Thecia’s First time with moosey, and first big dick experience.
I was about 22 years old and a normal happy young girl.
I had a boyfriend in my teens so I knew about sex.
He was a nice guy and a normal horny young man. He believed he popped my cherry, but that ship had sailed. It happened with a cousin and an evening with black Russians and sexual curiosity. That story is for another time.
Since then I had done the short time affair and learned a bit more about sex.
There was a guy in town, football player and good looking. His name was Tom but some of the girls called him Moosey. I didn’t know why.
One evening I met him at a party, we talked a bit and later he asked me to go with him to another party that coming Saturday.
He seemed interesting and I agreed.
I knew a lot of people at the party and we had a pretty good time. Afterward in the parking lot he kissed me. I could tell his plan was to go “Parking”, but I told him I had an early morning and couldn’t stay out late. When he took me home the goodnight kiss was a bit more than I planned. I kind of liked his tongue and a hand slipped onto my right boob. I even started to get a little turned on, but I stuck to my guns and went home. Before I got out of his car he gently put my hand on his crotch. OMG. I thought he had a hidden rolling pin in there. I only later learned that they called him Moosey because he was hung like a moose. At that time I had only ever seen three live dicks, the biggest was the length of a dollar bill. I couldn’t tell much from my one touch, but I sure knew it was much bigger than that. I had never thought about dick size before that night.
The next date was a burger and movie thing. Again a fun time. This time we did go to a local quiet spot and did the make out thing. He was a good kisser and we both did get turned on. I had it in my mind that there would be no real sex that night. He did manage to get my tits out as I had no bra on and it was just a couple of blouse buttons. Again he put my hand on the baseball bat in his jeans. HOLY CRAP!. We didn’t go very far, he had his hand on my pussy from outside my shorts and I did get to feel his dick. I wanted to take it out in the worst way, but I wouldn’t let it happen. I guess I didn’t want to appear cheap. He kinda blew that plan, I looked down a half a second later and it was out in all it’s rock hard glory.
I intended to stop right there, but my right hand has it’s own plan. My hand wrapped about half way around it and almost without my input began stroking it. I guess it was a bit of “I can’t leave him like this” thing. It took a few minutes, I used my other hand to cup his big nuts. That did the trick and that huge thing started shooting. I didn’t know what to do, my first instinct was to mouth it, Again, I didn’t want to appear cheap. There was a base ball cap on the seat and I used it as a cum rag. Much of the mess was contained. Afterward I looked in the visor mirror and there was a thick rope of cum diagonally across my face.
He took me home and that was it for a while.
A few nights later I woke up dreaming about him and mostly his dick. That night I decided I was going to fuck him.
I went on the next date with a different attitude. We started with the same ol’ plan, a bite to eat and a movie. Two minutes away from my house I told him to get on the highway to the motel at the next exit. He smiled at that.
We got into the room and he didn’t exactly know how to proceed. Before he could think too much, I had unbuckled his jeans, dropped them and pulled his rolling pin out into the light. I was going to be the vamp and pull his dick deep into my mouth. That plan lasted about 20 seconds when the head barely fit. I’ll bet I didn’t get more than two inches wet. I helped with both hands and it got even harder.
He was over his shyness, he picked me up by the hips, sat me on the bed so he could slip my shorts down. His tongue found my already wet spot and got to work. He wasn’t an expert, but he could get the job done. I came hard and in a tongue in cheek formal manner told him “You may fuck me now”
By the time he got his boots and jeans off, I was over the sensitive post cum time.
I was actually afraid when I looked at that thing. He carefully began rubbing the head on my already wet little pussy. I’m sure he has had this , “Is it gonna fit” thing before.
He barely got the beginning of the head in, when he stopped and went back down on it. The second try he got the head in and I felt like it was a telephone pole. I doubt if he got a total of three inches in the whole night.
I had sex before, but never where the insertion pulled on my clit. It was only three inches in, but I got my nut from it right away. Now I understood why women like a big dick.
We fucked a couple of times, if you could call it that. I was on the pill and I felt him pump a satisfying load into my stretched hole.
After his second load, we napped a bit and he held me spoon style. His big dick was rubbing against my leg the whole time.
I pulled him a little tighter and felt “it” begin to harden again.
I rolled him over and took as much in my mouth as I could. Again, it wasn’t much. I used my hands to help, He took much longer this time and the load wasn’t as big. Thank god, if his load was in proportion to his cock size I’d have drowned.
I went out with Moosey for about two years. When we finally broke up it was a bit of growing apart and not in a small way because I wanted a human cock. Girth wasn’t the problem. But the length would cause it to hit bottom and hurt like hell. Yes, we did get over the three inch limit by then.
I still speak with him now and then. Over the years, word got out about his “Rolling pin” and every size queen in McKinney, TX, Is on the prowl for him. I’ll bet to this day he’s never been balls deep in any woman.
Respectfully submitted,
Thecia.