Backstory …..
This began when I got a message from “Dude” on Reddit, asking me to rate a couple photos of women, dressed, not nude. I told him to send a few and I’d see if I liked them well enough to comply. As things developed, the pictures were better than decent and we started messaging back and forth about two of the seven women (Petra and Anouk, both 6′ tall) and slender brunettes, from Denmark, where women look better than they have the right to look.
“Dude” started referencing his small dick and how he wished his GF Petra had a big dick to rail her. That’s where he assumes I am that big dick guy, and starts giving me tips about what gets him going, and what kind of closet slut she is, hidden under the veneer of a vivacious, but inexperienced lover. How committed she is to him, but she silently craves the big dick lover to dominate her. I thought about things and said to myself, “OK, let’s see where this goes.”
Notes …..
When a line begins with “Dude Responds”, what follows is a quote about the story from the man whose fantasy is to be cucked by his GF, Petra.
This is a long post. There are four parts to the story, I’ll put all four out here if there’s interest:
Part 1 … Getting Started With Anouk
Part 2 … Friday/Saturday with Petra … starts here
Part 3 … Saturday Night
Part 4 … Weekend with Anouk and Petra
**Part 2 Starts Here …**
A couple days after we spent a wild afternoon in her apartment having sex, Anouk texted me, still sore from the wreckage, but happy. “What do you think about the weekend plan with Petra”, she asked. I told her to set it up. It’d be good either way, whether she was alone, or had her friend along with her. Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights on the coast, we’d have a good time, both in and out of the hotel room. Pick a place with amenities, and right by the water.
Anouk put the plans in motion, even suggesting a few things as she did. Said her friend Petra was both excited and apprehensive! I liked what she laid out thinking there would be tension from the beginning. Her friend needed a getaway bad, but thought three people in one hotel room might be awkward. Felt like she would have to leave Anouk and me alone some of the time if there wasn’t the right vibe.
The other option appealed to her though!
I got there first, was checked in and took advantage to sit outside to get some sun. Petra and Anouk were not expected until dinner. I even had time to workout. As it turned out, Petra arrived after 8 pm. I was in the room watching TV when she opened the door to let herself in. I helped with her bag and asked if I should help Anouk with hers.
“Anouk had to stay behind, she’s not here. She had an emergency but will come tomorrow instead.”
Petra got settled, but I could tell she was apprehensive because we had not met, only knew what Anouk had told us, so I left the room and told her to meet in the lobby in 15 minutes. Hotel’s restaurant was closing but we could walk a few blocks to a pub and get to know each other. She took 25, but she’d changed into dark grey leggings, a crop top that showed her toned middle off, covered by a half-buttoned flannel shirt. Hair pulled back, and at 6′, she looked amazing, slender and prettier than the pictures I’d seen.
She ordered a glass of wine and I had a couple shots of whiskey. Food came as we were talking and we ordered a 2nd round of drinks. Anouk called to explain her absence and said she thought she’d be free of her last-minute obligation by dinner Saturday. Said she’d see us then, and if we did decide to have sexy fun, to save some up for her. I responded by saying I thought the prospects were dim. Petra heard the conversation and giggled at the exchange.
The second glass of wine loosened Petra up some and she inquired about me and Anouk, said she’d heard a little … hint, hint. I told her to spill it – what had she heard and what did she think?
She said Anouk fucked me behind her BF’s back, and she wanted more. Said I was rough with her, but also tender in between and after. She liked that I made her cum three times (or more), she couldn’t quite remember all the details. What Anouk hadn’t told her was about the 2nd time we’d met up – a hard fuck session about about 10 pm to midnight when I had an overnight for work. And that I took care of Anouk before I took care of myself. But also that I took what I wanted, when I wanted it. She muttered something else but I didn’t catch it.
I asked why Petra didn’t cancel when Anouk was delayed. Why would she want to venture out with a man she did not know, a couple hours out of town – in a shared hotel room no less? Her response said a lot. “There’s something Anouk said you did to her,” she said. “I’ve never really been pile driven – don’t even know exactly what it is, but it sparked something in my imagination the way Anouk described it. And my BF isn’t doing it for me!”
I felt the tide turning as Petra shifted from a prim and proper, demure beauty, to a more provocative woman. We talked some and ordered another round of drinks. With alcohol kicking in, she was more free with her thoughts. I flat out asked if she and Anouk had sex with each other, and if so, how frequent? What did they do to each other?
