My dick is above average length but average girth (7.5" x 5" at the widest, skinnier at the base). Comparing my dick to girthy porn cocks always made me think I had a small dick, and I was concerned about it for decades. I looked down and I saw a skinny noodle dick. Whenever a partner told me I had a big dick my mental gymnastics had me convinced they could read my insecurities and were messing with my head. I was like this basically up until my 30s.

One night in my college days, before I understood that I had a big dick, I was hanging out with a group of people at a friend’s apartment.  We all got very tipsy, and I ended up hooking up with his roommate.  It wasn’t something that I’d planned on happening when I went over there, it just kind of transpired.  The group was hanging out on the front porch of the apartment building. The roommate and I both went inside to get something to drink and then decided it would be funny to spy on our friends outside. We went to her bedroom and crept up to the window overlooking the front stoop and eavesdropped for a bit in the dark, giggling. The moment passed and then we shared a look. The alcohol had something to do with it, but her face was striking in the soft light and her lips were parted; I leaned in and she closed her eyes and we started kissing.  We ended up not going back out to the gathering.

I had zero plans on getting laid that night, so I had no condoms on me and she didn’t have any either, but that wasn’t going to stop us so we fucked raw. I stayed over and we screwed into the early hours. I was pulling out and blasting nuts all over her body, her tits, her bed, missing the trash can and blasting on the floor and the wall—it was messy. At that point in my life, fucking people as hard as I could was the only way I knew how to make love, and this night was no exception.  It had been a while since I had gotten laid, so I was really giving her my all and then eating her out in between during my refractory periods. When we woke up, we started again; I fucked her for hours and hours into the day.  At some point we heard my friend leave for work and we shared a laugh of relief because even though there was nothing to be embarrassed about we both thought the situation would have been kind of awkward at breakfast. 

She was very skinny with small tits and did not weigh very much. She would curl up when I was going full hilt in doggy. After a few rounds in the morning, she announced that she had a rule of reserving blowjobs only for boyfriends but that she was going to break her rule because she really wanted to suck my dick. It sounded like BS to me but I said be my guest.  She was laying on top of me and started sucking my semi flaccid cock until I was hard again, and after a few minutes I grabbed her head and started bottoming out at the end of her mouth until I finished. She drank it up, sucking me really hard, and then she gave me a serious look and said, "It's been a while since someone fucked my face like that."

Her voice was different when she said it: it was breathless and quiet, just above whispering. It wasn't her normal voice and it kind of freaked me out, like she was in awe or like she was afraid of me. It took a while to leave the apartment because we kept getting dressed and then getting undressed to have sex again, but eventually I got out of there.

Her and I started having pretty regular encounters but didn’t start dating.  We would see each other in passing at our college campus or out and about socializing, and if she wanted dick from me then she would use the voice. She would call me on the phone in the voice and beg me to come over and fuck her, or one time we ran into each other at a bar when we were out with other people and she kept begging in the voice to suck my dick, close enough to me that only I could hear her.  The sex was always hard and always unprotected.

After a month it was clearly getting one-sided and I was seeing more of her than I cared to (classic fuckboy syndrome) so I started to keep my distance and went a few weeks without hooking up with her. Then one day she called me up and said in her normal voice that she had something important to tell me, but that she wanted to do it in person. It sounded grave. I told her to meet me at my place after I got off work. I silently freaked out during my shift, wondering if she was going to tell me she was pregnant or found out she had an STD or something. All of those times fucking without a condom! I was cursing my dick and steeling myself for the worst.

It was a morning shift at my job so my roommates were gone when I got back to my apartment in the middle of the day.  She buzzed my bell shortly after I got home and I went to let her in.  I opened the door and was immediately caught off guard; she was wearing a knee-length sun dress and had a purse and her hair in a braid--usually she wore jeans, backpack, and a ponytail. My roommates and I had no furniture (literally) so I sat her down in the living room on a milk crate and got her something to drink.  Standing in front of her, I got right to it and asked her what she wanted to tell me.

She looked at her feet like she was embarrassed and started talking in the voice. She said that she had come over to tell me that her pussy "belonged" to me. She told me that she made her other partners use protection because she wanted to save her raw pussy for my dick, saying no one had ever fucked her as hard as I did or went as deep in her pussy as I did. She told me that I could fuck anyone else I wanted to--she didn't care how many partners I had or what our relationship was like--she just wanted the raw dick again.

I speechless: this was not what I expected. My cock swelled rapidly as I listened to her, and it was clear to me that I was going to bang her out again. After she finished talking, I wordlessly took her hand and led her over to the wall between the living room and kitchen. I turned her around and she assumed the position, hands on the wall in front of her.  I lifted her dress up and pulled her panties down and I fucked her hard like that: raw in my living room against the wall with her ponytail wrapped around my hand. When it was time to finish, I came in her mouth.

Time went on and we both had other partners and hooked up less and less. There was this one guy she started hanging out with who started insisting on calling himself her boyfriend...she told me it had to do with the blowjob rule. As circumstances would have it, my lease ended right around the time my friend was moving out of her place so I ended up taking over his room for a few months. We had initially agreed when I moved in that our thing had run its course, but the truce was broken just a few days into me living there. It was morning, we were both in the kitchen making breakfast and she gave me a hug. She was wearing an oversized t-shirt and panties and nothing else. The hug lasted a little too long and I could feel her body against mine and it felt like she was naked. I pitched a tent in my pajama bottoms that was impossible to hide, so I didn’t try.  Her bedroom was right off the kitchen so we took it in there, unprotected as always.

I lived there for 6 months and during that time, I had to suffer her "boyfriend" whenever he came over to our place. He was a total bore and beyond that he was a genuinely shitty guy, so I had no qualms about occasionally getting balls deep in her pussy with my large and raw uncut dick. After the 6 months her lease was up and then we both moved on.