I don't quite know where to start and I don't want to bore you with meaningless historical details of my marriage, so I'll try to hit the high points and go straight to the meat.
My wife and I have a typical ‘husband and wife’ lifestyle. We’re Xennials. Both of us received college degrees, landed professional jobs, became involved in several organizations, lived in a typical house in the suburbs, had two sons and have a truck and car in the garage. It was, and still is a great life, but over the years, as in most marriages, our sex life sort of dropped off the deep end. Our drive seemed to all but disappear.
Over the past year, we'd tried the usual stuff you read in the various magazines, toys which my wife was uncomfortable with, hard X websites and having sex in new and different places. All of these had some limited success, but not what we hoped for.
The only thing that we did discover that worked was discussing our fantasies while making love. At first my wife was really uncomfortable telling me her deepest fantasies because she felt they were wrong. But with time she opened up to me and revealed to me that since she had only been with a few guys before me and had never been with another man since marriage, it was her biggest fantasy, her only fantasy, to have sex with another person, girl or guy, especially a stranger.
For several months, we explored this fantasy while having sex and it never failed to get both of us off. However, when I brought up the subject of us actually fulfilling this, she immediately told me she could never ever go that far. I tried to convince her I wouldn't be jealous or the like, but she seemed to be obstinate about keeping this a fantasy.
That took us up to a few months ago. Both of us took Thursday and Friday off, left our teens alone, and left on a trip to Central Texas for an extended weekend getaway. We left home early Thursday morning, but we began to have problems just when we crossed the county line into hill country.
We limped into the city, found the nearest dealership that serviced the truck and learned that the fuel pump was going out and that it would be well after five p.m. before it would be repaired. So, we decided to stay there for the night and head to the city the next morning.
We checked into the Holiday Inn and when we got our car repaired, we spent the remainder of the evening checking out the town. I've driven through the area several times. I went to college here, so we finally found a good place to eat, and then stopped at a bar in the college area for a few drinks. They had live bands that night and Jenna seemed to really take to their music. We stayed there for almost two hours during which time she consumed several drinks. I would have done the same, but someone has to drive! It doesn’t take much for Jenna to become pretty tipsy.
We were on our way back to the hotel and I was looking for any way to find a distraction. At any rate, I ended up on a service road that goes to the hotel and I knew I was at least close to the freeway. Meanwhile, Jenna was quite loose from her drinks and feeling, well... let's just say a bit frisky. She was wearing her usual "conservative" skirt, but was making it a point to reveal her legs to me which I immediately began to rub with my free hand.
"Mmm... I'm really in a mood to mess around tonight!" she said in a mixed sexy and drunken voice.
I smiled at her and told her maybe we could find a guy to join us in bed and to my surprise she replied, "Hmm.... maybe! You never know!"
Locating a side road that headed back to the freeway, I was preparing to turn when I noticed an adult bookstore on the east side of the road. I've admittedly been in my share and knew what they were like, but I knew Jenna had never stepped foot in one.
Now, to be honest, I wanted to see her reaction upon being presented with a visual display of porn videos and more so, the inevitable display of dildos, etc. That I knew this store, like all, would have on display. Also, for sure, there would be the usual batch of men alone who, if a female happens to enter such a store, begin to discreetly gather nearby.
I wanted to watch those men watching her.
Pointing to the store, I asked her if she was up for a new experience. She stared at the dimly lit store for a few moments and I could see curiosity in her eyes, but also apprehension.
"C'mon, it'll be fun. You've never been in one. It'll be a new experience. We’re far from home, so there’s no chance of you being recognized."
She gave me that look, and I sheepishly admitted to her that I'd frequented a "few" before, and with a drunken smile, she replied, "Sure, I'm game.”
Moments later, we were parked in the gravel lot and walking inside. There wasn't much on the inside, less than I had expected, a scant selection of magazines, a dildo section and a moderate selection of videos as the internet had all but killed them. But to Jenna it was all new to her, and she wanted to look at every rack, including some curious and long glances at the dildos that were being displayed in almost every size and shape.
