My name is Júlia. I never would have thought something like this could happen. I’m a woman who loves sex, and I don’t have many problems sleeping with my boyfriends and even my casual hookups. I’m also very open about talking about sex with everyone. Friends, girlfriends, cousins, classmates... But not with Thiago. Never in my life did I imagine it. We’ve been friends for 5 years already, ever since I started technical school. I graduated from the Technical Course in Computer Science. I live in Juiz de Fora and I’m 19 years old. After the course ended, I kept talking to most of my classmates, including Thiago. He was always a bit of a player too. But everything he said about sex was always in a joking tone.

I hooked up with several guys from CTU, and I even dated one of them. And he was the only one I actually slept with. I wasn’t all that popular, because I’m not some gorgeous woman. I’m thin, about 1.69 meters tall, and redheaded, with long hair, though not very straight. I’ve never liked my body much, although it isn’t ugly either. What I like most about myself are my legs, which are sturdy, though not very muscular. I hate my breasts. I think they’re way too small. I’m even kind of cute, though I’m no beauty queen. Well-shaped nose, a slightly big mouth, sharp eyes, high forehead, but I wear braces that for four years have been ruining whatever beauty someone might try to find in my face. Some people like them, think they’re cute. I think they’re awful.

But back to the subject. The classmates always went out together, sometimes to nightclubs, but mostly to little bars. We drank a lot. Not me so much. But I can’t say it was little either. We were very close and there was a certain complicity between us. I won’t bother telling you about the other classmates, because I don’t think it’s necessary. But our conversations ranged from football and cars to gossip and, obviously, sex. One person would be telling about their adventures from the previous weekend, another talking about some porn movie they’d watched, or heated debates about other topics, like adultery, oral sex, etc. Sex talk wasn’t the most frequent thing in the world, but when it happened, it was hard to stop. Thiago talked about these things normally, neither too shy nor too forward. But he always said one thing in a joking tone: “I’ve got a huge dick, only a few women can handle it.” We all died laughing, because it was a joke. I never gave it much importance. I never even mentioned it to the girls when we talked among ourselves. But at least five times I remember him saying that, with pretty long intervals between each time. Like I said before, I never paid much attention to it.

In the meantime, I had several boyfriends, slept with lots of people, tried many things. I really like having sex, ever since my first time, at fifteen, with my second boyfriend. A lot of opinions changed in my head, I started college, met new people, went out a lot, traveled, etc. And so, almost two years have passed since I left CTU. We kept going out a lot. Like last time, just last week, when we went to a little bar in a shopping mall downtown. It wasn’t a great bar or anything. But it was very crowded, because it was near the food court. We were at wooden tables and chairs, drinking draft beer, talking and watching the movement in the mall, which on Saturdays is packed. The group wasn’t complete. It was me, Thiago, Letícia and Carlos, who are dating, and Vanessa. We talked a lot, watched a Michael Jackson clip that was playing on the bar TV, ate two portions of codfish fritters, and as always the conversation turned to sex. At one point, as could not be otherwise, Thiago commented once again on the size of his tool. I didn’t pay it much mind, as always. We all just laughed a lot. It was getting a little late and Letícia and Carlos left, because they were getting ready for a birthday party. Vanessa, Thiago and I stayed talking a little longer until our friend left.

I was already in the mood to go too. I was just going to finish the portion and the last bottle of beer, and Thiago was going to take me home, as he always does. I still don’t drive, and he, being older, has had his license for a year and takes everyone home whenever he can. We were watching TV and MTV Erótica was on. That got us talking about sex again. The topic being discussed on the show was adultery. I told him I’d never cheated on any boyfriend of mine, but that when I started wanting someone else, I ended things right away. Conversation after conversation, he said he had already slept with a married woman, and that she had been very satisfied, because the size of his cock was much bigger than her husband’s. That got us into the subject. I said it didn’t matter, that it was nonsense, and he, always in a joking tone, kept repeating that it was enormous, and that any woman who said otherwise had never tried it. I always said, also joking, that he was lying. That it must be a little worm, really. I said that again, and he kept bragging that it was colossal. Then I said, “Let me see the little worm, then.” He got a little embarrassed, but I insisted: “Come on, let me see it, or I won’t believe you.” He said he wasn’t going to show me and that he had to go. I didn’t argue much and we gathered our things so he could take me home.

We talked normally in the car, about traffic and other trivial stuff. We went up the avenue that leads toward my house and, as we passed the park, which is a little before my house, instead of continuing, he turned in. I questioned him, but he said, “Let’s go to the park. I haven’t been here in ages.” I said, “Cool!! I haven’t passed through here in ages either.” It was a little deserted, even though it was still daytime (because of daylight saving time), and he parked the car in a corner. But then he turned off the engine and just stared at me. I asked what was wrong and he said, “Weren’t you dying to see the little worm?” I hadn’t even been thinking about that, but then I repeated, “Oh yeah, you dodged the subject earlier. Show me if you’re a man. Otherwise I won’t believe it.” I didn’t even care whether he was going to show me or not. I’m a bit reckless like that. Then he unzipped and pulled the “little worm” out.

I never thought this would happen, but seeing that gave me an uncontrollable horniness. It was really big. Quite long. It wasn’t unusually thick, because that’s rarer than people think. But it was thick enough. It had some prominent veins running across it, and a head that matched the size of the shaft.

