The Great Axxxperience
By Ax Massimo
I bury my face on the pillow in front of me, breathing hard and keeping a hand on the headboard to steady myself.
Behind me, a big, rough hand is on my hip; and with his other, I feel him fondling my clit, going up and down along my pussy; teasing it, rubbing it, and we both can hear the squelching sounds of me getting wet.
I hear him hiss “Fuck,” and I feel it: the tip of his rock-hard dick parting my pussy lips gently, as if it was searching for its way, and when he feels how warm, wet, and welcoming it was inside, fucking me hard was a no-brainer.
But pause.
Let me tell you how I got myself in this situation.
Misfortune marked my life frequently after the pandemic: sicknesses in the family, losing my beloved pets, some setbacks at work, and a bad breakup. As an unmarried woman in her 30s, I felt like I was moving two steps forward to be shoved ten steps back until 2024.
Wanting to regain control of some aspect of how I felt about myself, I took the advice of a cousin and decided I should get back to working out and dating.
I got on the popular apps, and quickly found men were a hit-or-miss. A majority were attractive but boring, some were unattractive but had the absolute audacity, and some just didn’t know how to talk with a woman apart from steering the conversation towards hooking up.
Until one day in August 2024, my phone chirps its little notification alarm and I see it: the profile of a bearded, burly man; covered in tattoos, wearing shades, with a confident, soft grin ‘liked’ my profile and it was in my hands now to make that match.
He used the name Ax.
I look through his bio, and it’s as straightforward as can be: Not looking for anything serious, and if you’re onboard for a good fucking, he’d be glad to deliver. This information was peppered with photos of him working out, and showing off the fruits of his labor, which were ofcourse delicious.
Normally, my knee-jerk reaction would be to think: “Who the fuck does this guy think he is?” and immediately swipe left. But, for reasons unknown to me even until now, I decided to let it simmer a little. I left his Like for a few days in my inbox, going through other profiles of men that seemed milder, or who had ‘Long Term Relationship’ or ‘Marriage’ as their goals. A majority of men that had these on their profiles, within a day or two of talking immediately brought up suggestions of going casual, of being a fuck buddy, or declarations of being ‘not really ready to be in a relationship, but could you please suck my dick?’
What the fuck?
Their utter hypocrisy, the lies and the cover, and being made to feel like just a quick fuck quickly made me want to throw up. I hated the way these men operated: presenting themselves as looking for something serious, all flowery words and dumb questions, pretending to want to get to know me.
One day, I circled back to Ax’s profile and read through it again just a little more slowly, with a little more thought. I realize then that ‘Hey, atleast this guy is upfront,’ with no bullshit about wanting something he obviously was not ready to receive, or lying about what he wanted to give.
So I swiped Right.
A ‘Hi’ with a smiley face from my end, and this man is online quickly enough. We exchange a few words, complimenting each other, and he immediately lays his intentions out in the open.
“I want to fuck,” he says, and me specifically. Since it had been awhile since his last bigger woman, apparently. I admit I felt like cattle ready to be slaughtered with that interaction, and let him know it. He gives somewhat a half-apology, but then proceeds to push his agenda.
Looking back, he does it in a way that didn’t offend me or disgust me; a real smooth talker. The following days he sends me little voice notes, and the voice attached to the burly face is well-spoken and charming, and knows how to hold a conversation with me.
One late evening in the last week of August, we’re messaging again and he mentions he just got done with working out, and if I would like to meet up that night to have sex.
I look at that message for a good while, and decide tonight would be the night I bite the bullet with Ax. Partly out of curiosity, partly of a feeling to get the interaction over with.
So we agree on a time and place, and when I get there, he greets me warmly, as if he’s known me for a long time. We hug and he compliments my appearance, and leads me to the motel room we will be in for a few hours.
I don’t know what it was with that man, but within the first few minutes of meeting he immediately put me at ease. We lay on the bed for some time, him with his top off, and me fully clothed, and talk for a little while. Writing this now, I cannot remember what we talked about, but I know that he made me laugh, and did not force me to do anything I wasn’t ready for yet.
We sit up, and it was only when I leaned in closer to kiss him did he start: soon our tongues were in each other’s mouth, his hands finding the clasp of my bra and undoing it quickly, those big fast hands then going under my blouse and sending electricity through my body as he caresses my stomach and backside, going up to my breasts slowly.
He breaks away from making out, and looks me in the eyes as he starts gently rubbing my nipples that he had in each hand. He gives me one more lustful look, and starts licking and sucking on my breasts, never lingering on one more than the other.
His tongue draws circles around my areolas, just gently flicking the nipple, and it is driving me crazy. My hands are on his shoulders and I’m telling him in between heavy breaths, “More!”
He starts sucking and giving gentle bites on my nipples, and this sets off such a deep want in me that I don’t hesitate anymore in reaching for his dick.
