I would like to share a truly wonderful experience with you
and in hopes that some of you will be able to shed some light on
something I have never seen or heard of before. My name is Gina and
I am 34 years old, my husband Julian is 36. We have been married for
ten years and are in excellent condition. We are very secure in our
sex-life. Julian is nicely hung at about seven inches and I get my
fair share of lusty looks whether I’m in leotards, a bathing suit
or street clothes. I have 36C breasts, a slim waist and Julian says
the best arse and legs in London.
We own our own construction company and that is where this
hole experience started. We’ve never looked outside our marriage
for partners before. (We were both very sexually experienced in
college before we met.) About two months ago, we hosted an open
house at our office for some old clients. As the party progressed,
everyone was getting pissed and one guy named Roger made several
passes at me in full view of Julian. I rebuffed him each time,
but I did appreciate the attention. Later that night, Julian
mentioned the incident and, out of the blue, announced that if
I’d like to try Roger out, it would be all right with him. I was
astounded, to say the least, but when Julian explained further,
I became very intrigued and excited.
Julian told me that during the party he had met Roger in
the bathroom while Roger was taking a piss and, without hesitating,
Roger told Julian that I was the sexiest lady around and, if he
didn’t mind, he would love to screw me. Since Roger was drunk,
Julian let it pass, but he told me that Roger possessed one of
the longest, fattest cocks he had ever seen. Julian let the
discussion sit for a few days, but the thought stayed in my mind
and by the end of the week, I found myself having some very erotic
dreams and ideas about Roger. Julian and I talked about it again
and during one Saturday night of furious lovemaking, we hatched a
plan to get me into bed with Roger. Julian would invite him to our
house the next Friday, under the pretense of discussing a project
we were planning and then be called away on business, leaving Roger
and me alone to our own devices. Should anything develop, we would
catch it all on videotape. We have several hidden cameras in our
bedroom, as we like to tape ourselves on occasion, I guess we’er
kinky that way. I was nervous and very excited about the whole idea.
Friday night arrived and everything went as planned. I was
so worked up that my panties were soaked all day long and my nipples
were so hard and distended, I almost couldn’t stand it. The word
throbbing truly applied to my body that day. Roger was very polite
and businesslike for the first part of the evening as I showed him
the plans, but he loosened up after a few drinks and soon was making
passes again. This time, however, he did not get rebuffed but instead
found a hot woman urging him on. He finally had me up against the
living room wall with his tongue deep in my mouth, one hand mashing
my breasts and squeezing my nipples, the other up my dress, finger-
ing my pussy through my panties till I could feel my honey running
down the inside of my thighs. I broke the embrace and told him to
meet me in five minutes which would give me time to get the video
equipment running.
I stripped off my clothes and stood naked beside the bed,
my hard nipples pointing toward the ceiling as I waited for Roger
to come through the door. My nipples ached as I tweaked them and
I could feel my pussy lips swell as I ran my fingers up and down
my wet slit. When Roger walked through the door and saw me stand-
ing there like that, a low moan escaped his lips. “Well?” I said.
He stood there for a moment, staring at this hot wanton woman and
then he started toward me, stripping off his clothes as he came.
He got down to his shorts before he lifted me up and placed me on
the bed. He knelt over me, kissing and licking me everywhere,
running his lips and tongue down the hollows of my throat and
under my armpits, licking and biting my flesh. He tongued the
underside of my heaving breasts and bit and sucked my hard,
aching nipples.
It was as if he couldn’t get enough of me now that he
finally had me. He pulled on my nipples with his lips and bit
me gently, then harder, until I felt as if my tits and pussy
might explode from the pleasure.
Without hesitation, his face dove straight into the folds
of my hole. He spread my labia wide with his fingers, forced his
tongue deep into my hole and began alternately screwing me with
it and sucking my juices. Roger lapped at my pussy like a hungry
puppy with a bowl of milk. He would flatten his tongue out and
lick all around my mound, then suck and lick my outer lips from
top to bottom. Softly, he would blow on my clit and then flick it
with just the tip of his tongue. He would then thrust his tongue
as deep into me as he could and worm it around inside me until I
thought I might pull out his hair – and mine! I came three times
before he switched to sucking just my clit. Then he placed a finger
inside my hole, keeping his mouth on my love button. I lost it at
this point, screaming and thrashing and coming so hard that I
finally fainted.
When I regained my strength I told Roger it was his turn
and rolled him over on his back. I started by sucking and licking
his nipples and caressing his crotch through his underwear, then
I worked my way down and began nibbling his cock and balls through
his shorts. When I stripped his underwear off, I found a semi-erect
dick that was at least ten inches long and as thick as my fist. And
I swear his testicles were the size of tennis balls. I kept myself
from gasping out loud and went straight to work licking and sucking
as much of him as I could, at the same time marveling as his equip-
ment continued to grow. By the time he was magnificently hard, his
cock was twelve and a half inches long and seven inches around (I
measured it later.) I was beginning to have doubts that I would
ever get that thing in my mouth, much less my pussy, but I decided
I would cross that bridge when I came to it and went back to work.
