So here’s the deal. I used to date this super hot, short, fiery Jewish girl named Becca. She was 5’1”, and slender with long, curly black hair. She had a tight ass, perfectly round B-cup tits, and a fiesty personality. In the bedroom, she was a pure switch. She could go from super dominant and aggressive to super submissive and deferential. Also… she had a pretty major cuckquean fetish. She loved role playing me cheating and dirty talking about how I’m going to fuck a girl that’s hotter than her.
She had her best friend from college, Emma. Emma was a bigger gal, but she still had a great body. As an elite softball player, she had a fat fucking ass, wonderful D-cup tits, and incredible strength. She had a beautiful face, pale yet tough from her Irish ancestry, complemented by shoulder length dark brown hair. She was kind of a major slut and loved talking about her sexcapades. Despite her extensive experience, she seemed to have been picking the wrong guys to fuck or getting unlucky. She described her ex boyfriend’s dick as “huge” … at just over 4 inches long… she mentioned how she had never in her life cum from penetration and always needed a strong tongue or a vibrator…
Well, she recently had settled down with this guy John for the past 6 months. He was a nice guy, though a bit nerdy and awkward. He was a video game developer at a pretty well known studio. I liked him. He was super friendly and easy going, though he would say some cringey shit at times and constantly speak in memes.
At some point, we all went to a mutual friend’s party. He and his roommates had a pretty big house with a nice backyard and patio with a hammock out there. Towards the end of the night, John and I were playing beer pong against two other girls while Emma and Becca were out back. John sucked at it, clearly he didn’t really do the whole party scene too much, and the girls were verbally shredding him about it. I felt bad, and I could see that he was a bit self conscious, so I kinda stepped-in and told them to chill. He seemed grateful for the support, and he went to get me another beer.
Meanwhile, out back, Emma and Becca were laying on the hammock. They were both pretty drunk and talking about… stuff. At some point, Emma revealed to Becca that despite dating for 6 months, she had not yet had sex with John. Apparently he had severe performance anxiety and just couldn’t mentally handle it. They had done other stuff, but had yet to fuck. Emma is a very sexual girl, and it had gotten to the point where she gave him an ultimatum which basically forced him to agree to an open relationship if he couldn’t fuck her by the end of the month. She also revealed that he was “big”, sporting a 4.5 inch long, 4.5 inch circumference punisher. Becca, drunk and without thinking, apparently blurted out condescendingly “You think that’s big?!” Emma was a little flustered and defended her boyfriend. She described it as “not sure if it would even fit inside me”. My girlfriend, fucking wasted, almost choked on her vodka soda and started laughing. Emma started getting mad and demanded what was so funny. Becca just whipped out her phone and said “you wanna see big?” She turned and showed Emma probably my most flattering dick pic that exists.
Now, I’m by no means disgustingly huge, but I’m definitely large and proud of what I’ve got. I’m around 7.5 inches long and 5 inches around. The photo she showed had both of Becca’s tiny hands stacked on top of one another below the head, wrapped around the shaft, and failing to connect at the fingertips due to its thickness. According to Becca, Emma was speechless for a few moments. Then she shouted for the whole party to hear, “HOLY FUCK!” Becca was so fucking proud when she told me this part, her eyes were beaming.
When we got home, Becca told me everything while we were ripping our cloths off. She wouldn’t let it go. She kept talking dirty about me fucking Emma. About me showing her a “real cock” and that she’s so proud how her boyfriend is a “fucking alpha”. At some point, I mentioned something about John. I asked if she thinks I’d fuck Emma better than John could, and this sent her into a frenzy. She was riding me and quickly picked up the pace, talking a ton of shit about John, his small size, and his weak demeanor. She was staring into my eyes, riding me incredibly hard; I had never seen her this intense before. I was getting close, and I asked again what she thinks of John. She focused even more and started saying how he could never please a woman, and that’s why he can’t fuck Emma. She said he “knows the truth” and that he “isn’t cut out for the job”. I asked “what job is he cut out for?”, and she just laughed. “Maybe watching. Or just stepping to the side. I don’t know.” After a short pause, I piped up “how about sucking my cock?” This sent her over the edge. She grabbed my shoulders with both hands, and her eyes showed a flash of fear at the power of the oncoming orgasm, but then they rolled back into her head, and she came harder than ever before. Her orgasm lasted 7-8 minutes, and she just melted into a puddle in my arms, whimpering and shuddering, while I continued to pound her as she convulsed around my cock.
After her orgasm subsided, she laid on top of me for a few minutes before rolling off and into a fetal position. I got her some water, covered her in a blanket, and rubbed her back in a soothing manner to help her recover.
When she finally recovered enough to move, she slowly turned towards me, kissed me, and then stared deeply into my eyes. At this moment, I knew I had unleashed something inside of her. Whatever it was, it wasn’t going back into Pandora’s box.