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It was just after midnight, and after taking my final swallow of Smirnoff and soda, I decided to lay myself down on the sofa and get comfy. Michelle, my best female friend, and her gal pal (Kay) were carrying on and conversing in a most merry way on the other couch, just next to the one I was lying on. They had surpassed their limit of alcohol, and were slightly sluring their words, but not all out drunk either. Kay showed me some subtle signs of innocent flirtation, and the 3 of us truly had a good time hanging out this evening.
I live 2.5 hours away from Michelle, but try to make it out to visit once every 2-3 months. Incidentally, Michelle and I dated for 2 years not too long after we first became friends. This was well over 20 years ago though, and while our romantic relationship ultimately diminished, we realized we had a special bond that kept us very close and always a major part of each other's lives. We were the rare male/female duo who truly were meant to be lasting friends. Over the years, each of us went through our fair share of significant others and casual dating alike; some even within our own circle of friends. While Michelle and I had several things in common as well as a significant aspects where we diverged, there was one unique "physical" trait we shared. We were both very, very well endowed. She with her ample, size 36F cup boobage, and me with my large and lovely phallus. We knew it too. We would often joke every now and then that we were among "the most well endowed male/female best friend duo" in the land! There were a handful of moments over the years where we would send each other erotic pics of each other's physical "blessings" during those times when we were not in an exclusive relationship with anyone. It never went any further than that. We never crossed the line with sexual intercourse, and it never evolved into romance of any sort. After our initial 2 year relationship ended, we were for all practical purposes, completely platonic. But yea, I do indeed think about her BIG boobs from time to time. Not gonna lie.
Now back to the matter at hand. After about 15 mins of laying on the couch, Michelle looks over at me, and asks if I would mind to step outside on the patio while they finish up their "girl talk." I complied, and went out on the porch. I laid back on the patio chair, and put my feet up on the foot stool to relax. However, the window to the living room was directly behind me, and while I was not trying to eavesdrop on their conversation in any way, I could not help but pick up bits and pieces of fragmented chatter. I thought I heard something like "He's single, right?" Other than hearing that phrase, the rest was incoherent, and I wasn't trying to listen anyway. After several mins, I cracked open the outside door, and asked if I could come back in now. They said "Oh sure, we're finished," and I walked back inside, poured myself a tall glass of water, and said my goodnight to the ladies. As I began to turn my body up the stairs, Kay made a gesture for me to give her a hug goodnight since she would not be seeing me until the next time I visit. When we hugged, she most definitely held me closer and longer in her arms than I expected with a flair of adoration in her demeanor that was not lost on me. I then made my way up the stairs to my bedroom to lay down.
As my body laid flat against the bed, I felt a sudden surge of excitement come over me. Honestly, I think Kay was trying to gauge interest from me. There was an immediate voice in my head that assured me that they were drinking afterall. She was just being overly friendly is all, and not to read anything into it beyond that. Then another voice from the other side of my head rebutted about the 20 minute whispered conversation the ladies had while I was on the porch, and the part about "He's single, right?" Along with the prolonged hug, does Kay perhaps have the hots for me? Not gonna lie, the idea of that possibility excited and aroused me inside. Out of nowhere, I begin to feel my sex organ filling up with blood and within 10 seconds, I am pitching a steep tent bulge I cannot deny. I then remembered that I left my silky, maroon lounge pants in the closet where I sleep the last time I was in town visiting. Without any more contemplation, I decide to take off the pajama style shorts I was wearing in favor of the sexy silk lounge pants. I then lay back down back flat on the bed, legs spread wide, and my BIG thick cock bulge pushing the silk material out to the max. Now what to I do? I just lay there, breathing heavy initially. Then after my bulge starts to deflate just a tad, I hear Michelle say goodnight and I hear her walking up the steps to her room. My bedroom door is just barely ajar, so as to hear her enter her bedroom and close the door. I wonder to myself, is Kay laying down? Is she trying to sleep? I am contemplating walking