Petra dodged the question, but she touched my arm a number of times and used her leg to stroke the inside of my calf muscles. Her expression lost some of her innocence, but she was far from slutty, really just borderline giddy and suggestive.
She said “But. like Anouk, I have a BF.”
“He’s not here, is he?” I asked.
“No, he’s home working” she responded.
“Do you run out on him often, or does he think you’re just away on holiday with Anouk? Does anyone know that Anouk runs behind her BF’s back to get what she wants?”
Petra shot back “What is it that makes you so pure. Do you have a girlfriend and does she know you’re here?”
“I have a close friend that’s a woman and she does not keep tabs on me. But she does know I do what I want and I take what’s there for me to take. I don’t expect anything from her that I don’t give back to her. So we’re cool with each other, and that’s as far as it goes. When I’m with her, I’m there, 100%!”
Petra ordered yet another drink and after that we danced a few, getting close enough to touch, flirt and feel each other. I realized though, just how drunk she was now, and that it was my responsibility to return her to the room in one piece – that she was not in a position to make any informed decisions about who or how to fuck.
We headed back to the hotel before midnight, with Petra walking a crooked line down the sidewalk. She’d stumble into me where I needed to catch her so she didn’t fall face flat. And she wrapped a long arm over my shoulders because, she slurred, I was her date.
Back at the room, I balanced her while trying to 1) have her pee; 2) pull the covers back to the bed she’d be in, and 3) get her into the bed and cover her up. No attempt was made to undress her, but when I was almost done, she reached up to pull me down, asking for a goodnight kiss. A request I was compliant with, but not the amount she had in mind. She whimpered a bit when she realized I was not climbing in bed to fuck her, but in about three minutes she was out like a light.
I woke early, before 8 am to find Petra sleeping still, so I busied myself on my phone, checking email and texting with Anouk to report on the evening. Wanting Petra to sleep, I stayed in bed and day-dreamed about the day ahead, getting morning wood at the thought of having sex with Petra – yeah, I was rock-hard, stroking my hammer lightly, half asleep still, when I was startled by a hand lightly touching me in the same spot I was touching. Opened my eyes to see Petra, on her knees, out of bed and very interested.
I kept stroking, as did she, and we talked. She asked “is it as big as Anouk described it?”
“How big did she describe” I asked? Petra held her hands about 12 inches apart. “Bigger” I said sarcastically!
“Can I see?” she asked. I responded by saying, “It’s not something to be seen, it’s a tool to be used. Did you have anything in particular in mind?” She looked up at me, batting her eyes like the devilishly cutie she is. With that I traced two fingers across and around her pouting lips, lightly pushing and prodding them until she opened her mouth, coaxing me to fill her mouth up with my meaty fingers. I pushed fingers in and out of her mouth, hooking her jaw a couple times and mashing the palm of my hand flat against her face. She used her tongue to encircle my fingers and sucked in hard.
“If you do THAT, you can have a close up of the cock your hand is still stroking” and she pulled the cover down exposing me. In just a minute, she had the swollen head of my dick in her mouth, and she’d barely been awake for five minutes! She worked on me for about 10 minutes but could not wrap her whole mouth around me. “No worries, Petra. Every girl has trouble doing what you’re trying to do, but you’re doing good, just suck the head more vigorously and you’ll have me eating out of the palm of your hand.”
As she did, I taunted her by saying Anouk had told me Petra was too much of a “good girl” and that her BF did not push her buttons too far. “So I’m surprised you seem so willing to give me a blowjob without even knowing me for a full day!”
And I reached around to pull the back of her head down hard on my cock and told her to suck harder. My other hand reached down to cup her breasts and feel their weight. She kept at it when I told her a thing Anouk did that she was not doing. And that I could see what Anouk meant about her being more timid. She tried to not respond to that, but a look gave her resentment away and she picked up her pace. Not long after, I put a load on her lips and across the side of her face. She removed the globs after a minute with her finger, and then licked her finger clean.
I went for coffee and 30 minutes later I came back to the room. Petra was in the bathroom, so I snuck a peek inside. Naked, she was stepping into the shower, so I waited a minute, dropped my clothes on the floor and stroked myself half hard before stepping into the bathroom as well.
I announced myself as I pulled the curtain back to get a look at her long lean torso ….. and then stepped into the shower with her. Shocked, she pulled a towel from the rack to cover up, but I whipped it out of her hands and tossed it out of the shower. Panicked, she tried to cover up with her hands as the water pounded her shoulders and ran down across her hanging tits. “What the F…” she said in a muffled yell.
