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I didn't go looking for a tranny, shemale, dickgirl, or whatever derogatory term a homophobic world has labeled women that happen to be packing a penis. In fact, while I had messed around a little with the man worm, back in college and with a drunken buddy a few times, I considered myself 100% a hetero male, in love with the female form and a total horn dog for a beautiful woman. I must admit, I've jerked off more than a few times to shemale porn on my computer at home, wondering what it would be like to have a sexy babe banging me with her manly tool. Ironically, as it turns out, that internet history helped me bag my current lover.
My new girlfriend is exactly that; a stunningly beautiful woman who just happens to have a schlong most porn stars would give their left nut for. And that big boner has turned me into a totally submissive bottom slut in the bedroom (or the backyard, the kitchen, the car, the public restroom, or just about anywhere else she decides to feed me that gorgeous hunk of meat).
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you the story of how I got this lucky.
I'm in my mid thirties, divorced from a no sex marriage, and work my ass off at a 60-hour per week desk job. Work pays the bills and gives me plenty of disposable income to support my hobbies; a boat for fishing, new golf clubs when I want them, a membership at a local country club, a nice little Craftsman style house in a good neighborhood, and a couple of motorcycles. All in all, I'm doing well. The only thing missing is a partner to share all this stuff with. Well, that and somebody to replace my hand in my sex life.
I'd been chatting up a really cute girl at my local coffee shop for weeks, getting to know her slowly, and working up the nerve to ask her out. She worked the morning shift and if I needed an early afternoon shot of caffeine too, I could count on seeing her twice a day.
Her name is Allison (my favorite Elvis Costello song -- I was hoping she'd let me "take off her party dress" sometime) and she just turned 30. The reason I know that, the crew was singing her happy birthday a couple of weeks ago and I asked one of the baristas how old Allison was. Yea, I know, I said I'd been chatting her up, but it sounds more like I was stalking her, huh?
Well, maybe. She was exactly the kind of girl that makes my member throb; long brunette hair with a slight natural curl, tall and thin with an ass made for yoga pants, long legs that just begged to be wrapped around my head, sparkling green eyes, full pouty lips, and the most perfect little pert b cup tits that looked outstanding in a tight t-shirt, especially when the a/c was cranked and her raisins were trying to poke through her thin cotton top. Her skin was pale and smooth as silk. In other words, she was a striking goddess that filled my stroke sessions with a very worthy lust. I even admit I'd imagined a thick strapon dildo was part of her sex toy inventory and had blown more than one wad while fantasizing she was banging me from behind with that wicked phallus. Yes, I am a giant pervert and I most definitely have some submissive bottom tendencies.
As best as I could tell, she amazingly didn't have a boyfriend. I never came right out and asked her, but I hinted around. She enjoyed hiking, bike riding, and camping, and whenever I asked about her adventures, she always mentioned she did them alone. She didn't appear socially awkward, so maybe she was just the loner type.
"So you went backpacking and camping this weekend all by yourself? Isn't that a little scary?" I asked her one Monday morning.
"Honestly, Justin, I just prefer my own company. What do they say, the reason I talk to myself is I'm the only person that will listen," she giggled.
"I get it," I chuckled. "You must have some pretty impressive outdoor skills to solo like that up in the mountains."
"Oh, I'm very good at solo," she smirked, grabbing her crotch in a baseball player type crude way. Biting her lip, she continued, "Sorry, that was inappropriate. I guess I just feel comfortable talking to you and sometimes its nice to be yourself, even at work."
"No problem," I laughed. "Sometimes you've just got to let the "goofy" out."
"Exactly," she replied. "But I'll try to keep goofy in my pants from now on," she giggled.
God, I was falling hard for this girl. How she wasn't already scooped up by some guy, I had no idea. She probably had some issues, but then again, don't we all?
One Saturday I stopped into the coffee shop around noon on my way to the nursery to buy some plants; my backyard was a mess and it needed some serious gardening work.
I was surprised to see Allison behind the counter.
"What are you doing here on a Saturday?" I asked.
"Nice to see you too, Mr. Smooth. My car broke down, so I dropped it at the shop this morning," she replied. "Since the shop is just across the street, figured I would get a few paid hours in."
"Sorry about that," I conceded. "If you need any help, let me know."
"Well, ummm, since you mentioned it, the car won't be ready today, so I need a ride home. Would you mind?"
Finally, an opening. "Sure thing," I said. "You ready to leave now?"
"Oh, thank you so much. Let me cash out and I'm ready."
"OK. Do you mind if we stop by the nursery? I was headed out to buy some plants to spruce up my backyard," I continued.
"No sweat," she said. "You know, I've got a pretty green thumb and maybe I could help you out. I mean, without wheels, I'm pretty much stuck at home the rest of the day."
"Cool. I'd love the help," and to spend the rest of the day drooling over your hot body, I thought to myself; maybe even finally putting the moves on.
Allison ducked into the restroom with her bag and emerged in a pair of cutoff denim shorts (and I do mean short), a t-shirt, and flip-flops.
"Ready to go Justin. You going to put me to work?" she laughed.
Working on my boner, I thought, but I kept my mouth shut.
We spent an hour or so at the nursery, picking stuff out, and loaded the back of my SUV with plants, potting soil, and mulch, enough to keep us busy all afternoon.
We chatted like old friends, joking, and laughing. Allison had a very dry sense of humor and she loved teasing me about stuff.
"You like that plant because it's pretty huh?" she laughed. "Typical man, thinking with your dick and picking the shrub with the biggest tits irrespective of whether it is actually a psycho that will overwhelm your yard, and likely cut off your balls."
"Aren't you mixing metaphors?" I laughed.
"Probably," she quipped. "But you get my point. These draught tolerant bushes will do much better, need less maintenance, and will leave your nuts intact."
I also bought some seeds to sow the vegetable garden.
"Do you like cucumbers?" Allison asked, literally fondling a packet of seeds. "In this environment, I bet you could grow some huge cucumbers."
Was she teasing me, cause my cucumber was literally ready to burst out of my pants.
"My dad used to grow them and then make pickles," she continued. "My mouth still waters whenever I see a nice juicy pickle."
"A nice pickle, huh," I laughed. "I bet you enjoy a nice pickle."
"You are a giant pervert Justin," she giggled. "I guess that's why I like you. But for now, how about your pickle stays in your shorts."
We grabbed some burgers on the way home and continued our good-natured banter. I found out that in addition to working at the coffee shop, Allison was a Java programmer and ran a small business creating websites for people. She worked at the coffee shop in the morning and spent the rest of the day doing web design and programming.
"Beautiful and smart," I made a weak attempt to compliment her.
"Yep, I'm the complete package," she laughed. "Just too much package for most guys."
All afternoon we worked in the backyard, digging out beds, replanting, pruning, and all that other typical yard work stuff. At one point, as it got hotter, Allison pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a skimpy little bikini top that barely covered her sweaty chest. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to hide the semi I was sporting, while drooling over her incredible lithe body. Her ass looked spectacular in her denim cutoffs and those legs made me weak in the knees.
