I needed pleasure and I wanted it badly

I had just completed my Phd, spent a few years essentially eating, sleeping and working on finishing it. I was single at the time, living in a campus apartment and was probably asked out but I just did not ever date. I had no time for it.
I was standing in that very apartment contemplating my next move now that I was done with my studies and it hit me, I had not been made love to in about three years, not even kissed passionately. I was suddenly so turned on that I would have attacked a man standing next to me if there was one. My first thought was to actually go to a fraternity house that night and let some unknown guy just do whatever he wanted with me. I somehow knew that it would not turn out like I was picturing it in my mind.
I stood there trying to think of some man I could call up and ask him to come over and do what? Fuck me? Strip me and just do it to me baby? I was getting worse by the moment so I decided that I just had to have a great masturbation session to get my mind off of it before I did something stupid.
This is how the whole thing started I am not making this up. I decided in my sex lacking mind that I needed something to masturbate with and I had nothing shaped like a dildo so the first thing that came to mind was a cucumber, yes I needed a LARGE one now. I dressed, grabbed my keys and headed out to the market.
I arrived there with a singular goal in mind, large vegetable to slide in and out of me to achieve huge orgasm. I went right to produce and stood before them like they were sex toys, this one had a curve, that one had a bump. I picked the bump one and then it dawned on me. I cannot just buy this, it has to look like I am getting things for a salad then I could not remember if I had milk and the next thing you know I am grocery shopping for myself.
I get back to the apartment and haul my eighteen bags of groceries up three flights of stairs and while I am doing all of this I run into George on the way down to my car. He his a great guy but I never pictured myself with him sexually until he helped me with the rest of my bags and the next thing I know I am asking him if he wants some lunch. Can you believe that I told him that I was making a salad for lunch? Now I had to cut up the very thing I bought to satisfy this huge sexual craving inside me. He told me that he was on his way to somewhere though so the dildo with the bump on it was saved.
I put away the cold things and washed up my green cock then I decided that it needed a more pronounced head on it so I cut some of it so that it had a wonderful head on the end. I was already so turned on my underwear was stuck to me, I could feel myself tingling with the anticipation of getting fucked by a cucumber and it was a huge one. I pulled off my pants and dampened panties and went right at it, I felt its hardness pushing into me after a few minutes of finger thrashing on my clit. I slid it in and out a few times and I trembled as it filled me, I was gripping that thing like I had a third hand. I went back to rubbing my clit with one hand and pumping that monster in and out of me with the other when suddenly there was knocking at my door. It broke my concentration and I could feel myself throbbing with pleasure, more knocking came again and I just about started crying as I heard my name called out.
I left the green cock on the bed in my frustration, pulled on my pants and went to the door as it was being knocked on again. I yelled out asking who it was and George spoke back to me telling me he had my purse and keys, I had left my car door open when we were unloading the bags. I opened the door and I must have looked out of sorts because he asked me if I was alright. I had no idea why but I walked into him and pulled him down to my mouth, I kissed him passionately and began diving my tongue right into him. He responded back but was really confused I am sure, we kissed and fondled all the way over to the bed where he looked down and saw the big green cock with the shaved head. He just looked at me but said nothing as I grabbed it off of my bed and threw it on the floor, we both stripped our clothes off and he was between my legs giving me pleasure, my god his tongue felt so damn good, his hands were groping my breasts and nipples, I was running my fingers thru his hair and pulling his face hard against me. I felt the orgasm building inside me and started giving him commands like don't stop, god do not stop licking me there. I moaning out with great pleasure as I could feel myself soaking his face and pulsating over and over as his tongue danced with my clit. I had finally had an orgasm of great proportions not derived from my fingers, I was so relieved that the next several hours was a blur of sex. He was on top of me, I was on top of him, I was sucking on him while he was licking me, the positions just went on and on as I came over and over until we were both lying there breathing like to wrestlers who had just finished a match.
We actually napped for a bit afterwards and felt great, we woke up and started getting out of bed when he reached down and picked up the green cock. He looked over at me holding it and asked me if he was better than the cucumber, I laughed out loud and told him to throw that thing a way, I was so embarrassed by it and prayed to god that he would never tell anyone about it.
Well we were married about a year later and still after all this time I cannot pick up a cucumber without thinking about how the big green cock gave me one of the best love making sessions of my life.

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