.

He disagreed with me, he said that it was his experi-
ence that its not a good idea to have the husband
around during this kind of activity. He couldn’t do
it if I was there. His concentration would not be on
the job at hand. Doctors don’t allow family members
into the operating room.

I told him that I admired his clinical attitude and
that I guess I could stay out of the way. Based on my
concession, he agreed to do it. He then added that
they should start soon because my expansion could occur
any day.

That evening Steve entered our bedroom about 8:00 to
start the treatment on Tracy. I watched television in
the living room. Occasionally, I would hear a yell or
a knock from the bedroom. I used the device twice
waiting for them to finish. Eventually I fell asleep
on the couch.

When I woke up the next morning, Tracy was in the
shower and Steve was nowhere to be found. When Tracy
was dressed I asked her how the night had gone. She
smiled and said that it had been all right.

I prodded her for more information but she was reluc-
tant to talk about it. I figured that she didn’t enjoy
it all that much, plus the situation was kind of
awkward. I was actually kind of surprised when Steve
and Tracy retreated to the bedroom later that evening.
Tracy was determined to see this thing through.

The pattern repeated itself for the remainder of the
week. Tracy still didn’t want to talk much about it
and Steve was only home long enough to slip into bed
with her.

I did notice that Tracy had settled down to her old;
self back when we used to fuck every day. However the
treatment was going, it seemed to be helping her.

Friday was the day Steve left for home. He got up
early in the morning, showered, and stopped by the
couch on his way out. He shook me awake and thanked
me for allow him to help us. He cautioned against
using the device for longer than another couple of
months, something should have happened by then. He
said he would be back every couple of weeks and would
make sure he kept Tracy ready for me until then.

I got up and opened the door for him and thanked him
for all his help. After he left, I slowly walked down
the hall into my bedroom. Tracy was sleeping lightly.
She was wearing a skimpy little teddy with no panties
on.

I had never seen that outfit before. She looked great
in it. The light from the window shown across her legs
and stomach. Her legs were spread open and I peered
down at her pussy. Her cunt was gaping wide open and
cum was all over her face, tits, stomach, pussy and
legs. Her hairless cunt lips were engorged and glowing
red. Her nipples thrust out like pencil top erasers.
Even her clit was standing at attention. The enormity
of her once tight cunt amazed me. My entire penis could
fit inside the opening without touching the sides.
Some time during the week she had shaved off most of
her pussy hair, leaving only a small triangle. It was
matted and soaked with cum.

Steve returned two more times after that and stayed for
a week each time. Each week was similar to the first
week; me on the couch and him working with my wife in
our bed. He continued to splatter cum all over her. I
was allowed to stop in every morning after he left to
check on Tracy. Here cunt was always huge and covered
with cum. I suspected that she was giving him oral
sex. I would notice drops of cum on her chin and
cheeks. She never did that for me.

Finally, one morning Steve said he would be leaving and
probably wouldn’t return. He said that he had stretch-
ed out Tracy as far as possible and that his mission
was accomplished. She was ready and no longer needed
him.

I thanked him for all his help, he informed me that if
my cock wasn’t larger in another couple of weeks, it
probably never would be. On rare occasions it’s not
effective. He told me I could hang on to the expansion
device no matter what happened.

I told him I would keep using it for a while and would
darn well pay for it too. After all, I was the one it
was helping. I was kind of surprised at the price he
said he paid, but figured it would be worth it in the
long run. I handed him a check for $475 and thanked
him again for all his help. He truly was a good friend.
With that he walked out the door and I never saw him
again.

A couple of weeks passed and I remained 5″ long. In
that time Tracy seemed to lose interest in her once
nightly rubbing sessions and did not appear at all
concerned with our lack of sex. Whatever Steve had
done, it was having positive effects. I found it
curious that Tracy had taken a liking to her carefully
trimmed pussy and spent considerable time grooming it.

Finally after another 2 weeks, I decided to quit using
the device and get back to my old life. I was disap-
pointed that I hadn’t been successful, but at least
Steve, Tracy and I had given it our best shot.

I convinced Tracy to try sex with me the next evening.
Try is the appropriate word because we both could not
feel a thing. I couldn’t even cum, there was no
friction at all. It was like humping air. We tried a
couple of more times but to no avail.

I felt inadequate. I couldn’t please my own wife.
Several weeks later I returned home from work to find
her in bed with a stranger.

When I walked in, he turned to me and pulled his cock
out of Tracy’s cunt and showed it to me saying, “four-
teen inches!”

Tracy just guided his cock back in and moaned.