My life changed dramatically for the better when I was twenty-two. In the three years since then, my life keeps getting even better and better.
About six months before I met Tina, I had broken off a short-lived relationship with my previous girlfriend.
All she ever did was complain about life in general, and about me in particular.
Mostly, she hated her job, but she was having a hard time finding a new one.
Her complaint about me wasn’t how I treated her. She seemed very happy about the love and respect I always showed to her.
She even loved how sexually playful I am, including my free and easy and relaxed sexual banter.
No, her complaint was that my cock is just too damned big!
No, her complaint was that my cock is just too damned big!
Not to boast, but it’s nine inches long, and nearly as big around as a soda can.
She complained that even though I was slow and gentle when entering her, it hurt her every time we made love, which had become less and less frequent.
She complained that even though I was slow and gentle when entering her, it hurt her every time we made love, which had become less and less frequent.
I loved how tight she was, but honestly, I wasn’t happy causing her pain, and I didn’t know what to do about it.
To me, sex is an important part of a close and loving relationship.
To me, sex is an important part of a close and loving relationship.
Much as I hated to end it, I didn’t see a way to make that relationship work in the long term.
I’d just bought a bag full of freshly picked corn on the cob, when the woman standing beside me at the produce stall remarked that these were the biggest ears of corn she had ever seen.
As comes naturally to me, I made a sexually playful remark to her: “Do you like your corn cobs big?”
She smiled at me, and I could swear to this day that she winked. “Mmm, yeah, I like my cobs how I like my men, all long and thick.”
I noticed she had just bought some peaches. They were the sorriest looking peaches I had ever seen, and I told her so.
“They are pretty sorry looking, aren’t they?” she laughed.
I steered her to a farmer’s market vendor who offered some of the finest quality peaches to be found anywhere. She thanked me for showing them to her, and she bought six or eight of them.
“If you’re nice to me,” she definitely winked this time, “I just might show you the two firmest, ripest peaches you’ll ever see in your life.”
Our mutual sexual banter was causing quite a bulge in my jeans, and her eyes seemed to lock on my jeans tent.
“If you want, you can come by my house, and we can enjoy bananas and peaches together, maybe with a lot of cottage cheese on top, too?”
We had barely gotten through my front door, when she kicked the door close. She pulled her top off over her head. She was braless.
Her peach-shaped breasts were on the smallish side, much smaller than my previous girlfriend. She told me they’re 32B, Nice! But she was right; they were firm and ripe … and quite beautiful. And I told her so.
She tugged my belt open and unzipped my jeans, softly muttering something about how she needed a mouthful of banana. When I popped out of my fly, all hard and throbbing, she cooed “NICE!” which made me feel like the sexiest man ever born.
With her long, hard nipples between my teeth, and her perfect imitation of a sword swallower, it was hard to say who was moaning louder and more joyously at that moment.
When I had fired my big “weapon of mass seduction” down her throat, she licked her lips and smiled, purring “Mmmm! Best cottage cheese I’ve tasted in a very long time!”
She stood up and turned around.
I told her she didn’t have just two firm and pretty peaches; she had four.
“Oh, kiss my ASS!” she joked. (And I did).
She rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her. I eased in very slowly.
I told her she didn’t have just two firm and pretty peaches; she had four.
“Oh, kiss my ASS!” she joked. (And I did).
She rolled onto her back and pulled me on top of her. I eased in very slowly.
She surprised me.
Instead of scolding me for having too damned big of a cock, like my previous girlfriend did every time, the sexy little woman below me was purring softly, whispering “So good, so good!” over and over.
I went from feeling like the most awful son of a bitch towards women six months earlier, to feeling like the best lover on earth with her.
She rolled us onto our backs, putting her on top, straddling me.
She eased her beautiful, short but curvy body up and down my cock, up and down, up and down. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. The faster she rode me, the louder she moaned.
The louder she moaned, the harder I got.
Then the most amazing things happened.
Her trembling, contracting pussy muscles clamped down tight around me. When they released, her juices poured down my shaft, and down onto my balls.
No prior girlfriend had ever come on me anywhere near that hard. I knew that a one in a billion woman was on top of me at that moment.
Her scent of arousal and orgasm was totally intoxicating.
I think I started to fall in love with her at that very moment.
And my love for her has steadily deepened in the three years since.
When I had filled her pussy beyond what she could keep inside of herself, and the rest was slowly leaking out of her, she kissed me and asked me if I would be willing to be her boyfriend.
“It would be my honor and my pleasure.”
