r/TrueBigDickStories

since I became sexually active, I’ve noticed something kind of peculiar with women.

They all seem way more submissive after discovering that i have Big dick. They give me more attention, more messages, more replys on stories, they ignore red flags... Sometimes I take a while to reply because I’m busy and end up treating them a bit poorly, but it seems like they just overlook it.

Anyway, “big dick privilege” already happens with u guys?

also im 8x6... and english is not my first language so sorry for any english errors

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.

The hallway encounters with my neighbor have been getting more intense for weeks. Every time I come home, I can feel his eyes tracing the line of my thrifted skirt, lingering on my petite frame with a blunt hunger that he doesn't even try to hide. He’s much older and carries himself with a vulgar sort of confidence that honestly makes my skin crawl in the best way possible. Yesterday, the tension finally snapped when he caught me fumbling with my keys. He didn't offer a polite greeting; he just leaned in and told me exactly how much he wanted to ruin the composed girl next door.

I followed him into his apartment, my heart racing as the door clicked shut. The professional mask I wear every day was gone instantly. He was rough and direct, pinning me down and telling me that a petite brat like me needed to be stretched out. When he unzipped, I realized his confidence wasn't just talk. He was packing something massive—a thick, heavy weight that looked impossible against my small frame.

He didn't waste time with anything soft. He wanted to see just how much I could take, and he made sure I felt every agonizing, incredible inch of that monster as he forced his way in. My body felt completely stretched to its limit, my screams muffled against his pillows while he used me like a toy he’d been dreaming of breaking. Every thrust felt like it was hitting my soul, filling me up in a way that felt both vulgar and perfect. By the time he was done, I was a shaking, greedy mess, completely wrecked by the sheer size of the man I used to avoid in the lobby. Now, every time we pass each other, I just think about how much I want to feel that massive weight inside me again.

*Names changed.*

*Everyone involved was in their final semester of high school; we were all 18 years old.*

Context: My boyfriend Mat and I had been together for two years. To be honest, everything was fine. He was sweet and attentive, he never gave me a reason to do this, and I was pretty awful, and I know it. I don't want to make excuses. I just want to make it clear that I had this huge curiosity about big dicks. About the size Mat wasn't bad, but he wasn't anything special either. I don't know, porn rotted my brain from a young age LOL.

The sex was good; maybe 7/10 which is more than enough for that age, and it was plentiful, I had my house to myself after school because my mother worked too much and my father never existed LOL.So, you can imagine that we spent a lot of time there every afternoon.

Then came his big mistake. Telling me about his friend Dan. To make a long story short, they were on the same soccer team. After a big win, they were shouting and making more of a fuss than usual. Shouting, fooling around, throwing things, and although they usually showered wearing boxers, that afternoon they stripped completely naked to continue behaving like idiots. And he told me that now Steve had a new nickname because of a mole that was too big on his butt, Alex because he had "too much hair on his balls," and Dan was now "Mr. Three Legs."

He laughed like a little kid, giving me way too many details about everything and nicknames. I obviously only remembered that Dan "had something so big and obscene that it reached halfway down his thigh", and as I understood it, flaccid. Of course I didn't ask and I kept my poker face.

But of course everything changed.

I was SERIOUSLY a little obsessed with this idea of a big dick. My best friend Gaby and I. We used to send each other porn, theorize about it; look at the crotches, of classmates and even teachers. We made a silly promise that if we slept with a guy like that, we'd share him, not necessarily in a threesome, but you get the idea. Of course, our boyfriends didn't know anything about this.

Of course I told her. We began to see the clumsy and unremarkable Dan in a different light. He was a very thin guy, not particularly tall, very pale, and not exactly the most outgoing or popular. Just a guy. With an equally unremarkable and somewhat chubby girlfriend.

We honestly couldn't believe it, although it didn't make sense that Mat would have lied about it. Gaby pressured me to be the one to approach him, since "at least he was a friend of my boyfriend" and I had a pretext to talk to him; she had never even spoken to him. Perhaps I could say that we weren't taking the idea of doing anything seriously; perhaps we just wanted to find out if it was true? The thing is, I started greeting him more enthusiastically, trying to strike up a conversation if I ran into him alone, and I added him on social media. Mat never asked any questions or complained, that it made everything much easier. I like to think that I would have stopped the nonsense if problems had arisen.

A couple of weeks later we could finally have a conversation as if we weren't two awkward strangers, although there was no progress on the topic. Gaby suggested stupid ideas like directly asking him for dick pics, I thought of something more elegant.

I had already run into him a significant number of times in the hallway after algebra; he had a free period, I went there and there he was. I walked nervously towards him, took a deep breath when he greeted me amicably from afar, reached him and said: "Hello, Mr. Three Legs."

OMG, I still remember how he turned red as a tomato. The guys had kept that nickname in "the group of guys", either because they weren't cruel or because of their insecurity, idk, but only in the group. It was a secret and I knew it, Mat told me clearly.

He got really nervous and embarrassed, saying Mat was a bastard for telling. I quickly calmed him down; he was clearly so naive and inexperienced that he didn't realize they were doing him a favor and that obviously it wasn't really an insult.

I bet everything; I knew beforehand that this would be The Important Talk. I told him that surely they were very insecure and that's why they were trying to make him feel bad about it. And that was clearly AN ADVANTAGE with ANY GIRL. Yes, I literally said that and I saw how it changed his mind in real time.

He went from stuttering and not looking at me to laughing nervously. Then he asked if he could ask me things and if it was okay. I nervously said yes, and he began to asking me a thousand times if I really believed that, if "we" (girls) really paid that much attention to that. He thought it was all porn nonsense since his girlfriend didn't seem particularly interested when "he showed it to her," and they hadn't even had sex.

I excitedly replied that ANY GIRL would want to try something like that, that maybe his girl wasn't ready but she surely liked what she saw. I was desperately throwing out bait, like with the "any girl" thing, hoping for a reaction, that he finally asked if even I thought about that, but he just laughed, stared off into the distance thinking, and NOTHING. I felt so frustrated. Men. LOL.

And then my boyfriend arrived. We both remained silent about the subject.

Luckily, my boyfriend asked about an algebra exam, and Dan said, still clearly nervous, that he had gotten an A. My boyfriend cursed while laughing. Somehow I knew it was now or never, that bringing it up later would be messed up or impossible, it was the moment, or maybe I was just really horny and desperate hahaha.

I told Dan that was incredible, that I was so bad at algebra. Mat knew it was true; he nodded, laughing. And I told Dan that he should show me that at my house. And of course I said it in such an ambiguous way.

We literally made plans right in front of my boyfriend to go to my place after class. I know, don't yell at me, I was a total bitch.

