Itty Bitty Teeny Weeny Tiny Stretched Out Pussy!
You’d think that after taking BBC after big black cock, my tiny stretched pussy could handle anything, right? Wrong. I’ve been seeing this girl for a second and she gave me a heads up that her idea of a good time was involving some XXXL toys. Maybe I should have heeded her warning a bit more because it really did catch me by surprise when she showed up this weekend carrying an extra duffle bag. When I met her at her car, she handed it to me and I misjudged the weight of the tote greatly- nearly dropping it on the pavement. It was hard for her not to giggle a little, she was still keeping the contents a secret from me.
We had a few drinks but didn’t make it far through the snacks I had prepared.
As always, we were all over each other and in the plain view of my next door neighbors who were smoking on their staircase. This audience only excited us more and ignited the passion between us. In between kisses on my neck, she whispers, “Daddy brought something special tonight for his baby girl..but he’s not sure if she can handle it.” I pulled away and shot a furious smirk back at her, silently accepting the challenge without finding out any of the rules. A rookie move but my interest was now beyond peaked.
My eyes followed the lines of my Florida pinewood floor..right to that uninvited guest- the duffle bag. I just knew she was up to something very kinky. Daddy had a very wild history of getting bi-sexual blondes addicted to her cocks- that I definitely knew. What tricks could be in that black nylon sack? My tiny stretched pussy now beginning to fill the panties I was wearing up with cunt juice. “Can a girl be a power bottom bisexual?”, I wondered. Almost lost myself in the thought before getting pulled back into Daddy-land.
“Come here, My Little Whore..”
Ugh, I love it when she talks to me like this. I would never let a man do it and in fact, I never have – not even during phone sex.. but when she does it…I’m driven crazy. I blackout, I take orders, I become a submissive suddenly. This tiny stretched-out pussy will do anything for Daddy..and she knows it too. My privates are salivating at this point, leaving a sweet snail trail on the velvet fabric of the cushion.
Daddy pulls the bag over to her while making her way down my torso.
Deep tongue fucking ensues, my eyes meet my brain as they roll into the back of my head. Daddy always gives me a quick cum before she actually straps-up and fucks me. I’ve never understood this method but I am not complaining at all. Feeling her fingers pull away from my tiny stretched pussy lip, I can hear the zipper getting pulled back finally on the black vinyl duffle bag. The clicking sound of a bottle of lube is the next symphony to greet my ears. I look up finally and I’m met eye-to-eye with the biggest member of my fan club. “There’s no way I can take that thing, Daddy!”, I scream- looking over to see more neighbors have joined the viewing party.
But..She just laughs, while still lubing both of my holes up. I sure hope she realizes that after taking that cock, Daddy will have to physically carry me to brunch in the morning.
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