I concentrated first on just the head, holding it inside my
mouth and working my tongue all over it and into the little pee-slit
at the tip. I let my saliva drip out of my mouth until his shaft was
good and slick and then began to work his cock up and down with my
one hand and his balls with the other.
Roger was groaning low and making screwing motions with his
dick between my lips, but I was the one in control now. I started
licking his cock from the base to the tip, alternating my pumping
hand with hard sucks on just the head, making popping sounds every
time his cockhead left the tight confines of my lips. The small
veins on his cock were standing out like little mountain ridges,
while the large vein on the underside began to throb – it looked
almost like another little prick attached to the bigger one. The
heart-shaped head of his cock was glowing a reddish-purple, shiny
from my saliva. I gently chewed and licked on his velvety tip,
alternately slurping the pre-come drops from it with my lips and
worrying his ever widening come hole with my tongue. I do love to
give head and Roger’s moaning and groaning was really spurring me
on. I wanted to taste his sweet cream, to feel it squirt over my
tongue and down my throat. Boy, did I get more than I bargained
for! As I furiously pumped and sucked his cock, making happy
smacking noises, his moans changed to low grunts and he warned
me that he was about to come. I lifted my lips to watch but kept
my hungry, open mouth close enough to the tip so that I could
catch his ejaculation.
I kept pumping him with my hands and watched in astonish-
ment as his cock began a gentle, steady throbbing. His dick didn’t
jerk as hard as I had expected; it just began a rhythmic contract-
ing motion as rivulets of clear juice seeped from his cockhead.
His come got more plentiful as it ran down his shaft and coated
my hands and his balls. I quickly started to lap it up and found
that it had a sweet taste I hadn’t experienced before. I began to
lick and suck him with a fervour, telling him that he tasted
wonderful, which he did. Then his cock started to throb harder
and I pulled back to see the clear fluid begin to arc out of his
cock in a steady stream. I couldn’t believe it. Roger’s crotch,
my hands and the sheet beneath his bottom were sticky-wet with
this stuff – and he was still coming. Roger cried out and I felt
his cock start to jerk really hard. I put my lips back near the
tip as the first jolt of semen blasted out of his cock. Roger was
crying with the pleasure of his release and his cock was squirting
thick, cream-coloured come globs everywhere. I sucked on his mag-
nificent tool for all I was worth, but I just couldn’t swallow
fast enough. Soon my breasts and face were dripping with his load.
I continued to pump and suck until Roger’s slick cock softened
between my lips. I counted 14 spurts of come but there may have
been more. I licked him as clean as I could and moved up to cuddle
in his arms for a while. As we kissed, I told him I thought he was
incredible, but that I didn’t think his huge member would ever fit
inside my pussy.
Well he proved me wrong within the hour and I have the
video to prove it. The vision of me on my back, my legs splayed
wide with that monster-cock almost all the way inside me creaming
my hole, never ceases to arouse Julian and me to extreme heights
of passion every time we watch it. Roger stretched my pussy wide
and touched places deep inside me that no man has ever touched
before. Despite his size, he is a caring, gentle lover.
Initially Roger was only able to get about four inches
inside me, but with the flow of my juices and the release of one
of his spectacular orgasms, he was finally able to fit more than
ten inches of that lovely hardness in me. When his thrusting became
lusty and deep, I could feel his fat cockhead kissing the entrance
of my womb on each downstroke, and on the upstroke the friction
made it feel as though his cock was sucking the air out of my body
through my pussy. I was constantly coming as I felt the nectar
from my hole gushing around his hardness. When Roger came in me,
it felt like a hot douche! Believe me, I now understand the mean-
ing of the term ‘well-shagged.’ I know there are ladies out there
who say cock size doesn’t matter, but girls, I’m telling you that
once you have had a cock like Roger’s service you the right way,
you’ll be devoted converts.
That first night, Roger screwed me three times and I
sucked him off twice. His ejaculation did get less copious each
time but it was still a very impressive amount. Has anyone else
ever seen a man come that much? Even in porn movies I’ve never
seen it. Neither has Julian. After sucking Roger off, I felt as
though I’d downed a milk shake. I have made love to Roger twice
since our first encounter. Once I caught his ejaculation (or as
much of it as I could) in a large coffee mug. My experience has
always been that my lovers come with anywhere from four to six
strong spurts, which, added to the pre-come fluids, isn’t even
a mouthful. Roger, however, literally fills me up every time.
Neither my hungry mouth nor my hot pussy can begin to
hold his come. Roger is a very healthy bloke with no medical
problems. He says he has always come this much. I love him, but
I also love Julian, so except for Roger, I will remain faithful
to my husband. We just wonder if our experience is unique or if
there are any more guys out there like Roger.