My goddess has a fascination with penises. She relishes them. Loves to see them grow. Even loves more to see them stretched at full height, bobbing, if possible. And she likes to be in control of them. Loves to tease them, fondle them, rub them, lick them. Yes, them.
The first time we made love, she overwhelmed me with attention to my cock. She held it. Gently fondled it. Licked it. Admired it. Excited it. Over and over again for a long time. I fell in love with her between my legs cuddling my cock.
It is not just mine, however. It’s mine and other men who submit to her will or who just strike her fancy. There was the time she made me watch her suck off the 14” cock of a Serbian giant man. He’s a regular now. I’d call him a friend but we hardly ever talk. And the time she took on the entire night crew at our favorite bar. Every time we go back, the staff asks her to stay until closing again but we only do it occasionally.
I do not mind her devotion to the altar of other men because I know I am her rock. The place she can depend on for support and comfort and kindness. And I, in turn, get my share. Deferred, delayed, long lasting – the way I like it. She wants to take it farther now, and has told me that she is going to fuck the Serb the next time he is over. She has asked n=me if I would consider sucking a cock for her, too. Not sure I’m going to like this.
For more stories by Rushmore Judd:https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/Rushmore