“What do you think, showering just like you. Hand me the soap please?” And I lathered myself up as I reached out to pull her into me so I could lather her. “It’s OK to relax Petra. Oh fuck, your boobs are sweet and I think you’re horny, since your nipples are rock hard” I pulled her around with her back to me, soaping her front and down between her legs – her hands making an attempt to push me away, but I felt it was an act.
Almost done I said, as I slipped my now raging hard-on between her legs and pumped back and forth. Just give me a minute and I’ll be out. I held her as she shook, finally saying “Your cock’s too big, it won’t fit.”
“Not used to big, are you? Just rock up and down, baby, I told her, just rock up and down. ….. Do you wish your BF was here instead of me? Or are you starting to like this big fat cock that’s pumping you?”
Pumping between her legs, all slick and moist, “Anouk said your guy was kind of weak, small-dick weak! But you’re too shy aren’t you? Last night, when you were drunk, you wanted me to fuck you and you were a talker. Do you remember anything you said to me last night?”
“I was drunk, I don’t know what I said, but I was drunk” she said.
I said “I’m getting out now, I can tell you more about last night when you’re dressed and we’re out. I reserved a boat for us at 11:30. You need to eat before then.” And I got out and dressed.
Petra took a long time in the bathroom, fixing her hair and what-not, and when I went by the bathroom door it was slightly open. Taking a peek I could see she was busy jilling herself, standing at the mirror, tits out, hard nipples still, working two fingers in and around her pussy, eyes closed. I think she’d been like that for a while and I can’t be sure she finished the job, but she came out five minutes later looking fresher.
Purposely, I’d put on loose fitting shorts, no briefs, wanting to advertise my package to her curious eyes. She’d dressed in tight jeans, a tight black top with no bra and the same loose-fitting flannel shirt as the night before. Curly long brown hair I wanted to wrap my fingers in. Her first words were “What did I say last night?”
“You said you were curious because of what Anouk said about me – how much fun we had. About your BF, and you hinted about some other things, I can tell you more on the boat ride. You look delicious today, long and lean. I love tall! Let’s head out. There’s a shop where we can have coffee and buy a sandwich for the ride. It’s a 2 hour harbor tour on a small boat. Dress warm, honey! When we get back I want to swim in the pool and take a sauna – interested?”
She paused and said, “You know I have a BF. So I don’t like you hitting me up. You can fuck when Anouk gets here. I’ll lay quietly in the other bed and listen to you two.” After the flirting, the drunk kiss, a blowjob and facial she was coerced into and the shower, I knew she wanted to put some distance between her pussy and my cock, but we were off to a good start to the day.
As I got to the door I stopped short, letting her get close to running into me, turned around and said, “Just to be clear, I don’t give a fuck about your BF, not one fuck! We’re here for a good time, whether Anouk is here or not. Are you with me or not?”
I’d known her for less than a day and we’d kissed (drunk), she blew me and got facialed in the process, and my hammer was 1/2 inch from pushing inside her moist pussy while her breasts were being fondled and nipples pinched. And now she sat there, trying to look cool and composed, sipping coffee and looking out at boats in a harbor this warm Saturday morning. At least she did not try telling me “You know, I have a boyfriend!”
“Dude Responds” – this is getting me off!
On the boat we stood together at the bow, wind blowing and temperature about 10 degrees cooler. Her flannel was not enough to keep her warm and when the wind blew her nips poked through her black top. She seemed self-conscious but did not button up. I stayed close enough for her to take some of my body heat, wrapping a long warm arm around her a couple times. Each time she shuddered, I could feel.
Still a little sassy when she said she hoped Anouk would be there sooner than later, and when she said that I left her alone to circle the deck. About ten minutes later she came looking for and found me flirting with a nicely thick blonde slut at the stern. She’d seen us in the lounge the night before and thought Petra was my GF.
I told her (Greta) that Petra wasn’t my girlfriend and that I might be available later that night, and took her number. I knew then I’d be fucking someone that night. Greta was a real peach! Seeing me with the blonde seemed to wake Petra up and she started being nicer to me, since she’d seen the sexy Greta text me and my return text.
When Petra asked, I just told her Greta wanted to know if Petra and I were a sure thing. I told her we were not.
