A woman split me and my friend in two. [Group] [Exhibitionism] [Public] [FFT]

I was told my contributions to r/truebigdickstories would be appreciated here, so I’ll duplicate the posts. I’ll start off with my absolutely favorite sex story to tell. For reference, condoms were used in all situations where appropriate. I write these stories half for myself to read, and reading about putting on a condom just doesn’t do it for me. So fill in the necessary details as you see fit.

For a sake I wholeheartedly believe in, I have to make the following statement: If you are a guy reading this, I want you to be comfortable with your cock. Your size is your size, and you should be proud of it *no matter what*. Seriously. 99% of girls don’t care how large your cock is. If it’s actually *that* small, still don’t worry! I am infatuated with large cocks, and even after an 8″ thick one I have had some pussy-shattering sex with dudes that were well below average. And dudes are so disillusioned with how big their cocks are in general. If you’re 5″+ you have **literally everything to be proud of**, because likely scenario is you’re more than satisfying her in the size department. Please trust me on this. If you are still self-conscious or doubtful about your size, then rest assured that toys and other methods of satisfying her in that way more than suffice. **In the end, the sexiest thing perceivable is confidence.** I have had dudes with literal ‘cunt destroyers’ be embarrassingly terrible in bed due to self esteem issues. I actually ended up calling a fuck buddy with a small dick one of those nights to come take me like a real man. **If you feel sexy, then you are sexy.** Period.

From a previous post I made:

>I know you perverts (I’m one too, no judgment) are wondering.. so here’s me: I’m not “hot”, or at least I don’t think so. Dudes have told me I’m pretty, girls I’ve been friends with (and those I have been more than friends with) have told me that I have unfair eyes. I’m heavy for my height – probably 10-15 lbs. overweight. I’m pretty lazy about it, because I can be. I have had standard-deviation-breaking bras since 13; getting guys in bed hasn’t been hard except times when I get picky. Hips are clearly meant for baby making.. thanks, Mom.

My sorority sister, Ana in college showed up to Rush Week like 50 lbs. overweight, and she isn’t very pretty to be totally blunt. However, she was super cool and funny, so we gave her a bid. She had a few piercings in addition to earrings, and she dyed her hair different colors quite often (sometimes at the same time). The next semester she showed up and had lost a *lot* of the weight. Apparently she became a gym rat over the winter, and by the end of the semester was arguably the skinniest girl in the sisterhood. Seriously rockin’ body that girl earned. We fucked a few times over the next couple of years; the head that girl gives… legendary. After college she got her law degree, passed the Bar, and became a tax attorney/estate consultant for really, really rich people.

She happened to be at my 5 year college reunion, and I mentioned how my work brought me to needing a place in NYC but only for a month. Upon hearing the news she told me that I could crash on her pull-out couch at her place in Brooklyn for a small fee. Score. (Side note: She ate me out in the engineering quad that night. Sploosh.)

NYC is truly a magical place. Literally anything you could want from life you can find there. So anyway one of my friend’s clients is a gay couple, one of whom is bi, and they have an open relationship. As it turns out they are insanely comfortable with talking with their estate consultant about anything and everything sex, so they invited us to a party at a high end club in Manhattan that weekend. Little anecdote: that conversation somehow got onto the topic of my wanting to improve on giving head to guys, and I ended up blowing the bi guy right there in my friend’s office…

In NYC leaving the house at 11:00 p.m. is supposedly standard; it is after all the city that never sleeps. So we meet these guys at the club, and it is apparently a bisexual swingers’ party. As in, if you want to have sex with your partner in the club, then sure. If you want to masturbate next to people while watching them fuck, then sure. If you want to start a giant orgy, make sure everyone’s okay with what’s going down, then sure. Right there in the club. I couldn’t believe it either. Several drinks later, and I am getting constantly hit on by dudes, women, and married couples who are just infatuated with my bust. Eventually I had them out, and random people were coming up to me and just playing with them while I chatted with Ana and her clients. Several drinks after that, and my friend’s client was spit roasting his bi husband with another guy. That’s when I noticed that a good 10-15% of the place was involved in some hardcore action. Incredible.

