No more “little guy,” or “junior” jokes were going to be on Josh. He was sick of being average, or below average to some women. He wanted to make sure his new girlfriend was going to feel him. All of him.
He’d done his homework and knew that he wasn’t going to get a cure-all solution. Ok, the cards were dealt and he was “in a range” as his doctor had said, that was normal. But he wasn’t satisfied. He wanted more.
He’d looked at pills, surgery and the whole nine yards. It all looked bogus to him. He even talked it over with his new girlfriend and she told him he was fine, but she didn’t object to his little experiment. So he got himself a pump.
The very first night, he slid it on, but he was really surprised how much she was into it all. She pulled it off to suck his cock up to a good, stiff bone. Then she gave him some more slobbery love as he just laid there loving it. After a little while, she slid it back on to him.
“You ready?” she asked.
“Hell yeah!” Josh replied.
She started pumping it and gasped as his cock engorged and grew. She told him even the veins in his cock were bulging.
“I want to pull it off and see!” she said.
“Nope,” he replied. “Release the air and do it again.”
She did as he said. His cock went down a little, but she giggled as she pointed out his veins were still big. She did it again and his cock got even bigger, pressing against the sides of the pump. Finally, she pulled it off.
“Don’t move,” she said. She climbed onto him and slid her soaking wet pussy over his rock hard shaft. “Oh my god,” she said, “you feel so different.” And she started to grind on him, hard and heavy, moaning as she moved.