I saw his profile and knew right away I wanted that long cock inside me. He didn't waste time with small talk when he showed up at my door. "Strip," he said, voice low and rough. I peeled off my clothes fast, already wet from thinking about what he promised. He dropped his pants and that long cock swung out, heavy and thick, easily ten inches of hard meat with veins running down the shaft. It slapped against his thigh as he stepped closer.
"Get on your knees and suck it," he ordered. I dropped and wrapped both hands around the base, but there was still plenty left over. My mouth stretched wide as I took the head in, tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the salt of him. He grabbed my hair and pushed deeper, feeding me inch after inch until it hit the back of my throat. I gagged but kept going, drool running down my chin while I worked the shaft with my hands. "That's it, take that long cock," he growled, thrusting slow so I could feel every bit of its length.
He pulled out and hauled me up, bending me over the arm of the couch. "Spread your legs." I did, and he rubbed the fat head of that long cock up and down my slit, coating it in my juices. Then he pushed in. The stretch burned at first, my pussy opening around him as he sank deeper and deeper. Halfway in and I was already moaning loud, feeling fuller than I'd ever been. He didn't stop until his balls pressed against me, that entire long cock buried to the hilt.
He started fucking me hard right away, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Each thrust bottomed out, the head battering my cervix, making my legs shake.
"Fuck, your pussy's gripping my long cock so tight," he grunted, pounding faster. The wet sounds filled the room, skin slapping skin, my juices dripping down my thighs. I reached back to feel where we connected, fingers tracing the thick shaft as it pistoned in and out.
He flipped me onto my back on the floor, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove back inside. In this position his long cock hit even deeper, rubbing that spot inside that made me see stars. I clawed at his arms, begging him not to stop. "Harder, fuck me with that long cock," I gasped. He obliged, hips snapping, sweat dripping off him onto my tits. My orgasm hit sudden and sharp, pussy clenching and pulsing around his length while I cried out.
He pulled out, flipped me again, and shoved back in from behind, one hand fisting my hair. "You like getting wrecked by this long cock?" he demanded. I could only nod and moan, pushing back to take every inch. He reached around and rubbed my clit fast, and another orgasm rolled through me, this one leaving me shaking and dripping.
Finally he yanked out, stroked that long cock a few times, and shot thick ropes across my ass and lower back. We stayed there catching our breath, his cum cooling on my skin, my pussy still throbbing from the pounding.
Later in the shower he got hard again. I turned, bent forward, and he slid that long cock right back into my sore cunt, fucking me slow and deep under the hot water until I came once more, legs barely holding me up. By the time he left I could still feel the echo of his length inside me, stretched and satisfied in a way nothing else had managed.
