Memory


I was never taught how to do it. It just kinda happened…

I was overwhelmed by the sheer size of his member but like a trooper I proceeded.
The pain of him entering me was immense but I knew once the suffering was over the pleasure would start. The pillow became my best friend; holding my hand as the monster of a prick invaded me sending my body to a place that it had been once before, like the first time. I grunt slightly biting my lip gently as not to cause bleeding. It was a good five minutes of pain caused by slow short thrusts before it subsided and a new feeling overcame me; Pleasure. Never had someone managed to fill my hole completely, there had always been enough room for a finger or two but this time I let him do all the work. Whether I remembered his name in the morning or not, I would never forget the feeling of complete horror when his cock flopped out of his pants like a dying anaconda. I think it even had eyes!

Sensing the release of pressure he sped up, thrusting harder and faster into me every time another pulse of pleasure shooting through me. I was in a state of complete euphoria moaning loudly and clawing at his chest. I wanted it bad! It had been a while since I had been laid last and his enormous member reminded me of a more innocent time, before I lost it all. He started pumping faster creating a rythym that blew my mind, tossing and turning me in this new world where pain and euphoria are entwined as one. I could feel the cum making its way up my shaft even though I hadn’t stroked my cock since we started. He knew what his job was and he was DAMN GOOD at it! The next couple pumps were enough to send a guyser of cum toward my chin landing on my chest, the rest making a white puddle on my stomach. I moaned in pleasure basically screaming at him to fuck me harder. And he did for an hour he fucked me harder than I had ever been fucked before. I came twice more because of it. When he finally came to climax, he whipped the condom off and showered my face with a good 7 shots of sticky white jizz that I gladly lapped up. We held eachother for a moment and I realized that this was only a one time deal. It had been fun but in my world monogamy is pathetic and soon I would be closing my door behind him. I stayed at the window and watched him drive off not once looking toward the house.
All that he left behind was a memory of the night and a slight pain in my anus, but it was enough to get me through the night; alone. Later days I would fantasize about our encounter, stroking myself to climax. Maybe someday I would settle down, but for now; a whores life for me…