The thickest dick I’ve ever had (Part. 2) [FM]

I'm lying on my back. Tom is on top of me, and just placed a pillow under my hips before trying to insert himself inside me. But as he pushes deeper, and I feel him stretching my walls, a sharp pain takes over. He's not even halfway in, but I can't take it anymore.

« Do you have lube? » I asked him, worried.

Tom pulls out of me and reaches into his drawer, returning with a small bottle. I internally sigh of relief. He drizzles a touch of lubricant over my vulva, his fingers moving with a slow, careful tenderness, before easing himself back inside. This time, miracle ! It goes in smoothly. Yet as he sinks deeper, I can feel my body yielding, stretching to embrace him.

With my hips slightly raised, his dick hits the perfect spot. Each sharp, controlled thrust makes my breath quicken, ragged and uneven. The friction of his pelvis grinding against my clit, the stretch of him filling me, the angle…Everything feels so fucking good. I can even see the print of his tip poking my belly from the inside when he thrusts. It's insane. I've never seen anything like this before.

I raised my head and we have an electrifying eye contact for about 15 seconds. I'm speechless. I'm sorry but missionary is a classic for a reason. It's just too exquisite.

"Can you feel how my cock is stretching your pussy?" He whispers to me.

"Hmm…yeah…" I feverishly moan.

I go back to watching him pounding me. I get so wet, and with the added lube, the "spluurt "spluurt" sounds that his body roughly collapsing into mine make are hypnotizing. Those macaroni sounds obscenely mesh with our panting.

Tom buries himself in the crook of my neck. He lifts my left leg and hooks it over his shoulder, and my eyes roll back as I feel him sink even deeper inside me. His hand clamps around my throat, squeezing hard. He doesn't hold back. My breath falters, my head goes light, almost hazy. He turns my face to the side, his arms locking me in tight. His fist tangles in my hair, his face hovering just millimeters from mine. His perfumed scent intoxicates me, and I can feel the warm rush of his breath caressing my cheek.

« You like that huh? You like how hard i'm fucking you? »

I can only moan and gasp for air. I'm completely under his control. I've surrendered to him entirely. I was his, to use however he wanted. After a few minutes of rough, relentless fucking, I ask him to put on more lube. He pulls back just enough, slicking it between his cock and my pussy while still inside me, then drives back in with force.

The sight of his fair skin plunging into my chocolate body, the sounds of our breathless panting, my moans, the raw slap of skin against skin, the dim light flickering in the corner of the room… All of it fused into something so intensely erotic, so primal, that the memory of it alone still makes me wet every time I think about it.

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I wanna ride him.

« Can I get on top? ».

I'm all worked up when he agrees. We don't break eye contact as I slowly impale myself on his cock, nor when I start grinding frantically back and forth against his already slick pubis. Tom uses the moment to smack my ass hard, and it pushes me to ride him even harder. So I lean forward, we lock eyes, and I start bouncing up and down on his dick. The truth is, I love riding big cocks, because I can really have fun going up and down without worrying about it slipping out every two seconds.

« Do you like how I'm riding your cock? »

« Fuck yes… »

He smacks my ass again. I bite my lip. Fuck, it feels so damn good. Then all at once he grips me tight and starts pounding me hard and fast from below.

« Oh Oh Oh fuuuuck… » I cry out.

We're both drenched in sweat now, our skins glowing against each other. I feel lightheaded, like I might pass out any second. Can I even last much longer? I'm loving every second of it, but it's almost overwhelming.

I straighten up and slow down, rolling my hips in slow circles, trying to catch my breath. But I'm completely drained, every ounce of strength spent. I finally stop, and we share a knowing smile before crashing into a deep, hungry kiss.

« Now onto my favorite part. Lay on your belly. », he says.

I do as he says. I've told you already, whatever he asks, I do it without thinking. Tom moves in behind me, and I feel him stretching my pussy again as he presses his full weight down on me. His body is hot, hotter than mine, but when I hear him panting right against my ear, it sends shivers down my spine.