It is girthy and I discovered I loved the way it feels in my hand, and I use both in going up and down his hard shaft. I feel the veins on his manhood, I feel him have a slight arch on his back as I continue to rub his dick up and down, using my thumb to draw light fluttery circles on the tip.
Ax moves away from sucking and biting on my breasts, pushes me to lie down, and kisses the path from between my breasts, going down to my stomach, and to my groin. He parts my legs roughly, pulling down on my shorts, and when he sees me in my thong underwear, lingers to stare. He then pulls those down too, and to my mixed embarrassment and amusement, lifts the thong to his nose and takes a big whiff. I laugh and reach out to grab it away from him, and he takes it as an opportunity to immediately put his face between my legs.
Another jolt of electricity down my back, as his tongue immediately starts to part my pussy lips, going from the top and licking down, again and again.
I arch my back and grab at his head to push it deeper, make him eat me with more urgency, and it seemed we were both so in tune with our sex that he starts digging his tongue in deeper to my softest bits, making the yummiest slurping sounds as he went.
My pussy is throbbing, and I know he could feel it. Ax’s tongue is deep in my pussy then he starts bringing it up, almost in a rush, trying to feel for the little part that would have me writhing in pleasure. He hits my clit, and holding my hips close, starts teasing it with his tongue, giving little flicks and licking on it hard. At this point I am moaning in abandon, basically face-fucking him as I gyrate in time with his tongue going in and out, up and down.
It is delicious. It is raw.
He eats me out for a time, and just when I feel I am about to burst, I pull myself from him and ask to stop. He doesn’t say anything but looks at me, and at that point I invite him to change places with me and lie down.
He does, and I take in the view: big muscled arms; tattoos all over a strong, broad chest, and a dick that standing so hard I had the thought that it might snap if I held it wrong. I couldn’t resist, so I asked him if I could take a photo of him sprawled naked like that. He obliged, and then I returned the favor of being eaten out.
I started kissing him on his nipples, drawing little lines with my tongue across his chest and seeing the little hairs on his skin stand up. I trace my tongue down his torso to his bellybutton, and the tip of his penis was already poking me in the chin. I massage his balls as I go along, and move my mouth toward his dick.
When I give his penis tip a kiss, I feel his toes curl. I take the head into my mouth and twirl my tongue around, then swallow as much as of his shaft as I could. By this point Ax has grabbed our phones and started playing music on his, while he uses my phone to record me giving him a blowjob.
I do my best to do it passionately, giving little gasps each time I try to swallow as much of his dick as I could, and give him eye contact from time to time. I make it as wet as much as I can, and my hand slides up and down his shaft, massaging and teasing, until I get a little “Oh, you’re so good at sucking dick,” from him, and a little satisfied, anticipating smile.
The way Ax was so impeccably groomed and pleasant smelling in his privates was such a relief. His image of being this tough-looking guy was matched with how carefully he presented himself for our meetup. The music playing from his phone that night was a remix to Mariah Carey’s ‘I Still Believe’ and the way it was made into an R n’ B song gave me a rhythm to continue going up and down on his dick, trying to make my mouth tighter, and swallowing him deeper until I could feel his dick in the back of my throat.
Suddenly, Ax grabbed me and in a simple move, I was face-down, ass-up, and this guy already behind me. He was going to fuck me from the back, and this made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end because I was finding myself incredibly excited to have his dick inside me.
He teases me again with his fingers, lightly tracing along the middle of my pussy, and then goes in deeper, fingering me until we both hear the sounds of me getting wet. Ax gives my ass a nice loud slap, and I arch even more, the slap taking me by surprise but in a pleasurable way.
He begins to put it inside me, gently at first, rubbing and teasing all along the opening of my pussy, just feeling me get even more wet for him. I hear him suck in some air, and it’s then me who lets out a moan: he gives a sudden thrust and I feel all of him inside me; he is so warm, hard, and pleasurable to feel going in and out, and finding his groove. Ax pumps a few times carefully and gently at first, but I start to respond and gyrate with him but harder. I’m glad he understands it as a cue that I can take getting fucked a little harder, and this time both his hands are on my hips.
He has a good grip between my hips and love handles, and I hear the intoxicating sounds of his breathing keeping pace with his thrusting, the loud wet fucking, and my own gasps and moans as every inch of him moves in and out of me again and again and again…
And in one big gasp, I feel the warmest sensation start to come out of me, and I’m grabbing at his arm and begging him to not stop what he’s doing. Ax thrusts harder; big, bold pumps moving with the urgency of my cumming. I feel my lower belly warming, and I give in: I cum hard, and I feel the pussy juice squelch as Ax softens his strokes, taking in the warmth of my cum, running his hands along my body and bending over to play with my breasts, before he straightens up again and gently pulls his big dick out.
I face him then, still shaking a little bit, and I suck him off: tasting both him and myself as I look him in the eyes while I lick off all that I could.
There is a silent moment between us, then he takes my face in his hands and tells me:
“Good girl.”
- The Great Axxxperience - April 9, 2025