My Girlfriends Ruined Pussy

A patient I'll call Jim had come in with a situation regarding his sex life with a woman he had been dating for the past six months. I'll refer to her as Jane and you can note by the end that he isn't actually asking for anything medically. He clearly was just venting to a professional and sometimes listening is all I can do.

Here is Jim speaking...

[Jane] and I had been dating for several months and I had started mentioning that I might like to take our relationship to the next level i.e. sex. Jane was very reluctant and implied that her hesitance might be for religious reasons but never actually came out and said it. In fact, she was willing to do almost anything besides intercourse. I finally convinced her to give it a try but she seemed very apprehensive which I found weird because she had been in a 3 year relationship with another man and they were sexually active. I had to wonder if she might have had a bad experience and I hoped that a GOOD sexual encounter would restore her desire.

Long story short, Jane and I were in bed having agreed to sex. I wanted to do my best to be a good lover and focus on her needs but she seemed completely uninterested in foreplay. I tried to stimulate her clitorus but she immediately pushed my hand away leading me to consider the strong possibility that she was simply fridged. Since Jane wasn't interested in foreplay I decided to go right in. I spread her legs apart and brought my hips in but couldn't feel myself penetrating. I could feel the wetness of her vagina but there wasn't the pressure that one feels upon penetration. It felt like I was maybe missing the vagina so I looked down and there were our hips pressed together and my penis was definitely inside her body.

Jane is young, thin and in good shape. She's probably about average to below average in height so one might expect her to have a tight pussy yet here we are in the midst of intercourse and neither of us are feeling it. My penis is normal sized and I've never had a complaint before but I can't feel anything. Jane asks me the question no man wants to hear, "are you in yet?" I go through the motions of sex but I'm not feeling anything and although Jane is making slight but obvious attempts to fake it, it's clear that her meager little moans are unrelated to anything I'm doing. I don't even come close to cumming but I go through the act just to get it over with and then roll off.

I was flummoxed over what to do. It wasn't like next time was going to be any different. It wasn't like her vagina was going to magically tighten up. It was clear that Jane knew the situation which was the reason she was reluctant to have sex and I had to wonder if this wasn't why she and her previous boyfriend broke up. On another occasion, I was stimulating her clitorous with my finger to the point where she got quite wet. I inserted a finger with no negative response from Jane so I went with two then three and four. I had four fingers easily going in and out of her dripping wet vagina and for the first time seemed to be getting an authentic response. There still seemed to be room so I ended up inserting my entire hand and Jane's head rocked back and her eyes closed in a look of actual ecstasy. Was this what it took? An entire hand and I was pushing in all the way to my wrist.

One day, I was having a conversation with Jane about something that happened at the gym involving a fellow with a fairly unique name (I'll call him Justin). Jane suddenly became interested and asked me to describe the guy and after doing so she told me that he was her ex boyfriend. According to Jane the breakup was entirely amicable with no hard feelings. She didn't give any indication as to why they broke up but assured me I should hold no negativity towards Justin

The next time I was at the gym, I mentioned to Justin that we had a mutual acquaintance and he seemed totally cool about it and asked how Jane was doing. We ended up having a really nice conversation but I was trying to somehow find out why they broke up since I was trying to salvage my own relationship which was facing a serious roadblock. I always work out past the time that Justin leaves but we kept talking right back into the locker room and continued while Justin prepared to shower. We were talking about Jane and some of her idiosyncrasies and although some of the stories Justin told were at Jane's expense I didn't sense any ill will and he told some self deprecating stories about himself.

I was undressed to shower when Justin removed his underwear and out dropped a log. A goddamn log. His fucking dick looked like something you might see on a very large pack animal. It was clearly above average in length but it was the girth that was off the charts. His soft dick looked to be thicker than a beer can and I shuddered to think of the girth if he had an erection. All of a sudden everything fell into place. That was the dick that ruined my sex life. Justin had absolutely destroyed Jane's vagina for an average sized man like myself. I was staring right at Justin's dick even as thoughts swam around in my mind and I was doing a terrible job of not being obvious.

