2018 wound up pretty disastrous for me, sex-wise, so I started off 2019 with a bang (literally, though that’s a different story).
I’ve gotten a lot of questions about my username and why I picked it- and the answer was that, once upon a time, I was looking for a big dick to fuck. Like, really big. I did learn, real quick, that I wanted the full package- big dick plus fun and kind and good in bed- and that’s incredibly difficult to find. I had a few experiences with dudes who were well-hung but not HUGE, and one exceptionally promising date that ended before I could get more than my hands on him.
I wasn’t specifically looking for a big dick, when I got back on my bullshit and started dating like mad in January, but regular fun sex was more important. I met Charlie on an app, one that I was about to delete, kind of accidentally. It took several weeks for us to meet (what’s up, fellow non-monogamous workaholics?), but we finally found some free time in our schedules and met for lunch.
Side note: Men in their 40s are just SO DAMN HOT. The confidence, the salt and pepper hair, the honesty. I’m just so delighted that I’m finally in an age range where 40-49 is totally reasonable AND a lot of those dudes are chill with my slightly-younger age. I’ll be dating men in their 40s until I’m in my 60s, I swear.
So, Charlie. He’s taller than me, trains in a martial art so he’s built like a rangy, muscular elf, dark hair and eyes, cute goatee, and the smirky kind of good looking that makes me giggly. I was done right away.
On our second date, we made it back to his place- conveniently, down the street from my house! We made out on the couch for quite some time, kissing is my favorite. I thought I got some hints when he was grinding on me, but nothing prepared me for when clothes started coming off.
Like, damn. I almost put my eye out when I yanked his boxers down, and almost nine inches of dick came springing up. All dick is good, really, but not all dick is pretty- and his ‘couldn’t get my hand around it’ girth was gorgeous. I was sitting on the floor while he was standing, and I kind of forgot what I was supposed to be doing- I just wanted to stare, and stroke, and stare some more. He laughed- told me later that he was delighted with my reaction, but did think it was funny.
I worked as hard as I could to blow him, though I don’t have a very big mouth and it was a challenge (gag reflexes are important but also dumb). I put a note in my phone later, to bring chloraseptic spray the next time we saw each other so I could maaaaaybe get more of him in my mouth (I did, it helped).
But I knew what I wanted, really. I kept ending up at third base with these big-dicked dudes, and I wanted to fuck one. Fortunately for me, Charlie was more than willing, especially after I mentioned my predicament. Men really do like being the first to do something!
He tossed me back onto the bed (martial artist, swoon) and gave me one of the fastest finger-induced orgasms I’ve ever had. One condom and a bunch of lube later, that monster dick was about to impale me.
I took a deep breath as he nudged the head in, and I could feel my body stretch to fit him. He went so damn slowly, very carefully, barely a centimeter at a time, watching my face intensely.
Tell me if it hurts, he said. It feels fantastic, I responded in a half-moan, keep going.
And it did- I’ve played with big toys, alone and with other partners, but nothing compares to the real thing. So thick, so hot, so smooth. When he was about halfway in, he reached down to roughly rub my clit. I was already so excited at being fucked by this giant dick that it didn’t take more than a few quick movements for my next orgasm to start. He smirked at me, and shoved the rest of the way in.
And that was it- I’d taken the huge dick all the way in, and didn’t split in half (though I was worried for a moment). He gave me a second to get used to the feeling and come back to earth from my orgasm, before he lifted one of my feet to his shoulder, and started thrusting.
I’m sure my words became incoherent quickly, from the stream of ‘jesuschristfuckwowawesomebig’ that turned into moaning, followed by something like screeching. I had one more orgasm as he hit just the right spot inside my body, while he grabbed my chin and demanded that I look at him – he just wanted to watch me fall apart.
A few thrusts later, he pulled out, yanked the condom off, and sprayed my cleavage with his cum.
Later, I walked a little bit funny all the way down the street to my house, without bothering to clean off my boobs. Thankfully, regular-size dicks still fit fine and give me plenty of pleasure, but having a big one just a few minutes’ walk away is terribly fun.
We’ve continued to see each other for sex and great conversation, when we’re both free. I can still say that I’m not *really* a size queen, but I’m also the kind of slut who can enjoy playing one when necessary.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bj8mg2/mf_the_new_one_big_dick_adventure