The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city as Amanda poured herself a glass of champagne in her luxurious penthouse. She took a sip, savoring the taste, before turning to her best friend, Sarah, with a mischievous grin.
"You know what I love most about men?" Amanda asked, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
Sarah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Do tell."
"Size," Amanda replied, with a wink. "I'm a size-queen, through and through. There's just something about a well-endowed man that gets me going."
Sarah laughed, shaking her head. "You and your obsession with size. I don't know how you do it."
Amanda shrugged, taking another sip of her champagne. "It's just a preference, darling. And I'm not afraid to admit it."
Just then, the doorbell rang. Amanda's heart skipped a beat as she made her way to the door, her confidence at an all-time high. She had invited over a young, well-hung man named Jake, eager to put her skills to the test.
As she opened the door, her eyes widened at the sight of Jake. He was even more handsome and well-endowed than she had imagined. She couldn't help but whisper to herself, "This is going to be a challenge."
Jake, amused by Amanda's apprehension, smirked and said, "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll take it easy on you."
Amanda, determined to prove herself, took Jake's cock in her mouth, only to gag and choke on it. She tried again and again, each time failing and becoming more frustrated.
Jake, trying to be helpful, suggested different positions and techniques, but Amanda's determination was no match for the size of his cock. She began to beg for mercy, her confidence shattered.
Jake, feeling a mix of amusement and concern, suggested they take a break, but Amanda was too stubborn to give up. She continued to try, but her body couldn't take it anymore. She collapsed, completely out cold.
Jake, shocked and worried, checked Amanda's pulse and breathing. He gently slapped her face, trying to wake her up, but she remained unconscious. In a panic, Jake called for an ambulance, fearing the worst.
Amanda was rushed to the hospital, where she was declared dead on arrival. Jake was left in shock, regretting ever accepting Amanda's invitation. He couldn't believe that his "monster cock" had claimed another victim. He couldn't help but laugh at the irony, "The size-queen who couldn't handle the size."
As the paramedics took Amanda's body away, Jake couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. He was sad, of course, but there was also a sense of relief. He had finally met a woman who could handle his size, only for her to be taken away too soon.
As he walked back to his car, he couldn't help but think about the night's events. He had always been proud of his size, but now he couldn't help but wonder if it was more of a curse than a blessing.
He sighed, shaking his head. "The size-queen who couldn't handle the size," he muttered to himself, a small smile playing on his lips. "At least she went out with a bang."
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