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My wife Sally and I moved into a bungalow in a nice neighborhood.* She looked out the window and said, *quot;The guy next door looks a bit creepy.*quot;I said, *quot;I should go meet him.*quot;He was on the front porch of his own bungalow, not a very big guy about thirty five with a shaved head and black-rimmed eyeglasses.* It was a warm day and he was in shorts and a tight tank-top.* His name*was Victor.* We shook hands and he invited me inside.It was in his living room that I first noticed his dramatic body.* He was lean and hard *with dramatic ropes of veined muscles.* I felt my cock stir.*He seemed to have a habit of standing too close to people.* I suddenly realized that*my hand was on his upper arm.* I don't know how it got there.* My fingers encircled his bicep.* It felt like a chunk of wood.* When I squeezed I felt the raw, tight power of the man.* I was afraid of him suddenly.* I made a mental note to never cross him.* I was taller and I outweighed him.* But I'm not much of a physical specimen--I knew this guy could crush me easily.* My erection was raging now, my heart was pounding.* Ever so slightly, I began to tremble.When He rested the palm of his hand on top of my head, I knew It was a command.* Just like that, I obeyed..* When my knees hit the floor I was looking at a huge, angry, one eyed monster.He said, *quot;Take your time.* I'm in no hurry.* Just kiss it for a while, you know, as a ankara escort sign of respect.*quot;* I was down there kissing forever-- the monster cock, his balls, his hole.* Then he had me using my tongue.* I lollipopped him for a long time.* Allow me to say that this wasn't my first blow job.* Back in high school I lusted after certain boys-- boys who, like Victor, had eye-popping shoulders and arms.* Occasionally a boy would allow me to service him.* Of course, I'd never seen a hunk of anatomy like this!Finally he pushed it into my mouth and said, *quot;Be a good girl and watch the teeth.*quot;It was inside my mouth for a very long time while I sucked and swirled my tongue.* With my fingers I feathered his balls and tickled his hole.* When he said he was in no hurry he wasn't kidding.* I realized that Victor had complete control over his orgasm.* I also realized that the cock in my mouth was a lady killer.* Without a doubt he made them all cum with ease.* I knew it.* I felt it.* I was suddenly jealous and humiliated by my own inadequacy in that department.The head of his cock was fat and purple.* It filled my mouth.* I felt it swell inside me.* I gazed up at him.* *He had removed his glasses and was wearing a smug smirk, a look of triumph, of victory.* I wondered how he had pulled this off.* He hadn't seduced me.* Apparently I had seduced myself.* He merely presented himself ankara escort bayan to me and I got* hard fondling the brick in his arm.He was still in my mouth when he said,* *quot;I saw your wife-- not bad at all.*quot;I went, *quot;mmmm.*quot;*quot;Does she cum when you fuck her?*quot;I shook my head.*quot;I didn't think so,*quot; he said. *quot;She looks unhappy.*quot;*quot;Mmmm.*quot;*quot;No worries,*quot;, he said, *quot;when I fuck her she'll go off like fireworks.*quot;**quot;Mmmm.*quot;*quot;Would you like to watch?*quot;I nodded my head and he said, *quot;Teeth.*quot;He was really working me over now, giving me a good pounding.* He grabbed a fistfull of my hair and drove that cock into me repeatedly like a hot, thick piston.* I was a mere vessel, his receptacle.Eventually he took pity on me and allowed himself to cum into my mouth and all over my face.* I left without a word, wiping my face with my tee-shirt.* The back of my throat hurt, my lips* were numb.* My entire face ached.* But the real damage wasn't physical.* I had been thoroughly skull-fucked.* I felt small, empty.* Victor and his monster had undone me.* I knew that I was broken, not for the day, but for good.* *I hurried home, an insect with an desperate erection.Sally was at the kitchen counter when I pressed my hardness against her butt.* It was a mistake.* I should merely have gone into the bathroom and jerked off.* *quot;My God,*quot; she said, *quot;what's gotten into you?* What were you doing next door, looking escort ankara at porn?*quot;We were soon naked on the bed.* I gazed with shame at my meager erection.* Thinking of Victor's nine inch rolling pin, a wave of humiliation swept over me.* Sally was once kind enough to tell me I had six inches when we both knew it was a lot less than five, and very thin.* After all, it was she who had measured me.* *quot;It grows inside me, I can feel it,*quot; she had said.* So you're really six inches, and I'm told that's average*quot;She told me that back in the early days, before she realized how terrible I was in the sack.**What wasn't average about my dick was its shape.* It did not thicken at the tip like Victor's with it's enormous knob, like the cocks of my high school buddies back in the day.* The head of my dick was a little eraser on the end of a pencil stub.**I was frantic when she threw her legs over my shoulders.* Little Dickie was dripping.* I was already close to ejaculating.* She said, *quot;Come on Big Boy, ravish me.*quot;Big Boy.* Ravish.* She enjoyed running me down these days.* *She'd been doing it for a while now.* It was second nature to her.* I think she thought about it while masturbating.* She took hold my cock and said *quot;What's that guy's name anyway?*quot;*I said, *quot;Victor,*quot; and came on the bed.* When I rolled over on my back she said, *quot;You're such a little girl.*quot;I did not know it at the time but it was the last time she would touch my cock, ever.* I did know one thing, however:* she and Victor would make a marvelous couple.As we lay there on the bed she said, *quot;Listen girl, you're famous for your quick little fucks but this takes the cake.*quot;