As she did so I found it exciting to give her some space. As I did, I couldn't keep from noticing the other guys milling about, catching glimpses of this conservative and lovely looking wife in a bookstore and how she was checking out the fake cocks! For context, Jenna isn’t a thin Barbie type. She’s had two children, and over the years has attained the typical mom body. That being said, she has a beautiful face, large D cup breasts and a nice grabbable ass.
Those guys had been in other parts of the store, five or six, and now they were sort of gathering behind her. Fortunately, she was unaware.
As I had fantasized in advance, it was all going down as I had hoped. I knew they were watching my wife looking at those cocks, and they were probably wondering how I compared.
My heart leapt clear up my throat when she actually picked one up and 'felt' it all around. I noticed several guys behind her grinning, and one winking at me. She had not picked up one of the huge ones, fortunately, but more realistically, one that a wife married to a man with an average cock might be checking out.
A little larger than average, and likely larger than her husband. In this case, me.
It was white, about seven and a half inches long in front of the attached fake balls, and obviously a dildo a wife who has only experienced 'average' might be curious about.
I was thinking, 'not too bad, those men might think she is trying to match one up sized like her husband.'
That was blown when she sat it down and picked up the next one. It was very realistic in its appearance, even had a foreskin, and was more like nine to ten inches long in front of the balls. Purple and thick. Very.
Jenna spent maybe ten more seconds getting a feel for this one than she had for the first. Again, that one guy gave me a wink, or perhaps it was a smirk. Right there I thought I had been cuckolded. By a dildo.
She glanced over at me and I mouthed the words 'want it?' She looked embarrassed, looked around, saw the men behind her and quickly, her face red, shook her head 'no.'
I think, had those men not been there, she might have said 'yes.'
Fortunately, a few men moved away upon seeing her reaction or I think she might have asked to leave. Then she moved on, over to some DVD videos on display, glancing at the covers, all of them featuring a shot of a huge cock stretching a pussy.
Again I had to wonder: 'Are those photos giving her maybe...thoughts? Is she now thinking that there are a lot of big cocks out there, and all of them larger than her chosen husband? Should she have held out for bigger things?
After seeing everything to offer, she pointed to the peep booth area and asked me what it was. I winked at her, asked the man behind the counter, who looked like he had been expecting it, for ten dollars’ worth of tokens, and led Jenna into the darkened booth area.
Most of the front booths were occupied or broken, so we headed to the back row of booths. There were several guys milling about, more so than at the front of the store. They were eyeing my sweet wife, and I LOVED it!
I knew from experience, though I had never myself gotten involved. Those guys milling apart might be hoping for a woman to show, but more likely they might end up reaching through a glory hole and jacking some guy off, and vice-versa. It was likely those men, the ones who reach through, are not totally gay, but more like bi-sexual or maybe straight but curious.
Finding an empty booth, we entered, locked the door and sat down side-by-side on the narrow bench seat. After inserting a token and making sure it worked, I fed the video box several tokens as the video flickered to life. Jenna’s eyes soon became as big as quarters as she quickly realized what the booths were for. And she didn't waste any time scanning the channels.
She finally stopped on a video where a buxom redhead was being serviced by what had to be a ten- or eleven-inch cock. I took note that the woman resembled Jenna. Milf Vid. The more she watched, the more excitement I could see building in her eyes. The woman wasn’t a twenties-something porn actress, but was more like a soccer mom in her forties, thick in the right places, just like Jenna. Def not fat!
From checking out an overly large dildo to watching on screen, I knew now where my wife's fantasies might lie. And I took that opportunity to take liberties with her body! At first, she resisted, saying 'there are men out there,' but when I convinced her the door was locked and we were safe, she reluctantly gave in.
Then I asked her. "Does seeing that big cock in action turn you on?"
She hesitated, perhaps unwilling to admit it.
"Well, does it?"
"Yes. But only because it's happening to her, on screen, like a fantasy."
I giggled. "Like your fantasies?"
She sighed. "I ‘like’ your cock honey."
That was my chance to throw out a previously discussed fantasy. "And if I were bigger?"
"Don’t be silly! Either way we'd still be married."
I have to admit, that was a good comeback.
Her not being able to admit to maybe wanting to try a big cock, I decided to go for satisfying my own cock. I knew there were a lot of men outside our booth, and we were already in an out of town hotel. What is better? Pick a guy and go for it?.
