years ago, my GF and I broke up. we got back together and eventually married, but we were apart for a time. During that interval, I ran into one of her good friends from college. I was walking along a river bank, a popular spot for running/rollerblading/biking. I was wearing light colored jeans, and had a relentless hard-on, stretching down and across my thigh. every time I passed a girl, I would put my hands in the back pockets of my jeans and stretch them tight across my crotch so that my cock was clearly outlined. it is long enough that it stretched out past the end of my thigh, and it looked huge. I was getting lots of stares and was extremely horny. So this girl comes walking up the path who I knew from college. At first I was like no, better not... but of course I was like fuck it! I want her to see it, I want her to know. It is amazing how rapidly random thoughts can fire through your brain in nanoseconds... I remember thinking, I want her to know that her roommate in college was deliriously fucking my big cock just a few feet from where she was sleeping, and coming so hard that she was drooling... i want her to think back to the moans and gasps that would emanate from my GF's room, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall... all this crap was flying through my brain in the seconds before I greeted her. Needless to say my cock looked like it would burst through my jeans. And as she approached, her eyes dropped down to my crotch and she stared for what seemed like a full minute at my enormous erection. I could barely talk I was so horny, but managed to stumble through some kind of conversation. she couldnt stop glancing down, it was like she couldnt help it. anyway, we exchanged numbers and made plans to meet up.
We went out a few nights later. Went to a bar with some other folks. Got drunk and started flirting immediately. started making out at the bar, I pushed my rigid cock against her and she just said "mmmm, do you want to get out of here?" we went back to her place. as soon as the door shut her hand was stroking my cock through my pants. she was like "god, it feels so big"... made it to the couch, where somehow undressed... I fingered her to an orgasm in about 30 seconds while she stroked my cock. then she knelt down between my legs and gave me the most intense handjob I ever received. the whole time she just stared at my cock and kept talking about how big it was. I said all kinds of shit too, whatever came into my head, stuff like "I love to see your hands wrapped around my big cock" and "I've wanted you to see it forever". I had never been with a girl who was that vocal about cock size, and I came pretty quickly. she was like "my god, there's so much of it!"... very, very intense. we didnt have sex though, and we never went out again. neither of us ever mentioned my old GF.
forward 6 years.... at this point I was married to my old GF. without going into specifics, her old roommate entered our lives again. she is also happily married. we see her regularly. Of course, every time I see her I think back to that night, her shocked, staring eyes; her obvious amazement and pleasure at my cock size; all her comments about how she had never seen one this big, what a turn-on it was for her, how she can't imagine what it would feel like to have such a big cock inside her... she still stares, and I still show it off every chance i get, but neither of us has ever brought it up. I never told my wife and I have to assume she didnt either. I will never cheat on my wife, but the fantasy of fucking this woman until she passes out will never leave me.
