Part 3
C

And so Christy was full of pride and beamed a huge big smile, as Fionnula gazed in awe and admiration at his c*ck. ‘It’s quite large’, she embarrassingly splurged out. Christy’s confidence grew by the second, he was loving all this new found attention. ‘Look at him’, Fionnula continued, ‘standing there, master of all he surveys’. ‘Is there much minding on him?’ Christy rubbed his hand through his hair and pouted his lips a bit, with his pose fixed, he started to explain. ‘Most men around here, don’t know the first thing about minding their c*cks. It’s a known fact that there’s more than meets the eye, to looking after your c*ck properly’. He readjusted his stance before continuing, ‘I’m sure you’ve seen old haggard looking c*cks around the place? Well that’s because, to be brutally honest, they are just neglected. There’s no, get up and go in them, no fight. Look at my c*ck then, he’d ate the head off you if he got the chance’. Fionnula smiled contently, she had found Mr. Right, she thought to herself, a man that had rode her ass, had respect enough not to touch her box and looked after his c*ck better than any man she had ever even heard of doing. ‘Yes’, Fionnula said to herself, ‘Christy is the one’.

Christy caught his c*ck and held him in his hands. He looked to Fionnula and smiled menacingly, ‘would you like to rub it?’ He asked. Fionnula laughed, ‘can I ?’ Christy stepped away from her and a look of suspicion crossed his face. ‘Hold on now, just one minute, you came out here tonight, holding on to your box for dear life and you wouldn’t let me near it. Then I bring you out here and show you my c*ck. Now the way I see it is this, you let me play with your box and then you can rub my c*ck’ Fionnula looked shocked, she wasn’t expecting that from Christy. She walked forward in defiance with her hand out. Christy pulled back and tucked his c*ck under his arm. ‘No way, Fionnula’, he said, ‘if you want to touch my c*ck, and bear in mind, the best looking c*ck in Ireland, you have to trust me and let me play with your box’.

Fionnula looked to the ground, she really loved the look of Christy’s c*ck and for some reason, she was drawn to it and wanted to touch it. She didn’t want to lose Christy and so reluctantly, she nodded in agreement. ‘Ok, Christy, you can play with my box, but remember, I’m only letting you because I really like you, you’ll be the first man to ever touch my box’. Christy was delighted with this but then he paused for a second, ‘the first man to touch it? Does that mean that you let a girl play with it before?’ Fionnula blushed and answered hurriedly, wanting to move on, ‘yes, I let a girl play with my box before, but it was a long time ago and I don’t want to talk about it’. Christy just nodded.

‘Ok’, Christy mumbled and he held his cock out towards Fionnula. She walked forward and put out her hand, releasing the grip on her box in the process. As they came closer, Christy’s c*ck rubbed off her box and both of them took deep breaths before smiling at each other. Christy went a step further and opened up her box, she held her breath as she watched his hand disappear inside. She reached over and held Christy’s c*ck, it nibbled at her hand and she laughed. ‘Christy, thank you for being so gentle with my box’, Fionnula said in a husky voice. ‘No, Fionnula’, Christy answered, ‘thank you for loving my c*ck as much as I do’.