How could I have guessed that the nerdiest guy on campus would turn out to have the most magnificent cock I had ever seen or been the best lover I could have ever hoped for?
There came a time when he wanted to share our cock with other women, and though I grudgingly relented, it nearly tore us apart.
Size does matter!
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Despite our rocky beginning, Jacob had always been a special person and had become even more special to me as I grew to know him better. The sex was fantastic, and Jacob had become an even more adventurous, satisfying, and sometimes even hedonistic lover than I could ever have anticipated when we first met. He unleashed a submissive side of me that I didn't realize existed until I became involved with and sometimes overwhelmed by Jacob's sensual and sexual assertiveness. He had changed me, and I found myself doing, participating in things I might not have imagined myself doing.
I remember once early in our physical relationship we had gone to the movies to see a couple of films that were featured in a retrospective of films that contained real as opposed to simulated sex scenes. It was mid-morning, and only a few people were in the theatre. Throughout the two movies, that we managed to sit through, we had been masturbating each other, and at one point, he asked me to suck him. Of course, I was nervous, but at the same time excited.
"Go ahead, take it in your mouth, he cajoled. No one will see us back here, go ahead."
I hesitantly began to nurse at his cock, and he grew quiet as it grew harder and bigger. In the darkness of the theatre, as the girl expertly sucked the man's cock on the screen, I sucked Jacob until he began to shudder and force his spewing cock against the back of my throat.
When we left the theatre, we walked hand in hand down the street toward the parking lot. When we got to the car, he took my arm, pulled me around to the front of the car, and pressed me back so that my ass was leaning against the hood of the car. Jacob knelt down in front of me and sliding his hands under my skirt and up my legs, slipped his fingers into the waistband of my panties and pulled them down.
"Step out of them," he said pulling at the panties now bunched around my ankles. I did as he said and watched as he stuffed them into his pocket.
"Jacob, what are you doing?" I asked, anxiously scanning the area where we were parked, afraid someone would come upon us. Ignoring my question, the next thing I felt was his tongue, broad and wet, part my pussy lips and travel up to lightly feather over my clit. "Oh my God, Jacob," I moaned my legs trembling as the sensations swept over me. With his head under my skirt and his mouth gloriously worshiping my pussy I lowered my hands and caressed the back of his head, enhancing the pressure and friction of his mouth, making my hips instinctively hump against his tongue.
He nipped my clit, and I whimpered and opened my legs wider for him. As he continued to play with my clit, he inserted two fingers inside my pussy and began to work them in and out of me.
"I'm cumming Jake . . . I'm cumming," I began before my voice faded away to a jumbled, guttural groan. My body shuddered with the intensity of my orgasm, and fortunately, Jacob quickly steadied me as my legs buckled. Feeling lightheaded, I clung to him as he helped me into the car and we drove back to his place, his hand between my legs lightly stroking my still swollen, sensitive clit.
I orgasmed at least two more times that night before he finally allowed me to sleep.
*****
If you saw Jacob on the street, you probably wouldn't give him a second thought. The dark rimmed glasses, plaid shirt, pocket protector, tight pants all screamed NERD, and I believed that was how he liked it. His outward appearance however in no way revealed the inner man. Despite his sheltered upbringing, his intellectual focus, and his introverted personality, he was a very sexual being, who for the first time in his life was free to explore that side of his nature. On more than one occasion as I lay under him in bed and felt his cock push up inside me, I would look into his face and see the joy and amazement in what he was feeling.
No one suspected the true sexual nature of our relationship. I know this may sound strange, but Jacob eagerly gave me his virginity. In the beginning, I was still too embarrassed to tell any of my friends that I was having frequent and fantastic sex with the campus nerd. Neither did I confide to any of my close girlfriends that Jacob, the nerdy teaching assistant had the longest, thickest, most beautiful cock I had ever seen or had inside me. Yes, Jacob, was very well endowed and any girl would be crazy not to want him thrusting into them, feeling his heavy ball sac hitting against their ass as he pounded them.
*****
I gradually came to the realization that I was no longer the one in control; our roles had slowly reversed.
The floodgates had been opened, and in a short time, Jacob had become an innovative, thoughtful and demanding lover. It was he who at his whim crawled into my bed at night, who took me whenever, wherever, however, he wanted. The night he claimed my dark bud for the first time, he told me I was to be sexually available to him alone, and that our sneaking around so my friends wouldn't find out about us was over. It was a choice of either doing as he asked or ending the relationship. Surprised, but not wanting the relationship to end, to each of his demands and wishes, I said yes.
