He took his time. From my lips, to my neck – he actually licked my pits, something I found revolting and yet stimulating. Down my nipples he went – biting, chewing and tugging on them while I moaned and grabbed at the sheets and held on to his head for dear life.
He knew he had reached my nerve zone and concentrated a little more on that place before heading for my belly button.
Because I get all kinds of ticklish there, I pushed him down further and the grip I had on my pillow tightened in reaction to what he got down to doing.
When he was done, from his directives, I went straight for his zipper. I didn't pay so much attention to the mound the crotch conspicuously showed, and it wasn't until I reached into his boxer shorts and pulled out his dick that the gasp left my mouth.
My goodness, he was blessed with meat. It was huge, and curved, and veiny and...and HUGE!
I can't give its exact size in numerals because I'm no dick-o-meter but it was quite something. Something I could admire and gawk at but can NEVER allow into me. Rectal relapse is something I fear next to cancer. It may be trash talk and all, but idiots have sang the song of pampers and leaking holes for so long a while that I've developed a weird phobia.
And in the end, that stuff is just pain. Getting banged by a monster dick is just fucking pain. And I’m certainly not one of those power bottoms that know how to sap pleasure from pain.
So I looked up at him with my most disarming smile and shook my head twice, making sure to let go of the already-hard schlong so as not to encourage any ideas.
"You can't take it?" he asked, his voice sagging with disappointment.
I shook my head.
His dick bobbed up and down in protest.
“I really need to get off,” he said with some pain.
So I laid down on my back and slapped my legs shut, an invitation for him to fuck me between my thighs.
He sighed again and got down on top of me, inserting his dick between my thighs and began to thrust away. He came. Then he worked me to my own orgasm.
And then minutes later, he was gone, leaving me with the frustrated thought about why I just don’t like big dicks.
Written by Delle