The Biggest Cock I Ever HadI have a short video on my profile page (Fishwatcher 2) that shows me being fucked by a bloody big black sheathed cock. The vid is the most watched on my page and I get dozens of questions asking when, how and what it was like etc. First off, a correction, the vid explanation says the event occurred in the late 1960’s, but that is a mistake. It was, we now think, during the mid 1980’s, as Paul and I weren’t married in the late 60’s, in fact we hadn’t even met, and I was just a strip of a girl! However, whenever it was, we were on a trip to New York City and it started in a bar off Broadway that we were having a drink in with Steve and Jade, swinger friends of ours that were on holiday with us. Paul went to the bathroom and stood next to a big mixed-race guy who was using the adjacent urinal and he saw him get his cock out of his pants. As Paul related when he returned, it was a cock an elephant would be proud of!

Paul pointed him out sitting at the bar alone. ‘That’s him over there’ he said nodding toward him, ‘Has a cock that has to be at least three inches in diameter’. The three of us laughed and I said, ‘No way, you’re imagining it!’. But Paul was adamant, and said he bet each of us a $100.00. that he was right.

‘That’s all well and good’ Steve said, ‘But how do you suggest that we find out. He’s a bloody big guy and frankly, I’m not about to follow him into the John the next time he goes for a piss and risk taking a peek!’

‘Invite him over for a drink’ Jade suggested. ‘We can get chatting and see how things go’.

After a bit of a discussion we agreed to give it a try and we made a plan. The plan simple, jade would go to the bar under some pretext and engage the guy in conversation that would lead to inviting him over.

So, Jade goes up to the bar, ostensibly to ask the barman for directions to our hotel from where we were and if we would require a cab to get there. Now, Jade is a looker, a real beauty, and there’re are few men in this world, especially in a New York bar, that fail to give her the once over. So off Jade trots on her

6 inch heels and stands at the bar right next to the guy, whose name is Errol, we later came to learn, who immediately looks her up and down, lingering for a moment on her abundant tits and low cut blouse, that exposes plenty of cleavage.

The barman was busy, so she waited patiently and then, after a minute or so, she turned to the guy, gives him her sweetest smile and, apologising for disturbing him, asked if he could help her. Masterful! As Steve commented at the time. Errol goes to great lengths to explain the best route, even to the extent of drawing the directions on a napkin. Jade, beaming at him, thanks him profusely, and he asks if she is Australian. Jade sweetly explains that no, we are not Aussies but Brits (what is it that Americans have wrong with their hearing that upon hearing a British accent they immediately think we’re Aussies? It happens so many times!!). Anyhow, she invites him over for a drink. At first, he’s a bit reluctant, but Jade persuades him by telling him that we all really want to meet a real American, and so he agrees and accompanies Jade back to our booth. The guy was big, 6ft 2’’ – 3’’ and 250-260Ibs, but real muscular and not fat. I got damp between the legs just watching him amble over!!