The sight of him holding that cock left my mouth watering, literally. I knew something was going to happen. Because like I said, I’m pretty hot-blooded, and when I have nothing to lose, I go for it. But for the moment, things were still lukewarm. I only said, “Damn, it really is big.” He was a little nervous and said, without much confidence, “Want to grab it?” I nodded yes and slowly took hold of that pulsing shaft. He was nervous and trembling a little. I, not being stupid, started jerking him off slowly, hiding and revealing that big head. Nothing like the sight of a beautiful cock to drive a woman crazy.

It was a different situation for me, but I thought there’d be no harm in sleeping with Thiago there. We were both unattached and had always been friends. I had nothing to lose. So he took off his shorts and said he wanted to stroke my ass too. I turned a little and he ran his hand over my little ass, which was already prickling with so much lust. My panties were already soaking wet. He said, like a frightened boy, “Let’s fuck, let’s?” I don’t know why he said that. It was obvious we were going to fuck. I don’t know why men feel the need to say it out loud. But all right, I understand he was nervous and it was a different situation for him too. The car was a little cramped, a Fiat Uno, but in the back seat we’d be able to do something. I got myself positioned and climbed into the back seat, and he, squeezing between the two front seats, managed to get back there somehow. Thiago is a normal-looking guy. He’s 20 years old, dark-skinned (the thing I find most attractive about him), 1.80 tall, skinny, but with a toned little body. He has a mischievous look and a way about him that makes him seem like he’s still 13, even though he isn’t immature. He’s a little playboy, and on that occasion he was wearing one of those hideous floral shorts. But that’s fine, that doesn’t matter. He was already naked anyway. And what caught my attention most was that giant cock pointing straight ahead, and that in a little while would be tearing my insides apart.

It had to be quick, after all, we were in a public place. For his happiness, I was wearing a beige cloth dress that fell a little above the knee, sandals, and loose panties. Once in the back seat, he sat down with that hard-on pointing up and put me on top of him, facing him, hugging me and stroking my back. We were both panting and barely kissed. We just touched each other a lot. He had thin but strong arms and held me easily. He lifted my dress and tore off my panties, since they were annoyingly refusing to come off my body. Then he positioned that shaft at my already slippery pussy and started sliding it in little by little. I’ve had a few cocks in my life. I’ve been fucked in many ways, which helped a little. But whenever you run into a bigger cock, the struggle is real. It burned, burned a lot, but the pleasure was greater. The sensitive spots of my pussy were being rubbed harder. It really felt like I was being torn apart. Obviously, he couldn’t get all of it in, but he filled me the way fingers fill a glove. I begged him for God’s sake not to start pumping yet, because I had to get used to it. He said, “I know, my horny girl, I’m used to it already.” I waited a little while, as he squeezed my ass hard. I was braced against the seat, because I couldn’t let all my weight fall onto that cock. Otherwise it would rip my womb apart. I relaxed as much as I could and little by little he started pushing me up and down. There is no greater pleasure than that. To be taken in the hands of a man who sits you on his cock and lifts you up and down on it. Even more so when the cock in question is enormous. Because it gives a little shove up against the cervix that is an immense turn-on. He held me by the ass and I went up and down with more and more force. I let out hysterical little screams in his ear, because I couldn’t be heard in the park. I came faster than I ever had before. I was wide open, sitting on that cock, and my liquid, which doesn’t come out in huge amounts, dirtied a little of the seat in his car. Then he grabbed me by the waist and fucked me harder, making almost all of his dick go in. He stayed silent. He didn’t call me a slut, or anything like that from those idiotic stories. Some men are like that. I actually liked it, because it gave me the impression of more virility.

A little later he spread my legs wider and positioned himself a little lower. He’d been inside me for about fifteen minutes already, without pulling out. In that movement where I opened my legs, I felt phenomenal pleasure and came again. I’d never managed to cum twice in a row so fast. Then he lifted me and took me off his cock, which was still hard, pointing at the sky. He was without a condom, my crazy fault, I hadn’t even remembered. Then he pointed that cock at me, jerked it a little, and shot out two loads of cum. One hit the front seat of the car, the other landed on my leg and ended up on the floor of the Fiat. He came a little more in smaller spurts, and then lay back to rest. I was dead tired too. We stayed there, not saying anything. I said, “Wow, Thiago, what an incredible thing you’ve got between your legs, huh?” He said, “Letícia thinks so too.” “Seriously!!!! Letícia has already tried it too? But she’s so tiny? Didn’t it hurt? Because with me it hurt like hell at first.” “Yeah, it was painful for her too, we had to be more patient, but with a lot of lube and calm, we managed to get it in just right, hehe.” We laughed and I said, “Who would’ve thought, Letícia!! I would never have imagined.” “I’m telling you, you women can’t see a big cock without wanting to try it.” I laughed and said, “Stop being silly! Let’s go, it’s already dark.” He wiped my leg with his shirt and put his shorts back on. Things changed a little between us. We went back home talking about the fuck, but kind of awkwardly. He said I had a very nice ass to squeeze. I gave him a little tap on the shoulder: “Stop being silly!!”

When we got to my building, he kissed me on the mouth and I said, “Look, there’s nothing between us, right? It was just an adventure.” He said, “Cool!!! I got it!” I got out of the car and he still ran his hand over my ass, saying, “Sweet little ass.” I laughed and gave him the middle finger. He drove off and I quickly went up the building stairs, got home, and went straight to the bathroom. There was no one home, but I have to take precautions, right? After all, my panties were still torn in Thiago’s car. (laughs) I took a shower, washed my whole body, including my pussy, which was still hurting a little from the sheer size of my friend’s rod. Soon after, I lay down and slept like I hadn’t slept in a long time, because I was exhausted. After all, it had been a “big” day!!

Júlia