downstairs to refill my water to just test the waters that she might want to start another interaction. Just when I get that thought though, I hear feet marching slowly up the steps, and then hear the bathroom door (which is positioned directly across from my bedroom quarters) open and close. As I hear the faucet running, excitement overtakes me as I once again feel my bulge inflate back to full capacity, and I decide that I am gonna time her exit from the restroom with my exit from the bedroom to utilize the restroom myself. I am going to be completely nonchalant, and walk right past her as she walks past me. Just a simple "Hey you," and see if she reacts in any way. Just simply gonna allow my bulge to do the "talking." As she opens the restroom door, I open the bedroom door, and I pause for a full moment to allow her eyes to see my whole body. I then begin to walk past her with a smile...and then it happens. Her eyes drop to gaze at the powerful immensity protruding from my crotch area. Her eyes widen with alarm as I open the restroom door, and pretend to use the toilet. I wait for about 3 minutes, then exit the restroom to head back in my bedroom. As I am halfway back to the bedroom door, from the top of the stairway she appears again. She says "Sorry I need to get back in there real quick." I stop and turn to the side to let her walk past me, but before she goes inside she turns to face me once again, all while gazing at my bulge. Then she looks up and tells me she thinks she left one of her earrings on the sink. I just tell her, "Oh it's alright" all while being intentional how I position my body so she can see the full extent of my crotch area. She holds her gaze for a long moment before entering the restroom again. With a smile on my face, I head back to the bedroom and lie flat on my back again pitching a MASSIVE tent. She stays in the restroom for several mins. I think she is trying to decide what to do. I know she is turned on! How will she play her hand? She tiptoes out of the restroom very quietly trying not to make a sound. My eyes are closed, as I want to pretend I am sleeping or trying to sleep. I then see her silouette in the crack of the door just standing there trying to steal a glimpse of my packing penis. She is not aware that I see her standing there, but I do. Then, she leaves abruptly, ultimately moving away from the door towards the stairs. I feel a great deal of confidence riding within me now. I tell myself, just be patient. The situation will present itself. Let it happen. Sure enough, after 2 mins of biding her time, she decides to knock on my bedroom door.
"Hey, honey, Michelle said it would be cool if I slept in your room tonight. Do you mind, hun?"
I decide to play along.
"Oh it's no big deal at all. You can sleep here. Its fine, I'll just sleep on the downstairs couch."
Then she interrupts--
"No, no, no. It's cool, baby. I don't want to take the bed away from you or anything. She just thought we could both sleep on it together. Is that cool with you?"
I then agreed, pretending not to see what she is scheming. So I make a grand gesture to move toward the wall, with my stomach against the bed, so as to insinuate that she can sleep on the other side where there is more room. To nobody's surprise whatsoever, she taps me on my back shoulder, and says "No honey, don't make yourself uncomfortable, lay the way you were before on this side, and I'll just lie next to the wall."
So, I situate myself with my back flat against the bed, my bulge at full capacity facing the ceiling, and she asks if she can rest her arm on my chest. I say yes. And then...she lifts her right leg up, and places her leg directly on top of my bulging phallus. I completely allow it. We both are completely at a standstill. Then with the weight of her lower/inner thigh resting on my bulge, I begin to flex my penis muscles. I contract 3 or 4 times before she finally succumbs and gasps ,"Oh my God, you are pulsating!"
I say, "That's because your leg is weighing down on it."
She's like "How are you able to do that? May I touch?"
I play hard to get at first.
"I thought you wanted to just sleep here because it's more comfortable than the downstairs couch?"
She does not respond. I mean, what can she say? She's been caught. She just ignores the question.
"Can I please just touch it? I just wanna feel it is all. Please."
Then I decide to say what we both are thinking.
"You just wanna feel up that BIG, fuckin dick. Be honest."
"Can I? I just wanna feel it."
I give her the go ahead, and after 5 seconds she begins to put her hand inside my pants.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I said you can touch it from the outside, not in my pants."
Now she is getting super turned on, and is breathing heavy.
"Just let me hold it and play with it, c'mon baby!"
I keep playing hard to get to see how much she will fight for it.
She says "Fine. I'll leave that BIG, HUGE cock alone then."
