Her friend’s brother was too big for her, until her hubby started watching

I married my husband Saul the summer after our graduation from college. Saul comes from a wealthy family and treats me like a princess. We have traveled a lot and seen much more than your average newlyweds. As our love and admiration for each other has grown, we have constantly strived to satisfy each other and fulfill each other’s every fantasy.

Saul was a virgin on our wedding night. He is a handsome man, but he is somewhat overweight, and was always something of a computer geek. He was very insecure, and I was the only close female friend he had.

I, on the other hand, was not a virgin, having lost my virginity to a senior during my freshman year. He turned out to be an asshole who put naked pictures of me on his computer and sent them to his friends. Saul came to my rescue by sending him a virus that deleted everything. Saul had just been a friend up till then, but this made me begin to see him in a different light.

At the same time I had developed a huge crush on Jerome, who was my friend Katy’s older brother. The first time I saw him he was stepping out of their swimming pool, and I couldn’t help but notice the outline of his penis through the thin material of his shorts. He caught me staring at it once or twice, and my face burned with embarrassment, but nothing came of it.

One night while Katy’s parents were out of town, I spent the night at her house and we got hammered. Katy passed out, and I decided to take a dip in the pool before calling it a night. Instead of changing into a bikini, I just stripped down and jumped in naked, thinking we were the only ones there. You can imagine my surprise when Jerome appeared at the edge of the pool, also completely naked and sporting a cock that looked as though it should have been attached to a stallion.

“Mind if I join you?” he asked.

“It’s your pool,” I replied nervously, and he jumped in. We swam and splashed around for a while, and then I suddenly found myself in his arms, with his massive erection rubbing against my tummy.

He carried me into the house and into his room, where he laid me on his bed. He then slowly sucked and licked his way down my body, and for the first time I felt a tongue licking my pussy. He lightly sucked my clitoris and finger-fucked me, and I came so hard! He patiently continued his masterful assault until I came two more times, and finally had to push his head away when the sensation became more than I could bear.

He then moved up and mounted me. I rubbed the wide tip of his cock up and down my dripping slit, but no matter how much we tried, his cock was just too thick to fit inside me.

So I wound up sucking his dick. I wanted to make it as good for him as he had made it for me, so for the first time I licked and sucked a guy’s balls. His big dick jerked and he groaned out his approval. Precome seeped out and dripped along the underside of his thick veiny shaft, and I slowly licked it off.

Unlike my first lover, whose semen had tasted bitter, Jerome’s tasted sweet and tangy, and I found myself wanting more. When he announced he was going to come, I quickly took the head of his manhood in my mouth and was treated to several thick streams of delicious come. I was surprised by the massive load Jerome was pouring into my mouth, but I was not complaining; in fact, I actually had an orgasm while sucking on that thick rod.

Later that night we again tried to fuck, but to no avail. My vagina was just too small, no matter how wet I became, so we did a 69, and early the next morning I sucked him off once more before leaving his room.

We hooked up a few more times after that, but each time we were unable to actually fuck. Jerome finally went back to college, and I cried on Saul’s shoulder about the whole thing. I was able to talk about anything with Saul, because I knew he would never judge me, and would never divulge anything I told him to anyone.

Saul and I soon realized that we were in love with each other, and as I said, we got married soon after graduation. We have always shared our fantasies with each other, and tried to incorporate them into our lovemaking.

About a year ago, when we were in Amsterdam, we attended a party which featured a live gang bang as part of the entertainment. It really made me hot to watch a girl no bigger than I am eagerly taking on not one, but three black men, each of them sporting erections only comparable to Jerome’s. I later confessed to my husband how much that sight had turned me on. Saul then volunteered the information that the thought of me being fucked by a guy with a huge cock, such as those men had sported, really made him hot. He then suggested that he set something up with the host of the party we’d been to, so that I, his five-feet-four, 112-pound, blonde, blue-eyed wife, could take on those same three black men.

Tempted as I was by the thought, I nervously declined, telling him I would be too shy to do something so intimate with strangers, especially in front of so many people. But I also let him know how much I loved him for being willing to allow me to explore my sexuality in that way, even though we were married.

Shortly after we returned to the States, I was visiting with Katy and telling her about our trip when Jerome appeared, home from college for the weekend. When Katy got up to refill our drinks, I told Jerome that Saul was out of town for a few days, so if he wanted to he could come over and keep me company. Jerome smiled knowingly and said he’d see me at eight.

When I got home I phoned Saul and asked him if he was still interested in watching me have sex with a big dick. He was thrilled when I told him about Jerome coming over. He said he would install a hidden camera in our closet, and spend the night in the basement.

