He was SO BIG.
I'm no stranger to a dick as I've had my fair share. Black ones, white ones, mexican ones, even an Asian one snuck in there one night. When a man goes bragging on his dick it don't move me.
But he was so big.
Our conversations got me to the point where I would have fucked him in public if he just said the word. The time had come to take the words to actions, and I was more than ready for him. I said fuck it to the formalities and met him at his place with nothing on. Literally nothing, not even a trench coat. I decided to delve into full tartdom and come Vanity 6 style: teddy, garter, thigh highs, heels, and a cape. If his street had been a well lit one I could have been picked up for indecent exposure.
As expected his jaw dropped as he opened the door, and I walked in his place as confident as can be. I whipped my cape around and looked him square in the eye. He was going down.
And then I looked down. The bulge in his pants was so unreal I started laughing. "What's in there, some socks and t-shirts?" I couldn't believe he had gone to such lengths to impress me. But then he reached in and began to unroll that mug. What? I had to force the lump that appeared in my throat to disappear. That mug was so AWESOME that every orifice on my body was screaming to get close to it, but my common sense was telling me I would never walk or talk again if I put mouth or cooch near that thing.
He stroked it and it had the nerve to get bigger. I had no choice but to submit. I dropped to my knees in front of it and told him to smack with it. He lightly tapped my face with it but I grabbed hold of it and told him harder. He swung it back and landed a solid one on my cheek. It felt so good I asked for more. And more. And more. When I could feel my face was starting to turn red, I opened my mouth as wide as I could to take that mug in. I could only get my mouth over the head and it had my shit stretched to maximum! This was not human...
I opted to lick that mug since no human being could possibly fit their mouth around it. I started at the base next to his balls and licked all the way to the tip and without lifting my tongue, ran it back down to the base. I kept this going until I had a rhythm on his dick and then added some hand movements to simulate giving him head. I kept my mouth wet so that we didn't miss a beat. I felt him stiffen in my hands and under my tongue. He reached around and started fingering my clit which was already soaking wet and then ran his other hand down the crack of my ass, which was also wet. He kept massaging both until I literally dripped juice on the floor. At that point I couldn't take it anymore. I laid back on his bed, grabbed both of my legs and placed them behind my head. I spread my pussy lips apart so he could get a full view. My eyes told him exactly what to do.
He came at me with that monster in hand and rubbed the head into my pussy and sucked up all of the juice there. I moaned at the pressure he was applying and knew I was in for a doozy once he entered. He got the head in with no issue but started trying to go deeper. I had to put my legs on his shoulders - half to help him in, and half to push him away a bit. It hurt like hell but felt good at the same time. He could tell I was trying to push him away but got the best of me. He picked me up by the thighs and rammed that mug all the way in. I thought I was going to die.
I was shocked when my pussy reacted by getting super wet and stretched enough to accommodate him. He pumped in and out and as soon as I got my bearings, my body responded in kind. I could feel him deep in my stomach, feeling like he was about to burst through to my chest. He was, by far, the best sex I'd ever had.
I came the first time within five minutes of him fully entering me, and again 10 minutes later when he didn't stop. I held on to his neck and back for dear life and let him knock the bottom out from under me. I knew I would be sore and swollen when he finished but I didn't care. I had never felt so wide open and so well fucked.
He turned me over for the doggystyle but stuck his tongue in my ass first. I could barely feel it since I was damn near numb down there. Then I felt him try to stick that big thing in my ass and I had to protest. My pussy would come back to normal with some ice. My ass was another story altogether. He put it in from behind doggystyle and my body bent to his will. I lay with my chest flat on the bed with my ass up for maximum penetration. I wasn't ready for what pleasure this experience was set to bring me. After five good strokes I started crying, my tears serving a dual purpose. He had taken me to new heights with the pleasure he was giving me but I knew he would not be a kept man. As bad as I wanted him all to myself, a man with a tool like that wasn't going to stay put.
In the moment of his climax, I released him too and unattached myself quickly. Every inch of my being wanted to wrap around him and pull him close, but for him that was ordinary. But getting up from the bed was not an option either - my body was spent. I heard him get in the shower and decided to let sleep take me away from this mess I'd walked into.
I'd dream of that monster for the next seven nights....
TO BE CONTINUED
Monday
Thursday
After The Podcast
"Words change meaning all the time. Gay doesn't mean happy anymore, it means homosexual. Bad doesn't mean bad - it means good. That's a bad chick. She's a bad chick." On that final line, he pointed across the table at her. She smiled, picking up on his meaning. It was their little secret, but she looked around the table cautiously to see if anyone else picked up on it. Only Pam caught her gaze and chuckled. She'd been the one to bring them together.
She BBM'd him. After this?
Him: Your place. Mine is too much of a construction zone.
Her: Ok.