"Can I borrow your computer for a few minutes?" she asked about 5pm. "I need to log into my cloud account and send some demos off to a potential client."
I showed her into my study, logged on, and left her alone, going to the kitchen to grab a couple of cold beers. When I came back, she looked up at me with a wicked grin on her face as I handed her a beer.
"Interesting browser history, Justin," she giggled as she shutdown the computer, grabbed the beer, and headed back out to the yard.
Damn I thought to myself, what did she see? I tried remembering what I had been recently surfing, but a pervert like me has varied tastes and it could have been just about anything. I have some tumblr and pornhub favorites, but a surf session could have run the gamut of fetishes for a sick puppy like me.
Catching up with her in the yard, "Sorry, hope you didn't see anything inappropriate, you little snoop."
"Oh, it was highly inappropriate, and I'm no little snoop, I'm a huge snoop, remember, I'm a computer science geek. But don't worry, if you saw my browser history you'd probably call the pervert police and have me locked away for my own safety. Or at least the general safety of the community at large."
We finished up in the yard and had a few more beers.
"You want to stay for dinner?" I asked. "I've got some steaks in the fridge and I could fire up the BBQ. It's the least I can do to feed you after all the hard work today. And I'm sure I've got a bottle or two of red wine around here somewhere."
"I'd swear you are trying to get me drunk, Mr. Fowler," she laughed.
"No more drunk than me," I retorted. "But you are right, I'll have to call you an Uber or something, cause no way I should be driving you home tonight. Or you can just crash in the guest bedroom."
"Guest bedroom, huh?" she said. "Is that the room with the hidden cameras so you can film me in all my private glory?"
"I, uhh, well, I don't..."
"I'm k**ding dummy," she interjected. "Although now you've got me worried."
"No need to worry," I replied. "Had I known you were going to spend the night in my guest room, I would have setup my secret spy cameras. You'll have to give me more advanced warning next time."
"I like your style, creepy," she giggled. "Do you mind if I take a shower and wash off all this sweat?"
"Go for it, towels are in the hall closet. Do you need anything else?" I replied.
"No, just your promise that you won't spy on me," she laughed as she headed for the shower.
I wanted nothing more than to peep around the bathroom door and jerk my horny dick while I watched her in the shower, but a promise is a promise.
We sat out in the backyard to eat dinner, drinking a couple of bottles of wine. At this point neither of us was feeling any pain and our conversation turned from sophomoric sexual innuendo to more serious topics.
"So Justin," she began. "I noticed from your browser history that you like chicks with dicks?"
"Well, I, uhhh, it must have been one of those pop up messages or something. Maybe a virus on my computer."
"I don't think so," she said. "It looked like about 100 different tranny sites over the last couple of days. Seems to me, you like checking out hotties with a little something extra. Most of it looked like dominatrix shemale stuff. Is that what you watch when you're choking the old chicken?"
"I don't know what to say," I embarrassedly replied, but I was relieved she saw that stuff several hours ago and yet she was still here hanging out. Most girls would have run for the hills.
"Don't be embarrassed," she continued, "I like that stuff too, but from a different perspective."
"Huh?" was all I could stutter out.
"Look, I know you've got the hots for me. I can't say I blame you, what with me being so beautiful and everything," she laughed hard at her own teasing as she flipped back her long hair giving me a Marylyn Monroe come hither look.
"Well, I'm always a little reluctant to dive into relationships with guys, cause, well, I, uhhh, I'm like those girls you enjoy watching on the internet," she finished.
"Wow, you mean, you have a dick?" I blurted out, the wine making me lose all sense of etiquette.
"Yes, Don Juan, I'm a meat packing girl," she whispered, a look of fear darting across her face.
"Oh my god," I gasped. "I never would have guessed." Maybe her voice was an octave or two low and now that I was studying it, her Adams apple was a little pronounced, but she looked all woman to the naked eye.
"Are you disgusted, or do you have a raging boner right now?" she teased, biting her lip, a look of mixed emotions on her face.
Reaching down to my crotch, I realized I had a huge throbbing boner. "Definitely a boner," I replied.
"Good," she smiled. "Cause I've been trying to keep my monster under wraps ever since I saw your computer."
"M-m-monster?" I blurted out.
"Well, I'll let you be the judge of that. Do you want to see it?" she quipped, licking her lips and looking oh so sexy.
"Yes please," I almost begged.
"Get down on your knees and crawl over here then," she instructed as she pushed her chair back from the table and spread her legs.
Holy shit, the head of her cock was jutting out below the ripped hem of her cutoffs and it looked about the size and color of a ripe plum.
"I've been wanting to introduce you to my little b**st ever since you started flirting with me a few months ago. But you never know how a good old American male will respond to a girl with a dick, let alone one that is likely considerably bigger than his."
Up close, now on my knees between her thighs, I could see a big dollop of precum on the tip of her cockhead.
"Go ahead Justin, kiss it. Get your first, but not last, taste of my girl cream. I'm going to enjoy feeding you my dick and then my load. Do you want to be my little cocksucker, baby?"
"God yes," I moaned as I slurped the thick precum from her piss slit.
"Why don't you strip naked my little pet?" she semi-demanded. "I think a proper cocksucker should always be naked."
My backyard is very private and I wasn't worried about any of the neighbors seeing anything unless they happen to climb up on the fence. Looking around, I tore off my t-shirt, ripped down my shorts and fell back down to my knees in front of my tranny goddess.
"Good bitch," she purred. "I see you're not poorly endowed yourself. I'll make good use of that nice pickle later. But right now, I need your lips wrapped around my pecker. I've been fantasizing about that all day."
She pulled the hem of her cutoffs up higher and several inches of her seemingly never ending pole came into view. Damn, where had she been hiding this b**st all day? I kissed her inner thighs, stopping at her cockhead. I opened my mouth wide and took her engorged helmet into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her gland and tasting more of her delicious precum. From watching all that internet porn, I had a pretty good idea of how to suck a cock like a pro.
"Mmmm, just like that. God, I'm going to love teaching you how to deepthroat every last inch of my big dick," she sighed.
I doubted I'd ever feel her balls bouncing off my chin, she was just too huge, but I was willing to do anything for Allison. Hell, at this point, if she'd asked me to round up the neighbors so they could watch, I'd have said "yes ma'am."
I was choking on just the few inches of exposed girl-dick, but I was doing my best to make love to her with my inexperienced mouth.
"You keep this up sweetie, and you are going to get me so fucking horny I might just bend you over right here in the backyard and fuck you like a dog," she moaned.
I felt my cock twitch and precum leak from my throbbing rod.
"You'd like that huh, baby?" she laughed.
I nodded yes, unable to answer with her fat tool stuffed in my mouth.
"I'm so glad I snooped on your computer. I never dreamed you'd be a dick whore and this sure has sped up our "courting" process."
She pulled back and stood up from the chair, unbuttoning her shorts and slipping them off. When her full cock sprung into view, I gasped.
