Breaking a Dick? Yea, I Did That
Gavin thrust his long dick into my wet pussy, my slick walls gripping him tightly. He gazed down at where our bodies joined, watching my pink pussy lips swallow his veiny dick over and over.
I was vocalizing my pleasure unabashedly, crying out with each deep stroke of Gavin's dick inside me. "Yes, fuck me harder! Pound my little pussy!" I raked my nails down his back, the sting spurring him on.
Gavin obliged, snapping his hips furiously. I reached down and rubbed my clit frantically, feeling my climax starting to crest. My wet pussy clenched Gavin's cock rhythmically, milking him. “ You’re not cumming for me yet.”, Gavin whispered into her ear.
Changing positions, Gavin laid on his back, eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he watched me very enthusiastically bounce on his rock hard cock. My sexy big tits jiggled hypnotically every time my pussy swallowed his fat cock
I threw my head back, hands on Gavin's chest to support myself. "Unhh...your cock feels so fucking good!" I slammed myself down onto him over and over, coating his dick in all of my juices. Reaching back slowly rubbing his wet balls from my juices dripping down.
Below me, Gavin was transfixed by the sight of his slick, veiny wet dick disappearing into my stretched pink pussy as sweat dripped down in between my tits trickling down to my stomach and re-emerging over and over. My walls gripped him like a vice; he wouldn't last much longer.
Suddenly, I came with a guttural moan, my pussy clenching and pulsating hard on Gavin's cock. Gavin began grabbing my hips making me slide up and down his dick faster and faster to the point that his big dick slipped out and hit the inside wall of my sweaty thigh.
Gritting his teeth, Gavin immediately shoved his dick back into my warm soaking wet pussy. As he tried to power through losing momentum & looking as if he were going to pass out, I looked down at him with concern. "What's wrong, babe? Am I not doing it for you anymore?" I asked insecurity lacing my tone.
"N-no, you feel amazing. I just...something doesn't feel right," Gavin replied through labored breaths. I frowned and climbed off of him, reaching over to turn on the bedside lamp.
In the newfound illumination, the severity of the situation was stark. Gavin's dick was extremely swollen and not in a good way, bent at nearly a perfect 90-degree angle and bearing concerning colors of purples and blues.
Upon seeing the damage, Gavin absolutely lost it. "Oh my god, it's RUINED! I'm never gonna be able to fuck again!" He exclaimed, horrified.
Me, needing to snap him out of his spiraling panic, I hauled off and slapped the fuck out of him across the face. "Get it together, Gavin! We need to get you to the ER!"
The gravity of the injury sank in; Gavin numbly did as instructed, getting dressed and allowing me to lead him to the car. The emergency room staff took one look at the horrible bend in Gavin's dick before ushering him into a room. Exclaiming “This was only the second time they had seen this type of injury.”
The surgery to repair the severely ruptured cartilage in Gavin's dick was deemed successful, but came with a long, arduous healing process. I appointed myself his personal nurse, tirelessly doctoring and rewrapping the dressing on his mangled dick as Gavin screamed in pain at the top of his lungs.
Despite my devoted ministrations, the trauma loomed large. For almost a full year, we abstained from sex entirely, paranoid of causing another catastrophic injury. Only time would heal the profound emotional wounds this horrifying ordeal had inflicted on both of us.
