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2005-11-22
When we dated, and for a while after, we married, I enjoyed watching other men leer at her. A few months after we married, I had a dream that a stranger was fucking her. The effect was stimulating to me, and I couldnβt get the image out of my mind. The thought eventually became an obsession. I asked her while we were having sex to imagine I was another guy, and this unfailingly turned both of us on. Two years into our marriage, I told her how exciting it would be if she dated another guy. She didnβt believe I was serious but played along with the fantasy. A year ago we moved to a condo and met a few neighbors at the pool between the condosβ four tall buildings. One weekend morning, Jean and I were sitting in lounge chairs at an umbrella-covered table alongside a man who introduced himself as Harry. He was 40, divorced and stood four inches taller than me. Harryβs thick black hair was trimmed short. He was a member at the physical fitness center near the condo, and his muscular figure indicated to us that he was one of their most active members. When Jean walked to a soft drink machine, I noticed Harryβs deep blue eyes following her thong-covered figure. βMan,β he joked, βyou sure married above yourself. β Harry was a confident person and may not have intended the remark to hurt, but I was offended. As time went on, we saw Harry often at the pool and he and Jean would dive and swim as I watched from the side.
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One Saturday he sat and talked with us until Jean noticed it was lunchtime and invited him to join us. We followed her to the stairs and Harryβs eyes roamed over her barely-covered body as she strode ahead of us. We wore our swimwear as we chatted at our condoβs dinette. Jean asked Harry why he divorced. He responded, βYou donβt really want to know. βJean persisted, βSure I do. Iβm a grownup. I can handle whatever it was. βHarry grinned and looked away, took a swig of cola, and said, βWell, okay. My wife had a problem with my βsize. β She said it hurt her. ββWhat do you mean by βsize,ββ Jean asked, then blushed and said, βOh you mean your penis!β We laughed. Harry grinned and nodded affirmatively. I changed the subject but a moment later, Jean interrupted me and asked, βGosh, Harry, I must ask! How big are you?βI was intrigued with her obsession and realized that my fantasy might have some chance here. βI guess you mean in inches,β Harry said.
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When Jean leaned forward, her chin on her hand, in intense interest, he added, βTen inches. Slightly more than that. βJeanβs hand shot to cover her mouth and she blurted, βOh my gosh!βHarry asked, βDo you mind if I get another soft drink from your refrigerator?β She replied, βHelp yourself. βJean attempted to be subtle, but Harry and I noticed that she stared at the crotch of his swimsuit as he walked back to the table. His trunks were still damp from the pool and his lengthy penis was visibly formed against the fabric. Harry left shortly after finishing the cola. That night in bed I asked if she was thinking about Harryβs huge dick. She turned to me and said, βYeah. How long are you?β βFive inches,β I told her, βwhen erect. Maybe two inches when Iβm soft. Would you like to feel what Harryβs big dick would feel like in your pussy? The thought of something like that pounding into you makes me hot. βJeanβs legs squeezed together in excitation and responded, βI always thought you were kidding. β She bit her lip thoughtfully and inquired, βDo you really want another man to fuck me?βImmediately, I said, βOh yes! That would thrill me if youβll tell me the details afterwards. βHer lips curled in a determined smile, and she said, βThen maybe Iβll do that. βOn the following Friday night, I arrived home before she did.
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Jean had parked her car in the condosβ lot and was walking to the stairs when she spotted Harry at the pool. She walked to his table, sat alongside him and chatted. As it was getting dark, I looked out the window and saw them sitting together and talking. After awhile, she stood and headed to the stairs up to our place. Harry walked alongside her. She had invited him to dinner. Harry was still in his swimsuit. Jean went to our bedroom to change her work clothes and came out in a short skirt and white blouse. Her nipples were pink and erect against the thin fabric.
After our microwave meals, we went to the living room. Harry and Jean sat on the couch, and I sat cross-legged in a lotus position across the coffee table from them. They did most of the talking since I felt socially insecure around Harry and couldnβt come up with sensible remarks in response to his jokes. Jean excitedly laughed at almost everything he said. I stood and turned on the stereo. Jean asked Harry what Harry liked to do in his spare time other than swim, and he said he enjoyed dancing more than anything else.
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Jean responded, βOh so do I. John and I never go dancing. He hates it, but I loved dancing before we married. β I hadnβt noticed until that moment that her eyes stared down to his lap as she talked to him. His penis bulged excitedly beneath his swim trunks. Harry looked to the stereo, now playing slow music, then turned his head to me and asked, βMind if I dance with your wife. β I agreed, βSure, go for it. βJean flicked off the table light. The only lighting was that from the kitchen. He took her hand and embraced her, swaying to the music. I walked to the kitchen to make coffee and intentionally stayed far longer than necessary. I heard my wife moan. I returned to the living room where Harry held Jean closely in the dimness and kissed her deeply. Her blouse was unbuttoned, exposing her naked breasts, and her arms were wrapped about his neck. She broke from the kiss and told me, βWeβre going to go to the guest room for a little while and βtalkβ some more if you donβt mind.
