Semi-autobiographical experiment

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I couldn’t believe how good she tasted. I’d arrived five minutes early. Partly because I didn’t want her to shower. We’d kissed on the doorstep and were naked 20 seconds after the door shut. “I need to eat you”, “So masterful” she replied in mock submissiveness and rolled back onto the bed. I buried my face in her cunt. I’d really wanted to eat her last night and face sitting isn’t quite the same thing. Sure, you can fuck her with your tongue and suck her clit but there is so much more to pussy eating. It’s the one thing I was sure I was pretty good at. When we met my wife had never cum in the presence of anyone else despite having had several longish term boyfriends. I’d made it my mission to make her cum and while I never did it with my cock, my mouth and fingers could do it every time. Eventually I got so good at it I could make her cum even when she didn’t want to fuck me. I was starting to think my oral skills had been the only thing keeping us together for years.

Sofia’s pussy looked so different. My wife’s looked like those you see in porn. Sofia’s was the kind you only see in porn if you find your porn by typing “huge labia” into google image search with safesearch off. It smelled much better than last night, over 12 hours since her shower, that’s about when pussy starts tasting right, no hint of soap, just pussy. I breathed in the smell of her before plunging my face in and fucking her with my tongue. Some girls love this but some don’t. A few even point out where their clit is but what they don’t realise is, that bit’s for me.

These days women sometimes ask if I actually like eating pussy which always amazes me. Are there really men that don’t? That smell, the smell you get from a pussy that actually smells of pussy. That’s the smell that said “I want to fuck” before we evolved into something that could speak.

Sofia’s pussy had been giving off the most powerful waves of “I want to fuck” i’d ever experienced. As I’d plunged my tongue into her, visions of just flipping her over and fucking her from behind flashed through my head but no. I needed her to be as turned on as possible before we fucked. “does my cunt taste good?, i’ve been wet from thinking about your cock all day” I continued to slurp my tongue for several minutes until the flavour started to fade. Drinking all juice she can make is an occupational hazard of being a real pussy eater. Better switch to actually making her wetter. “yes” I replied as I moved my mouth up to her clit. My mouth had better things to do than talk. I wrapped my lips around her fleshy clit and, sucked while rubbing the underside with my tongue. I’d never had anything this big in my mouth. She was starting to move her pelvis like she was fucking. I matched her rhythm and ground my chin into her pussy. We each had a similar amount of stubble, she seemed to enjoy the feel of mine as about a minute later she came. As soon as she started I slipped my tongue as far into her as I could, her pussy tasted very strong again but I resisted drinking it dry. Instead I placed my hand on her belly as her breathing slowed and focused back on her clit. she’d cum pretty quickly but I was now on a mission to make her cum twice.

I slide my hand low on her belly until my thumb and forefinger are either side of her pussy, I push back gently revealing her clit in all it’s glory. It really was huge. No guy presented with that is going to be wondering if he found the right spot or not. I gently kissed the sides of it before backing off and drawing circles around it.

Some online guides written by ‘experts’ tell you to imagine writing letters with your tongue but out of respect for my inner caveman I tune in to what her pussy is telling me. This is going to sound mad but I imagine that I can somehow sense a force through my fingertips on the base of her belly and use it to guide my mouth. Yeah I know, total bullshit but it works for me and it seems for her. She’s cumming again. I’d completely lost track of time. By now her pussy was like a drug to me.
 

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As she came I wrapped my lips around her exposed clit and sucked. I could do this all night. As her orgasm subsided I inserted a couple of fingers then turned my hand over to feel for her G-spot. There it was. I rubbed hard as I continued to suck, cupping my elbow in my other hand. This made it easier to really fuck her with my fingers. She started mumbling in Danish again between gasps. I kept this up for a few minutes before slipping in two more fingers and sucking even harder. She was trembling all over. After a few minutes she came again. I slid up her slightly sweaty body and kissed her, my face covered in her juices. She said nothing but reached for my rock hard cock, guiding it into her dripping cunt.

She was very ready. I slipped half of it in easily and started to slowly fuck. deep down her pussy seemed tighter than last night, swolen from having cum three times. She pulled me closer and I pushed in a few more inches. she said something I couldn’t understand followed by “fuck me harder, but be careful”. I pushed harder until I was bottoming out with all but the last few inches inside her again. I gently pushed harder, hoping that in her state of arousal she’d be more open to being stretched but her hand pushing against my stomach suggested she wasn’t. The swollen depths of her cunt squeezed the sensitive parts of my cock that live under my foreskin in an exquisite way, I started thrusting again and almost immediately felt the urge to cum, my big saggy balls tightened into walnut sized (and textured) bumps on the base of my cock. I could have blown a load into her right then.