My friend and I are still chatting, my breasts are still exposed, and my drink is nearly empty when a tall black woman with long slender legs wearing a crimson dress comes over to us and asks if she can buy us a round. This woman was *gorgeous*, so I couldn’t understand why she was wearing so much makeup. She had a smaller bra than my friend, and she smelled of some really obscure perfume. She – like the few other relatively brave souls at the event – immediately began to play with my right breast, and she introduced herself as Vera. I can’t remember what exactly she did, but I recall getting impressively turned on by her technique. She was chatting us up, and eventually Ana asked, “So.. who are you with?” Vera replied, “Just here by myself.” Ana made a skeptical face at me, glanced down at my breasts getting fondled, then followed up her question. “That’s a bummer. I was hoping there was some good.. phallic attention.. we could garner.” With almost no hesitation Vera retorted, “I’ve got half a mind to show you how much *phallic* attention you’re getting right now.” She took my hand; I was caught off guard by how strong she was. I soon found my fingers caressing a pair of balls. So many different thoughts ran through my head in that instant; this was a pretty sobering moment of that night. I suddenly understood why she was so slender, why she was wearing such obscure perfume, why she was wearing so much makeup despite having amazing bone structure, and why she she was so strong. I’ve been with one other like her before in my life, and I had a great experience sexually. Emotionally it was kind of weird – to be totally honest. Being as drunk as I was, sexually appealing was all the criteria I needed fulfilled. I didn’t expect to have any **serious** extracurricular attributes completely change the mood, though. She let go of my hand and left it cupping her balls. I navigated my hand upwards to the base of her penis and felt a nice semi-hard cock. Decently thick; nothing to write to the girls about. I began to go upwards to find the head.. and then kept going.. and she began to get hard.. and I kept sliding my hand up her shaft.. until I felt her get fully hard at a point where the lace panties she was wearing were threatening to burst. This cock I held in my hand was impossibly long. My eyes went wide; the look on Ana’s face immediately shifted to pure curiosity. I wish I could see the look on my face when I said, “Ana, do you have a tape measure in your purse?” I actually asked a few people if they had anything to measure with while I just held my hand on her shaft. No luck. I didn’t realize until she said something that I had left Ana completely in the dark about this mythical snake. “Hey.. let me see!” I pulled down her panties from her tugging cock, and I could see the spot of where her new boner hit her dress. I let go of it, and I lifted up her dress and let the penile length begin to reveal itself. Finally the slab of meat came swinging down like a hammer on my right breast.

This cock that just dropped was literally unbelievably long. It was way beyond practical, and trying anything with it was purely for the sake of novelty. Looking back on it, I think that I can assume that it was the result of just another plastic surgery that she had had. However, the hose was clearly functional; I just had to find out if it could still spray like one. As previously mentioned, this entire thought process must have sped its way through my head in a matter of two seconds, because the next thing I saw was Ana going to town on it. Vera let out a couple of lustful gasps, and I was still sitting there chest exposed and in shock. I knew immediately that this was the longest dick I would ever lay eyes on when Ana couldn’t fit the whole thing down her throat. She was visibly straining to try and get more of it down before she came back up gasping for air. A trail of saliva connected Ana’s bottom lip to Vera’s monster; Ana turned to me with a look of lust I haven’t seen in her before or since, and she kissed me. As we made out I could feel Ana take off her pants. She kissed me so hard and so passionately for so long, that I was oblivious to what Vera had been doing to Ana. Ana fell slightly and hung onto my shoulders, and then she buried her face in my chest as she yelled, “Oh, God! I can feel you stretching my stomach!” I looked and found Vera had taken my friend in the ass all the way up to the hilt. Ana lifted her face from my chest and arched her back, and that’s when I saw a clear jutting of Vera’s impaling cock in Ana’s tiny stomach. I watched and played with myself as Ana got fucked by a long, black dick, until eventually Ana leaned over and shoved her tongue into my soaking pussy. After some time, Ana and I came almost at the same time, resulting in Ana telling Vera that she would like to be able to walk home.

Vera theatrically pulled her massive shaft out of Ana, and walked over to me. “You’re not too scared, are you?” I replied, “Don’t hold back.” Ana got behind my chair and began to play with my bust while Vera lubed herself up with some saliva. She asked me for some more product, so I leaned forward and spat as much as I could on her long member. It was like staring down the barrel of a shotgun. “Good girl,” she told me. I started to rub my clit as Vera finished her prep and threatened to enter me. She slid in my aching vagina, but it wasn’t long before she was bottomed out a little more than halfway up her phallus. I told her that she hit my cervix, and she told me not to worry. She took one hand at the base of what was exposed and began to churn my pussy as she began thrusting. I had never felt anything like it before, and it was **incredible**. Ana had one hand on a breast and one hand on my clit. I pleasurably screamed through three orgasms in a span of no more than five minutes. Ana let go of my clit, because – as I would soon realize – she had a visitor of her own behind her. I never found out who that was. I also noticed that we had an audience. A couple, a number of guys, and my friend’s clients were all either admiring, touching each other, or fucking each other watching my situation. I never knew myself much of an exhibitionist, but I found myself asking her to fuck my ass. She pulled out, and complied with less hesitation than I had hoped for. It just kept going in. As it made its way through me I thought that there would be no end. I could literally feel her cock rearrange my insides to force me to accommodate for her erection; then finally I could feel her balls brush my bottom. Thank goodness.. before I was exactly ready she started moving. My clit immediately was begging to be rubbed, and I spared no time attending to my body’s demands. She sped up, and it didn’t take long for me to orgasm *hard*. She pulled out after my orgasm, and she moved her body closer until her cock rested in my cleavage. She was the first and last person to be able to fuck my tits standing up (doesn’t count 100% because I was in a stool/chair thing, but still.) I bent over slightly to assist her and began to use my hands to help. Her vigor escalated until I was on my knees matching her motions with my breasts in my grasp, and finally she dribbled a bit of thick cum on my breasts. From behind me Ana announced that she was cumming, and then she leaned over my head from behind to make out with me some.

Vera bought us some more drinks, Ana and I got cleaned up in the bathroom (which was very nice by the way), we exchanged phone numbers with Vera, and then left the club with Ana’s clients. I look back on the memory so fondly. It was so surreal, and to this day I still stop and ponder with awe about how stuff like that exists. Very crazy night.

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