So this is a true story from a few years back. I matched with a girl we’ll cal Sara on Tinder. We got to chatting, hit it off well, then moved to text. That’s when the fun started.
Quickly to set the scene: Sara was about 5’6, white, pale skin and brown hair, not the best face but decent, and her body…god damn. Thick as hell, huge ass and giant titties (36E I later learned). Wide and thick but not much belly or flab. For my part, I’m 6’4, somewhat dark features (half Argentine, half Swedish by background), and a very fit 205 lbs (was a D1 athlete a decade ago). I’m also very well endowed which I only mention because…
As we are texting, Sara sends me a screenshot of one of my tinder pics. Writes: “Ummm…is that your dick??”
My bulge was definitely noticeable in the pic, with my meat hanging down the right leg of my gray chinos. I wasn’t unaware of this when I put it up but the pic was innocent enough, and not one I took to show off—just worked out that way. And clearly it was working but I played it innocent.
Me: “Oh crap, now that you mention it, yes it is. I didn’t realize that pic was like that.”
Her: “Are you umm…big?”
Me: “Well, yes now that you mention it. I am pretty well endowed. Is that bad?”
Her: “No it’s not bad at all. It’s hot. You should see my face right now.”
We talked more, flirtatiously and a sexual conversation in nature, but didn’t sent any pics or anything like that. But we made plans to meet for drinks at a bar that weekend.
We first met up on a corner nearby and she as dressed to impress. Not fancy but sexy. White dress with blue stripes that hugged her curves and had a nice low neckline exposing the straight line where her huge boobs pressed together. She smelled good too. I wore a button up short sleeve shirt that showed off my physique a bit…along with those same gray chinos she liked so much. Even went commando just because I had a good feeling.
We grabbed a somewhat private booth at the bar/pub/restaurant, and she said she wanted to sit side by side. Normally I hate this but believe me when I tell you the chemistry was electric between us so I was happy to make an exception to my rule. Drinks flowed, conversation was lively, we even got some nachos to share. It was going well but I was soon to find out just *how* well….
Soon enough to the conversation turned sexual in a lighthearted and fun way. We were talking about our bodies and she mentioned size mattered to her. I said I wasn’t surprised and she said how hot she though that photo she’d mentioned in text was.
“I’m actually wearing those same pants now,” I said with a laugh. She very unsubtly looked down at my crotch, and I hiked up the bottom of my button up shirt so she could get a better look. The convo, her fun personality, and her body straining against that white and blue dress all had me slightly chubbed up, so I have to admit that what she saw when she looked down was pretty impressive, long and thick against my right thigh.
“Oh my god,” she said, genuinely kind of mesmerized. “Is it bad if I want to touch it?”
“Not at all,” I said with a laugh.
So she, seated to my right in the booth, reached down with her left hand and gave me some nice long caresses. By now I was fully hard, throbbing and practically in danger of ripping through my pants lol. She kept saying “oh my god,” “it’s so hot,” stuff like that.
Finally she goes, “Take it out.”
I’m like, “what…?” I don’t get how.
“Put your napkin in your lap and take it out.”
Shoot. Why not. So I wrestle myself out and put the napkin over my lap. Now a bit about our table: it was in the back near the waitress station, and not totally hidden by any means but definitely one of the more private ones if there were no waiters/waitresses coming by to grab forks or whatever.
So basically it went like this: any time we thought the coast was relatively clear I’d pull the napkin to the left a bit, then she’d duck down and stuff my head in her mouth and give it a few licks and kisses and sucks. Then she’d pop back up, I’d put the napkin back and we’d try to act all casual.
I was literally at this bar, eating nachos and drinking a beer while a girl gave me head under the table. Top 5 life moment still to this day lmao.
Did anyone see us? I don’t think so and there was no indicate but it’s definitely possible. After a bit of this I was like let’s get out of her and we readily agreed. We went back to my place and I plowed her good twice.
Sara and I kept hanging out and hooking up for about two months but when it came to “What are we time” I couldn’t really see her as a serous gf. So that ended it but it was a lot of fun while it lasted even though we never did anything as, um, unique as that first date again.
PS: sorry for any typos, hate typing on my phone and way too lazy to go back and edit lol
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kcmd0n/possibly_the_most_memorable_blowjob_of_my_life_mf