Justin gave a bit of an awkward chuckle, patted me on the shoulder and said, "no worries, man.:

What else could he say? Sorry my dick stretched your girlfriend's vagina to the point where it's useless to you. Justin was a really cool guy but damn, if he didn't do some major damage. I wanted to say something fast to break the tension of me staring at his dick and ended up saying something monumentally stupid.

"Makes me wonder now why Jane broke up with you."

Noooooooo. I just said that Justin was a better lover. God damn it.

Justin replied, "As long as things are awesome with you and Jane, it's all good."

Except thing's WEREN'T awesome. You demolished her vagina. You took her cunt and resized it to fit your own forearm thick cock. You made her pussy your own, forever.

Later that evening, I mentioned to Jane that I saw Justin at the gym and we had chatted in the locker room.

"Cool", replied Jane and she started to continue and then stopped abruptly. "Ohhhhhh", said Jane and gave a bit of a grimace.

"So how come you two broke up?" I asked. "Was it the sex?"

Jane immediately gave an emphatic "No" before realizing she answered way too fast and way too enthusiastically. "We just discovered we had different goals in life and were better off as friends."

I asked her if she stopped having sex with Justin after they broke up and Jane said they stopped eventually when Justin starting dating someone new so for awhile they became friends with benefits. She said it was Justin's choice to stop given that he was seeing someone which implied that Jane would have continued.

Jane was starting to get uncomfortable with the questions but I was already started and I just wanted to clear up a few things so that we could move on with our relationship.

"Doesn't that thing hurt?" I asked.

"YES!" replied Jane but then she kind of relented and said that you get used to it over time.

She offered up the unwanted information that Justin and she had been having sex constantly. She also mentioned that she had tried various techniques that are generally recommended to tighten up a vagina after childbirth but this seemed to be as good as it was going to get. Three years of constant sex with a fire hydrant had left her in this state and no amount of time or exercise was going to reverse the damage. For her, it was like she was giving birth daily for 3 years

Jane admitted to me that she knew what Justin's dick was doing to her. She told me about how when she was washing herself in the shower she was able to easily push her hand deep into her vagina with no effort. Even when not excited her vagina was visibly gaping but when excited it widened perfectly for Justin's monster tool. For a normal sized dick, however, it was like trying to fuck a large, wet gaping maw. When I put my dick in I could push against one side of her vagina or the other but not both at the same time. Taking her from behind with her legs held together was better but there was zero tightness. I would also take her from the front with both legs in the air together. Regardless, there wasn't even nearly enough friction for me to get off.

Surgery was out of the question because it would be elective and way too expensive. I asked Jane if she would consider having sex with Justin again and she said if we were not together and Justin was interested she would do it even if they were not actually a couple, She appeared to be willing to be a permanent friend with benefit to Justin.

I asked her the million dollar question which was, 'is Justin a better lover?'

Jane put her head down and said it's not about who is a better lover. Justin had unintentionally made Jane's pussy his own. Three years ago it would have been an entirely different story but now she was sized for Justin.

I did a lot of thinking that night and decided to have a conversation with Justin the next day. We chit chatted about this and that then I casually mentioned that his dick had really done a number on Jane. I said it in a joking manner but Justin was very sympathetic and asked if everything was cool. I told him that her pussy was way too big now but again I said it laughingly as if maybe I wasn't serious but Justin looked legitimately concerned and suggested Jane try exercises like kleagles. I told him that didn't work and I wasn't trying to be jokey anymore since Justin was clearly taking this seriously. What I said next nearly caused me to choke on my own words.

"What if... what if you had sex with Jane again."

I let my words fall out and lay there as if I had just tossed my dignity at Justin's feet. Justin's reaction was completely unexpected. He took my offer as entirely legit and reasonable and seemed to be pondering the pros and cons in his head.

"Are you sure you're ok with that?"

Holy crap, where was the, "are you out of your fucking mind?"