We went to my house after class. It was literally a 10-minute walk. My boyfriend came with us, and we chatted about everything. When we got to my door, Mat said goodbye to us, "because he wouldn't study a minute longer than strictly required," I even told him to stay a while at least for a soda. Maybe I wanted him to stop me, maybe I just wanted to dispel any minimal doubt, I don't even know anymore.

But he was firm, saying that algebra bored him to death, that he had things to do, and that if he stayed, he would only distract us.

And he left.

I went home with Dan, feeling incredibly nervous. I offered him something to drink, and we each had a soda. We went to my room, he left his things lying around, we sat down at the desk and... We studied for over an hour hahaha we were being such damn cowards.

We were clearly nervous. It wasn't flowing; he was trying to teach me algebra, I was pretending to understand, he was kind and pretending I wasn't a complete idiot and actually understood something. This went on for over an hour. And to be honest, being there, with everything so real and so close, I don't think I would have done anything else.

I was seriously terrified. I was a virgin before Mat, never cheated, never showed tits or ass to anyone else or looked at another dick, nothing. With Mat, it took me over a year before we started doing dirty things. This was a huge leap.

But luckily he dared.

He started nervously, I felt the blood drain from my feet because you men are painfully obvious, and I could clearly see on his face that he was going to talk about it:

—You know what? HAHAHA —he laughed so damn fake, it was awkward—. When you said, "at my house you'll show me that" HAHAHA it seemed like you meant something else.

—About what? Hahaha just algebra —I didn't want him to do it, I didn't trust myself anymore, fuck, my pussy was dripping.

—Yes, yes, now I understand what that was, but it didn't seem like it HAHAHA —he kept laughing like that—. You know, what we were talking about, umm, I mean... my penis. I even laughed afterwards hahaha what a silly thing to say, right? Sorry, it was just a joke.

He was clearly embarrassed. He didn't even look at me at the end; he was looking at his notebook. I could have left it at that; I had several opportunities to stop.

And I always kept going.

—The truth? —I said nervously, he looked at me the same way—. That would be good, right? That way I could give you my real opinion.

—E-exactly! Otherwise you won't really know.

—Yes. I would have to see it to comment.

—Yes, a photo or...? —I still remember that he had his cell phone in his hand, he wasn't looking at me.

—Nah, better live.

—Su-sure.

We both said it pretending to be normal and cool like idiots.

I remember him standing up awkwardly, we were laughing like idiots, I moved the chair aside so I could see better, he awkwardly unbuckled his belt and then his pants. He pulled down his pants, he was wearing tight black boxers, I'll never forget it, he was completely erect and that thing down there was HUGE. He awkwardly said something like "there it goes" hahaha OMG. And he pulled down his boxers.

His cock sprang out, fully erect. And yes, it was fucking HUGE. Loooong and FAT. With a huge pair of balls down there, and completely hairless, everything looked more sexual and morbid that way. His cock was seriously long and THICK, a little crooked on one side, thicker in the middle, with a huge vein running the whole length that looked like it was going to explode. Everything there was clearly darker than his pale skin. It was a fucking horrendous, appalling, horrible cock, with personality and power. A real cock.

Wonderful.

If I could turn back time, I would improve my first impression. I was so mesmerized and shocked that, ironically, I responded with apparent coldness. I was staring at it so intently without blinking and with my eyes so wide open that he showed it to me and I just stared like an idiot without saying a word for several seconds.

—...and what do you think? —he said without looking at me.

—...Ye-yes, yes.

—Is it okay or...?

—It's scary —HAHAHAHA I swear I said that, I was transparent.

—Well, ummm, yes, I think so —he said, his ego already bruised—. HAHAHA anyway, thanks for the opinion.

He pulled up his boxers.

—No! Wait, wait! I want to see it good so I can tell you —I said desperately.

—O-ok —he said, leaving that halfway.

—You know? I don't know, can I... Umm, touch it?

—Yes, yes, if you want, why not?

I slowly reached out to take it, and he stared at me. It was SO hard, like stone, as if it had bone in it, warm, smooth on the surface but clearly hard inside. Great.

He squirmed a little when I held him; it was so fat I could barely encircle it with my fingers. My panties were wet.

—Didn't she touch it? —I asked, holding it, looking at that without looking at him. Without moving my hand.

—N-no, she just saw it. We were both standing there. She just looked down and told me to put it away. She didn't like it, maybe it scared her like you said, right?

—It's not a bad fear, it's... It's scary, it's just that it's so big. But it's not bad.

I said awkwardly without really saying anything, he just nodded surely without understanding either.

—You know what? If we're going to keep studying, maybe you should cum, so you don't get distracted.

—N-no, no! Don't worry, it's okay, it'll pass quickly, we can continue.

—It's just HAHAHA —now I was laughing fakely like an idiot—. I have a stupid idea, okay? You can say no, it's stupid.

—What? HAHAHA —I shook my head, I wouldn't let it go—. Tell me! HAHAHA come on!

—Okay, I mean, I can make you cum, with my hand in my sink, that's what I do to Mat sometimes, I know how to do it, okay? I have lubricant HAHAHA I told you it was stupid.

And we both laughed in that cringeworthy way. I told him I'd already told him he was stupid, he laughed, I laughed, he asked if I was serious, I said yes while shrugging.

He said it would be fine.

We went to my bathroom, I took the lubricant out of a drawer, he could barely reach to put it in the sink. I put it in one hand, thought for a second and put it in both, cruelly thinking that with Mat I could manage just fine with one hand.

I started desperately jerking him off, with both hands, we awkwardly adjusted ourselves and laughed. He said "he saw something in a porn movie", and told me how to get behind him and jerk him off with both hands.

My chest against his back, my face next to his, masturbating his cock with both hands. And I really did it. I'm even sure I went a little too hard, it felt amazing, I used both hands and I didn't lack dick, I could do it without it being weird, it felt right. I did it with a lot of force, I felt that I wouldn't hurt him "that I was masturbating a real cock", I never asked him if it was too much, nor did he stop me.

It wasn't that fast, maybe a good 5-10 minutes, he was holding back at first, looking at the ceiling with his eyes closed, then he started moaning and when I heard him I wanted to rip his dick off. I started masturbating him using my fingers properly, squeezing, pulling hard but trying not to squeeze too hard. He started saying that it felt incredible, he was writhing, we laughed at times, good laughter, natural, sexual, joyful.

He told me that "it was ready", we both looked at his dick and OMG that thing was seriously twisting.

I squeezed instinctively, stopped moving, but didn't let go, and that thing throbbed, jumped, and moved VIOLENTLY in my hand, seriously, as if it were moving on its own. I could perfectly feel it "pumping" his cum and that stuff coming out in firm spurts into the sink.

I said an absolutely genuine "wow" as he squirted hard in my sink. His cock was still throbbing, he was moaning desperately, we laughed a little at the end. His cock went limp and I snapped out of my daze. Guilt, fear, shame, self-loathing. I let go of him immediately and started washing my hands without looking at him, and he put his penis away.

