Too Big To Quit It

I had been dating my boyfriend for a while now, and while our conversations were not the most stimulating, there was one aspect of our relationship that I simply couldn't quit - his big dick.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and we were lounging in his apartment. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I looked at him. "You know, you don't have to be so quiet all the time," I teased him, trying to break the silence that had settled between us.

He looked at me, his eyes dark with desire, and I could see the hunger in them. "I don't want to scare you away," he said, his voice low and husky. "But I can't help myself when I'm around you."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I looked at him, my body responding to his words. I knew exactly what he meant, and I felt the same way. I couldn't resist him, no matter how hard I tried.

I stood up and walked over to him, my body moving on its own accord. I straddled him, my legs on either side of his hips, and I could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against me. I rocked my hips, rubbing myself against him, and I could feel the heat building between us.

He groaned, his hands moving to my hips, holding me in place. "You're so wet," he said, his voice filled with awe. "I can feel it through your panties."

I blushed, feeling a rush of heat spread through my body. "I can't help it," I said, my voice breathless. "You make me so hot."

He leaned forward, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored my mouth, tasting and teasing, and I could feel my body responding to him. I ground my hips against him, feeling the hardness of his cock against my clit, and I moaned into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving to my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there. I threw my head back, my body arching into his touch. "Please," I begged. "I need you inside me."

He didn't need any more encouragement. He lifted me up, his hands on my hips, and I wrapped my legs around him. He carried me to the bedroom, his cock rubbing against my wet pussy.

He laid me down on the bed, his body covering mine. He kissed me again, his tongue exploring my mouth, as his hands moved to my breasts. He cupped them, his fingers teasing my nipples, and I moaned into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving down my body, kissing and nipping at my skin. He reached my panties, his fingers hooking into the waistband, and he slowly pulled them down my legs. He threw them aside, his eyes dark with desire as he looked at my wet pussy.

He spread my legs, his fingers moving to my clit, rubbing and teasing it. I moaned, my body arching into his touch. "You're so wet," he said, his voice filled with awe. "I can't wait to be inside you."

He positioned himself between my legs, his cock rubbing against my wet pussy. He looked into my eyes, and I could see the hunger in them. "Are you ready?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

I nodded, my body trembling with anticipation. He slowly pushed inside me, his cock stretching me, filling me up. I gasped, my body adjusting to his size.

He started to move, his hips thrusting against mine, his cock sliding in and out of me. I moaned.

He fucked me slowly, his cock sliding in and out of me, filling me up, stretching me.

He leaned forward, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. I moaned into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving to my neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin there. He moved his hand down between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing and teasing it.

I felt my orgasm building, and I knew I was close.

His lips moved to my ear. "Come for me," he whispered, his voice low and husky.

I felt my orgasm crash over me, my body shaking and trembling as I came. I cried out, my voice loud and clear, as I felt him thrusting inside me, his cock filling me up. He groaned, his body tensing up, and I could feel him coming inside me.

He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat, and I could feel his heart pounding against mine. We lay there, our bodies entwined, as we caught our breath. I looked into his eyes, and I could see the love and affection in them.

"I love you," I whispered, my voice soft and tender.

He smiled, his eyes filled with warmth. "I love you too," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

We lay there, our bodies still entwined, as we basked in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I knew that no matter what happened, I could never quit him. He was too big a part of my life, too big a part of me. And I wouldn't have it any other way.