Just about everybody has a Facebook page. I was commenting on my friend’s status one day and this funny ass dude was talking crazy to me, but I was talking crazy back to him. So he sent me a “Friend Request” and I accepted. I soon realized that he just talks crazy to everybody like that on Facebook. In the beginning he just seemed like someone who I could be friends with online and talk to in a “Friendly” manner. I really didn’t take him too seriously. At the time I was a member of this Facebook Group. We used to talk about all kind of freaky and crazy shit in that group. I decided to add him to the group. On one particular day it was picture day and he posted a picture of his dick and made it a “Special Delivery” for me. That shit was humongous! It scared me. But it was pretty, and black, and smooth. My view of him began to change almost instantly.
I sent him a text message and asked him if that was really his dick. He said, “Yes! What Nigga keeps a picture of another man’s dick in his phone?” I was relieved, afraid, and curious all at the same time. His dick looks so big that I am afraid to try it. What makes me want to try it is his personality. Talking to him on the phone is totally different from his Facebook posts. On Facebook, this fool has no kind of sense whatsoever. When I speak to him on the phone he has intelligence, he is funny as fuck, his life is an open book, and he tells me shit about himself that a lot of men would probably keep secret.
Now, a few weeks ago we began discussing sex. He told me about some of the things he likes to do and what he likes done to him. It didn’t take long to figure out that we like the same things. Yes, we are both some freaks. This fool is obsessed with fat asses. Well he MUST be if he is attracted to me. I have to be honest. I did send him a few pictures of my ass. It was only fair since he sent me footage of him in action. He was stroking his dick and fucking this big booty girl on the tapes. I was turned the fuck on. We’ve even had phone sex. I haven’t done phone sex since I was in High School. His voice and visuals were so seductive that I had to take out my purple rabbit and get it crackin’! It really felt like were fucking. I’ve been fantasizing about what it would be like to have that dick in real life ever since. I started a new job on the 20th of June. Everyday in training my mind drifts off to thoughts of a possible sexual encounter with him.
I fantasize about him kissing me on my neck and saying freaky shit in my ear. I wonder what it would be like to feel his warm mouth on the warm wet spot between my legs. I wanna rub his back and bald head while he fucks me missionary. I envision my legs over his shoulders while he pumps into my pussy slowly, pulling his dick all the way out until the tip of his head is the only part left inside of me and pushing it back in. I want to shove his face between my legs and have him raise up and kiss me so I can lick my juices off his beard and mustache. I feel like I need to squeeze him and feel his body shake as he busts a fat ass nut from the way that my pussy feels. He’s a freak…I’m sure he won’t mind.
If he reads this, he won’t be surprised. We’ve already shared these thoughts with each other. You may be wondering why I said I don’t think I have ever met him in person. I say that because he lives in the city I grew up in and we know some of the same people. Nope! I ain’t about to tell you his name. I ain’t gonna even tell you what he looks like. But whenever and IF ever we have an ACTUAL encounter, I may decide to share that with you all.
