22 cm = 8.5 inches
I matched with this hot girl on Tinder. She had a pretty serious profile with some nice pictures which looked promising, though she had one picture showing she had a dark side to her as well. Still, I though it was worth a shot.
After talking a bit, she shared was living with her ex-husband. They had broken up some time ago, but due to economic reasons she chose to stay there until she found someone else. Asking if they were still sleeping toghether, she admitted they were having a fwb arrangement going, which admittedly felt more than just a bit wierd as I heard her ex in the background sometimes while we were talking.
She looked serious from the dating profile, but the more I got to know her the more I realized she was a dirty, dirty girl with a lot of red flags. She loved sex and had been with a lot of men over the years. During our convos, she also admitted making porn videos, including some with her ex she was living with. She linked me to her videos, which were anything but softcore.
As someone looking for a long-term relationship, after thinking about it, I decided to toss in the towel at this point. Too many red flags. I told her, she understood, and we broke contact. I thought that would be it.
As I talked with some other girls though, I discovered none of them were as engaging and fun to talk to as her. None were as honest, forthright and enthusiastically dirty. After a couple of weeks, I figured “why the hell not”. Besides, I did need someone who could keep up with my libido.
When I got back to her after a couple of weeks, she had already moved on, talking with other guys. She had even plans to go to another guy’s place. She lived quite the distance away from me, so meeting with me was impractical, but this guy was much closer by. She said as long as she was involved with this new guy, she wouldn’t consider sex with anyone else, which I understood. Just having fun talking with her, I told her to have fun and give me some details when she came back.
Weekend came and went by, and yeah, she fucked the guy. She gave me detailed descriptions of the sex they had toghether, and I got the impression some of the things she was saying she said to make me jelaous. Though I realized it was kinda fucked up for her to share these things with me, I also thought it was cool to get her perspective on it. Besides, it didn’t make me jealous or insecure.
Right from the start I’d decided that I’d be patient and not mention my size until she asked, but one evening, while talking, she finally cracked.
“Umm, so you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.. but can i ask how big is your.. dick?”
“22” i answered simply, and she started laughing in the phone. She didn’t believe me, and changed the topic. Understandable, as most men exaggerate their size I guess. Next day though, the topic came up again, and i told her I wasn’t joking. She laughed again. She told me she had told her ex-husband about my claim, and he was convinced I was lying too. Apparently he had photoshopped the pictures he sendt her. I told her it might not be a good idea sharing these kind of details with her ex, but she insisted he was ok with it, so i decided to take their word for it (evil, i know).
Of course, 5 pictures later, and she had gone silent on the phone. “Is this really you?” she finally said in a breathy voice. “These aren’t photoshopped?” I convinced her that even if i could, I had no need to, and with 5 pictures of different angles, it would be too much work, but again she changed the topic.
Yeah, size doesn’t matter guys, move along. :D
Next time we spoke, she told me she had shown my dickpics to her ex-husband. A part of me told me this was a baaaaad idea, but another part of me (a darker one) wanted her to. “He thinks you might be 22 like you say” she said, which I’ll admit, made me a bit smug.
While there had always been plenty of dirty talk before, that aspect of the conversations definitely intensified after that. I think we both knew it was only a matter of time before we would fuck at this point. After a week she found an excuse to cut it off with the other guy, and we started planning for her to come over to my place.
It wasn’t until the day she was coming over that her ex broke. He, like i suspected, still had feelings for her and didn’t want her to go over to a guy because, in his words: “he’s got a bigger dick than me”.
Ouch.
Luckily, she managed to calm him down and still come over.
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Fun fact: I might’ve saved someone’s life the same day I fucked her for the first time. A woman had an epileptic seizure at a store when i waked by, and I walked over and opened up her airways, letting her breathe. Her face was blue, so I might’ve saved her life. At least I’m not purely evil. :P
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As you can imagine, we ended up in the bedroom not long after she arrived. After warming her up with some really nice, slow foreplay, getting familiar with her tight, toned body, I lined up my big dick with her now dripping wet pussy. We had both gotten tested the week before and had agreed to do it raw, something I definitely wasn’t regretting at this point.