Petra asked about Greta, did I like her and why. I told her I liked that Greta had some curves and was full-figured. Said she looked strong, like maybe she could toss me around if the opportunity presented itself.
Petra looked at me in all seriousness and said “I’m strong! I work out and stay fit. Well, stronger than I might look.” That made me chuckle and I said that tall was as good as strong, but they were not the same thing. And that I could toss her like a salad if it came to that.
I told Petra … Maybe you could show me later how strong you are. Then I’d know if I needed to dial up Greta for some late night fun – that is if Anouk doesn’t show up. Petra shot back at me “you’re kind of a prick, you know. Anouk will be here!”
Baiting her a little, I shot back that it’s good if Anouk is here. While you and her do whatever you do, I can run out and pound Greta. Should just take an hour.
“But if you were to show me how strong you are, maybe I’d change my mind about tapping that!”
Speechless, she just stammered “Yeah, you’re a prick!”
To which I smiled and responded … “Yes, I have a prick, it’s the one you sucked this morning, the one you felt between your legs. It’s big and fat and it gets really hard. But I’m more than just my prick! Ask Anouk.” An exasperated Petra walked off to the bow to be by herself. So I went back to talk with Greta again.
I wasn’t away too long, but Petra was glued to the spot where I left her. She wasn’t mad and liked me being close – again for the body heat and back hug. I’d been doing my best to swing my pole every chance I had and I used this opportunity again to push into her ass. I know she could feel it pressing in since I’d been half-hard the whole boat ride. We were getting close to the dock so I confirmed with her the plan to sit by the pool and soak up the last bit of good afternoon sun.
Sitting down at the pool alone, my phone rang – Anouk calling. Her first words were “I think Petra’s interested. And who the hell is Greta?” So you called her, I asked. “No, she called me. She’s flustered, doesn’t think you think much of her – and she went there because she gets nothing from her weak-ass BF. Second time now, who the heck is Greta.”
“Sorry – that’s funny. Greta is my cousin. I saw her on the boat and am using her to see Petra’s reaction. There’s no way I’m tapping that. Petra doesn’t know who she is though, and that suits me just fine! Anouk – did you tell her you’re not coming up here until tomorrow after lunch”
“No – she still thinks I’ll be there tonight, but it’s not 100% certain”
Just as I was hanging up with Anouk, Petra walked up to join me poolside. She looked fantastic, that long, lean girl, nice ass and perky tits hidden by a modest bikini and wrap around robe. We ordered drinks – just one – and about 4 pm I told her I was headed for the sauna, would she like to join, and inside we went to the spa.
Like most saunas, there’s an expectation that people stay covered up, so naked under a towel or robe … and the hotel provided robes for that purpose. Again – she looked hot as fuck in her robe, showing a fair amount of skin, but still shy and covered up. In the meantime, I took every opportunity to shift positions and give peeks to her of my now stiff hammer.
And she took a peek(s). I was leaning back against the wall, eyes closed, except occasionally opening one eye to see what Petra was up to. What I found was that she was giving my cock long sideways glances. If she could have gotten away with full on staring, I have no doubt she would have.
And she damn near fell off the wooden bench when I asked her a question. The look on her face was priceless as she tried to determine if I’d busted her or not. “Can I ask you a personal question?”
“Hmm, yeah I guess” she responded.
“I have a sense that you and Anouk are more than close friends, and I think you know what I mean in asking this.”
She stammered and said, yeah, but just more curious than anything.
“You like kissing her, holding her nice body, and maybe other stuff?” Another muted confirmation from Petra.
“Does your BF know, and would he care?” He’d care, and no, he’s unaware. We’ve been very discreet, she told me.
“But you don’t carry on with any other guys, do you” I asked? “Pretty faithful to him, right?” She stammered out a delayed, non-convincing confirmation.
The sauna was empty, so we could carry on the discussion we were having BTW. My eyes had been closed this whole time, and my hand’s been lightly touching my now full-on hard cock. I acted like I was trying to hide it from her sight, but my glances further confirmed just how intently she’d been locked in on me, on that big and hard dick she’s sucked that morning.
It was then that I shifted positions to lay down on the top bench, hard cock full-masted and free from the confines of the hotel robe. “So you work out, Petra? You said you were strong when we were out on the boat today. How strong do you think you are?”
“Strong enough to make you feel it,” she said. My eyes were locked on the back of her head, which was turned the opposite way looking over her shoulder again at my standing straight-up dick. She couldn’t see me, but if she had, she’d have melted then and there.
