“I think we have our answer then. Why is it that hard to say? I mean we both know this already, it’s kind of why we’re having this conversation right now. If Jake couldn’t get you off so well none of this would have happened, right?”
“Yeah, okay you’re right. It doesn’t make me feel any better about it though. I didn’t want to still crave the sex I had with Jake, I only wanted you.”
“Yeah I get that. What were we talking about anyway, that’s right, you measuring Jake’s cock. So how did you go about measuring him? Did you take out your school ruler?”
“No, I took my mom’s sewing tape with me to Jake’s place one afternoon.”
“You actually planned to measure him up. You were curious weren’t you?”
“I was. Hold on a moment.”
With that Katie sprang from the bed and ran out of the room. About a minute later she returned, sewing tape in hand along with a pencil.
“What, do you want to measure me up now?”
“If I remember correctly Dr Forsyth said we would need to measure you up for the penis sleeves, correct?”
“Yes, I already did it though and have ordered a few.”
“You did that without me?”
“Well sorry, I didn’t realize that taking the measurements of my erect dick was that important to you.”
“No, I meant ordering the sleeves. If it is for my pleasure, don’t you think you should have included me with that?”
“Well, okay probably. My bad.”
With that Katie gave my dick a light slap with her fingers.
“Hey! Be gentle. It wasn’t his fault.”
Katie smiled back up at me.
“I need him to get hard.”
“Well, you might want to try stroking him instead.”
“You know that I measured Jake with this very sewing tape.”
“How can you know that? Your mom has probably bought another tape since you were in high school.”
“No this is it, I marked it with a felt tipped pen when I measured him, and the markings are still here.”
“Do you think your mom knows what those markings were for each time she has used it since?”
Katie giggled. “God, I hope not.”
“So, are you going to tell me or just keep me in suspense?”
“I want to measure you first.”
“You trying to give me another inferiority complex?”
“Oh god no, sorry I didn’t think.”
“It’s okay Katie, I was joking. My dick is not going to grow any bigger and you’re the one that has to get pleasure from it so..”
“Okay, I was worried there for a second.”
Katie moved up and gave me a kiss. One of those nice slow ones, then whispered to me with a sexy voice.
“Can I still measure you then?”
“You need to finish getting me hard first, how about another kiss?”
With that Katie gave me a far more sensuous kiss this time, our tongues dancing together in each other’s mouths. That and the gentle stroking of my dick did the job and I was hard for a second time tonight.
“Okay that’s rock hard now, you ready for me to do this?”
“Go ahead.”
“Do you want it in inches and metric too?”
“Sure, knock yourself out.”
Katie moved down the bed and got up close and personal with my little friend, placing the tape at the bottom then rolling it out to the tip.
“Five and one-eighth inches long”
Katie marked the sewing tape with the pencil and then flipped the tape over and did it again for each measurement.
“Exactly thirteen centimeters. Now for the girth.”
She then wrapped the tape measure around my dick.
“Four and three-eighth inches around. Eleven centimeters around. Is that roughly average for guys Greg?”
“Probably on the smaller side of average if we’re being honest.”
“Okay, but I love all five and one-eighth inches of it.”
Katie then leaned forward and took me in her mouth, and then instantly took all five and one-eighth inches to the base. I let out a groan of appreciation.
“You like it when I swallow all of it don’t you?”
“Oh fuck yes, that feels so good having it all in your mouth.”
With that Katie did it again, then lifted her head up giggling at me.
“Okay do you want to know what Jake’s measurement are?”
“Oh, that’s right I almost forgot where this stated” I said mockingly.
Katie looked along the tape measure for the two markings.
“Okay here are his markings. He was just a bit longer than he was around.”
Katie then showed me the tape, and I could see the two markings made. I looked at the measurements where the lines were.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me, right?”
“No it’s correct. I measured him like four times. It was so much bigger than what the other girls were saying about their boyfriends that I didn’t think I was doing it properly. So now you know why I had trouble with it. His head was even wider than his shaft where I measured so it would be even thicker again.”
“Ten inches long?”
“Just under if you look closely. He is also eight inches around. He is really thick. It kind of makes him not look as long as he is, being so thick.”
I looked over the other side of the tape measure, that equated to about 25 centimeters in length and over 20 centimeters in girth.
“Alright I have no idea how you ever managed to fuck something that big. He would be bigger than most porn stars.”
“You think so? Some of those black guys are pretty fucking huge.”
“He would at least be right up there with some of the bigger ones I’m assuming. That’s fucking crazy, and you were fucking that cock three times a day in high school?”
Katie just nodded.
“I see why he left a big hole in you when you broke up, about eight inches around.” We both laughed at that.
“Stop it, you better not start with the whole cavern pussy thing on me, I got that for years from Rachel and Simone, to the point where it pisses me off now.”
“No I won’t but fuck me, I think I’m going to need to order some more penis sleeves. The ones I ordered might be too small.”
“Stop it Greg, I’m sure they’ll be fine.”
“Okay is there anything else you want to talk about tonight? Are you going to tell me you have an itch for a big dildo right now?”
“No, not yet. I went three years without anything, I’m sure I can go a bit longer.”
“Are you saying you didn’t sleep with anyone at all during our time apart? Not even a one night-stand?”
“No, none. I didn’t even use my dildo’s. I did use the little vibrator you bought me though a few times on my clit. A woman has needs after all.”
“Wow, okay I knew you didn’t have a relationship while we were apart, but I thought that maybe you had something going on.”
“Nope three years without any cock, real or fake.”
“Is that why you were able to cum with me that first time, because it was your first time in three years?”
“I don’t know. I think it was more to do with the emotions of the moment though. How much I had wanted you, to be with you, and then you reminding me about our first time, and then telling me you wanted me to slowly fuck you, to make love to you, to make you mine again.”
“You get off on the mindfuck don’t you? Is that part of it for Jake, that you have to submit to him to be able to handle a cock that size?”
“Yes. I don’t know why but I struggle to get off without it during sex.”
“So maybe if I talk nasty with you during sex to get you going you might cum more.”
“I’m not sure, but feel free to try it.”
“But the submission does get you off? Should I maybe tie you down or handcuff you or something?”