We didn't say anything more about it; it was really weird. We studied for another hour, and then he left.

In college she lived in a house with 4 other girls and one night invited me over to play games and drink. Played some board games some drinking games and the night away going pretty normally. Then the one roommate said we should play a drinking game off her phone. It was pretty much truth or dare and was mild until I was given the choice to take off my underwear or take 2 shots. So I stood up and turned around am drop my sweats and underwear so they only saw my butt cheeks and everyone thought it was hilarious. Once I turned around every single one of them looked right at my dick cause it was now showing through my sweats and my gf even let out a “damn boy put that thing away”. We finished up this game and put on a movie but everyone was clearly blasted and quickly one by one started going to their rooms. It was now just me (Nicole) and my gf but my gf was passed out on the couch. I managed to get my gf up to her room and lay her in the bed. When I came back down Nicole wasn’t there and I just started cleaning up but then Nicole came back out and started talking to me. She had changed her outfit and was wearing a baggy white shirt and no bra casue I could see them nipples were hard.

So I’m sitting at the kitchen table and she’s saying she’s hungry and opens the fridge and bends herself over and I see she’s only wearing this yellow thong going up her ass and she stays like that far too long for me to look at her. When she can’t find anything I offer to make her macaroni and cheese cause I kinda want some and she loves that idea. I tell her to grab her out of the cabinet but she’s short and can’t reach it so I go behind her and press my dick into her butt as I reach over her and feel her push her butt back into me. She says “so you just gonna rub your big dick on me and walk away”. I had to walk away cause I got hard and I told her that and she says “let me see”. I turn around and my hard dick is running down my leg and she says “mmmmm holy fuck”. She takes her shirt off and walks up to me in her thong and grabs my hands and puts them on herself and we start making out. Her hands grab my sweats and she slowly drops down and pulls the off and tries putting my dick in her mouth but struggles with the thickness. She comes back off and whispers in my ear “do anything you want to me”. I pick her up and put her on the counter and start licking her soaking wet pussy and she’s being very vocal and I tell her she’s gotta be quieter so nobody can hear. I pick her up off the counter and shove my cock in her and start to fuck her and make my way over to the couch where she then rides it. She gets tired so I put her on all fours and fuck her doggy and that makes her cum on my cock. After she cums she puts me the couch and drops to her knees and gives me a very sloppy and wet blowjob until I finally need to cum and she lets me cum all over her face.

A couple of years ago I went on holiday with my Mom. I was 28 and she was 48.

We spent a few days abroad just getting good food, drinking good wine, taking in some local culture etc

One day we decided to have a ‘beach day’, relax and soak up some sun (even though both of us are quite pale)

We walked down the beach for about 15-20 minutes before setting up camp in a spot we liked.

After about an hour we noticed quite a few people walking around naked or topless.

As I went to go and get us a drink from a shop in the beachfront, signs told me that this was a ‘clothing optional beach’.

Both of us were in swimwear, her in a one piece and me on a bikini, and we liked the spot we had so we decided to stay.

Around lunchtime a group of people came, probably 21-25, and set up their camp about 20 feet away

There were 2 guys and 2 girls in bikinis.

Anyway, not long after arriving the guys stripped off their shorts and one girl took her bikini top off.

No big deal!

Around 10 minutes later the other girl took her bikini bottoms off and revealed not only a very peachy butt, but also a very large flaccid penis….

I remember being a bit shocked at what I saw. She was petite, unassuming and doing well in the ‘boob department’, but she was very well endowed.

Both Mum and I spotted this and I remember her saying ‘Oh my… lucky her’ under her breath.

For the next few hours we sat in the sun, drank, read our books and looked up to see this huge girlcock swing about as she played beach games or walked for a dip in the pool.

On one occasion their volleyball came near us and she walked over to get it , and you could visibly see it swing and slap her legs as she walked over!

Fair play to her for having the confidence to show that thing off!

I have two friends who are very well hung. They both explained back in their younger years hiw they used to operate and it was very similar.

The strategy was basically to scout out large groups of girlfriends and target one girl in the group who seemed not to be getting the attention that the others were...and pick them up and bang them well for a few weeks.

Both said it was often good sex since the girls often appreciated the attention and would do most anything to please.

They said what generally would happen is that one way or another that girl would spill the beans. After years of quietly being ignored and having to witness firsthand all the action their friends were getting...now it was them being pleased.

Ultimately the girl would brag Either on her own or at the groups prompting that her new man was well endowed. This would then bring forth some interested members of the group and my friends would then end up banging several more who had to find out.

Any others here follow that same script?

I’m a 24F and my friend is 28M. He recently went through a breakup. He’s muscular, attractive, and we know each other from the same gym. I was actually the one who approached him first, and eventually we got to talking about our sex lives. He shared that his ex never gave him a blowjob, and that lack of intimacy was one of the reasons he ended the relationship.

Without overthinking it, I invited him over to my place so he could experience something he hadn’t before. He agreed. When he arrived, I was already feeling pretty turned on, so I pulled him straight into my room. Things escalated quickly I took off his pants and was surprised by his size, definitely bigger than I expected.

It was a bit challenging for me at first since it was my first time with someone like that, and it took a while, but eventually he finished in my mouth. We ended up having an intense night together I didn’t expect we’d go multiple rounds lol.

The next morning, we woke up, he gave me a kiss, and that was it like nothing had happened

Here’s Part 2:

Two weeks had passed since that first night with Alex, and the memory hadn’t faded. If anything, it had grown stronger, looping in Mike’s mind every time he closed his eyes. He kept replaying the way Sarah’s pale pussy had stretched so wide around Alex’s thick cock, the creamy mess she made, the way her moans had climbed higher and louder than he’d ever heard before.

Sarah felt it too. She was more affectionate, more playful, and noticeably hornier. They’d had sex almost every night since, but it felt different now Mike was harder, lasted longer, and Sarah came easier, often whispering filthy details about Alex’s girth while Mike was inside her. The “equal fifty-fifty” plan had quietly died that first night, and neither of them seemed to mind.

Tonight they were doing it again.

Alex arrived at their house right on time, wearing a fitted black shirt that showed off his muscular arms. He greeted them both with that easy, confident smile, but his eyes lingered on Sarah a little longer this time. She had dressed to tease: a tiny red silk robe that barely covered her ass, nothing underneath. Her full C-cup breasts moved freely under the thin fabric, nipples already stiff with anticipation.

They didn’t waste much time with small talk. The wine stayed unopened. As soon as the bedroom door closed, clothes hit the floor.