The first time I slid into her was amazing. She was tight as all hell around my dick, and of course it had that wonderful wet velvet feel only a properly aroused pussy can. Her lips parted and stretched around my member, and she let out some breathy moans as I slid in. Going slow, i enjoyed every centimeter, watching my head slowly disappear first, popping inside her lips, before my shaft followed.
Curious thing happened though, but in retrospect I should have expected it: I could feel her pussy significantly narrowing after penetrating about 17 cm, requiring me to use some force if i wanted to go deeper.
This is how long her ex is, I realised, feeling a bit of a rush at the thought. I looked down at where my cock was inserted into her body, and at how much of my dick was still outside. 5 cm still to go. And this how much longer I am.
Damn.
“I can’t get it all in” I said looking up into her eyes. She didn’t say anything, but her face, wearing a slight smile, told me the truth: She was thinking the same thing as me: She’s about to get a lot more dick than she’s used to.
“Go deeper, I can take it” she whispered.
Pushing further into her, she made small gasps as I progressed, the tightness intensly stimulating my glans.
I soon found her cervix, that smooth but hard bulge inside. Pushing against it caused her a bit of discomfort I saw, so I tried to avoid it.
Using different angles, I tried going above first, but I bottomed out in the anterior fornix before getting it all in. This stretched out her pussy and made her moan loudly – obviously making her feel really good. It felt great for me too, but I still had a couple of cm to go even when pressing hard. Maybe below, in the posterior fornix, I could sheathe myself fully?
I had to find the right angle, but as soon as i did, and with some more force, it slid underneath the cervix into position in the cul-de-sack. When I was finally all the way in, a deep moan escaped her and she got this far-away look to her eyes. My pelvis was grinding against her clit and mons, giving me shivers from the pressure around the root of my penis.
We spent some time just enjoying the feeling, she feeling my rock hard cock deeper in her than any guy she’d ever had, and me enjoying the thought of it, never mind the tight pussy squeezing every inch om me.
“Shit you’re in deep, I can feel you in my stomach” she said, her voice quivering.
As amazing as the sensation of deep penetration was, after a while I was getting impatient. I wanted her screaming, shaking and worn out. It was time to fuck her proper.
We had amazing sex all day, every day that week end. I would like to write that we fucked all night too, but we both definitely needed the sleep.
She loved blowing me in between penetration, but also discovered she had trouble taking all of me and making her reevaluate her ability to deepthroat. She started out blowing me like a pornstar, but I convinced her to take it slow like I prefer. She started to thoroughly enjoy herself doing it that way, as I could stay hard as long as I wanted. She hadn’t experienced that before.
How was I able to? Maybe it’s not so unusual, but one thing that helps me is that I’ve trained my PC muscle to function more like a heart muscle – it doesn’t get tired, I can clench it as many times for as long as I want, and I can keep it permanently clenched if I want to. This enables me to be harder and stay hard for a long time, as well as hold back ejaculation if I want to (though some semen might still come out with pre-cum if I orgasm).
*I love having my dick sucked. If I could, I would have a sexy girl do it constantly, all day, every day. If I could put my junk through a wormhole for some sexy minx to suck or fuck it all day while I do other stuff. But I digress.*
It was hard not to occationally hit her cervix while we fucked. It required some care and practice to avoid it, but she handled it like a champ. When she left on sunday, her stomach was aching. I had suggested to be a bit more careful, but she had insisted she wanted to be fucked deeply all the time and I was more than happy to oblige.
Early on, she informed me she always needed clit stimulation for her to cum, and that was simply the way she was. I disagreed with that, thinking it was something her body had probably adapted to as she had been doing so much porn, but she could also relearn to cum without it. Having read up on full-body orgasms, vagal nerve theory and other facts and theories, I felt I had the know-how. Still, I was happy to indulge her for now.
