Blowing a douchebag: (M)y (F)irst huge dick experience | 2016

I was a junior in college and me and some friends rented a place near the beach, for Spring Break. I was kind of in the middle of a painfully long extended breakup with my boyfriend, at the time, so I was somewhat receptive to the idea of playing around with a hot stranger, but it wasn't a goal of mine by any means. One evening, a bunch of us, all around the same age but from different states and colleges sat around the beach, passed around a bowl and sipped on some shitty beer. Our group was all women, theirs was mostly men. I talked to a few guys, but found them mostly fratty and pretentious and boring.
We all got together the next night after grilling too, except this time, this new, obnoxiously drunk guy kept trying to get everyone's attention by being loud, saying stupid shit. Not the cutest face, but about 6'4", flat washboard abs, nice biceps. One of his boasts was about his "baby arm dick", which most people ignored. All of a sudden, I get look over, and there it is. A big, floppy donkey dick, wagging proudly in the South Carolinian wind and attached to an oversexed, overprivileged, ignorant-ass southern white college douchebag. To say he wasn't my type would be putting it extremely lightly.
Looking back, I realize that a big feeling I had then was a twisted kind of excitement. In the back of my mind, somewhere, I knew I was going to fuck the shit out of that huge, ignorant cock, but I was too mortified to admit this to myself at the time. I even at one point (not when he had his dick out!) took a video on my phone of the guy being a stereotypical douche and sent it to my boyfriend at the time. The night progressed, and my drunkenness did too until Mr. Douchey and I inevitably found ourselves face to face in the "smoking section" of the scene. He actually seemed like he had sobered up a little but it was probably just my own lack of sobriety clouding my judgment. The only real part where my details are rather hazy is the actual conversation that preceded the act(s). I can't help but assume that whatever was said was pretty stupid. I teased him about his whole image, and he kept making dumb jokes about my (perfect, Latina, round, huge) ass. He kinda pinched it, I jokingly moved to slap him, he wrestled me to the sand and we rolled around. All of a sudden, he looks at me with a sleazy ass grin and suggests we move to his room in the high rise nearby (the beach was still too crowded, so this was good for me as I didn't particularly want to be seen with this tool). He was only half-hard at that point, but still that horsecock made itself obvious in the hazy night. We fumbled our way to the hotel and jumped onto his bed, kind of continuing our earlier wrestling. We awkwardly made out for about 30 seconds until he gets this big ass grin on his face and whips his salami out again, displaying it with unashamed pride. Pretty sure he forget he already showed it to me earlier that night. Even so, it looks bigger now. And it's still growing with each pulsating throb. I'd been with about 8 (I think) guys at that point, so I wasn't completely sex-naive, but this was the first time I ever considered the thought of being a "dumb slut" to be interesting, let alone exciting or hot. The urge to worship that dummy's huge penis repulsed me, but I couldn't stop obsessing over it. I had never consciously thought about it too much, or ever sought a big dick out, but now it was here in front of me and I loved it. I giggled and gave it a few licks with my tongue and watched him grow and groan. I'd wait for a bit to tease him some more, then a few more flirtatious licks. I put my phone up to it to admire the comparison, but I think he admired it even more. At this point, he was really into it. He kept saying shit that would normally make me cringe/laugh, like "yeah, baby, you like that big dick, don't you, you little slut?", but then and there it was the hottest fucking thing. He kept wanting to check out my ass. I turned around, and we started into 69. To my (very pleasant) surprise, it turned out he was also amazing at eating pussy. After my pussy turned into a veritable waterfall, he turned me around and fucked me doggie. To be honest, though, it wasn't the best sex I've ever had. I'd had much smaller guys get me off much better than this guy. But that cock...just worshipping it, loooord!

We had a rendezvous about once a day after that until he left, but it was strictly oral (I obviously enjoyed both giving and receiving with him). I've had quite a few men since then, but he remains the biggest by far. One night, when me and him were "hanging out", I brought a tape measure along. Just a hair shy of 10 inches, which I hadn't thought was actually possible. You could tell that me measuring it turned him on so much by itself.

My boyfriend and I broke up shortly after I got back to school, and he never found out anything. The douchebag and I never kept up contact, and I would still never consider myself a size queen, but I still miss that penis sometimes.