Lifting up her skirt, I placed my hand on her panty-clad crotch, and I could already feel her damp heat. My cock jumped a little as I realized that Jenna was indeed getting hot in this environment.
I felt the wet cotton panels of her white panties. She let out a deep moan as my fingers dipped under the elastic of her panties and touched her pussy. Her clit was standing erect, and as she continued to stare at the flick I began to finger her pussy until she was all but squirming in the seat.
After a few minutes of this I could feel my cock throbbing in pain, just begging for release. As quickly as I could I unzipped my pants, pulled down my boxer briefs and my cock sprung straight up into the air. Seeing my condition, she gave me a "naughty" look before she took my cock in her grasp and began to jack me off.
I sat there for a few moments enjoying her soft warm hand, looking at her total infatuation with seeing her first full XXX movie. After only a few minutes, I was well primed and ready to fuck!
Fuck in a video booth. Hard to do, but possible.
Time to add more tokens.
"Oh Baby... can you bend over in the seat? I've just got to fuck you!" I groaned.
"Well, I'm afraid you'll have to settle for a blow job. We don’t have any condoms, and this is my fertile week. But... I know I can get you off with this."
With that, she stuck her index finger in her mouth and with a flirtatious, seductive look she ran her full red lips up and down her finger.
"Ohhh shit, you're driving me nuts!!!"
She gave me a dirty smile as I stood beside her, and taking my hard cock between her lips, she continued to take in as much of the flick as she could while she worked my cock in and out of her mouth. As said, the surroundings already had me close to cumming so it didn't take much of her sucking and pumping before I was about to go off like a rocket.
Holding the head of my cock tight between her lips she stopped. She said she didn’t want me to cum yet as she wanted to draw this out for a while. I wanted to keep going, but Jenna had other plans. "It's my turn now!"
Spreading her legs apart, I knew what she wanted. She flashed a very wicked smile as I moved between her legs and squatted on the dirty floor.
Yeah, I squatted. No way would I put my knees on that floor. With both hands she pulled my head towards her cunt, and holding her panty crotch aside I began to eat her pussy.
Quickly aroused, she began to lightly moan, and making a hissing noise through her teeth, her hands were taking the sides of my head, pulling me tighter to her cunt. I never use that C word to her face, but I feel free to use it here.
I pulled my mouth away for a moment. "What's happening on the screen?" I asked her, wanting to be sure she was still looking.
"He's fucking her doggy style now," Jenna answered, and when I looked up at her face I could see that her eyes were wide and her lips were wet.
"That's what you need, baby. A big cock fucking you doggy!" Little did I know how prophetic that would be.
"Get back to taking care of me silly!"
It was at this point that she lifted her right leg to place it on the wall in front of her. I can only guess she was trying to give me a better shot at her cunt. But whatever it was that she did, the sound of something falling filled the booth. Looking at the side wall, apparently, she had hit a thin piece of plywood that had been attached to the booth wall, and it had fallen down.
Glancing at where it had been attached, I immediately knew what it was. It was a "glory hole", and quite a large one at that - about ten inches in diameter or so. Whatever the reason, the owner obviously attempted to block it off and it didn't work. Probably, because of checks by the authorities, the owner made a token effort to block the hole, but not a real attempt to do so. He knows where the money comes from, and a lot of it is the action inside the booths, which keeps the tokens dropping into the slot.
Since the hole was cut with smooth edges and in pretty straight lines, no way had that hole been made by customers standing in the booth using a pen knife.
What caught my attention next was the light from the TV screen in the other booth; it too was occupied.
Jenna, on the other hand, didn't have a clue what this was. In fact, she really didn't think anything about it as she wasn't able to see that the hole opened into the next booth. Instead, she pulled my head back between her legs wanting me to continue. Well, the thought that I'd be giving the guy in the next booth a show made me follow her lead. Dipping my tongue back into her wet pussy, I once again began to lick away.
A minute hadn't passed before Jenna let out a light scream and yanked me away from between her legs, covering her pussy with her hands. Looking up at her I could see a look of shock in her eyes as she stared at the wall. Turning around I saw what had frozen her. Through the hole was poking a huge and I do mean huge cock.
