We waited until after dinner that first night to get down to it. Though I’d gotten a feel for how PIZZA [the tv personality I've been phone-fucking for a few months] is in the sack from our conversations, I was still excited by how compatible we were. There was a rare sense of abandon: I felt sure that he wouldn’t be terrified if I said something filthy, which is a great way to start things off.
And his dick is enchanting.
As you know, I’ve been around the dick block a few times, but when I reached into his pants, I couldn’t hide my astonishment. I looked up at him, eyes wide, and asked “Really?!” It wasn’t the typical magnitude I expect from a tall guy. It was the…uh…circumference. And I didn’t realize just how big it was til I tried putting in my mouth. It took a few tries, but once I figured it out I was hooked. And this behemoth felt even better when I put it elsewhere. Days later, I'm still thinking about it. I’m seriously considering moving Fisting over to the ‘yes’ column.