Mike’s cock was already rock hard at six and a half inches, veins standing out. Alex stripped down and once again that heavy, beer-can thick cock swung free. Even half-hard it looked intimidating. Sarah bit her lip and let out a soft laugh of disbelief.

“God, I forgot how thick you are,” she murmured, wrapping both hands around it. Her fingers still didn’t meet.

Mike watched her stroke Alex slowly, her pale hands looking small against the girth. That familiar warm thrill bloomed in his stomach again — part nervousness, part raw excitement.

This time they started differently.

Sarah pushed Mike onto his back first. “I want to ride you while I suck him,” she said, voice already breathy.

She climbed on top of Mike in cowgirl, facing him, and sank down onto his familiar length with a satisfied sigh. She felt slick and warm, but not quite as stretched as last time. Mike groaned as she started rolling her hips.

Alex knelt beside Mike’s head, feeding his thick cock toward Sarah’s mouth. She turned her head, opened wide, and took as much of him as she could. Her lips stretched obscenely around the broad head. She could only get about a third of the way down before her cheeks hollowed and she started bobbing, making wet, sloppy sounds.

Mike had the perfect close-up view: his wife’s pretty face stuffed with thick cock while she rode him. Every time she pushed down on Mike, she took Alex a little deeper into her throat. Drool ran down her chin and dripped onto Mike’s chest.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Mike breathed, hands gripping her soft hips.

Sarah popped off Alex’s cock for a second, gasping. “He’s so thick… my jaw already hurts,” she laughed, then dove back down, trying to take more.

After a few minutes she climbed off Mike and turned around, now facing Alex in reverse cowgirl on Mike’s cock. Mike could see everything: her pale ass cheeks spread, his own cock sliding in and out of her pussy, and Alex’s heavy shaft right in front of her face.

She sucked Alex eagerly while bouncing on Mike. The wet sounds of her mouth and pussy filled the room. Mike could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating his balls.

“Switch,” Sarah suddenly said, voice husky.

She lifted off Mike and moved to all fours in the center of the bed. “Mike, you first this time. Get me ready.”

Mike didn’t need to be told twice. He knelt behind her and slid back into her soaked pussy. She felt incredible, but he knew what was coming next. He fucked her with steady strokes, watching her ass ripple.

After a couple minutes, Sarah looked back over her shoulder at Alex. “Your turn. I want that thick cock again.”

Mike pulled out reluctantly. Alex moved in behind her, rubbing that fat head up and down her dripping lips. Even after taking Mike, her entrance still looked small compared to what was about to enter.

He pushed forward. Sarah let out a long, trembling “Fuuuuck…” as the thick head popped inside. Her pussy lips stretched wide again, turning a deeper pink as they clung tightly to the shaft. Inch after thick inch disappeared inside her until Alex’s heavy balls rested against her clit.

“Oh my god… it’s even tighter than I remembered,” she whimpered, pushing back against him.

Mike moved to the side, stroking himself slowly as he watched. Alex started slow, letting her adjust, then gradually picked up speed. The wet, obscene slapping sounds returned immediately. Sarah’s moans grew louder with every thrust.

Mike leaned in and kissed her deeply while Alex fucked her from behind. He could feel her body jolt forward with each powerful stroke.

“Harder,” Sarah gasped against Mike’s mouth. “Fuck me harder with that thick cock.”

Alex obliged, gripping her hips tighter and driving in deep. Sarah’s eyes fluttered and her mouth fell open in a constant moan. Her full breasts swayed heavily beneath her.

Mike couldn’t hold back. The sight of his wife getting railed by that girthy cock was too much. He stroked faster and came hard, shooting ropes across the sheets and Sarah’s arm. The orgasm left him dizzy.

Sarah barely noticed. She was lost in it again.

Alex flipped her onto her back and lifted her legs high, folding her almost in half. He drove in deep, pounding her with long, powerful strokes. Sarah’s pussy was visibly stretched, creamy white froth coating the base of Alex’s thick shaft again.

“Look at her,” Alex said to Mike, voice calm but deep. “She’s creaming so much for me.”

Mike nodded, eyes glued to the sight. Sarah’s pale skin was flushed pink from her chest to her cheeks. Her pussy looked puffy and used, lips gripping every inch as Alex pulled back.

“I’m gonna cum,” Sarah cried out. Her body tensed, back arching hard as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched and pulsed visibly around Alex’s girth, squirting a little around the thick shaft.

Alex didn’t stop. He kept fucking her through it, then through another smaller one that followed right after.

Finally, he groaned and buried himself to the hilt. “Fuck… here it comes.”

Sarah moaned loudly as she felt him explode inside her — long, heavy pulses flooding her deep. When he finally pulled out, a thick white river of cum poured from her stretched hole. Her pussy stayed open for several seconds, a perfect gaping tunnel before it slowly began to close.

Mike stared, mesmerized. His cock was already twitching back to life.

Sarah reached down and gently spread her pussy lips with two fingers, showing them both the creamy mess inside.

“God, I’m so full,” she whispered, smiling dreamily. Then she looked at Mike with heavy-lidded eyes. “Come here, baby.”

Mike moved between her legs. Her pussy felt incredibly hot and slippery, still loose from Alex. He slid in easily, groaning at the completely different sensation — slick, creamy, and open in a way he’d never felt before.

Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him softly.

“Feel that?” she whispered against his lips as he started thrusting. “That’s what his thick cock did to me.”

Mike moaned into her mouth and fucked her harder, the sound of Alex’s cum squelching with every stroke driving him wild. He didn’t last long. Within two minutes he was cumming hard inside her, adding his own load to the mess.

When he pulled out, Sarah lay there glowing, legs still spread, cum slowly leaking from her well-fucked pussy.

She looked at both men with a satisfied, slightly wicked smile.

“Next time,” she said softly, “I want both of you inside me at the same time… if you think you can handle it.”

Mike and Alex exchanged a glance. Mike’s spent cock gave another involuntary twitch.

The surprise wasn’t over yet.

Just a funny little thing that happened with me today. So, I've been flirting a little bit with this transgender woman on a dating app, a little older than me but still really has this air of shyness to her, just really sweet all around, we are having a good chat about life and Warhammer 40k and all sorts of just really geeky things, which you can never go wrong with, I really love partners who are at least a little nerdy. I just find personally I need some personality to be attracted to someone, you know? And then at some point things start turning spicy.

I made a joke about America being the land of the free, home of the whopper, and she says: "You can have my whopper :3."

I replied: "I mean ... you think I could see it?"

To which she replied, "fine, you have been lovely and not creepy which is a nice change." And so she sends me her album of nudes and the way I fucking dropped my phone. Good God, when I tell you, I am decently hung thick, and that thing absolutely DWARFED mine, and was practically spilling over the side of her thigh it was so long even semi soft, and hard it went all the way up to the belly button. Probably the first time in my life I've actually met someone with an actual porn dick. Hell, even the soft probably looked like it was close to 5 inches alone and thick. I kinda want to ask her to meet, but at the same time I am absolutely terrified, the head alone was so massive that it would take considerable effort to get it in the back door; at the same time, that does sound fun to try.