“Sounds like Anouk won’t get here till late tonight. What would you like to do?” She said we could go to the same place as last night, if that’s OK.
“Deal” I said. “Getting rather hot in here, so I’m going to shower. Meet you back at the room, OK? You can show me just how strong you are.”
“What did you have in mind?” she asked.
“Don’t know – they are your muscles, so I’d suggest you tell me how you’ll slay this dragon.” And with that I shook my dick back and forth beneath my robe, opened my eyes and slowly got up to leave the sauna. “See you in a bit!” All I heard was a gulp as I walked out of the sauna.
The bait was placed, with Anouk sending Petra my way and then backing out for a couple days. I’d annoyed Petra to the degree she had something to prove to me. We were still alone and she was more than curious about the big cock she’d had her eyes on in the sauna. My dilemma was how to pull it all together. So once again I laid out on one of the beds to ponder options until Petra came back up to the room about 10 minutes later.
Still not time for dinner, Petra lay down on the other bed facing me and we talked, this time like we were friends. It was nice, and then I asked what she’d come up with to show off her strength. Smiled and said she’d ruled out arm-wrestling, wrestling, weight-lifting, push-ups and pull-ups. But she thought that if I let her put me in a choke-hold, she could keep it for a count to five.
“Too short!” I shot back. “Make it a twelve-count!, anybody could make it to five.” So we set ground rules in place.
1. I couldn’t pull her hair.
2. No punching.
3. I couldn’t take her to the floor.
4. No eye gouging.
“There needs to be stakes,” I said. Petra looked puzzled. “You win, you get something from me, I win and I get something from you. Tell me what you want if you win and I’ll say the same,” I said. “You first.”
Petra said she wanted to be massaged. “Same, but it’s you I want to massage” I said, “plus a kiss to get it started! Take a few minutes to get ready. And to be fair to us both, I’ll kneel on the corner of the bed to give you some leverage, OK?” We agreed and were ready.
Petra started by cinching her left arm around my neck and locking the wrist with her right arm folded back toward her. I told her to get it cinched good, and that I’d be as gentle as I could be with her, but that I wanted to win this tussle. It’d be her job to count slowly to 12, but I’d also count, unless of course she actually was able to choke me out.
Her arms were very long and very lean, both things that would work against her, but I liked the feeling of being all wrapped up by this slender beauty. And with a deep breath, she tugged tight and we were off and running. First thing I did was meant to deceive, and I tugged at her left arm to make her think I was going to pull her arm away. She flexed with this and I paused, kind of went limp as she reached the four count. Then I tugged with my left arm again at the five count, while I shot my right arm up and behind me to break her grip from the inside.
At seven I had shifted to half-face her and just continued that movement. The twisting, now at the nine-count put us face to face and at the count of eleven, I’d lifted her, putting her on her back on the bed. We both laughed at the silliness of this little stunt, but I declared myself the winner nonetheless. She had no good counter-argument and we chuckled again.
Trying to push me away, I stayed on top and said “no – a deal’s a deal”, lowering my face to hers. “Remember, start with a kiss!” “Ooh” was all she said as I put my lips to hers and nibbled slowly before sliding my tongue into her open mouth. And this was the moment things flipped!!!!!
“Dude Responds” … I’m so hard, she’s going to fuck you!
In kissing her I pressed my weight on top of her lithe figure and told her to wrap her arms around my neck, tight like you tried before. She did and I pulled her whole body up toward the headboard, her legs now fully stretched out on the bed, but beneath me. And I kept the kiss going. Long, slow, sloppy and intimate. As we kissed, I was positioning her legs spread and my pelvis to line up between those long sexy stems of hers. She made no move to stop kissing me back, so there we stayed for a good 15 minutes.
By this time I was actually massaging her with my pelvis, thrusting hips and my fully engorged rock-hard penis into her. Her top had been pushed up to expose her breasts and my hands roamed all over her body. “I can only imagine you are one hot fuck, my new sexy friend, One hot fuck!”
That lewd comment got her attention, making her pause. She said those famous words yet again … “You know I have a boyfriend” and she whimpered for me when I pinched her nipple and squeezed hard. I stayed on and kissed her for another minute, and there was no skip in her kissing me back.
