The SpiderDICK Chronicles: Origins (Part 1 of 12, M/F) | 2016

A little bit about this before I start. I was 19 at the time. And I have never read one of those namesake books that this story was (punningly) named after. I just finished posting my first story on here, and I thought about a crafty name that I could post this series under, and I remembered how it looked after I'd bust in this chick and how sticky it'd always be, kinda like Spider Man's web, so SpiderDICK was the only way to go. Plus, I'm not gonna lie, being called Arthur SpiderDICK on the comments would be absolutely hilarious.

Without further adieu...

I wish this story started out in a more exciting place. Like a Hospital. A skate park. ComiCon's bathrooms. But nope. Story starts out in the least likeliest of places. The shitty 4x4 office space I had at the call center.

A little background, as this is an origin story and that's what origin stories are good for. I had been working at this place about three months. I genuinely liked my old client. They switched me to a different client. At first I liked it. But the guy who got switched with me was let go, and in the middle of a between calls game of dots nonetheless. After he left, I just stayed quiet the rest of the day.

This absolutely stunning girl started working there. She was about as tall as I was, really thick (but not even a little fat, which was amazing) and was sitting over by the manwhore of the client, which broke my heart a little bit.

We worked for about a week together nonstop, same hours and same days. Finally, I looked over to her office space and noticed both her and Mr. Manwhore weren't there. I was dejected. I started working and I took a call.

I was about five minutes into the call, talking about things that the government would arrest me for disclosing on here when I heard it. That cute voice. She was there after all, and she was sitting in front of me! She was playing battleship with somebody else, and they were having fun.

My dick got rock hard on the phone with this client. As soon as the call ended, I idle'd my phone and went to the bathroom and spent 15 minutes rubbing out a big one.

I went back to my stall and she was sitting right by me. My boss called me over and told me that this girl (Julia will be her name from this point onward) was going to be listening in on my calls so she can get to know the client and I was already one of the best CSR's on the floor. We had five calls in about half an hour, and she just took notes, and then she went to lunch with me. We had hour long breaks there, so I went to the bar across the street and ordered wings. I took them back to the lunchroom and there she was. She was all alone at the table and the only one in the lunchroom (which was odd because it was 2:00 and there were over 200 employees there.) We locked eyes, she smiled and went back to eating her sub. I could have had my pick of tables, and I usually would choose an empty one. I prefer eating alone at work.

But I sat down with her. She exclaimed "Oh, thank god!" as soon as I sat down. I asked her why she was exclaiming gratitude for His Holiness as soon as I sat down, and, very unflinchingly, told me that she had a huge crush on me and noticed me the first day she was on the floor, and was hoping that she would get me to sit with her in this room.

I told her I was flattered, but why on Earth would she just assume I liked her that way. Without even blinking, she just looked at me. And I told her good point.

Julia and me hit it off good. We talked about similar likes, we talked about work and we got so distracted talking that I realized I had to clock back in in two minutes (which meant she did too). So she threw out her barely eaten sub (I had all but declared war on my wings. Crispy medium and I hadn't eaten all day) and we went back to work. We had a few conversations there, and eventually my boss told me that we were being distracting. We sat in silence the last hour of my shift and eventually we went home.

I was going through my laptop bag when I noticed a piece of paper sticking out. It had Julia's real name on it with her number and "call me <3" written on it. I was living with my ex at the time (she's a huge part of a future installment, and NOT in a good way), and I quickly saved her number and threw the piece of paper away.

I texted her, and we exchanged texts. She eventually asked if I wanted to hang out after work. Of course I said yes. This girl was absolutely stunning and if it went anywhere, my old bitch was going bye bye one way or another.

We both ended our shifts at 3 that day. I got out and met her at her car about a block away. That's when I saw her with the manwhore! Dejected, I started walking away. She saw me, yelled my name (I had earphones in and pretended not to hear, I did not want that man's sloppy seconds) and finally pulled up right in front of me. She asked what the hell was my problem. I told her straight up that I didn't want to do anything she had already done with Manwhore.

She laughed, and she asked if she meant her cousin. I immediately jumped in her car and apologized.

We eventually went to a park. We talked for about an hour, and she told me even more about herself. Eventually, I found out she was currently engaged, and that scared me a bit.

I guess she wasn't too happy in her relationship though, and the guy most certainly treated her like shit, so it was going nowhere fast. I asked why she didn't just simply leave him, and that's when I found out she was stuck living with him just like I was stuck with my ex. Of course we bonded over our similar situations. After she told me, I respectfully kept my distance.

She drove me home. After we got there, we hugged. We parted and we looked at each other just a second too long, because I went in for the best kiss of my life. She kissed back and it was AMAZING.

We eventually started slipping tongue, making out in her car, and I told her how uncomfortable I was. Now, my apartment was out of the question and she lived thirty minutes away, so we decided on one place to have this makeout session: the Park. We went to the same area we were, the barbecue pit and we just made out. It was the best makeout session of my life too.

She started getting handsy. I thought I was imagining it until she was kissing down my chest. I stopped her and asked what she was doing. She smartly replied "fulfilling a need." I was confused until I realized she was sitting on my lap and i could have probably cut diamonds with my dick. She had to have felt it.

I asked her whose need it was, and she looked up, level with my dick at this point, and she said both of ours. Now, I have messed around in public before, but never somewhere as open as this, and always with a blanket or something. My glory was hanging out, and the only thing covering it was (soon to be) Julia's mouth.

She went down on me. It was amazing. She was gagging on my dick, she licked it like a lollipop and she jerked me off really good. Of course, I was feeling very sexual at this point, so I tried my luck and took off her shirt, or started to anyway.

She bit down on my dick! I said "ow, you skank" and with a mouthful of dick she replied, "not here, someone may see me!" With my dick throbbing and this amazing blowjob being in jeopardy, I let it continue and ignored the hypocrisy,

She went on with it for about ten or fifteen minutes. She wouldn't let me take her shirt off, but I was rubbing her pussy through her jeans and slapping her amazing ass. I felt my spider senses tingling, and told her the end was near, and she didn't stop.

I busted. She took it all in her mouth and showed me, but then spat it on the ground. I asked why she did that, and she told me that was for a later date. Smiling, we walked hand in hand back to her car. I was excited for what was to come (no pun intended). Little did I know just how crazy the twists and turns would be in the SpiderDICK Chronicles.

Coming up next: Fun in the car during breaktime (insertion involved)