(No real names were used here)

So to add a little bit of context, I've started hitting the gym about a year ago. Doctor's orders to put on some weight.

I recruited the help of my best friend Jake, who had been hitting the gym for years and, by this point, knew basically everything a regular dude could know about fitness, dieting etc. He taught me a few things and we created my training routine together, and then we started going to a gym near his house (because there he could show me how to work the equipment and later I'd be able to do everything by myself after finding a better gym for me).

As I got more invested into this new hobby, I ended up getting used to going to Jake's gym. We'd take turns giving each other car rides, and sometimes his girlfriend Nicole would join us, which led to this situation that happened recently.

I stopped by Jake's place to meet with him and Nicole. But as I got there, I saw Jake coming out his front door still on his PJs, while Nicole was fully dressed for the gym. He told me he was having a really bad episode of food poisoning and would have to sit this one out, while Nicole insisted to go because she thought missing one day would lead to her missing more, becoming lazy, etc.

Ok, awkward situation because I don't really talk to Nicole and I'd appreciate a heads-up, but I didn't wanna seem pissed, so I just rolled with it. I took her to our gym and went about my business, while leaving her alone to do her exercises.

I ended up seeing her staring at me a few times, from a distance, like she wanted to tell me something, but she'd quickly look away when I noticed her. I finished my exercises and asked if she was ready to leave, but she said there was still one left: the squats. And she'd need help because her back was sore. An alarm blared inside my head, because I didn't want to be that kind of guy to my best friend, so I asked if she could do another exercise in its place, or maybe just skip the squats entirely, but she said no, gave me some reasons and I ended up having to accept helping her.

I think you can imagine what happened. She used every opportunity to touch her body on my cock while acting as if nothing was happening. I want to say I'm a spiritually evolved kind of guy but I'm not, so I got hard with these movements and I could see she do a little smirk when she noticed my situation.

She finished her squats and we went back to the car. We were talking about how empty the gym was that day, and how good it was that we were able to do all the exercises without having to deal with other people bothering us. She thanked me for helping with the squats, and I was like "Yeah, don't worry about it. Next time, let's just leave that for Jake, okay?" and she answered jokingly "Well, to be fair, I preferred your help than Jake's..." and we both went silent for a few seconds, before she added: "and you seemed to have enjoyed it too." right before touching my thigh.

She startled me into almost losing control of the car for a split second, but I quickly regained my senses. My spiritually unevolved dick, though, had other plans and was staring to get hard.

"See? You like it." she pointed to it and laughed. I stammered a few words to the effect of "I think we should stop this conversation right here." but she wouldn't have it. She said she had been noticing me for a while, up to that point, and she had seen that some of my gym shorts and pants would always make a big bulge, which led her to be curious about what was under it. I asked if this was a joke and if Jake was messing with me, but she said no and that this was all her.

Throughout this entire exchange, her hand was still on my thigh and my cock had gotten fully hard, and she ended up moving her hand up a little bit to touch it. She leaned and said "just let me thank for helping me before we get to Jake's."

At this point, my brain just turned off. There was a hot girl with her hand on my cock and that's all I could think about. I parked on an empty street and she didn't even say anything before pulling my shorts and underwear, from which my hard cock bounced out. She gasped and said something like "holy shit, it's huge."

She was in disbelief, trying to close her hands around it and just playing with it, in general, before she put it in her mouth. She could barely get half of it inside her mouth, but she worked with what she could and ended up swallowing all my nut when I came, even licking the drops that dripped down my shaft.

She asked me to drop her off at Jake's, then walked out of the car cheerfully, as if nothing had happened.

I’ve always prided myself on being the composed, professional daughter-in-law.. My husband’s family is the same way very proper, very private. Or at least, that’s what I thought until we spent a weekend at their cabin. My father-in-law is a tall, imposing man who carries himself with a lot of authority, and I’d always respected his disciplined nature. That respect turned into a total, greedy obsession on Saturday morning.

I had woken up early to get some studying done, playing the part of the ambitious student even on vacation. I headed toward the kitchen for coffee, assuming everyone else was still asleep. The bathroom door was cracked open just an inch, and as I walked past, I caught a glimpse of him stepping out of the shower. I should have looked away, but my curiosity is far bigger than my good girl reputation.

He was completely naked, reaching for a towel, and I realized in an instant that his proper exterior was hiding something massive. Even flaccid, he was thicker and longer than anything I’d ever seen a heavy, dark weight that looked completely out of place on a man so dignified. I’m a small girl, and the sheer scale of him made my stomach flip. He caught my eye in the mirror, and for a second, the professional mask slipped for both of us. He didn't rush to cover up; he just let me take him in with a blunt, heavy stare that told me he knew exactly what I was looking at.

Now, I can’t sit across from him at dinner without my mind going straight to the gutter. I’m supposed to be the reliable one in the family, but I’ve become incredibly restless. Every time he speaks to me in that authoritative tone, I just imagine how that massive, hidden part of him would feel stretching out my petite frame. I’ve started staying up late just hoping to accidentally run into him in the hallway again, wanting to see if the most disciplined man I know is as vulgar and demanding behind closed doors as I hope he is.

I was raised in a strict Mormon family and community. When I met my husband I had only been with one other person, my first husband. Even though he never said so I could tell hubby would get frustrated with my shyness and lack of experience. My first marriage was basically sexless, but with hubby I found myself so much more into it, and basically horny all of the time. He had sown his wild oats for years and his experience compared to mine intimidated me.

After we had been married for a little over a year we were having a conversation where I made a comment about how I never got to go wild when I was in my youth. I was taken aback when he made an offhand comment about how if I found myself in a situation where I wanted to do something then I had permission but he really didn’t want to know about it.

A few weeks later he left on a month long national tour with his band, and within a few days of him being gone I felt an escalating tingle between my legs and within a few more hours I was so horny my pussy was dripping down my leg and I couldn’t sit still at all. I was just wiggling my ass down into the couch and squirming around just to put pressure on my mound.

I said fuck it and texted this hot basque guy I had chemistry with and for several years now, and asked him to go out for drinks tonight. Even my husband had noticed our connection, and I could tell he didn’t like him even if he wouldn’t say so. About an hour went by with no response and I was starting to get frustrated and regret it when my phone buzzed and it was him apologizing because he was busy with a gig (Basque musician) and didn’t see my text, but that he really wanted to meet up.

