Worship the dildo before using it on your girlfriend.

You can not control yourself in this moment, imagining an actual cock in your hands. The curiosity takes over as you bring your mouth towards its bulbuous head, planting a soft kiss on it as your tongue darts out to probe the rubbery surface.

"Oh fuck baby that's so hot" Christys moans embolden you as you open your mouth and take the cockhead in, trying to imagine what a real one would taste like. You learn more and more about yourself as you take it deeper, making soft smacking noises in the process as you imagine pleasing another guy in this manner.

The walls of your trepidation are obliterated by your newfound cocklust, now actually enjoying the feeling of fullness in your mouth, even going so far as cradling the fake balls in your hands as if it would help turn it on even more. You feel Christys hands on yours as she presses against you from the side, now on eye level with you and the black dildo in your mouth. She plants soft kisses on your cheek as her hand meets yours, holding the dildo together.

It's a magical moment between the two of you, so intimate and full of desire. You look at her face, your mouth still full of rubber and spit and your eyes meet. She smiles dirtily and she gently pushes the dildo deeper into your mouth. You feel her nakedness press against you through your clothes, the warmth of her invigorating your already enthusiastic blowjob.

"That's it my little cucky. You love sucking this big dick, don't you? You know, I gave him a name, since he gave me so many orgasms. You like André just as much as I do, don't you?" she coos into your ear, while undoing your belt with her free hand. As she coaxes you into taking more and more of André into your mouth, you start to worry about your throat. After all you've witnessed with several of your ex-girlfriends, how hard it can be to take a dick (even a small one) that deep. But to your great surprise, you take it deeper and deeper with every stroke, opening your throat almost on command without any hint of **** or coughing.

"Babe, you're amazing! How are you able to do that?" Christy seems completely astounded at the ease with which you deepthroat her black dildo. You can't answer her right away as you now feel the large balls you just caressed suddenly push up against your chin. You've taken the whole ten inches without even breaking a sweat! The pride swelling up in you is cut short by the reality of the situation settling in. Is this really what you want? Days ago, you would have been mortified by the thought of doing this, let alone being egged on by Christy. And yet it feels so good, so right.... and your body seems to be made for this after all.

"Mmwah-looks like I have some hidden *cough* talents after all" you answer after removing André from your mouth. Christy looks at you in obvious awe and horniness.

"Seems like you're orally talented with dicks as well, huh?" The complete lack of negative emotions in her voice or facial expression strengthens your gut instinct: This is right! And what's right for you is right for her. You put the spit-shined dildo back at your lips, giving it a lazy kiss before teasingly rolling your tongue over the bulbuous crown as you look straight into your girlfriends beautiful eyes.

"Time for you to have some fun!" you teasingly remark, as you gently try to coax her into lying back down on the sofa. But as you touch her, you suddenly realize that your cock is freed from its confines, standing up straight through the flap of your boxers and the undone zipper of your jeans.

"Not so fast baby. After making such a good first impression on my big friend here, we'll have to see how you compare to him!" And with that, she takes André out of your hands and and pushes you back onto the sofa. You fall into the fluffy pillows and take in the floral scent and softness of Christys ridiculously comfortable couch. You peer down at her, as she undoes your jeans completely and pulls down both them and your boxershorts, leaving your hairless crotch uncovered. You always have been meticulous about your body hair, making sure to shave your pubes, stomach and torso as the rest of your body is thankfully naturally smooth.

Christy runs her hand over your belly, pushing your shirt upwards in the process. At first glance, your flat, smooth belly could be mistaken for a girls. As her nails lighty graze you, Christy leaves red marks on your pale skin as she descends towards your painfully hard dick, but still abstains from touching it. Your modest 4 inches have always been your biggest insecurity in the bedroom, leaving many of your early girlfriends unsatisified. A particularly humiliating experience with a hot latina during college sparked your determination to become better at oral and manual sex, leaving no further ex of yours unsatisified in that regard.

But now you were confronted with those deep feelings of shame again. After all, it had been years with Christy now and she never gave you any hint of her being frustrated about your size. Days ago, this feeling of shame would have left you powerless, intensely embarrassed and frustrated. Now you feel invigorated in your burning passion and need for humiliation and denial. You crave mockery and as Christy puts André on your belly, it triggers another wave of pleasure inside you. This time, it's strong enough for you to actively squirt out a tiny amount of precum, adding to the already copious amount of it running down your shaft. At least you guess that's how it looks, since your vision is completely blocked by the behemoth of a cock that towers over your lithe frame. It's big enough to be mistaken for one of your forearms, putting your whole body to shame as it stands upright from your lower belly. You look like a freak of nature from this perspective, seemingly capable of growing a dick large enough to cause a circulation disorder.

"Look at that, seems like we have a clear winner, huh?" Christys tone becomes more gleeful and her wide grin suggests how much she enjoys this. You feel the wetness of her pussy on the side of your leg as she currently lies on the lower portion of the couch, pressing up against you from below.

