MICRO MONDAY
I Rode His Giant Cock
And I survived to tell the tale
It was the middle of July, and I was visiting Amarillo, Texas on secret government business. As I am a well known US politician from the northeast, and this is of an explosive tale of dust, dirt, sweat and gigantic cocks, it is probably best to leave out any identifying features. Or maybe it’d help me win the next election. You never know — scandal sells, but modesty prevails.
Today is definitely a scorcher, but sometimes a politician has to get down and dirty for support and for votes. I pulled up to the oil baron’s cattle ranch, but he was unavailable for the meeting. His lead hand, a powerhouse of a man, sent his boss’ apologies, and promised to show me a good time since I had driven all the way out to the ranch.
We went on a tour of the ranch, where the hunk revealed all the beautiful sights, including the prize holstein cattle. But we left the most amazing sight to the end, when he took me around the end of the bunkhouse, and unveiled his enormous prize winning cock.
It was hard to describe this magnificent cock, but I didn't waste anytime examining it before I climbed on top of it, and was riding it for all my worth. It was far too big to ride for long, so I had to get off pretty quickly or risk internal damage.
“My god,” I gasp for air, as I dismount his ridiculously gigantic cock. “How did you ever grow a chicken this big? And how big a pan do you need to fry him with?”
“Everything’s bigger in Texas,” was his only reply.
“I bet,” I said, eyeing the bulge in his pants. Dropping to my knees, I slowly unbuttoned his 501s, and while looking him square in the eye, pulled his enormous cock out of his jeans. With a single gulp, learned in the senate backrooms, I swallowed his tool whole. After having corporate sponsorship bills shoved down my throat for years, a twelve inch cock was nothing to my gag reflex. He pumped his hips with a growl, as I squeezed his balls the same way I squeeze the taxes out of poor folk like you. With a long, guttural grunt of satisfaction, he spewed his cum directly down my throat.
Without a look back, I stood up, adjusted my business suit, and returned to my limousine.
Another satisfied constituent. I’ll have to phone the wife and let her know about the big cocks down in Texas. When she isn’t sucking my dick, she likes to take a ride on a gigantic cock. It’s definitely worth the watch.
Emily (Little Miss Right Now) isn’t interested in later. Gotta live for the moment; for right now. Read her stories, cause it’s as close as you’re gettin’! The local preacher man used to call her a sinner, while he boned her hard, but when there’s no future, how can there be sin? You can follow her on Twitter @MicroEmily.
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