I wouldn't say it was because I was I attractive though, I would say it was because I wasn't a "cool" kid, you know, those kids that thought they were...way better than everyone else, and treat the girls like pieces of shit. I was fairly tall for my age, around 5'8 or 5'9, longish dirty blonde hair, fairly muscular, (mostly in my core and leg areas because I played soccer) and my most impressive feature was my 7'1/2 inch dick. I had never really thought much about the size of my dick, I knew I. I was returning from Nenana where I had spent the weekend camping and fishing over the Labor Day weekend. I felt and was pretty grubby. I decided to stop at a roadhouse to have a beer. It was the best decision I ever made. As I entered the bar I noticed Lori immediately. She was standing talking to the bartender at the end of the bar. I sat at the bar a couple of seats down and ordered a Moosehead. As I was sipping my beer I overheard Lori telling the bartender that she hoped to have good luck. Pakadte who dono…thokte rahe… joron se thokne lage…. Dhaye dhaye thokne lage tabhi dhaye dhaye se arun ki pichkariyan apni bahen bijli ke phate bhose me jaane lagi….or havas ki bavli bijli…arun ko thokne ka param aanand lete hue..Apne prem ke ras ki pichkariyan chodne lagi….dono sab kuch gila karne lage….or bas ek duje ko bahon me jakad ke thokte rahe….. dhaye dhaye se thokte rahe…arun lambe lambe jhatke lagane laga….. hhhhhaaaay bhavani…ma kasam itna maza pehle kabhi nahi aaya…sab kuch gila. The blunt hungry head of his hot cock left my wet cunt and pressed instead against my tight uninitiated arse. My breath caught in my throat. It was what I'd asked for, but it was really happening and that was amazingly scary. "Degrade me," I'd told him online, "just use me. But you have to make me come."He tried to press into me, slowly, painfully. I gave a short cry and felt myself jerk away from him. One of his hands gripped my hips, the other held his cock stiff so it could enter me. .