Turns Out, Bigger Is Better
I (19F at the time) met my bf(31M) at a bar. He was the popular guy everybody knew so when he asked me out, I was very interested. He was about 6'4" and a few years older than me. I'm only 5' and 90lbs, so I was already unsure how intimacy would work with our size difference.
We'd known each other before he asked me out so it wasn't too long before I was in his bed.
We'd been drinking at the bar before so I had some uncharacteristic courage to reach down his shorts, but whatever courage I had melted away when I wrapped my hand around him.
My fingers could barely wrap around him, I didn't even realize they could get so big. I've been nervous before sex, especially before experiencing a new partner, but I'd never felt intimidation like this. I tried to stroke him, and that's when it dawned on me that he wasn't even erect yet. Surly he didn't expect to put this thing inside me, did he?
My body was full of adrenaline, and I was torn between excitement and dread. I felt him stiffen in my hand, before long he forced my grip open to the point my fingers could no longer touch. He pulled his shorts down and I could hear his smack against his belly with a loud clap. My mind raced with concerns about if it was even safe, but I was too embarrassed to turn him down at this point.
That's when I was struck with the brilliant third option of just giving him head. I took pride in my skill, so I eagerly kissed down his body to impress my new boyfriend. I reached his cock and enjoyed the thought of how jealous my ex boyfriend would be knowing he thoroughly he was about to be replaced.
I kissed up his cock, letting myself enjoy it for the first time. My pussy throbbed more than any time I can remember, instinctively yearning for something so masculine. There was a sense of pride in knowing my boyfriend could make all my friends envious and their guys insecure. Even his balls turned me on, as my hand was too small to even hold them all. I wondered if that meant he'd cum more than other guys and I was eager to find out.
I teased him with soft kisses all the way up; but when I reached the top, my mouth struggled to wrap around him. My jaw could hardly open wide enough for him and the only way I could fit him resulted in what must have felt like a buzz saw of teeth. I looked up at him fire reassurance as I could feel my eyes start to water as I fought off gagging from only a third of him. It didn't seem fair how relaxed he looked, he seemed almost bored from the (admittedly bad) head I was giving him.
I was eager to impress him so I pulled down my panties climbed up him and sat on him. His frame was so much larger than mine that I struggled to straddle him as I grinded on his fat dick. I felt almost embarrassed thinking about how he could feel how wet he made me while I struggled to return the favor. I moaned as I slid along him, the way he spread my lips apart and stimulated my entire pussy from his size felt incredible.
Eventually my curiosity to know surpassed my fear and I reached between my legs to help guide him in. I had to lift myself up onto my knees just to get in top of him. I rubbed the tip of him along me some more, he felt so good I could cum on him and it'd have been better than most guys I'd been with. But I was determined to see it through and lined him up. When his tip pressed against my vagina I laughed at the idea he was supposed to fit; it didn't even seem possible. I could feel the fear start to surpass my curiosity and went for it before I lost my nerve.
I was right to be afraid, the pain was so much worse than I expected; it was like losing my virginity all over again. I had never felt so full and realized I was still on my knees; I was nowhere near taking all of him yet.
I leaned forward to kiss him again, rocking back and forth to timidly move him in and out. With each movement back I forced a little more of him in. After a few minutes I felt comfortable enough to make one final push, and his dick forced the air out of me with a gasp. I could feel him in my stomach and had a feeling of excitement knowing no other man had reached so far, and no future boyfriend or husband likely would either. That was a part of me that would always only belong to him.
NetI tried to grind my clit against him as was my usual routine, but trying to stuff that last inch hurt too badly fir me to enjoy it. I was more than happy to just let him enjoy me. He rolled over on top of me and it was all I could do to lock my feet behind him. He did his best to be gentle with me but it still felt like the hardest I've ever been fucked. I wasn't expecting it, but he forced me to cum against my will and I screamed. It was unlike any orgasm I've ever felt, it came throughout my entire vagina rather than just my clit.
I braced for a second orgasm I felt coming, but he abruptly pulled himself out in a hurry and without warning. It felt like he had ripped my soul out of me through my vagina, as the void he had left inside me was impossible to ignore. Warmth shot out onto my belly. Then my breasts. Then my legs. It was an impossible amount of cum. I could feel it running down my body as I waited for him to bring me a towel- from experience he must have known a paper towel wasn't going to cut it.
My pussy throbbed in soreness despite his best effort to be gentle and I could feel myself still gaping without even seeing it. I knew then that any boyfriend who followed him was going to be able to do what he just did to me, and to this day nobody else ever has.