I originally posted the first part of this story in r/bigdickproblems a couple months ago, and followed up with the second part a couple weeks later. But I’ve begun seeing the girl in this story regularly, and she’s incredible in bed, so I thought I’d share the original story here.
For context, since my r/bdp flair doesn’t show up here, I should mention that I’m 6.5″ long and 6.0″ in girth. Not exactly huge, but definitely thick.
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Part 1 (written before the second part of the story took place)
The other day a few friends (3 guys, 3 girls) and I were talking about anal sex and whether or not we liked it. I was mostly staying out of the conversation, but eventually I was asked directly, so I said I’d never had anal. The group was surprised to hear that and asked why. I hesitated for a bit but eventually said, “well… my equipment doesn’t really allow me…” After a short back and forth I explained that I’d tried it a few times, but never found a girl who could handle my size. The group was skeptical and asked a few “just how big are we talking here?” questions. I’ve spent some time on calcSD and know where my measurements stand, so told them that my girth was in the 98th or 99th percentile.
The girls were intrigued and I was starting to enjoy the attention. So I went to calcSD, found my precise 98.63% percentile, and using the formula 1-(0.9863)^n gave them each the odds that I was thicker than anyone they’d been with.
“I’ve been with 5 guys.” “If I were your 6th,” I grinned, “there’s a 93% likelihood that I’d be the thickest you’ve had.”
“7 guys.” “91% chance.”
“11 guys.” “86% chance.”
Finally I offered, “even if a girl has been with 49 guys before me, it’s still more likely than not that I’m her thickest… So despite a few attempts, I’ve never successfully had anal sex.”
Part of me regrets telling them. There’s some awkwardness now between my female friends and me–a sort of tense curiosity on their part. Though I imagine the regret will go away if I hook up with any of them as a result.
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Part 2 (written on a JFK > SFO flight the morning after the best sex of my life)
From my previous story above, there were six of us in the conversation, three guys and three girls, all around 30 years old. Five are close friends, and the sixth is a girl who we all know vaguely. Let’s call her Jill.
Jill is cute. She’s small – about 5’1″ (perfect for my 5’3″ frame), super fit, with short light brown hair, blue eyes, freckles, and beautiful perky B cups. She’s got spunk, a mischievous smile, and a sort of wild freedom.
I’d met her a few years ago and crossed paths with her a dozen times since, but hadn’t built much of a relationship. She’s exactly my type, and I’ve had a bit of a crush, but I was never able to get anything going.
Of the six of us in the conversation, she was the most confident and comfortable talking about her sex life. She led a lot of the conversation, especially when it turned to my dick and big dicks in general. In hindsight she made it pretty clear that she’s a bit of a size queen, but I didn’t really catch on at the time.
In the two weeks following, the five of us have seen eachother a few times. There’s been some awkward tension between myself and the two girls; I’m still unsure what to make of it.
It wasn’t until Sunday afternoon at a rooftop BBQ in Brooklyn that I ran into Jill. At first I was surprised to see her, she arrived by herself, and none of her close friends had come. But, recalling her reaction to the dick size conversation, it occurred to me that she’d stalked me there.
We flirted for a while, it was fun to be the target of a sexual conquest for a change. But I had an important Monday at work and needed a good night’s sleep, so I declined her invitations to spend the night together. (In hindsight, refusing her then made the sex so much better.) She didn’t hide her frustration that our rendezvous would have to wait, and eventually demanded, “will you just ask me out already?”
“Can I take you to dinner this week?” I offered. “I’m in California midweek, back Friday morning. How’s dinner Friday?”
“Umm… can we do sooner? I really want to see you…” she pleaded. Then, turning up the heat, she grinned, looked me in the eye, and grabbed my crotch, following my shaft along to the head. I guess her curiosity had overwhelmed her. I’d been fighting an erection since she arrived, and at that point my semi was probably 5.5″ × 5.5″. She raised her eyebrows and asked, “what about before you leave for California?”
“Ok, Tuesday then.”
I made an 8:00 dinner reservation, and we met at 7:00 for a drink. She was stunning in a low-cut tight red dress. I knew I didn’t stand a chance holding back a hard-on, so suggested we sit at a table in the corner instead of the bar.
Midway into our second martinis, Jill started to let out her wild side. Sitting across from me, she slipped off her shoe, put her foot on my lap, and, finding that I was already hard, locked eyes with me, nibbled on her thumb, and began to rub me under the table.