She couldn't wait and neither could he. It was a surprise that the energy they were silently passing back and forth to each other couldn't be felt by others at the table. But the others were so wrapped up in the conversation with the clutter of mics and headphones in their midst, they didn't notice the glances they threw at one another - or the fact that he was rubbing his legs against hers underneath the table.
They couldn't leave at the same time and she'd brought a friend, so after the second session, she politely excused herself and left. Watching her walk away got his dick hard - he would have gladly followed her out the door, but he had to stay cool.
Two hours and four sessions later, the podcast had come to an end. He was anxious - too anxious really - and opted to roll a blunt and relax before he headed to her place. As bad as he wanted her, he wanted to bottle it; wait until he saw her naked body and then allow his lust to take over. He sat outside with Pam and a few other podcasters for a cipher and received another BBM. Where you at? I'm ready... He smiled - she was anxious too. It would be worth the wait.
Once he was in his car, he paused for a second and thought about sending Michelle a message. It had been hours since they argued and he had yet to hear from her. He was pissed. Her attitude tonight made him question why he ever got married in the first place. Seeing Reese across the table at the podcast hadn't helped. It had been awhile since they'd fucked but he still craved her body from time to time. It was so different from Michelle's. Her length matched his perfectly and their sex was more like a dance: fluid, in harmony, on beat.
He took the windy path by the coastline that led to her beachside apartment and found a parking space in front of her building. He called her number and she silently buzzed him in. He could see her figure blocking the doorway as he made his way down the hall. She had removed her outfit from earlier and stood there in a silk robe tied loosely around her waist. He couldn't hold it in anymore.
Without words he grabbed her waist and pulled her body close to his as he entered the apartment and closed the door behind him. He kissed her, tasting the blunt on her tongue, the flavor matching his. As their kisses grew deeper, he undid the robe to expose her naked body underneath. He pulled away from the kiss to take her body in and she undid his jeans while he admired what he saw. He stepped out of his jeans and underwear and removed his shirt, while she ran her hands across his chest, and pushed her breasts and body against his. At the site of his fully erect dick, she dropped to her knees and took him all in.
He wanted to be gentle but she sucked on him feverishly, and on instinct he grabbed the back of her head and pushed. He heard her gag quickly, then recover, and then let her finish. She was so good. He looked down and watched her lips slide up and down his shaft and it made him even harder. He wanted to taste her. She was startled when he pulled away from her, picked her up and flipped her upside down so that her pussy was to his face. He pried it open with his tongue causing her to moan in ecstasy and she picked up where she left off on his dick. The more he licked and sucked, the deeper she tried to take him in. Staying in that position he carried her to the bedroom and laid in bed, keeping her body on top of his. They locked in to each other, limbs wrapped around from arms to ankles, their bodies in one accord. From that position he could go deep inside her with his tongue, teasing places that had never been touched before. He licked between her ass cheeks and every other spot he could access, breaking her ability to concentrate on his dick. She held onto it with her hands, but moved her pussy on his face just so - when she found the spot she was looking for, she beared down wanting to cum on his face, but he wanted to save all that juice for his dick.
He moved her off of his face and flipped her on her back and got on top of her. Holding her legs and thighs, he teased himself by rubbing the head of his dick against her pussy. She was beyond wet and pushed her pussy back into his dick taking in the head. Feeling how wet she was made him shudder and he allowed himself to go all the way in. The feeling was pleasure at its best. He moaned and laid in her neck and shoulders kissing her, flicking his tongue across her nipples and eventually taking in the entire mound of each breast while his pelvis found a rhythm they both could appreciate. They danced, and try as she might to keep control of her body, she couldn't. She relaxed and let her body meet his with each thrust, and they both moaned and sighed with pleasure.
She came several times with her legs wrapped around his waist, on his shoulders, pushed back to her ears and wanted to exhaust him before he wore her out. She flipped him on his back and got on top. Stretching out her legs so they were over his shoulders, he grabbed on to her thighs and ass while she ground into his pelvis, his dick completely submerged inside of her. She showed him no mercy and swirled a figure 8 with her hips that caused him to catch his breath. He felt himself wanting to release and bucked into her until he was at the point of no return and pulled out, laying his dick against her pelvis and letting go. She let the warmth wash over her.
He didn't know how long they had been asleep, but the sound of his phone buzzing stirred him from his sleep. He walked into the living room and removed his phone from his jeans pocket. It was Michelle, of course. The time of the message said 3:15 am.
Where are you? I'm at the house.
The progression of her anger was revealed as he scrolled through each message. His body and mind still craved sleep and he carried the phone back with him into the bedroom and looked at Reese, peaceful with a slight smile in her sleep. He crawled back in bed and pulled her close to him, and waited for the morning.
She BBM'd him. After this?
