Phoebe willing to do anything

I turn and see Phoebe cuddled into bed close to me. She smiles seeing my surprise. She says, “Sorry I touched your cock without asking. I’ve always wanted to feel it.”

I ask, “Where is Monica?”

“Umm. She’s either with Joey or with Ross. I’m not sure which one she chose. I was too concerned with making sure that I got you.” She looks me in the eye. “I’ve been wanting this for a while. You seem like you’ll be a beast in bed.”

She bites her lip, and I can’t believe what is going on. I ask, “So you’re all cool with this?”

“Of course! We talked about it, and we’re all super horny. And the idea of some fresh meat got us all really excited.” Her hand returns to my cock, and squeezes it again. It starts filling and hardening.

She moves her face forward and kisses me. I kiss her back. We slowly make out has her hand steadily works my cock. She is an expert with her tongue, so smooth and agile. As my dick hardens, she says, “Mmm baby it’s getting bigger. That’s what I like.”

I reach up and squeeze her perky tit through her shirt again, really massaging it and playing with her pierced nipple. Her boob is a perfect handful, different than my wife’s bigger softer tits.

I stop, and sit up. I say, “If we’re going to do this, let’s do it right.” I lean over to the bedside table and turn on the lamp. It’s enough light to be able to see Phoebe. Her petite body lays on its side. Her black hair already tied back in a ponytail. My playing with her tits has lifted her shirt to expose her flat stomach. My eyes trail the curve of her hips in her tight black yoga pants. Fuck she is hot.

I say, “How about you show me what you got, and then I’ll show you what I got.”

She smiles, “It turns me on when a guy takes control.” She slides off the bed and stands up. She grabs the bottom of her shirt and lifts in over her head and tosses it to the side. She gives me time to check out her full perky tits. Not nearly as big as my wife’s but they are a nice round shape with no sag. Her nipples are small and dark. Her silver piercings are bigger than the nipples themselves.

She smiles full of confidence, “Oh yeah you like these tits.” Her left hand reaches up and squeezes her tit. Her fingers sensually pinch the nipple.

I say, “I wasn’t expecting such big tits on a small Asian girl.”

“I’m full of surprises,” she says, and pushes her yoga pants to the ground. The first thing I notice is a large tattoo on the side of her body ending at her thigh. I didn’t know she had tattoo. But I forget about her tattoo, when my eyes drift between her thighs. She is perfectly bald and smooth between her legs with the tiniest slit of a cameltoe. Fuck me. My mouth started drooling.

She sees my jaw drop. She knows she has me hooked. She asks, “Different than your wife?”

I try to gain my composure and say, “It’s been a while since she’s shaved down there.”

Phoebe replies, “I’m not shaved. I’m waxed. You’ll notice a difference when you run your tongue through it.” She turns around. “I know you stare at my ass all the time. How does it look outside of yoga pants?”

Definitely not the size of my wife’s ass, but on Phoebe petite frame, her ass gives her some curves. A nice toned full butt that I can’t wait to smack. I compliment her, “You have some nice curves. You have a sexy body Phoebe.”

“Thanks,” she smiles. She walks to the end of the bed, and sits down facing away from me. “Your turn. Now step up and show me what I want to see.”

I get up off the bed and walk to right in front of her, my erection extremely obviously in my boxer briefs. I put my hands in my waistband to pull them down, but she stops me.

She says, “Before you do that, I just want to say that you have such a fucking sexy body. My husband has gotten a bit fat, but you probably looked like this at 23.” She reaches and strokes my forearm. It runs up to my bicep, and she gives it a squeeze. She giggles, “Alright now show me that cock.”

I pull my boxer briefs down. My cock springs out and flops around a bit as I kick off them with my feet. My dick is full but it could be harder, and standing up taller. I should have touched myself while watching her strip to get harder. I hope it’s enough to show off.

Phoebe claps her hands together and says, “Oh my!” Her smile has turned into a huge grin. I’m worried it’s because my penis is small compared to her vast experience with dicks. She has been with tons of men, and her husband is hung. I’m worried I’m being laughed at.

She stands up and looks at my dick from a higher angle, seeing the tip down to the base. Still looking at my dick, she says, “I did not expect you to surprise me. I thought I knew you.”

I ask, “What?”

“I thought I had you sized up. And usually I’m really good. We would guess guys’ sizes before we hooked up with them. And with experience I can now look at a guy and know. So I thought I had you nailed but I was wrong,” she finally takes her eyes off my cock and looks up at me.

I ask, “What were you wrong about?”

She smiles, “So Joey knows my trick, and I made guesses about you and Ross. I guessed you would be circumcised. I was right. You got a nice mushroom head. I thought you would be my preferred length. Between 6 and 6.5 inches is perfect for my vagina.”

She lays her hand on my cock, spreading her fingers wide to measure. “My husband is way too long for me. But yours is perfect.” She smiles, “And I said you would have pubes and they’d be the same color as your eyebrows. I was right.”

“You seemed to have guessed right about everything. What were you wrong about?” I ask, relieved knowing she doesn’t think my dick is too short.

“I didn’t predict that you’d have the thickest cock I’d ever seen,” Phoebe grips it in her small hand. “No wonder Monica doesn’t like giving you head.”

In shock I say, “No way that is true. You’ve been with so many men.”

“I have been. And what I say is true. You have the girthest dick I’ve ever seen. Joey is going to be so jealous when I tell him. Wait I have an idea.” She lets go of my cock and she races across the room to grab her phone on the table. Her ass cheeks jiggle. I’m so ready to pounce on her but I wait, and stare at her perky tits as she runs back.

She grabs my cock again, and takes a picture. “He’s never going to believe me. I’ll need photographic proof.”

I ask, “What are your thoughts on girth?”

She licks her lips, and says, “Yes, please. I loooooove a fat cock stretching me out. Holding you cock is already getting me wet. Oooo fuck Chandler, I’m so excited for this.”

My cock still in her hand, I bend forward to kiss her. As we make out and her tongue snakes against mine, I reach behind her and cup her ass cheek. I give it a nice squeeze, then give it a smack. I knead her plump ass in my hand. Fuck it feels good.

She sighs into my ear, “What’s something Monica won’t do? You can do it to me.”

She asks the question that she already knows the answer to.