Very early on I came to understand that size did matter. I was mesmerized by Jacob's cock and how he used it. It's no excuse, but maybe it explains a little why I lusted after Jacob's magnificent cock the way I did. Sometimes he'd be so ready when he came to bed that after cumming hard inside of me, he'd roll off me, and in an almost whispery voice say, "I'm sorry, baby I couldn't wait. I needed to take the edge of."
After a while, he'd roll me onto my back and masturbate me, lightly caressing the 'sweet spot' between my legs until I'd begin humping his hand.
He wouldn't want me to cum right away and would order me not to. He'd open my legs and start to feast, hungrily kissing and sucking my wet, cum filled slit, as I moaned with pleasure. When he twirled his tongue around my clit, I could feel myself quivering in his mouth, as he guided me toward a hard, intense orgasm.
Without allowing me time to recover fully from my orgasm, he'd pulled me on top of him, and I would place one of my nipples into his open mouth allowing him to nibble and suck, groaning deep in his throat, the harder he sucked. As my excitement increased, I would reach down, and stroke his cock feeling it grow bigger and harder in my hand. Damn, it sometimes seemed that at the peak of his arousal he would become so thick I couldn't close my hand around it. When I played with him like this, I knew what was going to happen. He'd try to control it, try desperately not to cum, but it was always a futile struggle. He'd look at me with that look, and his cock would erupt, and cum would spray out in long, white threads covering my stomach.
After sex, as I lay naked, sometimes a sheet barely covering my body, the nipples of my breasts, exposed, hard and erect I'd feel him watching me. His body pressed close to mine he'd casually run his fingers through the soft, pale outline of neatly trimmed hair covering the swollen and sensitive mound between my legs. Soothe by the feel of his hand softly caressing me down there I would close my eyes and roll onto my stomach. With me on my stomach, my hips raised and presented to him; he would slip a finger into my pussy and another in my ass and slowly finger-fuck me, becoming rougher and faster until my ass began to tremble and shake. Afterward, I'd lay there in his arms until my orgasm subsided. He loved watching me cum.
*****
The year I graduated college, Jacob, and I came to a parting of the way. By then, despite my protestations about nerds and falling in love, I had done just the opposite. While I believe he loved me, Jacob apparently wanted to experience being with other women and had no problem conveying that desire to me. Though angry at first and then just hurt, I wanted to give him whatever space he thought he needed and me time to evaluate just what was happening between us.
The separation lasted for several months during which time I had no contact with him, until one morning I was leaving for work and found him asleep in his car, which was parked in front of the house. I didn't go to work that day, instead, we spent that morning, most of the afternoon and night talking, crying and making love. Obviously, we did get back together, and neither one of us spoke about the separation again.
Jacob had begun working as the Lead Chemist for a successful bio-engineering firm. It was an extremely well paying position with impressive perks and generous benefits. In celebration of the new job, Jacob purchased a lovely, secluded little beach cottage that became our retreat. We had planned on going to the cottage for a long delayed escape from the city, but because of several personal matters that suddenly came up, I couldn't get away. Jacob, though upset with my not being able to spend a whole week at the cottage with him left in a huff without me. As it turned out, my Thursday morning appointment was rescheduled, and I was able to head down to the cottage that morning. I wanted to surprise Jacob, and so I didn't call him as I might have done otherwise.
When I entered the cottage, I heard noise coming from the bedroom and assuming it was Jacob, tip-toed down the hall. The bedroom door was ajar, and as I went to open it, I heard a woman's voice. Stepping back, I stood quietly peering through the partially open door.
The woman was naked and already in bed waiting for Jacob. She smiled a slow seductive grin and threw back the bedsheet indicating a place for him beside her. I watched with a mixture of disbelief, rapt interest, and growing anger as he removed his clothes and stood in front of her, his long, thick cock hanging between his legs. When she reached out and touched it, I was not at all surprised at how quickly he became hard. After only a few light caresses his cock stood erect and pointed in her direction.
The woman inched to the side of the bed and rolled onto her back so that her head overhung the edge. My eyes began to well with tears when I saw Jacob step closer to her, slip his now leaking cock between her parted lips, and begin to stroke. With each stroke, I could see the rise and fall of her throat as his cock worked its way into her velvety sheath. I could imagine her throat tightening around his cock and then releasing it when he pulled back, her tongue licking and flicking over and around his cockhead. My legs began to shake, and I leaned against the wall for balance.
I heard her mumble something to Jacob and he withdrew. With a look of disappointment on her face, she righted herself in the bed and held out her hand to him. Jacob's cock was rock hard and visibly pulsing, his cockhead dark red and bulbous as he got onto the bed and mounted her.
"Jake, Jake, yes," she murmured, her arms slipping around his neck and her legs raised and encircling his waist as he began to fuck her. I wondered if he could feel her hard clit rub against his cock when he stroked into her and if he was watching her face like he did mine to gauge my nearness to orgasm.
