There’s something incredibly sexy about holding a girl by the hair while she’s sucking your dick. Guiding her up and down and… I don’t want to say forcing her, but definitely taking control of her pace and how deep she’s taking it.
When I’m really hot I’ll grab a girl by the hair and slam her head down on to my cock, making her take as many inches as she can. Sometimes she’ll gag a little, but the look in her eyes always says “harder, faster, deeper…”
Women talk. If you’re dating a girl and you’re good (or bad) in bed, you can be sure that her friends and co-workers have heard about it. If you have a big dick, she’s told them. Obviously I’m not going to complain, if she wants to brag it just makes me look good. But it’s always a little awkward the first time you see or talk to a girl after she’s been told you have a big cock.
One time I got a phone call asking if my girlfriend was home. She wasn’t. After a short pause, the girl on the other end of the line asked:
“Is this Itssothick?”
(Obviously she called me by my actual name, but I’m not using that on this blog.)
I told her yes. Another pause, then she laughed nervously.
“Your girlfriend told me something today. About… about a certain part of your anatomy.”
Most times it isn’t quite that obvious. Their eyes will wander down to my crotch, or they’ll flirt a little harder than usual. This girl practically said “I heard you’re hung.”
I chuckled and said:
“Yeah, she likes to brag.”
Then I told her when my girlfriend would be home and I got off the phone.
Sure, I could have flirted with her. Asked what exactly she’d heard, listened for the tone in her voice that says what she really wants is to see it, hold it, put it in her mouth. But how long would it take for that to get back to my girlfriend?
Remember: just because a girl likes to brag about having a boyfriend with a big dick, that doesn’t mean she wants him talking about his dick to other women. So when she got home I told her about the conversation. She got a little embarrassed and apologized for her friend’s lack of tact. I told her it was no big deal.
“You can tell anyone you want, just don’t be surprised if one of them asks if she can see it.”
“Well, if the right girl asks, maybe I’ll let her.”
And one day she did.