And it was black.
I could tell that it was uncut but for now the skin was pulled back. It was a good ten to twelve inches long, as thick as Jenna’s wrist, and was what appeared to look like THE PERFECT COCK. And when I say ‘cock’, I mean exactly that. A MAN’S cock. Not an average husband’s six-inch dick, like mine, but a cock of a MAN that exceeds normality. A unicorn!
I say perfect because it looked to me like it had been designed specifically for pleasing and impregnating women. Besides curving slightly up and having a huge head with a ridge that would tug a set of lips inside out with every stroke it also had thick blood-filled veins like ridges all along the sides. To me it looked like some kind of giant ‘French’ tickler.
Although it was almost fully hard, it still dropped from its sheer size and weight. You could see the thick bulbous head, and a clear drop of pre-cum was slowly oozing out of its inch-long piss-slit. For a few moments neither of us spoke.
It's black! I was torn. Leave the booth or wait and see how she reacts? We had joked and fantasized about her taking a big one, but this one was immense. Bigger than we fantasized about. And never any mention of it being black.
My eyes soon turned back to my wife, and in her eyes, I saw something. That initial look of shock had gone and was replaced with a look of total fascination. And what she did next sent ice-cold shivers through my whole body. Her right hand slowly came up from her crotch, and in what seemed like slow motion, she reached for this huge cock. Her eyes darted at me a few times to check my reaction, and I'm sure she didn't see any objection from me. She was hesitant, like when you’re about to check when a pot is hot.
Closer and closer... then she touched it. Encircling her hand around his shaft, she didn’t have a small hand, Jenna was not petite, and yet her fingers were unable to come together and touch, she began to gently caress his cock. Then she grasped the shaft, and finding that he had a lot of foreskin, unlike my circumcised cock, she began to run the skin back and forth, going up over the head and back again.
Her mouth opened wide as she saw and felt how his foreskin was able to freely move back and forth, making him easier to stroke.
So this guy not only provided her with the perfect cock, but one she could enjoy stroking with her hand as well. As I watched, she stroked, giggled, and stroked some more.
She also began feeling his head while keeping the skin back. I could see that his huge shiny knob had her fascinated, to say the least.
She seemed to intimately study every detail as she stroked it back and forth, running her slender fingers over every ridge and vein, sliding them back and forth over the fathead. His enormous cock seemed to pulse at the mere touch of Jenna’s fingers. My wife!
The video on screen was totally forgotten, not once did she remove her eyes from this stranger's penis as she grasped it in her hand, feeling it throb from her gentle massaging. It was so easy to see that her repressed sexual desire was slowly taking over, as this strange manhood seemed to gradually melt away her virtues.
She looked at me, eyes wide: She said, "Look at the hole at the tip honey, how big it is."
I told her what I had been thinking. "It needs to be to let all that cum shoot out to where it needs to go."
Silly answer maybe, but it made her giggle.
But his cock wasn't the only thing that had her undivided attention. Underneath it hung a set of balls that were the size of eggs! And the large glory-hole made it easy for Jenna to take each of them into her hands.
So as not to scare the owner, she gently ran a finger along the sides of his balls at first, letting him know she planned to be gentle. I saw his body shove forward in an attempt to get closer to her side of the wall.
Pulling his scrotum into our side of the booth, she gently squeezed his huge balls, kneading them, feeling their weight in her hand.
All of the sudden her curiosity seemed satisfied and a sense of gratification took over. Her left quickly joined her right, and with a wild, intense look on her face, she began to jack this stranger off! Stroke by stroke, she pulled on his cock, sliding her beautiful hands down its full length. With me, one hand is more than enough, but with him both her hands still left excess cock untouched.
Ever so slowly I began to notice that with each stroke, she inched her head closer to the tip of his cock. I knew what she was thinking. She may have wanted to resist it, but I knew she wanted to slip her lips around his cock.
She turned to me. "Should I? Is it okay?"
I wasn't 100 percent sure what she was asking, but I was thinking 'blowjob.'
"Go ahead baby. Whatever you want. I’m ok."