"Not bad, huh baby?" she giggled, giving her full length a quick jerk.
"Amazing," I moaned. "It's fucking huge. How do you keep that monster hidden away all day?" Honestly, her giant cock sticking straight out from her thin and perfectly girlish body was probably the hottest fucking thing I'd ever seen.
"Tricks of the trade," she laughed. "But it's not hidden away now. What do you want to do with her, baby?"
"I want to suck your cock, Allison. I want you to face fuck me and drive that huge rod down my horny throat. I want to be your slutty cocksucking bitch."
"Perfect," she purred. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled my open mouth down onto her rod, feeding me inch after inch of her steel pipe.
"You look so cute with my cock stuffed in your horny mouth," she giggled. "Look up at me and smile, I mean you can't really say "cheese" with your mouth so full, can you?"
As I looked up at her cute face, I heard her phone go click as she took a picture of me sucking her big dick.
"Don't worry baby," she said. "This pic is just for me, unless you want me to post it on one of my website designs. You do look like a natural born cocksucker the way you are worshipping my rod."
She saw the look of abject horror shoot across my face as she pulled her spit covered boner from my mouth, giving my face a couple of heavy whacks with her tool.
"God, you are such a drama queen," she laughed. "Of course I'm just k**ding. I'll only post pics of my cock up your ass to the website."
"You have an odd sense of humor," I chuckled, giving her big bulbous head a swirl with my tongue as I stroked her spit covered pole with both hands. "I guess that was what originally attracted me to you, well, that and the fact you are so damn fucking hot. Although I have to admit, I've decided this giant fuck stick is now your best asset."
"Shut up lover boy and show me how much you love my big fuck stick," she moaned as she shoved it back into my throat.
Not knowing yet how to overcome my gag reflex, I retched as her fat cockhead hit the back of my throat.
"You'll learn sweety," she said, as she pulled back before once again thrusting her cock deep into my mouth. "Make a fist with your left hand and squeeze your thumb hard against your palm. When you feel something, and when I say something, I mean my cock, hit the back of your throat, swallow like it was ice cream. Oh, and don't forget to breathe through your nose."
As she pushed hard again, I squeezed my fist and as I swallowed was fascinated to feel her cockhead actually inch down my throat, without me trying to cough it back out.
"Oh yea, bitch, I'm gonna have this cock buried ball deep in that velvet throat in no time," she sighed. "Fuck, your throat feels awesome. You like being the coffee girl's personal cocksucker, don't you slut?"
When I had decided to do some yard work today, I had no idea I'd be learning to deepthroat a massive dick before the day was over. And I was absolutely gaga over being Allison's cock slut. She had either been reviewing my browser history and knew I was a closet submissive so was acting the part or she was a real wet dream come true for me and this was just her dominant she-cock personality. I hoped the latter, but I wasn't arguing either way.
I felt like I was close to blacking out when her big, low hanging ball sack finally kissed my chin. Fuck, I had nearly every last inch of her throbbing meat buried down my throat. If it weren't for the slightly downward curve of her long pole, I don't think I could have taken her to the root, but her cock fit perfectly down my throat.
She put her hand on my forehead and slowly pushed me backwards, her cock head pulling back out of my stretched throat. With an audible pop, it exited my throat and I swirled my tongue around her fat bulb, enjoying the delicious taste of her precum.
"Good boy," she patted my head like a little puppy. "I knew you could take it."
"That was amazing," I coughed out. "I never dreamed I could take the whole thing."
"You want more, don't you baby?" she cooed, as she gave my cheek a couple of playful whacks with her heavy tool.
"Yes, please," I begged. "I want you to fuck my throat."
"Good, we are definitely on the same page," she giggled. "I'm glad to see you are an over achiever. That will come in handy when I open that virgin butt of yours for the first time."
Her amazingly cute face cracked an evil grin as she licked her lips. "You know you want to bend over, spread those hairy ass cheeks, and get fucked like a horny dog, don't you baby?"
I whimpered like a bitch in heat, "God yes. I want you to own my holes with that amazing cock."
"Oh, we are going to have so much fun," she laughed as she slid her spit covered rod back into my mouth and grabbing my ears roughly, started to deep dick my throat, her low hanging balls now actively bouncing off my chin with each deep thrust.
After a couple of minutes of pounding my face, she pulled back and collapsed back into the chair, giving my throat a well needed rest.
"Fuck that is fun," she exhaled. "Something about just owning a throat is the absolutely best. As much as I love fucking a tight ass or a sweet pussy, a velvet throat is just outstanding."
"Glad you like it," I hoarsely whispered.
"I'll bet you fucking loved it, didn't you sweetie?" she said. "Giving up your throat to a big dicked tranny."
"God yes," I replied, crawling up between her legs and running my tongue up and down her throbbing shaft, feeling the veins of her hog pulse under my sensitive tongue.
"Suck my balls. I want you to feel that boiling jizz in my nutsack that is heating up to feed you just what you need, you little cumslut," she said.
As I nursed her big, tender balls, I looked up to watch Allison remove her bikini top, finally revealing the most perfect little pert tits I'd ever seen. Her nipples weren't insanely huge, but they were very dark and resembled two jumbo-sized pencil erasers. I sure hoped she enjoyed having those perfect tits worshipped, cause I could spend all night nursing on those amazing nips. As I watched, she gave her nipples a hard squeeze and let out a deep moan; my kind of girl.
We stayed in the position for the next 15 minutes as I worshipped her big dick, learning the nuances that made her breath heavy.
"Yea baby, work your tongue right there under my cockhead," she moaned. "Now give my balls a light squeeze and I think you'll get a little treat."
Sure enough, precum came dripping out of her piss slit and I eagerly slurped it up.
I sucked her deeply into my mouth, running my tongue under her shaft and locking my lips around her mighty girth.
"You keep that up honey and I'm going to blow a huge load," she exhaled. "But I'm not ready quite yet."
She stood up, turned round, and bent down, putting her perfect little ass right in my face.
"Let's see how good you are at eating butt-pussy," she quipped.
With my nose buried in her crack, I ran my tongue up her slit and found her little pucker hole.
"Bingo," she moaned. "Work that tongue up my ass, bitch."
I did. She continued to instruct me on how best to rim her ass.
"Now run your tongue under my ass and down to my balls. Good, now reverse course and back to my hole."
Damn, she knew how to take control and I was just her little sex slave.
After a bit more of this, she stood up.
"Hop up on the table, baby, on your back, and let your head fall off the edge," she commanded. "I'm gonna fuck your throat till I fill you up with this huge load."
She lined up her massive log and started fucking my throat with long, deep strokes.
"Sweetie, your cock looks painfully hard," she laughed as she continued to fuck my face, reaching down and giving my completely ignored boner a quick tug.
I swear, if she had jerked it for 5 seconds it would have erupted like Mount Vesuvius.
"After you swallow my load, we'll make sure you get off too," she teased.
I could feel her cock grow even fatter as her breathing quickened.
