Measuring up to an ex [MF]

I was lying in bed with my boyfriend of a few months when he asked the question every girl longs to hear: “Am I the biggest guy you’ve been with?”

I tried to deflect at first, “Yeah, you’re pretty tall.” He pushed though.

The sad truth is my boyfriend is crazy hot and really good in bed, but his penis is average at best. It’s a little under five inches long and decidedly thin. “You can tell me,” he said. “I don’t mind.”

“No,” I said. “I’ve been with bigger.”

“How big was your biggest?”

I told him, and he was quiet for a bit. “You make me come, so hard,” I told him. “It’s not a competition.” I kissed him hard, and rolled on top of him, licking his lips with my tongue and grinding hard into his crotch. His cock was hard as steel.

Oh.

I leaned back, letting my breasts graze over his chest and nibbled on his neck. I stroked one hand down his body over his abs and inside the waistband of the boxers in which he slept, and I wrapped my hand tight around the base of his cock. Slowly I pulled my hand upwards. The head of his dick swelled, and I caressed it with my palm. “Open that drawer would you?” I asked, nodding my head at one of the lower drawers on my bedside cabinet. It was the one in which I keep my sex stuff.

He opened the drawer and I reached in with my free hand, still masturbating him with the other. I fished around in the drawer until I found what I was looking for. “This is a mold of his cock,” I said, producing the dildo I’d had made of my biggest ever lover. I’d teased and sucked him to his massive best one afternoon then we’d done the whole clone a willy thing.

My boyfriend’s eyes widened and I felt his small dick twitch. I rolled off his body, releasing his cock from my hand. I pushed the bedcovers down, and then slid off my night shorts. My bald pussy glistened with wetness. I stroked the head of the dildo up and down my cunt lips, edging it just a whisper in. “Mmm,” I said. “This is too big to fit inside me like this. I needed lube every time. With him.” I lapped on the dildo, swallowing perhaps a third of it before making gagging sounds. I could always take my boyfriend’s dick without trouble.

“Suck on my nipples,” I told him. He rolled my t-shirt up over my big, firm breasts and took the hard nipple on my left breast into his mouth, tickling the right one with his fingers. He sucked hard and I groaned. The dildo was wet with my spit, and I pressed it against my pussy. “Watch,” I told him, and I slid it inside me inch by inch. “I’ve not been filled like this for months,” I said, through my moans. He renewed his work on my breasts, and I fucked myself, with long slow strokes of the dildo. With my free hand, I diddled my clit. “It feels so good,” I purred, “feeling a huge cock stretching me.”

I felt my orgasm building quickly, as it had always done when I fucked my biggest lover. Almost with reluctance I tugged the dildo from my cunt. I took my boyfriend’s face in my hands and forced him to look at me. His eyes burned with desire. “fuck me,” I told him.

He rammed his cock inside me, and began frantically to fuck me. In under a minute I felt his cock spasm and his come spray into me. That triggered my own orgasm.

Afterwards I lay on his chest and he hugged me. “That was amazing,” he said. I just wondered where this new avenue in our sex life might lead.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ew2ilf/measuring_up_to_an_ex_mf