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My name is Carrie, and I like big men. Don’t get me wrong, I‘m not into obese guys, but I simply like large, rugged males. Big hands, big feet, big bodies, and of course… large knobs are like nectar to me. I cannot stand wimpy pretty boys; they bore the shit out of me. I once saw a troupe of woman performing a song on a live television show, dedicated to the sorts of men they preferred. One of the big mamas, during her solo snippet, sang, ‘I like them big and stupid.’ I was definitely with her.
Big boys are just different. They aren’t out to impress or strut around like puny peacocks. They simply ooze natural self-confidence, in the full knowledge that they are at the top of the masculine ladder. Being embraced by a big macho beast, and succumbing to his lust, is like an elixir to me. When I see a huge manly alpha, my pussy tingles with anticipation. I always dream about being dragged off to a cave by my hair, for a brutal fucking by one of these rugged creatures.
I believe you may have the general idea by now… so… can you imagine my delight one evening, when I came across a site on my computer called BG4PG (Big Guys for Pretty Girls). I almost pissed in my panties with excitement. The PG part of the name fitted me like a glove. I am five foot four inches tall, weigh one hundred pounds, and if I may say so myself… am very attractive.
After registering on the site I began randomly looking at the guys, delighted by what I saw. Sadly however, the first half dozen men I encountered all lived far away. My brain then finally engaged and I clicked on the, ‘guys in your area’ tag. The first two local men didn’t appeal to me. Number three looked a bit more promising, and I made a mental note of him. Numbers four and five once again were not to my taste, then number six popped onto my screen. ‘Yes… fuck yes,’ I immediately thought.
The picture before me was of a guy seated in a forward leaning position, with his legs apart and his arms resting on his knees. He was wearing a pair of shorts, and appeared very large. His moobs were meaty, and his arms and legs were thick. Huge hands hung interlocked before him, and his hair and beard were cropped very short. Jonny had a piercing gaze which really excited me. His demeanour was clearly, ‘don’t mess with me.’ His nose was broad and suited his square face, and his mouth had an almost cruel look to it. The top of his left arm was tattooed, and judging by the tattoos on either shoulder, I was sure that he also had tattoos on his back.
‘Perfect… just perfect,’ I thought. I didn’t even bother to look at the other two guys, before sending Jonny a message. I also attached a really good photo of myself. There was no immediate response, but the next morning he did reply. He explained that he was away on business, but would call me two days later, on Friday. He also mentioned that the picture I had sent, overwhelmingly met with his approval.
On Friday afternoon I received a call from him. The deep register of his gravelly voice filled me with excitement. Regrettably, he had an early business dinner that evening, and asked if could pop by at around nine o’clock. After punctual arrival we were soon seated in my lounge, each with a glass of wine in hand. Jonny was as bulky as I had hoped, and for the next twenty minutes we conversed easily as we got to know one another.
“So… what do you like in bed?” he eventually asked.
Shrugging I replied, “Anything.”
“Do you like it slightly rough?” he inquired.
“Yeah,” I answered shrugging again.
“Good,” he replied with an impish grin. “Well… should we make our way to the bedroom?” he suggested.
As we undressed my mouth almost salivated at the sight of the man. He was just perfect… well almost perfect. Jonny’s cock wasn’t exactly a big as had hoped for, but definitely above average (Oh shit, you most probably think I’m a total slut!) When we got onto the bed and his huge frame encapsulated me however, I was very happy.
Whispering in my ear he asked, “Have you been a good girl this week?”
“No,” I coyly replied.
“Mmmm… well then I’m going to have to punish you,” he murmured in a husky growl. Lifting up onto his knees Jonny ordered me onto my stomach. His big hands first gripped onto my butt cheeks, before lifting and smacking my backside. Several thwacks and grasps followed before he got off the bed. Moving to where he had left his trousers he placed a hand in one of the pockets, removing what looked like a yellow rubber tube of sorts.
Returning to the bed he stood looking at me with a naughty smile on his face, dangling the tube before me. “Meet a friend of mine. His name is Mr. Pineapple.”
“What is that?” I asked bewildered.
“It’s called a cock sleeve,” he informed me.
As I watched he spat into his hand and smeared saliva on his dick. Next he pulled the tight fitting sleeve that was open at both ends, over his cock. The yellow sleeve looked hectic, and perfectly resembled the skin of a pineapple. I began to worry about my earlier bravado as I observed the sight before me. I tried not to panic as he got back on the bed. “You’re going to love this baby,” he said, as he remounted my body.
After nestling his dick between my pussy lips, he commenced kissing me without any movement from his cock. A short while later as his butt began to move slowly, he gently began rubbing my pussy with the sleeve. The effect was immediate, and I commenced groaning with excitement. As Jonny upped his tempo, the sensation was mindboggling, and my groans turned in to gasps of pleasure. Jonny then lifted his backside, before I felt Mr. Pineapple begin to enter me.
Jonny’s pushed his knob forward very slowly, tantalising my delighted pussy. Once all in, he held still in me for a short while. When Jonny leisurely restarted his engine, my groans escalated to grunts of ecstasy. Ever increasing his thrusting, my body went into sensual overload. Having found a steady rhythm, Jonny lifted his torso onto outstretched arms, plunging Mr. Pineapple into my trembling frame. Convulsing with lust my head flailed about, uttering sounds that I never knew I was capable of making.
As my pussy exploded in orgasm, Jonny really began pummelling into me, determined to sustain me at that level. When he finally unloaded minutes later, I had never felt so satisfied in my entire life. Lowering his body back onto me afterwards I felt Mr. Pineapple withdrawing. Nestling his knob between my pussy lips once more, Jonny commenced kissing me for the next several minutes.
After a brief respite, I again felt the magic sleeve spring to life. Our second session was longer, and far more intense than the first. Placing my body in the doggy position, at the end of the bed, Jonny began alternating slaps to my butt as he speared into me. He was also much more vocal than in our earlier session, and ‘berated’ me lustily for being such a naughty girl. Every so often he would bend his torso over me, and after locating my cunt from the front, spank it steadily. I yelped with joy as he administered his discipline.
Pulling my torso up finally, my tits then became the focus of his attention. With his massive left hand secured tightly around my neck, his right hand slapped and tweaked my breasts firmly. All the while Jonny nibbled on my neck and ears. For the finale, I was turned and thrown onto my back, before he pounced on me. My pussy now got its ultimate pounding. When it ended, a state of blissful exhaustion overwhelmed me. I had never been so thoroughly fucked in my life.
We lay next to one another for several minutes afterwards, before I offered Jonny a drink. As we dressed, Jonny told me that although he didn’t normally work on Saturdays, having been away on business, he had an early meeting at work the following day, and shortly needed to be on his way.
As we sipped our wine in the lounge, he told me that would like to see me again, and asked me out for dinner the following evening. Naturally, I gladly accepted. With an impish grin he mentioned that he would be bringing along a few other sleeves, before concluding with a wink, “I have a feeling that you are going to love Mr. Tickler.” After a brief kiss at the door, Jonny went on his way.
Jonny didn’t have the biggest dick I had ever enjoyed, but definitely the best one. Don’t you just love a man who can improvise?
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