My Ex Wife Hates Me But Still Told Her Friends About My Cock
Posted on Mar 08 2010I still like women who are older than me, even though I am now older and when I was you, I had a problem with this, they weren’t really interested in me. But one I got to know in the biblical sense really ended up hurting me, she was an artist, her name was Veronique. But one thing I do have to thank her for is letting everyone know what a huge penis I have.
It all started when we met in a Rockey Street bar, I was young and dumb as well as a bit “big city” struck. I met Veronique, and was immediately taken by this artist, we started going around a bit together and I really found myself wanting to get into her pants.
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After one of her locally held art shows, we all went back to her apartment, she had a whole cortege of followers, including me. We bought some jugs of wine and I had a local dope merchant get me some good Durban Poison.
Eventually we were all half drunk and half stoned and people began to wander off, leaving me alone with Veronique. This time she was open to my sexual advances. She was forbidden fruit too, because this was in South Africa during the apartheid era; I was white, she was colored.
We lit candles, poured in the bubble bath and began fucking in the bath, but on what seemed like a whim she decided she wanted to take photos of my huge hard on. I wasn’t keen, but she promised they would be kept private and be artistic so I relented.
Posing me how she wanted, she got the shots she needed and it actually turned me on, she assured me they would be private. By the time she returned to our fucking session I was rock hard and I just fucked her hard and selfishly, cumming like a young boy.
Next day came, and the next and Veronique did not want to see me again, I couldn’t get through to her that I wanted to see her again. She just hid behind her wolf pack and refused to see me. Feeling shunned and lost, I moped around for a few weeks, getting stoned and not doing much else. Then deciding to stop moping I went back to one of my favorite bars. The fact that it was the bar where I met Veronique was beside the point by then.
When I went up to the bar to order a drink, the resident barmaid, Shirley gave me a sly smile; shook her head at me and said “what a pretty cock you’ve got”. Wondering what was going on. She looked left and I followed her eyes, there was a huge blown up photo of me, naked and rock hard cock in close up detail hanging on the wall.
That bitch had sold me for money, and it had been there for 3 weeks while I had been moping over her. But I suppose I have her to thank, because I was never short of dates after that, and I never had to pay the bill.
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