Dick. Cock. Dick. Cock. Dick. Cock. That’s the sound of DMs when men send their unsolicited dick pics to me over the years. Some are nice sized while others, I won't mention.
Social media is great for reconnecting but at the same time, crappy for a solo moment. Over the years, when I was bored, I gave into their desires, text sex words, although the first time I sexted someone was 6 years ago. Damn. it was hot. Sucked the way things ended after a couple of years. He was, dickalicious.mmmm.. thinking about his cock right now. okay. I will stop! for now 😉
Here are things about the dick, random facts that my guy friends and I talk about. All these knuckle-dragging apes don’t really want to talk about pussy. The cunt is just a side dish on their cafeteria tray of phallus. We talk about:
1. The size of their dick.
1.a. If it’s small, the dick is mocked.
1.b If it’s average, the dick is then accepted and sometimes exaggerated in the course of the call. Ego and cock stroking is one of the same.
1. c If the cock is above average, then dick is showered with accolades. Sexual prowess is assumed.
2. The size of dicks I have had:
2. If they ask about the largest, I am partially honest. I’ve been a lucky lady. The best size dick was when I was in England the summer of 2004. Damn was well endowed...(he didn't play polo! that is all I will say on that matter). Then there was the dude who worked for a magazine that summer, whipped it out on me and said "I drove you back to the hotel you owe me oral sex" to which I replied "nope" . His dick size wasn't memorable. Saw him in South Africa in 2015 for a charity event. It was like he saw a ghost when he saw me.
Then here was Mr. Hottie, since he probably will read this post at some point, I will be kind. We didn't have sex. I wanted to but I also knew how many other women he slept with. Fun fact, my 20th reunion, since he didn't attend my school, he was topic of discussion. I wonder who he hadn't fucked. All he and I did was make out (excellent kisser!!) but the gals and I were talking about his cock. I did see it, I did like what I see. We didn't have sex simply , because I freaked out. I knew it would be a hookup and after my sexual assault in England, fuck, not going into hookup mode, not even if it is with someone from a long time ago.
My ex-husband, well endowed. And then Mr. Mystery-Man, the sexing person, wow. his cock was perfect. Something to remember....but with that said, what these proud-of-their-dicks, sending dic pics when we don't ask, is that us women we share them and talk about "whose do you have today? Mine is better than yours." it is like a game.
3 They want to suck dick.
3 first time I gave a blowjob was in England- the dude who sexually assaulted me. It was forced. The likeable ones? Well, let me see... November 2004.old skool dude.....then my ex hubby... and virtual one, if we took it offline, for sure but that again is a story I will not fuck and tell. I promised.
5. They want me to suck their dick. (no, I never sucked my guy friend's dick. I won't. ever.)
5a. No brainer for the most part, but there are the variables-do they want me to spit, swallow, spray it all over my face, cum on my tits, me to spit their cum back in their mouths. No to mention the stinky pinky. Can I drag the call out with some ball fondling, rimming, and prostate probing? Sometimes.
6. They want their girl friend to suck/fuck someone else’s dick.
7. Cum Volume
7a. Volume of ejaculate is often coupled with the cock talk. “How much did he shoot out of that giant 13 inch?” “How far did he shoot?” ”I can come buckets!” In my real life, never paid that much attention to how much jizz came out of a man’s dick. A little, but not a whole lot. I’ve always been more attune to the taste than volume. I deduced quickly that one must cum like a fucking firehose and that seems to keep the pervs in line.
When I started this talk I honestly was concerned about how I’d describe a pussy. But quickly I realized it didn’t matter. It was all about the dick and then at some point after a half an hour or so about dick talk, then on occasion they had the idea of telling me that they wanted to stick their dick somewhere—a mouth, a pussy, an ass, a dog.
One day, this will all make sense, in the meantime I’m going to wrap it up, wash my hands, and go suck my man's very big dick.