"Fuck, I'm gonna blow baby," she moaned as she exploded on her downthrust, shooting scalding hot spunk straight down my throat.
Pulling back, she filled my mouth to overflow with her thick, salty seed. I couldn't swallow fast enough as molten cream leaked down my cheeks.
Allison collapsed back into the chair, "Holy shit," she exclaimed. "I fucking needed that. You have the makings of an amazing submissive slut, Justin. And fast on your way to becoming a world class cocksucker."
"Thanks," I weakly replied as I swallowed the rest of her spooge, savoring the taste and consistency like a fine wine.
"Does my little sissy want to shoot his load too?" she teased as she ran her fingers lightly across my chest, her nails causing me to break out in goose bumps.
"Yes please," I begged.
"Do you want to jerk off on my tits?" she asked.
"Oh god yes," I exclaimed. It was like she had read my mind.
"I thought so. You know you'll have to clean up your own mess, right?" she continued.
"No problem," I replied, hoping she would let me slurp my cum off her prize melons.
"Ok, stand up and jerk your rod on my boobs," she ordered.
She didn't have to ask twice. It only took about three quick jerks and my sauce was splattering across her chest, what looked like a gallon of thick cream.
"Yea stud," she teased, "you were pretty backed up, huh? Now get your face down here and clean up all that sticky, gooey goodness."
I spent the next 10 minutes licking, sucking, and slurping up every last drop of my sperm off her perfect tits. I could have spent the rest of the night sucking her amazing nipples but she finally pushed me away.
"Enough you sexy little slut," she laughed. "You're already starting to give me another boner and my next target is that hairy little asshole of yours."
I wasn't going to object, although I seriously wondered how I was going to take her massive schlong up my virgin butt.
"But first, let's go grab a shower. I don't want to rip you in two, so let's suds up that backdoor and I'll let you start with a few fingers before I ram you full of girl-cock," she laughed.
"Good idea," I exhaled.
The shower in my master bedroom is nice and big with multiple heads, a big bench, and plenty of room for two.
We soaped each other up, and started making out like two high school k**s in the backseat of a car. I couldn't keep my hands off Allison's big dick, fascinated by its weight and the magnetic power it already had over me.
"Justin, do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" she whispered in my ear.
"More than anything," I quickly replied.
"And do you want me to breed that fuckhole, filling you with my girl sperm?" she continued.
"God yes," I moaned.
I felt her soapy hand make its way up my butt crack and her finger found my tight rose bud. She swirled her index finger around my hole, teasingly sliding it one joint deep before pulling it out. Even that one finger felt strange, but after several minutes of exploration she had two crossed fingers buried to her knuckles up my hole, screwing them in and out with a twisting motion.
"Baby, you are so super tight. I'm gonna have fun opening you up," she cooed. "And lucky for you, I probably won't last very long fucking your tight manpussy."
By the time she had worked four fingers past my sphincter, her cock was again rock hard and pulsing in my hand.
"Soap my boner up good, sweetie," she instructed, "And sit down on the bench, your ass off the edge, and hoist your ankles up on my shoulders. I want to watch your face as I take your virginity."
"Is soap the best lube?" I stupidly asked.
"No, but unless you have a better idea at hand, I'm not waiting to bury this fuckstick in your cunt," she replied.
"OK, but please, take it slow. Your big dick is gonna hurt like hell," I whimpered.
"Oh, it will hurt way worse than hell," she giggled. "And you'll love every last torturous inch. You know you want it bitch."
"Yes, god yes, Allison I want your big dick buried in my ass so fucking bad," I admitted.
She positioned her soapy bulb right at the hairy entrance to my backdoor.
Grabbing a washcloth, she shoved it in my mouth. "Bite down on that and try to push out your butt as I start to penetrate," she instructed. "I know you're a giant size queen, but this is gonna hurt at first sweetie."
I'd like to be able to describe the next 5 minutes as she forced my ass to adopt to her huge girth and length, but I think I literally blacked out. I remember the searing pain, I remember seeing stars, and I remember saying over and over, "feed my ass that big cock," but when she said "it's all the way in lover," all I knew was that I was in fucking heaven.
"Fuck me Allison," I grunted. "Fuck me like a wild a****l."
And boy did she. After about 15 minutes, she pulled out and flipped me over, grabbing my hips and continuing to fuck me doggy style. As she plowed my ass, I realized my cock was leaking like a faucet and the pain was immensely pleasurable as her cockhead repeatedly found my secret fuck spot deep inside my ass.
"How do you like getting fucked by a big-dicked girl?" she moaned, as she leaned against my back, her nipples cutting glass on my back.
"Best fucking thing ever," I exclaimed, pushing back to get every last inch of her rod deep in my hole.
"Do you think you will cum just from me fucking your ass?" she asked.
"Keep this up and I think so," I squirmed as I did actually feel the jizz start to boil in my nuts.
She latched onto my hips and deep dicked me hard with long, powerful strokes.
"Oh holy fuck," I exclaimed as my untouched dick erupted another load of thick sperm. "I'm fucking cumming."
"Me too," Allison replied as she stuffed herself ball deep and I felt her rod spurt cum deep up my ass. "Your fucking ass is mine now, bitch."
I loved how she would vacillate between cute, sweet, and sexy versus crude, rough, and dominant. If this was bipolar, I was loving both poles, especially the one buried up my poop chute.
As her cock started to slowly deflate, she pulled it out with a loud plop and I knew my hole was a gaping mess.
"Let's finish showering off and then I need some sleep. You've just about worn me out you little slut," she giggled.
We woke up early the next morning, in each other's arms. I reach down between her legs and found her morning wood, stroking it gently.
"You want some more, huh lover boy?" she yawned.
I didn't bother to answer out loud, instead I just crawled down between her legs and proceeded to give her a good morning blowjob, only done once I had swallowed another big load of hot cum.
This time, she returned the favor and swallowed my dick like a seasoned pro, making me shoot my load in record time.
"Not a bad way to start the day, huh?" she giggled as she swallowed my jizz. "That is my kind of breakfast, although I could use some coffee to go with all that cream."
I pulled myself out of bed, quickly realizing that walking was going to be a challenge today. I limped towards the kitchen.
"Mr. Fowler," Allison laughed, "you are walking funny. Did you hurt yourself?"
"Yea, I guess I did," I chuckled. "I was impaled on my girlfriend's huge cock last night and it seems that may have given me a bit of a pain in the ass."
"You best not be calling me a pain in the ass," she giggled. "You know they say when you fall off a horse, the best thing is to get right back on."
"Good point. And you're right, I think I may have been fucked by a horse dick last night. I'll make some coffee and then I'll be ready to bust that bronco again."
All day Sunday we fucked like rabbits and Allison even let me take a spin on her tight ass-cunt. Pounding her sweet hole while holding on to her big handle was an amazing treat. I swear, that girl has more stamina than a thoroughbred and I think she has a never ending supply of thick, sweet cum. I lost count how many loads I swallowed or had shot up my bum.
