DirtyR4R post about being a size queen leads to the best sex of my young li(f)e. (M/f)

My only ltr in college was on the "so big it hurts" side of the spectrum. He claimed to be about 9 inches long, and I see no reason not to take him at his word. Before he and I dated, I had been one of those girls who claimed "it was the motion of the ocean…" but 6 months after our break up I really craved a bigger boat.

I got drunk one night and posted a thing on dirty r4r asking for guys who where well endowed in my area. Not surprisingly, the sober light of day found my inbox destroyed.

Most of the guys where total skeeves or downright serial killer level creepy. There was one guy though. He was polite. He was funny. He was Johnathan.

Johnathan and I had actually been in a history class together, and I had always found him to be smart, charming, and not hard on the eyes. Well over 6 feet tall with a slim, muscular build and a tendency to dress extremely well, I had always found him alluring. And now here he was, responding to a post I had made asking for guys with big schlongs.

To his credit, he didn't mention that attribute. I just kind of took him at his word that he lived up to my request. We agreed to meet up at my apartment to hang out and see where things went.

About me: I am 5'6, at the time my hair was dyed red and cropped. I am half Turkish and half Italian, and I live up to at least half of my screen name. I decided to wear a sundress that showed off my "assets," and spent the day frantically cleaning the apartment and preparing myself in various ways. Jonathan had spent the entire day texting and honestly -even if I didn't have reason to believe that he had a big dick- he and I would probably had shagged like rabbits that night.

We hung out for a while, drinking whiskey and sharing stories about the states we each had grown up in. It wasn't long before whiskey made us frisky, and I found him a fantastic kisser. We made out for a bit over a half hour (the length of an episode and a half of Bob's Burgers, I couldn't believe he hadn't seen the show before and we had it on netflix for background noise).

After we had been necking for a while I leaned back, tried to act all coy. I twirled my hair, bit my lip and said "so, about that r4r post I made…."

He invited me to have a look for myself and… boy howdy.. .there is no other way to say this than to say his cock was magnificent. Maybe slightly shorter than my ex, but thicker and still long enough that I could stack both of my hands on it and still have some left over to put in my mouth. It was uncut and curved to the left slightly.

He asked me if it lived up to my expectations, but by that time I was already on my knees with the thing in my mouth, so all I could do was moan "mhhmhmm."

Not to toot my own horn, but I am GREAT at giving head. I started out more or less just slowly jerking him, his head in my mouth. Then I lowered, slowly, keeping in rhythm with my hand on his cock. I took it more and more until I gagged, loving the brief moment of panic that comes with choking on a guy's cock.

I sit up, still stroking him and let him take my dress down, play with my breasts. I put him between my "pups," loving that I could still see him and that they didn't swallow it up completely like most guys I had let titfuck me.

"God, you have such a pretty cock," I blurted out, knowing I sounded like a slut from a bad porno. He just groaned appreciation, stroking my hair. I returned him to my mouth, bobbing with more urgency this time. He apologized, said he didn't like head because he'd never come from a blowjob before. I took him out of my mouth long enough to say "challenge accepted." I stopped jerking with my hand, using it to steady him as I bobbed my head faster and faster. I rubbed my free hand up and down his inner thigh, feeling it surprisingly strong. I felt it suddenly tense, knew he was going to come soon before he told me. I did my best to take his full length right before he came, the warm reward hitting the back of my throat, forcing me to come up a bit so I didn't choke completely.

He lay on the sofa, completely drained. I stood up, took off my dress and walked toward my bedroom. I could feel his eyes on my ass in my thong and took a moment to sway my hips the best I could. "You coming with me or what?" I grinned over my shoulder.

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