Ernie and The Magic Sex Pill - Sex Stories

Ernie and The Magic Sex Pill

... socks and shoes. She grabbed my balls and began a tappy-tappy little drumming game on them. Before I zoned out completely to the Little Drummer Girl cadence on my balls it came to me that if the stuff didn't work at least I wouldn't get whacked on the noggin again with my shoe . She started kissing me and grabbing for my dick now having stirred my balls up pretty good. It was still awful limp and I was getting worried. She was working my kinks out rubbing her 200 pounds of hot body on me and moaning. Now I'm a little shit of a guy, 5' 8" tall about 145 pounds soaking wet and a cock all out of proportion to my size. Tonya Stone one of the black gals I was fuckin' at the park once called me the white-boy dick who walks like a man. I figured that was a high compliment because I know for a fact her last black boyfriend had a sausage about 10" long that could have been used as an offensive weapon. So we're going at it now hot and heavy and I'm getting more worried. She wants to suck my cock but I wouldn't let her figuring if she saw how soft I was she'd get agitated. As a substitute I guess she figured one mouth or the other was better than none at all so she grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me down from her tits where I was worrying a nipple into complete collapse with my tongue, driving my face into her snatch. Oh God she smelled good. Another mystery of womanhood-Lilly's pussy always smelled like the rose garden at the Queen's Palace, fresh, sweet and succulent. Go ...

... figure. What the fuck? What happened? As soon as I started sucking her lips and smelling that pussy scent my dick sprang to attention like a bear trap popping shut! Fuckin'- A, it almost hurt it got so hard. Precum was pouring out the end. "Ready to get fucked Lilly?" “Please,” she said politely. For fear it would disappear as fast as it came alive I jumped up, positioned myself between her legs and yelled loudly, "Lilly! Proof of Cock-n-cept is landing in your hole!" I slammed my meat into her all the way to the hilt, starting bone her like a madman. Now Lilly was a big woman but she had one of the tightest vaginas I ever fucked. "Ernie, I says to myself," as I'm sunk to the hilt in this big gal, "tell me again why we're not over here fucking her all the time? She feels like some of the cherries you popped in high school." I rammed and twisted and sweated and pumped, Lilly came all over the place about three times and I was still firing away. She started to look a little glassy eyed and seemed to be losing her steam when it hit me, an orgasm as big as Niagra Falls, Old Faithful and The Eiffel Tower. "Oh my God Lilly, I'm dyin' in your arms girl, it's a hot fire-hose of cum pouring out of me, suck it in baby, suck it in." I collapsed on top of her and gasped. She was twittering and twitching and making those little happy-fuck noises women make after they get really hammered good and proper. And then there was silence. "Ernie." "Yeah." "Can we do that again?" We did until almost ...