Hi people my name is Darlene and I am what you might call a size queen. That's right I love cock but I love the cock big. And I am not talking just above average either. I am talking nine plus inches and I don't want to be able to wrap my hand around it when it is fully erect. If you are smaller than that you need not apply to pound this sweet pussy.
Let me tell you a little bit more about me. I am 25, stand 5'6 and weigh around 125-135lbs depending on the day. I am not the skinniest broad out here but I don't look too bad if I say so myself. I have long jet black hair that touches the top of butt when I wear it down. Piercing blue eyes that have such sultriness they give the impression of being in the midst of constant orgasm. With this average package God did however play one cruel joke on me that I learned to accept with vigor in time. He bestowed upon me a cavernous cunt and a gaping anal cavity. When I started experimenting with sex I soon found it took at least four of my own fingers deep penetration to achieve orgasm. Once I experienced my first earth shaking cum though I was hooked. The next day I went and bought the biggest dildo and butt plug the local smut store had to offer. You should have seen the look on the poor clerk's face. He couldn't have been a day over eighteen and when I brought the two monsters up to the counter he almost shit himself!
I quickly became a slave to my desires and went in search of the biggest cocks I could find. I had a "deep" and I mean "deep" need to be filled and that is exactly what I looked for. I had become pretty talented in scouting out potential prospects just by gazing at their crotches. It was always a piss off though if the guy stuffed himself. More than once I have told a guy to go fuck himself because he wasn't fucking me with the puny piece he was packing.
Boys remember just because you roll a sock up in your pants doesn't mean the girl is not going to notice your lacking once you get in the sack! If a woman is a size queen like myself and picks you out because of what you have on display the only thing that is going to happen is that you will end up pissing them off when they see your true short coming. And don't even try to give me the line you can make it up with your tongue, sure I love to have my pussy licked but a size queen can only truly be satisfied with a long, thick, hard cock that can touch her deepest insides.
It was last Friday night and little did I know I was about get the fuck of my life. And this romp was going to come from the biggest cock and the smallest cock I have ever had. I was out looking for a good piece of man meat and decided to go to one of my favorite pick up bars. It was one of those crowed joints all lasers and loud rock. The lasers flashing around the place would occasionally pick out a possibility for me and I would play the stare game. On this night however I didn't have to look long as I spotted a young hunk giving me the eye from a couple of seats down.
He was big and brawny, his long flowing chestnut mane hung down past his shoulders. It had pretty blond highlights that matched his light brown eyes. He was talking to another man and pointing at me. His friend had a short dark hair cut in military style. He was much shorter than the brown hair guy but also looked in very good shape. The clothes they were wearing kind of made me laugh; they had on almost identical outfits, painted on stonewash jeans, and dark silk shirts. When I go out with girlfriends I make sure I am not caught dead in an outfit that appears to be the same as one of the people I am with, I guess guys just don't care. Maybe it is part of the gang mentality.
I was sipping on my Blue Lagoon when the bartender put another in front of me. Since I hadn't ordered another I gave him a quizzical gaze. He pointed to the end of the bar where the two gentlemen were sitting and told me it was courtesy of them. I looked over at the two and held my glass up toasting there good nature then waved them over. I watched the two walk over confidently, the taller one whom I would soon find out was named Jason was definite fuck material, his member hung heavy down the right side of his leg. His jeans were so tight I could almost count the veins. His friend however was a bit of a disappointment; he barely sported any bulge whatsoever.
