I am not telling you to send me dick pics. I am also not sa.. (OnlyFans)

I am not telling you to send me dick pics.  I am also not saying that you can't.  Get it?  I like videos of guys cumming.  I just thought you should know that.  In case you knew where a girl might find some of those.  Not sure why but people think girls don't like looking at dicks.  I don't profess to speak for everyone, but I like looking at dicks.

So, my trainer knows I want to suck his dick.  I kind of let that slip.  He got a red face, but he didn't say no either...so, there is hope that I will be tasting the head of his dick soon!  I am making all kinds of sexual references, and he is returning the favor...I do foresee a trainer penis prodding around inside of me shortly!

My story about the black guy I worked with seems to have hit a few of you in all the right places.   There is more to it than just what I told you.  I want you to know, this isn't just some fantasy or tall tale made up to make you happy.  This is real life stuff.  I know how to make stuff up with the best of them, and if you want me to, I will.  I have all kinds of stuff that turns me on that I haven't done and can write about.  It's weird stuff, but I dig weird.  Up to now, I am enjoying just telling my story the way it actually happened.  The truth will set you free, make your dick hard and pussy wet.  So back to the guy I was fooling around with at work.   Dennis was his name.  He was probably 25 or 30, as was I.  He was a driver, delivered oxygen equipment that I would set up at the patient's home.  I was a respiratory therapist.  We would work together.  He started flirting, and I liked it.  We were driving together and he asked me some personal questions about being with black guys.  I answered them and I noticed he had an erection sticking straight up in his pants.  He tried to hide it and apologized, but, his erection turned me on and I told him I liked knowing that I did that to him.  We didn't do anything that day, but that's how it got started.  I was too scared to do anything at work for fear of getting fired, plus I was married at the time and didn't want people to know I was fooling around.  I did end up going to Dennis's house.  We goofed around, made out, I unzipped his pants, pulled out a massive black cock, and just about came right then and there.  It was the biggest penis I ever had the honor to hold in my hand at the time.  It is still one of the biggest that I can remember.  I sucked him off, drained his balls down my throat, went home to my husband, kissed him on the lips and I fucked my husband and I came thinking of that black dick.  I feel bad saying this but my husband's cock seemed so pathetic right then.  I had concerns about fucking Dennis because I could get pregnant and secondly, his dick was twice the size of my husband's, and I was afraid my husband would feel the difference when he didn't fit anymore.  I didn't hold out long, though.  We were flirting in the delivery truck, and I was giving him a handjob while he was driving.  I wanted it in me.  So, we made a detour, and we went to his house again.  He put a condom on that monster and stuck it in me.    It was so good I lost all concern for everything.  I pulled the condom off, ignoring his protests about it, and shoved his dick back in me.  It was weird.  I wanted his penis to impregnate me.  It was so much better than my husband that I actually wanted that dick to empty its sperm in me and breed me.  Look, I know that sounds creepy, but when I get dicked that good, I lose control of what is sensible.  Sex takes over, and I do very strange things.  I know it sounds odd that a penis can have that kind of control over me, but it can, and it still does.  I suspect a lot of girls will never admit that, but just like they call you pussy whipped, the same thing happens to me except with dick.  That's what happened with Dennis.  I would end up banging on his door at ten PM when I was on call and beg him to let me taste his cock.  I started getting aggressive at work with him.  I did everything I could to get his dick hard while we were there.  I would whisper in his ear pleading my case to get his cum inside of me.   I did fuck him several times in the office when the opportunity arose.  Once he bent me over the conference room table and fed my box one of his massive loads of cum.  I told him I was on the pill, but I wasn't.  I wanted so badly for that dick to breed me, but it didn't happen.  I was willing to ride it all the way out to delivery and say, oops, sorry about that, babe.  That was the first dick that controlled me to the point it ruined my marriage.  I didn't care about my husband anymore, and I didn't really care about Dennis.  I just wanted Dennis's dick and his sperm.  Things went along for a while, people were talking, and I finally got caught by the office manager making out with Dennis, his hands up my shirt.  We didn't get fired, but word got out to my husband, who confronted me.  No sense in lying, I admitted to the affair.  I acknowledged that our marriage was through sexually, so basically, we were through altogether.  He talked me into trying to make it work and not to see my BBC stud anymore.   Dennis joined the AirForce like a week later, and though I promised my husband I wouldn't, I sucked him off one last time in the parking lot at work.  I'm glad I did; I don't regret it one bit.  I wish I would have had more time with his dick.  Did Dennis ruin my marriage?  No, he did not.  Did Dennis's dick ruin my marriage?  Yes, it did.  It removed the urge to put what I mistakenly thought was an inferior penis inside of me, which meant the end of the marriage as far as I was concerned.  I realized later that it wasn't my husband's small penis, and it was very small.  Three inches hard, but I still had fantastic sex with it.  However, the excitement of a new and different dick gave me mind-blowing, life-altering sex.  I soon realized that it's not the size or color.  It's the adventure of getting a new one inside of me that causes the unbelievable sex.  So, now you know the story of Dennis.  It's almost embarrassing to admit this but his story is just a drop in the bucket.  Makes a girl think she might have been around the block a few times more than most.  I'm just saying here!

Sorry for the long post. I figured we finish it all at once.

Catch you all later

Brooke

Yes, there will be more posts today, at least one, possibly two.