I spent the entire rest of the afternoon and evening preening; trimmed the pubes, did my nails, painted my toenails too, picked out the perfect panties and outfit. It’s usually cold in Idaho in March, so it took some thinking to come up with something warm enough but also that showed enough skin and was slutty enough to say “hey I’m planning on fucking you tonight”. It involved the use of leggings, a garter, and a high cleavage visibility top, and I wore uggs to broadcast “basic slut.”

We first met up for dinner at a basque restaurant and bar. One of the first things I told him was that my husband was out of town for a month, and I saw a bulge in his pants grow and shift a little, and it took my breath away to see the power I’d just had over someone.

We spent the next few hours eating and drinking and talking, and decided to go dancing at a dive bar. Everyone knows this game. We drank and danced and got progressively more bold and frisky. Soon we were grinding on the dance floor and he kissed me, grabbing my ass cheeks and pushing my crotch hard into his now hard cock straining to bust the button of his pants. I reached down and grabbed it and was shocked by the size. My husband is about 5.5” and honestly has the perfect curving gspot tool, but I didn’t really think I could take or want much more. I couldn’t tell how big my basque boy was except that he was significantly larger than my husband. I actually had always been scared of big dicks and not attracted to them at all; a friend of mine ended up in the hospital because of her horse dicked boyfriend. But I had been beyond the point of return for a while now. I noticed my best friend came in the door and I didn’t stop grinding against him. I didn’t give a fuck. She gave me a bemused look and watched me for a bit to make sure I was ok.

He asked me if I wanted to go back to his place and I said yes so fast I wasn’t sure he heard me but he took my hand and pulled me out of there. He only lived a few blocks away and so we walked, stopping to make out and grope each other along the way. At a stoplight he slid his hand down the back of my pants and slid his finger from clit to ass and my gushing pussy covered his hand. and he was ecstatic at how wet I was so I put his wet finger in mouth and sucked on it.

We got to his place and he asked me if I wanted a drink. I couldn’t believe that the next thing out of my mouth was “no I want you to take me to your bed and fuck the living shit out of me right now!”

He didn’t argue and very soon we were naked in his bed. His body felt so good on mine. He was very fit and sensual. He sucked on my nipples and kissed down my belly until he got to my pussy and rubbed the outside of my lips and circled his tongue around my clit. I got even more turned on when I saw his face soaked with my juice and felt like I was going to explode. I flipped over and put his cock in my mouth, or rather tried to. My poor little jaw started cramping pretty quickly and he could tell I was struggling. I was nervous but knew I had to try and take it, but my TMJ wasn’t helping either.

“Soooo…. Should I get a condom now?” He asked me. “Fuck!” I said. “I forgot condoms, not that the ones I have would fit you anyways.” “No it’s cool, I’ve got some.” I stopped him and explained my latex allergy and how the combo of that and his donkey dick would do terrible things to me. I’m a plump curvy milf now, but this was pre-mom and I was a petite 5’6 and about 120 pounds.

He was very gracious and told me he really wanted to get me off and asked if there was something else I wanted him to do.

I laid down on my back and put my legs in the air and begged “please please fuck me right now. Bare. Give me that cock please!” “Ok baby”. He did not argue. As he climbed between my legs I put my hands out and stopped him, and told him I squirted a lot when really excited and if that was ok, and he said “fuck yeah!”

We deeply tongue kissed while our bodies slid around together and he positioned the head of his cock right in the perfect spot and pushed in just a little, and I moaned so loud. He pushed in a little further but it was hard work in spite of how wet I was. He was enormous and I found myself wishing I could cast a spell and shrink his cock. My best guess is 8” and as thick as somewhere between a mag light and a coke can. I’d heard super hung guys had trouble staying fully hard, but his was like a rock. He slowly started working it in and out until he started fucking me with about 4” of it. It hurt but also felt so amazing and I was so turned on the pain just felt good too. I felt myself relaxing and taking it more easily which kept exciting me more. I pulled my legs up high to put them on his shoulders and tried to shift my ass further under him but I pushed him up higher than I meant to and and he plunged down into me with all of his weight and his cock slammed into my cervix. An explosion of pain waved through my body and I saw white stars for a moment, but I was drunk and full of endorphins and it quickly changed to the best thing I’ve ever felt. My hand flew wildly over to the night table and knocked my phone off and unbeknownst to me pocket dialed my husband (boyfriend at the time) and proceeded to leave him a voicemail of the rest of the encounter 🫣

It only took one more pump and I started spraying like a fountain screaming “oh god oh god fuck me” and similar things. My feet slipped off his shoulders and I wrapped my legs around him and we started rhythmically screwing getting a little faster and faster and tongue kissing deeply. I wanted to get on my hands and knees or climb on top of him but I could not stop under any circumstances. We had scorching hot passionate missionary sex for about ten minutes but it felt like hours. Then, in spite of the booze, he couldn’t handle my tight little squirting pussy anymore and told me he was about to blow. I felt him pulling out and he made it all the way to the head but I was seconds from cumming and squirting again and I couldn’t believe what I was doing as I did it but I pulled him in as hard as I could and wrapped my legs around him and locked my ankles and started screaming “no take this fucking pussy take it fill me up fill. Me. Up!” I was cumming and spraying and his cock was pumping me full of cum like a firehose and we were shuddering and shaking and moaning until his balls were completely empty inside my ovulating womb. We kissed and he continued to slowly pump me for a couple of minutes until he got too soft and slipped out. I started rubbing my clit and he slid two fingers curled up to my gspot and one in my ass and I rubbed out three clitoral orgasms before we collapsed into each others arms and fell asleep.

I was WAY too sore for a morning repeat but told him I wanted to see him again soon. My pussy was wrecked and still oozing cum and now a little blood from where he tore my sugar walls, but it was still like a warm glowing soft orgasm. I went and bought a plan B and went home and watched movies and rubbed my clit all day. Husband incredulously asked me about the voicemail and I told him I fell asleep watching porn and must have rolled over on the phone 🤣 I don’t think he ever believed me but I’m confident he was misbehaving himself on tour at least some.

I’m 24 and I’ve been sexually active for a couple years now. Probably hooked up with 10 to 15 guys by now, mostly one-offs from apps, some party hookups, a couple of boyfriends. Almost all of them were pretty average sized around 4 to 5 inches, nothing too thick or long. Everything always felt normal and easy. I never really had to think about size because it just worked without any issues.

A few days ago I matched with this 27-year-old guy on one of the apps. We texted a bit, met up for drinks, and things felt good so we went back to his place. When we got to it and he was fully hard, I just kind of stared for a second.

It was big. Like, actually big. Probably 8 to 9 inches long and really thick. When I wrapped my hand around it, my fingers didn’t even come close to touching. We laughed, I had to use both hands stacked on top of each other to cover most of it, and there was still some left sticking out the top. The head was big too, kind of flared out. It looked way different from anything I’d seen in real life, not fake or anything, just clearly not normal.

