So, I went out Saturday night. It was fun, a bit slow for th..

So, I went out Saturday night. It was fun, a bit slow for the first few hours, but I made out with a hot chick. She wasn’t into it, though. There was no way I would be licking her clit. She was doing it to be cool. She probably wasn’t even attracted to me, as far as I could tell. But, she let me feel her tits and rub her mound through her jeans. All her friends watched and cheered her on, but like I said, either I wasn’t her cup of tea, or she was trying to keep up her cool kid appearance. Maybe a little of both. So I didn’t waste a whole lot of time with her. If I thought I was going to take her back to my place…I would have put in the effort, but I know when somebody is putting on a show for the crowd, and she was putting on a show. No big deal. I got to feel some tits, rub a mound. Call it an appetizer. I did find a guy I know, and I always wondered what it would be like to suck his dick. And I wanted to suck his dick. It was all I could think about when I was hanging out with him. You think he would have picked up on that, but he didn’t. He was more interested in being rather aggressive with people, which may have been the alcohol, but either way, the thought of drinking cum from his balls kind of went away. So, I fucked his ugly friend. I know it’s terrible to say that, but what do you want me to say? Was he hot? He wasn’t. Was he super fit? He wasn’t. But he was such a cool guy none of that mattered. And to top everything off, I soon found out he has a massive schlong, so win-win for me. I Ubered down to Main Street, so I had him give me a ride back to my house. I couldn’t help myself, so I pulled his dick out of his jeans while he was driving. He kind of tried to stop me and kind of didn’t. When it popped out, I was pleasantly surprised at its size. When I figured out it wasn’t hard, I was super curious about what I was in for. Look, let's make a long story short. It got big. Very big. Bigger than Robs, and that’s hard to do. This guy is going to make some chick either very happy or very sad due to the size of his dick. I was ecstatic as I like the aesthetics of a huge cock. And his dick is at the top end of the term huge.

Let’s just cut to it, it wasn’t a perfect fuck. He admitted he had only been with 2 women, and he was 45. He paid for 1 of them. I wasn’t shocked when he pumped sperm when I was making out with him and pulling on his cock. He cums a lot. I know this because he left a puddle on my floor. He was super self-conscious about that and annoyingly apologetic. I wish guys would just say, “That was great, and if you give me 10 minutes while I suck your clit I’ll be ready to go again.” And he was ready again in about 5 minutes. I didn’t want to take the chance of him popping early again without feeling it inside of me, so I slipped it into my guts. I sat on top of him and tried to get it in, but his dick was so wide that I had to lube it up good. After working on it for a minute or 2, I got that thing balls deep in my guts, and then I became the ding-dong female version of a pre-mature ejaculator and came. It got so deep and hit something way up inside of me. I have no idea what it hit, but it set off an orgasm to rival the intensity of the likes that Rob gives me. I didn’t even get a chance to start riding his dick I came that fast. Oh how the tables had turned and fast. After about a minute of recovery time, I started to ride his cock, and I couldn’t help it. I came again. And again. And one more time when he started pumping sperm, probably as deep as anyone has ever pumped cum into me before. He was proud of himself. Even though we probably fucked for less than 5 minutes, he made me cum so hard and so much that I was thinking about asking him to marry me. I’m like that. Sex fucks with my head. Someone makes me cum hard, and I’m in love with them instantly. But 2 hours later, it all fades except for the desire to do it all over again.

Now, this guy isn’t going to be just a one-and-done thing. He lives locally, obviously isn’t married or attached to anyone, and I can tell he is wildly interested in pursuing things with me. I plan on doing just that as often as we can. So, I’m feeling good about things. I think I finally found a competing cock for Rob’s. He isn’t pretty like Rob but is so much more enjoyable to hang around with that it makes all things equal. Funny how fate brings good things to you once in a while.