“Then do this for him,” he said, releasing my tits. “Do it for Danny…”
Keeping me pinned against the wall with his body, Johan dropped one hand to his pants and unzipped himself.
“Johan, no–NO,” I cried, sensing what he had in mind, trying ineffectively to push him away. “I can’t do that! Just–just let me go…”
“Suck my dick, Nikki,” he moaned, pushing my head down with his free hand. “Suck me off and I’ll be nice to Danny…”
“I need to go,” I moaned, shaking my head even as he forced me to my knees. “I need to go right now…”
“I’ve thought about this so many times,” Johan sighed, lost in his own fantasy as he pulled his cock out of his pants.
Then, suddenly, I was face to face with the first white cock I’d ever seen in person.
My husband Steve has many wonderful qualities, which include being a skilled and generous lover, and he’s very adequately endowed as far as I’m concerned. I’ve never had a problem with his size, and I’d never really wondered what it would be like to be with a larger man.
But Johan was obviously larger than my husband–much larger. The thick, uncut German cock in front of me looked like it belonged in the produce section of the supermarket, not between the legs of a 19-year-old boy.
I was so shocked by the mere fact of his cock that I just knelt there for a moment, dumbfounded and down on my knees. That moment of stunned silence was all he needed, as I felt him pull my head towards his thick, turgid tool.
“NO Johan,” I screamed. “WAIT–”
But as I tried to protest, this young man–this college boy–took advantage of his opening, sliding the head of his cock between my parted lips.
“MMHMMPH,” I protested, my eyes going wide as he invaded my mouth.
“Yessssssss, Nikki,” he moaned in stolen ecstasy, forcing my head forward, pushing deeper into my throat. “God, just–just let me cum…”
I gagged instantly, unable to open wide enough to accommodate Johan’s unprecedented size. But he didn’t seem to notice or care that my eyes were watering as I tried desperately not to choke, struggling to take enough air in through my nose as he obstructed my throat.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” he moaned, glorying in the realization of his conquest. “I never thought… I never thought…”
I’d given my husband plenty of blowjobs over the course of our marriage, but none like this. Johan was so much larger than Steve, and he was handling me with almost violent disregard, stroking himself in and out my mouth at his preferred pace.
“I need this so bad,” he moaned, pushing deeper and more forcefully into my mouth, seeming to enjoy the sounds of my tortured gagging. “I’m so fucking close…”
At this point, I’d completely ceased trying to fight him. Now, I was just trying to keep myself from passing out as he abused my throat. All I could do was to give him what he wanted so that I could make it back before Danny realized that I was gone.
“Swallow me, Nikki,” he moaned, throwing his head up in hedonistic abandon. “Eat my cum…”
I closed my eyes and opened my throat as wide as I could, using my full, pouty lips to create a vacuum around the head of the young, thick cock buried in my mouth. I knew this would please Johan, yes, but I was more concerned about making sure that none of his spunk ended up on my clothes or hair.