A long time ago there was once a poor boy called Dick Whittington who had no Mummy and Daddy to look after him so he was often very hungry. He lived in a little village in the country. Dick Whittington was determined that he would go there and dig up enough gold from the streets to make his fortune.
When I was in my 20s, the bar I worked at hosted an open mic for musicians, and Matt was one of our regulars. He was tall, broad, unfailingly polite and he sang Tom Waits covers. That was a super-hot combination and one night when I got off my shift a little early, we had some drinks and I took him home.
But I swear that each and every word of this is true. When I was in high school I was awarded the opportunity to go on a foreign exchange to a lovely tropical paradise—ah, Brazil—for senior year. As high-school girls are prone to do, I met a guy, another exchange student.
Laziest fucking lay in the world. It was terrible. I kept asking him to ease up and not enter me all the way, and he kept getting over-enthusiastic…I still wonder what the best compromise would have been, since taking all of him was too much for me, but stopping short was not enough for him. Being completely filled and stretched like that is pretty amazing.
Prepare yourself for a cold hard fact: the average erect penis in Britain is five-and-a-half inches long. We might not admit to it, but so much of our time is spent adding phantom inches when bragging about our bits on various dating apps or finding the perfect angle for a dick pic that makes it look just a little bit more impressive than it does IRL. But where did that notion of bigger being better come from?
Top definition. Big Dick Energy unknown. The loud and boisterous energy emitted by someone who has a colossal phallus and doesn't have to tell anyone about it.
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I went to shift the angle of my hips at the exact moment he broke rhythm and give me a surprise, extra hard and fast thrust. This completely destroyed my perineum. I lived with my grandma at the time, and I couldn't get the tear to stop bleeding.
Being the devious girl that I am, I snuck into the shower when he was washing off and boldly opened the shower curtain. Seriously… I called him the Anaconda for some time. Years later we got married, and the only experience that topped having the Anaconda being thrust into me was when I gave birth to an 8.