I tried going down on him, but I could only fit the tip and maybe an inch or so. My jaw felt stretched out right away, and trying to take more made me gag almost instantly. I gave up on deep throating and just focused on the head, licking around it, sucking a little, while using both hands to stroke the rest of the shaft slowly.

We used a ton of lube for actual sex and went really slow at first. Even then, just getting the head in felt like a stretch. I had to stop a couple times to breathe and let my body adjust because it was pressing really deep super fast. Some positions hurt when he went too far, so I ended up on top so I could control how much went in and how fast. Once I got the rhythm right, the feeling of being that full was crazy intense. I came harder than I usually do, just from how completely filled up I felt.

It was different from every other hookup I’ve had. Average has always been fine and easy, but this was on another level, we took more time and care, but the payoff was way stronger. I’m still thinking about it today

18m when i was younger, in football lockeroom durong shower after games and training, i was the biggest, in school too, but one game in the end we are going to take a shower, and some guy 1 year younger than us, have played with us in that game, the guy without knowing nobody, he gets naked and make the lockeroom things during shower, like making things with dick etc not gay things, but i was the biggest but that kid almost still my place, he have literaly 3 legs you guys will not believe in his dick, i still biger but it was a close one, in soft size.

Sarah and Mike had been married for eight years and their sex life was solid but had grown a bit routine. Mike stood six foot one with an athletic build and carried a respectable six and a half inches. It had always been enough for Sarah. She loved how it felt inside her and how he knew exactly how to use it. Sarah was five foot six with soft curves full C cup breasts and pale creamy skin that flushed pink when she got excited. Mike called her his White princess because of that beautiful pale skin.

They had talked about bringing in another man for months. A real threesome where everything stayed equal fifty fifty. Mike would fuck Sarah while the other guy did the same and they would switch off so no one felt left out. To keep it safe and exciting Sarah matched with Alex on Tinder two weeks earlier. He seemed charming respectful and normal when they met for a quick drink. Alex stood six foot two with a muscular frame and an easy smile. Tonight was the night they invited him over.

They sat in the living room with wine flowing and laughter filling the air. Sarah wore a short black dress that hugged her hips and showed off her smooth legs. Mike kept his hand on her thigh the whole time. The chemistry between Sarah and Alex felt electric right away.

When they moved to the bedroom the lights were dimmed low. Clothes came off slowly. Mike was hard at six and a half inches with average girth and visible veins. Alex stripped down next and both Sarah and Mike paused for a moment. Alex was the same length at six and a half inches but much much thicker. His cock looked heavy like a thick beer can with a broad head and prominent veins wrapping around the shaft. It hung low even when only half hard and as Sarah wrapped her fingers around it they barely met halfway.

Wow Sarah whispered her voice breathy. That feels so different.

Mike felt a strange warm thrill in his stomach. Equal play right he said trying to sound casual.

They started on the big king bed with Sarah lying on her back legs spread wide. Mike went in first sliding into her familiar wet heat. She felt perfect around him and she moaned softly while her hands ran down his back. He thrust steadily kissing her deeply. After only a few minutes the excitement made him too sensitive and he pulled out breathing hard already close to the edge.

Your turn Mike told Alex his voice a little tight.

Alex moved between Sarahs thighs and rubbed the fat wide head of his cock up and down her slick pussy lips coating himself in her wetness. Sarah bit her lip and looked down between her legs. Go slow she said softly. It is really thick.

He pressed forward. The head pushed past her entrance with a wet pop and Sarah gasped sharply. Inch by thick inch her pussy stretched open around him. Her pale lips clung tight to the shaft parting wider than Mike had ever seen them go. Her inner walls visibly stretched to take the girth and she let out a long trembling moan.

Oh fuck it is stretching me so much she breathed her voice shaking with both surprise and growing pleasure.

Mike sat back on the edge of the bed his own cock in his hand watching every second. He planned to jump back in soon but the sight held him in place. Sarahs creamy pale pussy looked so full and opened up around that thick cock. She looked different more completely filled.

Alex started slow letting her adjust then built a steady rhythm with long deep strokes. Sarahs moans grew louder and more urgent. God it feels so different she said. So full everywhere.

Mike leaned in to suck on her nipples while Alex kept fucking her. He wanted to stay part of it but the visual was too much. After just a couple minutes of watching Sarah take those thick strokes Mike felt his balls tighten. He stroked himself faster and came hard spurting onto his hand and the sheets with a groan. His load came out quick and strong but it left him spent fast. The orgasm hit him harder than usual from the pure visual overload.

Sarah noticed but she was already lost in the feeling. Keep going Alex she moaned. Do not stop.

Alex had amazing stamina. He did not slow down at all. He flipped Sarah onto all fours so she faced Mike. That way her husband could see every expression on her face. Alex gripped her hips firmly and drove in deeper. The wet slapping sounds of her stretched pussy taking that thick cock filled the room louder and more obscene than when Mike fucked her. Sarahs eyes rolled back and her mouth stayed open in constant moans.

Look at her Alex said calmly to Mike. She is loving every inch.

Mike nodded unable to look away. Sarahs ass cheeks rippled each time Alex thrust forward. Her pussy lips were puffy and swollen now clinging tightly to the thick shaft on every outward pull before swallowing it back in. She was creaming heavily around him thick white froth building up at the base of Alexs cock. Mike rarely saw her get that wet and messy.

Oh my god yes Sarah gasped pushing back to meet every thrust. It is hitting spots I did not even know existed. It is so thick and it stretches me so good.

The planned equal threesome faded away without anyone saying a word. Mike did not try to join right away. He loved watching too much. The way her whole body responded trembling and arching her back while her juices dripped down her inner thighs. Alex fucked her in that position for over fifteen minutes changing angles and making her cum hard once with a loud shaking orgasm that left her gasping and gripping the sheets.

They switched positions again. Sarah climbed on top of Alex in reverse cowgirl facing Mike directly. Mike had the perfect view of her stretched pussy sliding up and down that girthy shaft. Her pale lips gripped him so tightly they looked almost strained as she rose and fell. Her swollen clit rubbed against the thick base with every grind. Alex reached around and played with her breasts pinching her nipples while she rode him harder.

Fuck I am cumming again Sarah whimpered her hips grinding down deep. Her body shook violently as her pussy pulsed and squeezed visibly around the thick cock.

Mike had gotten hard again from the sight. He stroked himself watching her face twist in pleasure and her tits bounce. He came a second time just as fast spurting onto his own stomach with another quick intense orgasm. No jealousy only raw arousal at how much she was enjoying herself and how her body was being opened in ways his slimmer cock had never quite reached.

Alex still was not close. His stamina seemed endless. He laid Sarah on her back once more lifting her legs over his shoulders and pounded her with powerful controlled thrusts. The bed creaked steadily under them. Sarah was a sweaty mess with her hair wild and her face lost in pure bliss.

