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THE ADVENTURES OF LITTLE DICK - THE GRAND CANYON

Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: True Story, Author: cyrano, Rating: 86.2, Source: sexstories.com

out. Then there was a whole lotta shaking goin' on. See? All it took was a little focus. Three "Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!'s" later Lisa finally realized what it would take the close The Show. Her orgasms weren't going to do it. The Show goes on no matter how many orgasms a woman has, real or not. The only thing stopping The Show is MY orgasm. So, Lisa wrapped her legs around me and held me there until I brought down the curtain. Pillow Talk We layed there post coitus for what seemed like an hour. Finally... "I sorry it took so long. After three children I'm about as wide as the Grand Canyon. I'm thinking about vaginal rejuvenation." There you have it. We all have our fears and insecurities when it comes to sex. This was Lisa's. I'm sure she has nightmares of guys just pumping away and whining, "I can't feel nothing!" Her wise crack about the Grand Canyon was just a feeble attempt at self-deprecation. Better that it came out of her mouth than mine. It was also a trap. I had to tread lightly here. Some poor dolt could easily step right into the snare thinking he was paying her a compliment. "No, you're fine. Really snug." She'd never believe another word he said after that. Or if he was outright clueless... "No, it was nice being with a real woman for a change and not have to worry about being too big." He might as well put his clothes back on. "Hey," I said waiting for Lisa's eyes to meet mine. "Your body has changed. It's going to keep on changing. You're mourning a body I never met. ... I don't give a damn about that body! This is the body giving me hard-ons. And I'm getting another one right now just thinking about it." I pulled her legs apart and entered her. Before I was five strokes along, she had flipped me on my back. The timid Lisa was gone, maybe floating out to sea. This Lisa liked being on top. She kissed and nibbled my neck as she ground her wet, sloppy pussy all over my crotch. Lisa may have wanted a tighter pussy, but what she needed was to lose herself in the power of her own sexuality, which she did. And she wallowed in it like a pig in slop the rest of the afternoon. Home Life After the B&B, Lisa and I were officially "dating." But she was different. She updated her wardrobe with tight, form fitting blouses and skirts. Her walk was different too - head back breast out, confident strides. I have a theory about this change in women. I call it the Glass Cage Effect. When our family went on road trips when I was a kid, there were still roadside diners with rattlesnakes in glass cages. The dare was to keep your hand pressed against the glass when the snake lunged at it. The reasoning part of your brain said this was safe, there's thick glass between you and snake. But when you press your hand against the glass, the part of your brain that deals with survival screams, "That creature is deadly!" Your heat rate soars and palms sweat as you wait for the snake to strike. You're being thrilled by a paradox: safely living life on the edge. I was now the ...