Day-uuum

'But,' he said, 'she said whoever was the biggest dick should come over to the bar....'

There was a giggle... 'She find you lacking, Jr.? We saw her handling your goods...what happened? Couldn't find them...?' there was, of course, a chorus of guffaws at his expense....

***

Their champion was self-appointed—of course, the biggest among them—at least in stature—Taylor...there was, however, no accounting for his cock size...or his intellect....

He approached her with all the swagger he could muster—very American in his gait—taking up the space of two or three people...very black, as he loped into her space....

Her back was to him. She spun instinctively on the stool to face him when she sensed his presence....coldly, with her legs gapped wide, the white mini rolled back to the smoothness of her tight, black tum, she eyed him....up and down...and then lasered in on his crotch—hers—naked—was already exposed to him....

There was a knot in his throat...but he attempted to play it off.... But, as he made to speak, what should have been a booming voice came more as squeek....his balls were firmly—very firmly in her hand....and before he could move his tongue to lips, she was stroking the length of his big shaft through the fabric of his very expensive trousers....for those paying attention—his boys—it was all clear...all very dramatic...and all over...too soon....

As he nutted in his linens, she shifted in her seat ever so slightly and allowed her own member to 'breathe'...as it snaked forward against her beautiful coal-black thigh, she whispered: 'If this is the best you can do, Big Man...in terms of stamina'—she glanced at the puddle on his thigh, growing with each calculated flex of her wrist.... 'and in terms of size....' glancing at her own prominent member... 'then you better call for back up....'

She released him to return—unceremoniously—to their table....the others were incredulous and in turn took their turn never confiding the 'obvious' to each succeeding 'champion'....