Blessed with a God-Sized Cock

I’d always considered my size more of a curse than a blessing. By the time I was nineteen, it was clear I was packing something ridiculous, thick, veiny, and just over nine inches when fully hard. Dating became awkward. Most girls either ran after seeing it or treated me like a novelty. That changed the night I met Vanessa.

She was a 28-year-old yoga instructor with a wicked sense of humor and a body built for sin, long legs, a tight waist, and full, perky breasts. We met at a mutual friend’s birthday party. 

After hours of flirting and teasing, she pulled me aside on the balcony.

“So, I heard a rumor about you,” she said, biting her lip as she looked me up and down. “Something about you being… blessed. Is it true?”

I laughed nervously. “Depends who you ask.”

Vanessa stepped closer, her hand brushing over the growing bulge in my jeans. “I want to find out for myself. Tonight. My place.”

Two hours later we were in her downtown apartment. The second the door closed, she pushed me against it and kissed me hard.

“Show me,” she whispered against my mouth. “I want to see this cock everyone whispers about.”

I unbuckled my belt and let my jeans drop. My cock sprang free, heavy and already rock-hard. Vanessa’s eyes widened.

“Holy fuck,” she breathed, wrapping both hands around the shaft. Her fingers didn’t even meet. “It’s even bigger than I imagined. Jesus, look at this thing.”

She dropped to her knees right there in the hallway, stroking me with both hands while admiring it. “It’s so thick… I don’t know if I can fit it all, but I’m damn well going to try.”

Her tongue traced a long, slow line from my balls to the swollen head. She moaned like she was tasting something delicious, then stretched her lips wide and took me into her mouth. 

She could only manage the first five inches, but she worked the rest with her hands, sucking and slurping noisily.

“Fuck, Vanessa,” I groaned, threading my fingers through her hair. “Your mouth feels incredible.”

She pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock. “I’ve never been this wet from just sucking someone. Come on, big boy. I need this inside me.”

We barely made it to the bedroom. She stripped quickly, revealing a perfectly shaved pussy already glistening. I laid her on the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and rubbed my fat cockhead up and down her slick folds.

“Go slow at first,” she begged, voice husky. “I want to feel every inch stretching me.”

I pushed forward. Her pussy lips parted obscenely around my thickness. Vanessa’s eyes rolled back as the head popped inside.

“Oh my god… it’s so fucking big,” she gasped. “Keep going. I can take it.”

Inch by inch I fed her my cock. She was incredibly tight, her walls gripping me like a velvet vice. By the time I was halfway in, she was already shaking.

“Deeper,” she moaned. “I want it all. Ruin me with that god cock.”

I thrust forward until my hips met her ass — nine inches buried inside her. Vanessa cried out in pure pleasure, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“Fuuuuck yes! I’ve never felt so full in my life. You’re hitting places I didn’t know existed.”

I started fucking her with long, deep strokes, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in. The wet, obscene sounds of her soaked pussy filled the room. Vanessa’s tits bounced with every thrust as she looked down to watch my massive cock disappearing inside her.

“Look at that,” she panted. “My pussy is creaming all over your huge dick. You’re stretching me so good, baby.”

I picked up speed, pounding her harder. She came suddenly, screaming my name as her walls fluttered and squeezed around me. Her juices squirted out around my shaft, soaking my balls.

“Don’t stop!” she begged. “Fuck me through it. Use that god-sized cock on me.”

I flipped her onto all fours and slammed back in from behind. The new angle let me go even deeper. Vanessa pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning like a woman possessed.

“Yes, right there, fuck me deeper! Destroy me!”

I gripped her hips and gave her everything I had, the headboard slamming against the wall. She came again, harder this time, her whole body shaking as she buried her face in the pillow.

After her third orgasm I pulled out and lay on my back. Vanessa climbed on top immediately, facing away from me in reverse cowgirl. She reached back, spread her ass cheeks, and slowly sank down onto my cock again.

“God, I can see it bulging in my stomach,” she whimpered, riding me. “Look how deep you are.”

I reached around and rubbed her clit while she bounced. Her moans grew louder and filthier.

“I’m addicted to this cock already,” she gasped. “I want you to cum inside me. Fill me up with that big load.”

The pressure became too much. I gripped her waist and thrust up hard, burying myself to the hilt as I erupted. Thick ropes of cum flooded her pussy, so much that it leaked out around my shaft and ran down my balls.

Vanessa came one final time, milking every drop from me before collapsing onto my chest.

We lay there panting, sweaty, and satisfied. She traced lazy circles on my abs with her finger.

“I’ve never cum that many times in one night,” she whispered. “That cock of yours is a fucking blessing. Promise me we’re doing this again. Often.”

I chuckled and kissed her forehead. “As often as you want.”

Over the next few months, Vanessa told her close friends about me. Word spread in certain circles. Soon I was getting invites from women who specifically wanted to experience “the god cock.” I turned most down, but a few wild nights followed, threesomes where two girls took turns trying to deepthroat me and ride me until they tapped out, and one unforgettable weekend with Vanessa and her best friend where I fucked them both senseless.

It was a gift.

And I was finally ready to enjoy every inch of it.