I had just got back from a week off visiting family and I was keen to get back in the water. But first, the mundane stuff. Carrying dive gear, settling people into rooms, making sure they knew their dive times… made me fall asleep where I stood.
“Check-ins are here!”
I make my way to the van and I freeze where I stand. He’s cute, Asian looking, tall, cuddly build but not quite fat. He sees me staring at him and I stutter out a hello, then get back to work.
I check the board and I’ve been put on the dive with him the next day. Turns out his dad runs the tour company and they specialise in French clients – great news for me since I speak the language. He makes a point of sitting next to me on the boat, constantly purring in my ear statements like “Guess I’ll have to get you wet without any dive gear” and teasing me ever so subtly.
The next night I get my pizza and sit at the restaurant. He joins me and we start talking. Turns out we play the same games and have a similar, flirty sense of humour about us. Eventually I cave. “Come to my room in a couple minutes” I say.
My lights are off and I’m trying to psych myself up. “what am I doing?” part of me says, then I hear a knock. I pull him in for a kiss without even switching on my lights and fireworks go off in my head. We ended up practically tearing the clothes off each other, my hand starts sneaking downwards under his boxers and I actually gasped. He must have been at least 6 inches. I straddle him, start grinding and it keeps growing. Eventually I work up the courage and slide him inside me. I couldn’t help but let out a low moan.
At this point I started feeling a little dominant so I grabbed his wrists and started riding. I’m slowly trying to work my way down this massive cock when he takes over and gets all the way in with one big thrust. I feel my legs buckle a bit
“Call me master”
Now this flipped a switch in me. Suddenly I didn’t really feel like being in charge. He grabbed my wrists, pinned them behind my back and started pounding. I felt myself getting close. I start breathing more and more heavily as he goes harder and harder until finally I finish hard, unable to silence myself.
He flips me onto my back and puts my legs over his shoulders before starting again. At this point I was reduced to a whimpering mess, unable to form a coherent word. I’m holding on for dear life, clawing up his back and leaving bite marks all over his arms and shoulders. He’s close. I finally manage to stutter out for him to finish all over my chest. He does so and we both collapse into a sweaty, satisfied mess.
After multiple rounds and only an hour of sleep that night work the next day was definitely interesting.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/drxcmt/mf_my_first_big_cock
6 inches is big for you? Poor girl