My Love of Big Cocks

I am not shy about sharing my love of big cocks.

Luke was smaller than most guys. Not too small, but still. It wasn’t enough. I loved him, but having sex was difficult. With my love of big cocks, my last two boyfriends were monstrous, and would leave me ruined each time we fucked. Luke couldn’t do that if he tried.

I felt guilty, but this is what I needed, and it is not like I was cheating. I had gone to the sex shop that morning, and I purchased the biggest dildo they had. A black monster of about 12 inches in length, 1.7 inches thick. I loved it. It reminded me of Dave, my ex, who was almost as big as that toy.

However, laying there in bed, completely wet and ready to fuck myself with that dildo. I thought about calling Luke. He didn’t know he wasn’t big enough for me, and I never brought it up. I don’t think he would have liked it. But I wanted to imagine it was him with enough to fulfill my love of big cocks.

I texted him a picture of myself in bed, with the caption ‘so wet for you’ and he was the one to call me. We started talking, I told him how horny I was for him, careful to use his name and not that of Dave. He asked me if I was ready to fuck myself and do as he said, and I playfully said yes while lubing up my pussy, and the dildo.

When he described himself pushing his big cock inside me, I started fucking myself.

Maybe he would realize it, but I was moaning harder than I ever had in bed. This monster dildo was fulfilling my love of big cocks. I put him on speaker and left the phone on my pillow so that he would hear, but I only did it to free up my hands.

I shoved the whole dildo inside me telling him how much I loved ‘his cock’ and rubbing my clit with my other hand. The mental image of Dave riding me and shoving his 11 inch monstercock inside me made my knees tremble, I moved my hands faster. The harder I fucked myself, the more I had to remember I was having phone sex with Luke, not any of my exes.

Luke wasn’t touching himself, he was having lunch at work, by himself, and calmly walking me through the things he would be doing to me later. Turning my face to scream into my phone, I moaned his name. I imagined that he had a much larger cock and feeling him inside me.

I love big cocks all night long.

That night, when he came home, I surprised him with a blowjob, but when he found my dildo later, a conversation ensued about his size. I love big cocks. He understood, and in fact, bought me several new toys and vibrators for us to use in bed. He wasn’t the biggest guy I ever had, but he tried, and I loved him for it.

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