She then turns face down away from me and begins to pout. I keep playing the game. I say ok then, and turn to my side away from her. After 10 quick seconds, she is right back to pleading with me to take it out and fondle it. I finally agree, and she goes to town on it. Massaging it, fondling it, rubbing lotion on it, all while gawking at it. "GAWD, what a HUGE, fantastic cock!!" Afrer that goes on a few mins, she gets on all fours, pulls down her undies, and spreads her legs apart to show me her extremely tight, small, yet beautiful pussy.
"Put that BIG, HUGE, beautiful dick in my tight pussy. I want you to open me up! Please."
I am so turned on that she can't resist the urge to get fucked by my BIG, beautiful dick. However, I actually was not expecting sex on this night. I figured wait it out a time or two, and build up anticipation. Show restraint. So I flat out said "No way." Of course she fought with me on it over and over. "Please, I just wanna feel the tip against my vagina. I just want you to enter me. You don't have to put it all the way in. Please. I just wanna experience it is all."
After saying no like 10 times, and 20 mins later, I exclaimed "FINE! Here you go. You want it, you are gonna get it."
I turned her over on all fours, and slid my phenomenal phallus ever so slowly into her extremely tight vagina walls until it was all the way in. She yelped and then moaned over and over.
"Oh fuck, you are so fucking BIG. Holy shit...holy shit!!"
Then, after 2 mins of thrusting, I put it away.
"You got way more than was intended. Let's face it, if the situation were reversed, no woman would give in to a guy just because he kept pleading for it. Admit it, you got what you wanted." She knew I was 100% correct. She simply gave me a childlike grin and a wink of the eye. She won the prize!
Our breathing got back to normal, and we spent the final hour in bed just cuddling and making good conversation with one another. She told me how I helped fulfill a fantasy of hers to one day have sex with a guy with an INCREDIBLE dick. She apparently never had one of that magnitude. She's had average and slightly above average, but never a truly BIG penis that is equally beautiful esthetically. While it was quite a surprise for me too, it was a welcome one. I won't ever forget the look in her eye when her gaze met my bulge...the way she fought for it, and would not take no for an answer. Totally sexy!
I still see Kay every now and then when I visit my best friend. She broke up with her boyfriend just under a week before we had our sexual session, and she got into another relationship 2 weeks after her night with me. She is still with him to this day. When I do see her over at Michelle's, or at the bar, we never discuss our night together. It's never been brought up. We are pleasant to one another, and she seems happy. That is all that matters. In any case, it was a fun ride, and one I would take again.
I live 2.5 hours away from Michelle, but try to make it out to visit once every 2-3 months. Incidentally, Michelle and I dated for 2 years not too long after we first became friends. This was well over 20 years ago though, and while our romantic relationship ultimately diminished, we realized we had a special bond that kept us very close and always a major part of each other's lives. We were the rare male/female duo who truly were meant to be lasting friends. Over the years, each of us went through our fair share of significant others and casual dating alike; some even within our own circle of friends. While Michelle and I had several things in common as well as a significant aspects where we diverged, there was one unique "physical" trait we shared. We were both very, very well endowed. She with her ample, size 36F cup boobage, and me with my large and lovely phallus. We knew it too. We would often joke every now and then that we were among "the most well endowed male/female best friend duo" in the land! There were a handful of moments over the years where we would send each other erotic pics of each other's physical "blessings" during those times when we were not in an exclusive relationship with anyone. It never went any further than that. We never crossed the line with sexual intercourse, and it never evolved into romance of any sort. After our initial 2 year relationship ended, we were for all practical purposes, completely platonic. But yea, I do indeed think about her BIG boobs from time to time. Not gonna lie.
Now back to the matter at hand. After about 15 mins of laying on the couch, Michelle looks over at me, and asks if I would mind to step outside on the patio while they finish up their "girl talk." I complied, and went out on the porch. I laid back on the patio chair, and put my feet up on the foot stool to relax. However, the window to the living room was directly behind me, and while I was not trying to eavesdrop on their conversation in any way, I could not help but pick up bits and pieces of fragmented chatter. I thought I heard something like "He's single, right?" Other than hearing that phrase, the rest was incoherent, and I wasn't trying to listen anyway. After several mins, I cracked open the outside door, and asked if I could come back in now. They said "Oh sure, we're finished," and I walked back inside, poured myself a tall glass of water, and said my goodnight to the ladies. As I began to turn my body up the stairs, Kay made a gesture for me to give her a hug goodnight since she would not be seeing me until the next time I visit. When we hugged, she most definitely held me closer and longer in her arms than I expected with a flair of adoration in her demeanor that was not lost on me. I then made my way up the stairs to my bedroom to lay down.