When I got divorced, my plan was to never be tied down again. But after one weekend with my dream woman, if Allison ever agrees to marry me, I'll be the luckiest bottom bitch husband ever. So what if she wears the pants in the relationship, I mean with a trophy dick like that she deserves to rule the roost.
My new girlfriend is exactly that; a stunningly beautiful woman who just happens to have a schlong most porn stars would give their left nut for. And that big boner has turned me into a totally submissive bottom slut in the bedroom (or the backyard, the kitchen, the car, the public restroom, or just about anywhere else she decides to feed me that gorgeous hunk of meat).
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you the story of how I got this lucky.
I'm in my mid thirties, divorced from a no sex marriage, and work my ass off at a 60-hour per week desk job. Work pays the bills and gives me plenty of disposable income to support my hobbies; a boat for fishing, new golf clubs when I want them, a membership at a local country club, a nice little Craftsman style house in a good neighborhood, and a couple of motorcycles. All in all, I'm doing well. The only thing missing is a partner to share all this stuff with. Well, that and somebody to replace my hand in my sex life.
I'd been chatting up a really cute girl at my local coffee shop for weeks, getting to know her slowly, and working up the nerve to ask her out. She worked the morning shift and if I needed an early afternoon shot of caffeine too, I could count on seeing her twice a day.
Her name is Allison (my favorite Elvis Costello song -- I was hoping she'd let me "take off her party dress" sometime) and she just turned 30. The reason I know that, the crew was singing her happy birthday a couple of weeks ago and I asked one of the baristas how old Allison was. Yea, I know, I said I'd been chatting her up, but it sounds more like I was stalking her, huh?
Well, maybe. She was exactly the kind of girl that makes my member throb; long brunette hair with a slight natural curl, tall and thin with an ass made for yoga pants, long legs that just begged to be wrapped around my head, sparkling green eyes, full pouty lips, and the most perfect little pert b cup tits that looked outstanding in a tight t-shirt, especially when the a/c was cranked and her raisins were trying to poke through her thin cotton top. Her skin was pale and smooth as silk. In other words, she was a striking goddess that filled my stroke sessions with a very worthy lust. I even admit I'd imagined a thick strapon dildo was part of her sex toy inventory and had blown more than one wad while fantasizing she was banging me from behind with that wicked phallus. Yes, I am a giant pervert and I most definitely have some submissive bottom tendencies.
As best as I could tell, she amazingly didn't have a boyfriend. I never came right out and asked her, but I hinted around. She enjoyed hiking, bike riding, and camping, and whenever I asked about her adventures, she always mentioned she did them alone. She didn't appear socially awkward, so maybe she was just the loner type.
"So you went backpacking and camping this weekend all by yourself? Isn't that a little scary?" I asked her one Monday morning.
"Honestly, Justin, I just prefer my own company. What do they say, the reason I talk to myself is I'm the only person that will listen," she giggled.
"I get it," I chuckled. "You must have some pretty impressive outdoor skills to solo like that up in the mountains."
"Oh, I'm very good at solo," she smirked, grabbing her crotch in a baseball player type crude way. Biting her lip, she continued, "Sorry, that was inappropriate. I guess I just feel comfortable talking to you and sometimes its nice to be yourself, even at work."
"No problem," I laughed. "Sometimes you've just got to let the "goofy" out."
"Exactly," she replied. "But I'll try to keep goofy in my pants from now on," she giggled.
God, I was falling hard for this girl. How she wasn't already scooped up by some guy, I had no idea. She probably had some issues, but then again, don't we all?
One Saturday I stopped into the coffee shop around noon on my way to the nursery to buy some plants; my backyard was a mess and it needed some serious gardening work.
I was surprised to see Allison behind the counter.
"What are you doing here on a Saturday?" I asked.
"Nice to see you too, Mr. Smooth. My car broke down, so I dropped it at the shop this morning," she replied. "Since the shop is just across the street, figured I would get a few paid hours in."
"Sorry about that," I conceded. "If you need any help, let me know."
"Well, ummm, since you mentioned it, the car won't be ready today, so I need a ride home. Would you mind?"
Finally, an opening. "Sure thing," I said. "You ready to leave now?"
"Oh, thank you so much. Let me cash out and I'm ready."
"OK. Do you mind if we stop by the nursery? I was headed out to buy some plants to spruce up my backyard," I continued.
"No sweat," she said. "You know, I've got a pretty green thumb and maybe I could help you out. I mean, without wheels, I'm pretty much stuck at home the rest of the day."
"Cool. I'd love the help," and to spend the rest of the day drooling over your hot body, I thought to myself; maybe even finally putting the moves on.
Allison ducked into the restroom with her bag and emerged in a pair of cutoff denim shorts (and I do mean short), a t-shirt, and flip-flops.
"Ready to go Justin. You going to put me to work?" she laughed.
Working on my boner, I thought, but I kept my mouth shut.
We spent an hour or so at the nursery, picking stuff out, and loaded the back of my SUV with plants, potting soil, and mulch, enough to keep us busy all afternoon.
We chatted like old friends, joking, and laughing. Allison had a very dry sense of humor and she loved teasing me about stuff.
"You like that plant because it's pretty huh?" she laughed. "Typical man, thinking with your dick and picking the shrub with the biggest tits irrespective of whether it is actually a psycho that will overwhelm your yard, and likely cut off your balls."
"Aren't you mixing metaphors?" I laughed.
"Probably," she quipped. "But you get my point. These draught tolerant bushes will do much better, need less maintenance, and will leave your nuts intact."
I also bought some seeds to sow the vegetable garden.
"Do you like cucumbers?" Allison asked, literally fondling a packet of seeds. "In this environment, I bet you could grow some huge cucumbers."
Was she teasing me, cause my cucumber was literally ready to burst out of my pants.
"My dad used to grow them and then make pickles," she continued. "My mouth still waters whenever I see a nice juicy pickle."
"A nice pickle, huh," I laughed. "I bet you enjoy a nice pickle."
"You are a giant pervert Justin," she giggled. "I guess that's why I like you. But for now, how about your pickle stays in your shorts."
We grabbed some burgers on the way home and continued our good-natured banter. I found out that in addition to working at the coffee shop, Allison was a Java programmer and ran a small business creating websites for people. She worked at the coffee shop in the morning and spent the rest of the day doing web design and programming.
"Beautiful and smart," I made a weak attempt to compliment her.
"Yep, I'm the complete package," she laughed. "Just too much package for most guys."
All afternoon we worked in the backyard, digging out beds, replanting, pruning, and all that other typical yard work stuff. At one point, as it got hotter, Allison pulled off her t-shirt, revealing a skimpy little bikini top that barely covered her sweaty chest. I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to hide the semi I was sporting, while drooling over her incredible lithe body. Her ass looked spectacular in her denim cutoffs and those legs made me weak in the knees.
"Can I borrow your computer for a few minutes?" she asked about 5pm. "I need to log into my cloud account and send some demos off to a potential client."
I showed her into my study, logged on, and left her alone, going to the kitchen to grab a couple of cold beers. When I came back, she looked up at me with a wicked grin on her face as I handed her a beer.
