Size Queen Stories: A BDSM Cuckold Bundle by Cynthia Sizemore

Author:Cynthia Sizemore [Sizemore, Cynthia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Part 2: “It’s not cheating if he’s bigger”

I took a Lyft back to the hotel after leaving Molly’s place. Despite the fact that I’d technically slept alongside her in the tiny, cramped bed, I was still exhausted, and my balls had been thoroughly drained. Even though I hadn’t had a chance to break in that cute pink coed pussy, Molly had still been one of the most incredible lays I’d had in a while. I’ll say it again: I love college towns!

I decided it was time to text the MILF, Monica. I wrote her an innocent message, suggesting that we meet up for a drink after the game. Monica responded with a pic of her in a low-cut top, her breasts practically spilling out of it.

“Do you like it?”

“I do,” I responded.

Her tits certainly weren’t as perky as Molly’s had been, but older women had their charms as well. I was confident that I’d have a great time with Monica, but first I had to rest.

***

The game was in the morning, so it was already over by the time I made it back to the downtown to meet up with Monica. The home team had scored a thrilling, overwhelming victory during overtime, so the hometown crowds were spilling out into the street. The atmosphere was absolutely ecstatic. It was going to be difficult to find Monica and her friends in this environment. Luckily, we had cell phones, but the crowds were still going to make it difficult.

She texted me the name of a tacky-sounding Irish pub a few blocks from where I was. Normally, it would have been an easy walk of about 10 minutes. However, I soon discovered that besides the big game, the college town was also hosting a huge block party with live music stages scattered across town. All of the streets had been blocked off, and then police were patrolling for people with glass containers or who needed medical attention. It was total chaos. I realized that it was going to take me the better part of an hour to snake my way through the crowd down the street to meet Monica.

“Meet me halfway?” I texted, “I see a bunch of portapotties. We could meet there.”

“Give me one good reason I shouldn’t make do with one of the college guys here,” she texted back, testing me.

I responded with a carefully chosen shot of my bulge. Even if the woman seems to be hinting at a dick pic, it still pays to err on the side of caution.

“That’s a very good reason,” she texted back immediately, “and, fuck, unless that’s trick photography, it’s also a rather LARGE reason. But I really don’t know if I can make it out of here.”

“I’ll do my best to get there,” I wrote back, “I’ll keep you updated.”

She texted back a kissing lips emoji. I probably had a back-alley or bathroom blowjob to look forward to if I succeeded in finding her. That was a big “if,” however! The town was absolutely packed.

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