“I have a few conditions, though,” she giggled as she kissed my spent but still semi-hard cock.
“Such as?”
“Well, for starters I’m going to need that gorgeous cock of yours to fuck me at least twice a day, every day!” Yes, she used that word “gorgeous,” and she has used that word about my cock many times since then.
One more reason I love her so much.
“It will be a huge sacrifice,” I laughed. “But sure, I’ll fuck you morning and night, if it will make you happy.”
“More than twice, on days when I need it. And every time has to be at least as good as this was,”
I’ve kept that promise to her every day since, Whenever her job takes her out of town, I make up for it on her return, until I’ve averaged twice a day for the time she was away plus her time back.
“It will be a huge sacrifice,” I laughed. “But sure, I’ll fuck you morning and night, if it will make you happy.”
“More than twice, on days when I need it. And every time has to be at least as good as this was,”
I’ve kept that promise to her every day since, Whenever her job takes her out of town, I make up for it on her return, until I’ve averaged twice a day for the time she was away plus her time back.
She paused a moment, smiled, then said, “Well, if you’re going to fuck me twice a day, I suppose we should get around to knowing each other’s name. Hi, I’m Tina.”
“I’m Rod,” I laughed, I’d just had the best and hottest sex of my life up to that time, with a woman whose names I hadn’t known, and she hadn’t known my name, either!
“Yes you are,” she winked. “Quite a rod!”
“No, really, my name is Rod.”
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” she laughed. “Biggest, hardest rod I’ve ridden in a very long time, and your name is really Rod?”
I got up off the bed, picked my jeans up off the floor, pulled out my wallet, and showed her my driver’s license. “See? Roderick. Rod for short.”
“Short? You mean rod that’s long!” She kissed my cock again, something no woman had ever done before; we had known each other less than two hours, and now Tina had done that twice!
“I have one more condition, before I let you be my boyfriend,” Tina continued.
“Oh? What might that be?” I thought she meant something like she wanted to suck me some impossibly high number of times per day or something.
“I’m bi. As in bisexual. I’ve had the same girlfriend for four years now.
“I’m Rod,” I laughed, I’d just had the best and hottest sex of my life up to that time, with a woman whose names I hadn’t known, and she hadn’t known my name, either!
“Yes you are,” she winked. “Quite a rod!”
“No, really, my name is Rod.”
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” she laughed. “Biggest, hardest rod I’ve ridden in a very long time, and your name is really Rod?”
I got up off the bed, picked my jeans up off the floor, pulled out my wallet, and showed her my driver’s license. “See? Roderick. Rod for short.”
“Short? You mean rod that’s long!” She kissed my cock again, something no woman had ever done before; we had known each other less than two hours, and now Tina had done that twice!
“I have one more condition, before I let you be my boyfriend,” Tina continued.
“Oh? What might that be?” I thought she meant something like she wanted to suck me some impossibly high number of times per day or something.
“I’m bi. As in bisexual. I’ve had the same girlfriend for four years now.
Her name is Brianna. As my boyfriend, you have to allow me to continue to see her. That’s not negotiable!”
“Can I watch?”
“Only if Brianna says it’s OK.”
“OK,” I said. “Now I have a condition on being your boyfriend.”
"If I’m to fuck you twice daily, you’re to have no other cock but mine. No touching, no sucking, no fucking, no riding, no contact of any kind with any other cock but mine.”
“Hmm, I have to limit myself to only the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen, and no other?” Tina grinned. “How will I ever survive that?”
It took me about a week after we met., to leave my apartment and move in with Tina.
“Can I watch?”
“Only if Brianna says it’s OK.”
“OK,” I said. “Now I have a condition on being your boyfriend.”
"If I’m to fuck you twice daily, you’re to have no other cock but mine. No touching, no sucking, no fucking, no riding, no contact of any kind with any other cock but mine.”
“Hmm, I have to limit myself to only the most gorgeous cock I’ve ever seen, and no other?” Tina grinned. “How will I ever survive that?”
It took me about a week after we met., to leave my apartment and move in with Tina.
We still live together.
She sometimes introduces me to people, with a smile, as her “live-in stud.”
Tina and I had sex every morning and every night, and often on our lunch breaks from our jobs, too.
Tina and I had sex every morning and every night, and often on our lunch breaks from our jobs, too.
Then one day, about three months into our relationship, I came home from work to find Tina naked, face up on our bed. Holding hands with a face-up, naked redhead.
“This is my Brianna,” she smiled. “Bri, this is Rod.”
