It was an unusual feeling I had from beginning to end. I was resistant to even trying it, afraid I was setting myself up to fail in my marriage snd terrified snd guilty that I was risking ruining some else’s. I thought it through and played fantasy in my head for a long time. Then it hit me that THEIR VOWS bound only them and not anyone else. I knew I was on rock solid ground with an unbreakable foundation in my own marriage. I did not throw myself into it but when we moved to. Orange County, CA, all the mom’s, MILFS and casual friends talked about it so much I felt the drive for it but controlled it and did not say anything to my husband.
Almost 18 months later we were at a yard party where alcohol flowed smoothly. I was being introduced to other couples and it felt comfortable. I asked my husband if he was absolutely sure he was OK If anyone asked us to party or go to their house with them. He was so involved in a Texas poker game thing so I got another drink and walked around. A couple hours later I finally had a couple talk and hit on me. They were experienced swingers and they had her boyfriend with them so it was a true cuckolding relationship. They told me how it worked and how it made their marriage stronger. I didn’t get that.
I decided to test myself as bait because I was thinking maybe I was ugly so no one hit on me. I walked out to the corner of the huge yard snd day under an umbrella not realizing there was a young couple who looked like barely high schoolers, just going at it like jackrabbits in the next yard. Yes! I’ll admit I watched them for the entire 5 minutes the guy lasted, but I didn’t even realize how I was so wet unconsciously that my underwear stuck to me! Then a gentleman came out of nowhere and asked if he could sit with me and talk about whether the “young love” should be ratted out to parents or if we should talk with the two lovebirds and teach them how to be great in bed. We decided to do nothing.
As he and I talked I did not realize “Brent” was inching closer to me and making me laugh. I was having fun. We talked about me being married and him divorced; and then watched all the action in the house that had all the sliding doors snd windows open. We were closest to the “Make Love To Them” room where everyone was kissing and holding hands. Several couples were having sex with other people while holding hands with. Each other. Brent said, “You can tell who’s first time it is. The wives are usually scared to let their husbands out of their sight! I do not know how it happened but some key even clicked in me and I’m a couple minutes I had Brett against the fence kissing him like a high school girl!
While I was kissing him I reverted to those same days and I was squeezing his erect ion inside his pants and he was trying to unsnap my bra college style one-handed. My first thought was, “Oh my gawd I was kissing a complete stranger and I’m supposed to be married!” Brett looked at me telling me to breathe. It was just a kiss. I quickly walked into the house to hold my husband but he was winning snd it’s bad luck to talk at the table so I got another drink and went back out to the table where I met Brett. Not 15 minutes later he walked up to me, he took my left hand pulling/lifting me up and BAM we were kissing again!
He had both hands under by summer blouse and “click” I felt my bra unsnap and as it did my boobs felt free snd the night sit around them was a thrill I’d never had before. As we kissed some more he squeezed my nipples between his outstretched fingers lifting my boobs and then I felt my summer blouse going upward over my head. It fell on the table. I pulled off my bra and dropped it. We began the lightest most erotic kissing I did not expect as I unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt. I felt his bulge against my mons where he was moving up and down intentionally. We both took off our shoes at the same time and I kissed him as I undid his belt but could not get his jeans in buttoned. Not even a zipper in front! He undid them himself but I wiggled them side-to-side to get them down. As I did I Ed leaning over right in his crotch area and BOING the freakishly largest but so perfectly gorgeous human erection I’d ever been that close to me popped out. Gawd! It was so thick I could not close my fingers around it and it sounds weird but to just holding it I could feel it’s “power!” Other people saw it too so first two them like five couples stopped to stare at it. My head was figuratively spinning and for the first time since I met my husband I was confused and conflicted and my little guilt rider on my shoulder who ruined a lot of fun times was silent!
As we kissed and I stroked his rock hard cock I knew he was past in buttoning my pants and they were already working over my hips. When they fell to the ground I kicked them away and stood there staring at Brett’s cock until my attention was broken by another woman who told me my natural lube was dropping like the a spider web. A guy who was right there asked me if he could “clean up the mess my excitement was causing.” I was so overwhelmed that I don’t recall saying anything. I felt pushing against my thighs from behind so I spread my feet apart and the head and face of the guy who asked me popped between my legs and I felt his mouth latch on with vacuum like an ocean Remora fish attached to a host. I felt his tongue sweeping back to front and then on my clit. I immediately thought, “No! That cock was going to need it,” but just then I felt a blob like sometimes happens during women’s period, plopped right down into his mouth. He swallowed it and went back for more but I stepped over and away from him.
I had never seen or known of Brett before that chance conversation that night. He was not my boyfriend or husband. One other woman pulled a chair in front of Brett and put the entire head into her mouth. He let out a hum and groan and told her some bullshit about it felt great. I don’t know what happened to me and do not to this day, I pushed the bitch back away from Brett and then turned to him yelling, “What the fuck was that about? That was really fucked up!” Right then Brett stepped in and hugged me. I held his cock with both hands when he brought me back to reality saying, “Baby (he’d forgotten my name!), hey, I’m not your boyfriend so you had no right to do or say any of that!” Immediately I was humiliated in front of my husband’s professional friends and I was standing there naked with my pubic hair matted and mussed! A shrink friend told me I had apparently accessed and activated a long dormant “cave man” mentality that allowed females who were the best and strongest breeding stock - I don’t know if there was quantifiable beauty back then - to choose snd fight to keep for the best DNA for perpetuation of the species. I had no idea that erection size was even important then!