“I want to fuck you,” she whispered, her foot still stroking me. It was so hot, I nearly came right then and there. Realizing how close I was, she grinned and asked, “how far is your apartment?”
“Right across the street.”
“Let’s just skip dinner.”
“I agree.”
We sloppily made out as we clamored up the stairwell. I reached under her dress; her underwear was sopping wet. I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
I fumbled with my keys while she undid my pants. We were barely through the door when she pulled them down and dropped to her knees. I was rock hard when my boxers came off, and Jill responded with a simple “oh my.” Then she grinned, licked slowly from my balls to my head, gave the head a quick suck, and stood up. “Fuck me,” she said as she turned around, bent over the counter, and pulled up her dress.
I pulled down her underwear and slid inside her. It was so hot, I knew I wouldn’t last long. But almost immediately Jill had the most intense orgasm I’ve ever witnessed. She pushed me out as she squirted, soaking us both, and quivered uncontrollably. I slid back in; her pussy clenched me and quivered, which quickly brought me over the edge. I pulled out, and she dropped to her knees and sucked the cum out of me.
She collapsed onto the floor between my legs, sitting against the cabinet. We stared at eachother and caught our breath for a minute.
“Oh my God… I’ve never cum like that before… Did I squirt?” She was sitting in a puddle on the kitchen floor.
“You squirted everywhere. It was so hot.”
“Fuck… I’ve never squirted before… fuck.”
I bent down and picked her up, literally carried her over my shoulder to my bedroom, and threw her down onto the bed. I was already hard again, and we fucked every which way we knew. She came again and again, and before long the bed was soaked.
Eventually she needed a break, so gave me head for a bit. I laid back and she ate my ass. She teased me until I was about to cum, then climbed on top and rode me until I came inside her. Then she collapsed on the bed next to me.
I started to doze off, but woke to Jill stroking my dick. I was surprised she wanted to go again already, but was happy to oblige. My dick however wouldn’t cooperate. “He might need another 15 before round three,” I shrugged.
Jill leaned into me and whispered, “I want you in my ass.” I was immediately hard again. She hesitated for a second though, explaining that I was the biggest she’d ever been with, and by far the biggest that she’d ever tried anal with. So we would go slow.
I went down on her first, slowly migrating south to eat her ass for a bit. After some time she said let’s try it, so I grabbed some lube, and, with her lying on her back, slowly eased into her ass.
After a few minutes she was able to take me all the way in, but it wasn’t comfortable for her. We decided to try from behind, which was better for her. I fucked her hard from behind and came inside her ass.
I wish I could declare that my first anal experience was amazing, but since only one position worked, and Jill didn’t really enjoy it, it wasn’t that great for me. Oh well, it was still the best sex of my life.
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Part 3
When I got back from California that Friday, Jill was ready and waiting. We spent most of the weekend in bed. I don’t know where this will lead, but for now life is good.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/91lv32/a_size_queen_f_gets_a_big_dick_a_big_dick_m_gets
Very nice,write more.
So your semi in the restaurant was literally square?
You do not belong in Big Dick Problems lmfaoooo.
First of all the correct adjusted benis size measurement equation is (L*D)+(W/G))/(A^2) .
I’m the same size as you, but have never ever considered myself big. When asked, women have had a few have told me I’m on the “large side of average”. My thickness is more top to bottom than side to side. Looking down, it doesn’t look thick, but looking side-on, it does. My finger tips barely touch or can’t touch, depending on where along the shaft or how hard I am.
I’ve also had anal with several women, usually with just spit for lube. There have been a couple where we tried and it wouldn’t fit in so we stopped and chalked it up to their being unrelaxed or nervous. Most had not had anal before, but the easiest one to get inside of had done it several times and often solo played anally.
Having said that, I can currently only take a skinnier one anally myself. I’ve tried a dildo that’s slightly thicker than I am, and although I’ve had it in once or twice, it was more painful than good, with lots of lube. That’s a valuable experience to have if you want to stick your own dick in other people’s bums. Likely the ones I’d mentioned who were unrelaxed are just tight, like me, and need to work up to it. Progressive experience helps.
Umgv
Maybe not a huge cock, but well above average. Perfect for most women. You’ll do just fine.
Seeing her taking you from behind must be a awesome sight