And no sooner did that answer leave my lips than did she close the distance. I watched in awe as she slipped the end of his cock into her mouth, let it slide past her lips, and sink into her warmth. I thought that was as much as she would want to handle, just that thick head. With me, she could engulf my whole six inches to the base with room to spare. But with him, she could only take the head plus a few inches.
My wife surprised me. In a matter of seconds, she was taking as much of his shaft into her mouth as she could, sliding it deep into the back of her throat a few times only to pull it out to breathe and slide her tongue down its length.
Not only did I hear this stranger moaning, but Jenna was moaning as well. Of course, because of how thick and long it was she couldn't take much more than one-third of his cock into her mouth, but she seemed to delight in pulling it and sucking on the tip of his cock.
The thought struck me. "Stick your tongue in that cum hole and see how far it goes."
She took her mouth off just long enough to answer. "Already did. Feels like half my tongue fits in."
Just then I saw his long-fingered hand come partway through the hole and he used it to feel around her face. He felt her nose, eyes and went down to her chin and then he felt around her earlobes, touching her earrings.
I knew what he was doing: Making sure it was her mouth on his dick and not mine. Then his hand disappeared and his hips thrust forward as he offered all the cock he could push through the hole.
I wanted him to hear so I spoke kind of loudly. “Run your tongue all around his head. That’s right baby, I could tell by his moan that he likes that. Do it baby, get all over him with that talented tongue!”
Sitting beside her, watching this sight unfold, my hand slipped back between her legs to work on her pussy some more. But she was already there with her right hand, frantically rubbing her clit! Sensing my hand was there to take over, she quickly grasped his cock with both hands again as I plunged my finger into her pussy.
As I slipped my finger inside her, I honestly thought she had lost control of her bladder. She was so fucking wet; her juices were almost to the point of running out of her cunt. I don't think I'd ever felt her that wet before!! Feeling her pussy literally flooded with her natural lubrication, being SO wet, and seeing how intensely she was sucking his cock; all the signs were giving her away. I knew that deep down she wanted to be fucked by this cock.
It was then that his right hand again came through the hole alongside his cock. He was reaching and Jenna, bless her heart, knew what he wanted. As I reached around her and pulled her bra up and off her breasts, she moved her upper body closer so he could get a feel.
By bending down so that he could get enough of his hand and arm through the hold to reach her, his cock was pulling back and away from Jenna to some degree, but he still had enough length to keep her hands and mouth full.
As she excitedly explored his dripping prick, he explored her breasts, missing not an inch of her D cup mom breasts as he cupped each in turn and twirled her nipples between his fingers. Sometimes her nipples get so hard that they are too sensitive for me to touch, but she was allowing him to feel!
And as if this stranger was sensing her mood as well, he suddenly withdrew his wet cock from the hole and Jenna’s grasp. I swear she had the look on her face of that of a kid who had just had her candy stolen. But seconds later it reappeared; this time clad in a clear, thin condom.
The condom did nothing to hide the actual color of that beautiful cock.
Jenna stared at his protected cock for a few seconds before she gingerly reached out for it and grasped it in her hands. As she ran her fingers down the slick latex I think it became clear to her as to what he wanted her to do. But Jenna wanted to check out the condom and how it works on an uncut cock, something she had never seen before.
I watched as she gave him a long stroke, taking in how the latex folded up under his foreskin as she moved it forward, then magically was still in place as she ran the foreskin back. She giggled again, in reaction to the shear length and girth of this fantastic cock. It was like witnessing a child getting her first Xbox for Christmas. Regardless of what she was thinking, I broke the silence and said, "Babe, I think he wants to fuck you! Look at how he’s made it ready."
"Nooo... I... I can't" she stammered. Even in the darkened booth I could see her face turning red.
Thrusting a finger into her sloppy wet pussy I replied, "Uh-huh, but your cunt is giving you away..." I had used the C word, and it seemed to arouse her further. "You know you want that huge cock inside you... filling you up like you've never been filled before!" Certainly not by me.
I continued by adding, "If we were in our hometown no way would I let it happen. He can’t see your face and he’ll never know who you are, so there is no reason to be embarrassed or to fear any consequences. Just think about how good that huge, hot cock will feel deep inside your pussy! You will only get this ONE chance to have a man-sized cock inside you."