Suddenly Tom wraps his arms around me, chokes me hard again, and starts fucking me in prone bone. I could never fully capture in words what I felt in that moment, but I'll try my best. The truth is simple: I lost my mind.

His cock was hitting nerve endings I didn't even know existed inside me. I was lost in pleasure. His big, warm arms wrapped around me made me feel small, completely at his mercy. He was spanking me so hard, and fucking me with a rawness that made my breath come out shallow, ragged. And as if that wasn't enough, he leaned in, whispering filthy things in my ear that pushed me closer and closer to the edge.

« I get to fuck you however I want… And you'll let me, because you're such a good girl, right?…. »

« …Yes! » I whimper.

« You're my fuck toy, you're such a good slut for me… »

« …Yes! » I could feel myself giving in, losing control. He was right.

« Good girl. Like how my dick is stretching you right now? »

« Uh-huh! » I'm gasping. Holy shit, I'm going crazy.

Every time he whispers to me, I get chills. His dick feels insanely good. I can feel how much he's loving it, the way he keeps going faster and faster. His breathing grows heavier, his grip on me tighter, until beads of sweat are sliding down our bodies. By then, it feels like we've merged into one.

For the first time of my life, I can feel it. His cock literally throbbing inside my pussy. I can count the numbers of loads he's busting inside me, And even if I can't see, I can feel that he came a LOT. He had nestled into my neck while I gripped his hair, and I could feel his whole body tensing. So fucking hot.

Holy fuck. What the fuck did I just live.

We catch our breath and start smiling. We knew, we just knew it was going to be that good.

The pillow talk was sweet, but I won't lie, seeing his Apollo-like body as he stood in front of me to bring me a glass of water turned me on like crazy. I'm the kind of woman who can go for round after round, and honestly, he was just too beautiful. His green eyes were sparkling, his smile was so charming, and I wanted to cover him in kisses. Was I dickmatized? Maybe… But hey, he let me. I kissed his chest, his abs, then went lower and lower, and oops! I licked his cock.

Damn, it's back in my mouth again. Not that he minds. I know he loves my blowjobs. Proof is, I asked if he wanted to guide me and he just said "no, no," because he knows I've got this. He was so hard. And I handled him so well that after about ten minutes, I felt him tense up, his cock pulsing, and his warm cum flooding my mouth. Of course, I swallowed everything.

The next morning, things didn't exactly calm down. After a little morning massage session, he went back to making out me and licking my neck. Our chemistry was out of this world. He brought out a side of me I thought I had buried long ago. When he brushed his thumb across my lips, I naturally opened my mouth to suck on it. Then he teased me, played with my breasts, pinched my nipples, and moved lower and lower. He ate me out so good. He played with my clit so well that I started moaning louder and louder. My legs began to shake, and waves of spasms took over me.

« Don't stop!…Just like that…Oh…I'm gonna cum! »

I'm consumed by an electric shock that runs through me, from my lower belly all the way to my scalp. I open my eyes, and Tom is staring right at me. I feel a little ashamed. I've always been shy when it comes to being eaten out, that's why I usually close my eyes. Argh, he saw me come !

I had to reward him for making me feel so good, so he got his fourth blowjob. With my ass within reach as a bonus. He didn't hold back on the spanking, and even threw in a slow face-fuck. By now, you already know about my blowjob skills, so it didn't take long before he blew a massive load in my mouth.

And that's how our wild night of sex came to an end.

This was the story of how Tom turned me into a complete size queen. On top of that, he confirmed something that I was absolutely terrified to admit: I love to be manhandled. He was right about everything he was whispering to me, and it's sending the feminist in me in a frenzy. After this, I don't even know if I'll ever be able to have regular sex again. Maybe meeting Tom was a terrible idea… But one thing is certain: the memory of our slick, sweating bodies grinding against each other, fucking like there was no tomorrow, will be burned into me for a long time.