He was willing to do it without hesitation and was only concerned that I was ok. In my mind, our conversation would have gone completely differently and probably ended with him saying no. Instead, I had now painted myself into a corner and presented this benevolent offer for my girlfriends sexual satisfaction

I wanted to say, 'You asshole, you want to have sex with my girlfriend?' but I had already started down a path that I didn't actually expect to travel.

Instead, I was now talking in whispered tones about the logistics of how we could make this happen. Justin was fine with anything I proposed. He didn't seem eager or excited. It was kind of the reaction I would expect if I had asked him to help me move some furniture.

Driving home from the gym, I considered different scenarios on how a conversation with Jane might go if I suggested she have sex with Justin. I considered that she might be angry so I wanted to approach it delicately or she would likely push back on the idea. Instead, she agreed immediately. She didn't even ask if this might be a problem for me. She was most concerned with whether or not this would be a one time thing or something she could do occasionally. Possibly even frequently. Jane also seemed legitimately excited as in like embarrassingly so. Embarrassing for both of us. I asked her when she would want to do this and she told me that that afternoon would be fine.

My rules were that it would last no more than half an hour and I would be in the house. I pointed to a clock in the bedroom that showed 4:00 and told them to be done by 4:30.

"Honestly, it's going to take us at least 5 minutes to get started."

Fine, I replied. 4:35. I went to go into the living room but it hadn't been even 30 seconds and I could hear the noise starting. I'd been tricked for an extra 4 minutes and 30 seconds. Not only had I never heard Jane this loud I had never heard a woman outside of porn this loud. I tried to drown out the noise with the TV but it was hard to ignore sounds that resembled my girlfriend being fucking murdered. And I mean that literally.

The noise would ebb and flow with moments of silence but never ceasing for more than a minute. 4:30 came and went and I had to remind myself that I gave them that precious extra 5 minutes. 4:35 came and went with no cease.

At some point, one of them would glance over at the clock and say, "oh, no. We've gone over our allotted time."

Minutes ticked by and the noise from Jane was either increasing or my nerves were amplifying the sound. It was 5:00 and I was considering busting in. They had broken the only rule I had given them and just continued going. I made myself dinner while gritting my teeth at the wall shaking noise from the other room.

At 5:30 the noise broke for awhile and I prepared for them to exit. They had already badly abused my generosity. Then it started up again louder than before.

I went over and pounded on the door saying, "TIMES UP!" The noise continued unabated. "TIMES UP!", I shouted to the unresponsive couple.

Finally, I opened the door to find Jane, legs spread wide, covered in sweat and sperm, looking like she had just run a marathon through the desert. Her skin was three shades paler than normal and her mouth was hanging open sucking on oxygen.

"Oh, shit, is it 4:30 already?", "No", I replied, 'It's 5:30".

Still mounted on my girlfriend, Justin apologized saying, "dude, I totally lost track of the time."

"Yeah, next time we'll use an alarm clock" I said with more than a little bit of sarcasm.

I gave Justin a little wave with my fingers as if to say, "ok, hop off."

Justin bit his lip but complied as Jane looked on with a worried look. And there it was in all its glory. Justin was pretty quick about jumping off and grabbing up his underwear but there was more than enough time to see his fully aroused cock which looked a good 8 or so inches in length but at least that many in thickness. His underwear was entirely insufficient to hide his meat and the head of his dick stuck out the top like a fist while his bulge made it look like he was trying to smuggle a decent sized rodent. Even his pants couldn't come close to concealing the monster below. The very sight of it was the most emasculating thing I had ever experienced.

Justin bid us farewell but Jane continued to lay in bed, legs spread, looking like she had just gone 12 rounds. I got her a wet cloth to clean up and got up on top of her.

"YOU are the best boyfriend EVER. Thank You." How does one respond?

"THAT was so fucking amazing".

Awesome, I thought. Lucky me. Jane's pussy was gaping to the point where I could look right up inside her body. Her pussy lips were red and swollen and when I touched her down there, she said, 'ow ow ow'.

I removed my pants and Jane looked at me saying, "are you sure?"

I put myself in until our hips met and my dick didn't touch a thing. It didn't touch a damn thing.