Brent took my hand snd we walked into the house where I expected my husband to notice I was naked and holding a beautiful huge cock in my hand. All he said was, “If you’re going to try and fuck that with your size 6 body I want to see that!” Great. A topping of immediate guilt! I followed Brent into the master bedroom of the house and figured out it was his house. Everyone there knew who my husband was but when Brent and I kissed passionately like I had not felt in decades and he held snd sucked my boobs, I expected my husband to storm in and take back the girl who was his. Nope!
Brent began going down on me so lightly and with gentle kisses and long swipes of his tongue I could see I was still lubricating heavy. One guy leaned over to kiss me but I hesitated until Brent said, “You can kiss him and those guy can suck your nipples if you like.” I do not know why but his approval took guilt weight off me with every word. My husband was not in there!
Brent made me cum so intensely I grunted like some animal and let out a scream of relief! THAT got my husband’s attention. When he walked in the door Brent was on top of me. We were kissing passionately and I had already raked his neck with my fingernails. I knew where it was going as I stated at my husband who ALSO had a boner! No “stop, she’s my girl or my wife, nothing!” Brent was rotating his pelvis trying to line up with my body to take him but the head was so big it smooshed and rolled around. I heard my husband say to some friend, “See? Everything worked out. “. Bullshit!
I kissed Brett and stroked him so he was really almost uncomfortably stiff. I rubbed the head up and down to wet it and then looked right at my husband. He should have realized it was an angry wife death state! I stared into hid eyes and pumped my hips to get the Hard part of Brent’s cock right where it needed to be. As I stAred at my husband I pulled Brent to me and had him hold a push-up position. I used my hands and fingers to spread myself open and I lifted my hips pushing upward taking Brent’s cock with immediate regret but I didn’t care. When the head “popped” under my pubic bone and stretched me downward I let out a loud scream of satisfaction that I had him in me and it didn’t hurt! Brent and I began to lift snd thrust together until about 5 minutes later nearly all of him was inside me and it felt so good I was shaking and sweating and had tears which some people mistook as pain. No way!
Brent of course “bottomed out” but because I was already so excited my uterus had tented and I felt him go into what I now know was my “anterior fornix” and as long as he held it there my orgasm went on snd on to where I had to scream like a fake porn or let it go and stop it. That was an easy decision! Every thrust felt so good it turned. In “lovemaking” because all I saw were Brents eyes burning into mine, his kisses and passion bites that stayed visible for two weeks, and the squealing friction of Brents now fully erect and uncomfortably stiff going into me causing me to orgasm so intensely I was fighting barfing. Most women know how that gets.
Most of the group had left the room and went off to trade wives or secretaries and warehouse guys were fucking and sucking the executives and their wives. My husband later said he felt I was faking the noise to bother him. No way! Every plunge into me pulled or . pushed in a different place and it was so intensely good I let out: “Ooooooohs, gigggs!, ugggggs! Yeeeeee! And a bunch of others. I wasn’t going to slap my own husband’s face by getting on top of Brent’s erection even though I had to fight a natural push to do so.
Brent and I were locked into the best most fulfilling Missionary position I have ever had! I didn’t pay a attention to my husband at all. I told Brent I’d never been fucked like that before snd probably never would again unless my husband plowed him to come to our home. I said, “I doubt that will ever happen” which made tears flow as I had a very deep orgasm that made me feel I had an orgasm in my eyeballs! My husband said in a smug tone , “You got that right so get if out of your f-/king system!” Wow! I could feel the electricity I feel whenever any man including my husband is building up his orgasm inside me. Brent’s cock was so hard I was literally pinned to the mattress and could. It return his thrusts I told Brent why but added, “I don’t ever want you feeling I did not make love and love every thrust into me even if they hurt.” Then my husband finally said to Brent, “Dude, can you get this done? She’s still my wife!
Brent and I ignored him in a kiss and then Brent’s body shaking and grunting like an animal orgasm started and it made me feel so good inside that my body gave him that pleasure. As he pumped he finally ejaculated which I don’t know why made me lock up around him and start crying telling him, “Feel good baby! Give it all to me baby!” as his erection took up a lot of space snd caused his semen to spatter out of me. He slammed and screamed, “Yeah! fuck yeah! A bunch of times but it was too much when he let slip, “I own your pussy Barbie and I’m going to fuck it whenever I need your cunt so tight around me!” I thought that wS going to be bad but my husband knew it was just Brent releasing orgasmic stress as he pumped cum into me and then all over me and the bed.
We kissed until he slipped out of me and then my husband said we were leaving so no time for a shower. I didn’t put my panties back on and borrowed a sundress from Brent’s wife. When we got home there was a puddle of semen and body fluids smeared all over the new leather seats in the car. Many have tried but the outline is always visible and I don’t know what my husband tells anyone who asks! So that’s it. I gave you all my thoughts, feelings and memories to answer your question. My husband snd I never discussed it after that and I’ve had at least 25–30 lovers since then which is a turn on for my husband. I don’t know why one freakishly huge but beautiful cock would affect my ultra-voyeur husband the way it did. Just thinking of it now; it was worth it then!
Barbara