The need became insatiable after I sucked a very big cock under questionable circumstances. That was three months ago and today I am heading to the best psychotherapist in town to try to uncover what the hell has happened to me.
Its not that I’m unhappy, in fact I’ve never felt more alive in my life, it’s just that this need has become very impractical and possibly on the verge of ruining my life, yet the crazy thing is, despite what is obviously at stake, I’m still very happy- totally confused – but still very happy.
September 19th was when everything changed and it was as random a chance encounter as winning a lottery – yet there I was winning the jackpot so-to-speak as I nearly tripped over my new co-worker jacking his very large cock in the stairwell on my way down to the enclosed parking garage.
“OMG!” I exclaimed, both at the surprise of Jeff being there and the nine inches of meat he was gripping.
“Jesus Christ!” Jeff jumped, “OMG I am so sorry… I don’t know what to say…”
Standing up, Jeff was now facing me, his perfectly straight and very thick monster pointing up and directly at me a few steps above him.
“God, Jeff,” I said, finding myself becoming aroused, “you could get in so much trouble!”
“I know… I know.. I’m sorry… I’ve got this massive cock, and it doesn’t want to stop, it’s always hard, my balls are always full on the verge of blue balls and sometimes I just have to grip it and get off… “
His cock-talk droned off as I stared at his most impressive man-pole, my mouth watered and my cunt felt full. My husbands cocks’ not like this, I thought,his cock is small and funny shaped and his balls are long and ugly and saggy.
Not only that, my husbands cock-head is tiny and barely produces any pre-cum while Jeff’s throbbed and oozed. Jeff’s cock made me think of everything I was missing having only sucked on my husbands dick and so my mouth watered and cunt throbbed and – leaning forward – I eased down on the steps towards Jeff’s meat and wrapped my hungry lips around his fuck-stick.
“Whoa! What are you doing?” Jeff cried out, grabbing my hair and pulling my mouth off him.
“I’m sucking your cock,” I stated, “and I know you have a girl friend, and I know she would be very upset right now, but if you don’t cooperate, and let me suck you off and drain your balls, I am going to expose you and your chronic masturbating to everyone!”
Jeff looked confused – his cock was full, he really did have a problem controlling that monster – but after a moment of dazed contemplation, something that seemed initially bad (me catching him) was maybe not so bad after all.
“You promise not to tell my girlfriend?” Jeff begged.
“As long as you do as I say and stick that big cock in my mouth now!”
Jeff leaned back onto the stairs and gripped his meat pointing it in my direction, pre-cum was oozing and the head was throbbing. I did interrupt his near orgasm moments earlier and the rebound was looking to be intense!
Of course my mouth was forced wide and watered as his trouser-trout swam past my lips and straight to the back of my throat. Is is possible for a mouth to have nerve endings? I felt my mouth mimic my cunt, tightening and taking it all the way in to coax the cum up the shaft to the final destination of a dark wet hole – be it mouth or cunt – I had never had a cock like this before!
Jeff grunted and fucked my face. I looked up and saw how his confused looked had turned into a mouth-open-about-to-cum look so I quickly refocused on his shaft and my mouth that was being forced open wide by his size.
The taste of pre-cum became very apparent in my mouth, triggering more intensity in my hormones and dripping cunt and I gobbled that hard cock while my moans muffled as he blew ounce after liquid ounce deep to the back of my mouth.
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