I'm not a fan of big dicks. Size never really mattered much to me. There were a few reasons for this: 1. My first was just at average and he was amazing in bed. We were wild, and had lots of threesomes, and I got to experiment with bigger cocks but I wasn't impressed. I truly believed that any size was just useless equipment if you didn't know how to use it. 2. I'm only 4'10" - there's not a lot of wiggle room there, if you know what I mean. Big cocks just hurt me. I also find it harder to give a good blowjob when said member is as so damn long you can't get much past the head down your throat without having it tickle your intestines.
So, everyday-size cocks were a-okay with me. That is, until I met Really Big, Gorgeous Cock Guy. RBGCG was this very sexy and very sexual man I'd met online. After talking so for months, we went out to a club together. I really wasn't expecting to get with him - but he had me so turned on by time we got home that I was all over him. Imagine my dismay when I pulled him from his pants to give him a good suck. I know, I know - most women would've been drooling over this massive prize I held in my hands. It was definitely the largest I'd ever seen and all I could think was "I'm not going to be able to enjoy this because it's going to feel like he's splitting me open." Still, ever the trooper, I dutifully sucked away (as well as I could around that thing).
Soon after we'd rearranged ourselves and I was lying on my back, awaiting the impalement and hoping he would cum quickly and not hurt me too much. Imagine my shock - and complete and utter delight - when he slid that massive cock inside of me and it felt like fucking heaven. This was new. A few good minutes into this, I was leading him over to the couch - I had to ride this one.
He later admitted he was a bit skeptical at first of letting me straddle him on the couch - claiming most women didn't know "how to move" that well in said position. Little did he know he was with a trained and masterful nympho! I climbed on top of him, enjoying every single inch of that cock as I came down on it - then began fucking the shit out of him. I couldn't believe how good it felt and how much it didn't hurt. Never had I experienced this sensation of being completely filled up. I was nearing my orgasm when he cried out that he was going to cum - so I rode him faster, hoping to beat him to it, or, at least, cum with him. I missed - he scored. He apologized - saying he wasn't used to a woman knowing how to ride him like that.
Still being the sexy gentleman he'd been all evening, he got me off with his skilled fingers. Though I still had an amazing, explosive orgasm, I do regret not getting to cum all over that really big, gorgeous cock of his.
Want to learn how to insure you never get a repeat performance with me beneath the sheets? Read on.
It was the first guy I'd been with since my ex of four years had left me. No, I wasn't some vulnerable, sobbing mass of emotions that could easily be taken advantage of. I was a hot and horny nympho who was having to adjust to a life without a regular supply of sex. It wasn't an easy adjustment.
We wound up on the couch and I straddled him. He was a pretty good kisser and I found myself grinding my crotch into his. I was enjoying myself, so I slid off of him and undid his pants. He had a nice cock and I hungrily started sucking it. He didn't let that go on for too long - said it felt too good. Next thing I knew he was on top of me and sliding his dick inside of me. I moaned, and started to swivel my hips to match his quick thrusts.
A little too quick - there was one, two, three thrusts and he blurted out, "I'm going to cum". To which I responded, "Already?!" He didn't even make it through the fourth. But, that's not what banned him from my list of potential fuck buddies forever. I'm not that shallow; shit happens. He apologized, saying he hadn't had sex in about three months. Fine, cool, whatever. Then he said, "Well, I gotta go." He stood, put on his clothes, kissed me on top of the head and left - while I sat there in stunned silence. Come too quick, we can work on that. Not so outstanding performance, I love to train. Sex-jitters that make you keep losing your hard, not a problem, I'm patient. Get off and don't even attempt to get me off - arrivederci asshole. And you won't ever get a second chance.
