While reminiscing over the years about various women I've enjoyed, most offered the various comments about my size... from "that's the biggest I've ever seen" to "I don't think I want any part of that." The usual.
But then there was "Marian," the most cock-craving size queen I've ever known. Perhaps 'size queen' isn't quite accurate because prior to our meeting she had never experienced unusual length and girth but once we involved, she couldn't get enough. And by that, I mean more than just sex. Marian not only liked to fuck it, but she wanted to look at it and she wanted to talk about it. For example, we would pull into the parking lot on our way to a movie and she would say, "Come on... just take it out. I want to see it." We would nearly be out the door for dinner and she would back me into a corner, saying "Just for a second.... let me feel it" as she grabbed my crotch. Then there were the slightly oddball questions. She seemed rather proud that she could take it all so she would ask, "Is there anybody else you've fucked who could the whole thing?" and "Have you ever hurt anybody when you fucked them?" "Tell me what it's like to know you always have the biggest dick in the room."
More than any other woman I've been involved with, she was completely absorbed by 'the big cock experience.' Yes, it was completely gratifying but somewhat unnerving because she was so obsessed. She took great pleasure in gossiping about my size to her friends and I was never sure if she enjoying bragging that such a prize 'belonged' to her or just that she wanted it known she could accept a big one. (These rumors led to our parting but that's another story.) Was I secretly pleased over her fascination? For the most part, yes, but also just a bit unsettling.
I'm guessing there are others here with a similar experience.
But then there was "Marian," the most cock-craving size queen I've ever known. Perhaps 'size queen' isn't quite accurate because prior to our meeting she had never experienced unusual length and girth but once we involved, she couldn't get enough. And by that, I mean more than just sex. Marian not only liked to fuck it, but she wanted to look at it and she wanted to talk about it. For example, we would pull into the parking lot on our way to a movie and she would say, "Come on... just take it out. I want to see it." We would nearly be out the door for dinner and she would back me into a corner, saying "Just for a second.... let me feel it" as she grabbed my crotch. Then there were the slightly oddball questions. She seemed rather proud that she could take it all so she would ask, "Is there anybody else you've fucked who could the whole thing?" and "Have you ever hurt anybody when you fucked them?" "Tell me what it's like to know you always have the biggest dick in the room."
More than any other woman I've been involved with, she was completely absorbed by 'the big cock experience.' Yes, it was completely gratifying but somewhat unnerving because she was so obsessed. She took great pleasure in gossiping about my size to her friends and I was never sure if she enjoying bragging that such a prize 'belonged' to her or just that she wanted it known she could accept a big one. (These rumors led to our parting but that's another story.) Was I secretly pleased over her fascination? For the most part, yes, but also just a bit unsettling.
I'm guessing there are others here with a similar experience.
