DAUGHTER’S EX HAS A HUGE COCK

I married quite young…almost right out of high school. Within a year, I had a daughter, and things were OK for about six years…not so great for about eight more. Once the utopian lens of high school fell away, I realized I had married too early, and hadn’t really enjoyed some of life’s experiences yet….and that the guy I had chosen for a husband wasn’t really much of a catch after all.

I had been married for about fourteen years when I finally got divorced, and I immediately felt a tremendous release ….free to get a little wild and try new things ….which, for me, meant constantly looking for the next big dick. In my mid-thirties, I was still a very attractive woman, with long blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a very shapely body. But my most noticeable characteristic was definitely my soft, bouncy 34DD tits that always captured the attention of every man…and several women….in any room I entered ….and now, I was able to take advantage of it.

I dated….and fucked….a lot once I was divorced….never really staying with one guy for more than a few months. I really enjoyed the ‘chase’….finding another good looking guy to seduce, and the joy….or disappointment….of finding out what he was packing between his legs. I realized fairly quickly that I was a bit of a size queen…and I was happy to own it. My ex-husband wasn’t all that big….maybe about 6”….and once I was freed from our marriage, I reveled in getting my hands on as many big cocks as I could find.

My daughter, Alisa, was in her teens when I started my crazy dating period, and I didn’t really try to shield her from all the guys I was fucking. She took this as a green light to start fucking her classmates in high school, and….since she took after me in the looks and big boobs department….she had plenty to choose from. I was so caught up in my bed-hopping, that I even let her ‘entertain’ her boyfriends in her room when they came to the house. I could hear them fucking through her closed door, so it wasn’t a secret what they were up to….I just couldn’t see being a hypocrite about not letting her fuck around when I was always in search of the next big cock to suck on or shove into my pussy. In a strangely intimate bonding paradigm, we even occasionally swapped stories about size and skill when it came to the guys we were fucking.

The summer before her senior year, Alisa seemed to settle on dating Jay, a guy in one of her classes at school. She seemed fairly taken with him, and ….when we talked about such things….she always raved about his big, thick cock, and how great it felt pounding in and out of her pussy ….I guess my daughter was a bit of a size queen, too. Since Jay spent plenty of time at our house….and much of that time in Alisa’s bedroom ….I could tell from the noises filling the hallway that Alisa was definitely getting her crank turned….occasionally multiple times during a single visit.

Early in her senior year, Alisa surprised me by saying she’d broken up with Jay, and was now dating Trevor. I thought it was interesting, but didn’t really think about it much ….I suspected Alisa was a bit like me….always looking to change it up and see what else was out there.

Although Alisa seemed quite enamored with Trevor, she sometimes let it slip during our mother/daughter moments that she really loved Trevor, but sometimes she missed her ex-boyfriend’s big cock. She said that Trevor had a decent sized penis, and he usually made her cum, but she liked the sense of fullness and satiation she got when Jay was slamming his prick into her pussy. I couldn’t help but smile and empathize with her, because I totally knew where she was coming from.

About four months after Alisa and Jay broke up, I happened to be at the gas station a few blocks from my house, when Jay happened to pull up to the pump next to mine. He got out and started to pump his gas, then noticed me leaning against my car and came over to say ‘hi’.

As it turned out, I had been in a slight dry spell with respect to dates and fucking for about a month, or so, and the first thing that went through my mind when I saw Jay was that Alisa said he had a big cock. I reflexively checked out his crotch as he walked over to where I was waiting for my tank to fill, and smiled to myself as I acknowledged that my daughter was a good judge of dick size.

Jay was wearing loose basketball shorts and a t-shirt, and as I focused on the bulge in his pants, I could see the clear outline of a thick shaft ….and even the shape of his mushroom shaped head ….tucked down one leg of his shorts ….swaying slightly as he made his way over to where I stood.

Jay joined me leaning against the back fender of my car and said, “Hi, Mrs. Bartlett ….wow, you look really nice.”

I was wearing a short, flare skirt and a midriff halter top that tied at the nape of my neck ….which did nothing to restrain my heavy, jiggling boobs, so I wasn’t at all surprised that Jay noticed my outfit.

“Hi, Jay ….I haven’t really been Mrs. Bartlett for almost four years, so it’s probably best if you called me Viki.”

Jay chuckled and, struggling to keep his eyes off my stiff nipples poking through my top, said, “OK ….Viki….uhhh ….you look great. Kind of funny running into you like this.”

“I know….I haven’t seen you around for a while.”

He nodded and said, “Yep, Alisa and I broke up a few months ago. I think she’s dating Trevor now.”

I surreptitiously checked out the impressive tent in his pants, which seemed to be growing as he ogled my swaying breasts and nipple bumps.

Pulling my eyes away from his crotch, I smiled up at him and said, “Yeah, I heard about that….so, are you dating anyone new?”

He blushed slightly and shrugged his shoulders, then said, “Yeah, I get together with a girl from school, and another one from work, but nothing serious.”

I chuckled and reached a hand down to pat the stiffening rod pushing against his shorts and said, “Is this guy getting enough action?”

Jay blushed even redder, then stammered a bit, and said, “I-I…uh…well…yeah….I guess.”

I noticed that his cock jerked slightly when I tapped it with my hand, and immediately started to grow even longer down the leg of his shorts.