Cock Sucking Slut Glenda Met a Cock Too Big for Her Mouth

cock sucking slutEverybody knows I’m a cock sucking slut. Even my girlfriends keep their boyfriends and husbands at a distance. Although they know, I don’t steal their men, they also know their men like my curves and my big boobs. It’s true. I love married men. But I do have some standards.

Until last night, I didn’t even bother with ex-boyfriends of my friends. It looks bad. Hos before bros, right? But last night Charlie came to visit. I didn’t even know he knew where I lived. No text or call not even a Facebook message, he just showed up. My friend dumped him three months ago for cheating. And he just seemed to vanish. I don’t usually fuck single men. They seem more complicated and controlling then married men.

But Lexi always bragged about Charlie’s huge cock. So, you know this sexy BBW got curious. I figured I could just fuck him once. See that big cock, experience that big cock and ghost him. I don’t need his drama. However, I always need a big cock. And Lexi did not lie. What a monster sausage in his pants. So, I unzipped those pants, unleashed the beast and did my best to get him balls deep.

He told me he thought about me all the time. And sometimes he even thought about me while fucking my best friend. I felt a bit guilty. Three months passed, and she moved on. And I did get curious about that big dick because every woman has their own ideas of what big means to them.

Sometimes, I Meet a Man with a Cock Too Big  to Handle

Charlie measured close to 13 inches. None of my regular married lovers sport cocks like that. Believe it or not, I’m not necessarily a size queen. I want something I can feel for sure. But I don’t need a foot-long dong every single night rearranging my girl parts from the inside.

Did I just meet the one cock I couldn’t handle? My pussy still hurts. Damn he fucked the shit out of me. Like ragdoll fucked me so hard that my great big tits smacked me in the face repeatedly. Now it looks like I lost a fight because I have two black eyes. Hazard of being busty, I suppose.

Although I still feel a little guilty for violating one of my own rules, I will resist him next time. Or at least I will try. Damn. He did fuck me good. But I do have plenty of married men who can fuck this shit out of me too. And they come with a lot less baggage than Charlie. So, I know you married men out there will take care of me, satisfy me, and erase the memory of Charlie’s big fucking cock from my brain.

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