When Jerome knocked on the door that night I answered it wearing only a thin robe over a pair of crotchless panties. Jerome came in carrying a bottle of champagne. He took me in his arms and kissed me passionately as his hands roamed over my body, finally coming to rest on my ass. The way he massaged my butt cheeks instantly made me want to fuck him. I quickly took him by the hand and led him to our bedroom.

I sat down on the bed and motioned him to stand in front of me. I quickly unbuckled his belt, unsnapped and unzipped his jeans and urgently pulled  them down. His thick cock bounced up and down, and it was as magnificent as I remembered. I took it in both hands, pulled it up and began tonguing his heavy, bloated balls. “That’s it, suck my balls, baby,” he husked. “You always loved to suck on me, didn’t you?”

All I could do was to moan as my tongue continued to bathe his testicles. I then licked up and down the veiny surface of his dick, and was rewarded with a rivulet of the sweet tangy fluid I hadn’t taste for so long. “Mmmm, it tastes so sweet!” I panted, and I began sucking him like woman possessed.

“Oh yes, sweet sucking baby, that’s so good!” he breathed. “Does Saul know what a horny little cocksucker you are?” His talk was taking my passion to uncharted heights, and knowing that my husband was secretly recording it all made me even hotter.

I pulled his dick from my mouth and stroked its entire length. “Tonight I want to feel this inside me!” I whispered, almost pleadingly.
Jerome reached for his jeans and pulled out a tube of K-Y jelly, smiling at me as I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide.

I could feel my juices leaking down over the crack of my ass as he coated his fingers with the lube and began finger-fucking me deeply while he licked and sucked at my clit. I raised my head to watch him insert first one, then two, then three long thick fingers inside me, stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched. His big fingers felt so good as they slid in and out of me, faster and faster, and I nearly passed out from the intensity of the orgasm that shook me to my very core.

He then rose over me and placed both my legs onto his broad shoulders as he pressed the blunt crown of his dick against my opening. I braced myself for a painful entry, but to my surprise and delight he slid with shockingly little effort balls-deep into my inner sheath.

God, I had never felt so full! He gave me a moment to become accustomed to its girth, then slowly began to move, giving me the fucking of my life.

“My God! You’re stretching me wide open!” I gasped breathlessly up at him.

“You love it though, don’t you?” Jerome said. “I bet that geek husband of yours can’t fuck you the way you need to be fucked, can he?”
“God no! Never like this, never this good!” I replied, almost babbling. That caused him to fuck me harder and faster, until it felt as though he was turning my pussy inside out. I had orgasm after orgasm before I remembered I hadn’t put in my diaphragm. “Come in my mouth,” I pleaded. “I want to swallow your come! Please, I want to taste it!”

This had its desired effect. He quickly pulled his rock-hard cock out of my stretched pussy with a loud plopping sound, then climbed up over me. I hungrily took his cock in my mouth and hands and prepared for the deluge. A minute later he came in a torrent, and I swallowed his delicious seed as quickly as it filled my mouth.

“That’s it, get every loving drop, baby!” he groaned as I continued to gulp down his jism. His dick became semi-hard, but I went on sucking and licking every inch of it until it was shining with my saliva and once again hard as granite. I pushed him back then and straddled him, lowering myself onto him. The feeling of his hot thick cock sliding into me, filling me up so completely, was indescribable. I came the second he was completely inside me, but I still slid up and down his shaft until he stiffened under me and groaned loudly. I could feel his massive dick jerking inside my vaginal sheath and his powerful hot come pumping into my womb, and I loved every second of it, no longer caring that I was fertile.

We fucked four more times before Jerome said he was completely drained, and it was around midnight when he left. He hadn’t been gone five minutes before Saul came into the bedroom, heading straight for the hidden camera to rewind the film. Then he crawled between my legs, and proceeded to go down on me with surprising enthusiasm. “Mmmm, your pussy tastes so good!” he breathed. “It’s so swollen and open! Let me clean you up, baby.”

Having my beloved husband eat my pussy just after experiencing the fuck of my life sent me swirling into yet another exquisite orgasm. After Saul was satisfied he had cleaned out my pussy, he fucked me hard, though I was so stretched open from Jerome’s cock that I truthfully could barely even feel his dick. But it didn’t matter. Our love for each other made it beautiful for both of us, and we climaxed together before falling asleep in each other’s arms.

The movie turned out so well that I made another one with Jerome the very next night, before he went back to college. Saul and I still watch them frequently and enjoy them tremendously each time.

Saul says he still dreams about me taking on a group of black men, like the girl in Amsterdam. The idea still makes me nervous, but I also find it curiously intriguing, and I may actually agree to it one of these days. If so I’ll let you know.

—S.P., Richmond, Virginia