The second day, I wanted to try out a sex position I had thought of that I suspected would allow me to go even deeper into her. When going underneath her cervix into her posterior fornix, it felt like I fit, but I didn’t stretch her out like I did in her anterior, and I really wanted to do that too.
Her on her back and rotating her hips downwards, I got into a scissoring position with her, my legs grabbing onto her leg furthest away from me. At first, I simply fucked her in this position with my dick really hammering her gspot and causing her stomach to bulge out every time I pushed in.
“Look, your stomach is moving” I said.
“What do you think I’m looking at” she simply said, apparently entranced by the sight, her mouth hanging open as she was letting out cute fuck-noises.
As hot as fucking her like that was, I remembered I was on a mission.
I had realised I could thrust much harder using my legs against her leg as leverage, and with our pelvises being oriented sideways to each other, meant they wouldn’t collide and stop deeper penetration from happening.
So while inserted, I angled my dick inside her and felt my dick slipping into posterior fornix again, but now i could go even further. Grabbing hold of her leg with my legs, and using my hands to push her hips downwards, I finally impaled her completely on my cock.
I thought she had been wet before, but I was wrong. As I pushed really fucking hard into her, her pussy absolutely flooded. I could feel wetness travelling from my tip all the way down my dick and out of her, soaking me in the process, and it happened in just a second’s time. She made a huge gasp, filling her lungs completely, her back arching as she came from a single thrust, and continued coming as long as we remained in that position and I kept pushing into her again and again extremely hard. I don’t know how long we were coupled together like that, but when she finally started waving her hands to indicate we should stop, i also felt my legs were really tired. She was in absolute shock from the experience and couldn’t believe what had just happened, a sentiment i shared.
To this day, this is the most amazing sexual experience I’ve had. This exact thing had been my fantasy for a long time, and it had actually happened. It had also indicated that my theory about her not needing clit stimulation could be correct.
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She kept returning almost every week end from then on, and we kept fucking like rabbits. Sure, we also played some Dark Souls, VR games, went for walks and got food, but most of the time was spent in bed, me buried deep inside her. She discovered how much she liked me smacking her in the face with my dick and dominating her when she had previously been the dominant one in the relationships.
As amazing as our weekends were, things with her ex were deteriorating. She soon saw how unwise it had been sharing so many details with him, and had stopped doing so.
Still, he was doing more and more reckless things and resorting to various threats, as from his perspective, she was going to someone else better looking, more successful, with a bigger dick, getting railed every week end and coming home walking around him completely satisfied, sometimes even limping or cramping because her new lover had rearranged her insides too much, reminding him of his percieved inadequacy.
Finally, when he started threatening suicide, it was time for her to move out and move in with me.
My cock broke a man. It had not been the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last. :/
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After she moved in with me, we took the amount of sex we’d stuffed into a week end and distributed it across the week. We were fucking every day and loving it.
However, I was on a mission again: rewiring her body for sex, not porn.
Unless I was doing the scissor impaling trick (we called it The Pretzel), she couldn’t come from penetration only (though when doing the trick I was grinding against her clit too, so maybe the clit was involved even there). She showed me how she normally used vibrator on her clit, which pretty much confirmed to me that her body had become addicted to intense clit stimulation.
Another was her nipples. She didn’t feel much with her nipples, but grabbing her breasts felt good. I wanted to train her nipple sensitivity to enhance her pleasure, as it can really add to the pleasure of any sexual activity, like they do for me, but that could take a long time.
Anal though.. was a no go. Her previously bad experiences with it had given her some strong mental barriers against it. This was really regrettable, as many indicators were pointing towards her becoming an absolute slut for anal as soon as she would get used to it. Anal stimulates much the same areas as deep penetration, but also may be easier to reach, potentially giving her mind-blowing orgasms. A great loss, but alas, such is life.
And so with this knowledge, I set about training her body.
Every day I tried fucking her for as long as she could handle, as deep as i could, fast and slow. Yes, her stomach would often ache afterwards, but despite this, she continued to encourage me, saying “Go deep..” if I did anything else, so i kept spearing her. Before me, besides making porn, she had been used to having regular sex only 1-2 times a week. Now, she was having sex every day for at least 45 minutes, often much longer.