Brianna winked. “Tina’s told me so much about you, Rod. Thank you for taking such good care of my girl. I love how happy you make the woman I love.”
Tina looked at me. “Bri and I want you to watch us make love.”
Brianna added, “I want to see how you react to us.”
Tina stripped me naked. Then Bri and Tina kissed each other all over. Front and back.
By then, my cock was hard enough to cut diamonds.
So Tina sucked me until I exploded down her throat. It didn’t take me long, since Brianna had two fingers up her pussy, and her gaze was riveted on my cock the whole time.
Tina straddled me with her usual eagerness, and she rode me very hard. I managed to hold back until she came twice, then I exploded deep into my girlfriend.
When I pulled out, Bri ate my sweet girl. “Mmm,” Bri cooed, “You’re right! His sperm does taste delicious!”
It was another two or three weeks before Tina brought Brianna over to visit again.
“Do you love me?” Tina asked.
“You know I do.”
“Do you love me enough to fuck the woman I love? While I watch her sweet face light up with the pleasure, I know you’ll bring her.”
“You want me to prove I love you by fucking another woman?”
“Not another woman. The woman I love.”
Tina continued, “I love Bri very much. We’ve shared just about everything these past four years. I want her to feel for herself the joy of riding you.”
Tina stripped me, and she kissed my already hard cock. “Is that OK with you, baby?”
A hot brunette was kissing my cock and asking if I would mind fucking a sexy naked redhead while she watched?
Tina straddled me with her usual eagerness, and she rode me very hard. I managed to hold back until she came twice, then I exploded deep into my girlfriend.
When I pulled out, Bri ate my sweet girl. “Mmm,” Bri cooed, “You’re right! His sperm does taste delicious!”
It was another two or three weeks before Tina brought Brianna over to visit again.
“Do you love me?” Tina asked.
“You know I do.”
“Do you love me enough to fuck the woman I love? While I watch her sweet face light up with the pleasure, I know you’ll bring her.”
“You want me to prove I love you by fucking another woman?”
“Not another woman. The woman I love.”
Tina continued, “I love Bri very much. We’ve shared just about everything these past four years. I want her to feel for herself the joy of riding you.”
Tina stripped me, and she kissed my already hard cock. “Is that OK with you, baby?”
A hot brunette was kissing my cock and asking if I would mind fucking a sexy naked redhead while she watched?
Oh, my life was so tough! LOL
Brianna’s pussy was tight and wet – in other words, perfect!
Brianna’s pussy was tight and wet – in other words, perfect!
Once I began fucking her in earnest, Bri began to writhe all over, under me. Her pussy muscles clenched and unclenched around me, clenched and unclenched.
Bri wrapped her smooth, pale legs around my waist. Her feet dug into my butt, as she trembled and moaned. “Fuck me,” Bri whispered.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she chanted.
Every in and out stroke, Bri’s soft red bush tickled my cock head. Tina kissed and nibbled my chest, as I pleasured her girlfriend.
Every in and out stroke, Bri’s soft red bush tickled my cock head. Tina kissed and nibbled my chest, as I pleasured her girlfriend.
I can usually last a long time, but this was too much. Bri had barely started to come, when I exploded deep into her.
My explosion triggered Brianna’s, and she coated my cock every bit as heavily as Tina always does.
I knew I could never brag to my friends about any of this. Partly because I’m too much a gentleman to engage in that kind of locker room talk about these two sweet women. But also because I knew nobody would ever believe me.
After about a year with Tina, she began to get a little bit antsy.
My explosion triggered Brianna’s, and she coated my cock every bit as heavily as Tina always does.
I knew I could never brag to my friends about any of this. Partly because I’m too much a gentleman to engage in that kind of locker room talk about these two sweet women. But also because I knew nobody would ever believe me.
After about a year with Tina, she began to get a little bit antsy.
Brianna had a boyfriend. She liked the idea of having a cock all just for her. But Tina and I were not impressed with him, and we both thought she should dump him.
Tina claims that with my looks and my lovemaking skills, I could have any pussy I wanted. But I chose her pussy over all others, and that makes her the luckiest girl on earth.
Having a girlfriend who loves me this much, and who feels lucky to be with me, definitely makes me the luckiest man on earth!
Well, Tina wanted me to write my viewpoint about this relationship. I hope I’ve done a good job of that.
Having a girlfriend who loves me this much, and who feels lucky to be with me, definitely makes me the luckiest man on earth!
Well, Tina wanted me to write my viewpoint about this relationship. I hope I’ve done a good job of that.
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