"How hard are you right now?"
Big smile and maybe even a blush.
"About as fucking hard as I'm capable of getting actually," I smiled at her.
"Yeah I can see that," she reached over and started very lightly sliding her hand up and down my shaft.
"Is me talking about Bob's huge cock turning you on?"
"So you admit that Bob has a huge cock?"
"I thought we just established that Bob has a huge cock and that I liked it, but that it doesn't bother you?"
"We did. I just wanted to hear you say it."
"I think if I say again, you might cum all over my hand."
Jesus she was right. I was freaking close!
"I'm not sure about that," trying without much success to play it cool.
"Oh really? So, if I said to you that Bob used to love to put on my hands and knees and get behind me and give me these light spankings on my pussy and ass with his huge cock until I begged him to fuck my tight little cunt and then he'd shove the whole thing into me at once and I'd cum all over that thing like instantly and he'd keep fucking me right thru a second orgasm and then he'd start telling me he was gonna shoot a big load of hot sticky cum right up into my..."
"Ahhhhhhh," I roared as I erupted all over her hand, hip and ass. She continued to stroke my cock as rope after rope of cum shot out of me. Way more than I would have thought possible given we had just fucked like 30 minutes earlier.
"You might not be sure, but I'm pretty sure of it babe!"
I was in no position to argue with her. God damn she is fucking hot!! By the way, how can one be so out of breath when they are just lying there doing nothing but receiving a hand job? Fuck what an orgasm!!
Fast forward a few years and I was searching in our basement for a heart monitor adapter to a piece of exercise equipment we had when I opened a box of old diary's of hers. I know I shouldn't have, but I did. One particular entry I found, was so fucking hot!
St Patrick's Day 2006
So happy to be back together with Bob. When I saw him at McDougal's I think we both thought the same thing at the same time. What are we doing? An hour later we were headed back to his place and attacked each other as soon as the door closed behind us. God I wanted him. After having sex with both Ricky (a few times) and Steve (once ugh! What was I thinking!) I realized how much better sex is with Bob. Ok, I don't like that he isn't circumcised, but I think this was the day I first realized A, Bob has a massive cock. And B, sex with a big cock is sooooo much better!! I couldn't wait to hold it, to feel its weight, to lick it, to suck it and ultimately get on my hands and knees and get fucked from behind by that big thick pole until I exploded in a mind bending orgasm! π My God I think I came within twenty seconds of him entering me!! He filled me up sooo good!
This, all in her cute little handwriting, complete with lots of exclamation points and smiley faces. And I was so fucking hard I had to undo my pants and take my cock out. She continued.
What a difference!! π My second orgasm was bigger than the first and when he finally came I could feel every single spurt of cum he shot deep into my pussy. God it felt soo fucking good. I sooo missed his big dick. I think we will be together forever! Laterπππ
Well, lucky for me she was wrong about that, they didn't end up together. She ended up with me and I had a mess to clean up. To this day her sex stories with Bob turn me right the fuck on. And they turn her on just as much. Anytime there is the slightest lull, a good old Bob sex story will break us out of it. If I'm not in the mood, she might casually drop something about seeing Bob on FB that day. We are fucking very soon!! Every time. And it works for me too.
"Hey babe, have you heard from Bob recently?"
"No, not in a while, why?"
"No reason. Just curious."
"Oh...hmmm, do you want to go upstairs?"
"Yes. I do!"
Our clothes are off before we even get to the bedroom.
I searched for more sex entries in her diary, but never found another one, other than complaints that they were back to having sex way too infrequently for her liking. Which is interesting because nowadays I sometimes lodge that same complaint with her. But to her credit she always meets the challenge. Plus I know just how to deal with that issue when it (rarely) comes up. And then, when she is close to coming, and needs a little help to get over the hump, whispering-in her ear, "would it help if Bobs huge cock was here to fuck your tight little cunt", always seems to get the job done! They say you never forget your first! My first was nothing at all to write home about but I'll certainly never forget her first!!