Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. ASSTR;'Sausage'{Bunyip}(M/F)[1!1] Sausage by Bunyip Bob The other day I met this bloke wiv a great big sausage. It were truly huge 'bout a foot long and as thick as my wrist. Well I got to droolin' in me britches over 'im. I mean a cock like that is special, one ov'a kind. Well not very bloody common in my neighbourhood anyway. Yer see I was doin' me washin' and hangin' it up in the backyard when I see this bloke pull up inna truck. He opens the door and stands on the footplate and drops it out to take a piss. I just stood there between two lines of washin', with me mouth wide open, staring at this flamin' big sausage 'anging in his hand pissin' like a bloody horse. He was a middle size fella but his cock were as big as a horse's and nearly as black. When he were finished he shook it so violently I felt sorry for it. Not that heed seen me or anythin', just that he was shakin' the piss outa it, litrilly. Anyway I forgot I was hidin' and yells out "Don't for christ sake kill the poor begger!" He looked up startled like. He spotted me and says "Geezus lady, I'm sorry, I didn't think anybody could see me 'ere." "Soright," I yells back "I seen'em before, just not as bloody big, is all." Well he laughed at that and started to climb back in the cab. Part way in he turns and yells out "Hey, yer dunno where a bloke can get a cuppa round 'ere do yer?" I smiled as I knew what he wanted and called out "Cummon in and I'll give yer one. Hot and sweet love!" Well he didn't take a second to jump down and hop over the back fence. He walked up to me and got even better looking up close, which sorta goes against the odds for me. Usually when they get close enough to see I wish I hadn't looked. I brushed off me skirts and left the last few bits of washin' to dry in the basket. He followed me to the door and I asked him to stay outside telling him that I had a baby ustairs. I didn't, but it kept him out of the house so I could honestly deny 'aving a man in. I made the tea and brought it out with a scone and a biscuit which he ate like an animal. Usually that woulda' put me off but I sorta wanted a bit of animal right then. Besides he was hung like an animal so why not? He was sittin' on a barrel with his legs well apart and I couldn't take my eyes off this great lump hanging down left leg of his trousers. It bloody near reached his knee, or so it seemed. He caught me lookin' at him and I blushed. "Doesn' that get uncomfortable hangin' like that?" I blurted out and then wished I'd kept my big mouth shut. He coughed on the last of his tea and said "Well it ain't usually that big, but it's been out, seen you and it sorta got excited." I looked at me in my bare feet, old house dress, torn cardigan, hair tied up with a hanky and thought how bloody desperate is this bloke. "Geezus mate, if it's that pleased to see me, get it out so I can shake it's hand." I laughed not expecting him to take me in any way serious, but he stood and dropped his trousers right there and then. He didn't have any underwear on and it hung like a bloody big sausage in a butchers window. I was dumbfounded. I stood up and walked over to him. With a wink from him I took it in my hand and held it. It were more than a foot long. I am certain of that. "Yer wife would be proud of that one I should think, and I hope you let her have it whenever she wants it, me lad." "Ain't got no wife. I drive the truck and I live in it. Don't get many women wantin' to live in a truck." he says. As I was holdin' it, it was pumpin' itself up. Soon it were straight out and still heading upwards. When it was fully up it was a bit longer, thick as my wrist and hard as a oaktree branch, only softer on the end. I started stroking it automatically, without permission or anythin' and it were right pleased for the attention. He was smiling and put his hands on my shoulders as I pulled him harder and harder, tighter and tighter. He was smiling while he was biting his lip. I looked around and felt better when I was sure I couldn't be seen by any of me neighbours. Though to be sure I'd bet most of um would simply want a share of me winnin's. He asked if I was feelin' sexy or just wanted to play with him and without thinking I said "Are yer clean?" "Oh dear God woman, yes I am clean as yer fresh washed sheets over there." he pleaded as I realised I always wanted to have a biggen' like him inside me. I never even seen one that big before and it would be a shame to let it get away. I lifted my skirts and even before I could be embarrased by my fullsize white cotton knickers he had the front of them pulled down enough to get his cock over the hem, and he slipped his biggen between my legs. He pushed me backwards against the wall and I found myself standing on the foundations which were just the right height. His cock slid between my thighs which were almost as juicy as me twat, my twat had drooled so much. He rubbed it back and forth a few times until me hair splitted apart and then it slipped into me juicy slot. He poked away in me slot for awhile until I began to wonder had he done the deed before, or not! I wrapped me arms around him as the thick head of it tickled me flaps. He was still hunting around inside my drawers when the head suddenly found my hole and I pushed against him tryin' ter get 'im in me. I opened my legs for him but that wasn't the problem and I couldn't keep standing like that anyway. He pressed his cock against my hole and slowly it gave way, letting him finally get inside me. It were like giving birth and I gasped as his thick cock sprung into me twat. I bit my lip as he drove steadily into me and then rested. I only had about half of him in me and I were full. He kissed me roughly and I held him to me to kiss him some more. It were a cross between "Thankyou" and "Oh my God don't move!" He began pushing into me and I could not take him all inside me so I were standing on tippy toes to keep him from splitting me in two. Soon he learned how much was enough and he were pumping away like a steam piston, in and out as his breath were going with him, huff and puffin like a steam engine as well. I were hard up against the wall and his cock drove in and out through me legs, thighs, thick hair, pussy and into me drippin wet twat. My skirts hung over his cock and my drawers were rubbing against the underside of his cock, so I guess it gave him some more pleasure like that. I didn't dare open me legs any wider for him, and I couldn't wrap them around him like I would for other fellas, so I just hugged him and lay my head over his shoulder. I had tears in my eyes from fear of 'im hurting me, but I felt so good he coulda' torn me in two and I wouldn've stop him. Christ I been fucked by a lot of men in my life, biggens and smalluns, but that great big cock of his was by far the best, certainly th biggest. He poked me hard and for a long time too before I felt his body stiffen and I thought "Oh my dear God, how much cum can a cock like that hold?" He shot his lot up inside me and I felt his hot stuff splash up inside my hole, like bubbles bursting and popping about. I would love to say we come together but to be honest I don't think I come at all, I didn't trust him enough to let meself go; but the memories of that fuck will last a lifetime. Not that I doubted his nature but I feared he'd forget to care for me and tear me up by accident. Anyway I'm sitting here in my kitchen rubbing my twat with a bag of frozen peas and grinnin' from ear to ear. My knickers are soaked with his come and with my droolin' in them, and they're laying in a sodden heap on the floor. The washin' can wait fer another day. I'm just layin back on me chair, legs agape and freezin my twat off tryin' to make it stop flammin'well throbbin. An the truckie fella is driven off, though he says he'll look in whenever he's passin' by. I told him that whenever he caught me puttin' out the washing, he should stop the truck and drop a load in! Gawd bless him if he'd just stand on the step plate and show me how he pisses again. It's a sight for me memories, it is. Goad bless him and his foot tall, trickies mate!