This story is based in reality but is mostly fiction. It revolves around a story my ex gf wouldnt let go of.

My gf, let's call her Sherry, was a beautiful woman. She was a 5' 3" firecracker of a woman. An attractive woman that wouldn't back down from a challenge. She would show her 34C tits at any challenge or dare, but never made it a sexual thing, just casual fun.

We had become regulars at a bar near our home. Just a few houses down from where we lived. It was just easy, that became our home away from home. Regular people became our norms, and we felt comfortable there, the neighborhood growing younger as the original inhabitants died out or went to retirement homes.

My gf became my fiance and we quickly fell right in. She was an argumentative little spitfire, always having to be right. She was hot and she knew it. Way hotter than the regular women that went there. She was a former cheerleader for the local college as well as dance team member and knew how hot she was comparatively. But she was also on the cuter side. She wasnt gorgeous, she was hot, but to characterize her, she'd be on the hot side of cute.

This particular night started like any other, and we were drinking and watching TV with the rest of the regulars. However, a commercial came on for Adam and eve which prompted an argument. The commercial featured an 8" vibrator and many of the women had said they wanted one. My fiance, being one of the more vocal women said she needed one. That's when James spoke up and said she couldnt handle 8". She being the argumentative type, argued with him saying she needed more. He said he could prove otherwise and the group laughed and joked and shut it down.

I tried to put a stop to it by telling her that my almost 7 inches could feel the back of her, but she wasn't having it. She kept yelling that any grown woman could take any size dick and that guys were just overselling it. "We send babies out of there, you really think your dick is bigger than a baby?!?" This kept going on and on until James started hassling her about it. "You couldn't take this dick" he kept telling her, in a joking manner. And over and over, she kept bragging that she could easily take him. Finally we pointed out that there was a porn store just a block and a half away, and I said that tomorrow, we could stop by and try out a big dildo on her.

That wasn't good enough for John. He wanted her to try one his size and made sure to mention that he was 10 inches. And that she had to take one 10" and had to take it balls deep. Obviously, people were skeptical that he was that big, despite a girl he hooked up with being there and arguing in his favor, but he was adamant. I mentioned again the fact that there was the porn store just down the road and could go there the next day and find a dildo that was a similar size. He kept arguing more and more that she needed it to be his size until he broke me down and started having me believe that she needed the real deal. He then pointed out the fact that we lived closer than the porn store and could find out that night if she could take that size.

With the crowds' backing, he suggested we walk home and see how deep she could take him. They kept chanting "do it! Do it!" So we finished our beers and we were off to see whether or not she was right, that any female could naturally take any sized male. We walked home laughing and joking like we would any night, not really making note that he was about to have his dick inside her.

Once inside, things were a bit awkward, she had never before had such a casual and almost transactional hookup situation. I broke the silence with "uhhh I would feel better if there wasn't any kissing." And being that this was "just to see if she could take his size" they both agreed. She asked him about condoms and he didn't have any, but he pointed out that since he was just putting it in for depth, and wouldn't be finishing, that he wouldn't need any. That made enough sense to me and he unceremoniously dropped his shorts revealing a soft, thick cock that could easily be mistaken for a pale cucumber. He started stroking himself as he asked where she wanted to do it. "Ummm I guess on the couch?" She then hiked up her skirt and removed her thong, briefly showing her recently shaved pussy.

She laid down on our couch as he kneeled between her legs. Then he rubbed his cock head up and down her pussy before finding the hole and pushing in. Obviously he didn't get far as there was no foreplay, but he pushed his head in and as she slowly opened up for him, he took what she gave. His huge cock sliding in and out, slowly going deeper, she started to moan as he made progress. Honestly I wasn't really expecting that. That just the process of him working himself in would make her excited. It seems obvious in hindsight, but at the time it was a little surprising. He got a little more than halfway in and she grunted. "I hit her cervix" he said. "Seriously? Already?" I asked. "Give it a bit, she can go deeper, as she gets more aroused and more used to it, she'll take more." He still had another 4 or so inches to go at this point.

He pushed his dick in harder, making her wince. Then he began jamming it into her and started making progress again. She would grunt at each thrust and was determined to take it all but the progress slowed with an inch and a half or so left. "I think that's it" he said, slamming his cock head against her cervix a few more times, causing her to whimper. "I win" he said to her with a smug grin. "No... I uhhh... I can take more" he jammed his cock head against her cervix again, "yeah I doubt that." But she insisted he keep trying. He kind of shrugged and just started fucking her. This wasn't what I had expected, but it's what it turned into. He was fucking her into the couch as she had her first orgasm. Her abs started flexing and her face looked like she was in pain but she let out a long moan giving away what was really happening.

He leaned back and grabbed her ankles and continued his assault on her pussy and it wasn't long before she had her second... Then her third. He wasn't any closer to going balls deep and she was almost continuously orgasming. She looked like she was drugged and didn't know where she was. Finally he leaned back in and started pumping faster and by now she was so loud she was almost screaming when he finally groaned and started filling her with cum. He twitched and pumped a few more times, getting out as much as he could into her before pulling out, unleashing a torrent of cum onto the couch.

Her orgasms, however, didn't stop there. She continued to shake and groan, her left leg particularly was violently spasming. And just when we thought it was over, she would go into another round of moaning and shaking. It slowly began to fade and she tried to get up before falling on the floor and shaking again. " Dude, I think you broke her." To which he just smirked and said "yeaaahhh" he then pointed out that he still had more than an inch of his dick that was dry.

As she started to come back to earth, she started to get up, using the couch as leverage, but had to stop halfway up as another aftershock hit her. I asked if she was ok and she replied "yeah, just fine, no problem" but as she finally stood up straight, she had to hang on to me as another orgasm took it's hold. Afterward, she brushed her hair out of her face, and said she's ready to go back to the bar. I didn't think it was a good idea but she insisted. She left her thong laying on the floor and headed for the door.

I had to hold her by the waist the whole way back to the bar, not because she was drunk, but because those aftershock orgasms kept returning. 4 on the walk back alone. I had always managed to give her multiple orgasms, but not like this. She almost collapsed several times from it. When we finally arrived, it was clear she just had sex. Her hair and clothes were in disarray, and I had just noticed there was cum running down the inside of her leg.

She was getting teased and James was getting high fives and congratulations as he recounted how well he proved his point. She ordered another drink and had several more orgasms at the bar as people gave her shit. She complained about not being in control of her body, despite it feeling good. Several guys kept their phones out to record her continuing orgasms, which mildly annoyed me. Little did I know, this was only the beginning.