"Interesting browser history, Justin," she giggled as she shutdown the computer, grabbed the beer, and headed back out to the yard.
Damn I thought to myself, what did she see? I tried remembering what I had been recently surfing, but a pervert like me has varied tastes and it could have been just about anything. I have some tumblr and pornhub favorites, but a surf session could have run the gamut of fetishes for a sick puppy like me.
Catching up with her in the yard, "Sorry, hope you didn't see anything inappropriate, you little snoop."
"Oh, it was highly inappropriate, and I'm no little snoop, I'm a huge snoop, remember, I'm a computer science geek. But don't worry, if you saw my browser history you'd probably call the pervert police and have me locked away for my own safety. Or at least the general safety of the community at large."
We finished up in the yard and had a few more beers.
"You want to stay for dinner?" I asked. "I've got some steaks in the fridge and I could fire up the BBQ. It's the least I can do to feed you after all the hard work today. And I'm sure I've got a bottle or two of red wine around here somewhere."
"I'd swear you are trying to get me drunk, Mr. Fowler," she laughed.
"No more drunk than me," I retorted. "But you are right, I'll have to call you an Uber or something, cause no way I should be driving you home tonight. Or you can just crash in the guest bedroom."
"Guest bedroom, huh?" she said. "Is that the room with the hidden cameras so you can film me in all my private glory?"
"I, uhh, well, I don't..."
"I'm k**ding dummy," she interjected. "Although now you've got me worried."
"No need to worry," I replied. "Had I known you were going to spend the night in my guest room, I would have setup my secret spy cameras. You'll have to give me more advanced warning next time."
"I like your style, creepy," she giggled. "Do you mind if I take a shower and wash off all this sweat?"
"Go for it, towels are in the hall closet. Do you need anything else?" I replied.
"No, just your promise that you won't spy on me," she laughed as she headed for the shower.
I wanted nothing more than to peep around the bathroom door and jerk my horny dick while I watched her in the shower, but a promise is a promise.
We sat out in the backyard to eat dinner, drinking a couple of bottles of wine. At this point neither of us was feeling any pain and our conversation turned from sophomoric sexual innuendo to more serious topics.
"So Justin," she began. "I noticed from your browser history that you like chicks with dicks?"
"Well, I, uhhh, it must have been one of those pop up messages or something. Maybe a virus on my computer."
"I don't think so," she said. "It looked like about 100 different tranny sites over the last couple of days. Seems to me, you like checking out hotties with a little something extra. Most of it looked like dominatrix shemale stuff. Is that what you watch when you're choking the old chicken?"
"I don't know what to say," I embarrassedly replied, but I was relieved she saw that stuff several hours ago and yet she was still here hanging out. Most girls would have run for the hills.
"Don't be embarrassed," she continued, "I like that stuff too, but from a different perspective."
"Huh?" was all I could stutter out.
"Look, I know you've got the hots for me. I can't say I blame you, what with me being so beautiful and everything," she laughed hard at her own teasing as she flipped back her long hair giving me a Marylyn Monroe come hither look.
"Well, I'm always a little reluctant to dive into relationships with guys, cause, well, I, uhhh, I'm like those girls you enjoy watching on the internet," she finished.
"Wow, you mean, you have a dick?" I blurted out, the wine making me lose all sense of etiquette.
"Yes, Don Juan, I'm a meat packing girl," she whispered, a look of fear darting across her face.
"Oh my god," I gasped. "I never would have guessed." Maybe her voice was an octave or two low and now that I was studying it, her Adams apple was a little pronounced, but she looked all woman to the naked eye.
"Are you disgusted, or do you have a raging boner right now?" she teased, biting her lip, a look of mixed emotions on her face.
Reaching down to my crotch, I realized I had a huge throbbing boner. "Definitely a boner," I replied.
"Good," she smiled. "Cause I've been trying to keep my monster under wraps ever since I saw your computer."
"M-m-monster?" I blurted out.
"Well, I'll let you be the judge of that. Do you want to see it?" she quipped, licking her lips and looking oh so sexy.
"Yes please," I almost begged.
"Get down on your knees and crawl over here then," she instructed as she pushed her chair back from the table and spread her legs.
Holy shit, the head of her cock was jutting out below the ripped hem of her cutoffs and it looked about the size and color of a ripe plum.
"I've been wanting to introduce you to my little b**st ever since you started flirting with me a few months ago. But you never know how a good old American male will respond to a girl with a dick, let alone one that is likely considerably bigger than his."
Up close, now on my knees between her thighs, I could see a big dollop of precum on the tip of her cockhead.
"Go ahead Justin, kiss it. Get your first, but not last, taste of my girl cream. I'm going to enjoy feeding you my dick and then my load. Do you want to be my little cocksucker, baby?"
"God yes," I moaned as I slurped the thick precum from her piss slit.
"Why don't you strip naked my little pet?" she semi-demanded. "I think a proper cocksucker should always be naked."
My backyard is very private and I wasn't worried about any of the neighbors seeing anything unless they happen to climb up on the fence. Looking around, I tore off my t-shirt, ripped down my shorts and fell back down to my knees in front of my tranny goddess.
"Good bitch," she purred. "I see you're not poorly endowed yourself. I'll make good use of that nice pickle later. But right now, I need your lips wrapped around my pecker. I've been fantasizing about that all day."
She pulled the hem of her cutoffs up higher and several inches of her seemingly never ending pole came into view. Damn, where had she been hiding this b**st all day? I kissed her inner thighs, stopping at her cockhead. I opened my mouth wide and took her engorged helmet into my mouth, swirling my tongue around her gland and tasting more of her delicious precum. From watching all that internet porn, I had a pretty good idea of how to suck a cock like a pro.
"Mmmm, just like that. God, I'm going to love teaching you how to deepthroat every last inch of my big dick," she sighed.
I doubted I'd ever feel her balls bouncing off my chin, she was just too huge, but I was willing to do anything for Allison. Hell, at this point, if she'd asked me to round up the neighbors so they could watch, I'd have said "yes ma'am."
I was choking on just the few inches of exposed girl-dick, but I was doing my best to make love to her with my inexperienced mouth.
"You keep this up sweetie, and you are going to get me so fucking horny I might just bend you over right here in the backyard and fuck you like a dog," she moaned.
I felt my cock twitch and precum leak from my throbbing rod.
"You'd like that huh, baby?" she laughed.
I nodded yes, unable to answer with her fat tool stuffed in my mouth.
"I'm so glad I snooped on your computer. I never dreamed you'd be a dick whore and this sure has sped up our "courting" process."
She pulled back and stood up from the chair, unbuttoning her shorts and slipping them off. When her full cock sprung into view, I gasped.
"Not bad, huh baby?" she giggled, giving her full length a quick jerk.
"Amazing," I moaned. "It's fucking huge. How do you keep that monster hidden away all day?" Honestly, her giant cock sticking straight out from her thin and perfectly girlish body was probably the hottest fucking thing I'd ever seen.
