Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter One

... first photo to a folder named Making U Happy, I clicked on the second photo. It was a picture of his limp cock, about five inches in length and relatively thin in girth. "Interesting," I said as I studied the photo again.

We both knew what the third photo would show, but when I opened it, I gasped. As expected, it was a picture of his erect cock; taken by someone else from the side. It showed not only his cock but also his body from the waist down to just below his scrotum. The distinct tan lines proved that J wears a Speedo when tanning. His cock had nearly doubled in size, rock hard, and standing proudly above his ball sack. It had a, for lack of a better word, a graceful curve which caused the sheathed head to touch his belly barely. Beneath the flesh of his uncircumcised cock, the outline of his corona was clearly visible.

I giggled as I studied his cock, then thought, "I can imagine that sliding inside my throat when I sixty-nine him."

If Paul weren't sitting next to me, I would already be typing my reply to J. His slick message, handsome looks, and beautiful curving cock had piqued my interest. I could only save the picture to his folder for now, but I knew he would get a reply later tonight.

Paul sat back in his chair and then said something very odd, "I wouldn't mind watching you fuck him."

"Really!" I exclaimed, making a mental note that Paul might enjoy watching me have sex with another man.

The third message was from a member called "Chocolate ...

... Thunder." I think we both knew what that meant. As I opened the letter, I thought about having an affair with a black man. I had fantasized about it but always felt that it would be taboo. But then again, a hard cock is a hard cock regardless of the color, and what I want most right now is the most enormous hardest cock I could find.

The subject line was short and to the point. It read, "No woman has been able to throat me yet."

In the body, he continued with that thought, "Could you be the first?"

"Oh boy," Paul said as I clicked the photo to open it.

I instantly understood what he said, his large hand was wrapped around the shaft at the base, and what extended from his fist had to be another eleven inches of very black cock. The shaft was covered with a matrix of blood-engorged veins that made him look even harder. Of the three men who had shared their cock pictures, Chocolate Thunder had the biggest cock head, and the corona, which was a slightly lighter color, made the top of his cock look like a mushroom. This photo was taken as he climaxed, a long strand of thick white cum dangled down from the tip.

"That's one huge fuckin cock," I said.

Paul looked away from the massive cock and said: "I can't remember you ever talking like that before, but I have to admit I liked it."

I saved his photo to the CT file that I had created and sat back in my chair. "What do you think, Paul?" I asked.

"I think you need to be careful about this whole thing," he said, ...