Do not stop she begged her voice hoarse. Fill me up. I want to feel all of it.

Mike moved closer now gently stroking her hair and kissing her forehead while Alex kept driving into her. Sarah reached down and rubbed her own clit as Alex thrust and she came a third time even harder than before. Her pussy clenched so tightly around the thick cock that Alex finally groaned and buried himself deep. He came with long heavy pulses flooding her with warm cum. Sarah moaned loudly feeling every spurt deep inside her stretched walls.

When Alex finally pulled out a thick stream of his cum leaked from her gaping pussy. Her entrance stayed slightly open for a moment visibly stretched and puffy before slowly starting to close. Mike stared mesmerized by the sight. He had never seen her look so thoroughly used and satisfied.

Sarah smiled up at Mike her eyes heavy with pleasure. That was incredible she whispered. But next time maybe you can join more.

Mike kissed her deeply already feeling his cock twitch again at the memory. He loved watching her get stretched and lost in it more than he ever expected. The fifty fifty plan had completely changed and he could not wait to do it again.

I’ve always been the shy, nerdy kid. My brother and I moved to the UK when I was ten, and I never really fit in there, especially as my interests were more geeky.

High school made everything worse. One day in the showers, the other guys saw my dick—way too big even when soft. They nicknamed me Baby dick, which later turned to Baby D, laughing that it was the size of a baby. The teasing was constant, and needless to say they omitted the reasoning behind that name from the girls, so ofc they made their assumptions. I became even more of a laughing stock. I already barely spoke to girls, and after that I stopped trying altogether.

Well that kept on for while, until my last year of high school. someone from my year threw a house party, and somehow I got invited. I was standing awkwardly in the corner when I noticed one of those bitchy but popular girls chatting with her friends across the room. She kept sneaking looks at me and laughing with them. After a minute she broke away, walked straight over with a sassy smirk, and leaned in close.

She teased me, saying I look pathetic, laughing and saying her friends group decided that one of them ks gonna do me a favor tonight and she was the unluxky one. It was probably a part of some cruel game or bet they had.

Before I could say anything, she grabbed me by the collar and pulled me toward the restroom. Once inside, she pushed the door shut and pressed up against me, her hand sliding straight down to my crotch. She squeezed, then laughed, asking if I shoved an eggplant in my crotch.

Before I could react, she yanked my jeans and boxers down. My cock flopped out, dropping with a thud on her face - heavy, thick, and already starting to harden. That was the first time I had a girl look at my cock. Her laugh died instantly. She gasped, eyes wide with fear. The confident attitude vanished. She suddenly looked timid and flustered, cheeks burning as she stumbled back.

She turned and slipped out of the restroom, saying “hell no way!” Or something as she left, leaving me standing there exposed, heart pounding with that familiar mix of shame and frustration.

And thats how I didn’t lose my virginity.

My fiancé and I were talking about sex recently, and she mentioned just how much she’s always loved my cock, and how nothing has ever felt as good as I do and how she hasn’t even used her dildo since we’ve been together for the last 3 years. She even told me where it was stored in an old suitcase in the attic….

This got me curious……so I climbed up to the attic to retrieve it. It seemed huge to me, but, I don’t think women shop for small dildos. 😂

I had to measure it, and have been grinning ever since…….the toy I thought was huge…..is a full inch shorter than I am, and a full inch skinnier. Since I have no concept of dick sizes besides my own, that I can only look down and look at…..I never understand how big I am, even though every woman I’ve been with has mentioned it repeatedly. I suppose a 7x5 dildo is above average and enough to please a woman…..but my 8x6 dick is even better…. 😁

I always struggled with my huge cock. Since I moved to the UK with my big brother as my only family, we are pretty close, and when he got a girlfriend we naturally became close as well.

I opened up to her over a year ago about my struggles with girls. I told her how every time things got close, they would either get scared or couldn’t even fit my tip no matter how turned on or wet they were. Naively, I asked her how she dealt with my brother’s size, thinking he must be just as big.

He wasn’t.

At first she didn’t really understand what I meant. She looked confused, tilting her head and asking a couple of gentle follow-up questions, like she thought I was exaggerating or just nervous. I kept explaining, trying to describe how big it actually gets and how impossible it seemed for anyone to handle.

She asked how big mine actually was. When I gave her the numbers, her eyes widened in pure shock. She tried to stay casual, but I could see something change in the way she looked at me. After that, she became noticeably friendlier—lingering a bit longer when we talked, smiling more, finding excuses to be around me. Nothing physical ever happened, but a few weeks went by and they broke up.

A few months ago my brother confessed to me about their break up. He said the sex had slowly died out and eventually stopped completely, and after a while he actually got her to confess - she was fantasizing about my cock, and apparently since then she wad always looking for opportunities to eye my crotch.

I was somewhat devastated hearing that. And worst of all - she actually texted me a few times after their break up, wanting to meet up. It never happened ofc, but lowkey i think I maybe should have. And that makes me feel dirty inside

I was 22 or so, backpacking through Europe and crashed at this sketchy hostel with like 8 bunk beds crammed in one big open room. Lights were off but it was still kinda loud with people snoring and shit. I couldn’t sleep at all around 1am, my mind was racing and I got super horny. So I just pulled my shorts down and started stroking my big 8.5 inch cock under the thin blanket on the top bunk.

At first I was trying to be quiet but after 10-15 minutes I stopped giving a fuck. My hand was moving faster, the bed was creaking a little and I was breathing heavy. Then out of nowhere I hear these soft muffled moans coming from the bunk right below me. Some girl was down there touching herself too. Fuck that turned me on so much my cock throbbed hard. I started groaning louder on purpose and really going at it, no more hiding.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I climbed down quietly with my hard dick still out swinging. When I got to the bottom bunk she was already bent over in doggy style on her bed fingering her wet pussy like crazy. She had this thick juicy PAWG ass that looked perfect in the dim light.

I whispered “hey” real quiet. She didn’t even stop or look back she just pushed her ass up a bit higher. So I got right behind her grabbed her hips and slid my thick cock deep inside her in one push. She let out this horny little moan and I started pounding her. The sound of her fat cheeks clapping echoed in the quiet room but we didn’t care at all we were both way too horny.

I clapped them hard and fast while she moaned into the pillow trying not to be too loud but failing. Her pussy was so wet and tight gripping me perfect. We went at it like animals for a few minutes till I felt her start shaking and cumming on my cock. That pushed me over the edge too. I buried myself balls deep and dumped a

huge load right inside her pulsing pussy.

As soon as we both finished I pulled out climbed back up to my bunk without saying another word. She stayed there breathing heavy with my cum leaking out of her. Never even saw her face properly but damn that was one of the hottest random fucks ever.