"Looks like it" you reply drily, suddenly a bit tongue-tied. You're not fully used to this and while every step the two of you have taken thus far has been easier and easier, you feel like you've hit a roadblock. It's true, the sheer immensity of this shaft puts you to shame, you're no match for André. Doubt seeps in, your heart sinks a bit and you feel taken aback. Did this go too far, are you not ready for this after all?

But then Christy leans in close to your face, hot breath tickling your ear once again as she whispers.

"You know I love you baby. We can stop anytime you want."

Your negativity vanishes immediately. Your girlfriend is here for you and this isn't something she or you **** onto the other. No, you both want this equally as much. And there's no way for the two of you to continue as if nothing had happened. You need to see this through.

"Thanks darling" you whisper back, before changing your loving tone back to the lustful promise of debauchery from before. "You're absolutely right, there's no comparison. André is superior to me!"

"I'm so glad you see the truth! And you know what this means, right?" Christys teasing inquiry is accompanied by her soft boobs pressing into your side. You feel the small hard nubs of her nipples, betraying the absolute state of arousal she's in.

"Yeah, he's better than me at fucking you." Her grin widens at your words. She relaxes and sits back a bit.

"You deserve feeling good." She leans back into the pillows, legs still closed but leaving a trail of arousal on the couch.

"You need to be fucked to feel good" Her legs open a bit as you take the glistening dildo into your hands and sit up as well.

"He can make you feel good." You lean forward and lie down in front of Christys inviting pussy. The redness and puffiness of her lips as well as the inviting vagina inbetween makes you swoon a bit. You take André and run him along her thigh slowly, teasingly.

"He'll fuck you properly" - You draw him near her pussy, still hovering.

"He'll fill you up" - You softly touch her parted pussylips with his crown.

"He'll stretch you out" - You apply the tiniest amount of pressure, Christy gasps.

"He'll ruin you for me" - You heighten the pressure, intently watching as the bulbuous head stretches her lips.

"You will only want to fuck big cocks from now on" Christy slowly is being stretched out by André, wider than you've ever seen her pussy stretch.

"You'll never want to fuck me again" His girth is almost too much for her pussy to handle as the crown is almost completely inside, its widest part on the verge of penetration.

You pause, seeking Christys eyes. Silently, the two of you lock gazes in this point of no return, sharing a last moment of intimacy before the roller-coaster of what you're about to unleash takes off. There's only the two of you, and you're both certain that your lifes are about to change forever.

"Please, give him to me. Make me his woman. Please FUCK MEE-" her pleas are turned into a scream of exctasy as you cut the deliciously slow penetration short and push André inside her pussy with modest ****.

Half of him is lodged in Christy as she moans in pre-orgasmic rapture. You feel empathetic to her bliss, almost feeling the pleasure she is feeling as you start moving him rhythmically yet slowly. In and out you push André, stretching your girlfriends pussy out with his girth, exploring her depths to an extent you will never reach.

Her moans intensify even more as you use your free hand to caress her breasts, pinch her nipples.

"Yes baby, yes, fuck me, it's so good, he's so good!" Her enthusiasm almost takes you aback, she's never been this vocal before. And yet, you've never actually fucked her like this before, so it makes sense.

Your desires are completely focused on Christy. Your own pleasure revolves around her as your lonely, throbbing dick is diminished to an afterthought. You increase the pace and depth and push André deep inside. You even see her flat stomach extend the tiniest bit as he's at the deepest point, rearranging her insides so she'll never be able to feel pleasure from your tiny dick.

Your amazement at her ability to take this dick mirrors hers from earlier. You realize how turned on she must've been as you were sluttily worshipping André earlier, equally as turned on as you are at her brazen enthusiasm.

"Please baby, fuck me with him, make me cum! I need him, I need him so badly. He feel so fucking good" her moans become lustful yelps, quivering at the same rate as her body and as your untouched cock. She's close, you're so close, and you increase your pace yet again, eliciting lewd noises from Christy utterly drenched pussy as you push her superior lover made of rubber deep inside. She starts convulsing, her legs try to embrace her lover but only find your head, so you're pulled towards her crotch. Now up close to the coupling of Christy and André, you find youself overwhelmed with lust and start lapping at her pussy, at Andrè, worshipping the two of them as you imagine pleasuring both her and Rob or someone, anyone, any cock at all that she declares fit for her.

With a deep groan, Christy grinds into your face, gushing around André as she cums. Your abandoned dick starts twitching in unison as you simultaneously try to suck on her clit, push André as deep as possbile and cradle his balls as if he were unloading into her. Imagining a black man being coaxed by you to put as much seed into your girlfriends fertile womb as humanly possible is the last straw for you.

Hands-free, your dick erupts, squirting the biggest load of your life onto the ground, your seed uselessly spilled as you continue to heighten Christys orgasm orally. After many orgasmic convulsions, her hands that had been gripping your hair to pull you in even deeper, start to gently push you away. Her moans have grown coarse and she's almost gasping for air. You understand and pull away slowly, starting to remove André but you're stopped for a second.

"Leave him in me, I want to feel him as long as possible." Your dick twitches at her words, but you've cum too hard for it to rise again. You're utterly spent and fall back onto the sofa, your and Christys legs tangled and your sweaty bodies comforted by the fluffy pillows around you.

This is heaven!