As my body laid flat against the bed, I felt a sudden surge of excitement come over me. Honestly, I think Kay was trying to gauge interest from me. There was an immediate voice in my head that assured me that they were drinking afterall. She was just being overly friendly is all, and not to read anything into it beyond that. Then another voice from the other side of my head rebutted about the 20 minute whispered conversation the ladies had while I was on the porch, and the part about "He's single, right?" Along with the prolonged hug, does Kay perhaps have the hots for me? Not gonna lie, the idea of that possibility excited and aroused me inside. Out of nowhere, I begin to feel my sex organ filling up with blood and within 10 seconds, I am pitching a steep tent bulge I cannot deny. I then remembered that I left my silky, maroon lounge pants in the closet where I sleep the last time I was in town visiting. Without any more contemplation, I decide to take off the pajama style shorts I was wearing in favor of the sexy silk lounge pants. I then lay back down back flat on the bed, legs spread wide, and my BIG thick cock bulge pushing the silk material out to the max. Now what to I do? I just lay there, breathing heavy initially. Then after my bulge starts to deflate just a tad, I hear Michelle say goodnight and I hear her walking up the steps to her room. My bedroom door is just barely ajar, so as to hear her enter her bedroom and close the door. I wonder to myself, is Kay laying down? Is she trying to sleep? I am contemplating walking downstairs to refill my water to just test the waters that she might want to start another interaction. Just when I get that thought though, I hear feet marching slowly up the steps, and then hear the bathroom door (which is positioned directly across from my bedroom quarters) open and close. As I hear the faucet running, excitement overtakes me as I once again feel my bulge inflate back to full capacity, and I decide that I am gonna time her exit from the restroom with my exit from the bedroom to utilize the restroom myself. I am going to be completely nonchalant, and walk right past her as she walks past me. Just a simple "Hey you," and see if she reacts in any way. Just simply gonna allow my bulge to do the "talking." As she opens the restroom door, I open the bedroom door, and I pause for a full moment to allow her eyes to see my whole body. I then begin to walk past her with a smile...and then it happens. Her eyes drop to gaze at the powerful immensity protruding from my crotch area. Her eyes widen with alarm as I open the restroom door, and pretend to use the toilet. I wait for about 3 minutes, then exit the restroom to head back in my bedroom. As I am halfway back to the bedroom door, from the top of the stairway she appears again. She says "Sorry I need to get back in there real quick." I stop and turn to the side to let her walk past me, but before she goes inside she turns to face me once again, all while gazing at my bulge. Then she looks up and tells me she thinks she left one of her earrings on the sink. I just tell her, "Oh it's alright" all while being intentional how I position my body so she can see the full extent of my crotch area. She holds her gaze for a long moment before entering the restroom again. With a smile on my face, I head back to the bedroom and lie flat on my back again pitching a MASSIVE tent. She stays in the restroom for several mins. I think she is trying to decide what to do. I know she is turned on! How will she play her hand? She tiptoes out of the restroom very quietly trying not to make a sound. My eyes are closed, as I want to pretend I am sleeping or trying to sleep. I then see her silouette in the crack of the door just standing there trying to steal a glimpse of my packing penis. She is not aware that I see her standing there, but I do. Then, she leaves abruptly, ultimately moving away from the door towards the stairs. I feel a great deal of confidence riding within me now. I tell myself, just be patient. The situation will present itself. Let it happen. Sure enough, after 2 mins of biding her time, she decides to knock on my bedroom door.
"Hey, honey, Michelle said it would be cool if I slept in your room tonight. Do you mind, hun?"
I decide to play along.
"Oh it's no big deal at all. You can sleep here. Its fine, I'll just sleep on the downstairs couch."
Then she interrupts--
"No, no, no. It's cool, baby. I don't want to take the bed away from you or anything. She just thought we could both sleep on it together. Is that cool with you?"
