💕 My Evolution into a size prince(ss)💕 [NB/NB] [AFAB/AMAB]

[Some Background] A little excerpt from a story I wrote about a Grindr encounter on my campus! I am by no means a virgin, but the only dicks I’d ever had inside me were about 7 inches (which definitely isn’t small!) But, with this person I met with, they were almost 9 inches & I think they may have gotten me hooked on bigger sizes for sure 👀

The editing is sparse and there may be some typos, so be kind, and hopefully enjoy

(& If you know me, uhhh no you don’t 😳)

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I glanced back and forth between my phone, squirming. I was gonna take a dick – and a massive one at that, for the first time in over a year.

After they let me in, we climbed the stairs to their dorm room once more. I gingerly shut their door behind us. As I happened to glance down at their pants while talking, I saw the biggest bulge I’ve pretty much seen poking through their pants.

I did everything I could to not audibly groan. They climbed up onto the bed with ease while I stripped off my jacket and some of my layers.

I rubbed my head and asked, “ Did you maybe have a smaller light?..Or do you mind if I turned the big one off?”

They nodded and agreed that we could turn off the lights. While I was drunk, and therefore a little more confident–I wanted to be able to focus on the task at hand without my shyness getting in the way.

After clicking off the light, I used a chair to clamber up on to their bed.

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I sat next to them on the bed, “ So uh, do you maybe want to..kiss?”

I felt so jittery but worked up, I was entirely sure I soaked through the thin panties I was wearing.

They hurriedly emitted an affirmation as our lips met.

I felt heavy with arousal, I immediately started grabbing at their shirt, looking for something to hold on to.

I breathed quickly between kisses as I moved my grasp to their pants. It was thick and hard, trying to  jump out through the fabric.

They audibly groaned. It was low and throaty, completely different from their talking voice.

It seemed like their nervousness had completely dissipated. 

I wanted to hear it again, so bad. I started stroking them over their pants, impatiently chewing my lip. I wanted it in my mouth already.

Feeling out of control, I quickly asked them to take off their pants. I had enough of just touching it. I practically shoved it all in my mouth the second I could.

I felt so full and excited, I eagerly licked them up and down. Spreading my wetness all over their shaft. They kept fucking groaning– that deep throaty groan, and it set me off, again and again.

I could sense a huge shift in their demeanor, and it was making my pussy throb.

I arched my back and went to work in between their legs; I wanted to choke on it, badly. I took them into my throat, many times– not gagging but annoyed that I couldn’t get it any deeper inside of me.

It took me awhile to realize between all the slurping and wet noises, that I was moaning too. I hummed contently on their dick while they caressed my head, guiding me through my sucking.

My ass was up in the air, my thin pants stretched even thinner.

“Yeah, suck that big fucking cock”, they whispered out between groans. 

My insides did a flip and I feverishly doubled down. I could not get over how this shy person, just morphed into this…fucking, top? But then again, I definitely was the same– I came absolutely undone when I got into the bedroom.

I loved dirty talk. I like how they called their cock big..it definitely was. Their cock was in my small mouth, making me drool all over it.

I kept squirming and sucking, getting more and more excited. They kept trying to reach around and feel my ass; feel my pussy over the thin layers of clothing I had on. Eventually I shimmied a bit closer to let them cop a more substantial feel.

They delved their hand under my pants and felt the outside of my panties, it really wasn’t until then that I realized how wet I’d gotten sucking their cock.

“You’re fucking soaked”, they groaned out

I squirmed around and made a huffing noise, you could probably call it a whimper. I felt small and embarrassed, I loved it.

I’m an immensely sensitive lover, and of course I love BDSM and possess many kinks.

Humiliation definitely being one of them–so while what they’d said definitely brought heat to my face, I was terribly turned on.

I sucked them for awhile, I really couldn’t get enough of how big it was. I had never had much issue taking cock into my throat before, but their thickness made it kind of challenging.

I liked hearing myself thrust their cock into the back of my throat, it made noises that just made me wanna fuck my face with their dick all night.

I’m guessing they wanted my pussy though, and I wanted them in me too. Even though I wanted them to fuck me, I reluctantly pulled my mouth from them when they asked about the condoms I brought.

