I dated this redhead for a time. She was an art student, and I was a bit older. She was incredibly tight. It was hard getting in. She was always uncomfortable with sex with me. She was hot, long and lean, gorgeous, but really terrible in bed. Still, when you are young, you take whatever you can get really.

Now, I’m not the longest, but I do have a really thick cock. Nearly 7” of girth. Not every girl likes that. This one broke up over me because of my girth. Sex was just too painful. I wasn’t happy about that. However, I was happy she told all her friends about my size. And they were also art students, so happy to explore their new libertine freedoms. For some of them, it was my girthy dick.

One in particular I liked. She was tiny. I am 6’2” and 220. A big guy. I don’t think this girl cleared 5 feet. Super petite. Pixy haircut. And didn’t pay me any mind until the redhead broke up with me and found out about my size. I knew she was interested because my ex told me. She is really curious about your cock and asked me if it was OK to hit on you. I knew it was coming.

As I’m sure you can imagine, that seed was planted in my mind and I fantasized about her non-stop. I hadn’t dated anyone so petite, so as much as she was intrigued by my size, I was about hers as well.

She had a boyfriend. I met him at a few parties. He was a fat guy. Not tall. I figured she just liked big guys, but this guy was not a “fit big.”

She left a message on my phone.l along the lines of “Hey this is Julie. I heard you guys broke up. I’m really sorry about that. If you need someone to talk to, give me a ring.” I called her up a few days later. It didn’t take long for her to bring up the “why” of us breaking up. She asked, so how big are you anyway? I didn’t know at the time, but I said I couldn’t wear regular condoms. They make me look like a balloon animal. She laughed, flirtingly. A slight coo in that giggle. I have to wear Magnums, or whatever they are called. The regular ones break on me. Wow, she said, “I have to admit I’m a bit intrigued.” I played the part. Well, I’m lonely and could really use a friend. Why don’t we go out for a drink? Ok, how about tonight? Done.

I met her at a Brooklyn bar. She looked amazing. Sexy tights and a see through blouse. I saw and her and started getting hard. We hugged (her head came to my chest) and she leaned into my hard on. She said, wow, you seem really happy to see me! That sent me harder.

We sat at a table. I sent her to get drinks since my cock was raging for her. She asked if I was still hard. I said yes, and she went right for it. Staring in my eyes, she stroked my cock through my pants. Eyes locked, she bit her lip and I was certain I was pre cumming like crazy. “Fuck you are thick, mmmm.” I said, “My place?” Absafuckinglutely.

We ditched the drinks, and went to the street. I said I don’t want to be presumptuous, but I don’t have any protection and it’s not always easy to find in my size. She said that’s ok. I don’t think we need any and besides, I want to feel all of you. Fuck. What about your boyfriend? Maybe I want to feel what it’s like to have a huge cock stretch me open, and then feel loose with my smaller boyfriend. My cock is pounding at this point. How would you feel about that, she asked, still flirting with her eyes and her body squirming against mine? I said I would love to fill her and hear about his reaction.

We get to my place and we are animals. Hot kissing. Her clothes came off first. My shirt, and then she unzips my pants and unleashes my cock. Fuck, that’s not a cock, that’s a battering fan. She pushed me on the bed and gave me what felt like 20 minutes of teasing cock worship. She licked, sucked and stroked my cock, telling me how big and thick it was, and how she wants to sit on it. I was in heaven. It was better than my fantasy of her.

She put her forearm side by side with my cock. Fuck, it’s thicker than my arm. It was. She was so petite and slender. Than sent me beyond hard.

I didn’t want to cum yet. I’ve learned tantric sex since then, but at the time, I had maybe two in me. I flipped her over and began tracing every inch of her body, memorizing her architecture. I also teased her with the tip, and slid my shaft along her pussy lips. Each touch making her gasp like electric shocks. My cock looked huge against her.

Then I slid down and gave her my mouth. I learned how to be really good at oral because I needed my partners to be really wet and ready for my girth. Two fingers teasing a G spot with my tongue in their clit also gets them a bit looser for me. I teased her for some time and I still jerk off to the moans and sounds she made, especially when she came in my mouth, which she later said was the first time.

When she said fuck me, I didn’t miss a beat, I spread her legs and inched my way end. She was SO tight, but she did not have the problems my ex had with my cock. She loved it. We fucked in every position, and she was the first I picked up and fucked in the air.

I was so backed up, when I came inside her the first times, I came quarts. Such a huge orgasm. She was such a mess. I asked if she really was going to fuck her boyfriend tonight. She said maybe, but my pussy is so so sore from my huge cock, but maybe I won’t feel him anyway.

I spread her legs open and began giving her little kisses on her pussy, and cleaned up my mess. I kissed her, passing my cum to her lips and tongue and that set us both off on another session.

She was obsessed with my cock for some time. We hooked up here and there but she got pissed I was seeing others, including some in her friend group. We drifted.

I once asked her why the redhead dumped me. She said, I don’t know what’s wrong with that girl.