I've gotten a lot of DMs asking if I’ve had my first hotwife experience yet and if my husband knows I'm on here. We’re still a long way from either of these things, I want to take things slowly.

I’ve also been asked if I’ve ever slept with a well-endowed man before, especially after I posted about the (accidentally) massive toy I recently bought. The truth is that I’ve only ever been with my husband in my adult life. There was, however, a fling I had in college that he’s still not aware of.

I met my husband during my senior year. Shortly before this, I briefly dated a guy named Chris for a few months. I met him through some mutual friends; he was smart, made me laugh, and he was extremely handsome. I didn’t have too many great experiences in college before this, so I jumped at the opportunity to be with a guy who checked most of my boxes.

Chris was an extremely okay boyfriend. Didn't open up to me very much, wasn’t a great listener, and I found him talking to other girls on two occasions. He’s not someone I'd want as a long-term partner and I’m glad our time together was short. However, I’d be lying if I said the physical aspect of our relationship wasn’t memorable.

For one, I’ve always been huge on foreplay; I had even shorter flings in college that I broke off because guys would always want to jump straight into the action.

Chris was different, he genuinely took his time with me. On top of being a great kisser, he’d put in the effort to pick me up, kiss me all over, and just get me excited. He was so committed to making me cum, his head would be buried between my thighs as long as it took for me to get off at least once. He knew when to suck on my clit, finger me simultaneously, and his large hands really nailed that “come hither” motion.

The foreplay and oral sex was amazing, he was truly selfless in bed and made me feel desired. The part that we had issues with was unfortunately one of the most unique things about him.

As you guessed from the title, Chris was an especially well-endowed man. I never actually measured him, but I've always described him to friends as the size of a small rolling pin. It made sense for his height and build that he was absurdly long, and extremely thick. Easily the biggest cock I'd ever seen, and will probably ever have in my life.

I wish I could write that we had incredible, steamy sex, and that would carry me and fuck me like a pornstar. It sucks to be a buzzkill but honestly, it was extremely uncomfortable and inconvenient for both of us. I know a lot of women on here talk about how amazing huge cocks are, and how bigger is always better. But that's their journey, and I'm on mine.

I am a petite, 5'3 lady who could literally shop in the kids' section and find clothes that fit. I have never been built to fit a horse cock inside of me, no thank you 😭

The first time we tried PIV penetration, he got maybe an inch inside of me before I felt shockwaves of pain and backed out. It was like my body was straight up rejecting him.

We tried again on a few other occasions. At first, every time, I would start bleeding and become sore after a few minutes. After one attempt that had the most success, I only lasted maybe 10 minutes, and I was sore for two days straight. I literally skipped class for one day because even walking was so uncomfortable.

Thankfully, Chris was a sweetheart and never got upset when I wasn't able to accommodate. Even though he was understanding, I still felt awful about it, so to make up for it, I would use my mouth on him as often and as thoroughly as I could.

He had always complained that blowjobs weren't that satisfying to him, which is a given. So, I was determined to give him the best blowjobs he'd ever receive from a girl.

In addition to being tight, I unfortunately have a small mouth, so the hardest part was stretching my jaw to accommodate him. There was unfortunately a lot of teeth at first (Sorry, Chris). But eventually, I honed my technique and made it a smooth process, end to end.

I was only able to fit a few inches in my mouth at the beginning. I kept pushing my gag reflex to take more and more every time until it felt natural when his cock hit the back of my throat.

It genuinely was so rewarding when I was able to make him cum, and even better when I did it for the first time with no hands. We started off just doing it in our dorms and finishing him into a towel, but occasionally I started blowing him in his car since one of us usually had roommates home.

The first time in his car, I met him after practice in the back of our stadium parking garage. After some hotboxing and making out, I started pulling down his shorts and fell into a flow state. Just solely focused on the physical sensations in my mouth, sucking all his girth and massaging with my tongue.

When he was close, I heard his deep voice moaning "Shit, I'm going to cum", and I faintly felt his body frantically turning, trying to find some napkins in his car. I was still extremely high and lost in my duties, so it didn't even register to me until I felt warm liquid filling my mouth. His cock started to twitch and buckle, I panicked and pulled him further down my throat in a naive attempt to swallow everything. I impressed myself by managing to down a couple mouthfuls, but it was too much for me.

Chris's hands were instinctively pushing my head down to try and contain his erupting load (Men, please do not do this). My gag reflex started to hit and I pushed off to release my mouth, but before I could finish swallowing, he kept going, spraying into my face and up through his car. Without thinking, I forced myself to swallow and shoved his cock back my mouth, gently sucking until he ceased, like I was capturing a wild animal. Leaning over in his lap and feeling this gentle giant, pulsating and stretching my mouth, still turns me on to think about 🤤

Once I felt I had drained his entire load, I slowly stroked while I looked up at him. He had looked like someone just sucked the soul out of his body, just completely exhausted 😂 Probably also thinking about the mess he'd have to clean up. I wiped my mouth off on my sleeve and gave him a deep kiss. We chilled for a little longer until he dropped me back off at my dorm.

I managed to get past the lobby, front desk, up 3 flights of stairs, said hi to some friends, and all the way up to my dorm, passing over a dozen other students.

The ENTIRE time, I still had drops of Chris dripping from my neck down to my cleavage, in my hair, and stained on my white tank top. I was mortified and prayed no one paid close enough attention 😭

This was the cost of trying to deepthroat a horse (or a firehose) in a dark car at night. This was also why I started bringing a tiny mirror everytime I'd see him.

So yeah, that was one of the most memorable nights I had with Chris. I'm proud of myself for pushing my limits and getting good at giving head! My husband is still reaping the rewards to this day.

Once again, we broke things off shortly after when I met my future husband. We still have mutual friends and keep in touch every so often.

Hope you enjoyed! I do love writing about stuff from my past, let me know if anyone wants to hear more from my college days 😊