He was SO BIG.

I'm no unknown to a dick as I've had my funfair ploughshare. black one, 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 Holy Scripture to actions, and I was more than ready for him. I said piece of tail it to the formalness and met him at his place with nothing on. Literally nothing, not even a trench coating. I decided to delve into full-of-the-moon tartdom and come conceitedness 6 vogue : teddy, supporter, thigh highs, bounder, 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 room access, 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 protrusion in his pants was so insubstantial I started laughing. " What's in there, some sock and T-shirt ? " I couldn't believe he had gone to such lengths to impress me. But then he reached in and began to unwind that mug. What ? I had to force the glob that appeared in my throat to disappear. That mug was so AWESOME that every porta on my body was screaming to get close to it, but my green horse 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 self-aggrandizing. I had no choice but to posit. I dropped to my knees in presence of it and told him to taste 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 nerve. It felt so good I asked for more. And more. And more. When I could find my typeface was starting to twist red, I opened my rima oris as wide as I could to aim that mug in. I could only get my mouth over the headspring and it had my darn 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 succeeding to his balls and licked all the way to the tip and without lifting my tongue, ran it back down to the foot. I kept this going until I had a rhythm on his dick and then added some hired hand movements to imitate giving him head. I kept my oral fissure wet so that we didn't miss a beat. I felt him stiffen in my manpower and under my glossa. He reached around and started fingering my clit which was already soaking wet and then ran his other hand down the quip of my ass, which was also wet. He kept massaging both until I literally dripped succus on the base. At that point I couldn't take it anymore. I laid back on his bed, grabbed both of my branch and placed them behind my head teacher. I spread my pussy sassing apart so he could get a full view. My eyes told him exactly what to do.

He came at me with that demon in mitt and rubbed the head into my snatch 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 straits 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 advertise him away a bit. It hurt like hell but felt good at the Saami time. He could tell I was trying to drive him away but got the practiced 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 fit him. He pumped in and out and as soon as I got my bearings, my eubstance responded in kind. I could sense him deep in my venter, feeling like he was about to burst through to my dresser. He was, by far, the best sex I'd ever had.

I came the number 1 metre within five minutes of him fully entering me, and again 10 mo later when he didn't stop. I held on to his neck opening and back for dear life-time and let him knock the tail end out from under me. I knew I would be sore and swollen when he finished but I didn't aid. 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 dull down there. Then I felt him try to bind that big matter in my ass and I had to protest. My twat would come back to normal with some ice. My ass was another news report altogether. He put it in from behind doggystyle and my body set to his will. I lay with my bureau straight on the bed with my ass up for maximum incursion. I wasn't ready for what delight this experience was set to bring me. After five good cam stroke I started crying, my tears serving a dual purpose. He had taken me to new peak 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 prick 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 twine around him and attract him close, but for him that was ordinary. But getting up from the bed was not an option either - my organic structure was spent. I heard him get in the cascade and decided to let sleep take me away from this muckle I'd walked into.

I'd ambition of that teras for the succeeding seven nights....