Page 17 of The Gargoyle in the College

Now, I wish I had been with someone else, then I could make a comparison. But that would mean I would have to be out there meeting people, find someone who wants to date me, but then someone breaks up with them, all of that just so I can figure out why I’m feeling this way for a gargoyle.

Totally not worth it.

Gisett huffs and yanks off my trousers and my panties, all in a swift motion. “You should focus on me.”

I shiver at his low growl, now this feels scary.

He tosses my clothes to the side. “I hope I won’t scare you. It’s just... a bit hard for me to be polite all the time. It’ll feel like I can’t even make out the words. Just know that I’d never hurt you.”

I take a breath, trying to calm myself. “Maybe I’m just too sensitive.”

He shakes his head as he fishes out his thick cock. “No, I’m supposed to be kind of scary. And we just met, so I won’t blame you at all.”

I gasp at his huge monster. I cover my mouth at once, not wanting to look rude.

He chuckles with a proud smirk. “Scared you, huh?”

I know men care quite some about their cock size, even though no one has ever stood in front of me with their cocks dangling out there. Looks like it’s the same case with gargoyles.

His cock is black like the rest of his body. He moves closer to me and takes my hand, moving it to his cock, but pausing an inch before I’ll be touching it. “Do you, like... want to... um...?”

I thought I would be the only one nervous. Maybe he had been a statue for so long that he didn’t get a lot of interaction with other beings too, at least not the pleasant kind of interaction.

I hold his cock with both hands. He is burning hot. I won’t be able to hold him with one hand, which is pretty crazy.

He moans and his cock twitches. “Have you ever imagined fucking a gargoyle?”

“No, never.” I run my hands up and down his cock. The surface of his cock is rough like the rest of his body. I bit the inside of my mouth, apparently, he was going to rub my inside so hard that I may die. I may have never taken a cock inside me, I can imagine...

“Then I can’t surprise you.”

I roll my eyes and am about to smack his shoulder when I remember that... I’m not dumb enough to smack a statue.

He seems to see that and the smirk on his face grows. “Here, let’s have some fun.”

I gasp when he pushes a finger into me, slowly. “I’m not sure whether this is how it should work.”

He taps my cheek with the tip of his wing. “Don’t worry. I’ll get you ready for my cock.”

I’m still not sure about that, but he sends waves of electrical sparks down my body with his fingers. He moves his thick finger in and out of me, stretching me. His finger feels a lot larger in my pussy than when I see them somewhere else. He is a big guy, but that’s a bit much.

But I like how it feels. He makes my toes curl with the movement. It’s a lot different from touching myself, which I don’t do a lot anyway.

He nudges the bottom of my boobs as if he’s weighing them. “Imagine if I push my cock into you.”

I’d probably be dead. His cock is surely thicker than his finger, so if his finger is already stretching me, there’s no chance his cock can fit into me. “There’s no way you can fit into me.”

“Oh, don’t let your experience limit your imagination.”

I want him to be right, then I can feel his cock, but at the same time, I don’t see how that can work.

He rubs me harder, making dirty wet noise with my pussy. I arch and move to let his finger reach deeper into me. I clench onto thebed sheet, trying to enjoy him more. I close my eyes, trying not to think about his huge cock.

The pleasure grows slowly, creeping up at me. My pussy sucks his finger, enjoying the rub.

I... I want more... but I’m not sure whether I’m ready for that.

I gasp when his finger leaves me, but soon replaced by a thick and hot thing that almost burn my clit.

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