I quickly hopped down and retrieved a couple, along with some lube and set them on their dresser.

Even in the darkness, seeing them struggle to squeeze their huge dick into the condom was a fucking turn on. I sheepishly apologized, they were the only condoms I had on hand.

They reassured me that tight condoms had been a thing they kind of had to deal with more than once. I hissed out a swear under my breath, gawking like a freak.

After they slipped on the condom, I asked them where they wanted me. We switched positions and I laid down under them on the bed, feeling flushed.

“ I should, probably use some lube”, I said laughing.

It’s not that I was worried about them not fitting, but more lube never hurt anyone. I leaned over and squeezed a small dollop from the tube I had placed on their dresser.

Hurriedly rubbing it between my thighs and wiping the excess on my chest, I laid back down.

“Welp..” I said sillily, “…have at it.”

I grinned nervously, anticipating them inside of me. They gave me a small chuckle and crawled in between my legs, hovering over me.

I was just waiting now, it felt like it took forever–I was insanely jittery.

They slipped the tip of their finger into me to find my entrance in the dark, which was then followed by the head of their dick. I whimpered as they wiggled themselves into me, attempting to slide in all the way.

I could feel my eyes rolling back in my head and we weren’t even halfway there. They hit a bit of resistance as they slid about halfway into me, the thickness of their cock stopping them.

I was losing myself already, I could feel it. They nudged a little bit and the rest of them snuggled up inside me, the end of them meeting my cervix. 

My small gasp turned into a full blown moan as they slid in.

I felt so fucking full, I didn’t know what to do with myself. It was tight, tighter than anything had ever felt going inside me before,I loved it. I started panting before they even started moving.

As they started to pump in and out of me, I started whimpering–stupidly loud. I was never quiet during sex, I always tried to be, but I could never do it. Noises were just coming out of me, it always happened in that way.

I whimpered in time with their thrusts, it was so fucking big, I felt like I couldn’t catch my breath. They continued on, making that deep groaning noise and driving me insane. My whimpers were ragged, sometimes wheedling out of me in long cries and some coming out as strangled grunts from the force of their thrusts.

I can’t exactly calculate when it happened, but at some point after they’d tried to shush me multiple times, and me gasping out a shitty little apology or two– their hand clapped over my mouth. I unconsciously moaned behind it.

I love breathplay, I love being gagged and silenced. My muffled moans escaped from under their hand in tandem with the uneven breaths exiting my nostrils. My eyes fluttered as I tried to breathe and process the feelings coursing through me. 

They cradled my head with one arm, as they thrusted into me with their other hand over my mouth. With how tight I was in conjunction with the condom, I wondered if it was too tight.

I had already came maybe once or twice, it gets tough to count at times. The second they’d clapped their hand over my mouth, I already felt another one begin to build. 

It was the thickness, stroking my insides, and the tip of their cock ramming my cervix–it was overwhelming. Throughout the years I’d been sexually active, I realized could orgasm from penetration..especially deep penetration.

And the orgasms would just roll over me, again and again–overlapping and making me seize up. I was never able to tell where one ended and another began. In addition with not being able to control my orgasms or volume, I could never control my words either.

Embarrassingly enough, at some point I know I’d whined out how good it felt more than once in my pleasure induced haze. I also had the predilection to announce every time I came, it just felt so, good– that I suppose I had to let it out, expel it somehow.

I don’t remember how many times my screaming declarations of orgasm were muffled from behind their hand. They were so deep in me, and everything was so wet and squelchy, I felt like I couldn’t get a hold of myself. Hearing myself  whine like an animal behind their hand only set me off even more.

I tried to focus my eyes up at the dark ceiling while they pumped into me, me crying out through my nostrils. I was going to cum again. As I felt flutters well up in my tummy and inside of me, I started to tense up–my walls crushing the life out of their dick for the fiftieth time.

Shrieking out behind their hand, I attempted to let out a high pitched, “I’m cumming!” without passing out. I hyperventilated and scratched at their back under their shirt– at some point I knew I’d crossed my legs behind their hips, trying to keep them deep inside of me.

They held me down, hand over mouth,forcing me to take it. Taking the whole length as quietly as I could, I struggled to catch my breath but that only led to more orgasms around their dick.

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