With my wife I hadn’t had to hold back for years. Sex had become a challenge to get to the point where I could cum before she got ‘too sore’ or I became exhausted from the exertion. A challenge i’d failed every time i’d tried for maybe ten years. Now I was having to actually hold back, I wanted to make her cum with my cock. The sensation of holding back was unfamiliar but wonderful, waves of pleasure that I hadn’t felt for years swept through my entire body. I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long but maybe I wouldn’t have to, Sofia was playing with her clit and getting close to another orgasm. I fucked her harder still, still avoiding going too deep until I started to lose my breath. I wasn’t having to try so hard not to cum now. Shit, if I had to keep this up for any longer I might not be able to at all. Fuck it. I stopped fucking for her and started fucking for me, somehow speeding up while managing not to hurt her, I was about to cum inside a pussy for the first time in years, what could go wrong now?

As it happened nothing went wrong, she had another huge orgasm, her pussy tightened then spasmed around my cock. This triggered the biggest orgasm I can rember. I came for so long that I wondered if i’d ever stop. Eventually I did. I’m not sure how long I mean by “eventually” as my time perception was a little warped.

I collapsed on the bed next to her and we lay our faces just a few inches apart. Neither of us said nothing for a while. She broke the silence “you are incredible at eating pussy, nobody has ever given me multiple orgasms like that, you have skills man” and grinned. I guess I had something to thank my wife for, though I was to learn later that I was very lucky that Sofia appreciated the way I ate pussy, a lot of women don’t like it that rough or with that much direct attention to their clit.

As my cock deflated I realised I needed to piss. This time I climbed over her and made my way to the bathroom. I stood over the toilet and pissed like an animal for what seemed like an age. When I turned round she was watching, I wrapped my arms around her, feeling her incredible soft and yet solid flesh and we kissed. Eventually she pulled away and said “I need to piss too”, I watched her sit down and waited. “get back to bed pervert” she said, laughing. I did as I was told and listened to her, my hands on my cock.

By the time she’d finished and brushed her teeth I was almost hard again. As she laid back down I slipped my hand between her legs, she felt for my cock and said “you want to fuck some more?”, she turned to look at her clock, 11:53, over an hour and a half had disappeared. “it’s too late but we can fuck in the morning if we wake up early” She rolled over to face away from me but pulled my arm over her and placed my hand on one of her beautiful soft breasts. I slipped my other arm under her neck and reached for the other. This is how we slept.
 

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I woke laying on my back with a raging erection as I do most mornings. It took me a few seconds to realise where I was. It was still dark outside but a glance at the clock told me it was 5:07. There was a soft light in the room from the street lighting through her curtains. Sofia was sleeping beside me, facing away, I rolled towards her, placing the shaft of my cock between her ass cheeks, draped my arm over her and pretended to sleep. She stirred a little and started to rock against me. Seemingly still asleep. She arched her back and pushed her hips towards me. I continued my movements but my shaft was now rubbing against her hot fleshy cunt. I kept this up for a while, wondering if she was actually awake. She was now starting to get wet.

I pulled back slowly and let the head of my cock slip between her legs, between her meaty lips and into her pussy. She gasped. Can you gasp in your sleep? She continued to slowly rock against me in a way that matched her slow breathing, gradually letting more of me inside her as her juices started to flow. Was she asleep? her breathing was slow. How slow, about as slow as mine but I wasn’t sleeping. By the time most of my cock was inside her I was sure she was awake but the question was, did she know I was awake too?

This really was a great position for us. Her ass and my belly did a pretty good job of keeping my excess inches out of her, now dripping wet, pussy. She sped up slightly and I matched her rhythm. All pretense of sleep stopped. She rolled onto her back. I was still laying on my side with her legs draped over me. I fucked her with as much cock as her meaty thighs and my flabby belly would allow. Her hand slipped to her clit and she started to idly fondle.

It was pretty easy to keep this up in this relaxed position, we fucked like this for maybe 20 minutes before her hand started to speed up, I did the same with my cock until she was wanking vigorously and I was fucking her with the longest deepest strokes i’d ever managed. Suddenly her pussy gripped me so I shoved in as much cock as this position would allow and stopped moving. I could feel the pulsating grip all the way up my shaft to my hugely swollen head as it stretched her to the limits. She came even harder than before and I could feel every exquisite movement. I had another massive orgasm myself. I could feel my hot spunk oozing around my cock as it spasmed again and again. When it eventually stopped she was still twitching. I left my cock deep inside her for several minutes. I’d pretty much lost my erection. She rolled onto her side but I still had a good four or five inches in her, she was so wet that I was able to slip the rest of my semi back in.