I then agreed, pretending not to see what she is scheming. So I make a grand gesture to move toward the wall, with my stomach against the bed, so as to insinuate that she can sleep on the other side where there is more room. To nobody's surprise whatsoever, she taps me on my back shoulder, and says "No honey, don't make yourself uncomfortable, lay the way you were before on this side, and I'll just lie next to the wall."
So, I situate myself with my back flat against the bed, my bulge at full capacity facing the ceiling, and she asks if she can rest her arm on my chest. I say yes. And then...she lifts her right leg up, and places her leg directly on top of my bulging phallus. I completely allow it. We both are completely at a standstill. Then with the weight of her lower/inner thigh resting on my bulge, I begin to flex my penis muscles. I contract 3 or 4 times before she finally succumbs and gasps ,"Oh my God, you are pulsating!"
I say, "That's because your leg is weighing down on it."
She's like "How are you able to do that? May I touch?"
I play hard to get at first.
"I thought you wanted to just sleep here because it's more comfortable than the downstairs couch?"
She does not respond. I mean, what can she say? She's been caught. She just ignores the question.
"Can I please just touch it? I just wanna feel it is all. Please."
Then I decide to say what we both are thinking.
"You just wanna feel up that BIG, fuckin dick. Be honest."
"Can I? I just wanna feel it."
I give her the go ahead, and after 5 seconds she begins to put her hand inside my pants.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I said you can touch it from the outside, not in my pants."
Now she is getting super turned on, and is breathing heavy.
"Just let me hold it and play with it, c'mon baby!"
I keep playing hard to get to see how much she will fight for it.
She says "Fine. I'll leave that BIG, HUGE cock alone then."
She then turns face down away from me and begins to pout. I keep playing the game. I say ok then, and turn to my side away from her. After 10 quick seconds, she is right back to pleading with me to take it out and fondle it. I finally agree, and she goes to town on it. Massaging it, fondling it, rubbing lotion on it, all while gawking at it. "GAWD, what a HUGE, fantastic cock!!" Afrer that goes on a few mins, she gets on all fours, pulls down her undies, and spreads her legs apart to show me her extremely tight, small, yet beautiful pussy.
"Put that BIG, HUGE, beautiful dick in my tight pussy. I want you to open me up! Please."
I am so turned on that she can't resist the urge to get fucked by my BIG, beautiful dick. However, I actually was not expecting sex on this night. I figured wait it out a time or two, and build up anticipation. Show restraint. So I flat out said "No way." Of course she fought with me on it over and over. "Please, I just wanna feel the tip against my vagina. I just want you to enter me. You don't have to put it all the way in. Please. I just wanna experience it is all."
After saying no like 10 times, and 20 mins later, I exclaimed "FINE! Here you go. You want it, you are gonna get it."
I turned her over on all fours, and slid my phenomenal phallus ever so slowly into her extremely tight vagina walls until it was all the way in. She yelped and then moaned over and over.
"Oh fuck, you are so fucking BIG. Holy shit...holy shit!!"
Then, after 2 mins of thrusting, I put it away.
"You got way more than was intended. Let's face it, if the situation were reversed, no woman would give in to a guy just because he kept pleading for it. Admit it, you got what you wanted." She knew I was 100% correct. She simply gave me a childlike grin and a wink of the eye. She won the prize!
Our breathing got back to normal, and we spent the final hour in bed just cuddling and making good conversation with one another. She told me how I helped fulfill a fantasy of hers to one day have sex with a guy with an INCREDIBLE dick. She apparently never had one of that magnitude. She's had average and slightly above average, but never a truly BIG penis that is equally beautiful esthetically. While it was quite a surprise for me too, it was a welcome one. I won't ever forget the look in her eye when her gaze met my bulge...the way she fought for it, and would not take no for an answer. Totally sexy!
I still see Kay every now and then when I visit my best friend. She broke up with her boyfriend just under a week before we had our sexual session, and she got into another relationship 2 weeks after her night with me. She is still with him to this day. When I do see her over at Michelle's, or at the bar, we never discuss our night together. It's never been brought up. We are pleasant to one another, and she seems happy. That is all that matters. In any case, it was a fun ride, and one I would take again.
