He set me down on my feet in the bedroom, and we continued kissing for a few minutes.
His huge hands reached down beneath my t-shirtâ¦
Lifted the hemâ¦
And grabbed my ass and began squeezing my cheeks.
And my hands reached down and began stroking his cock underneath his jeans.
He grunted and lifted the t-shirt up. I raised my arms over my head and let him remove it.
Then he stared at my chest⦠and his big fingers gently traced around my right nipple, making it even harder.
I groaned and tugged at his t-shirt.
I got it up far enough to see his rock-hard abs and got even wetter.
He took over and pulled his t-shirt over his head. I took the opportunity to run my fingers through his chest hair⦠to feel his enormous pecs⦠to touch the soft tips of his nipples, which were tiny but almost as hard as mine.
Then, as he went back to caressing my breasts, I hurriedly fumbled with his jeans.
I finally got them unbuttoned and unzipped, but his cock was so big that it took a little maneuvering to get it out.
All the while, he was stroking my breasts softly. It felt so good â
But I needed to see his cock.
I needed to touch it, to hold it, to feel it.
Finally, I pulled his jeans down far enough â
And it sprang out, wobbling in an upright position.
And I gasped.
Holy FUCK.
No WONDER I was soreâ¦
His cock was enormous.
As long as my forearm and thick around as a baseball bat.
I was shocked heâd been able to get it inside me, to tell the truthâ¦
Although I had just had the best orgasm of my life and squirted all over the place before heâd slipped it in. If I was going to take something that big, then that was the time to do it.
But besides the sheer size of it, I fucking loved the look of it.
Big and pinkâ¦
Veinyâ¦
With a huge, swollen headâ¦
I just stared at it like I couldnât believe it.
Then I reached out my hand and touched it.
His skin was so softâ¦
But what was underneath it was so hard.
His cock jerked a little at my touch â a brief contraction that made it even bigger for a split second.
He grunted in pleasureâ¦
And I slowly ran my fingers down the length of his shaft.
Jesusâ¦
I reached his balls, which were huge and heavy. Everything about him was bigger than any other guy Iâd been with before.
I rolled them softly in my palm, playing with themâ¦
And then I leaned over and kissed the crown of his cock.
Scalding heat on my lipsâ¦
Soft skinâ¦
And the clean smell of soap from his shower earlier.
He grunted as he felt my lips on himâ¦
And his cock contracted again with a brief pulseâ¦
And a tiny drop of dew beaded up from the slit in his crown.
I took his head in my mouth and tasted himâ¦
Salty and pure.
I opened my mouth so I could take as much of him as possible â
But I couldnât even get my lips all the way around his head.
But I wanted my mouth on his cock so badâ¦
So I shifted around and pushed him onto the bed.
Now, did I actually push him onto the bed?
No.
It would have been like trying to push over a concrete wall.
But he knew what I wanted, and he grinned and fell down on the mattress of his own accord.
The whole bed squeaked under his weight.
I struggled to pull his jeans off. He laughed and helped me, lifting his pelvis and pushing his pants further down his thighs as I pulled them off his feet.
Then he was lying on the bed completely naked⦠and I just held my breath and looked at him in awe.
It was like a bearded Greek god was lying there naked before meâ¦
Complete with a god-like cock.
I scrambled up onto the bed beside himâ¦
And then leaned over, facing his lap, and took his cock in both my handsâ¦
And ran my tongue along his shaft, back and forth, wetting him downâ¦
Until I got him wet enough that I could put my lips over him and glide my mouth back and forth over his shaft.
Think of corn on the cob⦠but instead of nibbling it, I got him wet with my tongue and lips.
âPlaying the harmonica,â I guess you could call it.
With my right hand, I caressed his balls and tickled themâ¦
And with my left hand, I lifted his shaft up so the pressure of my lips on his skin was even greater.
He groaned in ecstasy.
There was a little ridge of skin close to the crown⦠and I spent a lot of time licking it and moving my head back and forth rapidly, wetly sliding my lips over it.
And every time his cock pulsed, I would get my left palm wet with his pre-cum and circle his head.
He would gasp and curse â I guess it was pretty damn sensitive.
And he put out a lot of pre-cum, let me tell you.
When my left hand was sopping wet, I rubbed my hands together so I got both of them slipperyâ¦
Then I straddled his chest with my ass in his face.
Which was something of a feat, let me tell you. He had a wide chest, and I almost felt like I was doing a split.
But arranged like that, I began to rub my slippery hands up and down his cockâ¦
And it was so fucking hot.
I tried to fit the head of his cock in my mouth again, but it was hurting my jaw to keep it open that far, so I contented myself with licking his crown.
He didnât seem to mind.
In fact, he found something to occupy himselfâ¦
And it was so good, it almost rendered me incapable of doing anything for him.