The sensation of my own spunk mixed with her juices around my stiffening cock was something else I hadn’t experienced for over a decade. My cock was actually getting harder even though we were lying completely still. Her breathing slowed, was she pretending to sleep again? I tentatively moved my cock, she rocked very slightly and we fucked, very slowly and barely moving. My breathing slowed to match hers and we continued to fuck but for who knows how long?, I fell asleep at some point.
 
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I woke to the smell of coffee, the sound of running water and that best of Queen CD. 8:35 monday morning. I joined Sofia in the shower but five minutes later we were drinking coffee and about to leave. We arranged to meet again that evening when she’d actually have a few more hours to spare.

Work was almost fun. I’d been in a new job for a month or so and hadn’t been enjoying it much. The parts of the job that required concentration had been impossible when my brain wandered to my impending divorce. That day I was distracted by the last few nights with Sofia. Similarly distracting but in a good way, I was actually getting more done. I was now completely convinced that Sofia was a very special person and wondering if I should do anything about it. How many consecutive nights of fucking did it take before we became ‘an item’ by default?

I was back at Sofia’s by 8PM and was slightly disappointed that we actually went out without fucking first. She’d brushed off my advances saying she would have if I was capable of a quickie and we walked to a bar on the university campus. Over a couple of drinks we actually talked for the first time since Saturday night. Eventually we talked about ‘us’. She told me how great last night had been and talked at length of my pussy eating skills, I told her how gorgeous and exciting she was and how wonderful the last few nights had been. She seemed flattered and said it was all a little out of character for her, that usually she was the steady boyfriend type. I told her I wanted to be with her every night but she seemed less than excited by this.

I told her “I love you”, she replied “no you don’t, you just love fucking me because you haven’t had sex for so long”, I hadn’t been expecting that. We stayed on the subject of sex which seemed like safer ground than love, the subject of my size quickly came up. She talked of how she’d noticed it when we first met, how she’d obsessed about it, how she’d been nervous when she saw it hard and asked if anyone had ever taken all of it. I told her no. She said she was sure there were women out there who would love every centimeter. I told her she had taken more of it than anyone ever had and asked if she thought she’d get more used to it. She said she doubted she would.

I thought of the message i’d had from “Don Keedick” from the dating site. He claimed to have had his 11” dick ‘balls deep’ in her but I couldn’t ask her directly. Instead I asked if she just wasn’t used to big cocks. She told me she’d recently met a guy who was “a bit longer but nowhere near as thick as you” and been able to “just about accommodate all of him somehow, maybe because it was thinner, maybe because he didn’t get quite as hard”. I guess this made sense.

I told her that i’d never experienced a woman having multiple orgasms before and she said she’d never had a man do that to her with his mouth. “with his mouth”? she’d said that before. I asked “have you ever had multiple orgasms some other way?”, “yes” she replied, “some guys can do it with their penis”. She went on to describe a few exes who could make her cum repeatedly by grinding against her clit as they fucked. “i’d love to learn to do that” I said, feeling slightly sick and inadequate. “Don’t worry, you make up for it in other ways” she said smiling “and both of the guys who could do it were long term boyfriends”, “but maybe we...” I started before she interrupted and held my hands “no, I don’t even want a boyfriend right now, i’m too busy, you’re the kind of guy who would take up all my time, I couldn’t possibly spend every night with you”, “but...” this time I stopped myself, I was sounding like a whiny little bitch, “but you do want to spend some nights with me?”, “of course” she replied grinning her filthy grin “tonight for example”.

Ten minutes later we were back at her place where we sucked and fucked for a couple of hours before falling asleep covered in each other’s juices.
 

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Sorry this is getting so long and drawn out, it's probably getting quite obvious now that I've pretty much exhausted the tale of Sofia and am itching to get onto something else, i'm much more happy with the next part though it probably won't do much for those who are only in this forum for the cocks, the one after that might :)
 
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Next day at work I thought about Sofia not wanting a boyfriend but still wanting to fuck. It took a while for it to sink in that this was a good thing. What was I doing? thinking I should settle down with the first woman I fucked? I was lucky Sofia was so cool. She’d freed me from obsessing over my wife and wanted nothing but orgasms and a little conversation in return. I’d met her only a week ago and my outlook had transformed from despair into bristling with possibilities. The first of these was to be my date that night with Themba, was I attracted to her? I wasn’t even sure, in the weeks since i’d seen her for those few hours she’d transformed slightly in my head, all I could picture was her incredible lips and her enormous, shapeless body that had been hidden under several layers of unflattering clothes, I wondered what she’d look like naked, did black skin feel different? would I ever get the chance to find out? who cared? she was a fascinating woman whose company I enjoyed more and more each time we spoke, maybe I should just be happy to see a movie with her.

