Last summer, I was working at Hooter's to make a little extra money. My friend, Rachel worked there and she would tell me about the huge tips she would get. Not to be conceited, but being that I was blonde, young, cute, and had a good body, and even though my dad wasn't real fond of the idea, I applied and got the job. It was around July and I had gotten pretty comfortable working there as a Hooter's girl. I didn't mind the "come on" lines from the guys or even them always giving me their number. I learned the little tricks and how to tease the men into getting bigger tips. My favorites were middle aged guys who were established and had a little extra money to throw my way.
It was a Saturday afternoon around 2 pm and we weren't really busy when I was waiting on a table with 4 guys dressed in suits. We chatted and flirted a little when the dark headed handsome man who looked to be Italian gave me his phone number, told me he would be in town all week, and asked, "So, beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"
This man's name was Jeff and he looked to be around 40 years old, had a nice smile and was not real tall as I estimated him to be about 5'9. He talked with a confidence that some people may even mistake for cocky but also had a sweetness to him. I told him that I had a boyfriend and went back to get their food.
When I returned, Jeff and his friends were laughing about something after I heard one of his friends say, "Don't scare the poor thing."
"Scare who about what?" I giggled.
Of course the guys played it off and made comments like "oh, nothing" and some other things I visibly knew weren't the truth. Jeff looked in his lap and chuckled, "Well, I could show you but like the man said, I don't want to scare you."
I knew it was just another dick joke but I wasn't going to back down and call him on his bluff when I returned, "Oh yea, prove it. Let's see it big boy."
I was looking in his lap and he shifted in his dress slacks what looked to be a huge cucumber on his thigh when he smiled and said, "Baby, you give me a call and I'll show you first hand."
They all laughed and we talked a little bit before I went back to work. I would be lying if I said I wasn't totally intrigued. One part of me was saying, "No way, this guy is that hung, he stuffs his jockeys" but the other part of me was saying, "I have to see this. I have had only one large cock in my life to that point, but not like that and if it was as big as it looked from his bulge, it was getting me hot."
I couldn't get it out of my mind when about 20 minutes later it was my break time. As I left the pickup area, I went down the hall and saw Jeff going to the bathroom. I stopped him and said, "I have an idea, come with me."
"I have to really go to the bathroom," he replied as I took him by the hand and led him to our backroom we save for large parties.
I led him to a little cut out section in the corner where we kept some extra high chairs. I pulled the chairs out and gently pushed him in that little area with his back against the wall. I was glad he had to pee because at that time, my boyfriend used to have such hard-ons when he had to use the bathroom. He always called them "piss hard-ons."
"Are you sure nobody, will come in here?" Jeff asked nervously.
I put my hand on his crotch through his slacks and felt the outline of his cock, squeezed softly when I responded, "Not unless somebody needs a high chair. Now it's time for you to pay up. Show me that cock. Now let's see what we got here."
I squatted down, unzipped his pants, and reached inside and after fumbling around for a minute, I pulled out that huge cock through the opening.
"OH...MY...GOD!" was my gasping reaction when I saw it flop out. It was huge! It was so big, it looked fake. It was circumcised, veiny, with a perfect thick mushroom helmet. It was only slightly hard, and hung down past his mid-thigh.
"How big is it?" I asked like a little girl excited at Christmas.
Jeff laughed, "You thought I was lyin didn't ya? It's 11 inches long and 8 inches around."
I am telling you now, he wasn't lying. It was as long and as big around as my forearm. He literally had a third leg. I got down on my knees and took hold of the shaft with both hands and they wouldn't fit around it completely. I started stroking it and kissing the head as he sighed in anticipation. I then let go of it completely and stuck my tongue in the hole because I started tasting his precum. I was looking him in the eyes as I sucked out as much as I could. His dick was growing by the second and sticking straight out from his body. I actually had to scoot back a little to adjust to the added length and when I took my mouth off that magnificent cock, a trail of that sweet precum stayed on my tongue until it snapped off and stuck to my chin when I moved back.
I continued to lick his cock while we continued to make eye contact but when he was fully hard, I had to raise up higher on my knees to reach it. That is when the blowjob really started. I opened my mouth wide and slid it down as far as I could on Jeff's huge dong. I put one hand back on it and jerked as I sucked. I still couldn't believe, first that a guy this size could be hung like a horse and second, it would get as hard as it did. I should have took a picture.
Jeff spread his legs, leaned against the wall and almost closed his eyes while I sucked. I was so turned on that I wanted to rub my clit but I didn't have time. With Jeff's thickness, I had my mouth as far open as it could get and I had to be extra careful so that my teeth didn't scrape. Also, the thickness caused me to drool out of the corners of my mouth. He didn't care because he was loving my moist lips around his huge erection.
Jeff was still sighing and whispering, "Yea baby, just like that. That feels great. Don't stop. Keep suckin."