A 20-centimeter weapon! My God, I crave to conquer it!!

Let me tell you about myself. I started my downward spiral last Singles' Day, and until just before the Spring Festival, I slept with about five men, only one of whom satisfied me. The others I slept with twice, and after that, I refused to go out with them again.

After the Spring Festival, I slept with a friend. This friend is particularly strange. Why do I say that? Because he's over 1.8 meters tall and weighs over 200 pounds, but his penis is only 18.5 centimeters long and incredibly thick, about the thickness of a teenage boy's arm. You might not believe it, and I didn't believe it at the time either, because men are judged by their noses, and my friend's nose isn't big. He has very beautiful hands, and he kept saying they were huge, so I just took it as him trying to seduce me and refused to believe him.
He came to my city to visit, and the first night, I didn't sleep with him; we slept in separate beds, one big and one small. The next day, I got up, and so did he. It was very early; I was going to clock in at work, but he's a light sleeper and woke up. We chatted, talked nonsense, and flirted a bit. He mentioned his size, which I didn't believe based on my experience

. Later, he talked about his girlfriend, which made me very curious, but also afraid of disappointment. The men I'd slept with before all claimed to be strong and had high libido, but they finished in ten minutes with me, which left me quite disappointed.

But he really was amazing! No, a weapon!

I was going crazy, craving penetration, but afraid of the pain. I'd been in so much pain before because of my husband's 14cm penis that I couldn't walk, but after marriage, I've become more tolerant of larger sizes. But this size was the first I'd ever seen!
I was a little scared. His hands, which had been touching my breasts, started to wander, moving downwards. Oh, right, before, I was afraid to sleep with him. I told him I never moaned during sex, that I was frigid because I didn't have orgasms, and that I didn't have any pubic hair. I do have very little pubic hair; I'd heard that some men were afraid to touch women with pubic hair, so I bluffed him by saying I didn't have any. His hand went down, and I pulled it up. He started seducing me, kissing my back, behind my ears, licking inside my ear, and plunging his tongue deep inside. I was going crazy; I was about to scream. His hand went down again, and I pulled it up again. This repeated several times. I knew I craved his hand to go down and insert his fingers. Finally, when his hand went down, I didn't stop him. He touched it, sighed in my ear, and said, "So wet," and his finger slid in instantly. I can't describe the feeling at that moment; I was controlled by lust.

Then, he showed me his penis, asking if I still believed him, and whether he could blow it. I admitted it was thick, but stubbornly insisted it wasn't long enough. He said, "With your small stature, it would hurt if I put it in." He showed it to me, and I was amazed. He pressed my head down, and I took it into my mouth. My mouth is too small; it couldn't cover it completely, only the head could fit.

Speaking of me, I'm under 1.6 meters tall, definitely short. They say short women are shallow; I've been shallow before, and now at 18, I've already been inside.

When I kissed his penis, he played with my vagina with his hand. I knew I was going crazy. He wasn't in a hurry to put it in, but I craved it. I craved to be filled, to be thrust into, to be ravaged. When I got tired of kissing him and lay down, he leaned in and started licking and biting my ears, lightly scratching my breasts with his fingernails. My buttocks were slippery. I was in a daze. In my daze, I pulled him up, grabbed his penis, and inserted it. He said I did it, but I denied it. I said no, but I knew I couldn't hold back anymore.

Then, afraid of hurting me, he kept asking if it hurt. I said no. He went very slowly, like he was having sex with a virgin. He was very reluctant to hurt me, but I wanted to scream, "Faster, hurry up and penetrate me..."

Actually, when I touched his penis and felt its size, I was prepared that I wouldn't be able to get out of bed. But I didn't feel pain. I was very excited. I craved to be ravaged and to be released, but he didn't. He just loved me very gently. Overwhelmed with emotion, I felt like a virgin being cherished. I thought of him and loved him, it felt like my first love had returned. I climaxed, I cried, and he quickly withdrew, asking if I regretted it or if it hurt. I said neither, and grabbed him to enter me again.

That day we seemed to have done it four times, and I climaxed countless times. Because I was in a dazed state of excitement, I don't have a clear memory, I just remember him using his hand on me several times. When I got off the bed, I felt dizzy and short of breath.

We continued the next day. We did it twice during the day. The second time, his penis was chafed raw, especially the head, because he forced himself on me before we were wet. We didn't go out to eat until almost dark, he was so hungry he was delirious, because we were lazy. We did it twice more when we came back at night, it felt great. The first time that night, he whispered in my ear that we would do it seven times that day. Oh my god, that was so exciting! I was satisfied after only two times and went to sleep obediently. In the middle, there was an interlude. He mentioned that he had made his girlfriend squirt, and I wanted it too, so he used his hand, but I didn't reach orgasm, but it still felt great. My face turned red with embarrassment.
We started our trip at 1 PM that day, and apart from eating, we spent the rest of the time at the hotel. The next day, we hung out together, but he went to see his buddies that evening. Overall, it was a bit awkward. He's very strong and capable; he's been an online friend of mine for many years, we met through gaming. He's very macho, and we're just friends. He treats me like a woman, like a precious treasure, which makes me feel helpless. I don't think his purpose in coming here was to sleep with me. Besides, he never acts like a jerk online. It seems like strong men never brag about how strong they are; the weaker they are, the more they boast. I never imagined he was such a jerk! I want him to break up with his girlfriend now!!!

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