I picked her up from her place just after 7, she looked very different from how I remembered, her weird straight hair was gone and replaced by a very sexy curly bob, was this what she’d been hiding under that stupid wig? she looked years younger but was wearing the same heavy coat she had on our first date. I put my arms around her and kissed her incredible lips but only for a second, my hands rested on her enormous ass, it felt like solid muscle compared to Sofia’s soft curves but I resisted the urge to squeeze or even let my hands linger, instead I stepped back and said “you look great”, “thank you” she said smiling coyly and we walked to my car.

We arrived at the half empty movie theatre and made our way to our seats, she removed her coat, she was wearing fewer layers than she had the night we met, it was then that I finally realised quite how much her huge size was below the waist, her low cut top wasn’t tight but it seemed she might have been hiding a very nice pair of tits. The movie started but I wasn’t really watching, it was the second Bridget Jones. Themba seemed to be enjoying it though, I watched most of it via the highlights that jiggled in her soft cleavage as she laughed.

After the movie we went back to her place with a pizza and stood in her kitchen as she made tea, I got to really take in her shape for the first time, she was wearing a very tight skirt that wouldn’t be tight on anyone else, she was wearing 4” heels and had fantastic legs, above her slim ankles were huge calf muscles, tapering at he knee before becoming impossibly wide under that tight skirt, her huge ass was held so high and stuck out so far compared to her relatively slim waist that it could almost have been used for a shelf. From the waist down she was like an incredible caricature. Like someone had taken a ‘perfect’ figure and carefully scaled it in photoshop.

We took the tea and pizza into her small living room where two mismatched sofas faced each other, she invited me to sit on one and sat herself on the other. We talked as we ate, I asked her about the dating site and how she was finding it, she told me she’d been encouraged to put a profile up by a friend and hadn’t been enjoying it, I was the only guy she’d spoken to who hadn’t put her off by immediately trying to talk about sex, that she hadn’t been on a date in the five years she’d been in the UK and was glad she’d found a friend. She asked me about Sofia who i’d stupidly mentioned at some point over IM, I simply said she was a lovely woman but I didn’t think anything would come of it. Themba kicked off her shoes and swung those amazing legs up beside her, her tight skirt riding up a few inches to expose a little of those impossible thighs.

Her mouth was telling me one thing, her body language was telling me something else, as was the part of her that had picked her outfit. We continued to talk but soon she pulled a blanket from behind the sofa and covered her legs, had I been perving over them too much? “it’s so cold here” she said, I wasn’t cold at all, her electric fire was doing a pretty good job of holding back the mild british winter but she was used to a different climate. I felt kind of awkward but eventually asked if I could join her under the blanket, “OK” she said, lowering those legs to the floor, I sat next to her wondering if she’d noticed the bulge down my right leg.

She squeezed up close to me, my arm had nowhere to go but over her shoulder. “you are lovely and warm” she said. I ran my fingers over her upper arm, her skin did feel different, sort of like the difference between printer paper and quality writing paper, the sensation on my fingertips was incredible. All my senses seemed to be heightened, under her subtle a perfume I could clearly smell her, a wonderful exotic scent, I buried my face in the crook of her neck and breathed deeply, when I looked up our faces were inches apart, her incredible lips seemed even fuller than before, slightly parted, we kissed and I lost it completely. Nobody I have ever met before or since could kiss like Themba, it’s not that she did anything different, no darting tongues no trying to get creative with her teeth, she simply sagged submissively in a way that said “i’m yours” more clearly than words ever could.

When we finally stopped kissing I realised my hand was inside her loose fitting bra, I lifted out her large soft breast, her nipples were huge, the areola at least four inches across, the nipple itself about the size of the tip of my index finger and completely soft, I took it in my mouth and tentatively sucked, her head rolled back, I sucked harder and she seemed to enjoy it even more, I guess nipples this big can’t be super-sensitive, my wife could barely let me touch hers. I opened my mouth wide and sucked harder still, hard enough to pull a lot of boob into my gaping mouth, running my tongue over what had to be well over an inch of still soft nipple in the vacuum of my mouth. My hand released her other magnificent breast, I gave its nipple the same attention until she started quietly mumbling “fuck me”.
 
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