One cool thing: I further explored her pussy and discovered i could hit the sides of her cervix and stretch out her pussy that way too. It didn’t make her come, maybe because I couldn’t press against her clit in that position, but it did feel amazing for us both.
She agreed to not stimulate her clit unless asking me first. It made her grumpy at times when she just wanted to cum, but it was a long term strategy to reduce her reliance on it. It also made it possible to fuck her for longer, which besides giving her more training, also felt amazing.
While I kneaded her breasts to make her feel good, I also sometimes only gently brush across her nipples while fucking her. She would get slighty annoyed at this too, but often she would be in so much pleasure she just let me do it.
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As the weeks went by with large amounts of great sex, results began to show.
The tightening 17 cm into her pussy had dissapeared before she moved in with me. Sliding in was smoother and it gradually it became easier to sheathe myself fully into her without bumping into her cervix in various positions.
It took 4 months before her stomach stopped aching after fuck-sessions. In the beginning, i had to limit my range of movement when fucking despite her wishes. Long strokes could make her feel better, but also increased the chance of the ache showing up, but as she adapted to it, it got better and better. She still didn’t believe her nipples would feel good, but had stopped objecting to it.
Dont think I ignored her clit though. No, I jerked it off, sucked on it, bit it, stretched it and experimented with it endlessly when going down on her. After months of practice and experimentation, I cracked the code. Combining information from seeing her mastrubate on video, descriptions from her childhood, and verbal and bodily feedback during oral, I figured out a way to make her come under 30 seconds.
At some point, she realized this with a shock and asked me “What exactly are you doing to make me come that fast?”
I told her my reasoning, and after thinking a bit she mumbled “I’m coming faster from your oral than I’ve ever done with my hitachi”.
A point of pride to be sure. :D
6 months in, and she started moaning a lot harder when fucked deep without clit stim. Her face started distorting and body tensing as if preparing to orgasm, and I had to encourage her to relax and breathe deeply. Still, she told me if was feeling amazing, maybe better than an orgasm. Pinching one or both of her nipples while she was cumming felt real good to her now she admitted, with a slightly defeated look. The few times she was mastrubating she used my cloned dick dildo as it “hit the right spots”.
8 months in, and she started cumming on my cock alone. She seemed at loss for words how I was easier and easier, faster and faster making her cum harder than she had ever come before. After just a few minutes of deep fucking, she would start moaning uncontrollably, unable to focus on anything else as she was lost in pleasure. Her nipples felt good while she was otherwise stimulated now, but so did gentle strokes and brushes in a lot of other places on her body too, as her general sensitivity had increased. When she eventually came, she could continue coming as long as I kept up the stimulation.
At this point, I had trained her body to come over and over on my long, big, hard cock. As it should.
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After 9 months together.. She left.
Yeah, the relationship outside of the sex had been a rollercoaster ride like nothing else, as the red flags had predictably indicated. One of the many reasons why she left, the way I see it, was that she felt powerless in the bedroom despite my best efforts to encourage her. She could suck and fuck me forever, but I would never come unless I chose to. I could make her cum in seconds however, and her body had changed exactly like I said it would. This rubbed her the wrong way, as she had thought herself an expert an sexual things, and in the end she couldn’t look past it.
Too bad, because if she was able to swallow her pride, she would still be cumming on my cock right now, maybe even with it up her ass with my hands tweaking her nipples while nibbling on her ear.
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To my surprise, almost a year later, she released her first porn video after leaving. In it, she was mastrubating using a horse-cock dildo to fuck herself deep like I used to, all the while stimulating one of her nipples.
So despite it all, I’m going to mark this one down as a success.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zqa0q5/cucking_her_ex_by_accident_and_training_her_body
This is incredibly sexy
What books did you read?
Super hot. It’s nice to see a hung guy put the effort in and not just rely on size.