I avoided using the word 'black' in my sentence because I was still unsure about planting the thought of black cocks in her future thinking. I just wanted this to be a big cock adventure and not specifically a big black cock episode.
Or maybe I did. Deep down I think I wanted her to take a big, black cock, as it might satisfy one of the fantasies I had long held about her.
She didn't reply, verbally that is, but her eyes were filled with lust. Grabbing her arm, I made her stand to her feet. "Nooo.... I can't do this." she moaned in desperation. She looked at me with bedroom eyes that were filled with lust, but at the same time doe eyes begging for me to stop. She put up a feeble struggle as I lifted her skirt up over her waist. "Nooo... I can't do this..." she moaned.
I reached out and gave his cock a quick squeeze to let him know it was still a candidate. Also, truthfully, I wanted a feel. I was hurt, but entranced that even my fingertips barely touched around his great girth. What would that giant cock do to her? Would it even fit? Would it hurt her?
She was protesting maybe a little mentally but her body was all for it. I can say that with conviction because she didn't resist at all when I turned her ass toward the glory-hole and had her bend over.
"Spread your legs a little." I placed her hands on my knees allowing her to support herself in this position.
Not giving her time to think about it, I quickly pushed her back against the wall so that her legs were straddling the hole. And as she moved into position I grasped the huge cock and pressed it up against her wet crotch. She tried to hold back a deep moan, but she couldn't. Pulling her panties aside with my other hand, I then pressed his hot cock up between her pink pussy lips.
She inhaled deeply like it was feeling good as she felt his hot, hard cock touch her cunt and then after perhaps five seconds whispered a “No” and moved forward slightly to get away, but that was all I needed from her.
She was standing away from the wall and in order for him to make full penetration at some point she needed to be hard up against the wall.
Not wasting time, I reached through the hole and gently pushed back on his body a few inches so that I could get my wife closer to the wall.
That having been done I then gently pushed my wife back until the top of her ass cheeks flattened against the wall. Now he would be able to do a penetration, and hopefully all the way. I reached under between her legs so that I could once again grab his cock to aim it.
"Ummmmmmm...... Noooo... PLEASE! No!"
My wife was saying 'No.' but that was pretty unconvincing since she remained bent over, with her high heels two feet apart.
I was still avoiding saying the color of that beautiful prick.
Inside her I knew there was a battle going on between her strict morals and her pure sexual lust. But I knew what the outcome of that battle would be. Holding his cock next to her I whispered, "Ohhh Baby! Feel that huge cock next to your cunt...It’s OK Baby. I’m ok. I want this!! I know you want it too. Just this one time in your life, take this inside of you!!"
That was all it took. I could feel her whole-body shudder and I could sense her caving into her primal self. Using my index finger, I pushed the end of his cock into her cunt and this stranger did the rest. He pushed forward, and inch by inch as I pushed back against her, making sure she was holding her body in place, I felt his cock slip up into her pussy!
"Oooooh ffffffuuuuuck honey! What are you doing to me?"
I was feeling all around her lips with one hand and I could tell by the feel that he was stretching her lips incredibly tight! As he slid ever deeper inside her, I all but had to hold Jenna up as she became "one" with him, emitting a deep guttural groan as he entered her, and after six inches, he went well past the furthest point I had ever reached inside her.
From that point, nothing was what she was used to. Everything after this was all new to her. She had never been with anyone bigger than me. From the other side of the wall, this stranger took to fucking my wife like a bull. It would have been nice if he could have been grabbing her ass, but with all that cock, he was still more than doing the job. As for Jenna, her eyes never opened. They were tightly clenched as she moaned "Yesss..God Yess." with every stroke he made. I would watch her bite her lower lip over and over, grinding her teeth!
I was feeling around with my hand, and after perhaps the first five strokes I felt his pubic mound bottoming out against my wife’s vagina. He was getting it all the way in, or at least as far as he could go while standing against a wall! Good thing the wall was thin and not double walled or he would have been losing a couple of inches of penetration and still probably a good thing for my wife’s tight cunt. She may have borne two children, but her vagina had long returned to its normal size. My cock surely wasn’t enough to stretch her!