I thought it was going to be yet another typical and terrible Monday, but midway through the workday I received a phone call from a male friend of mine I'd been casually seeing. It was always a treat hanging out with him because even though we'd never officially done the deed, we talked about it a great deal. The air around us was always crackling with sexual tension! He was going out of town for a few days and wanted to spend a few hours with me before his flight left. He picked me up from work, and we went back to my place. We were doing our usual, talking about sex and getting all hot and bothered with the mere mention of past dirty deeds and torrid trysts. I asked him to tell me about his dick...to tell me what it looked like. He seemed to get very turned on by the idea of describing his cock for me, from the look of the large bulge that began growing in his pants. A little shy at first, he soon got into it, and began getting very explicit. I could no longer control myself and begged him to let me see this magnificent cock he was describing for me. Glady, he pulled his smooth, hard dick out of his pants and I found myself going in for a much closer look. Quickly, I had him in my hand and was slowing licking around the head and along the length of his shaft. He moaned and begged me to suck him. I slowly slid my lips over the head, sucking it, and went down and took all of him inside of my mouth. I fell into my own rhythm, running my tongue along the underside of his dick as I came up. Soon, he put his hand on my head and pushed me up and down on this dick, as I struggled to keep up with the pace he desired.
"I'm going to cum," he cried out, but I knew this already. I latched on and sucked even harder as loads of his hot, sticky cum shot into my mouth. I continued sucking, slowly, milking every last drop out of his throbbing cock as he shuddered. I pulled away with one long, last suck and swallowed every drop he had pumped into my mouth. I gave him a sexy grin, and swiped at my mouth with back of my hand. There wasn't much time to do anything else, so I got him a towel and he cleaned himself up. He had only 10 minutes now to make it to the airport, and he gave me a quick, appreciative hug and was out the door.
All worked up myself, I sauntered into the bathroom and quickly climbed in the tub; my favorite place to masturbate. A few moments of rubbing myself was all it took to bring on my own thundering orgasm. I got out, and started making dinner when the phone rang. It was a male friend of mine I hadn't seen in almost a month. The last time we had got together had been hot, and I was so excited just to hear his voice on the phone asking if he could come over. An hour later, he was knocking on the door and soon after that we were allover each other on the couch. My hand snaked down his pants before I realized what I was doing. He moved off of me to give me easier access, and I soon had his hard cock out and in my hand. I quickly went down, licking his balls all the way up to the head teasingly. “Put it in your mouth,” he said in husky voice, but I felt he needed a little more teasing first. I slid my lips softly over the head, barely caressing it and flicking my tongue over his hole before pulling back again. I ran my tongue along his impressive length a few times, before returning to lightly tease the head. He was moaning and asked me again to take him in my mouth. I swirled my tongue a few more times around the head, before suddenly taking his entire cock in my mouth. He groaned and grabbed my hair. I started off very slowly, going all the way down and pausing – sucking him deep into my throat – then moving back up while sliding my tongue along the underside of his cock. Apparently it felt good – too good. His hands tightened in my hair, pulling it and he began pushing me down on him, forcing me to speed up. Always happy to comply, I accelerated my rhythm, adding my hand to the base of his cock and matching my stroking with my sucking. It was but a few seconds of this when I heard a low “oh god” and I felt the first stream of hot cum pouring into my mouth. He came so much, he almost choked me, but I didn’t stop swallowing and milking the last drops from him. I sat back on my heels and watched him trying to catch his breath. Who ever thought a Monday could be so enjoyable?
I lost my virginity at a Motel 6 in the summer of 1996. It didn't start out especially pleasant. We'd rented the room, along with another couple, to do just that. However, just previous to the renting of the room, my best friend and I had gotten our belly-buttons pierced - and liquored ourselves up with a bottle of Vodka between us to calm our nerves (it was my first extraneous piercing). I vaguely remember some heavy making out before I passed out. The next thing I remember was hanging over the toilet bowl with my first mate holding my hair. Rather than take advantage of me, he took care of me. We went back to bed after I expelled the evil fluids from my body - and awoke in the early morning hours. He looked at me and said, "Let's take a shower together."
We took turns soaping each other up, washing each other's hair and spent a great deal of time caressing each other's wet, slick body parts. We kissed under the pounding water and he lifted me up and tried to enter me. I was so tight; we had problems. We got out of the shower and commenced on a towel we'd spread out on the bathroom floor, and then somehow ended up with me sitting on the counter near the sink. I'm sure this tight pussy he seemed to be having trouble getting into was frustrating, but he didn't show it. He smiled at me, grabbed a bottle of conditioner and slathered it all over his cock - then rubbed some on me. He slid into me, slowly, in one fluid motion and my life was changed forever. I'll never forget that initial sensation of having a hard cock sink deep inside of me. That first moan - a mixture of sudden, intense pleasure and mild, pleasant surprise. A fiend was born.