I’ve been posting on r/truebigdickstories and it was suggested I post here.
Long story short, I’m 47, a widower, and fighting cancer these days, and I’m recalling my previous experiences, focusing on the big dick centric stuff b/c of that sub. But I was kind of a slut in my younger years, having slept with 100-ish women, and being endowed (9 inches or so) played a role in some of that. Most of it had nothing to do with that, but whatever. Anyway if you want to see more, see my post history.
And I know I’m wordy — I’ve tried to go out of my way to make it short. It’s still long though — I tried.
Before I get to it, I need to explain how my wife and I got together.
When I was younger (high school and mainly college), I slept with way too many women. Over 30 or so… I can’t really keep track. I had lots of girlfriends (call me a romantic, but most of the girls I slept with were girlfriends). I tried not to sleep with random girls who weren’t girlfriends though it did happen 10 or 15 times, sometimes on accident and sometimes for sport. But I did go through girlfriends like water, I’ll admit.