To celebrate my wife’s 47th birthday I treated her to a week at the beach. It was off-season, which meant things would be kind of quiet, but it was really all about the sand and the sun.
At least that was the plan. Things started changing when we arrived at the hotel and Cecie put on a bikini that showed a lot of flesh. She works out hard to stay in shape, and it shows, but I suggested that something so revealing would be more appropriate on our daughter. This hit a nerve. Cecie assured me she looked outstanding, and said that if I wasn’t around, she’d have to beat off her admirers.
That sounded like a challenge, and I decided to take her up on it. I said I’d leave her on her own for half an hour, and if even one guy tried to pick her up, I’d buy her the diamond necklace she’d been badgering me about, but if she lost, she had to drop the matter. She smirked and said the ice was as good as hers.
Cecie was all confidence when she went out to the pool and laid down on her towel, with me watching from the bar. But time passed and she didn’t get any takers. In her defense, the hotel wasn’t exactly full, and most of the guys had girls with them.
Around the 25-minute mark a guy walked over and began chatting with her—early 20s, tall, lanky, on the nerdy side. She seemed dubious about him. But perhaps realizing she was running out of time, she walked off with him, his arm curling around her waist. When he wasn’t looking, she shot me a triumphant smile.
Cecie stuck with the guy awhile, I guessed out of politeness, not wanting him to think her a tease. In time the two of them made their way into the pool, with the water around their stomachs. The guy whispered something that made her look at him doubtfully. A moment later the look shifted to surprise. She glanced my way, as if considering something, then gave me a wicked smile and whispered something to him. They left the pool and went in the hotel.
I waited around the bar for an hour, but Cecie didn’t return. I got no answer on her cell phone, or to my texts. Maybe she was hanging out with the guy to make me jealous? Like I would be jealous of some geeky kid half my age!
Cecie didn’t come back at all that night, The next day she appeared at the pool with the guy. She left his side and motioned me to follow her into the hotel—for privacy, she said.
She said when she first got picked up by William, she was disappointed that he wasn’t the handsomest guy, but since he was responsible for her winning her the bet, she decided to treat him to her company for a time. In the pool he whispered to her that he had a 12-inch cock, which explained her look of doubt. But then, unseen by me, she slipped her hand in his trunks and was shocked to find a very, very long member, still only semi-hard.
At that point she could have cut the guy loose, or she could go with him for a possible once-in-a-lifetime experience. She pointed out to me that she had after all been picked up with my permission, and as I had helpfully pointed out, she wasn’t getting any younger. An easy call—she left with him.
When they got to William’s hotel room she had him drop his trunks. His rod looked even bigger than it had felt. Only partially erect it was already larger than mine at full mast. He said he would understand if she had second thoughts; most girls he met did. None of those he had actually had sex with could handle his full length. She took that as a challenge, and without a word was on her knees treating him to one of her top-notch BJs—even after 24 years of marriage I love receiving them.
William kept getting bigger, until she could wrap both hands around his cock and there was still plenty left uncovered. He grew so big, she could only suck down the head and an inch or two beyond. But for all his size, he didn’t have great stamina. He blew his load inside her less than a minute after getting fully hard. She swallowed it all.
Now it was Cecie’s turn to strip and show off her firm body. She laid on her back on the bed, spread her legs and told William he would have to get her nice and wet before trying to sink his monster in her. He was glad to oblige, and proved himself an eager pussy eater. Once she loosened up, he sank a finger in her cunt, and a second, then worked the fingers back and forth until he could move them easily.
William got on top of Cecie on the bed, lined his cock up with her pussy and began to slide it in. She didn’t have any problems until he hit the point where I would have been fully in her. She looked down between her legs and saw how much there was still to go, and finally grasped just what she was in for!
William took his time penetrating Cecie, inch by inch. She said she never felt anything like it. Each time she thought she couldn’t take any more, he waited, then slid another inch in, touching places she didn’t know existed! Toward the end she had doubts, but he got all the way in, then looked down at her in awe and said the feeling of a woman wrapped around his entire cock was unbelievable. She gasped out her agreement at how he was making her feel.
William stayed where he was awhile, obviously savoring the sensations as well as giving Cecie a chance to adjust. He started moving his hips back and forth, at first only an inch or so, but slowly increasing the length of his strokes. Eventually he got her relaxed enough that he could move his entire length back and forth, leaving only the head inside. She said he practically set her pussy on fire. Soon after she came, he grunted and fired a hefty load in her.
She was so hungry for more of his cock that she sucked it until it was hard again. This time he took the initiative. He had her get on her hands and knees, then put his hands on her hips and sank his cock in her. He pumped away with the slow, steady pace he’d used first on her, making her come in no time. As she came back down, he complimented her on being able to really handle his cock. He reached forward and got a firm hold of her tits, then really pounded her, this time showing a lot more stamina. She said it felt like she was getting sawed in half, “except in a good way.” He pumped yet another load in her.
Cecie was really fucked out, and she and William fell asleep in bed. At some point in the morning she felt something big working its way in her pussy. She woke up to find him mounting her. She was just as eager to let him. He took his time, making it a really slow, sensual fuck.
Afterward, they showered together. Before they headed out, he went for her again, taking her bent over a dresser, pounding the hell out of her, making her come like a machine gun. Rather than clean up again she decided to go out with his new load trickling out of her.
I asked Cecie what she meant to do now. She looked at me in surprise and said as far as she was concerned she had been picked up by William and was with him for the duration of the vacation. She said that to be fair, I could pick up and fuck any girl I wanted. She said she would be happy to keep me informed of their escapades if I wanted, which I did.
Cecie got the fucking of her life, and William, finding a woman that could handle him, was insatiable, “filling her up” at every opportunity. They became an “item.” I heard some hotel staffers refer to them as “the cougar and the geek.”
On the final night Cecie truly went wild. A half-dozen college guys invited her and William to their room for a party that turned into quite a party. Though she didn’t let anyone but William fuck her (his cock was plenty), she sucked off all the others and let them come on her. She told me they had taped the entire thing and gotten her permission to post it online. (Watching her get stretched beyond belief while sucking off a half-dozen guy always turns me on. It usually ends with me fucking her myself.)
On the last day Cecie gave a reluctant farewell to her lover, barely able to walk straight. It was nearly a week before she was up for fucking me again, but I can’t complain. She’s wilder than ever in the sack, which has reenergized our sex drives.
—M.F., Garland, Texas