"Tricks of the trade," she laughed. "But it's not hidden away now. What do you want to do with her, baby?"
"I want to suck your cock, Allison. I want you to face fuck me and drive that huge rod down my horny throat. I want to be your slutty cocksucking bitch."
"Perfect," she purred. Grabbing the back of my head, she pulled my open mouth down onto her rod, feeding me inch after inch of her steel pipe.
"You look so cute with my cock stuffed in your horny mouth," she giggled. "Look up at me and smile, I mean you can't really say "cheese" with your mouth so full, can you?"
As I looked up at her cute face, I heard her phone go click as she took a picture of me sucking her big dick.
"Don't worry baby," she said. "This pic is just for me, unless you want me to post it on one of my website designs. You do look like a natural born cocksucker the way you are worshipping my rod."
She saw the look of abject horror shoot across my face as she pulled her spit covered boner from my mouth, giving my face a couple of heavy whacks with her tool.
"God, you are such a drama queen," she laughed. "Of course I'm just k**ding. I'll only post pics of my cock up your ass to the website."
"You have an odd sense of humor," I chuckled, giving her big bulbous head a swirl with my tongue as I stroked her spit covered pole with both hands. "I guess that was what originally attracted me to you, well, that and the fact you are so damn fucking hot. Although I have to admit, I've decided this giant fuck stick is now your best asset."
"Shut up lover boy and show me how much you love my big fuck stick," she moaned as she shoved it back into my throat.
Not knowing yet how to overcome my gag reflex, I retched as her fat cockhead hit the back of my throat.
"You'll learn sweety," she said, as she pulled back before once again thrusting her cock deep into my mouth. "Make a fist with your left hand and squeeze your thumb hard against your palm. When you feel something, and when I say something, I mean my cock, hit the back of your throat, swallow like it was ice cream. Oh, and don't forget to breathe through your nose."
As she pushed hard again, I squeezed my fist and as I swallowed was fascinated to feel her cockhead actually inch down my throat, without me trying to cough it back out.
"Oh yea, bitch, I'm gonna have this cock buried ball deep in that velvet throat in no time," she sighed. "Fuck, your throat feels awesome. You like being the coffee girl's personal cocksucker, don't you slut?"
When I had decided to do some yard work today, I had no idea I'd be learning to deepthroat a massive dick before the day was over. And I was absolutely gaga over being Allison's cock slut. She had either been reviewing my browser history and knew I was a closet submissive so was acting the part or she was a real wet dream come true for me and this was just her dominant she-cock personality. I hoped the latter, but I wasn't arguing either way.
I felt like I was close to blacking out when her big, low hanging ball sack finally kissed my chin. Fuck, I had nearly every last inch of her throbbing meat buried down my throat. If it weren't for the slightly downward curve of her long pole, I don't think I could have taken her to the root, but her cock fit perfectly down my throat.
She put her hand on my forehead and slowly pushed me backwards, her cock head pulling back out of my stretched throat. With an audible pop, it exited my throat and I swirled my tongue around her fat bulb, enjoying the delicious taste of her precum.
"Good boy," she patted my head like a little puppy. "I knew you could take it."
"That was amazing," I coughed out. "I never dreamed I could take the whole thing."
"You want more, don't you baby?" she cooed, as she gave my cheek a couple of playful whacks with her heavy tool.
"Yes, please," I begged. "I want you to fuck my throat."
"Good, we are definitely on the same page," she giggled. "I'm glad to see you are an over achiever. That will come in handy when I open that virgin butt of yours for the first time."
Her amazingly cute face cracked an evil grin as she licked her lips. "You know you want to bend over, spread those hairy ass cheeks, and get fucked like a horny dog, don't you baby?"
I whimpered like a bitch in heat, "God yes. I want you to own my holes with that amazing cock."
"Oh, we are going to have so much fun," she laughed as she slid her spit covered rod back into my mouth and grabbing my ears roughly, started to deep dick my throat, her low hanging balls now actively bouncing off my chin with each deep thrust.
After a couple of minutes of pounding my face, she pulled back and collapsed back into the chair, giving my throat a well needed rest.
"Fuck that is fun," she exhaled. "Something about just owning a throat is the absolutely best. As much as I love fucking a tight ass or a sweet pussy, a velvet throat is just outstanding."
"Glad you like it," I hoarsely whispered.
"I'll bet you fucking loved it, didn't you sweetie?" she said. "Giving up your throat to a big dicked tranny."
"God yes," I replied, crawling up between her legs and running my tongue up and down her throbbing shaft, feeling the veins of her hog pulse under my sensitive tongue.
"Suck my balls. I want you to feel that boiling jizz in my nutsack that is heating up to feed you just what you need, you little cumslut," she said.
As I nursed her big, tender balls, I looked up to watch Allison remove her bikini top, finally revealing the most perfect little pert tits I'd ever seen. Her nipples weren't insanely huge, but they were very dark and resembled two jumbo-sized pencil erasers. I sure hoped she enjoyed having those perfect tits worshipped, cause I could spend all night nursing on those amazing nips. As I watched, she gave her nipples a hard squeeze and let out a deep moan; my kind of girl.
We stayed in the position for the next 15 minutes as I worshipped her big dick, learning the nuances that made her breath heavy.
"Yea baby, work your tongue right there under my cockhead," she moaned. "Now give my balls a light squeeze and I think you'll get a little treat."
Sure enough, precum came dripping out of her piss slit and I eagerly slurped it up.
I sucked her deeply into my mouth, running my tongue under her shaft and locking my lips around her mighty girth.
"You keep that up honey and I'm going to blow a huge load," she exhaled. "But I'm not ready quite yet."
She stood up, turned round, and bent down, putting her perfect little ass right in my face.
"Let's see how good you are at eating butt-pussy," she quipped.
With my nose buried in her crack, I ran my tongue up her slit and found her little pucker hole.
"Bingo," she moaned. "Work that tongue up my ass, bitch."
I did. She continued to instruct me on how best to rim her ass.
"Now run your tongue under my ass and down to my balls. Good, now reverse course and back to my hole."
Damn, she knew how to take control and I was just her little sex slave.
After a bit more of this, she stood up.
"Hop up on the table, baby, on your back, and let your head fall off the edge," she commanded. "I'm gonna fuck your throat till I fill you up with this huge load."
She lined up her massive log and started fucking my throat with long, deep strokes.
"Sweetie, your cock looks painfully hard," she laughed as she continued to fuck my face, reaching down and giving my completely ignored boner a quick tug.
I swear, if she had jerked it for 5 seconds it would have erupted like Mount Vesuvius.
"After you swallow my load, we'll make sure you get off too," she teased.
I could feel her cock grow even fatter as her breathing quickened.
"Fuck, I'm gonna blow baby," she moaned as she exploded on her downthrust, shooting scalding hot spunk straight down my throat.
Pulling back, she filled my mouth to overflow with her thick, salty seed. I couldn't swallow fast enough as molten cream leaked down my cheeks.