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βHarry laughed at the βtalkβ remark and didnβt await my answer as he turned to the hallway, leading Jean by the hand. She didnβt look back but opened the guest door, pulled him inside and shut it behind them. I crept down the hallway and pressed my ear to their door. Jeanβs whimpers seemed frantic. My wifeβs voice quavered as she blurted, βOh my gosh, Harry. Itβs gargantuan! I thought my younger brother had a large dick, but Iβve never seen anything like yours!βShe gagged and told him, βI can hardly get it in my mouth. βThe bed squeaked. The head of the bed faced the door so I figured they wouldnβt notice if I sneaked in to watch. I turned all lights out in the house to make sure the hallway was as dark as the room, unzipped my fly and slowly opened the door. A plug-in nightlight dimly lit the room. I could only see Harryβs back above the headboard as he mounted her. I paced to the corner and could see them only from the arms to their feet but not their heads. Jeanβs heels dug into the mattress as she raised her hips to allow him access to her pussy. Her body undulated as he gripped his broad python and touched the dickhead to the mouth of her pussy. Her hips rotated and she whimpered, βOh honey, Iβm so afraid what your big monster will do to my little pussy!βHe slipped in the large walnut shaped dickhead and she squealed, βOh my Gosh! Oh Yes!β Her body rolled passionately side-to-side as he worked his way into her.
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His hips rolled as he sank his shaft deeper into her cunt. Her hips and legs shivered fearfully and she cried, βIt aβgoinβ in, oh gosh! Oh yeah! Fuck me, Harry! Fuck me, you big fucker!β Jean had never talked dirty like that to me like that in bed.
I felt a twinge of jealousy but their emotional heat had my penis at its full five inches. I jerked off as Harry slammed his pole into my wifeβs cunt. Her legs wrapped around him and her arms pushed his shoulder several inches away from her chest. She cried, βOh I just want to look down and watch your wonderful cock fuck my hot pussy! This is so great, Harry! I love it! I love your big cock!β Harry whispered hoarsely, βMy cock loves your hot cunt too, Jean. β She fucked madly against his thrusts and cried, βThis is the best fuck of my life! Donβt every stop fucking me honey! I think I love you!ββIβve loved you since shortly after meeting you,β Harry responded. βI love you too and now I love fucking you. I want to fuck you for the rest of my life. βShe sobbed, βYes, honey, yes! Youβll always be mine!β Jean wailed in response to his mighty thrusts. He withdrew, and she sobbed, βOh noooo! Donβt ever take your dick out!β But he turned her to her knees. Jeanβs head turned to watch as he entered her pussy from the rear. At that moment, she sighted me in the corner but quickly fell back into her passion as he slid his long dick into its new home. Ignoring me, she told him, βOh great! Itβs so great! I never knew it could be like this!βThey orgasmed simultaneously. He groaned and my wifeβs body shivered as she screamed, βIβm cumminggg, Harry! Oh my love!βThey collapsed onto the bed, their limbs intertwined.
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Harry lay at her side and sucked a nipple. I removed my clothes and walked to the side of the bed. Her head jerked toward me and she asked, βWhat do you think youβre doing! Go to another room!ββI just thought perhaps I could join,β I whined, βyou know, like a threesome. βShe nodded her head negatively and said, βYou donβt get it yet, do you?β She curled a hand about Harryβs penis and pulled my head close, saying, βSee this? This is a real manβs cock! I donβt want a divorce or anything like that, but Iβll never be able to give this up. β Turning to Harry, she said softly, βThat is, as long as you agree. βHarry grinned at me and said, βYeah, I couldnβt give up your wife either. But that doesnβt mean we want to get married. ββHell, no, lover,β she agreed. βSo go on to bed now, John, and put on your jammies to keep warm. β They laughed as I left the room in humiliation. The last words I heard were Jeanβs as she wrapped her legs around him and said, βOh yeah, slip that fucker back in my honey pot. I love you, Harry. I love you so much!βThey were at it all night, and Harry stayed in our condo on Saturday morning although I had to go to work. When I arrived home that night, he was back at his place, but unfortunately so was my wife who didnβt come home for another hour. I wanted to fuck her, but she said she would be too sore for the next few days.
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She added, βWe can have sex probably by Wednesday, but I wouldnβt want you to fuck me after that because it might mess up next Friday with Harry. βUnfortunately Harry dropped in, uninvited by me, on Wednesday and they fucked all that night also. Harry now comes over a couple of nights during the week and all weekends. Frequently they go to a hotel for weekends. It didnβt work out at all as Iβd planned. Sometimes Harry allows me to watch and jerk off as he fucks my wife. Jean seems to take pleasure in expressing how much she loves fucking him while heβs driving his python into her. She tells him, βI wish my husband had a big one like yours!β And Harry usually replies, βIβm glad he doesnβt. β They pretend Iβm not even there. End.