I'm being urged to include more of what I know about men's cock sizes in what I'm writing. I have reasons for not doing it more than I have. One of those reasons is that I haven't known exactly how big many men's cocks were. I know about a few,enough to make comparative guesses about other's,and that's what I'm being asked to do.
The reason that subject came up today was because of what happened that Sunday afternoon. Although it was never stated as such,or really implied that it was what it was,I was put to a test that afternoon. It could have came as close as anything could to shaking my confidence,but it ended up having the opposite effect. I have to be careful not to complicate this. It's fairly simple,but it seems a little bit difficult to explain. Part of my dance routine is a "Bitch on a high horse". It's a altered version of the "Little Vixen" personality that I worked out early on in my dancing for the guys at Curt's. It was originally a defensive front to conceal some insecurities that I might have had.
She's a cocky little bitch,and I think she made some of those guys question whether or not she was all that she was cracked up to be. I never let on like I knew anything was up. What happened was extremely hot,and I didn't know for sure,but I suspected that some of the guys conspired to put me to a test.
OK,this is kinda hard for me. Just for reference. I know a few men's cock sizes. Victor,the first black man I was with in Georgia was closer to fourteen inches than to thirteen,and as thick as my forearm. It took several attempts for me to take it all,but I eventually did. That was a huge turn on and a confidence builder for me,but it doesn't mean that I can just spread my pussy and take over a foot of cock as easy as that. Victor was a gentle and patient man,I was extremely hot for him,and it was still very hard to take all of it.
I know a few more,but since I'm writing about my time with Andy,I'll use him for another reference. Andy's cock was almost exactly nine inches long,and yes,I did measure it. Andy's cock was mine to enjoy for a relatively long period of time,and I took it at every opportunity. The size,shape,and everything about it was as perfect as a cock could be for me.
That Sunday afternoon after Andy's cousin and I finished,I sat in the passenger seat of his car and he drove us to an apartment where there were several guys hanging out. I think I had been introduced to all of them. I think all of them had been at the club when I danced,but I can't be sure. I had met too many men in the past two days to know one from the other. All I knew was that they all looked very good to me and that I was happy to be there and in the situation I was in. I wouldn't have traded places with any woman in the world! Andy had asked me before we left the motel that morning before breakfast if I had any doubts or last thoughts about any of the guys I had met or what I was going to do. I didn't have to think about it for a second. I told him no. I was ready.
Within a half hour after we got there,everybody left,including the cousin who brought me there,leaving me there with two men. They were among the oldest of the guys I had met,mid to late twenties. The were both tall. One was big built,the other more slender. They were both handsome men,but obviously not related to Andy,so not quite as fine as the ones who were.
I was admittedly biased toward Andy's brothers and cousins because of their resemblance to Andy,but they really were very good-looking men. The other guys were too though. What am I saying? They were all out hunks! It was amazing! There wasn't a homely or slight-hung guy in the whole group! Those men were all pussy-drooling,pantie-soaking,knee-weakening fine!
I was concentrating on maintaining my composure and making every move with as much finesse as I could muster,because it was so important to me to have all those men like me and be impressed with me. Everything had gone great so far,but nothing was guaranteed,not even the next minute. It was like,"Dorothy,you're not in Kansas anymore."
I didn't need a cue to know it was "game on." That was consistent for the entire two weeks. Every time it was "time",I knew. Up to that point it had been younger guys,one on one,even the night when there were two of them in the room with me all night long. Something told me that time was going to be different.
The men in cliques like that know virtually everything about each other,and there's always a pecking order. The rest of those guys had all but vanished in a few minutes. I was suddenly sitting there with two guys who were at the top of the pecking order. It was obviously a set-up,but I was used to set-ups. I expected it,and I actually liked the expedience in the right situation. That one looked and felt like a good situation,but I had a feeling in the first minutes that there was something more happening there than what was immediately apparent to me.
I was sitting on the couch next to the heavier guy. He put his hand on my thigh,and when I turned toward him,he pulled me close with his arm that was already on the back of the couch behind me and kissed me. I was totally in favor of that move,and responded by taking his tongue into my mouth with greedy gratitude. I saw the slimmer guy go past us as we were kissing. I heard the bolt lock,then the chain rattle as he locked the door. Only seconds later,his hand was under my skirt. I felt his long fingers slip beside,then behind my panties and into my eager pussy. It was so over the top erotic for me that I felt myself shuddering under a hard orgasm only a couple of minutes after they started in on me. I would've been gushing if I was in the same situation with two guys from my own crew who I was familiar with. Having those gorgeous men who were virtual strangers going at me like that was a system overload for me. Composure? Are you kidding?
Minutes later,I felt a a strong hand on my shoulder and another on the back of my waist,steadying me as I was guided through the door into a cramped bedroom. It was a normal size apartment bedroom with a huge king-size poster bed in it that took up almost all of the space,leaving barely enough room to stand beside the bed. I was shaky,but still making my best effort to act with some finesse. I could tell that they wanted to watch me undress,so I tried to take my clothes off with some semblance of seductiveness. I was rattled,not nervous or afraid,just so incredibly horny that I lost it.
The heavier guy tossed the covers back and I climbed onto the bed slowly as they watched,having regained control of my body enough to move with some agility. I loved the way they were looking at me. They both stood still,watching me until I laid back in the middle of the bed,trying to display myself as sexily as I could. They were both wearing t shirts and shorts. They undressed simultaneously in seconds,then positioned themselves on either side of me. I knew why I had gotten that feeling at the beginning when I saw their cocks. Both of them were semi-erect and both were huge hung! Not just big,but truly huge,at least eleven inches,maybe more.
I had had a few cocks that were that big,and one that was bigger. Several guys who were that big came and went in my crew at Curt's during the time I was there. I had never had two that big at the same time,but I was certainly ready for it. I knew by those two guys manner that I didn't have to worry about them being too rough with me. I didn't really know them,but they had already shown me that they were skilled and considerate lovers. There was no place on earth that I would've rather been than exactly where I was.
I silently concluded that I had been set up with two of the biggest hung studs in the group early in my visit as a test,probably because of my cockiness during my dance routine. It was a test I could pass with flying colors. I knew I could ace that test and ask to be tested again!
They picked up where they had left off when we left the couch,the heavier guy kissing me and the slender guy working on my pussy. He held my legs wide apart and went down on me with his mouth and made me cum hard again in a very short time. Then he pulled me down to the center of the bed and mounted me in missionary. His cock went all the way in much easier than I expected because I was so hot and wet. I remember how good I felt then,my back side pinned firmly to the bed,stuffed completely full with cock,and feeling his weight on me. I couldn't see the heavier guy at that moment,but I could feel his body touching my shoulder. I remember thinking about him being just as big as the one who was inside me,and that he would be inside me soon too. I knew that it was just beginning,and that the two of them would likely fuck me for hours. I remember thinking that it doesn't get any better than it was for me at that moment.
