About a year ago I decided to open my girlfriend's end of our relationship. This basically meant she could have any man she wanted and I would have no complaints. I will never forget the first text/phone call I got when she finally found her first new dick. She began to text me from a local club. She was telling me how she met this guy and she thought he was "so damn fine". As the night went on the text became more sexually and more convincing that this guy was going to be pounded her that night. After the club let out I got this phone call and my lady, Lesha, was going on and on about how fine this guy was, how big he felt when she put her hands down his pants, and she finished it off by saying she would call me in the morning cause she was going to be very busy this night.
I beat my dick about five times that night imagining what this guy could be doing to her. It turns out that I was beating for nothing as she had gotten to drunk and had to call it a night all by her lonesome. I hope that she lied about the first night and maybe one day I will be able to hear what truly happen that night. Needless to say, I was more than disappointed to hear that she did take advantage of her opportunity for new dick that night. Although things didn't go her way that night she would make sure that she had another opportunity to see him.
A few days later, she calls me around 3:30 pm, that was an unusual hour for her to call me during the day. She sounded like she had something on her mind. After the small talk, she finally came around to tell me that this guy, Jay, had made plans to come over and see her around 5 pm. My dick immediately jumped up in my pants! I tried to play it cool by just saying "Aright, just let me know how it goes". On the inside I really wanted to stop what I was doing and jerk off again.
I travel quite a bit with business and I happen to be out of town at the time, so I figured I would not make it her way until 8 or 9 that night. I figured three hours should be enough time for her to fully explore Jay. I spent the majority of my meetings that day wondering exactly what could be going on with those two new fuck buddies. As soon as my last meeting ended I immediately jumped on the highway and headed back to our home town. I arrived at her house at 9:30 and I instantly took her to the bedroom and begged her to tell me the story. Of course, she put me off for awhile to make me suffer a little longer. During my waiting period I decided to help her clean up a little bit around the house. I started by picking a few pieces of trash laying on the floor. As I looked down in the trash can to throw away my paper I noticed there was a magnum condom wrapper and a large amount of paper towels. I bent over and looked closer at them only to realize the paper towels were covered in thick cum. I had to know what had went on between them detail for detail now.
Lesha came back into the room about 30 minutes after my discovery and she decided to go ahead and give me what I had been waiting to hear for what seemed like days. So I undressed her and began to lick her swollen pussy lips softly as she shyly began to tell me her story.
"Well... first I heard the knock on the door and I went to let him in. I opened the door, we spoke and then I invited him into living room. He took his large hands immediately starting fondling my tits and palming my ass." I would have liked for her to throw a kiss into that scene but I was content with whatever she was willing to tell me at the time. I asked her how big he felt? She replied "He was longer and thicker than you." My dick is pretty good in size, about 9-10 inches and thick enough to get the job done. So I knew Jay had to be working with some serious dick.
She continued on with her story. "He walked me back to the sofa and pushed me down on the cushions. He ran his fingers through my hair, tightly grasped the back of my head, lined his fat dick up with my face, and slid his half hard dick into my mouth. It felt so much bigger in mouth than what I had been use to. I sucked his dick hard and I put it as far back into my throat as my gag reflex would allow. He liked the way I spit on it and stroked it, we had perfect rhythm. He was doing his best to time the way he jammed his dick deeper and deeper into my mouth with my own head bobbing pace. I remember him becoming more and more turned on as he listened to me moan and gag on his astonishing chocolate manhood. By the time we found the perfect throat fucking tempo, my pussy had creamed up to a warm wet tunnel of what I hoped was going to be a perfect fit for his huge dick to fit inside of. After fifteen minutes of dick sucking bliss, I stood up so he could sit down on the sofa. I climbed onto his dick and began to inch it inside of me so I could ride him. It was amazing to feel to feel his cock, which felt almost too big, spreading my pussy lips and inching my walls apart slowly. I had never felt a dick so immense before. I almost wanted run from it but he grabbed me a pulled my soft body down onto him. My body quivered as I yelled out at the top of my lungs with pleasure. It was the first time I had every came off the first stroke of a dick. I can't find the right words to describe that initial feeling but it hurt so good is the best I can do. His swagger was so sexy; I could tell he knew he was filling me up better than you..."