Him: Your place. Mine is too much of a construction zone.
Her: Ok.
She couldn't wait and neither could he. It was a surprise that the energy they were silently passing back and forth to each other couldn't be felt by others at the table. But the others were so wrapped up in the conversation with the clutter of mics and headphones in their midst, they didn't notice the glances they threw at one another - or the fact that he was rubbing his legs against hers underneath the table.
They couldn't leave at the same time and she'd brought a friend, so after the second session, she politely excused herself and left. Watching her walk away got his dick hard - he would have gladly followed her out the door, but he had to stay cool.
Two hours and four sessions later, the podcast had come to an end. He was anxious - too anxious really - and opted to roll a blunt and relax before he headed to her place. As bad as he wanted her, he wanted to bottle it; wait until he saw her naked body and then allow his lust to take over. He sat outside with Pam and a few other podcasters for a cipher and received another BBM. Where you at? I'm ready... He smiled - she was anxious too. It would be worth the wait.
Once he was in his car, he paused for a second and thought about sending Michelle a message. It had been hours since they argued and he had yet to hear from her. He was pissed. Her attitude tonight made him question why he ever got married in the first place. Seeing Reese across the table at the podcast hadn't helped. It had been awhile since they'd fucked but he still craved her body from time to time. It was so different from Michelle's. Her length matched his perfectly and their sex was more like a dance: fluid, in harmony, on beat.
He took the windy path by the coastline that led to her beachside apartment and found a parking space in front of her building. He called her number and she silently buzzed him in. He could see her figure blocking the doorway as he made his way down the hall. She had removed her outfit from earlier and stood there in a silk robe tied loosely around her waist. He couldn't hold it in anymore.
Without words he grabbed her waist and pulled her body close to his as he entered the apartment and closed the door behind him. He kissed her, tasting the blunt on her tongue, the flavor matching his. As their kisses grew deeper, he undid the robe to expose her naked body underneath. He pulled away from the kiss to take her body in and she undid his jeans while he admired what he saw. He stepped out of his jeans and underwear and removed his shirt, while she ran her hands across his chest, and pushed her breasts and body against his. At the site of his fully erect dick, she dropped to her knees and took him all in.
He wanted to be gentle but she sucked on him feverishly, and on instinct he grabbed the back of her head and pushed. He heard her gag quickly, then recover, and then let her finish. She was so good. He looked down and watched her lips slide up and down his shaft and it made him even harder. He wanted to taste her. She was startled when he pulled away from her, picked her up and flipped her upside down so that her pussy was to his face. He pried it open with his tongue causing her to moan in ecstasy and she picked up where she left off on his dick. The more he licked and sucked, the deeper she tried to take him in. Staying in that position he carried her to the bedroom and laid in bed, keeping her body on top of his. They locked in to each other, limbs wrapped around from arms to ankles, their bodies in one accord. From that position he could go deep inside her with his tongue, teasing places that had never been touched before. He licked between her ass cheeks and every other spot he could access, breaking her ability to concentrate on his dick. She held onto it with her hands, but moved her pussy on his face just so - when she found the spot she was looking for, she beared down wanting to cum on his face, but he wanted to save all that juice for his dick.
He moved her off of his face and flipped her on her back and got on top of her. Holding her legs and thighs, he teased himself by rubbing the head of his dick against her pussy. She was beyond wet and pushed her pussy back into his dick taking in the head. Feeling how wet she was made him shudder and he allowed himself to go all the way in. The feeling was pleasure at its best. He moaned and laid in her neck and shoulders kissing her, flicking his tongue across her nipples and eventually taking in the entire mound of each breast while his pelvis found a rhythm they both could appreciate. They danced, and try as she might to keep control of her body, she couldn't. She relaxed and let her body meet his with each thrust, and they both moaned and sighed with pleasure.
She came several times with her legs wrapped around his waist, on his shoulders, pushed back to her ears and wanted to exhaust him before he wore her out. She flipped him on his back and got on top. Stretching out her legs so they were over his shoulders, he grabbed on to her thighs and ass while she ground into his pelvis, his dick completely submerged inside of her. She showed him no mercy and swirled a figure 8 with her hips that caused him to catch his breath. He felt himself wanting to release and bucked into her until he was at the point of no return and pulled out, laying his dick against her pelvis and letting go. She let the warmth wash over her.
He didn't know how long they had been asleep, but the sound of his phone buzzing stirred him from his sleep. He walked into the living room and removed his phone from his jeans pocket. It was Michelle, of course. The time of the message said 3:15 am.
Where are you? I'm at the house.
The progression of her anger was revealed as he scrolled through each message. His body and mind still craved sleep and he carried the phone back with him into the bedroom and looked at Reese, peaceful with a slight smile in her sleep. He crawled back in bed and pulled her close to him, and waited for the morning.
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