Allison collapsed back into the chair, "Holy shit," she exclaimed. "I fucking needed that. You have the makings of an amazing submissive slut, Justin. And fast on your way to becoming a world class cocksucker."
"Thanks," I weakly replied as I swallowed the rest of her spooge, savoring the taste and consistency like a fine wine.
"Does my little sissy want to shoot his load too?" she teased as she ran her fingers lightly across my chest, her nails causing me to break out in goose bumps.
"Yes please," I begged.
"Do you want to jerk off on my tits?" she asked.
"Oh god yes," I exclaimed. It was like she had read my mind.
"I thought so. You know you'll have to clean up your own mess, right?" she continued.
"No problem," I replied, hoping she would let me slurp my cum off her prize melons.
"Ok, stand up and jerk your rod on my boobs," she ordered.
She didn't have to ask twice. It only took about three quick jerks and my sauce was splattering across her chest, what looked like a gallon of thick cream.
"Yea stud," she teased, "you were pretty backed up, huh? Now get your face down here and clean up all that sticky, gooey goodness."
I spent the next 10 minutes licking, sucking, and slurping up every last drop of my sperm off her perfect tits. I could have spent the rest of the night sucking her amazing nipples but she finally pushed me away.
"Enough you sexy little slut," she laughed. "You're already starting to give me another boner and my next target is that hairy little asshole of yours."
I wasn't going to object, although I seriously wondered how I was going to take her massive schlong up my virgin butt.
"But first, let's go grab a shower. I don't want to rip you in two, so let's suds up that backdoor and I'll let you start with a few fingers before I ram you full of girl-cock," she laughed.
"Good idea," I exhaled.
The shower in my master bedroom is nice and big with multiple heads, a big bench, and plenty of room for two.
We soaped each other up, and started making out like two high school k**s in the backseat of a car. I couldn't keep my hands off Allison's big dick, fascinated by its weight and the magnetic power it already had over me.
"Justin, do you want me to fuck you in the ass?" she whispered in my ear.
"More than anything," I quickly replied.
"And do you want me to breed that fuckhole, filling you with my girl sperm?" she continued.
"God yes," I moaned.
I felt her soapy hand make its way up my butt crack and her finger found my tight rose bud. She swirled her index finger around my hole, teasingly sliding it one joint deep before pulling it out. Even that one finger felt strange, but after several minutes of exploration she had two crossed fingers buried to her knuckles up my hole, screwing them in and out with a twisting motion.
"Baby, you are so super tight. I'm gonna have fun opening you up," she cooed. "And lucky for you, I probably won't last very long fucking your tight manpussy."
By the time she had worked four fingers past my sphincter, her cock was again rock hard and pulsing in my hand.
"Soap my boner up good, sweetie," she instructed, "And sit down on the bench, your ass off the edge, and hoist your ankles up on my shoulders. I want to watch your face as I take your virginity."
"Is soap the best lube?" I stupidly asked.
"No, but unless you have a better idea at hand, I'm not waiting to bury this fuckstick in your cunt," she replied.
"OK, but please, take it slow. Your big dick is gonna hurt like hell," I whimpered.
"Oh, it will hurt way worse than hell," she giggled. "And you'll love every last torturous inch. You know you want it bitch."
"Yes, god yes, Allison I want your big dick buried in my ass so fucking bad," I admitted.
She positioned her soapy bulb right at the hairy entrance to my backdoor.
Grabbing a washcloth, she shoved it in my mouth. "Bite down on that and try to push out your butt as I start to penetrate," she instructed. "I know you're a giant size queen, but this is gonna hurt at first sweetie."
I'd like to be able to describe the next 5 minutes as she forced my ass to adopt to her huge girth and length, but I think I literally blacked out. I remember the searing pain, I remember seeing stars, and I remember saying over and over, "feed my ass that big cock," but when she said "it's all the way in lover," all I knew was that I was in fucking heaven.
"Fuck me Allison," I grunted. "Fuck me like a wild a****l."
And boy did she. After about 15 minutes, she pulled out and flipped me over, grabbing my hips and continuing to fuck me doggy style. As she plowed my ass, I realized my cock was leaking like a faucet and the pain was immensely pleasurable as her cockhead repeatedly found my secret fuck spot deep inside my ass.
"How do you like getting fucked by a big-dicked girl?" she moaned, as she leaned against my back, her nipples cutting glass on my back.
"Best fucking thing ever," I exclaimed, pushing back to get every last inch of her rod deep in my hole.
"Do you think you will cum just from me fucking your ass?" she asked.
"Keep this up and I think so," I squirmed as I did actually feel the jizz start to boil in my nuts.
She latched onto my hips and deep dicked me hard with long, powerful strokes.
"Oh holy fuck," I exclaimed as my untouched dick erupted another load of thick sperm. "I'm fucking cumming."
"Me too," Allison replied as she stuffed herself ball deep and I felt her rod spurt cum deep up my ass. "Your fucking ass is mine now, bitch."
I loved how she would vacillate between cute, sweet, and sexy versus crude, rough, and dominant. If this was bipolar, I was loving both poles, especially the one buried up my poop chute.
As her cock started to slowly deflate, she pulled it out with a loud plop and I knew my hole was a gaping mess.
"Let's finish showering off and then I need some sleep. You've just about worn me out you little slut," she giggled.
We woke up early the next morning, in each other's arms. I reach down between her legs and found her morning wood, stroking it gently.
"You want some more, huh lover boy?" she yawned.
I didn't bother to answer out loud, instead I just crawled down between her legs and proceeded to give her a good morning blowjob, only done once I had swallowed another big load of hot cum.
This time, she returned the favor and swallowed my dick like a seasoned pro, making me shoot my load in record time.
"Not a bad way to start the day, huh?" she giggled as she swallowed my jizz. "That is my kind of breakfast, although I could use some coffee to go with all that cream."
I pulled myself out of bed, quickly realizing that walking was going to be a challenge today. I limped towards the kitchen.
"Mr. Fowler," Allison laughed, "you are walking funny. Did you hurt yourself?"
"Yea, I guess I did," I chuckled. "I was impaled on my girlfriend's huge cock last night and it seems that may have given me a bit of a pain in the ass."
"You best not be calling me a pain in the ass," she giggled. "You know they say when you fall off a horse, the best thing is to get right back on."
"Good point. And you're right, I think I may have been fucked by a horse dick last night. I'll make some coffee and then I'll be ready to bust that bronco again."
All day Sunday we fucked like rabbits and Allison even let me take a spin on her tight ass-cunt. Pounding her sweet hole while holding on to her big handle was an amazing treat. I swear, that girl has more stamina than a thoroughbred and I think she has a never ending supply of thick, sweet cum. I lost count how many loads I swallowed or had shot up my bum.
When I got divorced, my plan was to never be tied down again. But after one weekend with my dream woman, if Allison ever agrees to marry me, I'll be the luckiest bottom bitch husband ever. So what if she wears the pants in the relationship, I mean with a trophy dick like that she deserves to rule the roost.
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