“I know you do. But I don’t give a fuck about your BF at this very moment. And how do you think he’d feel, his girlfriend grinding in a hotel room with a guy she just met, not a day ago. A guy that apparently is equipped in a more profound way than he is to bring her pleasure. So yeah, I don’t give a fuck about your BF. I think it’s time for the massage. To do this right, you’ll need to take your clothes off, understand”
And Petra dutifully got up, went to the bathroom to pee and came back to my bed covering herself with a long towel. She stretched herself out facing down, with that nice little butt sitting atop her long fucking legs. And we began. “To be fair, I told her I should also be naked” and my package was freed from the confines of my shorts. “After all, the cock is what got us here, isn’t it.” So I stripped down also and got started.
Massaging her upper body was not so easy because there wasn’t a lot of meat to maneuver and dig in to, so I concentrated on her sides, rib cage, touching the sides of her perky tits at all opportunities. I also positioned myself at the head of the bed to lightly massage her skull, temples, cheeks, around her eyes and neck. All she did was purr at this, until she noticed the presence of my big dick rubbing against her cheeks.
Politely, she asked if she could stroke me … just a little … and she got an affirmative response. Her soft hand felt great, soft, but I felt the biggest payoff for the massage would come from below her waist so I shifted away from her head.
Starting at her hips, I slowly worked down the outside and backs of her thighs and calf muscles before massaging each foot for about five minutes. Tension building for us both because I really, really wanted to spend time inside those long legs, her most sensitive areas. And that I did, taking a good 10 minutes to get to the Y – that divine place where everything comes together for both sexes.
And every move I made with my hands to her ass and pussy were met with little yelps, twitches and movements, until such time I asked if she’d like me to get her to orgasm (her second of the day).
Soon after stroking her to orgasm I instructed her to flip over. And from the side I finished the massage by tweaking her nipples, very hard nipples now, stroking her breasts, tracing my fingers on her lips and spreading her moist pussy lips open. As I did, her left hand just locked onto my shaft and slowly pumped me. It was good that I’d come earlier, that allowed me to tolerate her soft hands. And I asked. “Did Anouk tell you we each were tested for STDs before the trip?”
She nodded yes and I asked, “What about you?” She nodded a second time. And my last question ….. “What would your boyfriend have to say now?” Whispering now she said, “He might not like it, but he knows he doesn’t have the equipment to make me shake and quiver, he’s kind of a small dick guy!”
“The massage is over now, but there’s one or two things I’d like to explore with you – is that OK?”
“Oh Yeaeaeaeahh, It’s what I thought you were going to ask, and yes” was her response.
So I positioned my lips to her pussy and spent the next ten minutes prepping her, getting her off once again and getting her wet wet wet, before I set my hammer down. First sliding up and down the length of her opening before shoving into her tight hole.
“Dude Responds” – she didn’t ask you to use a condom?
And I fucked her. Stuffing my big cock inside, she had an immediate reaction, bracing herself for something so unfamiliar and so penetrating. Thank god she was good and ready, I slid inside and then pulled out. Repeating this motion slowly, carefully I lowered my torso down on top of hers, kissing her and enjoying the sensation of her nails strafing my chest, pulling chest hair, scratching my sensitive nipples and then pulling me close.
She wrapped her long legs completely around me and had her arms pulling me down by the neck. I was coiled in this position for just one thing – the in and out motion filling her up, and we stayed like this the whole time. At one point, I whispered in her ear … “you are one hot fuck, Petra … I want you to cum on my cock.”
She took a minute, gasping and sputtered out, “You mean you want me to cum … again” Yeah … and shortly after that I pulsed as deep inside her pussy as possible, then stayed in her for a couple minutes making sure the seeds were planted. I pulled out and collapsed beside her, both of us sweaty and out of breath. The lights had been on the whole time (really my only regret) and the dinner hour was fast approaching.
“Dude Responds” – and she let you cum inside
“What would your BF say if he could see what we just did, and how deep you took me, Petra?”
“He’d be pissed, but right now I can’t care. He’s such a small dick ….. He doesn’t get me off. God I can’t believe how much cock I just took, and I know there’s more I didn’t get! I wish he’d seen that, I really do.”
“Dude Responds” – really makes me hard comparing your big dick to my small one, excited af
“Dude Responds” – she’s such a slut, I knew she would give in
“Let’s be quiet now – I’ll set one hour on my phone. Sleep tight, you little princess, you little slut. The night’s not over!”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/r6mui5/dudes_cuckold_fantasy_fridaysaturday_with_petra_mf
Very good story.