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So, now, as Ben shopped for a suit for the reunion, I was face to face with the deer head that would never hang from my wall.
“It’s been a long time,” Braden Bot said.
I think his real name was Paulie or something like that but I liked my nickname better.
“It has,” I agreed.
“I thought you were going to call me.”
“I’m still recovering,” I said.
And I was, psychologically. The guy’s cock scared the shit out of me.
When I turned to see how Ben was doing with his shopping, I felt something press against my lower back. He was taller than me and his gigantic member felt like what I imagined a gun would feel like when being kidnapped at gunpoint. His pistol dug into the small of my back.
You know that moment when you haven’t been fucked in a long time and you make bad decisions because your panties are wet and you’re imagining things you know you wouldn’t be if all were normal on your sexual timeline? This was that moment.
“You smell good,” he said with his mouth right at my ear.
I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against his massive chest. Ben was busy on the other side of the store so we were practically alone.
“I want to see you again,” he said.
“I can’t. I just can’t.”
“You can. I know you want to.”
With that, his hand settled on my waist, and then his fingers made their way down lower, touching the tender spot on my inner thigh. Fuck, it was the right move. The heavy feel of his paw against me felt so manly, so right. Like he was letting me know that I was his and it was such a fucking turn on.
Before I knew it, I’d reached back behind me and found his cock. I squeezed him through his slacks. My hand couldn’t reach all the way around him. He was that damn big.
“Come on,” he said.
He reached his other hand around me, placed it over my tits, and pulled me by my chest and lower belly into a changing room. He closed the door behind us and locked it. In the mirror, I saw him standing behind me, towering over me, and I wanted him.
He yanked my dress over my head and hung it on the hook. I was afraid but horny at the same time. I knew I couldn’t fuck him but figured it was worth a second try. I took off my own bra and hung it over my dress. My tits were exposed but I didn’t care. I lifted my right tit up and glanced into his eyes, lowering my gaze to let him know where I wanted his mouth.
Then he was on me.
He ate my right tit with the ferocity of a beast. He hadn’t been kidding. He missed me and wanted me. As he sucked on my nipple, I unfastened his belt, undid his button, and threw his pants and underwear down to his ankles.
His cock fell out and bounced off my stomach. I pinned it against him as I gripped his ass and tried not to moan.
“You don’t know what you do to me,” he said.
“Show me.”
He took both of my tits and smooshed them together, lashing at them with his tongue. I wanted to howl. I’ve always been fond of having my tits played with, and this guy was working it. Holy shit was he working it.
His cock was hard against my stomach and I couldn’t resist. I took it in my hand, loving the warmth and smoothness of it. I pulled up with my fist, bringing his skin up as far as I could, then gently stroked downward, pulling him tight. Then I did it again and again, pumping his gigantic cock with my hand.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
“Huh?”
“Turn the fuck around.”
He grabbed my arm and spun me around. He slapped both of my hands against the mirror so that I was leaning forward, staring at myself and seeing him behind me. He was aggressive and I loved it.
