By Guest Blogger: Marci
My sister and I are identical twins physically. If you didn't know us you could not tell us apart in fact even boyfriends have mixed us up. We even have the same birthmark near our vajaja. Even though we look the same we certainly don’t have the same personality. Since the age of 16 my sister has, in her own words been a bit of a whore. She had sex by the time she was 15, it took me two more years.
This made it difficult for me as men, thinking that I was my sister would come up to me and say the most appalling things. I ended up transferring to another college my Sophomore year because of a change in my major but I of course came home to see my parents during breaks. It was on one of these visits that my sister asked me to do her a huge favor.
“I’ve gone and done something stupid,” she said, I got my calendar mixed up and I have dates with two different men tonight, will you fill in for me with Ed, he won’t know the difference. He’s a really nice guy and we were only planning to go to a ball game, nothing else and I have never even fooled around with him” she says.
I said, “Absolutely not!” but then my sister pleaded and pleaded until I gave in. After all nothing much could happen at a ballgame right, and since she had not fooled around with him surely this could not be this bad and besides I have not been on a date in months.
[caption id="attachment_2989" align="alignnone" width="274"]
Is that a Ten Champagne?[/caption]The arrangement was that she would go to Ed’s apartment at six and pick him up, as his car was in the shop, that put me off some but from what she told me he was a bit older, out of college and had a good job. I got to his place and knocked on the door nervously and was just a little shocked when it opened and Ed, dressed in his robe, greeted me with a long lingering kiss.
He continued to hold me saying “I've been going crazy waiting for you babe, I’ve been thinking about you” as his hand slid down over the top of my ass.
I was inclined to just turn around and run but I didn't. In spite of his brashness he was really good looking, with a really great build and the most sensuous lips I ever seen or felt. I told him to slow down some. As I stepped in the door he took my hand gently in his he guided into the living room kicking the door shut behind them. I was not sure what I was in for.
“I know you always like to do it on the bed but I've got a surprise for you,” he said, and he pointed to a massage table in the middle of the room. “We can do some really great stuff on that,” he smiled, I bought it yesterday at a garage sale he said.
Once again I was tempted to take off but he connected with me for some reason, he was creepy at all he was sweet, sexy and forward. Those wonderful full lips again helped and all my inhibitions seemed to melt away. The next thing I knew he was gently slipping off my top, then unhooking my bra. I responded cautiously by pulling the tie on his robe revealing an enormous upright penis.
He then let the robe slip away altogether as he went down on his knees to loosen my skirt and to remove my panties. What the hell am I doing I thought, but I wanted this. He stayed on his knees for a while and separated my lips down there with his fingers and promptly put his face into me and gently flicked his tongue from side to side.
I started to tremble and he, sensing I was ready for more, led me to that table. Instead of inviting me to lay down on it he took that position himself, his muscular body and thick long cock looked amazing. He then asked me to stand behind it, I just started taking his direction. I stood there nervously looking at his mast extending upwards and wondering what he was going to feel like. He was clearly larger than any other men I had been with. This must be was my sister calls a “Ten Champagne” guy. Which basically means they are at least 10 inches long and thick like a champagne bottle.
As I moved to the back of the table as he instructed, he reached for my upper arms and drew me forward until my pussy was in the right position for his mouth but then he produced yet another surprise for me as underneath the table he had a dildo. One of those with the little rubber extension that stimulates the clitoris as it vibrates. I didn't see it at first so I got quite a shock when he inserted it in me and turned it on. I turned quickly and he asked if I was ok and said he was going to make me feel good.
[caption id="attachment_2991" align="alignnone" width="300"]
Is that one?[/caption]As I experienced the wonderful warm feeling this toy produced on me my instinct was to take his big dick and just either stick it in me or suck it as hard as I could. As the dildo continued to buzz and I got more and more excited I increased the pace. When I began to feel myself orgasm he instinctively pushed the dildo deeper and deeper into me as I started to tremble wildly. I was soon overwhelmed by an incredible orgasm, and I felt him jerk upwards also as I came.
He slowly pulled the dildo out of me and I turned to see some cum that had squirted out of him. I wondered if that was it and soon his erection would go down. I flopped down on his warm body for several minutes but then he stood up at the side of the table. I could see he was still pretty hard, and easily his cock was bigger than the very averaged size dildo he had just used on me as he laid it next to my leg. He began to massage me gently first with his hands and then with his tongue again. He sucked my hard nipples as he ran his fingers around the contours of my breasts and then he gently pulled me down the table until my legs hung over the edge.
At this point he was standing between my legs and he knelt down to work his tongue around my pussy lips once more. I still couldn't believe what was happening to me. Usually I am in complete control but I could not take this anymore, I was still so damn horny. I could feel my wetness running down my leg and all I could think about was him in me! I started to yell, “Fuck me – fuck me now!”
He stood up and grabbed his cock with both his hands and stroked it a few times. Even with his huge hands his cock still was huge, easily that “10 Champagne”. He was as hard as he was the first time and the table was at just the right height. As he looked down at me he got that look men get when they just want to fuck your brains out. He started to tremble a little himself and then with one forceful move he thrust himself in me. We both gasped at the same time but he took my breath away with his size and length. I instantly could tell his girth was rubbing my G-Spot and deep inside me. I began to move my hips in a grinding motion as if to say let’s do it – let’s do it now.
He needed no extra prompting and with his hands underneath the cheeks of my ass he started to pound my pussy so hard the sound echoed in the room. I stretched out and grasped his forearms as his strokes got faster and faster.
I lost control and began saying something to the effect of “O fuck – O fuck,” I felt another orgasm start in my G-Spot but as I took all of him in me I felt another orgasm start deep in my vagina I had never felt before. Soon after I had the most explosive orgasm I had ever had, it was a rolling orgasm I first felt at my G-Spot and then it rolled farther inside me. I kept cumming over and over as he made his final giant thrust as he came. It was ecstasy for me, I had never felt anything like it before. We managed to do another session in the bedroom before we had a late supper together.
I then returned home later that night. “How did the game go?” asked my sister, as she described her disappointing date she had to me.
“O – it was what I would call – really fun. My sister looked at me and soon began the 20 questions. I told her everything. I also made sure he knew what sister really fucked his brains out. I never slept with him again and neither did my sister. I went back to school two days later and so did my sister, he moved away soon after. It been almost 10 years, I am married now with a daughter but I ran into him several years back while visiting my parents, he was doing the same.
[caption id="attachment_2996" align="alignnone" width="300"]
That looks like a Ten champagne![/caption]We were all out to eat and we noticed each other. He walked over and said hello at our table. My sister and I introduced him as an old friend. I noticed a wedding ring and thought to myself some lucky women get’s that every night. My sister and I glancing at each other as he walked away. My husband jokingly remarked “Some old flame”. I decided to go with a bold face lie and replied, NO. Only a friend, as I thought to myself it’s not like I tell him. “No hunny, he was just a one night stand that happened to be the best fuck of my life, with a huge cock that gave me an orgasm I wish you could give me… but I love you”.
Tell us your first experience with a Ten Champagne or something close, real, toy or otherwise. Send story to: janeseroticblog@gmail.com
[polldaddy poll=7871357]
Sxy story, loved it. It was like a one week stand but I had a man like this before I got married that I still think about sometimes. It really was the best sex I have ever had. My husband is good but from a pure sex sense that week was amazing. I think I heard that guy ended up in jail though.
ReplyDelete